#i want to sit on the couch together while we read and bake cookies and be allowed to say i love you

[wikipediathefreeencyclopedia]

everyday i wake up and choose love and just once i would like to wake up and have it choose me back

[slut4thebroken]

Opposites Attract

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Pairing | Jason Todd x reader

Summary | Jason in your hyperfeminine pink bedroom (and house lol)

Warnings | Reader isn’t infantalized she just likes feminine things lol, fluff, kissing, Jay being a big fat softie.

Words | 1.2 k

Notes | Honestly idk. I’m going through an aesthetic change rn and was struck with a vision one day lol. (Also this pic set is a direct result of there being literally no pictures or gifs of Jason 😭 I had to take matters into my own hands smh.)

Ao3 link | <3

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You always loved when Jason came over. You loved his company of course, but mostly you just loved seeing him in your house, especially your room. 

There’s something almost comical about a six foot tall, burly, vigilante, who’s covered in scars and only wears dark clothes, standing amongst all of the baby pink and white, and the delicate silk and lace in your bedroom. He sticks out terribly, even in the rest of your house, and you can’t help but be amused by it everytime. 

You were sitting in bed with a book tonight, wearing a white babydoll nightie and hugging your teddy bear to your chest. When you heard a noise from outside your bedroom, you stiffened, your heart beating faster and harder in your chest. You strained your ears to listen and for a few seconds it was completely silent until you heard quiet footsteps. Before you could react your door was opening and you almost breathed a sigh of relief when you saw who it was. All of the anxiety quickly melted into happiness. 

“Jay!” You said excitedly, setting your book on the nightstand. 

“Hi, princess.” His hair was still a little damp and he was in casual clothes so he must’ve done some vigilante stuff tonight— a while ago you scolded him for tracking mud on your rug and getting blood on your sheets, and ever since then, you’ve demanded that he comes here completely clean. 

You set down the teddy bear and got up to greet him properly, with a hug and a kiss. His hands settled on your waist over the soft material of your dress and you placed your arms on his shoulders, standing up on your toes so he didn’t have to bend down so much. When he pulled back from the kiss, you whined quietly, making him chuckle. 

“You scared me.” You frowned. Even thought you gave him a key, you wished he’d knock because of how naturally quiet he always is. 

“I’m sorry, baby.” He murmured, giving you another quick kiss, making you forget all about that. “Should I be jealous?” He asked and you furrowed your brows, not understanding because you were still dazed from both kisses. But he explained once he saw your expression. “That you’re cuddling with another man in your bed.” You couldn’t keep the little giggle in, especially when he started smiling. 

“No.. It’s just Teddy.” You said through a quiet laugh. “Plus now that you’re here, I can cuddle with you instead.” You gave him a bright smile and he chuckled under his breath, bringing a hand up to brush your hair back, then cup your cheek. 

“I’m not intruding?” 

“Nope. I was just reading.”  

“Good cause I thought we could bake some cookies and have a movie night.” You were nodding eagerly before he could even finish. 

It was mostly him putting everything together and you following his every move with heart eyes. You wanted to help, but each time you tried, he sat you back down. He gave you the spoon for you to lick the extra batter from while he finished everything up. When the utensil was clean, he grabbed it and put it in the sink, then walked over to you and picked you up, taking you to the couch. You giggled as you clung to him— you didn’t think he’d drop you, it was just a habit that eased your nerves. When you were both on the couch with your legs over his, his hand on your thigh, and his arm around your shoulders, he leaned down and gave you a quick kiss. 

“I missed you, baby.” He rasped, making your cheeks heat up. 

“I saw you three days ago.” You chuckled breathlessly, even though you probably missed him more than he did. 

“And that was three days too long. What have you been up to, pretty girl?” He leaned down even farther and pressed soft kisses to your neck. You let out a shaky breath and gripped his shirt. 

“N-nothing… Just working on some hobbies.” You shrugged, getting a little sad. You wished you lived with him. You wished you could make dinner every night for both of you, clean up around the house, help him out of his clothes when he got home on days that he was particularly battered, give him a massage— and… anything else he might need— whenever he’s feeling stressed… You wanted it all. But you couldn’t have it, not yet at least. 

“Yeah?” He lightly nipped at your neck, making you let out a startled whimper. 

“Mhm.” You hummed, letting your eyes flutter shut. He kissed down your neck to your shoulder and slowly moved the fabric down to expose more skin. “Jay…” You said through a breath, trying not to get overwhelmed with the feeling of his lips on you. 

“Hm?” He moved to your collarbone now, slowly kissing across it to the center of your chest. 

“Need you.” You whined, starting to squirm. His hand started rubbing up and down your thigh, probably to soothe you, but it only got you more worked up. “Please?” You used the voice that always gets you what you want and he pulled back to look at you, letting out a heavy sigh as his lips curled into a small smile. 

“I can’t say no to you, princess.” You all but beamed in response, excited to get what you wanted. His hand started sliding up your leg until he gripped your hip, under the nightie, making your breath hitch. Leaning forward, he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips and smiled when you started squirming again. He never broke the kiss as he lifted your body and set you in his lap, straddling his legs. Both of his hands squeezed your hips, teasing the waistband of your panties, and yours moved to his hair, tugging lightly. 

Faintly, you heard a noise from the kitchen, but you couldn’t focus on it. When he pulled back, you whined and tried to kiss him again, but he placed a gentle hand on your neck as a warning. 

“I have to get the cookies, baby.”

“Let them burn, I don't care.” You were still squirming, trying to get friction and pleasure that he wouldn’t allow. 

“You say that now, but in half an hour you’ll be pouting about how you don’t have any cookies.” He chuckled, making you frown. He didn’t give you another chance to protest before he was lifting you off his lap and placing you back on the couch. You grabbed his hand when he started walking past you, looking up at him with pleading eyes and a pout. 

“You’re my good girl… you can wait just a little longer, can’t you?” You frowned and averted your gaze for a moment, then nodded. He gave you a soft smile as he cupped your cheek, running his thumb over your bottom lip. “Thank you, baby.” He said proudly, making you blush, then continued on toward the kitchen. You turned around and leaned your chin on the back of the couch to watch him. 

He looked so silly in your kitchen full of pink colors, towels with lace trim, and flower themed decor. But he looked even sillier wearing your pink oven mitts as he took the tray out of the oven. You bit back a smile as you watched him reach for a heart shaped spatula to put the cookies on a plate. 

Despite the incongruity in the delicate setting, he managed to blend in seamlessly, almost making the contrast appear natural. It was giving you even more proof that he belonged here— belonged with you. 

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[kissitbttr]

hello! i read you miss having asks and i don't know if you maybe miss having some requests (in case you aren't taking any you can ignore this and i hope you'll have a good day <3)

but what about some domestic Miguel and spending your first Christmas together? just imagine sitting on the couch in front of the TV, with a blanket covering both of you, watching some way too romantic soap opera, while drinking some hot chocolate and just enjoy the moment <3

(i know this is so early and we are still in November, but I swear, I can already feel the nostalgic feeling of Christmas </3)

xmas with miggy? say no more baby!!

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it is absolutely one of your favorite holiday, ever. the music, the decorations, the presents for your loved ones, the cooking and baking. everything about christmas just screams fairytale,

miguel has never been the one who’s fond of this specific holiday, or any holiday for that matter. he would drown himself in work to avoid any invitations from friends. sad but anything to get away from interacting with strangers.

now ever since you stepped into his life, he can’t help but see how this year’s christmas would be different. having you with him to celebrate together just changes his perspectives. now he has someone to hold and love, this christmas would bring joy into his life.

you and him had been pretty busy with the decorations and stuff. buying a Christmas tree, getting pretty ornaments, looking for presents etc.

“need a hand, baby?” miguel steps into the kitchen, seeing you take out fresh cookies from the oven. you look so… comfy. dressed in his old t-shirt with your hair tied up in a bun—his clothing is basically a dress so there’s no need to be putting on some pants other than underwear—

you nod, looking up at him before setting the cookies on the counter. “can you put those hot chocolates on the table, my love?” you ask with a smile,

his heart soars at the nickname before grabbing the two cups of hot cocoa with tiny pink marshmallows in them. “you pick or i pick the movie?”

you’re quick to raise your hand in a child-like manner, causing him to laugh. “me, duh!” you answer as if it’s the most obvious thing. “we’re tuning in The Mafia Dolls and La Reina Del Sur”

miguel groans at the choice, shaking his head as he put the tray down on the table before grabbing a blanket. “you just want to watch Kate Del Castillo because you have a crush on her” he points out,

shrugging you showcase an expression of no shame. “she’s hot. you know i would leave your ass for her”

miguel jaw drops open, hand over his heart as he watches you stifle a giggle. “i’ve had enough time dealing with men trying to hit on you on a daily basis and now i have to compete with Kate Del Castillo too?!”

“her and Eva Mendes” you nod, arms crossed, smiling to yourself as he rolls his eyes before throwing you a playful glare and sit on the couch. “you’re going to pay for that comment”

you give him a cheeky smile. grabbing two cookies as you stride towards him, his large arm coming to wrap itself around your waist. he gently pulls you down on the couch, letting your head rest against his chest as you feed him a cookie.

“mhmm” he hums in approval. “new recipe?”

“yeah. you like? grandma sent the recipe to me. said that i have to treat my man something nice every once in a while” you giggle to yourself as he put his arm behind you. his lips plants a kiss on top of your head.

“tell her i said thank you” he mumbles as he turns on the tv. “i like this you know?”

a hum rumbles from you as you lay your back comfortably against him, taking another bite of the cookie. “what is?”

then he smiles, eyes landing on you. his fingers move to stroke your soft hair gently, catching that sweet scent of your strawberry mint shampoo that he finds obsessed over.

miguel can’t exactly remember when he had something like this. probably in his childhood? not quite sure. even if it was true, he doubts that it’s actually memorable. he remembers there were a lot of screaming match and broken plates though. maybe that’s why he avoids christmas like a plague. it was never magical.

but you… oh god, you.

you changed it for the better. the decorating christmas tree, wrapping up presents for each other, counting fails at an attempt to create gingerbread house, cooking up delicious traditional food instead of unseasoned dish that he sees people are making. and it might not be a big christmas party like in movies or how his co-workers do it, but that’s okay really. that’s just how he prefers it.

you, him and christmas.

“being with you” he responds, not minding the chatters coming from the tv. “estoy agradecido por ti, princesa”

“so, so grateful” he mumbles, pressing another quick kiss on your temple.

his words cause your gaze to soften. you slowly turn your head to look up to him from the tv, who’s eyes glued into the screen. your heart warms at the sight of miguel being comfortable with you, a small smile attached to his face.

leaning forward, you give him a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. he sighs out of contentment at the gesture, hand around your waist tighten.

“i’m grateful for you too.”

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aaa this feels like it’s rushed but i hope u like it anon! I’m sorry it took too long:(

[w-wolfhard]

hi would u write for rodrick heffley? i’m living off of crumbs lmaoooo

paring : rodrick heffley x f!reader.

warning(s) : none.

a/n : yall oh em gee i havent been on tumblr in so long holy shit😭 missed y'all😪 also i'm writing f!reader cus thats what im used to but if ya need me to write it differently i could try and do so 🫡🫡

in which y/n & rodrick try to bake cookies for a thanksgiving party but fail horribly.

it was thanksgiving weekend and rodrick's family next door was throwing a party. everyone had to bring a dish if they wanted to enter, so there you were; in your house next door, trying to bake a batch of last minute cookies with rodrick.

he pulled out the cookie dough from the fridge, slapping the package on the counter, "soooo.." he sighed. "do you know how to do this?" rodrick questioned, looking at the package of cookie dough as if it were a question from his previous math test.

"sure i do!" you said hesitantly. "you just have to– i dunno." you sighed as well.

"well okay.. that's fine. that's alright! neither of us know how to bake fucking cookies but that's decent!" he tried to be enthusiastic but he just sounded stupid.

"rodrick no, we're being fucking dumb. we don't even have to make the cookie dough. how are we gonna fuck this up if the cookie dough is already made?!" you rambled, slapping the cookie dough.

"i don't know man! it's you and i, and we could never cook!"

"we've never even tried cooking, dumbass!" you slapped your forehead. "y'know what, directions exist for a reason; let's read the directions." you told him, taking a deep breath.

"nuh-uh! directions are for babies, y/n. we're highschoolers, we can do this without that dumb shit." he scoffed.

"yeah, we're highschoolers that don't know how to bake cookies," you bit the inside of your cheek. "if you don't wanna read the directions then be the director! go on, i'll follow."

"fine! then i will," he folded his arms. "why dont we just roll up the cookie dough into a ball, place it on a paper plate then pop it in the oven?" he said proudly. "ya ever thought of that smartass?"

"i'm glad i haven't, 'cause what in the world kind of plan was that. you sound like a kindergartener rodrick." you narrowed your eyes at him and he looked at you offended. "seriously?! a big ball of cookie dough, on a paper plate, in the oven? we'll blow up or something!"

"will not!" he argued.

"gosh, i'm dating someone insane," you muttered.

"well do you got a better plan? 'cause if you do, i'd like to hear it." rodrick scoffed.

"how 'bout we, i dunno, read the directions?"

he groaned, giving in. "fine. just so we can get this over with so we could finally feast back at my house."

you chuckled and picked up the package, reading what it says; step #1 – get a trey. step #2 – put small pieces of dough onto the trey. step #3 – bake the cookies in the oven at 350° for 10-12 minutes. step #4 – take them out let them sit for a bit & feast on your cookies!

"that's basically what i said—"

"that's the complete opposite of what you said." you cut him off, shaking your head. you both did as the directions said; rodrick handed you the trey and you covered it with parchment paper while rodrick was preheating the oven. you and rodrick made small balls of dough together and placed them on the trey, spaced out good enough.

once they finished doing all that, rodrick popped the trey of cookies into the oven and closed it. once they finished, they pumped their fists in the air, celebrating. "woohoo! we so just did that!" you gave him a high five.

"definitely! i can't wait for them to be done!"

"yup, then we can finally go to your place and feast on the funnel cake your mom made." you licked your lips.

you both cheered and went over to the couch in your living room and watched tv. you guys were so indulged in the movie that was playing that you forgot about the cookies. except the smell reminded the both of you. "rodrick! the cookies!" it's definitely been over 10-12 minutes since you guys last popped those in the oven.

"fuckfuckfuck" rodrick hurriedly took out the cookies which looked burnt but still looked edible. you both sighed, "well we tried?"

"did we rodrick, did we?"

"yes we did." he nodded slowly. " atleast that's what we'll tell them," he chortled, grabbing two paper plates and stacking the cookies on it neatly, he made his way to the front door while you followed. he handed you one of the plates, as he unlocked the front door, "after you m'lady."

"never call me that again," you both laughed and he shut the door behind him locking it. he picked a cookie from the top of the stack, "cheers to shitty cookies on thanksgiving?"

you chuckled and grabbed the cookie on the top of your stack, "cheers to shitty cookies on thanksgiving." you clinged your cookies together and then took a bite.

god were they burnt.

you both forced yourselves to choke it down. "i'll stick to your mom's funnel cake." you sighed as rodrick unlocked his front door.

"yeah same."

susan answered with a grin, "hello y/n! come in, come in!" she stared down at your cookies and her grin morphed into a different look, "are those edible?" she motioned to the cookies in your guys' hands.

"well yeah, but i advise that you don't eat them. leave it to the little ones to chow it down." you snorted and rodrick nodded in agreement.

[kumabeom]

santa doesn’t know you like i do - choi yeonjun

established relationship, fake friends, cussing, highly inspired by sabrina carpenter’s “santa doesn’t know you like i do”

synopsis : yeonjun is 100% sure that santa doesn’t know you nearly as well as he does, when yeonjun would be oh so willing to give you everything that you want, whereas santa would not.

“sighh…” yeonjun speaks up, a rather large pout sitting on his face. he was still dressed up in his christmas pajamas with a green robe over his pajamas. he laid down on your couch, holding his hands out to you.

“what’s wrong jun..”

“well.. you told santa that your wish is to spend today with your friends, right ?” he asks, knowing the reply that you were going to give, he was there when you met the santa claus that sat in the mall.

“yeah it is.. why ?” you laid down next to yeonjun. as he wrapped his arms around you. pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“well… it’s just that santa doesn’t really know what you want. he doesn’t know you nearly as well as i do. i know you don’t really want that, yn. not after the things that they’ve done.”

“well shit, yeonjun.. you really need to stop reading me like i’m an open book. i don’t want you to worry because of me..” you admitted, only confirming yeonjun’s words, as he looked at you. seeing that you were also still in your pajamas. you matched so well with him. as he wore a red set of flannel pajamas with his green robe, whereas you wore the opposite. a green set of flannel pajamas with a red robe that kept you warm and satisfied.

“i’m your boyfriend, yn.. if anything i’d be worried if i couldn’t read you so easily. you shouldn’t have to hesitate about talking things out with me, yn… i want to be by your side. i want to protect you from all the damn cursed things in this cruel world..” he paused, closing his eyes while gently caressing your cheek. “are you really going to leave me all alone ? on christmas ?”

“jun.. you know i have to go, do you wanna come with me.” you asked, raising your eyebrow as you held onto his green robe. the soft fabric in between your fingers.

“so i can be there to kiss all of your tears away like i typically do when you hang out with those people ?” he questioned in a sarcastic tone, letting out a scoff. a small tsk at the end of his sentence.

you looked at him in the eye, although his eyes were still closed shut. you took in the immense beauty of your boyfriend who lied down right across from you. you knew he was right, your heart still fluttered at the moments that he had dropped every single thing to go comfort you due to your terrible friends. typically people hesitated to even confront you, or they just turned a blind eye to your struggles. but not yeonjun. he was just different.

“can’t we just snuggle ? y’know… underneath the tree, by the fireplace. i’ll even make you those cookies that you love so so so much !!” yeonjun knew that you wouldn’t be able to decline his offer. not when he was offering his cookies, even though he had already planned on baking you his special cookies either way.

“can we make them together ? i can help you prepare everything.”

“i would love that, darling.” he charmed sending you a tiny smile that somehow managed to show his true loving emotions towards you. you get up from the couch, sticking out your hand to help yeonjun up. he takes your hand, his warm hand ignited your rather soft heart. as he got up, he put one of his arms around you, pulling you into him as the two of you progressed into the kitchen. his lips connecting to your cheek, a warm sensation sitting in your tummy.

“you look so pretty today, well.. you always do, but you’re just so radiant today.”

“thank you jjunnie, i could say the same thing about you, y’know ?” he smirked, happy to hear you return his words. between the two of you, it was easy to prepare everything. preparing the dough, balling up the dough into silly little shapes. yeonjun even made a crooked christmas tree which went well with your rather large snowman. you washed all the dishes as yeonjun dried them with a towel.

you put a gentle smile on your face, watching as yeonjun dried the last few dishes that were left. as he put a measuring spoon back to where it originally belonged. his eyes glazed over to you, noticing the lovely grin that you had plastered on your lips.

“something wrong, love ?” he raised his eyebrow, putting down the dish onto the counter. he watched as you innocently shook your head, nearly as if you hadn’t been staring at him for the past moment. he scoffed, putting his arms on each side of you, hands resting against the countertop.

“is something wrong, my jun ?” you teasingly questioned, releasing a small chuckle from your lips at the end of your sentence. your hands placed on his forearms.

“y’know santa won’t bring you someone who loves you more than i do.. right ?”

“you’re all i need, jun.” you placed a kiss on the tip of his nose. “you kiss my tears away, jun.. y’know how to make me laugh when i’m feeling lonely. you’ve been there for me.. through the good and bad. and i’ll be there for you too..”

he notices the way that your eyes begin to glisten, all of this has started out a bit playful, he didn’t want to make it feel to serious, but he also couldn’t help but make sure that you knew he was being genuine, and he couldn’t do that without seeming serious.

“yn.. i can.. and i will be the one who can give you everything that you want. just let me know what’s on your wishlist.” he spoke, a gentle tone visible in his voice. he offered you an enchanting smile, which you could only return.

“you.”

he released a chuckle, he put his arms around you. one of his hands on the back of your head, caressing the back of your head. your ear against his chest, hearing his heart quicken as he felt quite shy with you. at this point he should’ve been used to it.. but he wasn’t, there was no way he could’ve control the amount of adoration that he truly had for you.

“you’ve always had me.” he commentated, his chin resting on the top of your head. pulling away from the warm embrace, crouching down a bit to look at your face. he admired you, from your eyes to your nose, and to finish it off.. your lips.

he place a loving, sweet, and delightful kiss onto your lips. his hand gently coming up to rest on your chin, pulling you deeper into the kiss. euphoric feeling settled in your heart, to happy to be close to your lover.

he pulled away for a second, as you struggled to pull away from his addicting lips. however, you pulled away without yeonjun noticing your hesitation.

“y’know, you’ll always have me. i’ll pick up every time you call me.” he spoke, before returning to your lips.

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Don't mind me, I've been taken into a chokehold by cuteness again, enjoy!

(Takes place just after episode 5 and before episode 6)

It was just another normal day in the hotel. Everyone was off doing their own thing. Husk went out with Angel and Cherri to a bar while Alastor visited Cannibal Town for a feast with Rosie. Lucifer relaxed on one of the couches in the lobby, reading a good book with Charlie happily scribbling away at more plans for the hotel. He smiled fondly at his daughter, sparing her a glance. "Already busy as a bee, I see." He spoke warmly, smiling at her.

Charlie looked over at her father and giggled. "Well, I can't help it, I have that meeting with Heaven in a few days." She replied. However, her brows furrowed as she started to fidget. "I just hope it goes well, I'm so nervous."

Lucifer looked over at his daughter, his eyes softening. "Charlie.." He placed his book down and went over to sit beside his daughter, placing one of his hands on her shoulder. "My little apple pie, I know Heaven won't be easy, but I'm so proud of you." His red eyes sparkled, but they soon flashed some worry. "I'm sorry I can't go with you, which is why I'm here now, to help you if you need it."

Charlie sniffled a bit and nodded. "Thanks, Dad. I think I'm going to go walk around for a while, clear my head." She lightly moved his hand away and stood up from the soft velvety seating. Lucifer watched as his daughter left the room but blinked, spying a certain someone peeking out of the kitchen.

"Ah, Maggie, perfect timing!" He smirked once Charlie was out of earshot. "I need your help with something." He walked over to Vaggie, who tilted her head at him.

"It's Vaggie, sir, and what do you need help with?" The moth demoness replied, looking curious at the King of Hell.

Lucifer took Vaggie lightly by the arm and dragged her into the kitchen with a cute grin. "As you saw, my little apple pie is looking a little nervous. So I was thinking, why not we bake something for her to help calm her nerves? You know what she likes, right?" The man replied a little nervously since it's been awhile since he made Charlie something that wasn't a rubber duck.

Vaggie blinked but rubbed her chin, liking the idea. "She really likes sweets, so why not something like cookies or a cake?"

Lucifer beamed and used his magic to poof in some ingredients. "Excellent, so um, do you know how to make those? Or should I get the boys to run out and grab some?" He looked a little awkward since it had been just a month since he got out of his slump and started to get to know his daughter again.

He blinked, earning a chuckle from Vaggie. "I think she'd like it more if it was hand-made, sir. And no, I haven't exactly tried baking, so we could learn together?" She scratched her cheek offering a chance to bond with her girlfriend's father.

Though what seemed like a bonding time between the two turned into a messy fiasco as smoke surged out of the kitchen, causing the princess to yelp and rush over. "What in hell happened in here?!" She wafted the smoke as Razzle and Dazzle began to ventilate it.

Vaggie and Lucifer looked a little sheepish at her as the king held what looked to be a slightly burned batch of apple shaped cookies with little ducks painted on them. "Uh note to self, don't let your dad use the fucking oven. No offense sir." Vaggie dusted some soot off her shirt.

"None taken.." Lucifer laughed nervously and gulped. "We uh... Wanted to surprise you sweetie? Sorry if they look kinda bad.." He motioned to the cookies on the tray.

Charlie couldn't hide a snicker, which turned into a full-blown laugh seeing both the people she loved covered in soot. "You're lucky everyone else is out today." She teased as soon a screech was heard. "Uh oh.."

Nifty came in looking like a feral little gremlin, her lone eye bulging at the sight. "My clean kitchen, I just dusted in here not to long ago!" She whined and soon swatted at the trio with her feather duster. "Out out out, this mess needs to be clean!" She giggled wickedly as the trio moved out of the small demon maid's way.

"You got in trouble, sir." Vaggie chuckled as Lucifer laughed sheepishly.

"Yeah... My bad." The short king replied with a small smile. "Well I should be going now, um nice seeing you and good luck!" He rushed out since Nifty came back out waving a knife.

Charlie snorted and took a cookie from the tray. She smiled fondly at it and bit it, only to nod a bit. "It isn't half bad..."

"Really?" Vaggie looked at her not convinced.

"Ok it's bad. But you two worked so hard on these, sorry..." Charlie winced unable to hide her disgust. Vaggie chuckled softly as Charlie finished the cookie. "What's so funny?" She looked over at her girlfriend.

"Can't believe you just ate that. You could've thrown it away hon." Vaggie looked at Charlie taking her hand. "Still it's sweet of you to do so."

Charlie chuckled and nuzzled Vaggie, only to get soot on her nose. "Ah even here there's soot?!" She whined as Vaggie grumbled.

"Seriously don't let your dad use the oven again. I don't think it'll last with him around." She pinched the bridge of her nose as Charlie laughed.

The two retired to their room as Vaggie needed a shower to get the soot out of her hair. It had also become a darker grey as a result. Charlie, however, looked fondly at the photo of her parents that rested on the wall. "Thanks dad..." Her eyes softened, she felt new found courage swirl inside her, maybe the trip to heaven would go well, but also it felt nice to have her dad back in her life again. A soft kiss to the cheek broke her out of her trance as the blonde looked over. "All better?" She teased with a cheeky grin.

"Mhm, c'mon, I think aside from terrible cookies, some cuddles and a movie would help ease your nerves." Vaggie gave her a soft smile as the two soon curled up on the couch in the room together. Charlie relaxed in Vaggie's embrace, casually laying again the smaller woman's shoulder while her girlfriend lightly massaged her back. The two enjoyed their lazy afternoon together for tomorrow was the big day.

(Hiya! Yes I tried again with another Chaggie fic... I can't help it, I also tried my hand at our smol baby dork boy Luci. Thanks for reading!)

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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Roommates…? ╝

Premise: Living together as friends was easier than expected, but being a couple, things change. Will it be for the best or for the worst? Experiencing all sorts of first times with your now boyfriend while sharing the same room can get a bit chaotic.

Word count: 3184

Note: This is a continuation from my previous work, you can read the first part here.

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Tanjiro called you and Genya into the living room after Inosuke came downstairs, seemingly traumatized. He made you sit together on your knees while the rest shared the couch, a very distressed looking Inosuke sitting on a chair to the side, still holding the basket full of cookies.

“I called you all today to take part of the first shared house trial. Seems to me like something has been going on behind our backs and need clarification. As you can see, our witness here,” he motioned towards Inosuke, “suffered some severe trauma this evening. Care to share your experience with us?”

Inosuke cleared his throat, both of his hands laying on his knees trying to recount what happened, “Here I was, taking the cookies Kanao baked over to everyone around the house. I started from the third floor just because it was easier that way, my room is on the first floor as you may know. When I went in their room…I…I saw….they…were pink…with a little white polka dotted bow…and…and…please tell me I have more back muscles than he does, Tanjiro. Do I need to work it more? It didn’t seem fair to me in that angle…”

The look of confusion in everyone’s face was priceless, though, you both knew what he meant by all that.

“Hashibira Inosuke, did you deliberately stare at my panties??? How can you remember so many details? You were in the room for less than a second!” Aoi’s gasp could be heard on the background, making Inosuke grow nervous.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, ok? He had your skirt all the way up! When I got in is all I could see! I told you to lock your door, didn’t I?”

“And did I not tell you to knock? Seriously, Inosuke, you gotta stop barging into rooms like that!” Genya’s fist was trembling with rage, he didn’t even get to see them, he felt them, yes, but he didn’t know they were pink or had a bow even, how was it possible that the damn pig had seen them first, outrageous.

“Wait, wait. I’m not getting what’s going on. What do back muscles have to do with (Y/N)’s panties?” Zenitsu was munching on a sandwich, seemingly confused with the random assortment of details.

“Oh god. Is this what I think it is? Did you go into their room again without knocking and…”

“YES” you and Genya shouted in unison, glaring towards Inosuke.

“I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING LOCK THE DOOR (Y/N)!”

“YELL AT HER AGAIN AND I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU, YOU HEAR ME PIG?”

Tanjiro got up from his seat, getting in between both of them and motioning for both to go back to their place, your hand gently tugging on Genya’s for him to sit down.

“Ok so, is this a thing now? Are you like together?”

You were mumbling quietly, hiding your face on Genya’s shoulder, you really didn’t want to talk about this in front of the entire crew, you hadn’t even talked about it with Genya yet...“Why does it matter to all of you? Isn’t it common decency to knock before barging into someone’s room? What we do or don’t inside our room is our damn business.” his hand came over to yours, rubbing soothing circles on the back of it. You were more than embarrassed, not only have you not told them anything of what’s been going on but one of your oldest friends saw your panties, among other things…

Tanjiro’s eyes were on your joint hands, a little smile making its way over to his face. He’s always known of Genya’s crush on you. He saw the entire scene unfold when you shared your book with him all those years back, he saw his friend’s ears turn pink, his expression turn soft every time you addressed him or said something funny. He was happy for him, for the both of you really.

“So Genya and (Y/N) are fucking or something? Sorry I don’t get all this, Nezuko-chan sent me a selfie with the cutest cat ever, I lost track of the conversation.”

“I will fucking crush your skull…” Genya was gathering you in his arms as you buried your face on his chest in shame. His protective self shielding you from the prying eyes, his own burning holes into Zenitsu with passion.

“Now, now. Let’s not get ahead of our ourselves. (Y/N), are you two together now? Is that it? C’mon let me see your pretty face.” Tanjiro was now crouching in front of you, giving Genya a soft adoring smile as he waited patiently for your reply.

Going out of your safe space, you looked at him with one eye, the rest of your face still hidden away. “Yeah…I think so…”

“Thank you, that’s all we needed to know. Now, let’s get into an agreement. Inosuke, you won’t go into ANY of the rooms without knocking. They aren’t the only couple around, if you don’t want to get even more traumatized, I advise you start listening to others. As for you two, please lock your door from now on, that’s what we all do when, well you know…” Genya’s face was bright red, giving Tanjiro a little nod.

“Wow, so am I the only one single now? This sucks…Tanjiro let me date Nezuko-chan already, she’s not a child anymore!” the glare he received left you all speechless, everyone made their way over to their respective rooms quietly, loud cries of intense pain could be heard for the rest of the evening.

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Now that all your friends knew you were together, things quieted down.

Everything went back to normal, except for maybe the fact that Genya placed three additional locks on your door and now you have to carry a bunch of keys in your bag. He still can’t get over the fact that Inosuke saw your panties before he did, he has to keep the menace away before something worse happened.

Though, with back to normal I mean Inosuke barging into your make out sessions constantly, a normal thing this days, it did happen often after all.

First he found you making out in the game room; everyone had fallen asleep while playing or were knocked out drunk on the floor after a fierce Friday night of friendly bonding, or so you thought, but Inosuke was still very much awake and saw you perched on your boyfriend’s lap, enjoying everything but the games on the screen. His loud obnoxious complaints woke everybody up.

A similar thing happened a few days later, but in the laundry room, you were sitting on the folding table, your limbs clinging onto Genya almost desperately while you both waited for your garments to be ready. Inosuke heard your quiet whimpers and blew the door open just to have one of his arms almost ripped to pieces by your very much annoyed boyfriend as he barged in once more to kill the mood on purpose.

But it all ended after you caught him and Aoi, half undressed in the living room past 3AM when the munchies hit you both after a movie marathon. The gasp of horror that left Aoi’s lips and Inosuke’s histerical outburst trying to cover his girl were engraved in your mind forever.

You got to experience the awkwardness of it all and kept your hands to yourselves in public places from then on, also Inosuke started being more considerate after seeing his girlfriend crying in shame, he felt bad for exposing you the way he did, so he bought a tiny bore plushie and left it on your pillow as a sign of peace and as a long overdue apology.

Things went back to how they used to be before you were together after that encounter, or so you like to think but sharing your bed with Genya was definitely not something you used to do, now though, that became the new normal for both of you.

“Do you wanna go somewhere together over the weekend?” you’ve been together for a few weeks now, yet you haven’t had your first official date, you were looking forward to it even if it didn’t matter much in your unusual circumstances.

“Sure, where do you wanna go?” he was comfily pressed to your side, half asleep while you browsed on your phone, his hand aimlessly rubbing circles on one of your thighs.

“Hmmm…I always wanted to go on one of those cheesy dates, you know what I mean? Like going to an aquarium and buy matching phone straps, then maybe go eat some crepes and hold hands while we walk in a park. Is that too much for you?” you giggled, kissing his shoulder gently in a playful manner trying to sway his decision.

Groaning, he buried his face on your chest nuzzling your softness, “I hate you…”

“Is that a yes~?”

“Whatever… you owe me at least ten thousand kisses, and I want them by tomorrow if you want me to do all that girly crap…” chuckling in excitement you rolled around in your bed, getting on top of him and showered his face with soft kisses, “Gotta start now then~”

This would be fun.

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Your typical cheesy over the top date was fantastic.

You walked around the exhibits in the aquarium hand in hand, making comments on the pretty fish and forcing your boyfriend to make silly faces for your selfies. Both wore matching head wear obtained at the gift shop at the front to make it all even worse for poor Genya.

You wanted something cute like a dolphin or jellyfish headband, but he refused to wear anything that wasn’t the cool white shark hat that the mannequin had in display. Not like you cared really, you were just happy to wear matching items with someone like him, it felt like an accomplishment, like if you were in some sort of sweet dream you didn’t want to wake up from.

Genya enjoyed it more than he thought he would, aquariums are unexpectedly quiet and fun to be in. He made you touch a sea cucumber and laughed at your disgusted face for about twenty minutes, he just couldn’t stop. So you grabbed his hand and pressed it gently to a starfish, making sure to capture his mortified expression in video. He realized he’d be fine wherever you’d want to take him, being with you was fun, even if he had to wear crazy hats, he really likes to see you smiling.

You got to buy the matching phone straps you wanted, they had a tiny dangly shark hanging from them of course, and he ended up getting a dolphin plush for you out of a claw machine.

This was the first time Genya had been to an aquarium, to a date in general, but he hoped it wasn’t the last.

After your under the sea adventure, you stopped by the crepe stand in the big park outside of the building, it had a long line but he knew you really wanted some for your utopian date plan, so he queued next to you for an hour even if he grumbled the entire time, nothing a couple of sneaky kisses couldn’t fix.

You got back to your room by sunset, exhausted but happy. Having a boyfriend that is willing to indulge you even when he wasn’t one to do such things made you feel loved, and that was new.

“Wasn’t so bad, was it?” you were poking his side while he took off his socks, too lazy to take a bath, you ended up walking a lot, who would have thought dates were this tiring.

“That shark was freaking cool. Do you think they’d let us buy one as pet?” you chuckled, laying flat on your bed, the wild image of your boyfriend feeding Zenitsu to the shark crossed your mind.

“I doubt it, baby.” he nodded slightly disappointed, reaching over to nestle himself on your side. “Too bad. Maybe one day we could get one, those tiny ones might fit in a house tank.” he was dozing off quickly as you threaded your fingers through his hair, dreaming of a future were you two would still be together.

“That would be nice.”

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Dating your roommate had more perks than anything.

You both always knew what the other forgot before it was too late, always supported the other in bad days. Always ready for cuddles and kisses or a very deep conversation and pep talks.

But it also came with a bad side.

Being comfortable is a good thing, but some times being too comfortable can be a double edged sword.

You were currently in the shower, getting ready for school. Your phone kept ringing and it was driving Genya crazy.

He went over to your desk to make it stop when he saw the caller on the screen, making his stomach turn.

‘Sensei~ ♡’

Why was he calling you, why was his name saved like that in your phone? It made him want to throw your phone off the window and get you a new one so he wouldn’t have your number…

He was about to walk away when a text message arrived, a notification displaying on the screen, ‘I miss you…can we meet today after class?’

“He what??? This bastard…” he was fuming at this point, his imagination running wild. Why would he miss you? Is not like you two had a thing. Did you…? No, no, he trusts you, you are his girlfriend, you even live together, not like you could cheat on him without him noticing.

You went out of the bathroom, Genya reached over for one of the books on his own desk, trying to fake ignorance. His heart was racing, doubt was filling his insides and he didn’t like the way that felt.

You checked your phone but didn’t reply, just continued getting ready.

“S-shall we go for some burgers tonight, babe? Inosuke said they were super good in that new place downtown.” He sounded a little insecure, something he hasn’t been for a while, at least not around you.

“Can’t, not tonight at least, have something to do.” you were rushing out of the door, grabbing your backpack on the way, “See you later, baby!” you blew him a kiss and ran downstairs trying not to be late for your first class of the day.

“Something to do? Since when she doesn’t tell me what that ‘something’ is? She always tells me what she’s doing, why not today? Fuck…” he didn’t want to believe you would cheat on him, but things were just not adding up, his brother was also your first love, and a very dangerous competition to have, didn’t want to but he had to admit he had doubts, he was jealous, hurt even, but he would give you a chance.

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Genya was waiting for you sitting on his bed with his arms crossed, it was almost midnight, and you hadn’t even texted him since lunch.

When he saw the door being unlocked, he tried to look calm, reaching for a discarded notebook on his bed to look like he was studying and definitely not waiting for you.

“You still awake, babe? Isn’t it too late? Or were you waiting for me~?” you gave him a loving smile, making your way over to his bed, craving the warmth of your boyfriend after a long day. But he wasn’t having it, even if he didn’t want to be, he was still annoyed by the situation.

Pushing you over to the side, he rolled over, making you face his back.

“Babe? What’s up? Are you mad?” snaking your arms around his waist, you placed a kiss between his shoulder blades.

“Why would I be mad? Did you do something that would make me mad?” his voice was gruff; you could hear the annoyance lacing his every word.

“Not that I know of…” to this he scoffed, throwing the notebook to the ground and turning back to face you, an angry scowl adorning his rather handsome face.

“Yeah right…I fucking saw my brother’s message! Are you toying with me (Y/N)? Am I not enough? Do you really need to go pleading for his stupid attention? Is he that great???” you were speechless, trying to grasp the situation.

“You think I went on a date with Sensei and that’s why I came home late? Is that why you’re mad?” now you were the one scowling. You didn’t mind him seeing your notifications, what made you upset was his lack of trust.

“Why else would you be so fucking late? You didn’t even want to tell me what you were doing after class today…and…and you’ve never rejected a date with me before!”

“It was LATE! I had to run to class! We fell asleep this morning after snoozing the alarm, remember??” you got your phone out, unlocking it and throwing it his way, showing the conversation with his brother.

Genya’s eyes were glued to your screen, re-reading the very short conversation you had with Sanemi in disbelief.

Not only did you declined his offer, but you plainly rejected him.

He grabbed your phone and went into your contacts, an overwhelming need to delete his phone number overtook him but he was able to control himself. Instead, he changed his contact name from 'Sensei~ ♡' to 'Brother in-law', making you giggle. That's what he was now, not your sensei, not your crush, your boyfriend's brother.

He was feeling many things at that moment, he felt proud, of your relationship, of how you didn’t need him to intervene, how you stopped him from the start and didn’t fall for his antics. He felt shame, of his attitude, of the way he shouted at you just now, of how he couldn’t trust you enough. But overall, he felt happy, loved, and oddly, somewhat horny. You’re so hot when you get all bossy like that, shutting him off completely, drives him nuts.

And that was the feeling that won him over.

He threw your phone to the side, climbing on top of you as he smashed his lips against yours. “I was so angry...so jealous...He keeps on lusting over you… over MY baby. You’re mine…Just mine.” he kept grumbling, kissing every available patch of skin he could find like a starved man, his hands roaming over your body with an overwhelming need.

“All yours, my love.” he stopped his ministrations, looking down at you with a mix of confusion and awe. You hadn’t crossed that line just yet.

“What?” you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck, gazing lovingly into his widened orbs.

“Your l-love…?”

“Yup that’s you. My boyfriend, the man I love. So, my love. Right?” you tilted your head to the side, a bit saddened by his confusion, was it one sided-

“I-I guess so, yes. You are my love too then, my girlfriend, the woman I love.” he nodded with resolution, making your smile grow once more, the urgency getting even more unbearable as time went on, his skin was on fire, same as his heart.

“Genya…?” your eyes were shut in bliss, all you could think about all day was on coming home, to be in his arms…

“Hmmm?” he couldn’t stop kissing you, he just needed more and more of you.

“I love you.” that though, made him stop, looking at you while panting heavily. You felt the need to make things clear, wanted him to hear it properly coming from your mouth, to clear any doubt he might have about your relationship.

“I love you too, babe.” this time you were the one to pull him over to you, not before pulling his shirt over his head in as swift movement, getting rid of the very much unnecessary piece of clothing, needing to feel every inch of him.

“Can I…?” his hand stopped right at the hem of your dress, waiting for your permission to proceed. To this you just nodded, bringing him down once more for another deep kiss as clothing went flying on its own.

Another line was crossed that night, one you both eagerly waited for the right moment to cross fully.

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Next morning, Inosuke had gone to pick up the groceries, you had added to the list some of your girly essentials and he went over to your room to leave them there.

He saw the door wasn’t locked, which made him go in after he knocked and there was no reply from any of you.

The room was in fact empty.

He walked over to your bed, dropping the supermarket bag on it and was about to leave when he felt something fall on his head.

Terrified and ready to fight whatever it was attacking him, he saw something pink fall to the ground.

The item that followed him to his nightmares fell from the lamp above the beds, your pair of pink lacy panties with the polka dotted bow he still remembers to this day to perfection.

“FOR FUCK SAKES (Y/N), WHY??? JUST WHY????”

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Note: Just a little extra something for those who asked for more, hehe~ 🙊✨

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-ˋˏ [Genre] ˎˊ : fluff

-ˋˏ [TW] ˎˊ : any mistakes I might have, fluff

-ˋˏ [Taglist] ˎˊ : @stacksifino @nev-danielgarciawife

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You sat poolside with your and Shayna’s dog Isys Puppy with a book and a glass of wine, Isys laid on the towel against you as you read your book taking a few sips of wine here and there. As you read your book you stopped here and there to take notes on what you read and what was important, Shayna came outside opening the grill cleaning it.

You read to the next chapter then put your bookmark in then wrote down what happened and notes like you did on the chapters before. You and Isys both looked over at Shayna at the same time confused on why she’s cleaning the grill right now, you and Isys both got up as you walked over to Shayna Isys was following behind. “What are you doing Shayna?” You ask leaning on her which makes her look over kissing your forehead “cleaning the grill because Mia, Jessamyn, and Dakota are coming over.”

When Shayna got done with the grill the girls came over, they came to the back yard and you hugged Dakota; out of all the girls you was closest to Dakota Kai you two just got along so well. You sat with Dakota talking, Shayna was grilling food for all of y’all, Mia was talking to Jess, and Isys was watching Shayna interested in what she was doing. Isys watched wagging her tail as Shayna was plating the food trying to get a bite of it.

You and Dakota talked until the girls left so now it’s just you, Shayna, and Isys. You helped Shayna wash the dishes as Isys laid in the kitchen by the two of you, you looked over at Shayna “you want to make a dessert tonight? We have some in the pantry” you asked as she nodded. You walked over to the pantry “we have cake mix, cupcake mix, cookie mix, and gingerbread mix. Which one do you want to do?” You ask looking over at her.

“We can do the gingerbread one” she replied closing and locking the door after Isys came inside. You two made the gingerbread together while Isys sneakily licked the bowl but got scolded after. Isys sat by the oven watching them bake as you and Shayna sat on the couch together watching Star Wars. 30 minutes later you took them out the oven setting them on the counter to cool off.

When they got cooled off you and her started decorating the gingerbread like it was Christmas, you looked over at Shayna “we should’ve got a gingerbread house to make Shay” she chucked at you “y/n it’s not even Christmas” “still” you answered nudging her. You put the cookies on a plate taking them putting them on the table in front of the couch.

You and Shayna talked about anything that came to mind but what Shayna loved to hear was about the books you are always reading, she loves to hear about your interests. On tv she’s seen as a ‘asshole’ but behind closed doors Shayna is one of the sweetest people ever. After the cookies was done you and Shayna got into your swimsuits and went outside getting in the pool with Isys following behind.

You and Shayna stood in the water holding each other just smiling at each other until Isys jumped in the pool scaring you which makes you scream but makes Shayna chuckle. You smack her chest chuckling as Isys swam over to you and Shay licking y’all so you both kiss her head in return.

When it got dark you both went inside and she sat on the couch as you took Isys to get a bath, you got her to sit as you scrubbed her you told her she was a good girl which made her tail wag. Every time you gave Isys a bath you would tell her stories even though half the time she didn’t know what you was saying she just loved hearing you talk; she loves you.

When she got out the bath you did her routine on her before she ran in the living room to mess with Shayna. You chuckled as you heard Shayna messing with her back while you cleaned the bathroom, you put the towels in the hamper turning off the light going back into the living room to join Shayna and Isys again.

You sat on the couch leaning on Shayna with your legs on the couch with Isys laying behind them with her head on your hip. You two continued to watch the Star Wars that you were watching earlier with Isys still lying on you covered up sleep.

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Silly One

Summary: Making a late-night ingredient grocery trip together, leads to a snowball fight.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,848 

Changkyun (I.M) X Reader

[Mentions: Kihyun]

Requested: heya! how does prompt 11 with monsta x changkyun sound? —--- im thinking maybe he starts a spontaneous snowball fight because reader did or said something astronomically dumb, or vice versa, or something else along those lines. up to you! happy writing~ looking forward to it ^_^

Prompt: 11. "Snowball fight!"

[A/n: Thank you @zedwards for helping me further envision what you wanted to read! It was a lot sweeter and softer with your ideas! I hope you enjoy this!]

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You’re sitting on the couch, starting to grow bored of the TV series you're watching. You look over to see Changkyun take off his headphones, taking a break from his game, and he says, “The boys are tired of gaming.” You nod, looking at the clock. It’s seven at night, and you smile as you see his eyes light up, “You know what we’ve never done?” You tilt your head at him, waiting for him to continue, and he smiles, “What do you say to us making cookies and fudge together, tonight?” You gasp, “We’ve never done that!” He stands up from his chair, and you get off the couch, pausing your show that was boring you to tears. You follow him into the kitchen and find the cookbooks. “What kind?” “Let’s go with two that are easy.” You nod, and both of you look through the recipes, “Oh, what about chocolate chip cookies?” He nods and shows you a recipe for chocolate fudge. You grin, “Oh, this is only five ingredients. It will be quick!” He nods, and you flip another page in yours. 

While he starts pulling everything out for it, he gasps, “We don’t have two.” You pout as you look up from your cookbook, “What do we have right now?” He shows you the nearly full containers of sugar and vanilla he pulled out. You move past him to search for other ingredients and find you have enough flour for the cookies. You check the fridge, “Oh, I guess we're going on a grocery trip first.” He hums, and you write down a list of everything that the two of you would need to bake. You follow him out the door, and he goes, “Do you think we need the car?” You shake your head, “It’s just going to be cans and some boxes.” You both walk to the store hand in hand. And he pulls you close to him every time a cold gust of snowy wind hits you. 

You both walk the isles and sigh, “You’d think it’d say baking goods on the signs.” You look down, not even scanning them, and he giggles as he goes, “It does.” You quickly look up to see the aisle you were about to pass, says, “Baking goods, oil, sugar, and coffee.” You shake your head, “Well, at least you saw it.” He laughs and leads you down the aisle, and he gets the cocoa from the top shelf as you find the correct chocolate chips. He asks, “Semi-sweet, right?” You nod and see it in the middle, “Big bag or little?” “Big bag, the best part of chocolate chip cookies is the chocolate chips.” You laugh as you agree, and he grabs two cans of sweetened condensed milk. While you get the baking powder and soda. 

You head to the refrigerated aisle and grab some butter and eggs, “Nothing else, right?” He shakes his head, “We have enough salt in our shakers.” You agree, and you take it to the cashier, and they ring you up, and you pay for the total. And then you both begin the walk home, “Oh, the snow stopped coming down, that’s nice.” He agrees, “But there’s more snow on the ground.” 

As you pass by the park, covered in blankets of snow. He goes, “You know how I grabbed sweetened condensed milk?” You nod, “Yeah.” He laughs as he tells you, “It was maybe a year ago now, but I used to think it was just solid milk in a can… Like the consistency of like pudding or jello or something like that.” You stop walking, confused, “What?” He shrugs, “What?” You ask, “You’ve never heard of people using it in their coffee or something like that?” He shakes his head, stopping in his tracks, too, “I drink my coffee black, and I’ve never watched a baking show.” You laugh, “Oh yeah, I forgot you’re weird like that. No sweetener, just coffee.” He pouts and says, “I am not weird. Almost everyone likes it like that!” You shake your head, “Uh, no? Have you ever heard of a frappuccino?” He rolls his eyes, and you gasp, “You rolled your eyes!” He sticks his nose up in the air, acting all high and mighty, “You’re just jealous 'cause you can’t drink it straight.” You set the groceries down while he’s still looking up, form a snowball, and pelt him with it. 

He gasps, looking down at the snow still on his jacket before locking eyes with you and dropping his bags down. You smirk and toss another ball in your hands, ready to throw before hitting his arm this time. “Oh, it’s on!” And he makes a snowball with ease and throws one back. You cackle as you yell, “Snowball fight!” The more you throw, the further you get from the groceries. You scream as he hits you with another snowball before throwing one back at him and missing. He cackles, and you scowl before grabbing another wad of snow and forming it before throwing it, this time landing and hitting his shoulder. He doesn’t miss with either of his snowballs, hitting you near the collar and on the side of the jacket. For every snowball you throw, he throws one back. 

Your fingers start feeling numb, so you give up after throwing another snowball at him. You sit down as the snowball lands in front of his shoes. He throws one back at you as you sit down and misses you completely. You giggle at the failed attempt before calling for a truce. He says it back as he walks towards you. And he leans down in front of you. You go, “Huh?” And he lifts your chin up and kisses you. If your cheeks weren’t rosy from the cold weather, they certainly were now. When he pulls away, he tells you, “That was fun.” You agree, and he goes, “Doesn’t it make sense for condensed milk to be solid?” You laugh, “It kind of does.” 

He smiles as he helps you up, and you ask, “You want to walk back home now?” He nods, and you both walk back to the grocery bags, “It didn’t seem like we were that far from them.” He laughs, “I didn’t think so either.” You trudge through the snow, and he goes, “You don’t think I’m weird for drinking black coffee, do you?” you shake your head, “No, I was just teasing. I think it’s cool that you do. I like my coffee with sweetener. And one of the sweeteners I’ve used around you is condensed milk. That’s why I was shocked that you’ve never seen me do so.” He laughs, “Oh! I thought that was canned milk.” You shake your head in disbelief, “While that may exist somewhere, I definitely get it from the jug.” He laughs, and as you pick up your groceries, you go, “You’re so silly. I love you so much.” He grins, “You are too! I love you so much, (Y/n).” You smile and kiss him before you both walk back to your apartment. 

As you set the groceries down and measure everything out, he asks, “Have you ever made cookies or fudge by yourself?” You shake your head ‘no’, “Do you mind if I call Ki?” You sigh in relief, “I was hoping you’d ask.” He laughs, which makes you laugh as he calls him up. He puts Kihyun on speaker after saying their hellos, “Yeah, Ki, we’re going to make cookies and fudge. Anything we should know?” He goes, “I don’t bake much, but please watch the pot and don’t turn the heat on high for the fudge.” You agree, and he continues, “And please, check that you’ve cooked the cookies before you turn off the oven.” “How do we do that?” He sighs, “You have to stick a knife into one of the cookies and make sure nothing gooey sticks to it. And if they’re golden brown, take them out.” You agree and make mental notes before thanking him, “Be careful, you two.” You hum, and he goes, “We will. I’ll see you on the weekend?” He goes, “Yeah, I’ll see you then! Take care!” You both tell him you will before he hangs up. 

You follow the other instructions to a T, adding in Kihyun’s instructions like they were sprinkles as you make the fudge and chocolate chip cookies. He pours more than half of the bag of chocolate chips into the batter and stirs it in as you plop them onto the tray. It sounds like rocks hitting metal, not like cookie dough landing on foil. You laugh, “How many did you put in?” He grins, “Enough to have one in every microbite.” You cackle, and he puts the first tray in. 

You make the fudge while you both wait, and he butters the pan as you stir it continuously for a minute. When it comes to a boil, you turn off the heat and pour it into the pan. You put it into the fridge, “We have to wait fifteen minutes to cut it, then we get to eat it in thirty.” He pouts, “That’s so long…” You agree, and a few minutes later, the first tray of cookies comes out perfect, just as Kihyun said, except for the chocolate coating the knife. You trade out the trays and sit down while you wait. “Are you excited for our first homemade desserts together?” He smiles, “More than.” 

You come back in when the bell rings, and you cut the fudge up as he places the small tray of chocolate chip cookies in. You put the fudge back in the fridge, and he pulls off a cookie for each of you off the first tray. You bite into it, and it tastes like a chocolatey heaven, with subtle hints of cookie. “Oh, these are so good.” He grins, and you both tap your cookies together, “We have to make these again!” He nods, and you both eat off the warm tray, waiting for the last round of cookies to finish and for the fudge to set.

When the fudge and cookies are done, he puts all the cookies into a jar, saving the hottest cookies for the two of you to eat. You put a few pieces of fudge for the both of you on a plate and hand him one to try after he gets the last cookie in the jar. You both try it at the same time. You gasp, and he exclaims, “Ohh, sweetened condensed milk for the win!” You cackle as you finish your fudge, he plates the hot cookies. And the two of you head into the living room to eat more of the treats you made. He cheers, “I’m proud of us!” You grin, “I am too! Our first baking session together was a success!” He taps his fudge to your chocolate chip cookie, and you both eat the two happily. You lean your head on his shoulder, “Let’s do this again.” He agrees, “Absolutely.” 

[baby--b4t]

Pet/AgeRe Bot Batch!! (⊃•́‿•̀｡)⊃━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

(Strap in, theres a lot)

Ajax Little ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=4N676Hj2x6bgtC_i1xkaXPFIqu-ml0IO7PZt_Gnfkz8&source=recent-chats

《 SFW /p | AgeRe | Accidental misbehavior 》

『 Ajax was usually such a sweet boy whenever he regressed. He always shared and tried to talk with you whenever you would give him attention. But it was always when he didnt have your attention that he seemed to break the rules.

Today, you had been sitting in the living room, relaxing as you normally did. Ajax had gone off somewhere in the house, but you didnt know where. You just knew he was out of your sight. Thats when you heard a loud thud from the kitchen. Rushing over, you could see flour all over the floor and Childe. He seemed to have gotten that and a couple other ingredients and tried to make something, judging by the bowl in front of him. He made direct eye contact with you, then looked at the bag of flour he had dropped.

"I sorry.. I jus' wanted cookies." Ajax apologized. You had made it a rule that he wasnt allowed to bake or cook without help when he was regressed, and he had broken that rule yet again. 』

Alhaitham Cagregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=-VFpXc3T0DsrIGYYHbFDDRe3_qZ3wtk9WrHtIV9bD5A&source=recent-chats

《 SFW /p | PetRe | Cat-Hybrid!User | Kneading 》

『 Alhaitham had adopted you a while ago, thinking that having a companion might not be so bad for him. He was completely correct. He often found you snuggling up with him, trying to play with him, and even managing to make him smile and laugh with some of your antics. He didnt regret it one bit.

Tonight was no different from most. You two were snuggled up on the couch together, Alhaitham reading a book as you either messed with a toy or were basically asleep. Alhaitham had a blanket over the two of you to keep you comfortable, but he felt like the blanket was moving weirdly. Thats when he looked down and saw you kneading at the blanket, clearly half asleep.

"I think youre ready for bed." Alhaitham said softly, setting his book down on the coffee table as he gently tried to get you to wake up just a bit more. He needed you to be more awake to get you to bed. 』

Alhaitham Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=topOaGed3x2waBTWHKvgwgVKHZzEAY4h8RWjpvMezvs&source=recent-chats

《 SFW /r | Pet/AgeRe | CW: mention of ed 》

『 You couldnt regress. No matter what you did you couldnt seem to get yourself in that headspace to heal. Your body didnt feel right, your clothes didnt fit you correctly, nothing felt right. Alhaitham didnt know exactly what was going on, but he could definitely tell you were more tense than usual lately. You had even started skipping out on your meals again, triggering more alarms in his head.

"Love? Why dont you regress? You look tense-" Alhaitham suggested, but you immediately shut him down. You explained how you just couldnt do it. Then you ended up spilling about your eating habits as well. It all just came out with the tears. Alhaitham held you close and rubbed your back, letting you sob and cry all you needed before talking to you.

"Nonsense." Alhaitham said softly, walking you over to the couch and sitting you on his lap. "My lovely baby? Feeling like they dont look stunning always? Its absolutely untrue, darling. Dont let those nasty thoughts in your head get the better of you. Your health is so much more important than feeling ugly, not that you are anyways. Now, why dont we get you settled down and in something more comfortable, hm?" 』

Baizhu Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=bCNFNb3rALLLu28eJKqRbre0CLM5oO0irhi4z3qh2vM&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Semi-Verbal!User | Behavioral problems 》

『 You had anger issues, something well known to Baizhu even before he agreed to be your caregiver. He was working with you to try and help you manage your bigger emotions in a better way, slowly but surely.

You were playing with some building blocks, stacking them higher and higher before… You accidentally hit the base and it all came tumbling down. You were upset, rightfully. The blocks that were sitting in a pile were now being pushed and thrown around as you took out your anger. Baizhu saw what happened and immediately moved to help you.

"Hey, hey, hey. Easy now." Baizhu said calmly, catching your wrists and holding them in place. "Can we take three big deep breaths together?" He tried to lead you through some breathing for a moment before trying to talk to you. He knew it was pointless to communicate unless you were calming down.

After you took deep breaths with him, he led you over to your emotion chart. It had different colors, textures, and words to try and help you describe exactly how you felt, since it became harder for you to explain once regressed.

"Can you point and show me what feels like you right now, {{user}}?" 』

Dottore Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=0Lgyg0TTBEdQexSIFGIOGCHBXV7ca7X5-OAQTcp8zY8&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Sleeping at his desk 》

『 Dottore had been out for a boring meeting. It was hours that he was in there talking with other Fatui members. Something about a new expedition in Sumerus forest to look for robotic remains. He was exhausted by time he got back to his lab, but it seemed like you had been more exhausted than him.

Dottore walked over to his desk where you sat. Your head was resting in your arms as you laid against his desk. His normal lab coat was wrapped around your body. He frowned a little bit, realizing you were probably missing him. He gently lifted you into his arms, seeing you stir a little bit.

"Well, well. Look whos waking up from their little nap." Dottore teased as he watched your eyes flutter, looking around confused. "I dont think little ones are supposed to be wearing lab coats that dont belong to them… Were you missing me?" His voice seemed to take a softer tone towards the end, sounding genuine. 』

Dottore Little ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=YbtxbG2gGrTMVO_X4_UTEjNAgA9P-yfKdNBNFNSjlnk&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | AgeRe | Big emotions 》

『 Ever since Dottore got rid of his clones, he had been feeling out of it. He realized that he was regressing in times where he found himself stressed out. This wasnt something he was used to at all, but he was learning to come to terms with it. It was becoming an everyday thing, so he had to deal with it anyhow.

You had walked into Dottores lab, seeking him out to give him some paperwork, but you instead found a tantrum-throwing toddler instead. He had thrown around some of his equipment and scattered it on the ground. Even his mask had been thrown on the ground.

"Stupid! Stupid dumb paper with.. With stupid dumb words!" Dottore had whined as he threw a small packet of papers onto the ground with the rest of the things he had grabbed. He was feeling so small that he wasnt even using his normal vocabulary. Seems like he could only remember 'Stupid' and 'Dumb'. Then he turned around to see you.

"{{user}}! Why does the words have to be so dumb!" Dottore sniffled and wiped his eyes with the back of his hands. He had been crying. You knew he was feeling much more emotional than usual. 』

Ghost Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=xfIzjlA_OvXg-bTsEswSLwk1AWlKuPSQBBvvO9IevpM&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Fixing little scrapes 》

『 Ghost thought you had been in your room for a bit too long and offered to take you on a walk to try and get you some fresh air. He offered his hand out to you and led you on a decently long walk. You both had walked it before, so he wasnt afraid that you couldnt handle it. However, he didnt account for you getting hurt during the walk.

A stray cat had caught your attention, trying to run after it. While you did have good intentions towards the cat, suddenly trying to go for the cat wasnt a very bright idea. You fell over and scraped up your hands and knees. Your hands took most of the blow.

"Aw, now what happened, kid?" Ghost asked softly as he crouched down next to you, gently taking your hands to look them over. "That was quite the fall you had, yeah? Why dont we head back now so we can get you all cleaned up? I promise Ill fix it up for ya." One of his hands gently ran through your hair, trying to calm you down. 』

Ghost Little ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=U4d4Zeoo3KV3wz3CsrkznMcXg0mMsmyuEiCVrHqRSas&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | AgeRe | Grumpy Ghost got his stuffy dirty 》

『 Ghost had felt little nearly all day, leaving him stuck to your side like a shy child. He mostly just stayed in his room with you, cartoons quietly playing in the background while he was messing with some of his toys. It was peaceful and didnt make him feel like he wasnt allowed to regress, something he honestly couldnt say he felt often. But of course, nothing can ever stay perfect.

Ghost had a cup of juice next to him while he played. You tried to find one of his sippy cups or bottles, but it was as if all of them had vanished. You warned him to be careful with the cup because you knew what would happen if he wasnt paying attention. Yet, no matter how much you couldve told him, he still managed to knock it over. The juice spilled and some soaked right into one of his favorite stuffed animals.

"…" Ghost sat and stared at the mess, not entirely sure what he was supposed to do. He wanted to clean it up, but he also really wanted to cry. Without realizing it, tears were already in his eyes and blurring his vision. Thats when he finally turned to you.

"M-Mess.." 』

Ghost Little ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=vYMgAlvaSwUfGjt2Qfb9byLsuxEYgZ7MIXK3YgCyOrw&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | AgeRe | Playtime 》

『 Ghost had shuffled his way over to your room, one of his stuffed animals in his arms. He looked like he was trying to be all quiet and sneaky, but his giggling wasnt really helping that. He flopped onto your bed with you, crawling up next to you as he tried to see what you were doing on your phone.

"Wha' you doin'?" Ghost asked, being nosey. After you told him, he seemed to lose all interest and completely switched his attitude. "Dat boring. You play wif me instead, okay?" He made it sound like a suggestion, but you knew it wasnt. He wanted you to play with him until the little guy didnt have any energy left. Ghost got out some soft toys and building blocks to play with. He started to tell you how he wanted to build a big tower for his toys. He said he wanted it big enough for all of his toys to live in, but you knew that was impossible. Reasoning with Ghost about that right now was… A bit hectic, to put it lightly. 』

Itto Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=VGIEqu-4jqpHEOenFixRU0m_6xqWMxBVNwHUfs6GtZQ&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Breakup comfort 》

『 Itto knew you well. He saw you everyday and was your caregiver, so he even got to see the small and vulnerable side of you. One side of you he didnt think he would see is the broken you. Your partner had broken up with you without any kind of notice. No signs, no distancing, nothing. It was out of nowhere and it hurt you deeply.

Ittos arms were wrapped around your body, holding you close on his lap as you sobbed your poor heart out. He wasnt the best with comfort, but by celesta did his heart hurt as he heard you cry like this.

"Hey, little beetle." Itto cooed gently, lifting your face to look you in the eyes. "Dont worry about them, alright? If they were willing to drop you like you were nothing then they arent worth crying over, right? I mean, I think I would try and show them what they lost! I would get stronger, look wayyy cooler, and try and make them jealous. Doesnt that sound better than moping around?" He gently wiped the tears off of your face, being careful of his nails. Itto had never dated someone, so he didnt know what it felt like to be upset over it. But he did know how to try and put a little smile on your face. 』

Kaeya Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=wa0qyD0G_6-H-_EskzKFzrhaAs7LrRGXJcdjZ6uVQZY&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | PetRe | Untouched snow for a little bunny 》

『 Kaeya decided that the Mondstadt heat was too much for you and him. It was the middle of summer and he was digging around for your jacket and gloves. After he had a bag all packed for you both, he held your hand as you two walked out of the city.

Kaeya and you walked for what felt like forever to your little brain. You whined and bothered him to hold you or take you home, but he promised you that his surprise you make you happy. He started to take out your jacket and other winter gear, helping you put it on before showing you where you where.

"We're by the base of Dragonspine!" Kaeya announced as he showed you the small field covered in snow. It was all untouched and so glittery under the sunlight. Kaeya nudged you forward, letting you know it was okay to go over and run around in it.

"Go on, bunny. The snow is waiting for you." 』

Kaito Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=lxOEIPso3VnV0Q7Tb_zrlGn-FpQ9iXAjJyN4CXbdZaA&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | No more thumb sucking 》

『 Kaito knew you liked to suck your thumb whenever you regressed. It was just a comforting habit you always gave into. You saw no harm in it, but Kaito saw different. He didnt like how you would bite on your fingers or how many germs you were probably putting in your mouth. He wanted you to use a pacifier instead, seeing it as a safer alternative.

"Little one? Could you try putting this in your mouth?" Kaito asked as he recognized you were sucking on your thumb again. He held out a pacifier big enough for your mouth, hoping you would take it. You didnt like having to use pacifiers, so immediately turned him down.

"Look, Im worried about your thumb sucking habit. Its not good for you, bubs. I dont want you to suck on your thumb anymore. If you want to suck or bite on something, use your pacifier, okay?" Kaito said firmly, yet kept his tone soft enough to let you know you werent in trouble for this. 』

Kaveh Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=TfZ80-uMfDgVylPEfDBYY6OYoOHdFnYDBRy4BYtGM1Y&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Playing with Hayi gone wrong 》

『 Kaveh was a little bit busy, but he still said he would help watch over you. He managed to get Alhaitham to play with you for a little bit while he finished up a sketch for a commission, but Alhaitham wasnt used to babysitting you. You were energetic and liked to play rough, something Kaveh was better at handling and honestly didnt mind. Alhaitham, on the other hand, preferred quieter things. He was caught off guard when you tried clinging onto him and pulling him to the floor.

Kaveh poked his head out from his room as he heard Alhaitham scolding you for being too rough. He immediately knew what was going on, so he tried to intervene.

"Ah, sorry, Haitham. The little one is used to playing around with me like that." Kaveh apologized as he crouched down next to you. "{{user}}, do you know now that Bubba doesnt play like I do? Maybe you two could play with some of your blocks or color together, alright? Just no more horsing around like that." 』

Kokomi Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=Cjr2DSpIbKjPGuY_pWrwsm8TTTvQUiiXbQfTcPkKgF4&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Bath time 》

『 Kokomi had decided you needed to take a bath tonight. She had gotten everything set up for you, your towel, clothes, and even soaps were ready for you, but you wouldnt leave her side. She wanted to leave the bathroom so you could have your privacy but it seemed like you were going to cling to her until time stopped.

"Come on, guppie. Its tYou really need a bath. Would you feel better if Mama stayed in the bathroom?" Kokomi asked, gently moving your head to look at her. 』

Graves Pet ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=hw1xMWc1uvOKSxmsSNtG3PAwkssdhbvOfXp8H6QzXfQ&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | PetRe | Guard dog turned cuddly puppy 》

『 Graves was always used to being ordered around, being given hard tasks and missions that he knew he had to complete. He was always the leader, the first one to charge in and start their operations. His missions were by no means easy to forget. They haunted him even months after they had been completed. Being in the military turned him into a viscous guard dog, a feeling he hid behind a nonchalant mask.

That was until he met you, at least. You were his new supervisor, overseeing most of Shadow companies missions and information. You treated him different than his other supervisors did. You were stern enough to take your job seriously, but soft enough to know that you didnt just see each of the soldiers as pawns in this. That made Graves melt.

You stayed with Shadow company for longer than anticipated, but never regretted it. Phillip took that chance to get closer with you and build a bond, to build trust. Once he knew he could trust you, he told you about how he was feeling and how he thought he was a pet regressor.

"Ive just always been treated like a dog a-and.. I know it sounds weird, but I-" Phillips started before he was interrupted by you starting to pet his head. He was shocked, but the action spoke so loudly to him. He leaned into your touch, feeling himself regress more into his puppy headspace. 』

Rui Little ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=ws_8V0GCryeElvufLRUrlQYX2XxkKG9_WRldwW5FZzc&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | AgeRe | Regressing at practice 》

『 Rui never really had any triggers for his regression. Sometimes it was when he was tired, sometimes it was when he was sad. Sometimes he just felt like regressing so he would. But today proved to him that he did have a few hidden triggers.

Nene had played a song for them that they would use for an act in their new show. She had created a small demo for the group to listen so, seeing if they liked it or wanted to change something before using it in practice. As soon as Rui heard the song, he felt his mind getting fuzzy and light, just like it would and he regressed. He tried to play it off and stay cool, but he ended up chewing on his sleeve in an attempt to 'stay big'. It didnt work.

Rui stood next to you, giving you a clear view of what he was doing. The whole group knew you two regressed and had no problem with it, so it was funny watching Rui try to play it off like it was nothing. You could see how excited he was. 』

Thoma Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=YA3K2p1NiN2nC3s9pQTx6oTySy5ir02HA6womyKuuik&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Eating struggles 》

『 Thoma loved being your caregiver whenever you regressed. He never minded it one bit, but it never stopped him from worrying about you. Regressing was supposed to help you cope, but you seemed to form bad habits from it. One of them was eating less whenever you regressed.

"Come on, {{user}}. Do you want some pancakes? I can make the little ones like you like!" Thoma asked, trying to get you to regress. He could at least try to feed you if you regressed young enough. He didnt like how little you had been eating recently. 』

Wanderer Flip ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=gWjlDnThbPvugQf-V1rv0DYn_DKGEav4DTTWutn_FBo&source=recent-chats

《 SFW /p | PetRe | Cat-Hybrid!User | Rain 》

『 Wanderer wasnt normally the kind of person to give into puppy eyes or any kind of pleading like that. Cute things werent his soft spot. Yet, when he looked at you he felt like his whole view was flipped upside down.

It had began to rain quite hard, and being a feline hybrid, you didnt like it whatsoever. You sought shelter from an old fallen tree, the inside hollowed out. The rain was cold on your body and the thunder made you jump every time you heard that loud crash. It was just coincidental that Wanderer had found your little hiding spot. He only stopped because he heard whimpering.

Wanderer leaned down beside the fallen tree, peering inside to see you crying and shaking. He couldnt tell if it was because you were cold or scared, but it didnt matter. He felt something around his heart tightening a little bit when he saw you like that.

"Hey there.." Wanderer called out gently, reaching out a hand to see what you would do. "Why are you crying?" 』

Wanderer Flip ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=1oD7gusMlcgF0427EMPDe0jbcaM-1e9jJNkzj64UgIw&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Aranara 》

『 Wanderer had been tasked with watching over you today. Nahida suggested it since she knew he regressed as well and that, in her words, 'You two could bond over it'. As if. He didnt want to bond over something he saw as vulnerable and weak in himself. Well, that was until you two had stumbled upon an Aranara.

"Hey! Dont just-" Wanderer tried to reach out to you and keep you from running after the Aranara, but he missed. You had run off with the Aranara you saw, causing Wanderer to grumble under his breath as he tried to catch you both. "Stupid kid.."

You and the Aranara had stopped at a small field of flowers, running through and finding the prettiest ones. The Aranara wanted to make some crowns for you both. Once Wanderer found you both, he felt his anger dissipate. He took in the sight of the flower covered clearing, and then looked at you and the Aranara in the middle of it. Childish joy filled him, yet he tried to remain stoic.

"… What are you making?" Wanderer asked as he approached you two, an almost soft sound in his voice now compared to earlier. 』

Wriothesley Caregiver ;; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=KLi7E0aHW7IzmZQCK-qLh2RVt0Pzn0KoH-s0PwPMAk0&source=public-profile-2

《 SFW /p | Pet/AgeRe | Fem!User | Nightmare comfort 》

『 Wriothesley put you to bed hours ago, thinking nothing was going to go wrong. He left your door slightly ajar as he usually did and left to go to his own room. He didnt think he would wake up in the dead of night to your cries.

Within seconds of Wriothesley recognizing your cries, he was in your bedroom with you. You had woken up from a terrible nightmare, sobbing your eyes out as it kept playing in your mind. Wriothesley sat on your bed, wrapping his ams around you.

"Hey, hey, hey.. Shh…" He shushed gently. "Whats wrong? Why is my little one crying?" His hand found your face, gently wiping away some tears with his thumb. He felt his heart breaking as you looked so afraid of something he didnt know about. 』

heyo! this took a lot to make and i didnt think it would. i still have so many more requests after these (＞人＜；) im trying to push these bots out as fast as i can! tysm for the patience with them ヾ(•ω•`)o if theres any problems feel free to dm me on discord (@baby__b4t) or contact me on here!

[demonsandmischief]

-Chapter 13: The Avengers' Therapist-

Bisexual Female Reader x The Avengers

Rated M for eventual sexual themes

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"These are so cute," Wanda cooed, dropping a few candies on her gingerbread man to give him buttons.

"I think I'm just making a mess," Steve sighed, putting down the bag of icing and cleaning his messy hands with a napkin.

You glanced at the blob of icing covering Steve's gingerbread man and laughed.

"Just scrape it off," you told him.

"You're acting like Santa himself is coming to judge these things," Tony said, eating yet another sugar cookie.

"You're going to get a belly ache," you warned.

"No I'm not," he retorted, rolling his eyes.

Natasha straightened from where she was leaning over the island. She took a drink from the beer sitting next to her, stuffing her phone she was scrolling on in her back pocket.

"I think all of this is adorable," Nat said with a pretty smile she tended to reserve just for you. You offered her a gentle smile of your own.

"I agree," Clint said from the couch. He had made everyone hot chocolate, and he was laying on his back watching the movie that was playing. "We've always got a million things going on. In all the years we have known each other, we have never celebrated Christmas Eve and Christmas together."

"Pass me the red icing," Buck said to Sam.

"Can you say please?" Sam asked, handing it to him anyway.

"I think yours looks worse than mine, Buck," Steve teased.

"Yeah, well, yours wasn't trying to stab someone like mine. I want them to be covered in blood." Bucky broke off the arm of his gingerbread man, tossing it in is mouth.

"How destructive," you said. "I'm sure Santa will appreciate the creativity."

After each of you decorated lots and lots of cookies, you retrieved your gifts for them from your room and put them under the beautiful twinkling tree. A few others had already done the same.

Then, you piled blankets and pillows onto the floor in front of the couch. You had convinced them to sleep with you there. That way, you all could be together.

It was Nat who called dibs laying next to you, and Steve got the other side. The others spread further out on the floor and the furniture.

You laid down, but Nat stayed sitting up, with her back against the couch.

"You've made today so special," she whispered, hardly audible over the movie that was playing. Her nose bumped against yours. "Hasn't she, Steve?"

Steve's eyes moved from the screen to the both of you. He smiled. "Of course."

He leaned down, his lips gently catching yours.

When he leaned away, Natasha surprisingly took his place. She mashed her lips to yours, a bit rougher and more urgent than Steve.

Her hands went under your head, lifting you up into her. Just as you reached to wrap around her, she released you with a teasing smile.

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You must've fallen asleep soon after that because you woke up bright and early the next morning. There were a lot more presents under the tree, and the whole room was decorated like it was right out of the North Pole. There were twinkly lights everywhere, paper snowflakes, stockings hanging below the tv. It was magical.

You were the first and only one awake. Everyone was sleeping soundly, and while you were tempted to wake everyone up, you decided to get started on breakfast instead. You had made homemade cinnamon rolls the night before, and they needed to rise for a little bit before they could be baked.

You successfully untangled yourself from Steve, and as soon as you got some coffee brewing, everyone started to stir.

"Merry Christmas," Wanda said, her voice soft and warm as she wrapped her arms around you.

You smiled. "Merry Christmas to you, too. How do you feel? I know we talked about today being difficult for you."

"It's okay," she admitted, nuzzling her cheek against yours. "Celebrating the holidays without the people I love will always be hard, but this is the first year I realized I have a lot of people here that love me."

"I think that's the sweetest thing I've heard you say," Nat smiled, opening the fridge and pouring herself a glass of orange juice. She dipped her finger into the icing bowl you were mixing. "I hope you know that we care about you, too."

You liked this sentimental side of Natasha that the holiday seemed to bring out.

"I also got you the things to make that stew you told me about," you told Wanda. "The cabbage one with sausage."

Wanda's eyes lit up. "Really? The kapustnica?"

"Yeah if that's how you say it," you laughed. "I think I got all of the ingredients to hopefully make it like your parents did."

Wanda gave you an excited kiss.

Tony poured himself a cup of coffee, and soon, everyone was piled back on the floor opening presents.

"I want to know how you knew exactly what to get us," Tony said. He had his legs stretched out and you were between them, your back against his chest. He kissed your forehead.

"I told you. I'm here to listen," you said, feeling the familiar flush on your neck at their attention.

"Everything was perfect, honey," Steve said.

Here's Ch. 14

------------------Author's Note-------------------------

Cute fluffy chapter I wrote Christmas day

AND SHE KISSED NAT HELPP

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[whatthefishh]

Uh uh.... for bday prompts how about Steven x f! or gn!reader who also has problems with sleep.. Nightmares, insomnia, sleep paralysis, sleep walking, etc. and they both stay up together.. It could be kind of a game.. Like whoever falls asleep first loses lmao. Happy early birthday btw!! <3

I’m so sorry this took so long!! Thank you for waiting and for submitting this, it was so lovely to write so I hope you enjoy it.

1k of pure Steven fluff under the cut, and I tried to make it GN! (Thanks @kittyofalltrades for reading it over ily)

Cookie Dough

Waking up with a jolt, your stomach twists from the dream you were just stuck in. You take in the familiar surroundings of your room. The memory of the nightmare you were struggling to wake up from quickly retreating, the phantom feeling of falling leaving you slightly out of breath.

“Are you up, darling?”

Sighing, you turned over to see Steven wide awake, staring at you with his puppy brown eyes on his side of the bed, a Rubik’s cube resting between his fingers.

“I don’t even know why I try some nights.”

“Hey, it’s alright, we hope for the best, hmm? Why don’t weeee… why don’t we try something new tonight?” He asked while rubbing the space between your shoulder blades gently.

“Like what? I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep for another couple of hours at least.”

You tried not to sound irritated at his optimism but you were getting frustrated by your lack of sleep. He was just trying to soothe you, and you couldn’t help but relax slightly at his gentle touch.

Leaning in to kiss your temple, he whispers with barely contained excitement, “Do you want to bake some cookies?”

Turning over quickly to eye him dubiously, gaze trailing over his face as if he would lie about cookies at 3am. Steven knew better than to do that.

Within the next ten minutes, you find yourself sitting on the kitchen counter as Steven is pulling out the baking trays, a steaming mug of lavender tea in your hand. His hair is a mess after many hours of running his hand through it mindlessly, the curls sticking out every which way. Your fingers itch to smooth them out for him. The way his tired eyes crinkle around the edges when he looks at you and smiles softly makes your insides warmer than the tea you’re holding.

That’s one of your favourite things about Steven. When he looks at you, you can physically feel the outpouring of love in his gaze, the concern for your well-being, the absolute willingness to help in any way that he can, if only to make your life a little bit easier. It’s part of the reason you fell for him; he was so generous and didn’t expect anything in return, the genuine selflessness so rare to see.

Lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice he was already halfway through spacing out the pre-made cookie dough on the tray. His eyes were so focused on the cookies while yours were happy watching him, his brows furrowing when a particularly sticky piece was stuck to his finger.

Grabbing the finger in question you quickly brought it to your mouth, licking the cookie dough off and giggling as an indignant “hey!” left him. Coming to stand in between your legs, his lips touched yours softly, only for a moment. Then he pulled your mug away from you before you could fully open your eyes and ran to the couch, laughing under his breath as he heard your feet hit the ground, quickly padding after him.

“Don’t forget to turn the oven on!” He yelled over his shoulder as he raced to turn your comfort show on the telly.

Loading the cookies into the preheated oven and setting a timer, you slowly pad your way to where Steven was perched on the sofa, hand absently grabbing the throw from the sofa arm on your way. Settling in next to him, he took the blanket from you to wrap around both of you, your head resting on his shoulder as he slid his arm around your back, bringing you in tight.

Your comfort show played in the back, the both of you absently watching the episode that you’ve seen countless times.

“Here’s that part you like so much,” Steven mumbles next to your ear.

“Hmm. How’d you know?”

“You always shush me whenever it plays.”

Your laugh is muffled by his shirt as you turn inwards to nuzzle his chest, the cotton material soothing on your skin. His fingers twitch at your waist, curling tighter against your side.

Steven was the epitome of coziness. The fuzzy blanket tossed around you mixed with his fresh laundry smell calming your senses, the delayed effects of the lavender tea begin to show.

Your eyes start drooping and it feels like you’re suspended midair and you don’t know how long you’ve been dozing off for because suddenly you’re awoken by the timer for the cookies going off.

Untangling yourself from Steven, he quickly rises to get them from the kitchen leaving you on the couch still warm and cozy. By the time he comes back, with glasses of milk to down the warm cookies, he finds you asleep on the couch again, head resting where his shoulder would’ve been.

Tentatively bringing the plate of cookies near your nose in case the smell could wake you, he waits with bated breath only to find you knocked out cold.

Setting down the tray, Steven curls one arm under your knees and one arm around your back to carry you to bed. He’s just happy you fell asleep again but he knew you were looking forward to the cookies.

Gently placing you on the bed, he’s about to turn to put the cookies away for the morning when you grab his arm, halting his movement. Steven turns back to look at you with a furrowed brow. You were just sleeping, he’s worried you’re having another nightmare again.

“Love?”

“Stay with me.”

Steven’s features relax at that, smiling softly at your words. Even in your sleep you want to be close to him, and nothing warms his heart more than your genuine love slipping through your walls.

“Of course, darling, I’ll be right back. Got to put away the cookies, don’t I?”

He brushes some of your hair back as he says this and you subconsciously lean into his touch.

“Hmm.”

Finally feeling like it’s safe to leave you, Steven quickly cleans up the mess in the kitchen, packing the cookies in three separate Tupperware containers. One for you, one for him, and one for his alters, labeling them as “Love”, “Steven”, and “Gus II + III”, respectively. They can fight over the numbers between themselves, he’s the one who put the time into making them.

Climbing back into bed with you, Steven kisses your shoulder gently, hoping that you get enough rest for the upcoming day.

[lillylvjy]

London fog ( or should I say Brighton)

A/n- hi hi:) um I hope you enjoy and I have no clue what Wilbur’s coffee order is so…. I just made on up. Also the title will make sense I promise. Enjoy!!

P.s I know nothing about England weather:)

Warning: kissing, Wilbur being cute, and one swear word.

Wilbur came home from his tour a couple days ago and has made it his mission to be around you all day. And he’s succeeded.

Baking cookies? Has to be hugging you from behind. Laying down? Smothering you. Have to go to the bathroom or take a shower? He’s waiting patiently outside the door for you. He’s missed you so much, he just wants to be near you at all times until the holidays. You make fun of him for not being able to go 2 weeks without seeing you, but can you blame him?! You make his life 10 times more chaotic and worth while. He wants to experience things with you everyday. Wants his happiest moments to be with you there. But sadly you had finals and you couldn’t go to the America shows. And boy was he upset. But you promised him you’d go to the Europe tour next year, and that’s a hell of a deal for him. Getting to go to some of his favorite places with you and playing music for people. 10/10 in his book.

Currently, you and Wil were sitting on the couch. You reading and Wil just strumming whatever came to mind. You loved these little moments together. Wrapped in his hoodie and in a blanket with hot coco, you were on cloud 9. It was freezing in the small apartment. It was snowing in Brighton for probably the only time in December.

You finished reading your book and set it down on the coffee table and sigh. Wilbur looks at you and furrows his eyebrows. “What’s on your mind love?” He says putting his guitar down and putting your legs in his lap.

You look at him, smile, then look at the window that shows the snowy wonderland outside. Wil follows your gaze and sighs. “Love, if you’re thinking what I think you are. Please don’t. It’s freezing outside!” He said looking at you with a frown.

“Please Wil! I have to leave tomorrow and I want to do something fun with you before I leave. We’ve been inside for the past 3 days.” You said looking at him with a pout. He pursed his lips and sighed.

“Fine. But only if we can come back, cuddle, and watch a Christmas movie.” He said, as he got up and held out a hand to you.

You took it and jumped up. “Add hot chocolate to that order.” You said kissing his nose and running to get another sweater of his, your coat, hat, mittens, and a scarf. “Wil! Bundle up good! It’s freezing outside and we don’t need you getting sick before Christmas.” You said, slightly yelling as you went further back into the apartment.

After making sure you both were all warm and cozy and prepared for the frigid weather, you both stepped outside the apartment and walked down the steps. Immediately stepping down, you almost slipped, not realizing it was going to be icy out. You quickly regained balance and looked back to see Wilbur doubled over, laughing.

“You should’ve seen your face darling! Oh it was so good! Adorable.” He said calming down from is fit.

“Shush you! You try coming down here without slipping!” You challenged. He smirked and walked down the steps onto the concrete with ease.

“I lived in England my whole life love. It gets easy.” He said, wrapping his arm around you and kissing your forehead.

You sighed and took his hand in yours. “Shall we go to the coffee shop around the corner, my dear?” You said, faking an old 1800s British accent.

Will laughed and squeezed your hand. “We shall my love.” He said, as you both started walking. “Your accent sucks by the way. Just thought you should know.” He said smiling at you.

You slapped his chest and pouted, “At least I tried!”

As you both reached the coffee shop Wilbur opened the door for you. “Lady’s first my love.” He said while making a grand jester to the coffee shop.

You laughed and curtsied. “Why thank you kind sir.” You said in the accent again for shits and giggles. You both laughed as you walked in, seeing a tired young girl, probably in her late teens, early twenties, doing school work. Once she heard the bell ring she immediately got up and went to the register.

“Hi! What can I get for you both?” She said in a fake cheery voice. You smiled sadly at her.

“I’ll have a London fog please. What do you want Will?” You asked the boy standing next to you.

“Um, I’ll have an Americano please!” He said smiling at the girl. “Both smalls please” Wilbur concluded.

The girl typed on the tablet in front of her and said the total. Before Wilbur could get his card out, you quickly swiped your card and chose a tip. You heard Wilbur whine behind you, but you just looked at him and smiled.

“Alrighty, I’ll get your drinks out as soon as I can.” She said in a tired tone.

“Thank you! And take your time sweetie, we’re in no rush.” You smiled at her. “How long have you been here?”

“Oh! Um, about 3 o’clock.” You looked at her with a concerned look.

“What time do you get off dear? It’s 11 pm right now. And it looks like you’re studying for something.” You said pointing at the homework.

“I get off at 12. I asked for the day off but we barely have any workers. So now I have to study for my final thats tomorrow….here.” She said, annoyingly. You smiled sadly at her once more.

“I’m so sorry sweetheart. You’ll do great tomorrow! And get as much sleep as you can. You’ve got this.” You said, smiling at her. She smiled back and nodded in thanks.

“Thank you, so much. That makes me feel 10 times better” she said laughing. “Oh here’s your drinks too! Enjoy!” She said putting the two cups in front of you.

“Thank you! And be careful! It’s slippery outside.” Wilbur said to the girl. She nodded and waved as you guys left. “You know I hate when you pay love!”

“Yeah but I wanted to be nice! You always pay for me so now it’s my turn. Think of it as an early Christmas gift!” You said, looking up at him with a smile.

He laughed and shook his head. “Ok fine! Early Christmas gift it is.” Wil said taking your hand in his.

As you both walked around Brighton. Not a soul inside except the occasional drunk person roaming around.

“Wait love! Hold my drink real quick!” He said, handing you his drink and walking slightly faster than you.

You looked at him confused until you saw him run towards a light post and jump on it. “Look love! I’m like Gene Kelly! I’m singing in the rain!-“

“You mean snow?” You cut him off before he could say anymore.

“Just singing in the snow! What a glorious feeling, I’m freezing again. I’m slipping on ice. So light down below. The snows in my heart-“ he sang making up new lyrics for the snowy weather. He jumped down and grabbed the drinks, setting them on the light post. Grabbing your face, “and I’m ready for love” he sang, squishing your cheeks together.

You laughed the best you could and he looked at you giggling. “My chubby little baby.” He said in a funny low voice, like he was talking to a baby. He let your cheeks go but kept his hands resting on your face.

You both looked at each over with love sick smiles on your face. Wilbur rest his forehead on yours looking into your eyes. “You look like a bug Wil!” You said laughing. He giggled with you and leaned away from you.

“I love you so much darling.” He said , leaning down and connecting his lips with yours. You leaned up into the kiss and smiled into it. He slightly pulled away and smiled at you.

You kissed him again and wrapped your hands around his neck. You pulled away and he pulled you up, carrying you. You wrapped your legs around his waist and hid your face in his neck. “I love you so much more Wil.” You said, pecking his neck.

He giggled and put you down, keeping you in a hug. He kisses your forehead and grabbed your hands, looking at you. “I’m glad you dragged me out here love. I’ve had fun so far. Except for freezing my ass off.” He said as you laughed.

“See! I told you you’d have fun! But can we please go home? I need cuddles and my London fog coffee.” You whined.

He looked at you amused. “Look who’s complaining now!” He said, while picking up your drinks and handing them to you. “Ok get on my back love. I’ll carry you.” He said bending over so his back is low enough so you can slide onto.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, carrying both drinks in your hands. “Don’t slip and fall or the coffee that lovely girl made is ruined. And I won’t be very happy either. Just a warning love.” You said as he started to make the walk back to the apartment.

“Trust me love. Like I said, I grew up in England and I’ve been in worse. So you’ll be able to have your London fog. Or should it be Brighton fog? It seems more accurate.”

“I actually like that. Brighton fog. Actually maybe not. It doesn’t go together well. Just keep London fog please.” You said into his neck.

He laughed and nodded. “Ok love. Anything for you.” He said, kissing your covered hand.

You smiled and tightened your grin on his neck.

Brighton fog? Hm. Maybe that is a good name.

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[kodzumaru]

cinnamon

hello! ☆ ～('▽^人) first of all, i’d like to thank you all for liking my first post! as a reward (and to make up for the sadness of my first dazai drabble), i have written some fluff for you!!

dazai osamu x gender neutral reader: baking cinnamon rolls together  (๑˘︶˘๑)

trigger warnings: none (i thought about warning you on mentions of food, but there are no references on disordered eating or unhealthy eating habits, so i guess you’re safe reading this; but if you think i should put a warning, feel more than free to correct me!)

“are you sure we are doing this right, darling?” dazai asked, letting out a sigh. you had dragged him to the kitchen demanding to bake something sweet together. he was being lazy as usual lying on the couch, and you had spent about 12 minutes struggling to convince him to join you; you offered to make apple pies, strawberry shortcakes, chocolate chip cookies, but he still found his book more interesting than getting his (very) pretty hands dirty in dough.

that was until you mentioned baking cinnamon rolls.

it was almost imperceptible; the way his eyes slightly widened and the corners of his lips perked up- that was all it took for you to understand, after years of dating him. “you know, you could just ask me to cook what you like, instead of making me guess every single time, you dork.” you smiled, tugging at his sleeve. “we’re baking together, so put your book down and wash your hands, okay?” he chuckled and shook his head.

“you know how terrible i am at cooking,” dazai replied, but you were no longer on his side as he reached the kitchen sink. you excitedly jumped to the other side of the room to prepare the ingredients on the island table, humming some tune you’d heard on the radio. dazai relished the view quietly, his protests long forgotten.

you neatly placed the ingredients in place, before asking dazai to grab the flour from the cabinet for you, as he was given the gift of being tall. you started heating a cup of milk and adding two teaspoons of yeast. you felt soft lips colliding with your forehead and suddenly your boyfriend appeared by your side again, with the required sugar in the cup in his hands. you accepted it smiling before adding it to the mix. “osamu, can i trust you with the eggs?”

you couldn’t help the giggles escaping you as he looked thoroughly focused on his task, squinting his eyes and biting his lip, his tongue sticking out. he managed to keep the egg yolk separated from the whites, so he turned to look at you, waiting for his prized reward. you kissed his cheek and laughed at his pout.

the two of you proceeded to add melted butter and flour to the mix, and you entrusted dazai with forming the dough with the help of a  wooden spoon.

“alright, now we have to wait,” you announced while covering the bowl with the dough with a plastic wrap. dazai looked almost disappointed, so you figured he wasn’t totally hating the activity. “do i get a proper reward if i behave in the meantime?” he pouted, making grabby hands.

“you know you can just ask me to kiss you, right?” you smiled. dazai always struggled to ask for the things he wanted, he would always try to obtain them by using his smart brain instead of using his words to ask clearly. whatever the reason for his behavior was, you wanted him to feel safe with you. “you don’t need to behave for me to kiss you.” you said, leaning in.

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

you heard the timer ring as you were sitting on the couch, dazai’s head in your lap. he grumbled at the loud sound, as he was soundly napping in a comfortable position. “hmm, i guess you did enough work for today,” you chirped happily at the cute sight, before reluctantly getting up and back to baking your boyfriend’s favorite sweets.

fast forward a couple hours, you and dazai were sitting at the dining table, and he merrily rocked back and forth in his chair as you fed him spoonfuls of the freshly baked cinnamon rolls.

“everything tastes better when it’s you who made it!”

[whoreanghae]

sweet nothing ; chwe hansol

genre - non-idol au, friends to lovers, forced proximity kind of

wordcount - 2.0k

disclaimers - not proofread, lowercase on purpose, reader's gender not specified, fic under the cut

a/n - this is partially a continuation of my last fic, question...?, its not like directly connected but reading that one would make little parts of this one make more sense! this one is also loosely based off of a taylor swift song, that song being sweet nothing from her new album. vernon and taylor is very special to me. i hope u enjoy! this is just a self indulgent fluff fic (aka most of what i write anyways). if you guys like this i might make an svt x midnights kind of series thing, im not sure if thats something anyone would be interested in but either way i hope u enjoy this one ^^

since your friendship rekindling, you and vernon had spent more and more time together with every week. he practically lived with you for a week or two. you both enjoyed having each others company, and were both eager to catch up and learn new things together. movie nights, 2am walks, baking (and burning) cookies. it was as if you had never lost any time. 

in your reunition, you both agreed to try to steer away from romance for a little while. you both didnt want to rush into things, and just wanted to focus on re-befriending each other first. in the moment, it seemed like a great idea. and it was. except for during the overtly domestic moments you two spend together.

one rainy night while you were both watching movies in the comfort of your living room, you weren’t exactly focused on the movie. you were doing everything in your power to not constantly look at vernon. he was beautiful. like, beautiful. you glanced over at him from your opposite side of the sofa, his eyes locked into the tv and his features relaxed. seeing him made you feel warm. he made you feel like home. seeing him in this light reminded you of being in high school and staying up way later than you should have on school nights. 

you two were always the pair that everyone assumed would grow old together. everyone thought you were bound to be the high school sweethearts who remained sweethearts. in high school, you both were adamant about the fact that you were just friends. albeit, you always wanted more, but youd never dare to tell vernon that. little did you know, he wouldve scooped you up at the first opportunity. you were always comfortable with your friendship. that being said, you both did drunkenly kiss at a couple parties. but that was ‘forgotten’ by morning.

as the end credits rolled on the tv, you got up and made your way to your bedroom in order to stop yourself from falling completely head over heels in love with vernon. you were convinced that five more minutes on that couch with him would have driven you to insanity. you run your fingers through your hair and plug your phone in, anything to keep your mind busy. you sit down at your desk, running your fingers along the small items that take up space there. your eyes fixate on a small rock. you pick it up and roll it around in your palm. vernon always had a habit of giving you simple things that caught his eye, even when you were kids. its nice to know that some things never change.

you lay the rock back down in its place on your desk as you stand up and head back out into the main part of your apartment. vernon is sitting in his same position on the couch, scrolling on his phone. you yawn and sit back down, browsing the different movies and tv shows on netflix. you feel vernons eyes on you as you yawn again. “are you tired? we can just go to bed you know.” you try to play it off and act like youre not tired but yet another yawn proves you wrong. vernon laughs and stands up, folding the blanket that was in his lap and placing it back down onto the sofa. he stretches his arms over his head, and you practically have to peel your eyes away from watching his shirt trail up his stomach, revealing a thin strip of skin above the waistband of his sweatpants. 

you both make your way to bed, vernon retreating to the guest bedroom that he had basically made his home for weeks. with small smiles and a mumbled ‘goodnight’, you both head off to bed. you flick the switch on your bedside lamp as you crawl into bed and scroll on your phone. in the silence, you hear the rain outside begin to pick up more. then follows the thunder. the lightning of the storm illuminates your room, and before long the entire apartment is drained of light. usually if the power goes out, it comes back on within the minute. but you wait for what seems like forever, and nothing. you never were scared of the dark, but power outages always make the hair stand up on the back of your neck. you sit up in your bed and turn on the flashlight on your phone, filling the room with enough light for you to see. you quickly send a text to vernon and await his response.

y/n : are you awake?

vern :P : yeah, the storm kept me awake. why arent you asleep? 

y/n : i was on my phone, but now im kind of spooked because of the power outage and cant sleep :/

vern :P : come to my room, even just until the power comes back on 

you meekly make your way out into the hall, quietly pushing your bedroom door shut behind you. as you open the door to the guest bedroom, your phone flashlight fills the room. vernon is laying in the bed with the blanket pulled up to his chest, and you catch a glimpse of his bare shoulders. he pulls the blanket back and invites you in, and you happily oblige. its nice and warm under the covers, so you settle in next to vernon. you face each other in bed, exchanging smiles in the dark. after a moment, you feel yourself drifting off. a chill runs down your body, which signals vernon to move in closer. you feel his breath warm against your forehead as his arm wraps around your waist, tugging you even closer to his body. you hope you can melt fully into his touch. the place on your waist where his arm lays feels as though it is about to burst into flames. in a final effort to hide your bright red cheeks and ears, you bury your face into his neck. even though he wouldnt have been able to see your blush in the dark, he feels the warmth of your face against his skin anyways. but he’ll let you believe you were being discrete. 

you wake up to the streaks of light coming in through the window. you shift to your back, picking up your phone to check the time. 8:04am. vernon stirs in his sleep and wraps both arms around your torso, squeezing you close to his body. you smile to yourself as you run your arms around his neck and settle back into the bed. as you drift back into sleep, you swear you feel a small kiss pressed to your temple. you both wake up a couple hours later, bodies intertwined and breaths shared. vernon hovers over you as he reaches for his phone and you look up at him as his hair falls around his face. when he settles back down next to you, you reach for your own phone. you both lay in silence before you swing your legs over the side of the bed and get up. vernon makes a noise of disapproval as you stand up and turn to face him. he pouts as you laugh at his mannerisms. 

“where are you going?” he drops his phone on the mattress and turns to face you entirely. “vernon its 11am, we have to get up at some point.” you say as you chuckle. he slowly reaches over and grabs the hem of your shirt, causing you to lose your balance and land back in the bed with him. he has a satisfied smile on his face as he tucks his face into your neck. you cant help but smile as you run a hand through his hair, which makes him shiver. you both sit like that for a few minutes before vernon obliges and lets you get ready for the day. at that point, you just wanted to lay with vernon forever. but you knew that wasnt an option. 

vernon has to go home for some things that day, so you decide to work on some assignments that you have coming up. you spend all day in your office, working away and listening to music. you dont realize how long youve been working until vernon lightly taps on your office door, startling you slightly. you pause your music as you turn towards him. he smiles at your slightly shocked but happy face. “i brought us food, i know youve had a long week.” your heart feels warm at the kind gesture. “oh vern youre the best. let me finish up this paper and ill be right out okay?” he nods with a kind smile as he turns away back to the kitchen. you try to finish the assignment as quick as you can so you can spend more time with vernon. finally clicking the submit button, you turn off your computer and head out to the kitchen.

as you get closer to the kitchen, you hear a quiet humming meeting your ears. as you stand in the doorway, you encounter the source of the tune. vernon stands at the fridge, humming the tune of a song you dont recognize. he doesnt realize youre in the room yet, so you stand and observe him. he has to crouch to see into your fridge, hes taller now than he was when you saw him last. you smile to yourself. you cant believe how lucky you are, to be reunited with the person you never thought youd see again. as youre staring fondly, he closes the fridge door and stands up. he jumps slightly when he notices you, but he smiles after. seems you were both scaring each other today. you giggle as you step closer to him and he pulls you into his arms. you both sway back and forth in the dimmed kitchen lights. this is love. platonic or romantic, it doesnt matter. its love. he rests his cheek on top of your head as you close your eyes and sink into his chest. you stand in silence before he breaks it. “wanna go turn on another movie while we eat?” you nod and break away to the sofa. 

you both spend 5 minutes trying to find a good movie to watch before you start eating. it was always a tradition between you two, you couldnt start a meal until you both settled on a movie or tv show to watch. you both finally found the perfect movie, so you were able to start with your meal. after you both finished eating, you realized there was only one blanket left on the sofa. you glance at each other before vernon unfolds it and pats his chest, signalling you to share the blanket with him. obviously you take his offer. you lay your head on vernons chest, legs intertwined and the sound of his heartbeat playing in your ear like its your favourite song. he runs his fingers through your hair, and all of a sudden the movie is no more. you turn to lay on your stomach and look into vernons eyes. you see his eyes flicker down to your lips, the same way they did that night at the party when you met each other again for the first time in years. you lean in first this time, tenderly kissing him in the tv light. you feel him pull you closer as he deepens the kiss. when you both pull away, breathless, we gives you one more kiss on the forehead as you lay your head back onto his chest and slowly drift off to sleep. when he thinks youre asleep, vernon whispers “i love you” into your hair. you smile as you quietly say “i love you too” without opening your eyes to see his reaction.

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🗣️🗣️🗣️🎤🎤🎤 WINTER!!!! 📸🎤📸🎤📸🎤📸🎤 THE FANS WANT TO KNOW!!!!!! 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤 WHAT ARE YOU AND YUUJI AND SUKUNA DOING FOR THE HOLIDAYS 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤

Aww babe thank you so much for sending me this 💗💗 I kept it in my inbox until I had more time to answer it, but I was thinking about it all the time and it made me so happy 💗💗

Sooo if I think of Sukuna x Winter, we spend a lot of time at the coffeeshop where Kuna works. He is very busy at that time of year and he loves having me around, so there is always a table reserved for me, and my dear boyfriend chases everyone away who dares ask if that table is free lmaoo. I sit there and read or write while watching my sexy boy sell his cupcakes and coffees and of course, he keeps strolling over to my table all the time to kiss me and talk to me and bring me all kinds of yummy treats. He is so aaaahhh 💗💗💗 I am so in love!! Just the thought gives me butterflies!!

For Yuuji x Winter I imagine that we watch a lot of movies and shows and just enjoy the coziness of that season. We cuddle up in bed or on the couch with our warm blankets and trays full of food we prepared together. Lots of cuddles and kisses and passionate make-out sessions 💗💗 And once a day we go outside to take a stroll because we love looking at the Christmas lights. Yuuji always keeps me warm on those walks, always one arm around me or holding my hand. He is so cute and he looks so pretty with the snowflakes glittering in his pink hair aaahhh my baby 💗💗💗 I am swooning so much!!

And for Sukuna x Winter x Yuuji I see us all spending lots of time in the kitchen together, baking all kinds of cookies and cakes etc.. And my boys tell me they want to cook a full-course dinner and I am not allowed to help because this is their way to spoil me for the Holidays (and they are so proud of their cooking skills and want to show off a bit)💗💗 So yeah, we eat together, we spend hours in bed together, and we cuddle a lot, always changing up who is allowed in the middle 💗💗And on Christmas Eve we go on a super fancy and cute date, with my two boyfriends in suits and me in a dress. And they look so handsome and so sexy that I am losing my mind ;)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING ME THIS, MELK 💗💗💗 it made me so happy to think about this awww 💗💗