#sweet reader 💕

[sunflowersoldat]

First of all thank you for all of that I really needed it! That was absolutely wonderful to come back to after being gone for a while 💕😂

No honestly tho, they fucked Steve’s character up when they made him leave. To me it was completely out of character. So why not make um an asshole to match! It was a lot of fun to explore that side of him honestly.

And listennnn I definitely could have given that to the reader, but at this time I was a baby writer and out of my comfort zone. Might be something I explore later tho…… 🤔🤭

Again thank you for reading I’m glad you enjoyed it! 💕💕💕

Bring You Home Master List

Y/N travels back in time to get Steve’s help for one last mission, but not everything goes as planned.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, Winter soldier x reader, 40's Bucky x reader

Series warnings : bad language words, light smut, violence, death. Read the chapter warnings :)

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Nightmares

Before we go

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11 (ending)

Damage control

[burningupp]

Hi bb! I just wanted to let you know that I’m glad you’re posting again and I’m excited for the continuation of Yellow! Please remember to take care of yourself 💕

hi!! thank you so much, I'm so excited to be back as well ❤️ thank you thank you thank you, this encouragement made my day 😭❤️

[starlitvoyeur]

Imagine if there was another member on the crew aboard the Tulpar and meeting Daisuke. He’s a sweet, charismatic, and silly dude and y’all connect almost instantly. Inside jokes, teaming up on game nights, sharing hoarded sweeteners (although it’s very tough on your soul). However when you were first introduced you kept calling him Daisuki; and he never had the heart to tell you it’s wrong. Just a slight mispronunciation that sounds close enough right? The rest of the crew side eye him as if to say “that’s not right?” And he desperately side eyes all of them “PLEASE STAY QUIET” Anya thinks it’s kinda cute and keeps her mouth shut but there’s something in her expression that doesn’t quite look right. Curly taunts him Relentlessly. Swansea right behind him, saying that the kids these days are so ridiculous and so avoidant and just messes with Daisuke just after you walk by. Jimmy just raises an eyebrow but doesn’t seem to care too much about it… he asks every once in a while how the two of you are handling being on the ship and you answer so freely “everything’s going great! Daisuki and I really appreciate you guys being so understanding with us newbies :)” and Jimmy just nods and looks at Daisuke and replies “glad to hear it. Later Daisuki” and walks off leaving Daisuke a little embarrassed and blushy

[baby-yongbok]

Hiii I was wondering if you could do fake texts of “skz when they find out from another ember you like them” have an amazing day and thankyou for all your work❤️

❤️ SKZ!Fake Texts - Finding out that you have a crush on them from someone else❤️

Genre: Fluff with some spice

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Warnings: Seungmin's texts are suggestive for just a split second, Playful mentions of wanting to unalive yourself, playful mention of planning to unalive or fight the members, Jisung is cringe asf

Chan

Lee Know/ Minho

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han Jisung

Felix

Seungmin

I.N/ Jeongin

[totalswag]

Love your writing! So good!! Could you do one where the reader and Rafe have not been dating for long, only for about two weeks or so, and she is very insecure and doesn´t understand why he ever approached her to ask her out in the first place. She isn´t the most outgoing and thinks she is quite plain looking, comparing herself to all the much prettier girls (in her opinion) at parties that she evidently thinks he will leave her for and so she she starts to distance herself to make it hurt less

unworthy doubts — RAFE CAMERON

authors note first off, thank you so much. you don’t know how much that means to me. to all of you reading this right now; please know how important you're in this world. youre beautiful on the inside and outside in your own unique way 🤍.

summary questioning and comparing yourself to other girls while wondering why your boyfriend, rafe cameron, chose you.

warnings insecure, comparing, mentions of parties, crying, doubt.

Rafe Cameron and you started dating for almost a month; it’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a relationship. Although it’s in the early stages of your relationship, you haven’t felt this way.

However, your insecurities felt like they'd been with you forever.

Rafe's confidence and charisma seemed to effortlessly command whatever room he entered. You felt invisible; blending into the background. Comparing yourself to other girls at parties; pretty smile, makeup, etc.

What could rafe see in you?

The worries had recently gotten stronger, a constant voice in the back of your head. When you saw Rafe taking to someone or laughing too hard at someone’s joke, the voice whispers became louder.

You stood against the railing of Tannyhill watching at the sunset in your own thoughts. The breeze felt nice and it felt like good time to enjoy the moment.

"Hey," Rafe's voice interrupted your thoughts, making you jump slightly. He joined you at the railing with a troubled expression on his face. "You have been quiet recently. Is everything alright?

Rafe noticed your change in attitude in the previous three days. He had asked if everything was fine, but you refused to talk about it. Tonight, he wants answers. He's concerned about you.

You forced a smile, but it did not reach your eyes. "Yeah, I am fine." Just... exhausted, I suppose."

Rafe did not appear convinced. He stretched out and carefully tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "You know you can speak with me, right? If something is bothering you, please let me know.”

Your heart sunk as you heard those words. Deep down, you want to open up to him and express your feelings. You don't want to come across as undesirable and make him think differently of you.

You felt words spilling out, but you remained silent.

"Y/N, I feel like you're pulling away from me." "Is it something I said or did?" He creaked "Please let me know, baby."

"It's not you, Rafe," you eventually confessed, the words rushing out before you could stop them. "It's me." I just don't understand why you chose me. I am not like the other gals. I'm not as attractive, outgoing, or—"

Rafe cut you off, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Is that what you think? That I don't realize how magnificent you are?"

Rafe's thoughts were all over the place. Seeing tears gather in the corner of your eyes caused him to cry.

You shrugged your shoulders, feeling tears form in your eyes, and down your cheeks. Not bothering drying them off.

"It's difficult for me to not to think about that when I'm constantly comparing myself to these girls" you ramble on when Rafe cuts you off.

Rafe approached, holding your face in his hands. "Look at me," he murmured quietly, waiting for you to meet his eyes. "I asked you out because I like who you are. You are nice and intelligent, and you make me laugh like no one else can. You are attractive to me both inside and out. And if you can't see it yet, I'll spend as much time as necessary to show you."

His words struck you like a tsunami, removing any doubts and anxieties that had been building up. You took a nervous breath as tears finally poured over.

You bury your face against his chest, letting out your sobs and putting your arms around his body; Rafe gently strokes your back, rocking you both side to side and whispers nice words into your ear to calm you down. 

"I can't afford to lose you," you whine against his chest.

"Baby, you will not lose me; I will be with you every step of the way," Rafe says before kissing the top of your head several times.

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Miguel O'hara, who tenderly holds, no - caresses your right hand in his. Gently brushes his long, thick fingers over your own with such care and admiration, soften eyes of warm carmine carefully studies every digit...but more particularly, your ring finger. Hums inaudibly to himself, fans his thumb over the slender digit with a smooth stroke, picturing a notable, beautiful glimmering ring decorating over the delicate finger. Atoning his claim and full devotion and love for you.

[heartbreak-sandwich]

Hear me out on this one! A cute secret date turn relationship with Billy x fem reader. He doesn’t want people like his dad or Tommy getting in the way with his time with his girlfriend. You can write it however you pls!

Hope you like that idea, thank you 😊

Hiiiii!!! I’m sorry this sat in my inbox for so long!! I’m finally catching up on all of my requests, and this one is so cute! I really appreciate your patience, and I hope you like it! We're feeling fluffy with this one today 💕 | Master List 📖

You weren’t sure what a date with Billy Hargrove would entail. You had heard the rumors about the new King of Hawkins High – how he took a different girl home every week, and his sleek, blue Camaro was permanently parked out at Lover’s Lake. You were shocked that Friday when you were alone in the auditorium running through light cues, and Billy approached you.

“Tommy’s not here,” you called to him as he walked down one of the aisles. Tommy Hagan had been charged with sweeping up the auditorium during the lunch hour for two weeks after playing what he thought was a harmless prank on a freshman on the basketball team, and you were sure Billy had come looking for him.

“Is it just you in here?” His question caught you off guard, but you tried not to let it distract you from your work.

“Yeah. Did you need something?” Billy sat down in the chair next to you, and you finally looked up from your stack of cue sheets to see his signature smirk and cerulean eyes, deep like the ocean. You could smell his spiced aftershave, a hint of cigarette smoke, and the cool aroma of winterfresh gum as he leaned in closer to you.

“I just came to see if you’re free tonight.” Billy smacked his gum as he rested an arm over the back of your chair, awaiting your answer. You froze, unsure if this was a mistake or some kind of cruel joke.

“What for?” You searched his expression for any clues as to what he might be thinking, but it was unchanging.

“To go out,” he answered nonchalantly. Your breath caught in your chest, and crimson heat crept up to your cheeks.

“Like…on a date?” He had to have noticed your blushing and the perplexing look on your face, but he kept his cool completely.

“Of course.” He beamed, his blinding smile causing your stomach to erupt into butterflies.

“With you?!” Billy’s exterior cracked slightly with that question. He looked offended, almost irritated, and he started to fidget with something in his pocket.

“Look, if you don’t want to –”

“No!” You cut him off in a hurry. “No, it’s not that at all. It’s just –” He looked intently into your eyes as you tried to find the right words to explain your bewilderment. “I guess I didn’t think I was really your type.”

Billy chuckled and looked down at his shoes before meeting your eyes once more. “Well, I guess there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I’ll pick you up at, say, 8 o’clock?” The voice in your head was screaming don’t do it; you know better, but everything else in your body reacted in the complete opposite fashion.

“Sure,” you agreed softly. Billy smiled once more before standing up from his chair, taking smooth strides toward the auditorium’s exit.

“See you tonight,” he called over his shoulder, never looking back. You heard the door close after him, and all you could do was stare wide-eyed at the wall while you tried to process what had just happened.

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Of course he brought you to some random clearing in the woods. You were sure he was either about to murder you or try to get laid, and you couldn’t decide which one was worse. You assumed a date would occur somewhere conventional, like the movies, a restaurant, or the mall – not here at…an overlook? You tried not to let your apprehension show as Billy shifted his car into park.

“Well, here we are,” he declared, opening the driver’s side door and climbing out of the car into the chill of the starry night. You were surprised again when you heard the passenger door opening just a few seconds later, and he helped you out of your seat, steadying you on the uneven ground.

“Where is here, exactly?”

“I’ll show you; come here. And be careful. There’s a lot to trip over out here in the dark,” he warned. That didn’t make you feel any better about the possibility of being murdered, but you didn’t have much choice but to hold onto his arm as he led you to a guard rail at the top of the overlook.

“Wow,” you murmured. Every single light throughout the town of Hawkins was visible from where the two of you stood, and it was absolutely breathtaking. You had never seen so many shooting stars, and the deep navy sky was littered with sparkling clusters which were usually totally camouflaged under the umbrella of downtown’s streetlamps.

“You like it?” Billy sounded hopeful, like he actually cared whether his choice pleased you, and you nodded. He let out a small sigh of relief, and he slowly took your hand from his arm, interlacing your fingers together. The setting was more romantic than you had expected, and you couldn’t shake the nagging thoughts in the back of your mind that something was still amiss.

What if he had taken you here just so no one would see you together?

What if he was ashamed to be with you?

“Billy?” The anxiety in your voice must have been obvious because you felt him tense up beside you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing at all,” you half lied. “This is amazing. It’s just – are you embarrassed to be seen with me?”

“What?” The hurt in his tone tugged on your heartstrings. “No…no, why would you think that?” His other hand covered the top of yours, and he turned to face you. You could hardly make out his features in the dim glow of the city lights below you, but you could feel his concern tainting the atmosphere.

“I guess I expected a date to be somewhere more public. And when you took me to a hideout in the mountains, I was worried it was because you didn’t want anyone to know we were together,” you admitted, avoiding his eye contact. His warm hands squeezed yours just a little tighter.

“Hey, look at me,” he soothed. “That’s not what this is. I didn’t want anyone to interrupt us. I wanted to be alone, just the two of us, so we could talk. You know, have real conversations. I’m so tired of my dad, my coaches, Tommy, Troy, and everyone else breathing down my neck, criticizing every decision I make.” Billy cupped the side of your face, grazing your cheek with his thumb. “I don’t want anyone getting in the way of something that could be really, really good for me.”

Your scarlet flush returned at his reassurance. You never would have dreamed Billy could be so gentle, so emotional. But he wanted to be here with you, marveling at this beauty, and it was the start of something wonderful.

“I believe you. I’m sorry for assuming. I’m just not used to things like this,” you whispered. He closed the distance between you so that your noses were touching, and you could feel his breath against your lips – a cool, winterfresh breeze.

“Do you want to be together? Like, as a couple?” Billy almost seemed nervous to ask you, but you were elated, answering him without wasting another second.

“Yes. Of course, yes.” You couldn’t stifle your grin. You felt sunshine in your chest, and you didn’t know what else to say in that moment, but everything felt perfect.

Billy leaned in slowly, his lips connecting with yours in the sweetest of first kisses. Time slowed as the two of you connected, and nothing else mattered while you basked in his warmth, stars showering overhead as the town of Hawkins slipped into a slumber below you.

[uhohdad]

cries i don't think my ask went thru i don't know how to tell when ur doing requests or whatever anyways. i love bullying soft!könig i imagine it's hard to break him down at first but he's got some weaknesses? right?. ?? i had this idea.

do you think he's into masochism. so used to pain on the battlefield and a lack of pleasure seeking back at the base its because its still work, what does he even have to do on breaks?? on leave?? is he used to the loneliness?? has he accepted it or does a piece of him still crave??? does he feel like he deserves it and it creates this twisted perversion upon himself to love how he hates the way he loves.

what if you met him at a hole-in-the-wall bar. they serve dinner and drinks and there's always someone on the stage singing a song. you go there to eat the delicious food and listen to the local artists and occasionally a drink, but you're alone most of the time.

then this mountain of a man comes in, hunched like he's trying to make himself shrink out of existence, tentatively walk up to the bar. he's obv not local. his eyes darting around nervously, orders something you can't understand, but you're feeling thirsty and the waiter hasn't come around for 30 minutes.

you saunter up to the bar and order yourself dessert and look at the stranger. he makes fleeting eye contact, maybe you smile. something draws you in. "You new to town?" you might say. he nods. you talk a little, order him a drink. maybe he's a lightweight, or you just made him feel less crazy, because now you're both back at your booth sharing the dessert you ordered, talking about how weird other people are and how it's nice to talk to someone down to earth. it's so strange and it's so nice and the night goes on, and somehow, still, you find yourself falling for This Stranger, and so at some point, one of you takes the other by the hand, you're scooting closer. some silly sense of connection makes you feel comfortable enough to let your hand sit on his thigh. he's got blue eyes. drinking you in. you start touching him under the table. rubbing his thigh thru his cargo pants, gripping your nails through and letting him lean in with bourbon-cholocate lingering in his breath and something else, something desperate. you're letting your hand slip down his pants (at some point the belt was off. and it wasn't by your doing) and palming at his swollen cock. you can feel it throb. blue eyes. you can feel his breath on your neck as he leans in, trying to hide all this under the premise of vulnerability, a hug, but you know it's more. he wants something.

you let your nails graze his balls and feel them tighten. he's hot to the touch but his fingers are cold as they hover above your hand. he guides you back up to hold his cock. keep going, he urges. he doesn't have to even say it.

you're raking your nails down his pelvis to then grasp and pull his cock. pumping it with a slick hand and thumbing the tip with your thumbnail. he's trembling. his breath pitches in your ear like a barely concealed whine. don't stop. don't stop even when it hurts. you jerk him off til he cums with a shuddering exhale and his knees hitting the underside of the table. you don't stop. you squeeze and pump him with his new slick, moving faster, there's sweat on his forehead and your shirt and he's barely keeping composure as you rake red lines down his shaft as he thrusts pathetically up into your hand, overstimulated and shaking at the realization he loves it, he loves this.

do you think he's into masochism.

you come onto my blog, sweet anon, you gift me the most delicious, scrumptious, beautiful concept and smut?? you upstage me on my own blog, sweet anon??

if i wasn’t into it before, i sure am now baby 😍😍😍

this is gold top to bottom but that second paragraph is ARTTTTTT

[anantaru]

i miss the girls :(( will you write something about them soon ?

kokomi and her endearing incapability to keep her pretty mouth silent while you‘re thirstily riding her warm tongue— gravelly desirous to shatter the expanding curl in your stomach.

your secured legs were rigidity and affecting your power to breathe in an unbroken, round manner. You liked how she did it and how she prioritized your pleasure— always, when she gathered all the spit in her mouth to latch it on your glissaded folds afterwards. kokomi couldn't stop herself— most importantly did she not want to as she continuously moaned into your core, her spongy muscle was tunneling past your folds and rounded itself on your slicked opening, delving your liquids and swilling them down because she wanted it, to still her unswerving greed, to have your scent ingrained on her entire skin.

ningguang, who secretly honeys to spoil you— in many more ways than exclusively purchasing you glittery jewelry of the highest quality, to a greater degree does she become so ravenous for you when she‘s going down on your sex while you‘re polished in the unequalled golden choker with her name minted on it. the 'ning' right above your bubbling throat was brilliantly shining with illuminated diamonds and when she further crates her face grander into your sweltering pussy, your body quivers up, your breasts messily spilling out of the tight lace lingerie ningguang of course, needed you to wear for this sweet, special occasion.

[toxicbrothel]

🙏

POV

You're in your room at the stash house overhearing a tense house meeting. Carter is posted outside the door to your room. You keep wanting to go to Joel. The first time you try to, Carter holds out his arm and whispers "it's not a good time." The next time, he shakes his head and makes the "shhh" sound. You're getting sleepy and give up. But finally, things are dying down, and Carter pokes his head in the room and whispers "Okay."

You perk up from your sleepiness and go out to the main room where Joel is leaning back in a chair with his foot on a desk, clearly frustrated and worn out. But his face softens when he sees you and he lets his foot down to the floor as you get closer. "c'mere, baby," he mumbles and you climb into his lap and straddle him. He looks at your mouth, then scans your whole face. You wrap your arms around him, he hugs you close, and you rest your head in the crook of his neck and he puts a toothpick in his mouth.

[sunflowersoldat]

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Bring You Home Pt. 1

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: none really, Steve is an ass, mild violence

Summary: Y/N travels back in time to get Steve’s help for one last mission.

Word count: 1409

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You ripped the ‘Time GPS’, as Tony had called it, from Hank’s grasp, “Y/N! What if he doesn’t want to be found?!” you stepped onto the platform shaking your head. “He doesn’t get to make that choice!” You yell, wiping tears from your eyes. You click the button on your wrist that engages your helmet, taking a deep breath, “Start the countdown, Hank,” you snap. You close your eyes waiting for the quantum realm to envelop you, “Y/N! This isn’t what he would want!” Sam was running toward the platform, screaming at you. You retracted your helmet barring your teeth as you stepped down to meet Sam in the clearing, his eyes still red rimmed and glassy. “He lost the privilege to tell us that when he left!” you were seething, as you turned back stomping up the stairs to the platform.

“Countdown, Hank. Now!”

You forgot how beautiful the quantum realm had been, it felt like it was a lifetime ago since you and the team went back for the stones. “Get ready to exit Y/N, this was the last known timestamp Steve was near,” Hank announced over the coms, you nodded to yourself as you initiated the exit.

You landed in the middle of a busy Brooklyn street, horns blaring, people yelling at you as you stood shakily, trying to get to the sidewalk. You looked down at the GPS, 1951, that can’t be right, Steve went back to Peggy, in 1945, why were you here?

“Hank there has been a mistake, I’m not in the 40’s. Somehow, I ended up in 1951…” there is no response, only static on the other end… fuck. You need to figure a way out of this mess, but first you needed to find Steve and give him a piece of your mind. You scan your surroundings looking for anything that could give you some idea of where Rogers could be. Nothing. You were out of your element here, you shook your head, this is just like being under cover in a foreign country, you just needed to get your bearings. You decided to start walking, maybe you would run into something or someone that would be able to help you.

You walked for what felt like hours, your feet were hurting from the heels your suit had given you as a disguise, and you really wanted to call it quits, there is no way to know where he could be. You stopped walking to lean against a brick wall to gather your thoughts, what if Steve wasn’t here? What if you had stumbled into a time where he and Peggy weren’t in Brooklyn? Rubbing your face with your hands, you looked around again, there had to be something… wait a minute, your eyes caught someone in the distance walking out of a telephone company… you recognized her… Peggy. Even if you hated her for being the reason Steve left, she would still be able to help you, and right now, you needed to see Steve. Standing up straight and pushing off the wall, you started to walk towards her. A hand came out of an alleyway, grabbing you by the arm, slamming you to the wall, as another hand covered your mouth, stopping you from screaming as you tried to fight the attacker off,

“What the hellare you doing here?!”

Your eyes widened as they met a shockingly agitated face, your arms fell to your sides, body all but going completely slack. You reached up tearing his hand from your face,

“Steve?!” You couldn’t believe your dumb luck. For a moment you were so happy to see him again, you forgot why you were here and when you were. But the moment he opened his mouth rage bubbled in the pit of your stomach.

He shook his head giving you a disdainful look, “Y/N, what are you doing here?! How did you even get here? Why are…” a loud slap filled the alleyway, Steve straightened, staring at you wide-eyed, mouth parted slightly,

“You left us.” Tears stung your eyes as you hissed the words, swallowing the lump in your throat. Your chest tightened, and your breathing became shallow.

Steve turned his head back to you, eyes dark, jaw set, “Y/N.” When you didn’t answer he grabbed your chin to force you to look at him, his face softening, “Y/N, you need to tell me what you are doing here, before someone else notices you.”

You took a few deep breaths to center yourself, glaring at him, “By someone, you mean Peggy.” Steve rolled his eyes, gripping your shoulders and slamming you into the wall, your head jarring, causing it to spin and knocking the air from your lungs, “I am not in the mood for games Y/N…”

“Steve?”

Both your heads snapped to the source of the voice, you blinked slowly still dizzy staring at the petite figure walking down the alley, Peggy. “Sweetheart, it isn’t what it looks like…” Steve starts, you turn your glare back on him, but Peggy only raised a brow, “And what do you think it looks like Steve? Because if someone else were to look down this alley, it would look like Captain America was threatening a civilian woman.” Peggy said matter-of-factly, you couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corners of your mouth. Steve’s harsh gaze found you again as he shoved away from you, letting you stumble back into the wall.

“So, I’m assuming you two know each other? From his original timeline?”

You cleared your throat ready to respond, “Unfortunately…” Steve interrupts as glares at you, if looks could kill, you would certainly be dead. You screwed your face up in disgust, stepping toward him pointing a finger at his chest, “Unfortunately?! You better watch yourself Rogers…”

“Enough! The both of you, we need to move this conversation indoors if we can’t play nicely…” neither of you moved, the anger now eating away at your composure that had already been dwindling away, “now.”

Steve swallowed hard, straightening himself before walking out of the alleyway, you stood glaring at his back when Peggy turned to follow, “You coming or not Y/N?” He didn’t so much as glance back at you, as you stumbled forward, head still spinning, this wasn’t going to go well at all…

You followed Steve and Peggy into a cute little house at the edge of the city, it was cozy, kind of like Steve’s D.C apartment, but with a woman’s touch. Peggy motioned to the couch, “Please sit... Y/N? was it?” you swallowed hard nodding, avoiding the daggers Steve was staring at you. Peggy knelt grabbing your hand, you looked awful, eyes glassy and puffy, cheeks hollowed, you were no doubt from Steve’s original future, but why were you here? “Would you like some tea? Or some water…” she asked you sweetly, giving you an understanding smile, “Peggy, you don’t have to be nice to her, there is only one reason she would be here.”

Your head snapped to Steve, “Oh? And what would the reason be Rogers? Hmm? Since you know me so well!” Steve growled in response, stepping toward you, you rose from your seat stepping around Peggy being careful not to shove her, meeting him toe-to-toe, “Go ahead Rogers, say it!”

“Steven Grant Rogers! What has gotten into you?! Why are you treating a friend like this?! She is obviously here because she needs your help, and you have done nothing but attack her,” Peggy had come between the two of you, walking Steve backwards, one hand pointing back at you and the other on his chest, his breathing becoming more even. He tore his gaze from yours, looking down at Peggy giving her a light kiss, mumbling an apology.

When he looked back at you, his expression softened, he saw the tears in your eyes, and how haggard you looked. He realized you wouldn’t have come here if you had any other choice, no matter how much you despised his decision, you would respect it. “Y/N, why are you here?”

You took a shaky breath, scrubbing your face with your hands, how were you going to tell him?

“Something happened, we aren’t really sure how or why, but…he… well...” the lock on the front door clicked, slowly opening. Your head snapped to the front door, eyes wide, you fell to your knees trembling, tears streaming down your face, “Bucky?!” you whimpered.

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Something cute.

Little Valentine

Alastor and Child Reader

Warning? ⚠

⚠ sweets-chocolate and candy, cussing, blood/gore-heart organ, implied murder ⚠

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You woke up early to make cookies with Niffty.

After taking them out the oven and letting it cool down, you got to decorating.

"Just like I taught you little one! Frosting and then a few sprinkles if you want!", she said bringing out a fresh batch from the oven.

The first three didn't come out too well but after the fourth try it was getting a little easier and you were able to complete a whole baking sheet. (You ate the messed up ones.)

"Are you excited for Valentine's day?", the one eyed demon asked.

You didn't hesitate to answer.

"I'm excited for all the sweets I'll get tomorrow!"

💝

The Radio Demon was up early as usual.

After putting on his monocle and adjusting his hair, he went to go wake up his little demon.

Knock knock!

"Mon petit! Rise and shine!", he said before opening the sliding door to your room.

Like most children, you had a range of stuffed animals piled on top of your bed. For some reason you liked having them all facing the entrance. Their beady little eyes stared at him as he walked in.

"Wake up my little one~", Alastor said and walked up to the window, opening the curtains. "There's crepes in the kitchen!"

"Mm..crepes?", you mumbled and turned in bed, blinking your eyes open.

Alastor helped you wake up and walked out of the room to let you get ready, making sure to close the door on his way out.

Not too long later.

"I'm ready!", you bounce out of your room excitedly, wearing the shades of red to go with the holiday. "Let's go! Let's go!", you take his hand and pull him towards the door.

He smiles and follows along, letting you lead him out of the room and into the hallway.

"What kind of crepes are downstairs?", you ask.

"Well, you can make your own. There's strawberry, banana, blueberry, raspberry, blackberry.", he listed off as both of you made your way to the dining room.

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You stood in one of the common rooms with Fat Nuggets by your side.

Earlier, you had told everyone to meet there around three in the afternoon. While waiting, you got the cookies in little baggies, got Alastor's treat separate, made decorations using paper and bribed Husk to get heart balloons from Charlie's parties supplies.

Fat Nuggets helped you by chewing open the heart confetti bag and dragging it around the room.

Hearing footsteps coming from outside, you picked up some of the remaining confetti and threw it up in the air once they walked in.

"Happy Valentine's Day!"

"Aaawww!", the princess said with glittering eyes, Vaggie right next to her. "Honey! Look! Look! They decorated and everything!", the blonde shook her girlfriend by the shoulders.

"Yeah, its cute hun.", the moth demon agreed and led her over to sit on the couch.

Angel, Niffty, and Husk came in a few moments later.

Looking around the room, you notice a certain red dressed demon missing. "Where's Alastor?", you ask.

"Right here Mon petit!"

"Ah!", you jump and turn around, finding him sitting on the couch that was behind you. "You were here this whole time!?", you pout with a huff.

He just chuckles and pulls you into a hug. "Apologies for not announcing my arrival."

You hand out the cookie bags and Angel points at the box sitting on the table.

"Who's that for?", the spider demon asks.

"Its for Alastor!", you say and pick up the box.

Walking over to the man in red, you hold out the box for him to take.

"Its quite heavy.", the radio demon comments and reads the note before opening the box.

He gasps and stands, scooping you up into a spin.

"Oh little one! You shouldn't have!"

Curious, the others lean over and take a peek of what's in the box. Inside is a small cooler with ice and..

"Oh shit! That's a fucking heart!?", Angel screeches.

"So that's what they snuck out for.", Husk says.

Niffty was picking up the confetti.

Charlie was trying to calm down Vaggie while Alastor was praising you.

"I love my Valentine's treat! How kind of you little one!"

You got a pile of sweets from him and a new stuffed toy that was a cat with a fancy bow tie.

"Murder mittens!"

~

Happy Valentine's Day!

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

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[madame-fear]

Hello!! So Luke has a crush on reader and, while at school on Valentine’s Day, he decides to leave her little gifts in her locker throughout the day. Reader has no idea who it could be, but loves how sweet and romantic it all is. He leaves her favorite candy, a cute notebook, a little stuffed bear in her fav color, some paints she has been wanting, and other cute/thoughtful things that shows her admirer knows her better than she expected. She tries to catch this person putting stuff in her locker, but always just misses him. Before their last period, he leaves a note telling her that he will meet her by her locker after class. I wonder what readers reaction will be when she sees just who is standing there with a rose when she arrives ❤️

- Hands on Luke anon✨

and a 🌹 for you on Valentines day Amira!

꒰ 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄’𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐑 | 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄. ꒱

ೀ amira speaks!: hands on luke nonnie, I was missing you! this request was super sweet, I made Luke be readers friend in here 🤭 Thank you for requesting! 🥰 I hope you enjoy it my darling — and have a Valentine’s rose for you as well, my love !! 🌹 ˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : request above. ♡ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ word count : 537

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : drabble, friends to lovers. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : Modern!Lucerys x Reader

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Valentine’s Day was just another day for you, never paying much attention to it — or, it used to be. This year had been different, much to your surprise, but it definitely was a surprise that you didn’t complain about at all.

A secret admirer filled your locker. In between class breaks, the moment you casually opened your locker, you stumbled yourself upon a shower of beautifully endearing gifts and notes. The first time it happened during the day, your eyes went wide — this person knew you more than you knew yourself. A smile quivered on your lips, feeling a heat creeping on your cheeks.

A box with your favourite candies, a small plushie bear of your favourite colour holding a big heart against it’s chest, and a cute notebook adorned the interior of your locker. Giggles spurred from your lips, you were certainly impressed. All the things that you liked and ever wished for, were all there — gifted to you by a loving secret admirer. Who could it be?

The gifts from your secret admirer managed to kept you enthusiastic. After each class, between breaks, you would go to your locker and find it exploded with pretty little things that made you blush like a little girl with a crush. Plushies, flowers, love poems, more treats — even paints that you had been wanting for a long time! This person knew too well, you had to find who this person was; but this person always sneaked away from your sight whenever you hoped to caught them.

Until, you simply received a small note before your last class. It said, that he’d meet you by your locker after classes. A surge of thrill washed over you, mixed between excitement and nervousness. But you managed to keep the perfect balance of it, until your last class finally arrived, and you would soon meet your secret admirer.

You anxiously walked towards your locker as your last period ended. Luke had been as nervous as you had been, perhaps more. On his hand there was a delicate rose, fidgeting with it as he stood by your locker. As you arrived, his gaze moved to stare at you, meekly grinning. You stopped on your place for a moment as soon as your eyes landed on him.

It was Luke. Not only your best friend, but as well, your crush. You felt pleasantly surprised, as your heart thumped loudly against your chest, smiling dumbly. You could throw yourself at him right there.

“You’re my secret admirer, then?” you chirped eagerly, with a smile that grew on the corner of your lips. His hazel eyes admired you timidly before gazing down at the rose on his hand, nodding. “I am, yes.” he retorted, managing to not stutter. You were too beautiful, and he didn’t want to ruin the occassion.

“Which is why, I was wondering if you’d like to be my Valent—” you interrupted him abruptly, approaching him, and pressing your lips too dangerously close to his own, feeling his silky skin. His breathing stopped briefly, melting under your kiss as your hands cupped his cheeks, longing to keep feeling your lips as you pulled apart slowly.

“Of course I will.”

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[lefthandedhotch]

hello <3 thanks to pinterest i have an aaron and jack ask because <3 my boys <3 like thats husband and son fr !!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

he pet the small boy :3 actually CRYING because he's sooooooo so so so tiny :'))) and all smiley because his daddy gave him a medal :3 PLSSSS and then the team being all 👀🤭 when they meet beth CRIES i love them all soooo much :')) the only found family ever <3

thinking about them all meeting you there <33 aaron's fiance who he's been with for a good while and while they were a bit frowny :( at not getting to know about you sooner, they knew that he did it because of what happened with haley and foyet and they knew how important she was to him so they totally understood that he kept you a secret as long as he did🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 but penny tells them to all snap out of it because he only said fiance not wife so there's plenty of time to get to know you before and at the wedding which she will now be in charge of because she loves love 🤭🤭🤭😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 you look over at aaron and grin soooo happily because they're all as amazing as he and jack told you they'd be - actually!!! they're even more amazing than that!!!!!!!!!!!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 you kiss your sweaty sweaty man and congratulate him on the triathlon and how amazing he did and he gets all blushy and shy despite the team being there (penelope Can Not control her squeals of happiness ajsmskfnfkdkgkk) and you all go get something to eat and jack holds your hand so happy that his aunties and uncles can finally meet you and!!!!! because he has a medal🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 penelope is squished to your other side asking So Many questions and you look over at aaron so amused and so happy because he has such a silly bau family and you love them all so much already🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞💞💞

hehehehehe hiiiiiiiiii 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 thank u pinterest and thank u jess-brain for the cutie hotchner boys thought!!!! 🤭🤭💕💕💕💕💕 fr fr thats husband and son!!!! 🥹🥹🥹💗💗💗

teeniest tiniest boy ever :(((((( being sooooooo proud of his daddy and sooooooo happy when his daddy lays the medal around his neck 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 and he immediately turns to giggle to you “it’s so heavy!!!” which makes you grin so big and squish his lil cheeks “that’s because you’re so little!” and aaron watches the whole thing with the biggest most heart-eyed grin Ever! which of course makes penelope squeal loud enough to make every racer and their friends/family in the vicinity glance over at your little group all curiously 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 and after you smooch smooch smooch your sweaty handsome darling aaron, that sweet blonde angel penny gloms onto you immediately and with the help of the little hotchner bug in your arms, she gets the whole story of how you and aaron met and fell in loooooooove 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 hehehe at some point when the team all realize that penny’s interrogation of you (with questions and comments sprinkled in by the whole team who are All very curious about you 🤭) is not going to end soon, rossi suggests drinks and dinner at his mansion!!!! you’re very excited because you’ve heard Many Many stories of bau parties and rossi’s home from your hotchner guys but aaron sighs all dramatically because he is Sweaty (which of course makes you giggle and smooch his cheek as you hum “but you’re cuuuuuute” and he’s immediately placated 🤭😌 also rossi says he can shower at his place AKDHDKDJSKSKS) but you and jack are happy so he’s happy to go hang out with the team and tell silly stories about you and him when you first started dating 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 it’s still kinda early in the evening at rossi’s but sweet lil jack is already snoozing and snoring in your arms (because he was up Late the night before making a poster for his dad) and you keep seeing aaron hiding snores behind his Big hand because he’s soooooo tired after working so hard that day :( so you hug everyone and tell them you’re taking your boys home (which makes them all 🥹💕 because they Love knowing that someone who loves them so much is taking care of them 🥺) and when you get them home and get aaron into bed so you can kiss his sleepy face and murmur over and over how proud of him you are and how happy you are to have met his people who are so so important to him (and now to you too!!!!!!) and all aaron can think as you fall asleep snuggled into his chest with your hand resting over his heart and his ring on your finger while he plays over the whole day in his head is that he can’t Wait for you to be his wife and he can’t believe how unbelievably grateful he is that you’re in his (and jacks 🤭🥹🥰💗) life 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭💞💞💞💞💗💗💗💗💗💗🥰🥰

[l3viat8an]

if mc called beel "puppy" in front of mammon, he'd be begging for his own pet name. bc hey, mamms calls you "treasure" or "princess" (regardless of gender imo), why doesn't he get a cute name??? honestly i think since mammon is such a simp for mc, if they were into pet play, he'd absolutely go full send on prepping for it. HE should be their "puppy", not beel! he was their first, he gets the cute nicknames!

- 🍵💕

Mammon starts a whole ‘argument’ it’s just Mammon yelling-about how if Beel gets called puppy then he should get called pup! A little different, but close enough it’s cute-

It’s only fair, he’s your first and he should get all the cute nicknames!!!

And just to one up Beel and prove he’s better! Mammon would buy himself a fancy gold dog tag (if not a whole collar) that says “MC’s first pup” and good luck ever getting him to take it off.

[mrsoharaa]

Choso Kamo, being the biggest sweetheart and crush impending cutie that he is, walks you home late at night after staying with you to finish up paperwork from your last adjoined mission together. Who keeps remotely close to you, carefully watching your surroundings all while awkwardly engaging stimulus conversation with you.

You, who finds it absolutely adorable, noting his shy dismays of tensed shoulders and lack of eye contact to be heartwarmingly endearing.

And as he walks you to your front door, upon three steps, he couldn't help but see the admiring glint and appreciation swell in those glimmering eyes of yours. Making his heart beat with such accelerated spur, his chest tightening.

And as he finally, silently, bids you a farewell and a good night, you stop him in his tracks. Watching the stiff, bashful man turn back to your direction, pupils dilate when he feels your lips press ever so lovingly against his. Can practically hear his heart in his beating ears.

All while Yuji gleefully celebrates for his timid older brother from a near by bush, hiding his oh so "subtle" presence.