#handing a soft nice teddy bear to her that she hugs to her chest

[pettyprocrastination]

ngl but i think if a kid wrote a letter to santa about wanting an abusive family member out of the house he’d slyly send the letter down some little magical mail chute and itd end up in hell where krampus would read it and then show up to that house on christmas eve to give that kid a nice new bike and a teddy bear under their tree before dragging their peice of shit dad down to the underworld for eternal torture. 

[simonrillleyyysss]

last anon. damn thank you for giving us such a content.

okay, i was focused on the teddy that holding love with "PRINCESS" on it garrtghhh😩💗. can you imagine him customed that teddy just for her? making a surprise—coming back home with a not so large teddy, just for his darling to be happy because he loves to see you all beaming and happy! and yeah...darling let him fuck her because he makes her happy;D ((you know, konig likes the idea of fucking you with a new member of the family—pink princess teddy))

yess!!

‘oh! she’s so cute, köni! thank you!’

you said with a bright smile, playing with the bears plush fur, pressing it against your chest with excitement, kicking your feet and giggling childishly, hugging the pink stuffie.

‘what are you going to name her?’

‘dunno yet—she’s so adorable! how much was she?’

könig shrugged, leaning down to press his lips against yours momentarily, patting your cheek dismissively, watching your doe-like eyes flutter up at him through thick, dolly lashes.

‘does not matter, prinzessin, all i want is for my beautiful doll to have fun with her, sie es verdient, verwöhnt zu werden.’

with a soft smile, you peered up at him with adoration, patting the teddies head while kissing his nose.

minutes later, he had you on his lap; bouncing up and down on his thick cock, pretty lace panties pushed to the side to reveal your puffy folds to his hungry eyes, watching the way your wet heat sucked him back in like a vacuum each time you sank down, soft mewls coming from your lips.

‘köni-köni-‘

you spat mindlessly, eyelashes slick with fat tears, teddy pressed against your stomach in seek of comfort, chest covered in dark hickeys from the austrian below you, his mouth currently wrapped around your head nipple; sucking and moaning like a virgin teenager, kneading at your breast —his freehand moving down to run at your clit, which was rubbing against the dark, amber hair trailing down to his cock.

‘feels so good—mhhohh!’

‘so tight, Ich habe die Muschi meiner kleinen Mädchen sehr vermisst.’

you sobbed out, lifting the teddy, placing it on your face and pressing your nose against the animals stomach, königs eyes drifting to the large ‘princess’ label on it, his heart racing as your nails dig into his scalp, hands tugging at the long, red locks that hung by his shoulders, gently suckling and licking at the perky bud on your breast, moaning as he suckled needily.

‘gonna cum!’

you announced, his hips slamming up to meet your own in a rhythmic pace; riding him with desperation.

‘nnngghhmmm….! oh—ohcumminnnnnn!’

‘cum for me, princess..oh, fuck..Hübsche Titten.’

the austrian cooed, feeling your walls clench around his cock, growling softly as he spurted cum into the needy walls of your womb, squishing your chest.

‘gonna make these nice and full, tummy will be carrying my litter.’

‘mhm..all..all yours..’

you gasped out in exhaustion, blinking slowly as you cuddled against your teddy, head ducking between your thighs.

‘i need some cool off time.’

and with that, he licked long stripes along your cunny.

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Big spoon or little spoon

With the upper moons again bc I love them sm + tamayo <333 links are added too!!!

Warnings: female bodied reader, mention of boobs, touchy demons, hugging, slight mention of killing but in a funny way

Akaza

- both big spoon and little spoon.

- akaza loves holding you like this but also wants you to hold him the same way once in a while

-"You're so warm. Try not to move away from me I'll get cold" and "hold my hands too"

- has a habit of holding your hands and playing with them until he sleeps

- likes to cuddle with you mainly when he sleeps, which is during the day

Douma

- little spoon

- lays on your chest or stomach like this, but mainly your chest. He has a habit of rubbing your stomach and humming

- "youre boobs are softer than my regular pillows!!" and "you smell so nice"

- if his hand isn't on your stomach, it's on your hips so he can pull you as close as he can to you

Kokushibo

- big spoon

- he just likes having your head on his chest with his hand around your waist. Isn't a big fan of your legs being thrown on him, so kokushibo would either push your legs off him or turn himself to face you

- "you're... quite clingy tonight" and "I kind of like this"

- If you're lying on his chest, he likes to grab your hand, putting it on his chest, too. He'll give you forehead kisses but only when you're sleeping and definitely giving them to you when he has to leave while you're sleeping

Nakime

- little spoon

- She doesn't ask. Not because she's shy but because she expects it

- she'll always have her back turned to you and move herself closer and closer to you until you have her like this in your arms

- isn't much of a talker with it but she has her back turned to you to hide her smile and flushed face

Tamayo

- big spoon

- she notices that you move a lot in your sleep and overall a bad sleeper so she likes to hold you like this

- "want me to pet your head until you sleep?" And "y/n wrap your arms around me too. Feel comfortable yet?"

- Tamayo cuddles you when yushiro isn't around. That way, you can sleep without the fear of a demon killing you

Aizetsu

- little spoon

- always runs to you or takes you to you're shared bed and lays on you like this (the one with the cat) when Sekido yells at him or if Karaku and Urogi are just bothering him

- "the sound of your heartbeat is so relaxing..." And "Wait, don't go to the bathroom yet just hold it in"

- very clingy with it and would get very sour if you had to leave him for just a few seconds

Sekido

- little spoon

- this man is not a cuddler. In fact he would either yell at you or push you away, it just has to be a good day when you hold him like this

- "1 minute. That's all you're getting, after that get the fuck off me" and then he's not moving letting you hug him like a big teddy bear until you sleep

- will yell at you in embarrassment if you bring up the times he's let you spoon him

Karaku

- big spoon

- he finds a lot of comfort in your holding boobs but it doesn't mean it sexually (sometimes). His hands will go up your top just to cup your boobs, not caring about the size he just likes hugging in this position to do so

- "stop squirming! I'm not doing anything perverted!" And "they are like squish soft balls"

- likes to nuzzle his face on the back of your neck or shoulder until he sleeps

Urogi

- big spoon

- has you like this in his arms but wraps his legs around you too, whether you're facing him or having your back to him basically locking you in place

- "see? my claws aren't so bad! Other than killing, they're cool and soft, huh?" And "what if we sleep in a tree like this?"

- rests his chin on your shoulder and nuzzles his whole face on your neck to feel more of your warmth

- when he's about to sleep his wings will close in wrapping you both up like a nice thick blanket

[the-s1lly-corner]

The TADC cast with a reader who’s a fluffy droopy eared bunny like the picture above.

Those eyes have absolutely no thoughts behind them just vibes (that may or may not include various types of cake)

Readers just a little fella,an absolute pal.they give soft plush hugs but the catch is that their like 7’5 tall.their super kind and patient and somehow always know what to say or do to help the cast.

(Also…JAX FIDGET HC!! He totally flops their ears about)

TADC cast x big soft silly plushie bunny!reader!!!!!

uueueueue the macarons i made earlier ended up so good!! easily some of the nicest and prettiest ones i made recently; not like bakery level pretty but none of them collapsed or cracked! main issue is that some of them kind of have a tip or bump on the top from the piping!! otherwise theyre solid!! gonna answer some stuff then i might go draw then hit the sack

CAINE:

i like to think that he took one of your ears in each of his hands and lifted them up, messing with them a bit before letting them flop down to your sides. has probably tried to blow you away with spectacles and grand gestures only for you to blink dully at him... oh... was he saying something..? you werent really paying attention... always reties your bow/bowtie when it comes undone, he cant have you not being ... not presentable..! very much endeared by your sweet demeanor and very loudly asks for hugs every now and then

POMNI:

has probably waved her hand in front of your face to see if you were awake and/or alive, genuinely thought that you were a real normal plushie the first time she saw you. got jumpscared when you slowly moved your head to look at her. oh dear! please reassure her that everything is fine!

since shes new you have taken to hovering around her during IHAs to make sure shes safe.. you have probably picked her up to your chest and made a run for it. like literally just pomni held flat to you and you just running with her. silly, i think

RAGATHA:

one of my favorite ragatha headcannons that lowkey becoming a given and my go to; she makes you accessories to go on your ears! bows and ribbons and the like! she thinks you look so so cute; vaguely reminds her of a bunny doll she used to have in her childhood, at least thats her guess judging by the warped and murky memories of her old life in the real world. has accidentally left you behind because you were spacing out and thinking about whatever it is that goes on in your head... thinks youre as sweet as can be, probably calls you "carrot cake" or something along the lines

"sweetie bell"

sits

JAX:

messes with your long droopy ears. not uncommon for him to just grab one and run his thumb over you false fur and fabric. he thinks youre too soft; literally and metaphorically. you make a great cuddle buddy and give great hugs, but youre just too nice for your own good. and on the off chance that youre actually paying attention when hes setting up a prank for someone, you put a stop to it. pulling pranks is mean, especially jax's style of pranks! you cant have that!

jax definitely pouts off to the side when you sabotage him.. youd think the two bunny folk would get along with one another!

well its not like you guys dont get along, youre too nice for that and sometimes i feel like jax's conscious would step in at least once and he would try to be nicer to you, at least for a day

KINGER:

sometimes he likes snuggling into you within the pillow fort, your body is just so soft and warm and comforting, youre literally just a giant teddy bear- er... bunny! stuffed bunny! honestly he probably hangs around you more than he would hang around a normal reader simply because youre just so sweet and soft, as well as inviting. you both tend to space out together.. do you think he accidentally put you in the walls of his pillow fort, before he realized you were a whole person ? like do i think kinger is that dense? no, but i do think that the thought it really really funny and silly and i can definitely see it as a gag

ZOOBLE:

tries to pretend that theyre not into how soft and comfy you are.... but they find themselves subtly leaning into you when youre nearby. i would say that they would be blunt with wanting to be held or wanting a hug like they are with everything else.. but i think when it comes to affection, zooble can be a little... eh... like theyre bad at saying what they want when they want it, at least verbally.. your softness makes up for the fact that they feel like those hard plastic kids toys

sometimes get a little annoyed by your... empty eyed look... because sometimes its really hard to tell when youre paying attention or not

GANGLE:

love love loves snuggling into you after a rough day, bonus if youre fixing up her comedy mask while she presses her other masked-face into your fluff and venting about her day. oh that jax is so so mean! please rub her back... her.. ribbons, actually. honestly hugs from you are s tier and the very best because as said several times before, youre really soft and comfortable. you guys tend to lock yourselves up in gangles room and hang out when a IHA isnt going on; and thats just fine with the both of you because you have one anothers company

[luveline]

can we see more of the kisses before dinner au please? i love dad!steve sm

me too! TY for ur request, this is inspired by a video on ladbible where the kids hugs and it’s adorable <;3 kisses before dinner | pregnant!reader

You and Steve are so tired you're basically watching the girls self destruct. Sometimes there's just nothing you can do. 

Avery is sitting in her bean bag chair with a picture book. It's a wonder she can read at all in the noise. Dove is babbling loudly with a Teddy bear in one hand and Beth's baby blanket in the other. Beth is not happy about this at all. 

"Dove," she says, "it's my blankie." 

One of you should play mediator, but Steve's wiped from a full day of similar arguments and you're super pregnant. 

Steve rubs his cheek into the top of your shoulder, your arm against his chest as he tickles soft, sweet lines down the length of your naked skin. If the girls weren't as loud as they are, you'd be sleeping by now. 

"Why does Dove have Beth's blanket?" Steve whispers to you in defeat. 

"I don't know. Where's Dove's?" 

He whines like a kid and buries his face in your shoulder. "I don't know." 

You and Steve are good parents. Kind, loving, attentive. And you're human, too: one of you should go get Dove's blanket and separate the two youngest from each other before there's ructions, but you don't. 

You're both exhausted. 

Steve tries to save the day with as little effort required as possible. "Bethie, come and cuddle with me," he says, dropping your arm in favour of holding his own out to Beth. 

"I want my blankie," she says, lip wobbly. You wish she'd be petulant rather than heartbreaking, but Beth's never been one for attitude or outrage. 

"Dove, give blankie back to your sister," you say gently. 

Dove scowls. "No." 

"C'mon, be a good girl. Beth shares all her things with you, and she's only asking for her blankie. You have Teddy right there."

"No," she says, pulling the blanket and Teddy upward into her chest. 

Steve sits up and rubs your thigh as he does. "Do you want me to go get your blankie from the car?" 

"No." 

"So many no's," Avery says.

Steve has to raise his voice to be heard over your laughing. "Dove, you're not being nice to Beth, you know? That's not your blankie, sweetheart." 

Dove's face starts to change. Slowly, so slowly, her tiny features crumple, and her eyebrows pull together in indignation. She drops both Teddy and Beth's blankie and starts sobbing, the tantrum kind, little foot ready to stomp the floor. 

You and Steve are slow responders when it comes to stuff like this. You want to give her the room to come to grips with her big feelings before you try to fix it.

Beth takes her blankie cautiously, and Steve holds his arms out again to try and garner Dove's attention, maybe cuddle her through the meltdown. 

Beth beats him to it. 

"Dove," she says, putting blankie down on the floor. She tries to wrap her arms around Dove and gets pushed away. 

"Dove, don't cry, we will share," she says, trying for another hug. 

"No!" Dove says, her cries amping up into roughness. 

Beth takes a confused step backwards. 

You sit up beside Steve, his hand quick to press to the small of your back. 

Dove's crying pauses suddenly, quietening to a sniffle, and she turns to Beth. She opens her arms, and Beth immediately hugs her sister back, head slotting over her shoulder. 

"Don't cry," Beth says, sounding exactly like Steve does, "it's okay, Dove. You can have blankie if you want." 

Dove cries into Beth's shoulder. 

You and Steve are in similar states of awe, turning to share a slack-jawed look. 

Avery stands up from her bean bag and treks to Steve's side, patting his thigh until he pulls her up into her lap. 

"Did Dove get body-snatched?" she whispers in his ear. 

"No, and you don't know what that word means, because we told your uncle Eddie you aren't allowed to watch it," he says quietly, scared to disrupt Beth and Dove's cuddle. 

Avery beams at him. "We didn't watch it, dad, he just told me what happens." 

"Yeah? Great." He leans toward you. "Remind me that I'm mad at him the next time we see him." 

"Sure thing, baby." 

Your voice sounds far away, and when he looks at you properly you've a tear dripping down your cheek. 

He wraps his arm around you and tugs you toward his side, frowning. Pregnancy-brain makes you cry a lot, all the time, and as soon as he's touched you, you start to sob. Quietly, barely a sigh, but shoulder shaking sobs all the same. 

He can understand why you're crying — your girls love each other. It's amazing. But he wishes you wouldn't. 

"Holy heck," Avery says. "Everybody's crying." 

"Don't worry, Avey-baby," he says, infusing his tone with a bubbliness he doesn't feel, "mom's full of baby hormones and Dove's just tired. We'll all be much happier tomorrow." 

Beth's saying the same thing. "We can sit on the couch and watch the frame rabbit." 

"'Who Framed Roger Rabbit?'" Avery corrects. 

"Yeah, and dad will make the popcorn on top of the oven," Beth continues. 

She sounds exactly like Steve. That's his favourite trick, making stovetop popcorn to distract whoever it is that's upset. There's something magic to them about the popping. 

"Aw, Beth," he says, in time with your sobbing getting more intense. 

"Why did you do this to them?" you ask pleadingly, enough wits about you to sound at least somewhat joking. "They're so lovely." 

You sound like you're in physical pain. 

"Calm down," he says to you softly, hand rubbing your shoulder in a soothing back and forth. "Take a deep breath, honey." 

You take a deep breath, another. 

"Mom, do you want a hug too?" Avery asks. 

You nod and Avery climbs over Steve's legs into your lap. She curls her arms behind your head protectively. 

Steve watches as Beth peels away from Dove, four tiny hands interlocked. 

"So… who's gonna hug me?" he asks. 

"You have to make the popcorn, dad." 

"I have to make the popcorn." He laughs to himself. "Popcorn servant doesn't get any hugs. Typical." 

[fortune-fool02]

A Tender Moment

Jack Krauser x female reader

Summary: A soft moment between Krauser and his lover.

Warnings: No spoilers for RE4 Remake, fluff. 

I couldn’t help myself, I needed to write for this man. Feedback and comments are highly appreciated! Thank you for reading! Sorry if this is a bit short.

Please enjoy.

Moments like this were few and far between. The night sky was still and silent, a mass of inky darkness disturbed only by specks of silver stars and the occasional cloud passing by. A faint breeze passed their window but it was barely even a whisper.

[Name] took a soft, quiet breath before rolling over a little, her eyes peeking over her shoulder to look at the man laying beside her. Krauser’s back faced her, the silhouette of his body moving steadily as he breathed softly. The rise and fall of those strong shoulders that often left her weak in the knees. Krauser slept shirtless tonight rather than in the vests he often did, the temperature just a little too warm for his liking. Her eyes lightly trailed along the few scars littered along his back, a part of her wanting to lean forward and kiss along them as she often did, a comforting gesture that both of them shared. 

While Krauser seemed to be sleeping, [Name] couldn’t find her own peace for it. No matter how she tried. Carefully rolling over fully, trying not to disturb Krauser, she moved closer to his sleeping form. His build was larger than her own but she didn’t mind it one bit. Her arm moved along his waist, her hand resting flat against his stomach as she nuzzled against him a little. The heat of his body comforting despite the warm night. 

“You’ve got a thing for trying to be a big spoon, don’t you?” Krauser’s voice spoke softly, surprising her a little to see he was actually awake. A light chuckle left her lips at this before nodding against him. 

“It’s not my fault you’re nice to cuddle.” She pointed out, pressing a light kiss on his shoulder blade. His hand moved and rested over hers, the size difference between them was almost funny as she interlocked his fingers with hers, pressing herself against his back more. “Like a big, mean teddy-bear.” [Name] added, a teasing smile on her lips. 

“Oh, a teddy-bear, eh?” Krauser hummed, looking over his shoulder at her. The scar along his face catching in the moonlight. She smiled softly, the scar had never bothered her. If anything, it only reminded her how strong he was. When he first came home with it, still raw and in the throws of healing, she couldn’t help but hug the man, thankful that he was alright and alive. Though he never told her how he obtained it, she never pushed him to tell her. 

Instead, whenever he came home with a new wound or anything along the lines of such, she would simply take him into her arms and kiss him. She would hold him together, keeping him from falling apart entirely. Even if Krauser didn’t show it, she could feel it. 

“Yep.” She leaned up a bit more and kissed his cheek, “My big, angry teddy-bear.” A soft chuckle rumbled from him as she spoke before he readjusted himself, turning around to face her, his eyes looking down at her a little. His pale eyes gazing down at her, for a moment, she was certain they lightly glowed in the dark. His large arms snaked around her waist, pulling her up against his chest. A light smile tugging his lips as he leaned down, capturing her lips with his in a slow, deep kiss. 

[Name] smiled at this, her hand raising up and gently stroking his cheek as she kissed back. His lips soft against hers, even with the slight roughness of the scar that nicked his lips. It felt good to her. The light roughness of his hands brushed against her skin, leaving light goosebumps in their wake. His hands were always something she liked. Their shape. Their callous texture. How his fingers moved whenever he was twirling one of his knives, their fluid movements that made it look so simple and yet so enchanting to watch. His hands that could inflict such a brutal, strong punch and yet they held a softness, gentle care whenever he touched her. 

Her hands moved around, grabbing his and bringing them up to her lips, pressing soft, delicate kisses along his knuckles. Krauser didn’t speak a word, he laid there, his eyes watching her every little move. Her lips were gentle, sweet, softer than anything he had ever felt before. If she knew what those knuckles had done to people. The blood they spilt. The vile nature they took on when he would allow them to, how they would distort beyond recognition. Mutate... 

That was something he would ensure she never found out. What she didn’t know would not hurt her. 

But he couldn’t stop the smile that lifted his lips as she kissed them. Her lips pressing a kiss on each knuckle individually before she held his hands close to her chest, holding them close to her with a warm smile on her lips. His fingers interlocked with hers, holding her close as he kissed her head. “Get some sleep, love.” He hummed, savouring the comfort of holding her close, of her in his arms. 

"I don't want to." [Name] softly protested, holding his arms more and kissing along his hands more. "I'm going to stay awake and kiss your hands all night along." Krauser smiled at this, chuckling softly at her.

"I give you five minutes before you're asleep."

[padfootdaredmetoo]

i’m begging you to pls write a second part of your teddy bear imagine (alfie & daughter) i loved everything about it esp the way you portrayed alfie 🤍

Hey Anon,

Thanks for waiting forever! I hope you enjoy this!!!

Warnings: Peaky-related themes /some darker stuff as Alfie worries about the kid and how clingy she is / lots of dad comfort/ nightmares / pregnancy

Part One

You looked up at the ceiling, the waxy moonlight creating towering shadows around the room. You’d had a nightmare. Faceless man chasing you, his elongated fingers wanting to rip into your flesh. Your heart was racing, you felt like the man could be anywhere. 

You looked out of the makeshift bed Alfie had made you. It was very comfortable, a large wicker tote filled with cushions. He said that way he’d not accidentally crush you in his sleep. You peeked over the edge and looked at his large figure sprawled out, snoring loudly. You attempted to quietly crawl out of the basket, seeking his warmth. Hoping that he wouldn't wake up and tell you off. 

He never minded when you woke him up in the night, something you were getting used to. You moved on top of him. Placing your head on his chest listening to his snores become even louder. He woke up and his hands cradled you. 

“There are no faceless men ‘ere” He mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep. He patted your back in an attempt to comfort you. “Now crawl back into your basket.” 

You nuzzled your face against his chest in protest. 

“Come on, love. You know that nothing will hurt you in this house.” His hand rubbed your back and you felt your anxieties flutter away with the warmth of his touch. “Look at Cyril there by the door, he’d be losin’ his mind if he thought there was someone else in the room” 

All of this was true, but your mind was hazy. He had a way of putting you at ease making you feel safe. His rough hand kept running up and down your spine. 

“Go on little one.” 

“Just a little longer?” You mumbled into his shirt. He let out a deep sigh. You tensed up at his disapproval, ready to go back to your basket. Rejection felt like cold water, you didn't know why something could feel so safe, and yet bother him so much. After you had settled into the space, he’d been increasing the distance between the two of you. You knew it was probably because he was a busy man and you’d not been a part of his plan. It was a lot to ask and you were being very rude. You would wait for him to stop rubbing your back before climbing into your basket. 

_______________________________________________________________ Alfie POV

There must be something wrong with her. Dark thoughts swirled in his mind of what would bring her to be this hungry for affection. She was desperate to be touched by him at all times. Only by him, everyone else caused her a great deal of fright. 

He knew that keeping space between them was respectable. He certainly never wanted to hug his father, let alone be held by him.

Did someone do something horrible to her, make her feel as if she had to win his protection? Looking down into her big eyes, there was a soft sense of adoration in her. 

He didn’t want her to put him on a pedestal. He was just doing his best not to mess her up, surely the bare minimum all things considered. 

But maybe little girls were different, or perhaps this was trauma. 

“You can stay for a bit,” He said watching her face relax. Her breathing evened out and her fists loosened their hold on his shirt. 

He thought about the way her face would fall when he would push her away. Putting her in the basket, or during the day. It suddenly dawned on him that maybe she had no way of knowing what was wrong with this situation. As an adult, he’d made many men suffer for their wrongful actions. Maybe she’d not experienced those evils. 

“Why do you like being held so much eh?” He whispered softly.

“Feels nice.” She murmured words slightly slurred with exhaustion. “M’ always alone. People were mean but you're not mean. You just feel nice.” She said after a few moments.

Her world was separated into mean people and nice people. What about the very fast in-between that held all people? He looked down at her little face and before arguing or explaining he realized yet again that he was dealing with a two and half year old. The fact that she could tell the difference between nice and mean was already a big step when he considered what most other toddlers were like. 

And he was nice. Nicer than his father had been to him, although she rarely ever gave him a reason to discipline her. He always made she was dressed well and her belly was full. She was respected and she behaved so well that people at temple were happy to see her when he brought her along.

Her sense of affection was just being held tightly. 

She had no memories of her parents, her whole life was spent on her own. She remembered one Nun very fondly but when Alfie looked the woman up he found out that she had passed. 

He held her the rest of the night, soothing her when she would whimper the sound causing his heart to break. 

When she woke up she looked around, he caught her pretending to go back to sleep in hopes that they could stay like this for longer. He decided not to do anything until her stomach let out an impressive growl making Cyril raise his head off the floor in confusion. 

“Sounds like it’s time for breakfast, love” He watched her let out a little yawn. 

“Okay.” She said easily. He decided to just keep her there on his hip while he cooked breakfast and enjoyed all the questions she asked about his cooking. 

After that he just let her hold on to him whenever she wanted. To his surprise, he noticed that eventually, and very slowly she would be okay walking next to him or running up to things and people she knew. She was still very clingy but he could see that she was starting to trust that even if she didn't have a death grip on his shirt he wasn’t going to leave her. 

He stopped worrying about it once seeing her interact with Sarah. Just the same, she wanted to be held. If anything he felt a pang of jealousy assuming he’d been replaced. Only to see her be happiest when Sarah would read to her on the couch squished between the two adults.  

It shouldn't be right. He didn't come about it the right way. But these moments gave off the unmistakable feeling of home and family. Sarah would look over her head to give him a look. As if -She was waiting for him. 

That night when you’d come flying into the room he’d not liked it one bit. The room was a mess, completely obvious to any person with two eyes what they had been doing. They had both put on bed clothes after in case they needed to get up at some point, the only reason he considered letting you stay in the room at all. But Sarah was drowning in the giant cotton shirt he had lent her and the whole thing was not appropriate in the slightest. Anxiety built in his chest and he looked at you.  

He waited for you to get upset. Sarah was in your spot, his arm still tucked under her head. Instead, you settled against the woman's chest. Her fingers holding your head as if such a position was the most normal thing in the world. Alfie had only seen art depicting such unconditional love between mothers and their children. 

They looked like a painting. 

He held the both of them closely, feeling his heart grow bigger trying to accept his new family. He proposed the next day, mentally angry with himself for wasting time. Potentially confusing the both of you, making everyone stressed about the uncertainty of his family (he was the only one stressed) A wrong he would make sure to right. 

After Sarah and he had settled into a proper house. Both of them watched you become more outgoing. Embracing the ins and outs of childhood more recklessly than before. Soon you were old enough for school. He’d struggled with the concept all summer Sarah’s knowing eyes followed him closely. You would have to be alone, in the hands of other adults, and the concept was eating him alive. He should be within his rights to send you with Cyril. 

The time came and you left the house in your little uniform. Making Sarah promise to wait in the parking lot in case you didn't like it. But you did. 

While you were coming home with scraped knees that sent his blood pressure through the roof, yammering on about friend drama and lessons at school, the unthinkable happened. 

Well, not unthinkable, but it still caught him off guard. 

Sarah had come back later than usual, and gone right into the shower once home. Normally she would bother him in his study when she got home. After a while, he heard her move into their shared bedroom. Curled into a tight ball on her side he wondered if she was ill. Wordlessly he got in next to her and pulled her against his body. 

He wanted to ask but somehow the silence felt necessary. They had been married for almost two years and she was always talking about something.

“Alfie.” She said in a soft voice. It was almost a defeated, a sound that made him feel like the earth was going to swallow both of them whole. 

“Wot.” He answered already angry and whatever she was going to tell him. Getting ready to fling into action to fix whatever was weighing on her. 

“I’m Pregnant.” She whispered and his heart stopped. He felt his heart race and his stomach twist at all the possibilities. 

He tried to do what she always told him to do in these situations. He started to take deep breaths. Thoughts of all the things that could go wrong, all the things that were out of his control eating at his soul. 

“Fucking hell - Two of them.” His vision was hazy. On one hand, he had never felt so happy, then on the other, there was crippling anxiety over the lack of control and fear of failure. He kept trying to breathe his way through. 

She’d been told she wouldn’t be able to have kids, something that hadn't bothered him. Sometimes God has other plans. 

She turned around in his arms to face him, His eyes landed on her face registering how much pain she was in. Hands clutched around her middle, tears in her eyes. Her skin was so pale. 

“Fuck - are you sick? Do you need a pale?” He shot out of bed realizing he was being an idiot. Obviously, she needed things. “I'll get you a cloth, and some ice chips. A blanket.” He was rushing around and still, she looked so gutted. 

After a bucket was placed at the bed and two glasses of water were on the bedside (one with ice and one room temperature, because what did babies prefer? He assumed it would be hot in there but still he wouldn't want cold water poured over him)

“Alfie I’m not sick” She kept saying, but still a cloth on her head should still make things better. 

“Alfie stop.” He froze and looked down at his wife, her eyes started to tear up. “What are we going to do?” 

“Now, Well. I erm - I figured you’d do the growing and I’d just help out around here type of thing. No real way to split it 50/50 when you think about it.” 

“I'm being serious. You just about had a heart attack - I know this isn't what you wanted.” she was angry and him, that was very clear to him, but he had no idea why? Pregnant women were known to be angry though, weren't they?

“I most certainly did not almost have a heart attack.” He said stubbornly hoping that showing strength would make you feel more calm. It didn’t, her eyes flashed and suddenly he wished that there was a handbook for such situations. 

“Alfie seriously, you didn't -” 

“Plan for it - meaning I was caught off guard for a very small moment.” He interrupted. “But I’m very prepared - know exactly what to do” He gestured at all the water and cloths. “Nothing to worry about. I can provide you the things you need, alright.” He said firmly. 

“Out of duty or love?” Your eyes narrowed.

“What kind of question is that?” How could she ask such a stupid question? His voice raised at her accusation which he realised was a mistake. 

“I can tell you're angry!” She said with tears spilling over onto her cheeks. 

“I am not angry.” He thought about arguing or just admitting the obvious. Seeing her this upset made him realize it was better to be honest and vulnerable. “I was for a moment, potentially, slightly scared.” He cleared his throat. “However I know exactly what to do, so I’m fine now.” 

She started laughing softly and he felt like he could breathe again. 

“What are you afraid of?” 

“You getting hurt mostly. - Knowing what to do. When she showed up it was already a mystery how to protect something so small. When it comes out it's going to be even smaller. At least she could walk and talk.” 

“I think we will manage,” She said after a long moment. 

“I know we will,” Alfie said with a smile that made your spirits lift. 

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Alfie was worried about how you would feel about the situation. Would you think that the time required to care for a small baby meant that they loved you less? What if you got the wrong idea, and felt replaced? 

Thoughts of you growing up with an attitude problem then running away and living on the streets again made him want to throw up. 

You were smart though. He would just explain it to you and make sure to spend extra time doing things you liked. 

You cried when Sarah told you and he acted without thinking snatching you up into his arms.

“Still your house. Still your family.” He rubbed your back trying to calm you down. “If you even think about running away I swear-” 

“I finally get to be a big sister.” She wiped her nose on his shirt and reached out for Sarah. “ I asked God so many times - I didn't think he could hear me.” You curled against Sarah while still using one hand to hold onto his shirt tightly. He moved closer holding both of them. 

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In nine months' time, the mystery was officially solved. People, especially children like to be held. He watched as both his daughters grow, much too fast. You were always holding the little one. Then you were trying to make her crawl, then walk, teaching her bad words and laughing. 

Adi and you formed your own alliance, thankfully both of you were happy enough so you rarely ever argued with him and Sarah. He was happy knowing that long after He and Sarah were gone, you would have each other to lean on. 

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I know this was a bit different than the head cannons but hopefully you enjoyed it!

[sebastianstangirl01]

I would love a goose fanfic!!

Goose You Big Stud

Title: Goose You Big Stud

Pairing: Nick “Goose” Bradshaw x Reader

Summary: You go visit your boyfriend Goose at Top Gun and leave as his fiancée.

Warnings: None

Authors Note: Goose does not die in the future of this fic, imagine that they live a long and happy life together.

When you first met Nick Bradshaw you never in a million years could have imagined that you two would end up dating. You were the shy new girl who transferred to a new high school in the middle of the year and he was the nice popular guy that everyone adored because of his unintentional charm and goofy personality that could make anyone laugh.

You two met on a complete accident. You had been walking to class carrying your books with your head down when you tripped over another students backpack and literally fell into his arms.

“Hey there honey.” He had said with his goofy smile on his face and a very faint mustache starting to grow on his upper lip.

Just like every fairytale, every romance novel. You two clicked that day and never looked back.

Which brought you to now.

You and Nick have been dating ever since your Junior year of high school, you followed him all across the world as he lived his dream flying for the navy with his best friend Pete Mitchell who eventually became your friend as well.

Nick and Pete had gotten an invitation to Top Gun in Fightertown directly after their deployment somewhere in the Indian Ocean it had been almost 4 months since you saw your boyfriend which is the longest you two have ever gone without seeing each other. Which is why when Nick called to tell you that he managed to get permission for you both to live in one of the off base houses together you packed everything you needed and jumped on the first plane there.

Your flight was about as good as you could expect for a flight in the mid 80’s, you were stuck in the middle seat with a woman who just broke up with her boyfriend and thought that she had to tell you every detail about their relationship while she sobbed, and a 60 year old man who had to go the the bathroom every 10 minutes. When the plane finally landed you could have kissed the ground of the tarmac.

You grabbed your suitcase and carryon before getting in line behind the other passengers and walking down the ramp. You immediately started looking for your boyfriends tall form who was being accompanied by Maverick. You got on your tiptoes trying to see over the other people when you finally spotted your man standing with a bouquet of your favorite flowers with Mav beside him holding a big stuffed teddy bear.

“Hey Goose, you big stud!” You exclaimed making a bright smile overtake his face

“That’s me Honey!” Goose laughed as he jogged towards you

“Ahh! I missed you so much!” You squealed jumping into his arms wrapping your legs around his waist as your hands cupped his cheeks and connected your lips; Goose held you tightly to his body memorizing the way your soft lips felt against his.

“I missed you more Honey.” Goose said breaking the kiss to pepper tiny ones across your cheeks and neck making you giggle as he sat you onto the ground.

“Hey Mav!” You smiled at your boyfriends pilot as you have him a tight hug

“Hey Y/NN, glad you could join us. I got you a bear.” Maverick smiled holding up the bear making you laugh as you took it

“Thanks.” You smiled leaning into Goose’s side as he came up behind you and pulled you back against his chest

“You know I got you flowers to if you aren’t too occupied with that bear.” Goose spoke sarcastically making you playfully roll your eyes turning to peck his lips and take the flowers

“Thank you baby, I appreciate the flowers very much.” You said making him smile

“Thank you. I know your being sarcastic but I don’t care because I can finally hold you and kiss you again.” Goose said scooping you into his arms making you squeal and laugh. “Me and my girl have some catching up to do Mav, meet us at the bar tonight at 6:30.”

“Have fun! Use protection!” Mav waved after you as Goose carried you away

“You gonna take me to bed stud?” You asked as you both got settled into his car

“You better believe it honey.” Goose smirked making you giggle as he drove away

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After some very thorough rekindling you and Goose made your way to the bar to meet Maverick and his new girl Charlie.

“So this Charlie girl? She’s your instructor?” You asked your handsome boyfriend as you walked hand in hand in the parking lot

“Kinda, she’s a civilian contractor. So she basically tells us any information she has about the planes but we don’t have to solute her or anything.” Goose said playfully twirling you making you laugh

“Nicky your such a goof.” You smiled wrapping your arms around his waist

“You love me.” Goose said kissing your forehead

“Of course.” You said pulling his head down to connect your lips

“We better head inside before Mav thinks we ditched him.” Goose said giving you one last kiss before leading you into the bar

It was a cute almost diner type bar there was a piano sitting in the middle of the bottom floor making you smile knowing how much Goose loved playing the piano for you.

“Goose, Y/NN over here!” You heard Maverick say, you two walked over to where he was sitting with a pretty blonde girl

“Hey man. Charlie this is my girl friend Y/N.” Goose introduced you

“It’s nice to meet you.” Charlie said reaching out to shake your hand

“Yeah you too. So tell me, what’s it like having Pete Mitchell’s heart?” You asked moving to sit beside Charlie in between her and Maverick

“Your so funny.” Maverick teased nudging your shoulder as Goose sat down at the piano. “Hey Goose, did you know your girl was a comedian?”

“Yeah try living with her, I’m her comedic motivation.” Goose said before playing the opening of Great Balls of Fire. “You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain.”

“So you excited to be living here with us?” Maverick asked putting his arm around you as you took a sip of beer

“Getting to see my goofy hot boyfriend every day after months apart? Hell yeah.” You said as you admired Goose singing like no one was watching

“Well I am going to embarrass myself with your boyfriend, keep my girl company for me.” Maverick said kissing your cheek and giving Charlie a wink before walking up behind Goose and leaning against his back.

“Goodness gracious. Great balls of fire!” The two sung throwing their heads back making you laugh

“You know I’m glad that Mav met you, I love Pete Mitchell but he needs a woman in his life.” You told Charlie who smiled almost shyly

“You think I’m that woman?” Charlie asked making you chuckle

“Oh sweetheart. That boy is head over heals for you.” You smiled nudging her leg making Charlie chuckle. “Now come on, let’s go embarrass ourselves with our men.”

You grabbed Charlie’s hand and yanked her up making her laugh as you lead her over to the piano, Goose pulled you down onto his lap and placed a kiss on your shoulder blade making you laugh.

“You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much love drives a man insane. You broke my will. But what a thrill. Goodness gracious. Great balls of fire!” You guys all sung together before breaking into laughs

“Take a walk with me.” Goose whispered into your ear and you nodded before standing up, as you fixed your skirt you didn’t notice the look Maverick and Goose shared. “Mi lady.”

“Thank you kind sir.” You giggled taking his arm as he lead you out the back door and onto the beach. “I’ve missed the beach, it’s so beautiful at night.”

You and Goose walked along the shoreline hand in hand you watched the waves crash and the full moon reflect across the water, it was so peaceful on the beach at night with you and Goose being the only ones there.

“You know how much I love you?” Goose asked pulling you to a stop

“As much as I love you. Which means it’s a whole damn lot.” You smiled

“Well with as much as I love you it makes me want more. You have been the love of my life ever since you fell into my arms all those years ago, you are my entire life and every time I go up in the plane you are what I think about. Your the reason I fight to come home every single deployment, every mission, every training session. You are the love of my life and I don’t want to go a single minute without knowing that I will have you by my side for the rest of my life.” Goose said making your eyes water as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a black box

“Nick.” You gasped as he dropped down to one knee

“Y/N M/N L/N. Will you marry me?” Goose asked smiling up at you

“Yes! Yes of course I will!” You smiled as tears fell down your cheeks, Goose smiled and slid the ring into your finger before kissing your knuckle.

“I love you so much.” Goose said standing up and pulling you into his arms

“I love you.” You laughed more happy in this moment then your entire life as you connected your lips in a passionate kiss

You heard cheers and clapping behind you guys and saw Maverick and Charlie holding a video camera and disposable camera making you smile.

“We’re getting married!” You and Goose exclaimed together as Maverick ran towards you guys and pulled you both into a huge hug.

“My best friends are getting married! I’m so happy for you guys!” Maverick said kissing your cheek and hugging Goose tightly

“Congratulations you guys.” Charlie smiled

“Thank you. Thank you both for capturing this.” You said gesturing to the cameras they held

“All Goose. He knew you’d want documentation of this day.” Maverick said and you smiled turning to look at your fiancée

“Really?” You asked with a smile

“I knew you’d want to show it to our kids some day.” Goose shrugged making you hug him

“Our kids huh?” You smirked

“Oh yeah. We’ll be able to have our own football team with the amount of kids we’re having.” Goose said making you laugh

“Speak for yourself. You get the fun part while I have to carry them for 9 months then push them out.” You said crossing your arms

“We’ll talk about the details later. But for now I want to enjoy the night with my fiancée.” Goose smiled caressing your jawline

“Fine by me. I love you Mr. Bradshaw.” You said

“I love you too. Future Mrs. Bradshaw.” Goose said before pulling you into a kiss, excited to begin your lives together as husband and wife.

[topazshadowwolf]

GoopTales: Part 21 Cuddles with Dadmare

Lyra tends to the boys as Nightmare sleeps, but after bed it is time for bed...

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21(you are here)/34

AO3: Ch 1 (1-4), Ch 2 (4-8), Ch 3 (9-12), Ch 4 (13-16) Ch 5 (17-19), Ch 6 (20-23), Ch 7 (24-27), Ch 8 (28-31), Ch 9 (32-34)

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What had been the “entertainment room” now looked more like a playroom, with toys and games in easy reach of the boys. There were some movies and video games, but only a scant amount, considering they had been adults before who preferred watching more grown-up movies and shows. They didn’t care; the boys enjoyed playing board games together rather than video games alone. This was true even if they chose to break the rules so they could somehow all win.

Actually, it wasn’t breaking the rules so much as coming up with their own, occasionally midgame. Lyra didn’t mind since they were all having fun, even if she honestly had no idea what was happening most of the time. Killer and Cross were definitely the ring leaders in all of this, and Horror, though he seemed older, just seemed to enjoy following along in the chaos.

After a while, Horror moved over by her and leaned against her side with a yawn. Placing a hand on his back, she looked down at him. “Are you done with the game?” He gave a tired nod, and that was when she noticed the tears in his sockets. “Is your head bothering you?”

The child sighed, then looked up at her. “i try to ignore it…” his voice was quivering, and she scooped him up.

“I know you do, but you do not need to,” She stood up. “Killer, Cross, can you both play quietly until I return?”

“uh huh!” Killer replied.

“i wanna color!” Cross announced, and then he waved at Horror. “g’night!”

“night,” replied Horror, who then cuddled further into her chest—the poor dear.

She walked to the kitchen, where she knew she saw a bottle of pain pills safe for someone so young. She dosed out some and gave it to him with a glass of water. “There you go. Now, do you want to stay up a bit longer or go to bed?”

“bed, please, mrs. lyra,” Horror replied.

“Of course. How could I not help you to bed when you ask so nicely?” She answered as she picked him back up and carried him down the hall to the room Nightmare had picked out.

She entered the room and approached the bed. Before she could set him down, he asked softly, “where is dust? i thought he was sleeping.”

“Oh, well, he asked to sleep with Mr. Night,” She explained.

“oh…,” He said quietly. And there was continued silence. Part of her had a feeling she knew what he wanted to ask.

“Horror?” She started, and the child looked up at her. “Do you want to sleep with Mr. Night, too?”

Then the child looked away momentarily before turning back to Lyra and nodding. “but… i should be sleeping alone, aren't i?”

“It will be alright,” She said, and she turned around to leave the room and made her way to Nightmare’s room.

Opening the door, she listened and could only hear the soft breathing of sleeping. Her soft paw pads made her walk across the old, wood floor silent as she made her way over to the bed. Dust was still cuddled up to Nightmare, but she could see that the guardian now had an arm around the child. She set Horror down, and he crawled closer. She helped him under the covers so he was on the other side of Nightmare, cuddled up to his side.

Not long after she finished tucking the child in, she noticed the covers move as a tendril curled around Horror. Happily, the child wrapped his arms around the limb and hugged it like one might a teddy bear. Still, Nightmare was asleep, and this action was done unconsciously. This made Lyra smile as she moved a paw to her mouth to hold back a giggle.

Oh, how she will tease him once this ordeal is over. For one so adamant that he is not a father, he has taken to a fatherly role so naturally, he even fathers the boys in his sleep. Content that everyone was comfortable, she made her way back to the other two.

Cross and Killer were coloring near each other to share crayons. She walked over and smiled at them, “May I join you?”

“sure!” Cross replied as Killer moved over to make space for her, even if there was plenty of space already.

She thanked Killer for being so polite before joining the two on the floor and picking a coloring book. Opening it, she found a picture of a castle with a dragon with four hatchlings. It was labeled “A Mother Dragon And Young,” but nothing about the dragon made it male or female. Lyra decided that she would change this picture to fit her narrative for the image.

As they colored, Cross and Killer took turns talking about their days being here with Mr. Night and the others. “sometimes, i take my coloring book in, and i color in mr. night’s office. i always ask if i can help him, and sometimes he tells me he has a paper that needs some colors or drawings to make it nicer. so i make it look as colorful and nice as possible! mr. night always tells me i did a good job, and he pats me on the head before setting the paper aside,” Cross explained.

“he lets me help him wash up after dinner sometimes!” Killer said happily. “mr. night lets me dry stuff, and then he uses his tentacles to pick me up so i can put some of the stuff away!”

“It is so nice that you two are willing to help him,” She praised.

They continued to color until she had almost finished her picture. She was rather pleased with it and the edit of crossing out “Mother” and writing “Father.” It was then she noticed how quiet it was, and she looked up to see Cross was sleeping. Killer’s coloring had become lethargic while his sockets drooped, meaning he was ready for bed, too.

“Alright, I think it is time for bed for you two,” She said as she carefully picked up Cross. The youngest clung to her and nuzzled his face against her neck. Killer sat up and stretched his arms up to her. Sweeping her free arm over, she scooped up the last little skeleton.

As she made her way to the bedrooms, she glanced down at them, “Now, Horror and Dust are sleeping with Mr. Night. Is that where you would want to sleep too?”

“can we?” Cross asked, opening his tired sockets as he asked.

“please, oh please!” Killer said while he started to wiggle in her arms.

“You can if you two promise to be quiet and sleep. Remember, Mr. Night needs his sleep, so you can’t be noisy,” She insisted.

“we will,” Cross said.

“i’m going to be super quiet, i promise!” Killer said loudly.

Well… time will tell.

Before long, she was setting Cross on one side of the bed and Killer on the other. Cross was curling up near Horror when a tentacle embraced him. He smiled at the limb and started to pet it softly. Then, as his sockets closed, his hand stopped when he drifted off to sleep. 

Killer wiggled around near Dust, who grunted in annoyance but did not wake. Dust did yawn before he snuggled closer to Nightmare. Rolling so his back was toward Dust’s back, Killer then scootched back until they touched back to back. This also meant he wiggled his way under Nightmare’s arm, which was still over the smaller skeleton child.

Luckily, Nightmare did not wake, but like the others, a tentacle curled around the child, and Killer hugged the limb while nuzzling it. At least Killer was being quiet.

Killer reached out to her then, and she tilted her head. “i need a goodnight kiss,” he whispered.

Lyra smiled softly, then leaned down and placed a kiss on the tiny skeleton’s skull. Killer smiled back up at her before he started to settle into sleep. With that, she took a moment to admire the little family before her.

With a pleased smile, Lyra left the little family to sleep. Now, to finish tending the animals.

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Nightmare sat in the shadow of his mother, reading a book silently to himself. It was a pleasant afternoon, not too hot, but not cold either—just the perfect temperature. Dream was away, as usual, helping the villagers. So, Nightmare was left to entertain himself, and he did so by reading.

That is until he noticed a lost child approaching him. Nightmare was a child himself, but this one was clearly younger than him.

“Hello? If you are here for the golden apples, my brother is away, and I am not to touch them,” Nightmare stated.

“n… no… i just… i don’t know where i am, and i…” The child was trembling as he looked around. The child was wearing a shirt with a sloth and matching bottoms. Odd clothing, really. He had never seen anyone dressed like that before. He looked around, clearly confused, with red eye lights, though the left eye had cyan blue in the middle.

“Where did you last see your parents?” Nightmare asked.

The child stiffened and looked down at the ground for a moment. He fidgeted with his shirt hem for a moment before finally muttering a question so quietly that Nightmare could not understand him, just the inflection of his voice.

“I am sorry, but what did you say?” Nightmare said with a sigh.

“what… what does ‘parents’ mean?” The child asked quietly, but at least this time, it was loud and clear enough for Nightmare to understand. But the question startled him.

“You do not know what the word ‘parent’ means?” He clarified, but that appeared to be the wrong thing to do. The child quickly turned and ran, but Nightmare jumped up and followed. His taller body meant longer legs, and he quickly caught up with the small child and grabbed him in a hug. 

The small boy was crying. He kept repeating that he was sorry. “sorry, i…i… shouldn’t have bothered you. i’m sorry… sorry that i… i’m stupid and a failure.”

“Shhh? Now, when did I utter such words?” He asked, and the child shivered in his arms. “A parent is the mother and/or father of a child. Or caregivers of a child who considers the child theirs.”

“oh…,” The small child looked up at Nightmare, tears in his sockets, but spoke with a happy tone, “i just learned about moms and dads!” The child then looked down and muttered the word ‘parents’ a few times as if committing it to memory. If he just learned about mothers and fathers, then this child is likely an orphan from an early age. One that has not had kind guardians. “mr. night is watching me for… the doctor. but he says i don’t have to go back to the doctor. i don’t think mr. night is my parent though… but he is nice… i mean, he’s not nice! he’s mean and horrible! oh! and very scary!”

Yeah… Nightmare wasn’t believing that last bit. The child seemed way too happy talking about this ‘Mr. Night.’ In all likelihood, this Mr. Night was some hermit who just didn’t want a bunch of people coming around by putting up a front that he encouraged this kid to perpetuate. Nightmare will gauge how ‘nice’ this Mr. Night is when he finds this child.

“Come with me, then, sit under my tree beside me and wait for Mr. Night to find you,” Nightmare said as he finally released the child from a hug before taking his hand and guiding him back to his mother.

I do not think this is wise, my child. A mortal is a mortal, even when small. His mother said. But Nightmare could not just leave this little child to wander around alone. He knows firsthand how cruel the village can be. And as much as Nightmare loves nature… a child so small would not last long alone. Saving his spot, he flipped back to the beginning of the book and started to read aloud.

After some time, a voice called out, “dust!” And Nightmare looked up to see another child approaching. The poor thing! His skull was cracked and he had… “dust! you’re here too?” The child wore a white shirt, fur-lined hoodie, and black shorts with a white stripe.

… Horror… Dust…

As the children talked, Nightmare remembered that he was no longer a child, that this was a dreamscape made by his tired mind that he drew these children into. Even in exhaustion, he seemed to want these mortals near, it seems.

How interesting that their minds choose to dress them in clothes they wear as adults…

“i am waiting here for mr. night,” Dust explained, and Horror nodded.

“okay, can’t miss this tree, so it makes sense!” Horror said as he sat down next to Dust. Horror then looked at Nightmare and smiled, “hello, mind if i stay here too?”

“No, you are welcome to wait here as well,” Nightmare replied, then continued the story after Dust explained what was going on so Horror understood.

Cross quietly walked up with a wave and sat next to Horror. Much like Dust, he wore pajamas, though they were pajama bottoms, with his favorite ‘anime’ themed t-shirt. Nightmare smiled at Cross, who waved at him before listening intently to the story. Mother chided Nightmare for keeping such mortals around. He… didn’t like the things she said about them. He could understand some of it, as he will admit, they were not the best ambassadors for mortal kind. Still, they were his, and that was all that mattered to him. He hated ignoring her, as she was his mother, even if this was a dream.

Thankfully, Killer’s boisterous entrance did drown out those hurtful things she said. The child, dressed in his regular clothes, white shorts, black sweater, and hoodie with a fur-lined hood, dashed forward and pounced on Dust. The smaller yelped out as Killer loudly proclaimed “tickle fight” before mercilessly assaulting Dust’s ticklish areas. Dust yelped and squeaked before giggling away. Horror was the one to come to his rescue, grabbing Killer and tickling the babybones, who squealed with laughter.

Dust scurried over and hid behind Nightmare as Cross faced a decision. Who does he back up? After a moment of debating, Cross jumped up and started to tickle Horror. Horror started to turn to defend himself when Killer sprang up to get the larger of the three back.

“Oh dear,” Nightmare said as he closed the book. He glanced back at Dust, “It appears the odds are against your friend. Two against one.”

Dust frowned for a moment, then looked up at Nightmare. “I am sorry for disturbing your peace, but I need to help horror.”

“That is quite alright. You do what you need to do,” Nightmare said with a smile. That was all Dust needed before running forward and tackling Killer. The two rolled around in the grass in a fit of giggles as they tried to tickle the other. That gave Horror the opportunity he needed to grab the youngest and tickle him until he surrendered.

Once the giggling died down, Nightmare stood up. “Care to join me for a walk?”

“sure!” Cross said, and Horror helped him stand.

Killer looked up at Nightmare briefly, then smiled big, “yeah! let’s join him!” Killer stood and pulled Dust up onto his feet.

With that, he led the children to the forest that he often played in with his brother, away from the ominous village and the insulting words of his mother. Once in the shelter of the trees, he helped them climb and explore…

… He almost didn’t want to wake up.

Almost… for a dream is just that, a dream. What matters more is the events in the waking world.

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[brakke-dino]

Leave me alone

Iv been seeing so many avatar modern au’s ( @naavispider & @lost-girl-2021 ) and it inspired me to do this little snippet of an idea/small story

In this situation spider was told he was going to be moving in with Quaritch the next day. This is very angsty so warning

It was really happening. this monster finally got what he wanted, to take me away from my happiness, friends, where he grew up. Spider sat at the bottom of his bed, knees tucked into chest thinking of what was going to happen to him. Then the idea sparked he wasn’t going to let Quaritch take him.

He grabbed his duffel bag and packed the essentials toothbrush, soap, clothes, small blanket, water bottle, pocket knife, torch, rope, phone charger, headphones and teddy bear (kiri gave it to him years ago for his birthday). It all fitted nicely into his bag, in a smaller bag he put all his money and coins he found all around his room. He was ready, he had hidden all of his things ready for tonight. “ dinners ready!” Jake shouted from down stairs.

Dinner was awkward, no one knew what do say so their was a sad silence across the hole table. Spiders heart was beating fast it felt like it was about to break. He was struggling to breathe, he swallowed his food and took a deep breath of his inhaler. Everyone looked at him, now they knew how scared spider was. Lo’ak put a comforting hand on spider’s back, Lo’ak then gave him a smile. With such a little face movement it said a lot of words like ‘it’s okay buddy we are all feeling the same’. They continued eating, once dinner was done Neytiri said she would clean the dishes.

When they went up stairs they all hung out in Lo’aks room, after awhile the thought that spider was leaving tomorrow left and they were all laughing and joking around playing. Spider looked at the clock 9:17pm, please slow down spider thought to himself. “I’m going to bed now sorry” Lo’ak huffed their was a croak in his voice it was clear how sad and tired he was. Spider gave him a hug spider felt a tear roll down his shirt on his back, Lo’ak was crying. Kiri & Neteyam left the room to give them privacy. “Please don’t leave” Lo’ak begged. Spider let out a sigh and left Lo’ak to sleep a tear rolled down spider’s cheek when he glanced back at Lo’ak. What made it worse for spider is that Lo’ak thought he was going to see him tomorrow.

Spider walked to Kiris room, he would miss her beautiful room filled with plants and her 2 gold fish Tom and Jerry. “You can feed them” Kiri offered passing him the fish food container. Spider dropped In a pinch of food. They sat on Kiris bed talking with Neteyam. It was not as funny with Lo’ak but it was still nice conversation.

“Night kids” Jake and Neytiri yelled from down stairs. Their was silence after that, spider heard Tuk and Lo’aks soft crying in the background. Neteyam stood up and walked to the door and giving spider a small wave and smiled before he left. It was him and Kiri, spider sat on the floor and got Kiri to braid his hair like Neteyam and Lo’aks, she didn’t know why and that was good. Kiri passed spider an envelope ‘your first decoration for your new room’ was written in perfect cursive. Kiris writing was as pretty as her.

“I’m going to bed now” spider croaked leaving Kiris room. He stood in front of his door and listened now he could hear all of them crying Lo’ak, Tuk, Neteyam and Kiri. Spider put on his jumper and put on his bag and skateboard on the bed. he waited until the house went dead quiet, even Kiris quiet music stoped. Spider snuck down stairs to the kitchen and shoved around 50 muesli bars into his bag. He put on a hat and put a pair of sunglasses in his pocket, he grabbed a pack of garbage bags and a spare house key, he wrote a letter

Dear Sullys

Thank you so much for looking after me for all these years, your such a caring family for taking me in. I’m sorry to leave you but I can’t bear living with Quaritch after what he did, so I’m going off the grid. I’m sorry for taking the things I took but I hope you understand. Once again I am very sorry and I couldn’t of asked for a better family xoxo- Spider.

Spider left the note in the microwave and left outside. Spider spotted Kiris push bike it had a basket on it and bungee cords Tuk used as a ‘seatbelt’ and it was fast. Spider secured his duffel bag and skateboard in the basket and started riding away, running away. After around 20 minutes of riding spider checked to time 12:15am, around 5 hours until Jake wakes up and around 7 hours until someone probably notices I’m gone.

spider rode on Kiris bike as fast as he could like his future depended on it which it did breathing from his inhaler every 30 minutes. finally the edge of the forest he looked at the time as he saw the sun starting to peak through the clouds 5:47am. Now it’s time to hide he rode his bike down the bush path tall trees reaching to the sky. The sun was fully out now as it peeked through the tree tops, Spider was puffed this much riding for a kid with asthma wasn’t the right sute.

Spider reached a little bridge over a puddle it wasn’t connected to a river, spider was confused why it was there. He took out all of his stuff from the basket and put Kiris bike underneath the bridge. Spider grabbed the bungee cords form the bike as well. The forest was thick around where he was and we’re he was going, he wandered off the path jumping over fallen trees deep into the forest.

Spiders tummy grumbled he was hungry, he looked at the time 4:23pm night was near. He climbed up a tree and used the rope he packed to tie himself to it, he had watched enough survival shows with Jake to know what to do. He used the bungee cords to keep his duffel bag secure. He sat there eating his muesli bars, looking up at the sky. He loved going camping the nature and stars with Kiri and Lo’ak . He wondered what would they be doing, he didn’t have to think to hard as he knew there probably looking for him. He knew that they would be devastated, and what he knew was correct they were.

I might do a part2 not to sure 80% chance depending if you want it or me to write something else.

@today-or-tumble @nashichiyo

[atlasscrumpit]

Could you do a Dad moon knight Yandere where child reader always talks to there stuffed animal, making stories (kind of like Wendy from Peter Pan) and wishes every night to be taken away.

I wonder if the child could be an accidental source of info for moon knight with there stories are based off what narrow said in the meeting.

And could the child mispronounce Ammit as Armpit and Khonshu is like, “We’re keeping it.”

Then one of the boys says ‘Khonshu’ at one point and the child says “Bless you.”

And Marc’s like, “Yes. Yes we are keeping them.”

A new addition

You lay in your bed with your stuffed animal clutched to your chest as you let tears slowly fall from your eyes.

“I don’t understand why he’s always so angry. Especially at me.” You whispered, stroking your hand over the soft fabric of the toy.

“I wish…I wish one of those superheroes from tv would help me. Maybe even one of the villains.” You whispered, closing your eyes and imagining what it would be like to have one of those superheroes wrap you up in their arms and tell you it was all going to be okay.

But they were just dreams, this was reality.

—

“I don’t know what to do. This guy has no connections, but all connections. Argh!” Marc shouted, grabbing his head in frustration.

“He has one connection that could help.” Khonshu said as Marc sighed and looked up at him.

“He has a daughter.” Khonshu said, Marc nodded but it did sound a bit sketchy.

“How old is she?” Marc asked, sitting down on the couch.

“I think she’s six.” Khonshu said as Marc’s eyes widened.

“Six! Are you serious?” Marc shouted, standing back up just as quick as he’d sat down.

“You’re suggesting we kidnap a six year old and interrogate her?” Marc growled as Khonshu just looked down at him.

“Yes.” He said simply as Marc groaned and covered his face.

“Fine.”

—

Marc stood outside an apartment complex, looking up in thought.

Was he really going to interrogate a six year old?

He sighed and scaled up the side of the building to where he knew your bedroom was.

He crept up to the window and peaked in to see you curled up in the corner on your room, with your teddy bear clutched to your chest.

He could see the blood and bruises from here. He knew your father was corrupt but he didn’t know he was that evil.

Marc and even Steven and Jake decided there and then that they would take you away for good.

This life wasn’t what you deserved.

He opened the window and saw your head peak up in the dark.

You gasped and smiled, running up to him.

It wasn’t the reaction he was expecting.

“It came true!” You shouted in excitement running up to him and hugging his legs.

“Um, hi.” He muttered awkwardly petting your head.

“Marc, she’s a child not a puppy.” Steven said as Marc looked down at you, if he was being honest he was more scared of you then you were of him.

“Are you here to rescue me?” You asked as Steven took control, his outfit changing making you gasp in excitement.

“Woah! You’re so cool!” You shouted making him chuckle, he knelt down to you and retracted his mask so you could see his smile.

“We are here to rescue you, love. Did your father do this to you?” He asked, gently reaching up to brush his finger over your cheek.

“Yeah…he was angry.” You muttered making Steven look at you sadly.

“Well, he’s not a nice man. But, it’s okay. We’re going to take you away, you’ll be safe. Do you want to pack up a little bag to take with you?” He asked as you nodded excitedly and began running around your room, mainly grabbing toys.

When you were done you secured the backpack and went back to Steven.

“Okay! I’m ready!” You shouted making him chuckle.

It was a little sad that you were so eager to go with anyone.

Steven picked you up in his arms and you wrapped your smaller arms around his neck.

“It’s not exactly what we planned, but Khonshu will be happy.” Steven muttered as you looked at him in confusion.

“Did you sneeze?” You asked making him laugh.

“Oh, yeah. We’re definitely keeping you, love.”

[gemini-sensei]

Hawk x chubby reader hcs how she comforts him after the fight between him and Demitri(school fight) and takes care of his wounds? Even maybe she kisses his lip scar all the time because it just reminds them both how much of a fighter he actually is? It’s corny but I love Eli/Hawk so fucking muchx

You're So Strong

Slightly Angsty & Fluff Headcanons ○ Fem!Chubby!Reader ○ minor descriptions of injury

I love him too 🥺😍 tbh I kind of struggled with this one, so I hope it's good, anon.

After the school fight, Hawk feel pretty defeated. Not only that, but he's achy all over and he pretty cut up thanks to that damn trophy case.

Despite not wanting to be seen by anyone who witnessed the fight, he goes to the only person he wanted comfort from: his girlfriend.

He knows he can go to her for anything; she'll listen to him and understand, unlike others. Her patience is comfort in of itself. So when she asks him how he's feeling after everything went down and he doesn't immediately say anything, he at least knows she isn't judging him.

As she stands in front of him, between his legs as she holds his face with gentle hands and cleans his wounds, his hands rest on her waist. She's like a cuddly teddy bear, but way better. His hands are also cold and she's warm, so he'll slip his hands under her shirt to warm up his fingers.

She apologizes when he winces and he mumbles how it isn't her fault. He doesn't push the blame onto anyone verbally, but he's scowling as he thinks of Demetri...

She's careful to bandage him up and is just so tender with him, he's so soft by the time she's done. He's looking up at her with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever and she leans down and kisses his bruises.

As she gets to his scar, she whispers, "you're so strong, Eli."

He wants to scoff, but only mutters, "no I'm not. I lost what should have been an easy fight."

"Your strength isn't measured in how many fights you win."

He doesn't say anything and hugs her, resting his head against her soft belly. He just closes his eyes and they take a moment to hold each other. There's no words to express how appreciative he feels to even have her in his life, let alone get to call her his girlfriend.

Before they move to the bed for some cuddles, he lets her wash his hair. It helps him relax; her fingers raking through his hair and washing out the gel and product feels so nice. She towel dries it and brushes it for him, knowing he's tired and needs to rest.

When they cuddle, he lays half on top of her, his head on her chest and one leg between hers. He wraps his arms around her and hold her, gently squeezing her rolls on occasion like a squishy. He also wants her to play with his hair, but won't say it out loud, which is okay. She knows.

After a while, he'll finally tell her how he feels. From losing his fight with Demetri to what happened to Miguel. He's going through all the emotions, from anger to guilt and trying to cope. It's a lot on his shoulders on top of his hurt ego.

He doesn't know what can be said, the situation so complicated and difficult. He closes his eyes, half expecting no response, but then she tilts his head up to have her look at him.

"You've already been through so much and I know this seems bad now, but this isn't gonna last forever. It's okay. You're gonna get through this, and I'll be right here with you."

He support makes him feel good about it, even the worst of it, and if she still believes in him, then that's really all he needs. Deep down, he'll always know she's there for him.

They eventually fall sleep in each other's arms and he snuggles into her like she's his personal pillow. He's okay and he's going to be okay.

[nicosavior456]

Adventures of Chika Hanabusa: The Restoration of Earth

Disclaimer: This book follows the events of Percy Jackson and Heros of Olympus fanfic, This fanfic will not include Trails of Apollo, The Kane Chronicles, and Magnus Chase.

Chapter 8: The Encounter

Chika PoV

Once we made it to some random woods, Hyun and Reyna grabbed some tents out of the magic pouch and we set up camp. Once the tents were set up, we found a lot of logs near us and Hyun just grabbed some small branches and cast a fire spell to make the fire for us. If I had to be honest, we wouldn't have survived Circle without Hyun's help. I just hope we don't have to deal with more witches. Hyun just laid down on the grass, while Reyna and I just sat on the log right next to each other. The sun is about to set, so I assume it is evening now.

“Man, I'm tired. Hey Reyna, can we rest for a day, I mean we just set up camp.” Hyun looks at Reyna while Reyna nods yes. Setting right next to Reyna, The fire lights up her tanned skin nicely and her hair is still in a neat braid. I could tell that Reyna was drained from the fight and that her dark eyes kept staring into mine.

“Honestly Hyun, we wouldn’t have survived Circle if it wasn’t for your help. Can I ask you something?” I asked Hyun.

"Sure, what is it?" Hyun looks up at me while she lies on the grass.

"What does she mean by 'Your boyfriend turns into a dog at night'? Like do you even have a boyfriend and is he cursed?" I questioned Hyun's whole face became red and covered her face with her hands, while Reyna raised an eyebrow in amusement.

“Circle was referring to Ben, and he is just a friend. I do not feel comfortable talking about his condition, but you are right that it is magical. I wanted to be on the quest because I want to find the cure for him." Hyun explained, and I looked at her with sympathetic eyes. I not going to blame Hyun for wanting to help her friend. It sucks that Hyun has to find some kind of cure while she has to help us deal with meddlesome goddesses.

"We will help you with Ben, you let us know what you need." Reyna pats Hyun's forehead and I decided to hug Hyun while she lay down. Hyun hugs me back and even kisses me on the forehead and she pulls Reyna closer. We look like a huge pile of bodies meshed up together, I hope there are no campers near us, or else they might get the wrong idea. Reyna and I pulled ourselves back from the ground and Hyun just lay on the ground. Hyun laughs like crazy with tears coming up from her eyes.

"OK OK I get it, you guys love me. I don’t blame you, I am cute.” Hyun says in amusement and Reyna smirk and I just chuckle.

“Of course we love you, you are our friend," I say in a soft low voice. I hope Hyun doesn't feel lonely in the quest, she was my first friend besides Reyna, and I learned so much from her. She's just so cool and confident and I hope I can be like her. She's like a cool older sister to me, and I hope she does like me as a friend. Reyna held me close to her chest and I blushed madly.

"Smooth, Reyna. Taking advantage of a naïve pretty girl like Chika." Hyun mockingly says.

“Oh, Shut up Hyun, it is not like that. I just want to make sure Chika is cold." Reyna says in an annoyed tone but she is blushing and she is closing her eyes. Reyna's chest feels so warm that I can sleep on her breasts like pillows. Damn it Chika, enough with your dirty thoughts, you don’t even know if she likes girls.

"Yeah SURE!!!!" Hyun says loudly and teasingly. Reyna was holding on to me like I'm a teddy bear, which I have no problems with.

“Ignore this Perra, Are you ok Chika?" She asks in her softest voice; I have never seen her talk this safely before and hug me as well. It's such a nice change. Hyun just rolled her eyes at us and stared at the fire.

"Are you girls done cuddling yet? Who is going to make dinner, not me because I saved your asses today from my dumb half-sister?" Hyun impatiently asks. Oh god, is Hyun starving? I asked myself. I quickly got off of Reyna's grasp even though I wished it lasted forever. I grabbed three plates of food from the pouch, which were covered in aluminum foils. One plate has about eleven cheeseburgers I made at camp, one has salad, and the last one has like 40 cookies I baked as well. I set the plates in the center and threw the foil in the fire and Hyun grabbed the first cheeseburger and ate it.

“This is so yummy Chika, who taught you how to cook?” Hyun asked while Reyna grabbed the cook and her, she greedily grabbed 5 more. It seems that they like the food that I bring for the quest.

“My dad, believe it or not, I was a bad cook when I was in middle school, but my dad still ate my food, and he encouraged me to do better. He taught me that cooking takes hard work and patience. He even claims that his cooking got my mother to fall for him." Cooking with my father was always fun and peaceful and that's why I liked to improve my cooking; those are always pleasant memories. Reyna gives me a small smile while she uses her fork that she packed to stuff her face with salad.

“These are good. I’m happy you are part of the quest Chika” Just as she that I blushed, and I covered my face. My body heats up, I hope I don’t have a fever.

"Yeah Chika, like Reyna said, we are glad that you are with us. I might gain some pounds because of your good cooking." Hyun pats her stomach and ruffs her blood-covered skirt and her dirty purple t-shirt. I looked down at my green floral dress and saw that it was all dusty. Reyna's purple shirt that says Camp Jupiter on it is perfectly clean along with her blue jeans. While Hyun and I are wearing dirty clothes, Reyna's clothes are clean. Well, Reyna is always flawless, which is one thing I love about her. Hyun is eating fast and stuffing her face with cookies, I hope she takes it easy because I don’t want her to puke.

Suddenly a hairy humanoid figure with the head of a wolf appears behind Hyun it is a werewolf and grabs her waste while she is busy eating. Reyna grabbed her sword and prepared to attack it.

"Chill Reyna, He's just a friend, and he's not hurting me. Who is a good boy!!" Hyun pats the werewolf's head and snuggles close to him. How can Hyun be so cool with a werewolf touching her? Does she know the monster? Will he try to kill us? Reyna doesn't look convinced at all and still points the sword at him and the werewolf glares at Reyna.

“It’s ok, she will not hurt you. My friend, Reyna, is just concerned for me” Hyun kisses his cheek and the werewolf holds her. The werewolf doesn’t seem like a bad guy and Hyun seems comfortable with him.

"I don't kill demigods and I have no desire to or else I will lose my humanity. All I remember in my other form is that I'm in some camp and I like this magical pretty lady who is always kind to me. Though I do like eating human food, especially meat. Can I give you a hug to show that I'm not dangerous?" The werewolf hugs me and he licks my face. Reyna still points her sword at the werewolf and he backs away because he doesn’t want to offend Reyna. He then steals some of the cheeseburgers and stuffs them in his mouth.

“What do we say to the nice lady who made these delicious burgers?” Hyun gently chides the werewolf. The werewolf came up to me and

"Thank you, flower lady, here is a fruit to show my gratitude" he gives a couple of red apples to me. He goes up to Hyun and holds her up and cuddles with her. Hyun face heats up and pats the werewolf's head. Reyna looks at the scenery suspiciously, waiting to see if the werewolf will try to kill us, but her eyes soften when the werewolf puts Hyun down and puts sunflowers on her hair. Then the werewolf waved at Reyna and me and ran back to the wood. That is so weird but cute to see the werewolf being gentle with Hyun. Wait till we tell the other campers about this random encounter.

“Is there anything you need to explain to us about your buddy?” Reyna asked in an aggressive tone.

“All I can say is that he is no threat to us, besides we give us free apples.” Hyun stares at Reyna and Reyna softer her glare, puts her head down and rubs the back of her head.

“I guess I will take it for now, but do you promise to explain the werewolf after this is over?” Reyna asks while Hyun sighs in relief that Reyna is not pressing her more about the situation.

“I promise that I will tell you guys everything about the werewolf and the potion.” Hyun looks at the both of us and Reyna and I look at each other. I guess we will find out about Hyun’s business with the werewolf and Ben. As the three of us stare at each other, a girl with tree-like skin with the same braided as Reyna appears and she just wears a bra and underwear, she's some kind of nymph.

"Help monsters are terrorizing my home." The unknown nymph and I followed the nymph without hesitation, no one deserves to have their home destroyed by monsters.

"Wait Chika, we don't know if it was a trap," Reyna shouted behind me as I kept running. Hyun followed suit while I ran after the nymph. Once the nymph takes us to the area with numerous trees, she suddenly transforms into a scarlet-hair woman who wears a blood-soaked coat, and then two other people show up right next to her. One is a paled-hair man who wears a  black shirt that says Doom and the other is a skinny elderly woman with yellow teeth. All three of them shared black feathery wings like the painting of fallen angels.

“We have got you in our trap, young demigods.” The scarlet-hair woman says. Just great, my stupidity leads to us getting trapped by black-winged people who could be gods. This will be a long night; I hope Reyna and Hyun forgive me for my foolishness because now we are in danger.

[rindouwife]

Guys this is my first post and writing that I have done so please work with me, lol. If there are things I need to work on please let me know because I am in need of feedback on my writings. I hope you guys enjoy.

TW, There are some bad words and very inappropriate things being said out this young men mouth so be aware everyone.

“ I wanna be yours “

Alex sat there in the seat across from her. Ever since class started he never allowed his eyes to leave from her body that he thought was just so damn perfect. No she wasn’t skinny with large brown eyes or she didn’t have soft winter white skin. No, she was way more beautiful than that. She had honey dark skin, curly black hair that was in a high ponytail, her eyes seemed to be a normal black color but when you got close enough to her you’ll see how her eyes would light up when the sun hit them.

But she’ll always say ‘That’s not my real eye color because it only turns a light brown when the sun hits it. I love my midnight eyes as they are.” When she called her eyes a midnight color I thought that that name fitted her eye color so well. Her body was soft and chubby. She had the thighs, she had the stomach, and she had the soft stuffy cheeks that made you just want to reach your hand out and squeeze it tightly to feel her cheeks fill up your hands. She was like a human size teddy bear that you would win at some kind of fair. She was such a short girl and even now that she’s in college along side me she is still so short.

When she gives me a hug before she leaves for her next class I can feel the heat that our bodies produce when we push closer against each other. I love the way my fingers ran across her waist as it goes to grab onto her to pull her so close towards me. I wonder so many times how I can just allow my fingers to grip her tighter, harder, how I can easily pull her farther into me until she have no more room or no space to back out of. When she hugs me she have to stand on her tipy toes which I find so damn cute. Seeing her try to reach up to my level makes me just want to grab onto her ass and lift her up so that she’ll have no other choice than to put these thick thighs around me.

When she’s pressed against me I know if she hugs me for just a second longer the little guy between my legs won’t be so little any more. I would beg her to rub against me even if it’s just for a minute because I already know for a fact that any little touch from her can and will leave me wanting every each of her so much more then I already do. Her breast could easily fit into my lager hands. You can tell even just from looking at her Chest that she have big breast. Her bra cups her boobs so nicely that they just sit up so pretty. With each and every movement that she takes you can see the way they bounce with each of her steps. Her face..oh man her face. When you look at her she have such a doll face. Her eyelashes are short. Her lips are just the right size.

And when she gets to smiling…it’s like she’s the new source of light in the room. She doesn’t know how badly I want her, she doesn’t know what those eyes do to me. She doesn’t know the kind of thoughts that I have about her during school and at night when I’m all alone in my room with nothing but time on my hands. Does she even know how badly I want to kiss her?! Does she know how badly I want my lips to be on parts of her that can’t be seen when she’s clothed?! Does she know how easy it would be for me to bend her over this desk right in front of these peoples?! Does she know that I dream of her being underneath me while I’m balls deep inside her and while her arms are wrapped around my neck and her begging me to slow down?! I want to be her’s. I want her to be mines, all mines, and only mines.

That girl runs though my mind til one in the morning all the way until the sun says it’s goodbyes to the moon. I love how much she cares for everybody, I love how she thinks the best of everyone. I love the way she walks around this school as if she’s just a friendly little pure soul. I’ll grab her by her hips so hard and make her ride my cock until her legs give out on her. I wonder which parts of her makes her moan out the most. But sadly at the end of the day that girl as of now is just a friend and a crush of mine. Oh but don’t worry, that girl will be mine.

[leviachanmybeloved]

Strawhat cuddling Hcs

This is how I think the Strawhats would cuddle:D I already wrote for Luffy, Zoro and Sanji, so you can check those out here!! GIF not mine, creds to the owner! Also, choppers and brook's is platonic!!

Nami

So, I feel like she'd be really cozy.

That's the vibe I get from our lovely navigator

She's not that big of PDA, but hand holding or resting your head on her shoulder she can do

She enjoys soft touches, it makes her feel all fuzzy and warm

She also likes it when you lie down on her chest, vise versa

She also enjoys little kisses littered all over her skin, it flusters her

I feel like she'd be super cuddly aswell-

She def likes eskimo kisses too, especially if it’s before bed.

Just soft touches, nose rubs and soft snuggly snugs

ESPECIALLY IN WINTER OMG😭😭😭

She’d cling to you or like- be closer to you more often since it’s colder

omfg i need a cuddler like her so bad😭😭

Usopp

Yes

Best cuddler

He just looks so warm and nice and comforting

Def a 10/10 to cuddle with

He’d def say some sort of joke or tell one of his infamous stories

I feel like he’d enjoy light soft kisses

but i feel like he’d just like rubbing ur cheek with his and just staying squished there

He’s very ticklish but like- in the weirdest areas

So he’s always giggling in some way shape or form

Like, you lightly graze your fingers over his back or chest and baby would be giggling like a school girl

He also likes hand holding and like- arm linking when the crew is exploring a new island

You needed to drag him off the ship bc you weren’t gonna let his “i cant get off the ship disease” stop him from being the brave warrior of the sea

But i also think that he’d use exploring a new island a reason to be close to you yk?

someone else to hide behind<3

But yes, cuddles with usopp are soft and calm and just😩😩

Chopper

Soft and sweet

Need i say more?

Like a lil teddy bear🥹🥹

I feel like he’d be making sure every five minutes if you’re comfortable and if you’re ok or need anything

bc chopper is very worried abt his favorite person<3

He likes headpats and hugs

Even maybe like- laying his head in your lap-

He’d def deny liking it, but he’d be doin his little dancey dance while denying it-

10/10 bc we love chopper<3

Nico Robin

Motherly love

I adore this woman omg-

She’d be so calming and so so sweet🥹🥹

Warm and sweet and motherly

Definitely plays with your hair while cuddling

I feel like she’d give forehead kisses

Or like, on your hand

Especially if she’s like- holding it while walking

She’d occasionally bring your hand up to her lips and place a gentle kiss on it

possibly even mumbling words of affirmation

go to her when ur stressed

do it

she will run a bath, get your favorite drink/snack, place some candles around and make everything comfortable for you.

and she’d even offer to wash your hair and massage your back✨✨

even if she didn’t have a mom herself, i feel like she’d take care of others how she wished she could be taken care of

I feel like likes holding hands in public and small kisses here and there

not really all out like a certain love cook

but she’s great with affection, and not just touch

but all in all, robin AND cuddles????

100000000000000/10

Franky

He smells like cola

is very comfortable for a cyborg

if he sees you’re cold, he’d like- heat up like a heater and warm you up

he’s very boisterous, but i feel like he’d be a good cuddler nonetheless

i feel like he’d hum a tune to you while you’re on his chest or by his side

he does give me dad vibes so i feel like he’d be reading his newspaper and you can just lie there, listening to his breaths

he likes cheek kisses

idk why

he just looks like he’d like them✨

loves pda

not afraid to hug you anywhere or wrap an arm around your shoulder

he’s great at comfort

if you need a ear, he’s ur guy

if you need to cry, he has tissues

if you need to beat someone up, you have him and literally the entire crew

he’s there for u and at the end of it all, with ur permission will hug you

then he’ll make you laugh by doing something dumb with usopp

all in all, franky is a SUPER cuddler

1000000000/10

Brook

He’s very uh- harsh to cuddle with

yk him being a skeleton

so i feel like he’d just link arms or hold hands

he’s very calming to be around though, so that makes up for the little physical touch

he’ll make you a cup of tea or your favorite drink, then like- play some music or some small talk

he’s very comfortable to be around and he has a heart of gold

he cant do kisses cuz yk- he has no lips

YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO

But if he did, hand kisses and like- eskimo kisses

but brook is very very sweet so he gets points for it

i need someone like brook rn🥲🥲

Jinbei

Another dad, but just as comforting as the others

Very comfy

feels like a pillow

He is, much like the rest of the crew, very very comforting and welcoming

I feel like he’d like hand holding, arm linking and maybe even piggy back rides

He’s a great listener and has great advice/tips

He isn’t one for smooches, but if you asked for one he’d go for the forehead

Jinbei would also let you sit on his lap and just stay there

as much as you like his presence, he enjoys yours tho he’d never say anything abt it

jinbei and cuddles?? yes

1000000000/10

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Sad about angelsheep hours

“Your face. it’s all red.” Penny uncomfortably draws a circle with her finger on her own cheek.

“Yeah,” she shrugs her off, delicately rubbing the tender pink mark as Penny squints, “would you mind if I maybe, stayed the night? Since I’m already here, I mean?”

“Oh! sure, let me just…,” she stalls, turning to dig through her dresser drawers, messing up the roughly folded clothes in her haste, “here! Pajamas.”

She presents her with a two piece pajama set, plain pale pink. Penny holds them out to her and she hesitantly takes them. She holds the shirt up to her chest with one hand, trying to gauge the size.

“Might be a little big, but it should work.”

Even if this is the last time she’ll ever let herself see her, Pennys still just so damned nice to her. Penny is humble, she unfortunately understands the concept of being dropped and ditched.

She folds the pajamas in her arms and hugs them tightly, soft and well worn, but not dirty. They have a little teddy bear embroidered on the hip and breast pockets. She feels her heart racing beneath her hand and layers of fabric.