#cake care of yourself in the meantime

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine Katakuri getting a crush on you and Big mom arranging a marriage between you two

Big Mom: -takuri... Katakuri!

Katakuri: *snaps out of his day dream* Oh yes, Mama

Big Mom: where were you, you've been distracted during meetings for days.

Katakuri: It's nothing, sorry mama, it won't happen again. I have some paper work to attend to, may I please be excused?

Big Mom: yes.

Daifuku: *soon as Katakuri leaves* I believe he's fallen in love, Mama.

Big Mom: Ehh, with whom?

Perospero: With (y/n), they attended your last tea party with their father, who owns the largest vanilla orchard in the world.

Big Mom: really? Are they single?

Daifuku: I ... I'm not sure, Mama.

Big Mom: I'll look into it then, in the meantime look after your brother, make sure he keeps up with his work.

Perospero and Daifuku: Yes Mama.

Daifuku: *once Big Mom is out of ear shot* Did we just sign Katakuri up to get married.

Persopero: Probably, you know how mama is about securing ingredients for sweets. And unfortunately for our dear brother, vanilla is found in most sweets, from angel food cake to zingers.

Daifuku: but what if (y/n)'s father doesn't agree to join and marry of his only child?

Persopero: If that happens Mama will do a hostile take over, and either marry or give (y/) to Katakuri.

Later at Big Mom's residence

Katakuri: *arrives for a meeting only to find you in the conference room* Oh, what are you doing here?

You: My father has agreed to join your pirate group, and to marry me off into your family.

Katakuri: * sits next to you* ... Do you know who you'll be marrying?

You: not yet, but that's what this meeting is about.

Katakuri: *knows his mother only invites the child she wants to marry off to these meetings but doesn't want to scare you* no mater who you marry, I'll make sure you're taken care of and have everything your heart desires.

You: *gives him a weak smile* Thank you, Kata, you wouldn't believe relieved I am to hear that.

Katakuri: *extends his hand for you to hold* Mama, should be here soon.

You: *takes his hand and squeezes it with trembling hands*

Katakuri: You're shaking.

You: I've... just never not been under my father's protection, and I'm scared.... but I do feel better with you here with me.

Katakuri: *rubs the back of your hand with his thumb* Really? Even though we've only met a handful of times in the part?

Big Mom: *kicks open the door* (y/n)! I'm so glad you could come... Oh, I see you've already met your betrothed.

Katakuri: Me!?

Big Mom: *glared* You like them, don't you?

Katakuri: *blushes* mama! Please let's not embarrass me in front of our guest.

Big Mom: mmmr, very well, since you two are already getting acquainted I'll leave you to it. ... Oh, by the way the wedding is in five days. *Leaves*

Katakuri: Five days until we're married... *flops back into his chair and is lost in thought, coming to grips with the fact that he is to be married.*

You: ... I'm sorry about this I don't know what my father was thinking offering me up like this.

Katakuri: He didn't offer you up, Mama offered me up first. Mainly to gain your father's orchard, but that is beside the point. If there is anything I can do, please let me know. You probably won't be moved into my house until after the wedding, but I can have my sisters look after you.

You: You mean you won't be staying with me?

Katakuri: *takes your hands into his and presses them to his lips through his scarf* No, but only because I need to work double time, so you can have me all to yourself during our honeymoon.

You: ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠☉⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠☉⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄

Katakuri: *realizes how that sounded* Not that we have to do anything during our honeymoon that you don't want.... I'm going to go start on my work, I'll have Brûlée come and get you settled into your rooms, in the meantime please wait here.

You: Okay, and for the record, I look forward to... to having you all to myself during our honeymoon, if you catch my drift.

Katakuri: ⁠ ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁄⁠ロ⁠⁄⁠•⁄⁠ ⁠'⁄⁠)⁠⁄

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[aratedfreyjablog]

Squishmallow HC Kings ver.

When they find you hugging a gigantic squishmallow in your sleep. Reader/MC gender neutral!

Satan 

Violence is going to be only thing in his mind when he sees you sleeping while holding a squishmallow

He’s going to be glaring  and grinding his teeth at the squishmallow, regarding it as an angel incarnated from the heavens itself and imagining all the ways he can torture it in the worst and most terrible ways (most of them involving shredding and stuffing flying every where)

When not thinking about tormenting the squismallow, he would be trying to figure out what exactly it’s supposed to be. Like, he can tell it resembles some sort of animal on Earth but its head and body aren’t even separated! Hell, he would’ve felt a tiny bit better if its head and body were separated so he could rip it into two cleanly like he does with other stuffed animals! But what is that supposed to be!?

The only that’s stopping him from doing exactly everything he’s wanting to do was the fact knowing it was one of your precious keepsakes back on Earth and has been giving you comfort during your stay in Hell

That and he finds the image cute of you hugging some sort of stuffed animal in your sleep

Don’t get him wrong though, the minute he finds an opportunity, it’s gone. Dead. Done.

He’s going to remember what it had done to him and have it pay the price once he gets a chance. 

In the meantime, he opts to leaving you to sleep and climb into your bed

He hugs you from the back, pulling you closer to himself and snuggling his face into your head as if rubbing his scent on you will assert his dominance over the thing and show you were his

He’s petty enough to give you a hard time over the whole thing the next morning by making you incapable of walking out of bed for breakfast

Beezelbub 

Sort of shows a similar reaction as Satan where it starts off with him either dragging his cigarette longer and harder compared to normal if having one or being devoid of expression with arms crossed as he simply stares at the scene of you hugging the squishmallow in your sleep

He does feel puzzled by it and tilts his head side to side to try to figure out what it is while taking a quick picture because, even he admits, the scene is 100% cute and blackmail material

But this whole thing doesn’t last long, probably 2 minutes at best

Remember, once he puts his mind into something, he’s going to be sticking to it. And that thing stole the spot that’s reserved for him and only him. As if he’s going to leave it alone and let it stay in his spot

There isn’t any hesitation when he walks closer to you and casually yet quietly rips the squishmallow out of your arms before he quickly slides into your arms without waking you up

It does satisfy him a bit when the squishmallow hits the wall across from your bed before falling face-down on the floor

He holds you tightly and calms himself down by smelling your scent from the top of your head

He may even choose to secretly mark you in a couple of places along your upper body since if he went any lower, it'll definitely wake you up

Now there’s two options he can choose from: 

If he chooses to stay the whole night, he’s going give you a hard time in the morning by “reminding” you who exactly is yours

If not, he’s going to take the squishmallow with him as he leaves to give it a special disposable treatment or draw bunch of doodles all over its face and body to make it ugly and no longer charming in your eyes without guilt

Leviathan

Oh boy, you better prepare yourself because if you thought Beel and Satan were bad, this demon takes the whole cake

He will know whether or not someone or something other himself was in your arms and he will not react well to it

And that’s exactly what is happening when he catches you hugging some sort of abomination in your sleep

There’s none of the whole contemplation or staring - The second he sees it and at where it is, he yanks the squishmallow out of your arms without caring whether it tears or not and hangs it by its nonexistent neck tightly to the point it looks it’ll burst

He doesn’t even care if he wakes you up when he does it as his jealousy consumes him from the mere sight of something other than himself in your embrace

Because of this, this, too, has two options this can go:

If you don’t end up waking up from it, he’s going to contemplate whether or not to wake you only to choose to hold some restraint and let you sleep by yourself. But he does plan on giving you one of the worst mornings involving pain from mostly your spine all the way to your legs, that’s for sure

But if you wake up from the feeling of missing something while he’s still in your room,  he’s not planning to let you go back to sleep and leave you alone until he calms down and feel that he’s marked you or you marked him enough so that you won’t ever look or touch anyone or anything other than himself 

No matter which option you choose, say goodbye to the squishmallow because he does take it with him and utterly destroys it no matter if it’s precious to you or not. 

Mammon

He’s the only one amongst the four that decides peace was an option and doesn’t show a visceral reaction over the squishmallow

Because he was the one that gave the idea to humans to create  the stuffed toy, despite not knowing what it is, he thinks he’s the one that gave it permission to be graced for the night while sleeping in your arms. Though, he does think he could’ve given you something better…

But if it gives you comfort during your stay in Hell, that’s fine. That's a free service that he’s willing to offer as a means to persuade you into becoming a permanent resident. 

Despite finding the image of you hugging such a massive squishmallow endearing as it reminds him of how you hug him in your sleep, he does feel disgruntled over the fact he got replaced

No matter though, he’s bigger than the squishmallow in every single way. That works to his advantage along him being a living being that pleases you in all aspects including pleasure. So, there’s no competition whatsoever

It doesn’t mean he won’t join you in bed. He climbs in and pulls you into his chest from the front, squishing the squishmallow to the point one might pitifully think it’s suffocating

In fact, when you wake up the next morning, you’re the one feeling jealous seeing that you missed out to being the one that gets squished 

Of course this leads to morning playtime once he senses this as you throw the squishmallow out of the bed and dive straight to something that’s much softer and squishier

[randomhealer]

⇢ ˗ˏˋTaking care of a tamagotchi together ࿐ྂ

writing this since 3am and now it's five, unreviewed, neutral reader

~♡

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is a needy father... he already has a tamagotchi so as soon as you found out about this you automatically became the tamagotchi's mother/father along with him.

Malleus is so happy that his little virtual pet has someone else to take care of him along with Malleus, Malleus also uses this to spend more time with you, you are like a little family...

He will also demand that you spend time with the Tamagotchi, claiming that the pet misses you and feels neglected, he will get upset and pout if you don't spend time with him and the Tamagotchi.

There would definitely be another tamagotchi if you let him have one...like a little brother or sister for your tamagotchi...

but he is content with just one while you take care of him with him there is nothing else that would make him happy.

Jade Leech

Jade just looked at you with his usual smile as you explained about the virtual pet for him to take care of for you before saying a light "oya? if you wanted a child just ask me to make one with you-oh? don't you want to?" It's okay, I was just joking" but after giving him the tamagotchi, he seems to take seriously the idea of ​​being you tamagotchi's father.

all the time he keeps the little thing away from Floyd, feeds him only healthy food, always bathes him and leaves the tamagotchi playing in the virtual park while he works on Lounge, after he comes back he gives the tamagotchi another bath and puts him to bed, Even though it's a virtual pet, he takes care of it as if it were real. After he gives you the tamagotchi back he explains everything that happened, what he ate and what he did, after that he will always take care of your virtual pet if you ask, occasionally you will have discussions about what would be healthy for the "child" of you or not (you saying that the tamagotchi needs to eat more sweets than mushrooms and fruits)

"too much sweets can end up giving them a stomach ache, you know I only want the best for our baby, besides I know you keep feeding him cakes every time you take care of him..." Jade says while talking to you at Mostro Lounge, smiling when he saw you trying to explain yourself.

...Meanwhile, Azul accidentally overheard this little part of the conversation and spent a week thinking about how he was going to ask Jade if he has a child with you or something...

Deuce spade

Deuce was more than happy when you gave him the tamagotchi, he looks at you with those eyes saying 'I'll be the best father in the world, I won't disappoint you' but he ends up forgetting about the tamagotchi and letting him starve to death the same day.

Poor boi...He even took care of him in the first hours, gave him food, bath and affection but the day went on and he was busy studying for a test, he went to the basketball club and even had extra classes with Divus... at the end of the day while he was almost asleep he was scared and remembered the virtual pet... when he saw the dead pet on the screen he was scared and in shock, he didn't know they could die...

he was literally in shock as if he had broken an egg... (old reference lol)

but in the end he knows he wouldn't be able to sleep without telling you this, in the end when he tells you he's almost in tears as he apologizes to you, until you explain that everything was fine and that you could revive another tamagotchi...he stays relieved but still continues to apologize and promises to take better care next time.

(Later Trey and Cater find out about this and help him take care of his pet in the meantime Ace is just laughing in the background)

Floyd leech

Floyd got a little irritated when he saw that you were paying more attention to that thing than him when he came to visit you, so he did the great feat of throwing you Tamagotchi through ramshackle's window.

(just joking about Floyd's part, I was going to do something more detailed but all that comes to my mind is either him throwing the tamagotchi somewhere and forgetting or him trying to eat the poor tamagotchi and not being able to and getting angry about it and ending up breaking lol, I was finally going to sleep but I couldn't without getting it out of my mind... Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it)

[livelaughlovesubs]

do you write for nanami? if you do, i have a req :3

au where hes still with us (sniffles) and being a sorcerer is more of an on-the-side thing, and he's like an overworked office middle class guy whos also a wizard on the lowkey. sometimes he works so much he even forgets his birthday. but you didn't. ohhh no you did not. you're at home patiently waiting for him, and all you want is to spoil him for the night because he deserves it!! he deserves to just be taken care of, given the care he needs, maybe a little overstim in the process, but it's all with good intentions... (right?)

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG OMG 😭😭

anyway...... requesting a sub!nanami x softdom!female!reader with a little overstim <3 (out here exposing my service dom fantasies)

idk if you do emoji anons, but if you do can i be 🎱 anon? tysm!! i love your works and i hope your have a lovely day/night :) <333

So taking care of nanami on his birthday? Consider it done. Also welcome 🎱 anon, I’m happy about all my new anons ^^

Dom!reader x sub!nanami

Warning: blow job (reader giving), teasing, marking - hickeys, fluff, use of pet names

Hands moving across the table, reaching for the dirty porcelain. The sound of plates being stacked could be heard, and you swiftly placed the dishes on the counter. Nanami tried to help, carrying the cake over to the refrigerator, though you stopped him. “Let me do it, it’s your birthday today! You are forbidden from working.” You declared, snatching whatever he was holding away and putting it in its rightful place yourself. “My birthday isn’t that important, just let me help.” He was such a gentleman, but you still stayed stubborn. Today was his birthday, yet he still went to work, he even did overtime. That’s not acceptable, at least now you should lift some burden off his shoulder.

Right, that was your plan. To take care of him, make him feel loved and happy. Also most importantly, not let him do any chores. Even if it doesn’t look like that, he also has to rest. You really adored him which is why you wished he’d take care of himself some more, and have a mesmerising birthday of course. So why did he look so troubled? You told him not to help. Instead of relaxing he looks uncomfortable or awkward. Just sitting there, watching you do it all. Seems like this part failed a little.. then it’s time to move onto the next one.

Still determined to make him enjoy himself, you brought him to your shared bedroom after watching a movie. “Could you please sit down, my dear?” You asked him, while slowly stripping your clothes. Until you were only in your undergarments. In the meantime the Blondie sat down, a slightly hesitant look on his face. He wasn’t sure what to do, since you’ve been taking everything upon yourself the entire time. His hands wandered to his belt, gaze never leaving your body. Before he could get rid of his belt, he felt your hands on top of his, stopping him gently. “Leave it all to me, alright?”

Nanami felt really embarrassed now. What was he, a kid? Why would he need help undressing himself? Despite his inner turmoil, he still let you do whatever you wanted. It looked like you planned all of this just for him, thus he’ll try to play along. The last thing he’d want is to inconvenient you. Slowly you pulled his belt out, then your fingers wandered up to his collar. He felt a slight tug as you pulled on his tie, untying the knot. Then you gently, and carefully unbuttoned his deep blue shirt. You were only focused on him, and nothing else, pupils glancing at his face every now and then. A smile spread across your features when you saw him furrowing his brows. “You can take off those glasses now.” You whispered, one hand reaching for his cheeks, caressing him while the other still held his dress shirt. His own hand moved upwards and took them off, placing them on the nightstand.

“Such beautiful eyes, don’t hide them from me all the time, hehe.” “I’m not hiding anything from you.” You sure hoped that was the case, considering how he thinks most of the stuff happening at work isn’t worth mentioning. Now that that was out of the picture, you resumed your previous antics, opening one button after another. Soon it revealed his muscular body, and you couldn’t help but stare. You have always loved everything about him, from the head to toes. Yet right now you were sure his torso was your favourite. How beautiful his skin was, as well as the little, barely visible scars from battles; or his firm chest with those cute nipples.

You moved your face closer to his, hands on his pecs now as you kissed him, locking your lips with his. His lips were soft and you were like in a trance when you kissed him. Before he got to enjoy it you pulled back, grinning from ear to ear. It was way too short for him, but he didn’t complain, he could never get mad at you. Afterwards you started kissing his neck. So carefully and tender, that it felt like a feather brushing over his skin, it was almost ticklish. His breath sharpened by a notch when you started groping his chest, squeezing that place with your fingers. In between kisses and smooches, you made sure to whisper into his ear, showering him with compliments. “I’m so glad to have you, my handsome and beautiful boy.” This continued for a bit, and soon his entire collarbone area was covered by red spots. Some hickeys were on his torso too. “You look gorgeous right now.” you commented on those trails of marks you left behind, before fumbling with the zipper of his pants.

You didn’t strip him entirely naked, only enough that you get to touch him wherever. Pulling his pants and underwear down a little to free his cock. He groaned a little when you wrapped your hand around his shaft, rubbing the part that is connected to his pelvis. “Y/n, darling.. don’t tease today.” Immediately your attention wandered to him again, shushing him with your finger as you said, “don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything, I’ll make you feel good today.” A light chuckle, then you played with his tip. The adoration you had for him was genuine, and visible in your eyes.

The way you looked so confident and eager to make him feel good was so adorable in his eyes, and he just can’t help himself but fall even more. Sighting a little before it turned into a breathy moan, “uhh,..huh.” Your delicate fingers were touching all the right places, and soon he was fully erect. One of his hands was clutching the sheets, while the other reached out to your hair, stroking it gently. This surprised you a little, but it wasn’t too bad so you let him be. Then you moved lower, until your lips were inches away from his dick. You let your saliva drool down, afterwards you licked his tip as a tease. “Hmm- i told you not to tease.” “Oh? Guess i forgot that then~” an adorable giggle followed, coming from you. He was truly lucky to have you here with him.

While he was still admiring the relationship you two have build, you took him into your mouth and sucked. Trying your best to avoid any teeth and using your tongue to roll it over his tip. “Ughh- haa..” his grip on your hair tightened. Normally you’d push his hand away, though today was a special occasion. Sweet moans and the occasional gasp spilled from his lips, eyes now clenched shut. Sometimes he’d bite his bottom lip too, to try and keep his voice down. You just continued taking more of him, using your hand to jerk off the rest that didn’t fit. “Darling.” He called out to you, but stopped mid sentence to compose himself. It was getting harder and harder to speak, or to think.

He could feel every fever of his being pulsing, his heart pounding like crazy. The blood rushed to his face and abdomen, making the rest of his limps go numb. Strength was leaving his legs and arms slowly, all while more and more pleasure flourished within him. How his body convulsed every time you licked his tip, or when the inside of your mouth clenched down on him. It felt warm and soft, so good he could feel himself getting closer to the edge.

“Ahh.. keep going, just like that.. please.” Finally he finished his sentence, pleading with you with a meek voice. You didn’t plan on stopping anyway, instead you wanted to make him beg you to stop at the end of this session. Smirking to yourself as you kept doing your own thing, enjoying the noises he’d make. Did it really feel that good? Was what you would have liked to ask, but this is fine too. As long as your lovely boyfriend looks ecstatic and full of bliss, you were content too. Out of nowhere his grip righted by a lot, enough to make it hurt for you. He mumbled apologies while saying, “ah.. I’m clo-close.. haa, sorry., darling…”

What a lucky boy. If today was any other day you would have punished him. Fine, guess you were going to be especially merciful with him. You didn’t mind the slight sting his tug brought you, mouth and hands still working on bringing him over the edge. He let go of your hair in the last minute and clasped it over his mouth. A silent moan left him, then a repressed groan followed. “Nghhnmmm…!! Ahhh..ugh..” his voice was beautiful, you could listen to him all day. Even though his hand wasn’t in your hair anymore, you still didn’t move away. Letting him cum in your mouth, before you finally moved back. When your lips left his dick you made a wet slurping sound, then swallowed everything he offered to you. “Delicious~” you smiled innocently as if you didn’t just make him see heaven.

Suddenly he moved closer to you, sitting up and hands grabbing your cheeks now. “Nanami? Is something?” You wondered, but that curiosity soon got replaced by shock and a joyful feeling you haven’t felt for a while. He kissed your forehead, cupping your face with his hands as he whispered, “I’m glad i can spend my birthday with you.” All while smiling so tenderly, with a calmness and warmth that was unfamiliar to you. Only sometimes he’d get emotional enough to be like this, and whenever he did, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him all over again. “Happy birthday, nanami.”

[hemmingsleclerc]

A different story┃RAB

Summary: where regulus and james’ sister raise harry

Regulus Black and Y/N Potter had survived the war. The years since Voldemort's defeat had been filled with joy and sadness. Joy, because they had each other and the opportunity to build a new life together despite what everyone thought about them. Grief over the loss of James and Lily, Sirius' imprisonment in Azkaban, Peter's death and Remus' disappearance, leaving Harry in their care. They had promised to raise him as their own, determined to give him the love and family he deserved.

From the moment Harry arrived at Grimmauld Place, the once dark Black manor was transformed into a warm home. Regulus, no longer the young man who had once followed Voldemort’s ideas, had found a new path in his new role as a father. Y/N, with her strong and characteristic Potter kindness, made sure to brought light to every corner of her new life.

Harry's childhood with Regulus and Y/N was full of moments of love that he would remember throughout his life.

On Harry's first birthday after coming to live with them, Y/N and Regulus were determined to make it special. They decided to bake a cake without magic. The kitchen quickly became a disaster, flour covering every surface and Y/N with frosting in her hair.

"Reg, are you sure you read the recipe correctly?" Y/N asked, laughing as she tried to save a crooked layer of cake.

Regulus, with chocolate on his cheek, smiled shyly. "I'm pretty sure it said four cups of flour. Or maybe it was one…"

Despite the chaos, the cake turned out perfectly imperfect. When they show it to Harry, his eyes lit up with joy. "Happy birthday, Harry," Y/N said, kissing the top of her head.

"Happy Birthday, kid," Regulus added

When Harry received his Hogwarts letter, the house was filled with joy and a touch of bittersweet nostalgia. Regulus sat Harry down, with the letter spread out on the kitchen table. "This is where your parents went, Harry," he said softly, his eyes shining with pride and a hint of sadness.

Y/N, who was busy in the kitchen, stopped to ruffle Harry's hair. "You'll love it there, bunny. Just like your mom and dad did and so does Reggie and I."

The day he was dropped off at platform 9¾, Regulus and Y/N stood side by side, watching Harry board the train. Y/N had tears in her eyes and Regulus, although he tried to be calm, couldn't hide his emotion from him. "Be good, Harry," Regulus shouted. "And remember, we're only an owl away."

As the train pulled away, Y/N squeezed Regulus's hand. "Our little boy is growing up so fast," she whispered.

Years passed and Harry often found himself receiving Howlers from his aunt and uncle. Whether he was fighting with a troll or sneaking out of his common room after bed time, Harry's adventures with Hermione and Ron often left Regulus and Y/N worried.

One morning in the Great Hall, a Howler exploded in front of Harry, Regulus' voice echoing throughout the room. "Harry James Potter-Black! What were you thinking? The Triwizard Tournament? And a dragon? Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you have any common sense!" while hours later he received another one but this time from Y/N ''Harry, forgive Reg, he is very stressed and worried about you, we both are, we want you to know that we support you in everything and we know that you didn’t put your name on the cup, we will be there to see you at the tasks, in the meantime take care of yourself darling, we love you'' leaving Harry with a smile on his face.

As Harry grew older, he began to talk more about his friends and the special people in his life. One afternoon in the summer after their fifth year, Harry and Y/N were sitting in the garden, enjoying the warm sunlight. Harry hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Mom, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, dear," Y/N replied, looking up from her book.

"It's about Ginny," Harry began, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. "I think… I think I like her. A lot."

"Ah, young love, so beautiful" he said with a soft smile. "She's a lovely girl, Harry. Be yourself and everything will fall into place with her, after all traditions are never broken."

''tradition?'' Harry asked

“Yeah, some people called it a curse but that sounded awful”

“Potter curse?”

''Every male Potter has his redhead,'' Y/N recited with a closed smile

Later that evening, Regulus joined the conversation. "So, Ginny Weasley, huh?" he teased, nudging Harry with his elbow. "Just remember to treat her right buddy, or you'll have more than just her brothers to answer to."

Harry laughed, feeling a warmth spread through him with his cheeks burning red

Oh I loved how this turned out, I have so many ideas about this I hope u like it 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[buckyalpine]

Peter’s Hamster

Crack fic alert: Imagine Bucky with a pet he never wanted. He’s around the compound more cause he’s taking a break from missions for a while. In the meantime, Peter brought a hamster from the pet store and Tony is not having any of it.

“No”

“C’mon Mr. Stark, you won’t even notice him-

“I can smell him from the lab”

“I’ll invent something to stop the smell”

“Aren’t pets expensive”

“Aren’t you a billionaire?”

“Shut up Romanoff”

“He was like 2 bucks!”

Peter manages to squirrel his way into keeping his newest friend but there’s still the matter of who would care for him when everyone else as away on missions. Anyway, Bucky made it clear he would have no part in hamster sitting. Not one bit. If everyone was away then the hamster would have to fend for himself.

Like today. It had already been a few days since the collective team had left leaving Bucky in perfect solitude with his worn copy of the hobbit and his secret guilty pleasure; peanut butter cups. No one would ever EVER see the former winter soldiers suck off the chocolate left on the wrapper, licking his lips like a cat after every bit between flipping pages.

It was perfect.

Except.

Bucky could hear the sound of the squeaky wheel of the hamster going at full speed, the high pitched squeals piercing through the air.

“For fucks sake, can’t you keep it down” he grumbled before pausing and closing his eyes. “…I’m talking to a hamster”

….

“who can’t hear me”

Eventually the rustling and scurrying gets to him so he reluctantly goes over to Peters room to see what the 3 gram rodent is up to. He notices the pellet bowl is empty and water has almost run dry, though the little fur ball didn’t seem to care just yet, more concerned about cleaning and pawing at his face.

“If you had more than half a brain cell you would’ve escaped and fed yourself” Bucky scoffed, ready to turn on his heel but the tiny beady eyes that look at him make him stop.

“Pathetic” he mumbled before finding the bag of food under a pile of Peter’s clothes “no more wonder he bought a hamster, he lives like one”

The hamster nudges against him when he refills his bowl, using it as an opportunity to escape by climbing up his arm and sitting on his shoulder.

“Seriously”

The small light brown puffball stayed there while Bucky scoffed, plucking him off and plopping him back in, narrowing his eyes at it.

“This was a one time thing. Figure it out”

Is what he said and fully intended on standing by but the squeaky wheels and rustling get to him. At one point, he swears it’s on purpose as the hamsters way of getting his attention for a food refill.

So he takes matters into his own hands

“If you won’t feed yourself, I’ll teach you”

So the late night sessions begin. Rigorous circuits for the thing that was smaller than his palm, learning how to scale the cake, click the lock open and nibble its way into the pellets. 

“I’m training a hamster” 

Bucky caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, a few stray pieces of woodchips dusting his clothes while the hamster (who he now called PB....based on an interesting choice...) completed another around in less than 0 seconds. 

“I’m training a fucking hamster” 

“Good Job PB” Bucky petted his head with one finger, stopping when he was about to comment on his ability to climb the cage, 

“And still talking to it” 

Imagine the absolute confusion the team feels when they get back to find random clear tubes running along the walls, each connecting to a different room, most tubes leading to the snack cupboards and counter tops. 

The walk into the living room and no one breathes a word, too entranced by the sight of a very focused Bucky and Peter’s hamster, perched on the super soldier. He sits on Bucky's shoulder, remnants of sunflower seeds left over on the coffee table while Bucky nibbles on a peanut butter cup. 

“What the fuck” 

Bucky turned around to find everyone staring at him with a variety of expressions from shock to amusement to utter confusion. At this point, Bucky couldn’t not care less, shrugging before holding up a seed to his shoulder so PB could grab it in his tiny hands.

“Which episode now, PB”  “Who the fuck is PB” 

Bucky pointed to the furball while scrolling through Netflix, avoiding any animal documentaries, not wanting to traumatize his new tiny friend. 

“You named him PB?”

“Yup”

“Based off of what” Tony cocked and eyebrow while Bucky snorted, feeding him another sunflower seed. 

“We’ll, I originally called him Parker’s balls”

Imagine after this Bucky has PB trained to wreck havoc and steal things he likes from just about anywhere. Peter gets absolute shit from Tony because 1 Bucky was enough chaos and now its Bucky plus this tiny demon. 

[agi-ppangx]

💭bringing back the childhood

kim seungmin x gn!reader

an: happy birthday @inniescandy-01 ❤️ i hope you're having an amazing day<3

“can i come to your place?” seungmin texted you in the late evening. it was getting dark, the sun lazily disappearing below the horizon, allowing the moon to take over. you send a text back, saying that it’s fine and you’ll be waiting for him. in the meantime you checked your look in the mirror, fixing your hair and putting on some mascara and lip balm. you were nervous - why? after all seungmin and you were just friends, you’d known each other your whole lives, so there was no point in you being anxious. then why did it feel different this time?

the knock on your door brought you back to reality. you opened them with a bit too much force and there he was, holding two boxes in his hands. “hi,” he simply said, letting himself into your apartment. he placed the boxes down on the table and turned to face you. “happy birthday, yn. you’re getting old, you know that?” you giggled at his words. “yeah, thanks for reminding me,” you responded with a smile on your face. “what’s in those boxes?” you asked then, smirking, and seungmin took one of them and opened it. “here, it’s a cake. and the other one is for later, so don’t even try to open it now,” he threatened, though you could see he was really holding himself back from grinning. you saluted jokingly and took the cake to cut it into slices.

there was one memory of your birthday that was especially precious to you. you were turning eight then and you invited seungmin to spend some time with you. his mum baked you your favourite cake and he got you a present. “it’s not much,” he said. “but i think you’ll like him.” you opened the box he handed you and you took a plush puppy out of it. you thought to yourself that it looked kind of like a golden retriever. “it reminds me of you. do you like it?” he then asked, not looking at you and fidgeting with the hem of his shirt instead. “yeah, he’s cute. i’ll call him minnie.”

“how are you feeling?” seungmin asked you a bit later, when you were sitting on your balcony and eating the cake. “i’m okay. just kind of sad.” he raised his eyebrows. “why?” “because i miss our childhood,” you sighed loudly. “i wish we were eight again, life was easier then.” seungmin chuckled at your words and stood up abruptly, going into your living room. you observed him intently as he came back with the other box and sat in front of you. “open it.” you took it and tore the wrapping paper, opening the box. you gasped when you noticed what was inside. “minnie! where did you find him? i thought i lost him forever,” you exclaimed, feeling your eyes fill with tears. you lost minnie when you were fifteen and you were heartbroken, thinking he was gone for good. you covered your face, hoping that seungmin didn’t notice your state. he placed his hand on your knee and spoke softly. “my mum found it in our basement a few weeks ago. i tried to make him look better, but minnie’s kinda old.” you dropped your hands, looking him in the eyes. you grinned so widely, overwhelmed with happiness. “i can’t believe you did this for me, thank you.” “i know i seem cold, but i care about you, you know?” in the vague moonlight you didn’t notice that his cheeks became bright red at the confession. you hesitated for a moment, but after a short while you thought fuck it and leaned forward to place a kiss on seungmin’s lips. how surprised you were when he didn’t back off and instead deepened the kiss, bringing you closer to him and suddenly you didn’t feel sad anymore.

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[love-fictional-ppl]

Petite!fem!reader w/ a high metabolism

Part 1

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Summary: this is part 2 to a request. reader goes off on “almond mom” for judging her for eating while out w her man🤞

Pairings: Sabo x reader, Trafalgar D. Water Law x reader

Warnings: language, Karens, mentions of sex, drinking, food (obviously), characters are kinda ooc

A/N: this was requested so long ago and I genuinely feel horrible for how long you have had to wait for a part 2. I hope that you atleast enjoy this @babbiebooc

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Sabo:

Tbh he finds it cute

Is that bitch that compares it to his little brother

Will ask you if you ate or if you’re hungry

Doesn’t fuss too much about your eating since he knows you can handle yourself

The revolutionary army had sent troops to an island village. You and Sabo at the moment had plenty of downtime.

“Sabooooo, I’m hungryyyy,” you whine.

“Let’s go get a bite to eat then,” Sabo replies. Wandering around looking for a tavern or restaurant, you finally spot a tavern.

You and Sabo find a spot to sit, out of the way but able to observe who came in and out. You were especially hungry today having ate nothing all day. You decided you didn’t mind spending money since you had just gotten paid.

Sabo ordered himself something to eat and a drink. You both chat and enjoyed your food and each other’s presence.

After a moment you noticed the slight frown on Sabo’s face. You sat and listened for a second and heard a woman talking with her family.

“It baffles me how some women can’t even have the decency to use proper table manners in front of their men,” you were fuming hearing her words.

Before you could do anything, Sabo spoke up, “And it baffles me you don’t even have the decency to talk about somebody you don’t know out of earshot.”

The woman looked flushed and overall embarrassed, nonetheless she went back to eating silently this time.

You couldn’t help feeling butterflies after seeing Sabo stick up for you.

“You know, that was really hot,” you told him.

“Was it?” He responded, cheeky.

“Why don’t we head on out of here?”

Sabo didn’t respond, he simply set down a sack full of berries to pay. He then, grabbed your hand pulled you and dragged you out the place.

Trafalgar D. Water Law:

He doesn’t really care honestly

In his opinion eating is healthy therefore if you wanna eat a entire buffet, knock yourself out

He only finds it odd that you eat so much but barely put on 2 pounds

Thinks ur stomach is a wormhole

You were hungry and wanted to get something to eat, Law originally wasn’t gonna come but then after 10 minutes he decided to join you.

You browsed the market set up in the town considering cooking something yourself, then you spotted a restaurant with the best looking desserts.

Law wandered off to go find a bar but promised he would return. In the meantime you decided to order yourself almost the entire menu.

While you were busy chowing down on a chocolate cake u hear a woman talking a few little girls. Maybe her daughter and her friends?

You hear the withered looking woman say, “You see how she’s sitting alone, that’s for a reason. Eat like that and you’ll be just like her when you’re big girls.”

You started tearing up out of frustration. “Actually you witch, there’s a reason why I eat the way I do. And I’m not alone, thank you very much, I have a boyfriend who will be here any minute. When he does get here me and him will be leaving to go have sex, have a good day.” You slammed the money on the table, oblivious to the fact Law had just witnessed the whole thing.

You heard Law say something like stupid cunt and turned around to see him glaring at the woman.

You almost started sobbing out of relief to see him. Law stared back at you with a relaxed smile and calmly asked, “so are we gonna go have sex?”

Laughing uncontrollably, you reply, “hell yes.”

Smiling like idiots, you walk back to the ship hand in hand.

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A/N: ok so I was gonna include kid but my tumblr is glitching where every time I save the draft it deletes his part😭😭

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

Bedridden.

Imagine: Dean won't let you take care of him.

Pairing: Dean Winchester × Black Reader

Dean's been lagging and coughing. You suspect he's sick, but he's so damn stubborn. "Let me take your temperature," you insist, thermometer in hand. His cheeks are stuffed with Monster Burger, extra sauce dripping down his chin. He looks you up and down like you've lost your mind.

"No thanks, House."

You're pretty sure he's feverish. You touch his forehead. "Dean, you're burning up!"

"I'm hot-blooded.. like Roxette."

He's been on your Spotify account. He must've accessed your phone. No wonder Pornhub had found its way into your history. 'Busty ebony babes.'

"Let me take your temperature," you insist, hanging over him. If he's stubborn, so are you.

"Piece of advice? NEVER come between a man and his Monster Burger." He cuts his eyes at you, taking another heaping bite. You snatch the burger from his hand and sit it down, squeezing his chipmunk cheeks to push out the chewed beef and bun.

"Thank you." You ignore his wide green eyes as you force the thermometer under his tongue. "Hold still." After the beep, you swipe the string of spit on his shirt. He stifles another cough.

"You know, where I'm from, I'd get a cigar after something like that."

"Hush. I swear you bring the black mama out of me, stressing me out and shit... Yep. It's just as I thought. You DO have a fever."

Dean looks shocked. "Let me see that." He grabs the thermometer from your hand, tossing it with a sarcastic smile. "Problem solved." He grabs for his burger, but you take it hostage.

"When's the last time you had something healthy?"

"Are you-" He coughs. "That's literally a salad with protein and croutons!"

"This is high blood pressure and cholesterol."

"I don't care about 20 years from now. I care about now and right now you need to get it together." You look him in the eye as you trash the remains.

"Isn't it wonderful," he giggles. You glare motherly. "Oh, COME ON! It's not like we hunters have long life spans. I could die this week. You think I care about something that'll end me in 20 years?"

"NO!!!"

"Yes, Dean. You're sick right now and that's not gonna help you get better. Your body needs fuel."

"Bacon is fuel..."

You sigh, refusing to get caught in those green puppy dog eyes. "I'm making you some vegetables. When's the last time you had some broccoli or greens."

His face scrunches in disgust. "You want me to eat leaves? What am I, Thumper? I can't eat grass and twigs. Are you kidding me? Look at this body. You think I got these monster gains by grazing hay? No way, sweet cakes."

"Are the muscles in the room with us?" Your head tilts.

"Ha-ha.. I'm not eating green shit unless it comes on a beef patty between two buns and that's final.

"Boy shut up... You haven't had greens the black way. Let me hook some up and pop that food cherry." You smirk when he blinks in surprise. You start rinsing putting the greens you bought for yourself on the stove, meanwhile Dean is still delusional about his health. "In the meantime, you need to be in bed."

"That's an idea I can get behind... Would you be coming with me?"

"Hell no. You need to rest your body, hydrate, and get that fever down. Now, do what I say before I get irritable. Go upstairs to your room, get in bed."

"And do what!?"

His eyes look tired.

"Watch TV! Sleep!"

"I don't wanna," he pouts. You nearly forgot he raised himself AND Sam growing up. No wonder he's so stubborn. You kindly escort him to his room and ignore his cheesing when you remove his pants. You turn on his TV and find something you know will keep him in place for a few hours. A marathon of Walker Texas Ranger. "Fuckin Chuck Norris."

"Yes. Watch TV and I'll be up to check on you." You touch his forehead, still hot. He's pretending to be strong and unaffected by exhaustion and illness, but the second you step out... you put your ear to the door and listen to the facade drop. He's sighing, coughing as quietly as he can, and going through it privately. He's so stubborn.

You bring him a bowl of your southern soul greens and grits suddenly, he looks bright-eyed as if you didn't hear him. "Great!.. You brought me grass..." He takes a sniff.

"Yeah, it smells good don't it. You gone learn to trust me when it comes to food. There's more to cuisine than TV dinners, fast food, and turducken."

His eyes roll the second he puts the greens in his mouth. The moment his taste buds get a hit, you can see his soul leave his body.

"Oh my GOD," he grunts, having had an orgasmic experience.

"Told you so."

He pats the bed. "This is the one where Trivette goes undercover in a jail to eliminate a drug ring."

"No thanks," you smile, "I wouldn't watch Walker Texas Ranger, MASH, Clint Eastwood, none of it. Not even if you paid me."

"Oh come on, everyone likes Chuck Norris. He's Chuck Norris!"

"Overrated," you shrug. His jaw drops.

"You take that back you sicko."

"He's totally mid. The only reason you don't agree is because you grew up with him 200 years ago in the 80s."

His eyes narrow at you as he takes another mouthful of greens. On that note, you slip out of the room, a smirk on your face. The truth is the truth. You give him water, tea, and tylenol. When come back again, he's fallen asleep. It gives you time to take a little nap. You feel like a babysitter. It's the sound of keys jingling that wakes you up on the couch.

"Hm?" You sit up quickly, seeing Dean fully dressed with his boots and jacket. "Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"Beer run. I'll be brief."

"Dean, I swear. If I have to strap you down! Step out that door, I'll never sleep with you again," you rush. He closes the door quickly like you thought he might. "I don't know why you insist on torturing yourself. Sit your bowlegged ass down."

You sneeze.

"Aw shit," he sighs.

"Aw shit is right! You got me sick."

You can tell by his face he feels a tiny bit bad. He waddles over and eases down next to you, sitting a moment in silence. He's about to bring up Walker Texas Ranger again, you feel it. He turns to you and you hold up your hand.

"No.. Aht. No," you point.

"Fine..... But you're missing out on the baddest of rangers!"

"UGH!" He goes on and on and on and ON as you hold your head. "Do you want me to her into my Twilight discourse," you threaten. "Sounds like you want me to talk about Twilight." Instant retreat for him back up the stairs. You shake your head and sigh. "...Let me get me some of these damn greens."

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[soov-archived]

TH𝗘 C𝗔T ── yjw.

✶ : 1k, yang jungwon & gn!reader, fluff, estabilished relationship. ⚠ : mentions of food, lowercase intended, kisses (on the face), jealousy (over a cat). ੭ : HAPPY LATE WON BIRTH ^_^

jungwon smiled at the proud expression you had after leaving the bakery near his house with a pastel paper bag.

“can you believe it? these were really the last slices of chocolate cake they had!” you exclaimed, latching your fingers with your boyfriend's as you left for yang's house.

“mhm, and i'm glad we arrived on time, dear,” he hummed and gave your cheek a shy peck before glancing down.

“oh my god, wonie, look! a cat!”

even though his grip was strong, as soon as he looked up, he found his hand empty and starting to get cold.

he admired your figure carefully approaching the greyish animal, arms extended to show it that you didn't mean any harm. jungwon’s face was adorned by a lovesick grin while the cat purred and rubbed its back on you.

“you're so cute. are you lost, buddy?” you cooed, petting its fur and forgetting it couldn't understand you. the cat's yellow eyes closed in bliss when listening to your gentle tone.

“maybe i can try to communicate with it,” jungwon suggested playfully as he kneeled next to you. “i think this little guy here can understand me.”

nodding, you considered the absurd option since jungwon always seemed to be good with felines. “oh, right. can you try to?”

he leaned closer to the small cat and let out a low meow, voice cracking midway. his eyes widened awkwardly, averting them from the creature.

you blinked twice before bursting out laughing, careful to not drop the package. your new friend curiously scanned you and switched its focus to your boyfriend, reciprocating the meow.

“i— it really understood you,” you cackled, using jungwon to support yourself and not fall.

he clicked his tongue. “get lost. of course it did.” jungwon thought he could mask his embarrassment when he was close to you, but not when his whole face glowed with a compromising red hue.

“you don't have to be so salty, love.” standing up, you gave the area below his ear a quick kiss, his body burning. “i'm sure the cat didn't even care about that horrid voice crack.”

his hands covered his face, rubbing it as he followed your movements.

your body did a turn to look at your lover and the pet, mouth twitching upwards when you noticed the similar look they had.

“psst, come here!” you called out gently, not sure if you were talking to jungwon or the cat. nevertheless, both of them walked up to you helplessly, and a laugh threatened to fall from your lips.

the boy intertwined your fingers once again, wincing when your freezing skin came in contact with his lukewarm one. yang sighed disappointedly, removing one of his beige-colored mittens and giving it to you. “give me the bag and wear this.” he demanded, adjusting your coat in the meantime.

in response, you could only obey his worrisome commands, covering your palm with the fluffy fabric. right after, the black-haired boyfriend stole your uncovered wrist and stuffed his pocket with it. “that's better,” he whispered, a cloud of mist running away from his chapped, pink lips.

jungwon pulled you along with him towards his dorm, garish butterflies swarming around inside his stomach. your every squeeze on his palms made his heart threaten to explode in love.

when his irises focused on yours he saw billions of unexplored galaxies in them. they turned into crescents as you neared his face. “the cat keeps following us.”

in fact, the small animal sprinted in your direction, and jungwon saw it happily pawing at your shoes. “i've never seen a stray animal do this,” he gasped.

“there's a first time for everything.” you shrugged, biting your lower lip and keeping up with your pace. “c'mon, kitty!” chuckling, you called the cat again.

the walk to the cozy place lasted another minute. yang squeezed your hand and huffed every time you gave attention to the clingy pet (which played with your shoelaces), making you laugh even more.

as soon as you two arrived at the dorms, jungwon opened the door, followed by a quick ‘okay, come in’. however, you were almost squatting, gesturing with your gloved hand for the cat to enter.

“psps, c'mere!” you motioned to the inside of the house, your boyfriend's stare lifting to see the “intruder” trust you.

“bubs, we can't bring it inside!” he whined. “can we say bye to it? i think it might even be from the weird lady next door.”

“but it's so cute!” you replied using the same childish tone, squeezing the cat's cheeks to convince the boy.

“and we need to eat our cake,” jungwon tilted his head to the side, voice toning down. “besides, i'm way cuter than this thing.”

you looked up at him and grinned sideways, bidding a quick farewell to the animal leaving. “why that comment, won?” standing in front of him, you looped your arms around his neck while his went to your waist.

“can't let you spend all your attention on a cat. it's my birthday, after all,” he stated, gaze narrowing when the innocent stars in your eyes from before turned into mischievous ones.

before teasing jungwon further, you kissed the corner of his mouth for a brief moment, catching him off guard. his eyelids closed by the end of the peck, staying closed even after you pulled away.

“you sound so stupid right now,” you confessed with a soft smile, “but it's alright; you look adorable when you're jealous.”

he opened an eye and then another, blinking quietly. the boy pressed his lips together, observing you take back the package from his hands again, walking in front of him.

“psst, c’mon!” jokingly, you gestured for him to follow you into the lobby. “we need to eat the cake.”

even with the playful lilt in your voice and the chocolate cake (which he secretly disliked the flavor), jungwon felt happier than he's ever felt in his life, enjoying the remaining hours of his birthday with the person he adored the most.

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[noctumbra]

                     𝒊𝒙. 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆

🍂 summary ─ bucky buys you a cake and a bouquet of flowers, and stuff progresses.

🍂 pairing ─ farmer!bucky barnes x reader

🍂 warnings ─ fluff, they are Soft (tm) your honor, chaste kissing

🍂 a/n ─ they are so cuteeeee pls

There were times where your time at work got hard, tiring and sometimes made you want to quit and disappear from the face of Earth.

The people, your clients and boss and co-workers, sometimes pushed you too much, too hard and said so many offending things to you because one shipment was late or a date was mixed that you wanted to set yourself on fire along with the building.

Those kinds of days always left you drained, in a bad mood and exhausted.

It was one them days.

You were achy, cranky and drained as usual. All you wanted to do was get something warm to drink, rest a little before going home and start preparing yourself a meal for the sake of uninterrupted sleep during the night.

What you didn’t expect was, though, the coffee shop being crowded as fuck when you stepped in after the day you had.

You froze momentarily at the door, looking around frantically and trying to remember if you were at the right place. Then, you saw Wanda taking orders, barking at some because they were delaying the lien, and Pietro who was preparing orders at a rapid pace and calling out names.

You had half the mind to walk back out, but your legs were about to give up from all the running around you’ve made, so you walked inside towards a corner table. You dropped your bag and coat on the empty chair and sat down, waiting for the line the die down a bit before you could brave it.

It took twenty minutes for the initial crowd to die down, but when you went to get in the line, it only had three people in front of you.

And the guy in front of you looked scarily familiar from the back.

You frowned as you leaned forward a little to see his face, but you saw something else before that.

A small knitted pumpkin symbol at the bottom of a white sweater.

You grinned.

The line moved in the meantime, and it was his turn to order. You heard him asking for a grande cappuccino and a smallest cake on the display.

“For the beat-up looking person behind me,” he added. You blinked. He was talking about you.

“Excuse you,” you grumbled. Bucky chuckled and sent you a look over his shoulder before paying for his order. He left to grab his coffee, and you stepped forward, ordering an Americano. Wanda sent you a dirty look for the order, but you could care less. You paid for your coffee, moved aside to get your cup from Pietro and blinked at the cake. Huffing a thank you to Pietro, you walked towards Bucky with a tray in your hand, your coffee and cake sitting innocently next to each other.

“I will only eat it if you share it with me,” you told him, placing the tray on the empty table before him. Bucky blinked before he smiled.

“If that’s what you want,” he said. “As long as we stop meeting with your dead on your feet and me all energetic.” You rolled your eyes at his words and cut the chocolate cake into half with the knife.

“Yeah, good luck with that,” you grumbled. Your cranky self was showing, and honestly you didn’t want him to see that part of you, so you tried to surpass it. After you had a couple sips of that heavenly coffee and some sugar, you were going to feel better you knew that. Hell, you were counting on that. Otherwise, Bucky was in for one hell of a ride.

“Couldn’t sleep last night?” He asked. You shrugged, stabbing your cake with your fork. Bucky frowned.

“Another shitty day at work where it makes me think of quitting,” you grumbled after swallowing your food and took a sip of your coffee to wash it down. Bucky hummed as he popped a small bite into his mouth and chewed it thoughtfully. His bright blue eyes were watching you─ you could feel them burning a hole on your skin─ but you tried not to care. Your focus was solely on your coffee and sugar.

Bucky hummed once again before standing up and disappearing for a short while. You frowned. Swallowing the cake in your mouth, you lifted your head. Without giving you a time to figure out what he was doing, he came back with a small flower bouquet in his hand.

Daffodils.

You looked at him.

“I always see you looking at them before you walk into the shop,” he explained. “You smile every time you see them, too.” Shrugging, he sent you a soft smile. “Figured you love them.”

You did.

Daffodils were your favorite.

“Bucky─” You whispered. His breath hitched lightly, and he cleared his throat.

“I loved the sweater,” he said. “It’s very soft. As soft as the messed up one. You have a good eye about the sizing. It fits perfectly.” He showed off his arms and his adorable sweater paws to you. Then, he chuckled and added, “I loved the pumpkin symbol, by the way.” You snorted lightly before giggling.

“Figured you would,” you said. “You love everything that has pumpkin in it.” He hummed, nodding.

“Yeah, I do,” he admitted. “Ma hates me for it.” You smiled.

“She’s not a fan of pumpkin?” You asked. He shook his head.

“Can’t stand it, actually,” he said and shrugged. “I love teasing her with it.” You chuckled.

“You’re mean,” you concluded and made him grin.

“Nah, she’s just very easy to tease with.”

Smiling, you finished your coffee while thinking about how fondly and softly he talked about his mother. It was obvious that he loved her very much, and it made you feel all warm. You kind of wanted to snuggle up to him. Just as he opened his mouth, your phone went off. You huffed and dug your hand into your bag to retrieve your phone. It was your mother, asking you what time you were going to be home. You sighed.

“I have to go,” you murmured. When you stood up, Bucky stood up with you. You put on your coat and grabbed your bag; on one hand you had your phone and on the other it was flowers Bucky gave you. Standing up on your tiptoes, you kissed his cheek. “Thank you for the sugar and flowers,” you whispered.

He smiled widely and grabbed your wrist gently when you made a move to walk past him. He leaned forward and kissed your cheek. “Thank you for the sweater. It’s my new favorite.” You looked at each other after he pulled back. It was very easy to get lost in his eyes; those ocean blues making you feel safe and cared for.

“You’re welcome,” you whispered again and looked at his lips for a split second. Pulling back, you smiled at him and walked away. Your heart was beating in your mouth, palms sweaty and a stupid smile on your lips.

This was another threshold, you thought. Feels good to cross it.

[dany-is-my-queen]

A Question of Loyalty IV

Rhaenyra Targaryen x reader, Alicent Hightower x reader

Word count: 3k

Summary: When dragons of green and dragons of black dance, you have to choose the color that suits you best.

“I remember you at their age.” You reminisced those years, easier years in Driftmark where your only care was not to eat too much cake and play with your siblings. Laena was with child again, you meekly rubbed her belly.

“They look just like you.”

“I was always following you around. Just like Rhaena does with Baela.”

“Well, I was the eldest sibling. Still am.” You quipped.

“I have the fresh memory of you on top of Silverwing. You were grounded for a moon and then I was grounded for a moon for letting you flee your chambers.”

“You enjoyed the ride, didn’t you?” She busted a gut.

“I did. It was because of you that I gathered the courage to claim Vhagar in the first place, otherwise I wouldn’t even thought it possible.”

“I’m proud of you, little sister.” She smiled heartily.

“How are things with the Queen?”

“She gave birth to Daeron. I adore that boy. It's almost as if he were mine.”

“You do have a gift with children. And what about Rhaenyra?”

“We are… still sorting it out.” You said vaguely, she was detaching more every passing day.

“You do not sound convinced. Is your heart troubled, Y/N? Don’t close yourself off to me. You can trust me.”

“I know, Laena. It’s… hard. Living with her yet being so far apart.”

“Has Alicent’s infatuation faded yet?”

“Infatuation?”

“I do not claim to know her, we barely shared a few words when I was in the Capital but that woman, sweet sister, that woman sees the stars in your eyes. When at Leanor's wedding, only a fool wouldn't realize her heart was calling out to you.” You regretted your actions on that particular date, you went to her out of desperation, a need to feel something. It doesn't mean that you didn't cherish it, or that you didn't like it. But you played with her strings, and it wasn't something the Queen could just forget.

“Are you still oblivious?” The twins came sprinting in before you could answer to something that you didn’t actually have an answer for.

“Oh my beautiful dragons!” Rhaena perched on your lap whilst Baela put her small arms around your neck. “The Capital would do you wonders. Come visit me soon.”

“Can we, mother? Please?” They pleaded.

“We will have to consult it with your father first.” Laena spoke, you sighed with disdain at Daemon’s mention.

“We want to meet our cousins!”

“In the meantime, perhaps a letter would lift their spirits? You proposed.

“Yes!”

“Daemon is reluctant… he still feels spurned by the King, and by most of the Court.” Laena declared.

“I wonder why.” You mumbled.

“I do miss Laenor, and mother & father. Send them my regards; and all my love.”

“It would be good to have you back, we could arrange a feast in High Tide instead. Send a raven anytime and I will see to it.” She bade you safe travel, you both lingered in each other’s familiar touch.

“I will, I promise.”

When the news of your sister’s passing reached you couldn’t believe your ears, for not so long ago you had seen her… chatted with her. She was alive, she was well. She wanted to come home. She wouldn’t have wanted to perish in some foreign land, she meant for her girls to grow up in Westeros.

Daemon objected, would not let her return. In your soul, accumulating hatred was not something you were proud of, blaming someone for another's death was low when it wasn't deliberate, yet the very sight of him unsettled you. You had to be strong now, for Baela and Rhaena.

Your uncle Vaemond delivered the eulogy in High Valyrian, in which he included pointed remarks about Velaryon blood remaining “pure” while glancing at Rhaenyra’s sons, Daemon was somber at her death, and he started giggling at Vaemond's pettiness in bringing this up now, you paid no mind to your uncle. You glared at Daemon, a lack of respect to his wife, to all of your family.

“I don’t want mother to be gone.” Baela was wretched, Rhaena was still crying a river of tears. You wished you could unburden them, bring Laena back and shield them from all dangers in the world.

“She’s going to watch over the two of you, from the Heavens. You will feel her in the sun that warms your skin. Nobody is gone forever, my darling girls. Let the memories remind you how to smile.” You offered them consolation, and they did the same.

Laenor had more cups of wine than you would have preferred. He lamented the fact that he should have brought his sister home when he was still able to spend more time with her. Rhaenys slumped as she read the words written in the letter, you kept each other company until slumber came to subdue your sobs at night.

Rhaenyra was the first to approach you, Laena was her cousin after all and she was sadden for it too. “Laena was well loved by all of us. Your sister was one of a kind.” She dithered to give you a hug, instead she squeezed your shoulder and went to her sons.

Jace was devastated, for Ser Harwin and the late Hand Lyonel had also recently perished in a fire at Harrenhal, "the cursed castle". You may have felt jealous of him for stealing the Princess' heart and time, but there is no denying the role he had played, protecting and coddling Jace and Luke, for which he will always have your respect.

Alicent was determined to deliver some comfort as well, and so she did with an embrace. “My deepest sympathies, my lady.” You dawdled in her arms until the bereaved court was scattered around.

After a long evening at the cliffside courtyard for the wake, The Queen came forward once more, she commanded a view of hopefulness. “I know this is not an appropriate time, mayhaps. But I wish to consult it with you firsthand.” She commented. You cracked a little smile her way.

“Do tell, your Grace.”

“The proposal Rhaenyra presented back in King’s Landing… about marrying Healena to Jacaerys, I will agree to it.” Your eyes growing wider by the revelation.

“Really?”

“I’ll be announcing it tomorrow before departing High Tide. Jacaerys is a gentle boy, he will make an excellent match for sweet Haleana. He’ll treat her with respect and devotion, same with their children. Aegon wouldn’t.” You grippingly nodded, for you knew beyond doubt that Jace would be perfect for her.

“Jace will be faithful to her, and kind.”

“I’m counting on it. She needs someone to look after her.”

**********

You would never have thought the night would turn out the way it did. It is sad, tragic even, that Alicent and Rhaenyra met first, were friends... only to have the bad blood between them intensify.

You knew some of the blame resided on you, and that was even worse. And what was the consequence of it? Aemond was maimed, Luke was beyond frightened of Alicent, she had cut your chest open. Surely Lucerys did not intend to attack him if it was not utterly necessary, and a child's mind acts before it thinks. How was this allowed to happen?

The pitiful thing was that Viserys didn't seem very moved by it, not that you supported mutilation or anything of the sort fell on Luke, however, the King simply doesn't care, those Targaryen children are not loved by their own father, you softened your heart at the most obvious avowal.

Rhaenyra and Alicent had yet again argued about you… The princess was so sure of herself, she thought she had you in the palm of her hand… that you were still that naive girl. And Alicent has begged you more times than you can recall, to speak out loud about the feelings you've been putting aside since that night together. For them to make amends seemed so impossible and it ruptured you. Silverwing helped ease your dismay, you actually talked to her while you were in the clouds, and she harked.

You found yourself heading to the dinner Hall, where Alicent was just finishing breaking her fast, along with Ser Otto.

“How are you, Your Grace?” You took a seat at the grand table, Otto was leering at you and Alicent noticed. He’s never liked you.

“Father, would you give us a moment, please.” He flashed a warning look to her and he exit.

Alicent’s countenance was dimmed. “I do not want this to come as a thunderbolt for you, my lady. I’ve had a change of heart.” You faintly frowned. “I’m announcing Aegon’s betrothal to Helaena, later today.”

“But… what about her and Jacearys? You said-“

"I know what I said, Y/N. It was only a few days ago that I was beginning to be convinced by the match. I trust you fathom that I cannot now allow my daughter to marry the boy. Her brother hurt my son for life, defending him or not, who knows what he could become. Helaena doesn't need something like that near her. My job, my crucial job is to protect my children. I hope you can understand that."

“I.. I do, Your Grace, I do.” You managed to say, shaken by the confession.

“Good. You’ve come to say something?” She was quick to ask.

You realized that the more you let your feelings for her go behind a cloud of smoke, the more you were going to later repent it and the more she’s going to feel rejected by you, so you shaped up the courage and woman up before vocalizing again.

“I have. Alicent, I am sorry for being partial on the matter of the dispute that broke days ago. I am sorry I spoke to you as I did when you came to apologize. You are a mother and I myself cannot know what it is like... the helplessness you felt when the King didn't bat an eyelash for his son. You deserve so much better, and if you let me, I'll make sure those children do not feel unwanted.” You promised her.

“After that night, Y/N, I’m not quite certain the children will agree to that. They feel betrayed. I feel betrayed. But guess it shouldn’t be a surprise, after all, you do favor them. Even if you won’t admit it out loud.”

“Your kids are my family. We share blood.”

“Water is thicker than blood, it would seem.” You knew exactly what she meant with that, it stung all over.

“I don’t wish to be at each other’s throats about it anymore.”

“Then leave.” The Queen coldly chided, you grimaced. You were losing her, you could feel it and you weren’t just prepared to do so.

“Alicent—“

“Do you love me?” She inquired with exasperation, with yearning and anguish making their way to reflect on her articulation.

“I do.” She intended to withdraw her hand but you grasped it firmly over the canteen. “I do love you. I suppose I just… I was too blind to see it, to admit it. I didn't want to imprison you with your own emotions.”

“Rhaenyra claims otherwise.”

“No one is ever enough for her.” Little did the Queen or you knew, that this last part of the conversation was falling directly into the ears of the alluded princess, nor did she retaliate until she made the terrible mistake of glimpsing at you. “Could I be enough for you?” You purred, inches apart you slanted towards the Queen, she greeted the affection with a handful of tears streaming down her cheeks. You wiped them away with your thumbs, and this kiss was not like the ones you’ve shared before, no, this one held meaning, this one felt right.

Rhaenyra could’ve easily interrupted the intimate moment you were having with the Queen, could easily have made a scandal out of it, but instead, she swabbed harshly her own bitter drops, stealthily stormed out and started to feel that excruciating pain she did when you were both fifteen at Dragonstone.

When the intensity wore off, you stood in silence for a long minute, Alicent cupped your face softly. “I'm not saying it's too late for us. I don't think so myself. But I can't do this now. You... you're crazy about her. She's your number one, always has been. I doubt I can ever top that, or earn that place in your heart. How long must I keep biding here to wait for an answer? You will be running after her next time you see her, and I don’t think I can endure it any longer."

You couldn't swear on your knees that your feelings for the Targaryen were going to fade into the dark forever, because that would probably never happen, so you spoke no more, knowing it would make no difference. You knew that what you felt for her was genuine, pure.

**********

Alicent publicly announced that Aegon and Haleana would marry before autumn’s end. Her reputation was freshly tarnished, yet she stood with authority, and Viserys did not oppose the union. Aegon, discontent with it, sweet Haleana ethereal as only she knew how to be. Aemond increasingly filled with hatred, convinced more than ever that his nephews were nothing more than bastards whose claims were mendacious.

“I wish you could come with us, aunt Y/N. You protected Luke, mother and me. The only one who has done that is Ser Harwin and now he’s gone. Those people are dangerous. We would protect you the way you did us.“ Jace said, worry in his voice, you crouched and washed away his concerns.

“The knight you would be, my darling prince. I won’t go to King’s Landing, I’ll be staying home where I belong. These are hard times, but you know what? We must all be united. Do not let loathing grow thick inside of you.“ You remarked when Luke joined you.

“He hates us now, they all do.” That shadow was looming weighty on their heads, they could spot it.

“They do not. You are decent young princes. An apology is not enough, it cannot bring back the eye of your uncle, but it will demonstrate you didn’t mean ill will. That it doesn’t make you superior.”

“He didn’t apologize to Baela and Rhaena—“

“Prove you’re different, sweet boy.” Little Luke looked up at you, and nodded.

“I will, aunt. I’ll apologize to him.”

Subsequently, the ship set off where Alicent and Viserys were on, and the three Dragons, Sunfyre, Dreamfyre & Vhagar carried the kids on their backs.

You were lounging on the grassland, feeling the breeze on your skin. You didn't want the "Rogue Prince" to overstay in your father's seat, he was a walking insult. And you wondered if you should go after Alicent - have you lost her without even having her?

“Penny for your thoughts?” Laenor laid beside you, and it reminded you when you were six and he was five. The flash of his grin coming to you in a warm wave. “Look Y/N! He’s going to be the largest dragon in the world! Even larger than the Black Dread. But he’ll be more beautiful.”

“I miss the old days.”

“So do I. Wish I could relive them. When the three of us took wing, we were the rulers of the sky. We were invincible. We took different roads”

“But in the end, we never changed. We remained true to ourselves, to each other. Little Laena is resting now with our ancestors, we will meet with her again.”

“I know we will. I never laid with her Y/N, I could never do that to my sister. Not when I knew she was the woman you loved.” This was hurting Laenor, because he loved you deeply, and he knew this would devastate you, he also knew how strong you were. He couldn’t live like this anymore, he dithered, he did.

“You are a good man, with a heart of gold, but you’re even a better brother.”

“You possess that heart of gold, Y/N. You are the very best of all of us. You are an honorable woman. Never lose that spark.” Something was.. amiss, you should’ve peered closer.

You cursed yourself a thousand times for not having been smart, for not having delved into Laenor's mind, for not having clung to him and protected your little brother from all dangers, because the atrocity that occurred hours later paralyzed you. They found his corpse shoved head-first into the fireplace, horrifically burned beyond recognition.

After a week or so, you were able to digest it. Having not eaten for days, Silverwing's appetite diminished as well. Rhaenyra left your home for the Island shortly after his demise. You learned Daemon went with her…

Ser Qarl was the apparent murderer, he had fled High Tide, but he cared about your brother, he was smitten by him since they met, you were there that day. It didn't make the slightest sense.

Rumors began to spread, the whole kingdom learned of Daemon and Rhaenyra's marriage. You'd be lying if you said you didn't see it coming, but how convenient was it to eliminate the princess's husband, so that fucker could take her as his wife? Both your parents were convinced that he had something to do with his death, and they had no doubt that she was an accomplice.

You at first refused to believe it was true, she wouldn't be capable of such a thing, of hurting him, and hurting you. But she had done it a hundred times before, time and again as the breaking point came crawling into your brain, the idea that it was possible broke through the heavy grief and mourning. Laenor would never leave Seasmoke behind, never leave your parents, never leave you to bear another loss...to consider it made you feel sick to the bone.

Rhaenyra didn’t choose you, she chose the ugly path. She chose her uncle, somebody else, over you, again. The beginning of the end of your love for her.

Tagging: @loveislove4 @evattude @lethal-minds @sophiexoxsblog

[ncityavenue]

9:29 am ♡

you persuaded Johnny if yall could go to the local café and it didn't take too much work considering he's a sucker for cuteness, he opened the door for you letting you walk in first and himself afterwards.

Quite a Gentleman. You thought.

"So, what would you like again? The new what?" Johnny raised his eyebrow.

"The matcha Boba tea, I haven't tried it yet!" You beamed as you lightly hopped.

"That's actually not new"

"I don't care, I just want it!!" You said grabbing on his sleeve.

"Do you think I could just waist my wallet on you?" Johnny questioned pulling his wallet out as he spoke.

"Yes, that's like one of the first things that makes our friendship." You answered triumphal.

You guys walked closer to the cashier ready to order, "Good Morning, what can I get for you?"

"Uh yes, could I have the matcha Boba tea and 2 coffee cakes?" Johnny ordered, the cashier happily added those to the list she asked if there was anything else and Johnny eyed you, you shook your head.

"That will be it, Thank you." Johnny says, you stared at your best friend for a minute just admiring his beauty. You never were afraid to remind him how handsome he was and he was never afraid to remind you how good looking you are but its just something about today in this moment that you might be thinking about him being more than a friend.

"You know, we're gonna share that drink right??" Johnny tilted his head, you furrowed you eyebrows.

"I did not consent to that."

"Well it's my money, and you dragged me here and I didn't consent to that either."

"Johnny, you're like 7 feet tall you easily could've just pulled me along. You're like those bulky action men figures."

Johnny leaned his shoulder on the wall as you waited for your orders, "I'm only 6 feet, and if i dared to say no and pull you along I fear you may never speak to me again."

"Smart boy." You went on your tippy toes patting johnny head.

The cashier called your order and Johnny momentarily left you so he could grab it and go but in the meantime the cashier had whispered to him, "keep them, they're a gem. Protect them at all costs, they love you." She said, Johnny didn't quite register what she said but then he had a unreadable expression on his face.

All he said was "I'll try, thank you." And went on his face, he knew his cheek were tinted pink.

"I'm so thirsty! Thank you Johnny." You looked up at him as you took the matcha drink from him.

"You are welcome." Johnny smiled, you walked out the café and you noticed a shift in Johnny.

"Johnny are you okay? That cashier didn't say anything slick did she?" You questioned, Johnny shook his head.

"No she told me to keep you, like, maybe have you as my own." Johnny said rather lowly, a little nervous to hear what you'll say.

You scoffed sipping your drink and then handing it to him, " she's damn right! I mean there's no other purpose of you being here if you're not gonna protect me and spoil me."

"Okay she didn't say spoil-"

"Well I did, and besides you're already doing that."

"But you know she meant in like- a relationship way."

"Yeah I know, I mean if only you're ok with having it official thennn.."

"Official? Wait what- I'm confused."

You rolled you eyes before explaining, " Oh jeez you're acting like Mark, we're basically like a couple just like without the label. We've kissed before so it's not nothing new."

" we've kissed on the cheek."

"Well do you wanna kiss on the lips?" You smirked, you've never been so confident infront of Johnny before you guess being with him so much his actions start rubbing off on you and now you're the bold one.

"Sure I gue-"

You smooch his lips, you stopped dead in your tracks to fully indulge him on your lips. Good thing you guys were walking through a peaceful park that led you to the café so the kiss was way more serene.

You parted yourself away from Johnny, " so we're gonna come back to the dorm as a couple?" Johnny questioned.

"I mean not if you don't want to, it could be a secret to make it more fun if you want." You winked.

"It doesn't matter, I love you." Johnny placed a kiss on your cheek, you giggled saying I love you too.

───── ♡

Too fucking adorable<33

[otomehoneyybearr]

A3!

Sorry for the long wait!

Act 12 episodes 2 and 3 will be dropped soon!

Maybe 4 too, if I can fit it in my schedule

In the meantime, I wanted to share these birthday lines to the director!

First generation members and the God Troupe are also included!

Spring Troupe

Kasumi: Happy Birthday! It’s much livelier today than usual… Could I join too?

Sakuya: I’m happy to be able to celebrate your birthday again this year! Let’s spend another year doing lots of plays together!

Masumi: Meeting you has made today a special day for me. Wishing you a happy birthday filled with love this year too.

Tsuzuru: Happy birthday, Director. I’d like to express my gratitude again this year through a letter.

Itaru: Keep smiling and be well. May that smile of yours continue throughout this year. Happy birthday, Director.

Citron: Happy birthday, Director! I wanted to shower you with lots of flowers! It was surprising, right?

Chikage: Naturally, your birthday is only today but… could you spare me a little of that special time?

Summer Troupe

Hiro: Happy Birthday. You look nice. I hope you have a happy birthday surrounded by the members.

Tenma: Director, today is a day to be celebrated to the fullest. I’ll give you my present later, so please leave some time for me.

Yuki: Happy Birthday. I’ve stocked up on cute items that would suit you. Please accept it.

Muku: Congratulations, my princess. Today, I’ll be your very own prince.

Misumi: Congratulations, Director! I hope it will be a wonderful triangulation day for you!

Kazunari: It’s my precious Director’s birthday… I, Kazunari Miyoshi, will make you smile lots this year too.

Kumon: Director, Happy birthday! Everyone’s been look forward to today. And me too, of course!

Autumn Troupe

Zen: Happy birthday. If you want a second piece of cake, come to the store. Take the others too.

Banri: Happy Bday. You’re the main character today, so tell me what you want your day to be like.

Juza: Congrats Director. I’m happy to be able to perform under your guidance. I’m looking forward to continuing to work with you.

Taichi: Happy birthday! Today, I’ll spoil you all day long~!

Omi: Congratulations. How about being in the center of a commemorative photo for a change? Don’t worry, I’ll take a beautiful picture.

Sakyo: Congratulations. You… no, sorry. I didn’t think your happy smile would be the same as back then.

Azami: What kind of makeup do you want to wear today? …You’re pretty without any makeup too. Anyway, I’m curious to hear your preference.

Winter Troupe

Syu: I heard it was his daughter’s birthday, so I dropped her off at the dormitory. I hope she enjoys what’s inside.

Tsumugi: Congratulations. Here’s a special bouquet just for you, Director. I’m always grateful to you.

Tasuku: Congratulations. Why don’t you give acting a try, Director? I’ll join you if it’s a street act.

Hisoka: Director, Congrats. I’ll pamper you a lot today. Let’s meet in the attic.

Homare: From next year and beyond, I want to celebrate the day you were born, Director. Congratulations.

Azuma: Ah, It’s your birthday. I’m really happy I can celebrate it with you again. Congratulations.

Guy: Congratulations, Director. I’ll take care of the preparations for the after-party. Have a great day and enjoy yourself.

God Troupe

Reni: With the way you confidently lead the theater company… You’re starting to look more and more like that guy. Make today a good day.

Haruto: I heard it’s your birthday today so congrats. It cant be helped so I’ll treat you to something if you’d like.

Shift: Happy Birthday, Director! Will you come and try the Arakawa family’s special croquette udon?

Madoka: It’s your birthday today, right? Congratulations. My brother was having fun getting ready.

Mankai Affiliates

Matsukawa: Congratulations Director! I’ve created a new birthday song, so please listen to it!

Tetsuro: Happy… Birthday. … Everyone’s... watching over the play…. Their smiles are… lovely.

Akashi: Director, Congratulations. May you be surrounded by lots of warm and gentle light

Rento: It’s more lively than usual. That just shows how much your loved.

Sakoda: Sorry for the wait, Boss Lady! Let’s celebrate as much as we can today!

Mizuno: I heard it was tour birthday, so I prepared this for you, albeit a small one.

Yuzo: “Happy Birthday”. It’s a message from your fans.

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[brittle-doughie]

Marketplace Ruckus (Hollyberrian Marketplace)

More cookie npc hours. This is more like a full on fic this time with the ideas I had. No need to worry for spoilers, this part of it isn’t significant enough to the overall story. Enjoy!

Invited to the Hollyberry Kingdom by Princess and Knight Cookies, you all made your way through the forest and met with the Ferryman Cookie who floated you along the waters to your destination.

The two kept close to your sides along the way, giving glares to the Ferryman whenever he gave you a compliment. Both of them made sure you got out of there when they docked

Princess was the one to show you the ropes of the Hollyberry capital. Starting off with its bountiful marketplace. You have been to your fair share of markets before, but holy was this market bustling with a lot of cookies around!

It took a lot of convincing the both of them to let you check it out! Knight was worried for your safety, but assured him that if you were in trouble, you’d give him a call. Princess Cookie gave you a long hug and have you promise to come back soon before you parted ways with them.

You looked around at the various stalls and the items they were selling. You came across one that had cake monster strawberries and jelly worm icors! You inspected a strawberry before a voice called out to you.

“Ah! I see you’re interested in those strawberries and ichors I have for sale! Go ahead, see what you like the most!”

You shot up to look to see the stall’s owner looking at you with interest. She kept showing off what she had in store as she grew more excited by each passing minute, subtly getting closer to you with each item she came back with for you to look at, almost in way to show that her stand was the best! You began to wonder if she was even trying to sell you anything at this point.

“Oh for such a sweet Cookie like yourself, I should have something here that I know you’ll love! Hmm….aha! I’ve got just the thing! Wait right here~!”

The merchant hurried deep within her stand, her goal to find something truly amazing that guarantees you’ll come back to her stand. Perhaps to sell you more of her wares, but really, it would be to see you again. She wouldn’t have to worry about other stands nabbing you away from her, it would be perfect! Which is why she’s determined to find the perfect item she had that would surely do just that!

After a while, you were still waiting around for the merchant to come back to the front, with you examining a jelly worm icor in the meantime. You could hear her rummaging around her stand in the back. Mumbling to herself in frustration when she couldn’t find something that was the best suited for you.

“Excuse me! You there, the cookie holding those icors! Care for some imported bear jellies?”

Calling out to you was another merchant, with golden hair and a moustache. You turn to face him, look around and then point at yourself if he was speaking to you. The merchant nodded his head.

You placed down the icors, took one last look at the stand you were standing at. Ok, you were gonna be quick about this, this shouldn’t take too long.

You made your way over to the bear jelly stand, where the merchant got right to it. He presented you with the various bear jellies he had in the store, shooting you the occasional compliment. What was odd to you was his comment that he was watching you since you first arrived at the other stand.

“I will admit I was staring, but who could not! You just looked so delightful that I couldn’t look away! For you, you can get bear jellies at a much more reasonable price! Brand-new flavors too, in case you have a preference!”

He kept insisting on the change when you tried to ask for the original price. He presented you with a number of bear jellies, yellow, pink, blue, even these weird purple ones. You tried to speak up-

“Those may seem nice, but if you come to my stand, I can promise you a special SUPER PRICE!”

You turned around to spot another merchant approaching you, she was a short one with dark scarlet hair and a dark pink dress.

“Normally it would be the first ten cookies to my stand, but for you, I’m willing to make an exception! Healing powder for such a super reasonable price! How about it?”

She looked at you with eyes of anticipation. However, her intrusion was not appreciated by the bear jelly merchant.

“Pardon you, but I was just speaking to this cookie! Don’t you have customers to attend to?”

“They can wait for a second! I want THIS cookie to visit me my stand! You’ve been hogging them for long enough! Share the customers!”

“You already have enough! Can’t you see you’re scaring them?!”

“YOU’RE the one scaring them! Just let me take them to my stand! My goods are certainly more important than bear jellies!”

“W-what?! How dare you! These bear jellies come in various flavors! With a rich taste that will surely stay with the cookies long after eating them! I’m sure this delightful cookie would certainly love them! Your goods are only needed if they get hurt! So I win their heart patronage by default!”

“Your bear jellies taste no better than grounded sugar!”

You awkwardly backed away a bit from the two arguing merchants, both getting heated over who was to satisfy Y/N Cookie’s shopping needs and, hopefully, gain their favoritism!

“There you are! I was worried sick about where you wandered off! I was afraid you had left me!”

You realized you were back at the first stand you came to, the merchant with a big smile on her face, presented you with a rather fancy looking barrel. She gave it the chef’s kiss.

“This right here is my most finest berry juice! Squeezed from only the best berries our harvesting had to offer! This is good enough, right? Right?! You’ll pick me-MY STALL, to do your business with…?”

“They will take their business at my stand! They’ll only need ME!”

“As if! Their attention is MINE!”

The other two merchants hurried over to both of you. The first merchant quickly devolving into the argument once she saw them as a threat in the way between you and her…

“They arrived at my stand first, so their love business goes to me! Hate to break it to you two~”

“NOT ON MY WATCH!” “YOU WISH!”

Very convinced you had enough for one day, You bid the three arguing merchants a nice day as you made your exit, all three of them too focused arguing to notice your leave.

You worked your way around the crowd to the area where you, Princess, and Knight last were, hopeful that you can make your way back to them.

“You there! *hic* Thatsh mine! Gimme that! *hic*”

Well god damn it.

A shout came from your left, looking over to see two cookies arguing with each other, and judging by the cookie with pink hair’s speech, he was under the influence. The other had purple blue hair in a ponytail and holy was she fit.

“What’cha mumbling ‘bout, eh? I didn’t touch nothin’!”

The two cookies looked at each other with such tension, you could feel it. You couldn’t dwell on it for long, you had to get back to Princess and Knight-before you were suddenly grabbed by the arm, the culprit being the purple haired cookie. She held you to her side as she glared at the pink one.

“OH YEAH? Well this cookie can tell ya for dang sure I wasn’t grabbin’ anything!”

“Y/N Cookie?!”

The purple cookie’s face fell a little as she turned to look at you and sure enough, it was indeed you, Y/N Cookie. She lets go of her strong hold on you with eyes of worry.

“Aw nuts! I didn’t mean to handle ya too hard! You alright?”

You assured the strong cookie that it was fine as you dusted yourself off a little.

“This thief stole from me! My syrawberries! *hic*”

“And I’m saying that I didn’t take nothin’ from ya! I’m bein’ an honest cookie here, Y/N Cookie!”

The two brawlers were stepping towards you, each time with their pleas for one to be believed and the other to be wrong. You tried to slip away to the side, only for them to kinda do the same, blocking your way.

With you really not wishing to be between the two for when they’ll eventually start throwing hands, you went ahead and bought whatever the pink haired brawler was missing and made sure to make it clear that the purple haired brawler DID NOT take from the pink haired.

“Told ya! I was mindin’ my own business till you started yapperin’! Mighty apologies to ya for earlier, Y/N Cookie. How’s about a drink to make up for it?”

“Heyyy, you can’st just scoop them up like that! Let me treat them to beery juice! *hic*”

“As if they’d wanna share a drink with a cookie who’s had too many!”

“Nuh-uh! I cans handle a few more! Watch me!”

The pink haired brawler tries to stand still, but failed as he started wobbling again.

“Well whatever! *hic* They should just come drink with me and not with a THIEF!”

Not again-

“HOW MANY TIMES-“

Back to square one as these two started bickering again, but this time it was over you. Whether it was better or worse was up to you. You couldn’t stand around for long so you continue to make your way back to the main area of the capital.

“‘EY, WAIT! Y/N COOKIE! I STILL OWE YA THAT DRINK!”

There was nothing more to give you adrenaline to run then two brawler cookies charging at you, each determined to out-speed the other.

“NOTSH SO FAST! I WAS THE ONE DRINKING WITH THEM!”

Meanwhile, the 3 merchants were STILL arguing with each other, a small crowd gathered with all the commotion they were making.

“MY BERRY JUICE FAR SURPASS TONICS OR JELLIES!” “BUT IT IS ONLY MY BEAR JELLIES THAT WILL SATISFY THEIR HUNGER!” “THEY’LL BE COMING TO ME FOR EVERY SCRAPE OR BRUISE, NO NEED FOR NOTHING ELSE!”

What made them finally notice your absence was someone zipping right past them, follow by two other someones. They all took a gander to see YOU, chased by two ruffians!

They all took a quick look at each other, before rushing to their stalls, grabbing their best items before also giving chase. The small crowd watching in bewilderment.

Now you had 5 cookies on your tail, all vying for your praise and affection. You just need to get back to Princess and Knight Cookie. Not to hurt them, their intentions were ultimately benevolent despite the clinginess.

“Do you like berry juice?! I have a barrel of only my finest! You’ll pick me right?!” “Are exotic belly jellies your preference?! I have plenty for you and more if you become a PERMANENT customer to my stall!” “A super DUPER special price on my tonics if you come to ME!” “I’m not a bad cookie once we get to know each other over berry drinks!“ “I’ll treat ya with the care ya deserve if you go to drinks with ME!”

Come on, come on! Where were those two? You called out to Knight Cookie right as you left the market area and to the center decorated with a fountain.

And, as if they were just waiting nearby, Knight Cookie comes rushing to your side, sword at the ready. Princess comes after, lunging and hugging your side tightly.

“There you are, you big dummy! You had me so worried!”

“What’s the issue, your majesty!”

He didn’t have to wait long for an answer

“Ey, who are you two!?”

Knight and Princess turned to face 5 angry cookies. The purple haired one cracked her knuckles.

“Calm yourselves, commoners! There is no need to fight! Unless…”

“Please, we have no business with you, Princess! We only have business with that cookie beside you!”

“What business?”

“They were gonna buy my berry juice-!“ “My bear jellies-!” “My healthy tonics-!” “Drinks with me!”

“THEIR LOVE!”

The market cookies WERE DONE WITH THE FACADE.

You felt ominous auras coming from Knight and Princess Cookies. You can see Princess grip her scepter very tightly, same with Knight and his sword.

“I’ll only ask you commoners this one time. Step. Back.”

“Your Highness is right! Please step away from Y/N Cookie!”

The 5 market cookies met their glares with their own. The tension in the air rising as the start of a fight was brewing.

Being both flattered and scared at the fact that these cookies were willing to duke it out for you. This was more intense then the Vanilla Kingdom visit, that was for sure!

[sleepyyshouto]

bakusquad when you have a concussion

a/n: i got hit in the head and now have a concussion and fucked up a nerve in my eye so,,,, here we are😀

tw// none I think?? besides mild language!

BAKUGO —

“idiot, what do you mean you have a fucking concussion!? what the hell did you do!” we all know this man has no chill and that does not stop upon you getting hurt. is very worried about what happened, but struggles to express it in a way that won’t mess your head up more. he tries though! he’ll make your favorite food and get all your meds, but is low key overbearing about it. you can’t really sleep it off since he’s constantly coming to check on you. if you tell him to back off, he will, but he’ll text you from the other room to let him know if you need anything “just in case!”

KIRISHIMA —

has no idea what that means or what to do. he knows that you have to go to the hospital for head injuries because of first aid training but after that?? useless, he’ll look it up though and ask exactly what you need him to do. if you want him to stick around while you’re resting, he definitely will. king of back rubs and head massages, has you so relaxed that sleeping is a piece of cake. he kinda treats it as if you’re sick: bringing you snacks, giving you meds, which is all good until you go a bit stir crazy in which he’ll go walk with you around campus.

SERO —

“oh shit, really?” this man swings from buildings with tape on his elbows, he’s had his fair share of head injuries. does what his mom used to do for him, helps you to take a shower, lets you go nap and makes some food in the meantime, gets a note to excuse him from school the day after it happens so he can stay with you and makes sure to wake you up every few hours and take care of yourself. is very sweet and understanding about it, and doesn’t push you to get better before you are. will let you nap in his bed and curl up to his side, he’ll stay as long as he can, watching TV silently and pressing kisses to your hair softly.

KAMINARI —

straight up freezes when you tell him. both wants to comfort you and doesn’t think he’ll do a good job. he’ll help you as much as he can when it comes to getting you what you need, even goes as far as asking bakugo to make an extra serving of his food so you’ll have a nice home cooked meal, but refuses to let himself be in the room while your sleeping. he knows he’s fidgety and that’s the last thing you need right now so he’ll go chill in someone else’s room or downstairs, but if you’re awake, he’ll offer to stay with you but only if you promise to tell him if he’s bugging you. really worried about being a nuisance, but he’s a huge help the entire time.

MINA —

doesn’t know exactly how she can help you but makes sure she gets everything you need for when you’re better. it’s low key the most she’s paid attention in class all year. lecture notes? done. homework? collected. any sort of cheat sheet or study guide? not only did she get them, she filled them out for you and got them double checked just to make sure you’re in good hands. while you’re still sick though, she basically makes you a period kit without the sanitary items: meds, chocolate, heating pad, one of her hoodies, snacks, it’s all there for when you need it. offers to lie with you when you’re trying to nap and let’s you steal all her covers.

(BONUS)

SHINSOU —

the second you tell him you have a concussion, he is on it. will take you up to his dorm and turn off the lights, get you meds, and ask if you want him to stay or leave. he’s had his own fair share of head aches and head injuries so he wants to make you as comfortable as possible. if you ask him to leave, he’ll kiss your forehead gently and then go downstairs until either you wake up, you need to take more meds, or it’s been too long. if you ask him to stay, he’ll hold you close, play with your hair if it helps, and chill until it’s dinner or he has to get up.

JIROU —

poor babe is SO worried that she’s gonna make it worse. gets you any meds you need and tea to go with it even though she’s not the best at making it. low key is scared to touch you in case she’ll make it worse?? but also if you ask for a hug or to go lie down, is 100% down for it. huge sigh of relief when you tell her you’re feeling better and will like,,, flop on top of you for at least an hour as she lets go of all her stress.

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