#I hope it made you laugh 😂 He’s absolutely adorable :((((

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Being Team Japan’s Manager:

The Team Crushes on Their Manager

Team Japan x GN! reader

Warnings: fluff, swearing

AN: this was due approx. 570 of you ago but nevertheless, here we go 🎉

Where do I even start?

Probably from the beginning because that’s when it ALL started

It was your first day as Team Japan’s new manager

No other job prospects huh Yn?

You were filled with hope and a renewed sense of purpose 🤩

You’d always loved Volleyball whether you played it, watched it or read a very specific manga surrounding it 👀

It was safe to say you were a fan!

The job seemed relatively straightforward

You’d come to work, take care of a bunch of world class athletes, clock out and repeat

Easy right?

Sure….

You walked into the building on your first day and it started almost immediately

There is no easing into this job YN 😌

“Well hello there gorgeous,” a very untoned blonde who seriously needed his roots retouched whistled

“Umm hi! I was wondering if you could-” you started to say before being unfortunately interrupted 🙄

“You want my autograph don’t ya sweetheart?” The blonde smirked, conveniently pulling out a sharpie that seemed to manifest from thin air

“Oh no, I’m looking for-” you try to say again before again being interrupted

“ATSUMU!” A voice shouted as you saw a rather angry looking man with black spiky hair marching up to you and the blonde, “what did I tell you about harassing guests?”

“I wasn’t harassing ‘em!” The blonde, known as Atsumu shouted back

Meanwhile you are just standing there like 🧍

“If you weren’t harassing them, then why do they look like they wanna run for their lives?” Another tall man with curly black hair replied, approaching from behind you

“SHUT YER TRAP SAKUSA!” Atsumu yelled again as the spiky haired man spoke

“If you both don’t get your asses back into that gym right now!”

Atsumu rolled his eyes before responding, “yes Iwaizumi” and turning to leave

But not before shooting a very unsolicited wink in your direction 🙄

“Stop making people feel so uncomfortable,” Sakusa berated as he and Atsumu argued back to the gym

“I’m so sorry about that. You must be Yn?” Iwaizumi asked turning to you as you smiled back widely

“That’s me!” You giggled as Iwaizumi’s eyes widened and his face turned pink at your sheer adorableness

Iwaizumi is just happy that you seem excited

He’s tired Yn, help him please

Iwaizumi begins showing you around the gym while various, rather large men walk past you

You excitedly ask questions, smiling and laughing

The guys are all like 👀👀👀👀👀

They’d heard about a new prospective manager starting but dang, you were way cuter than they imagined

After the tour you made your way to the gym with Iwaizumi to finally meet the team

As you stood there, adorable and bubbly, they all just stared at you like a bunch of creeps 😅

You remember in Season 2 when Yachi joined Karasuno and Suga had to tell Noya and Tanaka to stop staring…

Yeah that’s exactly what’s happening right now 😂

Iwaizumi is giving everyone his death glare because there is absolutely no way he’s letting anyone ruin this for him!

Iwa rn 👉🏻 🔥 👄🔥

Of course you notice them all looking at you but you simply think it’s because you are new

Delusion is always the solution Yn

“And finally, this is Yn, our new manager. I expect nothing but respect and kindness from you guys!” Coach yells as you smile and wave a greeting

“I’m so excited to work with you all!” You say, smiling bright as your eyes sparkle with excitement

This was the first of many incidents that sealed your fate

Now some of the team members fell hard for you immediately

*cough* ATSUMU, BOKUTO, HINATA *cough*

While others took a while to warm up to you

They all thought you were cute and sweet sure but it was your actions that spoke the loudest

For example…

“Hey Sakusa, I heard you are particular about laundry and hygiene, if you could please tell me the products you prefer so I can accommodate you? Oh and I’d you’d like, I can wear a mask around you to make you more comfortable!” You excitedly spoke, standing 6 feet apart from Sakusa so as to not be right in his space

Sakusa rn 👉🏻👁️👄👁️

“Umm sure I can text you a list and you don’t have to wear a mask if you aren’t comfortable,” he responds, honestly shocked because who are you

You wave your hands and smile, “oh no it’s really ok! I’m very accommodating!”

It was safe to say you’d captured our precious Sakusa’s attention

But it doesn’t stop there

“Hey Suna, I noticed you left your arm guards in on the bench yesterday! I washed them for you last night oh and I recorded a video of Atsumu flubbing a serve and accidently hitting Kageyama. I can send it to you if you’d like?” You laughed as Suna just stared in awe

Who the heck were you and why were you so amazing!

Not only that but you provided help to Aran and Ushijima when it came to taking diligent notes about the teams progress

Made sure Kageyama had plenty to eat and got enough sleep

You measured down to the very millimeter for jump heights, making sure Hoshiumi knew exactly where he stood against the other players

You stayed late to help Komori and Yaku with their receiving practice

You came early to unlock the gym for Atsumu, Bokuto and Hinata because lord knows they can’t be out of the gym for more than 8 hours 🙄

You even made sure the guys all followed Iwaizumi’s strict training regime to ensure they all stayed healthy and in the best shape!

It was easy to see why they all had fallen for you!

Competent, pretty, kind, amazing and funny? A perfect combination!

It had been about 6 months and you’d more than proven your worth as a manager

You’d even spent time outside of practice with all of them both individually as well as in groups

Surprisingly they’d all managed to keep their little crushes on you to a minimum

They respected you and didn’t want to mess up anything

When I say “they” I actually mean “most of them”…

Because, ya know, some people just can’t stop themselves 👀

It was safe to say they all knew each other had a crush on their precious manager

But for the sake of teamwork, most of them kept it to themselves

However, there is some people who can only hold it in so long

“I’m thinking about asking YN out this weekend,” Atsumu boldly and nonchalantly says

And just like that, the entire locker room halts

“Excuse me?” Yaku says, staring at Atsumu like he’s about to commit a felony

“What? YN is such a cutie and so awesome! Is it really a surprise that I’d ask them out?” Atsumu replies

All eyes narrow on the setter as he looks back confused

“And what makes you think YN even likes you?” Suna jokes as the rest of the team nods

“Awe come on! It’s pretty safe to say Yn has a crush on me, look at all the stuff they do for me,” Atsumu continues

“So? YN does that for all of us. Plus, maybe another one of us wants to ask them out?” Sakusa adds as Atsumu narrows his eyes

“Ok then, who wants to ask YN out?”

Literally all hands shoot up as the guys look around at each other, eyes wide as the realization sinks in

Soon the shock wears off and they narrow their eyes at each other like a duel in the Ok corral is about to go down 😑

“Well there’s no way all of us asking out YN would be a good idea. We’d probably scare them away!” Komori mentioned

“Nah, if Atsumu hasn’t scared them yet, pretty sure we’re safe,” Aran remarked as Atsumu looked at his friend, offended by his remarks

“What if we draw lots?” Hyakuzawa questioned

“That’s not really far to YN tho, what if they have a particular interest in a member?” Yaku answered

“First one to ask Yn out then?” Hakuba remarked

“Oh yeah, just a bunch of grown ass men running up to YN screaming ‘YN GO OUT WITH ME!’ That sounds like nightmare fuel!” Hoshiumi replied

“Ok so then we let Yn decide,” Iwa added, coming through the doors having just listened to the conversation, “we do our best to win YN’s affections and we let them decide.”

The team all nodded in agreement, ready for the challenge of winning their precious YN’s heart

The next morning, the gym felt different

You could tell immediately the moment you stepped in

“Good morning YN, I bought you coffee!” Iwaizumi smiled, handing you a cup of your favorite pick me up

“Thanks Hajime! I really needed this!”

“Hey Yn, I thought maybe you’d wanna have lunch with me today? My treat,” Yaku interrupted

“That would be awesome Mori!”

“Here Yn, I know how much you love these flowers so I got up early to go to the market to get some,” Sakusa flushed, pushing the flowers in your direction

“Wow thanks Kiyoomi! They are beautiful!”

Were these boys being weird? Sure

Were you gonna fight it? Absolutely not

Now these shenanigans continued for a few weeks and at first they were innocent

But then bringing you coffee, flowers or the occasional chocolate morphed into full blown outings

“Hey YN, I’m going to the art museum this weekend? You wanna come?” Komori asked as your eyes lit up

You loved art!!

“Hey YN, I’m gonna grab sushi tonight after practice, you wanna come?” Gao would ask as your mouth salivated

You loved sushi!

“Hey YN, I’m planning on going to the dog park with Hirugami tonight, you wanna come?” Hoshiumi would ask

Dogs? Say less!

“Hey YN, there’s a new cat cafe that just opened up, you wanna go with me?” Suna would declare

Cats? ABSOLUTELY

It took you a while to catch on that there was something strange going on with these guys

While the putting seemed innocent, their motives definitely were not

After a while, you’d finally gotten sick of it all and just asked

It was after practice, the gym was quiet

And there you were

“What is up with you guys taking me on all these dates for?”

… there to ruin it

Their amount of wide-eyed staring and red faces gave them away quicker than a smoking volcano

You sighed, knowing you had to tell them the truth

“Listen guys, I like you all but only as friends and coworkers ok?”

They all collectively sighed, having all been rejected at the same time

You felt bad but at the same time, they needed to know your feelings for them were platonic

“Hey we can still go out and have fun but it’ll only be as friends ok? Plus I have a boyfriend already.”

Their eyes all shot up at you, wondering who exactly it would be

“Wait you had a boyfriend this whole time?” Atsumu questioned

Yep :D

“Like before you even started working with us?” Yaku asked

Yep : D

“Ok then how come we’ve never met him before?” Sakusa demanded as you smiled

“Oh you have, he talks about you guys all the time!” You respond as everyone but Iwaizumi looks confused

“YN you’re not dating him, please YN anyone but him!” Iwa shouts, running up to you and shaking you as your grin devilishly

It seems to finally hit the others as their eyes go from shocked to horrified in a matter of seconds.

Before they can even process his name, they hear a “yoohoo Yn-Chan” radiate throughout the gym

Surprise an Oikawa ending 😅 if you didn’t see it coming, do you even know who I am? I will always work that man into everything possible!

[bisexualiteaa]

Hi honey, I just discovered your Cooper fics today and oh my gods. They're incredible, I love the way you write him ❤️. I was wondering, if you're still taking requests that is (no pressure like), if you could do a sub! Cooper x reader? Preferably male!reader or with male genitalia, but fem is totally okay if you're not comfortable with that 😁. I just think Coop with a taller, more muscular partner is neat.

I'm thinking the reader was secretly married to Coop and Barb beforehand, but lost part of their memories after they became a ghoul and one of the best bounty hunters around, wearing a mask. And all they remember about Coop is how beautiful his eyes were (Walton Goggins has the most gorgeous eyes ever, I swear 😫) So the reader wants the head too and tags along with the gang, eventually getting closer to Cooper. During a fight, reader gets hurt and Coop comes over to help them, but reader is finally close enough to properly see his eyes and realises it's him. Coop takes off the mask, reader remembers, there's tears, kisses, and eventually super soft, subby sex.

So, really just really angsty, then fluffy when they find each other after 200 years. Reader taking care of our baby girl Coop, and him just accepting the love and being a pillow princess. Maybe a little overstim and edging if we're feeling spicy 😉.

I'm so sick for this man, it's unhealthy. Thanks again for your amazing work, love. I absolutely made my day better! (Sorry for how long this ask is 🙃).

It’s Been a Long, Long Time

Cooper Howard x Ghoul Fem Reader (angst-fluff!)

CW: pre-ghoul Cooper, established relationship, reader and Cooper were married and had a child together, character death, cursing, angst!! But don’t worry, it’s a happy ending, slight OOC Cooper, slight deviation from the TV series

AN: not me posting this at 3am before I leave for a trip for the weekend, I feel like I’ve depraved y’all! 😂 I wanted to post this to give y’all some good Cooper Content ™️ before I go on a three day hiatus for vacation! 🥺 Thank you all to the people who have submitted asks, I promise I am still working on them/towards getting to them! ❤️ In the meantime, I hope you all enjoy this one! @kinatanhi I hope I did your request justice! I know it’s a little tweaked from what you sent in and forgive me, I wrote this literally an hour ago at 2am because it finally came to me what I wanted to write, but seeing as it was written at 2am, y’all please forgive me if it isn’t my best work, I tried my best lol. 😭❤️

You smiled happily as you danced with your husband in your shared, quaint little kitchen, his hands coming to rest at your waist as they always did, and your arms looped around his neck. You were thankful that the producers on set of his movie, as well as his agent, allowed him to come home early in order to celebrate your birthday with you. You stood smiling up at him as you two danced- well, more like swayed, to the slow music playing from the radio. You lay your head against his chest, smiling as your eyes set on the gorgeous flowers that were lying on the kitchen counter that he brought home just for you. You smiled up at him when you caught him staring down at you with nothing but love and adoration in his gaze. “What’s that look for, hmm?” You asked with a playful smile, making him chuckle and flash that gorgeous smile of his that you loved so much, almost as much as his eyes that you swore you could be lost in forever. “Nothin’, just that I’m lucky enough to have married the most beautiful woman on this earth” he said, making you hum appreciatively at his cute answer. “Oh stop it, you charmer you” you replied, making him scoff in fake offense, making you giggle at his dramatics. “I’ll have you know I don’t go throwin’ that ‘round willy-nilly, little lady” he assured, making you smile wider at him as you laughed. “I know, I’m a lucky woman to call you my husband” you replied sweetly, getting up on your tip toes to kiss him as you looped your arms around his neck once more.

Those were better days, days when things were so simple, times where all you had to worry about was nothing more than how long the pie was in the oven, or how your baby was doing. It was a pleasant memory, one you’d never forget as the last time you’d seen your husband since the war. That night flooded your memories each time you’d lay down to close your sunken in eyes, they were the only thing about you now that remained as human as they were back before you became a ghoul. You swore to yourself that you’d find him one day, swore that you would kill the bastards that started all this, that took your baby girl away from you before she had a chance at a good life and separated you from your husband. You prayed each and every night that he was still out there, still alive somewhere, roaming the wastelands like you were. You knew it was doubtful at best, maybe it was better if he wasn’t alive to live through the shit you have, to see the way you look, but one could only hope for the better things. You no longer looked the same way you used to back then. Your soft, nearly perfect skin was now marred and leathery, your teeth yellowed from radiation exposure, poor diet and lack of ability to actually care for them, and your nose was now missing completely from your face, a deep hole sitting where the cartilaginous appendage once did. You wondered if he would even love you still in this state, if he’d even recognize you. You couldn’t blame him if he didn’t, you weren’t that same woman anymore physically or emotionally. Anger and vengeance had a hold on your heart like a vice death grip, you were kind to those who deserved it sure, but to those who crossed you? Those who hurt you? Let’s just say there’s a reason you’re a feared bounty hunter out here in the wastelands and not in a vault somewhere.

You were walking into Filly one late morning, coming to pay a visit with Ma June to see if there was anything she needed, any bounty she may have had for you for some extra caps. Your supply of chems to keep you from going feral was running low, you were down to your last bottle in your inhaler, and in desperate need of more. As you strode into town, you pulled your bandana up over your nose, effectively covering your face below your eyes, your large hat casting a shadow on the rest. You weaved your way through the vendors as they were trying to shove goods at you and anyone who was behind or around you. As you waded though, your ears caught the sound of a deep, southern accent that sounded awfully familiar to you. “I ain’t interested unless you got RadAway” he spoke harshly to the vendor haggling him, and you had to do a double take. He sounded just like your husband. You turned in the hopes to place a body to the voice but by the time you could, he was already lost into the crowd, impossible to find amongst the sea of people now that he wasn’t speaking to anyone anymore.

You huffed to yourself, wondering if maybe you were just hearing things, or maybe you were just plain out delusional at this rate. It wouldn’t shock you, between the years of radiation exposure, radiation sickness, and everything in between, you wouldn’t be shocked to find out you’d gone mad. However you wanted ever so badly for it to have been him that was speaking. To run up to him, arms outstretched, tears down your face but a happy smile as you called his name. But you couldn’t, you couldn’t even find the man attached to the voice anymore so why make a fool and draw attention to yourself. No one took kindly to ghouls. So with a heavy heart, you pushed on, making it to the doorstep of Ma June’s shop when you heard him again. “50 caps? That’s just plain ridiculous. 30, take it or leave it” he bartered, making you turn around again, only this time you caught him. You spotted a man that was tall, around the same height as your husband, clad in a wild western style cowboy outfit. You thought it was familiar, from the hat all the way down to the boots, it reminded you of him but a lot of people out here in the wastes wore Wild West themed clothes, deeming themselves cowboys and cowgirls of the wild wastelands. You wished he would turn around, you needed to see his face, hell just his eyes would be enough to sate the curiosity that was eating away at you. You’d forever recognize those eyes, they were so unique, so him. So beneath the shade you stood, observing him from a distance to be safe. That was until Ma June saw you standing there through the window of her shop, and she had a job for you that was important so she couldn’t wait for you to be done with whatever it was your were doing before she drug you inside. “What are you standin’ around out here for? I got a job for you!” She exclaimed, grabbing you and pulling you inside right as the man turned to walk away. You groaned in frustration as your only chance at an answer was stolen from you, but little did you know that your commotion made him stop to watch curiously as you went inside. Something about that dress you were wearing looked awful familiar to him but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, so he just kept walking.

As the next couple of days passed by, the curiosity was absolutely eating away at your mind. You wondered if you were on the brink of going feral with how your thoughts were screaming that it could have been him. You wished she would have waited until you could have gotten a better look at him than just his back and his clothes, though they felt familiar, akin to something he would have worn on the set to his movies, you just couldn’t be sure. So you continued on, traveling with a random person’s head in your bag, wrapped up in an old T-shirt that was soaked through with blood now as you were on your way back from your bounty for Ma June. It was a particularly hot day outside, one of those days where no matter how much water drank, you just couldn’t keep the heat away or the dehydration at bay. So as you sucked down the last of your water in your canteen, you did your best to stave off the coughing fit that was bubbling in the back of your throat like a horrible itch you just could never scratch. Unfortunately for you, it wasn’t enough, and seeing as you hit your inhaler for the last of your supply yesterday, you were shit out of luck. Damn it, you were so close too, you felt it. You couldn’t go like this, not without finding him, not without avenging your child and going after those Vault-Tec bastards that stole her and your husband from you. “Damn it!” You choked out as you clutched your chest, your coughing fit sending you to your knees in the sand where you laid in the hopes that it would let up sometime soon and you could continue moving. This couldn’t be the end for you, it just couldn’t be. You wouldn’t let it.

As you laid there, throat burning as you were hacking up your lungs, you saw a figure walking along the horizon in the distance. You wondered if maybe this was what they spoke of when people said their loved ones come and take them away right before they pass, or maybe it was just another hallucination, all you knew is that they were coming closer and closer to you. You reached for your gun with all the strength you could offer through your coughing fit and weakened state, unsure of whether they were a raider or someone with just plain ill intention. As they drew closer, you looked up to see another ghoul stabbing before you, his cowboy hat casting a slight shade over his face but even through the tears in your vision you could see his eyes. They were gorgeous, they looked just like how you remember your husband’s looked the last time you had a chance to look into them, making you look him over but it was so hard to tell. He was a man who had succumbed to the same fate you did, leathery skin, no nose, ruined ears, but his eyes…god they were so familiar. You saw him cock his head while looking at you, investigating your features, you could tell there was something about you that he was intrigued with.

“I feel your pain there, sister” he said, that southern drawl coming out sounding just like him, and god how it made your heart ache. He bent down to see you better, taking a better look at you. “I’ll be damned if somethin’ ‘bout you ain’t familiar though” he said, making you look up at him, and in that moment as he looked into your eyes, he could have sworn it was you, his long lost wife. He held hope it his heart, but it was a cruel world out here, he couldn’t be sure. “Your eyes, they look a lot like my wife’s did” he said, and you took that as your chance to see if it was really him. “C-Coo…per…?” You rasped out the best you could, needing to know if it was really him, needing to know if he was alive or if you were just going crazy. His eyes went wide for a moment before reaching for his gun, making your heart jump in your chest with anxiety. “How do you know my name?” He asked coldly, his eyes looking angrily upon you and it made your heart wrench in your chest but beat fast all the same to know it was him. “Tell me! How do you know my name?” He said angrily, making you raise your hands up to show you weren’t dangerous, you cursed your inability to speak properly or else you’d have answered his question already. “Be..cause…we were…Mar…ried” you rasped out once more, showing him your wedding ring that he bought you that rested on your ring finger, making him soften up for just a moment. “After two hundred years… could it really be?” he asked softly to himself in disbelief, but once again, he reminded himself that this world was a cruel place where people stoop to things lower than they ever did before. To him, you could have been anyone, maybe no more than a random stranger who pick pocketed that precious ring off of his wife, a total stranger playing as his beloved to get to his weakness. He pointed his gun at you once more, making tears come to your eyes even more now, had you said something wrong? Why was he mad at you? You hadn’t left on bad terms last you remember, but then again it’s hard to remember as far back as two centuries. “How do I know, huh?” He asked aggressively, and you figured it was a valid worry, you knew how awful this world was now, you couldn’t blame him for needing the reassurance. He needed to be sure it was truly you. “How do I know it’s really you?” He asked, waiting for you to stop coughing long enough to give him an answer. “What’s…that look…for?” You asked, something you always asked him when he stared at you in awe, or when he looked at you right before you two went to bed, it was like your signature phrase. You weakly removed the bandana covering your face, trying your best to show him any bit of your features left that you could use to show him it was really you. “It’s me…Coop. Y/N…” you rasped as saliva began to well in your mouth at the sight of him, slowly losing control over yourself as time passed. He’d never dropped his gun so fast, or fell to his knees so quick in his entire life than in that moment, the only other time was the moment he found out you were pregnant with his child, dropping to his knees to kiss your belly and place his hands on it excitedly. “Oh my god…Y/N” he said in utter shock and disbelief that you were here, you were alive. You were a ghoul now which hurt him to know you suffered the same pain as him, but you were alive and that’s what mattered most to him, finally having found you after all the years spent hoping you were still alive out here.

“Here baby, here, hold on. I gotchya” he said, quickly grabbing his inhaler with a vial of the chems you’d run out of last night, never needing it more than in this moment to keep you from turning feral on him. He pressed it to your lips, pushing the plunger on it to get the chems in your system. You inhaled it like a breath of fresh cool air, sending you coughing once more but that itch was slowly fading away, you could breathe again. You looked up at him as you laid there weakly, your head in his lap. “My hero” you said weakly, trying to be funny but he was too caught up in looking into your eyes, getting himself to believe what was right in front of him. “Two centuries I’ve spent looking for you…” you said, your eyes scanning him and his features to assure yourself too that this was real, that he really was sitting here before you, alive and well. Or as well as one could be as a ghoul in the wastelands. You smiled as you teared up, seeing the tears in his eyes as he looked down at you, pulling you up and into a hug. “Oh god…I can’t believe you’re alive” he said, hugging you tight and you did the same, burying your face into his shoulder. “I could say the same to you. I always knew you were stubborn, too stubborn to go out the way the rest of the world did” you said, making him chuckle as stray tears ran down your marred cheeks. “I’ve been dreaming of this day…dreaming of the day I’d get to see you and B/N again…” he said, making you grip his duster as the tears flooded down your face even more when he said your baby girl’s name. “Cooper…” you said, making him pull away from you but you weren’t far, he made sure of it. “She…she didn’t make it, honey…I’m so sorry. I tried everything, believe me I did, but it was too late…” you said, making his heart absolutely break in his chest knowing his baby was gone and that he would never have the chance to see her again.

“What was she like? She was so young when it all happened” He asked, holding your hands in his as you two shared in this moment together. You smiled as your hand cupped his cheek softly, your thumb rubbing along his skin that shared the same texture as your own. “Just like her daddy. She had your gorgeous eyes, your beautiful smile and that same stubborn attitude” you said through a laugh, making him chuckle with you as his hand came to hold the back of yours as it touched him. He missed your loving touch, and that beautiful smile that he swore could light up even the darkest rooms. He could hardly believe that you’d still even touch or speak to him now, with the way he looked. He knew you likely held a sympathy for it, knowing all too well yourself what it was like but the fact that you weren’t scared or hateful like others were towards him for it. “She was smart, funny, kind…she was daddy’s baby girl. You’d have loved that about her. It was like a little slice of you was there in her, keeping me going. She gave me hope when it felt like there wasn’t any left in this world to hold onto” you said, seeing a few stray tears stream down his cheeks as you spoke of her. His stomach was in knots, his heart filled with anger and pain to know the wastelands claimed one of his own. “I wish I coulda been there, for both of you. Maybe she’d be here if I was” he said somberly, guilt lacing his tone as he leaned his forehead against yours, not caring if your hats would come off. He needed this, he needed you. “Hey, don’t blame yourself for what happened, you had nothing to do with it. It’s those vile people at Vault-Tec who did this. They took our baby, not you. Don’t you ever think this is your fault” you assured him, holding him close to you as he expressed the most emotion he’s felt in nigh on two centuries.

“We made it pretty good all things considered, held our own well for ten years. I taught her how to use a gun when she turned eight to keep her safe should anything happen to me, did everything in my power to keep her safe, fed and hydrated even on the hard days where supplies were sparse” you explained. “The radiation just became too much for her little body to handle. She was ten years old, I could hardly believe it. It was like I woke up one day and she wasn’t a baby anymore, our little girl had just grown up so fast” you said, remembering those days as tears clouded your vision, streaming down your cheeks like small rivers, watching the droplets fall into the sand beneath you. “I’m sorry Cooper, I’m so sorry…” you apologized, making him hold you tight and hush you as you did. “I shoulda been better…if I was better maybe she’d still be here now” you said, taking the blame for something you knew you had no control over, but it left you guilty all the same. “Shh, don’t go thinkin’ like that. I’d say from the sounds of it, ya did a damn fine job managin’ that long out in this shit hole just the two of you. You always were a great mom, and an equally great wife” he said, making you sniffle as you smiled at him at that reassurance. “I did all I could, there was hell to pay for anyone who stood in my way, that’s for sure” you said, making him chuckle because that was exactly how you were before the war too. You always wanted what was best for your family, and you were willing to go great lengths to keep your husband and child happy. “I know you said you been lookin’ for me for a long time…but I ain’t the same man I was back then” he started. “But I got a feelin’ you ain’t exactly the same woman anymore either, so maybe we can still work this out, you and me” he said, making you chuckle. “No, I’m not. And if that means you don’t love me anymore I-“ you spoke but you were cut off by the feel of his lips against your own. They were thinner now, dry and marred by radiation just like yours were, but you could still feel the passion behind it, the love in it. No amount of radiation could ever take that away. “You lettin’ all the radiation get to that brain of yours? Of course I still love you. I lost ya once, I ain’t losin’ you again, that’s for damn sure” he said, making you laugh as more tears fell, only these ones were happier ones now. You squeezed his hand that was in your own as your heart raced in your chest. “You have no idea how happy that makes me to hear, Coop” you replied, kissing him once more with all the passion two hundred years of separation could hold behind it. “I love you, and I’ve missed you so damn much” you said, pressing your foreheads together once more as you fought the tears that began to turn into a sob. “I love you too darlin’, missed you like crazy. The world ain’t been the same without you” he said, making you sniffle as you felt the same way. “And if you’ll still have me, I’d like to make that a world of the past” he added, making you chuckle tearfully. “Of course I will” you said, allowing his heart to rest assured that you were still his girl, making him smile as he looked down at you, his thumb rubbing along your cheek to wipe away your tears.

You smiled back up at him, your hand coming to the back of his as you remembered the moment from your birthday again all those years ago, slow dancing in the kitchen with him. “What’s that look for, hmm?”You asked, just like you did that day, making him grin as he thought of the right words to say. “Nothin’ just that I’m lucky enough to have married the most beautiful person on this earth” he replied, making you chuckle. It was just what you’d been needing to hear all this time. “And how lucky I am to have her back in my arms where she belongs” he added, making you giggle before kissing you once more. Desert be damned, Cooper had his wife back after so long spent searching for her, and he was going to make damn sure she knew how much he missed her all these years.

[taurussbabe]

Hey! How are you?

I’ve been reading your blog over the past while and been really keen to request something for Mason…

Could you write an imagine where Mason invites the reader to the pub to meet all his mates. It’s a last minute thing, so the reader meets Mason after work. But she of course looks breathtaking…but maybe the reader is so tired from work so Mason takes her home at the end of the night and they have a cosy night in.

I’m very much in the feels right now, so I’ll take annnny fluff 😂

Thank you so much, have a good day! 🥰 xx

about... it's in the request 👆🧸

pairing: mason mount x fem!reader

A/n: hii! I'm good, thank you. I hope you like this anon! 🫶🤍

word count: 1k

"Hi love" you heard on the other side of the line, instantly making you smile

"Hi Babe, what's up?"

You could hear a lot of noise around him, but you were still able to listen to him chuckle at something someone had said.

"Listen, me and some of my mates are going to the pub. Do you wanna come join us?"

"Me?" You asked, not having met his friends yet and not really wanting to meet them after a work day.

"Yeah, I want my girl to meet my friends. And I only have one girlfriend, so yeah, you." You chuckled at his comment and thought about it for a second. "Love?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm here, do you really want me to come? Have you seen how I look after work?"

"You mean absolutely breathtaking?" You could hear people behind him laughing and someone say 'oh mason is in looovee', what made you chuckle

"Thank you, and if you really want me to go, I'll be there, just send me the address"

He thanked you and said his goodbyes before hanging up.

Being with mason was different than anything else you've ever experienced, he was the nicest person to you, your ray of sunshine.

You really liked him and you knew he liked you too, but you have yet to meet his friends and family, but you weren't trying to rush your it because you haven't even said 'I love you' to each other. You felt it and you knew he felt you too but you didn't want to rush things, you both were aware of your feelings and that was enough for now.

Soon after he ended the call, you received a text with an address and a heart emoji next to it.

When you left work, you texted mason letting him know that you were leaving and asking for him to meet you outside.

Once you got to the address, you fixed your clothes a little bit, trying to look more fresh and also checked yourself on your phone to make sure your hair was still looking good. You walked the rest of the way and felt someone's eyes on you and when you looked up, you saw mason. You felt your heart flutter at the sight of him waiting for you, hands in is pockets.

"Hey" he said pulling you in for a hug, placing one hand on your cheek, kissing you softly before pulling you towards the pub, but you stopped him, pulling his hand.

"Do I look good?" You ask causing him to move both of his hands to yours, grabbing one and making you do a little spin

"Are you kidding me? Most gorgeous person in this whole country, hell, in this whole world. I'm one lucky guy to have you." His words made you blush and look down, when his other hand grabbed your chin, softly forcing you to look at him. "They're gonna love you, I promise. Are you ready?"

You just nodded, suddenly not feeling brave enough to said any words.

When you walked in the pub he held your hand and gave it a soft kiss, all while looking at you with complete love and adoration.

He pulled you by your hand through the pub until you reached a table full of his friends

"Guys, this is y/n, my girlfriend" he said while dragging his hand across your back, softly caressing you in an attempt to calm you.

Everyone greeted you and you ended up sitting in mason's lap, due to the smallness of the table, along with some of the other girls who were sitting in their boyfriend's lap as well.

"Are you okay?" Mason softly whispered on your ear

"Yeah, just tired" you said and he pressed a kiss to your cheek, followed by kai making 'wooo' sounds, clearly mocking mason

"Let them be, they're in love" sophia, his girlfriend, said, softly slapping his arm. You ignored the love comment and so did mason, only laughing at her gesture.

"Well, it was fun guys, but I think we're gonna head home"

"It was so nice meeting you all" you said as mason man hugged his mates while tou said goodbye to the girls.

.

The car ride home was quiet, his hand on your thigh, softly caressing it, while humming to the song the radio was playing

His eyes were on the rode but he often switched his gaze to look at you.

"You didn't need to come home with me, you were clearly having fun"

"I know, but I wanted to, where you are is where I want to be" he reached for you hand, kissing your knuckles sweetly

The rest of the ride was spent with you both singing along to songs, before he parked in his driveway.

You walked into the house, dropping yourself on the couch before sighing loudly

"I'm gonna run you a bath, be right back" he kissed the top of your head and you smiled at him

.

You got out of the bathroom, hair still half wet and saw mason lying on the bed, only in his sweatpants, scrolling on his phone before he noticed you and patted down on the bed next to him, signaling you to join him.

You laid down next to him and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you on top of him, head resting on his chest as he massaged your scalp.

"You know" he said, catching your attention causing you to look up at him "what they said, about being in love, they were actually right. I'm in love with you Y/n, you know, I think since the day I met you, and it's time you officially know that." He smiled at you, kissing the top of your head, making you blush slightly

"You're lucky, you know, because I happen to love you too, mason mount" he chuckled at your comment and hugged you tight, planting a million little kisses to your whole face.

The rest of the night was spent cuddling, talking about the future together, and a lot of make-out sessions.

[xlpoww]

Peace

would it be enough?

Anonymous asked: I have a request 🤭 can you write a fic/blurb/imagine (your choice!) where reader surprises sanji with a meal or dish they made for his birthday or something?? bc they wanted to surprise him and how he would react? (reader is a terrible cook 😂)

Warnings: none! (unless you count tooth rotting fluff?)

word count: 619

opla! sanji x g/n! reader

there’s frosting smeared onto your nose somehow, it should be impossible considering you didn't even have a cake to frost yet. the chef’s beloved kitchen is in disarray, utensils scattered about and various powders and liquids covering the counter. you’re trying your absolute best to craft sanji a birthday cake, managing to stay up long enough for everyone else to fall asleep. in the dark of the night you began your plan.

had you ever baked before today? well.. no? but it couldn’t be so hard now could it. you knew better than to attempt anything too extravagant, purchasing a box cake mix from the last island your ship had docked at. the box of triple chocolate cake mix now taunting you from the garbage can you had tossed it into. why wouldn’t your cake bake?

3 eggs? check! you’d added the water- hadn’t you? and you definitely added the oil, so what was wrong? had you not beat the batter well enough? what does vigorously even mean!

you cant help the frustrated grumbling as you pull the pan out of the oven yet again, placing it onto the counter with a clunk. you aggressively pull of your oven mitts, tossing them to the side. unbeknownst to you, your attempts at a surprise had failed. sanji had woken up to the sound of you dropping an egg on the ground and loudly saying “SHIT!” curious to what was happening and if you were safe, the blond had made his way to the kitchen.

the sight he’s met with brings an adoring smile to his lips, as he leaned onto the doorway of the kitchen to watch. the confusion etched on your face was nothing short of endearing, and the pout you were sporting had a vice grip on his heart. his eyes scan the kitchen in hopes of offering you any advice, when they land on the oven he can’t help the laugh that falls from his lips. at the sound you raise your head, eyes wide as he shakes his head with that same loving smile.

“my love, what’s got you up in the middle of the night like this?”

“sanji! you weren’t supposed to be awake!” there’s a frown on your face as you look at him. you make no attempt to hide your plan, the bright colored birthday candles out in plain sight. with a defeated sigh you motion to the table in front of you. “i wanted to surprise you for your birthday”

“all this trouble just for me darling?” he walks towards you, a smile so bright anyone would think he’d just got the best news of his life. when he reaches you his arms wrap around you in a hug, holding you close as he leans down to kiss your cheek. “you’re too cute y/n, what a lucky man i am.” his words and affection warm your heart, a giggle falling from your lips as you wrap your arms around his torso to hug him back.

 “i love you sanj,” you nuzzle your head closer into his chest. the sound of his heartbeat does wonders to ease your tension. 

after another squeeze he pulls away from you, turning to look at the counter. he takes a moment before picking up the pan and placing it back into the oven. you look at him with a tilt of your head, and he winks, pressing a button on the stovetop and the oven roars to life.

“i love you more sweetheart, even if you forgot to turn on the oven.” it feels like your whole body lights on fire, and with a level of shame you didn’t know was possible, you screech.

“I WHAT?”

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[watchingblsnowandforever]

We Are Ep. 14: Part 3/3

Hello again!! =D

Part 1 and Part 2

Warning: long post 😊😅 (also, I'm so sorry for the delay, I've been sleep deprived for the last two to three days because my insomnia and depression made comebacks, but I'm better now)

She reminds me so much of my own mom-

My mom adopts my friends, and no one has any say in it, while my dad encourages her 😭👍🏼

I absolutely love her relationship with all of them. While it's given that Peem will talk about Phum, Q has talked about Toey too, and it's quite obvious that Peem and his og group of friends have visited quite often before. She asks no question, and is so comfortable with them that they don't hesitate for a second to introduce their boyfriends. This is maybe not realistic (I'm pretty sure my mom while very similar wouldn't be this accepting) but it's very in line with this show, and I really like it.

GIVE ME MORE ACCEPTING PARENTS IN BL!!!

I am 100% sure that for a moment there, Phum's brain short circuited 😭

I mean, just look at it from his perspective. The boy he's head over heels for talks about him like this to his mom. If it were me, I'd be having an existential crisis right there, he has much more self control than me.

I'll be living here, in this moment for the next 1000 years, thanks for asking.

Listen, I'm a big fan of domestic fluff, BUT THIS???

Also, I don't usually talk about these, but on Phum's t-shirt, it says "ALWAYS FORWARD NO TURNING BACK" which is very relevant here because Peem helps him see a future, and to enjoy the present as it comes back. He's slowly but surely leaving his scarred past behind.

I have so many fic ideas smh

And yet, I don't really see you, complaining, Peem.

He says while sipping from his own glass. Very convincing, Peem.

THIS WAS SO CUTE OH MY GODS 😭😭🫶🏼

Btw, Peem? Phum is calling you "meow" for the rest of your lives. Just like you'll be calling him Puppy Phum. <3

oh-

These few seconds spoke so much.

The realization that this is what a real family is supposed to look like, that he'll probably never have this with his own parents.

But then- then he realizes that now he can have this. He can have Peem, and a family full of love and sit in the midst of his brother and his friends and Peem's friends and be accepted and loved.

Maybe he can't have this with his own parents, but he can have this with Peem, and that for him, is already far more than he could have ever imagined.

I just love that addition 😭😂

Peem is absolutely incapable of not calling Phum some version of "idiot (affectionate)" and I adore him for it. <33

Oho, violent Fang is back.

But seriously, let the others sleep, Pun and Toey 😭

THIS LOOK. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US??

There's only two eps left (?!!!!!), so I really hope that the next one is when they get together

The small thumb soothing his tummy 🥺🫶🏼

All we got are crumbs of ChainPun throughout and they still managed to make us go insane. Mad respect for their friends who have to deal with them on a daily basis 😭👍🏼

Also, when Peem got up to ask what they were doing and Phum pulled him back to sleep, did y'all see that tiny forehead kiss? My man never misses a chance to kiss Peem, and I am so proud of him.

This reminds me of such a funny story-

So. We went to visit this historical building (note: historical) and the stairs leading up were naturally kind of steep and broken. It was very crowded, so it was four or five teams/families to one guide. We went up slowly, but since the guide was obviously very used to it, he went up faster, and was waiting for us at the landing. So one couple asked how he got there so fast, and he jokingly said "I took the lift" and the man was like "Why didn't you tell us before?? One of us [I don't remember who he said] just had knee surgery!" and the rest of us were just staring at him like ???? are you listening to yourself- 😶

My parents and I laugh about it to this day 😭😂 (this was almost 8 years back OH GODS SAYING THAT MADE ME FEEL SO OLD-)

What next ep looks like:

What I looked like after watching the trailer:

(In that order.)

That's it for ep 14! See y'all in 4 days (I fear for what will become of me after I watch ep 15).

If you got this far, thank you so much for reading! 😊

Here have a croissant 🥐

[whorbidmore]

OMGGG IM SO SORRY (first anon here) I LITERALLLYYY saved ur post last month n was like "im gonna send u another anon :)" (i forgorted)

ANYWAYS HI HOW R U idk what to say my brain is dead rn i am literally just thinking about leon instead of sleeping 😔

- gonna tag myself for the future with 🐕

AAAA omg hiiii :3!!!

i am actually so fucking late to this and literally every single ask that's been sent cus i have been going through it the last couple months (not in relation to mental health but like def not helping yk?)

but actually ive been sitting on this ask since you sent it fully giggling and kicking my feet cus hehe :3 i got asks :3 and yes ofc you will gladly dub you as my puppy anon <3 🐕

and actually that kinda got me thinking just now how leon is ABSOLUTELY the lover that always has you on their mind. he's going to get himself food at the grocery store? he has to fight himself not to get something he thinks you'd like.

he always loses, but could you blame him! how could he refuse himself from the highest praise of "omg you remembered?!! i love these!!"

sometimes he sneaks on his phone whenever there's a spare moment just to reread text convos. never ask him if he does that, he will lie and say he doesn't, even though he is a terrible liar. does he fully understand the memes you send him? not in the slightest! but the fact you showed him something that put a smile on your adorable little face makes him feel proud. like, you trust him enough to share what made you laugh with him? with the hopes of making him laugh?

deadass would be smiling at his phone, then someone will come up behind him like "aw, your partner text you?" only to see something like

with leon just sitting there like :) i don't get it either :)

the more memes you send him, the more he wants to be with you. you send him one meme? he thinks about coming home early and just hugging you until you both fall asleep together. you send him memes back and forth between his dry ass old man responses of "👍" "😂" "haha" (cus bffr he would), and he's only thinking in censor bars. all pixelation and beeps. goes through all the stages of grief as he realizes he still wants to fuck you after all this.

then he sends you a corny ass dad joke and you go through the exact same thing.

idk what this is but i desire this man carnally and tbf i am on my knees for him like 🐕 whenever. wherever.

[happypopcornprincess]

hi lovee your work<3 could you write a oneshot with bucky where the reader gets really really sick while bucky's on a mission and no one tells him so he gets worried and caring when he sees her. Just make it super fluffy with also some angst!!

omg, bro sure sure sure!!! Bucky is my sweetheart, my boo, my pretty boy I absolutely adore him.

In this fic, you get a lot of backstories, Steve and Tony being besties, Thor and Natasha being Y/N x Bucky shippers, lots of phase 4 references, my undying love for "Clueless" and nobody dies 😉😂

hope you like it <3

Things I'll Never Say

Pairings - Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader (Ft. The Avengers)

Premise - Words from the heart are sometimes left unsaid, but will they finally be expressed through actions?

Main Masterlist || Bucky Barnes Masterlist

If I could say what I want to say

I'd say I want to blow you, away

Be with you every night

Am I squeezing you too tight

Guess, I'm wishing my life away

With these things I'll never say

-Avril Lavigne, Things I'll Never Say

Avengers Compound

You sneeze for the third time that day as you open your door to reveal Buck standing behind it. He was ready in his gear and was puzzled by your demeanor.

“Hey, Bucky," you say, trying your finest to sound normal, but out came a croaky voice from your throat. It has been a hell of a night as you struggled with a stuffy nose and fever. You had no sleep and were sleepy as hell. You didn’t want the team to catch the viral fever so you stayed in your room.

“Hey, doll.” He smiled at you.

“Are you heading out on the mission?” you ask him, leaning against your door.

“Yes, we were just about to head out, I thought of checking up on you.” He copies you by leaning against your doorframe.

“Thanks. You’re coming in?”

“Nah, just passing by. You’re feeling alright? Banner told us why you dropped out of the mission.”

“Yeah, I’m fine now. It’s just a mild cold.” It hurt you lying to Bucky. You didn’t want him to worry and wanted him to focus on the mission. You actually thought your thermometer might be broken when it showed 104 (celsius) on it. 

“Okay.” he nods

“Hmm.”

A comfortable silence falls in between you two, one you have become accustomed to. Bucky was a man of few words, and you never pushed him to say something. He lowers his gaze to his shoes, thinking about something. You wait, patiently.

“If you need anything... won't you let me know, Y/L/N?" he says.

You huff out a laugh “Yes, Barnes, I’ll let you know.”

The way you emphasize his last name made him laugh, and he looked you in the eyes. Despite being trained by secret agents and a literal Black Widow, Barnes always somehow managed to read you. In the same clothes you were wearing the day before, he watched your eyes, his sight unflinching.

He knew. He knew you were lying.

   “Bye Y/N.” he steps away from your door frame.

   “Bye Bucky” you wave sheepishly as he walks back through the hallway, lifting his chin and giving you a smirk. You blush a bit and close the door once he gets out of your sight, leaning against it and closing your eyes.

---/---/---/---/---/---

You have had this hopeless crush on one James Buchanan Barnes since the day you almost beat him in a fistfight in Germany. You were team Tony; and he was team Steve. You fought so hard, matching his fistfight style and speed that shocked him, you were trained by Natasha and Clint after all, the best of SHIELD agents. But you got distracted for one second and his body slams you on a table. As you groaned in pain, he gets up and says, “You fight well, good luck next time.” You couldn’t answer but mouth a “fuck you” and he walks away with a sarcastic smile.

Even after everything, you could not stop thinking about him. The soothing blue of his eyes, the way he almost seemed impressed by your fighting, and that smirk, God damn. You were not sure if you'd ever meet him again, given the fact that Tony hated his guts and you were on his team, you could not help yourself but fall into the rabbit hole of the lore of The Winter Soldier. You read his file, read everything you could find on him when he was brainwashed into doing things you knew no person would ever do willingly. And your heart ached for him, everything that he had to endure.

But you do meet him, almost two years after Germany.

In Wakanda, he was startled finding you there, and let out a small, “hi” which almost made you roll your eyes if it was not for Natasha and Sam engulfing you into a bone-crushing hug after not seeing you for years. Steve and Bucky made amends with Tony. All your friends that were torn apart two years ago, fought Thanos together.

And won.

You came back to the compound in New York, and everything fell back in place, just like it was before. Bucky and Tony made amends, and he was granted parole.

You didn’t talk much to him until you encountered him sitting by himself one night in the living area at 3 in the morning. You were about to sneak some late-night snacks from the fridge when you saw him just sitting alone, looking out the window. It was a different side of him, a shy and reserved man so drastically different from the one you encountered before.

Your friendship started when you wordlessly took a seat next to him and sat in silence for a long time. He finally turned to you and said, “I’m sorry about throwing you on a table.” Which made you say, “It’s alright. I’m sorry too, about my choice of words at that moment.” That made him laugh. And God was it beautiful. You could hear it all day and would never get tired of it.

You did listen to it, when you fell into this silent agreement of you joining him in the living room every night and sitting in silence, exchanging a word or two, or waking up splayed on the sofa with a blanket on you as he slept on the chair.

You never pushed him, and he opened up slowly. He told you about his life before he became the Winter Soldier, what he could remember. He told you how he could not remember the faces of his family, but bits and pieces of things related to them.

His sister tying her ribbons on his window to dry off, the smell of his mother’s food, his father’s watch that he would always forget before leaving for work, the sunlight shining through the alleys where he played with his friends, and so many other stuff.

You listened. Never interrupted. Sometimes even helped him to remember.

He never told you about his time in HYDRA, the horrific things he went through. And you understood the war that was still going on in his mind about whether or not was he guilty of it, or not.

You never felt this close with anyone before, not your previous boyfriends or your closest friends. He made you feel calm and at peace every time you were with him, unlike the anxiety and fear of rejection you have felt with others.

But the real question, as Natasha told you, still stands.

Would you let him know how you feel? Or not?

---/---/---/---/---/---

He climbs the ramp to the quinjet and looks around. He looked around as everyone was busy getting prepared for the long flight to another continent.

Natasha and Clint were already seated, in deep conversation whispering in Hindi. He could listen in due to his heightened hearing but he chose not to.

Tony and Thor were in the cockpit the former explaining to the latter not to summon lighting once they are in the sky, “...I do not want to explain to Fury why another one of his quinjet’s operating system is fried up because you chose to show Spiderling how your hammer works at 15000 feet up in the air.”

  “I understand, Son of Stark.” He says with a not-so-reassuring smile on his face.

  “Jesus Christ.”

He looks at the middle of the jet to see Sam and Steve, Captain America and Nomad, discussing the plans for the missions. He decides to join them.

   “About time you showed up Barnes,” Sam glances at the holographic map.

  “Nice to see you too Wilson.” He says as he stands next to Steve.

“And Wanda turns out, got married in secret and is currently on her honeymoon with Vision. She called Tony the other day to tell him she’s taking a leave for a few days.” Steve says, looking at Tony in an almost teasing manner.

   “Where are Wanda and Bruce?” he asks, after noticing both were missing from the jet.

   “Banner got a family emergency so he is headed to New York. It turns out his sister was also exposed to gamma rays and could transform into a hulk.”

“He’s got a sister?” he asks bewildered.

“Cousin,” Sam says.

All eyes turn towards Bucky as he realizes that he is suddenly the center of the conversation. “I… Yeah, she’s good.” He stammers out.

“I, of course, gave her a piece of my mind before congratulating,” Tony says as he joins the group, “given the fact I am her father-in-law and wasn’t even invited to the wedding.”

“That’s… well… you’ve got a point.” Steve gave up his reasoning with Tony a long time ago.

“So, how’s Lady Y/L/N? Thor asks, gathering around them.

"Is she well?" he asks.

How could he tell them that you lied to him? That at this very moment you might be in pain or suffering. And here he is, getting ready to go on a mission halfway across the earth, like an idiot. He looks up and realizes that everyone was still looking at him, waiting for a full answer.

"She's not well," Steve says in a calming voice. He could see right through him.

“She lied to me about being alright. I could feel her body heat standing five feet apart Steve, she’s not well.” He finally admits.

“Well then, go back to her,” Thor says.

“What?” he looks at him.

“It's an intel mission Barnes, we’ll be fine. Please be with your girlfriend. She needs you." Tony says.

Bucky looks at Steve. He smiles at him, a silent understanding saying ‘yes, go for it!”

Bucky instantly turns a dark shade of pink, “Uh, we’re not… I mean.”

“Wait, are you not courting Lady Y/L/N?” Thor sounded genuinely offended.

“No... I didn’t tell her I liked her.” He looks at his shoes, not being able to meet someone in their eyes. He feels someone squeeze his arm and looks in that direction. It was Natasha.

“There are six of us. And we got aerial support from the country’s Air Force. Go get your girl.” She smirked at him. “Hell yeah!” Clint cheers and everyone joins him.

He shouts thanks to everyone, slapping Steve’s back for good luck, and runs out of the Quinjet.

And just as he was about to go to your room, he got an idea, one that would cheer you up more than anything.

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The door opened and in came a tall figure, holding all sorts of bags. You squinted your eyes to realize that it was Bucky.

You were in a dreamlike state, shifting in and out of consciousness and feeling dizzy. Your entire body was in pain, and your head was killing you. But then, you hear a knock on your door just when you decide to lean up on your elbows.

“It’s open, come in.” you sounded like a frog with the croak in your throat.

You laughed out loud. This was unbelievable. You knew Bucky always had a soft side and looking at this, you were witnessing the full force of it.

“Bucky?” you call out puzzled. "Yes, that's me." He answers, turning the lights on in your bedroom. Your room lit up as he kept everything on the table near your bed.

“I got you some chocolates and the multi-colored sour patches, some fresh fruits, vaporub, and…” he turns to you, holding an Ipad, “a shit ton of movies.”

“I thought you were on the mission.” You say, making space on your bed and scooting away to a corner. He takes the seat and turns to you, “It was an intel mission, half of the team is on it and they let me sit this one out.” Saying so he smiles, showing his pearly whites.

Up close, you could see the small wrinkles near his eyes and his scrunched-up nose. He looked like a really cute and cuddly bear.

“So, you want to spend the day with me?” you ask through your eyelashes, suddenly aware of your state sitting in front of him.

You were wearing an old pair of sweats and a hoodie you’ve had since high school; your hair was a mess and your room looked like it had been attacked by a tornado. Clothes, books, shoes everywhere. His eyes softened, realizing what you were thinking about. He quickly shoves the treats and the tab towards you, saying, "Pick any movie you like Y/N. I’ll be right here.” And he gets up.

He starts collecting everything that is thrown around the room and brings it to your bedside. "Bucky, you don't have to do this -" he gestures for you to stop.

“You can’t possibly think you can clean the whole room in that state. C’mon Y/N, let me do this. Your job is to choose a movie that won’t bore me to sleep like the last time.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault you don’t like ‘Me Before You'. I absolutely loved it.”

“It was sad.” He answers with a solemn tone, collecting the books and piling them on the table.

This time, you were sitting next to each other under the covers of your double bed. Bucky was leaning back on the headboard, his right arm slightly touching your fingers. You didn’t realize when but slowly your body was leaning towards his arm. You were feeling cozy and sleep was slowly taking over your body. And as Cher was plotting a makeover for the unpopular girl, your arm came in contact with his. “Damn, you’re so comfy.” You mumbled; your eyelids heavy with sleep, and you rested your head on his shoulder.

Your heart drops realizing that he didn’t like the story where the main couple did not end up together. So, you settled down for something funny and cute; Clueless. A movie Bucky loved instantly when you were introducing him to modern media.

The first time he saw it, the whole time he was saying, “Why do I feel like I’ve seen it before?" repeatedly. It wasn’t until you mentioned that it was based on a Jane Austen novel that he recalled reading it while hiding with Steve, Sam, and Natasha.

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Bucky never focused on the benefits of being a super soldier, being part of the darker side of what the serum did to his body for most of his life. Therefore, he found it quite difficult to do so. But ever since you connected, he found some upsides too, his body was capable of doing some things the others couldn’t.

Like smelling your lavender shampoo from across the briefing room, getting goosebumps whenever you touched him, noticing the details of your face, the fine lines around your eyes that looked so damn beautiful when you smile.

And currently feeling his heart drop hearing what you said. He shifted his focus from the screen to your face, now much closer than it have ever been before, as it rested on his shoulder.

All his heightened senses were on overdrive as soon as you snuggled up to him. Your head rested on his shoulder as you held his arm in a hug.

You looked adorable, and he felt you relax, realizing how his higher body temperature might be relaxing to you.

He carefully closed the iPad, keeping it on the nearby table and clearing the bed as much as he could with you clinging onto his arm. He gently adjusted your body to lie back on the bed, and when he tried to go away, you held onto his arm, murmuring, “don’t go” in such a small voice his heart melted.

His mind flashed back to all the times you silently slipped into his room after hearing his cries through your bedroom walls. How you got under the covers and held him as he slowly fell asleep.

—-/---

He smiled a small smile and lied next to you, covering you and him under the blanket, and as you snuggled closer to him in sleep, he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and fell asleep, the nightmares staying away this time, as you held each other in silence, at peace.

A/N - Thank you everyone for sticking with me till the end of this fic! if you liked it please let me know through the asks and the comments. Any and all requests, headcanons, and drabble requests about this AU is mostly welcome. Love y'all, Take Care!

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[mimikoolover]

so excited for the show, jikooks dynamic has always interested me because it’s quite different from the rest

(regardless what people say) JK&V have always had this bro type vibe to me, JK&Jin they have a bro vibe too but chaotically 😂 JK&RM for example is more like a hyung he idolises — then with JK&JM, even though the age difference is the same as with V, it’s always been different. I think Jimin’s emotional intelligence has a lot to do with it as well, but I’m just really looking forward to how the travel show pans out:’)

Because whilst Jimin is super mature and caring, he also can be quite chaotic too 😂 so I’m really looking forward to them being “free” and doing what they want, together! It’s been so long since they were in a subunit/btb together🫶

I totally agree. I actually love taekook's bond because they really were partners in crime but it had such a bro vibe. I think jungkook learnt a lot from jimin in terms of how to be nice to tae, beyond a bro-ish type of relationship. that vminkook live everyone hates is a good example, I think jungkook was very sweet with tae there and he also played along with stuff tae came up with so there was the playfulness there too. jk and jin I think are the most chaotic duo ever😂you can tell they adore each other but they will test each other's limits🤣jungkook with joon, yoongi and Hobi I think turns into more of a baby who looks up to his hyungs. I just love all their bonds but jikook have a special bond in general and within bts. they learnt what the other needs, like actually made the effort and they grew together beautifully. I will always think of the compilation of jungkook making jimin laugh when he could see that jimin was in his head and nervous about their work. and the one where he goes to jimin for (emotional) support. this is gonna sound really sad but I'm lowkey soooo jealous of jikook esp. now as an adult. and not because of a romantic relationship but discounting that, having a best friend like they are to each other must be so reassuring. like jungkook said they click on stage which must be awesome because performing is literally their favourite thing, so to have a special connection with someone as you're doing your absolute fave thing you live for must be special but then also off-stage they are always there for each other. I wish I was as passionate about something as they are about performing but then to have someone else to share it with too in a special way must be so nice😭but anyway even when they're working they're always goofing off together so yeah jimin can be chaotic too (and it's funny when he joins jinkook😂) so i can't wait to see it. i hope we get some bickering for good measure cause that'd be so funny too🤣

[dootiexcupcake]

I was wondering if you would be willing to write a Taki x Reader but the reader is K’s little sibling. I feel like K would be so protective of both of them 😂

Hiii !! Tysm for the ask I appreciate it 🖤srry for the late response btw!

But omg I absolutely love this concept of Kei’s little sibling crushing on Taki it’s so cute 😭

hope u enjoy 🖤🖤

I see Kei giving the most AUDACIOUS side eye when you start gushing over Taki because as you go on and on and on about how sweet Taki is, how funny he is, and how adorable he is, all K can think about is all the embarrassing and dumb stuff Taki has done.

And that’s only counting the things Taki has done in his presence…

Kei has no idea why his lovely little sibling has massive heart eyes for Taki but no matter how much K tries to get you to broaden your horizons (as he would put it), he can’t get you to shake this crush off.

After some time of you and Taki talking back and forth to one another he asked you to go roller skating with him! After you finished bouncing off the walls about It, you asked Kei to drop you off at the roller rink and to say K was shocked would be an understatement

“So he asked you to go out with him????”

“And you said yes??¡!?”

“And you meant it¿¿??”

Needless to say, it took a LOT of convincing on your end for Kei to let you guys to go out together. BUT on one condition….

Kei has to go with you as a chaperone and stay close by you two the whole time 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾.

“Moms orders, of course <3”

Although it was painfully obvious who’s order that really was, nothing was gonna stop you from going on this date/not date/hangout.

^ yeah, Kei is adamant about this being anything BUT a friendly gathering so there were some rules he put in place:

- no hand holding unless you are about to fall (But it’s only ok if you are gonna fall. Taki is on his own)

- no hugging

- no gazing longingly at one another

- when love songs play you both need to be OUT the rink

The rule list got cut short when K noticed the death stare you gave him so he made the very wise decision for you all to head inside!

Once you guys got in there (and Kei paid for your skates because he’s such a good big bro~) you and Taki could not WAIT to head to the rink and start skating.

Though you somehow forgot the fact that, ahem, you can’t skate. So guess what happens when you mix wheels strapped to your feet + a very clumsy, and let’s be honest, DISTRACTED you?

“Whoops!”

You yelped as you felt yourself slipping and tumbling backwards.

Luckily for you, Taki is quite used to roller skating and he came in just the knick of time to catch you as you fall! You looked up at him and laughed a bit to yourself and also out of bashfulness because, ‘oh my gosh Taki is H oL DING me right now don’t panic don’t panic don-‘.

“You alright?” Taki asks when you finally manage to stand upright, thanks to Taki offering his shoulders as support for your hands. You nod your head and thank him for what he did, but you did not notice the second death glare of the night from Kei…

“What was that!?” He says out loud to himself..like a normal person. K is so upset that you two broke literally ALL of the rules in a single moment, the audacity! He gets ready to roll over there and separate you both but he stops when he hears your cheery laugh and your eyes crest from a happy smile.

Kei loves seeing you like that.

He thinks for a moment and realizes that Taki really makes you happy. And it’s not like Kei doesn’t trust Taki, he’s known the kid for so long, and that might just be why he doesn’t want you with him. Funny enough he views Taki like another younger sibling that he can joke around and bicker with. But when it comes to stuff like this he’s lost and just immediately goes into over protective mode. He knows the both of you are young and he doesn’t want either of you to get hurt.

“But it’s not about me, now is it?” He says to himself (quietly this time) as he stares at you and Taki for a while and sighs. His kids are growin’ up, and he knows that the only way for them to grow and flourish is if they do it on their own. Not with a strong overbearing hand.

Kei turns around and rolls back to his original place behind the side lines and watches on with a small smile. When you guys are done he pull you and Taki in for a tight hug, much to both of your confusion.

But that confusion quickly fades away when K makes an offer neither of you can refuse.

“You guys deserve some lunch, I’m buyin!”

m.list | &team list

[madame-fear]

I’m happy to see request are finally opened again! Besides that, since it’s October and the leaves are turning into those pretty red,orange and yellow color 🍂 I wanna make a image/fanfic request with Dark Knight’s Jonathan Crane with his s/o.

They both like on a walk together, while on their walk the air starts to get colder and unfortunately for Jon, his hands get cold. He doesn’t say it but the reader knows his hands are freezing so.. since the reader is warm enough and not effected much by the cold,they hold both his hands to warm them up a bit, causing Jon to get flushed by their sudden action. Then the reader starts kissing his knuckles in a way to still keep his hands warm, which makes Jonathan’s face all red and him getting all shy/nervous. The reader notices and teases him on this and compares him to a red left 😂💕

(damn I forgot to mention the readers fem!! I thought about this while walking my puppy with my brother and saw a black cat while on our walk, long story short, I chased the cat and the kitty let me pet em🥹🤍)

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A/N: hhh so so cutee!!! This is literally ADORABLE and it was so fun to write!!🥺❤ I especially loved the CAT STORY AT THE END OMG I LOVE IT, I LITERALLY DO THE SAME WHEN SEEING A RANDOM CAT ON THE STREET🥲🤧 Anywaysss! Hope you enjoy this my dearest!! &lt;333

Pairing: DK! Jonathan Crane x Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluff. A bit too much. 🤭

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Red, as a Leaf | DK! Jonathan Crane x Fem!Reader

The sound of children laughing, combined with a soft breeze that made orange leaves fall from the trees and delicately end on the concrete floor of the park formed a beautiful environment, which was pretty unusual for a morbid, and corrupt city such as Gotham.

Holding yourself from your boyfriends arm, you looked at your surroundings as a contented sigh escaped your lips, noticing how rarely calm the moment was. “I wish Gotham could be like this more often, rather than being in constant mayhem. Don't you think, Jon?” Breaking the peaceful silence between you and your boyfriend, you turned around to look at him – who seemed pretty satisfied with how calm everything was. Jonathan nodded in agreement. “Absolutely, my dear.” He placed a loving kiss on the top of your head before you kept walking around the park, making you smile and even, slightly blush.

The breeze started to slowly increase as minutes passed by, without you realising. As you were focused on the beauty of the sight, a sudden windy cold gently hit on your face, slowly blowing your hair a bit – which, of course, you had to tuck behind your ear some strands of hair so it wouldn't cover your eyes! Even if you did feel how cold the environment was getting, it didn't affect you as much as it usually would, since you were covered with a warm dark red coat that matched some of the leaves that were laying on the ground. You adjusted yourself a bit better to your boyfriends arm, until your hand accidentally grasped his – surprising you with how cold it felt. Not much to your surprise, he didn't even mention, or made a slight comment about how cold his hands were.

“Your hands are cold!” You exclaimed, causing Jonathan to turn around to look at you. You released your grip from his arms, and with both your hands, you held his. They looked perfect together, and created a nice temperature together, like puzzles pieces that fit. Jonathan lifted his sight to look at you, a warm reddish colour rosed on his cheeks at your loving act. “You shouldn't have bothered, love.” Jonathan quietly spoke, causing you to unconsciously shaking your head in disbelief at how little he asked for help. “Shush, your hands are a bit warmer now.” Before he could even open his mouth to once again protest against you worrying so much for him, you turned around to look at your surroundings – noticing a free bench that was available for the two of you to sit and rest. “Come, let's sit. I'm going to need to warm your hands a bit more.” Your voice was playfully teasing as you led your boyfriend to the bench, holding a tight grip on his hand. Of course, you noticed right away how his cheeks started turning into a more crimson coloured, and you loved it. You made him sit first, then, you sat by his side and focused once again on his cold hands.

“Poor baby, your hands are so cold! Next time, just tell me.” Jonathan pretended to be annoyed by the way you babytalked to him, but he couldn't deny that he quite enjoyed it when you did that, and often hoped for you to do that more often. Suddenly, you lifted both his hands – raising them to your lips – and placed a delicate kiss on his knuckles, provoking an even stronger blushing reaction as you kept peppering his hands with a bunch of small kisses as a way to keep his hands with warmth. “They're warmer, now. I prefer your hands this way.” You lowly cooed at him, lifting your sight to look into his icy blue eyes, and into his practically flustered as hell face. “Aw, would you look at yourself, baby! You're red, as a leaf.” Jonathan playfully rolled his eyes, but the blushing was still creeping on his cheeks. “Look at that leaf over there, you see it? Well, you're redder than it, even!” A soft chuckle escaped from you at how badly he was failing in hiding his blush. “I'm not blushing, love. It's just that–” Jonathan paused for a brief moment, trying to think of a proper excuse to his crimson-coloured cheeks. “Your warmth is contagious, and I'm red because....I'm warm now.” Now it was your turn to teasingly roll your eyes at his notoriously lame excuse, as his cheeks got even redder. “Oh, please. Listen to yourself.” You said, with the most teasing voice tone you could reach, only to keep provoking his flustered reaction.

Leaning closer to his body, you were practically inches away from his face, soft air coming from your lips hitting against each others faces. Tenderly, you placed a quick, and gentle kiss to his cold nose, which was as cold as his hands previously were; and even colder, if that was any more possible. Then, you stole a quick kiss from him, placing it now on his pinkish lips. Oh man, he loved it when you teased him this way, especially when he knew you know you have that strong effect on him. After having given him some more small kisses on the rest of his face, you re-adjusted yourself on your spot – looking with admiration at how lovestruck he seemed, and how blushy he was. It was truly a sight to appreciate.

“Your cold facade can't trick me anymore, Dr Crane. I know deep down inside, you're a soft, lovable boy who gets red as a leaf when kissed.”

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[daydream-cement]

Hope you're doing well <3 I saw that person ask about Larissa being an actual mom, h'bout she had an affair in her later years and has a son (she's a single mom... for now) who's around 8-10 yrs old and he's usually in school when she works- but during weekends she brings him to Nevermore? Maybe the story can be set during the parents weekend so it can shock Morticia 😂Thank you! Tbh just do as you wish with the prompt, I like ur creativity :D!

Larissa Weems’ Son

Authors Note: anon this request is amazing and you made me laugh bc i know i was absolutely crazy with my post about timelines of having kids xD i based this little boy after my sweet little neighbor boy

“Come on, bubby.” Larissa lovingly called to her son, using one of her many terms of endearment. George dashed down the hallway behind her, bound in his arms was his massive Encyclopedia of Sharks.

“Awh, mom. Can’t I stay in your office?” He whined, taking ahold of her hand and clumsily tucking the big book beneath his arm.

“Georgie, last time I left you in my office, you pulled out all the Nevermore historical artifacts and broke something.” Larissa teased. Her son was as deeply interested in history and science as she had been when she was his age.

He remained silent, a scowl gracing his features. He looked so much like his mother, his white blonde hair and nose, but his eyes were a reminder of Larissa’s drunken one-night stand with his father. They were a brilliant green. Regardless of who he got them from, she absolutely adored his sweet green eyes.

When they reached the quad, the older kids excitedly took him from Larissa. They loved doting on him and talking to him about all the things he read about. He went on and on about sharks and sea life, sometimes he even switched subjects to talk about what he would do if there was a zombie apocalypse. Enid Sinclair was one student in particular that loved George. She would sit with him for hours and listen to him talk, even actively participate in discussions about zombies.

Larissa left her son be with the students, knowing they would take wonderful care of him. She made it a point to mingle with various parents and guardians. Every so often she would glance back over to George as he sat between Yoko and Enid, enjoying his book.

It was the time she glanced over at him and saw Morticia Addams bending over the picnic table to speak to Georgie that Larissa knew she should check on him.

Larissa approached Georgie from behind, placing her hands on his small shoulders. He glanced up at her for only a moment before going back to telling Yoko about the intricacies of shark buoyancy.

“Larissa! Wonderful to see you. I didn’t know we were taking students this young.” Morticia was quick to the point, knowing exactly that this line of conversation would indirectly expose why this boy looked just like Larissa.

Larissa put on her best diplomatic smile and introduced her son, “This is my son, George.”

It was still no less shocking to hear. Morticia suspected this boy belonged to Larissa, but she also never expected her old roommate to have children. Her jaw hung open for a moment and she spoke again, her tone more genuine than cutting, “I’m really happy for you, Larissa.”

Larissa was taken aback. It wasn’t everyday that she received a statement from Morticia Addams that wasn’t tainted with a second meaning.

“Thank you, Morticia. He has been my greatest accomplishment.” Larissa raised a gloved hand to his blond locks and gently stroked his hair.

Morticia glanced to her husband and two kids. Pugsley and Gomez seemed to be chatting while Wednesday wore her usual look of annoyance, “I totally understand what you mean.”

[childotkw]

Jordan. Holy fuck. I discovered ybtm (ibty) a few months ago and have been stalking your account since because holy shitbballs what the fuck. I absolutely adore your writing and how you have made your story. literally never been so fucking invested. AND FOR FREE?????? I simply don't understand how you do it!!!! literally feel like throwing up. amazing chapter. I'm so excited to see what happens next now that Harry's up!! and how orion is!! God I missed him.

anyways, hope you're well. don't push yourself, make sure you eat and drink enough water, and get lots of rest when you need it. I hope you have a wonderful fucking day ♡♡♡

I don’t know why but this one made me laugh! But it’s so good to see everyone so excited again! And Orion - don’t worry, we’ll see our boy first up next chapter! I’ll crack his lil head open so we can have a peek into his brain. He’s definitely having Thoughts, is all I’ll say 😂

Thank you, darling 🥰😘😘 I hope you have a wonderful fucking day too!

(And my big brain plan is to get people super invested in the free shit so that when I eventually write my original stuff you’ll take the chance on me 🤣)

[pinkrelish]

I just finished the new chapter after going right back to the start and god this story has me in a choke hold.

Alyson, the new chapter is so beautifully written.

The pacing, the tension, the god damn whole thing had me desperately stumbling after these horny pining fools every step of the way, right up to Eddie physically shaking Mouse when they realised they were alone.

Which made me bark out a laugh in the middle of my office.

One thing I really want to mention and praise you on is your minor origional characters, honestly not one is just a name for dialogues sake, they are all full rounded brilliant cast members.

Everyones reason for leaving the garage to give them alone time felt so right and in character, it's really a testament to you as a writer.

Also on my second read through I absolutely fell in love with Robin's parents.

Robin's mum whispering into the remote while clutching it to her face during wheel of fortune, god is such a tiny thing but it left a huge impact on me seeing her character.

And Robin's dad. That man is adorable, so frank and lovely, him talking about the Munson boy getting lucky while they all rifled through Mouses's underwear had me howling.

They're such a small parts of this beautiful world you've created but I honestly just fell in love with them.

Anyways, sorry for the ramble. You're great and thank you for the words ❤

thank you so, so much for this sweet message! it means the world to me that people would re-read this series, and take the time to write up things they liked about it like you did.

there were so many small details in the last chapter that had me smiling while writing, like eddie's enthusiasm when he realized they were alone, and the whole revenge thing with the soda. never thought i'd introduce temperature play via a vending machine in a smut scene when i set out to write this story, but hey. 😂

and truly, thank you for noticing my cast of characters! i've forgotten a lot of those small details i gave robin's parents, and i'm so used to mentioning carl/kevin/mr. moore at this point i forgot they are OCs technically. 😅 i'm introducing another oc in chapter 14 in a scene i've been so eager to write, i hope people like him too. ❤️

again, this was so incredibly sweet, and made my day. thank you!

[starleska]

girl i am just SO curious since we have the same type and all abt your thoughts on Cagney Carnation from Cuphead 👀

oh hell yes!!! thank you for giving me an excuse to talk about the deranged flower again 😳💖💖💖 i adore Cagney Carnation. who doesn't?? such a captivating design - one part mob boss, one part flower, one part monstrous abomination with some very sexy teeth 🙈🙈 Cuphead is one of those franchises i have a tonne of f/os from: Cagney Carnation, Chef Saltbaker, Werner Werman, King Dice, Baroness Von Bon Bon...and doubtless the next time i revisit the fandom someone else's wonderful fanart will tip me into fixation for another character 😂 but Cagney is special...i totally get why we all went feral for him 😂💖 he's yet another instalment in the 'characters with long supernumerary appendages who could easily rip us apart' roster...the incredible strength, his silly little dance, and how absolutely badass his final form is, it's no wonder he's so beloved!! easily one of the best and most iconic fights in the whole game with a banging song, and so many fun details. i went back and S-ranked him recently and felt on top of the world 🙈

listen, i am down so bad it's not funny 😂 Cuphead really does lend itself to so much creativity and fandom fun...feels very much like Don't Hug Me I'm Scared in that way. whether folks are drawing him as a grumpy lil flower, an Eldritch abomination or a handsome gijinka, there's no version of him i don't like;;; OH!!! have you heard Man on the Internet's lyric cover of Floral Fury? he'll forever be my headcanon voice for Cagney (until we get an official one, of course 😉). for now, all we have to go off of is his laugh, which is...um...🥴 i even made a little Cuphead OC to ship with him!! their name's Aster, and they're a star from Hilda Berg's moon phase 🥰 it's been a while since i made them, and i'd love to revisit the universe and make more OCs...i think everyone should try their hand at making one for Cuphead selfship purposes, it's great 🙈 i am still devastated that we didn't get him in the previous 'season' of The Cuphead Show. Netflix fuckery continues to blight us, but i'm still holding out hope!! did you know that storyboard artist Karl Hadrika shared a still from a current 'lost episode' of the show, showing Cagney with his tommy gun? 👀 i'm still very hopeful that bc The Cuphead Show is so staggeringly popular that we will get another season...but until then, we gotta sit tight and gush about Cagney amongst ourselves 🥺💖

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Hiiii loveliest Minnie!! 💕💕💕

I know it’s been WAY too long since I’ve been in your asks screaming, which is honestly a travesty, but I’m here now!

And I’m here because I’m FURIOUS with Chris. He’s just…he looks so fucking good and he’s being all like THIS:

And it honestly drives me insane 😫😫😫 He’s looking so ridiculously good and happy and excited and dorky and HOT and stupid and UGHH when will it END????? (I hope never)

I know that you’re still catching up on Chris content (like me), and this freaking movie isn’t even here yet and he’s already killing me. Just…those eyes!!! The grey patches in his beard!! His whole stupid entire face!! The outfits!!! 😭

UGHHHHH. I honestly love him soooo much and this look makes me want to cry and scream and bite and idk where I was going with this ask but yeah I’m going slightly crazy & I wanted to yell at someone about it 😂

I hope you’re having a lovely, not so busy day today!! I love youuuuu 💕💕💕💕

MAYAAAAAAAAAAAA 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Man, I love you 🥺 Thank you for sending me not one but two extremely relatable and slightly, endearingly unhinged asks today!!! I can always count on you feeling the exact same overwhelming feelings about this guy (about both guys, really) and it's such a joy to yell and scream and thrash on the floor about him with you 🥰 💕

Now, about Christopher. HE LOOKS. SO GOOD. I'm honestly a little (i.e. a lot) mad about it too, because you'd think that at some point he'd stop looking better than ever, or he'd have an off day sometime, but nooooooooo. Not Chris Evans. Chris Evans laughs in the face of off days. Chris Evans simply doesn't acknowledge their existence, let alone has them. Chris Evans only knows on days, and he only knows how to get BETTER looking, not worse. It's really fucking annoying and life ruining, actually 😫

THE GREY IN HIS BEARD ☠️☠️ and his pretty pretty eyes, his fluffy hair that I desperately want to touch and his gorgeous beard and stupidly cute knitted shirts that just make him look like the world's most stylish grandpa, I just klsdgndlkk 😤😤😤😤 I'm so glad that he's looking so happy and healthy and thriving, but GOD, could he just have a tiny little bit of compassion with us for once, maybe?????? This level of gorgeousness and adorability is just rude and unnecessary 😭 Absolute life ruiner, this man. And like you said, we haven't even caught up with everything yet and the movie isn't even out yet, so it's only going to get worse from here 🥴

I LOVE YOU TOO, HONEY <33 Sending the biggest hug imaginable!

p.s. while your ask was loading, he made this face and I just thought it was worth sharing:

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Hi, it’s me, Fanfic Anon #2. I’ve been thinking about this one a little off and on for a bit, and decided to just write it up and submit it anyways, even though I’m a little nervous about it. Even when there is a lot of love, families, especially blended ones, can pose some tricky questions to navigate. Plus, kids say the damnedest things ha ha. I hope you all enjoy.

"Daddy?" Emma asked, suddenly appearing at his feet, looking up at him with her wide eyes full of a burning curiosity that reminded him of his wife (he smiled to himself thinking, "I wonder where she got that from?")

"Yes, sweetie?" he asked, leaning over to scoop her up in to his arms and on to his lap, pressing a kiss to her cheek with an exaggerated "smack!" He loves being a grandfather. Sometimes, he thinks, it’s his second favourite title (behind “husband” of course).

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You can ask me anything, you know that."

"Even if maman says it’s a ‘rude’ question?"

"Well now you have to ask, I’m curious what your mother could think would be rude to ask me."

"Why does maman call you ‘Manu’? Why does she call someone else ‘papa?’" she asked with her childlike innocence, not understanding at her young age the intricacies of their blended family.

He knew this day was coming eventually, the day that the little ones realized he wasn’t their blood relative. He just hoped it wouldn’t change the way this sweet little girl in his arms, and her siblings and cousins, all of whom hold his heart in their tiny hands, would look at him.

He sighed before trying to explain in the way he thought a four year old would understand, "well, that’s because I’m not your mother’s father."

"Your not?" She asked him in shock, her world clearly shifting on its axis in response to the revelation.

"No, your grandmother was married to another man before me. And they had your mother and your aunt and your uncle, long before she met me."

"But why didn’t Mamie wait for you?" she asked, offended on his behalf that Brigitte would ever have even looked at another man, even though he knows she loves Brigitte’s ex-husband as he knows she loves all her grandparents.

He laughed at that, deciding now wasn’t the best time to go into why Brigitte couldn’t have waited for him, and they never had children together, he settled on a safe, and true, answer. "Because if she did then your mother, and your aunt and uncle, wouldn’t exist. You wouldn’t exist either. And we wouldn’t want that, would we?"

"No. I like that I exist."

"I like that you exist too. I like it a lot."

"Daddy?" she asked after a long moment of silence as she processed the information.

"Yes, sweetie?"

"I’m glad you’re my Daddy."

"I’m glad I’m your Daddy too, sweetie." He pressed another kiss to her cheek at that, never wanting her to doubt for a single second just how much he loved her. She was his granddaughter, biology be damned.

His response seemed to satisfy her for now, as she jumped out of his lap and started towards the next room, calling after Brigitte, "Mamie! Why did you marry someone else before Daddy? How could you do that to him?"

Hellooo fanfic Anon #2! ❤️

Hahaha if you knew how much this piece made me laugh in an adorably way! There’s really nothing better than children’s innocence 😂

Emma being all offended that Brigitte didn’t wait for Emmanuel and married someone else before him hahahah but the “how could you do that to him?” line just absolutely conquered me 😂 Really nicely played! (Well, written hahaha)

Thank you so much, fanfic Anon #2! ❤️❤️❤️