#your mind is so huge for this ask omg thank you pretty doll

[endious]

thinking about wearing like uhh white lace undies for jeff- looking like a doll next to him all innocent and eager to please him no matter how badly he treats or how much he hurts you :(

(almost died when you called me pretty doll in my last ask bye)

-🎀 nonnie

will always call you that from now on then hehe HI HIIII OMG STOP IT jeff will lose it the second his eyes land on the white lace adorning your perfect body. hugging your curves so nicely he can already feel his cock twitch in his slacks at the sight. and the way you look up at him so eagerly?? so ready to please him and do whatever he wants ?? fuck he wants to hurt you. he grabs you roughly, squishing the fat of your thighs and stomach in his big hands and there’s an animalistic growl that rumbles in his chest as he tears through the white lace set despite your protests and how you try to push him off of you but its too late to do much now. he’s in a haze, grabbing you so roughly there’ll be bruises as he does as he pleases with you but you’ll let him wont you? it’s your fault this is happening anyways, just take what he gives you and maybe he wont beat you afterwards for riling him up, yeah?

[000-pawz]

tied to you (bnd legal line) ˚ · .

bnd as submissives , bnd x fem!reader , nsfw (mdni!!!), headcanons/ramble

warnings: dom/sub dynamics, restraints, collars, some degradation, slight masochism (nothing too crazy), hand stuff, oral (giving and receiving)

a/n: i think this is my first official nsfw post omg <3 this was supposed to just be a small ask answer but i think i indulged a litttllleee too much >3< also, a lot of this was influenced by their charts (once again) so yeah! thank u for ur request anon :0

sungho ˚ ⋆｡˚

as someone who likes to control almost every aspect of his life, it'd take a little coaxing to get sungho to submit to you. he'll only submit when he feels fully safe and thinks he can be completely vulnerable around you and sungho is most likely to submit when he's really stressed out or tense. he can get really self-conscious about relinquishing control, so he might come to you casually and try to subtly hint that he wants you to dom him. it might be when you're laying in bed scrolling as he gets home, and he just drops everything at the door and curls up to you. he melts when you stroke his hair, and you'll notice him getting riled up, nuzzling into your neck like a kitten. <3

when sungho submits, the only thing on his mind is pleasing you. i think he's more of a service top and his only goal would be to cater to your needs. he'll eat you out for as long as you'd like, trying his best not to cum in his pants because you told him not to! he likes it when you ride him, using his body as a toy for yourself, and all he can do is let you take whatever you want from him <3

sungho would like to submit to you nonsexually as well. he feels most at ease when he feels as if you are at ease, so he will be at your every beck and call. if you are hungry, he's going straight to the kitchen to make you something. he'll wash all of the dishes, do all of the laundry, and rub your back and feet if you've had a long day. he'll like it when he's able to take control outside of the house, but as soon as you guys get home, everything goes by your word.

sungho is incredibly sensitive! he loves when you worship his body, placing little kisses on his stomach, complimenting all of his hard work in the gym. he could cum untouched by you simply running your fingers over his pecs and thighs. he's a huge lover of foreplay too. when you're kissing up and down his neck, touching him everywhere except the place he needs you most <3 he'll try his best to keep his hands to himself if you tell him to, but sometimes he just can't resist. when he doesn't listen, he likes it when you push him into the bed, holding his hands above his head. he knows that he's stronger than you and can take back control if he wants to, but something about that turns him on even more.

his favorite names to be called in bed are kitty, doll, and pretty. if you whisper, "look at you, doll. you're so pretty like this. just a bit longer and i'll let you cum, okay?", he'll be sinking deep into subspace, just wanting to please you and make you happy.

he can get pretty shy when it comes to making noise in bed, so i see him biting his lip and covering his mouth a lot to stay quiet, turning his head to hide his face and stuff <3 he starts to get loud when he's close to cumming, muttering out "please please please" as he grips the sheets, his body racking with shivers.

for aftercare, he'd like bathing together with you as the big spoon, helping him wash up. he might even fall asleep as you massage shampoo into his hair, leaning in to press tiny kisses to his cheek and the back of his neck. he needs lots of reassurance as well. tell him that he did so good for you, that he made you feel good, and that you love him. he needs to hear it or else he might get really insecure and start to overthink. when it's time for bed, let him be the big spoon so he can burrow himself in the back of your neck and hold you close to him <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ riwoo

i see riwoo as a natural submissive. he loves you so deeply and he's willing to do anything you ask of him. riwoo definitely slips into subspace the fastest and deepest. you guys could be watching a movie when you start to rub him through his pants nonchalantly. he'll look at you with wide eyes and you'll just say, "keep watching the movie." he'll try so hard not to buck up into your hand or make any noises, but he ultimately fails because you always make him feel so good. he can't help it </3

he would get so embarrassed when you tease him in public, muttering "we shouldn't do this here" when you pull him into a bathroom to quickly suck him off because he looks so good in that outfit. in less than a few seconds of being inside of your mouth though, he's a whining mess, head tipping back against the wall, biting his fingers to keep quiet <3

riwoo likes when things are really intimate and really personal. he'd enjoy it when you hold him from behind, speaking directly into his ear as you stroke his cock. his head will be buried in your neck, soft whimpers leaving his mouth <3 he won't know what to do with his hands, so they'll be on your thigh, fisting the sheets, resting on his stomach, holding your arm... anywhere they can reach! he gets really squirmy too, so you'll have to hold him still sometimes.

he has a hard time asking for what he wants, but you know him well enough to read when he needs to be taken care of. you notice when he starts to get a little more clingy, following you around the house, kissing your neck and shoulders when your back is turned to him. if you're sitting on his lap, he'll start to subtly grind up into you, wrapping his arms around your middle, asking quietly for you to help him.

riwoo would love to be called angel and baby boy. sue me, but he definitely has a slight (not-so-slight) mommy kink, even if his partner isn't older than him. he likes nurturing partners who can take care of him, so when you say "shh, i've got you, angel. my pretty baby boy, doing so well for me", he's a goner. as i said, he slips really deep into subspace and he may just stop talking, communicating only with single words and noises. you'll need to find other ways to go about safe words like him tapping you a certain amount of times because he'll be too floaty to respond verbally.

the quickest way to turn him on would be soft kisses to his neck and ears! he gets that fluttery feeling and becomes needy quick. he's into overstimulation where you try to coax him past his limits, telling him that he can cum again, even if he tries to deny it (and he does always end up cumming again). he also has an oral fixation, so he likes when you stuff your fingers in his mouth when he's fucking you, or sucking on your boobs when cuddling. he might mouth at your skin a lot and get drool everywhere too <3

when it comes to aftercare, the first thing he needs is cuddles. he feels most safe when wrapped up in your arms, surrounded by you. he'll doze off as you whisper praise and reassurance. with a little insistence, he'll finally get up to shower with you, his body still glued tightly to your skin. (he might even get hard again just from the gentle way you wash him off <3). as soon as his head hits the pillow, he's sleeping soundly, knowing that you're always there to take care of him. <3

jaehyun ˚ ⋆｡˚

jaehyun #1 puppy sub. he's extremely devoted to you, straightforward, and never afraid to ask for what he wants. even though he can unintentionally get pretty whiny and bratty, it's easy to put him in his place! he hates it when his dom is upset at him, and he hates punishments even more, so he listens to whatever you say really well <3

in a way, he's kind of always on go-mode. he loves it when you suddenly push him up against a wall to kiss him, your hand traveling down to palm at his cock <3 if you decide that you want to fuck against the kitchen counter, he's ready, putting down his cup of coffee in an instant to please you. he loves quickies before he has to go to work in the morning, spooning you from behind as he kisses and laps at your neck, moaning against your skin. his sex drive is pretty high, so he needs a dom that can match that.

jaehyun is really attracted to people with an authoritative aura. someone who can order him around without a second thought and who he can fully submit to. he's always willing to please and simply needs to feel safe and taken care of in return. he likes to sit at your feet while you play with his hair mindlessly, nuzzle into your belly, and cuddle you face to face so he can kiss you whenever he wants. he might even wear a collar with "property of ____" on it around the house <3 loves when you tug him by his leash to eat you out or pull him in for a kiss!

jaehyun likes slight degradation too! he gets so turned on when you call him a dumb puppy, telling him that he doesn't know how to use his cock right, and he'll be jumping up to prove you wrong because he just wants to be good for his owner. he can get pretty defiant when you're a little too mean to him, though. if you won't let him cum while he's eating you out, he'll rut against the bed and end up cumming in his pants like the needy puppy he is. or if you won't kiss him in public, telling him he needs to wait until you guys get home, he gets so pouty!

he can get pretty loud in bed. sometimes he doesn't even realize how loud he's being because he just feels too good! he'll be rutting into you, whining about how good your pussy feels, asking if he's doing good, begging for more and more. he might even start crying when he gets so overwhelmed, dropping his head onto your shoulder, his thrusts messy and uncoordinated <3 poor puppy can't control himself!

he also has a habit of biting when he feels too good!!! he'll bite your shoulder and accidentally leave teeth marks, nip at the inside of your thighs, and bite your lower lip when making out. the best way to prevent a biting jaehyun is to stuff something in his mouth like a pillow or your panties to keep him at bay <3 he'll whine and complain, but he'll quickly stop when you give him that look that always makes him behave.

aftercare with jaehyun is full of kissing, snuggling, and giggles. he'll want to just lay in your arms, slowly making out as his hands travel all over your body with loving touches. he's not trying to get you riled up again! he's just very touchy and needs that skin-to-skin contact afterward. he'd want to bathe together so he can play with the bubbles and hold you against him before heading straight to bed with your head resting on his chest <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ taesan

taesan submitting will take some time. he won't easily share his deeper, more vulnerable desires unless he fully trusts someone. but when he does, all focus is on him <3 all he wants is to be the center of attention, and he likes for things to go his way, whether he's domming or subbing!

when taesan submits, he's usually in need of some confidence and care. he wants to be all yours, and he wants to be the best. he will eat you out until his jaw hurts and his face is covered in your slick, panting for air with a smile on his face as you tell him he's doing amazing. he likes when you tangle your hands in his hair to push him further into your cunt, basically riding his face and using his tongue for your own pleasure. nothing gets him off more than the thought of you using him out of everyone else in the world <3

the fastest way to turn him on is to kiss and suck at his neck while your fingers play with the hair at his nape. anything to do with his neck, and he's on his knees for you, literally. he's also really sensitive around his chest! you can probably make him cum by just playing with his nipples and pecs, squeezing and pinching them as he ruts up into the air, whining and moaning for more. <3 he likes it when you tie him up too, whether it be with rope or silk. anything that leaves a temporary mark afterward!

taesan can get upset when you're not paying him a lot of attention. if you're busy doing work on your computer, he will drop down to his knees and rest his head on your thigh, pawing at your leg for attention with the biggest pout on his face. he could be fucking into you and you'll close your eyes for a few seconds before he starts whining, leaning down to kiss you before muttering, "please, please, watch me. am i making you feel good? yeah?"

he's definitely into praise more than degradation, but he wouldn't mind being called a slut and a whore; as long as he's your slut and your whore <3 you'll have him pushed up against the wall of the shower, pumping his cock as he whines into your ear for you to go faster. "faster? you're such a greedy slut, aren't you?" and he'll nod feverishly, his wet hair falling into his eyes as he bites his lip, fucking up into your fist.

taesan loves provoking you and talks back a lot. you could be at a restaurant with friends and you'll feel his hand trail under your skirt, his fingers rubbing against your panties as you try to have a conversation with someone across from you. you'll tightly grab his wrist to stop him, and as soon as the conversation ends, you'll whisper, "what the fuck do you think you're doing?". he'll just give you a teasing smile, cock his head to the side, and say "hm? i'm not doing anything, baby." he'll be all giddy on the inside when he sees how angry you get, knowing that he'll be punished as soon as you guys get home.

for aftercare, taesan wants to be doted on. he wants you to brush the hair out of his eyes and pepper his face with kisses! he's the softest when he's like this, so you indulge as much as you can. he'll probably get really sleep really fast, so he'll fuss when you say you have to shower. he presses lazy kisses to your shoulder with his arms around your middle as you wash him up, mumbling about how you "sucked the life out of him" and you can't help but laugh at his dramatics. in bed, he'll relax once you're fully situated in his arms, massaging his scalp until he falls asleep. <3

leehan ˚ ⋆｡˚

leehan usually likes to be in control in my opinion, but when he is really in love with someone, he can be the biggest giver sub ever. and by "giver" in this context, he is literally giving himself to you. his main goal is to keep you happy and he'll have a one-track mind of his dom and only his dom. he'll let you pick out his outfits, what hairstyle he'll wear for the day, and where you guys are going for a date; everything will be up to you.

he's the type to say yes to everything. if you tell him you want to ride his face, he's already taking his shirt off and laying down, making grabby hands toward you. if you suddenly push him into a chair to suck his cock, he's folding his hands behind his back and letting you do whatever you want to him. what you say goes, always, and he rarely ever talks back.

leehan likes things to be a little more on the rough side, he would probably try to seduce you/rile you up to get you to snap on him. if you're scrolling on your phone in bed and he gets needy, he'll move down to trail open-mouth kisses up your exposed leg until you roughly grab his hair and tug him up to meet your eyes. he'll have the biggest (cutest) smile on his face as you push him onto his back before straddling him, wrapping your hand around his throat as you lean down to kiss him and give him what he truly wants <3

i see him as the type to want to take a lot of pictures of your intimate moments (for his and your eyes only). he'll like pictures of your hand around his neck, him on his knees at your feet, your hand gripping his jaw as you kiss him, and stuff like that <3 he'll have a private folder of them all to look through when he misses you. and please mark him up! he likes when you give him marks in places only he sees, like his hips, his thighs, or his chest. he thinks they're so pretty and he gets sad when they start to fade, so he'll shyly ask you for new ones!

leehan loves orgasm denial. you'll have him on his back with his hands above his head, tied to the headboard as you jerk him off. when you notice that his breathing is starting to pick up, you quickly pull your hand away, watching as he ruts into the air, his cock red and dripping precum. he'll whine quietly, giving you puppy dog eyes as your fingers trail down his thigh. "can i cum, please? i—i can't..." he'll trail off, throwing his head back when you grab ahold of his dick again. "you can take a little more, can't you?" and he'll nod pathetically, unshed tears brimming in his eyes.

aftercare with leehan would be pretty relaxing. a quiet bath together with the lights dimmed low and soft music playing as you clean him up, your back to his chest. he'll want to help wash you off too, his movements extremely gentle and intentional. when he pouts his lips for a kiss, you can't help but to give in, immediately taking the lead as you drag your tongue over his bottom lip. he softly moans into your mouth, holding you closer to him, just needing to know that you're real and there. in bed is when he quietly asks if he did okay, and you're quick to reassure him that he was lovely <3 he always is.

reblogs are greatly appreciated! thank u...<3

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[hybbart]

HELLO i am a HUGE fan of your beautiful fawn designs!! If you don't mind me asking, how do come up with such unique designs?? They're seriously so cool omg

Thank you! When you draw a specific creature a lot you tend to wind up finding ways to make separate designs unique. (As a pokemon, digimon, warriors, gundam, and animal fan, and former league fan, it probably isn't all that surprising that I like having a large quantity of all different types of little guys)

Well a lot of it is just things I've learned while focusing on character design, but there's a couple of things that are easy to mix and match. The easiest thing to do when working with a lot of the same creature is find the things that are easiest to mix and match, like a paper doll. I'm not going to talk about sillhouettes because I don't know how to spell it, and everyone talks about that. What I'm gonna talk about is information density. The best, most unique designs are information dense. This is how an artist can make a character whose entire shtick is being generic and not standing out still come off as unique and identifiable.

Basic things most characters have is: Shape language, colour palette, facial features, posture, texture, height, weight, fat, and muscle.

Easy enough. Texture's the one I'd want to talk about the most. When I make a character I think about it a lot. Specifically for fauns I think about their fur and hair, because they have both. Hair can have a lot of different textures on its own based on thickness and curliness, but in art you can add even more varieties. If I have to characters with thin slightly curly hair but I want one to look more regal or elegant while the other is more of a gremlin then I'm going to texture those differently, to give the impression one is wilder or more coarse to make the gremlin look more gremlin-y, or I can use symbolism like imitating the aesthetic of the curls you see in old lettering and heraldry to make the elegant one seem more so by association. Making something gravity defining or weighing it down, like curtains. Something airy can make a character more ethereal and energetic, while something heavily draped can feel melancholic and worn. Both create a very pretty aesthetic. I use shape language here too, like as mention above with heraldry. squared even hairs, bouncy round hair, spiky hair- these all use shape language to convey texture, and texture can convey information.

Also for body types and builds... a lot goes into the build a character has. This isn't a video game with simple sliders, you can give a character strong legs and noodly arms, and fat takes different forms and distributes unevenly based on many factors. A thing I think not a lot of people think about is that muscles and fat can be "cut", using pressure. The belly of someone who wears low rise pants and someone who wears high rise pants is going to be different. Even if two characters are both body builders, they could be hyperfocused on different things and looks. Natural wrinkles like that found in some cat breeds for elasticity of skin and those found on some dog breeds that are the result of breeding specific features and other animals who use wrinkles as nutrients storage, look different from not only each other but also wrinkles from age, weight loss, and exhaustion. Thinking about these things and how to convey those differences is an easy was to make two characters with wrinkles look different and convey more information.

For fauns one of the things I think about first is what species are they based off? My personal rule is Fauns are even-toed ungulates and satyrs are odd-toed ungulates, so when I draw a faun I often think about a particular species or mythical creature. Sometimes I mix and match certain things, or only utilize specific features. Sometimes I don't use a reference at all, but this is a good place to start usually. Different species can give you ideas for different types of hooves, horns/antlers, eyes, build, fur, tails, ears, and even teeth. Every species usually has some unique qualities that can be adapted onto a faun to draw inspiration from.

I work backwards on this one, but personality can help you design a character. Usually I design a character and build a personality based off what I've drawn, but doing it the other way around is very effective if you're having troubles. This includes subverting the expected for a character of such a personality. A good example of that is Cure Nyammy and Cure Lillian, who have droopy and sharp eyes respectively, but but Nyammy is the one with the cool, sharp, elegant air and Lillian is the shy, awkward, cute one.

Another things is alterations. The most common alterations to a character is a physical quirk, like a floppy ear, a mutation, like and extra set of horns, a special ability, like flight, or a disability, like a missing arm. For Jimmy I gave him a cowlick because i thought it fit with his ditzier qualities, bird theme, and ranch theme. In raau I also gave him lung damage as a reference to coal mines and canaries and how he and Tango met ind double life, a breathing tube to show he has access to medical technology and support despite the setting, and I changed his eye design to something similar to a sonar's rings to express the fact he sees sound, all of which allows him to be distinct from my regular Jimmy.

And last but not least, you can make two identical characters look completely different with fashion. This includes clothing, accessories, hairstyles, makeup, paint, tattoos, inventory... Any external modifications.

The important thing about design is to not make it hollow features, basically. I mean, you can't do whatever you want of course, sparkle dog is an aesthetic for a reason, but when you draw you have to deliberately draw every line so you might as well take the time to think about why you're drawing it there or that way. My fauns tend to have very similar body types a lot of the time, but I can still use everything else to make them stand out from each other anyways.

Also, it's art, there's no limit to what you can do to give your character unique designs! And I mean this in a very Studio Shaft/Gumball/Spiderverse type way. I've have character I've made distinct by straight up giving them different styles of shading or line work or brushes or layering. I've written character povs where the character never uses pronouns and only uses names, or a character who specifies exact numbers with numbers regardless, or even entirely different fonts, to convey qualities about them. Utilize your medium to its full potential (when appropriate, of course. and if its ocs/personal art, its always appropriate.)

[moved2usagiiboo]

Oh wow this is awesome! I freaking LOVE Tokyo revengers! And you're black too!

Culd u write more with black!reader and Mikey? I her they'd be so cute. More of my fave lazy dangerous man and his oral fixation! F*cking LOVE HIM!

Black!Reader x Mikey

OMG PLS @delightfulmakertidalwave, BBY YOU'RE SO SEGGSY FOR REQUESTING THIS #BLACKGIRLMAGIC

I hope this is what you were looking for!

Can I just say that I bark everytime I see this man? Anyways minors dni or your mom's a hoe 😢🤡

ミ❤️ Mikey + black woman = eternal happiness. He's so happy to have caught someone like you, he worships the ground you walk on. You're his goddess, he can't help but adore you.

ミ❤️ He brags about you all the time, just your smile makes his heart clench. Honestly, he loves everything about you, the way the sun highlights your skin. Your lashes that touch the sky, the golden highlights, your lips that are naturally plump and pouty. Your kinky, puffy hair.

ミ❤️ Oh lord, he loves your hair. He begs to watch you do your hair all the time, he even offers to help. He evens saves up his money to pay for your next hair appointment, only if he gets to pick the next style.

ミ❤️ He seems like the type to love curly pigtails or goddess locs, it does upset him a little that he can't play with your hair, but seeing you all done up like a doll, his heart might explode.

ミ❤️ He also loves your afro! He loves messing with your fro, asking how you got it in that shape, what products you use, how long did it take to style it. Why are you so pretty?

ミ❤️ He forces you to do his hair, Draken is grateful that someone else can deal with Mikey on a daily rather than it all falling on him, needless to say, Draken loves you.

ミ❤️ Wash day always lasts a couple of days, after washing and styling your hair you work on Mikey's. Mikey's hair is always matted for some reason, like always? it's like he doesn't brush his hair at all...

ミ❤️ He also doesn't sit still so he receives pops to his head with the comb.

"Y/n-chann~ that hurt"

"Stop moving ya' damn head then."

ミ❤️ Whines a lot. It's like doing a child's hair. So, you have to get creative.

ミ❤️ You'll give him snacks while he sits on the floor in between your spread legs. He likes lifting your bare legs up, putting them on his shoulders and locking them by the ankles. You part his hair, applying his favorite your leave in conditioner while gently detangling his hair.

ミ❤️ Like said before in the previous Mikey headcannon, he has a huge oral fixation, the entire time he's kissing and sucking on your bare leg. Biting the fleshy meat of your thighs, he loves leaving bite marks. It's a way of claiming you.

"Stop it— tryna do your hair here.."

"Can't help it bunny, you're addicting."

ミ❤️ He makes sure that whenever you're alone you never have any pants on so he can see his marks he made previously.

ミ❤️ After you finish his hair he litters your body and face with kisses thanking you for being such an angel. He mutters against your neck about a reward, knowing damn well it's for his own guilty pleasure.

ミ❤️ He starts leaving marks on your entire body, anywhere and everywhere he can get his mouth on.

ミ❤️ Majority of the time it's on your succulent breasts, he loves them.

ミ❤️ He also loves gripping your ass, please sit on his lap, chest, back, he loves feeling your plush cheeks on top of him.

ミ❤️ Doesn't care if you're plus size, skinny, slim thick, put that ass on him ✊🏿

ミ❤️ BTW, you smell like really good and he loves that.

ミ❤️ Mikey asked why you always smelt so nice, you decided to share your secrets and took him to bath and body works to use a gift card you got for your birthday, since then he got hooked.

ミ❤️ That same day you introduced him to Shea butter, fuck he loves it.

ミ❤️ He always goes out to bath and body works before bath time. He loves colorful bath bombs, he makes sure to get a different bath bomb each time, it's like he's collecting them.

ミ❤️ Oh god, he loves the shower gels and the body lotions. Anything that smells like sweet, he picks.

ミ❤️ He seems like the type to love sugar pancakes or the blueberry scent?

ミ❤️ When you guys take baths together he always has some sort of toy in there. A rubber ducky or something along those lines.

ミ❤️ You're behind him caressing him massaging his scalp, he lays in-between the crack of your breasts while he relaxes, taking about random things that come to mind while you hum a response.

ミ❤️ He'll turn around, shifting the water in the tub, some of the water falling out hitting the ground.

ミ❤️ He'll massage and kiss all over your neck and breast, sucking on them like milk will come out. Don't stop caressing his scalp, it feels so good.

ミ❤️ You'll be in that tub forever if he had it his way, never leaving your breasts out of his mouth for too long. Only to mutter soft praises and "I love you"

ミ❤️ It's his job to cover your body in shea butter and lotion.

ミ❤️ You never agreed to this 🙄

ミ❤️ He loves feeling the jiggle of your skin underneath his hands. Spends too much time moisturizering your ass 😕

ミ❤️ He'll stand behind you kissing your shoulder, he's just a needy baby. Putting the product on his hands, rubbing them together to produce a little heat as well as spreading the protect out before lathering your body.

ミ❤️ He's marveled at the way the lotion feels on your breasts. He pinches and pulls your nipples earning a soft slap on his hands.

ミ❤️ You kicked him out of the bathroom and finished the rest by yourself

ミ❤️ He cried

ミ❤️ You do his skin care before heading to bed. Always cuddling, hes small spoon most of the time. He loves to be babied.

ミ❤️ He sleeping in-between your breasts with his legs wrapped around yours.

ミ❤️ You wake up with his head in your shirt and like 10 new hickeys you didn't have before....

ミ❤️ Now this might be just me but I think Mikey likes having you suck on his fingers or he sucks on yours?

ミ❤️ I just think he gets a rush off of it, it's something so innocent that can be taken sexual, he loves it.

ミ❤️ He also loves when you mark him like he does to you, he'll take off his shirt and let you go to town. Your plush lips, all glossy from the lip gloss that coated the brown lip liner you put on earlier. You'll kiss up his happy trail leaving kiss marks and bites in his waist, sucking his toned body.

ミ❤️ He'll rub your breast or suck on your finger while you work.

ミ❤️ You'll make it up to his pecs(pls that's a weird word) and start sucking on them as well, you bite on his nipple with your canines earning a soft groan from his lips.

ミ❤️ For sure has sensitive nipples, idgaf.

ミ❤️ You'll mark up his neck leaving shiny brown kiss marks all over his body.

ミ❤️ He loves seeing you like this, you practically have heart eyes when you look up at him. Your lip liner and gloss smudged, a line of drool seeping from the corner of your mouth.

ミ❤️ It's absolutely adorable.

ミ❤️ Back to being wholesome 😕

ミ❤️ Mikey makes it his mission to learn about your culture and upbringing, teach him everything.

ミ❤️ Brotha woke ✌️

ミ❤️ He'll beat anybody's ass if they even mutter something about you. Doesn't matter the age, come catch this fade.

ミ❤️ He's so overprotective of you, it's crazy. It's just because he loves you so much, he wants to be the best boyfriend he can be for you.

[saeran-imagines]

Did you see the birthday chats from 2019? Specifically the one where Saeran (as "Unknown") invites you to come eat ice cream and watch Netflix with him? Since Saeran's birthday is coming up again, could you write what if MC had taken him up on his offer and gone to meet him? (Jindere has a video of the chats on youtube if you haven't seen it/want a refresher!) I'm obsessed with the idea of this happening and I love your writing so I'd love to read this from you 🥰

Heya! I remember those birthday chats omg, I just had to buy the picture that went along with them when it became available! That and the 707 version are just so pretty, I had them as my desktop background for a good while 🥰

I made this longer than I meant omg! I wanted to get it done in time for his birthday, which, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAERAN !! (and seven too but this blog ain’t about you ❤) I have a bias for the soft Saerans so I didn’t think I’d like writing for Unknown as much as I did, but I had a lot of fun with this 😊 I hope you all like it!

You fiddle with your phone, the broken looking chat room open to “Unknown’s” messages. That hacker… what kind of person is he? There’s no doubt he’s up to no good, but he’s never done anything that would put you in danger. Quite the opposite, actually. You have a feeling he’d rush to your rescue if you found yourself in a bad situation. “It’s my birthday today. Meet me outside the building at 8 and I’ll show you a great time.” Coming from anyone else it’d sound creepy as hell, it should sound creepy as hell, he’s a complete stranger who hacked your phone, but… the feeling of dread you imagine would come before getting axe murdered just isn’t there. And more than that, there’s something in the way he typed, in the long pauses between messages that seemed… lonely. You look at the clock- 7:50. Taking a deep breath, you force yourself up, pull on a coat, and take the elevator down to the first floor. You wouldn’t be able to stand not knowing what might have happened if you didn’t go meet this mystery person. And hey, it could very well be a great time.

You take up a position right outside the building and look around- nobody seems to be here yet. The sun has started its trek downwards, the shadow on the building long enough to reach the other side of the road. It’s a little late to be out. What does he have planned? You take another deep breath and try to relax, worrying won’t do you any good. You check your phone- 7:53. Has it really only been 3 minutes? It feels like you’ve been waiting here for hours. Footsteps followed by a figure rounding the corner next to you cause you to perk up, but another person follows shortly after and you quickly look back down again, dejected. The couple shoots you a suspicious glance, keeping enough distance from you that they end up walking on the road as they pass you on the sidewalk. You must look strange, you realize, fiddling with your thumbs and glancing back and forth in the dark shadow of a building. You sigh, this is a little ridiculous. Just as you’re considering going back inside and forgetting about this whole evening, you feel a tap on your shoulder. 

“Hey, doll,” a smooth low voice sounds from where your shoulder was tapped, and you whip around to see the source. “You actually came.” You notice his eyes first, a striking minty blue that almost glows in the dim light. Then you notice his white suit that matches perfectly with his hair, pink accents and all. Aren’t hackers supposed to be subtle? The only things about him that match your mental stereotype are the dark circles under his eyes and the mask covering the lower half of his face. Neither detract from his allure, though. He looks like you could find him on the cover of a fashion magazine. He chuckles at your stunned silence. “What, liking what you see?” 

“Ah! Uh-” you stutter out. “You just… weren’t what I was expecting.” You can’t see his mouth under the mask, but you know he’s smirking anyways.

“Oh?” he teases. “And what did you expect?” You try your best to regain your composure. This isn’t the time to be making googly eyes at strangers. God, it’s been way too long since you’ve interacted with someone. You haven’t had the chance to after temporarily moving into that apartment. 

“I don’t know, some weirdo in a ski mask?” you joke, making him chuckle again. You feel yourself starting to relax. He seems like a kind enough person, despite the teasing, and talking to him is comfortable. This night might turn out better than you expected. “So, what are we doing tonight?” 

“Well, I hope you like ice cream. My favorite parlor stays open late, I figured I deserve a birthday treat. You know, since I’ve been such a good boy recently,” he laughs. It’s a giddier laugh than you expected from him, he must have been looking forward to this for a while. He holds out his hand for you to take. “Shall we?” You pause, looking down at his gloved hand. You can feel that this is the last chance you have to change your mind, to take the elevator back up to the apartment and forget about this interaction. Taking hold of his hand would form a contract that binds you to his side for the rest of the night. After a moment of deliberating you grasp his hand, perhaps a bit too tight. You’ve already gotten this far, your curiosity won’t let the night end until you learn more about this strange man. You flash him the most convincing smile you can muster.

“Let’s go.” He weaves you through the city, taking more than a few sketchy shortcuts through alleyways and unexpected detours. He must have to be careful to avoid detection in his line of work, he’s walking as if he’s trying to confuse anyone who might be tracking him. He makes some small talk along the way, prying you for your thoughts about various RFA members and asking you about your life outside the messenger. You learn that he has a bit of a soft spot for Jumin, seeming to appreciate his cold honesty and business oriented mindset. From the short walk you’ve had with this stranger he seems to be the type to prefer fun over work, but you suppose you’ve only seen one side of him. So far, that is. 

You arrive at your destination after around 20 minutes of walking. It’s a small sweets shop painted white and baby blue. A chalkboard sign shows the flavors of the day through the window, around half crossed out due to the business day nearing its end. You feel a light squeeze around the hand that you nearly forgot was being held by the hacker. When you look up at him you can see sparkles in his eyes. When he notices your stare he looks away, is he embarrassed? “Sorry if I startled you, darling.” He apologizes for his sudden excitement, letting go of your hand “My flavor is still in stock,” he says with a smile. “Shall we go inside?” He holds the door open for you and you thank him, walking inside and losing yourself in the sweet scent. 

“Welcome!” the chipper cashier calls out. “Do you two know what you’d like?” Your partner wastes no time in calling out a practiced order, something with mint and a waffle cone that you don’t quite catch as you scan the overwhelming array of colors and flavors. Not wanting to spend too much time gawking, you throw out a fast ‘I’ll have what he’s having’ and make your way towards the counter.

“Good choice,” your partner of the evening says with a grin. You stop him as he starts reaching towards his pocket. He tilts his head at you with a questioning stare.

“It’s your birthday, right?” you state more than ask. “My treat.” You pull out and swipe your card before he has a chance to protest. He doesn’t speak for a few seconds, not expecting this act of kindness, but he quickly recovers with a laugh and a thank you as he takes his cone. “Where to?” you ask once you both successfully make it out of the shop with delicious looking chocolate dipped mint chocolate chip ice cream cones. You want to see how it tastes, but a deep rooted birthday etiquette that lives inside of you forbids you from taking the first bite. That’s reserved for the birthday boy, after all!

“Just up there,” he points to a nearby hill. “You can see the stars really well.” You smile and nod before starting the trek. It’s a cool evening, luckily, so your ice cream only barely starts to drip on the way up. Talking to the mysterious hacker seems to get easier as time goes on. Any leftover anxiety you had fades as you make light conversation and tease each other. It feels like you’ve known him for years. You attribute at least some of it to the ice cream, his speech has become a lot more bubbly and a lot less guarded after he got his hands on his cone. You never thought you’d call the person who broke into your phone cute, but you can’t help but smile at how happy he seems.

You reach the top of the hill before you know it. A blanket is already laid out at the very top, and he guides you to sit beside him on it. It’s not a huge blanket, your shoulders are nearly touching. Which is NOT something to blush about, you tell yourself. He pulls his mask down for the first time tonight, leaving you to stare at him for a bit longer than you would have liked to. He was definitely handsome, but there’s a layer of familiarity that you can’t quite put your finger on. His pretty lips turn up in a smirk. 

“What are you staring at?” You almost miss it, but his hands fidget slightly as he asks the question. Maybe he’s a bit more insecure than he lets on? You try to get past some of your shyness for his sake, if he’s worried about his looks you’d like to reassure him.

“Nothing much, I just think you look nice,” you smile, feeling just a bit of heat creep to your face. “Now-” you quickly change the subject. “You have to take the first bite of your ice cream so I can have mine. Birthday rules, and all.”

“Okay, okay, whatever you say, doll,” he chuckles. He takes a bite, trying to catch all the ice cream that threatens to drip off. “There.” You grin and have a taste, too. There’s something about small shops that make everything taste a thousand times better. It’s the sweetest, creamiest ice cream you’ve ever had. 

“Good, right?” he asks, already knowing your answer from the big smile on your face.

“Yup!” you exclaim. You finish your treats in a comfortable silence. The stars really are beautiful from the top of this hill, they appear so much bigger and brighter without the light pollution from the city. You glance to your side to see him looking back at you. 

“Enjoying yourself?” he asks. He’s closer than you remember.

“Yeah,” you breathe. “The stars are beautiful.” His eyes are shining like stars, too. The darkness has made their unnatural color stand out even more, it would be so easy to get lost looking into them. You force your gaze back to the sky, trying to ignore how fast your heart is beating. “Are you? Enjoying yourself, I mean? It’s your birthday, after all.”

“Yeah, I am,” he says without missing a beat. “It’s not often that I get to go out like this.”

“Because of your hacking job?” you ask.

“Yeah, something like that.” He sighs and leans back, looking up at the stars once again. What kind of life does he have? It’s hard to get a read on him. You can talk to him like an old friend but you don’t even know his name. You get the feeling he wouldn’t tell you even if you asked. Better not to, then. You’re satisfied with the little snippets of him that you’ve gotten today, and if he wants to reveal more you’ll let him do that at his own pace.

“Well, I’m glad I came out to meet you then.” He looks over at you again, studying your face. Almost like he’s waiting for you to take it back, or turn it into a joke. You don’t.

“Yeah, me too.”

[cottoncandyjester]

What would be your OCs ideal "meet-cute"? Like how did they plan to meet their darling in a way that would attract them to the boys? Or did it happen by pure coincidence?

love the ask! Prepare for chaos cause I like seeing them struggle

Also omg you gave a request Im so happy I think you're so cool and i like seeing you on my notifications so please like and request more stuff if you want to ahhhh💖-

This story contains: talk of stalking, yandere behavior, talk of sex (sorry it's prince...sex is always on his mind)

Theodore

Oh he's smart

He knows exactly how he wants to set up

He first saw you in your favorite bakery and from then on it was a done deal

His five years of stalking you has paid off

He knows almost everything at this point

He wanted it to be romantic and something out of a romance movie

But- he's still a bit of a dummy at times and it didn't go exactly how he wanted it to

He's played this out in his head about 100 times, he has done everything he has to in order to get everything to work out in his favor, so why did this have to happen?

His plan was to walk in ten minutes before you did at the bakery, he would pretend to be unsure of what to get then once you walk in he waits exactly two minutes before asking what exactly you would get sounding as lost and clueless as possible

out of the kindness in your heart you will respond and he will charm his way to getting your number, even though he already has it. That was the plan but you never did show up to the bakery so he panicked and went to your house to look for you

Were you kidnapped? Sick? What was going on?! He has rushed to your place now right infront of the door only for it to swing open and for you to crash into him falling ontop of him, okay?

You were frazzled and flustered, you must have woken up late. He looked at you and felt his cheeks turning red as you scrambled up and he picked up his glasses

"i-im so sorry! I just crashed into you i didnt see you"

This wasn't exactly how he expected it but he can use this, sure it wasn't the same but it was alright he can work with this.

"ah, it's quite alright. Though I'm sorry to say but my ankle isn't doing so well"

"holy shit, I'm sorry! So you need help?!"

You helped him up and as theodore leaned on you slightly he shuddered at the scent of you, absolutely delicious.

"sorry, I'm so rude I'm theodore"

"I'm the rude one here, it's [y/n]. do you live around here or something? I feel responsible so let me help by getting you home"

Theodore smiled and adjusted his glasses as he faked the pain in his ankle, it was a little embarrassing having to pretend to be pathetic but his first plan flew out the window and this was all he had left

"live just down the road, thank you for such kindness"

He smiled and knew that he wormed his way into your life, sure it wasn't how he wanted but he was in no rush.

Hikaru

He has to be careful

He's famous after all

He has an image to maintain so he can't be all creepy and stalk you

He pays people to do that

He first saw you at one of his photoshoot sites and he just couldn't help but fall

He really honestly just wants to walk up to you and say hi

But a crowd of people would be on him I minutes so maybe not

He decided to wear a hat and mask

He honestly is so self centered he just wanted to say hi and expected you to swoon

Hikaru adjusted the mask now walking into the book store where he saw you walk into just moments before, plan was to casually find you and bump into you before revealing himself and next thing you know you are jumping into his arms!

So he did just that, walked into the book store, saw you and "accidentally" bumped into you causing the book in your hand to fall

"oh I'm sorry, how clumsy of me"

"no no it's fine! Accidents happen y'know?"

Hikaru smirks before pulling down his mask while picking up the book, his eyes shining with a charming gaze as he looked at you

"how about I make it up to you with some yummy food"

"oh! You're that model from the magazines!"

Yeah baby now come jump into-

"that's sweet but I'm good it's truly fine"

Excuse me bitch?

Hikaru felt his body twitch now fighting the urge to turn his charming grin into a harsh scowl, what the actual hell!? Do you not see how hot he is?! God why the fuck did he fall in love with such a dumbass?!

"o-oh well, how about I pay for your book? I like this book as well so it's only fair"

"you like 'elmo goes to wonderland?'"

Hikaru twitched once more as he glanced down at the book you had dropped and felt his eye twitch with annoyance, why were you buying this?!

"it's for my friend's sister if you were wondering, if you're still up for it let's have that food I want some red bean buns!"

Okay..so that worked?!

Hikaru didn't understand why him being a total idiot wooed you but okay?!

"names [y/n] by the way, I'll let my friend know that you love elmo I'm sure she has more books for you"

Your joke wasn't funny and hikaru now wanted to kiss and strangle you at the same damn time. He feels so embarrassed but at the same time happy.....but the real thing he's thinking is why the hell did I fall for this idiot?!

Prince

Okay so he really just wanted to get into your pants

Like really wanted to get in there

Until he started to stalk you and saw how you acted

That's when he fell for you

He has no idea how to court anyone so he has no idea what the hell to do

This was a whole different game that he didn't know how to play

You were different than the strippers and party loving people he hangs with

You two met out of pure fate

Your friends were forcing you to go out for your birthday to a bar

The bar he worked at

His heart was about to burst

He wanted to say hi soooo bad but your friends were flirting with him hard

He figured if he got them drunk they will pass out

So he did exactly that while leaving you tipsy

He's been bartending for a while so he knows how to do this kinda stuff

Once he strikes up a conversation with you he's so happy

"so, you don't exactly look like one of my normal customers"

"what exactly does your normal customers look like?"

Prince grinned at you as he fixed you another drink before placing it infront of you, giving you a sly wink

"nothing like you doll face, you're too cute and I've never seen your face trust me I would remember a face like yours"

He prayed to God his flirting works cause that's the only trick he's got. He watched you laugh as you took a sip of your drink and he knew he wanted to marry you on the spot

"smooth, but you'll have to try a little harder than that"

"alright well, what's your name?"

"[y/n], why whose askin?"

Prince flashed a huge grin as he leaned down his arms rested against the bar as he eyed you up and down.

"prince is the name, so ever wanted to get behind a bar before?"

"won't you get into trouble for that?"

"I won't tell if you won't"

Sexual tension was HIGH

Prince was ready!

then..you fell asleep

Damn it he got you too drunk, with a long sigh he leaned back now feeling the biggest blue balls in his entire life, he decided it was time to take you home so he did exactly that.

Getting into your place was far too easy and he reminded himself that when you two stsrt dating he has to tighten security around here, he laid you in the bed before placing a soft kiss onto your cheek and leaving but not before writing his phone number and name on a napkin and placing it on your nightstand

Axis

Okay so I've talked about how dumb axis is

But he is like...reallllyyyyy dumb

Poor boy was so excited when he first met you before falling in love

He met you at an art store

He needed help on picking the right color and you popped up

Your voice made him giggle and your smell made him drool

He was in LOVE!

He wanted to meet you again

So he showed up at that art shop every single day listening for your voice and hoping to smell that amazing scent

After six months of actively going he almost given up..until

"excuse me, where are the paint buckets?"

"oh! Right this way!"

Axis perked up as he heard footsteps and the soft scent filling his nose, you! It was you! It had to be you! You were here!

He slowly followed your scent hearing you talk to the worker before hearing the worker's footsteps vanish, he was panicked! Did he look okay?! Did his eyes look weird?! He made sure to wear his sunglasses but they weren't all too tinted..what if you see his weird fish eyes!

All this panicking made him start to shake and he soon heard a voice break him out of it

"excuse me, are you okay?"

He tensed up and snapped his attention onto that voice, that angel of a voice. That voice that could make him do anything it could ever want, you were infront of him and he loved it

"y-yeah! Sorry! I'm just panicking cause I don't know which paint to buy, being blind has its limits haha"

"oh, well I can help if you need?"

He gave an excited nod and you did exactly that just like you did six months ago, it was magical

"what do you need paint for?"

"oh I just moved into a new place"

You moved? He didn't know that, he doesn't know anything about you, he wants to know everything

"oh, well I'm an artist haha, weird yeah?"

"well I don't think it's that weird, it's actually really impressive"

Dontcrydontcrydontcry-

Axis held in every tear he could as he decided to ask the age old question, the question he wanted to know for six months

"what's your name?"

"oh! Sorry! It's [y/n]"

What a pretty name, a name he wanted to now write over and over again, when you asked his name he of course gave it to you before throwing an opportunity out there hoping you take it

"if you ever need help painting your house, I can help out trust me I'm awesome with a brush!"

"I would actually like that, when are you free?"

"now."

That's how he ended up in your home, and into your life.

Yuki

He literally just walked up and said hi

That's it

He saw you and was like "oh okay let's do this now"

He has no grace he doesn't usually plan things out he just goes and see how it works out

As a person who is a mute 80% of the time talking with you was a little awkward.

He gave off a lost puppy type vibe

Yuki usually would never come to an arcade, but he wanted to win the giant stuffed cat that they had at the prize booth it was so big that they simply had a picture of it..it would make a wonderful place to sleep on

It costed so many tickets though so he had put his entire paycheck into that card to hopefully win as much tickets as he could. That's when he met you, you were absolutely killing it on one of the zombie games and honestly it looked super cool

He walked up to the machine before swiping his card and picking up the player two gun, without a single word he started to play as well. The silence was awkward for sure but it was you who broke it

"wow you are actually pretty good, you play a lot?"

"nope."

His short one word answer made you think that he wasn't really wanting to talk so you were about to leave when he simply swiped his card in the player one slot before handing you the gun once more, with a grin you stepped back up and continued to play

You would ask him questions and get one word responses back or even just sounds filled with emotions, you quickly realized that he just was a man of few words

Yuki had been swiping his card for the both of you so when the time came that he was tapped out a look of shock filled him, he was about to go out more money in but it seemed like the store was closing

"well, I better g-"

You were cut off with him grabbing your hand and pulling you to the prize counter. You followed as he gave the worker the card and got exactly what he wanted...the softest, warmest, biggest plushie ever!

As he hugged it close he watched your eyes soften at the sight of it and you were in awe. He glanced at the plushie, then back at you, then back at the plushie

With that he handed the plushie to you watching your eyes grow big as you hesitantly reached out to it

"you're giving it to me?"

He nodded softly as he watched you hug it close

"are you sure?! This is the most expensive thing in the prize corner, I don't even think you can get another one! Are you re-"

"take. It."

You nodded and flashed him a huge grin before you watched him take out a pen and write on the plushie's tummy in big letters

'yuki: XXX-XX-XXXX'

"that's your name? Yuki..well yuki I'm [y/n]! I'll be sure to send lots of pictures of our new baby! Figured we can have joint custody hmm?"

Yuki have another nod as you both started to walk out, he didn't feel mentally exhausted when he was around you. You were definitely special and he wanted to know more.

[jobean12-blog]

Hello my love 💕 I was hoping you could comfort me 😩 could I request something fluffy/comforting with beefy Bucky? Maybe readers boyfriend hurts her but Bucky is there to protect her and does stuff to help take her mind off everything? I love you and thank you for listening to me it means the world to me 💕💕💕

Earth Angel

Pairing: Bucky x reader (of the protective beefy bucky variety)

Word Count: 1,042

Summary: You’re in trouble and the first place you go is Bucky’s apartment. 

Author’s Note: Thanks for asking me to help sweets, I really do hope this makes you feel a bit better! I love you and I’m sending you super warm hugs and cuddles! Thank you all for reading, much love always ❤❤❤

Warnings: mentions of physical abuse, angst, but fluffy softness and really GOOD MUSIC! and a happy ending of course because duh, it’s me! :)

Shutting the door with a loud slam you press your back to it, sinking down and holding your knees, the events of the day catching up to you in a wave of tears. You never thought Brock would put his hands on you, never thought the day would come when you would have to run away but here you were, in a heap on the floor of Bucky’s apartment.

The two of you had been friends for a while and he had given you a spare key so you could care for Alpine while he was away on missions. Bucky wasn’t home and you didn’t know where he was, hoping he wouldn’t be upset you were here when he returned.

Wiping your face on your sleeve you pull yourself off the floor, a small smile playing on your lips when Alpine twists between your legs, rubbing and purring. “Hey buddy, I’ve missed you.” You already felt better petting him and being somewhere you felt safe.

Deciding a shower would help you go into Bucky’s bedroom, the smell of him overtaking your senses and look for a clean tee shirt and some sweats. Finding them easily enough you discard your clothes and take a hot shower. The warm water helps to ease some of tension in your shoulders and head, the soreness of where Brock grabbed you pulsing under your skin.

Throwing on Bucky’s shirt and sweats, both way too big, you walk into the kitchen to look for a snack. “Where does your daddy keep the good stuff, Alpine? I need something sweet and chocolatey,” you say, looking at the fluffy white cat with your hands on your hips. Alpine simply meows and pushes his head under your hand for more pets. “Yea, yea I know, more attention,” you laugh, softly rubbing his head.

As you open the cabinets to search for food you shout, “hey echo, play the 50’s greatest hits.” Echo turns on, “here’s a station for you, all 50s, on amazon music.” With a smile you start singing, “If you knew Peggy Sue, then you'd know why I feel blue without Peggy, my Peggy Sue.”

You find some double chocolate cookies, giving a loud hoot before opening them up and grabbing a glass of milk. Dunking your cookie and dancing around the kitchen you sing to Alpine. “Omg, I love this song Alpine! It’s the best! Earth angel, earth angel, will you be mine, my darling dear, love you all the time…”

You do a twirl, Bucky’s giant shirt billowing out, “I fell for you and I knew the vision of your love, loveliness…” It’s in that moment that you finally notice the large frame of a certain super solider standing against the wall with a huge grin on his face.

He doesn’t say anything, just walks toward you and grabs your hand. Bucky pulls you into his chest, his metal arm snaking around your waist while his other holds your hand up. He spins you around the kitchen, moving with effortless grace. His bright blue eyes stay focused on you the entire time, every so often drifting down to your lips. When the song finishes, he gives you a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth.

“Hi, y/n,” he breathes out, still holding you close. “Hi Bucky, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just show up without asking it’s just that Brock and I had a bad fight and broke up and he pushed me and I got scared and didn’t know what to do and…” Bucky’s finger against your lips silences you, his eyes now stormy. “What did you say?” he grinds out, his jaw clenched as he searches your face.

“I’m sorry I just showed up,” you squeak out, fresh tears lining your cheeks. “No, doll, what did Brock do?” You look down, the weight of it all still heavy, “we had a fight and he pushed me, I got hurt.” Bucky hooks his finger under your chin, lifting your eyes to his, “you listen to me, you did nothing wrong and have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. I swear, I’m gonna fucking kill him.”

Bucky releases you from his embrace, grabbing the keys to his motorcycle and storming toward the door. “Wait, Bucky. Please. Don’t go. I need you.” Your words stop him dead in his tracks as he slowly turns around, his eyes holding a softness you’ve grown to love. “You need me?” he whispers.

“I do. At first, I didn’t realize why I came here but now I know, and I don’t want you to leave. Ever.” Bucky drops his keys, moving toward you slowly almost as if he’s unsure he’s hearing you correctly. “Let me see,” he says once he reaches you. You pull up the sleeves of his shirt and the collar down, showing him the bruises.

You watch as a range of emotions move across his face and you can tell he is holding back his anger. “It’s ok, I’m here, I promise I’ll never let anything happen to you. You can stay with me as long as you want.” His words wrap you in a warmth you didn’t know you were missing, new tears springing to your eyes. “Thank you,” you whisper, as he cradles you against his chest.

“Hey echo, play ‘Earth Angel,” Bucky says to the smart device. Softly singing and moving around the kitchen. Bucky holds you close, the steady beat of his heart even more comforting that the music. “Earth angel, earth angel, the one I adore, love you forever and ever more, I’m just a fool. A fool in love with you.”

You look up as the words leave his mouth, “I didn’t know you knew this song. It’s one of my favorites.” Bucky’s smile is sweet as he jokes, “I am pretty old you know.” The sound of your laughter rings out through the kitchen and Bucky falls a little harder, “I love that sound.” You feel the blush creep up to your cheeks, his face much closer now as you continue dancing. His head dips lower, the last words of the song coming out as a whisper against your lips, “I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

@aesthetical-bucky @book-dragon-13 @eurynome827 @hiddles-rose @hailmary-yramliah @ikaris-whore @itsunclebucky @jewels2876 @jhangelface0523 @loricameback @marvelgirl7 @mushyjellybeans @marvelandotherfandomimagines @nano--raptor @randomfandompenguin @sallycanwait68 @softpeachbarnes @the-wayward-robot @when-the-hell-is-bucky @littledarlinhavefaithinme @littleredstarfish

[goldentsum]

━ socs and greasers

CHARACTERS: kuroo tetsurou and oikawa tooru

GENRE: fluff, a little angst

AUTHOR’S NOTE: oikawa’s a bit longer! i got too excited while writing this cus i rewatched ‘the outsiders’ soooo yeah,, here~

━ kuroo ♡

a gREASER WITHOUT A DOUBT! CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM WITH SLEEK HAIR AND SPORTING LEATHER OR DENIM AND THAT COCKY SMIRK ON HIS FACE---

ahem i mean yeah kuroo tetsurou is most definitely a greaser

Kuroo always scares those socs half to death with his tall height and intimidating aura but tbh he’s a softie

Though he won’t lie that the leather and denim aesthetic was kinda his style and scaring socs was too amusing for him

He most def has a busted second-handed car that he bought with his own money cus his parents doesn’t give a shit to even give him money

He lives with himself now as he run away from the dysfunctional family he had because he’s gonna go crazy if he hears another full blown fight his parents always has

I headcanon his s/o to be a soc and his childhood friend along with kenma, whos a greaser omg

You’re the daughter of a huge businessman who always leaves you on your own most of the time

you became friends with kuroo and kenma when yall met in the vacant lot with the two sporting bruises which made your motherly instincts go haywire even at a young age

Before you and kuroo became a thing, he was just admiring you from a far cus you’re a soc and he’s a dirty greaser but you always remind him that you really don’t really care about that

though kuroo doesn’t really wanna mix you up with his problems,, afraid that someone might hurt you,, soft boy :((

You were just too good to him that it hurts... you always make sure he has enough food in his house, always patching him up after a brawl, always making sure he’s okay, and just always there for him...

with you being like that,, kuroo can’t help but fall...

After accepting the fact that you were no longer the sister he always thought he’d have and that he started to see you more as a woman,, he started being softer, noticing certain quirks and features he didn’t see before,, while being a bit awkward because he doesn’t know how to act really

Kenma always catch kuroo staring at you which he always call him out about

“you’re staring awfully obvious there”

“shut up, kenma... i wasn’t starin”

he totally was pft

And it might not look like it but kuroo is really good at school! he has the best grades in his class and he’s hella cocky about it, rubbing it on the poor socs’ faces in his class

He even tutors you cus you were flanking chem :DDD fUN

Kuroo loves spending time with you! even if it’s just some tutor session but it always ends up with you pouting because you can’t understand it and him getting a headache at the amount of times he repeated it already

One night, he was out riding in his car, pouty that he didn’t see you for about a week now

Then he saw you getting ganged up by 3 taller socs at the street and he was LIVID god help those socs

He just stopped his car and run up to them, punching them without any warning,,, His tall and muscular stature helping him,, he won at the end but they got a number on him ngl which you were angry about

“Why would you do something as stupid as this, Tetsu?!”

“It ain’t stupid, doll... just wanna make sure you’re alright”

“You’re so stupid.... but.. thank you, tetsu...”

god he loves the way you say his name like that

“Well, i can’t have my girl get disrespected by those shitty--”

“your girl?” 

You were staring at Kuroo with a soft gleam inside your eyes

Kuroo just wanted the ground to swallow him up and die,, why the fuck did he just say that?!--

“That sounds nice... I like it...” You said after seeing kuroo’s internal monologue, giggling softly

Kuroo sighed in huge relief, cupping your cheek with his coarse hand that felt so familiar to you

Touching your forehead with his, “It’s official then. You’re my girl”

“Yeah... but first let’s clean up your beaten up face”

of course... it really won’t be you without you ruining the moment but kuroo won’t have it any other way

━ oikawa ♡

a SOC AND HE’S ONE OF THOSE ARROGANT LITTLE SHITS!

He is fILtHY RiCh! fILTHYYY!!

has a reputation about being a flirt with his pretty face

Oikawa: it’s just a struggle being this pretty~ aND I’M RICH TOO sigh

IWA IS SO DONE WITH HIM PLEASE HELP THIS BOI

A well known jock who gets all the girls with his charms and a flirty smile on his face

Oikawa knows how well he got people wrapped around his finger and he feeds off the power he has

Loves shopping and spending money on useless shit he won’t even use,, he’s unafraid to sPEND cus it’s not like it’ll dent his bank account

aND ALSO BECAUSE HE AIN’T WEARING THOSE UGLY KHAKIS! NO WAY IN HELL! he did once though and iwa, makki, and matsun made fun of him

NOW HOW YALL MET IS SO FUN

You’re a greaser, a terrifying one at that

Your group was in the movie drivethru with your busted cars and leather and denim clothes

aND Lo and behold he’s also there,, though he’s with a date and Iwa, Matsun, and Makki were tagging along

a brawl start up with your group and some socs AND OIKAWA HAS TO SEE THIS DRAMA

He wanted to look good to his date so he went and tried to be the “hero” and stop the brawl

You got irritated and punched him right on his nose surprising him and knocking him off his feet

IWA, MATSUN, AND MAKKI WERE LAUGHING THEIR ASSES CUS THAT WAS THE BEST THING THEY JUST SAW

Oikawa stared up at you, nose aching and bleeding, wide teary eyes from the pain

And you stared down at him, a deadly glare on your face as you tugged on your leather jacket, scoffing at the soc

Your group quickly left when someone called the cops,, yall ain’t going to prison now,, nope

Oikawa was left there, sitting on the dirty ground with his nose bleeding and welling up eyes,, It took Makki and Matsun to help him up with Iwa staring at him like, are you okay, dude tf?

“I think I’m in love”

Now that was not what they were expecting, they expected something extra but definitely not that kind of extra,,

His date got irritated at that and dumped her drink at his feet, stomping away but Oikawa barely flinch,, too occupied in his thoughts on who you were

He spend an entire week looking for you because he just can’t get you out of his mind,, you were the first girl to ever pull a stunt like that and it was amusing masochistic bastard

When he finally saw you, you were in a diner with your group and his heart got all fluttery and shit and he got scared because tHAT WAS UNUSUAL! WTF WAS THAT FLUTTERY FEELING?!

He mustered up all the courage he had and marched up to the table, looking straight at you,, barely looking at anyone else

You raised a brow at the familiar brunette but you couldn’t really place your finger on where you’ve seen him then it hit you,, yOU HIT HIM LAST WEEK,, STRAIGHT IN HIS NOSE and the redness on his nose was evidence enough

You started to speak cus what if this soc get you arrested like nope you ain’t having that,, “Look dude, I don’t want any trouble--”

“Go on a date with me” 

Your whole table was laughing at you making you fluster up in embarrassment cus wtf is with this weird guy,, you punch him then a week later he shows up claiming he wants to go on a date with you???

oH this was pay back,, okay you got it

tHAT WAS YOU THOUGHT IT WAS BUT OIKAWA REALLY PERSISTENT,, ALWAYS APPEARING AND ASKING YOU ON A DATE,, REJECTION AFTER REJECTION the guy just won’t stop

Finally, you agreed! Oikawa can’t stop giggling on the way home and got already took out multiple outfits for your date

On the day of your date, he was immaculate with his outfit! He also fixed his already perfect hair and got to the place where you guys will meet up at half an hour early with a bouquet of flowers in hand,, he was that excited!

but 2 hours already passed and you were no where to be seen... D; did you just stood him up? aND WORSE OF ALL IT STARTED RAINING ruining his outfit and hair and making the flowers in his hand all soggy and gross

Oikawa slumped on the the fountain, sAD AS FUCK

while you were snickering in your car driving on the opposite side of town but then a punch of guilt made way to your gut...

what if he waited there?.... and its raining...

goddammit,, and like that your car turned around and drove to the park where you and oikawa planned to meet up.

You stopped the car in front of the fountain and your heart shattered when you saw the familiar sitting figure on the fountain in the pouring rain.

“fucking hell, this idiot”

You stomped your way to him, your leather jacket on your head trying to shield yourself in the harsh rain and stopped in front of the soc

“You’re late...” His croaky voice was really not helping your guilt,, fucking hell...

“tch... Let’s go idiot!” You pulled him up and dragged him in your car

There was tense air inside the car with you grumbling on your seat and Oikawa pouting sadly on his, slumping more

“Look... I’m sorry about this... I’m sure you’re a nice guy,, i think... L-Let’s start over, yeah?”

Oikawa perked up and looked at you at the corner of his eyes,, he hated the fact that he was happy rn... he was supposed to be mad at you,, he waited 3 hours for you and an hour in the rain, hoping you’ll come to him

“Fine... but you owe me one!”

“yeah yeah, idiot soc”

[sliggoons]

Omg hi 🥺💗 your writing is so heartwarming and I hope you know that. I’m so soft for guzma now that I read your last few fics, could I request a fic for taking Guzma to one of those Butterfly World/Butterfly Garden type of places? Thank you 💕💕

This might actually be the cutest idea I’ve ever heard, I hope I did it justice :’)

Butterfly Garden, Guzma x Reader

    Guzma was running late, as always. ‘Hurry’ was not a word your boyfriend knew. He said he’d meet you outside of Po Town at 1:00, but five minutes had ticked by and he was nowhere to be found. You expected this, of course, and had half the mind to show up late as well, thinking you wouldn’t have to wait around. But you always made an effort to show up on time, hoping that one day, Guzma would do the same.

    “Awh, hey babe, what’s up?” Guzma greeted you at 1:09, casually strolling out of the Po Town gates. He slung an arm lazily around your waist, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips.

    “You’re late,” you commented, a smirk on your face.

    “It takes a lot of time to look this good,” your boyfriend replied. And he was right, he did look good. He had cleaned up, shaving away a few days worth of stubble, made an attempt to comb through his hair, and Guzma even switched up his outfit. He traded his signature white tank and jacket for a simple black t-shirt, it was tight enough to show off his broad shoulders and strong arms. Although he kept his beat up white sneakers on, his baggy sweatpants had been forgotten in favor of plain black joggers, the kind that clung to his legs a bit better, making him look even taller than usual. You were flattered that Guzma had put in more effort than usual for your date, given, it was pretty rare that the two of you rarely actually made it out for a proper date. This was all Guzma’s idea too, and you were overjoyed by the level of care you had seen from Guzma recently. 

    “Although, I don’t know if I look quite as good as you,” Guzma winked. “You ready?”

You nodded, taking Guzma’s hand as he slid it from your waist to hold yours. 

    A few days ago, Guzma had called you, ecstatic. He was yelling about some place he had discovered that he was dying to take you to. Once he had calmed down, you found out it was a small, local butterfly garden somewhere along Route 17 before you reached Ula’Ula Meadow. 

    “Are you sure this is the right path?” You asked, eyeing the narrow dirt path leading into the thick woods. 

“Yes, doll, you just gotta trust me.” Guzma drawled, tugging on your hand. You obliged, following him down the tiny path, barely enough room for the two of you to walk side by side. He settled for wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you even closer to him. 

    After a minute or so of walking down this path, it suddenly opened up into a cozy clearing. There was a small shed type building, and from behind it you could see a huge building towering above it. The building seemed fragile, you wondered how it was still standing so close to the stormy coast of Ula’Ula. It was beautiful, something you thought you’d see in a magazine. Built of glass and thin metal bars to frame the panes, you could only imagine what it would look like on a rare sunny day, sparkling and shining. But still the glass walls and geometrical domed top was still beautiful under the grey sky.

    “You like it?” Guzma asked you as the two of you walked towards the door to the smaller building. 

    “It’s beautiful, Guz! How’d you ever find this place?”

    “It was in some old little brochure I saw in the corner store down the street from Po Town. I stopped by here yesterday to make sure they’d be open. The old geezer who runs this place is a real nice guy,” Guzma opened the door for you, allowing you to walk into the cozy room. It was a bit dusty, the wood plank flooring creaked under your steps, and rather minimalist, but the elderly man standing behind the reception counter had a kind smile.

    “Ah, Guzma! I was beginning to think you weren’t coming,” He greeted, his voice was low and wise, and he hobbled as he came around to shake Guzma’s hand.

    “I told you, I’m never on time,” your boyfriend laughed. Him and this man talked and smiled like they were old friends.

    “This must be Y/N? Guzma would not stop talking about yesterday,” the older man winked at you as he shook your hand as well, before introducing himself as Arthur. 

    You noticed the light blush on Guzma’s cheeks as he denied Arthur’s claims. The two of you stood to chat with him for a few minutes, learning that many years ago, Arthur built the garden for his wife, who’s two favorite things were flowers and butterflies. After her passing, Arthur opened up the place to visitors, hoping that people would continue to fill the conservatory with love and joy.

    “I won’t keep you two any longer, go on now, have fun!” Arthur opened a door for you which led into a small transitioning room. Guzma thanked him as he shut the door, leaving you in the small hall. A few odd shaped mirrors were hung up around the walls. 

    “Its for when you come out, sometimes the lil guys like to hang on to your clothes, and you gotta make sure you don’t take em with you” Guzma explained, opening the glass door into the conservatory. “After you,” he waved, giving you a cheesy grin.

    The inside of the conservatory wasn’t huge, but every inch was put to use. In the middle of the circular room was a fountain, water bubbling and mixing in with the sound of the gentle rain that had started up, plinking against the glass ceiling. There were beds of flowers against the outer walls, every color you could imagine, and they smelled wonderful. The whole room was warm despite the cool rain falling and the floral scent drifted around dreamily. 

    Your attention was caught by Guzma’s laugh, followed by his cheerful voice. “Y/N, Y/N, look at this!” You turned to face him, seeing a small black butterfly perched delicately on his curved pointer finger. It fluttered gently, and you could see the vibrant teal band running down its wings. You noticed all the other butterflies then, flying around, resting on the ivy growing up the walls, and drinking nectar from the flowers. 

    “I think it's a blue banded swallowtail? Hmm, I could be wrong though,” Guzma mused, holding the bug close to his eyes and intently staring at it, a slight smile resting on his lips. He actually giggled as it took off to lilt around the room, flying up to swirl around the top of the dome.

    “That one’s got to be a Mourning Cloak! I didn’t think he’d have one here, they’re my favorite!” Guzma pointed to a beautiful butterfly. It’s deep red wings were edged with a buttery yellow and dotted with sky blue spots. Who knew your boyfriend was such a butterfly expert?

    You and Guzma spent the next few hours loitering around, lounging in the two iron garden chairs, just talking and enjoying the company of the fluttering insects. The butterflies seemed to be drawn to your boyfriend. At one point he had two on his arms, one on his hand, and two fluttering around in his hair. You’d never forget that sight, Guzma overwhelmed with butterflies, laughing, and the biggest smile you’d ever seen on his face. 

    Needless to say, the butterfly conservatory was filled with love, and would be for many more days to come, thanks to you and Guzma. 

[ultradiplr]

#1 Fan

Plot: You catch the eye of your favorite baseball star Siebren de Kuiper before a game~

Tags: Sort-of-Sexting, Age Difference. Semi-Public. BJ. Overuse of the smiling emoji. Reader radiates big bottom energy, but is otherwise gender neutral. Sigma is a… Fuckboi. lol

A/N: I have no self control and even though I have like five other things I’m working on right now @sketchingshow ‘s Baseball!Sigma has given fuel to a new fire.

Xx

You look at the clock over the ticket booth and grimace, looking down at the digital ticket you had pulled up on your phone screen, mentally face palming at how you had gotten 12:30 and 2:30 mixed up. You sighed and walked up to the qr scanner, verifying yourself, and walked through the rotating metal pipes of the entrance, figuring since you were already here you might as well check in. It’s not like you could go home and wait considering it took you an hour to get here.

Oh, the things you were willing to put up with so you could see your favorite baseball player Siebren de Kuiper in his last season.

There were a bunch of people here already, staff and fans alike, though mostly for the home team, so you weren’t that anxious at being so early. You walked through the entrance hall, taking a few photos of some of the player posters hanging, and out through a vomitorium that lead into the stadium. You looked out over the empty field, bright and green and surrounded by high walls of seats, and took a quick selfie with the vast expanse of the stadium behind you, at least being this early meant no one knocking you down or being in the way for a cute photo. 

You wandered down closer to the field, taking in the smell of freshly cut and watered grass, and took a load off in one of the more expensive seats. The home team was currently practicing before the game so you didn’t really care that much about watching them, content to fiddle with your phone until somebody told you to move. 

For a while you browsed some videos and looked through your social media when you got an alert. Siebren de Kuiper had posted an update on his profile. You tapped the notification and simultaneously had your heart drop into your feet and your stomach rise into your lungs when you saw something you never thought you would,

A picture of you, sitting alone in the stands wearing his name and number, boredly looking at your phone with the caption, 

“Not seen much nowadays, an eager fan. Lol. -Siebren.”

Your face was instantly set ablaze with embarrassment, too embarrassed to glance up and see the teams trading off field time, not sure how you’d react if you actually saw him looking in your direction. God, you wanted to die, but at the same time you felt like shouting out loud and dancing. You didn’t know what to do, you’ve never been noticed by a celebrity before. Should you leave a comment? Reshare it? Screencap it, print it, and hang it on your wall? Well, maybe not that, but what! Oh god this was so cool and crazy and oh god, you looked so weird in this pic! Was that what it looked when you sat down? Such poor posture! Ugh and you looked so tired! Would it be weird to try and doll yourself up or-

You shake your head and pinched the bridge of your nose, you were overthinking this. What would a normal person do in this situation? You typed out a quick comment. “Haha, that be me!” No, no too childish. “Wtf, that’s me!!!” Too surprised. Hmmm...

“Lol that’s me!”

Normal and friendly. Exactly how it should be. You were proud of yourself as you submitted the comment, marveling at it under his picture. You were nervous at him seeing it as you scrolled through his feed a little, mostly selfies of him with his team, over filtered pictures of his home life, and reshared posts about space facts and dumb baseball puns. It was honestly kind of adorable and underappreciated, if the low amount of likes meant anything, the man was as wholesome as they came and no one seemed to appreciate it!

A new notification popped up as you scrolled, a reply to your comment!

You tapped it and felt your heart flutter, Siebren de Kuiper had liked and replied!

“Thank You for your eager support then! :) - Siebren.”

A wide smile crossed your face at that, god that was adorable! You typed out a reply without thinking,

“Always a pleasure! <3” 

You giggled when you hit confirm, insides all warm. This was so cool. Like, literally, this was the coolest thing ever. You glanced up to the field, face burning when you noticed that he sat not too far away from you, sitting in the dugout a little diagonally from you, tapping away on a smartpad. Most likely browsing his own stuff. That was cool. He was cool. And handsome. And nice. And funny. And smart. And- okay your brain was going haywire. 

You needed to take a walk before you began to hyperventilate. You stood up and walked back into the entrance hall where miscellaneous vendors had set up, mostly baseball paraphernalia for the visitor’s team since the home team had it’s own gift shop in the building. You browsed a bit to distract yourself from the excitement. 

You were looking at a new version of the shirt you were already wearing when your phone buzzed with a notification.

“New direct message.”

That was odd, you never got dmed. You quickly opened it to find that you got a message from a random, empty account you weren’t following named Sigma14, weird name.

Where did you go?

You always forgot to lock dms to private, shrugging, you typed out a quick reply.

Sorry, Wrong person!

You were flipping through your settings to find the right configuration when a new reply came through.

Oh, I’m sorry!

I forgot this was my personal account!

It’s me, Siebren!

Your heart stopped and heat filled your body again, but your rational mind was rightfully unconvinced.

Yeah, sure you are.

Just send me the virus link

lol

You typed out, but waited for a reply this time, not knowing if you’d prefer to be let down with this being some weird scammer or actually get a real reply. Both seemed equally upsetting but for different reasons and on different ends of the spectrum. 

Here’s Proof!

He sent a few pictures. The first was of him, smiling into the camera with a thumbs up while sitting in a dugout, his face sweaty and his greying hair a little mused, then the next was a picture of the field you were just in, the name of the stadium clearly seen, and the last was a picture of the seat you were sitting in with a red question mark and arrow pointing to it. 

See!

He added after. You hugged your phone and squealed quietly, suddenly bursting with energy. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. It was really him!!!

akdjfldjsaf!

it’s really you!!!

I’m a huge fan!!

You typed out excitedly. 

Haha

I noticed!

Thank you for supporting me!

:)

So where did you run off to?

You took a photo of the shirt table you were standing at, glad that it was still pretty empty so no one seemed to mind you loitering around the table. You framed two different shirts with his name and number on it in two different colors, home and away.

Just buying some merch.

I need a new shirt

Lol

Which one do you think I should get?

You smiled when the texting bubble instantly popped up, feeling bubbly at the knowledge he was paying attention to you and not practicing.

Firstly, You have excellent taste!

And secondly, I don’t know…

I think I’d have to see it on you!

That last message almost killed you as you stood with your mouth open, if you’d been an omnic you were sure you’d have overheated and combusted. What the heck! What the Heck! Was he? No. Was he? No, surely not! He couldn’t have. That was… that was.. Did he just ask for a pic? You were blushing hard and silently staring at the words on screen before the typing bubble came up again.

Goodness!

I’m sorry for that last sentence!

I didn’t realize how that sounded!

I hope I did not upset you!

You let out a breath reading his reply, nerves calming. Of course he didn’t! Why would world famous baseball star Siebren de Kuiper want to get a pic of you in his jerseys? You were sure he could have actual models if he wanted. He didn’t need you! Oof, that was harsh, but true.

asfadaafsd haha

it’s alright!!!!!

I didn’t think anything of it

I think I’m just going to buy both, they’re both nice

You quickly replied, not wanting him to think you were upset at him. And you weren’t. Surprised, yes. But not angry. You mean, you’d totally send pics to him if he wanted, but you were sure he’d never want that. Right? 

They are!

And I’m sure both will look great on you!

:)

Your hands flexed on your phone as you gripped it a little tighter, looking at the two still unpurchased shirts. You picked up the shirts up, buying them and went to the nearest bathroom. You take off your shirt and replace it with the away shirt, leaving it a little unbuttoned, and snapped a mirror selfie, and looked at it on your phone. Cute despite the bathroom behind you. You did the same with the home shirt. 

You sat on the toilet holding your phone tightly as you debated actually sending them. They weren’t very explicit but still, the implication would be carried if he really meant anything the first time around. If he meant anything. Which he probably didn’t. So these photos wouldn’t be too bad to send… right?

You bit your lip and hit send. Waiting anxiously for a reply. Your heart was racing as you waited, feeling your blood pressure rise when the typing bubbles popped up.

:) :) :)

I was right.

They do look good on you!

You erupted in a fit of giggles, nerves a little on fire, god this was the craziest thing you’ve ever done. He wasn’t finished as more texts came in,

Would you like to get them signed?

:)

Holy fuck. Was he flirting with you? He had to be, right? Well shit, you couldn’t pass this opportunity up! You quickly typed out a reply, fingers shaking a little.

Would you?!?

Omg that would be amazing!

His reply came in instantly,

Come by entrance five in ten minutes.

I’ll gladly sign you.

:)

You actually yelled laughed, face burning like a stove, and pumped your fist in the air. Yes. Yes. Yes. You left the bathroom insanely giddy, wearing the white home shirt, and went to look at a map of the stadium. Entrance five was the farthest from the main entrances, and from what it looked like on your phone, a part of the stadium that was going to be completely empty. You chewed your lip as you made your way over there, nerves on fire. God you hoped this was going the way you wanted it and you hadn’t just misinterpreted everything.

About twelve minutes later as you sat in the empty hallway flipping through your phone and trying to distract yourself from your racing thoughts, he walked in through the stadium side. You got up instantly as his large shadow stretched across the floor. God, he was tall. Seven feet if you remembered correctly, two feet taller than you, and broad, insanely broad, arms like pythons. He looked a bit sweaty in his baseball uniform, an outfit that hid very little on his hulking frame, and smiled at you apologetically.

“I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” He said coolly as he walked inside.

 He stepped up toward you gently, a kind smile as he held out a hand. You grasped his hand with both of yours, his hands were large, insanely, fuck, he was so much bigger than you, your mouth watered a little. 

“It’s no problem, I was happy to wait!” You said nervously and a little quickly, “I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N.” He repeated in his slightly accented voice, warm and absolutely lovely, sounding a lot different than what you were used to from watching interviews. “A lovely name.”

You laughed nervously and looked off, embarrassed, “T-thank you.” you stutter out as you dropped your hands to hide in your pockets.

“So, make this out to Y/N then?” He asked, pulling a pen out of his pocket and looking at you softly. God, your heart was a puddle.

“Uhh, yeah, I guess.” You said and he hummed in agreement.

You were going to hold out a piece of your shirt out for him to sign, but instead he stepped a little closely and bent down, putting the tip down just under your shoulder. You didn’t miss the glimmer in his eye as he bent in close, holding you still a little with his big hands, and wrote delicately on your skin. You held your breath, biting your lip as the hulking mass of him was so close to you, making your head swim.

“To my loyal fan Y/N,” He said as he wrote, his tone having gone down a notch, making your skin erupt in goosebumps, “Siebren.” He signed, eyes locking with yours as he stood back up.

You laughed breathlessly, leaning on the wall behind you for support as he didn’t move back much, looming over you a bit. 

“T-thank you, I, uh… thanks.” You said, biting your lip a little and fluttering your eyes.

He smirked as he leaned on the wall above you, caging you a little, though leaving enough room that if you really wanted to leave you could. He was giving you a chance to stop, maybe saving face if he also misinterpreted, this was all up to you.

You chewed your lip as he looked down at you expectantly. Your hands shook a little as they rose and gently rested against the rough fabric of his uniform over his chest. He continued watching you, eyes darkening as you hands wandered over his abdomen, feeling him up a little. He was so firm and a lot more ripped than you had thought. This man was a damn brick house.

You hesitated a little as you got lower, looking up at him for permission as your fingers got to his waistband. He smiled, his hand not propping himself against the wall raising to grasp your smaller ones and gently pushing you lower himself, right over his half hard on.

He huffed hotly as you made contact with him through his pants and you couldn’t help the little whine that escaped your throat. You felt him up, mouth watering a bit at the feel of the size of him, only half hard it was already bigger than the length of your hand. You groped and stroked him through his pants, pulling a few groans from him for the effort, but as he got harder he stopped you.

“Enough of that.” He said a little strained, voice heavy with lust as he patted your greedy hands away.

He stood up a little, no longer leaning over you for a moment as both hands went to undo his belt as your hands rested on his large thighs, you mind momentarily filled with the image of you straddling these thick slabs of meat. When he finally pulled himself from his pants, just as long and thick as you always imagined.You licked your lips and looked up at him, his face red, sweaty and eyes looking at you hungrily, it made you shiver in excitement. Fuck, you wanted him to come undone.

Without any prompting you bent down and kissed his cockhead as you slid onto your knees, earning a breathless word in dutch. You didn’t know what it was, but it sounded endearing and it stroked something inside you. He had to bend his knees a little and haunch over you, leaning his head against the wall, the height difference a little difficult while standing, but it made it all the more hotter in your opinion.

You lavished his hard cock with wet kisses and gentle stroking, going off the amazing noises he was making to get a feel for what he liked as you licked him sloppily. His dick was so hard and hot and beautiful His tasted a bit salty but he smelled really good, like grass and dirt and... chalk? It was a strangely arousing combination.

You smiled up at him as he stared at you, eyes half lidded and face red, looking a little angry and a little delirious. So handsome. Like a wet dream. You trailed a line of kisses from the underside of his base up to his tip, eyes locked with his as your lips got closer to his head, and when you did, you opened your mouth and laid his head on your tongue.

He moaned loudly, his hips canting and slipping through your hold into your mouth a little, dragging another moan out of him as you enveloped his head with your soft mouth. A hand dropped from the wall above you as it weaved itself into your hair. Your tongue swirled around his head, humming with please as he choked a little at the feel and gripped your hair a little harder.

He began to circle his hips a little, his cock slowly leaving and entering your wet mouth, getting a little deeper as he went. You just took it, drooling and moaning as he got deeper and deeper and pulled out less and less. As you got most of him in he stilled to a halt, breathing hard as you swallowed around him, looking at him with eyes full of hot tears with the stretch. Fuck, the feeling of him so deep was glorious, but he hadn’t hilted, and despite the fact he looked about to bust and you were not that sure if you could, you began bobbing your head a little to get farther.

His strangled moans where music to your ears as he didn’t stop your endeavor, burying his head in the crook of his arm against the wall as his other hand still had a tight grip in your hair. Your throat was getting raw as you mouthfucked him and you knew that you were probably depriving yourself with sufficient oxygen, but you didn’t care, the desire to please him much too large. 

Finally your nose met the pubes on his groin and he held you still against him, every muscle on his body pulled taut. He was mumbling something, but it didn’t sound like English, or dutch for that matter, just pure breathless gibberish as you felt him pulse in your mouth. You focused on breathing and relaxing around him, brain too scrambled to do much else.

Everything felt so good, your nerves were so sensitive and every little sensation made you shiver in desire.  The feeling of your shirt against your chest, of your pants against you groin, of his fingers in your hair, of the feeling of his thighs under your hands, it all felt so good. Fuck, having him in your throat was turning you on so much it felt like you were going to cum from this alone.

Slowly he began to rut into your mouth, using your mouth as his own little fleshlight. Fuck, it was so hot. H was breathing so hard, his thighs twitching under your hands. He was saying something now, dark and needy, spoken like demands or praises but you couldn’t understand him, couldn’t hear anything over the sound of the squelch inside your head of him fucking into your throat.

Your eyes lulled and you just moaned around him, feeling the drool spill onto the front of your shirt as he fucked you to delirium, choking you repeatedly on his cock. Suddenly he held you tight to his base and said the first words to break through the haze of lust since you started, 

“Swallow.” He said through grit teeth, like you had any other choice.

The feeling of him twitching in your mouth and spilling his hot cum in the back of your throat triggered your own orgasm, and without any direct stimulation your body was wracked with a full body shiver. Your body flinched against his hold as you felt the thick liquid get forced down, but he held you steady, and before he was finished, he pulled out quickly to squirt the last of himself on your slightly swollen lips and drool covered chin.

You would have been angry if you weren’t so out of it. He hummed with please as you stared up at him through the tears in your eyes, tilting your face up to him so he could see the copious amount of cum on your tongue.

“Swallow.” He said softer than before, out of breath.

You obediently closed your mouth and swallowed, opening it again to show him and he smiled widely, petting your head. 

“Goed, goed.” He purred and it made you bristle in happiness in your post orgasm state.

You stayed like that for a while, him petting you and whispering kind words as your mind slowly booted up again. As he got himself presentable again and you cleaned yourself, he helped you back onto your feet and you checked the time on your phone. 2:15? Geez, time really flew by.

You were about to alert him of this when his hand met your lower back as he lead you back toward the entrance hall, “Yes, I know.” He said with a wink.

You were confused until you actually got out and saw through the large glass windows of the entrance the sheets of rain pouring over everything. There was an alert on your phone from the ticket holder, 

Delayed Game.

You looked up at him and he smiled smugly, “It seems I have a bit more time before the game.” He said with fake surprise.

“Do you have anything else you’d like to get signed?” He asked, hand still on your lower back as he lead you into the more private area of the stadium.

The fire of desire was lit again and you smiled up at him, “I still have two more shirts.” you say innocently.

He hummed and you felt his thumb rub lightly over your lower spine, 

“Well, then, let’s find a pen.”

[kyn19]

1 THROUGH 98! I WANT TO KNOW THE ANSWERS AND I CAN'T STAND GETTING THEM PIDDLING BIT BY PIDDLY BIT!!!!!

Lmaooooo what a fuckin Mood. Thank you!!!!! Also, you’re getting Drunk Kylie answers which are arguably the Best answers. For the courtesy of everyone’s dash, answers are below the cut!! <3 <3 <3

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Coffee mugs! I have a sizable collection lmao #WriterLife

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

omg such a tough one, both are aces. seriously I can think of so many combatting pros & cons!! the only fair way i can currently conceive is which i would want weed in. Which is lollipops bc (#UnpopularOpinion) pot makes chocolate taste bad.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

both are great, but def bubblegum.

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

“Pleasure to have in class” in true Gifted Child fashion

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

i’ll rate them in order: 1) can (absolutely preferred), 2) bottle if alone but plastic (lez be honest, Red Solo Cup) if with company, 3) glass (do not like)

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

#1 goth all the way. Pastel and Formal guest appearances

7. earbuds or headphones?

headphone, bc earbuds usually hurt my ears.

8. movies or tv shows?

first of all, how dare you. second of all, tv shows ONLY BECAUSE if all my fave movies were given tv shows so that they could last longer i would choose so

9. favorite smell in the summer?

idk i guess pool chlorine? dislike summer

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

bruh fuckin none. elementary school: too long ago to recall. middle school: escaped having to take gym at all. high school: had a medical excuse to take online PE. least athletic girl u know

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

i don’t have bfast bc eating close to when i awaken makes my tummy upset

12. name of your favorite playlist?

hmm 4-way tie between “#motivate #bitch” (gets me pumped to work) and “Friends Of The Illness” (my playlist of songs about and/or artist who are mentally ill) and “Ominous/haunting” (speaks to my creepy side) and “Bad Bitches” (self-explanatory amirite)

13. lanyard or key ring?

Key ring. Straight up I use an extra shoelace as my key ring string, despite owning multiple lanyards.

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

god another fkn hard one. Listen y’all, you dont understand how much of a sugar fiend i am. candy is my JAM. Starbursts, Sour Straws, Skittles, Jolly Ranchers...who can choose?!

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

“Ceremony” by Leslie Marmon Silko. Highly recommend!!!!!!!!!!!

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

laying down lol sitting is for suckers

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

combat boots like the gay i am

18. ideal weather?

low 70′s degrees (F*), intermittent showers during the day but clear starry skies overnight

19. sleeping position?

mostly fetal, mostly on my side but chest is towards the bed, one arm under the pillow under my head

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

Laptop. I used to love writing in notebooks, but ya girl got weak fingy joints nowadays

21. obsession from childhood?

pfft as if they aren’t the same obsessions i have now

22. role model?

so many!!!!! Jameela Jamil is the first that comes to mind

23. strange habits?

lmao i am ass-deep in idiosyncrasies, if you ain’t read the blog title already

24. favorite crystal?

i don’t know anything about crystals. does blue topaz count? cuz that’s my birthstone and i like that one a lot. i even had the foresight to pick that as my engagement ring’s stone in my utterly preposterous & failed relationship

25. first song you remember hearing?

oh wow, no idea. music has always been huge for me. probably either a Britney Spears or Mary J. Blige song???

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

stay inside lmao

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

WEAR SWEATERS & DRINK HOT CHOCOLATE, BITCH!!!!!!!!!

28. five songs to describe you?

oof ok, hard, but here goes:

“Here” by Alessia Cara

“Wannabe” by the Spice Girls

“I’m Just a Kid and Life Is A Nightmare” by Simple Plan

“No Daddy” by Teairra Mari

“Brick By Boring Brick” by Paramore

29. best way to bond with you?

i am straight up not easy to make friends with (bc my own bullshit, not trying to be pretentious), so bonding is hard. the best way is probably a combo of queer + memes + loves food + correct morals + being the dominant talker

30. places that you find sacred?

Libraries, locally owned coffee shops, Walmarts at 3am, playgrounds in the middle of the night, side of a rural road at 12am, my bed

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

Blazer + shirt with a titty window + high waisted plaid pants + platform booties

32. top five favorite vines?

OMG I LOVE VINES OK OK OK OMG I LOVE SO MANY SO HERE ARE JUST THE ONES I QUOTE THE MOST OK:

Josh Kennedy: “What’s up my name’s Jared I’m 19 and I never fucking learned how to read”

Sarah Schauer: [dont remember the beginning] “didn’t you..?” “sleep in this? yes. mama needs A DRINK”

Evan Breer: “What’s up my & my boys are going to see Uncle Kracker - give me my hat back Jordan, do you see Uncle Kracker or no - *gasp!*”

Drew Gooden: “Road work ahead? Um yeah, I sure hope it does...”

Nathan Enick: “Yo how much money do you have?” “69 cents” “Oh you know what that means!” “...i don’t have enough money for chicken nuggets :( ...”

33. most used phrase in your phone?

bruh like how even am i supposed to answer this?? like texts or Siri requests or????? bc if it’s Siri requests then it’s 100% for arithmetic

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

Stanley Steamer. you kno the one

35. average time you fall asleep?

3:30am

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

bitch i’m a 90′s child of the internet, i was around the web before YouTube launched, i was there when the first modern memes were fucking conceived. i will say the biggest repository of meme culture that i was a part of was YouTube and icanhazcheezburger.com & its side-sites.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

duffel - Tie-Dye Girl from the Lindsey Lohan “Parent Trap” made quite the impression on me

38. lemonade or tea?

Lemonade! hate the leaf water

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

Lemon cake! Not a meringue pie girl saly

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

I’ve been to a lot of schools yo lol. My undergrad college was def the “weirdest” ofc, bc it was an art school lol. An instance that stands out was a string of “Solid Gold Clit” graffiti after a Sophia Wallace visit to campus right before i started there.

41. last person you texted?

My bff triad pals @backwardswriter and @bristarshine

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

damn tough call. Probably jacket pockets bc i’m more likely to have those as a lady who wears lady-targeted pants

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

Hoodie

44. favorite scent for soap?

Plum!

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Fantasy, though sci-fi is a solid 2nd. Not much of a superhero gal

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

.....underwear only. Sometimes an oversized t-shirt too.

47. favorite type of cheese?

Mozzarella!!!

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

I would want to be like a pomegranate, but i’m probably a nectarine

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

“If you hope for the best but expect the worst, you’ll never be disappointed.”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

bitch i’m a giggle monster, i taught myself to be easily amused as a survival mechanism.

51. current stresses?

My own lack of discipline.

52. favorite font?

oooooof i have so many ok. too name a few: Centaur, Garamont, Book Antigua, Times New Roman, Montserrat.....mostly Serif fonts bc I’m an old books bitch

53. what is the current state of your hands?

I don’t love my hands (how homophobic of me, I know). Currently they’re kinda dry and full of sandwich

54. what did you learn from your first job?

what kind of boss I like. also that my customer service voice is frighteningly pleasant

55. favorite fairy tale?

Original tale: Thumbelina. Adaptations: Snow White.

56. favorite tradition?

uhhh Thanksgiving feast I guess? i am not a traditions gal

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

I am very very fortunate to not have a lot or a severity of these. The ones that I’ve had the worst of are: gender discrimination/harassment as a woman, hardcore emotional abuse in a relationship, and heavy heavy mental illness

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Tangible talents: writing, lying. Intangible: A+ imagination, useless trivia.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“I support you!”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

like if Tokyo Mew Mew and Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni had a baby

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

Again, how dare you. Like literally, asking me to pick a favorite line from something is like asking what my favorite breed of dog is. Legit impossible

62. seven characters you relate to?

Ananka Fishbein (Kiki Strike series), Mermista (She Ra & the Princesses of Power), Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter), Gwen (Total Drama), Rori Gilmore (Gilmore Girls), Villanelle (Killing Eve), Andrea (St. Trinian’s)

so like all very- to semi-weird white girls lmao

63. five songs that would play in your club?

[by the term “club” i assume that i’m limited to pop and electronic music. even with the limitation, though, a super hard question]

“Talking Body” by Tove Lo

“Hot in Herre” by Nelly

“Because the Night” by Cascada

“Nails, Hair, Hips, Heels” by Todrick Hall

“Break Free” by Ariana Grande ft. Zedd

64. favorite website from your childhood?

pretty much any doll franchise’s site (Barbie, Bratz, My Scene, Polly Pocket, Diva Girlz, everGirl, etc you name it)

65. any permanent scars?

Yep. One by a dog scratch (it was honestly a weak/shallow/innocent scratch, i still have no idea why it scarred at all), and a few from a car crash last year

66. favorite flower(s)?

i don’t really like flowers? i usually just say Forget-Me-Not’s for ease

67. good luck charms?

bitch idk but i’m knocking on wood just from thinking bout it

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

you ever taste that chocolate Laffy Taffy? vile bruh

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

I am annoying enough to know how i learnt all my facts, but the funnest fact I like to annoy people with is that ducks have corkscrew penises evolved from their main form of mating being rape

70. left or right handed?

Right (like any ol’ simp)

71. least favorite pattern?

polka dots

72. worst subject?

MATH and also PHYS ED

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

One time whilst high, I put nacho cheese Doritos on a tuna sandwich. Winning combo, I’m telling you

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

My pain tolerance is straight up unpredictable, so like anywhere from a 3 to a 9

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

5 years old

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

Mashed potatoes

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

I am not a plant person. Moss.

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

fucking neither but i at least like coffee so i guess the former....

(i know, it’s tragic and barbaric that i dislike sushi, i wish i had another answer for you)

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

Neither lmao - I got them within a month of each other (six years ago) so they’re essentially the same photo.

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

Jewel!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

I mean those are the same bug so I assume this is asking about which terminology I typically use/prefer. Which i would say both bc I’m a cultured ho

82. pc or console?

I don’t game so I guess PC lmao

83. writing or drawing?

Writing but I like both

84. podcasts or talk radio?

damn neither lmao I can’t focus on non-music audio only. I guess talk radio, just bc I can do like ten minute radio segments at least lol

84. barbie or polly pocket?

both were lit but I had more Barbies

85. fairy tales or mythology?

not to sound like a broken record but FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU? second of all, I essentially consider them in the same category at this point in modernity, so my answer is Yes.

86. cookies or cupcakes?

Cupcakes, but both are exquisite

87. your greatest fear?

spiders, heights, clowns, seeing bad things happening to animals, that my consciousness will exist even after death, y’know normal stuff

88. your greatest wish?

to transfer myself into one of my fave fictional worlds

89. who would you put before everyone else?

dogs, next question

90. luckiest mistake?

i make a lot of those honestly, so who knows

91. boxes or bags?

LISTEN I LOVE CONTAINERS OF ALL SORTS, YOU CAN’T MAKE ME CHOOSE, IM PANSEXUAL FOR A REASON

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

FLASHLIGHTS, BITCH

93. nicknames?

Ky, KyKy, Moonshine, SugarTits, Goog Bones

94. favorite season?

Autumn (yes i call it that instead of Fall bc i’m a pretentious ass bitch lol)

95. favorite app on your phone?

Tumblr, c’mon

96. desktop background?

Currently a digital art painting of a flowing stag in a swamp that I downloaded from DeviantArt. I change it every few months though (to other downloaded digital art from DA that I collect periodically lmao)

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

Seven - mine, my mom’s 2 numbers, my grandma’s, my pop’s cell and office (also my old office) numbers, and my childhood house phone number lol

98. favorite historical era?

Golden Age of Piracy, specifically bc the piracy lol

Thank you so much for the asks, this was so much fun!!!

[kinktae]

kinktae? i think you meant the sweetest & loveliest person ever 🥺💞💓

Anonymous said: rose deserves all the love and more rt if you agree 🤠

(warning: oodles of precious and dear anons under the cut)

yooniversus said: i faqing luv u (hehe get it) 💕💕💕🥺💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🥺💕❤️💫💕💫💜💕💜💕💜💕💕💜💕💜💜💜💜 ok soddy i was just bored 

Anonymous said: i dont usually interact with fic writers but ur work is out of this world!!!!! the way you write dialogue makes it seem casual and natural flowing like how you would talk to a friend :)) connecting to the main character has never been a challenge for me, but with your writing its like i am the character instead of just some reader. i hope that you never stop writing as long as it brings you joy, and that this message makes you smile (even just a lil' bit) luv u!!

worldclasscassy said: i am so geeked over ur writing 🥰🥺

Anonymous said: uwu punch me daddy

Anonymous said: ur deada$$ one of the best writers on here, i don’t make the rules sis 🙈

into1995 said: heelo! sending all my love! 🥰 you have such a beautiful soul, please take care! we are here for you always. 💕

dejayoon said: take your time lovey! you deserve a break💜

Anonymous said: imagine waking up every day knowing ur rose...PHEW!! wish i could be that lucky 😪😪

lovesic-eunoia said: hey, sweetie. i know your anxiety has been making you feel like crAP and i'm here to tell you that it really does get better❤️, there's always gonna things that make you wanna quit trying to get better, but don't give up. anxiety doesn't rule your life, you do. i wish you the best through all of the ups and downs. you're a precious piece of life. much love ❤️❤️

Anonymous said: I love you

Anonymous said: saw u on my dash and my heart went lub dub

Anonymous said: I hope you take some time to yourself and enjoy hiatus! We love you!

evilkookie said: Your health is way more important than anything!! I wish only good and positive things for you and you feel better, take as long as you need for your Hiatus 💝💝

Anonymous said: I dont know if I'm late but take care of yourself bby! Health always comes first and I hope you'll be enjoying your time outside of tumblr! Will miss you but love you so much bby! -Bunny

miss-peys said: Hope all is well! I myself had to take a step back from school because my mental health was terrible! Hope everything is going okay in your personal life! Can’t wait for you to come back to tumblr, but please come back when YOU feel ready not because others want you to come back! Sending positive vibes your way! Can’t wait for you come back💜💜💜💜

Anonymous said: Rose my darling dearest I just wanted to let you know I’m thinking of you and I hope you’re doing well 💜💫☁️

Anonymous said: hi jared ilu xoxoxo

Anonymous said: I love u and I hope ur taking care of yourself and staying hydrated!!

googie-kook said: How are you doing lovely? Miss you loads and hope you’re feeling better! Love from London! 🇬🇧 💓💓💓💓💓

Anonymous said: hi bby! im just coming in to tell you i love you! and you are loved!! and i hope youre taking good care of yourself and doing all those good things to keep yourself happy and healthy!! and im super excited for your spooky fic soon! sending you nothing but the best !!!❤❤❤

Anonymous said: i’m really happy that you’re taking a mental break from social media(tumblr). i had to do that a couple days ago and it really helps. anyways hope you get better and you take time to heal yourself. i love youuuuu🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Anonymous said: Ur meat is huge, keep going.

Anonymous said: how are you being doing rose? hope you're well

hyzzzan said: I'm glad you're still here 🥰💜

Anonymous said: You are so good and such a cute human bean oof (are we still saying ‘oof’?) it’s really frustrating cause I can’t make u feel the intensity with which I mean it. You are so so so so good, your stories just hit different. Like next level shit. Your characters, stories, yo skills I swear if only I was half as good as you are at writing maybe I would be able to make u feel the intensity of my feelings.. I hope writing these masterpieces brings you as much joy as reading them does to me💕💕

Anonymous said: Your stories are soooo good! I am in love with them.

Anonymous said: I MISSED YOU. seeing the "hiatus" taken off your blog just made me so happy. I hope you're good 🖤 happy Halloween 🦇

Anonymous said: I'm rereading all your fics and I keep falling in love with your writing. Thank you for quality content. Also, I hope you're doing good!

Anonymous said: Hi love! I'm so so sooooooo happy you're back! Hope you had a great break and noe you're feeling better. But take your time with writing, exams come first. I still can't wait to read your new stuff tho! (On a side note, we already talked in private but I'm still shy, sorry) ♥️♥️

Anonymous said: Hi omg are you back?? I missed you 🥺

Anonymous said: rose ur writing is insanely good and whenever im having a ton of anxiety i read ur writing to calm me down so tysm for being the best ever

lorengarcia-yut

said: You're BACK! I'm so happy you're back! I really hope you are feeling good and happy. Just wanted to send you a lil welcome back message with a little love

monohoed said: Hey, hope you been feeling better? I love everything you’ve written so far and just wanted to let you know! I’ve struggled w mental health myself and I empathise ♥️♥️

sydney--chan said: I fr think I might die when you post a fic again like no cap ive missed you and your writing so mUCH🥺🥺🥺

Anonymous said: so heyyy idk how to say it buttt ily~~ ★☆~

Anonymous said: hihi rose ilu sm and i hope ur doing well, pls take care of urself bb 🥺🥺💜

Anonymous said: .........you are like so beautiful

Anonymous said: HEY IM WUV U AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!! 💕💕 I love all your work and I hope the best for you!!!

Anonymous said: ummm ma’am??? you are so beautiful and I am so gay??????

Anonymous said: I followed you on twitter and you are pretty, funny, kind, and creative. Biggest friend crush uwu

Anonymous said: Omg you should be a model. You're so gorgeous, I'm jealous. If I ever met you in real life, my self-esteem will go down. But I love you too much girl 💕

mazeyoongi said: i haven't had much time or interest in reading fics lately because i am so busy between work & college, but every time you post a new story i HAVE to read it. no natter how busy i am or what is going on, i always read your new fics. they are ALWAYS so so so amazing and you manage to keep my interest from beginning to end no matter who or what it may be based on. thank you for giving us such wonderful work. you're amazing! 💓

Anonymous said: You're so pretty I- TAKE MY HEART PLIS I MIGHT JUST MAKE A TWITTER ACCOUNT FOR YOU 🥺🥺😩😩 -Bunny

Anonymous said: wtf the twitter video, jeezus you are freaking stunning

Anonymous said: you‘re so pretty lemme suck your dick, it‘s only fair

Anonymous said: low key your facial structure is like perfect?? i'm kinda jealous?? luv u b

charlie-hatsune said: JUST FOLLOWED YOUR TWITTER AND YOU'RE SUPER PRETTY!!!

dazedaurora said: okay but like how tf is everyone around here so pretty?! you're an absolute doll 💖

i-want-to-bite-your-head-off said: I haven't been on here in a WHILE but hi hope you're doing well and ily uwu

sapphireprinces5 said: Hello!! I just wanted you to know I really love all (and I mean ALL) of your stories. I really want to be a better reader for all of you amazing writers who share their art with us. With so many authors leaving, I really want to do my part better! So, you will definitely see more from me when you update!! Excited to see what you have in store for us ❤️

Anonymous said: Omg hi lovely!!! I just wanted to tell u that you are a precious human being and I hope u know that

ktgguk said: uwu I hope you had a lovely day, don’t forget to drink plenty of water 🧸💗 keep being amazing at what you do!!!

Anonymous said: You’re so consistent through your work and everything you write is a phenomenal masterpiece! I hope you don’t mind me asking, but how do you manage to always get such a high word count per chapter. That probably sounds so dumb and I’m sorry if this wastes your time.

Anonymous said: I LOVE U SO MUCH THANK U FOR ALL UR HARD WORK IN UR WRITING AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

justaregularcrazyfangirl said: So, hm... It's not an ask but i just read what you said about my little review and i just wanted to say that you managed to make me blush 😆 (urgh i'm not used to do this and it shows !) Anyways, i'm happy you found my review interesting 💜 I hope you have a nice day ~ "You nice, keep going" ! (And that's my cue to go and hide somewhere !)

Anonymous said: you're an amazing writer!!!

Anonymous said: pls rose u deserve ALL the love in this universe

Anonymous said: Ma’am!! We are your friends!!! That post was SO CUTE!!! Love U!! My heart is full of love and appreciation for your cute self

Anonymous said: I love you

Anonymous said: i love your stories for one, always have ever since I found you 🥺 you give me most of my inspiration to write and let my creativity flow but it’s so dang hard actually putting the words I want on the pAGE BENDK

Anonymous said: Do you ever read your own fics and be like "Damnnn I'm good"

Anonymous said: Oh are you sick 😥 Get well soon 💜

Anonymous said: Omg you speak French too?!! Is there anything you can’t do?!?! You’re such a smart girl 😭🤧💕

Anonymous said: I think you’re really cool and I wish I could be your friend. ❤️

Anonymous said: 💜💜💜 Hey love, idk if you've already deleted the app or it'll get barried in the inevitable avalanche of asks you're about to receive but I hope you can feel the love I'm sending your way nonetheless. You're my favorite writer and there's so question, i'll be here when you get back. Take as much time as you need and I'm very proud of you for taking the necessary steps to get better. That alone takes strength. I wish you the best of luck. -🌻

Anonymous said: Life is a pendulum between your fics and your ficsrec

Anonymous said: just wanted to slide in here to say i dont really like smutty stories, but damn yours be hittin different and im obsessed, so thank u for sharing ur work with us 🥰🥰

Anonymous said: hi! i’m a reader of your work and well, I completely understand where you’re coming from. exactly. 100%. so you take your time and love yourself like you know you deserve to. I support you!

bugznot said: whenever you decide to come back we’ll be ready with open arms. remember you are powerful but you can only take so much. breaks are necessary and important and i hope you are kind to yourself in this time

Anonymous said: Leaving this message for when you’ll come back: I hope you finally start to love yourself back, you take chances cause you believe in yourself and your abilities, you leap blindly because you have faith in yourself and you know where you stand. I hope you have learnt to love yourself, to demand more of others and you for yourself, because you are worth it. I hope you come back, rejuvenated and free of all those schemes that bring you down. Love you 💕

Anonymous said: Saw your most recent post and wanted to say that I hope you feel better soon. I understand how tough it is when it feels like you’re living a lie, but not to minimize your experience, I’m sure it’ll pass and you’ll feel more comfortable with yourself. We all love you here and are patiently awaiting your return. If you celebrate it, happy holidays! Hopefully it won’t be stressful for you and you get some time to relax! 💕

Anonymous said: take as much time as you need & don’t feel like you HAVE to write just because there are people waiting for updates. your real life & health always comes first but pls know that we’ll be here for you & only want the best for you. We’ll be patiently waiting for you & understand your struggles (or at least I do 🙃). pls keep your friends around you, stay in good surroundings with positive vibes & take care of yourself (& your dog aw). sending all the love to you!!!

peachishiz said: Hey Rose my love Dw u don’t gotta answer just popping in to say I love u so much and I hope ur doing good and stuff 🌸💕

Anonymous said: hi bby, i just wanted to say that i can’t truly say ik what you’re going through, bc every circumstance is different, but i really relate to you & what you’re going through. i teared up a bit bc i’ve had the similar thoughts & feelings (and i still do) but i think being open & vulnerable about it is the first step (& hardest) so i just wanna day i’m proud of you 🥺 i wish i let you know more how much i love and appreciate your fics, but i hope the time you take for yourself is healing 💜 Luv -⭐️

Anonymous said: Hope no matter where you go or what you'll do, you'll be happy with it. Lots of love and best of luck ❤️❤️❤️

Anonymous said: dude honestly , taking that step to take care of yourself makes me extremely proud and i dont even know like that. When i first moved to Miami i think i felt similar to how you do , i held a lot of resentment for myself and the life i led and its a sentiment i dont wish on the worst of my enemies. Im sorry you feel that way , but you know you have the strength to pull yourself out of your slump , and that's quite the feat on its own. Good luck and i hope happiness finds you soon. - A.L.Á

Anonymous said: heeeeey, I hope you take lots of care during ur hiatus. Stay hydrated, eat some tasty food, make yourself a priority, reach out for help when you need to, and life is like a minecraft house, sometimes it gets burned down, sometimes it gets attacked but in the end you always have the opportunity to rebuild something new, that makes you happy and satisfied. u rock, u r wonderful and amazing, ily

Anonymous said: Hi! Just wanted to say that your writing is brilliant. It’s okay to be going through a tough time. I’m proud of you for recognizing that you need a break and taking one. The year is almost over: it’s the perfect time for a lifestyle change or a new beginning. Do what you need to do. We’ll still be here. Love you!

Anonymous said: You’re doing great sweetie! Keep going ♥️♥️

Anonymous said: im not sure if you still have the app or not or if you'll ever see this but i love you 💓 & i know idk you but to see you taking steps toward loving yourself is so beautiful ! im still on that journey myself 🤷🏽‍♀️ & it gets hard but you gave me some newfound energy just now. good luck !

Anonymous said: I am so proud of you. You’re so brave for accepting the fact that you are not okay, and doing something to turn that around. Now you’re walking the path towards betterment. I won’t wish for you to not fall back into that hole, but that when you do, I hope you come out faster and stronger every time. You made my life a thousand times better through your works, I hope through this hiatus, you’ll be able to do that for yourself. I am rooting for you ❤️

sydney--chan said: Hi babie🥺 please take all the time you need for yourself. I am proud of you for taking a step back and realizing you needed change. You are very strong and I cant wait for you to come back better than ever:)

Anonymous said: Ah, baby! Just the fact that you opened up and came with this decision shows that deep inside you care for yourself and you are also really brave. YOU ARE inspirational, your friends aren't lying. So many of us can't stop being stagnant and that's ok too. But you, you are doing so much and you are handling this better than you see it yourself. You are mature enough to see that things are wrong and that you deserve to heal. Everything that's wrong is going to pass. (1/?)

Anonymous said: And the cloudy days are going to be gone. I believe in you and I hope you believe in yourself as well. Treat yourself like you would treat one of the boys, for ex (I know it sounds silly but... lol). Imagine if they were feeling down and if they made mistakes. Wouldn't you forgive them? Make them see that it is ok? Wouldn't you want to cuddle and take care of them? Treat yourself like that, please. Treat yourself like you deserve to be taken care of, because you do. (2/?)

Anonymous said: Try to date yourself, you know. Take yourself on a date, buy you something nice when you can, try not to tell yourself things you wouldn't tell other person (cuz I know you are the kindest to people). And it is ok if somedays you can't handle things the best way, but you're just human and it is okay. Allow yourself to be imperfect. We are all trying hard in this life and we are all making mistakes. I am proud of you for trying. Keep trying to be better for yourself. You are precious and (3/4)

Anonymous said: I hope everything gets better for you as soon as possible. We are cheering you up, also while you're on hiatus. Come back whenever you feel like it and don't feel pressured to please others. YOU are the one who matters here and you're amazing af. We are going miss this bright star that you are but be patient with yourself and take your time. Please, seek a professional and take care of your health. You are lovely and loved. Everything goes, my love ♥♥♥♥ (4/4)

Anonymous said: I love you so damn much❤️

Anonymous said: I'm proud if you, I get that this was a hard decision to take, and you still did it. So, I'm proud of you. You finally understood that you are the n. priority, so please treat yourself like it. Even if you'll be gone for the whole year, I'm still super happy ti hear this. You deserve this, as you said yourself, you deserve the world. I'm sorry to hear that you're not doing good, but I know that you can make it better. Please, remember that you're not on your own: ask for help if you need it. Ily

lorengarcia-yut said: I just read your post and I just want let you know that we support you! Your health comes first, please take all the time you need. I feel for you, cause in a way I understand. Please take of your self! May God bless your life cause it’s gonna get better. Keep going, don’t ever give up, and please keep pushing. You deserve better than what you’re going through. Bless your heart ❤️

Anonymous said: 🌹 I don’t know if you will see this but I completely understand what you are going through. I have depression and social anxiety, and it’s so hard for me to get out of bed in the morning to go to school in a city where I don’t know anyone. I just want you to know that I will always support you and I hope that this time away will help to clear your mind of some negativity and bring you into a new year with hopefully brighter days 💜✨☀️

minigalixies said: i hope you come back feeling better, love ♡ so proud of you making the decision to put YOU first !! it’s a hard, but VERY important, decision that i hope benefits you sO MUCH !! i look forward to seeing your new posts when you feel better mentally + physically !! ♥️

Anonymous said: I hope this break provides you with everything you need. I hope life in general gets easier for you, you deserve it my love. Your mental health is way more important than providing us with content. Please take care of yourself, we'll be here for you if/when you decide to come back. I love you.

Anonymous said: hello im here to state a fact: your writing is perfect

moonchild-love-letter said: Hi, how are you? I hope you're okay. Actually, I hope you're better than okay, I hope you've been eating well, sleeping well, and spending your days chasing your bliss. Your writing is a piece of art, whenever I finish a chapter I always feel so happy and blessed to have found your blog. I hope that happiness returns to you ten folds. I hope your days are filled with love. Thank you for sharing your work. Thank you.

Anonymous said: BABY ROSE YOURE BACK!!!!! I’m ready to spend my 2020 supporting your 10/10 writing and you on your life journey. GONNA SMOTHER YOU WITH KINDNESS AND LOVE 🥰🥰

Anonymous said: i admire u so much for being confident enough to put ur mental health first. school causes me so much stress and anxiety and makes me slip back into my depression so fast. i look up to u so much. im glad ur doing what makes u happy. 🥺

Anonymous said: HAPPY NEW YEAR BBY 💙💙 YOU WERE LITERALLY THE FIRST FEW BLOGS I FOLLOWED AND YOU GOT ME INT HE FEELS SO MANY TIMES AND YOUR THEMES ARE AMAZING AND YOURE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU YOU SMOL BBY -Bunny

tinievmin said: Okay so you’re my internet older sister now!!! Wow this is so cute 🥺🥺 Take care of your health, eat well, drink water, sleep, and be kind to yourself this year!!! Sending u love!!

Anonymous said: U ARE A BABY 😩😩😩😩😩😩

Anonymous said: WT FFFFFFF ROSE HAPPY NEW YEAR 🌟 u are backkkkk i miss u little bby 🤧💕

Anonymous said: While they say that army’s are toxic, i think I’ve never found so many people sharing one common interest with such an awareness and consciousness about complex concepts like loving yourself. I like to think that BTS deconstructed the cliché of “love yourself” into something more complex and difficult that u would pursue in life bravely, even through struggles, and not just a quote u find on aesthetic pillows. And I think you’re doing just that too with your stories and your journey. thank you💕

Anonymous said: hello! i'm a returning bts writer and so glad to see find you on here still!! i remember reading one of your earliest fics i love you

Anonymous said: You’re so talented!!

Anonymous said: hello miss rose how are you today? I thought id just come over to say hi and i love you so much you beautiful human being. I hope you and your little fur babies are doing well!💜💜💜💜

Anonymous said: hey, idk if you'll even see this, but i just wanted to say i'm in love with all of your fics. i don't even have a tumblr account, i just come to your page from google to read your stuff and see if you're doing well😳 i could say more but that robot verification keeps running out, so hope 2020 treats you well and you're an amazing writer!

pocketfullofsuga said: hey I checked who im following and it said you are one of my favorite tumblrs I mean they aint wrong though bby

Anonymous said: JUST WANTED TO SAY ILYILYILY AND I HOPE THAT THE NEW DECADE IS TREATING YOU WELL EVEN THO WE ONLY FOUR DAYS IN. ILY, STAY HEALTHY, LOVE YOURSELF. k bye 🥺🤍🕊🥰

[thecometseries]

Imagine: Being Bucky Wife And Finding Out You’re Pregnant

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: fluff

You and Bucky had been married for 3 years now. After a year of constantly trying for a baby, you guys gave up on the idea, Maybe it wasn't the right time. While Bucky was away on a mission you have been feeling sick. at first, you thought it was just the flu but then you remember 2 months ago at Tony’s annual party you and bucky got super drunk and that lead to you guys have sex. you don't remember if you guys used protection  You went to the bathroom looking for your calendar and after checking it looks like you have been missing your period it all clicks in your mind you maybe be pregnant. 

You texted Natasha about the possibility of you being pregnant, She arrived at your place as soon as she could. You begin to tell her that your period is late, you have been getting nauseous every morning for the past few days, and that you have been craving weird foods.

“ I don't know Nat what if I really am?”

" You guys had been trying for soo long now. who know this may be your lucky time.”

“ You’re right”

 “ Here I got you 3 Pregnancy test "

" Thank you, Nat"

"You're welcome now let's see if I’m going to be auntie"

You go to the bathroom, once inside you went to used the toilet and peeped on all 3 pregnancy sticks. "Please be positive," You said, squeezing your eyes closed you were scared what if it turns on to be negative like the other ones in the past. You sigh and opens your, picking up one pregnancy test. Two lines.

" Omg," you said crying in disbelief. is finally happening you're going to be a mom

You look at the other pregnancy test to only find the same results. Still, in shock, you walk out of the bathroom where Nat is waiting impatiently for the result

" So are you pregnant or not?"

" I'm Pregnant "

“ Congrats Y/N” Nat hug you.

After having a long talk with Nat you decided to go to the hospital for confirmation. it turns out that your almost 2 months pregnant, the doctor said that everything was looking great and subscribe prenatal vitamins. You got a copy of the ultrasound. 

A couple of days had passed and Bucky was coming back home. You were pretty nerves and excited at the same time. Today was the day you were going to tell him about the pregnancy. everything was ready, you cooked his favorite meal and that apple pie he loves. 2 days ago you and Natasha went shopping to surprise bucky with the baby news. Taking one last look at your outfit you hear the front door open.

“ Honey I am Home,” Bucky said as he walked into the house as a sweet scent of fresh apple pie filled his nostrils.

“ Welcome home love” You gave him a kiss on the lips

“ It feels good to be back” Bucky looks at you“ Something smell good”

“ I made your favorite meal”

" What's the special occasion"

" You will find out later" winking at him

Bucky was telling you how his mission went and some other stuff. after you guys finish eating, Bucky decided to go to the living room and watched a movie. You finally decided now was the time "Hey, Bucky. I have something I wanna give you" You said while getting the gift bag with the surprise inside.

"here you go," You said giving him the bag

"really?... What is it? " He asked as he looks at the bag confused.

“Open it and you will find out, " You said happily. Bucky's eyes got huge went he saw the baby onesie. he almost fell off the couch went he saw the ultrasound "wait... Is this real.You're........" He couldn't even finish the sentence. "Yes! I'm pregnant!!!" You exclaimed with tears in your eyes

He got off the couch and hug you "Are you kidding?! Omg, We're gonna have a baby, I’m going to be a dad" He smile and pulled you into a long kiss.

Bucky got on his knees and kiss your tummy “ Hey baby I am your daddy. I can’t wait to meet you, I love you and your mommy”

“ I love you too Buck”

“ Thank You for this wonderful gift Doll”

[lokistories123]

The fieldtrip (chapter 1)

So I had a dream last night and I just had to write it down. Turns out it might be a nice fic. What do you guys think? Should I continue? How’s the title? I couldn’t come up with anything else.

“OMG Asgard is real?!!?!” I yelled in the middle of class. It has just been announced that Agard was truly a real place and that you were going on a “fieldtrip” to explore. I was in the middle of getting your medical degree in college and they thought that this particular class would be the one to explore all the medical treatments etcetera in Asgard and make a presentation about it to present when you’d be back in a month. There was a 1-month fieldtrip coming up, but I never thought This was going to happen?!

“Yes, it is. And you and your fellow classmates have the opportunity to get into the medical side of this… planet? What should I even call it?” It was clearly realm, but I wasn’t going to discuss this with Miss. Avery. She was a bitch and I needed the points.

“We will leave tomorrow, and meet up at the location that will be given to all of you tomorrow morning.” Well they were sure as hell being sneaky about it.

“Pssssttt Y/N, can you believe this? How hard are you fangirling right now?” My friend Steve whispered.

“FUCKING ESTATIC. HOW CAN THIS BE REAL?!?! OMG DO YOU THINK THOR AND LOKI WOULD BE REAL? WOULD LOKI LOOK LIKE TOM HIDDLESTON?!” I said in a loud voice. I didn’t really care what my classmates would think. They all know I LIVE for Tom Hiddleston and especially his character Loki, so they knew how high my excitement would be. Steve just laughed.

“I hope he’s real, this is gonna be the closest you’ll get to either Tom or Loki. You better bring your badass clothes and not those baggy ones.” Did I tell you he was gay? He’s been my best friend for 10 years now and I can’t live without him.

When I returned home I told my mom everything. She was excited at first, and happy for me (and my fangirling ass), but she was worried as well.

“What if these are rape Vikings? I don’t want you to get raped or killed!”

“Mom, I’ll be fine. Where with a 20 students group, and there are 5 groups in total from all over the world. I’ll never be alone, and you know I can handle myself.” I was right. I was damn good at self-defense and kickboxing, so they should try to come at me.

I woke up early, not knowing when to expect the text and I didn’t want to be late. The address that was given was weird to say at least, but also (for me) understandable. If there was a big Bifrost, you would need the space. When everyone arrived with their suitcases we had to wait a few minutes. There were a few girls in my class that were totally dressed to impress. As in: wanting to sleep with a god, marry one and never having to worry about money or any shit at all. Great idea, but I am here to see as much as I can!

 There was a big rainbow light and a man in gold armor came out of it.

“Dear Midguardians, I welcome you to the journey to Asgard. May you learn from what you see. Please walk in the middle of the circle and stand still. After that you will travel to Asgard. Someone up there will welcome you.” Creepy.

“Who wants to go first?” Miss Avery asked. No-one wanted to go, so I went first. It was just like in the thor movies!! So cool!

“Holy hell that was so amazing! Oh hi” I yelled when I saw a man standing in the middle of the golden globe I just entered. I am going to say it’s Heimdall, whether I’m right or not.

“Hello.” Someone else said. When I walked up a bit closer I could see the man. I kid you not, he looked like Chris Hemsworth.

“Hi, I’m Y/N” I handed out my hand to shake it, but he took my hand and kissed it.

“Hello Y/N, I’m Thor, son of Odin.” He smiled at me.

“Cool.” Was all I could manage to say.

We chatted for a bit and after 10 minutes the next person came up. This was Jessica. Jeej…. She was one of those girls looking for love over here. She immediately walked up to Thor.

“OMG HI! You are so handsome! I’m Jessica!” How do you mean obvious?

“Hi.” Thor said. But this time not with a smile on his face, no. It was irritation. After that Thor started talking to me again.

“So from what study do you come Y/N?” I could tell Jessica was pissed off! But I didn’t care, this was MY trip as well.

“From the medical study, we study the human body and its illnesses and learn how to treat it, if we can.” The following students arrived, but Thor didn’t care anymore.

“How interesting. And you’ll be a healer after finishing it?”

“I presume yes. Although we call it doctors, but I’m sure healer is your term for it?”

“I think so. I should ask father about it.” Wow this was the first guy in 5 years that has been interested in me, and I felt good.

“I’d love to hear the answer.” I laughed, and Thor laughed too.

After everyone arrived Steve walked up to me.

“Well someone has made a friend already! And what a friend. You don’t mind sharing, do you?” Steve elbowed me in my side, and we both smiled at each other.

Thor welcomed everyone, and we had to go into one of these ships, they didn't quite look like the ships from the second Thor movie, but they could fly as well. Which was pretty cool!

We arrived at the “palace” and were led to a big hall. It looked like the throne room to me.

“Dear midguardians. I welcome you to Asgard. We have opened our gates to your realm and we hope you may learn a great deal about our realm. I Odin, king of Asgard… and my Wife Firgga, queen of Asgard. Are honored to be showing you around. You will all have your private chamber and you shall eat with us in the dining hall. My sons Thor and Loki will guide you these following weeks, and so will my daughter Hela. May your stay be pleasant and worthwhile.” I was shaking. Not only is Thor truly the prince of Asgard, but there is a Loki too! Again, Steve poked me and eyed at me. I knew what he meant. He was supportive of my Loki crush and he was going to help me for some reason. I just wanted to meet him and see him once.

 We were guided around very nicely. There were places we weren’t allowed to be and places that we were allowed to be. Everyone got a paper with the map of the palace with those places. The second last place we were shown was the library. I love reading books, so this was truly heaven. Imagine the biggest library you can and triple it! It was like 4 stories big and had a huge mirror like ceiling that had gold draped all over. The walls were also draped in gold, but only a few pieces, the rest was covered in bookcases! There was one older man standing in the middle of the room giving us explanations of the library and the millennium old books. When the man started speaking I noticed someone standing in the corner. I immediately thought that this must be Loki. He was just like the Loki in the movies. How this is possible? I have no idea. When I looked up at him, he looked back at me with a little smirk on his lips. I quickly glanced the other way. A minute later when I looked back, he was still staring at me. No matter how many times I looked away, I would look back and he’d still be staring… I had to laugh at the end, and he did too.

 I didn’t get a chance to walk up to him to say hi or to introduce myself. We were immediately led back to a VERY long hallway that had a lot of doors. Everyone would get their own private room with bathroom, so that was very nice. I hate sharing. So this would mean a month long of Asgard, and the privacy and silence I’ve been wanting. This trip couldn’t get any better. My suitcases were magically in the right room, and I started unpacking. But there was a knock on the door.

“Come in!” I seriously had no idea who it could be.

“Hello mistress. I am Artemis. I am a servant in this palace and I shall be the speaking point for you and a few other girls. I see you are unpacking, but I’m afraid these clothes will not always suffice for the dress code. The Asgardian dresser had a wide range of clothes prepared for all of you and she will visit shortly.”

“Hi, thank you very much.” What else am I supposed to say? I have no questions at the moment. And unpacking was not really necessarily. Thank god I brought all my cosmetic things too though.

“If that’ll be all, I shall leave you for the evening. Dinner will be in 2 hours” Artemis smiled and left the room.

15 minutes later the dresser arrived. Let me tell you this. THIS woman is amazing!

“Good evening doll! I am Diana and I’m the king’s royal dresser, but for today, I am YOUR royal dresser.” I’ve got beautiful dresses for you! What’s your favorite color?”

“Hi Diana, I’m Y/N. I’m not that big of a fan of dresses, I’m more the type of girl for a pair of leather pants. My absolute favorite color is green.”

“Then I’ve got good news and bad news for you sweetie. Leather pants are an option, but you do need a few dresses for some occasions. The bad news is that neither you or anyone else in Asgard is allowed to wear green. Except for one person.” What the fuck? Why not. It’s just a color?!

“Thank you. But why is no one but one person allowed to wear green?”

“It’s prince Loki’s color. But fear not, prince Thor’s color, red, is also not allowed. Be aware of this, for people do not take it lightly when you DO.” So there we were. She mostly got me black and gold clothes (by my own wishes). I got a few blue and purple dresses as well and that was it. Diana moved to the next person, but before she did, she told me that dinner was one of those occasions where a woman had to wear a dress. A rule I was going to break. I was exhausted, and I really didn’t feel like wearing a dress.

 Of course the other girls all wore their prettiest dresses. They dressed to impress. I was wearing High heel leather boots with leather pants with a top that was short in the front and became very long at the back. Dressy enough right? We all assembled at the end of the hall where all our rooms were, and we then started our walk to the dining halls. It was a long walk and some of the girls even started whining that their feet hurt (then don’t wear uncomfortable high heels on your first day). I was glad I was wearing these comfy boots. When we arrived, the halls were already packed! But when we entered everything went completely silent. After we arrived at our part of a long table (the only one that was still empty) and seated ourselves everyone started talking again. I seated myself at the end of our section. I wasn’t ready yet for the overly joyed and faked happy chatter. Steve could tell as well, looked up and smiled at me, but left me be for the rest of the night. He really was a good friend.

 “Enjoying your stay lady Y/N?” I glanced up and saw Thor sitting a few seats away.

“Hey Thor, I didn’t notice you there. My apologies. Yes, I am loving it so far!” Thor chuckled. I could tell he enjoyed my awkwardness and clumsiness.

“What part did you like most of the palace?”

“I really enjoyed the library, I hope to be their again soon.”

“Hmm. My brother spends most of his time there. Say hi to him for me when you see him. It’s rare that we find him outside of his library.” After that someone next to him (who I couldn't see at first) gave Thor a big smack.

“Shut up Thor. I don’t live there. As you should know I spend most of my time in my own chambers!” When Thor moved a few inches, I could tell it was the same man that eyed me the whole time in the library.

“Sorry Loki, I was just Joking with Y/N.” Shit now he knew my name as well. And my thoughts were correct, this was Loki. Holy hell don’t panic now Y/N!

“So that’s her name, Y/N…” OMG how he said it. He could meld and iceberg with just his voice.

“Hi.” Was all I could manage. And by the time I looked the other way, all of my classmates were glaring daggers at me. I couldn’t feel more embarrassed. I could hear a girl saying some mean comment and then Steve telling her to shut up.

“Are you enjoying your stay?” Loki asked, genuinely interested as well. But I could feel the tears starting to come.

“I’m sorry, if you’ll excuse me?” I jumped up and walked to my room as fast as I could.

 “What was that all about?” Loki asked his brother. But Y/N’s friend Steve answered

“All these girls have been mean ass bitches to her the minute they first saw her. They’re just jealous of Y/N. But even Y/N can take this much at a time.” Loki was wondering if Y/N was the same as he was. Of course she wasn’t a frostgiant or a goddess, but she was bullied too by her peers. Loki’s interest in her got even to a higher level.

“If you’ll excuse me brother, I still need to finfish that spell I was working on.”

“Pfff, yeah sure Loki.” Even Thor wasn't this stupid.

And Loki followed Y/N to her room.

[jerseygirl1290]

Airport Run In

I had met Jeff at the airport in Charlotte. My friends Alex, Jessica and I were sitting at the gate, waiting for our connecting flight to Boston when I noticed him sit down across from me. I knew who he was because I used to watch WWE when I was younger. Even though my friends were sitting right next to me, I sent them a text message in a group chat because I didn’t want to be obvious with my excitement.

           “Omg! That’s Jeff Hardy sitting right across from us!” I said

           “Who?” they responded back

           “Jeff Hardy! One of my favorite WWE superstars!”

           “I’ve heard you mention his name before. He’s really cute! You should go ask for his autograph. And maybe his number too! ;)” Alex said.

           I summoned up every ounce of courage I had to go over and ask for his autograph and not seem too excited. He was looking down at his phone when I walked over to him.

           “Excuse me, Jeff?” I said, a little nervously

           “Yes?” he answered as he looked up at me

           When his green eyes met mine, I stuttered a little bit. “I-I was wondering if I could possibly get an autograph?”

           “Sure, darlin’!” he responded in his cute North Carolina accent.

           I handed him my ticket and we chit chatted as he signed it for me. After he was done I thanked him and we said our goodbyes. I walked back to Alex and Jessica, smiling and my face red.

           “That was smooth.” Jessica said with sarcasm in her voice.

           “Hey, at least I was brave enough to ask for his autograph.” I said, rolling my eyes.

           Once we had gotten through the line to board the plane and take our seats, Jeff was in the seat right next to me.

           “Well look who we have here!” he exclaimed as he sat down next to me.

           I smiled at him as I looked over at Alex, who had a big smile on her face, as she gave me a thumbs up. Jessica just smiled and gave me a wink. Jeff saw it and kind of chuckled to himself.

           “I think your friends are tryin’ to tell you somethin’.” He said

           “Yeah. Don’t mind them.” I said, giving Alex a glare.

           “It’s ok, love. So tell me, what’s your name?” he asked.

           “Sophia.” I answered.

           “Well, Sophia, it’s nice to meet you. Why are you going to Boston, if I may ask?”

           “Alex, Jessica and I are going on vacation. We plan on sightseeing, doing the tourist stuff, and then going to a baseball game at Fenway. What about you?” I asked

           “Raw is gonna be up there on Monday night. I always fly up a couple of days before the show so I can have some relaxation time.” He answered

           “Ah. I see. I haven’t watched WWE in years.” I replied

           “Would you guys like to come to the show? I can get you up front. Best seats in the house.”

           I looked at my friends, who I knew had been listening to our conversation. They nodded their heads, enthusiastically.

           “Ok. That sounds great! Thank you.”

           “You’re welcome.” He said.

           We spent the rest of the flight talking about our lives, friends and families. He asked me what I did for a living, and I told him about how I was a meteorologist and I worked with the National Hurricane Center down in Florida. He told me about his hectic schedule with WWE and how he hardly ever had time to just take a minute and relax.

           As we got off of the plane and went to go our separate ways, he turned to me and asked if he could take us around Boston and show us the sights.

           “Sure! That would be fantastic!” I answered, a bit too enthusiastically.

           He laughed. “Why don’t you give me your number, and I’ll call you to meet up sometime tomorrow. Sound good?”

           “Yes!” I answered as I found a piece of paper to write my number down on.

           I wrote it down and gave it to him. He smiled and said, “See ya tomorrow, dear!” and turned around and walked away.

           “Did that seriously just happen?!” I asked as I turned toward my friends, my face red and a giant smile plastered on my face. “Did Jeff Hardy seriously just ask for my number?! And offer to take us around the city?!”

           “Yes ma’am. It did.” Alex responded with a huge smile on her face.

           “This feels like some sort of dream.” I said, still in shock at the fact that Jeff Hardy, THE Jeff Hardy, had asked for my number.

           “Well it’s not. He asked for your number and he’s taking YOU around the town tomorrow.” Jessica answered.

           “Me? No, no, no. He offered to show US the sights. I’m not goin’ by myself and completely embarrassing myself in front of one of, if not THE hottest WWE superstar there is.” I responded back to her.

           “Oh honey, you don’t actually think he wants us to come along with you? He was offering to be nice because he’s into you and you’re with us. You are gonna go tomorrow and we’ll all meet up before the ball game. I’m sure Jessica and I can find enough stuff to keep us entertained.” Alex said with a grin.

           As much as I wanted to argue, there was no point in it. I knew that one way or another I would be going with Jeff the next day, and I would be by myself with him. The whole rest of the day was filled with anxiety and excitement to the point where sleep did not come easy that night. It was more of a nervous energy than anything else. One of the hottest men in the WWE had asked to take my friends and me around Boston. It was exciting and nerve wracking all at the same time. Once I had finally fallen asleep, it was a fitful sleep, but at least I got some rest.

           I was woken up the next morning by my cell phone buzzing. I looked at it. It was a number I didn’t recognize. In my grogginess I made the choice to answer it anyway.

           “Hello?” I answered. Sleep still in my voice.

           “Sophia? Hey! It’s Jeff! Sorry to call you so early.” He said, a little too cheerful for early morning me.

           “Hey, Jeff. It’s fine. What’s up?” I asked.

           “I was just wantin’ to make sure we’re still on for today. I’m lookin’ forward to taking you guys around. Boston is one of my favorite places.” He said.

           “Yeah. We’re still on for today. My friends aren’t coming though. They said there was something they wanted to do and that we would all meet up at the ball game later tonight. I hope that’s ok.” I said.

           “Bummer. That’s fine, darlin’. As long as I get to see your pretty face, I���ll be a happy man. I’m gonna go to the gym and get a work out in, then head back to the hotel for a shower. I’ll pick you up around 10. Is that ok?” he asked

           “Yeah. That’s fine.” I replied, smiling into the phone. “That will give me enough time to fully wake up and get ready. We’re staying at the Holiday Inn next to Fenway, room 402”

           “Great! I’m lookin’ forward to it! See you at 10!” He said, and then we hung up the phone.

           “Who was that calling so early in the morning?” Alex asked me.

           “It was Jeff. He said he’s going to come get me about 10.” I answered

           “Then we better get started on getting you ready for your date!” Jessica said, excitedly.

           “You do realize that it is 6:30 in the morning, right?” I shot back as I rolled back over in bed to maybe catch a little bit more sleep.

           “What’s your point? You still have to eat breakfast and shower and do your hair and makeup. That’s going to take the whole time.” Alex said

           “I can skip breakfast. Everything else will only take me about an hour.” I responded.

           Before I knew it, Jessica was pulling the sheets and blanket off of me. I had no time to grab them and pull them back up before she had them laying in a pile on the floor.

           “You are going out with one of the hottest men ever and you’re not even going to attempt to make an effort to look irresistible? What is wrong with you?” she said

           “I’m not going to try to impress anyone. I have no reason to. He already asked me to go out, and you saw how I looked when that happened. Why should I have to get all dolled up?” I responded

           “To look even hotter than normal. Duh.” Alex answered.

           “Fine. It’s fine. I know I’m not going to win this battle, so I might as well just hurry up and shower and get this done and over with.”

           “There you go! We’ll find the perfect outfit for you.” Jessica responded.

           It took me about fifteen minutes to shower. After I walked out of the bedroom, I noticed my friends were nowhere to be found, and a black knee length dress laying on my bed. There was a note that read: “Went to breakfast. Be back in a few. Try this on. It will definitely knock him dead. A & J” I shook my head at my friends note. I loved them, but they could be a pain sometimes. I tried on the dress and looked at myself in the mirror. It did look good on me, I had to admit.

           I heard the door open and Alex and Jessica talking. When they walked in and saw me in the dress they stopped.

           “You look amazing!” Alex said

           “He’s not going to be able to keep his hands off of you!” Jessica exclaimed excitedly.

           “Thanks guys, but I’m starving. I need to get something to eat before I continue to get ready.” I said as I felt my stomach begin to growl

           “Oh! We brought you some breakfast! It’s on the table.” Alex said

           I sat and ate the pancakes and waffles that my friends had brought me, brushed my teeth and then they helped me with my hair and makeup. By the time everything was done, it was 9:30 in the morning, half an hour before Jeff was supposed to come get me. I could already feel the nerves getting to me.

           “You’re going to be fine! He’s just another guy, who just happens to be super cute!” Jessica tried to reassure me.

           “Yeah. And if things go south, we’re only a text away. We need a code word though.” Alex said

           “A code word?” I asked. “Why do we need a code word? Why can’t I just text you guys and tell you that I need you to come save me?”

           “Because then it would be too obvious. The code word is Bananas.” Alex said.

           “Bananas?! Are you serious?” I said, laughing.

           “Yes, I’m serious. If you run into problems, just text us the code word and we will call you and make up some story about how we’re stuck somewhere and need you to come help us or something.” Jessica said.

           About that time there was a knock on the door. I instantly felt nervous again because I knew it was Jeff. I looked through the peep hole and saw him standing there in his black jeans with his Hardy Boyz tank top on and his hair pulled back in a bun. I felt my breath catch and my legs felt like Jell-o. I opened the door before the nerves got the best of me and I either passed out or tried to talk myself out of it.

           “Hey!” Jeff said, “I know I’m a little early, I hope that’s ok.”

           “Yeah, that’s fine. I just have to grab my stuff and then I’ll be ready to go. Come in.” I responded.

           He walked into the hotel room and said hello to Alex and Jessica, who were still in their pajamas. When he asked them why they weren’t coming with us, they made up some story about how there was something they wanted to do today, so they figured they would let us go out and have a good time.

           “That’s a bummer,” Jeff said. “I would have liked to hang out with y’all.”

           “Why don’t you come to the game with us tonight?” Jessica offered.

           “Yeah. It will be fun!” Alex exclaimed

           “Sure. If that’s ok with you,” he said, turning and looking at me.

           “Yeah. That’s fine. Why don’t we get going?” I said.

           “Sounds good. You guys enjoy your day!” he said to Alex and Jessica

           “You guys too!” they both responded.

           As I closed the door to the hotel room behind me, I felt myself relax a little bit. Jeff seemed like he was just another guy. Not some big, high flying superstar. He seemed down to earth, and relaxed, which also helped me relax. We chit chatted while we waited for the elevator, and on our way down and out to the car. He held the door for me and opened the car door for me, like a gentleman. We started our day at the Institute of Contemporary Art, where Jeff explained that he was an art fan. He went into detail about how art and music were his hobbies outside of WWE and even showed me a few pictures of his paintings. After the art institute, it was lunch time. We ate lunch at Wahlburgers in Dorchester, and it was amazing. After lunch we went to the Boston Light, saw the USS Cassin Young, and the USS Constitution. The last stop before the game was Paul Revere’s house. Once our sightseeing for the day was done, it was time to meet the girls for the Red Sox game. We hadn’t bought the tickets ahead of time, so we had to wait in line.

           “Where would you ladies like to sit?” Jeff asked while we waited.

           “I’d like to sit on the Big Green Monster. It’s something I have always wanted to do.” I answered.

           About the time I answered, it was time for us to buy our tickets. Jeff stepped up to the window first.

           “Four tickets on the Big Green Monster, please.” He said.

           “Jeff, you don’t have to…” I said

           “I insist.” He said, holding out the tickets. He handed one to each one of us as we said our thank yous, and then he took my hand and laced our fingers together. I couldn’t help but look back at my friends and smile. This was the first time that he had even tried to hold my hand all day. When we took our seats, he let go of my hand.

           “Sorry. I just didn’t want to lose you in the crowd, so I figured it would be easier to just hold your hand.” He said

           “It’s ok. I understand.” I answered.

           “So who are we rooting for?” Jeff asked

           “The Sox. I can’t stand the Yankees.” I answered.

           “Ah. So let’s make this interesting with a little bet.” He said, a little sparkle in his eyes

           “And what kind of bet are we talking about?” I asked, a bit hesitantly

           “If the Red Sox win, I get to kiss you goodnight when I drop you off back at the hotel and you will be my date to Raw tomorrow night. If the Yankees win, then I will take you back to your room and we will just part ways.” He said

           “How about this, if the Sox win, you get to kiss me goodnight and I’ll be your date to Raw, but if the Yankees win, you don’t get to kiss me until after Raw.” I responded.

           “Deal.” He said, holding out his hand for me to shake. We shook and sealed the deal.

           We sat and watched the game with excitement. It was a back and forth game. It wasn’t until the bottom of the ninth inning with two men out that Dustin Pedroia sealed our fate when he hit a home run over the right field wall, making the score 6-5. The Red Sox won.

           I rode back to the hotel with Jeff, and when he walked me up to the door, my nerves were in high gear.

           “I-I had a good time today, thank you.” I said

           “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I had a good time today as well.” He said

           There was an awkward silence for a moment and then he reached up and put his hand on my lower back to pull me closer to him. He pulled me up against his chest, and tilted my chin up to look into his eyes. He hesitated only briefly before he leaned down and pressed his lips softly to mine. The kiss had fireworks going off in my head and I felt my knees get weak. Once he pulled away from the kiss, I was speechless.

           “Well, goodnight.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck before turning to walk away.

           “Wait!” I said, before I could even think about what I was saying. Jeff turned back around. “Would you like to come in, and possibly spend the night?”

           “I don’t know, darlin’. I don’t want to seem too forward.” He responded, being the gentleman he had been from the start.

           “No, it’s not forward, really. I invited you. If anyone is being forward, it’s me I guess. And besides, you’re just spending the night. The most that has to happen is you sleep in bed with me.”

           “Are you sure you want me to stay with you?” he asked again

           “Yes, I’m sure.” I said with a smile.

           When we walked into the room together, Alex and Jessica gave me inquisitive looks. I just smiled at them, and they knew right away what was going on, and that I had asked Jeff to spend the night. We all got ready for bed and laid down to sleep. Laying next to Jeff with his arms around me reminded me of how much I missed having someone to fall asleep next to every night, and hold me, and how good it felt to feel wanted by someone. I drifted off to sleep with those thoughts in my head, but it was the best night of sleep I had gotten in a while.

[catu-munchkin]

Bar night [Rocket x Reader]

A/n: OMG!! I’m so sorry for posting it so late! My plan is to post a new fanfic every monday at night! :D Now I’m working on the first comission I got! Yeei! Thank you so much guys, for your support!!I really apreciate it. If you are having a trying day I hope after you read this you have a nice smile on your face. Also, I enjoy this as much as I did writing it! :D Have an awesome day! Love you guys!

Summary: It’s the grand reopening of Tivan’s Colection and you and the Guardiasn are inivted. After a nice night you have the chance to spend the night with Rocket! Enjoy!!

Bar night.

The Guardians of the Galaxy were invited as special guests for the reopening of the bar and the collection of Taneleer Tivan, a.k.a The Collector, at Kmowhere.

As all of you entered the new place, you notice there was a lot of people already drinking and gambling, it seemed they were having a good time.

There was a live music band, gambling games, bartenders and for some reason, only pretty alien women waitress, wearing some very tightened suits.

“Woow, the waitress are looking good!” Peter said, followed by a punch in the arm that Gamora gave him.

One pretty waitress lead you to your special guest table. Everyone took a seat. It was a rectangle table, in one of the sides were Gamora and Peter, on the single seat was Drax, and Rocket, baby Groot and you, were on the other side.

The music was so loud that every time you wanted to talk to anyone you had to yell at them, literally.

After a few minutes later the pretty waitress came back with a bucket full of beers of all kind, it was a gift from The Collector. Rocket's eyes widened at the sight of all those beers and he was the first one to ask for one, but not a simple beer.

“Hey Star Prince! Hand me one of the sun on the label!” Rocket yelled at Peter, who looked annoyed back at him.

You sighed and smiled. “Peter, please?” He looked back at you and gave Rocket the beer. Then you complained. “Hey, I want one of those too.”

“I know, this one is for ya’.” Rocket answered as he opened the beer for you, then he gave it to you. You two had hanging out a lot that he already knew what kind of beer you like.

“Oh.. Thanks…” You shyly answered and blushed a bit. Then Rocket asked for another beer, this one for himself. Peter saw this little situation and grinned at you lifting his eyebrows, you just shushed him and drank from your beer looking away.

When all of you had a beer, you noticed your tiny baby sprout Groot was looking at all of you with an unhappy face. Then you lean in closer to Rocket.

“I’ll bring something for Groot!!” You yelled at your furry friend.

“What?!...” You nodded your head and looked at Groot, then back at Rocket. “Oh. Yeah, sure.” Suddenly he grabbed your long sleeve and pulled you closer. “Just don’t take too much time, okay?”

You nodded and smiled. “I’ll be right back.”

You stood up and made your way through the crowd to the nearest bartender. When you finally got there you asked for a hot chamomile tea. The guy at bar laughed at your drink of choice, but he realized who you were, then he nodded and told you that your drink would be there in a moment. Then you thanked the big guy, and made your way back to your table.

Most of the people there knew who you were, most of them knew that you were one of the Guardians of the Galaxy, and they knew it would be better not to mess with you, or they would pay the consequences.

When you were trying to pass through the crowd, you walked next to a table with four huge guys. Then, before you can notice one of them grabbed you by your long sleeve. You turned back to look at the guy, who was yellow skinned and his face was ugly, really ugly.

“Hey, sweetheart…!!!” He greeted.

“Mate, let me go…!” You said annoyed and not amused. It wasn’t the first time this happened to you, you were really pretty looking and you got involve in situations like this one very often.

“Don't you want a beer, pretty doll?!” He asked pulling in your long sleeve.

“No, thank you… My- my boyfriend is waiting for me…!!!” You lied, but deep inside you wished it was true. Then you tried to step back but suddenly another guy stood behind you.

“Well, maybe he wouldn’t mind…!!!” But right before you could answer, Rocket land over the table, and when he lifted his sight he aimed his both blaster to the guy who was holding your arm.

“Would ya’ mind repeating that…!!” Rocket answered with a death glare and snarling at the yellowish guy. “But I want to hear ya’ saying it with a bullet in your mouth…!!!”

Both of you came back to your table and Peter looked at you worried.

“Is everything all right!?” Peter yelled at Rocket.

“Yeah!” Rocket yelled back as both of you took a seat. “Some jackass tried to mess up with what is MINE…!!!” He added and you just felt who your face blushed like crazy, you just cleared your throat and played with your hair.

“Oh… I see!!” Peter answered looking at you with a wide smirk.

Just a few moments after that, the waitress came back with the hot chamomile tea for Groot.

“This one is for you, Groot!” You said smiling and calling for your baby sprout, who just ran to you smiling.

The rest of the night was actually really nice, all of you were having an awesome time. The music band actually played some songs that you and Peter know and loved, so both of you sang along some of them.

At some point during the night you felt happy and dizzy, and the rest of the guardians was the same. Suddenly Rocket leant in close to you.

“Hey, Y/n. I need ya' for something…” Rocket whispered/yelled to your ear.

“Sure! What is it?” You replied feeling a bit nervous.

“There’s this bounty I want ya’ to help me with.” You blinked twice and felt a bit confused, it was the first time that Rocket was actually asking you for help, and specially for your help.

“How do you want me to help?? I mean, I just do the classic kill on sight thing…” You commented as you drank from your beer.

“I know, I know. I just need ya’ to shoot the guy’s leg or arm. That’s it.” Rocket put it clear, anyways you felt curious by why he would ask this to you. You thought it was maybe because Groot couldn’t fight, because of his state, he was still tiny and Rocket wouldn’t put him in danger.

After all those short thoughts you nodded and accepted the request.

“Okay. I'll do the job.”

“Great. Fifty- fifty?” Rocket asked. Also you were impressed by that, most of the times Rocket would ask for the higher percent of the bounty, but this time he was offering equals.

You offered to him your beer and replied. “Fifty- fifty.” Then you smiled at him.

The night went on and it was really nice to watch everyone having a good time. Peter and Gamora were actually too affective, Drax and Groot were playing to mini-fist fight and you and Rocket were having a good conversation about blowing up a near moon, both of you thought it would be a nice show to watch and deep inside both of you, there wasn’t any person better to watch it than with each other.

At some point of the night you noticed a sleepy tiny Groot, so you cooped him on your hands and put him on your jack bag, as you did so, you thought it would be better to stop drinking, because someone would have to take Rocket and Groot back to the Milano. At the same time thousands of thoughts began to race your head.

You were wondering if someday you and Rocket would be more than drinking buddies. Also you were wondering if Rocket would actually be interested in you like a woman. Maybe he just liked the company, maybe he just liked the drinking thing with you, maybe it was just that, and nothing else.

What you didn’t know was that Rocket felt the same about you, but any time he tried to get close to you, and tried tell you his true feelings about you something stopped him: his past and what he was. You knew about Rocket's past, he had told you about this a few months ago when he got drunk with you, it was a painful confession, but after that, Rocket began to be more open with you. It wasn’t easy for Rocket, but it wasn’t easy for you neither, most of the times you didn’t know what to say, you just put your hand over his head and pet him gently.

It was getting late in the night and when Drax was drown in alcohol and making fun on everything and anyone, and Peter and Gamora left to a mysterious place or something, you thought it would be a good time to go back to the Milano.

As you stood up and put on your jack bag, you called for Drax to follow you back to the Milano. When you were ready to leave Rocket jumped from his seat but he slip and hit his head to the ground.

“Oh god. Rocket are you okay?” You asked worried as you crouched down to Rocket's level.

“Y-yeah, yeah… I'm fine.” But when he tried to make another step, he fell again, he was sure drunk.

“Come here, let me help you.” You offered to carry him on your back. Rocket doubt about it and somehow he knew that he would accept, everyone would make fun of him later. But when he noticed Gamora and Peter was gone and Drax was so lost and barely he could stand by himself, he finally accepted.

Rocket wrapped his furry arms around your neck, which made you chill for a second, then you stood up and began to walk to the bar exit. You called for Drax who made his best impression of walk straight among the crowd, and he made it.

“Where's Groot?” Rocket asked a bit worried.

“Oh he is already sleeping inside my bag, don’t worry.” You replied as you kept walking back to the Milano with Rocket on your back.

The way back to the ship was silent but relaxed you enjoyed having Rocket so close to you, his arms around your neck and his whiskers on your cheek. Time to time you had to call Drax because he was going in the wrong direction. Eventually all of you got to the Milano.

With Rocket on your back, you walked Drax to his room, then you walked back to yours, and when you finally got there you asked to Rocket to let you go, but there wasn’t an answer.

“Rocket?” You asked with a soft voice.

“Hmmm… Rocket? You asked again but instead of a replied you got a snoring and you laughed quietly.

You made your best effort to sat on your bed and laid down to leave Rocket there. You let out a long and lovingly sigh when you removed Rocket’s arms off of your neck. Then you sat up holding your jack bag carefully and looking back down at Rocket.

“I think he is asleep already…” You commented to yourself as you began to brush his furry head gently.

“At least… he seems to be calmed…” You said leaning in slowly, wondering if it was okay what you were about to do.

“Ohh… Rocket…” You whispered and kissed Rocket’s head gently.

You stood up and left your room to take baby Groot to his bed in his shared room. So you went to Rocket’s room and left your tiny baby sprout sleeping on his special place surrounded by a lot of plants and flowers pots.

When you came back to your room, you tried to make the less noise possible, so Rocket could keep sleeping. Since you noticed that he was far asleep you decided to change your clothes and put on you pj's, but before you proceeded you covered Rocket with your bed's sheets.

You let out a sigh and began to take off your jacket followed by your shirt, but in the instant you pulled it out completely to remain only with your bra, Rocket let out a loud gasp.

You froze right there.

Rocket was panting and looking at his surroundings, when he finally saw you.

“… Y/n??...” He said trying to catch his breath.

“Rocket… are you okay?” You asked as you covered your torso with your shirt and walked towards Rocket.

“Yeah. I think so…” Rocket replied putting one of his paw/hands over his head. This made you let go your shirt and put your both hands over Rocket’s head.

“Are you hurt?” You asked worried looking at Rocket's head, but what you didn’t see was that Rocket's sight was right in front of your chest and he was looking at your (f/c) bra. There was a brief silence.

“Ahh!!” You gasped.

“I’m sorry- I'm sorry- I’m sorry!!!!” Rocket yelled back covering his eyes with both hands as he made his best effort to get off the bed and reaching for the door but you stopped him from behind.

“No, wait. It's- okay…” You said shyly as you grabbed his shoulder. “If you want… you can stay here tonight…” You said quietly and feeling how your cheeks began to turn red. “With me…” You added.

Rocket's head was hurting, but he didn’t know if it was because of the fall back there at the bar, or because he couldn’t believe what was happening.

“… I-“ Rocket tried to speak, but you interrupted him. “Please… stay-with-me…” You begged as you kneeled down and hugged him from behind. Rocket tensed at the hug, it was the first time his fur was against your bare skin.

Rocket nodded and moved a part. “I'll wait outside while you change your clothes.”

“O-Okay…” You replied shyly.

Rocket got out of your room and waited for you to call him back.

“Done.” You said as you looked outside the door. Rocket looked at you over his shoulder and noticed that your pj’s was just a light sleeveless shirt and a pair of shorts, then he proceed to enter in your room. As he was walking inside you asked curiously.

“Don’t you want to take off your jumpsuit?” This question left Rocket thinking about it twice, since you had never saw him shirtless, meaning you had never saw his scars on his back.

“Y- Yeah…” Rocket answered with light tone of shyness. He began to slice the zipper down while you turned off the light and walked to the bed.

The light was off and in a matter of time your vision began to get use to the darkness.

You got on the bed and pulled off the bed sheets, this night was especially hot and you didn’t want the covers, at the same time Rocket, sat down over the deb taking off the upper part of his jumpsuit, then he let out a long sigh.

“Aren’t ya' gonna ask for my scars?...” He asked.

“If you don’t want to talk about it I won’t push you to…” You said smiling softly at him as you brushed his lower back.

Suddenly, without a word, Rocket motioned over you to hug you by your neck tightly and just an instant later you noticed he was sobbing and you felt something wet on your neck. Rocket was actually crying.

“… Rocket…” You said as you hugged him back tightly and brushed his back.

“Calm down, all that is now in the past… You are now here with us…” You whispered trying to calm him down. You didn’t know exactly what happened to him exactly though, you had heard a lot of terrible things about that.

Rocket kept crying for at least five minutes more, all this broke your heart, it broke your heart to see him suffering, and all you wanted was to keep him safe.

“You need to let it go… because if you don’t do this… you won’t be able to see your present or your future…” You said as you kept brushing his head and back gently.

Finally, Rocket let out a long sigh and let you go, then he sat over the bed and cleared the tears left on his face. You sat down with him and without telling him nothing you hugged him again, but this time you held him close to your chest and whispered to his furry ear.

“I’m here for you, Rocket… And I'll be here for you always…” You sigh and kissed his head gently and you stayed like that for a few seconds, while you were fighting against the words to came out of your mouth.

“I love you, Rocket…” You finally said it and you felt how Rocket tested a bit, then he put his furry arms around you and tried his best to speak.

“But… I'm- I am this little-“

“Don’t, Rocket, don’t say it…” You said as you hugged him even tighter. “I love you for who you are… You are an amazing man with a strong mouth and weapons… And the man who makes me shiver.” You confessed as you laughed lightly.

Then, Rocket let you go and looked right into your (e/c), for him, it was like if your eyes were shining even in the dark.

“… Y/n… I'm crazy for you too…” Rocket whispered as he was getting closer and put his paw/hands on your warms cheeks and finally kissed you on your lips. It was a whole new kind of kiss, but you melted in it just an instant later, it was finally happening, you loved Rocket and he loved you back, it was like a dream.

When Rocket broke the kiss both of you fell over the bed and you couldn’t but smile and laughed slightly as you hugged Rocket and buried your face against his chest and then kissed his cheek.

The time seemed to stop and it was like if the galaxy froze for an instant, and in that moment everything went black, both of you fell asleep.

To next morning you were the first one to wake up, and as you were coming back your sleep state you felt a ball of fur wrapped in your arms, you smiled at the memory of the things that happened last night and hugged Rocket tightly.

‘There is no better feeling than waking up next to the person you love.’ You thought to yourself letting out a lovingly sigh.

Then you moved carefully to lay Rocket next to you, so you could get up to check if everything was okay on the Milano, and to get some coffee.

Before you stood up the bed, you kissed Rocket on the head, and proceeded to walk towards the door, but suddenly, Rocket woke up harshly again.

“What?!!... Where are you going?!” Rocket asked you with high tone of voice and being clearly confused and stunned.

“Hey, hey… It's okay. It's morning already.” You answered gently.

Rocket remained in silence for a moment and scratched his neck.

“I'm- I’m sorry. I’m not used to this kind of things…” He said ashamed, then you sat down next to him.

“Don’t worry, honey…” You whispered as you kissed him on his lips, and Rocket melted at this. “We will work on this…” You added as you stood up. “I’ll get some coffee, do you want some?”

Rocket was shocked because you just called him ‘honey'.

“Ehh… n-no… thanks… babe?” He questioned the last part and you just laughed and left the room, while Rocket just let himself to fall over the bed letting out a long and relived sigh.

Bonus*~!

That same morning, you were heading back to your room, still wearing your pj's and with a hot cup of coffee, when you found Star Lord, a.k.a. Peter Quill, with his pj's too.

“Hey!! But it’s (nickname)! How was everything last night, uh?” He asked teasing you as your face began to turn red and but before you could answer him, he interrupted you with another question.

“You can give me the details later, but- Do you know where is Rocket? I need him to talk with him about our next mission.” He asked looking around.

You made a deep breathe and made your best effort to speak up.

“Rocket… yeah…” You said shyly.

“Great, where is he…?” He asked again as he looked at you carefully.

“He is still sleeping… in my room…” You finally answered and looked up at Peter with all your face red.

He looked at you, blinked twice and got blushed too.

“Oooohhhh…!!!!!!... Okay, okay… hmm… ehhrr...J just tell him to call me when he's up, okay?!” He said as scratched his head and looked away.

“I will!” You said smiling.

Fin.