#this is still coco’s fault

[tetsuskei]

coy girlfriend and coy-chaser boyfriend

[enluv]

sorry for the spam about my kids, going to bed now!

[mex-sickos]

Second thought I'm gonna take a break for the night and do gen 4 tomorrow just had an absolutely abysmal run and no way I'm staying impartial after that shit

[azzibuckets]

pazzi tennis fic when 🤔 jkjk I just love your writing 🤗

doubles [pazzi]

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

a/n: the us open fic all of u were begging me for….i didn’t rly know what to write about so i combined a bunch of ur requests

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“Dude, your story looks ass.”

Paige’s thumb immediately swiped back to the Instagram app. Clicking on her profile picture, she studied the photo with a frown. “It looks exactly like yours,” she said, baffled.

Azzi shoved her own phone in Paige’s face. “Definitely not,” she mused as she compared the two screens side by side. “You’re just not good at taking pictures.”

Paige scowled. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about bro, they look exactly the same.”

“It’s okay.” Azzi leaned in and pinched Paige’s cheek, a mocking smile on her lips. “Not everyone can be good at everything like me.”

“Man, shut up.” Paige laughed, flicking Azzi’s hands away from her face. Her attention fell back to Azzi’s knee where it was propped up against the seat in front of them. “How’s it feeling?”

Azzi looked down and grimaced. “It’s still flaring up.” Her thumbs creased over her knee, trying to massage away the throbbing ache, but to no avail. Paige’s heartstrings tugged a little as she watched Azzi stare at her knee. It had been hell when she’d tore her own ACL, both physically and mentally, and she hated the idea of her girlfriend having to go through it a second time.

“You shouldn’t have pushed yourself so hard in practice yesterday,” Paige reproached, gently pushing Azzi’s hands aside to replace them with her own. She gently kneaded the tissue with her fingers, eyes fixed on Azzi’s face for any signs of pain.

Azzi tipped her head back and slowly exhaled. She was tired from all of this shit, tired from having to watch from the sidelines as all the other girls participated in the intense drills. She missed that feeling of sweat running down her back, muscles aching and lungs pumping as she ran up and down the court. What was worse was the pitying looks all her teammates sent her way, all the pats on her back that were supposed to make her feel better but only made her feel like shit. It wasn’t their fault, and Azzi loved her teammates for trying, but she was so goddamn sick of it. “I already have Geno and CD and all the trainers breathing down my back, I don’t need you to coddle me too,” Azzi responded, her tone coming out harsher than she meant for it to.

Paige’s movements halted. “I’m just trying to look out for you,” she said. “The last thing I want is for you to tear your ACL again.”

Azzi rubbed her temple. “Yeah, I know, I know.”

Paige fell silent, continuing to work Azzi’s knee with her fingers, but she didn’t look at her, instead focusing instead on Coco as she flew across the court.

“I’m sorry,” Azzi said finally. “I didn’t mean to snap. I’m just tired of being treated like I’m fragile. It’s like everyone thinks I’m weak.”

Paige dipped her head against Azzi’s ear, lips gently brushing her earlobe. “No one thinks you’re weak.” She twisted her bracelet against her wrist, making sure Azzi could see the letters spelled out across the beads. “Resilient, remember? You’re the toughest person in the whole fucking world.”

Azzi dropped her head against Paige’s shoulder. “Thank you, Paige.”

Paige hummed, continuing to rub her thumb in soothing circles around Azzi’s knee. “You tired?”

Azzi stifled a yawn. “So tired.”

“If your knee’s still bothering you, we can go home,” Paige offered.

“No, I wanna meet Coco and I know you do too. It’s fine.”

Paige gently tapped Azzi’s leg. “Are you sure? There’s still a few hours.”

Azzi waved her off. “I’ll pop some painkillers. But I hope you know you’re paying for my ice cream after this.”

Paige shook her head. “You only reminded me about a few thousand times on the way here.”

Soon after, Azzi moved a seat over so that she could fully stretch out her leg. She looked around the stadium, taking in the buzzing atmosphere and lively crowds before turning her gaze back to Paige, who was frowning so hard that there were wrinkles between her brows. “Are you seriously pouting right now?” Azzi laughed.

“You didn’t have to move,” Paige insisted. “There’s already plenty of space.”

“Tell that to my fucked up knee.”

Paige got up to take the seat next to Azzi, but Azzi reached over and pushed her back down. “You seriously have attachment issues,” Azzi teased, but loving every second of it.

“I can’t even kiss you and shit and now you’re saying I can’t sit next to my own girlfriend?” Paige grumbled, shaking her head in annoyance.

Azzi grinned, knowing exactly what would tick Paige off even more. She loved seeing the blonde all riled up, especially for her. “It’s getting kinda hot,” she said casually, slowly taking off her sweater and balling it up.

Paige’s eyes immediately fell down, gaze tracing the slope of Azzi’s neck to the jut of her collarbone, and finally down to the dip in her tank top across her chest, where it stayed until Azzi threw her sweater at the blonde. “You’re such a whore,” Azzi smirked.

Paige blinked rapidly, trying to get ahold of herself. “And you’re such a fucking tease,” she complained, stuffing the sweater under her arms.

Azzi leaned over the seat between them. She wrapped one of Paige’s slut strands around her finger, biting her bottom lip as she looked up at the older girl through her lashes. “What were you saying?”

Paige’s mouth opened and closed in a stutter, suddenly finding herself unable to speak.

Azzi giggled and leaned back, snapping Paige out of her trance again. “So fucking whipped.”

Paige’s glare burned into the side of Azzi’s face. “You know what? You can go and pay for your own damn ice cream.”

Azzi was already scrolling on her phone, nails tapping against her screen. “Don’t even try and start. We both know you’re gonna end up paying anyways.”

“Fuck you.”

[lilblackcheezits]

fresh out of jail - E.Jaeger

your worst fear had came true, Eren had got caught dealing weed. He got three years in prison, three fucking year in jail, three year u had to be away from your boyfriend. It completely crushed you, how were going to be alone for 3 years?

Now Eren on the other hand was heartbroken, he missed his baby so fucking much it hurt, and it was all his fault, not being careful of what he was doing. He thought u we’re going to leave him, he didn’t think you would wait on him, but you loved Eren so much you would wait, cause he was worth waiting for.

1 year later

Eren was on his best behavior, hoping they would let him out early, and spoiler alert he gets out next week. He hasn’t told you about his release but he’s dying to see you, to hold you, to kiss those sweet lips of yours, do all those things he hasn’t done in a year. Him being in jail has been doing his biceps wonders, And you started going to the gym with all the free time you had, and gurlllll that ass was getting bigger(if that was even possible🤭) you look good if you do say so yourself.

That last week in jail never felt to longer, Eren just wanted to be home with you. Finally Monday was here and Connie came to pick Eren up, he just couldn’t wait to surprise you. The whole 30 minute drive to y’all’s house, Eren was just thinking about u. The effect you had on that man was crazy.

You were at home sitting on the couch, a throw blanket one your fresh showered body that smelt like coco butter, u had vaseline on ur lashes, chapstick on ur plump lips, the windows were cracked so the fresh air could flow through the house. Some romance movie was playing on the tv while you we scrolling through insta.

Finally Connie pulled into the driveway, they said there goodbyes and Eren started walking to unlock the front door as Connie pulled away. You we so deep in your phone you didn’t even hear the door open, Eren walked in taking his shoes off. He heard the tv so he walks towards the noise and he see you scroll through ur phone, man you looked like the prettiest thing on the earth.

“mama…” he says almost a whisper, you look up at him and your jaw drops “eren..” you stand up and he runs to hug you, “Eren oh my god- I’ve missed u so fuckin much” you say into his neck. “how are u here I thought u had 2 more years-hmm” he cuts you off with a kiss he’s been waiting so long to do again, and let me tell u this kiss was full of passion and lust, you both pull away because ur out of breath and that when you get a good look of Eren, and DAMN that’s man was ripped. The way his biceps were busting out of his shirt made u want to bust.

Eren noticed u taking a good look at him, and he liked it, he knew he got bigger and he just couldn’t wait to show u. “u look good ren” u say as u look up at him, just for him to by staring right down at u, giving you that smile he knows u love so much, “yea? how good?”

Now to be honest you don’t know how you got here.

“Fuckkkk ma” he smacks her ass “throw that shit on me” he groans. “yesyesyes don’t stop” u drag your words “u got so much fuckin tighter” he say throwing his head back “fuckkkk” he hissed

He’s just pounding into you and he doesn’t care, he misses you and this pussy too much to care. “you like that mama? u like when fuck you hard like this?”

your brain was to foggy to comprehend what he was saying so u we’re just nodding at everything he was saying

he pulled ur hair back so you can look at him in his eyes “i asked you something” “yes i- I love it when you fuck me like this” your honestly just babbling

“I- hngh i missed u s’much ren” “I missed u so much more baby i promise u i will never leave u again, i want to spend the rest of my life with you baby- fuck”

“me toooo ughhb ren imcummig imcumming holy fuckk im cummingg”

“yeah? make a mess on this dick cmon”

“yesyesyes oh my godd” ur practically screaming at this point its been so long since you had sex

Eren cums right after you still fucking his cum into you “ren m’sensitive” you say tiredly trying to push him away

he just smiles at the sight in front of him, his beautiful girlfriend looking all fucked out all because of him

he pulls out and gets up to go grab a warm rag and a blanket

When he gets back he sees y/n passed out on the couch, he wipes her up and puts the blanket over her sleeping body, then goes upstairs to change his clothes

He comes back downstairs to lay on the couch with her and eventually ends up falling asleep too

Eren couldn’t be more happier with being back home with his little mama

authors note!

im sorry if there misspelled words this is my first time writing something like this so i hope yall like it! - vaeh💗

[mostlymihawk]

Marriage Ceremony!

Prompt: Zoro, Mihawk, Cabaji, Shanks, and Nami x GN reader getting married and what the ceremony would look like.

CW: None.

Zoro:

Literally does not care.

At all.

"All we need is a piece of paper. Just make sure we get that."

You decide you want to do something based on his culture, though.

The only thing he insists on is a picture of Kuina at the ceremony.

Everything else is all up to you.

...It does make planning a frustrating experience because he literally. Does. Not. Care.

Day of, though, he looks very happy.

Wearing the swords, of course. Yet another reminder of Kuina.

You also get to meet his sensei, which is an impactful experience.

Mihawk:

Also insists he literally does not care.

The difference is he's lying through his teeth and just doesn't know it.

Cares so much.

The moment anything ceremony-related is in front of him he's got Opinions.

"I would not be caught dead with those flowers and those champagne glasses in the same room. One of them has to go."

Also wants you to have everything you desire.

To a fault.

Won't buy those candles because they're cute, but definitely not worth that much and the seller is clearly jacking the price up because it's Mihawk and he's rich?

Guess which candles show up at the ceremony.

Insists on the hat, but you insist he wear a shirt during the ceremony.

You win some, you lose some.

Cabaji:

Wants a fairly traditional wedding, which is surprising.

As much as Buggy uses the word 'freaks' affectionately, he still wants to be normal at least once.

Also an absolute sap about the marriage.

Biggest princess you've ever met, dewy-eyes and all.

"I can't wait until the day I vow to spend the rest of my life with you."

This man shows up in his best tux.

It's so not the norm for him that you genuinely don't recognize him.

And then you realize that you do recognize the guests in attendance, just not in plain formal attire and without copious amounts of makeup.

That's Buggy in the back.

When it's time for him to kiss you, he kisses you with a gentle reverence you've never felt from him before.

It's such a shock you pass out and wake up on the floor a minute later with a teary-eyed, smiling Cabaji cradling you in his arms.

Shanks:

Pirate wedding. You knew it would be.

Shanks isn't much for lavish ceremonies, and you just accepted it.

That said, when the day comes, the crew have all washed their clothes and the entire ship is immaculate.

There are even flowers and lights.

Oh, and Benn got a certificate to officiate weddings on their last port day.

How???

"I wanted it to be perfect for you."

He says it like that explains how they set this all up without waking you.

It doesn't???

You never let it go, and he never explains.

Nami:

Privately, you had initially been less-than-enthused with the idea of going to Coco Village for the wedding.

It meant the world to Nami, so you wouldn't say no, but...small town wedding wasn't what you'd call picture-perfect.

When it all comes together, though, it's gorgeous.

So much better than anything you would have ever planned.

The tangerine orchard in the background, the sunset...it's better than perfect.

Sanji plans the menu and trains the staff, so the food is delicious.

Nami doesn't cry the whole ceremony, but when you pull about twenty different strings to present her with a picture of Bellemere at the end she's a mess.

"I love you. I love you so much."

[midnight-mourning]

Snowy Snuggles

❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 19❄️❄️

ahem, i saw the phrase cuddles and kisses and went ham, I would apologize but I think we all know that you people are going to eat it up, so enjoy!

Prompt: sun/moon’s systems freezing up because of the cold so reader decides ah… cuddles and kisses to the boyfriend(s) to warm them… sun and moon try to make it as unobvious as they can that theyre warmed up because they love love love reader’s cuddles but they are steeeadily starting to overheat because ohhh they love reader so much

Word Count: 1234

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You bend down and light the last candle, snuffing out the match a moment later and discarding it. The entire room is enveloped in a soft, warm light with the amount of candles you have in here. They're pretty, but they provide no heat. That, was something you were going to have to figure out yourself. 

There's an old wood stove still set up in the basement, but you only have a little bit of wood for it currently, you'd need to go out back tomorrow and chop some. For now, you'd just have to hope the house won't get too cold on you. 

It wasn't you that you were worried about, and this power outage wouldn't have been a big deal, if you and the boys hadn't just spent all day out in the snow, and had come inside expecting to warm up significantly. 

You spare them a glance, the light's just enough for Sun to be out, as he huddles under the pile of blankets you'd provided. Your heart twists with concern as you see him tremble. You're sure they'll be okay, it's just, not a great situation currently. 

"Hey." You softly call out. "Doing alright over there?"

Sun perks up, looking over to you. Tone more cheery than you think he actually is. "Of course, Sunshine! We're okay, I promise."

"You don't look okay to me." You walk over, cupping your hands around his faceplate. "This is all my fault, if I'd noticed the outage sooner I could have planned better. I'm so sorry."

Sun's rays flutter, not having the energy for his usual spinning. "Don't say that! We insisted on staying outside so long. It was a complete and total fluke that the power went out. Nothing you should be blaming yourself for, alright?" His hand reaches up for your wrist, leaning into your touch. 

"Okay,"—you sigh, then giggle as he kisses your wrist, you take a step back—"I'm gonna go grab my dinner, and then I'll be back."

Sun nods, and lets you go. 

You give him once last look, and hurry off into the kitchen. By the light of your phone's flashlight, you make yourself a sandwich or two, and pour a cup of cold coco. You check to see if there's any updates on when the electricity will be back, but you still have no signal. 

Deciding that that's not good enough, you search the cupboards and find your old storm radio, along with your regular one, and bring them and your food back with you from the kitchen. 

When you get back, you don't miss how Sun scrambles back from holding his hands over the candles on the coffee table. He feigns innocence, sinking back into the blanket as your frown deepens. There's got to be something you can do to help, and you have an idea in mind. 

You set everything down on the end table, turning on both radios. The storm radio doesn't have any updates, but the other softly plays holiday music, bringing some life to the living room. Then, you turn your focus to Sun, hands clasped. 

"Yes, Starshine?" He asks, a little on edge at the look on your face.

You wave your hand. "Open up that blanket, that's my spot."

It takes him a moment, then it clicks. "O-oh! Of course." He opens the blanket, and his arms. 

You all but hop into his lap, snuggling close as you wrap your arms around his neck. Then, you pull back and kiss him once, grinning. "Thought I'd provide the best heat I could think of. If that's alright?"

Sun's stare is blank, unmoving. Then, his rays spin rapidly and he nods several times. It makes you laugh as you reach over for your sandwich, snuggling further into his lap as he brings the blanket back around the two of you. 

"Sorry in advance for any crumbs, but after getting pelted with snowballs all day I'm kind of hungry." You take a bite, reveling in it for a second. For a cold sandwich, this slapped.

Sun chuckles, arms coming to rest around you. "I suppose just this once it's alright, special circumstances and all that."

"Good, because I wasn't asking." You snicker as he huffs. 

After finishing your sandwich, you get even cozier, entwining your fingers with Sun's and snuggling your head against his neck. 

Bored, and also feeling cheeky, you place a kiss to his neck, followed by another, and another. 

He stiffens and you grin to yourself, continuing with a squeeze to his hand. Eventually the position starts to ache, so you decide to turn around so you're straddling him. When you do so, you make eye contact and smirk. 

"Hi." You say. 

"Hi."

You interlock both your hands with his, leaning back in so that you're only inches apart. "Mind if I get back to work?"

"Wo-work?" Sun asks. 

You giggle. "Mmmhmm. I've got nothing better to do than sleep, and to be honest, I'm not really in the mood for that." You kiss the edge of his smile. "So, want to help me with that?"

Sun's hands squeeze yours, tight. For a moment, you swear you hear a low humming sound, but it's hard to tell with all the blankets and the radio. 

"Very much so, yes."

You grin again, closing the remaining small gap between the two of you. "Let's get to it then."

After, a plethora of kisses is exchanged between the two of you, and you think Sun has melted into the couch, you decide it's Moon's turn. 

"You ruined him, you know." Moon snickers, forehead against yours. "He's comatose in here."

You chuckle. "That was the intention."

"I hope you don't think it's going to work twice, Star."

Your hands wrap around his neck, fingers slinking between the wires there. When he shudders you pull one back, using it to grip his chin while you pout. "Are you sure? I'm gonna be real sad if it doesn't."

"Brat." Moon mutters, but with how he's avoiding eye contact you'd say you've already won. 

You lean in to kiss him only to hesitate, when he puts his hand up between you. 

"Oh, sorry, I wasn't—" He takes your head, and places it against his chest. 

Now closer, you can hear the noise from earlier, which you now understand was their internal fans. And it clicks what's happened. 

Your face starts to burn. "I see."

"We tried to hide it." Moon coughs. "But now it's becoming a problem."

You pause, then shift back to gape at him. "You're overheating? Are kidding me?"

Moon ducks his head and you can't help the astonished laugh you let out. Then, you hug him, shaking your head in disbelief. 

"Guess we don't have worry about freezing up after all, huh?"

"Don't start." He warns, but it's half-hearted, weak. 

You laugh again. "Okay, okay. No kissing for a bit then."

Quiet. 

"I can always go back out in the snow for a few minutes if you want..."

You scoff, baffled. "If I want? Excuse me, I think tha—"

Moon interrupts you by pulling you further into him, muttering something you can barely make out. 

And if you weren't so incredibly offended, you might have taken him up on that offer.

Emphasis on might. You are pretty cozy right now, regardless of being able to kiss them or not.

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Thank you for the request @vypridae!! I very much enjoyed writing more cuddly kissy fluffy things, and flustering the boys that too :)

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[hollowaluminumvessel]

Post-114 (Still Not Ferin Well) headcanons 🤗

long post, Hcs for gillion, Jay and chibo under the cut ♥

Gillion(real)

-since his lay on hands wasn't an immediate reaction, all of his missing skin and the holes in his hands became scar tissue.

-once they got back to the ship and everything was calm again, his hair was soooo ratty and knotted. The crew spent ages combing it out, washing out the blood and grime, and making sure it was tied up next time they did something like that.

-when doppelgilly was voided and became a husk, Gillion felt bad. He knew that he shouldn't, he knew that doppelgilly was some evil copy of himself but doppelgilly looked, acted, and felt like himself. It was like looking in a mirror.

-to chip, Jay, and the rest of the crew, he has literally never looked worse. He looks exhausted, he looks beaten. To gil thoigh, he thinks that hes seen worse. He hasnt. The moment he was healed, they sent him to the tub.

-he nearly fell asleep in the elevator, and then while Jay and Gryffon helped with his hair.

-Gillion WILL have lasting trauma and you are NOT changing my mind. I mean no chance he doesn't right?? A Triton literally said to him, WHILE CHAINED, "YOU ABANDONED US." COME ON BRO THATS NOT EVEN THE WORST OF IT

-when Gil was first taken, his neck literally broke. It's verbally stated that if he hadn't casted death ward, he would literally be dead. And he was yanked upwards, as if he were hanged. That bitch should be DEAD AF DAWG. DEAD

Jay

-Jay is second guessing herself like the sky literally fell and it's her fault. She's questioning her role, her right to be a leader, even her life. She spends that night crying as quiet as she can. It felt good, she hasn't had a good silent sob session in a few months. She needed to let it out.

-When Jay put together that Gillion was actually doppelgillion, the loud noises started happening and she fuckin BOOKED IT over to the leviathan room. She got them into this mess, if she didn't get them out she'd never forgive herself.

-when gillion was sent to the tub and the rest of the crew left to do whatever they pleased, chip held Jay back. He told her that it wasn't all her fault. He said that he doesn't blame her for indulging on information about her sister, because why else are they going to the hole in the sea? For laughs? No, it's for chip to do the same thing. They hug then. And then they go about their day/night.

-Jay's hair is singed. When they finished with Gillions hair, they turn to Jay's and cut it as short as she'll let them. Her hair used to be around waist length, as she'd ignored it for a while, only doing so much as to brush it every morning and night to prevent knotting, and goddamn that shit was greasy. She wasn't the only one though so they didn't put it past her. Her hair after the cut is probably upper back to shoulder length. Queen comes along and helps her style it so she doesn't look stupid like she thinks she does.

-she denies that she likes it at all. She's lying and they all know it.

Chip

-im gonna be so fr with myself and say I haven't paid the most attention to chibo so if I get anything character-wise wrong, mercy 🙏

-chips bones are weaker now, some even broken from when he opened the drawer and the ringing rang. Griz said it splintered through his bones, I'm not letting that go

-anyway think like Hector from coco. Some bones are split and broken, some are being held together with medical tape, etc. Basically he's more broken than ever.

-in the fight with the holloweds on the ship. One of them managed to get a lucky shot right on the hole in his chest where his heart should be. Later that night, it burns. He scratches, he rubs, he does anything he can to make the burn go away but nothing works. It seems to have lessened the next day though, so he's not worried.

-theres discolored bruising around his neck where the slimy tongue is.

-on the same note, chip was being dragged much slower, so his neck didn't break, but he was held much tighter.

-when chip told Jay it wasn't her fault, it was all he could do to keep from crying. Because deep down, he thinks it was his. He's the one taking them to the hole, he's the one that brought them into this mess in the first place. He wished he'd never met anyone on this ship, so at least they'd be safe, home, and away from this. He's disappointed in himself. He's angry and sad and he's so upset that he's putting his crew through this nonsense.

-chip thinks the fact that doppelgilly pulled some of the worst cards back to back was hilarious. Then he looks at gillion later on and sees how he's contemplating and he rethinks. He doesn't really change his mind, but he rethinks.

[pepi1989]

The Matchmaker - Ben Shelton

I never thought the day I met Coco Gauff would lead me to the love of my life. Tennis was never really my thing, I was more of a “sit on the couch with snacks and watch” type of person. But my best friend, Coco, was a different story. She lived and breathed the game, and somehow, our worlds collided through that love of hers.

It all started when she dragged me to one of her matches. I’d been to a few before, always cheering loudly, pretending I knew what a “double fault” was. But this one was special. She had just turned 20, and it felt like she had the world at her feet.

After the match, Coco insisted I come backstage with her. “Come on, you’re practically family,” she said, throwing her arm around me as we navigated through the bustling crowd of fans and media.

As soon as we entered the players' lounge, I was hit with a wall of tennis players chatting, stretching, and looking far more relaxed than they had any right to be after hours of intense games. I tried to keep it cool, but my heart started racing when I realized that I was surrounded by some of the biggest names in tennis.

“Hey, I want you to meet someone,” Coco nudged me, grinning like she knew something I didn’t. Before I could ask who, a tall, strikingly handsome guy with messy, curly hair and the brightest smile I’d ever seen walked over. He was all golden skin, bright energy, and… well, completely out of my league.

“Ben!” Coco called, waving him over as if she hadn’t just won one of the biggest matches of the tournament. “This is Y/N, my best friend.”

“Hey, nice to meet you,” Ben said, his voice warm as he extended his hand. When our fingers touched, it felt like I’d stuck my hand in an electrical socket. I managed to stammer out a “hi” as Coco continued.

“She’s been to almost all my matches. Kind of like my personal cheerleader.”

“Sounds like you’re the real MVP here,” Ben said, flashing me that winning smile of his. Was it just me, or was he looking at me a little too intently? The air between us suddenly felt charged, and I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it.

The next hour was a blur of jokes, light teasing from Coco, and Ben being… well, perfect. He was funny, sharp, and made me laugh so hard my sides ached. When he left to catch up with his team, I gave Coco a look.

“Okay, what was that?” I asked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.

She smirked, crossing her arms. “That was me introducing you to someone who might just be your perfect match.”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on. You’re being ridiculous.”

“Am I? I saw the way you two looked at each other. And he never acts like that around anyone,” she teased, bumping my shoulder.

I shrugged it off, but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Over the next few weeks, Coco invited me to a few more tournaments, and every time, Ben was there. We’d chat, laugh, and spend more time together, and soon, I found myself looking forward to seeing him more than the actual matches.

One evening after a particularly tough match for Ben, he found me alone in the players' lounge. Everyone else had gone, leaving just the two of us. I could tell he was frustrated, his forehead was creased, and he had that “I’m still replaying every mistake” look in his eyes.

“Rough day?” I asked softly as he sat beside me, running a hand through his curls.

“Yeah. I just couldn’t get in the zone. Everything felt off,” he muttered, his shoulders slumping.

I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just stayed quiet, offering him a soft smile. Eventually, he turned to me, his eyes softening.

“You know, I’ve been thinking…” he started, trailing off as he looked down at his hands.

I raised an eyebrow, urging him to continue.

“These past few weeks have been… different. Because of you.” His voice was quieter now, and I felt my heart start to race again, just like the first time we met.

“Oh?” I tried to play it cool, but my voice cracked slightly.

He chuckled at my attempt to stay calm, but then his expression grew serious. “You’ve become someone I really care about, Y/N. I… I don’t know how to explain it, but I’ve never felt this way before.”

My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him, trying to process his words.

“I feel the same way,” I whispered, and the smile that spread across his face was enough to light up the entire room.

Before I knew it, Ben had closed the distance between us, gently cupping my face in his hands. Our lips met in a soft, tentative kiss, and I felt every nerve in my body light up. It was gentle at first, like we were testing the waters, but soon, it deepened, and I felt like I was floating.

When we finally pulled apart, Ben rested his forehead against mine, both of us smiling like idiots.

“I guess Coco was right,” he murmured, his breath warm against my skin.

“About what?”

“That we’re perfect for each other.”

Since that day, everything changed. Coco loved to remind us that she’d basically played matchmaker, claiming full credit for our relationship. And honestly? I wasn’t going to argue with her.

Ben and I were inseparable. From late-night calls when he was on the road, to quiet mornings spent tangled up together on off-days, every moment with him felt like a dream. He was kind, thoughtful, and made me laugh in ways I never thought possible. And when he held me close, it was like the world outside didn’t exist.

One year after we officially got together, we found ourselves at another one of Coco’s tournaments. This time, I was more interested in Ben’s matches than ever before, cheering him on like my life depended on it. And every time he looked up at me from the court, my heart skipped a beat.

During a break, I spotted Coco grinning at us from across the court, raising her eyebrow in that knowing way. She walked over, giving me a tight hug.

“See? I told you I’m good at this matchmaking thing,” she said, winking.

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide the smile on my face. “Okay, okay. You were right.”

“Of course I was,” she said, flipping her hair dramatically.

I couldn’t help but laugh, feeling grateful for her, and for Ben. If it weren’t for that fateful introduction, I never would’ve met the person who made my world a little brighter every day.

I’ll forever be thankful to Coco for bringing Ben into my life.

[sunflw3r]

cat dad

yangyang x non!idol male reader reader prns: he/him word count: 7:30 fluff

coco stole y/n’s attention

content warnings: n/a content overview: use of petnames (babe, baby)

unedited</3

(masterlist)

a/n: i <3 coco and his dad !

“coco, sit still.”

the darkness of the studio made the now purple leds y/n had hung up pop against yangyang’s face of neutral annoyance, the fluffy white cat wiggling on his lap. low notes of yangyang’s r&b playlist sounded through the room and bounced off the walls, failing to confirm his claim that “it makes him work better!”

“coco! please!” he begged, the cat letting out a soft whine as he stretched. coco wanted nothing more than yang’s attention, why wasn’t he dropping everything to give it to him?

“coco, look here!”

y/n’s voice contrasted to the rain dripping down the sides of the windows, barely seen from the half closed curtains. the white cat stuck his head up as y/n inched closer, hands extended out.

his fur was softer than y/n could conceptualize, like an angel had passed down it's hairs to him. soft mewls left coco's mouth as y/n caressed the top of his head, a soft smile breaking out on y/n's face. the sound of coco's content purrs filled the studio, y/n leaning closer to coco to press a soft kiss to the side of his face.

"mmh, such a good cat."

the soft praises came from his mouth, calming coco even more as he sunk into yangyang's lap. "thanks babe." yangyang replied, looking over to give y/n a small smile. "you're welcome." y/n replied, yangyang keeping their eyes locked.

the distance between the two closed, yangyang’s eyes and intentions set on his boyfriend’s lips. “oh wait, i have treats!” y/n spoke, rolling his chair away before yangyang’s forehead could touch his own.

“jeez,” yangyang mumbled, going back to his work as coco jumped off his lap to follow y/n. “wow, thanks coco.” he spoke as the cat was entranced by y/n’s calling and the small treat in his hands.

“loves the cat more than me.”

yangyang didn’t expect that sentence to come from his mouth, his eyes betraying his mind to look at his boyfriend and cat. im jealous of a cat. that’s so pathetic.

looking up from feeding coco, y/n caught the edges of yangyang’s gaze, frowning as he quickly looked away. “coco, i think your dad’s sulky.” y/n spoke, pulling coco into his arms. “i gotta go.” pressing a kiss to the cats head, y/n left his chair and walked over to his boyfriend.

y/n’s hands trailed down yangyang’s shoulders and onto his chest, y/n rubbing the area gently. “why are you upset yang?” he asked, leaning down to whisper in his boyfriend’s ear.

“you care about coco more than me!” he whined, his lip jutting out as he stared at y/n. “you gave him a kiss but not me! why does coco get more kisses than me?”

y/n’s laughter filled through the room, yangyang frowning. “don’t laugh at me.” he continued, holding onto his boyfriend’s arm. “i’m not, you’re just so cute.” y/n replied, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

yang’s shoulders stiffened at the connection, y/n pulling away quicker than he wanted him to. “just have to ask baby.” y/n teased, yangyang’s ears turning a soft shade of pink in the purple light.

their lips magnetized once more, yangyang’s stomach fluttering as y/n readjusted his hands on yangyang’s chest, the touch like a drop of hot water evaporating on his chest.

the edges of their lips overlapped, the area around yangyang’s mouth getting covered with what was remaining of y/n’s chapstick. pulling his lips away, yangyang pouted as y/n turned his head.

“coco look away, i gotta pay attention to your dad!”

gently hitting y/n’s shoulder, yangyang pressed a kiss to the underside of y/n’s jaw. “you’ve ruined the moment.” he replied to y/n’s discussion with the cat.

y/n scoffed, the purple light hitting off his eyes. “hey!” getting up from his seat, yangyang pressed a kiss to y/n’s lips. “not entirely your fault! i have to go feed coco dinner. father duties.”

yangyang left his boyfriend, picking up his cat and exiting the studio. plopping down in yangyang’s chair, legs spread out as he looked at the ceiling.

“the cat dad got me. i got played by a cat dad.”

yangyang was lucky both him and coco were cute.

[ashdreams2023]

Lucius malfoy and severus snape (poly) with a s/o who likes sweets and candy and anything that has sugar but somehow the slimmest person between them? Like not skin and bones thin but like still thin for how much sugar they eat (bonus points if they still eat normal food)

- @vivian-the-fanfic-writer

Of course!

Severus snape x reader with a sweet tooth x lucius Malfoy (poly)

Lucius was the first to notice your liking to sweets first since he met you inside an ice cream shop

"You stacked every flavor they had I was both concerned and amused at the same time"

Lucius also likes to take you to different bakeries around France when you get the chance to go with him on business

Severus on the other hand found out about your appetite when he started noticing the chocolate frogs in his desk drawer missing

He wasn’t mad, he just preferred you told him you wanted to take from them instead of acting like a little thief, candy thief

You start your day with something sweet in your breakfast, you don’t over do it but it’s noticeable that you go for extra sugar and cream or buy a pastry filled with something like cream or chocolate

Lucius buys you the best chocolates when traveling around Europe

Severus makes sure when you’re over for tea or something to have a sweet treat for you ready

"Don’t think much about it I’m just being decent" "whatever helps you sleep at night sev"

When you’re all three dining together lucius makes sure the house elves go all out, especially for dessert and severus usually gives you half his share since he’s not that big on sweets

Severus doesn’t like the high sugar consumption for you health but doesn’t comment on it since you do equally eat other more reasonable foods

Severus does like to sip hot coco with you in the dungeons during winter time

Lucius and severus always remember to bring you a souvenir when you can’t tag along their trips

Severus has to remind lucius that you actually eat other food and don’t survive on sweets and the power of the son

"Sev is right you don’t have to scan the dessert menu every time we plan to go somewhere, honestly I’ll be fine"

Severus is much like your condition, he eats as much as you if not more but his weight never changed and stays the same unlike lucius

One time he took a two month vacation and by the end of it gained 13kg (30 pounds)

You like to call it relationship weight, lucius thinks he let himself go, he looks at you and severus with angry envy and yells at the house elves for making him eat this much (it’s completely his fault)

When you want to snack away on a sweet treat you go and snuggled underneath Severus’s cloak just because you can and no one would dare steal from you like that

Lucius nicknames you sweetness, because you’re already sweet and you eat things that make you sweeter

But although they have no issues with your consumptions they do watch out for your health a little extra

Catch severus sneaking in vitamins into your gummy bears and lucius making his house elves add extra veggies and more nutrients ingredients into meals

[enluv]

god i love jay

[imagineredwood]

would include/headcanons of a possessive!reader laying claim on her man? the whole ‘he’s mine’ and similar to the way tara held jax (imitating the gemma & john photo) but with angel at the clubhouse?

This got long af and I didn't think it would so I didn't want it to get crazy long but now my brain is saying what would happen after👀👀Like after she does that and they're alone or mostly alone how he'd respond? Be cause my brain says impressed but also horny but also proud but also kinda subby Angel after?? Yes? No??

You weren't typically what one would consider possessive

At least they didn't think you were

But there wasn't really a reason to be

You hadn't exactly been around or with Angel for a very long time, 6 months coming up

But you had been around long enough and so had everyone else to know that you were Angel's, and Angel was yours

Whether you were big on giving PDA or not, Angel definitely was

And it couldn't be confused that he always made sure to stake his claim on you

A hand low on your hip here

That same hand sliding down your back to rest on the very top of your ass there

A quick hand that gently held your throat to bring you in for a kiss

It was obvious

But maybe not so much to a new person

She was a friend of a friend

Brand new, first time in the clubhouse to watch a fight

There were people everywhere, hustle and bustle

Laughing and joking and yelling and cheering

It was organized chaos that you all knew and loved

But for a first-timer, it was hard to tell people apart

Tell who came with who and who claimed who

So when she laid her eyes on Angel who was sitting outside with EZ and Coco, no other girl in sight, she figured he was fair game

You were inside fixing yourself a drink and grabbing a new beer for Angel on your way

And next thing you know, there's some girl standing next to Angel, her smile bright and flirty

His eyes are neutral as he looks up at her

She motions to your seat and he shakes his head, pointing at an empty chair over by Coco, which she happily grabs and then brings closer to him before sitting down

It's EZ and Coco whose heads turn towards you in sync, eyes watching

They aren't sure what your response will be

It's uncharted territory

You don't know her, never seen her before, and judging by their response, they haven't either

She keeps talking to Angel but he's not really listening, his eyes following the boys and then landing on you, staring at him while standing still, both drinks in hand

His eyes are wide and you can tell he's fighting the instinct to either stand up or gently knock her chair over before you come up

But the shithead in him also wants to see what you're going to do

A new step in the relationship if you will

So he stays

Ignoring her, yes, but not bothering to get up or move

And you feel like you can see his throat bob as you start moving again, making your way over to them

EZ winces and smoothes his hand over his hair while Coco keeps his eyes trained on you, also eager to see what your reaction will be

She realizes that everyone is looking behind her instead of at her and turns her head as well, laying eyes on you just as you come up and hand Angel his new beer

Placing your drink down on your seat; the very seat Angel told her she couldn't sit in

And she realizes now

Cringing slightly

As you offer her a tight smile, coming to stand behind Angel

She didn't know, it's not her fault

But that doesn't mean you have to let it go unaddressed

And you won't

"He's mine, by the way."

Your left hand coming to lay on his left shoulder, sliding down his chest until it came to rest on his sternum

Light, and warm even through the kutte, but still

Your eyes on hers

"You were saying?"

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[myakikijackson]

Where You At?

Summary: You and Angel break up.

Warnings:

For Readers 18+ only

Language

Here’s another that I took inspiration from a Lana Del Rey song called Let The Light In. The inspiration was from a single line “at your back door yelling cuz I wanna come in”

Hope you enjoy.

Two weeks. Two long agonizing weeks since you and your boyfriend had broken up. He wasn’t really your boyfriend but it was still a break up of sorts. You counted each day, every hour, every minute, every second, and they all felt like eternity. It may have been partly your fault but he had some blame in this too. Regardless, it didn’t make a difference, the pain was still the same and you miss him terribly. You’d hurt him and you knew it. It wasn’t intentional or malicious, a lack of communication mostly. You hadn’t meant to sleep with other men. Well you had but you hadn't thought of it as cheating. You still thought you were single and just ‘friends’. You had no idea he was wanting more. To be honest you didn’t even know he was your boyfriend, Angel never gave off the girl-friend having kind of vibe. But he was crushed when he saw you at a club that night, your body draped over some random guy, grinding on him with his tongue down your throat and his hand squeezing at your bottom.

The hurt look on his face only lasted a few seconds, it was quickly replaced with another expression, a more dangerous one. Anger. He marched up to you ignoring everyone else in his path, his cold eyes only focused on you and where the son of a bitch had his hand. Angel pulled you off of him.

“Hey man, leave her alone.” Your new friend protested.

“Shut the fuck up,” Angel stepped up to him, their faces only a small breath away. Spit flying out of the Mayans mouth and you could have sworn you saw it land damn near that man’s eye. 

“Ain’t your fuckin’ business.” He grabbed your arm and dragged you out of the club.

“Get in.” He demanded in the parking lot and he unlocked the door and held it open for you. When you hesitated he grabbed your arm and forced you into his car. 

“You know I didn’t believe it when Coco called me and told me you were here giving some dude a lap dance, what the fuck is wrong with you?” He shouted at you once he was in the car with you. 

“Un-fuckin-believable.” You’d heard him angry like this before but he’d never used this voice on you before.

“Coco’s got a big mouth!” you had to wanted say to him but figured in such a confined space and driving fast as he was, probably not a good idea to fan the fire. Of course he would tell him. His loyalty was to Angel, not you. You were nothing to him but some chick.

You were damn near out the door as soon as you pull up to your driveway. Not bothering to look back at him but then you didn’t need to look back to know he was following you. You heard his heavy footsteps loud and clear. You make quick work of the lock and get in as fast as you can, opening the door only wide enough so you could slip in and slam the door shut in his face but he didn’t let you. He blocked the door with his foot, preventing you from shutting it. 

“Nah, nah, nah. That ain’t how this is gonna go y/n.” He said as he walked in, overtaking you space with his body, you took several steps back. 

“You’re gonna fuckin’ explain this shit to me.” You avoid looking at his eyes. “You embarrassed me in front of my brothers. Seeing my girl on some other fucker like that, do you know what that feels like? You made me look like a pendejo!”

“Who the fuck was he, anyway?” Angel demanded.

Feeling just a little ashamed of yourself you look down, “I don’t know.”

“That’s not what it looked like to me. No, it looked like you knew him very well.”

“I just met him, Angel!”

“You just met him?” He closed in on you and desperate to keep your distance from him you kept inching away from him until he had you backed up against the wall. There was nowhere to go now.

His face inches away from you. 

“And you let him touch you like that?” The crack in his voice is what caught your attention to something more. 

For the first time since he had caught you with this guy, you looked him in the eyes and reflected in them was the same thing you were now feeling in your heart. And you couldn’t bear to see it. In that moment you would have given everything to make it go away, to replace the storm within his eyes with something warmer and lighter.

“Like you let me touch you?” That one statement, as tiny as it was, said a lot.

“Angel.” You said softly. “I’m sorry.”

“You let him touch what’s mine, y/n! Why?” He sounded like a sweet innocent child asking why his best pet died.

“I didn’t know, I thought we were just friends, I had no idea we… were together.”

“Yeah well you don’t have to worry about that cause we’re not anymore.”

The following couple of days you had tried to reach out to him, hoping that once emotions calmed down the two of you could talk more rationally about this but nothing. He didn’t return any of your calls and your texts were all left on read.

Angel wasn’t doing any better, he sat at the bar all broody like. Some of the guys looked at him and rolled their eyes. Some laughed at how he was acting like a big pouty giant baby, but underneath it they felt his pain. Everyone was just too afraid to address it, but not Coco. He didn’t give a fuck, he was tired of it.

“Man, either talk to her or get over it already.” Coco sat in the seat next to him. Yeah, he’d had enough of Angel’s pity party bullshit. “But whatever you do just fuckin’ do something man.”

The ding of an incoming text made Angel jump from his seat, and Coco nearly choked on his beer. “That her?’ He asked. 

“Angel, I’m sorry, I didn’t know I was anything more to you than just some casual fun. If I had known, things would have gone differently. I swear it. Please talk to me.”

Coco stole a quick glance at the text, “Look, it was fucked right, I get it, you don’t wanna see your girl on another man’s lap but she gotta point, how you gonna expect loyalty when you ain’t never did nothing to make her feel like she was more than just a fuck.”

Usually Angel paid no mind to anything his slender crazy-eyed friend had to say but he had his moments. Sometimes he actually made sense.

Angel flew out of his seat and ran out the door.

“Goddamn, finally, fuuuck.” Coco muttered under his breath.

He raced to your house once there he ran up to your doorstep and pounded on the door once, twice, nothing. He heard no sound or movement. Determined and not ready to give up now that he realized how foolish he’d been and how much he still wanted you, there was nothing that was going to stop him now. He ran out to the back and pounded on that door as well. Still he was met with nothing but silence. 

Finally after weeks of radio silence you get a text message from Angel.

“Where r u?”

“Where are you?”

“I’m at ur back door yelling.”

“You at my house? Wait, why are you yelling?”

“Cuz I wanna come in! Look I’m sry I was a huge douche. Where r u?”

“I’m at your house, stupid”

“Wait there,baby, plz.”

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More Angel? For Sure

[witch-oftheflowers]

His mask yanked off the moment he got into his truck. Shoved into his duffle bag as he drove home.

Simon smiled a bit as he trudged inside the cottage home. The dead of night filled the house, along side his steps as he dropped the bag into his office. Peeling off his jacket and leaving his work boots inside. Knowing he had to clean them the next day.

His eyes shut for a second as he processed his month away. Knowing his kids and his wife missed him. Knowing he had multiple chances of not returning home.

He opened his eyes as he walked out his office. Locking it. Anna was getting to curious at her age. She was a teen by now. And her father was still going strong with his missions.

Johnny was curious for a young child. But still, he didn't wanna pry like his older sister. And the twins. They just knew Dad was cool.

As he walked down to his bedroom. Hearing sounds of soft breathing and little snores. Peering into the room. His eyes soften, a bit surprised even

His wife laid in the middle of the bed. But not alone. Anna was snuggled against her mom. Blonde curly locks sprayed out. Johnny besides them, his curls hiding his face. Lad was due for his haircut, probably was waiting for his pa to do it with him.And the twins squished everyone as they laid on top. Their hair longer from last time, curls starting to look just like their mum

He softly chuckled to himself as he head to the restroom. Taking a quick shower, wishing to rub off the gunk and dirt he carried for a month.

As he walked out. A pair of brown eyes stared at him. Anna.

Sitting up slightly, trying to not wake the bunch. Her blonde hair swaying as she waved.

"Wanna joke me for a drink munchkin?"

Anna nods as she crawled out the bed. Joining her papa as they snuck off to the kitchen. She sat at the kitchen island as her father made them both hot chocolate.

" 'Ow was mum?" He asked her as he put a load of whip cream on the cup. Sliding it over to Anna. She hums as she took a bite out of the whip cream. Licking some off her lips.

"Mums ok. Stayed busy with Luna." The now 15 year old said as she drank her cup.

Simon smiled a bit as he sipped his own coco. With a spike to it for his sake.

"Your siblings?" He leaned against the counter as Anna was thinking. She was looking more like him everyday. Even started acting like him more. Which he was scared of a tad, but as he noticed his wife was along side them. He had no reason to worry any of his kids would turn out like him.

His eye darted to her ear. Remembering the day she got shot. His eyes stiff as he had so much remorse for building a family in their lifestyle.

Anna tapped the island to get his attention.

"Pa you're spacing-"

"Yea... Sorry kiddo. Just I regret bringing you kids into 'his all" he admitted as Anna had been more curious about everything. Wanting to learn more about his life and his career. She knew more about it since that day she got shot. She became very observant. Maybe even more than she was before.

"Not yous or ma's fault. Remember I was a surprise" she teased her pa as he smiled a bit. Shaking his head at his own daughter comment.

"No you and your siblings, are all blessings Anna."

Anna giggled at her dad's words as she smiled

"Ey if it wasn't for me. You and ma would of never been 'ere." She said as her very British accent was coming out. Which he chuckled to as he smiled bigger.

"Just like your ma. Knock off the same block."

"Well your block too pa"

They quietly chuckled together as they smiled. She finished her cup as she stared at him

"Make another for me???" She begged with her big brown eyes as he sighs and nods his head

"Yes anythin' for you."

The two stayed up a bit longer. Having a bonding moment as they caught up on the month he was gone.

" 'Ows my tios?" She asked him as their eyes met. He sighs a bit as he looked down.

"They're fine. Gonna stop by 'his week to see you kids too." He stated as he looked to his daughter. Anna was getting tired as she yawned a bit.

"Don't you got school in the mornin'?" He asked her as she shook her head.

"Mmmmm no. We got a holiday week"

"Well yous still need sleep munch."

"But you came home..." She said as her eyes started to heave. Slowly shutting as her head swayed around.

"mmm nope. 'Ome on bed time for you." He said as he walked around. Leaving their mugs as he scooped her up into his arms. Knowing his daughter was taller now. She reached his shoulders. Even taller than her mother too.

He heaved her towards her room. Laying her down into her own large bed. Tucking her in as he gave her forehead a kiss

"Love ya munchkin.... You've done good." He spoke as he looked around her room. New posters, movie ones filled with action. Others of horror and some of her childhood. He sighs in content as he noticed the letter on her vanity.

Walking over he knew something was off.

Military seal on top. His blood ran cold as he sighs.

Bloody hell...

He grasped it as he flipped it over. Anna Riley. A small words of ' We're Interested' as he tossed it back down.

Walking back to his own room. His wife Ximena, up as she smiled. Already grabbing one of the kids as she was returning them to their bed.

"They do this everytime you leave..." She spoke softly as she walked by putting Johnny in his room. And he was no light child either.

Simon smiled as he was surprised by his wife's abilities to still carry so much. Years of training still in her body

As she returned and noticed the twins gone. As he was able to carry both out. She smiled to him as she giggled a bit

"Wow still can carry that much?" She asked softly as plop into their bed. Her hair spiraled around as she hums. Her curls framed around her as she met his gaze. Seeing him tired and worn.

He sighs a bit as he crawled over her. Letting himself plop on his plush wife. A giggle left her lips as she wrapped her arms around his large neck. Keeping him close as they snuggled up. Her legs barely could wrap around his waist, but as she did. Latching her ankles together as she let him doze off

"Just sleep soldier... You did good mi amor.. you came home..." She whispered into his ear. As soon after snores filled the room, making her stay up as she wished to make sure he was ok.

And the house became quiet again. Darkness seeping back in as everyone dozed off to dream land. Knowing their house was at peace for a moment.

[luna0713hunter]

I’m still not entirely sure how to go about requesting things without sounding demanding

Autumn prompt please with shanks 8, 14 and 15

Thanks

Author's note : oh darling,you can never be demanding!!! I'll be happy to write for you!!!also,sorry this took so long,uni is kicking my ass lmao! Hope you enjoy it ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

"putting blankets on you/them while sleeeping"

"Where are the marshmallows in my hot coco?" "Sorry i ate them." "You don't sound sorry." "Well I'm not."

"Making you wear their jacket when you're too stubborn to dress properly."

Based on this prompt

Shanks x reader

Warnings : so much fluff,like, ALOT,age gap relationship,use of petnames such as 'princess', 'baby girl' and etc

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When you let out the second sneeze in the past five minutes,a warm,long coat immediately draps around your shoulders.

Clinging to the only source of warmth,you raise your head and look at your captain with a bashful smile.

"Sorry,Cap."

Shanks only shakes his head and wraps his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer to his side,and gods above,does it melt your heart.

"Its alright, princess. But i did tell you to dress better."

A light pout tugs at your lips and Shanks' arm tightens around you;you know how weak your captain is for your pouting.

"But i wanted to impress you!"

"Darling," a light kiss presses on your head as you two near the ship,and start to climb the small stairs inside, "you dont need to dress up to impress me. You already did it so effortlessly on day one."

The crew greets the both of you,and you smile with a wave. When Yasopp lets out a loud whistle upon seeing your figure particularly being swallowed by Shanks' coat,you stick your tongue out him while trying to control the blush rising up your cheeks. You push Shanks toward the back to hopefully warm up in his room.

"Yea baby that's what I'm talking about!!"

"We dont even need to tell them to get a room, they're already on it."

"Oh my god, Shut up!"

You cheeks flare and you shut the door behind yourself. You take off Shanks' coat and put it neatly on the hanger near the door. Shanks smiles at you and starts to change out of his slightly damped shirt,when you hurry to his side. You gently help him get into warmer clothes and kiss his stubbled cheek. The scene of his toned body makes your heart beat a little bit faster,but its nothing unusual;ever since he lost his arm,you were always by his side to help him with anything he needed.

And even after so many years,the sight of the lack of his left arm has you blinking back tears.

"Princess," a gentle hand rests on your cold cheek and you nuzzle into it slightly, "you still look cold. Get under the blanket and wait for me."

You nod when he closes the door behind himself;already giving orders to his crewmate for the night.

Feeling restless to relax without him,you make your way toward the kitchen in hopes of making him a hot beverage to help him warm up a little. As you pour the rich and steaming hot chocolate in two mugs for yourselves,you spot the little marshmallows on the counter. You put five in each mug,and make your way back to Shanks' room.

And its not your fault if the marshmallows in his drink vanishes on the way.

When you push open the door,you see Shanks already under the blanket with a tired smile on his face. He reaches out and takes hold of his drink gratefully and waits patiently for you to get into the bed next to him. He presses a soft kiss on your temple and raises the mug to his lips and-

"um, princess?"

You give him an innocent hum and sip your own hot chocolate;the burst of the flavors making you smile harder.

"where are the marshmallows in my hot coco?"

You tilt your head slightly and grin at him.

"sorry."

"you dont sound sorry."

"well, I'm not."

Shanks blinks at you,but suddenly he lowers his head and with one swift movement,bites into one of the marshmallows floating around in your drink.

You immediately move your handa away from him with a squeak and pout at him lightly.

"Shanks!what the hell?!"

"you stole mine first, darling."

You roll your eyes at him and resume drinking your own drink;your captain could become such a child sometimes,and you'll be lying if you said you absolutely didnt adore him.

When the hot liquid warms your insides,the bed suddenly seems too cozy and comfortable,even if the blanket has slide down your shoulders. You dont know when you're eyes have dropped,but when someone takes hold of your mug and gently pulls you down into a strong chest,you go willingly.

The blanket gets pulled up all the way up your body and a comforting arm wraps itself around your waist.

A gentle kiss presses to your forehead and a happy sigh escapes your lips.

"sleep well,my darling."

And you dream of gentle sea,blue skies,and your Captain's happy laughters that night.