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6. trying to crawl under their shirt with either Wrecker or Kix.
Because I would very much like to hide under their shirts than deal with the outside lol
If you think of someone that fits the prompt better, then do that instead! (Or you can entirely disregard this ofc lol)
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A/N: Moonie! I had this whole ficlet planned out, and then we chatted about this wonderful Wrecker art by @pinkiemme, and it took over my entire brain. So thank you both for inspiring me. 🖤♥️
Pairing: Wrecker x Reader (GN)
Rating: T (but as always, minors DNI)
Wordcount: 573
Warnings and tags: fluff, cuddles, established relationship shenanigans, very slightly suggestive dialogue, mild language
Summary: Wrecker is just so warm.
Suggested Listening (English translation here):
This fic smells like: Work From Home by Memoire Archives (cappuccino, caramel, biscotti)
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You rolled over to find an empty bed. You groped blindly through the blankets, but Wrecker was nowhere to be found, and based on how cold the sheets were, he’d been gone a while. Grinding the palms of your hands into your eyes, you sat up, searching blearily for him. There was no sign of him, so you stumbled out of bed to form a rescue party of one. It wasn’t long before you saw the soft blue glow of his datapad as he curled up on the sofa in the darkness.
“Hey,” you whispered, your voice coming out in a hoarse croak.
He looked up and smiled. “What’re you doin’ up?”
“I got cold,” you replied. “Can’t sleep?”
He shook his head.
“I’ll make us some caf,” you said.
“Already got some moogan tea,” he replied, holding up a steaming mug.
Screw the caf, then, you decided, immediately crossing the room to plop down next to him. You leaned your head against his shoulder, wrapped your arms around his waist, and draped your legs across his thigh, tucking your feet against his calf.
“You really are cold,” Wrecker said with a laugh as he felt your frigid toes.
“Warm me up?” you pleaded, giving him the softest, most pathetic tooka eyes you could muster at such an early hour.
“C’mere, then,” he replied, adjusting your position so he could hold you a little closer while still staring over your head at his datapad.
“Reading something good?” you asked.
He kissed the top of your head. “Candy Crush.”
You laughed quietly and snuggled closer, teasing your chilled fingers beneath the hem of his shirt. He flinched away involuntarily, but when you pulled back, he let out a little grumble.
“It’s all right,” he said. “You just surprised me. Come back.”
You didn’t bother to put up even a token resistance, instead diving your icy hands enthusiastically back under his shirt.
“Gods, you’re so warm!” you murmured, burrowing closer and sliding your hands further and further under his shirt, until you were practically wearing it with him.
“I do that on purpose so you’ll cuddle up to me,” he replied, holding back a laugh. “Comfy down there?”
“I’m working on it,” you replied. “You’re a really good heat source.”
“And you’re a really good icicle.” He set down his mug and wrapped his free arm around you. “You tryin’ to climb all the way inside my shirt?”
“Our shirt,” you replied, your voice slightly muffled by the fabric. “Besides, I’m not trying. I’m succeeding.”
“Well, maybe I should just carry you back to our bed so you can have a real blanket.”
“No, this is fine,” you replied from inside his—ahem—your shirt. “It’s cozy. I live here now.”
You felt the deep rumble of his chuckle against your cheek as you nuzzled your face against his chest. “You gonna pay rent?”
“Nah, I’m sleeping with the landlord. He’d never evict me.”
"You got that right." He shifted, and you heard the soft clatter of his datapad as he set it on the floor, then both of his arms closed around you. With seemingly no effort at all, he lifted you up and rolled the both of you over so you were tucked securely between him and the back of the sofa, wrapped in his embrace. He yawned loudly, and you knew he’d doze off within minutes. "Now stop squirmin’ and go back to sleep.”
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Oh these look like fun wips 👀
Thanks for the tag!! I'll no-pressure-tag.... @wings-and-beskar @eclec-tech and @wizardofrozz
Here's 5 poorly described wip summaries!
The gang commits to having a nap
Tragic! The guy you hate does something!
Sexy Camp Counselor AU
Where in the world did Athena find THAT??????
Cold Command vs Grave Squad Dodge ball tournament
Summarize 5 wips badly! Twas tagged by @coffeeandbatboys!
clone gets upset with dad and knocks his bucket off
poor lass goes to her (sort of) boss with hypothetic questions and the (sort of) boss knows they're about his (half) boss
old man thinks he's either gonna die or has finally gone mad! OR! Maybe! The truth is just his long dead wife is actually alive? LE GASP!
Small child adopts a dog and glares at his Uncle (not a dog, but howls like one)
it was a hot summer's night (not really) and one dorky jaigy boy walks into a door trying to escape His Sons TM
NPTs: @kimiheartblade @techs-stitches @dickarchivist
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Hey Archie!!
I didn't have a chance to come up with any questions for your OCs (sorry about that, not for lack of interest, just a lack of spoons), but I still wanted to pop in and say a hale and hearty happy birthday (belatedly!) It makes me happy to see your name float across my dash or in my notifications, even if it's just reblogging something. I'm glad you're here with us!
Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)
Don't feel like you need to post this, just wanted to say it. <3
I took a screen shot of this so I can put it in my happy folder ♡
Thank you for the birthday wishes and stopping by to say such kind things. I'm glad I can spark the same joy that you do for me ♡
Thank you so so much for being part of my experience
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