#thats a horrible tag (i giggled)

[opikiquu]

[shoecrabs]

Singer of the Serpents' Song

WHOOOOOOOOOOO I DID ITTTT!!!!!!!! YEAHHH!!!!!!!! >:DD

(greyscale and WIPs underneath the RambleTM

I had to repaint this since i got completely vibe checked (my app deleted itself when it crashed) and turns out all that was left was the reference sketch

she was just staring at me like that?? the absolute audacity of this girl??? Gaia I'm sorry I ever doubted you lmao what a way to go /j. it sucked but looking it back it was kind of impressive

anyways I love the 'viper vibes' piper has and I feel it's very underrated in her characterisation within the fandom, like, she has thr ptotential to be an assassin (burning maze as a good example) and can be compared to venomous snakes so, so easily considering she strikes with a tiny knife after bringing down the guard of her enemies with her charmspeak. so yes this was an excuse to let her be unhinged

here's the greyscale + lowkey shitty wip shots

the flats were very much a Trust The Process moment lol it looks awful I'm sobbing please ignore my lack of smart choices I was just a little angry when I restarted it all 💀

[the-flys-buzz]

alright as long as you insist. i dont wanna make you guys upset. i remember my sisters yelled at my the last time i did somethin like this in front of em-

hes still eating at least.....

KABOOM! He’s back!! Tada William! You have your dads again !!!

Did Steven fall again? Yeah. It’d be funny.

@ask-steven-stevenson

WASWAWA!!!!!! WELCOME BACK DAD!!!!!! i missed you. again. to the shock of no one.....

hes flapping his hands!!!!!! he has to make up for the lack of wings somehow.

[decaffeinatedworm]

I feel like my switchy side has come out so much more recently and my oh my how the conse's have quenced 💀 2 irl tk stories incoming - both helping in and then later being the victim recipient of gang tkling...

okay so first story happened about 2 weeks ago and the second happened a few days ago.

so I had my friends over at my place and our friend E (yes same E from my previous story) had had a pretty bad day and we were trying to cheer him up. we were sitting around on my couch, with E laying on the floor, and my friend next to me, "A", goes "you know Bug, I know one way we could get E to smile". now, we have previously tag-team tkled E before, because it takes two of us to stand a chance against him lol. so when he heard that, he immediately broke into a nervous grin and put his hands up in preparatory defense saying "i dont know about that,, thats not necessary,,," etc. but it was too late the idea had already taken hold. he stayed where he was laying on the ground while I grabbed his hands and tried my best to hold them as A grabbed an ankle and started tkling him. ngl I spent most of the time trying to keep my hold (he has over a foot of height on both of us but also definitely was not fighting back in earnest) but I did get a few squeezes in 😇. it only lasted like 2-3 minutes but once we stopped he had the giddiest smile after. he was significantly in a better mood after that, and for the rest of the night every time he seemed to be too in his head A would threaten that we'd wreck him again (it was honestly more flustering for me than it was him LOL)

OKAY SO that was pretty much it for a few days but the other day I had the tables turned on me (i did a whole lot of finding out with minimal fucking around). honestly it was a super similar situation to start - we were at E's house and I had a horrible day and i spent the whole day trying not to cry and eventually it all came tumbling out. after a really wholesome crying sesh and genuinely being comforted by my friends I was feeling way better. I was sitting on the floor, back resting on the couch, in between E and A. E then turns to A and is like "I think Bug could really use a smile right now" and without warning starts fluttering his fingers all around my neck, causing me to scrunch up and start frantically grasping for his hands. A then joins in and starts doing them same for like a full minute as I'm desperately giggling and half-heartedly reaching for them. they then move to my sides and belly (which was very illegal might I add) for like at least another minute. by the end I was so flustered and half delirious from tkles I couldn't even solidly grab their hands so I just hugged myself trying to cover spots as they moved to new ones. once they stopped I was so giggly for like the next 5 minutes it was so unfair. but I felt so loved and it was so gentle like no hard wrecking it was just light giggly tkles which was so nice after such a heavy day.

I think the tk bug bit our friend group after that because we literally ended up all piling into one big heap under blankets and literally every member of the group (cause there were more than just E, A, and me) got tkled at some point 🙈

it also ended up with E and A both learning about me liking to be tkled and both individually threatening to note that information for later (one of which has already used it to their advantage several times since then🫠)

anywho - that's all I got for now. but fr idk how I got so lucky to have a friend group that is so openly tkly. like I probably get tkled at least every other day which is great at setting a perpetual Lee mood lol. I'll share more soon:)

[moonybemine]

WHO WANNA BE BESTIES‼️ i need someone to giggle over hp with. you HAVE to be a jkr hater tho bc i hate terfs and am agender(im just vibin tho all gendered terms i use by vibe alone)

MINORS DNI

i have some Opinions on a lot of things about hp and i have some fluctuating emotions on certain characters. i genuinely treat every hp character like barbies that i play with and put into Shenanigans and Situations.

i will reading bashing fics especially albus ones i hate the things he did but i on occasion have been known to enjoy a good albus fic including ones where he's less "we have to kill voldy!!" and more "you (platonically or romantically)Love someone, dont you Tom?" like that spongebob meme. i do not like sirius or remus bashing, it's always overly harsh and vilifies a man locked away in the harshest prison who's mental faculties have been horribly abused, and while The Prank was an incredibly stupid attempt of a prank due to the danger it put severus in and also remus i ultimately believe it would've never happened in the first place if albus and minerva properly chastised the marauders earlier for their treatment of snape. we also don't know when this happened in the timeline of the marauders, was it before or after snape and lily's falling out. in remus' case he's a man who's been treated as a monster his whole life who was allowed into hogwarts by albus who then used this BOY'S gratitude to make him go into enemy territory and spy on and try to recruit people to the other side of the war. not to mention that albus groomed them all to fight the boy he FAILED(ive got so many opinions on tom and albus) and then when remus who support network was either dead or imprisoned he was told he couldn't raise harry and was told to not contact him. albus did all he fucking could to make harry miserable and pliable so that he'd sacrifice himself to end a war like a pig to slaughter. ur telling me Great Albus Dumbledore defeater of grindelwald couldnt find a solution to the horcrux besides having him walk to his death not to mention that he could've probably figured out horcruxes decades earlier and tried collecting them and probably would've succeeded! also i hate that the whole marauders generation is completely wiped out jkr u nasty bitch!

my ultimate fav ships are nottpott and wolfstar. ive BEEN a wolfstar lover since i was literally a child. nottpott entered my life last year and proceeded to ruin me on drarry(and pretty much every other ship involving harry and someone else or theo and someone else) i used to hate dramione bc i was apart of a toxic forum back in the day but i have grown to enjoy it bc it usually goes hand in hand with nottpott. i am forever a fremione and a pansmione gurlie tho. i love a lot of marauders ships as well jegulus/jily/jegulily/wolfstar/marylily/dorlene/pandalily/rosekiller/etc

i will mention i have dipped my toe into tomarry. i have enjoyed quite a few fics with this pairing and while i have enjoyed mostly ones where they are both teens, i do not like or support ones where its oldie voldie and literal child harry. its a grey area with somethings with them because of a multitude of factors and it shifts from a fic to fic basis. im not one to judge overly harsh over liking ships but i will judge in cases of straight up pedophilia but it will mostly result in a block because im not a child that starts fights on the internet anymore. i also do not support bestiality or incest and i'm specifying these things in particular due to a intimate relationship with the harry potter ao3 tag i know what freaks and weirdos exist there. literally the only fuckin fandom thats got a UNIQUE BESTIALITY tag

anyways msg me if ur interested <3

[hunting-songs]

How attractive are you? Tagged By: @bewitchingbaker ! Tagging: @skarletchains @kiigan @gyofukuki @saiakv @kylo-wrecked @muddsludge @zaeltry @distortedkilling @lightfaithed @soulfulempathy ...and YOU!

From one moment to another Senritsu started to laugh wildly, her mouth wide open and all her horribly crooked teeth clearly visible in their not so pretty glory. The laughter still danced in her throat when she hummed in all good humor and she lifted her fingers to dance happily after the melodic echo of her own laughter: "Yes, thats true. I happen to not be especially attractive for traditional beauty standarts. Never had been, actually- before or after that dark song." She shaked her head and than just winked up at the other just a little teasing: "Its just fair,mhmmm? It would be a horrible twist of fate if I would have got that very nimble fingers, talent for music and workethic and than also good looks. Now than, if that would have happned, there would not have been anything left for the other people living in the world, mhmmmmmmm?" Senritsu lasted exactly half a minute before she started to giggle over her own horrible joke and than hastily looked to the side to not again laugh with a open mouth right into the others face.

[crackedpumpkin]

Ohmygod bro good job getting your coffee cause I would’ve barely survived that too!!! Good looking people in general really just be paralyzing people for some reason 😭

Cafe hopping really is fun tho, now that I think about it I have a similar story too with fumbling words. I went to this craft store for the first time and was tryna look for string cause I wanted to make those necklace bottle things, I asked the two people working in English, and since they had a hard time communicating with me they literally ran to another working person then running back to find me in the small shop! I didn’t get string in the end but I got the bottle! Could’ve avoided that if I just spoke my native language- but I didn’t cause adults (the older ones in my family) usually made fun of me for it 😭

The little moments really make the big things!! Both of you, amazing writers, no lie. I’ve been thinking of writing too so is it okay if I ask what the advice was? /nf

Michael gets arc’d! No more chip docking! But genuinely based of you to put that much care into your characters and stories 💖

Yes please I didn’t even know fruit-ade is an actual word- I was just making things up-

i aspire to one day be that pretty.

Please the way I wheezed- fr though, never be afraid to speak your own native language! My second language is Chinese and I am horrible at speaking it under pressure. I even got laughed at by my boss - that's how bad it was lmaooo, but honestly i don't really care. I'm just happy it makes people smile and laugh at it alongside me^^

As for the advice given by blake, it was focusing about the small things that led up to the big moment! This is purely my own interpretation though, but essentially always justify their actions. For example, if i make babes fall for miles outta nowhere then it's a little sudden, right? There's gotta be some form of catalyst that caused it in the first place.

Especially in the situation theyre currently in. Neither are entirely sure what they are yet, besides employer and employee. Before even progressing to being lovers and stuff they gotta form some kinda bond first, right? So the main thing for me was how to justify each step in their relationship.

Aka, is it reasonable for them to warm up to each other by this stage?? Or are they still on rocky terms with each other? It's honestly a fun challenge for me to write, because it gives me a chance to put myself in their shoes more thoroughly.

Even irl, there's gotta be a catalyst to make you fall for someone in the first place, right? Maybe one day you notice their eyes are really nice, or maybe you like the way their laugh sounds. Even before that, it's the little things that they do to make you feel safe in the first place :) relationships dont form overnight, after all~

"i would need to read the full thing through but a good rule of thumb for progression is either feeling it out and reasoning through if their reactions make sense or making it clear that time has passed between chapters and giving it a little suspension of disbelief" - @buthowboutno-spamming

bro, when you start writing please tag me in it!! I would love to read your work, and i know you can do it!! Honestly take it from me - dont take things too seriously. Writing is meant to be fun, not stressful. Like, when blank canvas started out it was just for shits and giggles and goofy and fun. thats what i was aiming for the whole time, and i wanted people who read my fic to hopefully smile or even do the lil nose huff thing we all do when we find something on the internet funny ^^

I'll add on a little advice of my own - feel free to ignore it lolol, but essentially:

I find it really helpful to have some form of plan or outline for your fic. Mine s constantly being adjusted, but it helps so much when you write your chapter and maybe realize oh wait iwanna do this here and do that there, and you know where everything should go like a puzzle piece! Something else I'd say is that there doesnt always have to be drama lmao, sometimes a sweet heartwarming fic is enough. You're enough.

Again, the little moments matter, right? That's why in chapter five i just kinda did a little hangout session :)

And omg when i say i am thrilled to write michael's character arc fr. an eureka moment hit me outta nowhere and immediately i RAN to tell @theblindhag because she has been honestly nothig but supportive and an absolutely lovely human bean. Which also kinda reminds me: having a good friend listen to all the crazy ideas in your head is so amazing fr, and i hope you have/will find that friend. Honestly, feel free to send in asks whenever - id be more than happy to have a chat or chill out!

I'll make a post on the fruitade soon, its like 1am where i am rn lmao. keep your eyes peeled for it anon!! it's the actual easiest to make, trust.

As a little bonus extra, allow me to share a little moment from upcoming chapters :)

[santaclausisintofisting]

am i that transparent? ☣

set somewhere between the nebulous of wanyk-current era. the joot & tigger in my head need the slowest of slow burns to get into all this. enjoy | ship: jim root/corey taylor | words: 666 (can you believe this was unintentional) | warnings & tags: implied/referenced sexual content, fluff, they're kissin', thats about it unless you count their horrible. horrible pillow talk | summary: they've both wanted this for a while, and now that they have it, they're content. what's 30-odd years of pining, anyway?

read here or under the cut

Jim’s fingers fall along old strings, the acoustic sweep of a down-tuned guitar crackling through the afternoon air.

He’s sat on the floor, back slumped against his box spring, one knee bent to keep the neck of his guitar close. What started as a lame attempt at meditating- something he knew he was too hyperactive to sit down and actually do, but dealing with the silence after Corey went asleep was becoming unbearable- is now a mindful disturbance. His guitar might as well be his own half-ass meditation, even if he isn't actually playing anything, only fumbling and plucking over chords and notes that matched the pattern of his growing restlessness. He's not surprised Corey’s been able to sleep this long. For him, it isn't entirely out of character, as there's been countless times of his tendency to sleep in causing delays for their bands in the past. Leave it to Corey to test the patience of others in his sleep.

Jim’s very own patience was tested this morning. Every attempt he made at trying to get him up resulted in nothing but the soft snoring of a fucked-out man. His untouched serenity is what made Jim leave him alone. It's also what's making Jim pick up his tempo, the longer he thinks about Corey’s sleeping face.

The memory of Corey melting under his touch has his fingers wandering along the fretboard. His palm mutes a note as he thinks about Corey’s flushed skin, kneaded and pulled by the same palm so desperately, because he'll be the first one to be fucking honest about wanting him for so long. Last night he'd had him- finally, finally had him- and right now, as he's pulling at twos and fours, Corey is breathing on every odd note. The way he gasped under Jim’s weight echoes in the twinkling steps of Jim’s middle and index. Flashbacks of Corey’s bright smile matched the tune to Jim’s minor progression in perfect harmony. They were both beaming at a joke no one seemed to make. As Jim plays it over in his mind, they were definitely both reacting to each other’s post-orgasm faces.

Just as he's giggling to himself about it again- because Corey’s little nose pulled up into his brow as he panted like a dehydrated hound was actually really funny- the bed creaks, and the top of his hair is now tickled by a warm cheek.

“Some alarm clock you are.” Corey’s laying upside down, his voice like a twitching cicada trying to crawl its way out of molasses. Jim fucking loves it, unashamedly. Possibly hopes he can at least hear it for the rest of his life.

“You have to pay to get the ringtone sheet.” Jim pushes his nose into Corey’s, revels in the blush accompanying that laugh of his. “Remember ringtones?”

“Yeah,” Corey snorts, chasing Jim’s affection with a flurry of lips and chin, “we were only on, like, a dozen of those.”

“One for each album.” Jim knows he's smiling like an idiot and can't really know for sure if anything they've done together has been someone's jaunty little phone jingle, but Corey also doesn't seem to know, or even care. “Give or take some albums.”

“Speaking of,” Corey nods in the direction of Jim’s acoustic, an exasperated sigh pulling from his chest, “are we goin’ somewhere?”

Leave it to Corey to not know if they were supposed to be in the studio by now, and to assume Jim’s not-so-subtle way of telling him that was to noodle around for hours on end waiting for him to wake up.

“Nope.” Jim’s attention is still on Corey, but his fingers carry on with strumming, open notes fading out while his unoccupied hand draws patterns in the carpet underneath him. “Just keepin’ myself busy.”

“Good.” Corey doesn't wait for Jim to explain his plans for the rest of the day, only shoves their faces together in what can only be described as the world's worst upside down kiss.

[natsbaby]

The Contract [18+]

Pairing: Professor!Natasha Romanoff x Student!Reader

Summary: you go meet with your professor for the requested 8 pm and it opened the door of opportunities for both you and Nat

Warnings: a LOT of sexual themes that leads to sex (mentions of foreplay but not like sex-sex, mommy kink, Dom and Sub contract), cursing, mentioned drinking

(Long) A/N: this might be the closest you guys will get to smut from my end (for now 👀) but thank you guys so much for loving this little projected fantasy- story of mine! It’s officially my birthday so this is my way for thanking you guys for being my 2021-2022 plot twist by opening this new “mini series”!! It’ll take time for me to actually update this and I don’t have an idea how many parts this will be so lets see!! Hope you guys enjoy 🤩

Tags: @jayxxace @readings-stuff @romaaa28 @yvungmxshroom @karmasgxrl @hallefuckingluyah @donnietarantino

Staring is Bad [pt 1]

“Oh my god? oh my god…. oh my god???!! oh my god!!!!” you say animatedly through all the emotions while staring at the piece of paper in your hands.

This is literally what you’ve wanted since the moment you stepped into the lecture hall and saw your professor writing her name on the board. On one hand, your logical brain is thinking that this is an absolute horrible idea through and through. If people gets the idea that there’s anything between you and Natasha then welp, goodbye future. But on the other hand thats curious and will benefit your you-know-what, this could be a fun experience and maybe no one will find out! Its college, you’re both adults and there’s no rule with student-professor relationships.. that you know of.

Before you could even put the paper away, a sudden weight falls on your back side causing your knees to buckle. Luckily, you caught your balance on time as your attacker giggles at your suffering.

“My gosh Ellie!” You groan as she gets off you causing her to laugh.

Ellie’s your classmate in a lot of your mechanical engineering classes and you’d normally hang out with her when your normal best friend is in her other english major classes. She became your best friend too throughout then years you’ve known each other here in college.

“You were so deep in thought, you okay?” She asks with a tilt of her head causing you to sigh. She’s heard of Natasha, but honestly who doesn’t?

Natasha, alongside some other professors, are known to be this group of really attractive set of professors throughout the different majors. Professor Stark for the engineering classes, Professor Rogers for the economics and history classes, Professor Maximoff and Professor Romanoff for the literature classes, and Professor Danvers for the aviation classes. Honestly they’re all annoyingly attractive it isn’t fair at this point.

“So I’m guessing this is a girl problem?” She teases as she glances at the piece of paper clutched against your chest. Your reaction just gives it away as she gasps in shock and excitement. “So it is??”

You think about it for a moment, not wanting to show off as a booty call but luckily Nat didn’t put any initials or alike so you can pass this off as a student than a professor.

“You’re so not ready for this” you chuckle softly as you hand her the piece of paper. She excitedly takes the paper, reading it and she gasps at the end.

“Oh my god!! Who is this? Do we know them?? Are you going?” She asks excitedly, bouncing at the balls of her feet that it reminds you of an excited child who was given permission to eat ice cream for dinner. You shrug in response as you take back the paper.

“I’ve been thinking about it, might be fun but on the other hand, I’m busy and we have school” you rationalize as you both start walking to your next class. She scoffs at that, rolling her eyes in response.

“Come on, We’ve been friends throughout college I already know you at this point. You don’t study so it just means you’re considering it” you grin at her as you bat your eyelashes innocently.

“Of course, I’m also not stupid when the opportunity to meet with someone hot after class hours comes along”

The cold night air blows causing your skirt to fly up a bit, and a shiver run through you. You’re wearing a black mini skirt and a black button down thats tied at the front and 2 of those button are unbuttoned to show your cleavage a bit more than normal, just enough to tease. You’re also wearing your black kitten heels to put the look together with your normal makeup and wine red lipstick. You had to make sure Ellie nor your best friend would catch you, so you made sure to make something up and prepare for the worse.

According to your best friend who graciously helped you get ready since she’s the only one who knows about Natasha, you look great and you honestly do feel great. You start to feel your hands clamp up as you walk closer to Natasha’s office. Your heart starts to increase in intensity of heart beats as you finally reach her door with the “Professor N. Romanoff” plate on it. You take a deep breath as you raise your fist to the door, silently praying to whichever god is watching over you at this moment.

You gently knock on the door, waiting a few seconds and finally heard Nat saying ‘come in’. You open the door and the first thing you noticed is how dim it actually is at night despite the yellow fluorescent lights giving the room that dark academia glow. It’s your first time to be in her office and you can’t help but glance around at awe at the ceiling to floor bookshelves, full of literature books of all languages.

“Wow” you say softly as you look around while going in the room, and blindly closing the door behind you. Nat chuckles at your reaction, smirking as she leans against her table behind her.

“Welcome to my office, your first time?” You nod in response as you notice the dark brown leathered furniture, specifically a really comfortable looking couch at the back of the room. You hear Nat’s heels clacking against the wooden floorboards causing you to look at her, her dark forest green eyes looking at you as if you’re her prey and ready to pounce. She stops right in front of you, raising her hand to your cheek and gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You look absolutely delicious, darling” her seductive tone causes a shiver run through your spine, Nat’s perfume invading your senses as if its an aphrodisiac and your brain just short circuits.

Nat’s smirk widens as you unconsciously whimper at her actions. She takes a step forward, causing you to take a step back until your back bumps against the door, letting out a thud from the sudden impact. Nat places her hand against the door behind you and uses her other hand to trail her finger up and down your arm, sparks flying as she does that.

“I’m glad you came” she says as she slowly leans in then down, your eyes widening and swallow deeply to get rid of the lump in your throat.

“R-r-really?” You stutter as you unconsciously glance down. Due to Nat’s heels, she’s towering you at this point and it doesn’t help that her cleavage is almost literally right by your face.

“I wanted to offer you some wine, have a small conversation before I make a move but..” she trails off as she gently presses her lips at the spot behind your ear. You feel a hot spark go down to your lower region at that, gasping as you feel her warm breathe.

“It’s hard to control myself when you’re here looking so sweet and pretty for me, ready to spread your legs for me with just one look from me” she says softly, almost sweetly if it weren’t for the seduction and want dripping thickly in her voice.

She presses another kiss at the same spot, placing more kisses trailing down your jaw as you let out a series of whimpers and grip into Nat’s arm that’s now trying to open your top. She smirks smugly at your reaction to her actions, she continues her kisses down to your neck. You gasp at the sensation of her lips against your neck, feeling your knees weaken. Nat notices this as she continues her kisses and uses her free hand to hold you by the waist and pulls you against her.

“You’re mine now sweetheart, and I’m not letting you go”

“You seriously took your- OH MY GOD Y/N!” Your best friend/roommate exclaims as she sees you the next day. Her jaw drops as you look like you’ve been through absolute hell with all the hickeys on your neck, your top wrinkled from your last night’s events and half-hazardously buttoned up causing a button to be out of place and your stockings basically gone. You smirk at your friend as you put down your phone and wallet on your table as you start to grab some clothes from your side of the closet.

“Gosh that was such a great night” you sigh dreamily as you lean against the door of the closet so you could face your friend who’s on her bed, now sitting up intrigued with what you have to say.

“You look like you’ve been to a brothel” she jokes but scrunches her nose in disgust as she catches a whiff from you. “Gosh you smell like it too, I’m guessing she’s that good?”

“Yea” you say with a dopey smile as you recount last night’s events. “But don’t tell anyone or I’m gonna kill you”

Nat crashes her lips against yours, kissing you such intensity and conviction that makes you melt against her. You drape your arms around her neck as she paws at your breasts through your top, growling against your lips as she notices your lack of bra. She slightly swipes her tongue against your lower lip, you open your mouth slightly allowing Nat to push her tongue in to messily make out with you against her door.

“She did not” your best friend says in shock as you get out of the shower in your dorm room, rubbing your towel against your hair to remove the excess water. You chuckle at your friend’s dumbfound look, nodding in response.

“I know she’s physically hot but wow that woman knows her shit you know” you say as you sit down on your friend’s bed. “Anyway”

Nat picks you up by the thighs and leads you to the couch in her office, placing you down and hovers over you as she attacks your neck. She’s a woman on a mission and she hums in appreciation as she finds your soft spot and your little sigh in pleasure turns her on even more. “Professor-“

“Call me Natasha” She mumbles before sucking harder, nipping and licking at the area to form a hickey as your hips unconsciously move to find any source of friction to ease the warm and uncomfortable sensation at your lower region. Nat pulls back and smirks at your whimper from the loss of sensation.

“Will you be a good girl for mommy?”

Your best friend gasps as she violently whacks your arm and leg as you laugh hysterically at her reaction.

“Oh my god Professor Romanoff has a mommy kink oh my god????” She says in complete disbelief as she stares at you with wide eyes.

“That’s all I’m telling you okay? I honestly shouldn’t have said more but PROMISE don’t tell anyone okay?” You look at her seriously who agrees to not tell anyone at all.

You smile and stretch, a satisfied groan leaves your lips as you lay down. “Gosh that was so great”

“Will you two doing whatever relationship this is? Or is this a one time thing?” She asks as she lays down besides you. You shrug as you sigh.

“I hope there’ll be more, but you never know right? She said she’ll call me but let’s see” as if on cue, your phone rings causing the both of you to jump as you scramble for your phone and answer it.

“Hello?” You ask as you both look at each other with confused looks.

“I’m surprised you can still talk properly from all the screaming last night” Nat teases over the phone as she waves goodbye to the last student as they leave the room. “I’m sorry for making you leave in the morning, normally I would cook you something and stay in but I had a morning class”

“It’s no problem, I get it” you say as a grin forms on your lips as you watch your best friend’s mouth ‘oh my god??’ while waving her arms frantically. “Do you still have any classes today?”

“That’s why I called actually” she starts as she quickly glances at her calendar on her table. “Can I see you? To make up for this morning”

“Sure I’d love to” you say with a smile as you try really hard not to laugh at your friend’s shocked and excited expression. “I don’t have any classes today so I can meet you in 15 minutes?”

“Perfect, see you in my office” Nat ends the call and you slowly put your phone down.

“Oh my god I’m meeting her in 15 minutes” you say in disbelief as your friend squeals loudly causing you to squeal with her.

You finally arrive to Nat’s office, raising your first to knock but the door suddenly opens revealing a different professor.

“Professor Maximoff?” You ask as you quickly glance at the name plate on the door. Wanda chuckles softly at your shocked look, giving you a kind smile.

“Ah, Y/N it’s been a while. How’s Y/B/F/N?” She was your best friend’s professor for a few classes and you’d normally wait for her outside of the lecture hall to hang out. After some times of you doing that, Wanda would notice your presence and sometimes allow you to sit in so you wouldn’t wait outside, basically being an honorary member of the class.

“She’s doing alright” you reply as kindly as you clasp your hands together behind your back. “Is Professor Romanoff there?”

“Wanda, stop terrorizing my student” Nat scowls as she walks up to the both of you. Wanda smirks at Nat as she gently pats her cheek gently.

“I’m not, I happen to know Y/N as well” Wanda says nonchalantly as she looks at her wrist watch. “Anyway, I have a class to teach so I’ll see you for dinner Nat?”

“Of course, see you” Nat waves at Wanda as she leaves, making you also wave goodbye but you stop halfway as Nat pulls you into the office, closing the door behind you and crashes her lips against yours causing you to groan.

“Let me make it up to you from this morning, alright?” Nat mumbles against your lips as you whimper in response causing Nat to smirk a little at that. She pulls back after some time causing you to gasp out and breathe in some air. She gently holds your wrist and leads you to her table and you see a small stack of paper with a bold title on top.

“Submissive Contract?” You ask as you pick up the top page as you read it.

“I’m a dominant outside my teaching profession and I’d love to have you as my submissive. It’s alright for you to say no but-“ you cut her off by plucking the pen out of her right breast pocket, leaning over her table and signing your name on the dotted line. You hand the pen back to Nat who’s looking at you with a shocked but amused look.

“You’re not even gonna question it?” You shake your head no then smile at her innocently, sealing the fate of your journey with Nat.

“You had me the moment I walked into your classroom, now you can have me for as long as you want. I believe it’s a win-win situation for the both of us, don’t you think?”

[iloveart06]

Reassurance

Gif Not mine

Warnings: None just Fluff

Looking himself at the mirror, he admires his body and the clothing he were wearing. A yellow plaid skirt along with a regular white crop top with a beautiful diamond ring in his left hand finger. M/N smiles at his reflection before exciting the  room to walk downstairs where he finds his future husband sitting on the sofa with their pup next to him. “Hey sugar.” Smiled his Fiance. M/N smiles back, “Like my outfit?” “Do I liked it? I love it.” Chris chuckled, patting his leg for M/N to come and sit down at. “How is my Fiance doing.” Questioned the Bostonian man as he placed kisses at the crook of M/N’s neck.

“I’m good, feeling sexy as always.” Shrugged M/N. “My baby is always sexy.” Chris gropes the male ass earning a yelp from him. “Christopher not here. We have our son next to us.” They both look down to see Dodger looking at them, confused but cute. “Right...then lets move to the room.” He was about to lift M/N up when the male jumps out. “Nuh uh we had sex last night.” 

The Bostonian man groans with a frowny face. “Plus you haven’t taken Dodger out so go do it.” Chris folds his arms frowning at his fiance. “No” It was so child-like of him, one of the things M/N loved about Chris. “Christopher.” Warns M/N. They both squint their eyes at each other before Chris huffs. “Finnee, come on dodger.” The dog wails his tail, jumping of the couch as he followed behind his owner. M/N smacks Chris’s ass, “Don’t give me that face Mister. You choose me so now you deal with me.” 

 “Come with me. Remember till death part us apart.” He teasingly said. M/N raises his eyebrow, “We aren’t even married.” “Soon will be”  Come on M/N it’s not cold nor hot outside. Even Dodger wants you to tag along.” God if it weren’t for the Bostonian’s man and the pups pleading eyes, M/N would have said no. 

Sighing, “Fine Imma go change.” 

“No no don’t. You look good like that.” Chris gently grabs M/N’s wrist, stopping him. “Chris I don’t want attention, the-” “Bubba it’s fine, we’re just walking down the street. Now go put your shoes on and get your pretty ass out.” His reassurance and the small wink he sent to M/N made his heart flutter. “Sure I guess.” “Thats my boy.” Chris smacks M/N ass making him yelp. “No sex tonight.” M/N warned the Bostonian man. “Yea right.” mumbled Chris under his breath.

Once they were prepared, the couple held hands as they walk down the street. It was calm, not so many people like Chris said. “Mom says you should wear the orange plaid skirt for thanksgiving which I in fact agree.” “Your mother sure does sense of fashion unlike her son especially when he was in his 20s.” M/N giggled. “Hey! It was the 20s, that was fashion back then and I was in my early twenties.” Protested Chris. “I’m still gonna make fun of you for that.” The couple laugh and chat, too distracted to know their were a paparazzi guy taking photos of them...

Later That Same Night

The lights of the lamp illuminated in the room at M/N’s side. Chris was downstairs in his office attending some ASP meeting while M/N was upstairs in their shared room, in his laptop, going through social media. Scrolling and scrolling his finger goes until he stops and his eyes widen with terror written on them. ‘Chris evans spotted with mysterious man holding hands, Possible lover?  Below the article, photos of him and Chris walking dodger were shown. Thousands of headlines were written the same. And down in the comments were such mean horrible messages, like ‘Fuck we lost another one to the other side.’ or ‘Him? Thought Chris Evans had better type then that F@G.’

Jesus they were even death threats. The male immediately jumps up from the bed and runs downstairs. “Chris Chris! Oh god Chris.” The Bostonian man gets up his sit, alarmed by his fiance barging in his office. “M/N what’s wrong!?” “THey foUND OUT ABout uS. We ARe AlL OVeR thE INterNet” Hollered M/N. Chris confused and  a bit scared. He could only scratch the back of his head. “I have like a million messages from your suppose fans leaving me death threats, FUCK” “God M/N I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for-” “Chris it’s fine, it wasn’t your fault...I’m gonna go rest, Goodnight.” Seeing his Fiance so dreary made Chris feel so fucking guilty. So without a thought, the Bostonian man opens up his phone and presses record.   

M/N laid in bed with the sheets on top of his body. Silent but lost in his racing mind. All hell has been unleashed, how could he go to work or even around the corner without worrying about a creep taking photos. Especially now that his Fem side has been announced to the world. How would he deal with that. M/N crinkles his nose when the door suddenly opens. Footsteps slowly approach him before a body presses down on the bed, sitting next to him. “M/N...” whispered the Bostonian man. But he doesn’t respond. He shouldn’t be doing it since it wasn’t his sweet fiance fault. “Sweetheart.” Chris cooed in M/N’s, earning a small giggle from the male.

“I...I told the world about us. Made it clear that your the love of my life and my soon to be husband and if they ever mess with you, I will kick their asses.” With a small grin, M/N turns to face Chris. “Did you really say the last part?” “No but I will if they keep bothering ya.” The Bostonian man chuckled, “Now come on get your ass up, let’s watch some movies.” M/N groans, “Nooo, I’m already comfortable in bed.”

Chris exhales loudly before lifting M/N and taking him in his arms, bridal style. “Seriously.” mumbled the male. “Yep” replies Chris. Taking him downstairs into the living room, the Bostonian man places M/N down on the sofa before laying himself down next to him with blankets covering their bodies. “I don’t usually watch scary movies but I’m doing this for you.” The film Nightmare on Elm Street began rolling. “I love you bubba.” M/N peck Chris’s chin. “I love yo-DoDgEr” The pup jumped on top of the two male making them laugh. “Looks like we got our son to reassure us throughout the whole movie.” Chris said. M/N hums, agreeing as he relaxes himself to the warmth around him. The night ends with the lovebirds huddling with their pup as they tremble in fear from the movie. But at the end they will always each other.

[lilysdaydreams]

Praise Bingus (No fucking way)

→  I do not claim to know corpse- therefore please don't think that this is what he would actually act like, or that any details about his life are actually true. this is fiction.

→ Pairing: Corpse Husband X Fem!Reader

→ Genre: Angst and fluff. (FLUFF IS COMING I SWEAR)

→ Words: 3.9k

→ In a world where everyone is born with a mark on their wrist, two souls come together over the power of bingus.

→ (this isnt crack lol)

→ Warnings: Lots of swearing, um self-depreciation? rejection (kinda) and negative thoughts overall. Sorry im new to warnings.

→ Authors Note: this is the first time im doing like angst so please tell me if I did well? Um also, I’ve already started on the part 2 so keep your eyes out for that. If you wanna be tagged for part two please comment and lemme know. Also check out my other fics if you want!

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Soulmates were a phenomenon. They'd been there for ages, drawn into the Egyptian tomb paintings, seen in the cave paintings from millions of years ago, talked about in stories passed down from generation to generation. They could be matching drawings, first words, names; all black before the soulmates met and turning gold the moment they talked to each other. There wasn't a scientist in the world who could explain the phenomenon.

You'd received your mark at birth just like everyone else, a sentence running around your wrist,

"No fucking way."

Your parents weren't that happy when you asked at the age of 4 what "fucking" meant but it wasn't that bad. You were happy that you had something unique, something other than the "Hi," or "Excuse me," that was on every other arm.

When you were 13, a little girl on the train pointed to your wrist and asked her mom what it meant. Ever since then, you'd taken to wearing bracelets over it. This had turned out to be a good idea because a few years later you started making Youtube videos. At the age of 16, you started a Youtube channel where you focused on a variety of things; makeup, fashion, games, art, skits and a whole lot more.

At the age of 20, you had a steady following of a little more than a million subscribers, and you had moved to LA to be closer to all your Youtube friends. You hadn't just grown on Youtube, you'd also started a lot of side projects. You were known for the art that you did on the side, along with the makeup palette you'd come out with a year ago. Soon you were planning to release a merch collection, one that you had been working on for a whole year now.

You hadn't met your soulmate at this point but honestly, you didn't really mind. Balancing Youtube and study (along with all your other side projects) was hard. There was no need to add the struggle of love into it... Or that's what you told yourself anyways.

There were days though, days where you wished you had someone to hug, someone to cuddle in bed with, someone to go on long walks with. You didn't let yourself wallow on it that long though. Crying about it was gonna do absolutely nothing.

It started on a rainy day. The story of you and him. You were editing your soon to be uploaded video, an e-girl outfits lookbook, which had been requested by your followers. Your personal style was all over the place and your previous soft girl and cottage care look books had done well, so you decided to continue the series.

You eyes blurred as you looked at the same point of the video, and you sighed, removing your glasses and rubbing your eyes. Your editor was sick and had let you know that they wouldn't be able to edit it by the deadline so here you were, editing it yourself. You stretched in your chair letting out a yawn. You were contemplating on whether to make coffee or not when your phone pinged.

"Nooooo" you whined when you noticed it was on the coffee table that was just a little out of your reach. Stretching your foot out, you tried to grab it between your toes and then sighed when the phone fell.

"I have zero luck, I swear" you muttered to yourself, bending to pick up the phone.

The text was from Rae, asking you to join a game of Among Us. You and Rae had been friends for a bit now, which all started when she came across your art and decided to order something from you. You had chatted and clicked immediately, immediately becoming fast friends. Ever since the lockdown started, she often asked you to join in on Among us games and your friendship had really grown over these past few months.

You sent a quick "sure!" and then went to your table, waiting for the PC to turn on. Quickly tweeting out that you were streaming, you opened up Youtube and turned on the stream, saying a quick hello and letting them know what you'd be doing.

"Rae just invited me guys, I don't really know who's there," you mumbled, replying to a comment asking you who you were playing with.

You squinted your eyes, joining the voice chat and then opening your phone camera to quickly check that you didn't look horrible. Sure you didn't really care about how you looked but it was always good to check that you didn't have anything stuck between your teeth before you turned on the camera.

There was already a conversation going on, between who you thought was Corpse and Sykkuno, judging by their voices.

"Yeah I could totally do that. Get a cat and name it Bingus. I wonder if th-"

You gasped when you heard what they were talking about and unmuted yourself immediately yelling "PRAISE LORD BINGUS" and effectively shocking everyone in the chat.

A moment of silence and then Rae yelled: "OH MY FUCKING GOD Y/N, YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME."

You giggled as everyone groaned and whined, saying hi as they realised who it was. You had played with Sykkuno and the others a few times before but you'd never met Corpse before. You'd heard his voice though, as he was trending on twitter constantly over the past few weeks. Once they all quietened down, you realised Corpse hadn't said anything. Since you knew everyone else in the lobby, you introduced yourself, wondering if you'd scared him a bit too hard.

"Hey Corpse, I'm Y/N from Y/C/N, its so nice to finally meet you," you said gritting your teeth at you awkward introduction. For a second there was no response and then three words were said that made your jaw drop to the floor.

"No fucking way"

He had whispered it, obviously still in shock, and your eyes widened in surprise as a tingle spread all over your body. So this was what everyone meant by "you'll just know," when you asked them about how you would recognize your soulmate.

"Holy shit" you thought frozen in your seat.

Never had you been more glad that you hadn't turned the camera on yet.

"Uhhhh-" you started, but stopped now knowing what to say.

What the fuck were you supposed to do now.

"Wha- Whats wrong?" Rae asked after a moment passed.

Corpse cleared his throat and started "Its um, shes my -" and you cut him off, heart beating in your chest.

"Nothing. Its nothing." you said talking over him. "Who else are we waiting for Rae?" you asked joining the lobby quickly and choosing red as your colour.

"Uh one more person," she said slowly, still a bit confused.

"Oh awesome!" you said fake enthusiasm prevalent in your voice. "So Sykkuno," you started, wanting to keep the conversation going. "How's Bimbus doing?"

Sykkuno launched into a story of Bimbus and you blew out a sigh of relief, mind still numb over the revelation.

Corpse was your soulmate.

The guy who had literally went viral the past few weeks was your soulmate.

You'd finally found him.

You heard Rae cut Sykkuno off, telling everyone she was starting the game and muttered a "Thank god" when the words "CREWMATE" appeared on your screen. You would not have been able to play imposter at the moment, your mind pretty much stuck on the fact that Corpse was your fucking soulmate.

Heading down to admin, you realised you hadn't said anything yet to the stream so you quickly turned on your cam, saying a quick sorry to the viewers.

"Sorry guys, I forgot to put the camera on," you smiled focusing on card swipe.

"I hope everyone's been okay, I know this was quite sudden, but Rae invited me and I was like why not you know," you said rambling as you moved to comms and did the task there.

Lights were called and you moved to electrical, arriving there just as Leslie fixed them. You moved into the back of electrical doing the three tasks you had there when Sykkuno suddenly came in and went straight to standing on top of the vent.

You giggled already knowing his trick.

"Okay guys," you mumbled watching Sykkuno wiggle on the vent. "do we trust Sykkuno or not?"

"You know what," you said making a split second decision. "Its the first game, we might as well."

Joining him on the vent, you stilled for a second and then breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't automatically kill you.

"See, what did I tell you guys huh?" you question smiling straight at the camera. "I knew Sykkuno could be trusted."

You decided to follow Sykkuno going into reactor with him and starting 'Simon says' and just as you were on the last part, a body was found making you let a whine out.

"Guysss," you whined to the camera as Rae started talking about how she had found Daves body in admin.

"Um, I havent been in admin since the start of the game," you said, "also I can clear Sykkuno, for the last part of the round, he's been with me since lights went out."

Sykkuno confirmed it, "Yup that's right, also I can hard clear Y/N cuz guess what? She stood on the vent with me and none of us died."

Everyone chuckled as he said "Thats good enough for me."

"Uh, I was in navigation mostly." said Lily.

"Poki, can I just ask what you were doing?" said Sean, an undercurrent of mirth present.

"Me?" asked Poki speaking for the first time. "What was I doing?"

"You weren't doing any tasks, you were literally just walking from one side of medbay to the other when I peeked in."

Poki started laughing, trying to get her words out at the same time.

"Okay so-" a giggle. "okay okay- I was just, I was trying to um do the beep test," she said finally breaking down and making everyone else laugh as well.

"What the fuck?" you said, laughing at the image in your mind.

"My chat told me to do it last game so I decided to do it now, I was literally just playing around," she said finally, adding "I swear I'm not imposter" at the end.

"Hmmm," you hummed, bringing a hand up to stroke your chin. "Are you sure it was last game Poki... hm...."

Giggling at Poki indignant "YES it was last game", you quickly skipped voting like everyone else as the timer went into the last ten seconds.

Humming a tune under your breath, you went back to reactor, taking a minute to carefully do Simon says and then moved to the other task counting out one two three as you pressed on the numbers. Humming, you moved out of reactor, only to come face to face with Corpse. You paused for a second, and then moved ahead, refusing to show anything on camera. For some reason he followed you as you went to storage, looking at you while you did the trash.

"Why is he just staring?" you mumbled, biting your lip. God, you really didn't wanna think of him right now. You started walking to shields, him still walking with you when lights were called and not a second later a body was reported.

Suddenly there was screaming your ears as Toast and Rae both started accusing each other.

"Wait- Wait WAIT" yelled Poki trying to get them to stop. "What happened?"

"I'll explain" declared Rae, not letting toast get a word in. "We were in navigation okay, me, Toast and Leslie. Lights went out, and suddenly a report buttons there. It's either Toast or someone came in just as lights went out and killed but that doesn't seem likely because I didn't see anyone anywhere near us at all. Anyways I'm fucking telling the truth guys, its Toast, he's the one who did it."

"Toast, do you have anything to say for yourself?" asked Corpse, his voice making your insides shiver.

"Holy shit, this is my soulmate", you thought for the fiftieth time.

"Uh yeah," replied toast. "I didn't do it."

Everyone laughed as he continued.

"Like seriously, I wouldn't do anything like this because it'd be a stupid move from my own part, and I think Raes smart enough to not do this as well. I think someone else came in just as lights went down and killed immediately, which to be honest, was pretty smart of them."

"Okay so I can clear Corpse," you cut in noticing the timer was close. "he was with me in weapons when it happened, he wouldn't have had time to go all the way up, or even vent there because we were literally walking in."

"Yup that's right," confirmed corpse.

"I'm in cafeteria" said Poki.

"Yeah, I saw her on my way to weapons," said Sykkuno, "and I'm in weapons right now,"

"I'm in lower engine" said Sean, and Lily said she was in reactor.

"I think it's Toast," you mumbled and then rose your voice to talk over everyone. "Look okay fine, maybe he said it was a stupid move and he wouldn't do it but maybe he did it for that exact reason. He thought he could get away with it because no one would expect him to do something like that."

As the timer started going down by 10, you voted for Toast and it turned out 3 had skipped the vote while five had voted for him.

damn.

"Guys you actually voted for him?" you said in a high voice, re-enacting one of Sykkunos most said lines.

You heard a "oh for gods sake" from Rae before everyone went silent and you giggled as you moved back down to weapons to do your tasks.

You finished all your tasks and decided to go to security to check where everyone is. Humming as you moved through the electrical hallway, you narrowed your eyes as Corpse came out of electrical and went towards storage. Quickly ducking in you didn't see a body so you headed back out, going into cams and gasping as you saw the body. Reporting immediately you were shocked to see the four kills that had happened. Now only you, Corpse, Sean and Rae were left.

"Oh my god," you mumbled confused. Either there were still two imposters, and Toast wasn't the imposter or the imposter literally killed and did nothing else. Now either that could mean that its definitely Rae if Toast wasn't the imposter, or that it was Corpse as the only imposter left. That was a bit weird though becuase he could have totally killed you at the start of the game. You didn't suspect Sean at all.

"What the fuck?" mumbled Corpse, and Rae made her animal noises expressing her shock.

"Okay," you said taking charge and relaying the kill and your theory to everyone. "So either it was Toast and there's only one other imposter, who is Corpse. Or Toast wasn't an imposter and there's two of them left. I-" you took a deep breath in at the end, very confused. " I don't know anymore,"

"I think its Corpse as well,"

Corpse who hadn't said anything up till this moment suddenly started stammering out "hey-hey uh let-lets not gang up on me okay. It's not-"

"No, wait, its because Y/N said you came out of electrical right, and I saw you in upper engine literally a bit ago and you went down. I went towards cafeteria so I don't know exactly where you went but its totally possible that you killed."

You voted form him after that, convinced it was Corpse, and the other followed quickly.

"Guys what the fuck, at least give me a chance to explain my self" he whined when his body was thrown off the ship seconds later. You cheered when the "VICTORY" sign was displayed across the screen, bringing up your chat and laughing at Toast as he pretended to be angry at me.

"That was a great round, good work Y/N"

"Thankyou" you mumbled staring at your chat. You were confused when you saw the absolute influx of messages on there, and you were barely able to read them because they were going so fast. You scrolled up, and read through the few of the messages;

"You've made corpse sad."

"Corpse has literally been so quite since you came in, can you leave."

"Omg stop with the hate messages, its not her fault if corpse isn't talking to you"

"are you his ex or something? What was that reaction at the start?"

"what did you do? Corpse literally hasn't said a word since you came in."

"Um..."

Corpse POV

Corpses heart stopped for a minute, his breath catching. The words on his wrist glowed gold, and he stared at the little red character standing there.

This person was the reason that he had "PRAISE BINGUS" stretched across his wrist.

They were the only reason that he had searched "Bingus" on google for all of his life. The only reason Corpse knew about the meme before anyone else was because he was constantly monitoring the word online. Ever since March, he had been waiting with bated breath, anxious that he could meet his soulmate at any moment. and here you were.

For some reason, he had never expected that he would meet you in among us, or while he was on stream. He always thought it'd be someone outside. It was a bit stupid in hindsight as all he did nowadays was play among us.

He heard you introduce yourself to him but the only thing that came out of his mouth was “No fucking way”.

Immediately after he wanted to slap himself.

“Idiot” he thought to himself. “At least try to make a good impression.”

When Rae asked what was wrong, heat sprung to his cheeks as he started revealing that they were soulmates, but Y/N cut him off, saying that it was nothing.

Corpse’s heart sank a little then.

'Maybe she’s just a private person,' he reasoned with himself.

'I shouldn’t have tried to say it on stream either. God, I’m a fucking idiot, if I said it, literally everyone would know and not only would I have hated the attention, she probabaly would have as well.'

Convincing himself that she was right, he reassured himself that it wasn’t because of him. She wasn’t revealing it because she probably didn't want all the attention.

For some reason though, his heart sank even more when Y/N didnt talk to him, instead talking to sykkuno about his dog. Like sure he could understand not wanting to reveal they were soulmates but shouldn’t she at least wanna talk to him? At this point he wouldn’t even mind if she talked about his voice like everyone else.

He groaned when the word "Imposter" came across his screen, his and Toasts character standing together. He was not in the right mindset right now to be able to be a good imposter. Breathing in deeply he continued in the game, with the first round passing by quick. The second round, he saw Y/N and stood with her for a bit wondering if he should kill her. Her red character moved to weapons and he sighed moving the mouse over the kill button. Just as he was thinking of clicking a body was found. Corpse swore as Toast flew off the ship. Deciding he needed to speed it up he killed four people in the round, hissing when the meeting was called. The moment Y/N accused him, he knew it was over. He didn't even bother defending himself much, just hoping the game would end soon.

When they were in the lobby, he quickly told everyone that he was going to leave because his internet was acting up. Turning off the stream after saying a quick thank you to everyone, he leaned back in his seat breathing through his nose.

What the fuck was his life.

Even his soulmate didnt want him. Honestly, he should have expected this. Abandoned at 12 with no one around him, why did his expect his soulmate to even give a fuck about him. Tears pricked his eyes and he blinked trying to get rid of them. He breathed in deeply, grabbing the water on the table and taking a big gulp. He had never hated himself more than he did right now. Why couldnt he have an easier life.

“Why cant I just fucking be NORMAL” he yelled throwing the empty bottle of water at the wall.

Throwing himself into bed, he scrunched up his eyes, hoping that sleep would come today, not noticing as his phone lit up with a single message.

Your POV

You stayed for another game and then ducked out apologizing and making an excuse up.

"Sorry it was such a short stream, everyone," you said pouting at the camera. "It was fun though so hopefully I get to do it again." Waving goodbye, you turned off the camera and leaned your head back staring at the ceiling.

What the actual fuck.

Grabbing your phone, you stared at it for a bit. Everything that you had pushed to the back of your mind in the game, was suddenly in the forefront.

The only thing you knew about Corpse was that he had a really deep voice, he narrated horror movies, and he maybe did music?

'Rae mentioned that once right?' you thought to yourself.

You unlocked the phone and then locked it again, too scared to actually do anything.

Unlocked.

Locked.

Unlocked.

Locked.

"Oh get a grip," you muttered to yourself, opening the phone and sending a text to Rae.

‘Hey Rae, do you have corpses number? Do you mind sending it to me, I need to tell him something.’

A reply came in a minute,

‘umm, why. he's pretty private so idk i don't rlly wanna give his number if he doesn't want someone to have it’

You sighed, and decided you might as well tell her. You knew Rae wouldn't betray your trust.

‘He's my soulmate’

Immediately a ‘AHDJHAKJKAGDAK’ came as a reply and you giggled at the string of emojis after it.

‘Don't tell anyone,’ you sent quickly, trying to calm her down.

‘Okay okay, its XXX - XXX - XXXX, ASHAGDH IM DYING OMG. GO TALK TO HIM.’

Biting your lip you added Corpse into your contacts hesitating before putting a small black heart next to his name.

"Already simping," you mumbled under your breath, hands hovering over the keyboard as you struggled to think of what to write.

You finally decided on 'Hey, its Y/N, can I call?' thinking that something short would be the best way to go. Hand hovering over the send button, you sucked in a breath and pressed it, waiting with bated breath.

A minute passed.

And then five.

And then, without you even you realising, it'd been half an hour of you just looking at your phone.

An hour later, you were slumped on your desk, eyes closed and snoring lightly, the phone still open, the message you sent lighting up the screen.

tbc.

[suunnysyde]

Incorrect x reader Haikyuu quotes !!

Part 2, Nekoma edition! ( bonus Akaashi and Bokuto (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ )

Here’s more incorrect quotes, again if you know the person who made the original quote feel free to tag them. Here’s a Nekoma version because they’re my favoite. I’ll do the other teams later. Also to my new followers, bad choice but keep doing it.

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(Y/N) : Kozu ? You’re still awake?

Kenma: it’s not that late

(Y/N): it’s 2am

Kenma: it’s not that late

(Y/N): how long are you planning to stay awake?

Kenma: until 5am

(Y/N): ...we have school at 7

Kenma: until 5 am

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Yaku: if you were going to die , what would be your last words ?

(Y/N): finally

Yaku: No -

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Lev: four months...

Kuroo: what’s he talking about?

(Y/N), giggling: It’s nothing really-

Lev: THATS HOW LONG YOU WATCHED ME WATER A FAKE PLANT

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Akaashi: can you recommend me a book that made you cry?

(Y/N): general mathematics 6th edition

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Kuroo: wow that shirt is great, (Y/N).

(Y/N): thanks.

Kuroo : but I bet it would look better on Kenma’s floor

Kenma: are you hitting on (Y/N)... for me?

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

( aged up )

Yamamoto : Aw you had a crush on me

Yamamoto : that’s embarrassing

(Y/N): we’re married

Yamamoto : still

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Lev: here you go (Y/N), a nice cup of hot coffee.

(Y/N): oh... it’s cold.

Lev: Nice cup of coffee.

(Y/N): it’s horrible-

Lev: Cup of coffee.

(Y/N): Is this even coffee?

Lev: Cup.

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(Y/N): I can’t go, stress is bad for the baby

Kuroo: What baby?

(Y/N): me.

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(Y/N) : Say yes to Drugs

Yaku: Say no to drugs

Kuroo: it doesn’t matter what you tell drugs

Kuroo : because if you’re talking to drugs you’re taking Drugs

(Y/N): thanks science genius

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Kenma: Why are your tongues purple?

(Y/N): We had slushees, i had a red one

Kuroo: I had a blue one

Kenma: oh

Kenma:

Kenma: OH

Fukunaga:

Fukunaga: So you drank each other’s slushees?

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Cop: What’re your names?

Bokuto: Don’t tell them, (Y/N)

Cop : (Y/N)...

Bokuto : shit

(Y/N): Nice going, Bokuto

Cop:

(Y/N): fuck.

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(Y/N), on the phone with Kenma: What’re you doing?

Kenma, playing video games: The dishes

(Y/N): was that a laser gun?

Kenma: it’s a bad neighborhood.

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Lev: Did it hurt?

(Y/N), sighing: When I fell from heaven-

Lev: when you fell from a vending machine

(Y/N):

Lev: cause you're a snack ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Part three !!

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part Nine. Minecraft Dating 101

warnings: swearing, mostly super freaking fluffy but some oopsies at the end (which is the barely-there angst that i mentioned before!!), pet names?? if that bothers you??? (like...... one or both of them might use baby.........) word count: 5.3k (not including pictures)

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A/N: HEHEH SORRY ITS SO LONG SORRY hope you guys like it!!!! hope it lives up to your standards of minecraft dates lol also thank you guys all for all your suggestions!!! i loved all of them so much!!!! i would have added every idea except this was already 5k words so its much less “flirting” and more so “oh gosh im so nervous what am i supposed to do” from both of them so hehe i think thats more endearing anyway

**********

The familiar sound of a FaceTime call connecting rang in Y/n's ears and she held her phone up to her face. "Hi, Karl," she sighed.

"Y/N!!" he said with a cackle. "ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR DATE?!"

"Shut up, I'm doing this for you."

"I already gave you the tour though so really you could back out. You're choosing to stay." His voice was teasing and giddy. "Why's that, hmm?"

Heat rose instantly to Y/n's face. "Because I'm a woman of my word?"

"OkaAaAyy," he sang. "Or because you liiiiikeee himmm."

"Shhhut up, Karl. No, I don't."

"Suuuure."

"Is this why you called me?"

He giggled. "Yeah, but—"

Y/n disconnected the call and set her phone down with a small laugh and a shake of her head.

With her stream started and her chat greeted, the donation limit raised to $100 (both because she didn't want to be flooded with questions on the date and because she didn't want people to donate their hard-earned money), Y/n logged onto Dream's SMP and found the voice call Dream was in, George's name right under his.

After she clicked it to join, a small gasp emitted from her headphones before she heard Dream mutter something. "Get out, get out, leave."

George's voice was normal. "But I wanna—"

"GEORGE!" Dream yelled, making Y/n giggle.

"Fine!" George yelled back. "Have fun you two," he sang like Karl did before a sound from Discord told them that he left.

It was silent for a second before, "Hi."

"Hi." She giggled. "What was that about?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing. Just some last minute, uh, setting up."

She hummed, amused at the sound of his frantic voice.

"So, um... are you ready for our date?"

"I don't even know where you are. I'm still in my house."

"Knock, knock," he said with a laugh. Y/n turned to see green peeking through the cutouts on her oak door and she laughed.

She ran to the door and opened it for him, revealing Dream in a slightly altered version of his Minecraft skin. He looked the same, except the white blob appeared to be wearing a necktie of some sort. "You look ridiculous," she admitted with a smile. "Wait, is this a fancy date? Should I change my skin?"

"It's not fancy, I just wanted to look my best for the prettiest girl in the world."

"Ohmygosh," she muttered to herself, hoping that writing off his charming words and actions as annoying would make her face not heat up as much. So far, it hadn't worked. Two minutes in and she was already blushing like a schoolgirl whose crush asked her to play tag at recess. "So, I'm not underdressed?"

"No, you're always perfect."

She didn't comment, opting for an eye-roll instead. Truthfully, she wanted to flirt back with him, try to make his heart beat fast like hers already was, but she was worried her words wouldn't come off joking and that the true intention would be obvious, that he'd be able to breeze right past the jovial tone and hear the sincerity in her words. Wait, true intention? What was her true intention? Her true intention should obviously be to just joke around and have some fun, but deep down she knew the motivation for teasing him came from somewhere different, somewhere more meaningful.

She wanted to tease him because she wanted to be the one to make him blush, to make him trip over his words and not know what to do with his hands.

Why? Well, she was still figuring that out.

"If you're ready, follow me, ma'am."

"Where are you taking me?" she asked as she followed his character down prime path.

"Hmmm..." he mused. "A secret, obviously."

"Obviously," she scoffed. She noticed that he was several blocks ahead of her and she smiled to herself. "Hey, Dream?"

"Hm?" he asked, spinning to face her as he ran backward.

"I don't know how many dates you've been on, but usually people walk together. You know, gives them an excuse to maybe hold hands or at least enjoy each other's company?" She made sure her voice had just the right balance of teasing and seriousness, curious as to how he would respond.

"I, uh... oh."

"Unless you want me to just meet you there. I mean, you're practically running away from me."

"I'm just excited!" he excused, stopping briefly so she could catch up with him.

"But look at how many beautiful things there around us to look at while we get to where we're going!" she told him. "Well, maybe not that," she said with a laugh as she punched her fist towards Tommy's dirt house. "But other things."

Dream laughed and continued to walk next to her like she requested, pausing if he ever got too far ahead. "How can I look at all those when the most beautiful thing is walking right next to me?"

She's never rolled her eyes so hard in her life. "Shut up," she mumbled as she punched him.

"OW! BUG!"

"That was supposed to be a pat on the arm but Minecraft only has one level of hitting and it's a punch. Sorry."

Dream wheezed briefly before containing his laughter. "This way," he instructed, getting off the path and starting into the woods.

"Oh, really you're trying to kill me. That's why you didn't want me to wear anything nice. Didn't want me to ruin any of my fancy stuff."

"Foiled my plans," he joked lightly. "Okay but really, um, I was thinking—well, so you already have a house but I was thinking we could build one together. Or build something, I don't know. But you're really good at building and I know you really enjoy it so I thought maybe you could show—like, teach me and then later I'll teach you something and then we can have a little picnic dinner."

Y/n smiled at her nervousness. "Hey, that actually sounds really fun!"

"What? What do you mean actually?" He laughed. "What, did you expect me to plan something boring?"

She laughed over his dramatic pouting. "No, but I mean, I didn't know what to expect," she said shyly. "I do have to say, though, I'm not sure what you plan on teaching me. I'm pretty much a master at all possible Minecraft skills, so..."

"Oh, really?" he taunted. "Everything?"

"Mhm," she hummed, her confidence wavering at his smooth voice.

"We'll see about that..."

"Unless you mean you're gonna teach me how to code Minecraft. That's a Minecraft skill I will admit I know nothing about."

"No, no, nothing like that," he said with a laugh.

"Good, save the programming talk for later."

"For laaater, hmmm?" he sang flirtatiously.

"Oh my gosh," she said through a laugh. "You would think that's what I meant."

"Hey, you're the one that said you think it's cute when I talk about coding. Maybe you're into that."

"I was saying it's sweet hearing you talk about stuff you like, you nerd. Why did you immediately think—what, is your idea of dirty talk talking about... like... computer viruses?"

"WhAT?"

"Hey girl, lemme clean out your motherboard," she mocked in a deep voice. "You overclock my processor. Lemme program your, uh—uh...hAHA, nevermind, ew, no."

"BUG?! WHAAAT? What is wrong with you?" His gasps for breath between wheezes made her laugh with him. "Don't ever talk like that again, pleASE."

"I won't, I won't, I'm sorry. Oh my gosh."

"Is that your idea of flirting? You are bad!"

"No, no, no!" She laughed. "I was making fun of you. No, I'm actually really good."

She couldn't stop giggling to herself for a few minutes, embarrassed but also proud of the reaction she got from Dream. She loved hearing him laugh as if he would never stop, it made her heart so happy to hear, especially when she was the one who caused it.

Though she feared her horrible pickup lines, if you could even call them that, were already clipped, ready to be used against her for the rest of her life. Worth it. Probably.

They approached a cleared-out area in the woods and Dream stopped and turned to Y/n. "So, we're here. What should we build?"

"Oh, so now I have to plan? Wow, you are so underprepared," she joked.

"What, no! I originally... I wanted to build a, like, a house together because I didn't— I forgot you made your—your house already and—but since you already have one—"

"We can still build a house," she interrupted with a soft voice. Him fumbling over his words was very endearing but also very confusing. How serious was he taking this bit? Or was he... actually nervous? She was actually nervous but she had reasons to be: a huge live audience to entertain and not ignore, and the weird staticky, itchy feeling in her tummy every time Dream spoke to her. Both valid reasons to be nervous. What was his excuse?

"Really? You wanna build a home together?"

Heat rose to her cheeks at his wording and she hummed. "Mhm. You can be my secret lover I hide in my vacation home. Like a second life kinda deal."

He scoffed. "Oh, now I'm just your side piece, Bug?"

"Nah, you're my main bitch, baby. I just wanna hide you away to keep you for myself because I'm selfish."

There was silence on his end for a few moments, making Y/n's face practically catch fire as she thought about her words. Why did she say that?? How can he flirt all the time but as soon as she says something: dead silence.

"Well.... shhhhhit," he finally mumbled definitively.

"You wanted me to flirt with you, Dream. You literally asked me too!" She laughed, trying to cover up her embarrassment. It had been less than 20 minutes and she already made a fool of herself.

"I did, I did, I just—wow. Come on, that was... I didn't expect you to go from never flirting to calling me baby!"

"Too much?" she bit her lip as she waited for him to explain if it was a good or bad thing.

He paused again. "....no."

She laughed loudly, pulling her hoodie collar up to her face in an attempt to rid herself of the giddiness and heat on her face. Like anyone could see anyway.

"So, a house?"

"A house."

"What kind of house do you think we should build together, Dream?"

"Maybe...." he thought as he ran around the area. "Maybe, like, a log cabin? Since we're in a forest. It's fitting..."

"Very true, very true..." she thought. "I was thinking a castle was more suited for you, king, but a cabin works too."

"Bug!" he yelled, laughter bubbling up in his voice. "What is wrong with you?"

"What?" she said defensively, giggling.

"You're a handful today," he groaned under his breath and she smiled. Though his words said one thing, Y/n could tell he was enjoying her energy.

"So, a dinky, old cabin, or what?"

"Whatever you want to build," he sighed.

"You always this agreeable?"

"Only to you."

"Well, I honestly don't have much practice with building cabins and since I want to show off my skills, I mean, that's the whole point of this, right? For me to impress you with my skills?"

Dream laughed so she continued.

"I think we should build a treehouse."

"A treehouse?"

"Mhm. What do you think? I make a pretty bomb treehouse."

"That sounds awesome!" he agreed. "Oh, and it could go from, like, one tree to another and, like, connect with a bridge! Like, the living room on one and the bedroom on another."

"Yeah, exactly! Okay, it's settled."

"What do we need? What do you want me to do?"

"I'm thinking.... we use cobblestone?"

Dead silent. Literally no noise until a few moments later, ".......Bug. This might be a deal-breaker."

"I'm joooking! You think I'd build something out of cobblestone? Who am I, Tommy? No, what's your favorite wood?"

"Dark oak."

"GOOD. Me too. So.... we need dark oak. Or, wait! Okay, hear me out."

"I'm hearing..." Dream prompted as he pressed A and D on his keyboard back and forth, earning a giggle from Y/n. He character was bouncing left and right is excitement.

"Dark oak planks..." she started.

"Mhm."

"Stone bricks..."

"Go on."

"And green wool for accents."

"Well, now you're just pandering."

"No!" she laughed. "Not, like, lime wool. Green wool. It's close to you but not as... obnoxiously blinding."

"I trust your vision. I'll go get materials."

"Perfect, you're the best, Dweam."

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled before laughing. "You pick out a tree you think would be best for the main part."

40 minutes later, they were nowhere near being done. Y/n had shown him how to make a good house layout after he placed the floor in the shape of a square. She had yelled at him for it first, of course. They also had the frame of the walls and one bridge but nothing on the other side of said bridge. Not wanting the stream to last six hours since this was only the first part of the date, Y/n made a suggestion.

"What if...."

"What if what?" Dream asked, pausing to look at her character, who had stopped fixing his mistakes. "Did I mess something up?"

"No, I was just thinking. What if we make this the whole house and do a little garden on the other side of the bridge? Or like a little cute thing."

"A little cute thing?" Dream laughed.

"You know, like a thing," she said, knowing she hadn't clarified anything. "I forgot this is only date one, you can't read my mind yet."

"Oh, so there are gonna be future dates? I thought this was just to pay off your debt?"

She paused, playing with her hoodie strings between her left hand. "Well, I guess we'll see."

Dream laughed. "So, what little cute thing did you want to make?"

"We could put a bench facing the sunset and have some potted flowers and hang lanterns and stuff."

"Oh, like a romantic spot?"

"I guess if you wanna think of it like that."

"Sounds cute," he said. "So, we have to change the layout in here then?"

"Nah, I mean, we can just not add a kitchen, we obviously don't need one anyway."

"True. Then all we need is to put our bed down, right?"

"Beds," Y/n corrected.

"Well, when they're together it looks like one big bed."

"Who said we're putting out beds together?"

"Buuuuggg..." he whined. "Come on... lemme put my bed next to yours."

She giggled again. What was with all the giggling, sheesh. "No. There's plenty of space, put it somewhere else." She placed her white bed down in the corner and went across the bridge to bring her idea to life, or, to Minecraft.

It only took about ten minutes and she finished when Dream spoke again. "I think I'm done."

"I am too! Let's take one final look around." She went back inside and immediately noticed his bed right next to hers. She stared at his character and he laughed.

"Whaaat?" he asked shyly and she just sighed, letting it happen. They took a look around and agreed that it was basically the best treehouse in the entire universe, both in Minecraft and real life.

"Bug, you're so good at building," Dream complimented as he ran around the house. "What's your favorite part?"

"Ummm...." She looked around before deciding on the bridge. "I like how you made the bridge. And I like the little touches you added to it. It's nice."

"Thanks! I think the 'little cute thing' you did is the best part."

"Shut up, I can't stand you," she scoffed. "But thanks."

"Hey, Bug?" Dream asked, leading her back into the house. He faced the two beds placed together and she prepared herself for the worst joke of all time. "Is this where all the programming talk happens?"

"I knew it! I knew you were gonna say that! Shut up!" She punched Dream as he laughed loudly and she couldn't stop smiling. "You're such a nerd. You're so annoying."

"OH! I have an idea, wait here."

***

It had been a solid eight and a half minutes of Y/n waiting for Dream and he showed no signs of returning. He was silent too, so she resorted to saying random things to get him to crack.

"When will my husband return from war?" she joked, her voice laced with sadness and longing.

There was a small suppressed laugh from his mic, but still no words.

"Sometimes I think I can still hear him laughing at me."

He must have gotten reeeaaalll close to his mic, because his next words, the first ones he had spoken in almost ten minutes, were whispered but she felt like he was in her ear. "I'll be home soon, baby."

Once again, she was so glad her chat couldn't see her because she literally shivered and her face was so warm she felt like she was glowing.

For the first time all stream, her eyes betrayed her and she looked at her chat as she pulled her hoodie collar up to her face.

user18: BUGSY BEIN REEEAL QUIET

user4: i think i just passed out

user11: wHAT ON EARTH DREAM ADKXKH

user7: BUGSY ON GOD BE REAL WITH US WTF IS GOING ON RN

user2: hey bestie i cant do this rn

user9: they can't talk to each other like that and say they're just friends pleASE

Also for the first time all stream, someone dared to donate at her limit (which, again, was ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS).

karakatara donated $100 I had to donate bc I just HAD to tell you how cute you and dream are! honestly my favorite couple ever and I was just wondering how long you've been dating??? love you and your videos!!!!!

It was $100. She had to answer it. Meaning, she had to use words after Dream said that like that and she wasn't sure that was physically possible right now.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Dream taunted.

"Wha—what, are you—you stream watching, you weirdo?" she forced out. "Why?"

"I wanted to read your chat, they're really funny."

"I haven't been reading it."

"What, why? They've been so funny this whole time."

"I've been too scared to."

"Too scared? Of what?"

Of the jokes that she wanted to be real? Of seeing something so cute only to break her heart when she remembers it's all a joke? Of seeing someone hate her for being so close to Dream? Many things.

"Of seeing something... that boosts your ego."

"What? Oh, come on. Hey, answer the dono. Someone gave you their hard earned money for that."

"Yeah, wait, chat, I had the limit that high so you DON'T donate! Why on earth would you—"

"You're avoiding the question."

"We aren't actually dating! Not actually a couple!" she said with a laugh, though something in her heart was very much against laughing at that fact. "Obviously not."

"Well, it's only the first date, so, we'll see I guess, but..."

"I cannot stand you. Thank you so much for the dono, though, Karakatara. You're insane for... yeah. Thank you so much." She turned her attention back to Dream. "Actually though are you ever coming back?"

"Yeah, what, I'm almost there. I see the you staring out the window. ."

When he got inside, he dropped a blue cornflower for Y/n and stepped back. "Okay, now, give that to me."

She followed, not understanding. "For you, Dream." She dropped the flower.

"Aw, Bug! That's so kind! Aw! Thank you! Here's a flower for you, too!" He dropped her a red poppy and then put two item frames on the wall above their beds. He put the blue cornflower above his bed and she followed by putting the red one above hers. "Now that's my favorite part of the house."

"You didn't want to use the real ones? What, did you lose my flower or something?"

"Hell no!" he defended loudly. "No, I just don't want someone to steal that one. It's in my enderchest for safe-keeping."

He said it so casually like it was no big deal, but her heart soared. She too had his flower in her enderchest.

"This," she said dramatically with a sigh, "is now a treehome."

***

"I already told you I'm the best PVP player out there."

"Bug, honey, I've seen you play Bedwars. You're trash."

"Hey!" Hehe, honey. Shut up brain.

"But that's okay! I'm here to teach you."

Y/n's character stood across a makeshift battlefield from Dream's, an axe in hand and armor that was definitely donated by DreamXD on her body. "This is kinda sexist of you. Assuming I know how to name a cute house but not fight."

"Oh no, that's not—crap. Bug, I'm only basing this off of your streams, which I watch all the time—"

Once again, he said something so casual and yet it still made her heart skip three beats and once again, she grabbed the collar of her hoodie and pulled it up to hide her face. This thing had to be stretched by now from how often it was yanked on in this stream alone.

"—and don't get me wrong, you're great! But you're also good at a lot of stuff and—"

"Dream!" she giggled out. "I'm teasing. I admit you're much better than me."

"I wouldn't say much better but... it's the only thing I could possibly teach you anything about because you're just so good at Minecraft." His tone was sarcastic at this point but she knew he was meaning what he said.

"Whatever. Come on, Dream, show me how it's done."

He actually had a lot of very useful tips that Y/n otherwise would have never thought about. I guess when you tryhard Minecraft, she thought, you learn a thing or two about pvp. It was a complete joke, but she still kept it to herself.

"I could basically beat anyone now," she said confidently.

"Yeah, basically. Except maybe Technoblade."

"Nah, even him."

"Let's see how good you really are. To the death."

"What?" She laughed. "You're gonna try to kill me on our date?"

"Yeah, scared?" Seconds later, a creeper exploded near Dream and he screeched, jumping back. Y/n lost it. She laughed loudly, clutching her stomach.

"Dr-Dream!" She laughed. "What the hell was that?"

"It scared me!" he argued. "Here, I'll protect you," he offered, running past her and killing a skeleton that was shooting towards her.

"I don't need protecting, especially from you! Besides, if you're trying to kill me, you'd let the mobs get me."

"No," he decided. "No one's allowed to kill my Bug."

She was literally going to explode. "Wh—"

"Only I get to."

"Dream!" she scoffed, running to kill the skeleton first. She succeeded and he pouted.

"Hey—I did more damage than you, you just had the final hit."

"Really? Cause to me it looks like I'm your knight in shining armor."

"Nuh-uh," he spat.

"Dream. F5 right now, you're covered in arrows."

There was a pause. "Oh whatever." He hit her once and that's all it took for them to start fighting, throwing jokes and taunts at each other the whole time, eventually resulting in a satisfying win for her.

Dream was slain by Bugsy

"WHAT?! HOW?"

<Tubbo> i thogt you were on a date <Ranboo> well definitley not anymore <Ranboo> is that canon <JackManifoldTV> WOMEN

"What was that about you being better than me?" Y/n teased.

"Oh, come ON! I still had damage from the skeleton, and besides, I taught you everything you know!"

"That just makes you a very good teacher, Dream," she said sincerely and he paused, probably expecting her to insult him instead of compliment him.

"Yeah, suck up now that you've murdered me."

***

They were finally at their final stop, three hours into the stream. Not too bad on time, though this was probably the longest Minecraft date in the history of Minecraft dates. Also the best, but maybe Y/n was biased.

There was a huge tree, obviously built instead of naturally generated, with lanterns hanging down and lighting areas of the dark world around them. Under that was a checkered pattern of carpet, a single chest in the center with a potted plant sitting next to it.

"The carpet is supposed to look like a, uh, what's it called... picnic blanket?" Dream explained as they approached the scene, clearly not happy with how it turned out. "It looks weird. Nothing compared to the treehouse you built."

"We built," she corrected. "And this looks awesome, Dream," Y/n complimented. "It's is also my favorite colors."

"Yeah, I had some help from Karl on that one."

She leaned back in her chair in real life and pressed her hands to her face. Oh, it was so unfair how cute he was when he was shy like this. She glanced at chat, which only made her face go from the temperature of molten lava to basically the sun. She was going to explode.

She hummed, a little giggle coming out as well. "That's cute."

She sat (crouched) on the picnic blanket (piece of carpet) while Dream put a disc in the jukebox off to the side.

"Is that a Tommy disc?" she giggled and Dream laughed.

"No, no, no, don't worry. There shouldn't be any continuations of wars interrupting our date."

"Shouldn't be," she emphasized, noticing someone approaching them from the distance.

Dream was about to speak when Quackity reached them and quickly joined the voice channel.

"Oh no," Dream sighed. "We've come so far."

"AYYEEE WHAT'S GOING ON, MAN?!" Quackity yelled in his Mexican Dream voice, his voice bubbling with laughter. "IS THIS A DATE OR SOMETHING, MAN?"

"Quackity, go AWAY!" Dream ordered, punching the character who had stripped to his underwear. "YOU'RE INDECENT! THERE IS A LADY HERE!"

Y/n laughed, enjoying the scene of fancy Dream hitting naked Quackity away from their picnic dinner.

"I'm your waiter, I'm your waiter!" Quackity said in his normal voice, still laughing. "DREAM! WILL YOU STO— QUIT HITTING ME!"

This had turned chaotic very quickly.

"We don't need a waiter," Dream informed him.

"Then I'm the singing gram you ordered." He started singing a song and Dream groaned. "HEY THERE DELILAH WHAT'S IT LIKE IN NEW YORK CITY—"

"No! You're being a clout chaser, go away!"

"I'm honestly impressed we made it this far without anyone coming into the voice channel," Y/n admitted.

"I paid them," Dream joked.

"You did not!" Karl's voice suddenly came through and Y/n laughed. "We were all just being polite and staying away but we're getting bored! We've been so patient!"

"Yeah, hurry up! We wanna play!!!" Sapnap whined. "Dream, it's not fair for you to steal Bugsy from us for so long."

"Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed with a laugh as Dream laughed along.

"Just ten minutes! Ten more minutes!" Dream bargained but none of them would have it. "Just so I can say goodbye!"

"No!" George insisted. "Right now!"

"Look, wait, wait, hold on—"

<Sapnap joined the game> <GeorgeNotFound joined the game> <KarlJacobs joined the game>

"—hold ON!" Dream begged, watching as the three boys ran and joined Quackity by the picnic blanket.

Y/n could not stop laughing at all the avatars around them. The date had been so peaceful and cute but all good things must come to a chaotic end.

"Wait, come on, Karl, Karl, Karl," Dream said quickly. "Come here. Bug, just a sec, please. Stay right there."

"Okay," she agreed, curious to see his plan.

Karl followed him and of course Sapnap couldn't help but also join them.

"Okay," Dream whispered loudly, clearly wanting everyone to hear his offer. He crouched and the other two copied. "Just give me ten minutes—"

"Ten?" Sapnap asked loudly.

"Shhh!!! Yes, ten minutes, to say goodbye and, you know, end the date."

There was a long, thick pause. "What exactly are your intentions with Bugsy Games," Karl asked seriously, matching Dream's whisper.

"Well, I wanna make sure she gets home safe, you know, so I'm gonna drop her off and, I don't know, see if maybe.... maybe she'll give me a hug?"

Karl and Sapnap both gasped dramatically and Y/n giggled, sparing a glance at her chat who were all freaking out.

"What the hell?" Quackity said while laughing. He and George were still standing near Y/n so they were just watching the goons with her.

"Bugsy is not that kind of girl!" Sapnap protested. "You think she's just gonna give you a hug?"

"Sapnap! Do you not know how to whisper???"

George let a loud laugh slip before slapping his hand over his mouth, which his mic picked up.

"Okay, Dream, wait, so you're gonna try to... hug her?" Karl clarified. "She won't even let me hug her. Good luck."

"Well, I'm not going to force her into anything but, I don't know, she said something about holding my hand earlier so I just thought maybe there's a possibility—"

"WHAT?" Karl yelled before going back to the whisper. "Okay, okay, don't panic, but that's huge. Dadnap, a word?"

He and Sapnap broke off from Dream and formed their own huddle, except their whispers were incoherent mumblings that weren't even English.

"Oh my gosh," Y/n groaned loudly, an unmistakable laugh behind her words.

"Okay," Sapnap said, rejoining Dream. "We'll give you five minutes but if you take any longer, we're barging in and killing you."

"Yes, sir!" Dream said. "Thank you, sirs."

"Mhm. Okay, break!"

They all uncrouched in sync before Dream ran back to Y/n.

"How did it go?" she asked as if she didn't hear the entire conversation.

"Bad news," he started. "Your dad's want you home."

"Shame, I was quite enjoying my time."

Dream slowly turned towards the boys as if to glare at them for ending the date before turning back to her. "Then, maybe, I don't know, we could do this again sometime?"

"I.... think I'd like that," she said slowly, trying to tease him.

He giggled and told her he was going to drop her off at her house, even though when the date was over, they were all probably gonna mess around together anyway so there was no point in them leaving the group. But it was the thought that counted.

He ended up taking her back to the treehouse, which warmed her heart. She also noticed when they faced each other at front of the door, she could see the four other boys watching them.

"Goodnight, my sweet Bug," he said poshly.

"Goodnight, Dream." He turned away but she stopped him. "Wait!" She moved to his side and made a loud, MUAH, sound before stepping back in front of him. "A kiss on the cheek," she clarified, not wanting him to think she gave him a real kiss.

"Cute," he said under his breath, almost like he didn't mean to say it out loud. "Night night." He turned away and ran down to the others, screaming the whole way. "GUYS, DID YOU SEE THAT? BUG GAVE ME A KISS ON THE CHEEK!! OMG DID YOU SEE, DID YOU SEE?"

Chat was gonna have a field day with that. Actually, with a lot of things that had happened. Oh, she could see the clips and edits now.... oh boy.

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[batarangsoundsdumb]

guess fucking what? my inbox is so fucking full right now i'm unloading all of this shit in one post.

For the 11th gotham memes: gothamites react to bruce being jacked in a tiktok he made with kids, like super yoked, ripped as hell

fucking hilarious thanks. i think i did it in one meme post, but i genuinely don't remember which one

i dunno which of the batfam would do this but one time i was sleeping over at a friends house and ended up on the floor bc the bed was so very small and i just stayed there because the rug was soft

that's a drunk jason move i don't know what to tell you

tim and jason are "i listen to pop punk" solidarity. whenever jason highjacks the batmobile theyll go on long ass car rides blaring mcr and paramore and then never talk about it again

as they should!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tim: no jason it's my turn using the aux cord i gotta put on my jams jason: don't you dare put on weird shit tim: don't worry, you're gonna love this *plays fearless (taylor's version)

hear me out hear me out, red hood stans 🤝 nightwing stans t h i g h s

holy shit yes.

SNL au: Bruce breaks character when pretending to superman and says something like "I'm not superman! You've seen his gps!! It's from 2001!!!" @sabeanybabe

superman flies past the snl building the next day just to say 'actually it's from 2005, i'm not a heathen'

does your back hurt from carrying the batfam fandom

it hurts more from the exotic rock collection i keep in my backpack, but thanks for the concern.

I love your posts by why would you always leave the best parts in the tags?

as a treat for the people that check the tags ;) (and also because i'm committed to the short post aesthetic)

somehow your playlist was everything i never knew i needed. i mean it. this is my new favorite playlist.

and don't you dare get a new favourite playlist!

babe ur stoner tim playlist is exactly too perfect, earth is literally blessed by ur existence

babe thanks so much! i love my stoner tim playlist because it's just my usual playlist but people think it's an artistic choice that i put taylor swift and britney spears in there, when it's just what i unironically like listening to

JANDKSKDK BILLY RAY CYRUS ON THE STONER TIM PLAYLIST I LOVE IT IT

again it's not even an ironic choice, i know every single word and i genuinely like the song

The last chapter of Fundamentals of Casework has me crying at work. Thanks I love it @dudelookitsalesbian

oh babe, i'm sorry, but also, not sorry i love chapter 4 so much it's my lovechild with the 'mental illness' tag

soooo....stumbled on your tumblr by some stroke of fate??? read your DC fanfic first. which is PHENOMENAL btw. then found all the batmemes; the funniest thing EVER bc everyone forgets about regular old gothamites. kept scrolling and your blog pops up as recommended. clicked on the ao3 for shits and giggles and waddaya know?!?!? it's YOU!!! you're LEGEND!!!! ever seen that meme? it's a video of a cat that got into a baseball field and the two announcers get really invested in his escape attempt and start giving a play by play of the cat instead of the game. memeable moment: "GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!"

i seriously think about this ask every single day and it's so fucking funny to me that i've never seen the meme you're referencing, but i still find myself going 'GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!' whenever i see something funny. but wow i'm glad you liked this steaming pile of garbage

Fav dc character overall? And fav batfamily character?

don't ask me to pick between the loves of my life, but i can tell you i've cried about every single batfamily member and also wally west (my beloved)

What's your opinion on fans having a problem with batfam being "too big"? And some even claim that batfam is just "Bruce Alfred Dick Damian" and the rest of them are just "friends and allies" (source: reddit) Personally, I like batfam because of this reason but idk

stupid. a family can never be too big. i'm not that big a fan of like huge batfam stuff with everybody from every single universe, because as much as it's funny for bruce to have like 30 kids, it just feels a little too OOC for me.

This is the best tag I've seen involving the batfam, thanks for thinking of it

This is canon now @nctxrejects

lmao yeah i think at that point alfred has had to sit through like at least a dozen coming out talks and just has a pride flag collection in the attic that he pulls out whenever a kid comes out

idk why batfam hits different as compared to any other superhero family

bc it's found family and usually the other superhero families are almost all genetically related in one way or another

I don't know if you watch the umbrella academy but I saw your last post about batcest and saw the similarities. But the thing is (although I think it's weird) in TUA, they addressed it by saying "they were raised as weapons, not siblings" or something along those lines, which is simply not the case with batfam.

yeah i watched tua but i also thought it was ridiculous and they still treated each other as siblings so i didn't like the luthor/allison thing, and am glad they stopped doing that shit bc it fucking sucked.

Hot take: Batcest shippers are the same people who believe adopted siblings are not actual siblings

smoking hot take: batcest shippers are the people who watch 'my sister got stuck in the washing machine' porn

Duke was adopted by Bruce?

not technically no, but do i, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb, look like i care?

True story but I had to change my freaking name because it used to be "Damien" and most people would go "OH LIKE DAMIAN WAYNE" like please I'm just tryna live

true story, but i don't actually think of damian when i hear the name damian, literally the first thing that pops up is damian darkh like bruh what?

apparently dc comics company supported comic stores by giving out new titles and stuff during the beginning of the pandemic to help them run and I just think that's wholesome

ah yeah that's so fucking cool, still don't like dc, the company, because this world is a capitalist hellhole and we're all owned by warner brothers or disney with no in between.

ayo looking at tumblr head canons and finding out bruce is actually a terrible father is a punch in the gut

lmao yes, in like 50% of comics bruce is a terrible father and it gives me whiplash

oooh I just saw the jason todd vs winter soldier post and the real question is: batman vs iron man

while iron man has like hundreds of cases of armor, batman could throw out an emp and have the guy dropping out of the sky in 2 seconds.

dickfast = fastdick = quickdick = quickie

magnum hot take

hey bata(?) just thought I'd let you know I have copied the obnoxious emoji and Billy Ray post for use on simping men going forth

thank you 😘🌷 (@spacebarsidecar)

why would you do that to your followers???? i get why i did it, but why would you???

what is scarecrow made the nightwing funko pop himself, like those diy-ers that paint over other ones

oh god no, horrible take, horrible take, that's a disgusting thought oh no

I see your HC that Bruce and Oliver fucked and raise you this: Dick and Roy ALSO fucked

yes they did and it was a horrible moment for jason to find out dick has fucked both of his best friends

"at this rate bruce adds like 1 child to his family every decade or so" Duke is introduced in 2013, Damian as Damian, not as an unnamed child, in 2006. And he is already 14 years old, Robins rarely remain Robins after 16 😬 It looks like a new Robin and Batkid will appear in a couple of years

i mean i can't wait? but somebody will probably die first tho, we're due for another major character death. my money's on either cass or duke this time.

BRO you're so right all of your Bruce's ex headcanons are amazing but they aren't ships, that's kinda wild. Like I don't want any peeks into how their relationship was I just want to see everyone make fun of them

lmao YES it's just i love bruce being a slut, like good for him.

I am in love with your posts your honour thank you

omg thanks are we like,, gonna kiss now?

The justice league needs to have a meeting to discuss how many of their members/partners have slept with bruce. Because through a combination of cannon & fannon (if DC wasn’t homophobic) we have AT LEAST: 1) clark 2) lois 3) oliver 4) dinah 5) john

Thats not counting villains or random civilians @dudelookitsalesbian

yes yes yes, they'll have a yearly meeting about how many of their collective exes could be out for revenge and batman's list just keeps getting longer.

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

and what about it?

when steph's fighting livewire and she zaps her with lighting and nothing happens and then they both just. stand there awkwardly for a second and talk. yeah i couldn't stop laughing at that batgirl steph is the BEST

oh yeah that was fucking hilarious and i think it would be so cool and sexy of dc to give steph a little comic series,,, as a treat

Hi I absolutely adore all of yours "Bruce and Oliver very badly pretending they didn't fuck each other" memes

lmao i do too

I need you to know that “Bruce Wayne had frosted tips” is one of my favorite Bruce takes of all time it’s so galaxy brained. you’re right and you should say it

he also painted his hair blonde once when he was travelling and in conclusion, this is why he's being blackmailed by the gotham gazette.

you know my thing about gordon being branded as the only good cop in gotham is its a load of shit like arguably he's a good person and not working to screw people over or anything but the fact that he also works w. batman makes him a shit cop. like yea batman is better than the mob but its still illegal its still an abuse of power he just not making bank

babe, all cops are bad cops. (but yeah youre absolutely right, working with vigilantes makes you a shit cop, but also working against vigilantes just makes you an asshole cop yanno?)

ruh roh i think i’m about to add “so not yeehaw” every time i don’t like something

that's a very good vocabulary upgrade

somehow i feel like steph already knew. like babs obviously knew but i feel like bruce got high/drunk in front of steph and started telling his boarding school stories and steph was just like “oh you fucked up i’m never gonna forget this”

steph and bruce have weird uncle/rebellious niece dynamic and they just hang out sometimes and bruce will be like 'i once broke my arm when i tripped over a hedge when i was drunk so oliver drove me to the hospital on an electric scooter' and steph will just have to sit there with that knowledge in her head.

Hello I just wanted to tell you you are So right in all your steph opinions bc she is, in fact amazing and I think that's very sexy of you. Ps. Your Bruce/Oliver fic is hilarious

babe, thank you so much and yes steph is amazing and i love her and she deserves the world and she's the best member of the batfam hands down. also thanks

In Supersons we see a couple of kids that are implied to be Damian and Jon's children and the boy has laser eyes and can fly, so I asume he's not adopted. The girl, who calls Bruce grandpa, can also fly, btw. So it's canon (probably by accident) that Jon can have kids and he must have married one of Bruce's kids. (I'm hoping for Damian, mostly because any other of his children would be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too old.) @artemisa97

lmao that was probably an accident seeing as jon is a 17 year old superhero in the year 3000 (by the jonas brothers)

You know, I'm a die hard fan of your memes, but I gotta say one thing: if Gothamites actually took gas mask everywhere with them, then the Scarecrow would just be a weird dude in a weird costume, and not a villain oh so scary. DC really should just takes notes from you.

bold of you to assume there's no gothamite anti-maskers

How does it feel being the funniest person on this app?

horrible, next question.

I can't listen to Green Day or Billy Joel without thinking of your post about how Bruce got arrested at a Billy Joel concert @nightwings-kid

yeah that's your mistake, i on the other hand can't enjoy billy joel without thinking about the glee rendition of 'uptown girl'

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

superman: so what do you do in your free time? batman, thinking about the superman fanfiction he's writing on the batcomputer: i have no free time

bruce and oliver be like boyfriends to co-workers 401k (do the justice leagues get 401ks??? not that bruce and ollie would need them, but-)

lmao yes just 400 thousand words of bruce realising 'oh dip oliver is such a fucking dumbass' (also i don't know what a 401 k is but i assume they don't?)

Gothamites would totally boo superman as he saves Gotham while batman is out. @meenje

he's like 'okay think about that next time you want to be saved from an alien octopus'

I just took long break from dc comics and I come back to see ric grayson ??

i think it's very cool and sexy of dc to see dick and just think 'you know what? let's just give him a traumatic brain injury' and then didn't develop his character in any real way

SPEAKING OF RIC GRAYSON, gothamites making confused memes out of ric grayson is much needed

'dick grayson is my taxi driver? can anyone explain what the fuck happened he looks like an italian plumber?'

i hate to say it but batfam are def "marvel characters" in that sense they are characters who are human but become superheroes unlike most dc characters who are gods trying to be human maybe this is why I like batfam

fair enough

[lucifersbimbobitch]

Past Love Vs Present Love

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Summary: The team had managed to take back the shield but Karli was off the grid so Y/N, Bucky, and Sam headed off to his home in Louisiana, and began to help his family with the boat. They wanted to clean the time machine that Steve used when he left to go back in time, and with Y/N and Bucky recently married and with their son Grant, they headed to clean it and put it away as a family. Grant manages to head back into the 40’s and reunites with a younger version of his parents. Will Bucky and Y/N manage to find Grant and how will the past versions of themselves realize whose baby this is and how will they take care of Grant?

Note: this is not edited

Warnings: Fluff

Word count: about 1k to 2k

Heat waves from the scorching rays of the sun settled onto the entire area of the boat, as you covered your eyes from the light above, taking your seat on the boat. Additionally, as you sat down, you flinched, it was horribly warm, you signed as you remembered the weather was going to be very hot, so you stood up onto your feet creaking the floorboards beneath to relieve yourself from the warmth.

As, you sat up, you glanced around for your husband, the infamous James Buchanan Barnes formally known as the Winter Solider. You met back in 41, at the Stark Expo, you were both the same age and bonded right away and shortly began your relationship after that night. Around 43, you were both on a mission for the Howling Commandos and were out looking for Armin Zola, the man responsible for your husbands imprisonment in Hydra. Furthermore, all you remember is a robot coming out from behind the train, and shortly after, you heard your husbands screams as he defended down towards the ground. 70 years later you both reunited after you were imprisoned in the ice with Steve Rodgers.

Shortly after the events with finding Bucky and waiting for him to be rehabilitated in Wakanda, you both dealt with Thanos. The only memory lingering in your brain was your husband muttering your name before completely disappearing out of existence. Five long years after that you were reunited, after the Avengers figured out a way to bring everyone back. Tears streamed down your face as you hugged him, relief filling your lungs and heart, as you pulled back, you glanced at his ocean blue eyes as he proposed to you right there.

You got married, and had a son shortly after, now your son, Oliver Grant Barnes was 4 months old and was helping you, your husband, and your best friend Sam Wilson on the latest mission with the flagsmashers by tagging along. Now, as you called out your husbands name you were greeted with a familiar giggle, your son and the two men with him, all heading towards you.

You sighed in relief, as you crossed your arms and tapped your fingers in annoyance against your elbow as they approached you. “You do realize it’s really warm for Grant to be outside, don’t you Buck, even I couldn’t sit on this boat.” You said with smirk as you glanced at your husband and your bouncing baby boy in his arms. “Hello to you too, doll.” Your husband laughed as he kissed your cheek. “Grants fine, he was inside playing with Sam.” Bucky turned his gaze over to Sam who was rolling his eyes, as he also laughed.

“Yeah, he’s all good, Y/N. Behaved like a champ.” Sam muttered while stroking your sons brunette locks completely identical to Bucky’s. You sighed and tapped your hand to your head as you shook it softly keeping your gaze towards Grant and Sam. Moreover, Bucky was standing by the boat, holding your son when he bent down and using his metal arm touched the head, dust sticking onto his arm. “Sam, I think we should help you clean this up, if thats alright with you?” Bucky turned his gaze towards Sam, shaking his brow as dust crept into his nostrils causing him to sneeze. Sam laughed as he witnessed Buckys ordeal. “Agreed, let’s begin.” So, all three of you plus Grant watching began to clean the neglected boat.

You wiped your brow on your husbands arm, wiping the sweat that gathered on your brow. “Using me as a towel again, doll?” Bucky grinned sheepishly. “It’s boiling Barnes, get used to it, plus Grant is doing it too.” You glanced down towards your son, copying your move, as you giggled taking your seat beside your husband as everyone took a break. You glanced over at Sam as you remembered the time machine from when Steve left. “Sam, do you still have the time machine from when Steve left? I would like to clean it up and put it away, if that’s alright?” Sam scrunched his face for a second and nodded. “I do have it, if you, Bucky, and Grant want to take a look, I would really appreciate it, since it’s piling up dust.” Bucky nodded “Sure. Come on doll, let’s take Grant here and clean it up.” He stood up and headed off and you followed.

You and your husband began to giggle as you spoke about your lives together, completely forgetting about Grant, who was crawling around the time machine. “Remember, when you and Steve headed to Coney Island on that freezer truck? I was trying to chase after you but you both left.” Bucky grinned “Well, Steve threw up if that makes you feel better.” As you both continued speaking, Grant used his forearm and turned on the machine. Before you and Bucky could react, your son squealed and was transported to another era, you dropped your brush and stood in shock as Bucky copied your movement.

Grant was too busy being occupied with where he was, he was transported to the 40’s when Steve was gathering the howling commandos in the bar. Grant being only four months was transported onto the dirty floor, the infant immediately coughed as dust gathered up into his nostrils but slowly after he began to crawl on the floor, exploring before he bumped his head on a rough material, the impact causing him to wail.

A younger Bucky was taking a drink as he glanced down towards the small thump on his combat boot, his date was beside him and she was equally as shocked. He glanced down and moved his brows in confusion, as he make eye contact with his future son. Bucky immediately grinned and cooed at the child “Oh, it’s alright little one.” Using his muscular stature he picked up the child and rocked him in his arms, a younger version of you glancing over interested and confused. “Bucky, where did you get that awfully adorable baby?!” You cooed at the child, your red flowing dress enchanting your emotions. “Not sure, but he’s rather adorable, isn’t he doll?” Bucky grinned, the child messing with his polished and groomed locks. “He’s so cute, and he kind of looks like us mixed together, doesn’t he?” She cocked her head at her remark. “Maybe doll, but we should look for his parents, he also bumped his head so we should check that.” You nodded, as you both glanced at Grant and begin to fall in love with the child even though you both just met.

Tears streamed down your face, your heart hammered in your chest, as you glanced at the bottom of the time machine, where your son was moments ago. Bucky was right behind you, his broad hands on your shoulders, his reaction the same just more mild. “Doll, we have to go find him, now.” Bucky was serious, thoughts racked his brain as his anxiety spiked, wondering where his son was. You nodded through your tears “It says here he was transported to the year, 1943. So, let’s go right away and we might be able to catch him.” Bucky nodded as he grabbed your hand using his metal arm, and whisked you into his grasp as he held onto you his right arm working the controls to the year 1943. The machine turned on, and you were both whisked off.

Grant was giggling so much with this younger version of his parents he muttered the words he usually used with both of you “Mama, Dada”. Bucky was shocked as he held the squirming child in his hands, as his gaze turned towards you, his mouth forming an o shape. “He just called us, well that, doll.” You were blushing as you sighed happily. “Maybe, that’s not so bad, Buck.” You smiled softly as you placed your head on his shoulder. “Some day, I want this with you, a home, a family-“ your voice trailed off. Bucky kissed your forehead softly “Doll, I would love that, especially with you.” Your heart swelled with emotion as you giggled your gaze facing Grant. “This little one really is something isn’t he, I feel so much love for him already.” Bucky smiled softly “The feeling is mutual doll.”

You were still holding onto your husband as you were transported into the same place your son was when he first landed in the bar. You glanced up at Bucky, tears clouding your face “where is he?” you croaked with emotion. Bucky kissed your knuckles softly “Lets look, doll.” As, he held your hand, you began to look, you saw Steve sitting with the howling commandos and you tapped your husband. “Found Steve, maybe we could ask him?” Bucky looked at you and looked at the super solider that was at the next table. “Yes, let’s ask.” You both marched over quickly, scurrying past other customers, as you met Steve at the table surrounded by former friends. “Steve” Bucky muttered keeping his gaze low, so his friends would not recognize him. “Hm?” The super solider returned the gaze. “Have you seen a baby?” You muttered quickly as you described Grant. “Yeah, over there.” He pointed at the past versions of yourselves with Grant. Both you and Bucky spun around quickly almost knocking each other over, but nothing could have prepared you for the moment you saw your son happily cuddling with the past versions of his parents.

Bucky intertwined his fingers with yours, as tears came to his own eyes, followed by yours. There was Grant, cuddling with the past versions of yourselves, as the younger version of Bucky kissed his head softly, while the younger version of you twirled Grants brunette locks. You glanced up at your husband, remembering everything he’s been through to this exact moment, where the past versions of yourselves interacted with your son. You would go up to them and get Grant back, but for now you enjoyed the beautiful moment.

You glanced at Bucky and murmured “This is the exact place we fell in love, if you remember, we danced, and you asked me to be your girlfriend.” Bucky kissed your temple and smiled “Exactly little did we know that the past versions of ourselves would be just as amazing as our future selves.” You grinned at Bucky and laughed. “I love you, Barnes, and Grant is so lucky to have amazing parents from 43, all the way to now.” Bucky grinned “From the past to the future, I’m with you Mrs. Barnes.”

[brightlycoloredteacups]

Babies

Boba Fett x Fem!reader

Summary: Boba wants some babies...do you?

Warnings: None

a/n: hey. lookit this...writing after taking a could o’ years off...who knew. 

Tagging: @anunhealthydoseofangst

Boba Fett had been handsy with you the moment you both had met in a dinghy little bar on a backwaters planet. It had been instant passion for you both, and though it had been years, he still couldn’t get enough of you...or so you thought. 

A few months ago he began acting strange. He hardly touched you, that lustful gleam in his eyes was now gone. When you two slept in your shared quarters, he barely even grunted a good night to you before turning over and wrapping himself in the warm blanket. As much as it broke your heart, you knew what was happening. He’d found someone else to occupy his time. Someone prettier than you, someone better. The knowledge stung. But what could you do? You simply wanted him to be happy. This was all you had convinced yourself of before this morning. 

You hadn’t meant to overhear him, in your defense, though, you lived in tight quarters, and sound traveled easily from the bathroom to the bedroom. So when you heard your name being called, being the semi-light sleeper you woke up, thinking something was wrong. 

You padded sleepily over to the bathroom door, “Boba?” You called, putting a hand on the door to push it in. “Are you-” You stopped short when you heard that familiar grunt of his. Oh, he’s doing that right now. You frowned. Had he really brought someone in to fuck them while you were asleep in the bed next to him. Your heart broke, your blood boiled. You were ready to burst in there before his next sentance stopped you, “That’s it, meshla,” He called your name, once, twice, then continued “take it, fuck. Just like that, you and I fit so well together, don’t you think?” You bit your lip, trying to stifle a laugh, sweet relief flooding your entire being. 

You were ready to call his name before it died on your lips with the words he spoke next. “That’s it,” he grunts again, you can tell he’s close, “Thats it, let me fuck you, let me put a baby in you.” Your jaw drops. A what?! You back away from the door, shocked, unable to process what you just heard. 

After a few more moments of listening to him, you throw on some decent clothing and dash out the door, this revelation has completely turned your world upside down. 

*

This was going to be hard on him. You’d become more important to him than you probably realized. He was madly, utterly in love with you, but he didn’t want you to suffer. This meant he had to let you go. For the better part of a week you had avoided him, rejected his romantic advances, and just lain there beside him when you normally would glue yourself to his side. He wondered where he went wrong, but in the end he decided that didn’t matter. Something had soured your love for him, and now he was going to have to do that hardest thing he’d ever done. Damn, did it hurt.  

He takes a deep breath and says the words he hoped he’d never have to say, “You’re welcome to leave any time you want.” He says them softly, quietly, wanting this to be nothing more than a mere nightmare. You turn over to face him, “What the hell are you talking about?” You ask. “I’m not a stupid man, love,” He tells you, “I know when my woman has lost interest in me.”

The quietness in the air is almost too much for him, he just wants you gone so that he may grieve in peace. “I haven’t lost interest,” You snap, “I’ve just been thinking.” You trail off, leaving the statement open. “What could you possibly be thinking about that makes you so cold towards me?” Boba asks, he doesn’t bother to turn to you, just continues to look at the ceiling. This was difficult enough, he didn’t want to look in your face and have his resolve crumble to dust. He didn’t want to beg to keep you. 

Once there was a time when he believed he was going to spend the rest of his days with you, marry you...have a family. He knows now that he’s an utter fool. You were too good for him, too pretty. He was just a stepping stone to your real happily ever after, a man with which to work out your issues. It was the Mandalorain with the green baby. It had to have been him you were thinking about. You’d never looked at another man the way you’d looked at Din Djarin.

Boba Fett was in no way prepared to hear the answer you gave him. “I was thinking about whether I wanted a family with you or not.” Your confession hit him harder than anything that ever had. You place a hand on his chest and he finally turns to you, confused, but feeling lighter by the moment. “And why would you want a little brat running around, causing a ruckus?” He asks gently. He can’t seem too interested in the thought, even though his own dreams and desires had turned towards making an honest woman out of you. You smiled knowingly at him. “You’re not as subtle as you think,” you tease. His frown deepens, trying to work out what it was you actually meant. “I heard you in the bathroom one day,” You finally confess. “Something along the lines of letting you put a baby in me?” 

His heart leaps into his throat and he chokes. You weren’t supposed to have heard that.

*

If you ever thought there would be a day when you caught the Boba Fett off guard, it was naught but a mere dream. But here you are, surprising him with the knowledge that you knew one of his best kept secrets. He stumbles for an explanation for a few moments before giving up entirely. He turns from you to look at the ceiling once more. 

You giggle and bring your hand to his face, rubbing his cheek with your thumb lightly. You make no move to force him to look at you. “You’ve been thinking about this for a week.” He says. “Mhm,”

“An entire seven days.”

“Yup,” 

“And?” You can hear the hint of hope in his voice. It tugs at your heart, but you still can’t stop yourself from messing with him, just a little. 

You withdraw, and turn on your other side. “I think it’s a bad idea,” You tell him. You let it hang in the air for a moment or two knowing if you wait too long, you’ll just piss him off and this entire thing will be over with, just like that. “Not until I see a ring on my finger. I want to be a wife before I’m a mother.” 

You hear him growl. You squeal when you feel him wrap his strong arms around you and pull you to him. He buries his head in the crook of your neck. “You’re horrible,” He mutters. You giggle. “I get it from you old man.” He breaths a deep sigh, whether from relief or exasperation you’re unsure. “I’m your old man,” He mumbles. You nod enthusiastically. “Yes,” You tell him, “Yes you are.”