#and for the delightful picture of your cat 🥺

[animeomegas]

Hello! Recently I'm having Haku brainrot.

Can I request Haku spending his heat with his Alpha. It didn't need to be NSFW(maybe they are cuddling in his nest🥺🤧) honestly, I just want to spoil him and kiss him lmaoo

(Understandable, anon, I too am often plagued by brainrot XD)

Post-Heat Relaxation with Haku

Sometimes, your mate reminded you of a cat.

Not all the time, of course. He loved swimming, smelling his herb garden, and he quite frankly thrived in freezing temperatures, likely due to a side effect of his bloodline limit. In those regards, he was very human.

And yet now, as you watched him lounge on the window seat, naked and stretched out, languishing in the sun, you couldn't help but draw a comparison.

Haku had a kind of aura that drew others in, lulled them into a sense of security and safety, like a siren at sea, and as his mate, you were not the exception to that power.

You were supposed to be cleaning up. Only one of the two large bags of nesting supplies were clean, and none of the back up supplies were out yet, but Haku's power was too strong. When you heard the little contended purrs that he was letting out, you simply couldn't resist approaching him.

"The nest is almost ready for rebuilding," you said gently, crouching down by the window seat and resting your cheek on the smooth, warm skin of his bare waist. You pressed a kiss there and Haku hummed in delight.

"There's no rush, I'm quite happy here." Haku stretched languidly, grumbling pleasantly at the stretch. "The sun is so lovely today."

Yes, you thought, amused, definitely a cat.

"Not as lovely as you."

Haku smiled, his stomach jumping in amusement under your cheek. You pressed a couple more kisses to the heated skin before sitting upright. His hair was still damp from his earlier bath and you couldn't resist running your fingers through it, careful to avoid tugging on any tangles.

"How are you feeling?"

"Amazing," he breathed, closing his eyes again.

"Are you sure?" you asked, still stroking his hair. "Your heat was more intense than usual this year, and if I'm tired, you must be."

He laughed lightly, "I'm sure I'm fine, stop worrying so much, silly." He turned his gaze back towards the window, seemingly happy to gaze at his much loved garden.

You remembered the first ever nest Haku had built when he moved to Konoha. Well, you hadn't been allowed inside it at the time, but you remembered him speaking about building it inside his wardrobe. Wardrobe's weren't an uncommon place for omegas to utilise for nest building, but for Haku it had been a sign of his anxiety in a new place.

Now, here, he seemed so much more at home, where nature bled through to where he was nesting, where he could bask in a cool summer's breeze and warm patches of sunlight. The idea of him being contained in a small, dark wardrobe didn't feel right at all.

You had provided this den, this home, for him, and he felt safe here. Your omega felt so safe, he could lay naked, in front of an open window, at one of his most vulnerable moments. Your stomach clenched, as every instinctual part of you purred in delight.

"Just call me back over when it's time for me to rebuild the nest," he said, yawning. "I might take a nap here."

You ran your hand from his hair, down his body, appreciating the subtle curves and grooves as you went, "Okay, darling, have a good nap."

"I will." His beautiful eyes fluttered closed. He was the picture of contentment.

You nuzzled into his neck, placing one final kiss on his newly refreshed mating mark, before stepping away to continue washing the soiled fabrics of his nest.

[crescentfool]

What are your ryomina headcanons? I've loved these two since I played P3 FES, and I'm so excited to get back into the fandom^^

hi!! thank you so much for the ask, welcome back to the p3 fandom, it's always a delight to see new and old ryomina fans alike! 🥺💛💙

as for headcanons, here's a "few" i that i tend to come back to a lot! my interpretations of them are influenced from both the source material and other's fanworks, so i've linked to them as i saw fit! hcs in no particular order under the cut because oops this got long (900 word bullet point list, mentions of reload content up to 1/1)

minato's hair is dyed blue (hair originally brown, you can see it in his roots!) and he has a beauty mark on under his left eye. i like mirror imagery and there's definitely a few arts i've rb'd that portray them this way :) (e.g. this one by feliichu and this one by marasschino)

as far as i'm concerned the bathhouse scene from the manga where ryoji's hair down = similar shape to minato? that is canon to me. this art from xierru is a fun depiction of hair down ryoji :D

ryoji is homeless. everyone say thank you foxmulder_whereartthou for this awesome fic it's why i have the headcanon! but like seriously. we have no idea where ryoji lives and i could believe this.

minato dying at the end of the game is sad to an outsider's POV BUT!!! ryomina gets to be together in death for the rest of their lives (this illustration from mafuwara is a gorgeous representation of them as nyx avatar + the seal)!

speaking of the seal, they are like telepathically communicating to me in the great seal together. (mymp3 had a comic wip with this. give it a looksie :D)

ryoji likes cuddling with minato because he's warm :) (something something orpheus has fire affinity, minato is warm by extension and ryoji is cold because he's death)

ryoji's camera roll is filled with pictures of minato! ryoji... loves life, to me. and i feel that photography and journaling are perfect ways of expressing gratitude and capturing the moments in life that are most important to you :3

my other favorite activity for these two is stargazing- i feel like it's something they could appreciate either in life or death (looking at the stars from the great seal...)! they do a bit of this in the fic eurydice's vow by crescentmoontea (P5R spoilers, takes place in third sem it's a very fun fic concept).

between ryoji and minato i feel like ryoji was the one who fell in love first- and it doesn't really click in place for minato that he loves ryoji until december hits (appriser reveal + ryoji transforming into thanatos). its about the realization that ryoji was with him for his whole life and that he gets him like no one else does.

ryoji is like a sad and wet puppy who is so scared minato won't like him back. he is so scared of being rejected by minato to me like. this boy straight up deflates after he does his "i know i said i wanted us to be friends, but... i actually want to be something more." / "what about you?" on 12/1 ???

AND SPEAKING of wet puppy ryoji. ryoji is like. every animal in the world to me. he's a bird. he's a cat. etc. and also ryoji knows every language in the world ever and uses it to express his love for minato. see this fic from superheroics to see what i mean.

both of them are lactose intolerant. "this isn't lactose, it's milk!" i definitely think ryoji would make himself sick eating ice cream and milk he doesn't know what lactose is. (i made a silly poll about this once and the tags were very entertaining.)

i see minato as transmasc or nonbinary depending on the day (schrodinger's headcanons babey they're simultaneously true and not true at the same time!!). either way he's not cis to me and ryoji is like. His Gender. anyway go read this fic by nail_gun for t4t ryomina :D !

ryomina are WEIRD GUYS TO ME!!! they are so strange and they understand each other better than anyone else because of the circumstances of their relationship!!! if you asked them to do the "i wonder what i taste like" meme i think they'd start biting each other (affectionate) tbh but that's just me.

after ryoji gives minato the music box in 12/31 on reload, minato listens to the music box every night in january. this boy has insomnia and also chronic illness to me (things that housing death does to you). but i think he finds comfort in the melody and memories he made with ryoji.

in general, i think it's fun to imagine minato taking ryoji to places and show him things he's interested in! i feel that ryoji takes a lot of interest in minato's life, this isn't really a hc because in reload, minato DOES give ryoji a tour of the school (11/9) and possibly port island (11/12). but ITS CUTE OK! (tangentially related fanwork: this series of doodles from vinnigami: 1, 2, and 3)

not a hc but minato's kindness is like the backbone of their relationship and i think we would not have the ryomina we know and love today if minato wasn't such a kind soul. oh minato.... we can learn so much from you... like ryoji did!

anyway! that's all the hcs that i could think of, thank you for the ask! i had a lot of fun answering this, these two mean a lot to me 💛💙

i hope you don't mind the links to the fanart and fanfic as well, the fanwork people have made for ryomina have really made an imprint on me! if you want to see more of them, i definitely recommend looking through my tag for them because oh. i got a lot of them reblogged alright 😂 (<- SOOO NORMAL)

[russellsppttemplates]

Hallo 🤗, i want to say thank you far all the glorious and marvellous stories you had written (my ask or all the other). It was such a delightful experience that gave me all the fluffiness, made me all smiley, kicked my feet and all. Thank you for spending your time to write all of that , and i hope it has been a wonderful experience for you just as it does to me ( and i am sure to all others too). With that i wish you all the best and may everything work out for you and you can do it

Here is a cute cat photo that i took, for your encouragement (if you are a cat person of course. If not then sadly I don't have a dog picture with me though)

Hiiii, dear!

You can't imagine how surprised I was when I saw this in my inbox 🥺 thank you so much for sending this in, my day got so much brighter after this 🤍✨️

I know that I do this, ultimately, because I want to, but to know that you (and other people, too!) are enjoying it makes it so much better. I love this little corner we've created and I'm comforted by the fact that it brings you joy and comfort, too!

Things are looking up (I'm assuming you're talking about my looking for a job situation), I got called back for the last step of recruitment, so I'm crossing my fingers and doing my best about it! Thank you for the support and encouragement 🤗🥹✨️

I have a cat and two dogs, to who I speak like they're my children, so this picture is very much welcomed! They're so gorgeous, I love them! The little spots are deliciously cute 🫠🤗

I wish you all the best, truly 🤗 *makes air kisses sounds*

[erabundus]

anonymous &&. said... I will forever enjoy seeing Ren and Kazuha on my dash. The way you and Milla write is so beautiful like it really feels like you guys are writing a story together of your muses. I'm enjoying every moment of it. ~A big KazuRen fan!!

ANON,  THIS  IS  SO  SWEET ...  🥺i  always  feel  so  incredibly  fortunate  to  have  met  such  a  wonderful  rp  partner and friend.  milla  is  a  delight  to  write  with  and  i  enjoy  each  and  every  one  of  our  threads  very  much.  i  never  feel  pressured  to  hold  ren  back  or  have  him  act  in  a  way  that  seems  out  of  character  simply  to  suit  a  certain  storyline  —  we  just  allow  our  muses  to  do  whatever  comes  naturally  to  them  in  the  moment  and  work  things  out  from  there.  it's  been  an  amazingly  refreshing  experience,  and  i  think  it  probably  helps  contribute  to  why  kazuren's  development  seems  so  organic.  

and  it's  so  cool!  to  write  a  ship  with  someone!  who  is  just  as  excited  about  it  as  i  am!  i  never  feel  like  i'm  bothering  milla  when  i  ramble  about  our  muses.  we  spend  a  lot  of  time  sharing  fanart  and  headcanons  and  kazuren-coded  cat  pictures.  i've  been  writing  on  tumblr  for  a  very  long  time,  but  i've  never  met  someone  i'm  just  so  comfortable  brainrotting  with.  we  clicked  really  quickly  and  it's  been  an  unforgettable  experience  ever  since.  (  it  feels  like  we've  been  friends  for  so  much  longer  than  we  have!  both  of  our  blogs  will  be  one  year  old  next  month!  )  this  ship  makes  us  incredibly  happy,  and  it's  so  nice  to  hear  there  are  other  people  out  there  who  have  fun  with  it  as  well!

[angelbaby-fics]

I posted 1,389 times in 2022

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I tagged 908 of my posts in 2022

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#agere fic - 31 posts

#friends - 31 posts

#stucky x little!reader - 30 posts

#queue 🧸 - 27 posts

#steve x little! reader - 20 posts

Longest Tag: 126 characters

#especially because executive dysfunction sometimes makes it hard to get things done so i imagine steve & bucky helping me ☺️☺️

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hii🥺💗 I had a daddy!stucky request where bucky loses the reader’s favourite stuffie and won’t stop crying until steve gets her a new bucky bear stuffie

Daddy Cat

Summary: Bucky loses your favorite stuffy while on a mission, but Steve knows just how to fix it.

Word count: 1470

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: Thank you so much for this request, its so cute!! 🥰💕 I changed it up just a little bit to fit an idea I've had since I first saw that cat picture lol. Special thanks to @haleybr for helping me find it!! Also I was feeling kind of artistic today so I made a little moodboard to go with the fic, I hope you guys like it 💕🐈

“Okay, bye bye Bubba, be a good little kitty! I’m gonna miss you so much!!” You kissed the plush grey kitten on its hard plastic nose before shoving it to the bottom of Bucky’s backpack, under the clothes so he could be cushioned on his trip. This was a little tradition of yours: every time one of your daddies had to go on a mission, you’d sneak a stuffy into their bag to keep them company while they’re away from you. You zipped the backpack up and put it back in its place near the door. Just then, Bucky entered the room, and you knew what that meant.

“Oh, pumpkin, you know I hate to leave you.” Bucky said, lifting you up and propping you on his left hip. You nuzzled into his shoulder while he rubbed your back, kissing you on the head before setting you back down.

“I miss you already.” You whispered shyly, looking down at your socks.

“I’m not even out the door yet, doll, you love me that much?” Bucky laughed, tousling your hair.

You smiled and jumped up to your tippy-toes to give Bucky a kiss on the cheek. Steve joined the two of you at the door, taking you in his arms as he knew goodbyes were always hard. With you in his arms, he leaned over to Bucky, the three of you embracing for what felt like too short of a moment before Bucky said his final goodbyes and headed out the door.

“Okay, baby, what are we gonna do today?” Steve asked, turning to you. Your brain still focussed on missing your daddy, you only shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, how about this?” Steve carried you to his room where he picked up a bag before walking you back to the living room, setting both you and the bag on a mat on the floor. “Go ahead, honey.” He motioned towards the bag.

You leaned over, peeking in to reveal a massive set of new Play Doh colors and plastic accessories. You squealed with delight, immediately getting started building a little farm while Steve watched with pride.

Hours passed, Steve reminding you to put your Play Doh away after a while so it wouldn’t dry out. He made you lunch and you curled up on the couch to watch some cartoons as the day went on, until it was evening, and Bucky was calling to say goodnight. He spoke to Steve first, telling him how the mission was going so far, while you eagerly leaned over, trying to hear your daddy’s voice. You caught snippets of the conversation through Steve’s replies, vaguely aware that Bucky was mad about something, but nothing big enough for you to get worried. Finally, it was your turn, and Steve passed the phone to you.

“Hey babydoll!” “DADDY!!” You shouted into the phone

You spoke for a few minutes, telling Bucky all about the Play Doh farm you’d made and the pasta Steve made for lunch before finally asking the question that had been weighing on your mind.

“How’s Bubba?”

Bucky hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Oh he’s good, baby!”

“Can I say goodnight to him?” “Uhh, well he already fell asleep! He was so tired from helping me out today!”

“Okay… Well, give him a kiss for me and make sure he doesn’t have bad dreams!” You said, not wanting to sound too disappointed that your favorite stuffy had fallen asleep without you.

“Of course, babydoll, and you give papa a kiss for me too, okay?” “Okay daddy, I love you.”

“I love you too, angel. I can’t wait to see you when I get home tomorrow!”

You handed the phone back to Steve who said his goodbyes before hanging up the phone and wrapping his arm around you.

“Alright baby, how about a special treat for tonight. Do you wanna order pizza?”

“Yes yes yes!” You jumped off the couch, bouncing and clapping your hands while Steve laughed and started dialing the delivery number.

With the sun fully down and your tummy full of pizza, Steve carried your exhausted self into his and Bucky’s room, knowing you preferred to sleep there when one of them was gone. As soon as you hit the soft mattress, you curled into Bucky’s pillow, inhaling his smell as you felt Steve crawl under the covers behind you and rubbing your back soothingly as you drifted off to sleep.

You jumped up out of bed when you heard Bucky’s key in the lock of the door, nearly knocking him over with your hug as he walked into the home.

“WELCOME HOME DADDY!!! Did you have fun?” You asked, laughing as he picked you up and spun you around.

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772 notes - Posted February 9, 2022

#4

reader being in little space and being so i love with her new toy but bucky just got a fresh hair cut and new Cologne new clothes new everything and reader is so stunned she slowly walks on to him grabs his face and says something like “so pretty dada” like a disney prince and just keep staring at him for the rest of the day/week 🥺💋 (love your work btw)

Like A Prince

Summary: Bucky gets a haircut and you can't stop staring

Word count: 850

Pairing: Daddy!Bucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: I love this request so much! I've included some pictures under the cut of how I imagined his hair looking before and after while I was writing! I"m quite partial to his tfatws look 🥰 This takes place (as all my fics do) in a universe where littles are commonplace & accepted in society! Also, I’ve taken to nicknaming Bucky “buba” when in littlespace… kind of just a baby-fied way of saying his name... Bucky Barnes, get it?? Hopefully you guys like that haha 💕

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793 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

#3

Hi! I was wondering if I could send in a request???

Here it is: A very sleepy r. Trouble waking baby up from naps. Especially mornings. Just curls back up and ignores everyone. Half asleep during entire morning routine and nodding off at breakfast with like mouth full or face in the food idk. Definitely not self projecting w this lol. Steve Bucky or both idrc

Thank you if you decide to do it!! This is my first time requesting to you! 💗💗🥰🧸

Sleepyhead

Word Count: 750

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem terms used)

A/N: omg this was almost hard to write because i had SO much coffee today i am bouncing off the walls lol 😝 but steve & bucky are so cozy i wish i could fall asleep with them lol i think i'd have the most relaxed sleep of my life 😌🛌

“Wakey wakey, baby!”

Steve swiped his thumb across your forehead, attempting to gently rouse you from sleep as Bucky threw the curtains open. The morning sunlight hitting your face made you turn out of Steve’s grasp and into the nest of blankets, pillows, and stuffies you’d gathered up during the night. You smiled as you inhaled the lingering scent of the lavender mist that your daddies sprayed over your pillowcases before bed. With the light of the sun now out of your face but the warmth of it filling the room, you began to slowly drift away back into slumber.

Until Steve pulled the blanket off you.

“Come on, honey, rise and shine.” He whispered, still trying to coax you out of sleep as opposed to forcing you.

“Mmmmmnnnnoooooooooo…” You mumbled into the pillow, kicking your legs around, trying to find any warmth you could on the bedsheet.

Bucky came to join Steve at the side of your bed, laying his left hand across your back. The cold touch of the metal made your eyes pop open, and you squinted and blinked a few times before finally turning around with a stretch and a yawn to face your two daddies. “Ooh, big stretch baby!” Bucky said, which made you giggle a little bit.

Steve leaned towards you, the tip of his nose brushing yours which caused you to go crosseyed and giggle some more.

“Are you ready for breakfast babydoll?” He asked.

“Mmmaybe…” You mumbled, your eyelids starting to droop a little again.

“What if I told you it's pancakes with chocolate chips and a cherry on top?” He bargained, perking you up a bit more.

“And whipped cream and chocolate syrup?”

Steve took in a sharp breath. “Ohh, I don’t know about all that. How about if you get dressed by yourself, you can pick one or the other?”

You weighed your options before ultimately shaking your head. You decided the extra toppings simply weren’t worth the effort of getting out of your comfy pajamas. Steve laughed, somewhat surprised at your decision but not wanting to fight it. He knew you had a sweet tooth and besides, he didn’t really want you to have that much sugar first thing in the morning.

“You want me to carry you too?” Steve asked, sensing you were a little smaller in your tired state.

You nodded with a smile, your eyes falling closed again as you felt Steve’s strong arms lifting you out of the comfort of the bed. You latched your limbs around his large frame, soaking up his warmth and his comforting scent. You’d almost fallen back asleep when he let you down on the dining chair. Bucky set a stack of pancakes on the placemat in front of you and kissed your head.

“Here you are, your highness. Daddy’s famous chocolate pancakes!” He said with a grin.

You picked up the plastic fork and began to dig in, a chocolate chip melting on your tongue as you sighed happily.

“I’m gonna go get your clothes out, okay sleepyhead?” Steve asked, and you nodded, not even bothering to look over at him.

The mix of the warm and sweet breakfast, Steve’s kiss to your cheek before he left towards your bedroom, the soft jazz music Bucky had playing over the speakers, and your warm footie pajamas still had you ensnared in sleep, even as you tried to eat your breakfast. Bucky was cleaning up the kitchen when he called out to you.

“How are they, bub? I added some chocolate syrup anyway, don’t tell papa okay?” He asked, but there was no answer.

Bucky turned around to find you with your head resting on the dining table, strands of your hair strewn across the plate, a snore softly escaping your parted lips. Bucky frowned just as Steve walked back into the room.

“Honey, I think somethings wrong. She fell back asleep, I don’t know why!” Bucky said with concern.

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923 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#2

stucky x little!reader

What if during the night someone breaks into their home…daddies were up anyway in the bedroom with little one that was sleeping in their bed. but when they hear the commotion downstairs, it wakes up little one and she starts tearing up because she’s scared….but one of the daddies goes to call back up while the other one stays behind to calm little one down…

You can do really whatever you want with this story 🤍

Safe Room

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: Mob!Stucky x Little!Reader

Warning: Slightly darker than my usual fics due to the mob AU! Nothing too scary I hope!!

A/N: Sorry I changed it up a little!! :O if you want something closer to your original request I’d be happy to write it!! This is just what came to me while I was writing so I went with it lol <3 I'm very excited to see The Gray Man soon and it inspired me to try writing some Mob!Stucky, a trope I love but have never written before!! Also the paci is a reference one I just bought from @princeminnow and I highly recommend you guys check out his blog! Anyways, I hope you all enjoy!!

You had your own bedroom, painted your favorite color with a big comfy bed and lots of blankets. Shelves lined the walls, filled to the brim with stuffies and toys, as well as your ever expanding collection of little gear. The closet doors almost couldn’t close over the amount of both practical clothing and dress up costumes you had. Despite all this, however, your bedroom was not your favorite room in the house. It’s not that you weren’t thankful or that you didn’t like it - you loved it after all! But if you got to choose, you’d spend every moment you could in Steve and Bucky’s room, engulfed in their scent and aura. 

That's where you found yourself on this particular night, one hand tangled up in Bucky’s fingers, the other around your stuffy. You hadn’t meant to fall asleep there, only meaning to get some evening cuddles while Bucky read his book, but when your eyes started to feel heavy, you didn’t fight it. Your mouth hung open, having fallen asleep without a paci, and Bucky didn’t want to risk waking you by getting up to get you one. Besides, Steve would be home any minute now, and not only could he go retrieve a pacifier for you, but would also get the treat of seeing you curled up with Bucky. He needed it after the day he’d had. 

Bucky heard Steve unlock the door and hoped he’d enter quietly, but when the closing of the door was followed by a harshly whispered curse word, Bucky immediately knew something was wrong. He heard Steve climb the stairs, two or three at a time, as fast as he could towards the bedroom. Steve didn’t even have time to take in the adorable sight in front of him, nor Bucky the time to ask Steve what was wrong. Steve scooped you up as gently as he could, hoping not to wake you. If the change in position didn’t wake you, he feared his rapid heartbeat or the quake in his voice would.

“Someone’s in the house.” He said quietly, hoping to convey the urgency of the situation to Bucky as quickly as possible. “We need to get her to the safe room now.”

Bucky nodded, immediately getting up out of bed and crossing the room to the closet where he kept some weapons. 

“You take her, keep her calm. I’ll take care of this.” Bucky said in his stubborn way.

“No, they already know I’m here, they don’t need to know anyone else is home.” Steve replied, trying to hand you to Bucky.

“I’m not letting you face this alone.”

“We can’t leave her alone!” Steve countered, knowing Bucky couldn’t argue with that.

Bucky took you from Steve’s arms, grateful that you hadn’t woken up in all the commotion yet.

Then a crash came from downstairs. Your face scrunched up as you debated whether the noise was worth waking up over, but another curse word from Steve’s lips made your eyes shoot open. 

“Daddy what?” You muttered, voice heavy with sleep. 

“Shhh angel, everything’s alright,” Steve whispered to you, “just go back to sleep babydoll.” 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, clinging onto him as the commotion downstairs continued.

“Daddy what’s goin on?!” You cried, starting to panic.

Bucky and Steve exchanged a glance.

“Take her. I’ve got this.” Bucky said, coldly and quietly so as to express his urgency to Steve without scaring you further. Steve nodded as Bucky got dressed, hiding a gun in his waistband.

“Hey honeybear, we’re gonna go on a little late night adventure, okay? But you gotta stay really quiet and be a good girl for Daddy, alright?”

You knew Steve well enough to know that he was trying his hardest. Even though he protected you from the truth, the big part of your brain knew that your daddies dealt with dangerous people. Even though they kept their business as far from you, their little girl, as they could, you still noticed every time one of them came home with a black eye or blood on their shoe. You learned it was best not to question it. And even though Steve focused every cell in his body to keep you calm, you knew even in your sleepy little state that whatever was going on was very, very bad. 

You stayed quiet, just as Steve commanded, but you couldn’t stop the tears filling your eyes and dripping down your face. You were too scared to even sniffle as Steve ran through the halls of your big house, pressing you into his chest so hard it almost hurt. Steve stopped at a bookshelf, in which room you couldn’t tell as all the lights in the home had been turned off. He checked his surroundings to make sure the two of you hadn’t been followed before tugging on the edge of a book and pulling the hinged bookcase away from the wall. He hurried inside with one arm holding you to him and the other shutting the secret door as quietly as possible. Once he heard it latch, he pressed a code into the number pad on the wall and continued through the snaking hidden hallways of the house. He reached a sturdy locked door, punched in the code for that one as well, and once inside, attempted to set you down. But you weren’t having that. 

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1,029 notes - Posted July 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Eddie My Love

Word Count: 680

Pairing: CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader

Summary: When everything is too much, Eddie will always be there to help you.

A/N: This is kind of rushed & I'm half asleep but I still really wanted to get some Eddie fluff out there before midnight tonight.... just in case 😭😭 No matter what happens, he's already such a beloved comfort character for me so I was still really happy to write this for him. Even though its pretty short I promise I'll have more Eddie fics in the pretty near future! 😄💕🦇

Your hands gripped tight on the door handle, knuckles bracing against skin as you held on for dear life. Even if you had the courage to complain, the most trained ear wouldn’t be able to hear you over the heavy rock music vibrating through the van. Eddie peeled out of the school parking lot, nearly tipping over as he took the turn towards his trailer. You squeezed your eyes shut; you normally didn’t have a problem with the reckless way Eddie drove, but the smaller you regressed, the scarier everything seemed. 

As the van screeched to a halt at an intersection, Eddie took a moment to admire you, just as he did hundreds of times a day. When he saw your terrified face, his heart sank. He kicked himself mentally for not realizing sooner that you were little, and he immediately slammed a hand down on the stereo button to quiet the music. He should have known you were having a bad day, he should have noticed the signs, but he was riding on the high of a good session at Hellfire and your mood shift just didn’t register to him. In the newfound silence of the car, he could hear your labored breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. No more; that was his job now. His calloused hand reached out to yours. 

“Shh baby, it’s okay. Shhh…” He whispered, leaning over to stroke your hand and relax the muscles that were still holding fast to the door. 

The cold sensation of his rings against your skin was just enough to distract you from your fear. You began to fiddle with one, an angry pig that you thought was more cute than intimidating, twisting it around and around Eddie’s slender finger. 

“Do you wanna wear it?” He asked, and you nodded. He slid it off his finger onto yours and you quickly resumed your stimming. Your breathing slowed. “Hey, yeah, that's it baby. You’re okay now, I promise. I’m gonna drive real careful back home, okay?” And you nodded again. 

The light had long since turned green, but Hawkins was a small enough town that no cars were waiting behind you. True to his word, Eddie slowly pressed the gas pedal and drove you to his trailer, even staying below the speed limit and taking all the turns as carefully as he could. When he pulled into his parking spot, he did it ever so slowly so as not to jerk you around. He put the vehicle in park and unstrapped his seatbelt, hopping out and jogging over to your door. Without needing to be asked, he unbuckled your seatbelt and took you in his arms, helping you onto the ground. He walked you to the door of the trailer, fishing his key out of his jacket pocket and unlocking it with one hand, the other gripping yours nearly as tightly as you’d been clutching the car door.

When you reached his room at the end of the trailer, he let go of your hand, and already you missed his touch. But he was only gone for a moment, having to let you go so he could get the shoebox out from under his bed, the shoebox that contained your little gear. A pacifier, a big thick blanket, and a soft but matted teddy bear. It had been Eddie’s when he was a kid, protecting him from nightmares and bullies, and now he trusted the bear to watch over you too. He handed it to you, then offered the paci which you took, and then wrapped the blanket over your shoulders. Your eyes drooped, already exhausted from your meltdown and the long day leading up to it. Eddie sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him. You wasted no time, instantly positioning yourself in that familiar embrace, his scent of hairspray and stale smoke calming every nerve in your body. You knew it in your heart, as long as you had your Eddie, as long as you had your love, everything was okay.

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[sunshinebunnie]

💝🎀

Thank you so so much for the delightful ask, doll!!!

💝: What is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

Hmmmm.....this is really hard. For Fexi, I'd probably go with Country Roads Take Me Home. I know AUs can be a little hit or miss, but I was really surprised by just how little modern cowboy Fez meets daughter of ex-rodeo rider Lexi seemed to resonate with people.

For my Hellcheer series though, I was really surprised by how little engagement Sweetest Little Liar got. There seemed to be some interest in a phone sex fic when I wrote it, but it really didn't seem to get hits the way I thought it would. That being said, I feel like this might've partially been a timing issue because I put out the 3rd installment really soon after I published this, so I think it might've just gotten lost in the shuffle. Not really sure though....

🎀: Give yourself a compliment about your own writing.

Aw man!! 🥺🥺 I think I do pretty decent job at world building. It's something I really enjoy writing because I feel like it helps the story feel more "real" to the reader. Like, if I'm writing something totally canon compliant, it's pretty easy for a reader to find a gorgeous screen cap or edit here on Tumblr to help them envision the scene, but if I'm describing something from my imagination, little details like describing a vengeful cat puking into someone's shoes (for example, lol) where it becomes a little easier to latch on to the other details in the story to paint the picture in your own mind. 😊😊😊

Fic Writer Asks

[merrrrrrrrry]

hiiii ✨

we love a good public transit system!!!! truly makes everything so mych easier!

that all sounds like so much fun!! what colors of nail polish did you get? i bet they’re all super pretty 🥹 im actually pretty good at applying nail polish i just never do it djshsj but i used to paint my moms nails all the time when i was younger 🥺 i had no idea who Sabyasachi was but i looked on instagram and im in awe!! everything is so pretty!!! the caves sound amazing!! did you take a lot of pictures or no? we don’t have anything similar near where i live but i would love to go somewhere like that in my life. was there anything super special down the trail not meant for tourists?

it sucks that you weren’t able to try Marathi food but it sounds like the trip was still amazing!! and it’s good that you were able to go to the seafood restaurant and have a good experience✨

i do cook!! im basically the only person in my family who knows how to cook/enjoys cooking. my mom used to do all of the cooking when i was younger, but i really started enjoying cooking when i was 16/17 so i kinda took over. my favorite and my family’s favorite is fettuccine alfredo! i make the alfredo sauce myself and add broccoli and chicken and it’s always so good!!

im late responding to your last reply so i hope the rest of your trip was just as enjoyable as the beginning and your journey home was safe 🫶🏻✨

-✨holiday pal✨

Hellllo

There were so many colours - I'm currently wearing two of them, very badly applied. There's orange and blue and green and black in addition to these

Sabyasachi makes lehengas very well. As well as those little clutches of his. Saaris are a hit and miss. But we did Not like his gowns and suits and kurtas. We stood there criticising knowing full well we wouldn't buy a thing akdbajksks

This time around i didn't take as many photos during my entire vacation. I just let myself relax a bit and take everything in rather than rush to take photos like i usually do. Here's a few for you

This is the iconic CSTM station facade at night

Here's the Taj and Gateway of India as seen from a ferry. That tall building behind Gateway of India is continental, the ugly (in my opinion) new expansion of Taj hotel.

Here's the view from very close to the topmost point of Gharapuri island where Elephanta Caves are located

Here's a photo of a sculpture of Ganesh from inside the Elephanta Caves. This sculpture was in a cave that was inside the main cave, hence the bad lighting

Here's a cat near Jahangir Art Gallery

Here's my favourite photo from Kanheri caves

And here's a monkey from on top of kanheri

Sorry I went overboard 😬😬there wasn't anything super special about that trail other than that it was narrow and precarious. But there were some pretty wildflowers💕💕 couldn't risk taking out my phone to take a photo for fear of falling but they were very pretty

I cook pretty rarely so i don't have a lot of practice and i take a lot of time. I'm planning on cooking on Christmas for my family. I've already got my recipe for the pavlova that I'll make in the microwave. I want to make a chicken and pasta dish and make the pasta from scratch but I'm struggling to find a recipe 🥲for it

We spent the last today in Navi Mumbai just in a relative's flat the entire time. It was lovely to catch up with Aita (Grandma) and Koka (Grandpa). They're not blood relatives but close family friends on my father's side that have become like family. They're getting really old now but it was delightful to see how they're still getting along despite their ailments. Our train back home was more than 12 hours late💀 but i didn't mind. It allowed me to take the cstm photo that I've shared with you

That fettuccine Alfredo sounds so good. Tell me more about your cooking experiences.

Look at what my keyboard suggested when i typed that sentence☝🏼💕🥺

[alienaiver]

Hi I just finished reading Half the Battle after reading Truffle Oil and Power Up 🙈 And I just wanted to tell you that I absolutely ADORE the way you write Kuroo - I feel like your fics about him are so true to his character, dont go into the annoying and superficial fanon ideas and they are just an absolute delight for a Kuroo lover like me to devour whole 😋 Have a nice day!!!

skskks hello!!! thank you for this nice comment im so glad you enjoyed all of them!!!! 🥺🧡🧡 i have three in the works rn of kuroo !! stay tuned <!!33 ✨

kuroo is my fav dude in haikyuu and i care so mentally ill much abt him KANSNSNSNSN so im sO happy that you think my characterization is so good! that means so much to me as a writer its like the biggest compliment but especially when it comes to kuroo!!! thank you my beloved im sending u seven blessed pictures of my cats in the mail together with a kiss and a corn chip 🥰🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

[chawarin-panich]

Cat!Zishu AU

Thank you all for being such lovely readers. I really appreciate all the interaction and your nice replies and tags really do make my day! I am writing after a pretty long period of writer's block and things still feel really clunky and slow. I was trying to go for 🥺🥺🥺 so I hope you feel the 🥺🥺🥺

Also, I have no idea what Wen Kexing's profession is! It will become relevant in like two or three parts so let me know what you think fits Inspired by @rhymesswith's wonderful beauty and the cat AU

Part 1 Part 2

Part 3:

When Zishu first gets to Wen Kexing’s apartment, he’s sure that the man has another cat. Wen Kexing gingerly deposits him on a cat bed and tucks him into a blanket, ‘get cozy A-Xu, I’ll just call the vet real quick.’ It’s a little excessive since the apartment is already warm and it isn’t a particularly cold day. Zishu twists around in his little cocoon to get comfortable. Wen Kexing makes an excited little noise in his throat before taking a few pictures of him. Zishu doesn’t have enough fight left to even hiss. So he lets Wen Kexing have his way.

In fact, it’s another three days before Zishu is awake enough to finally realize that there is no other cat. Suddenly, he is filled with suspicion as he eyes the three storey cat tower, the cat bed, the mechanical mouse toy, the small soft spongy balls that Zishu likes to chew on and the scratch board(s).

This man, this man has kidnapped him!

Zishu’s fight or flight instinct kicks in and he frantically scouts the house looking for possible exits.

‘Ah! A-Xu, you’re so energetic today.’ Wen Kexing says, standing in the centre of his living room and watching Zishu dart around, ‘do you want to play?’ Wen Kexing sits on the floor and picks up the little mouse and winds it up. The little metal mouse trudges along slowly and Zishu is so insulted, that he jumps to grab the mouse in his mouth and unceremoniously flings it across the room.

Wen Kexing laughs in delight, ‘A-Xu you’re so good at catch! Next time if you bring it to me, I’ll give you a treat, see?’ Wen Kexing dangles the little treats packets, it’s the good one, the one with the creamy salmon filling. Wen Kexing winds the mouse up again and lets it go. Zishu runs after it, catching it in his mouth. He’s about to throw the mouse at the wall again when he hears the crinkling of the treats packet, sharp and enticing. Wen Kexing is holding it up with a smile and is gesturing with his free hand, ‘come here, A-Xu. Come to me.’

Zishu sighs, begrudgingly won over by food. It was his weakness as a human as well. He wonders if Wen Kexing will give him sake if he performs some trick or other. Zishu brings the mouse to Wen Kexing and drop it at his feet. Wen Kexing makes an exaggerated happy noise and obnoxiously says, ‘A-Xu is such a good boy! A-Xu is the best boy!’ He holds the treat out and Zishu takes it from between his fingers, quickly dodging the head pat that follows.

Zishu takes his treat underneath the dining table where he can eat it peacefully without Wen Kexing taking a video of him. The rewards system started with his meds. Wen Kexing, convinced that Zishu would resist his medication, started bribing him with treats. This was of course unnecessary as Zishu is very enthusiastic about not dying and wants treatment.

But he won’t refuse rewards, necessary or not.

Overjoyed by the success of his little conditioning experiment, Wen Kexing now uses this system for other things such as commands and tricks. Zishu knows how to negotiate with men in power and sometimes when you are a very small cat in a very large man’s house, you need to make compromises. Whenever he’s hungry Zishu indulges him.

At the end of his ten day antibiotics course Zishu is feeling completely back to normal, ready to return to his dumpster. He looks at his soft fluffy bed with some hesitation before he plants himself in front of the door and with everything he has starts meowing, loudly.

‘A-Xu what’s wrong?’ Wen Kexing calls from where he’s cooking in the kitchen. Without pause, Zishu keeps meowing. He hears the tap turn on and off and Wen Kexing is rushing to him, wiping his hands on his apron, ‘A-Xu what is it?’

Zishu looks at the door and howls louder. Wen Kexing follows the movement of Zishu’s little head and his face falls, ‘you want to go outside.’ Zishu keep howling the sound grating as though emerging straight from the depths of hell. He keeps rubbing his little body against the door and looks pointedly up at Wen Kexing, ‘you want to go back?’ Zishu turns his volume down but still keeps meowing, goes to Wen Kexing and rubs his body against his leg, ignoring the look of hurt that crosses his face.

‘A-Xu, what if you get attacked again? Isn’t it safer here?’ Zishu ignores him and keeps meowing. Wen Kexing sighs, ‘you can’t understand me, can you? I wish I could let you know how much safer it is here, how I will take care of you,’ Wen Kexing crouches down until he can pet Zishu, all the way from his head to his back. Zishu arches into the touch, most of the time he can’t actually help it.

It just feels nice.

But then Wen Kexing stands up, takes off his apron, ‘let me turn the stove off and I’ll take you back.’ Wen Kexing says as he’s already walking towards the kitchen. After puttering around there for a minute Wen Kexing goes to his room and brings Zishu’s carrier out. Overjoyed, Zishu meows happily, rubs his face against Wen Kexing’s legs a couple more times before walking towards the open mouth of the carrier.

He stops.

Inside, neatly folded, is his sweater, the one he was wearing the day he turned into a cat. On top of the sweater is his work ID. When Wen Kexing brought him to his apartment Zishu had assumed that his things would likely be lost. He had hoped to find them again around the dumpster alley somewhere but it looked exactly like the rest of the garbage in the alley, so he expected it to be taken away as well.

When he had just been turned, Zishu was afraid of forgetting he was human. He was afraid of forgetting who he was, of forgetting everything he did and losing his chance to atone for his sins in the afterlife. In a surprisingly emotional decision, Zishu had dragged around with him this sweater and ID card, as a reminder, just in case. Before Wen Kexing took him he used to sleep on top of his things, in an attempt to keep them safe and close to him.

The sweater inside the carrier is spotless, almost unrecognizably so. The rip near the neck is mended with yarn that’s in the same shade of blue as the rest of the sweater. His ID has also been cleaned, his human face and alias ‘Zhou Xu’ sparkling, as though mocking him.

Zishu turns to look at Wen Kexing. Guessing what he was thinking Wen Kexing says, ‘I mended your sweater for you, A-Xu.’ He is smiling but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes, ‘you’re still waiting for him, right? Your owner? I checked A-Xu, he is still missing. A-Xu I wish you could understand me then I would tell you that I am trying to help you look for him.’ Wen Kexing looks sad again so Zishu let’s him scratch behind his ears, ‘but I understand that you want to look for him in your own way. If I was a cat, that’s what I would do too.’

Zishu had always wondered why Wen Kexing called him A-Xu. He always assumed that it was A-Shoe as in, he reminded Wen Kexing of a shoe. Zishu knows he’s not a particularly beautiful cat, grumpy and mangy even on his best days. As such, he hadn’t inspected this line of thought very closely. But it’s clear now that Wen Kexing had seen his things and is calling him by the name of who he assumed was Zishu’s owner. Despite clear nefarious intentions of keeping Zishu in his home long term, Wen Kexing had kept his things safe.

Zishu sighs, Wen Kexing is the most annoying person he’s ever met. But he has also meticulously taken care of Zishu for ten days, cleaning his wounds, grinding pills into his food, brushing his hair and now he has gone and mended human Zishu’s clothes. And now he’s look at him with watery eyes, and a too bright smile that means he’s trying to be brave about it. If Wen Kexing could understand Zishu he’d tell him that if he wants a cat so badly he can just adopt one. There’s plenty of strays that are weak and helpless and would appreciate Wen Kexing’s devotion a lot more than Zishu does.

But Wen Kexing can’t understand him and Zishu was not an ungrateful person and he isn’t an ungrateful cat either. With a long suffering sigh, Zishu turns away from the carrier and goes to lie down in his cat bed.

[grubloved]

hi!!!!! you're one of my fave people on this webbed site, i hope this week is good to you!!

you seem to follow a lot of cool people who are really into bugs + nature in general; i was wondering if you could rec any that bend a little more towards botany? plants, mushrooms, mosses, idc? or if you post this ask and any of your followers are out here tree-posting or wtv, i would love to follow!!!!!

tysm, pls give each of ur cats a sincere little head-scritch from me

omg this is so sweet!!!! thank you....... 🥺 let me rustle thru my following list for some ideas??

@/microcosmicobservations specializes in lichens but also posts lots of cool little fungi and things. i got to work with them in their lichen herbarium for a little bit :)

@/fatehbaz is not strictly botany but is a delightful essayist and writes about lots of ecology things including botany :) i like them a lot and think everybody should look at what they write

ofc @/botanyshitposts excellent source for The Lads

@/sioltach is studying horticulture & posts a lot of Good Plants :) also i just love their blog very much!!

@/mostlythemarsh posts pictures of their marsh. it is lovely, there's reeds.

the kitties have been scritched as well :) thank you!! this was really sweet to wake up to. i hope u like some of these and have a good week too!!!!

[cherrysugcr]

# all 22 as well let’s do it

THE READ MORE ISN’T WORKING RIP

Benedict & Rhiannon

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: RiRi ❣️ Girl - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: Leave the Door Open - Bruno Mars - my muse’s last text to your muse: “when can i see you again?” - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

Adonis & Tallulah name: Llulu ringtone: Crash into me - Dave Matthews Band last text: “I bought you those trash energy drinks you love” contact photo:

Ross & Mia

name: Mia (Ballet Teacher) ringtone: Friday I’m in love - The Cure last text: “this weekend is ours, can’t wait to see you” contact photo:

Roman & Adelaide

name:💕 bby girl 💕 ringtone: sweet creature - harry styles last text: “good morning gorgeous, looking forward to date night” contact photo:

Grayson & Aaliyah 

name: Goddess ringtone: speechless - dan + shay last text: “I’m stopping by the studio so you’ll be forced to take a break and eat something. I say that with love.” contact photo:  

Deon & Blair

name: Wifey ringtone: that’s how strong my love is - otis redding last text: “I love saying ‘my wife’ because you’re incredibly” contact photo:

Kirk & Maya  name: lover 💞 ringtone: Better Together - Jack Johnson last text: “meet me at the airport?” contact photo:

Cole & Presley  name: my sweetheart ringtone: Watermelon Sugar - Harry Styles last text: “I’ll never be able to say sorry enough” contact photo:

Cassie & Taylor 

name: cutie pie ringtone: kiss me - sixpence none the richer last text: “i miss your face 🥺 “ contact photo:

Pierce & Davina

name: Delightful Davina ringtone: “Old Phone” (found on iPhones) last text: “Can we talk about having another baby?” contact photo:

Donovan & Aziza name: Zee ringtone: XO - Beyoncé last text: “away games suck, i miss you” contact photo:

Joel & Delilah  name: Boss Lady ringtone: You’re the Reason - Calum Scott last text: “don’t be mad for what I’m about to tell you” contact photo:

Connor & Gillian  name: Pain in my Ass ringtone: Kiss Me More - Doja Cat ft. SZA last text: My office. Now.  contact photo: 

Sherrod & Cillian 

name: My Girl  ringtone: Perfect - One Direction last text: you coming over? contact photo:

Elton & Ariadne 

name: The Queen ringtone: Sucker - Jonas Brothers last text: do i get to see your lovely self today?  contact photo:

Brooke & Marcia  name: Princess ringtone: Drunk in Love - Beyoncé last text: “Daddy needs to see you baby.” contact photo:

Warner & Helena name: Helena ringtone: Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen last text: “I want to see you again, badly.” contact photo:

Alistir & Poppy  name: Sweet Girl ringone: Something to Talk About - Bonnie Raitt last text: “Did you get my latest gift?” contact photo:

Mateo & Willa  name: Ms. Willa ringtone: Sexual Healing - Marvin Gaye last text: When’s our next interview? contact photo:

Rhett & Candice name: Candi Girl 😍 ringtone: You Sexy Thing - Hot Chocolate last text: “Your latest video is so hot baby, straight fire!” contact photo: 

Victor & Katerina  name: Katerina 🥰 ringtone: Mess is Mine - Vance Joy last text: “Leaving work now, coming home to you my love” contact photo:

Brielle & Ana name: Ana ☀️😊 ringtone: Borderline - Ariana Grande last text: will i see you tonight? 🥺  contact photo:

[awesamhimbo-abandoned]

hello sky you are such a simple delight and it makes me happy whenever you come into my inbox and talk about whatever is going on with ur game or your day because yeah!!!! i get to talk to my friend!! every time i see you on my dash i go "yea! that's one of my people!" and you are such a lovely human being. i hope this pack of wolves lives long and prosperous lives.

I don't have the fucking picture, but just imagine I am the cat screaming with hearts around around them fidjdjdkekwo

Cus like ur the first person here where I broke through my social anxiety and talked tol and dude ur so fucking sweet and amazing and I really do adore you as well 🥺🥺🥺

[uno-writing]

Yea my pfp is throwing me off too. Like that picture is basically my online identity now, I saw an ask that I had set and I was like cool, nice hc fodder and it took me a full thirty seconds to realize that it was ME lol. Like no shit every online account I have had the same pfp. Honestly I might change it back bc the only reason I changed in the the first place is bc someone made fun of me after I told them how long id had it, and honestly fuck them. In the other hand I really do like the cat picture a lot, and maybe it is time for a change? Idk.

Mhm, sera fluff, I've decided to be a sera simp bc she deserves so much more love.

Remember to get plenty of rest berri. I'm sorry about ur insomnia!! Drink water too!! Thank you for ur writing u, keep me happy

Boba anon 🧋

Lol I get that dude. When I first changed up my profile pic, I went on the unordinary tag and I saw so many posts from this dude with a pixel art-esque profile pic and it took me a minute to be like ‘oh wait that’s me lmao’ But I gotta say, if you like your old profile pic better then fuck whoever made fun of you for it. Who gives a shit how long you’ve had a profile pic?? It’s easy to get attached to something like that, especially if you see it alot. Like I’ve got some profiles that I’ve had the same pic for 5 years and others that I like to change every month or so. They’re so weird for caring that much about your profile pic lol And as much as I love my chaotic cat pic, I’m sure whatever you decide to go with will be awesome!

She does!!! As much as I love Arlo, the rest of the cast need more fluff and attention😤 Especially since I had to make a pt 2 to Arlo’s masterlist lmao

Get plenty of rest and drink lots of water as well, Boba Anon!!! It’s all good, it comes and goes every few months so I’m sure it’ll go away soon🤞I’m glad you enjoy my writing so much 🥺🥰 You all have helped me a lot with my confidence bc I used not to show anyone my writing and now I’ve got almost 500 posts about my writing specifically😅I’m still kind of in shock about the whole 500 posts thing, like it happened SO FAST and I never thought I’d have this many posts when I started posting😅I especially didn’t think I’d have so many beloved anons frequenting my blog <3 <3🍿🥤🍭🍬🍫🧋🥨

Sera’s head snaps forwards due to the smack of wet snow against the back of her head. She turns and sees a guilty looking Y/N, their hands clasped over their face to hold back their laughter. Sera sighs and bends over, grabbing a handful of snow and shaping it into a snowball.

“Remember, you started this.” Sera hums, a smile working it’s way onto her face despite her attempts to seem annoyed. Y/N jumps to action, grabbing some snow and forming it into a rushed ball before chucking it at Sera. She watches as the poorly formed snowball lands several feet in front of her, an amused look on her face as she perfects her own snowball. Y/N’s frantically laughing now, practically just throwing handfuls of snow at Sera as they anxiously wait for Sera to finally throw the snowball. Sera’s amused at their antics and she drops her almost perfect snowball, opting to grab two handfuls of snow before running at Y/N. Y/N laughs in delight, kicking some snow at Sera before running away. Sera watches as their foot gets hung up on something under the snow and they trip, falling face first into the snow. “You okay?” Sera asks and Y/N laughs, nodding.

“Yeah, just watch out for that root.” Y/N warns, kicking some of the snow off of the root to make it more obvious. Sera shakes her head at Y/N and moves closer to them, a mischievous grin forming on her face. She grabs the hood of Y/N’s jacket and shoves the snow into it before hooking it over their head. Y/N squeals as the snow makes contact with their head and neck before quickly scrambling away from Sera. Sera laughs so hard at the betrayed look on their face that she doesn’t see Y/N grab as much snow as they can. They throw as much of it as they can at Sera, a good amount of the snow hitting her in the face and then tumbling to her neck. Sera looks at Y/N with a face of challenge and Y/N quickly puts their hands up defensively. “Truce?”

[f1nalboys]

B!!!

You are sunflowers against a bright blue sky, swaying in the summer breeze as the clouds roll by lazily, carrying silhouettes of birds high enough to tell tales of what the sun might taste like.

You are a vanilla sundae with whipped cream, bananas, cherries- All the fixings, that takes you back to your childhood and spending the day in the sun.

You are a quilt blanket made by hand, loved by your childhood self and every cat you've ever had, kneading it into the shape of comfort itself.

You are making a wish on a shooting star from your bedroom window and keeping the wish a secret so it comes true, but never wishing for yourself, always for someone else.

You are dandelion puffs tickling your younger cousins feet as they run barefoot through the grass, chasing the sprinkler on a hot summer day.

You are the kaleidoscope of colors from the light hitting a clear crystal, making a rainbow across the room that you wish could stay forever.

You are pressed flowers and pictures in a scrapbook, decorated with washi tape and a broken friendship bracelet that you still remember braiding.

You are the scent of a mango-peach smoothie with your name on it after a hot day, refreshing and sweet.

You are holding hands with a significant other, you are highlights done at home, you are untied shoelaces and freckles that get darker in the sun, you are lemon meringue pie and blue raspberry popsicles, you are a freshly peeled orange, you are going camping and hiding in your tent with a book all day, you are a fringe belt, you are dangle earrings, you are the warmth from being with loved ones.

You are delightful.

Thank you for being yourself.

-Vic / TML

vic ur literally the loml you have no idea how much this made me smile 🥺🥺🥺 IM KISSING YOU UNDER THE MOONLIGHT AS WE SPEAK

[angelbaby-fics]

Hii🥺💗 I had a daddy!stucky request where bucky loses the reader’s favourite stuffie and won’t stop crying until steve gets her a new bucky bear stuffie

Daddy Cat

Summary: Bucky loses your favorite stuffy while on a mission, but Steve knows just how to fix it.

Word count: 1470

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: Thank you so much for this request, its so cute!! 🥰💕 I changed it up just a little bit to fit an idea I've had since I first saw that cat picture lol. Special thanks to @haleybr for helping me find it!! Also I was feeling kind of artistic today so I made a little moodboard to go with the fic, I hope you guys like it 💕🐈

“Okay, bye bye Bubba, be a good little kitty! I’m gonna miss you so much!!” You kissed the plush grey kitten on its hard plastic nose before shoving it to the bottom of Bucky’s backpack, under the clothes so he could be cushioned on his trip. This was a little tradition of yours: every time one of your daddies had to go on a mission, you’d sneak a stuffy into their bag to keep them company while they’re away from you. You zipped the backpack up and put it back in its place near the door. Just then, Bucky entered the room, and you knew what that meant.

“Oh, pumpkin, you know I hate to leave you.” Bucky said, lifting you up and propping you on his left hip. You nuzzled into his shoulder while he rubbed your back, kissing you on the head before setting you back down.

“I miss you already.” You whispered shyly, looking down at your socks.

“I’m not even out the door yet, doll, you love me that much?” Bucky laughed, tousling your hair.

You smiled and jumped up to your tippy-toes to give Bucky a kiss on the cheek. Steve joined the two of you at the door, taking you in his arms as he knew goodbyes were always hard. With you in his arms, he leaned over to Bucky, the three of you embracing for what felt like too short of a moment before Bucky said his final goodbyes and headed out the door.

“Okay, baby, what are we gonna do today?” Steve asked, turning to you. Your brain still focussed on missing your daddy, you only shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, how about this?” Steve carried you to his room where he picked up a bag before walking you back to the living room, setting both you and the bag on a mat on the floor. “Go ahead, honey.” He motioned towards the bag.

You leaned over, peeking in to reveal a massive set of new Play Doh colors and plastic accessories. You squealed with delight, immediately getting started building a little farm while Steve watched with pride.

Hours passed, Steve reminding you to put your Play Doh away after a while so it wouldn’t dry out. He made you lunch and you curled up on the couch to watch some cartoons as the day went on, until it was evening, and Bucky was calling to say goodnight. He spoke to Steve first, telling him how the mission was going so far, while you eagerly leaned over, trying to hear your daddy’s voice. You caught snippets of the conversation through Steve’s replies, vaguely aware that Bucky was mad about something, but nothing big enough for you to get worried. Finally, it was your turn, and Steve passed the phone to you.

“Hey babydoll!” “DADDY!!” You shouted into the phone

You spoke for a few minutes, telling Bucky all about the Play Doh farm you’d made and the pasta Steve made for lunch before finally asking the question that had been weighing on your mind.

“How’s Bubba?”

Bucky hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Oh he’s good, baby!”

“Can I say goodnight to him?” “Uhh, well he already fell asleep! He was so tired from helping me out today!”

“Okay… Well, give him a kiss for me and make sure he doesn’t have bad dreams!” You said, not wanting to sound too disappointed that your favorite stuffy had fallen asleep without you.

“Of course, babydoll, and you give papa a kiss for me too, okay?” “Okay daddy, I love you.”

“I love you too, angel. I can’t wait to see you when I get home tomorrow!”

You handed the phone back to Steve who said his goodbyes before hanging up the phone and wrapping his arm around you.

“Alright baby, how about a special treat for tonight. Do you wanna order pizza?”

“Yes yes yes!” You jumped off the couch, bouncing and clapping your hands while Steve laughed and started dialing the delivery number.

With the sun fully down and your tummy full of pizza, Steve carried your exhausted self into his and Bucky’s room, knowing you preferred to sleep there when one of them was gone. As soon as you hit the soft mattress, you curled into Bucky’s pillow, inhaling his smell as you felt Steve crawl under the covers behind you and rubbing your back soothingly as you drifted off to sleep.

You jumped up out of bed when you heard Bucky’s key in the lock of the door, nearly knocking him over with your hug as he walked into the home.

“WELCOME HOME DADDY!!! Did you have fun?” You asked, laughing as he picked you up and spun you around.

“As much fun as I can have hunting bad guys. They’re not as much fun as you!” He set you down, and you noticed he didn’t have his backpack on.

“Um…. where's Bubba?” You asked, slightly nervous.

Bucky paled. He’d dreaded telling you this since it happened. An explosion had gone off near the car Bucky was traveling in; he was fine, his backpack acting as a shield against the blast, but all its contents were destroyed.

“Baby I… I’m sorry.” He knelt down to your height, putting a hand on your shoulder. “What happened?” You asked, your eyes widening and filling up with hot tears. Bucky thought for a moment, recalling the story and how best to relay it to you in your little state. “Well honey, it was such a dangerous mission, you know. And Bubba, he was being so brave. He saved daddy’s life… but he got hurt pretty bad. I’m so sorry baby.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out what remained of the stuffy: some loose stuffing and a scrap of grey fabric.

You took the fabric in your hands, tears spilling out onto it, before dropping to the ground and running to your room.

Steve walked into the living room sleepily, giving Bucky a hug and a quick kiss before spotting the ruined stuffy on the floor.

“So you told her?” He asked with a smirk.

“Yeah... maybe bringing home his remains wasn’t the best way to break it to her.” He chuckled dryly. “Even I could have told you that, Buck.”

“I should go comfort her. I feel terrible. Would you clean this up for me? I don’t want her to have to see it again.” He motioned towards the stuffy remains. Steve nodded.

“I’ll join you two in a minute, I have an idea.” He replied, his eyes still focussed on the fabric on the floor.

As Bucky disappeared into your room, Steve got to work, rummaging through your playchest in the living room until he found just what he was looking for. He took the orange cat stuffy, one he hadn’t seen you play with very much, in fact he didn't think you’d even named it. He brought the cat to the kitchen, scooping up the discarded grey fabric from the floor on his way, and set them both on the counter before opening the big miscellaneous drawer and finding the mini sewing kit he mostly used to patch up your clothes when you ripped them playing super soldiers outside with your daddies. With a smile on his face at his genius idea, Steve got to work.

It only took a few minutes before Steve joined you and Bucky in your room, his hands behind his back. You looked up from the floor where you sat in Bucky’s arms and reached toward Steve. He sat down in front of you, one hand still obscured from your view, and wiped a tear from your face.

“Hey babydoll, I know you miss Bubba.” He said sympathetically.

You nodded.

“Well look, angel, I got a surprise for you!” He pulled the stuffy from behind his back, the ripped grey fabric now wrapped around the kitty’s left arm, giving new life to both the stuffies. Your face lit up.

“A DADDY CAT?” You gasped, taking the cat in your arms, your eyes fixated on his new grey paw.

“Oh Steve, you didn’t have to do that.” Bucky said, almost tearing up as well from the kind gesture, and from seeing how in love you were with a stuffy that looked like him.

“Sure I did.” Steve smiled.

“I love him papa!!!” You shouted, covering first the cat with your kisses, then Steve, and finally Bucky.

“Not more than me though, right babydoll?”

You looked back and forth between Bucky and the cat.

“Hmm… I don’t know…. Bubba 2 is soooo soft!” You snuggled the stuffy into your chest.

“Well, does Bubba 2 make you pancakes for breakfast?” Bucky asked, picking you up and carrying you off to the kitchen so you could help him stir the batter.

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