#spent the whole morning cuddled with him while we napped

[ifmywishescametrue]

Hello, I hope you’re doing okay. <3

hi, thanks for the message! it’s very kind of you 💙

doing better today, but unfortunately yesterday was the kind of brutal that usually translates into a few not so great days.

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Babysitting [AL12]

Summary : Your sister asks you to babysit while Arthur is staying over and you couldn't say no.

Pairing/s: Arthur Leclerc x Reader

Word Count: 0.6k

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A/N: I had to use this gif. The whole video that this gif is from gets me every time.

 Arthur had been staying at your house for the past week during his summer break but when your sister called last night asking if you could suddenly watch your niece you couldn’t say no to her and Arthur would never let you say no just because he was there. 

So, for the rest of the night, you enjoyed your time with Arthur before your niece was dropped off the next morning. 

She spent basically the whole day playing with Arthur because he was a child in an adult body at this point and while your sister just assumed that Arthur was still just a friend you didn’t exactly want to correct her. Correcting her meant correcting everyone who mistook the two of you. 

Charles had stopped by to Arthur’s request because Arthur wanted some more clothes but was enjoying the time with you and your niece. Your niece had just gone down for a nap while you were cooking dinner. 

Arthur wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your neck as he caressed your hips with his thumbs 

“She’s down for a nap. When did you say your sister was coming?” He asked, and you glanced at your phone 

“About an hour. Which means she’ll just be waking up from her nap when she gets here” You explained, turning in his arms so you could look up at him. 

“What’s for dinner tonight? I thought we were ordering in” He frowned, and you shrugged 

“I know that was the plan but we didn’t exactly know when she’d be going home so I thought I might as well use some ingredients up before we start travelling again” You shrugged and he nodded

“But I do have to add you look really, really hot with her” you whispered, leaning up to kiss him. Your arms wrapped around his neck to pull him further down to you. After a minute or so, Arthur pulled away and left you chasing after his lips. 

“Y/N?” He asked, and you hummed

“Is this your baby fever kicking in?” He whispered, and you looked down, hiding the blush that was forming. 

“Maybe” you mumbled as he tilted your head up, pressing a kiss to your lips again. 

“Think you can wait another year? Maybe in that time we can get engaged? Have a little more practice with your niece? Also, maybe I’ll be a little more settled down with racing” You couldn’t help but smile as you watched him explain his plans 

“Or we could wait longer than a year and copy your brother” you suggested 

“You want your own Leo as well?” He asked, and you shrugged 

“As cute as Leo is I’m not exactly sure if I want a dachshund” Arthur raised his eyebrows 

“What do you mean by that?” He asked 

“Don’t get me wrong, I love Leo, but you’re away quite a bit, and I can’t always follow you around the world, and big dog privileges seem like a good thing” You shrugged 

“So what were you thinking?” He asked, pulling you over to sit on the couch 

“I quite like greyhounds, collies, german shepherds” You shrugged, and he nodded. 

After talking about different types of dogs, you could possibly get for what felt like five minutes your sister arrived to pick your niece up. Giving her the task of waking the little girl up while you and Ollie stayed cuddled. 

You heard her little cries from downstairs as she cried about not wanting to leave. Your sister is attempting to calm her down. As she walked downstairs, you and Arthur both looked over

“Thur I don’t wanna go” She repeatedly cried as your sister put her down, and your niece ran straight into his legs.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry you’ll get to see me before me and Auntie Y/N go on holiday, okay?” He gently rubbed her back as he picked her up, walking back over to your sister. Your sister left with her crying daughter as Arthur pulled you into his arms again. 

“Yep let’s get a dog” You laughed while pressing a kiss to his cheek.

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𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠- 𝐣.𝐜

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you waking up in jack’s arms makes him realize he needs to do something soon

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: a lil kiss 💋, just fluff mainly

𝐚/𝐧: was half asleep while writing this so it might be rough

jack had his hands draped around waist, while you were laying on his chest. your head was snuggled in the crook of his neck, your warm breath sending shivers down his spine.

you were fast asleep, however he was definitely not. he was supposed to napping with you in his trailer, but he couldn’t sleep. he has something, or someone, on his mind. 

you and jack were filming Scream VI together and played love interests. it was fine at first, but as filming progressed, jacks feeling for you only grew. there was only one problem. you and jack were friends.

well, sorta. 

you did everything a normal couple would do, but just as buddies. hence why you were cuddled up together on the couch in his trailer. no one really knew why you weren’t officially together, for you would make such a good couple.

he wanted to call you his. it was silly, the only thing keeping you from formally dating was a label, and yet he craved it, more than anything.

he looked down at you, your glowed from the sunlight peeking through the windows. you looked angelic, and he wondered how a person could be this pretty. god, he hated himself for being so fearful of rejection. 

unbeknownst to him, you felt the same way. you wished you weren’t such a chicken, and could grow a pair and ask him out. how was it possible to want a person this bad?

you were a match made in heaven, as jenna liked to say. she was your costar, and your best friend. you told her all about your interactions with jack, the both of you giggling like little schoolgirls. you had given him the codename “strawberry,” so you could talk about him without others knowing his identity. 

jenna saw the spark in your eyes when you talked to him, and your pupils dilated in size every time you were around him. you were in love with a man you weren’t even dating. 

your body twisted and turned as you slowly woke up. you blink away the sleepiness and cautiously looked up at jack to see if he had waken up yet.  

“good morning, sleepyhead.” jack says. you smile at eachother, and you sat up, the shared blanket slipping off of your silky skin.

“how long have you been awake?” you asked, hoping you didn’t keep him glued in place while you were fast asleep. your sleepy voice made jack swoon, and he held back from doing anything he would later regret. 

“not long, i just woke up.” he lies straight through his teeth in order to make you feel okay. you just nod and pat around the cushions, searching for your phone. you find it smooshed in between two pillows, and you check the clock. it was two twenty three.

“what time do we need to be back on set by?” you curiously ask him.

“three pm, i think. but we need to go to hair and makeup at two thirty.”

you flash him the time, and hop out of bed. you and him take short walk to the costume department. there was two separate trailers, and all of the actors randomly assigned to one at the beginning of filming. you and jack got split up, which sucked, but the system was supposed to help with efficiency and speed. 

you part ways, and both get into full costume. your makeup artist was around your age, so you enjoyed chatting with her. after getting ready, you both meet up on set.

you and him weren’t in a lot of scenes today, so you mainly just played game pigeon together. the day was spent competing and laughing together, and you wouldn’t have changed anything.

however, the whole day jack had plastered on a fake smile. in reality, he was stressed to beyond compare. he was going to ask you out by the end of the day. 

seeing you all wrapped up in his arms this afternoon made him realize that he wants to start a future with you. so while his was alone, he called his buddy, romeo, and sent him to the store to get flowers. he made romeo send photos of every bouquet in the shop, so jack could pick out the perfect bundle for you. 

it was now dark out, and filming for today was over. you and him already had changed back into your normal clothes, and you both went back to your personal trailers to grab your keys. you separated and agreed to meet back up in the, now empty, parking lot. 

what you didn’t know was that romeo was waiting in jacks trailer, with the flowers that jack would use to ask you out. jacks heart raced as he rushed to the parking lot. he wanted to be there first, just to see your reaction when you saw him standing with a colorful section of gorgeous flowers in his hands.

he anxiously waited for you, nervously popping his fingers. he then saw you walking up to him, the moonlight illuminating your features. you approached him, getting closer and closer.

he handed you the flowers, and you smiled brighter than ever, wondering what they were for.

“y/n, i’ve loved spending countless hours with you over the past few months, and there is nothing i want more in this world than to be your boyfriend. will you please go out with me?” he lovingly asked.

you stood on your tiptoes and cupped his hand with your cheek, before connecting your lips together. you had been waiting for this moment since the day you met him, and it definitely lived up to its potential. he kissed you back, passion filling your bodies. 

you pulled apart, and looked at him with a huge grin. jack opened his mouth to ask a sarcastic question.

“so was that a yes?”

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Sleepy lover

Simon X Reader

This diary entry contains… Reader is sleepy | sleepy mornings with Simon | mentions of depression | pretty short and simple | established relationship |

It was a cold morning as you had decided to have a sleepover at Simon’s house.you spent the night cleaning up his room and helping him with certain chores.

You spent most of the night cuddled up in the darkness of his room as you two talked of random things.School,life and random thoughts.Despite you always being sleepy or being fast asleep you knew how to squeeze Simon into your life perfectly.

You were always awkake at the right times and sometimes the two of you would fall asleep at random places.One time you two had went to a library to study but ended up falling asleep on the beanbags.

The sun was barely up as you shifted around Simon’s bed.It wasn’t too dark in his room as you could make out his sleeping figure.his back was facing you as he let out small snores here and there.

You sat up slightly as you yawned and turned over so your back was facing Simon’s back.You knew Simon had a horrible sleep schedule which is why you would come over and just nap with him.

His depression made it hard for him to do anything which is why you offered to do things with him such as shower,cook,clean anything he needed to do you would help with.It made you smile knowing you were helping Simon in the best way you could.

As his girlfriend you didn’t overstep any boundaries.If Simon didn’t want you to help him you wouldn’t force yourself you would just give him a couple of words of encouragement before doing your own thing.

You felt Simon stir around behind you before you felt a cold arm sling around your waist.you smile before closing your eyes,Pretending to sleep.To your surprise Simon was still sleep meaning you didn’t really have to pretend but you still did anyway.

You ended up falling right back to sleep in the middle of your pretend sleep play and was woken up to a much more brighter sky and the sun shining into your eyes.you hissed slightly as you turned over and rubbed your eyes.

Once you opened them you smiled at the sight of your boyfriend who was sitting on the floor doing something.”whatcha doing down there?”You ask while giggling at Simon slightly jumping at the sound of your voice.

He smiled before looking down at pile of folded clothes.”I was folding the laundry you helped me do last night.Thank you again for helping me with it.I thought it would have never gotten done” Simon says,His voice slightly deeper and raspier.He got up and put the clothes away in the proper drawers before he turned back to you and smiled softly.

“Got anything planned for today?”you ask while sitting up slightly.Simon shook his head no which was great for you and your plans.”perfect! We can spend the whole day in bed and do absolutely nothing”You say while laying back down and pulling the covers over your body.

You could hear Simon chuckle as you felt the bed dip as he climbed in and laid down next to you.it was silent for a while with the occasional bird chirp or dog barking.sitting in silence was something the two of you would a lot as you found sleeping near Simon made you feel better knowing he was safe.

Simon loved his sleepy lover.He loved watching you sleep anywhere in his house from his bed,To the couch to one time the kitchen floor because of how hot it was outside and how cold the floor was.He was glad to have you because you truly did care for him.

[sh4wty18]

Hi I was wondering if you could write a Johnnie x reader where it's their anniversary and Johnnie acts like he forgot n reader gets upset but Johnnie has smth cute planned? 🙏

anniversary.

pairing: johnnie guilbert x reader

summary: same as request

cw: fluff, angst, language

word count: 1.5k + edited

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You wake up to the morning sun shining through Johnnie’s bedroom window. You had slept over for the third time this week, but this morning was special. It was your one year anniversary. You turned over to face Johnnie and slowly wrapped your arm around his waist, pulling his body closer to yours. You lean against his shoulder and look up at his face, he’s still peacefully sleeping, chest rising and falling with each breath. You kiss his chin, and then his cheek, and his eyes begin to flutter open.

“Good morning, angel,” You whisper, and a smile creeps onto Johnnie’s sleepy face.

“Morning, beautiful,” He responds, turning to kiss your forehead.

Obviously you’d been thinking about your anniversary all week, but you were most excited to see what fun plans Johnnie had in store. He was usually really good at planning dates, especially for special occasions. He’d brought you to the fanciest restaurant in LA for your birthday, for Christmas he bought you so many gifts (if you showed interest in something one time he immediately bought it for you), and for your six month anniversary, he’d spent the entire day watching your favorite movies with you. While your love languages were physical touch and quality time, his were definitely gift giving and quality time, which offered the perfect balance between the two of you. Because of these previous experiences with your boyfriend, you’d expected the same thing for your anniversary, you were just waiting for him to bring it up.

After a few more minutes of cuddling, Johnnie sat up and stretched, “I gotta get up, baby.”

“Already? You got big plans today?” You ask teasingly, thinking he’d get the joke.

“Yeah, I have a lot of filming planned with Jake and Carrington. Plus I have a meeting to discuss my music video shoot next week.” He smiles at you, leaning down to kiss you one last time before leaving the room.

Odd. He’s acting like he doesn’t know what day it is. He couldn’t have forgotten, right?

“Okay… but what about after?” You ask, trying to get a clear answer.

“I don’t know, I’ll probably be tired and wanna chill. Maybe watch a movie.”

“Oh,” Is all you can get out.

“What is it?” He asks, clearly sensing that something is up.

“Nothing, nothing. Just… you don’t have anything special going on today?” One last question to try and get him to realize his mistake.

He ponders for a second, then says, “Not that I can think of.” He gives you a funny look, raising an eyebrow at you, “Why are you being weird?’ He laughs.

You bite the inside of your lip to stop yourself from crying, “I’m not. I guess I just thought something was happening today. My bad.”

He gets off the bed and heads toward the bathroom, no doubt getting his morning shower. Once the bathroom door closes and you hear the water running, you gather your things and silently leave, making sure not to wake Jake and Carrington, who were still asleep. As soon as the morning air hits your face, the tears come. Slowly at first, and then more and more until you can’t see and your whole face is wet. You climb into the driver’s seat of your car, slapping the steering wheel with one hand as you continue to cry.

Eventually, your sobs turn to sniffles and you begin your journey back to your apartment. When you get inside you collapse on the couch, falling back asleep. Your body must have been exhausted from sobbing for thirty minutes straight.

After a couple hours, you are awoken by a call from Johnnie, which you pick up.

“Hello?” You say groggily, still waking up from your nap.

“Are you okay? You left super randomly and I thought we were having breakfast like we usually do when you sleep over,” Johnnie says frantically, not even bothering to say hi.

You snort. He could remember your breakfast tradition but not your anniversary? “I’m fine, Johnnie. I just felt like going home.”

“Y/n, I know you. Something’s up. Can you please come back over so we can talk about it?”

You think about it for a minute. As much as you’re angry at him right now, you still love him with every part of your body and soul. Maybe if you talked about it, you could better understand his side of things. Maybe he had a valid reason for forgetting.

“Okay. I’ll come back over now.” You’re about to hang up, but add, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Johnnie says, and you hang up.

When you arrive at his house again, you notice Jake and Carrington’s cars are gone from the driveway. Weird, you think, why would they both be gone at the same time?

You knock on the door, and Johnnie opens it briskly, “Hey, baby,” He says before motioning for you to come in. Upon entering the house, you find an array of breakfast foods prepared on the kitchen counter. Eggs, toast, pancakes, fruit, and bacon, all your breakfast favorites, along with freshly brewed coffee, all sat hot and ready. A massive bouquet of flowers stood in a vase with an envelope sticking out of the top, “HAPPY ANNIVERSARY” in Johnnie’s big, curvy handwriting. The coffee table in front of the couch is covered in messily wrapped gifts, and the TV is already prepared with your favorite show paused on screen.

You turn and stare at Johnnie, jaw dropped. He laughs, and reaches his arms out. You run to him and fling yourself into them, the force of your hug practically slamming his body into the wall.

“You didn’t forget?” you mumble between tears of joy.

“Of course I didn’t forget, baby,” Johnnie whispers back, “I just wanted it to be a surprise. I’m sorry I hurt your feelings in the process.” He rubs your back and pulls away slightly so that he can kiss your lips gingerly.

You place a hand on his cheek, gently rubbing your thumb across his skin. “It’s okay, love. This is… amazing. What did I do to deserve you?” You smile and kiss him again, as he lifts you off the ground and spins you around in his arms.

“Can I read the letter now?” You ask, only wanting to read it in front of him if he’s comfortable.

“Of course. It’s a little embarrassing, but… I asked for this,” He scratches the back of his neck and looks away, nervous.

“I’m sure it’s incredible, just like everything else about you.” You kiss his cheek before running over to the bouquet and snatching the letter. It reads:

Dear y/n,

I’ve never written a love letter before, but I guess there’s a first time for everything. Maybe it’ll be like writing a song, hard at first but once you get into a groove it’s harder to stop. Anyway, I just wanted to put in writing how much I love you. I can’t believe it’s already our one year anniversary. I feel like I’ve known you for so long, yet somehow also no time at all.

Before I met you, life was kind of shitty, but you make me feel like me again. You make me whole. I’ve never laughed with anyone how I laugh with you. You’re so smart it’s scary, but you never make me feel like I’m not. You’re the kindest person I’ve ever met, and we have the same sense of humor, which is just an added bonus. You’re also the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen in my life. I just don’t understand how I got so lucky.

I can’t wait to spend another year with you, and then five more, and then the rest of our lives. I’ll never stop loving you. I feel like I was put on this Earth to love you. So that’s what I’ll do. Until my dying breath I’ll love you and only you. Happy anniversary, my love.

Johnnie <3

“Oh Johnnie,” you sniffle, wiping another tear from your eye, “I love you so much.”

“You liked it?” He asks.

“I loved it.” He walks over to you and rests his hands on your hips, guiding you backwards so you’re leaning against the back of the couch. He stands between your legs and looks down at you, as you grasp the back of his neck in both hands and pull him into a deep kiss.

He inches closer to you, so your torsos are touching, and you continue sloppily devouring each other. You wrap your legs around him, pulling his pelvis even closer to you, feeling him growing hard against you.

“This why you kicked Jake and Carrington out?” You ask between kisses, as he moves down to kiss along your neck.

“Maybe,” He breathes into your skin.

“I wanna fuck you in every possible room we can think of. That can be our anniversary plan.” You giggle, blushing at the thought.

“Sounds good to me,” Johnnie says, pressing his forehead to yours. “But first, let’s eat this breakfast. I did not spend all morning cooking just for it to get cold and gross!”

“The fact that you cooked something just goes to show how much you love me,” You joke, and he laughs.

“You got me there.” He says, “But then again, I would literally do anything for you, y/n.”

You grin at him, “I love you.”

He kisses you in response, “Happy anniversary, baby.”

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[BONTEN HEADCANONS]

AN: I love Bonten, and I wish we could have had more info about the organization. But I know how sad it must have been to everyone there. They were empty and no one accomplished their dreams. These are just my thoughts and headcanons about them <3

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- Ran doesn't sleep as much as he used to. In fact, he usually sleeps around 3 or 4 hours per night. The slightest sound makes his body be on full alert mode. The first thing he does when he wakes up is text Rindou.

- Kokonoi doesn't sleep. He can't. Sanzu gave him some pills so he could just take a nap for 1 hour but he refused. His nightmares are way too real and he knows if he closes his eyes, he will have one again.

- Rindou lives under Ran's apartment. They both decided that they wanted independence but still keeping the security of being close to each other. At first he thought that it was the best thing ever, but after getting inside of Bonten... it wasn't that great. (he sleeps in Ran's couch from time to time).

- Kakucho's apartment is completely empty. He doesn't need any decoration or extra furniture. His futon, a bathroom and a kitchen is all he needs. He doesn't even know who he is anymore, why decorate a bunch of white walls?

- Kokonoi lives close to a shop called D&D motors. What a coincidence.

- I said it before but Mochi is the only executive I can picture marrying someone (maybe it's because I don't know too much about him). He lives with his wife in a penthouse full of security cameras. Sometimes he can sense the sadness in his partner's eyes and thinks about leaving them so they can live a happy life. But now, they're fully into the criminal path in life, and there's no turning back. They know who they are.

- Sanzu doesn't have a daiy routine. Most of his days are a blur and he's only conscious after he kills someone. And its not because he's high all time, but because he disassociates a lot from reality. Sometimes he can't distinguish if something happens in real life or if it was all in his mind. Mikey slaps him in the face when he sees that he's not here, and Rindou brings him a glass of water and something to eat.

- Aside from Mochi, they don't have a love life. Sure they have fallen love or had a crush, but at the end of the day, they're still the same guys who have a sense of loyalty and will to protect who they love. So they chose to not commit to anyone. It's better that way.

- Rindou shared some nights with a woman some 5 years younger than him. She used to make him food and offer him to take some leftovers when he left. He realized he fell in love when he spent a whole night at her place cuddling and watching movies. He finally felt the same joy he did when he was 17. So after he left her apartment the next morning, he broke his phone so she wouldn't contact him again. And he never turned back.

- Kakucho used to frequent a bar in Tokyo because he had business to do with some big guys who owned the place. It was all going according to the plan. But then he saw a waitress being harassed by a man while he was having a conversation and he lost all the concentration. Excusing himself from the table, he went straight to the man and punched him in the face. The girl looked at him with teary eyes and thanked him a thousand times. After he returned to the table, he gave some extra money to the owners of the bar so they can free that girl from the job. He left the place after making the deal that Mikey ordered to him and never returned.

- Ran fell in love with a single mother and the moment he met her kid, he knew it was over. Either he left in that moment, or he stayed with them (and made their lives more complicated). He left an insanely amount of cash with them to pay everything until the kid was 18 and never looked back. Sometimes he lies awake at night wondering about what could have been.

- I'm sorry but Mikey is a virgin. I can't picture him having a high libido while being in such a depressing state.

- Sanzu... he's complicated. Sure he hooks up with some random people from time to time but he thinks he has never fallen in love. And if he did, he wasn't aware that was love.

- Kokonoi only sleeps with blond people. He searches for someone that's not here anymore, but maybe if he drinks more wine, he'll be able to see her face and hear her voice again.

- About their accidents and close to death experiences, they all care about each other in some kind of level. Mikey made clear that their interests come first, but they can't help it. So when someone is shot, even if they have to continue the mission, they know better than to leave them to die. (I don't think this applies to Takeomi tho)

- Rindou was once shot twice while he was on a mission with Kakucho and Kokonoi. They both knew they couldn't leave him to die. Kakucho threw his body over his shoulder and ran to the car while Kokonoi made sure no one was following them. They don't know how they did it, but Rindou arrived alive to the headquarters. Ran didn't speak that night. After he made sure Rindou will be okay, he went to see Kakucho and Koko and bowed his body as low as he could.

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can I get more period fics please I just started mine & I want daddies Stucky to make it better

Hi there love 💜

Of course! everything you need! I hope you feel better and I hope you like what I write for you, sweetie! ❤️

Enjoy <3

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Warnings : period time, comfort, pet names, kisses, massages, reassurance, cuddles, bath, paci

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : A bad period time spend with your Daddies

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Your Daddy is downstairs, in the kitchen, preparing you a heater for your little tummy. Since you woke up this morning, you aren't able to leave the bed. The pain is too much and you can't find the strength to stand up and live your day like any other days.

Your Daddies spent the whole morning running around the house to find things that will make you feel better. Everything worked but just for a little while, and all this pain is exhausting you more than ever but it hurts too much for you to fall asleep.

The bip of the micro-wave is pulling him out of his thoughts. He pulls the heater out and wraps a towel around it before making his way upstairs.

When he walks in the bedroom he's relief to see that you're not crying anymore. Your Papa has you in his arms, his forehead against yours, his hand massaging your lower belly as he whispers sweet nothing.

"I've got your heater, beautiful" your Daddy quietly says as he walks toward the bed. Your Papa removes his hand and your Daddy replaces it with the heater. He kisses your nose before sitting on the bed beside you

"you feeling better, babygirl ?" he asks stroking your thighs. You groan and shake your head "still hurt, Daddy"

"Ohh, i'm sorry to hear it, little one" your Daddy says with a sad face "what can we do to make you feel better ?"

You shrug and close your eyes, you just want to take a nap. Maybe if you sleep the pain will go away... but it's impossible to fall asleep, not with your pain.

Your Daddies share a look before focusing back on you. Your Papa starts to massage your scalp softly making you sigh in contentement, you melt further into him at the touch.

Your Daddy keeps massaging your legs and feels your muscles relaxing under his hands "we'll try to help you falling asleep for your nap and then when you woke up we'll give you a warm bath to relax more" your Daddy says

You weakly nod your head "and then we'll eat whatever you want to eat, sweetie" your Papa adds.

"do you want a story to fall asleep, little one ?" Your Daddy asks, watching your eyes opening a little again. You shake your head again, you're too comfy for them to move to go grab a book. You don't want them to leave you, you don't want them to stop their massages. You want them close.

"close your eyes, baby" your Papa's voice sound so soft and gentle that you do it right away. You close your beautiful eyes and squirm a little until you get in a comfier position. He slides your paci in between your lips before dropping a sweet kiss on your forehead

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It took you some times to fall asleep but with your Daddies help you eventually succeed. They stayed by your side the whole time like they promised and kept massaging your sore body in hope to make you feel better in your sleep.

Now you're in your Papa's arms, he's boucing you as you try to wake up and try to focus on other things than your pain. Your Papa gave you a pain killer for your stomach and you patiently wait for it to start to take effect.

You watch your Daddy preparing your bath, he puts sweet soaps in it to make it better, just like you love.

Once the bath is ready, your Papa lowers you in it and helps you laying under the hot water. The water is hotter than usual, they always make sure to not burn you with the water of your bath but they know that hot things help you with the pain so they add degrees.

You close your eyes as your Daddy starts massaging your body while your Papa sits down on the ground and starts reading a story.

His voice combined at your Daddy's hands and the hot water is sending you in the most perfect spa you ever been in.

It's all you needed, them beside you, taking care of you while you relax and take your time to get over the pain

[waters-and-the-wilde]

so the thing I love about that bit in Shadows on the Ship. the fact that Jet clocks their couples' therapy as 'the poetry you write for each other' totally makes sense considering. juno 'broody monologues' steel, and peter 'i am most comfortable expressing myself by being dramatic’ ransom glass ‘my Wound still Throbs when’t Rains you Brute‘ nureyev dipping into some rhythmic if not straight up iambic cadence when he's Doing A Bit

RELATEDLY. i think they're talking about their feelings significantly more than they're having sex. are they doing it effectively? dEBAtabLE but they are trynig. (nothing particularly explicit here this is mostly cut for length but that's the general theme of it)

the fact that Juno gets flustered and Nureyev is like 'lol damn right' whenever the their relationship comes up suggests (to me! because i think it would be funny!) that everyone else thinks they're going at it every chance they get when it's really more like 50 percent cuddling and naps and 40 percent making stupid jokes and heckling each other's poor breakfast decisions and getting distracted by talking about their special interests and whatever else passes for their couple's therapy/poetry sessions and they're only going at it in the remaining 10 percent that they get the time and energy and privacy for it

so post Cyberbots when they've got the ship back up and Juno's like 'uh hey. so the big guy recently said something about how we've been 'inconsiderate neighbors' and he wants us to keep it down', Nureyev is. genuinely baffled??

because first of all Nureyev does actually possess at least one (1) situational awareness, he also values his own privacy and is overall fairly conflict avoidant with their family, and he recognizes that Juno is very flustered by the whole 'having housemates who tease him about his boyfriend' thing. so Nureyev might not feel shy about their relationship but he's perfectly capable of being discreet, with the result being that he at least has thought this through

and then Juno's like 'he said something about poetry. and I'm uh pretty sure he meant the. um. you know. talkingaboutfeelingsstuff'

'ohhhh well that makes more sense. oh and we did have that one conversation before the Blade job that went until three in the morning. you'd had an awful lot of coffee that day.'

'yeah and you got really excited about Venusian opera traditions'

'it's not my fault the president of Venus is apparently a walking pastiche. oh well i'm glad jet said something. we'll get him some of that loose-leaf tea for his stash as an apology. and keep a closer eye on quiet hours shall we'

'UGH fine i GUESS'

- the thing is when they're not an item, juno's not exactly getting flustered about his sex life considering he's touchy about fuckety everything else. mick and sasha have no qualms about heckling him about his taste in guys and he doesn't get pissy about it. alessandra punches him for trying to pull a humphrey bogart and he's like 'not my usual thing but hey', he and valles vicky wake up in the same bed and make icky faces at each other and move on, ramses is like 'did i say your apartment' and juno's like 'ughh it's too early for your bullshit'

- he gets flustered about Nureyev bc he has actual feelings about nureyev

- in embrace of ice he does say they spent a lot of that year being busy and tired and traumatized and in their heads a lot after rebuilding from that extremely fraught reunion, but those comments in Shadows did indicate that they were putting the work in and i think it left plenty of room for 'hashing out their communication styles and figuring out How They Work in the present' while still acknowledging that they hadn't really worked their way up to talking about their pasts

- and it just seems like every time someone alludes to their sex life, the incident in question is both more innocuous and considerably more private, and if anything Juno getting Weird and Pitchy over an innuendo would make a really convenient smokescreen to hide something he actually Feels Weird About

'you two are going to be very busy tonight' [what NO we do Not Need This Right Now oh my god Buddy he's upset with me leave him alone] *gets defensive, coffee everywhere* meanwhile Nureyev's like *be cool act smug yes Captain very droll*

'we already delayed for your private celebration' [jeez we only talked! and there was crying involved! and then we were tired and fell asleep!] *gets defensive* meanwhile Nureyev's like *be cool act smug we were definitely doing what you think we were doing and not crying at all*

'this is true i have heard it many times' [like hell you have? we haven't even been at it that much? and i'm pretty sure he only makes a move when he knows you're in the garage and going to be there for a while?] 'okay NOT what I MEANT' okay honey Jet doesn't even do innuendo (although he absolutely would mess with juno by setting him up for thinking it is one while still intending the straightforward meaning)

- but otherwise the complaints/comments they get about their pda are about being mushy and kissy but in a 'urgh they're mushy and kissy' not 'send them to horny jail' way

- further headcanons not necessarily bothering with citations in the text:

- the carte blanche has a rule about private activities in private spaces. juno and nureyev have never actually broken that rule. buddy and vespa definitely have.

- i'm pretty here for some flavor of demi/grey-ace nureyev. his attraction to Juno hinging inherently on feelings of trust. catching feelings right off the fucking bat because those prerequisites for attraction were revealed and fulfilled really fast. being really really into Juno but liking sex as an expression of that intimacy and a way of showing how he cares for him, no more or less than being mushy and kissy or giving him little enrichment puzzles to get out of bed and spend time with their family

- he's not above illicit smooch cruises for thrills and giggles but given a preference doesn’t really go in for actually getting off in places that aren’t beds in rooms with locking doors

- also they made out in the garage one (1) time and then jet showed up and stealth-checked them, startled juno into headbutting nureyev in the chin and giving him a split lip. which nureyev thought was funny and took completely in stride but juno felt bad about it and reminded him every time nureyev tried to egg him into smooching in places they shouldn’t.

- and eventually he pulled the ‘what if we get carried away and I say your real name in a part of the ship where somebody could overhear it’ card and nureyev went ‘alright point taken’ (and he does think it's sweet that juno's trying to look after him like that)

- i don't think juno inherently has hang-ups about being caught in flagrante but somebody and i cannot for the life of me remember whomst now recently made a post to the effect of 'if rita found out he was kissing boys she would scream and he already has a headache' and you know what. yeah i think that about sums it up

- but never mind finding out Nureyev's name because Juno yelled it in bed, it's a goddamn miracle that Jet didn't overhear it on any of the numerous occasions that Juno yelled it in frustration because Nureyev was winding him up during their couples' therapy

- anyway tune in next time for 'also i think Buddy and Vespa are having significantly more sex than everybody else is aware of and you know what good for them'

[mimikittysblog]

Lazy Valentine's Date with TXT

Pairing: TXT x gn! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: How would TXT spend their valentines with their significant other when one of them or both are feeling a little bit lazy?

Word Count: 1,8k words

A/N: Hi everyone! Happy Valentine’s Day! Whether you’re single or have a significant other, I hope you’ll still have a wonderful day filled with love from the people you love! Anyways I hope you enjoy this imagine I made. This is actually a re-upload of an imagine I made for instagram before I moved to tumblr. I wrote it as just a casual lazy date but changed it up or I guess I just added some Valentine’s Day elements to fit this holiday. Still hope you like it! Please give me some feedback by replying or reblogging! Thank you! Once again! Happy Valentines!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

Soobin

You and Soobin being quite the introverts found going out for a date after a very long week to be quite exhausting. So the both of you for this Valentine’s planned a stay in lazy date in the comfort of your own shared apartment. “Wanna just stay here be potatoes and not do anything for valentines?” Soobin asked you that morning with a cheeky bunny smile. You’ve never nodded so enthusiastically before in your life!

In the living room, you have a set of extra pillows and blankets (Kinda made a small yet very comfy fort) with an order of take out and iced coffees + extra snacks on the way and an array of movies and animes to marathon watch. “How could this be any more perfect?” You thought to yourself while smiling at the set up you’ve created.

“Oh baaabyy~~” Soobin called over for you, holding up two pairs of matching sweats and hoodies. Right then and there you realized, THATS how things could be more perfect! (In addition he purposely gave the biggest size for you). As planned you two spent the whole day and night cuddling while watching countless movies and animes. Munching and sipping on drinks and snacks plus the takeout. Then it ends wonderfully with the two of you snuggled up and sleeping on the couch.

Before you dozed off though, Soobin gave you a sweet and loving kiss on the top of your head. “I love you darling” he whispered. “I love you too Soobinnie” you whispered back with a wide smile. For the last time tonight you really thought to yourself “This couldn’t be a more perfect Valentine’s Day”

YeonJun

You and YeonJun had planned a picnic for this years Valentine’s Day but unfortunately the weather had different plans. YeonJun was peeking out the window from the kitchen with a soft pout. "I don't think it's going to stop soon..." He sighed and sat back down in front of your frowning self that’s when you got an idea. "We can still have the picnic! It’ll just be inside! And we can even cuddle up and take a nap right after!" You exclaimed with a smile. YeonJun blinked at you in surprised then smiled at the idea, “My pretty love is such a genius!” He exclaimed then quickly got to work.

So the both of you set up a picnic blanket in the middle of the living room and placing all sorts of foods and drinks you both made together and had planned to bring with you on top of it. Then once everything was set up for the next a couple of hours you talked, laughed and ate. Also had a little debate of who should have the last piece of food. The room filled with whines, giggles and “No! You!”’s. It finally ended when you just shoved the food in his mouth, with him whining with his adorable pout and promising to give you the last piece next time.

Cuddling for a bit more, you continued to talk about everything and anything completely forgetting about the time ticking and the world outside your home. It was only until you both got sleepy that you both decided to clean up and go cuddle in layers of blankets with mountains of pillows and nap.

The rain still has not lighten up. Raindrops were hitting the bedroom window softly. Eyes started becoming heavy and you started to drifted off not but not without you hearing a soft "I love you, Baby. Happy Valentine’s Day" from YeonJun that followed with a sweet kiss. He followed it by singing you a sweet song to help cap off an amazing Valentine’s.

Beomgyu

After a long week, miraculously Beomgyu has been worn out and has gone silent. However still being as caring as he is, he wanted to do something with you for this Valentine’s Day. However since you didn’t want to wear out your sweet boyfriend anymore than he already is, you both decided to have a date inside the house, barely doing anything and just be together. 

So you two have been cuddling on the couch mindlessly talking about anything that comes to mind while also scrolling through different shows that might be interesting for a good couple of hours and eating a heart shaped pizza that was available for this time of year. While it was a bit boring at first, being in each other’s arms was still very comforting and you two enjoyed each other’s presences very much. Then an idea came to mind to make this day a bit more interesting and might even be a pretty good Valentine’s Day gift for him.

“Hey, why don’t you teach me a bit on how to play your favorite video game and we can play together.” You offered him. The boy was too stunned to speak, he wasn’t really expecting that. “Really?!” He exclaimed, excited at the thought of his partner being intrigued and taking time to learn his interests. “Yeah! I wanna bond and have fun with my boyfriend of course!”

In the speed of light, he gave you a big SMOOCH being incredibly happy. That won’t last long though, as after teaching you and playing just a couple of rounds, it has come to the attention of both of you, that you are somehow a natural gamer and has gotten better scores than him each time. Boy got seriously grumpy.

However it was nothing some extra kisses, cuddles, affirming words that he is the best player ever and  “I love you”’s couldn’t fix . Plus a promise that he would win the next round. Although he was genuinely very happy that you two now have something else to bond over and happy you gave his interests a chance, he couldn’t have asked for a better Valentine’s Day gift. When the day finally came to an end the boy wasn’t so silent anymore. 

Taehyun

For Valentine’s Day, Taehyun planned to take you out the movies, the arcade and a nice restaurant for dinner, he really wanted to go all out this year. However when he saw how late you got home that night and how exhausted you were, he realized you most likely didn't really want to go out at all and exert anymore energy for the next day (maybe even for the next couple of days). So the next morning he let you sleep in as he cooked a late brunch for you then walked to the bedroom with the tray of said brunch.

Setting it down on the bedside table he softly whispered, "Sweetheart, wake up baby. You have to eat now and I have a surprise for you!" You whined but sat up byway once you smelled the food, which made him chuckle. Once you opened your eyes, you were at awe at how good the food looked, followed by feeling your heart melt at the sweet gesture from your boyfriend. “Happy Valentine’s Day love! Enjoy!” He told you as you thanked him and ate the food happily. He even occasionally fed you.

Once you were done with your food he brought you out to the living where the couch was covered with fluffy blankets and the coffee table had so much of your favorite snacks and drinks on it. The tv had Netflix already on, ready for you to select a show or a movie. And for some extra flare he also hung up some light valentine’s decorations and adorable fairy lights. You gasped in excitement and gratitude “Tyun! This is amazing!! Oh thank you!!" You then flopped onto the couch and cuddled yourself into one of the blankets.

Taehyun smiled at your cuteness as he sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you. "I originally planned on taking you out to the movies along with some other things, But.. I noticed you were exhausted from such a tiring week. So I decided that we have a movie marathon here instead." he explained with a smile as he looked at you with so much love and care. You pouted at his words, thinking of how much a wonderful boyfriend he is. You pulled him in a sweet kiss and kissed his cheeks as well. "Tyunnie! You're so sweet!! I love you so much! Thank you! Really! I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect date and boyfriend. Happy Valentine’s Day" He laughed as you kept rewarding him with kisses. He giggled out, "Anything for you my beautiful partner! Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you beyond words.” While he couldn’t execute his original plan this Valentine’s he was thankfully still able to go all out.

HueningKai

After what felt like forever you two finally had a day to where you could do anything together. What’s even better was that day happened to land one Valentine’s Day! The problem was... You both were kinda worn out and quite lazy to leave the comfort of your shared bed filled with soft and cuddly plushies. After an hour of you two being awake and just snuggled into each other in silence you piped up. "Should we go out today? To spend Valentine’s Day maybe?" After a moment of silence, Kai just gave a very disapproving noise as he just cuddled into you tighter.

“Let's just stay like this the whole day! Order food or something, it's too warm to leave... And who said you have to go out for Valentine’s Day hmm? We can spend it here! …Unless you really want to go out! Then of course we can go." He mumbled as he nuzzled into your neck. You giggled loudly, knowing your boyfriend must’ve been worried he could have upset you with his response as to why he uttered that last statement. When truthfully you couldn't have been happier with that answer. So you hummed and nodded in agreement and snuggled closer to him. “I think thats a wonderful idea.”

So for the next hours you two just cuddled , softly talking about things that happened through your busy schedules and giggling at random jokes. You two then decided to order some food. Then like you two agreed upon, you ate in bed while watching a movie on Kai's laptop, still snuggled up with the abundance of blankets. Of course his plushies watched with you. Though Kai had to cover their eyes during some not so very “plushie appropriate” scenes, according to him. Even though it was just some light kissing from some of the characters.

Once finished with your food, you cleaned up after yourselves then resumed your snuggle session. As the both of you drift off to sleep Kai whispers, "I'm so lucky to have you lovey. Thank you for the wonderful Valentine’s date, Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you" and a soft peck was then placed upon your lips. You then muttered a soft “Thank you too darling, and I love you too.” As you both then fell asleep with warm smiles and warm hearts surrounded by warm plushies.

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

© mimikittysblog 2023

[ruminate88]

Hurricane Andrew

This whole time I had believed Andrew was “normal” that there were no personality or mental issues. I had believed he was just like me. Believed he was capable of attachment, love, feelings and being honest with me. YET, there was so much confusion and frustration surrounding him. I had already spent a summer and now almost three months in an actual “relationship” with him all to be bread-crumbed still and manipulated into becoming obsessed with him and his opinions of me. I was overly obsessed with getting his approval and would think long and hard before texting him back. I couldn’t just be myself and say whatever I wanted. I did not understand that’s what was happening, I felt like he was a celebrity. Andrew seemingly appeared very popular at his school and on social media. I couldn’t understand why he’d even talk to me at all and did he really want a relationship with me?? Almost seemed too unreal for me.

Andrew’s sudden interest in me after new years only made me more hopeful!!! Slowly Andrew began to “love-bomb me” again. January 3rd 2015, on a Friday night, something happened between us. We were talking and “sexting” as usual accept Andrew opened up to me and expressed feelings to me he hadn’t expressed before. It’s almost like he had to realign me after how shaky he made me on Christmas, so he made me truly believe we were falling in love. I was higher than a kite and didn’t see how I could return to planet earth. Andrew became super romantic towards me and suddenly was showing me so much attention.

Something I didn’t realize is, manipulators do something called “Intermittent Reinforcement” where they randomly show you love and attention but then ignore you again. Andrew had to start doing this in order to keep me from being too shaky and walking away. I had my doubts on Christmas Day but new years, I was a new woman. I was falling so very hard for Andrew. He went back to school but didn’t change!! He continued to message me a lot more than he had been leading up to that point. Andrew was being so romantic and lovey-dovey. I didn’t recognize him but I didn’t care. I was so happy and over the moon for his new found romantic behavior!!

Andrew would text me “good morning baby 😘” and also send me a Snapchat from his shower, saying he’s tired and wants to “take me back to bed.” Then would snap me from his class, then snap me on his walk back to the apartment, snap me pics of his “homework” and tell me how he just wanted to nap with me and didn’t care about his work. Then he would talk about cuddling me in his bed and make me feel like I had died and gone to heaven!! Andrew was just being so crazy romantic to me!!

It all lasted for awhile but wasn’t perfect. He still was in a fraternity and he was an ambassador for his college. He would have to be in “meetings” so I did have to spend some time away from him but I was still super hopeful. I didn’t want his new found interest in me to go away but nothing last forever. The romantic attention would slow down then pick back up, then slow down… it was not consistent.

I was also confused as to one day he snapped me while walking from class and says, “babe I really need you here!! I wish you could just come here!” I asked what was wrong and he told me “he just found out his grandma died” OKAY but never saw him with tears, never heard about a funeral or thought he was that much upset after that snap. It was so weird and bizarre!! I tried to “comfort” him and be there but it didn’t make sense. I stupidly believed him though because he had been so romantic towards me, I wanted so bad to trust him!!

One morning we talked about wanting to “actually be together” so I asked him was he ready to tell our parents about our relationship and he said “we need to meet each other first and know each other a little better first.” UGH soooo I found out a Maroon 5 concert was going on at his school campus. I got brave and asked him to go with me to the concert and finally meet in person!!! My heart was racing and I thought I would be sick. OF COURSE Andrew had an excuse… said to me, “that sounds so fun but I just feel now isn’t a goood time for me. I have so much going on with school and my parents are so strict on me to do well in school, I really need to focus.” HOWEVER, he was texting me and snap chatting me that very night from a fraternity party…. How could his parents be so strict on him not to go to a concert yet he’s at a party?? I JUST KNEW he was lying to me and hiding stuff from me but I was afraid to admit it or accept it. It just hurt me too bad because he had been so romantic and even talked about us “being together” so then how could he not want to meet??? (His actions was not matching his words and that’s manipulation in itself)

His birthday came in January too of 2015 and he had actually been doing better towards me. Texting me more and being more present with me even though he wouldn’t meet me yet but still sometimes would quit responding to me. I recall waiting up till midnight to wish him a happy birthday, hoping to shower him with love and make him feel special. I also wanted him to give me anything. He had been giving me so little I just didn’t understand how to change the situation. I wished him happy birthday and he thanked me but acted incredibly weird. I was only trying to make his day “special” but at some point he actually said, “I just don’t feel good and I’m home busy with my family.” Wow…. Okay?!! I was confused and bothered with that. Andrew ignored me the whole day of his birthday and refused to tell me any gifts he wanted or tell me what his birthday plans were. I was just overly concerned at this weird behavior but again I was super attached and invested plus he still called me “babe” when we talked. Never called me by my real name. I wondered many a days did he even know or remember my real name???

As I recall weird situations like this, the timeline is fuzzy for me and confusing but I’ve slowly been putting the pieces together even all these years later!! Also I never understood someone like Andrew, has many boundaries and is controlling/dominating against you but hates when you create boundaries against them. It not only hurts their opinions of you but turns them off!!! One night Andrew and I were “sexting” and in the heat of our words and sending nudes, he typed in something very disrespectful towards me!! He was saying something he would “do to me” but it was something gross and aggressive. He has always always been so “lovey-dovey” he had never said such a pornographic and disgusting thing to me before… I immediately texted back that I was grossed out by what he said and felt like a toy. I told him I was NOT interested in ever trying that with him and was bothered and upset he ever said it… I remember for the first time, I IGNORED HIM! I was so frustrated and confused. It was hard not to text him but I had to stand up for myself!! I couldn’t let him treat me that way!! Not even 45 mins went by and he texted me apologizing for what he said and promised me he would never do that to me… I actually told him, “it’s okay but if you abuse me, you’ll lose me ✌🏻” (wow I had NO idea what I was even saying)

of course my ability to stand up for myself affected Andrew’s opinion of me and he no longer saw me as “the perfect supply” willing to do anything for him… that’s sad!!! He changed and by Valentines, he was cold! 🥺 I had been so excited and hopeful for v-day prior to this but could sense a major shift in our relationship. Andrew definitely pulled away!!!

On v-day of 2015, he’s snap chatting me, sitting on his bed, with his headset on, playing video games. I asked him “what is your plans for v-day” AND he cried to me saying “I never get time to myself. I’m always studying and doing homework. I just want a break!!” Said he’s spent so much time with me, he just wants to play his games… I was majorly let down and disappointed! I continued to Snapchat him desperately trying to make sense and hope he’s still “interested in me”. He did flirt with me on Snapchat but was still playing his video games and making me feel crazy like he doesn’t love me yet he’s flirting with me so he does love me but he’s not making v-day special at all. I was afraid to speak up and say how I really felt and sensed he was somewhat cold towards me and I didn’t want to lose him.

Eventually Andrew had stopped responding to me on Snapchat and KiK. I laid awake till 3AM waiting and waiting for him to respond to me. I felt so sad and hurt that v-day was over and my bf was playing video games, so distant and not super romantic with me. I finally fell asleep so sad but when I woke up, he had texted me “good morning babe. How did you sleep?” WHAT?!!! I told him I didn’t sleep good that I was up late AND he tells me “I didn’t sleep at all. I got sick to my stomach and was up all night in the bathroom!!!” Okay… what??? When he stopped responding, he had been playing video games in his room. I was beyond frustrated and confused. Andrew has always told me prior to that whenever he got sick. Why wouldn’t he tell me now???

so I confronted Andrew and told him I waited up till 3am for his response and why didn’t he tell me he got sick????? (When he has always told me before if he was sick or not) He claimed it was cuz it was his stomach and he was in the bathroom all night… (said he was embarrassed) also said sorry for making me wait up for him but ok… I just KNEW he was lying to me. I tried so hard to push myself to accept his answer and trust him but I just knew he lied and wasn’t sick. I knew he was probably talking to other girls too it didn’t sit well with me but I was afraid to lose him so I took his word and tried to act “normal” with him but I just felt a shift between us and felt he was slowly turning cold towards me.

THEN CAME THE “DEVALUATION PHASE”…

[annieintheaair]

It’s 7am. I’ve been awake since 3am, tossing and turning, listening to ocean sounds, hoping to calm me and put me back to sleep. No luck.

Around 5am, after laying in bed for two hours not sleeping, a purple orb appeared in my bedroom. Of course, I had to google it. What did it all mean? Well, I read about it here. To say I’ve been freaking out is an understatement. I lost all hope of falling back asleep after that. How appropriate that hours after writing here about feeling alone, a purple orb would show up to remind me that I’m not alone. What other messages did they come to share? Was it a message about forgiveness? Healing? I’m not entirely sure but I tried my best not to be scared and try to understand that it was supposed to be a comfort.

Last night I conquered one of my biggest fears— driving in the rain. It was a monsoon outside. I swear the rain came down even harder just as I was about to leave my house. I almost accepted the late cancel fee just so I wouldn’t have to drive. I prayed the entire way. It was so hard to see with the rain just pouring buckets. It reminded me of the night back in June when I drove through the rain and flooded and totaled my dream car. I still have PTSD from that day.

I wish I could say that the drive to yoga was worth it but instead I spent the whole class losing my balance, completely unfocused, and trying not to throw up. I almost walked out 15 minutes into class because I wasn’t sure if I could make it. By the end of class, as I’m usually dreading it coming to an end, not wanting to get up from shavasana, instead I was trying to resist the urge to check my watch to see when it would be over. I couldn’t wait to get home.

All day yesterday, I tried to put shows and movies on. Two days in a row, I can’t even tell you what I tried to watch because my attention was completely gone. Instead, I clocked more hours yesterday at my part-time job than I’ve ever clocked there before. I spent my entire day pouring myself into emails, helping customers, trying to do damage control to solve all of their problems, and preparing a report for the meeting that I have to lead every Tuesday.

By 3pm yesterday, I still hadn’t eaten a single thing. My stomach hurt and I was hungry but felt like eating anything would make me feel worse. Instead, I poured myself a mug of beef broth and sipped on it while I worked.

I wish I could rewind time; turn the clock back; find a time machine. I don’t even need to go back that far, just a few days so I could redo everything, make different decisions, and fix my mistakes. Maybe I’d be sleeping better, eating, and not feeling so sick. Maybe I wouldn’t be thinking about the Home Chef order that will probably go to waste this week because I can’t eat it.

Dogs always know when you’re sad. When I woke up at 3am, both of my dogs were cuddled up close next to me. I reached over to pet them and they both gave me kisses. We seriously do not deserve dogs.

At this point, going back to sleep probably won’t happen. Maybe I can get myself asleep for an afternoon nap later before work but I’m not counting on it. Coffee would be nice today if I could actually drink it.

Oh, 2024, I’m already disappointed.

xoxo

Annie

*After I wrote this, I actually did end up falling asleep for a short period of time. I had a weird but comforting dream. For a while, I felt like I could still feel Dan around after he passed but then it felt like he went away once he knew I was okay and moving on. After seeing the purple orb this morning, in my dream, which felt so real, he showed up. No words were spoken. He walked up to me and gave me a hug as I cried. It felt like the ultimate goodbye. When the dream continued on without him, I felt a weird sense of comfort, like it was all suddenly ok.*

[foxy-eva]

Birthday Surprise

Summary: Spencer got his partner’s birthday wrong, but who could say no to a day full of pampering?

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader 

Category: Fluff

Content Warnings: food mentions

Author’s Note: I wrote this for @ofwilliamandwalter ‘s birthday celebration! Happy birthday Emmy! I used the prompt: Person A got Person B’s birthday wrong and spends the whole day pampering them. Person B finds it too adorable to say anything.

Word count: 1.5k

Masterlist

The sunlight illuminating the bedroom got harder to ignore every minute passing, slowly waking you from your slumber. Before you even dared to let your eyes flutter open, you stretched your arms to make contact with your boyfriend, only to find empty sheets where he usually lay. 

His absence confused you. Whenever you spent the night together, he couldn’t get enough of those precious morning cuddles the next day. 

Once all of your senses were fully awake, you noticed the sounds of clinking dishes coming from the kitchen. With heavy limbs you rolled out of bed, stretched your body for a moment and walked over to the bedroom door separating you from him. When you opened it, you noticed the scent of coffee and the quiet humming of your partner. 

“Spencer?” You called into the empty living room with a raspy voice. 

He appeared around the corner with a startled expression on his face.

“Please go back to bed. You’re not supposed to be up yet,” he almost whispered. 

Confused about his reaction, you tentatively asked, “What are you up to?”

Very suspiciously he called out, “Nothing!”

He walked over to you and led you back to bed with a firm hand on your shoulder. Your body complied without questioning him, lying back down on the bed in hopes he would join you. When he pulled the blankets over your body and attempted to walk away you grabbed his wrist. 

“No! Stay. I miss you!” You whined. 

He placed a soft kiss on your forehead and whispered, “I’ll be right back. Just a minute.”

He was gone from your sight before you could protest him more. You closed your eyes as you waited for his return, slowly drifting back to sleep in the comfort of the bed. The sound of his voice brought you back from your brief nap. 

Before you could see him, you heard him singing a very out of tune version of Happy Birthday. He entered the bedroom holding a tray, singing the last lines of the birthday song as he neared the bed. You sat up, leaning against the headboard and looked at him in confusion. 

Today was not your birthday. 

Spencer, however, seemed very convinced about that as he placed the tray on your lap and a soft kiss on your lips. 

“Spencer, this - “ 

You were interrupted with another kiss before he said, “I know, you said I didn’t need to make a big deal out of your birthday when we talked about it a few weeks ago. But I wanted to do something special for you anyway. I have the whole day planned, breakfast in bed is just the first one of my surprises.”

You didn’t know what to say. Spencer looked at you with so much joy and adoration in his eyes, making it impossible to tell him the truth. You decided that there would still be time to tell him that your actual birthday wasn’t for another week. Right then you were too excited to see what else he had planned for you. 

Your eyes fell to the tray in your lap. He had prepared your favorite breakfast and placed a little flower beside the plate. Spencer carefully crawled into bed beside you, kissing your cheek and whispering, “Happy birthday, my love.” 

After finishing your breakfast, you insisted that he had to stay in bed with you for a little while longer to make up for the lack of morning cuddles. You lay securely inside his embrace, breathing in his scent as he tenderly let his fingertips wander over your body. Your hand slipped under his shirt, craving the feeling of his skin under your palm as you brushed over his back. 

Tilting your head, you found his lips in a sweet kiss before you wanted to know, “So, what else do you have planned for today?”

“We’d have to leave bed to find out,” he chuckled. 

For a moment you contemplated your options but got too excited to see all of his surprises to stay still. You got up from bed and walked over to the bathroom but turned around to look at your boyfriend before entering. 

“Just to be clear, this will be continued later!” You snickered. 

“Anything for you on your special day,” he cooed. 

After getting ready for the day, Spencer led you to his car where you found a little succulent on the passenger seat. 

“This is actually the second clue about where we’re going,” he said as he started the engine.

You thought really hard about what the first clue was until you saw a pattern. There was a flower placed next to your breakfast plate. You remembered talking about wanting to go to the botanic garden a while ago. 

“The botanic garden! I’ve always wanted to go there!” You exclaimed and added, “And with my personal guide at that. I bet you know a lot about plants.”

Spencer averted his eyes from the road for a moment to smile at you. 

“I might have read a book or two in preparation for this day.” 

Well aware that this was his way of saying he had basically read every book about flora he could find in the library, you broke out in a fit of giggles. 

You relished every second of walking around the botanic garden, listening to Spencer sharing his facts about every flower and plant that interested you. After that he took you to your favorite place for lunch, having the staff sing the second Happy Birthday of today when they served you a cupcake as a dessert.

After a walk in a park, Spencer took you to a coffee place you hadn’t been to before. He told you that they apparently did pretty impressive latte art there and he had wanted to show you for a while. He told you to take a seat as he placed his orders, smiling brightly when he watched the barista serve your coffee. You found the image of an adorable cat in the foam of your beverage. 

“That’s so cute!”

“Actually, it’s another clue,” Spencer let you know. 

You raised your eyebrows at him, thinking about what that could mean. It was unlikely that he would get you an actual cat, you were sure he would discuss something like that beforehand. Unlike the clues about the botanic garden, you weren’t able to decipher this one yet. 

“I think I might need another one,” you confessed. 

“Please don’t make me sing again,” he chuckled. 

“What does that have to do with… Oh!” 

Cats and singing was the information you needed to figure it out. 

“Cats, the musical?” You wondered. 

Spencer nodded. You recalled a conversation you had with him about that on your very first date. Your grin quickly dropped when you remembered about the little secret you kept from your boyfriend. 

“Spencer… this is too much,” you mumbled. 

“Don’t be ridiculous. You deserve the special birthday treatment.”

You averted your eyes from him, not daring to look at him when you confessed, “Not when it’s not actually my birthday.”

“I don’t understand.”

Your eyes locked with his, finding him staring at you in confusion. You explained, “Today is not my birthday. It’s next week.”

That didn’t do anything to lessen his confusion. “No, it’s not? You told me it was today.”

You had already figured out the reason for this misunderstanding earlier. Shortly after your third date, Spencer was working a case in a small town in the middle of nowhere. He called you every night but you could barely understand one another.

“You mean on that phone call with the very bad reception a few months ago? I couldn’t understand half of what you were saying,” you reminded him. 

He raised his eyebrows as he grasped what you were saying, mumbling, “I really thought I heard you right.”

“You didn’t. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.”

Spencer reached over the table to touch your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. His facial features softened and his eyes radiated nothing but warmth and love. 

“Don’t apologize, it’s okay. I’m happy to treat you like this every single day. This just gives me a reason to pamper you again in a couple of days.”

His reaction surprised you but you still needed more reassurance when you asked, “So you’re not mad?”

“Of course not. We had an amazing day so far and I’m really looking forward to continuing it anyway. I love to see you happy. I can’t wait to do this again next week.”

That made your heart swell, feeling lucky to have someone as amazing as him as your partner. 

With a playful tone in your voice you chirped, “Maybe we should celebrate my birthday every week!”

Leaning over the table, Spencer’s lips found yours in a chaste kiss before he whispered, “Every day I can spend with you is worth celebrating.”

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can I request were the reader is sick (not covid) and vinnie takes care of her and he reads a book for her to fall asleep thank you :)

a.n. someone being all soft and caring for you when you’re sick 🥺 adorable. && reading a book to help you fall asleep 🥺🥺 my heart!

sick day || vinnie hacker x reader

you woke up this morning feeling as if you’d been hit by a bus.

your throat was super dry and scratchy, your nose stuffed and your head was pounding. let’s just say you felt like absolute shit.

you rolled over to see that vinnie was already awake. “morning, sleepyhead. about time you woke up, you don’t usually sleep this late.”

“yeah, i’m not feeling too great right now.” you rasped, the words coming out as more of a whisper.

“awe you don’t sound too good, sweet girl.” he reached out to press his hand to your forehead, checking if you had a fever. “you feel hot too. let’s get you some medicine.”

he walked into the bathroom, searching through the cabinet for some cold medicine. once he spotted it, he snatched the box and was back by your side in no time. “here take two of these,” he dropped the tablets in your hand, “do you need more water?”

“i’m good, i still got some. thank you, bub.” you took a swig of water before popping the pills into your mouth as he stood in front of you.

“good girl.”

“are you hungry? you want anything to eat?”

“pastina, please!” whenever you were sick growing up, your grandma would always make you pastina and it stuck with you ever since.

“coming right up.”

-

about twenty minutes later, vinnie walked back into your bedroom with a bowl of buttery pastina in one hand and a cup of green tea in the other.

“here you go baby. the tea will help soothe your throat.”

he was about to leave the room again but you called out for him before he could. “wait, where are you going? i want you to stay,” you pouted.

“don’t worry, baby, i’m not leaving you. i just going to get my bowl from the kitchen. i’ll be right back.” he pressed a quick kiss to your forehead, and left the room.

he was back in bed with you before you knew it and you cuddled up to his side. “movie day?” he questioned. you nodded with a small smile on your face. you always loved when you guys spent all day in bed, and being sick, so even though it sucked, was the perfect excuse to do so. “what do you wanna watch?” he hummed.

“aquamarine! i loved that movie as a kid.”

he pressed play on the movie at your request and brought you closer to him. it always made him sad to see you sick. you were always so happy and full of energy, so to see you so unlike yourself was something he did not enjoy.

once your bowl of pasta was empty, he took it from you to place it on the bedside table next to him. you laid your head in his lap as he played with your hair.

you felt yourself relaxing, but you couldn’t quite fall asleep.

you managed to watch all of aquamarine, and whole other movie before vinnie suggested you get some rest. “you should try to take a nap, sweetheart. you seem tired.”

“i can’t fall asleep,” you whined, now feeling frustrated.

he thought for a second before an idea popped into his head. “reading always helps you fall asleep, why don’t we try that.” he grabbed the book sitting on the table beside him and opened it to your bookmarked page.

he began softly reading the words to you while also continuing to run his fingers through your hair, hoping this would help you relax completely.

he got through a chapter before looking down to see your eyes shut and mouth slightly parted open. he could definitely tell how stuffed your nose was by the way you were breathing.

he figured while you were sleeping, he would run to the store to pick up cough drops, nasal spray, some soup for later, and a pint of ice cream to calm your throat.

he tried to move out from under you as slowly and carefully as possible so he didn’t wake you, but to his luck your body shifted and eyes fluttered open. “where you going?” you mumbled.

“i just going to get you some more medicine and some soup for dinner. i’ll be right back, baby. go back to sleep, okay? get some rest.”

he stayed sat next to you for a few extra minutes, wanting to make sure you fell back asleep before he left.

[cerebrumrott]

Obey Me! Shall we Date?

Brothers x MC

Synopsis: Reaction to one of the other brothers insulting you

Lucifer

It had started out as a nice evening for once. Though of course that would never last with his brothers. Levi was at Mammon's throat all through dinner over some dumb figurine he was missing.

The argument quickly escalated into a full on screaming match, just as Lucifer was about to tell them both to shut up or take their pissing contest else where. You had chimed in asking them rather politely not to fight at the table.

Leviathan on his war path didn't stop to think before insults were thrown your way. "Shut up you worthless human and stay out of it for once!" Levi had snapped.

Everyone almost leapt out of their chairs in fear when Lucifer's fist loudly collided with the table silencing the room. "Leviathan you will apologize and go to your room." Lucifer said clearly a command and not a suggestion.

Levi now scared and embarrassed muttered a rushed apology to you before scampering away his tail literally tucked between his legs as he had been so startled by Lucifer's intervention that he had poofed into his demon form.

Once dinner was over Lucifer pulled you aside to ask if you were okay. With reassurance from you that you are indeed fine and didn't take anything that was said to heart he can go about his night without worry.

Mammon

It had been a rather stressful day for everyone in the house. Tensions were high and it resulted in Mammon acting as the punching bag for his younger siblings. Not that he really minded in all honesty as he knew they were just letting off steam and didn't mean anything they said.

Asmodeus was currently laying into him as the two sat in the living room. Mammon admittedly antagonizing Asmodeus into saying some particularly mean things as he just played stupid further annoying his little brother.

You had been an innocent bystander, sitting on the other side of the room just watching the whole spectacle before you whilst working on a school project. Mammon had something particularly weird in response to one of Asmo's outbursts which had pulled a small laugh out of you.

Though that had been enough for Asmodeus to turn his frustration on you in that moment. "Shut up you ugly bitch!" Asmodeus snapped but as soon as the words left his mouth the regret seeped into his features.

Mammon was far past playing now as he rose from his seat glaring down at Asmodeus. "Apologize Asmodeus." Mammon nearly shouted. Asmodeus was taking far too long for Mammon's taste to apologize and it was quickly angering him to the point he could feel his teeth grinding together.

Asmodeus quickly apologized to you after seeing how serious Mammon was before excusing himself. You weren't so much as hurt by the words as you were just taken aback by the sudden turn on you.

Mammon none the less joined you were you were sitting practically draping himself over you as he pulled you into his arms. "Don't worry MC the great Mammon is here there is no need to cry." "I'm not crying-" "Shhhh, it's okay." He would loudly hush you while smiling feeling better when he hears you laugh again.

Leviathan

He was sitting with you in your bedroom. Excitedly explaining the plot to this new game that was coming out and how it ties into the tv show it was based off of. Though Mammon who had been pacing around the room sulking was getting rather sick of Leviathan's consumption of your attention.

Mammon short on patience snaps at his brother urging to him to just shut up and get lost. Before Leviathan could retort for himself you had leapt to his defense.

"So what you are just as big of a loser as he is now?!" Mammon scoffed though the panic in his eyes was evident when he saw how upset Leviathan was at insulting his henry.

Leviathan literally hissed in anger at his brother as his tail lashed out behind him Demon form in full swing as he positioned himself between you and the idiot now backing up with his hands raised.

"N-Now Levi lets think about thi-" "Apologize and get out!" Leviathan roared his fangs bared to his idiot of a brother.

Mammon sputtered out an apology over his shoulder as he ran out of the room slamming the door behind him as Levi turned back to you. He spends the next ten minutes making sure you are okay.

"Levi I promise I'm fine." "Are you sure?" "I'm sure." "Are you sure you're sure?" "Levi please..."

Satan

Satan had been sorting through his collection in the library when you joined him. One thing led to another and now the two of you were working on using one of the spare bookshelves to turn it into your own little reading nook where Satan could put books he wanted you to read and you could easily browse your way through them.

Things were going swimmingly if Satan had to say so himself. He was happily chattering about books he thought you would like and was even more excited when you suggested a few for him to read himself.

The two of you so engrossed in the world you had formed between the two of you had forgotten that Belphegor was attempting to nap on the couch.

Satan had handed you a book and was beaming down at you as you exclaimed excitedly starting to explain how this was one of your childhood favorites when Belphegor yelled out in frustration.

The rage in Belphegor was painfully clear to Satan as his younger brother sat up suddenly glaring at the two of you with irritation.

"MC Do you not know when to shut your damned mouth!" Belphegor snapped as he stood to leave in a fury. Though he hadn't taken more than a few steps when Satan's roar made him turn back in fear.

Satan was unable to hold himself back as he flew forward tackling his younger brother to the ground his weight driving the air from Belphegor's lungs. The two wrestled for a moment both now in their Demon forms lashing out at each other, Belphegor attempting to throw Satan off of him by kicking out and scratching him with his thorn laced tail. This did nothing more than anger Satan further as he screamed pulling back his arm to punch Belphegor right in his face.

Satan was a half a second from caving Belphegor's head in when he felt you throw yourself on him arms wrapped around his neck as you asked him to stop.

He hesitated a moment as he listened to your pleas. Belphegor used this opportunity to squirm out from under Satan bolting from the room with a speed that was unlike the avatar of sloth. Satan would have laughed had he not still been boiling inside.

Rather than chase down his brother he instead turned to you holding you against his chest as he took many, many deep breaths until finally the calm returned to him and he could look down at you without seeing red.

"Thank you for standing up for me but please don't murder the others for me." "Not even a little?"

Asmodeus

Asmodeus had acted on instinct as he felt his arm snap out from his side his hand cracking across his brothers face. Even when his brother turned to look at him with a devastated look he couldn't help the anger seeping from him.

Asmo had spent the morning with you helping to assemble a new wardrobe for you with outfits more suited to devildom weather. Seeing as much of the clothing in majolish was designed with demon physic in mind, you had grown a bit timid in some of your choices.

Asmodeus was having none of that, wanting to show you how beautiful you are insisted on a mini fashion show in his room.

You had been loving it so far. Asmo taking special time to pull you in front of his full size mirror and point out all the best parts of you and your clothes. He was also quite enjoying the snuggling and cuddling between outfit changes.

You were trying on your last outfit, one you had been openly against initially due to its sheer fabric and open back. While in the bathroom changing, Asmo took the time to fold up your purchases slipping in a few shirts of his own for you to add to your collection that he thought you would like.

When Mammon let himself in...

The second oldest threw the door open striding in going on about something about Asmo hoarding you all to himself just as you stepped out from the bathroom shyly showing off your new shirt.

Before Asmo could throw Mammon out by the scruff he turned to look at you and snorted upon seeing what you were wearing.

"MC, How can you let Asmo do that to you? Don't you feel stupid dressed up like some old geezer?" Mammon teased not at all seeing the effect it had on you. Asmo could feel his heart clench as he saw your face fall.

"You don't like it?" "I mean MC you look like one of the pirate people from the movies you had us watching." Mammon laughed as Asmo stepped forward glaring up at him

"That's enough out of you, get out." Asmo snapped motioning towards the door as mammon gave him a confused expression

"So you can let MC walk around looking stupid? I don-" Mammon wasn't able to finish his sentence as Asmo's arm snapped out slapping Mammon across the face.

The impact sounded much worse than it truly was as Mammon stared down at his younger brother in surprise.

"Don't you dare say such things to MC when you dress like a total slob half the time! They will be taking no mind to the words of a fool like you!" Asmodeus all but growled as he grabbed Mammon by the collar of his shirt and tossed him out of his room.

Asmodeus was absolutely fuming as he walked back to you pulling you into his arms and snuggling you against him.

"Don't you listen to a single word that come out of that idiots mouth do you hear me? He wouldn't know a thing about beauty if it hit him upside the head." "You did just slap him Asmo." "My point exactly! He still couldn't see how dazzling you look!"

Beelzebub

The two of you had been cooking dinner in the kitchen. Really it was Beel's turn to cook but he couldn't be trusted not to just eat it all before serving it so you were on babysitting duty.

Even though it wasn't your turn to do anything you still insisted on helping Beelzebub with chopping and prepping things while he took care of the more labor intensive tasks.

Whilst working Asmodeus had made his way into the kitchen to get himself something to drink. You had yet to notice him as you were too focused on kneading dough to realize the brother was walking behind you. It was only when you suddenly whipped around with a handful of dough and splattered the avatar of lust across the chest that you realized your mistake.

The shriek that came out of Asmodeus startled Beel from his own work turning back just in time to see the anger flash across his older brother's face seeing his shirt was ruined.

"MC why is it that you can never do the simplest of things right?! Are you stupid!?" Asmodeus had snapped letting his anger over take his thoughts. Too busy trying to clean his shirt he didn't notice the tears welling in your eyes, but Beelzebub did.

"Asmo, you know it was an accident so apologize for yelling at them." Beel said sternly coming over to look down on his older brother.

"I think not! Look at the state of my shirt!" Asmo huffed only now glancing up to see you wiping the tears from your eyes with the corner of your apron.

"Asmodeus, Say your sorry." Beel urged as Asmodeus pouted pulling you into his arms.

"I'm sorry MC I lost my temper and I didn't mean it." Asmo apologized and Beel beamed down at the two of you happy that you two had made up.

"Group hug!" Beelzebub announced as he was already wrapping his arms around the two of you and squeezing

Belphegor

Belphie had decided that today was going to be a day just for the two of you. With enough snacks and drinks hoarded up in the attic to keep even Beelzebub sated. He stole you away early in the morning content to snooze the day away with you at his side.

It was nearing mid day when Belphegor was roused from his nap. He was still curled into your side as he opened his eyes seeing you trying to have a whispered conversation with Lucifer who was looming over the bed with a sour expression.

"Seriously MC now is not the time to be wasting about when you have work to be doing. Now get up and stop being so lazy, You think you would know better than to-" Lucifer ranted his voice slowly raising in timber as he grew more heated.

Belphegor felt his own temper flare just from hearing Lucifer's voice but then knowing he was harassing you sent it over the edge. Belphegor couldn't help the growl that started in his throat his demon form appearing before he himself could register it.

Without rising from the bed he felt the thorns on his tail bristle as he wrapped it around you barricading you from his older brother.

"Go away..." Belphegor grumbled glaring up at Lucifer through his bangs. Clearly not wanting to deal with Belphegor's attitude Lucifer simply sneered and strode off making a few remarks as he left though Belphegor ignored them preferring to you you down into his arms.

"Ignore him he doesn't know anything..." Belphegor yawned tucking your head under his chin. He could feel the dwindling tension in your shoulders as he pulled you close. Rubbing his hand in circles on your back he felt the unease slowly slip from you before he himself slipped into sleep.

He admits he may be over reacting with this next part but Lucifer's already poor sleep may be just take a nose dive with the ideas he was cooking up.

[beyondspaceandstars]

The Sleeping Situation

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: minor mentions of blood, minor (non-descriptive) violence Summary: You finally convince Bucky to sleep with you in the bed, as opposed to the floor, but you find it doesn't exactly go as smoothly as you had hoped it would, leading to some taunting emotions and revelations. A/N: This one went over pretty well on ao3 so fingers-crossed y’all enjoy too! idk how different audiences are - i just like sharing my work :)

Masterlist

You had finally convinced him. After weeks of hints and attempting, he had finally placed himself beneath the duvet, snuggled up right next to your body. 
It was something close to a miracle. Bucky had been sleeping on the floor for as long as you could remember. It had become really something you accepted — like clockwork, after watching a show or movie in the bed, he’d let you doze off then untangle himself to go to the living room.

When you first moved in, he didn’t think you really noticed. He’d always be up before you anyways, nothing seeming out of place but as if you possessed some sixth sense, you could always feel Bucky’s arms leave your waist as he went to retire in the living room.

During attempts at bringing up the bed, Bucky would dismiss it, saying he just hated how soft it was. He couldn’t get comfortable. He wasn’t used to it at all. And while you didn’t doubt this for a second, you still felt something deeper worries had been brewing.

You had decided to start small by having Bucky stay cuddling after your nightly movie viewing. You two would lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling, mindlessly talking about whatever was going on with your days. He seemed at peace with this until your eyes started drooping. Within seconds, the grip on your waist would vanish and he was heading out.

It was fine, though, since you had your moment together and he had found some way to relax in the bed. While you never wanted to push him, you wanted him at least content.

The next level was napping. After work, nearly every day, you’d announce you were laying down for a nap and ask Bucky if he was tired. Usually, he’d just shake his head. But one day he looked absolutely spent and wordlessly followed you into the room. A thrown arm around you loosely, he was able to get some shut-eye…for about 15 minutes. Soon he was uncomfortable and placing a kiss on your cheek, following it with a recoil of his touch. Still, you were taking the win and slowly but surely, the time spent napping would go up. Days bast but eventually he was up to an hour in the bed, napping peacefully.

When he finally decided to take the step to join you for a full eight hours in the queen-sized bed, you were quite shocked but easily overwhelmed with joy.

The movie had just ended and you were closing the laptop when Bucky left the bed. You frowned, watching his figure disappear to the bathroom, worried he was already backing out before cuddles and pillow talk. But you didn’t say anything and instead got comfortable on your side (well — the whole thing could’ve been your side at this point).

As you drifted off, a heavy arm snaked its way around you as you felt the other side of the bed dip. Blinking your eyes opened, you looked over your shoulder and was greeted by a nervous-looking Bucky staring back at you.

You turned to face him and asked, "Everything okay, honey?"

He nodded, "I- I’m going to try- try sleeping here if that’s okay."

Your eyes beamed as a smile you couldn’t suppress made its way to your face. "Of course," you said and placed a good night kiss on his lips. "Sleep well."

"You too, doll," Bucky mumbled and placed another kiss on your forehead. You curled up into him, feeling that he got more relaxed and his heartbeat went steady, drifting off to sleep.

***

Shaking. You were disrupted by something…shaking. Violently. Your first thought as you blinked, waking yourself out of your dazed sleep, was that a spontaneous earthquake was happening.

Except once your mind adjusted, it didn’t take very long to realize the mattress was the only thing shaking — and was the result of Bucky twisting and turning in fear next to you, lost in a nightmare. At some point, he must’ve untangled your cuddling bodies but thankfully that allowed you to sit up quickly, not trapped under whatever was happening.

You watched him, quite stunned to see Bucky thrashing around uncontrollably as whatever images and scenarios took over his brain. You didn’t really know what to do. All your brain could focus on was getting him out of his own thought. You needed him to calm down and know he was perfectly safe.

"Bucky?" You mumbled, your voice scratchy from the tears and fears creeping up. He didn’t react, only whispered some words to himself that you didn’t understand.

You hesitantly reached out for him, placing an experimental touch on his shoulder. He didn’t react at first so you called out his name again and tried shaking him. That was apparently not the right move because the next thing you knew, you were being flung off the bed, the side of your face against your bedside table on your way down. You landed ungracefully on your side, groaning at the unexpected pain.

The fall must’ve been loud enough because the next thing you could comprehend was watching the bed and seeing a very confused and dazed Bucky sit up. He was looking around the dark room, sweaty and anxious. When your eyes met, any color left in him faded. You could practically see the gears turning as he realized what he had done. You on the other hand were still quite surprised by the incident, simply choosing to stare at your boyfriend, watching him scramble off the bed and kneel at your side.

"Doll?" Bucky asked right beside you but his voice sounded so far away.

Taking some deep breaths, your shaky hand came up to your cheek as you felt something wet. Looking at your fingers, it was a sad mix of tears and blood.

A hand being placed on your shoulder made you snap back. You jerked away, turning towards your boyfriend. Bucky was practically frozen watching you, hands in the air, as you rushed to put space between you two.

Realizing the consequences of your actions, your heart sunk and you began apologizing. "Sorry, sorry," you mumbled, trying to furiously wipe away the tears and blood. "I- What happened? Are you okay?" You situated yourself to sit criss-cross in front of him.

"Am I okay?" Bucky shook his head in disbelief. "Are you okay? I- I’m sorry. God, I don’t even know how to apologize for this I am- I am so sorry, doll, I didn’t mean it. It wasn’t me, I swear, it- I had a nightmare and I just- I don’t know what happened." He was rambling, body shaking as he didn’t know what to do. Where to begin. How to explain. His mind was torn as a part of him wanted to hold you… And the other part wanted to leave you forever, utterly terrified of himself.

"Yeah, you seemed a bit upset," you mumbled, trying to hold your hand to your scraped cheek. Bucky saw your struggle and darted to the bathroom to get a washcloth, offering all he could as his words were failing. He handed it to you then took his seat again on the floor.

You dabbed your skin, checking the cloth as the bleeding slowed down. You weren’t sure what to say, either.

"I didn’t know what to do," you finally whispered, looking down at the carpet beneath you. "You were shaking and tossing and- and I just wanted you to wake up. To know you were fine. You seemed so scared-,"

"Alright, alright," Bucky mumbled, cutting you off as he saw you beginning to get worked up. Your body was shaking now as you recalled the last few minutes. The pure suddenness and terror that took over the room. He placed an experimental touch on your knee and, thankfully, you didn’t jump away. "You were fine, doll. This isn’t your fault. I- I knew I wasn’t ready to sleep with anyone and I got ahead of myself and now… Look what happened. God, what have I done?"

His jaw clenched as he spat out the words. You jumped slightly.

"Bucky, you didn’t mean to-,"

"But I did it," he said. "I hurt you and now I think maybe this just isn’t…" He faded off, his hand leaving your knee. He turned towards the bed as you tried searching him for anything, any answer.

"James, don’t." You shook your head. Bucky’s head whipped back to you as he heard the anger, the seriousness, in your voice. "Don’t say whatever you’re going to say. Let’s just go back to sleep and we can figure stuff out in the morning."

Bucky bit his tongue. He just nodded at your request, seriously not trusting his words anymore. He had half the mind to walk out, disappear into the world without you, all in the name of keeping you safe. And like the mind-reader you could be, you knew it. You saw it in his entire demeanor. He was practically planning an escape route at that very moment.

You two finally stood up from the floor. After disregarding the washcloth, you found your way back under the duvet. Bucky wordlessly gathered a blanket and left for the living room, knowing very well this bed was going to be the last place he fell asleep for a long time.

"Bucky," you called out as you were turned away from him. He stopped in the doorway. "To talk in the morning you have to actually be here."

He didn’t respond and instead just nodded his head as if you could see it. Then he promptly exited the room.

While the bleeding had stopped, the tears weren’t as you only heard the sound of Bucky walking to the living room.

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Bucky was there in the morning and you talked — you. Only you could formulate words as difficult as it was while Bucky sat across from you. The guilt, shame, the exhaustion, all of it was painted on his normally sweet face.

You had told him you were fine, were feeling better. You were going to be okay. You understood the bed situation and wouldn’t pressure him into sleeping anywhere he was uncomfortable. You just desperately wanted him to be okay, to feel safe and happy in this space with you. Bucky just nodded along as you began attempting to write out a plan in case that had happened again. Nothing seemed to bring a true conclusion but there was at least the idea that there’d be no more touching of either person in their sleep, at least for the time being. It crushed you both, but neither of you commented.

He didn’t really offer much input besides agreeing with your points. Every other word out of his mouth was "sorry" so much so to the point you had to beg him to stop it.

He mostly just listened which you generally would enjoy from any man but in this case, you knew it gave his brain time to wander. Probably still planning how he would get himself out of his. But you didn’t want him gone. He was practically the perfect significant other in every sense. No one had ever treated you with such kindness and respect. Showered you with romance and kisses. Surprised you with date nights and flowers. You were just at a bump in the road and you didn’t want to get stuck behind it so easily.

Few days had passed and stuff seemed to be edging back towards normal. He had begun even holding your hand again, just a gentle touch to work his way up, reminding you greatly of when you first started dating, but you were welcoming it all with great patience.

You were standing at the kitchen counter cutting up vegetables for dinner when Bucky came home. He had a therapy appointment that day and usually emotions could be all over the place when he came home. Some days were good, some days everything would get under his skin.

Today, though, he seemed just… fine. He came in quietly and planted a quick kiss on your cheek before grabbing a beer from the fridge. He asked if you needed any help and when you shook your head, he went over to sit on the couch, watching whatever reality show you had mindlessly playing.

Moments passed and you had just begun sautéing the cut-up veggies when Bucky spoke, cutting through the silence quite surprisingly.

"I told her what happened," Bucky said softly. You froze, eyes trained on the skillet in front of you. His therapist. He had told her.

"Oh?" You asked, silently cringing at your stupid response. Neither of you had exactly brought up the incident since that morning after. And if anyone was going to resurface it, you had assumed it’d be you, so hear him so casual was making your heart pound.

"Mhm," he hummed. "I told her my first reaction was to leave."

"Bucky-,"

Footsteps started towards you, stopping at the little kitchen bar. You could feel him watching you as you tried focusing on the cooking produce. Your breath started to get caught in your throat, so much worry and concern washing over you.

"She wanted you to come in one session," Bucky tapped his fingers on the counter. "So we can talk."

You frowned and finally turned towards him. Worry was splashed everywhere on his face. Your heart practically sobbed. "Bucky, we did talk about it."

He shook his head profusely. "No, you talked," A beat. "I stood there like a statue, thinking of ways to leave you. Ways to get out of this so I’d never had to see that scared, upset look on your face ever again. So I’d never have to cause you any more pain than I already have. But I’ve come to realize I can’t do that because I love you too much and I- I can’t run away from you or anything. I’m going to try… No, I will make it right."

Your heart sank at his confessions. He loved you — a word he had never explicitly said before. A four-letter word he had never stood there and outwardly said. You let out a light sob and went around the kitchen counter, throwing your arms around his neck. He was shocked at first, maybe even a bit unsure, but you weren’t letting go, he realized, until he held you back.

"I love you, too," you eventually mumbled between the tears. You pulled away slightly, keeping your hands on his arms while his hands rested comfortably at your waist. Just feeling his touch had you melting all over again. "We’re going to be okay, Buck. It’s going to be fine."

He nodded, his eyes searching over your face as the scrape on your cheek was just still barely visible. It was going away fast but he didn’t think he could ever unsee it. "You’re right, doll, we’ll be okay. I’m working on it."

You gave a small smile. "You can’t be perfect, Bucky."

"Maybe not," Bucky shrugged as his hand found its way to your face, caressing your unharmed cheek. "But I at least gotta try to be perfect for you."

You sighed, leaning into the loving touch. Looking in his eyes you could kind of see that it truly was going to be okay. He looked so passionate and dedicated when he stared at you like you were it in the world. The only thing there. It made your soul sing and you hoped he saw it in you, too. "You are, honey. You already are."

[nobedofroses]

December 9

pairing:  Marcus Moreno x reader

warnings: mentions of smut, alcohol consumption

words: 932

a/n: they are very sweet, also always horny lmao 

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When Missy got invited to go with her friend’s family to Disney World for Christmas, it was hard to imagine spending the holidays without her, but you and Marcus decided that she could go. If it were any other family, you would have just gone with them, but neither of you could stand the parents or their other children, but they were good parents and people and you trusted them.  

A couple weeks before her trip, you got a little glum, thinking about how much you would miss her and being sad because you were losing a Christmas with her when you had less to begin with. Marcus noticed, of course, and started coming up with a plan. 

Missy left super early in the morning and the two of you got a little teary when the Robinsons picked her up for the airport. She called you both dramatic but gave you big hugs and promised to answer her phone within the hour whenever you texted and always answer your call or call you right back. 

As soon as she was gone, Marcus took you to the couch for a comfort cuddle, and so you could snooze a bit longer. Half an hour later, while you started with breakfast, he told you he had a surprise. He came back with an envelope and handed it to you across the counter with an excited grin on his face. 

Opening the envelope, you saw what looked like train tickets and the destination was a name you didn’t recognize. Looking up at him curiously, you asked, “Honey, what are these?” 

“We are going,” he paused for dramatic flair, still smiling like a goof, “To take the train to one of those tiny little towns with the giant Christmas markets!”

You gasped and ran around the counter to hug and kiss him, pulling back only to hold his face in your hands and tell him, “You are the sweetest ever oh my gosh I love you so much!” 

Before Marcus could go into any detail, you were celebrating and thanking him for the trip on the couch, toast cold and forgotten in the toaster. 

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Just the next day you set off for the Christmas market town, enjoying the train ride with some peppermint mochas and frosted cookies they sold in the snack car. You read and Marcus worked on a crossword, asking you for help whenever he got really stuck. 

The vacation rental you were staying at was small, just one big room and a bathroom, but it had a kitchenette, couch, bed, and fireplace, so you didn’t need anything else. You spent the first couple hours unpacking, putting away the few basics you had bought at the local grocery, and then testing out the bed, couch, and kitchen counter. 

In the evening, you went to a local diner for dinner, which was very delicious, and got a whole pie to eat over the course of your days there. When you got back to the rental, you cuddled up and watched Christmas movies and did some other things. 

The next day, you went back to the diner for a yummy breakfast and then headed to the town to check things out. You decided to do some shopping around and explore the actual town during the day so that you could come back to the market at night when the lights were all on. Plus, according to the waitress at the diner, there was music and carolers at night. 

For lunch you went back to the rental and had sandwiches (to save money after everything you spent while shopping to keep Marcus happy). Then, a nap to restore some energy and some sex to use some up. 

Dinner was at a different, bit fancier restaurant, with candlelight and wine (Marcus only had one glass since he was driving). More wine than you usually had, but it was a vacation and you missed Missy. 

When you finally made it to the market, you were extremely excited. And pretty loud. Especially when Marcus suggested getting cider and accidentally bought you an alcoholic version because you liked the sound of apple-cranberry. 

You were sad when Marcus insisted on taking you home when you had only gone to four booths, but you were drawing stares. 

Once you got back, you insisted on having pie, and Marcus agreed, as long as you went to bed right after. But when you were in bed, it was like you were wired, and wanted sex. You were just too inebriated still for Marcus to agree, especially since you hadn’t talked about it before, but he did offer to make out as a consolation. You eagerly agreed, and eagerly kissed him, but you were definitely enjoying his ability to be precise with his lips more than he was enjoying your sloppy kisses. Still, he thought you were adorable, and soon you got sleepy enough for him to pull away from the kiss and cuddle you close to fall asleep.

 The next morning, Marcus knew you would be hungover, so he sneaked to the diner to pick up some breakfast and coffee so you could sleep in and hopefully avoid the worst effects. When you woke up to food and coffee and Marcus, you were incredibly grateful. But also had too big of a headache to thank him properly, so you promised to do so later and Marcus laughingly accepted. But you did tell him that he would have to wait until after the market that night, because there was no way you were missing it again. 

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