#okay im super sleepies now time to go to bed (and by bed i mean read fic until i fall into the abyss)

[angelstate]

Warm Me Up, Please.

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!reader

genre: Fluff.

warnings: none

summary: winter in New York is so cold you don't want to get out of bed, you boyfriend peter forced you to.

words: 813!

It was cold, so cold that even with your sweater and fuzzy socks on, the cold was still bothering you enough to not be able to fall back asleep.

it was winter break, you have nowhere to be other than your bed and it was the same for Peter, except for the fact he had gotten up even after you whined and beg him not to leave you alone in the coldness of your room.

30 minutes had passed since peter left your room, you could hear him do something in the kitchen and living room but didn't find the strength to get up and look for yourself what he was doing.

when you were finally falling back asleep after staying still for the spot in your bed to warm up, you heard the door of the room being opened and right after the heavy steps of your boyfriend walking towards the bed.

"hey, wake up!" Peter whispered in your ear and moved the hair you had covering your face.

"leave me alone, pete. i wanna sleep some more" you whined and moved his hand from your hair to the free space in the pillow you were resting your head on.

he took the covers off of you, the cool air of the room hitting your legs, you whined and kicked him in one of his legs to make him leave you alone; still, he didn't gave up. Instead, he chose to take the pillow you were using away, making your head fall on the mattress.

"ow! that hurt" you sat up in the bed and opened your eyes, your head was hurting slightly from the hit.

"sorry, sorry! i didn't mean to pull the pillow so hard" peter said with a worried look on his face, his hands gently holding your head.

"why am i always the victim of your super strength?" you murmured and closed your eyes again, the pain was beginning to fade.

"don't fall asleep now, I made waffles for breakfast" peter moved your head a little and sat next to you on the bed his hands guiding you head to rest on his shoulder.

"i don't want breakfast, i want to sleep... I'm cold" you whispered in his ear and sat on his lap with your arms around his neck. Your face snuggling in the crook of his neck to hide your eyes from the light of your room.

"baby, come on..." peter wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer to his chest, softly rubbing you back with his right hand.

"im cold. Warm me up, please." you whined in his ear, tightening your arms around his neck and bringing your body closer to his, both of your chests against each other.

Peter didn't answer and just moved his body so he was lying down on the bed with you on top of him, both of his hands were rubbing your back. He started humming a sof tune.

"are you still cold?" he asked and you nodded, your face still hidden in the crook of his neck.

Peter shot web to one of the blankets sitting in a chair in your room and brought it to the two of you. He covered you both the blanket and slowly moved his body so your body was lying in the bed next to him.

Immediately you wrapped one of your legs to his waist to keep him close to you and continuing stealing his body warm.

"soon your gonna get hungry, you know?" Peter said and moved the hair that fell to your face put of the way so he could look at you.

you opened your eyes and sighed, you no longer felt sleepy, but you didn't felt like eating breakfast. It was too early for that, even though you hadn't checked what time was.

"i'm not hungry..." you responded.

"i know, but i am" peter smiled at your annoyed face, and began tickling you just to make you smile.

you started laughing and tried to stop him fr tickling you but he wouldn't budge, he kept ticking until you surrendered.

"ok, ok, okay! Im sorry we can go eat" you squealed and took a deep breath one he stopped tickling you.

"good, lets go" peter smiled and got up but you stayed in the bed, smiling at him before turning around making him face your back.

That didn't last long, peter picked you up and throw you on his shoulder before starting to walk towards the living room.

"Peter!" you whined and wrap your arms around his waist put of surprise for his sudden move.

You would definitely run back to bed as soon as he put you down.

god, how much hated winter morning but Peter made them a little more enjoyable.

that's what being in love does and how much you loved Peter Parker.

[truly-a-snitch]

Hi! Hi! I just discovered your blog and I have a request. So can I request Ranpo, Sigma and Dazai with a s/o who is like really calm and reserved in public but when they're alone together you can't separate them. Like a clingy, touchy, overprotective s/o who is reserved in public or at work. BUT if anyone hurts their partner they will go to war!! THEN afterwards come home and cuddle with them.

🍬 - Idk if you do the emoji things but I'm signing off with this one.

(You can just ignore this if you want, NO PRESSURE)

this is actually so cute. me and who

this sorta turned into just ways they show affection sorry i got carried away. jn my defense i love these three

warnings: none !! this is fluff but only sort of partially answers the prompt oopsies

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Ranpo, Sigma, and Dazai with a reserved but affectionate S/O

Ranpo

ranpo is very affectionate no matter where you go so you two could not be more different in that regard

like. at home ? hes never not in your lap. shopping ? your arms Will be linked together (so he doesnt lose you, in his own words). at work ? he sidles up next to you and slings his legs over yours while he begrudgingly does his paperwork

he doesnt mind that youre more reserved when it comes to pda !! he knows how to tone it down when he gets to be too much

he just has a lot of love to give ok :-(

ranpo is 100% the type to just like. after a long day he will very dramatically splay himself across your lap and be like "ughhh im dying of boredom..... blehhhhh........."

his favorite activity is laying on top of you and demanding that you entertain him (any means possible) (especially reading to him)

he BITES !! leaves hickies on accident sometimes (he says hes sorry but like. is he really) and he encourages you to bite him right back fr. hes so silly i love him

admittedly he is a little upset he cant be as affectionate w you in public but he loves u enough that its ok and he makes up for it by not letting go of you from the moment you get home to the moment you go to bed

has fallen asleep in your lap before. also has fallen asleep on top of you on the couch before. haha good luck getting up you cant youd disturb him

congrats on the cat boyfriend btw

Sigma

silly... as somebody who runs a casino (yes he still runs the casino in my head. canon can get bent) he is very very busy, so he understands that there simply may not be time or energy to dedicate to him during working hours

affection shared between him is often that tired sort if only because after a full day the last thing he wants is something high energy

seeing as he spent a lot of time around fyodor, public physical contact of any kind is probably still a taboo hes deconstructing, so hes very much grateful that you arent really big on pda yourself (if only because he doesnt feel ready for all that at this point in time)

he likes to just lay against you, or hold your hand while he does his paperwork :3

big on forehead kisses. he loves them okay. the inherent tenderness of it makes him forget how to speak for a little bit he gets So flustered its actually the cutest thing ever

sigmas also a big big fan of massages (he runs on energy drinks, stress, and pure unfettered anxiety okay. i bet his muscles are Stiff)

and if you give him coffee...? doesnt matter if u made it or not. you are Getting Kissed

sleeping next to each other,, sleepy kissing,,, naps together,,,, top tier

sigma likes to just sit on the couch and watch tv with you. lay on him right now do it. diy weighted blanket

he treats you with fancy schmancy meals from the casino kitchens. you guys get to have date night where its just you watching tv and eating good food and drinking wine (hes a white wine guy you cant tell me otherwise)

Dazai

dazai isnt super affectionate in public, hes sorta similar to you in that regard, but he still has to be touching you almost all the time

HES SO ANNOYING ABOUT IT TOO his love language is annoying you so he will find the most inconvenient ways to Just Barely Touch You so that you have to talk to him and tell him to stop

getting home tho you get to literally watch the mask melt away. you sit down on the couch and he immediately just relaxes into you, he is ALL over u

(pspsps play with his hair. and like gently run ur nails over his scalp a lil bit. he gets so so sleepy when you do that)

dazai is so NEEDY w affection but he knows how to act like he doesnt want/need it in front of other ppl

if ur in private and ur not actively giving him attention. he will stare at u for a bit before practically tackling you. bro sprawls

hes not like AGAINST pda btw i forgot to touch on that its just that he prefers to be more private with his genuine romantic endeavors :3 like hell annoy you on purpose in public but behind closed doors hes a softie fr

dazai also bites as a love language like ranpo does but dazai is always careful not to accidentally bite too hard (ranpo may not give a fuck but dazai certainly does)

he rly likes laying on top of you. fair tbh laying on ur s/o is better than therapy

anyway overall hes very much like. purposely annoying or embarrassing in public but hes much more romantic behind closed doors

[parkerpeter24]

can you do mcu Peter Parker x reader where the reader is really sick and takes medicine that makes them all sleepy so he takes care of her and helps her take a bath and even blow dries her hair for her. Thanks and I absolutely adore your writing 😘

oh thanks 🥺 im so glad to know you like my writing 🫶 hope you like this one too heh

pairing ➳ peter parker x reader

requests are open

masterlist

it was date night. you were sick on a date night. nothing could have been worse than that but at least peter was by your side. he had promised you a day before that he would come over as soon as the last bell rang and he’d seemed to kept up said promise because there was knocking at your window.

you opened your eyes and forced yourself out of bed, not wanting to get up but wanting peter to be by your side more than anything. you’d taken paracetamol for the fever which was making you super drowsy. making your way to the window with small steps, you unlocked it so that your boyfriend could enter inside.

peter hopped inside your room, quickly closing the window shut and throwing his bag on the floor.

“are you alright? are you cold?” he asked, placing a hand over your forehead.

“a little.” you replied, leaning into his touch. peter was quick– but gentle– to wrap his arms around your waist. you nuzzled your burning face into his chest, arms hanging by your side.

“do you want me to carry you to the bed?” peter asked, not wanting to cause you any discomfort while still being of help. you nodded against his midtown sweatshirt and before you could notice he’d picked you up bridal style, walking you to the bed before placing you down.

“want anything else, sweetheart?” he asked once more as he saw your heavy eyes close. all you did was shifted back and pulled back your blankets, a sign which he understood.

peter crawled onto your bed, pulling the sheets around his frame before he pulled you closer to him, an arm going around you and rubbing up and down your back, “if you need anything, you can-”

peter’s sentence was cut short when you shook your head, “let’s just sleep.”

“okay, we can sleep.” he gave your forehead a little kiss and soon with peter’s hand running up and down your back, sleep overtook you.

you woke up with a sore throat and peter was missing from the bed. your voice was a whisper when you called his name but peter’s head poked inside your room before he was completely entering your room, a cup in his hands, “where’d you go?” you asked.

“i made you some tea, you were shivering.” he said, keeping the tea on your bedside table and helping you sit up.

you leaned against peter’s shoulder as he got into bed and handed you your tea, “you feeling any better.”

“sorta? still very sleepy.”

peter’s hand travelled to your forehead once more, taking your temperature, “you’re still hot.”

“damn.” you chuckled, “you really know how to make a lady’s heart swoon, don’t you?”

“hey! you know what i mean!” peter chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, “maybe you should try a cold bath.”

“huh?”

“i’ve heard that taking a cold bath helps with fever.”

“well, i’m too tired to run a bath-”

“i got it covered!” peter said. a little peck on your cheek and the brunette was off to the bathroom. you admired how much peter was invested on taking care of you but you were worried for the same too. you knew he’d stayed up the whole time while you were sleeping, just in case you woke up and needed anything.

“come on, let’s get you into the water.” peter was by your side, holding your hand and walking with you to the bathroom. he turned around when you started to unbutton the shirt you’d had on, it was one of his.

you loved this about peter. he was so considerate of your feelings, not wanting you to feel uncomfortable even after having you seen naked not just once but two times by now.

you dipped your feet into the water too quick, not remembering it was supposed to be cold. you almost lost your footing but peter’s senses kicked in and his arms were catching you before you could touch the ground.

“easy.” he stated as he helped you inside the tub. you shivered and winced at the cold feeling.

“i-it’s too cold.” you gave peter a frown.

“it’s supposed to be that cold, baby.” he knelt to the floor, placing a gentle hand over arm, “give it a few minutes, okay?”

once the water started feeling less colder, you relaxed, leaning against the tub. peter rinsed your hair and took time to shampoo them. you hummed as he massaged your scalp, “this is nice.”

“told you it would help.” peter grinned.

after your bath, peter supported you up to your feet with you stumbling a little and clinging to his side. grabbing a towel, you wrapped it around yourself before the two of you made your way out of the bathroom.

“im sorry i ruined your clothes.” you mumbled as peter brought fresh clothes for you.

“it’s just water.” he shrugged, “they’ll dry.”

“change into something, i don’t want us both to be sick. that’s not like, a couple goal.” peter laughed and you tried not to, because of your scratchy throat.

you changed into the clothes peter had handed you before getting back into bed. you were feeling a bit better than you did before that bath.

peter came back into the room soon after and got into the bed with you, “good?”

“very good.” you nestled into him, “are you good?”

“i’m alright.”

“are you sure? you were looking after me so much and i think you should get some-”

a soft snore fell out of your boyfriend’s mouth and your eyes travelled to his sleeping figure. he was out before you could complete your sentence.

“rest.” you smiled, adjusting the blanket around him.

you made sure to order his favourite pizza, deciding you’d wake him up before it was dinner time. he deserved the rest after the long day he’d had.

[formulawonu]

can i request seventeen asking for cuddles after a nightmare 🥺🥺🥺

seventeen & nightmares

a/n: bye this prompt is so cute 😭 i got carried away idk why this became so long :( also idk why tumblr is glitching and formatting stuff weird

seungcheol: would 100% try to make it seem like he just wants to cuddle nothing suspicious ha haha... then when ur both trying to go back to sleep he whispers "honestly i just had a nightmare" :/ poor baby let him cuddle u all night long!!!! on the other hand if u have a nightmare he is ur #1 protector. do u need the lights on do u need water do u wanna talk? oh u just want to cuddle? HE CAN DO THAT

jeonghan: it happens in the middle of the night and it is the faintest of movement from him because he doesn't want to wake you but he makes sure you're right next to him and he pulls you in closer and eventually leaves a kiss on ur head just thankful u are there. but he'd tell u about it in passing the next morning acting like it wasnt anything so u dont worry :/ IM GONNA KMS and if its u with the nightmare you'd shake him awake and he'd ask u whats wrong in his sleepy voice but listen and talk to u however long u need to fall back asleep while cuddling u:/ f m l

joshua: STOP he would get up immediately and open all the lights to make u feel better :/ he'd make u sit up then get you water and rub ur back if its a super bad nightmare just so u know everything is gonna be okay :( would also be willing to do something random even if its the middle of the night to get ur mind off of it... like would bake warm cookies with you or smth ahhahah if he has a nightmare i think he'd try to wake u up like once but if u dont wake up he'd be content with just cuddling closer to u and falling asleep with his arms around u. ur his comfort pillow

junhui: waking junhui up because of a nightmare would be funny because he's clearly disoriented from being woken up all of a sudden but he's trying his best to make sense of why he's awake dkufgjhshf "HUH WHAT DO U MEAN SOMEONE CHASED U JUST NOW DO I CALL THE COPS?" takes him a min to process but comforts u the best way he can:/ he'd give good cuddles:( i think if he was the one with the nightmare he wouldnt really wake u or mind if ur half-asleep but he'd be talking about it out loud while playing with ur hair just so he could calm down and process it on his own

hoshi: he'd wake you up in the middle of the night so u both could process what the nightmare meant and you'd probably lie in bed just talking about different things to get his mind off of it:( he'd be playing with your hand and muttering random things solely saved for sacred late night conversations and moments. ur the bigger spoon when u eventually go to sleep n cuddle. if u have the nightmare he'd try his best to listen to u but i think he'd be falling asleep 😅 however its like second nature for him and he gives u one of the best cuddles ever

wonwoo: DONT GET ME STARTED ON HIM like if you had a nightmare and you wake him up and tell him about it he'd find a way to make it sound like a good thing like that time seungkwan had that nightmare of wonwoo and he said it meant something good djshfdjkfh he'd also drop everything to cuddle u and hum u to sleep:/ if he has the nightmare he honestly wouldnt wake you up to ask for cuddles bc he doesnt wanna bother u I FEEL ILL 😭😭😭 like the only way u find out he's had a nightmare is if he tells u abt it the next day or u personally wake up to his movement in the bed and see he's sitting up reading or using his phone to get his mind off of it:/

woozi: be REAL u had the nightmare and he would give up his personal space to cuddle u:/ "jihoon are u awake..." "no" "please i had a nightmare" he'd immediately sit up and ask you if you wanna talk about it or how he could help you and when u say u just wanna be near him he'd give in and cuddle because duh hes a simp 🙄 if he has a nightmare he honestly just pulls u in closer in bed

minghao: hao would be so sweet about it like i think he would know ur having a nightmare before u even wake up and he'd shake u lightly because he's that receptive of u and how u are dhjfgfksj like he'd be all "babe its okay i think u were having a nightmare" then he's hugging u or rubbing ur back UGH but if he had the nightmare i think he's another one that wouldnt wake you up.. he'd get up drink some tea to calm himself down then get in bed and naturally cuddle up to u help

mingyu: ok thing is u NORMALLLY cuddle with this man but the grip he has around u specifically after a nightmare (regardless of if u or he had it) is strong and secure and everything is suddenly right with the world as long as u are in his arms dksfjhdsdfj but it'd also go like "i had a dream ~this~ happened" and he would say "ok but logically that can't happen" ok thanks mingyu! big help! but he just wants to make sure ur okay anyway:/

seokmin: he'd be so cute uisdkhjfsdkrfjh like ur there telling him about ur nightmare and he's trying his best to listen and be supportive but he's also scared out of his mind bec of the contents of ur dream so now he's lost in his thoughts and u both are scared hjdgfdjh same goes for if he has the nightmare 😭 but the cuddles are extra tight and u guys just keep talking in bed until u drift off into bed i can imagine it going "hey are u still awake im still scared" "i was FALLING ASLEEP" "ok but im still scared" kdfjhdfkgjh

seungkwan: he'd try his best to make u laugh if u woke him up after a nightmare :( like he'd get up and pretend to look under the bed start fighting an imaginary whatever in mid air and get mad ydfhgkfd "ok come out let me fight u" he'll have u laughing but also intently listening to whatever nightmare u had bec he cares :( if he had a nightmare he'd wake you up also n he might be crying :( he'd be talking about it and he'd pull u into his arms while just talking about it. just be there for him and tell him its gonna be ok :( kwannnieeeeeee :(

vernon: THIS MAN. he would actually be such a good listener its just that i also think he generally wouldnt know what to say??? like he knows he wants to comfort u and be there for u but also its several taps on the back and "errr dont worry it wasnt real..." or he'd just straight up ask u how he can be there for u :( if u ask him for cuddles i think he'd overthink it and u would feel him be more stiff than usual bc he doesnt know how cuddles logically help u get over nightmares ukdsjfhsd which is why i think vernon honestly just wakes up from a nightmare processes that its a nightmare and goes back to sleep period

dino: he is internally panicking bec wtf no one told him how to help someone else deal w nightmares how does HE even deal with nightmares???? but he'd be so cute trying to make u feel better :( but u wouldnt have to ask for cuddles honestly like his caring nature means he naturally pulls u in and keeps u there until ur fast asleep again ugh dhkdsfh if he has the nightmare i think he'd sit up then check to make sure ur there then cuddle u again :( he'd try to go back to sleep but if he really cant he'd wake u up and say sorry for waking u up jahjashdkjsh

[thelovelylolly]

I saw your requests are open, could i request a Billy Hargrove friends to lovers fake dating oneshot?

Reader has an outgoing personality and is super caring and protective of her loved ones.(If you know what the enneagram types are shes a 7 and in the mbti types shes an ENFP. If you dont know what those are, its all good dont worry about it!)

She grew up in a loving household but her family is having a get together and she told a family member she had a bf that way people would stop asking her about dating and now shes in a heap of trouble till she realizes no one in her family has met billy..?

Fake It

Summary : After lying and telling your family you had a boyfriend, they want you to bring him to a family gathering. Realizing you needed a fake boyfriend, you ask your friend for help. Warnings : ooc billy, not proof read bc im sleepy Notes : ooooh i like this idea, thank you for requesting it! i hope you enjoy it <3

You knew you shouldn't have told your gossipy aunt that you had a boyfriend. She was visiting and she kept getting on your nerves. While doing schoolwork, she sat next to you and started asking about your love life. You wanted her off your back so you said you had a boyfriend and she seemed pleased by your answer.

Then your mom asked you to bring this mystery boyfriend to your family get together.

Of course your aunt would tell your mom, she couldn't shut her mouth and when it came to her sister, it was physically impossible. Then she spread it to the rest of the family and now, only a week out from the gathering, you needed a boyfriend and fast.

You ran through any of your guy friends that could work, but most of them had met your family and they knew you'd never date any of them. Steve was the closest to a possible date, but he wasn't the best liar.

You were laying on your bed as you thought through all your options. Maybe you could say that you had broken up with this made-up guy, but your family would dig for details. Maybe you could say he went to another school in another county, but that would clearly be a lie.

Then it hit you. You knew a guy who hadn't met your family, you had barely mentioned him at all to them, and he could play the part well. You rolled over and grabbed the phone, dialing his number quickly. It ringed a few times before you heard him pick up.

"Hello?"

"Billy, I need your help."

"If this is about Mrs. Scott's research project, then-"

"No, it's nothing for school. I...I can explain this later but I need you to be my fake boyfriend."

Billy went quiet for a few moments and you thought he hung up.

"Billy, you there?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm here. It's just...fake boyfriend?" He replied before laughing. "I mean, in what situation do you need a fake boyfriend? You could easily get any guy to actually date you, why ask me?"

"Listen, my aunt told my entire family I have a boyfriend and they all want me to bring him to this family gathering I'm having. It'll just be a one time thing. You'll drive us there, we'll act like a nice couple, then go home and hopefully my family will stop bothering me."

"Okay...what's in it for me?"

You sighed, rolling onto you back to look at the ceiling. "Name it."

Billy thought for a moment, then said, "I want one real date."

"A...real date?"

"Mhm," he hummed.

You twisted the phone cord around your finger as blush warmed your cheeks. "Fine, we'll go on a real date."

"Alright, babe, see you at school."

You giggled. "Bye, Billy."

You heard a click from his end before you put your phone up, taking a deep breath. You couldn't believe Billy Hargrove agreed to be your fake boyfriend for your family gathering in exchange for a date.

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The following week consisted of you and Billy hanging out at school more and calling each other at night. You two basically planned your entire relationship out, making sure your family couldn't poke holes in it. You two met at school in english class, he would walk you to your locker and next class everyday, you caught feelings but he confessed first, your first date was at a diner near the school, you go to all of his sports games and wear his jacket.

The day of your family get together, you got ready and waited for Billy to pick you up. Your parents had already gone over and most of your family has probable done the same. You heard Billy's Camaro pull into your driveway and you went out to meet him.

You slid into the passenger's seat and as you buckled your seatbelt, Billy leaned over and kissed your cheek. You instantly blushed, you hand reaching up to touch where his lips just were.

"W-what was that for?" You asked, a smile pulling at your lips.

"I'm getting into character," he answered, taking your hand in his and intertwining your fingers as he pulled out of the driveway.

You two pulled to the side of the road, across the street from your grandma's house. You both got out of the car and when you reached Billy's side, his hand found yours again. You smiled at him then led him to the front door.

You rang the doorbell and you heard a loud conversation approach the door, no doubt your grandma and your gossipy aunt. The door swung open and the conversation stopped, being replaced with excited cheers from your grandma and aunt.

"Oh, it's so good to see you, sweetheart!" Your grandma exclaimed, pulling you into a hug and squeezing you tightly.

"It's good to see you, too, grandma," you said as you pulled away from her tight grip. You saw your aunt and grandma's attention go from you to Billy.

"And who is this?" Your grandma asked, looking him up and down.

"This is my boyfriend, Billy," you quickly answered.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am," Billy said, shaking your grandma's hand carefully.

You smiled and slipped by as your grandma started to talk his ear off and compliment him. You gave your aunt a quick hug. You noticed how she was looking at you then Billy.

"This is the boyfriend you told me about?" Your aunt asked.

"Yes, why would I lie about that?"

She sighed and mumbled something about getting more wine. You looked over at you grandma and Billy, the two laughing at something Billy had said. Seeing him dressed up nicer than usual and getting along so well with your loved ones caused butterflies to flutter in your stomach.

Billy looked up from your grandma and made eye contact with you. You saw a soft smile slowly form on his face, which made you blush. Your grandma grabbed his hand then yours, snapping you two out of your little moment.

"You two must be starving! Come on, we were waiting on you two eat."

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The actual dinner was easy. Everyone was mainly focused on eating, asking a few questions about you and Billy here and there. Sometime during dinner, Billy placed his hand on your knee. You kept your head down as you ate because you knew you were blushing.

But, of course, your aunt noticed. She swirled her glass of wine before taking a sip and placing it down. "So, Billy, what do you plan to do with my sweet, sweet niece after high school?"

"Oh, um," Billy muttered, looking at you and trying to think of an answer. You moved his hand from your knee and held it under the table, smiling at him. "Well, maybe move back to my hometown in California. I want to help her through college or her career, whatever she wants to do. Maybe even marry her one day."

Your mother and grandma 'aw'ed at the two of you as you smiled at each other. You aunt, however, still wasn't convinced. "You should know what she wants to do after high school, she never stops talking about her plans for the future."

You quickly tried to take control over the conversation. "Sometimes people change their minds once they actually graduate high school, you know? I mean, I know what I want but I don't know what I'm going to do until it actually happens."

"Hmm," you aunt hummed, grabbing her wine glass and leaning back in her chair. Her eyes darted between you and Billy, a skeptical look in her eyes. "You two are faking it."

"Honey, they're a young couple. Leave them alone-"

"No, mom, they're clearly faking it," you aunt said, cutting off your grandma. "He doesn't know what she wants after high school, he hasn't even thought about their future. I mean, it's clearly there-"

"I'm sorry not everyone has their entire lives planned out step by step!" You exclaimed. "I mean, you didn't even have your life planned out this far!"

"You two are faking it," you aunt paused and leaned in closer, "and you both are terrible liars."

You quickly got up from your seat and left the table, storming out of the room. Billy watched you leave before quickly following you. You walked outside, leaving the door open behind you since you knew Billy was following you.

"I can't believe her! It's probably just the wine, she can never get enough of it-"

"Hey-"

"I mean, how dare she judge us? Her marriage failed and it didn't even last 5 years-"

"Babe-"

"Maybe we should just go in there and admit it. Then we can leave and go our separate ways and-"

You finally stopped talking when Billy yelled your name. You looked at him, noticing how close you two were.

"What?" You asked.

Billy hesitated for a second then cupped your cheeks and kissed you. You melted almost instantly, your hands reaching up to get lost in his curly hair. His hands fell from your cheeks to your waist, pulling you as close as possible. You were on your tippy toes and you tilted your head to the side to deepen the kiss.

"Hey sweetie, I'm sorry-" You aunt walked out but froze when she saw you and Billy kissing. She quickly turned and walked away.

You two pulled away when she was gone, looking over at the door and laughing.

"Do you think she thinks we're faking now?" He joked.

"I doubt it, but there's one more thing we can do to really prove it."

"And what's that?"

"I owe you a date, remember?"

Billy smiled, cupping your cheek again before giving you a quick kiss. "Maybe we can that first date at the diner real."

[kandidandi]

*aheemheem* astronomer wip ? astronomer wip even tho im now v anxious abt sending this and second-guessing myself whoops (also jus for funsies Sun calls you Sunshine and Moon calls you Starlight, bc im avoiding use of 'y/n' in writing this. never written y/n fics before tbh) Numbly, you wonder how you got to this point. The day had been going well, you were studying a new cluster of stars Sun had found while playing with the telescope, and you were in the middle of rambling about how star clusters formed (at Sun's request) when you felt yourself getting extremely tired. "...nshine? Suuuuunshine? Hey, are you okay? You've gone quiet" Shaking your head, you look over at him, giving him the fakest smile ever. "Yeah, I'm good. Just... thinking." He smiles softly at you, making that weird fluttery feeling in your chest swell again, and laughs. "Sure, okay, I believe you. However..." He gives you a smug little look, and you groan, knowing what that means. "Moon does not. So! He said as soon as the sun sets, he's making you go to bed, regardless of what time it is." [idk somethin happens here but brain said cant write rn] And then here you were. Hardly able to keep your eyes open, carried downstairs by a blue menace who insisted you needed 'proper sleep.' Ridiculous, you could totally stay up a little later... You yawned. Fuck. Guess you were headed to bed, then. the ending feels incomplete and will probably be added to later but yeh ! here's the thing ! hope you enjoyed it kandibird :D i had fun writing jus this much, and am very excited to finish it and revise anything if needed (lmk if anything feels off, or needs adjusting to character personalities or anythin !! i wanna make it as accurate as possible :3 )

wuaah! i love this omg aa

the only thing out of place would be the carrying down part (y/n doesnt like being picked up by people they dont trust a bunch) but the context is of y/n being super duper sleepy so its ok haha

thank you for sharing sorry if my other ask answer made you upset i literally just woke up and wasnt thinking right lolol

[bonesandthebees]

I am so mad rn I fell asleep at like 7 pm I didn't mean to I just woke up and was hoping it was at least like idk 3 am but NO it's 11:30 pm and im not tired enough to go back to sleep so now I have to choose to either stay awake and be on my phone or lay in the dark and hope that's enough to lull me to sleep and I'm pissed bc I have a full day ahead tomorrow and I'm not asleep right now so I'm going to be miserable in the morning but I'm not staying at my house rn so my body is doing the weird thing it does when you stay at a friends house and it's weird about sleeping and I kind of wanna hurl myself off of a cliff rn and my phone is lagging as I write this out and it's pidssing me off even more

But yes I enjoyed the one shot I don't remember its name right now but the qsmp one it was very good and I loved the ichor children concept that's so cool :)

Oh anon I’m so sorry as someone who has dealt with anxiety-induced insomnia to the point where I had to get therapy for it I know the frustration with not being able to fall asleep. Currently my go to solution whenever I’m not tired and can’t sleep is the anxiety meds I got prescribed for that exact issue lol, but obviously you can’t do that so here are my tips

If possible, find some melatonin or at least see if you have chamomile tea. If you don’t have either of those, what usually works for me is to turn on a long YouTube video on my phone and just watch until I get sleepy. Old vods are always a good option if you want something to be interested in, but it’s probably better to watch them from a calmer cc (Niki had a super long let’s play series where she played a story game called beyond two souls and I used to listen to that whenever I had trouble sleeping).

My current go to for sleepy videos are either ASMR videos (but I know those aren’t everyone’s tastes), or two specific channels: Baumgartner Restoration or NileRed. Baumgartner is the channel of an art conservator who makes long and very detailed videos showing his conservation and restoration process for paintings clients send him. It’s so fascinating to watch, and his voice is really calming at the same time. I literally turn on a video of his every night before I sleep and rarely get more than 5 minutes into it before I’m passing out. NileRed is a slightly more…energized channel of a guy who does a lot of weird and cool chemistry! His voice is also really even-toned and calming to listen to, but the main reason his stuff helps me sleep is the minute he starts explaining ochem concepts I knock tf out. I did a full years worth of ochem in college it’s like an instinctual reaction to want to pass out hearing it again 😭

Anyway. Find some videos like the ones I suggested—preferably at least 45 min or longer. Just watch it and try to focus on the content rather than the fact that you can’t sleep. If you start getting sleepy, great! If you’re unsure but you’re kind of tired, try closing your eyes and just listening to the video. I’ve fallen asleep like that so many times before it’s my last resort method

Hope that helps!

(oh and last note: if you can't fall asleep again, try to remind yourself that's okay. the more you stress about not being able to sleep, the worse it'll get. even just laying in your bed with your eyes shut will help you feel more rested.)

[wildcatofgreen]

GAH!

She found her footing on the floor, standing straight up. Looked around, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Back home. Though, it seemed like it was late. Juuuudging by the sleepy Sony in her bed. Doesn't the gemerald make a sound when she teleports? Is he really that heavy of a sleeper?

Well, whatever. It's not like she was planning on staying up too much longer anyway. The talk with Tangle was nice, but anything she wanted to act on should probably get done tomorrow. Just makes more sense that way.

Spirits bless that lemur. Who knew talking to another person could be so helpful? Is this why Cory's trying to drill the idea in her brain? Because if so then she gets it, completely.

The gem pulsated a bit. Seemed like a couple things came in. Gueeeeeess she'll do these real quick. Wouldn't hurt, right?

---

She took another look at the folded paper, then smiled, before placing it in her pocket. She'll have to figure out where to keep that later.

Maybe with her diaries? Would probably make sense. Nobody even knows where they are, let alone how to get in them without the key. The key that she threw away, by the way. Claws are so much better than pesky little key--

Beep!

Put a hand to her ear. That's the sign she got a text message, right? But like, from who. She's not the type to text anyone, and most people know that about her.

She'll take out her phone and look--Milla???

alchemistdoggo: Hi Carol! 🐶 Are you okay? You were really upset about getting so many missed calls!

Rolled her eyes. She tapped a response back.

wildcatofgreen: yeah im fine dw about it mills. just didnt wanna miss stuff from those two yknow? kind of my best friend and fiance like theyre priority number uno. alchemistdoggo: No I get it! You were just really super upset about it and you usually only get like that when it's about Lilac. alchemistdoggo: Actually I guess it makes sense now that I think about it. alchemistdoggo: 🤔

...

Huh?

wildcatofgreen: i mean wouldnt you be upset too if somethin happened to purps alchemistdoggo: Of course I would! But you get REALLY upset! 😯 I remember it happening all the time back when we were all living together!

Di... Did it???

She doesn't really remember showing that side of her. Actually, wait, that was immediately after Brevon, wasn't it? If there was any time to be upset about Lilac then it would probably be then.

alchemistdoggo: I think the most upset I've seen you was when you came back from Sonar's World with Sonar! You and Lilac were crying in each other's arms, remember? 😭 alchemistdoggo: Lilac was super off when you were away. I think she was really worried about you! alchemistdoggo: 🤔 Actually she was the same way when I answered your phone today. Do you think she's still worried?

Wait what.

wildcatofgreen: milla wtf did you actually answer my phone? alchemistdoggo: Well I couldn't just let it ring!!! Everyone would be super sad if I did!!! 😢 alchemistdoggo: Actually maybe Lilac wouldn't. She got REALLY mad when I told her you were getting married.

...

What.

wildcatofgreen: fuckin xcuze me dog? alchemistdoggo: Yeah!!! It was really strange! I told her all about it and she started going on a really really long rant. I think she was mad nobody told her sooner. 😢😢😢 alchemistdoggo: I tried to calm her down but she just kept going and going and going! It was really hard! She talks so fast sometimes! 🙁 alchemistdoggo: Did you end up talking to her? I bet she felt SUPER better if you did!

. . .

Oh her fucking stones she fucking fucked it so fucking hard. No no no no no no no no no.

wildcatofgreen: mills what if i told you i hung up on her alchemistdoggo: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 alchemistdoggo: She's going to be sad FOREVER!!!!!!! alchemistdoggo: Did you actually do that????????

Uh.

wildcatofgreen: what no id never cmon mills you know me alchemistdoggo: Oh okay! alchemistdoggo: Lilac also told me that she only has reception because of the place she's at right now! I wanna talk to her a WHOLE BUNCH while she's still able to talk to us! alchemistdoggo: I could add you to a group chat along with Sonar and we could ALL talk to Lilac!!! wildcatofgreen: please dont do that alchemistdoggo: Why? 🤔 wildcatofgreen: lemme talk to her first at least alchemistdoggo: But I thought you already did that. 🤔 wildcatofgreen: are you interrogating me? alchemistdoggo: No. 🙂 wildcatofgreen: lissen dog girl just gimmie a bit to talk to her before doin anythin craze. ill lyk when, ok? alchemistdoggo: Okay! Just do it fast, okay? I don't know how long Lilac's going to stick around there! 🙁 wildcatofgreen: ok. im going to bed now and you should too. alchemistdoggo: I'll go to bed in a minute! Me and Aaa are doing 🧪SCIENCE!🧪 wildcatofgreen: bitch wtf why is he there alchemistdoggo: We made some good progress while researching your gem and we didn't want to stop! You should let us come with you some time we could get a better idea of how it works! 🙂 wildcatofgreen: 50 crystal faire no refunds alchemistdoggo: 😐

...

She fucked it so bad. She fucked it so fucking badly. Stones she's such a terrible FRIEND. FUCK.

She pockets her phone and climbs into bed.

There's a pit in her stomach again. It wasn't going away.

She'll hug her Sony, cuddle with him.

Might have just fucked everything to the stratosphere. And apparently she doesn't have much time to make things right.

Fuck.

There's... not much else she can do, besides worry about it tomorrow.

[ruinsofxerxes]

Hey there!!! Any fma oneshot/shortish fic recommendations for a weary soul? 🥹

absolutely!! :D I am a glutton for punishment so I usually read really long fics, but I think I've got some shorter/one shots to spare:

Those Who Carry Burdens | All Those Sleepless Nights | And a Happy New Year | Milk and Cookies | Petrichor | The House in the Basin | Peanut Butter and Bubblegum | See Them Buried | Crash | The Hospital | so love me brother | When Fishing for a Whale | Stroke | The Clock Strikes Twelve | Light at the End of the Tunnel | Like a Dog | Luxury | The Things He Carried | Recovery | Your Son | Hospital Snow Angels | Of Fullmetal and Feelings (one-shot collection) | Gold From Lead | Sleepless | The Things I Miss | Kiss It Better | Taking the First Step | Don't Leave Me Hanging | Intuition | What's Always Been | Formal Wear | Hurt |

[mikeyelistsukasa]

Fluff headcanons! Kou & Teru (separately ofc) with an S/O who is very sleepy all the time no matter what

Sure! Sounds super fluffy so i look foward into writing this! (16th request)

Teru and Kou with a Darling that is always sleepy

So you two were just lying on the couch you scrolling through your phone and teru reading some book

He stood up and told you he will go get something

After like a minute he came back with 2 bottles of water

And you sleeping on the couch ._.

He poked you softy with the water bottle to wake you up

And chuckled lightly as you groaned

“Teru?” You said in a sleepy voice

“Yup, here i got you this”

He handed you the water bottle and you took it

“Oh?…OH Thanks teru!”

“Hah no problem you sure know how to fall asleep fast”

“Yeah that’s nothing don’t worry that happens all the time”

He looked at you confused but brushed it off

Later on he noticed you are sleeping pretty often. Did you not have enough sleep today?

The next day BOOM you fell asleep in the middle of the class

“Psst wake up”

“Huh? Oh right right thanks”

BOOM you overslept your date

“Sorry teru! I fell asleep in the bus and missed my station so i had to take another bus😅”

“Its okay,at least we can start our date!”

Secretly he was worried i mean what if you walked around in the evening for a small walk and decided to fall asleep on the bench??? The world is dangerous and he can’t have that

So now he is bringing you home and picking you up from school

The same goes when you two go on some dates

You were still sleepy

So he decided to let you have a sleepover at his house for a week

You…you slept at a normal time? You didn’t take any caffeine??

He is so confused

So he decided to look on the internet for causes and methods

After trying every method he gave up and just accepted that his parter/gf/bf is sleepy no matter what💖

So you two were cleaning the bathroom with yashiro and uh…hanako just floating around :)

As he turned around he saw you lean against the broom 🧹 sleeping

“S/o?…WAKE UP S/O”

*aggressive shaking*

“Huh-kou? KOU STOP SHAKING ME IM AWAKE”

“Oh okay :D”

Yashiro and hanako in the corner: ._.

He shakes you aggressively every time he sees you sleeping so get used to it <3

After you explain him that he should stop being worried(and shaking you) because thats normal that you’re always sleepy he’s like… “oh”

*shakes you aggressively again*

“WAIT ITS NOT NOTMAL TO BE ALWAYS THAT TIRED DONT TELL ME YOURE SICK”

Boink

“I told you to stop shaking me -^-“

If there is any specific food he can cook for you to help you he will cook it.

If not then he will still keep cooking for you ^^

He also would research like His brother exept he looked in TWITTER

“If you’re often sleepy that might be a sign of you dyi-S/O IS DYING!?!??”

Rushed to your house/apartment so fast like he’s sonic the hedgehog

*totally not aggressive knocking*

“S/O OPEN THE DOOR S/O S/O S/O PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR”

After like 2 minutes he decided to crawl into your opened window

And after that he was opening every door in your house/apartment just to end up seeing you asleep in your chair

*grabs your shoulders*

Your mind: here we go again-

“PLEASE S/O STAY WITH ME DONT DIE ON ME I LOVE YOU WAKE UP”

“Wh-KOU WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE/APARTMENT AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN WITH DYING?!?!?!?!”

“Oh thank god you’re alive”

“Why wouldn’t i?”

“Its just i read on twi-“

“Don’t even bother finishing if you actually listend to twitter”

…

*sigh* “well since you’re here might as well cuddle me to sleep?”

That’s sounds a lot better

“Here i have plenty space in my bed”

He hesitated but went anyway

You both went into a comfortable cuddle position and slowly drifted to sleep

“Btw im taking your twitter account”

I have finished it yay! I hope i left you satisfied please visit again !

[falcqns]

Hi, can i request daddy!steve x little!bucky x little!reader where bucky had a nightmare and accidentally hurt reader in his sleep like maybe choke her or something and steve become aware and stop him. Bucky felt guilty and when he try to approach reader, she become scared? Thanksssssss im craving some angst comfort fic and ur fics are my favorites

𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: daddy!Steve Rogers x little!Reader x little!Bucky

☼ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔤𝔰: almost nonverbal!little!reader, angst, fluff!

☼ 𝔞/𝔫: thank you for the request, and I hope you enjoy!

Steve jumped out of his bed the first moment he heard the crying.

normally, you and Bucky would be in the room with him, but whenever one of you was little, you were a light sleeper, so Steve would put you to bed in the other bedroom. it had become more of a habit for the two of you to be little at the same time, and while it was exhausting to take care of two littles, especially one who required more attention than another, it was rewarding, and Steve wouldn't trade it for anything.

while Bucky regressed to a 2 or 3 year old, you regressed much younger, and Bucky often had to be reminded to be gentle with you. Steve was expecting to have to remind Bucky to not kick you while you were sleeping, but when he walked in and saw Bucky onto of you, choking you, he freaked out.

he pried Bucky off of you, and threw him to the other side of the bed. while he could take Bucky's choking, you weren't a super soldier and definitely couldn't. as soon as Bucky's hands released your neck, you broke out into sobs. Steve scooped you up, and rubbed your back, while Bucky was groggily stirring beside you.

"dada? what happen'?" Bucky asked, and Steve looked at him softly. Bucky couldn't be to blame for what happened, so getting mad at him for something he didn't do consciously would do much more harm than good.

"don't worry, Bucky. go back to sleep." he said, still rocking and soothing you.

"y/n, okay?" he asked again, crawling towards you. as soon as he came into your line of site, you screeched in terror. Bucky recoiled, and his hand drifted to his metal arm when he realized what happened, and he jumped off the bed, and took off into the common area.

Steve sighed, but knew there wasn't anything he could do with you still wailing. he stood up, and placed you on his chest, one arm coming to rest underneath your bum. the other hand rubbed your back up and down, and a few moments later, you were soothed. Steve grabbed your paci, and took you over to his room. once you were settled in his bed, and headed out to find Bucky.

he searched the floor he was on, and when he didn't find anything. he consulted F.R.I.D.A.Y., and she told him that Bucky was down in Tony's lab. he raced 3 floors down, and began to search the expansive lab that spanned over 3 rooms.

he found Bucky hiding under neath one of the tables, talking and tossing a ball back and forth with DUM-E. "I hurt her. I no mean to do it. was an accident. she h-hate me n-now, DUM-E. I t'ink d-dada hates m-me too." he sobbed, and Steve ran around the table and dropped to his knees.

he pulled his boy out, and into his lap. "I don't hate you Bucky," he said softly, and Bucky shook his head, sobbing into Steve's sleep shirt. "I don't. I don't blame you for anything that happened. it was an accident. you were dreaming, and your body acted on its own. y/n doesn't hate you, you just scared her a little. she was sleepy, and confused, she'll understand tomorrow. she always does, right?"

Bucky nodded. you always forgave him when he got too rough with you. all you needed was some cuddles, and you were fine. Bucky sniffled and rubbed his eyes roughly.

"dada, I make a picture for her? to say I sorry?" he asked, and Steve nodded.

"of course. but you know she won't make you apologize. she probably saw you were having a nightmare, and tried to help you. she's going to want to apologize to you." he said, as he stood up. he kept Bucky in his arms and gently rocked him back and forth when they were in the elevator.

"do you wanna sleep with me and y/n?" Steve asked, but Bucky shook his head.

"wanna s'eep on my own an' make y/n/n a pitcher in da mornin'," he said, slipping further into his headspace. Steve nodded, and once Bucky was snug in his bed, he headed back to his own, where you were fast asleep, sucking on your paci.

morning came, and you were up before Bucky.

you were sitting at the table while Steve fed you breakfast. Bucky walked in the room, and your eyes brightened, your hands reaching out towards him

"Buck!" you said, his name being one of the few words you said while little, and he let out a small smile. he walked over to you, and gave you the hug you wanted. he pulled away, and handed you the picture he made.

it was a picture of you and Bucky hugging, with the words 'I'm sorry' written across the top in red crayon.

"I sorry, y/n/n. I no mean to hurt you." he said, and you smiled, before signing to him.

'it's okay. it was an accident.'

Bucky smiled, and gave you another hug, happy that all was forgiven.

[peachy-tea-anon]

𝙌𝙪𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠

TWs: Mentions of anxiety, School stress

Synopsis: you've been stressed at school so you call your boyfriend to help you out, and he goes above and beyond.

Its 1 am and You can't sleep. You have a huge paper due tomorrow, three tests in the morning, and what feels like an endless amount of assignments and reading.

When you had signed up for college, you knew there would be a lot to do, but, with you being an overachiever who always pushed yourself to your limits, you started to feel like you were drowning in work.

For the past 4 days, it's was the same old routine. Wake up at 6 am, go to school, come home, and stay up until 2 am doing assignments. You weren't getting nearly enough sleep, and at this point your blood flowed on red bull and iced coffee.

As you were working on a huge assignment for criminal studies, you felt dumbfounded. You couldn't have a single coherent thought, and no matter how many times you read the directions, you just couldn't get it through your head.

𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢?

He, of course, was alex, your boyfriend.

One time in class, after working on a project together, he offered to help you any time you needed, saying "yeah, I literally have nothing to do so if you ever need me, just give me a call!"

You thought it would be useless, surely he was asleep at 1 am on a Tuesday. Right?

You decided it couldn't hurt to try, so you picked up your phone, pausing your Spotify playlist and dialed his number.

As the phone rang, you almost felt nervous. What if im just bothering him? He really needs his sleep... what if i-

Your thoughts were cut off by a familiar voice.

"Hey Y/N, what's up?" He says, no hint of disturbance or sleepiness in his tone.

"Hey... sorry it's so late, im just drowning in assignments right now, and i just can't figure out the one for criminal studies. I was wondering if you could help me out with it?"

"Yeah totally! Send me your address and ill be on my way!"

You didn't expect him to actually come over, but you quickly agreed, hanging up the phone to clean up a bit. Thank goodness that your roommate, who was out of town, had cleaned up the apartment for you, so it was mostly just throwing on some semi-acceptable clothes and clearing up your desk space.

You hear a knock at your door, and you geeet him with a half smile.

"Thanks again for coming over, sorry it was such short notice."

"It's really no problem at all, karl and sapnap have been in the U.K. So I've just been bored and lonely." He chuckles.

You both make your way to the couch, setting out your respective books.

"Oh! I almost forgot! I got you something..."

He pulls out a redbull and your favorite snack.

"Oh my gosh!! Quackity you didn't have to do that for me!!"

"it's really no trouble, I noticed you always had these in class so I stopped by the store on my way here."

You thank him, quickly downing the redbull and beginning to snack on the food.

"Also, are you okay Y/N? I know college is a bit difficult, but you've seemed really stressed lately. I wanted to make sure you're doing well."

You're a bit taken aback, I mean, any sane person would notice that you're not in the healthiest of lifestyles lately, with getting no sleep and overworking yourself, but nobody ever asked you about it.

"Uhhh yeah, I've just been super stressed because of school and stuff, I volunteered to fill out like 3 peoples notebooks on top of all of the stuff I have to do... it's just a lot." You say sleepily.

"Damn that sounds really difficult. You really should be getting enough sleep though, that's the only way you can actually get work done."

As he explains the assignment, you start to doze off and eventually fall asleep.

He smiles, as he starts to put your stuff away, carrying you to bed and abandoning the homework at the coffee table.

He slides you under the covers, and just as he's about to walk away you grasp his arm.

"Hey quackity... can you stay with me?" You say in your half asleep state.

"You sure?" He says while blushing, and you nod and pat the spot on the bed next to you. He slides under the covers, making sure to not make you uncomfortable.

A few minutes pass, and you're fully asleep. He feels your body shift, and you curl up next to him, laying your head on his chest. He blushed at this, then gave in to your touch and slowly fell asleep himself.

The next day, you wake up to sounds coming from the kitchen.

"Morning sleepyhead!" Quackity cheers as he plates up a stack of pancakes for you.

"Awww you didn't have to do all of this!" You say, feeling slightly bad but also very flustered that he would put in this effort for you.

"I wanted to! I went to the store early this morning to grab some stuff to make you breakfast, i also noticed that you didn't have any groceries so I got you some basics for the week!" Quackity smiles, looking proud of his accomplishments.

He had told you once in class that his love language was acts of service, and how much he loved doing things for others.

You check your phone, and it downs on you that it's 7:50.

"OH SHIT, I HAVE TO GO, class is starting in 10 mins!!!" You rush to get up and leave until he stops you.

"No need mi amor, I emailed all of your teachers excusing you for the day. Also, I finished your assignments for your classes, and I wrote out that essay for you!" He says cheerily.

Your eyes widen. "Alex no!! You didn't have to do all of that, don't you have things you need to work on?"

"Nope! I have all of my stuff done, and I wanted to help you out!"

You smile, quickly pulling him into a hug, almost starting to tear up from his kind gestures. He embraces you, stroking your hair until he finally carried you to the couch, turning on your favorite show and you two cuddle for the rest of the day.

Hey y'all! I noticed there was a severe lack of quackity x reader on here so I wanted to put some out there!! I got inspired to write this because I, too, have been stressed with school so I wanted to write some fluffy stuff. Comment any requests!! <3

[wizkiddx]

supercluster

this is my entry for @hollandsrecs 'toms birthday fanfic fest' event - go check it out!!! I know its a early but im v bored so have it now. also im acc kinda really proud of this one, any feedback would be v appreciated 🤍

the prompt was: 'you and tom are best friends and you tell him that you love him on his birthday'

summary: its toms birthday but he has a few things to get off his chest and into the night sky, y/n joins in with a bit of a revelation too

best friends -> lovers

warnings: mentions of alcohol, bit angsty but promise ends all fluffy and a shit tonne of dialogue

wc: 3.5k ishhh

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Everything got a little too wild and stuffy in the living area, Haz and Harry screaming sweet caroline, whilst Greg (Tom’s stunt man) was pouring *another* round of shots. The sweatiness and clamminess of the room meant Y/n took a moment to escape, sliding out the double doors, and closing them softly behind her to ensure no one would notice her little escape. Something about the midnight air, the slightly dewy smell of the neighbouring fields, felt like it was refreshing Y/n from the inside out. When she turned around, back facing the fancy rented house, she was slightly shocked by Tom standing in the garden. It was his birthday party after all. In all honesty, Y/n felt a bit guilty she hadn’t noticed he wasn’t in the thick of it with his brothers and castmates.

His silhouette was set against the clear night sky, the stars extra prominent this evening and the moon casting a soft glow off the left side of his face, exaggerating the natural contours of his jawline and cheekbones. Clearly, he was enraptured by the sky, staring up at it with a thoughtful look on his face.

And Y/n recognised that look instantly; she knew what he was doing.

In fact, he had taught her to do precisely the same thing. As kids, the Hollands, Y/n’s family and another two families from the local area all went camping together. It was an annual event, ‘the Kingston collective camping adventure’ as Dom had named it. Y/n couldn’t remember a year when they hadn’t gone actually - it was that much of a tradition.

One year, though, when she and Tom were about 9, her mothers’ due date coincided with the camping dates. So, sensibly, the decision had been made that Y/n and her brother would just be looked after by the Hollands - whilst her mum and dad were safely tucked up in bed at home, awaiting the arrival of her littlest brother.

Y/n, her brother Alex, and Tom were all sharing a tent, and it must’ve been at least midnight that Tom was awoken by shuffling and zipping up of the tent. He’d realised she was gone through sleepy eyes and, without a second thought, went to go find her. Sure enough, she wasn’t far away, not even 50 metres from the tent, crouched on the grass. Immediately Tom’s presence had been noticed, making Y/m quickly snivel and wipe her face.

“Are you upset?”

“Go away Tom.” The comment didn’t do a lot, though; instead, 9-year-old Tom had planted himself down next to her - his pyjamas getting wet on the moist grass floor.

“Are you missing Auntie Sarah and Uncle Mike?” In the same way that Y/n called Nikki and Dom auntie and uncle, the Holland boys mirrored the nicknames for her parents. Y/n replied with a long sigh before hiccuping, failing to control the stream of tears. Yes, he was right - this was her first night away from her parents- but she wasn't about to spill her heart out to the 'stupid boy' who had stolen one of her marshmallows that evening. Tom’s little brown eyes swelled, looking slightly terrified and out of his depth, whilst with all his 9 years of wisdom, trying to come up with an answer.

“Do you want to play football to forget about it?”

Unsurprisingly Y/n shook her head violently. Tom cursed inwardly at himself for saying the wrong thing, apparently football wasn't the answer to everything. The two children went back to silence until Tom had the metaphorical light bulb moment. “My mum told me something for when I got to sleepovers? Look!” He grabbed Y/n’s little hand, extending it upwards towards the night sky.

“No matter where you are, you’re all looking at the same stars too, right?”

Tom jumped a little before looking over his shoulder and recognising Y/n with the softest smile that grew across his face. Y/n slowly walked to his side, arms crossed over her chest to try and keep the cold at bay, joining Tom in staring up at the starry expanse.

“How do you always know?” Tom spoke in a breathy chuckle, shaking his head slightly. It was true, she did always know - but his question was somewhat irrelevant. They'd spent most their childhood together, they were as easy to read as a children’s book to each other.

“Missing home?”

“Sort of, I got my own slice of home with the boys and-and you but… pads, mum dad yeh, feel like on your birthday your always supposed to see your family.”

Although Harry, Harrison, Sam and Y/n had managed to fly out to surprise Tom on his birthday- prior commitments meant his parents and youngest brother hadn’t been able to make it. They four arrived yesterday, greeted by a very shocked and pretty emotional Tom - who had clearly been missing the sense of home somewhat. He’d been away shooting a film, then straight away launching into press for the next spiderman movie. It had been a long while since he’d been in London - half a year in fact.

This time too, he’d been away without a single family member or friend - that was another truth he’d learnt about growing up. Your friends and family, they all get lives of their own. Tom used to be a trailblazer, the first to get a job, the one everyone was super proud of. They still were, of course, but didn’t dote on him in quite the same way - everyone had their own shit to deal with. It was yet another reason Tom wasn’t welcoming his birthday as much as he usually would.

“Your parents did always spoil you rotten.”

“They spoilt you worst and you’re not technically their kid.” Y/n rolled her eyes, even if it might slightly true - muttering a ‘touche’ at the brown-haired boy next to her. Their families had always been close; naturally the adults seemed to gravitate more to the kids that weren’t their own. The ones who you could ‘give back’ at the end of the day. It just so happened Nikki and Dom had always loved having Y/n around, maybe a bit more than anyone else.

“Have you had a good birthday then? You should be in there with Greg pouring that shitty vodka down your throat.” Y/n questioned, whilst shrugging back toward the house, the dull thump of Jacob's playlist just audible. Still, both stared upwards, standing close enough that their upper arms were both pressed up against each other. She expected a jovial answer, but even from his tone, it was evident there was something up. He sounded…weary?

“I’m bloody glad you all came...don’t get me wrong, I love Z and Jacob and everyone but….”

“Shitty week?”

“Shitty birthday week of promo and press.” Tom scathed, and Y/n nodded. Even if she couldn’t understand what was so bad about press, she knew that Tom hated it passionately. And in the same way, he loved all his castmates dearly, but they hadn’t known him his whole life. They didn’t understand why he did every little thing; their values lay just that bit apart. It just wasn’t the same as being surrounded with his family - you and Harrison adopted Hollands too.

“I just feel like I’ve spent all week trapped in a room answering the most stupid, irrelevant and inconsequential questions... Everything’s just so surface level and fake and, and I-“He cut himself off, for the first time meeting Y/n’s eyes. In all honesty, Tom got a bit caught up in the stars reflecting off her piercing y/e/c eyes before changing tack.

“Will you do me a favour?”

This wasn’t spoken with the normal Tom tone. It wasn’t joking or jovial; it wasn’t an ‘off the tongue’ thing. This was spoken with such seriousness and gravitas coming from his deep voice that Y/n replied equally truthfully.

“Always T, you know that.”

“Will you please ask me a personal and serious and deep question?”

She got where he was coming from too.

Clearly, even though the evening was supposed to be a light piss up in celebration, it had instead unearthed some darker thoughts that Tom had been harbouring away. Perhaps he never even realised he needed such seriousness, or perhaps with his castmates he hadn’t felt comfortable exposing himself like that. Either way, Y/n was going to respect him now. It was technically his birthday, too; the clocks had already struck 12 - it was now his day.

It wasn’t tricky to think of one; she’d often wondered the same question of him - never with the opportunity to ask. The question popped into her head again, almost as soon as Tom asked for one.

“Okay…. What’s your deepest regret that makes you feel guilty for feeling because in the grand scheme of things, it minor? Like such a 'first world problem'." What do you regret that’s just completely selfish?”

Tom immediately stiffened, his jaw tensing as he worked through his thoughts in his head. Scared she’d pushed it too far, Y/n averted her gaze back to the sky, chewing her bottom lip slightly. It took a moment, but then she saw Tom turn towards her, in the peripheries of her vision. With a tightly closed-lip smirk on his face he joked “If your gonna ask questions like that, we better sit down.”

And so they did, both sitting crossed legged on the ground, knees brushing against each other. Just on the grass lawn, almost mirroring themselves all those years ago as kids in that camping site. Y/n wondered if she should offer to play football instead - to cheer him up.

“Missing out. I miss out months at a time. Miss out on seeing mum and dad, miss out on the pub quizzes with the boys, miss out seeing you… I mean, I didn’t even know you had a new job until you mentioned it this morning. I miss out on time with nana Tess and all my grandparents, and that’s scary cos… well, every time I go, it could be the last time… I don’t know, I just… I get so much, get to travel, to see the world, but… sometimes it feels like I’m sacrificing the foundations. And without the foundations….”

“The walls come crumbling down.” Y/n finished off his sentence quietly, barely whispering the words - but from Tom’s nod of agreement, it seemed like she’d hit the nail on the head. There was silence for a beat till Y/n whispered to him.

“Well, happy birthday to you” Trying to bring the mood up a little, she bumped his shoulder, and Tom chuckled breathily.

“Seriously! This is helping me out. I-I just need to get everything out and start my 25th year fresh.”

“Hey, if that’s all you want, I’m getting a refund on my present- we can just get deep and interview each other.”

“I’m game, except I’m keeping the present too.”

“Just because it’s your birthday and I’m a bit tipsy, I’ll allow it.”

“Okay, well then, Y/n L/n”, He spoke formally, leaning in closer and making her giggle a little. “What’s your biggest regret?”

“Honestly?” Tom just repeated her in reply, but this time it was a statement.

"Honestly."

He really was going deep too. No holding back now. Y/n sucked on her cheek before replying. “Not travelling with you when we were 19… I was just so determined to get to uni and start grown-up life, but… well, grown-up life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I should’ve tried to stay a kid longer, messing about on your film sets and pretending it was work. I think I would’ve learnt more from seeing the world with you.”

“Well, I am very knowledgable.”

“Shut up, you drop out- who didn't know what a drag race was.” She wasn’t wrong, and whilst yes, he had dropped out to be a film star - he was still a dropout. (with exceptionally poor knowledge of RuPaul) He scowled, then leaning back on his hands, so he was half reclined on the grass as Y/n thought of her next question.

“Whats your biggest worry?”

“Easy.” He chuffed, making Y/n furrow her brows at him. Clearly, he’d already thought of this. “That I finally settle down with the love of my life, and then the fans or press or paps ruin it.”

It made sense; every time Tom had gone public with a relationship, it had ended in a minor car crash. Typically it was also the girl who got hurt; she was the ‘victim’ in everything. Though Y/n had seen first hand the effect it had had on Tom - he never made it out damage-free.

“You make it sound like you’ve already got this dream girl queued and waiting.”

“I wish”, Tom sighed, as Y/n took the opportunity to completely lie down on the grass, staring up at the dark abyss. She’d always loved the stars and had become a bit of a geek on them as they’d grown up too- and maybe it was all down to Tom on that camping trip. Following suit, Tom copied her, his head resting on his hands that were crossed behind his head, taking in the moment of pure peace as they lay on the grass.

“You see that bright one there?” Pointing up, Y/n shimmied closer to him so that he definitely saw the same thing as her. “It’s actually not one. Look closer.” Humming, Tom shifted a bit closer, so her shoulder slotted under the side of his body just the teeniest bit. It meant he could follow her direction and squinted up at the little patch of the sky.

“ 5…maybe 6? What is it?”

“The pliedes supercluster…. basically a big group of stars that all were born from the same place- the same stellar nursery.”

“But they’re moving now?” She hummed in confirmation to his question, briefly glancing at the way his eyes were fixed on the sky. For the first time he seemed genuinely interested in hearing her stories of the stars. It usually was an eye roll and ‘you’re so lame’.

“They’re called the sibling stars… like everything in life, as they get older they drift apart but…. but to us down here? They’ll always be associated together because they have a gravitational effect on each other. They’ll always have their thing tying them together. Like an invisible string.”

“Sounds like you’re being metaphorical.” Tom chuckled, expecting a taunt back but receiving nothing except a gentle agreement.

“Theres also actually 7. The last one people can only sometimes see… it’s a pulsing star, so comes and goes.”

“They do that?”

“Yeh, and no matter what… if you can see it or not, it’s always there. Always having an impact on its family.”

Biting his lower lip slightly, Tom repositioned his head slightly, Y/n’s words taking time to be fully absorbed. He was sure she was making parallels to him. Barely there, appearing and disappearing, but always a part of the family.

“You are being metaphorical.”

“Maybe.” She whispered shortly. “Metaphors depend on who’s listening and if they draw parallels to their own life. It’s subjective. You can’t tell anyone what is and isn’t metaphor…. it takes the beauty out of it.”

“Right, sure... But if you were…. me, harry, Sam, pads, you, Haz, Tuwaine? That the 7?” Y/n held back the little smile at his words. Tom wasn’t as ‘head in the clouds’ as she was- he was literal. Also, he was bloody stubborn when he wanted to be.

“I wasn’t being metaphorical T.” He knew she was lying. She knew that he knew. But it still helped him, made him feel a bit better. That he was always, in some way, having some effect... lives always intertwined with the people he cared about the most.

“Tell me another story about another star.”

Time for the rest of the night kind of got lost. The two young adults just lay on the grass, entirely in their own little world, using each others body heat to keep themselves warm through the early hours. Neither felt remotely tired, Y/n whispering her little stories of both the myths and science of the old stars, pointing out each planet. Meanwhile, Tom listened in awe, for once not taking the mick out of her incredibly geeky hobby. Instead, he found himself getting fascinated by all the little intricacies Y/n was so passionate about.

It was only when the stars began to fade, as orangey-red hue started to seep up from the horizon the either noticed the time. It was now the morning of the next day, the house long since had turned silent behind them - presumably, everyone finally passing out shit faced.

As the stars’ light was overtaken by the rising sun, Y/n ran out of stories; the two settled into silence - neither quite ready to go to bed yet.

“It’s still my turn,” Tom spoke into the sky before pivoting his head to look Y/n in the eye, seeing the confusion in her furrowed brows. “It’s my question to ask. My turn.”

“Aren’t you sick of my voice yet?” There was absolutely no reason that they were both whispering. It wasn’t like anyone was trying to listen or that they’d disturb anyone else my talking normally. But it was nicer that way. It felt calming... intimate even.

“One more. And then you get one more… and then we really should probably go to bed.” He didn’t want the night to end; he was immensely enjoying this weird grey time between being 25 and 26. But it was cold, Tom could tell Y/n had started to feel it a little more. To be fair, she was only in a floral day dress, not much in the way of warmth. With a hum of agreement, Y/n smiled lightly at him, urging his question.

“Whats the biggest secret you’ve kept from me?”

With a bit of a scoff, Y/n sighed and closed her eyes, trying to draw some strength she wasn’t sure she had. It wasn’t like she needed to wrack her brains to come up with it - she knew instantly. Almost painfully too.

“Uhm, honestly?” Now even more intrigued, Tom nodded, using his foot for nudge hers - encouraging her to speak. “Probably how much you mean to me.”

“Oh” He couldn’t help it; the sound just slipped out his mouth without checking with his brain first. That answer had just been so unexpected. He had honestly been thinking that it would be something about how ‘fame had changed him’. After hearing that, Y/n turned her head up the sky again, feeling like her cheeks were on fire with embarrassed heat. Tom knew he had fucked up.

“No, I… I didn’t mean- just just ask me too.” With a sigh, Y/n waved off his stumbled answer as he tried to cover himself.

“This is stup-“

“Ask me!” For the first time in 5 hours, Tom spoke at an normal volume - but it felt painfully loud, like a shout.

“What’s the biggest secret you kept from me?” Her tone was defeated, but nevertheless, he answered.

“How upset I was when you didn’t come when we were 19. I got why, but it was still annoying. Felt like you were picking uni friends over me-“ At this point on any other evening, Y/n would have interjected and argued. None of this situation was normal, though, so she chose to hear him out. “- I know it’s stupid, but…. I guess that’s how much you meant an-and still mean to me too.”

There was silence for a couple minutes, waiting whilst the sun started to peep over the horizon, the lone witness to an otherwise very private conversation. That was until Y/n barely spoke, more like mouthed 2 simple words.

“I lied.” The intensity of the way Tom stared at her made Y/n wish that the sun hadn’t been so bright, that they were back in the darkness that hid her face more. “Biggest lie I’ve told you … that I’m not in love with you.”

Y/n didn’t see because she couldn’t face looking at him, but Tom’s face erupted into the most prominent, toothiest smile. Whilst Tom was enjoying the moment of being absolutely ecstatic, Y/n was waiting for a response- feeling her world come crashing in. That she'd just destroyed one of the most important friendships in her life too.

But then he said the opposite of what she thought he would.

“I lied too.”

That had her attention, whipping her head toward him as Tom rolled onto his side on the lawn, balancing with his head resting on one hand. “I lied that I’ve not been completely under your spell since we were kids at that campsite, and you were homesick.”

Y/n’s heart was literally in her mouth, brain overwhelmed but one overriding thought oh so bloody clear.

She’d lost control of everything, arching up to mirror Tom. Using one hand, she reached out to cup Tom’s jaw, to which he instinctively leant toward - until their lips were mere centimetres apart, hot breath fanning over each other.

Y/n no control as she whispered those 3 words against his lips. No control at how immediately after he pressed his to hers; no control as Tom guided her to roll on top of him, knees either side of his torso as his strong arms wrapped around her back.

Once again, time was lost between the two, only pulling apart when their lungs burned for oxygen.

“For the record, I love you too.” Grinning from ear to ear, Tom used one hand to gently stroke his thumb across her cheek, switching his focus from her left to right eye - in wonder at how the early morning sun reflected from her y/e/c irises. He’d always thought she was beyond beautiful, but when she was this close to him, with the sun rising behind her in such a way - she looked damn ethereal.

“Happy birthday T.” Nodding in agreement, Tom chuckled before finding her lips once again, whispering against them.

“Yeh, happy damn birthday to me.”

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[maizumis]

— HAIKYUU BOYS HAVING A TEA PARTY WITH YOUR DAUGHTER

ft. timeskip!miya atsumu, bokuto koutaro, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsuro, iwaizumi hajime

note: female reader ‼️ watch me write about dad!haikyuu all the moments I didn't have with my own sperm donor

MIYA ATSUMU after a long day at work, you were coming home a little more late than usual and as you were opening the door with a sigh, the first thing you listen is “PEASANT, DO NOT TOUCH THE QWEEN CWON”, yeah that’s definitely your daughter and your pretty sure that the “peasant” is your, oh so-called husband. Curiosity took the best of you, now you were behind your daughter’s door listen carefully what atsumu was saying to her, “WHATYA MEANT PEASANT? I WANNA WEAR A CROWN TOO YA KNOW!” your daughter gasps in disbelieve, “daddy, mom is da queen, I’m da princess and yer the peasant! And clearly, mommy isn’t here so don’t touch her cwon!” One thing you know is that you wouldn’t like to see and hear a screaming match between the peasant and the princess in question, thinking that stepping in is the best option, you said “what’s the matter in here?”, next thing you know, your daughter with his big brown eyes that she got from her father, comes running at you, screaming “momm- I mean queen! Yeah, queen! yer just on time for the tea party, this peasant needs to learn some manners” you picked her up, enjoying the way her little arms go around your neck, “yeah? What did dada do this time?” while her face is on your neck, she tells you with a whisper “psss mom, he is not dad now, remember is tea party time” and now with her voice a little more loud she announces to you what he did “he wanted to use ya cwon!  Literally had to scream at him cause of that! Peoples this time are onbelivabol” the las part coming with a sigh, “ugh I now right? Why don’t we teach him some manners then?” After a little thinking, your daughter tells you “uh-huh! Yer right my queen, now I will leave to the bathroom and come back to continue this celebration”. While she leaves, atsumu comes at you with a back hug asking if ya really taking her side? with a low tone, so you replied with “of course I’m taking her side, she’s a child, our child in fact” atsumu looks at you with big eyes and tells you “she is right, people these times are onbelivabol but I still love you my queen”, now facing him, noses and foreheads touching each other you whisper to him “I love you to my peasant” and after a little chuckle you continue “thank you so much for this”.

 BOKUTO KOUTAROU he always had tea parties with his daughter on Mondays after his volleyball practice with the MSBY. He couldn’t go to last week's party because of an away game, and he was devasted and promised her little princess that he would get her something. Now he is coming home from the airport with three Elsa dresses, one for his precious child, the other for his precious wife, and the last one for him, it was very difficult to find one of his size cause of his beefy body, but if he promises his little girl something, he is gonna make it without a doubt. “HEY HEY HEY! GUESS WHOS HOME” he screams while putting his suitcase down “HEY HEY HEY DADDY! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! MOMMY IS MAKING DINNER WHILE I PREPARED OUR SUPER DUPER EXTRA TEA PARTY!!” he picks her up with one arm, making his way to the kitchen to involve you in a hug with the arm he had free “we missed you, kou” snuggling into his neck, and while his arm tightens around you he replies with a soft tone “missed my two girls too, so much” he puts her daughter on the floor again and tells her “missy I have a surprise for our tea party, why don’t you finish the preparations and then mom and I are gonna go there with dinner? Sounds good?” whit a little nod she answers with “yeah dada, that sounds good”. After hearing her enter her room you ask your husband what did he get for her, and when he tells you he didn’t get one, not two but three princess dresses you’re over the moon, the fuck you’re going to do with three dresses? you don’t question him and keep cooking as if you wouldn’t have to put on a frozen show in less than half an hour. “BABY IM COMING TO YOUR ROOM WITH HOT FOOD, BE CAREFULL” the little girl sees you in all your glory, with the most beautiful Elsa dress she ever saw “MAMA, WHY YOU DIDNT TOLD ME ELSA LET YOU BORROW HER DRESS? YOU'RE SO PWETTY!” laughing a little at her comment you decide that it was the best to tell her is a secret between adults, excited to see her reaction when her dad comes to her room with the same dress on him and a little one for her. “IM COMING IN!” your husband yells and your daughter’s eyes are the bigger you ever saw them, running like the flash to steal the dress that was in his dad's hands. “Daddy, that dress is so pwetty on you, and there's one for me! We are all matching! And now we are gonna have our four curse, ugh no, cruse, ump corse, mommy how do I say it?”, “course darling, four meal course. Now dada, why don’t you come to eat with us this fancy dinner?” after nodding and making his way to the both of you, bokuto thinks he is gonna ask for another kid one of these days.

[1-800-rosie]

my first story!! just a simple remus fluff :) hope you enjoy !

soft!remus x fem!reader

summary: reader gets her period and lays in bed all day, not going to class, all moody

warnings: nudity (non- sexual) a little bit of yelling, but mainly just pure fluff <3 (unless you’re uncomfy with blood!)

i woke up much earlier in the morning than i would have liked, due to period cramps in my lower tummy and back. i had slight ones yesterday, so i knew my period would be coming. i stumbled out of my bed, squeezing my legs together tight as i felt the rush of blood start to pool. i rushed quickly to my bathroom and sat on the toilet, noticing my slightly blood-stained underwear.

“fuck.” i mumbled to myself. i took the underwear off and tossed them in the sink next to me.

after wiping the blood off my inner thighs, i got back up and grabbed a pad from the cabinet under the sink, not wanting to wear a tampon to sleep. i needed to grab a clean pair of underwear so i just kept some toilet paper in between my thighs and pulled my shorts back up, going straight to my dresser.

after everything was taken care of, i let my panties soak in some soap and warm water to get the stain out. i rinsed off my hands, dried them, and went straight back to bed.

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i woke up once again due to the sun shining through the curtains. i noticed marlene and lily weren’t in their beds or in the dorm at all, meaning breakfast or class had already started. honestly, i didn’t care if i was skipping class. i felt like shit. i wasn’t hungry, i was just tired and in pain.

as time went by, i heard people stopping in the common room in between classes. but the only time i ever got up throughout the day was to change my pad, or to get some pain killers.

by now, the sun had started to set and all classes had ended. i had decided to take another nap before i heard the door open loudly, it slamming against the wall after it has been opened. i nearly jumped at the noise and turned to see what had gotten lily or marlene so upset. but it wasn’t marlene or lily, instead a familiar coffee-color haired boy came through the door.

“where the hell have you been y/n?! i have been worried sick! you didn’t show up for breakfast or lunch and you’ve skipped all your classes!” an angry remus ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm down.

“i’m.. i’m sorry remmy. i didn’t think you’d be so upset.” i said, as i sat up to look at him directly. seeing him angry at me always made me upset, but now with all these period hormones, it just made me want to sob.

“upset? no, bunny, i’m raging! what if something bad had happened to you? what if you went missing? you’re not supposed to be skipping class.” he got closer to me.

my lip started to quiver and my eyes teared up as he kept raising his voice, “rem.. ‘m sorry. p-please don’t be angry”

his features quickly softened after seeing how upset i was. he then sat down on the bed next to me. “im sorry pup. i didn’t mean to yell at you. i was just so scared something happened to you.” he rubbed my back.

“it’s okay remmy. i forgive you.” i smile softly.

“tell me what’s wrong, pup. why haven’t i seen you today? why haven’t you been eating?”

“not hungry… i got my period really early this morning and i’ve just been so sleepy. my cramps hurt like crazy and i can barely move. didn’t mean to upset you remmy.” i sigh and lean my head on his shoulder.

remus frowns and holds me closer to him, before kissing my forehead. “i’m so sorry princess. i shouldn’t have yelled. but you should have told me. i would’ve stayed here with you. you know you’re not supposed to skip class. and you gotta eat something too, bun.”

“i know, i know. i’m sorry.” he kissed my forehead again.

“we’ve got almost two hours until dinner starts. how about we get you a warm bath going and then we can dress you in something super warm and comfy, and then we can have some dinner okay? eating will help you feel better. maybe they’ll have ice cream for desert,” he smiled, “how does that sound pretty girl?”

i blushed at his nickname and smiled up at him, nodding.

“perfect. you get undressed while i go run the water okay?”

“okay.” i lazily get out of bed as he goes into the bathroom, starting to undress.

“bunny, what bath salts would you like? lavender or vanilla?” remus calls from the bathroom.

“lavender please” i smile and walk into the bathroom naked.

“sounds good. you look so beautiful my love.” he pours some lavender bath salts into the tub along with some bubble soap.

“thank you, remmy,” i smile at him. “is the bath ready?”

“it is, let me know if it’s too hot okay?” he starts to undress himself as well

i nod and dip my foot in the water, “it’s perfect” i say as i get into the bathtub.

he gets into the bathtub with me as i lay in his lap. his fingers run through my hair as he coos softly.

“let’s wash your hair, yeah?” he scoops water into his hands, getting all my hair completely wet.

i let him wash my hair as i close my eyes. him massaging my scalp felt so nice and peaceful.

once he finished washing my hair and rinsing it out, he helped me wash my body. “do you feel any better love?”

“much better, rem. thank you.”

“any time, bunny.” he smiled and kissed the sides of my neck down to my shoulder.

after a while, we got out of the bathtub and rinsed ourselves off. remus got out first and wrapped a towel around his waist after handing a towel to me as well.

“baby, do you need any pain killers for your cramps?”

“no, i took some less than an hour ago.. i’m okay. thank you.” i smiled and dried myself off. he placed a kiss on my forehead.

“i’ll get you some clothes and then we can cuddle, yeah?”

i nodded again and combed out my hair.

he had laid out some warm sweatpants and one of his favorite gryffindor jumpers on my bed. after i hung up my towel i got dressed and laid down with him.

“i missed you so much today, bunny. was lookin’ all over the place for you. i’m glad you’re safe.” he wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him.

“i missed you too, remmy. i’m really sorry i didn’t tell you. but i feel even safer now that i’m in your arms.”

“it’s okay, love. i’m glad i make you feel safe. that’s all i want you to feel.” he smiled as he kissed my forehead.

soon after, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. peaceful, and happy.



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hope u enjoyed. probably not that good for my first story

[cheeriecherry]

Reactions to our boi finding out that not only were you a fan before meeting but you were fan who wrote smut about them? A secret you've kept hidden but now... Aizawa, Mic, Nighteye

I’m still sick but i need to do something before i go nuts lol, but I’m sorry if it’s a little questionable, I’m like, half awake oof

Warnings: some mentions of smut but nothing super explicit

AIZAWA SHOUTA

-So he’s not necessarily a well known hero, or at least he isn’t usually in the running with the media. So he probably doesn’t have that much merch, or it’s really hard to find.

-So he notices the first time you let him into your room that you have an adorable tsumtsum of him. He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even let on that he saw it, but he knows that it was probably hard for you to get. He figures out right then that you’re some kind of fan.

-But he thinks it’s pretty casual, and he’s actually (secretly) a little bit pleased that you admire him so much, especially if you don’t have any other hero merch.

-He doesn’t catch on until much later that you write smut about him.

-Like, he knows that such things exist. It’s just how people are, we all love our fanfic. 

-He doesn’t think much of your writing habits at first, always assumes you’re working on papers or other things for your job. He only starts to get suspicious when he walks in on you one night and you get flustered and slap your laptop closed.

-He’s not gonna pry into your business, but he’s definitely curious. 

-After that incident, you start writing less around him, and he starts to to worry. Like, all he did was walk into the room, but he didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. He��s also a little perturbed that you feel like you have to hide things from him.

-He’ll probably ask you about it within a couple weeks, or rather he’ll tell you that you don’t have to be ashamed of the things you’re working on, no matter what it is.

-And you appreciate the sentiment, but you seriously don’t know what you’d do if your boyfriend realized you write porn about him. Most of it’s fantasies you’ve had about him, but written to cater to all his fans.

-You’re not super possessive of him, so like, you don’t mind that people thirst over him. You know that at the end of the day, you’re the only one who’s got his attention.

-But then you fall asleep on the couch one night. You had intended to just shut your eyes for a moment to give them a break, so you’d left your laptop open and leaned back on the sofa. Shouta wasn’t supposed to be home for another couple hours, so you figured you’d be safe.

-But you end up falling asleep, and he ends up coming home early.

-He thinks you’re cute when he sees you cozied up on the cushions, but he sees that your laptop is about to die. He has no idea where you usually keep the cord, so he...well, his intention is to save whatever documents you were so hard on, so you didn’t lose your progress. But his eyes scan a few lines without thinking, and before long he’s reading through the whole thing.

-Ngl he’s flustered as hell. He’ll never admit it, but the things you’ve written are absolutely filthy. It’s nothing like anything you’ve ever done in the bedroom, which he’s actually grateful for (he doesn’t want his sex life being broadcasted on the internet, even if you do work under an alias), but reading your work is giving him ideas.

-Do you actually want to do things like this with him? Or is it really just a fantasy, a story written to appease other people.

-Of course, he’s also a teacher so he finds himself critiquing your writing style and use of language. It’s actually pretty good writing, however sinful the subject matter.

-He quickly goes to save the document, but right as he does, you stir awake.

-He looks at you, you look at him. You’re sleepy as hell, and he’s pink in the cheeks, and you just know right off the bat that he’s figured you out.

-You immediately hide your face in your hands and mumble out an ‘oh god im sorry you were never supposed to find out’ and he’s like ‘how the hell do i approach this’ because it’s such an embarrassing situation when it’s happening.

-He tells you that it’s okay, he really doesn’t mind that you write stuff like that. And truthfully he doesn’t. Lots of people write works directed at adults, and there’s nothing wrong with it. He’s just....it’s the fact that you’re writing about him. Of all the heroes you could have chosen from, you chose him. To write about, to appreciate, to pursue romantically.

-It’s turns into a mushy moment, because of course you chose him?? He’s kind and smart and loving and he cares a lot about you and other people. Plus he’s handsome as heck.

-You’re both still a little shy about it when you head to bed a few minutes later, but you still cuddle up to him in the dark and rest your head on his chest.

-But right when you think all is said and done, he asks ‘Is any of that stuff something you’d ever want to try?’ and a whole new wave of embarrassment washes over you. Like jesus christ have some tact Shouta.

-Whether or not you guys end up experimenting a little more is up to you, but it definitely feels nice to not have to hide it so much. You’re still a little iffy about actually showing him what you write, but that’s mostly because you’re worried your skills won’t be up to his standards.

YAMADA HIZASHI

-Definitely didn’t know you were a fan of his the first few times you met. You acted so normal around him, like he was just another guy, so he figured he wasn’t on your radar. Which is fine by him, he tries not to pursue fans simply because that attraction might not be genuine, y’know?

-Like, ‘is this person with me because they like the idea of me, or because they actually like me’ sort of thing.

-And you’re not an overzealous fan by any means, but the first time he visits your house he realizes he was mistaken. You have a couple of his collectibles; the nice ones that are tasteful, not the corny ones that are a quick cash grab for companies.

-He’s like ??? you didn’t tell me???

-And you’re like ???no???

-Honest to god you didn’t recognize him at first. You’d been in a dimly lit, high-end club, he’d had his hair down, you’d both had a couple of drinks. He just happened to be a guy that you had some things in common with, who was nice to talk to and who made you laugh.

-It relaxes him a little, knowing that you would have been into him even if he wasn’t a hero and a super popular DJ with a radio show. And by the time he’s coming over to your house, you guys probably know each other pretty well anyways. He’s let you into his life, but you’ve also let him into yours.

-He teasingly asks you if you’ve got any more little secrets (even though this was hardly a secret), and he doesn’t expect when you get flustered af and squeak out a ‘nope, not a single one, no secrets’. But he doesn’t think more of it until much later.

-Like, several months later. After you guys move in together.

-He knows that smut about heroes exists, he knows that there is smut about him, and if I’m being honest he probably reads it for shits and giggles. Never to make fun of anyone, but he’s honestly just curious about what people are writing.

-He notices that you write a lot, too. You never show him anything, and whenever he asks about it you tell him it’s ‘just work’. He wonders what kinds of projects you’re taking on that involve so much typing and concentration, and ngl he’s a little sad that you don’t tell him about it.

-Like, sure maybe it’s just work and you’re not particularly invested in it, but he always talks about his students, and his shows, and the ongoings at his job, he just wants to know more about what you do.

-He is a smart man, but sometimes he has stupid ideas.

-He concocts the wise plan to sneak onto your laptop while you’re in the shower and read your most recent document. Not being wholly nosey, just enough so he can do a little research on the subject and learn more about it. He just wants to know.

-Throws him for one bigass loop when he sees what you are actually working on. He’s no stranger to kinky shit, but his entire face goes beet red, redder than any fanfiction has ever made him.

-Something about that fact that it’s you who wrote this, and you who’re thinking those things about him, entertaining ideas like that. Like yeah, y’all have slept together but he had absolutely no clue you’d even be into stuff like that.

-And sure, you could just be writing things for your fans, but you also seem pretty knowledgeable on the subject so like. You had to have some interest in it, right?

-And now he’s thinking about trying those things out with you, and his pants are just a tad bit tighter than could be considered comfortable.

-He’s so distracted he doesn’t notice the shower turn off, nor does he hear you walk into the room. He does, however, catch your hideously embarrassed squawk.

-Which then makes him flustered, because he got caught, and you’d better pat yourself on the back for that one because you’re one of the only people that can make him embarrassed like that.

-But then he’s trying to explain himself, and you’re trying to explain yourself, and it’s a whole mess of words and burning cheeks and somehow you end up both admitting that the things you write about would be real fun to try.

-Lol you guys probably just end up in bed together after that,

-But despite the initial awkwardness, he’s pretty cool with it. He likes your writing, and how involved you are with the community. It’s also handy for him because it lets him keep an ear to his fans without digging too deep, you always let him know what kind of stuff everyone is up to.

-best use it to your advantage, tell him all kinds of filthy things that you’ve come across, especially if it something you know he’ll like. It’s a sure way to get him in the mood >u>

SASAKI MIRAI|SIR NIGHTEYE

-He’s nonplussed about whether or not you’re a fan at first. He doesn’t pay you much mind until he scopes out your sense of humour, or until you say something offhandedly and it makes him laugh.

-Fan or not, if you’re funny and you vibe with each other, then he’ll show some kind of interest in you. It’ll take a little while to progress to something romantic, but in the meantime you’ve got a nice friend.

-He’s kinda busy, so you probably don’t invite him over to your place until a couple months in. Your schedules are conflicting, and you’ve both got important jobs to do, so it’s probably been pushed back a couple times. But he finally makes it over one evening for a night of relaxing socialization.

-You know him well enough to know that it wouldn’t bug him that you were a fan of him before you met him. He’s not the kind of person to make a big deal about it, not really. He sees a couple pieces of merch around your apartment, just small things -some of which he’s surprised to managed to get a hold of- and he’s like ‘okay’

-Like, he really doesn’t care. As long as you treat him like a person and you’re not using him for anything, then hes just.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-It’s only afteryou start dating and getting close that he teases you a little bit for it. Not in a rude way, just in an ‘aw you sleep with a plushie of me’ way. He does it so he can fluster you and ruffle your feathers in a loving manner.

-After you move in with him, he notes that you’re on your computer a lot. He figures it’s just an overbearing workload that requires a lot of time, so he reminds you whenever he can to take a break and stretch and give your eyes a rest.

-He’d leave it alone mostly, so in order for him to find out that you’re actually writing smut, he’d have to catch you in the act. He comes home early one evening to get a little extra time with you, and he follows the tapping of the keyboard into your office. You haven’t noticed that he’s even there, that’s how focused you are.

-So he sneaks up behind you with the intent to startle you and wrap you up in a hug, but looking over your shoulder he gets a good view of your screen...and the words on the screen...and his name on the screen...

-It takes you a couple seconds to figure out he’s there, which is dumb because he’s literally just frozen over your shoulder going over the sentences you’ve written as his face gets redder and redder.

-Anyways, he still manages to scare you, and you leap out of your seat and fall onto the floor, but instead of hugging you and saying hello like he originally intended, he’s just kind of frozen on the spot with the pinkest cheeks you’ve seen him have.

-He’s a pretty stoic guy most of the time, at least on the outside. It’s really hard to fluster him, because most of your attempts either make him laugh because you’re cute, or result in some really nice romantic time. He’s just. Not really shy about stuff?

-But this is a whole different thing.

-You’re on the floor dying of embarrassment and telling him not to read, but he is Looking and Not Listening. You just seem so innocent and chill about things, he never would have expect something like this from you. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just really surprising.

-Secretly he’s a little bit pleased that you’re writing this kind of stuff about him, and not some other heroes, but he probably won’t say it out loud. Not to mention your writing is actually really good? Like, it flows perfectly and the descriptions are easy to imagine but not super complicated or convoluted.

-He’s a smart guy, and he knows that fans of heroes are into all kind of things, fanfiction included. He’s not offended by it, by any means. He just never supposed that he’d be popular enough to warrant fanfic about him, let alone written by his own partner.

-He tries to be chill about it, asking you if you’re into that kind of stuff and if you should switch it up in the bedroom a bit. It’s pretty obvious he’s flustered tho. 

-It would probably lead to a good long talk about what sort of stuff you’re both into, after the initial embarrassment dies down. And honestly, he’s home early to spend time with you, so why not just try some stuff out right now?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-He would definitely read your fics if you want him to, hell, even if you don’t outright ask him he might seek them out out of curiosity. He’s usually busy in the day, but he’ll find time to read through things and give you honest feedback.

-Lol tho if you’re still shy about it, he might make an account with an alias just so he can give you nice comments. It doesn’t take very long for you to figure him out though. He’s got a very specific typing style and his personality shines through, but only people who know him would recognize it.

-I headcanon this guy as a kinky mf ngl, but also as someone who can go without hardcore stuff, y’know? So whether or not you actually want to try out some of your fantasies is up to you, but he’s 100% down for it.