#possible not fully intentional cuddling but not going to stop also.

[topazshadowwolf]

Okay, going to bed now. But I stayed up because I needed to do some writing. It was a need. A writing itch. Update: HNBD chapter 6 is about 75-80% done with 2nd draft writing. Have to finish one part and write another part that I felt needed to be added. For GoopTales: Dust's interview is written, and Cross' interview part will be entering editing in the next few days. I did start on the next part as my writing mood was still striking me. As an FYI, there will be some mild FuzzyNight... maybe some medium? I don't think I'll add Hot, and sorry, I don't write Spicy, so that's definitely not going to be in there.

[i-luvsang]

a heart to warm — jung wooyoung

pairing : wooyoung x gn!reader ➖⟢ genres : major fluff, established relationship ➖⟢ cw : suggestive at first, my god so so many kisses ➖⟢ wc : 1.4K. @nebulousbrainsoup sweet orion ! tis i, one of your secret santas <33 i hope that you will enjoy this lots and may feel much warmth throughout the season! never forget that you are very much loved <33

if he could kiss you harder, he would, but he can taste the cider you drank a few minutes ago on your tongue and his hands have already slipped under your maroon sweater, so there's not anything to do about that except try and pull you impossibly closer. his hands on your bare skin are cold, a testament to the broken heating unit in your shared apartment. but you don’t care much, his lips on yours are all you could ask for in the moment.

he whines a little when you tug at his hair at the base of his neck. you know him all too well, realizing that he won’t be able to stop if you keep going like this. normally, you wouldn’t want to stop for even a moment, but the practically freezing air around you is holding you back.

you pull back just a bit and you feel the pout on his lips before you speak. “wooyoung,” you chide.

“what? baby, i wanna kiss you,” he practically complains.

“it’s too cold to get naked right now,” you explain. he laughs at your blunt choice of words, though he’d probably be more crass himself if he was the one saying it.

“so?” he teases.

“so, can we please just kiss and cuddle under the blankets? i’ll freeze if you get too horny and can’t help yourself,” you tease back.

“first of all, i can always help myself if it’s not what you want, no matter how horny i am,” his voice is light-hearted, but sincere as he reminds you that your consent always comes first to him. then, of course, his voice becomes suggestive and humorous all at once again. “also, there’s ways to take care of my horniness without you taking off your clothes.”

you laugh aloud at that, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “that’s true.”

“but of course we can stick to kissing and cuddles, specifically ones that happen under the blankets and keep us warm.” he rubs the tip of his nose against yours with a sweet smile. “we really need to get this fixed,” he says for maybe the seventh time in the past few hours as he pulls the covers up from the bed and lays down with you beside him.

you giggle. “correct! just like you have been every other time you’ve said that.”

“you’re the one complaining! i’m saying it for your sake,” he jokes, pressing a long kiss to your lips to prevent you from biting back.

you do anyways when his lips leave yours, of course. “i’m not even complaining! i’m just looking for ways to stay as warm as possible while we wait for random maintenance people to come fix it for us. you’re the one being impatient.”

this time he doesn’t even retort with words, just his lips back on yours. when you realize he has no intention of moving away from you any time soon, you let your eyes flutter closed and your lips move slowly against his. even though you technically were complaining about the cold, you still don’t care when the chill skin of his fingertips brush over your cheeks and push a few strands of hair away so he can cup your face sweetly.

it’s hard to think straight when he kisses you like this, soft like he’s so in love with you that he could melt right into your embrace. but you’re still able to think about how goddamn lucky you are to have wooyoung, wooyoung who wants to taste the hot apple cider on your tongue, hold you under the blankets when the heat is broken, and just kiss you sweetly if that’s what you want. 

as you thread your hands through his dark hair, you realize that he smells a bit like peppermint, probably due to the candy cane and chocolate chip cookies he tried to bake for you in the morning. they weren’t bad, but he burnt them because he’s still not quite used to the oven in this apartment.

it's only been a week or two since you two have fully settled into your first apartment together, and you both had to laugh and groan about already having issues when the heating broke a few hours ago. but of course, that didn’t stop him from kissing you hard in the kitchen until you found yourself pressed against him on the bed.

and now he’s kissing you with that sweetness to rival any holiday cookie and maybe you’re thinking that you want him until the day you die, and every moment after that. so you have to break away for a moment, and tell him just that.

something about seeing the grin on his face this close up is absolutely divine. 

“me too,” he whispers, “i want you, forever and ever.”

you grin back, “that’s good.” this time, you’re the one to close the gap between the two of you and kiss him soft, but full of conviction. there’s no second-guessing; you’re the one for him and he’s the one for you.

you’re not sure how long it is before you finally pull apart, but you certainly had to stop for breath more than once. now, with your head against his chest and the beating of his heart in your ear, there’s such peace that it fills you with a kind of warmth you’re not sure you could describe with words.

that is, until, no longer distracted from all else by his lips, you realize just how cold your toes are, even with two pairs of socks and thick blankets to cover you. you look up at wooyoung and notice the tip of his nose is beginning to turn pink.

“my god,” you laugh. “it’s way too cold here, even with the blankets. can we please crash at yeosang’s? you know he’s too nice to say no.”

wooyoung lets out a laugh of his own. “sweetest, it’s not nice to take advantage of people for their kindness.” 

you scoff, “says you? you’re the worst of us all. besides, i can tell you’re cold, too.”

his laugh is soft this time, and he doesn’t continue making fun for once. “i’ll call him. you’re right, i think we’d freeze to death in our sleep.”

“thank you, love. i’ll start packing us a bag.” you hate to leave the comfort of all the blankets, but are happy to know you’ll be back in a heated home soon. you can hear wooyoung’s voice on the phone from the bathroom and smile to yourself when you hear him laugh at something yeosang’s said.

once outside and waiting for a taxi, wooyoung keeps one of your hands in his pocket, always intent on holding you to him in some way or another. he looks at you in your winter coat and favorite hat, your breath fogging up in the air as you look down the road. when you catch him staring, he doesn’t look away and you could almost cry because you can see it all. you can see the adoration in his eyes as he holds your gaze and smile that teases at his lips and the way that he loves you more than anything at all. and as thick snowflakes begin to fall from the sky, he leans in close because he just can’t help it and presses a long kiss to your lips. when he pulls away, just barely, there’s snow in his hair and he looks so beautiful like that.

“i love you, you know that, right?” he asks, voice soft and quiet, just for you. of course he knows that you know. but sometimes he just has he hear you say it. he needs to be reassured that you know you are loved to the ends of the endless universe and back, by him. that you know you’re irreplaceable and he could never love someone more than he loves you.

you nod first, holding his gaze, hoping he can see the love in your eyes too. “i know. and i love you, so so so much.”

“i know,” he grins. and because he has to, he really, truly has to, he presses one more kiss to your lips, then pulls you close with his free arm, holding you there until the taxi arrives. 

how lucky are you to have a heart kept warm and comforted even in the cold of an apartment with broken heating or the open air of a snowy city. how lucky are you to have another’s heart to warm, too.

[hanbinniesmango]

First Kiss with Nct Dream (hyung line)

kyy note//: im like sleep deprived rn, but let’s not stop the grind🤭💗 anyways hope ya like ittt

mark: you guys are watching a movie after a long day out, you guys been laughing at scenes, cringing, and almost crying, and when talking about crying, it’s mostly you. the movies been going on for a while now, you both have ate your snacks and are now practically cuddling up near each other with the soft blankets lay atop both of you. the movie isn’t rated r at all, it’s rather more on the emotional side. you guys are watching it happily until a kissing scene comes up. the kissing on the screen is pretty intimate. it’s not marks fault that thoughts of you and him recreating that scene bubble up in his little head. he shifts in his seat and blush starts to dust his cheeks, he starts biting his lip contemplating if he should ask you. he’s watching you watch the movie happily. it’s almost like he’s studying you. studying the way you also blush, the way you did your hair today, the way smile slightly at the certain parts, the way you turn to to look at him when you see him staring at you. snap out of it mark! ask her! “can i..” he glances down to your lips, you looking at his and back at his eyes. “can i kiss you?…please?” he finally says with an exhale. “i would really like that now.” you say with a smile before he dives into your lips, kissing them gently. then your arms are around his neck, and his caressing your face lovingly. something’s telling you both this won’t be only a one time thing.

renjun: you somehow end up asleep on his lap, your phone by your side and his in his hand. he’s now pausing the video he was on to look down at you. he’s smiling at the comfortable state you’re in, your soft breathing, your placid face, not to admit the way you hug up to him, the fact that you even feel comfortable doing stuff like this with him! he’s just renjun, just plain old renjun. wait. why is he thinking about this, you’re his best friend, why is he staring at you with such intent?? he tries to catch himself, but you seem to have other plans. “renjun?…” you open your eyes and say, eyes darting up to the ones staring back above you. you see the way he’s looking at you, it isn’t just aimless, it’s full of something, and you’re sure you’re starting to feel it too. you both look each other in the eyes, he gets closer to your face. should he do it? what if— you lean up and connect your lips with his. he pulls away. he then goes back in for another, then another, then— now you guys are making out. woohoo!

jeno: you guys are a new couple and have been dating for at least 2-3 weeks now, but you’ve wanted to take it slow and be careful with it. you didn’t want to move too fast and mess something up so that’s how it’s been for the past weeks. you guys are out on a date at the park, somewhere with a beautiful outside exterior. the sun is shining on you, the flowers are bloomed fully, the birds are singing out, and there are kids laughing and playing around in the distance. you both are sitting on a park bench watching some kids play tag in the area, before he gets up. he walks off and crouches down in front of a flower bed. you tilt your head at him, wondering what he could be possibly doing. “what are you doin, nono?” you say with a hint of confusion. he pulls something up and then comes back over to you with a sweet smile. he holds a colorful flower near your face, it’s so beautiful. “i wonder who the real flower is?” he says. you giggle, finding his cheesy line funny. he then puts the flower behind your ear and caresses your cheek gently whilst staring at you lovingly. you look back up at him, leaning into his touch. he smiles wide before swiping his thumb over your bottom lip. “you’re so beautiful, sweets.” he mumbles out. “thanks ba—“ he leans down to kiss you, you freezing but then you start moving your lips with him. both of your lips moving slowly together. what a beautiful day.

haechan: he’s over at your place and you both are just chatting it out as usual. just one of those hours of the day where you both gossip, rant, talk about old times, shows, humor it out. it started out with you both talking about some old memories that happened at your younger ages, that one time when you fell of your bike and cried until you felt like you couldn’t cry anymore. you actually don’t know why you cried, either because you scuffed your knee or because you failed at riding and haven’t touched a bike since then. don’t know though! he laughs with you, agreeing with your stories, maybe disagreeing because he feels as if you’re making fun of him at certain parts. such a baby. he starts telling the dumbest jokes, even worse, they’re dad jokes. you groan out at most of them, sometimes cringing, then also laughing because you find his corny little jokes humorous. you guys then start talking about your love life in the past and nowadays. you tell him about how you haven’t found your special person yet and you’re just waiting for them to fall out the sky. ‘what if your special person was right in front of you this whole time? what if you didn’t have to wait?’ he thought all of a sudden. his eyes start trailing down to your lips, him watching your plush lips move, imagining how it would feel on his. while he’s zoned out on your lips you start to notice he’s not paying attention to you talking. you’re about to clear your throat to gain back attention, but then you see what all his attention is going to. your lips. was he watching you talk, just to see the way your lips were moving? affirmative! “haechan?” you speak out, snapping him out of his trance. he sends you multiple apologies trying to cover up until you ask him, “do you wanna kiss me channie?” and suddenly it’s quiet. that doesn’t stop him from nodding his head though. with a smile and some pink, dusted cheeks you both kiss and to you guys surprise, you both like it. it won’t hurt to steal another right?

[sockmeat]

Could I maybe get an Angel and Reader fake date catch feelings imagine? Angel needs a date for an event, probably would have asked Husk but he's busy, so Reader agreed to go with him instead and agreed to do the whole 'loving couple' act only for them to catch feelings as the night carries on.

                                                        𓆩♡𓆪

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𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 --𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩…(𝑯𝒂𝒛𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝑯𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒍)

(𝐰𝐜): 723

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When Valentino decides to create a dating scandal with Angel Dust, things take a turn for the better when he chooses you as his fake partner.

(𝐀/𝐍): i stretched it out a lil but its like the same thing still; :3

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): it gets sexual because i have no self control

                                                        𓆩♡𓆪

♡ I don't have enough brain power to think of a specific event so it could be a royal ball for all i know

♡ Somehow, Angel Dust's reach was decreasing by the smallest amount so Valentino decided to stir something up

♡ Clearly porn wasn't working as well anymore since Angel started rebelling against him, so Valentino decided to rile up some of Angel Dust's more dedicated fans

♡ Valentino knew that fans would kick up dirt about a "boyfriend"

♡ He gave Angel the grace of picking out who it would be and he just happened to pick you

♡ He figured Husk wouldn't be able to sell it, but you were able to work up a crowd just like he could and Alastor would most likely kill him, so you were the best option

♡ He also had the smallest attraction to you, so that was an added bonus

♡ It's "announced" at one of Valentino's events

♡ Where Angel would usually be sitting on Valentino's laps for this, he was sitting on yours

♡ It was a little bit awkward first but with a few drinks and playful banter, you eased up and made everything seem so much more natural

♡ There were doubters of course, but nobody could deny your obvious chemistry

♡ The two of you went through scenarios that Valentino had planned specifically to convince the public but Angel Dust found himself enjoying it more than he thought he would

♡ And you did too 👀

♡ You fully expected this event to be a pain in the ass and were only really going for the free drinks

♡ However, the conversation between you and Angel was as natural as it possibly could be

♡ It's like you two weren't just acquaintances before this night

♡ Just as Valentino intended, your "relationship" spread like wildfire through Hell

♡ You two were the new hot topic around Hell, with a tough mix of haters and shippers

♡ You really enjoyed your night out with Angel, even if it hadn't happened how you would've preferred, so you decided to ask him to go out with you again

♡ Though you did pussy out and said it would be good to feed the lie...

♡ Angel saw through your shit, you were way too nervous, but he agreed anyway

♡ The cycle continued and eventually you stopped using the publicity as an excuse and just called them dates

♡ You'd take him out shopping, to bars, out to dinner, or even just for a walk

♡ Doing things together just became second nature

♡ You became used to his presence, as did he with yours, to the point where he could just go to your room and cuddle with you for the night without blinking an eye

♡ But even though it looked official, you never actually asked him to be your boyfriend

♡ On one of your dates you took him to his favorite bar and ordered a few too many of your favorite drinks

♡ You two ended up drunk from the drinks and high off the tension of your romance

♡ And after some heavy teasing from Angel, you finally cracked and brought him to the bathroom where your hands got a little more than curious

♡ You had to pry him off you just to order a taxi and had to sprint with him in your arms just to make it to your bedroom, but your drunk ass made it

♡ Although you two were far from sober, you were both intentional with your actions and genuine with your late declarations of love

♡ The morning after was a little awkward

♡ Angel woke up first and pushed himself into a panic, worrying that you weren't actually into him and you only wanted sex, despite all the time you had spent together and your obvious infatuation

♡ But his worries washed away when you woke up, immediately pulled him closer, and called him a sweet name

♡ He enjoyed the moment before you two talked about what happened and the details of your relationship

♡ You finally became official and Husk could stop listening to Angel whine

♡ Your dynamic didn't change much, but there was definitely a lot more PDA in the hotel after

                                                        𓆩♡𓆪

[miffysrambles]

Hi! I have a request, but feel free not to write it!^^

I also dont know if you have already wrote something like this so sorry if you have! But could you possibly, mayhaps, do a Macaque and Wukong (Separate) x reader where it's THAT time of the month for the reader and she's just in a lot of pain?

Wukong and Macaque with an S/O on Their Period

Wukong:

Since he is a monkey, he kinda freaked out the first time when he smelled blood on you when he walked through the door.

“Did anybody hurt ya peaches? Just give me the word and I’ll take care of it…” He held you by the shoulders as he furrowed his brow, the thought of you hurt made the anger rise in his chest. 

Of course, you explained to him what was going on as you lay in a fetal position, clutching your stomach on the couch. 

Wukong doesn’t really understand it at first, to be honest.

If it’s unpleasant, just stop having one?

Wukong…

After you explain to him you can’t control it and that’s not how it works, he’s more informed about the pain it leaves you in. 

However, it takes some time for him to fully wrap his head around the concept. 

After all, he wasn’t around mortals for many MANY years.

But don’t worry, that doesn’t mean he thinks you’re overdramatic! He can tell by the smell and the way you act you are genuinely in pain. 

Between the way your moods are different and the groaning as you two cuddle, he wished he could take the pain away from you.

You had to deal with this every month?

Damn, he admires you so much to be honest.

As mentioned before, you two cuddle twice as much when you’re on your period and that’s saying a lot considering you two cuddle quite often. 

Will rub your back and/or stomach (if you allow him to) as he kisses your forehead.

Of course, he has all your favorite snacks and drinks ready next to you guys so you can just take it easy!

"You just lay here in my arms peaches, forget about everything while ya rest."

Will even share his peach chips like the generous and oh-so-handsome boyfriend he is.

Praise him please.

Macaque:

Like Wukong, he was caught off guard when he smelled blood on you after you messaged him to come over. 

He was already planning murder in his head before you could even question why he was looking at you so intently.

“Where are they sugarplum… Who hurt you?...”

…Huh?

“You’re bleeding… Who hurt you?” His nose scrunched, twitching with fury.

Ohhhh!

After you explained to him what was actually going on, a sigh of relief escaped his lips.

Unlike Wukong however, he was familiar with periods as he lived in the city and was around humans more often. 

Be prepared to get treated like a princess during your period.

You want food? Sit right there while he goes and gets you takeout along with your favorite snacks.

Need something hot to press against your aching abdomen? He’s already heating a water bottle on the stove for you with some painkillers which he totally paid for. 

Don’t you dare worry about anything right now, you just relax and let him take care of everything.

Don’t worry about mood outbursts as well, he knows your hormones are out of wack during that time.

Your favorite part of your period is when he lays your head in his lap and plays with your hair as you both lay in bed while the TV plays in the background.

Of course, he does it for you all the time, but his fingers running through your hair are just extra soothing and distracts from the pain in your uterus. 

Smiles down at you as he mumbles praises to you, 

“Look at how pretty you are right now. How did I get so lucky, huh?”

“You did get lucky, don’t forget it.”

He laughs at your playful response, nodding as he chuckled some more.

“You got it sweet cheeks.”

[indecenthoney]

"The Puppy Problem"

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There comes a time in your life when baby fever hits you a little too hard. Leaving you fully convinced that the only thing you need right now is to have a child. To the point, that you get a little too obsessed and the only possible cure is to actually get the deed done. This is exactly what happened to my girlfriend who has continually tempted me this entire week. Despite us both working, I have explained that raising a child takes more than just two paychecks. It includes saving and planning and a whole lot of other adult stuff. In her defense, she responded that it would be more than enough and threw in some "girl math" to sweeten the deal. If you had only seen the horrendous look on my face as she explained her reasoning.

"I-... No... What? No... We are not having a baby... Now can you please get off me? I know what you're trying to do and I am not going to breed you in the heat of the moment... Especially, if you just want to have a baby... Why not? It's because we're still young... You can barely get out of bed... How do you expect us to function? Okay okay... I know our kids are going to look cute... but that's not a reason to have a kid right now... No... And that's final... Ughhh c'mon don't look at me like that... Seriously... No... It's too soon... You're not going to let this go, are you? Okay... I am going to regret this but... This is how it's going to go... We'll adopt a puppy and if we raise him right... and you can prove that you'll be a good mother then I will think about having a baby... Emphasis on thinking about it... Deal? Alright alright... get off me now... Hey! Hey! Stop grinding... Fucking sneaky..."

After working out the details of the arrangement, I dropped by our local animal shelter to adopt a puppy. During the adoption, they had mentioned him being 4 weeks old and a golden retriever mix. Not that I had much intention of choosing a specific breed, but more so choosing him because he looked like the sun. Golden fur and a jovial personality. If we wanted a kid so badly, I thought the pup should also be similar to the mother. In all honesty, I've always seen my girlfriend as a sort of pup herself seeing as how she circles around me every time I am home. Maybe having a pup will bring out a motherly side of her. Who knows? She might turn out to be a wonderful mother. On our way home, I bought a few things: puppy bowls, puppy food, collars, a puppy bed, and even puppy toys. You can tell that I went a little overboard with all of this. After carrying all the things in, my girlfriend comes rushing to the door all excited. She played with Sol for hours and even took naps together. Completely tuckered out. We named him "Sol" by the way. After tucking them both in, I snapped a few pictures before hitting the hay myself. A few weeks passed by, and we soon learned that raising a puppy wasn't all fun and games. It also meant bringing him to the vet, cleaning up his mess, and working around our schedules to give him the attention he needed. It left us little to no time to do the things we wanted.

"Hey hun... I'm going to take Sol for a walk... No, it's okay you should rest... I think you need it... You look really tired... Get some more sleep and I'll handle Sol... I know I know... I want to cuddle too but Sol needs his walk right now or he's going to get antsy... You know how he gets... Now get some rest, I'm going for a jog and will be back in two hours, alright? Love you too..."

As Sol got bigger, he became a little too much for her. The little guy grew up to be very active and would often tire her out when it came to playtime. Luckily enough, I was able to keep up with Sol and used our time together to get the extra cardio in. Eventually, as the weeks passed, it would mostly be me and Sol spending time together leaving her to be home alone most of the time. It sort of led me to neglect her. Not that I knew, it was more of her not wanting to complain. Her mood quickly soured whenever I played or praised Sol. I would often find her tugging at my shirt but never really saying what she wanted. I would have sat down and checked on her, but Sol was already pulling on his leash for his walk. After our regular two-hour session, Sol walked off to his bowl to gulp down some water before knocking out in his doggy bed. After reaching the living room, I soon found my girlfriend completely hammered after nearly completing an entire bottle of liquor.

"Woah woah... What's the occasion? I didn't know we were celebrating... Jeez, you nearly finished the whole thing... I can't believe you're drinking alcohol... To be honest, I'm surprised you're still standing after all that... Hun? You... seem... mad... Why are you mad? What? Wait a minute... Hold on... There's no need to shout... and this was your idea, wasn't it? You're the one that wanted a kid so badly... I was only giving us a test run... H-hun? Awww hun... There's no need to cry... I'm sorry... Okay okay... I'm starting to get it... You must've been... really... lonely, huh? Drinking your sorrows away... What? Did Sol make you jealous? Yeah? See? And parenting is a whole other ball game... The baby would keep us busy 24/7... We wouldn't even have time to cuddle... What am I going to do with you? Mmm... I have an idea... Follow me... C'mon right this way... Ah, don't worry about him... Sol is going to be out for a couple of hours... More than enough to make up for lost time... Hahahaha... It's fine... It's fine... Let me take care of you, okay?"

Fuck. In the end, I was so focused on raising Sol that I ended up neglecting her own feelings. Even if I did have good intentions, I guess a part of me really wanted it to work out knowing how badly she wanted a kid. But seeing her this sad broke my heart. I wanted to make it up to her. Who knows how long she must've been feeling this way? After entering our room, I quickly pushed her against the door. Locking lips; intertwining ourselves. Pining for one another as if we haven't seen each other in ages. As cheesy as it may sound, I needed her like I needed air. It had been quite a while since I last tasted her sending shivers down my spine. The urge to take a bite out of her. To hear her scream my name in pain and pleasure. And though I hesitated, I would soon feel her hands pulling me in. Tempting me to do whatever I please on a condition. It being that all the attention in the world must be placed on her. No phone call or emergency could distract me from her gaze. And so I bite. Not a second wasted before pressing my lips against hers; muffling her moans. I acted on my excitement. Leaving her literally breathless. Abruptly, I retreat giving her some way to catch her breath. Only to see the desperate look in her eyes as I pull away. Longing for me to fill the void that I had placed.

"You know... You're really cute when you look up at me like that... Hun? Hahahah... There's not a single thought behind those pretty puppy eyes of yours, huh? Alright... C'mon, stand up... We can't have you melting in my arms just yet... Follow me... Mhm... Sit right here... Let's just take these off, yeah? What pretty little panties you have on... Hm? What're we doing in front of the mirror? Well... You're just going to sit down and see for yourself... Fuck... me... This wet already? Just from a little kissing? That's so embarrassing... Put it in? Hahahah... Sweetie... There's no need to rush... Of course, I can slide my fingers in... It's just a matter of if I want to... God... You're just soaking right through them... Look at the mirror... See? Aren't you fucking pretty... Now now... If you even think about looking away, I'll stop completely... Yeah? Good... girl... That's it... Mmm... Look at how leaky you've become... So naughty... It's okay... It's understandable... I haven't had much time to touch myself either, you know? So I know what you're going through... That being said, I'll stop teasing... Thank you for waiting so patiently... Good things come to good girls that wait, no? And you're a good girl, are you not? Exactly... I'm glad you think that because I have a little something something for you... Mhm... A collar... Pretty, right? There's no need to be shy... As soon as you put it on I'll give you what you want, deal? Hahahah... See? Nothing to be ashamed about... Now... Why don't we fill you with fingers you love so so so much... Ohhh fuck... Too much? You say that but you're not telling me to stop, are you? Let's go a little deeper... Fill those pretty little holes... Mmph... Hahaha... Yeah? That's my girl... Shhhhh shhhhh it's okay... It's feels good, doesn't it? Look at you... gripping around my fingers... I know you missed me... but I'm right here hun... I can barely pull my fingers back... Don't wanna let go, huh...? Such a needy little girl... "

After seeing how sensitive she was from just the rubbing, I opted to taking a much slower approach. It would have been boring to have her concede so soon. Knowing that, I guided my middle finger down; easing her in until she was ready for another. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the second pressed up into her walls. Her once empty cunt now filled to the brim causing her to throw her head back. Shallow breathes to shakey motions. My other hand pulling her back into the gaze of the mirror. Forcing her to watch as I toy with her for my enjoyment. Stuttering moans and heavy breaths escape her lips. Failing to communicate between my pulsing fingers. My arms and legs coiled around her preventing any chance of escape.

"Hahahahaha... Uhm... What was that? Hun... You're gonna have to pull yourself together if you want the slightest chance of me understanding you... And what do you think you're doing? Stopping me all of a sudden... Ohhhh? A break? But we just started... I mean... This is what you wanted, no? And now you're telling me to stop? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finger fuck you senseless right now... Huh? You're going to... what? Pee...? Hahahah... And, so what? I'm not scared of little waterworks... Awwww is the filthy little pup gonna piss herself... You poor thing... Must've been all that alcohol... What a way to bite yourself in the ass... Please? And if I say no? What if I wanna see you make mess out of yourself...? Hm? Anything? Really? Fine fine fine... You have yourself deal... Let's go to the bathroom, shall we? Oop- Before I forget... Where do I put that leash of mine? There we go... Just gonna put this on... and mhm... ready to go... Huh? Well... I'm bringing you to the bathroom, of course, silly... Joking? Me? Hahhaha... No no I'm dead serious... And all you have to do is keep your end of the deal... C'mon quickly... We wouldn't want to ruin the sheets more than we already have... The sooner we get this over with the better... So get on all fours... After all, you're just dumb little pup that doesn't know any better... How can I trust you to piss properly when I can't even leave you alone for a second? Now... be a good girl and crawl for me..."

With some reluctance, she made her way off the bed and to the floor. Her back perfectly arched leaving room for temptation to fuck her right then and there. She attempted to quickly scurry off to the bathroom to avoid any further embarrassment. But was brought to a complete halt as I tugged on her leash. In her confusion, I once again pulled to signal her back to me. Her gaze avoiding eye contact at all costs whilst questioning my motives.

"Well, aren't you excited? Hahahah... There's no need to rush... You should really know better, hun... We can't have you running off, can we? Let's take it slow... Mhm... You're doing such a good job... Almost there... Fuck... It's cute... The way your ass shakes with each step... I'm starting to think we should collar you more often... Would you like that? Hahaha I'm just kidding... Kinda... Here we are... Woah... Not yet sweetheart... You need to ask for permission... and then I'll let you piss... Good things come to good girls that wait, remember? Need to make sure that you're trained... Shake. You heard me... Shake. Good girl... Such a quick learner... Alright... Sit. Oh? Alright alright... Bark. What's the hold-up? C'mon, hun... Bark for me... Hahahah... Fuck... No no, you did good... You're allowed to piss now... but you have to piss like a mutt... Yes... Still on all fours... Raise your leg and piss... Embarrassing? Well... I could always stick my fingers in and mess with your insides until you piss yourself... No? Alright... so do your best..."

Relieving herself quickly took a turn for the worst as the golden liquid dribbled down her thigh. A rollercoaster of emotions were displayed before rivers of tears ran down her face. I found myself conflicted between guilt and the sick kick of her own embarrassment. Nonetheless, I was proud of her and praised her for her efforts. After wiping the tears, I hurridely ran a bath for the both us to better unwind from this interesting little experience. Unfortunately, my member was still fully erect. A particular part of me that couldn't really be ignored as it throbbed against her ass. I sat there in silence trying to repent for my crimes. But even then, she was gentle with me; easing me from my suffering. My cock that felt the cool sensation of the bath soon enveloped by her pulsing, hot cunt. Speaking too soon, I experienced a more insufferable punishment. We laid there motionless. God. I wanted to fuck her. But to risk ruining her mood even further would be a fate worse than hell itself. I was unsure of my disposition. Was she mad? Was that too much? I pulled gently on her collae to reveal the nape of her neck. Placing kisses awaiting some sort of response.

"I-... Uhm... S-sorry I really don't know what came over me... and if you're upset I completely understan- Huh? What... am I waiting for? What do you mean?"

My mind went blank over the course of this conversation. I was completely perplexed. Even after pissing herself, she had the audacity to question my determination. She sat there. Unsure of whether I was going to keep my word and take care of her or have her do all the work herself. In that instance, it would be said that I had completely lost, but I had my own pride for these sorta things. I honestly didn't give her enough credit. She wasn't just some puppy girl or frail princess. She was a lady. A lady with needs. It's not something complicated like a dog eat dog world. It's simpler than that. It is to use or be used. And how am I a man, if I were not to satisfy and fulfill those very needs. Fingers slipped through narrow openings and hooked their way around her collar pulling her down even deeper into my hips. The once, cold tension had subsided. Water violently splashed; spilling out from the sides due to shaking hips. The shrill shriek of her voice slightly choking. Truly a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Mmmph... Fuck... You don't understand how much I've missed this, baby... Aaa... God... I-I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I had spend another... FUCKING... week of not being able to touch you... Hahahah and from the looks of it... You feel the same way, huh? The way your pussy tightens every time I pull harder on your collar... Awww... Speak up, princess... Tell me how much you love it... Right here... Right now... I'll even reward you... Give you as many puppies as you want... Breed you over... and over... Fill your pretty little holes to the brim... No? Hahahaha a little too late for a no... A bit heartless even... Stopping me this late into the game... Do you not want puppies anymore? Not right now? Here I thought our kids were going to look cute... Well, you better do something quick... cause the closer I get I'm starting to think I really do want kids..."

Her splendid body towered over me as I lay watching in the tub. She straddled me but leaned in for a kiss before guiding my cock back into her. And here I thought, I had scared her with the whole bit but maybe she did want kids after all. At this point, I didn't really care. Nor was I in any position to stop her. Something was a bit off. A bit tighter than usual? I wanted to move but she had my arms in lockdown, asking for another minute to adjust. Even just kicking my leg up a bit would cause her to bite down into my shoulder. Maybe she came? After a while, I decided to do the moving on my own. Slow, shallow strokes. Fucking into her as if we had all the time in the world. Her bites slowly transitioned into moans muffled into my shoulder. She sunk deeper into my arms; placing kisses on her forehead. Reassuring her to leave everything to me. Nearing my limit, I grasped her waist with both hands before cumming into her. A euphonic blend of moans bounced off the bathroom walls which soon after was filled with laughter.

"Hahahah... I felt like I came buckets... That's kinda gross actually... I'll shut up... Hahahah... Youuuuu okay? We really have to find time for ourselves... I could always have the neighbor kids to walk Sol around... To be honest, why haven't we done that sooner? Right? Hahahah... Uhm I'm sorry for neglecting you... I should've checked on you sooner... Silly... I love you... I know how important having a kid was to you... so I wanted it to work... You know? I'm glad we got this sorted out... Now let's get you cleaned up! I don't want you catching a cold... And maybe... grab you a plan B... What do you mean no? You want to have a kid? But I came in you... I came in your... Oh... OHHHH! No wonder you were all flinch-y... That's kinda hot..."

After cleaning ourselves up, we took our time in bed to cuddle and talk about everything that happened. Luckily, Sol was still sleeping soundly in his bed by the time we were finished. It gave me more than enough time for us to reconnect and flirt. A kiss here and there. A little, spicy makeout session that almost turned into another round of explicit scenes. But I digress. I would even go on to tease her by calling her a "good girl". In my excitement, I guess I was a bit loud. That was when we heard scratching at the door. It was Sol pawing and whining wondering where we were. After opening the door, he would rush onto the bed and snuggle up to the mom. I quickly followed and joined the party. The three of us were happy and tuckered out after a long day. Who knows? Maybe one day soon, I wouldn't mind having a kid. Or two. Or... three.

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With love and lust,

Honey

[urfriendlylocalidiot]

Yes, there are more stockpiled, feel free to send in requests though

Dinner Dates w/ITZY

Dinner dates are always memorable and the perfect way to catch up after a busy week.

Yeji

You guys would definitely go out somewhere to eat. Neither you or Yeji are the… best at cooking to say the least. However it would still be a nice, sweet date. The two of you in a nice restaurant to catch up on the events of the week. While you guys wait for your food she talks about ITZY’s upcoming comeback and you listen intently. She’s a little worried, being the leader and all, however you assure that the comeback will go ok and there will be even more fans because of it.

Eventually though, your food arrives and you both dive in. You definitely both offer the other a bite off each other’s plate. After all the food is just so delicious. She asks you what you’ve been up to and you tell her about your latest project at work/school. She nods along and tries to ask questions, especially if she doesn’t fully understand what it is you’re talking about. Before you know it, you have both finished your meals. You guys argue over the check a little, however it is your turn to pay, so you smugly slide your card into the bill.

You leave the restaurant, hand-in-hand. On the walk back to Yeji’s apartment though, you guys decide to stop for ice cream. Is there any better way to end off a date? You both get cones and Yeji pays before you even get the chance to argue. You huff, but the ice cream cools you off. When the two of you get to Yeji’s apartment, the ice cream is gone. You give a Yeji a passionate kiss that quickly turns into Yeji pulling you inside her apartment, insisting that you stay the night, since it’s so late anyways.

Lia

Takeout for you two homebodies. Especially after a long day at work, it’s the perfect thing for you two. Since you usually get home earlier, you’re the one who place the order. You always text Lia to ask her what she wants, but if she doesn’t want anything specific, you still try to order from one of your favorite restaurants. It’s always something comforting though, perfect for long days. By the time Lia gets home, the food follows shortly after.

Eating dinner with Lia would be relaxing. You guys would talk about any and everything that crosses your mind. She would talk about new music that she’s been working on. There would also be a record playing in the background, that you set up a little earlier as background noise while you tidied the apartment a little. The food would be good, for takeout and you guys always end up with a little bit extra for the next day.

After dinner, you guys would wash the dishes together and do your night routines together. If she was up for it, you guys would try to watch a movie together. However you guys are both so tired that you guys would fall asleep watching the movie, cuddled up together. It was truly the perfect ending to a long day that you guys could ask for.

Ryujin

Learning how to cook from Ryujin was definitely not how you saw this date going, but you definitely weren’t complaining. When she had invited you over for dinner date at her apartment, she definitely wasn’t expecting you to come early. However it turned out to be much better this way, the food was definitely going to be as fresh as possible. After a bunch of laughing and ‘cooking’ in the kitchen, you both managed to plate some delicious meals, with only a little bit of it burnt. In your defense, she looked so cute cooking, what were you going to do NOT kiss her?

As you guys eat, she asks why arrived so early. You said that you just came straight from your appointment earlier that day, you didn’t realize it was that early. You both laughed it off. The food is delicious and honestly some of the best you’ve had in your life. Very quickly you guys finish up the food you cooked together and get started on the dishes, together.

While doing the dishes, Ryujin confesses that she had overslept that day and had to immediately start cooking, since she forgot to set an alarm. Today was her day off after all. “And you wanted to spend it with me.” You say with a smirk. “Of course, jagiya.” She responds, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You quickly turn your head to give her a proper kiss, but when you reach around her waist to pull her closer, you’re both reminded of the soapy water on your hands.

Chaeryoung

Chaeryoung would definitely not forget that you guys had a dinner date at her place that night. She would be so prepared and make your favorites. Anything for her jagiya. So when you arrived, let’s just say the apartment smelled like literal heaven. “Y/n, you’re here!” She greets you with a hug and pulls you to the dining table, “Wait here while I finish up dinner.” Of course you offer to help, however she quickly denies any, insisting she can do it herself and it’ll only take a few minutes. You do manage to sneak into kitchen and catch her plating the food. Your heart melts.

While you guys eat the most delicious dinner of your life. She would definitely ask you about how your day was and any projects you have going on. You do ask about how work has been for her. However she insists that she doesn’t want to think about it more than she has to and she would prefer to know more about you. You’re her sanctuary away from idol life. So you talk about how you’ve been and also about the latest tv show that you watched.

After dinner, you guys do the dishes together, despite you insisting that you should do it, since she’s been cooking all day. She wants to spend more time with you, even if it is just washing dishes. You guys laugh and you continue the conversation. With the dishes completed, you two decide to settle in and watch a few reruns of FRIENDS, before you have to leave for your apartment for the night.

Yuna

You cook, she eats, a perfect relationship. Even more so now, since you learned how to cook all her favorite childhood meals from her mother, herself when you two went to visit for the holidays last year. However, despite having those in your arsenal, Yuna’s favorite food is still pizza. So pizza date nights are a definite must. You guys typically make it at your place, since you live alone.

Making pizza with Yuna would be interesting, to say the least. She would want to try every topping possible on it, to see what it tastes like. So eating the pizzas together would always be gamble to say the least. Luckily enough, all the pizzas have come out edible at the very least. While waiting for the pizzas to bake though, you guys decide to get a head start on the dishes and end up talking about how life has been for you two.

After all that, you guys would end the night, with a classic, chocolate-covered strawberries. As you two wait for the chocolate to melt, Yuna leans down and gives you a peck on your lips, “Thanks for letting me put pineapple on pizza tonight.” You blush furiously and just nod and mumble out an, “Of course.” The chocolate-covered strawberries end up being a sweet end to an even sweeter evening.

[maybeimamuppet]

18 w cadnis

21 w Veronica and Heather mac

💕💕💕

cadnis, 18- squishing the other’s cheek

“Can I help you?” Janis hums quietly when she notices Cady staring intently at her face.

“No,” Cady says just as softly. Janis turns to look at her fully and quirks up an eyebrow. Cady sighs wistfully and keeps unabashedly staring.

“Then… what’s going on?”

“You’re pretty,” Cady says.

“You’re high.”

“On loooooooove,” Cady says.

“We’re supposed to be studying,” Janis says. “Since when am I the responsible one here?”

“I am studying,” Cady defends with a pout. “Studying you.”

“And you’re supposed to be studying for your history test on Thursday,” Janis chuckles. “You’re the one who wanted your grade higher than a B, babe.”

“But how am I supposed to bear looking at Thomas Jefferson when you’re right here?”

“Hey, man, Thomas Jefferson was hot,” Janis chuckles.

“What?”

Janis shrugs. “He was one of Damian’s thousand awakenings. He’s not bad looking.”

Cady’s staring turns to confused and concerned. “You do realize he ‘owned’ a lot of humans and did terrible things to them?”

“Yeah, but, y’know. Ignoring that,” Janis says. Cady tips her head.

“You can ignore that?”

“Just forget it, okay?!” Janis huffs around an awkward laugh.

“Can we take a break?” Cady pleads.

“You’ve been taking a break for the last fifteen minutes,” Janis says, finally setting down her pencil and turning her whole body to face her girlfriend. Cady takes the opportunity to climb into her lap and cling to her like a little monkey. Janis rolls her eyes and winds her arms around her back, linking her hands together at her hips. “I have science to do.”

“Aren’t you bored of chemistry? I could teach you some… anatomy,” Cady says, trying and failing to make her voice a sexy husk. Janis bites her lip to hold back a laugh. It’s impossibly dorky, but also impossibly adorable, and does kind of get her going in a way she doesn’t care to admit.

“Stop trying to seduce me into letting you slack off.”

“Because it’s working?”

“…No,” Janis says, looking anywhere but at Cady. “God, it’s like your ADHD is contagious.”

“Maybe it is,” Cady says. “Now you’ve fallen victim to my plight. And your penance is giving me cuddles.”

“No,” Janis insists again. She tries to peel Cady off of her and back into her own seat, but Cady seems to be suctioned to her like a little tree frog. “You get cuddles when you finish your work.”

“Or now,” Cady says. Janis shakes her head and leans back to see her. Cady squeaks and blushes when Janis grabs her face in her hands and squishes a bit, squeezing Cady’s full cheeks out into a fish face.

“You sit your cute ass back in that chair and finish your homework or so help me I won’t cuddle you for two weeks,” she insists, trying not to laugh at the stunned look in Cady’s blue eyes.

“No cuddleth?!” she gasps as best she can with her face still smushed. Janis laughs and shakes her head.

“But, if you finish in… twenty minutes or less,” she hums, trying to make this seem as dramatic as possible. “Then I’ll beg my mom to let you sleep over and you get to be big spoon all night.”

“Really?” Cady asks. “I get to be big shpoon?”

“You get to be big spoon,” Janis agrees. “Just don’t let it go to your head.”

Janis barely gets a kiss in before Cady’s flying off her to get back to work.

Sometimes it’s the littlest things.

macaronnie, 21- kissing the other’s brow

tw for sickness and vomit mention

“Mac, come on,” Veronica pleads. “Just come lie down for a while, you need to rest.”

“No I don’t,” Heather insists, arms crossed childishly over her chest while she pouts. She can’t quite contain a sniffle.

“Noodle, you’re dying,” Veronica chuckles. “You’re sick, just come rest.”

“I don’t want to,” Heather whines, flopping over their kitchen counter and blinking at Veronica upside down.

“Get up before you barf, dork,” Veronica huffs. “I can see how dizzy you are.”

“I’m fiiiiine,” Mac insists.

“Uhhuh,” Veronica says. “Fine, I give up. Enjoy your illness.”

“Yesssss!” Heather cheers, throwing her hands up victoriously. Veronica laughs and leans casually against the wall to watch her girlfriend struggle through getting up. Heather manages it after a couple minutes and tries to hide a bit of swaying.

“Since you’re not sick, would you mind cooking dinner?” Veronica asks casually. “And we should really get on cleaning out the guest room, finally. There’s a lot of stuff in there we need to sort through and move where it goes.”

“Mmhmm,” Heather hums, shutting one eye and squinting the other. Veronica tries not to intervene immediately. Headaches like that are no fun.

“And we should shovel the driveway, all the snow is gonna freeze and make it icy,” Veronica continues. “It’s nice and cold out there.”

Heather shudders a bit. “Okay.”

“Oh, and then there’s the bathrooms-”

“Okay, stop, I give up!” Heather cries before she can finish. “…I’m sick.”

“Thank you,” Veronica chuckles. She heads over to Mac and carefully presses a kiss right between her eyebrows. She pouts a bit as she feels the burning of Heather’s fever against the sensitive skin of her lips. She pulls back for a second before she does it again several times in succession. “Let’s get you better.”

“Or you could keep doin’ that,” Mac mumbles quietly. “Feels nice.”

“I’ll do both,” Veronica grins against her skin.

“Mmkay.”

[wander-wren]

in honor of the chapter i’m posting later, more feels like flying ‘verse worldbuilding. under the cut for length & so people who don’t care can scroll

this is possibly edging into omegaverse energy but i Do Not Care let me have it. anyway. i invented (?? im p sure) a thing.

submissive bonding/submissive defense circles, aka sub circles.

due to biology being Like That, submissives are naturally inclined to bond with one another, whereas dominant’s are naturally inclined to steer clear. biology doesn’t define you etc etc, but it is a thing. (it’s also why, in this ‘verse, sub/sub relationships are relatively rare but socially acceptable, while dom/dom ones are practically taboo.)

we’ll get to defense circles in a second, but bonding circles are much, much more common and the two are similar, so we’ll start there. basically, a dom can only, for lack of a better word, control two subs at once, maybe three, so being in a group equals safety and comfort. bonding circles can be formed for no reason at all between friends hanging out, or specifically to help sub(s) who are stressed, dropping, subsick, etc. it’s a good way to stabilize moods, strengthen relationships, and regulate systems for younger subs who usually don’t have partners but Do have wacky hormonal shit going on. they also don’t just happen by accident; there’s no set activation or behavior, but it requires intention to happen.

it’s possible for the subs in the circle to put each other into a sort of mild subspace this way, but it doesn’t always happen and usually requires at least five people. still, it means there is something of an option for people who don’t want to be around doms for whatever reason, or don’t have one they trust enough around.

bonding circles typically last a couple of hours, even all day. activity levels are pretty fluid, ranging from a big cuddle pile to normal daily tasks (cooking, chores, games), just with the specific undertones of Circle Feelings.

absolutely no doms are allowed near the circle, at all, ever. switches are welcome as long as they’re leaning sub.

if a dom does come near a circle…well, it’s defense time. a defensive sub circle is where the “circle” term comes from; some subs, usually the switchy ones, take on protective roles and form a ring around the others, who become comforters/anchors for them and each other. who’s where depends entirely on the situation and relationships, it’s not an ingrained thing or a constant. the actual “defense mode” only lasts as long as necessary for protection, but the subs won’t be willing to leave each other for several hours, generally.

this part is also why it’s considered a monumentally stupid to circle up with only two people, or even three. it’s a great way to a) make yourselves paranoid and panicked because you aren’t protected and/or b) fail to stop an actual threat.

just so it’s clear, you will absolutely get your shit rocked if the circle decides you’re a threat, and they won’t stop until they decide the threat is contained or they’re physically separated and calmed (obviously a difficult & usually dangerous task).

a relevant note on feral behavior: doms and subs sometimes “snap” when someone they love is threatened, 9 times out of 10 a bonded (married) partner. however, because propaganda, subs going feral is considered extremely rare or impossible by some. it’s relevant here bc aside from a threat to a bonded partner, the next most common cause is a sub circle being threatened. doesn’t happen often, but often enough. feral behavior is defense circle behavior on steroids; a defense circle will subdue you. a feral submissive will kill you.

i haven’t fleshed out the laws or anything fully like the rest of this, but i’m thinking sub circles are probably pretty well protected, definitely count under self defense, etc.

i also want to clarify this isnt a pack-bond thing, its not That omegaverse-y, it’s generally a friends and family activity but it’s not uncommon among strangers, especially if someone is in obvious distress/danger.

SO that got long i was really hyped about this specific bit of worldbuilding, which came about entirely because i wanted submissive relationships to be really strong in this ‘verse. and i had this idea for a scene where a submissive is having a Bad Time for whatever reason and not comfortable getting help from their dom, so all the subs in the room circle up/close ranks and kick ‘em out to help. it spiraled from there.

as per usual feel free to send asks or anything about this ‘verse, i’m trying to remember to talk about my worldbuilding and stuff here but i’m superrrr not used to it and i never rlly know where to start whoops

[alyjojo]

The Person On Your Mind in January 🕰 2023 - Virgo

Whole of their energy towards Virgo: Knight of Pentacles

This feels like family. Knight of Pentacles is Virgo energy, loyal & dedicated to working on your projects every single day, applying practical application to all of your plans to bring them into fruition, no matter how long it takes. He moves slow & steady, but you can count on him to always show up & get the job done. You two have had a conflict that separated you, possibly by literal distance because all these cards show them not being near you. You two went in actual different directions. They felt they had no choice, or you didn’t, this could have been due to work. There were better opportunities elsewhere, and whoever left was a hopeful & ambitious sort.

Feelings: The Chariot

Depends on who left, I’ll assume you. They feel you’re a very career driven & ambitious person that will let nothing stop them from reaching their goals, especially in terms of career. 6 Pentacles shows a very giving and generous person, they may think that of you as well, or they may be giving you money or something to help you on your way. They fully support whatever you’re doing, and the relationship between you is mostly good, even if there has been conflict. There’s more distance than anything.

They are dissatisfied and apathetic by not having you around, but that’s just because they probably miss you.

Intentions: 9 Cups

Their intentions are to follow their dreams, and that probably includes supporting yours. One of their greatest wishes is to heal any conflicts between you, possibly apologize for some things that were said or done in a conflict of some kind between you. They just want everything to be roses 🌹

Actions: Ace of Pentacles

3 major arcanas follow this one, it’s intense in nature but also silent. One or both of you may simply be changing in big ways in your own lives, which will ultimately affect this connection, especially if there’s distance and past conflicts between you already. Ace of Pentacles can be them giving you money, a gift, money issues comes up on your side. They aren’t open and honest with you at all about their wishes, or how anything has changed with them, nor are you. These are things taking place on a more subconscious & intuitive level. They want to heal whatever is “off” between you, but they don’t say so, or don’t know how. In time they intend to, maybe the timing is just not right for one of you. If they are a much older family member, this row has a feeling of “once they grow up, they’ll understand”, like they’re letting life handle your experience & maturity and eventually you’ll heal your relationship. Like a mother who tells her daughter “wait till you have kids” and then the daughter does and slowly gets it. They know someday you’ll “get it”. But right now is not the time.

Messages:

Their side:

- I can’t feel what you feel.

- I love our walks together.

- Going in different directions.

Your side:

- I like to cuddle 🤗

- I see you everywhere!

- Money Issues 💸

Possible signs:

Cancer, Aquarius, Pisces & Sagittarius

If you’re dealing with:

Knight of Cups rev is a tricky energy, because it’s over idealistic in nature. Over romanticizing, over idealizing, making things look better than they are because you want them to. You could be wearing rose colored glasses in romance or building things up in your mind to something they’re not. How that translates to your people here, only you would know.

Aries - if they’re single, they’re happy to be that way, or they’re independently successful within a very happy union, the relationship between you is a good one 💜

Taurus - having to be logical and detached from a sense of abandonment or financial issues, focusing on the truth of the matter

Gemini - sadness & disappointment due to you having to leave in order to gain something…somewhere else. Could be this person with that energy.

Cancer - a solid & stable business person that has their shit together and has beef with you for some reason, could be someone at work, or they simply see you as “drama”

Leo - defensive over something very painful you’ve put them through, feels they’re right 💯

Virgo - could be buying/selling/moving homes or telling you about what’s going on at home

Libra - has an exciting new beginning & they’re leaving behind all of the less desirable bs, could literally be traveling somewhere

Scorpio - having serious money issues, something out of nowhere that could shock them…could need your help (if possible)

Sagittarius - working on things privately, time alone is helping them manifest their desires

Capricorn - loves you but isn’t committed, this could be an ex, or could just be an unconventional relationship of sorts

Aquarius - a very happy relationship, or business, some phase of this connection has come to a satisfying conclusion, could have an online business or podcast sort of thing with The World, if so it’s going well

Pisces - trapped to their ego in a negative sense, or is rising above negative cycles, addictions, things that have held them down or kept them trapped - could be either

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I posted 496 times in 2022

That's 115 more posts than 2021!

44 posts created (9%)

452 posts reblogged (91%)

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I tagged 491 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#imagine your f/o - 432 posts

#selfship imagines - 339 posts

#selfshipping - 75 posts

#oc f/o sophie - 50 posts

#oc f/o rina - 42 posts

#your f/o says - 36 posts

#oc f/o nettie - 27 posts

#oc f/o my pearl - 22 posts

#😳 - 16 posts

#dialogue prompts - 15 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#sally would try to wait outside but i'd convince her to sit with me on the bed let me braid her hair admit that maybe cuddles aren't so bad

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

If you've had a bad day,

Imagine Your F/O

whisking you away to spend the night with them.

Your F/O takes one look at you and stops dead in their tracks...

They turn on their heels,

and swiftly walk out of the room,

returning in short order with a big fluffly blanket...

"Permission to distract you?"

You nod,

and your F/O leans in and kisses you,

long and deep,

taking your breath away...

When they let you up for air,

you look up at them,

and they smile cheerfully back,

and promptly toss the blanket over your head...

If you weren't already flustered,

you certainly are now...

Then they sweep you off your feet,

literally,

and bridal carry you off to who knows where...

Well it's not all bad...

The blanket smells like your F/O,

and they're holding you right now,

and they can't see how much you're still blushing from that kiss earlier...

They put you down on something soft,

in a dimly lit room,

and crawl under the blanket with you...

They're so close,

and warm...

See the full post

199 notes - Posted August 18, 2022

#4

Imagine Your F/O

intent on spoiling you to an unreasonable extent after you've had a bad day.

(OR Imagine your S/I intent on spoiling your F/O to said unreasonable extent, but the text wouldn't really change enough to make two versions in this instance and the 'you being spoiled' post was more popular last time.)

(Also sorry I'm really touch starved right now so if you don't like hairplay, somewhat intimate sensory details (although nothing really explicit), or your F/O all over you, this might not be the (very long) imagine you're looking for.)

-"Welcome home, Darling~"

-"I can already tell today was bad, so how about we call 'today' officially over. Let's skip the couch tonight and get you straight into bed~"

-"Once you're safe in my arms, you can listen to me ramble about how I'm going to spend all of tomorrow spoiling you, until 'today' fades out into a warm and pleasant sleep~"

-"Don't worry if it's just for a short nap like last time. I just want your bad day to be over as soon as possible, and an excuse to hold you tightly in your soft, comfy pajamas and whisper sweet nothings in your ear until everything else just melts away~"

-"'Tomorrow' starts as soon as you wake up, and lasts as long as you need it to~ I'm fully prepared to spoil you until you feel better, no matter how long it takes~"

-"Oh I'm not exaggerating in the slightest. No. *strokes your hair* Matter. *strokes your hair* How. *strokes your hair* Long. *scoops you into a bridal carry* It. *wait, since when were you in your pajamas?* Takes~ *deep pressure of their hands on your back pulls you into their chest, as the familiar warmth of your weighted heating blanket makes your eyelids flutter* *strokes your hair*"

-"You think I'll get tired of caring for you? Oh Darling, my devotion is deep as the ocean~ Maybe even deeper, like your eyes~ You know, the ones I'd still be staring into right now, if they weren't getting too heavy to keep open~ *strokes your hair*"

-"You think you're not worth caring for? That's just the Bad Thoughts lying to you again... We'll see if they're still convincing after several days of me spoiling you literally every waking moment~ *strokes your hair*"

-"What about [chronic fatigue, or any other condition or aspect of your physical health that requires long-term care and will never go away]? I already said I'd never get tired of taking care of you, didn't I? That means for life. That includes tomorrow... *strokes your hair* and the tomorrow after that... *strokes your hair* and the tomorrow after that... *strokes your hair*"

-"Not enough spoons? I'll take care of it for you~ *strokes your hair* I'll keep track of any medication you need... *strokes your hair* make sure you stay hydrated... *strokes your hair* run you warm baths to ease your fatigue... *strokes your hair* get you on the spa table and give you slippery soap scrubs that feel like massages... *strokes your hair* wash your hair with your favorite scented lather... *strokes your hair* imagining that last one right now, aren't you~? *strokes your hair* give you actual massages... *strokes your hair*

-"What if you get so comfy you never want to get out of bed? Yeah I'm pretty sure you're well past half-asleep at this point~ *strokes your hair* Well, I'll build you a nice safe pillow fort to live in... *strokes your hair* with fairy lights and couch cushions so you can still nap on the couch even in bed... *strokes your hair* Looks like a new position just opened up for a professional weighted heating blanket tester... *strokes your hair* comes with unlimited hairplay *strokes your hair* *strokes your hair again to reinforce that last point* and nightly cuddle benefits... *strokes your hair* oh look, you're hired already... *strokes your hair* I'll cook all your favorite meals... *strokes your hair* serve them to you in bed... *strokes your hair* bring you [snacks, tea, books, games, etc]... *strokes your hair* carry you to the bathroom so you never technically have to get out of bed, even for that... *strokes your hair* make the bed for you, and change the sheets whenever they get messy while you're soaking in the tub... *strokes your hair* change you into fresh pajamas once you're basically a warm puddle... *strokes your hair* carry you back home to bed... *strokes your hair* then it's back to work... *strokes your hair* that weighted heating blanket isn't going to lull you to sleep by itself... *strokes your hair* you can sleep as long as you like... *strokes your hair* and when you wake up in my arms... *strokes your hair* it'll still be tomorrow... *strokes your hair* and I'll do it... *strokes your hair* All. *strokes your hair* Over. *strokes your hair* Again~ *strokes your hair* I love you. *strokes your hair* Forever... *strokes your hair* and ever... *strokes your hair* and... *strokes your hair*

-"...wait you actually heard all that? 😳 But I literally stroked your hair 45 times... You just wanted to say... you love me too...? 😳Oh. ☺️Oh... 🥰"

-"...and you're out like a light."

-"See you tomorrow~ *strokes your hair a 46th time*"

245 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

#3

Alternatively, if you'd prefer your F/O spoils you,

Imagine your F/O bringing you home like...

-Pulling you along by the hand like you're in a Ghibli movie up to their front door...

-Scooping you up and bridal carrying you inside...

-Plopping you down on the S/I Couch TM...

-"Welcome home! You live here now~ Make yourself comfortable~"

-"Here are some complimentary snacks and a weighted heating blanket~"

-"Your room's the 3rd door on the left. Don't worry, you'll actually be sleeping in my bed~"

-"Bathroom's at the end of the hall. I've already run a nice hot bath for you~"

-"While you take your bath, I'll cook you dinner~ Yes, I remember all your favorites~ Just leave it to me tonight~"

-"If you're feeling touch-starved, I'll happily give you a full-body massage after dinner~ Or we can just cuddle on the couch, if you prefer~"

-"Speaking of which, you're looking pretty tired already~ How about you take a little nap before your bath~? You can use my lap as a pillow~"

-"I'll be taking good care of you from now on~ Now let's turn on your heating blanket, and I'll stroke your hair until you get warm and sleepy~"

-"...Also I love you."

277 notes - Posted February 23, 2022

#2

Your F/O says "I love you,"

and also not to forget they wanna cuddle you later...

I think they mentioned dreaming about you? Like you were in their dreams last night? Or maybe it was like a daydream or something? Maybe they just think you're dreamy Idk... Anyway you should've seen the look on their face when your name came up... They totally had those little stars in their eyes... I'm telling you they're like head over heels for you...

278 notes - Posted August 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Imagine you're working on something in your room...

and you look over at your bed...

and your F/O is just lying there all comfortable in casual clothes...

maybe some loose-fitting shorts...

maybe your oversized hoodie...

you catch the corner of their eye...

and they look up and smile over at you...

maybe that's enough work for one night...

280 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

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[fatedwithmbc]

Embarrassments from this Weekend:

1. After trying every form of protein possibly on the market, I discovered it can make you very gassy. Not a problem if you’re not being social. Very BIG problem when you have an overnight at your romantic interests’ house. Thanks, Cancer, you slut.

2. I made a cake for my brother’s belated birthday dinner. The very first thing I stated was, “it’s flat”. The very first thing my brother said was, “it’s missing some height”.

3. Emotional posts on my social media accounts were abundant this weekend. Today marks 2 years since my Dad’s passing. I’m in full “grief” mode. It also makes me think about my own passing. I just keep thinking, I’m also Stage IV, I can’t have much time left… who knows.

4. Admitting to myself how much I missed, and actually crave physical touch from someone who cares about me. I mean hugs, spooning, holding hands; you know, PG-13, innocent PDA. It’s made me realize, you need to hug whoever you love. You need physical touch to feel loved; whether it’s a hug platonically, or a family member, or even romantically.

5. Confessing to “E” that he couldn’t buy a new Michigan hat because I already had — for him. Which in turn left me feeling as if I have put the cart before the horse. Is it too soon for gifts? I mean, his birthday is in 2 weeks and I am fully prepared, despite our lack of “status”. I care for him and this is how I’d behave for anyone I care for - and cutting the shit: I’m excited about where “we” could be headed.

Amazing Things from this Weekend:

1. Time with “E”. Seeing him in person definitely solidified things for me. We’re oddly comfortable around each other. We can be quiet without it being awkward. There’s banter. Which I love the most. His demeanor is serious, yet caring - hard and soft; a complete paradox that I somehow understand. We cuddled watching Unsolved Mysteries with “R” taking up the middle between us. We went to bed— and had deeply open conversations, like kids at a sleepover refusing to go to bed. Sleep finally came, and I could have stayed in the most intentional yet gentle embrace in his arms forever. I slept well, and without the aid of medicines for the first time in ages. He let me sleep later as he took care of “R”. I made his bed and readied to leave- but not before discussing plans to see each other soon. True gentleman that he is, he walked me out to my car, gave me the best hug in the world and said “Text me when you’re home”. That important line that means someone cares for you. I hope this continues to trend positively. We’ve not stopped talking since I left.

2. Celebrating my Brother; his happiness is my happiness. Knowing he loved his gifts, enjoyed the cake I made for him and is opening up with me again is more than I could ever ask for. I’ve missed him. We won’t ever be the same, but we’re healing and adapting. We’re making our family important.

3. Seeing my Nephew — including the best greeting: his smiling face and excited voice beaming “Asheley!” Our silly games, our hugs and our good-byes. All of it, with him, is special and precious to me.

4. Learning the Buttercream Frosting recipe from Mom-Mom

5. Selecting the flowers for Dad’s bouquet, ensuring the depth and meaning I am always looking for was accomplished. Red Roses - Love; White Roses - Loyalty; Amaranth - Admiration & Friendship.

6. A Georgia mug was added to my “You Are Here” collection from Starbucks; courtesy of my SIL and Brother.

7. Pep-talks from my amazing Bestie (also identifiable as “E”) really helped calm my nerves on Friday. And she is feeling better after having COVID. She’s in the top 3 of my biggest supporters/carers. I’m so glad I have a solid friendship to rely on and that makes me feel entirely supported.

8. I won $59 on random lottery winnings which coincided with Dad’s birth year on the day of his death date. It was a weird universe, coincidence thing. And I love those types of “signs”.

Random Ramblings:

MBC has totally stolen my appetite and desire for food. I’m dying from these daily protein in-take targets. “E” cares about my protein in-take. He asks about my goal and progress each day. Plant protein is very “dry”. “Whey” protein tastes awful. I have one item I bought that I have left to try. The bottom line is that I don’t know how I can force myself to eat. It’s so damn hard. Especially because once you haven’t eaten for awhile, not eating food seems natural.

I started feeling neuropathy, (thanks again, Cancer), for the first time since taking the Kisqali. It’s in my hand. Totally can’t feel the objects in my hand when I hold them (only periodically). It feels like pins and needles or like it’s “sleeping”.

I discovered a storefront that does Tarot Readings in a town nearby. I’m going this week since I’m on a forced LOA. Forced LOA definitely frees up ones’ calendar. I am super interested in how the reading will progress and what it will ultimately reveal. I also reached out to some relatives about a possible trip to NY state during my LOA.

I’m exhausted, but still not sleeping without the aid of pills.

I have a few appointments this week. Nothing major. No shots, no labs, no surgery.

I’m successfully avoiding the bathroom scale. But admittedly, I’ll weigh myself tomorrow.

The End.

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Right Place, Right Time (Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Reader)

Description: Rooster stood in front of your house at 5 AM. You had said you wanted to make the most of the time he had off this week. Rooster, being Rooster, decided to play into this a bit too literally. Yet, his plans change in an instant when he can see you through the front window restlessly pacing throughout your house. (No use of y/n).

Word Count: 2.0K

TW: None really, dealing with stress-induced insomnia in the most fluffy way possible

✨Gender Neutral Reader✨

GIF is not mine, credit to the shown acct.

This was gonna be so good. Rooster was always up for a good joke. Something his mom said he got from his dad. He full well knew that him showing up at your door before dawn ready to go on a sunrise run was not what you had meant when you said, “you wanted to spend the whole weekend with him.” But, it was just a perfect opportunity for Mr. Bradshaw to get a rise out of you. He also quite enjoyed poking fun at your night-owlish tendencies. So, clad in a muscle tee, a pair of Navy shorts and his sneakers, he walked up to your house after parking down the street a ways to add to the secrecy of his arrival.

Sure, he knows you won’t bite at the offer. Depending on your reaction he plans to either go on the run himself and then make you breakfast or convince you to let him cuddle you as you slept. The joke was good, but he has good intentions behind it. He can’t help but take your request a bit too literally, it’s all he wanted. After weeks of training and missions, he just wanted to be with you.

Rooster stops in his tracks seeing your living room light was on. Weird. You didn’t work on the weekends, and you definitely were not up in the mornings voluntarily. Maybe you forgot the light last night? Just as he’s settled with that conclusion, he notices a shadow lurking past the wall behind the living room lamp.

Someone breaking in? That was literally his only conclusion. Then he recognized the shadowy figure to possess a very familiar stature, your stature. Just for a moment, he stood there and watched as your shadow got closer to the light, passed the light, turned and then passed the light again. Sleepwalking? If any of the neighbors were going to work right now, they definitely thought Bradley was a stalker, the way he was just standing in your driveway staring in your window. But you didn’t notice.

Does he knock? Would that startle you and wake you up? That whole never wake a sleepwalker is a myth, right? Eh, might as well be safe and just use the spare key. He walks up to your front porch eyeing the flower box in front of the window. Reaching his hand in the front, he feels the key pressed between the wooden flower box and the dirt. Brushing it off he unlocks your door. Slowly and silently, he slips inside the house. Your creaky door (which he has been meaning to fix) does not make it easy for a silent entrance. It seems that he can only inch the door centimeter by centimeter to let it close. When it finally does he notices the sound of your footsteps getting closer from down the hall.

He's never interacted with a sleepwalker before, he has no idea what to do. When you round the corner with your eyes glued to the floor you seemed peaceful. What was not so peaceful is the moment your head snapped up towards him and you screamed. Somehow, Bradley had fully convinced himself you were sleepwalking, expecting to gently coax you back to bed. So, when you scream, he does too.

Legitimately frightened, you stumble back with a hand on your chest. It doesn’t take more than a second to realize it’s Bradley, but your heart is still racing.

“WOAH WOAH WOAH, BABE IT’S JUST ME!” He whisper-yells, holding up his hands in defense, remembering just how close your neighbors were.

“WHY ARE YOU HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?” You whisper-yell back at him.

“MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? IT’S 5AM.” He retorts. You twist your head in the direction of the living room clock and see he was indeed correct.

“It’s 5? Already?”

Now Rooster is doing that concerned mom thing with his hands on his hips eyeing you up and down.

“Wait why are you here at 5AM?” You continue. He leans back, rubbing the back of his head.

“It was, well I was, never mind that, what do you mean already?” He starts to notice your sunken look.

Unsatisfied that you didn’t get an answer, you can’t deny your side of this is probably more concerning. But you didn’t feel like hashing that whole situation out right now. Just then it occurs to you this is the first time you’ve seen Bradley in weeks, you should be hugging him, not yelling at him.

“Well, either way, I’m glad you’re back safe.” You mumble walking up to him and burying your head in his chest. He instinctively wraps his arms around you. You feel one of his hands gently rub up and down your back. Being this close to him is just so, relaxing, but not enough. Soon, he pulls you back a bit.

“Honey, have you slept at all?” he whispers.

You can’t lie, not to Bradley.

“No, but it’s really not…” he pulls you back further, a bit more harshly, but you know it's out of concern.

“No? Like nothing at all since yesterday?” He's starting to get louder.

You shake your head.

“Roos, it’s alri…”

He cups your face with his hands, “Honey, that’s not alright. You need sleep. What’s going on?”

You shrug, pulling away.

“I’ve literally tried everything, warm shower, relaxing music, melatonin, meditation podcasts and even breathing exercises.” You throw your hands up in frustration, he is quick to grab your hands and gently place them back at your sides. You notice he's quiet for a moment, he's keeping eye contact with you while taking deep breaths, likely trying to encourage you to do the same. You start to take longer breaths and you see a small smile on his face. "There you go." He encourages, rubbing your arm gently.

“Well, that didn’t answer my question. What’s going on that’s keeping you up?”

“What isn’t keeping me up?” you shake your head. He tilts his in confusion. You continue your explanation.

“Work is constantly chaotic, my boss has alluded to promoting some people and it’s turned my coworkers into Hunger Games Tributes, all day long it’s just everyone throwing everyone else under the bus. I’m trying to file taxes and keep scaring myself that I’m gonna mess them up and wind up in jail. Apparently, my grandmother’s laptop has been hacked and I spent all of today with her on the phone trying to convince her to talk to the Geek Squad at Best Buy. The Home Owners Association just announced this week that they require the grass cut diagonally, and each violation will be a $50 fine each week starting this Monday.” Rooster goes to say something but you cut him off. “Oh, and yes, of course, my lawnmower is broken.”

He decides to hold his tongue, not that he was going to say anything vile, just it didn’t seem like his words were needed right now. He lifts your head with the side of his hand to meet your eyes, just to see the tears welling up in them.

“I-I just wanted a bit of time to myself after this day, but my brain isn’t letting me do that, not even to sleep. I laid down at 11 gave up around 3:30.”

He pulls you back into another hug, this one is much longer. You can tell he is intentionally breathing deep to relax you a bit, encouraging you to do the same. He accompanies this with leading you in a subtle sway.

“That’s a lot to handle.” He whispers as he kisses the side of your temple. You nod into his chest. He brings a hand up to the side of your face again and guides you to meet his eyes, but he doesn’t lean back at all, keeping you securely in his embrace.

“Luckily, I can help with almost all of those problems. Maybe not the Hunger Games situation though.”

You laugh, which causes some pent-up tears to roll down your cheeks.

“You can?”

“Mhm.” He wipes away your tears with his thumbs before pressing your head back to his chest and starts to sway a bit more, effectively rocking you side to side, just as if you were dancing.

“We can deal with most of them later, but for now, we’ll focus on the one at hand.”

“Which one is that?” You ask, putting your chin on his chest to look up at him.

“Getting you some sleep.”

“Bradley, I’ve tri…”

“Well you got me now. If you’ll have me.”

Truthfully, you and Bradley hadn’t done… much together. You actually had never slept in the same bed, inciting Rooster’s apprehension when suggesting this. You didn't mind though. This was just Bradley trying to help you. Frankly, you'd love to cuddle with him, but there again, you didn't want to bother him.

“But it’s like the morning, you look like you wanted to go on a run or something.” you reason. He shakes his head softly.

“It's 5 AM. No one should be up right now. I was actually hoping you'd let me sleep in with you. There's no place I rather be. You're going to be sleeping in no time." Now it's your turn to shake your head.

“It might take me forever to fall asleep, don't feel bad if you fall asleep first.”

"I'm not sleeping till you're out, however long it takes." He says as kisses the side of your head. Yet, from the look of your evident exhaustion, Bradley could tell it wouldn't take too long. He pulls you back a bit. to look at you. “We got all weekend. What do you say, will you give me a shot?”

You nod and he smiles, placing a sweet kiss on your lips. Without any warning, he reaches behind your legs, lifting up into his arms to where you could wrap your arms and legs around him. Already you feel a bit more relaxed, you tuck your head into the crook of his shoulder as he walks up the stairs to your bedroom. Something about just being in his arms was intoxicating. You could feel his steady breaths, his heartbeat and he smelled amazing. And something about how gentle he was being and that he here to take care of you, it might just be enough to lull you to sleep.

He sets you back down on the side of your unmade bed. He takes your legs and tucks them beneath the covers. As you adjust, he makes quick work of straightening up the comforter back squarely on your bed. Toeing off his shoes and socks, he stops for a second looking at you questioningly.

"Is it alright if I?" He tugs at the hem of his shirt. You nod smiling, trying to hide the blush rising to your face. In one quick motion his shirt is on the floor as he slides into the bed next to you.

You've cuddled before, but never in bed, or with Bradley shirtless (not that, that was a problem). It's almost as Bradley sensed your nerves. He slides closer to you, taking his arm and snaking it behind your shoulders. With that same hand, he guides your head to the side of his neck as he slowly lowers you both down to lie down in the bed. Turning into him, you wrap your upper arm around his torso as you cuddle closer. This feels amazing. It is like when he was carrying you moments ago, but even better. The warmth radiating from him amplifies his relaxing gestures.

"Comfy?" He mumbles looking down to you to which you hum happily in response. He smiles, kissing the side of your head once more.

It took some time, but after thirty minutes of sweet kisses, soft compliments, playing with your hair and having you snugly tucked into his side, Bradley noticed your breathing began to even out. The stress that had once been straining your features has evaporated from your sleeping face. Mission Accomplished. While his day was looking like it was going to be full of errands later, he didn’t mind, as long as you slept through the whole thing.

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A/N: Hi! Thanks for reading! This is my first TGM fic! I have a few Rooster fics in the works, but this one had a lot less editing for me to complete so hence I could post it sooner. I should have at least one more out sometime this weekend, so keep an eye out for that if you're interested. Thanks again for reading. :)

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[saltydumplings]

I KNOW YOU JUST POSTED IT BUT IF YOU WANT CAN YOU DO A CONTINUATION TO SNIPPET 5? THANKS <333 ITS SO GOOD

Snippet #5.4

Part 4

More of Snippet 5? Hmm, no: can't do it - not possible...lol just kidding, I love this one!

The hero was never leaving this place.

If anything, they'd almost fully settled into it.

Almost.

The supervillain had been telling the truth: the hero's punishment was, um, very educational. So educational, in fact, that the hero hadn't just learnt a thing or two about the supervillain but also about themself-- but that was besides the point! The point was that they now knew exactly what they were up against. The supervillain had showed them each and every one of their powers and - though focusing was admittedly a little difficult at times - the hero had observed them all intently and come to a conclusion...

They couldn't beat them.

It was as simple as that - the hero just didn't have the power to do it. They were a mere super-soldier type: your basic enhanced human. And the supervillain, well...the supervillain was some kind of god. But just because the hero couldn't beat them didn't mean they couldn't escape them. In fact, the hero was confident that they could escape, they just needed to find out the one thing the supervillain hadn't told them: their weakness.

They had to have one - no way was someone that powerful without having some kind of limitation. Hell, the supervillain could have chosen to run the whole city and they hadn't. Why not? Why have all that power only to use it to rob banks and then scare people away after you had all the money you could possibly want? Why not go bigger - aim higher?

They remembered the one thing the supervillain had said to them then: 'too easy that way.' There were powers that the other never used - didn't want to use because fights apparently weren't challenging enough for them that way. The supervillain didn't want to just win, they wanted to earn their victory the hard way. Actually, the more the hero thought about it, the more they realised that the supervillain tended to only act when it came to what they wanted.

So maybe they didn't want to takeover the city. Maybe they just wanted the money and nothing else. Then again two years ago another villain had tried taking over and the supervillain had made an appearance solely for the purpose of killing them. After that they'd simply disappeared back to their lair again. God, the hero didn't know what the supervillain wanted. Nothing about them really seemed to make sense... But perhaps the supervillain couldn't actually get what they wanted. Perhaps whatever their weakness was it was stopping them from--

"Perhaps weakness is the cost of want."

The hero jumped in surprise - only just managing to rescue the bowl of popcorn from falling off their lap. They were cuddled up on the sofa, wrapped cosily in a blanket and watching a movie when their mind had wandered.

"Perhaps I've already paid it gladly," the supervillain said.

The hero turned to glare at them as they sat down, hating the way the other always managed to scare them so easily. "Stop doing that!"

The supervillain smirked. "Doing what?" They reached out to take a piece of popcorn only for the hero to slap their hand away.

"Can't you just enter a room normally?" the hero asked.

"I think you forget, darling," the supervillain began, leaning closer until the hero could feel the other's breath upon their lips, "that you are the guest here. This is my house, and I shall enter the room however I please."

The hero shivered, eyes slipping shut for a second as they expected to feel the supervillain's lips upon their own...but nothing happened. In fact, when they opened their eyes again they found that the other had moved away - gaze focused ahead on the film whilst they stuffed popcorn into their mouth, having apparently stolen the bowl from right under the hero's nose when they were distracted.

The hero flushed. "Hey, give that back--"

"Were you thinking of leaving again?"

As soon as the hero reached out to reclaim their food they found their wrists caught by the coil of rope that always hung from the supervillain's belt. It had been a while since they used it, actually. The hero had learnt the other had far more powerful talents than this - hell, this was simple - but that didn't make it any less effective. They didn't even struggle, just let the rope slither around their arms and tug them forward over the supervillain's lap.

"S-Seriously?!"

"Yes, seriously," the supervillain said. With some amusement, they let the bowl of popcorn rest upon the hero's back. "I would have thought yesterday's lesson would have taught you better than to have such dangerous thoughts..."

Below them the hero simply huffed. "I can't just control what I think - it's not that easy."

"Funny. You hardly seemed to make any effort to stop yourself."

"That's because I finally seemed to be getting close to something."

"And what makes you think that?"

The hero turned their head to look back at the other, the supervillain's gaze meeting their own without hesitation. "Would you have interrupted me if I wasn't?" they asked.

A pause.

"Did I interrupt you?" the supervillain questioned back.

The hero frowned. "Of course you did, you--"

"If I remember correctly, I was trying to give you a hint. It's not my fault if you were too busy being scared to notice."

A sharp grin appeared on the supervillain's face then, and they watched with great interest as the hero scrambled to remember what they'd said - the other's thoughts becoming jumbled and confused and ultimately pulling a blank. The supervillain's smile widened, and they stroked a hand through the hero's hair.

"Having trouble remembering?" they teased.

"N-No!" the hero said, the supervillain recognising the stubborn pout upon their face immediately. "I'm fine."

"Oh, so you don't want a reminder then?"

The hero froze. "You're lying."

"Am I?"

"Why would you willingly give me a hint when I was trying to figure out your weakness?" the hero asked suspiciously.

"That wasn't the only thing you were trying to figure out," the supervillain said. "You also questioned what it is that I want."

The hero thought about that for a second. "So which is it for then? The hint - was it about your weakness or what you want?"

The supervillain smiled. "Both. They are the same."

The hero had barely registered the other's words before the supervillain simply disappeared from beneath them, the hero scrambling to stay in position so their popcorn wouldn't spill. Slowly they lowered their hips down until they were laying fully, letting out a sigh as the bowl remained balanced on their back.

Both.

The supervillain wanted the very thing that made them weak.

But what was it? Why would they want it when it could harm them? What could the supervillain possibly want so much that they would be willing to take such a massive risk - to... to already have taken such a massive risk.

Perhaps weakness is the cost of want.

Perhaps I've already paid it gladly.

The hero remembered what the other had said to them now. But, if anything, it only made them more confused. Not to mention, it wasn't their most pressing issue at that moment...

The hero's hands were still bound in front of them, and they couldn't move without running the risk of spilling their precious popcorn. The supervillain truly was evil. The hero simply hoped that they figured a way out of this before they had to start begging the other to come back again.

[xxsabitoxx]

Kamaboko Squad Soulmate Head Canons

Genya and Kanao are included in this!

Reader is Gender Neutral

No smut since all characters are minors!

Possible spoilers for Nezuko?

Tanjiro

Just like I said with Rengoku, if you are tanjiro’s soulmate — you are the chosen one

He will listen to you talk for hours upon hours

He adores every little thing about you and refuses to believe you have any flaws, your his soulmate he adores you nonetheless

Constantly checking on you to make sure you’ve eaten and are well rested

Sends you letters about his and Nezuko’s missions if he is gone for a while

He loves taking you out on small dates — walks around the garden, taking you to an udon stand, watching the stars on nights he’s not away

You’re the first person he really opened up to about his past

He also loves that you love Nezuko and don’t see her any different regardless of being a demon

He wants to ask you to marry, but he feels you’re both too young (he doesn’t really know how long he’ll live…)

Nezuko

As a demon

She can’t really talk, but she shows her affection through actions

She’ll often sit next to you

She’ll play with your hair and paint your nails (sloppily but she’s trying)

She falls asleep on you, trusting you to put her back in her box before the sun rises

She’ll wander around the butterfly estate and bring you flowers Tanjiro helped her pick

As a human

Her love language is food, she loves making you breakfast, lunch or dinner whenever she gets the chance

she has big sister tendencies in her, just like Tanjiro she is constantly checking on you and making sure you’ve slept well

She loves going on adventures with you, together you’ll find small gifts to bring to the others

She loves listen, but also loves to talk about anything and everything

She’s thankful for you sticking with her, regardless of her situation

Zenitsu

He’s a little overbearing

But his intentions are good

He will do whatever you ask him no questions asked

He gushes about you to everyone

People often have to try and change the subject to get him to stop

He will get you gifts all the time to show his love

He gets worried you’ll leave him regardless of the soulmate status

Give him even 5% of the energy and affection he gives you and he will be set for life (you better give him more tho >:( he needs it)

He proposed to you only a month after finding out you were his soulmate. His mentality is the opposite of Tanjiro’s

He already refers to you as his husband/wife/partner to everyone anyways, why not make it official

Inosuke

He doesn’t understand the concept at all

All that matters to him is that you stay by his side

And…feed him

He gets the concept after a while, only after realizing how precious you are to him

He brings you acorns all the time

He also appreciates that you keep them

He loves your cooking, similar to Nezuko his love language is food. Make him a good meal and he will never leave your side

He likes to bring up that you are his soulmate whenever someone tries to hit on you. He may not fully grasp the concept but he definitely knows when to use it in a fight

You actually asked him to marry, later on in life. He was more than happy to do so, so long as you stayed by his side (he is honestly afraid you’ll disappear)

Kanao

She feels bad you got her as a soulmate

For the first month or two after finding out, she’s very apologetic the few times she speaks

You bring her flowers often, encouraging her to speak to you

It takes a lot of convincing, but she stops feeling so guilty that you have her as a soulmate

She ends up opening up to you slowly, asking Aoi for help to make you a meal and using that as a way to start a conversation

Once she is fully comfortable, she loves to cuddle

Turns out physical touch is her preferred love language

She is content so long as you are.

So if you wanted to marry? She’s happy to.

If you never want to? She’s also happy with that

As long as you stick with her, she doesn’t mind what you want

Genya

Oh boy.

It’s going to take him a good week to be able to look at you without becoming a flustered mess

He’s obsessed with you the moment he found out you were his soulmate

He became insecure quickly, worrying you’d be frightened by his appearance

He is always super shy around you, even after he gets comfortable

It’s a crazy concept for him to believe you are his

He loves rescuing animals with you

He also loves that you read to him, your voice is very soothing for him

He will give you items of his clothing to wear from time to time, thinking you look cute in them

He’s touched by how observant you are. You always remember his favorite foods, stories, places etc

You asked him to marry, leaving him so surprised you worried you’d broke him

He’s a sweetheart for you

[forever-rogue]

Oblivious

A/N | This is just a little sweet fluff with Buckaroo. It’s also a late little happy birthday for @falcor-thee-luck-dragon! I hope you (and everyone else) enjoys!

Summary | You’d think Bucky wouldn’t be so oblivious but...he was. 

Pairing | Bucky x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.9k

Warnings | language

Masterlists | Bucky, Main

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James Buchanan Barnes aka Bucky Barnes was a man of many talents and had a vast knowledge of a variety of things. Sometimes, however, things were so obvious and clear that they went right over his head. You could hit him in the face with a 2x4 and he wouldn’t know what happened oblivious. Like the fact that you, his girlfriend of almost a year, had the strange and peculiar ability to communicate with animals. You’d never hid it, nor explicitly told him about it, thinking it would be funny to see how long it would take him to catch on. 330 days (and counting) in and he hadn’t.

Bucky grabbed his phone, scrolling through his social media feeds quickly before pulling up Spotify and turning to his secret indulgence playlist - classical Italian Opera. Yeah. It was just a thing he had happened to really like for no particular reason. The only other living souls in his apartment with him were Archie, your black and white speckled mutt and Alpine, Bucky’s snow white cat. You were currently out of town for work and had asked Bucky if he minded watching Archie, to which he had of course said yes. It was no secret that Archie loved Bucky almost as much as you and vice versa - he was the goodest boy as Bucky had proclaimed. Plus, the cat and dog got along like they were old best friends. 

Trailing into the bathroom, he stripped off his t-shirt and pajama pants as Archie laid on the bed and offered him a dismissal look. Alpine was tucked into his side as she slept soundly, paying no attention to her owner. 

As he turned on the shower and let the water warm up, he finished stripping off his clothes before deciding to sing along with his music as best as he could. Bucky didn’t speak Italian. It showed. But he was passionate about giving it all as he got ready to take on the day. Archie groaned as Bucky hit a particularly high note, burying his face under the soft duvet. 

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“You ever gonna ask her the question?” Sam raised an eyebrow at Bucky as the two men walked alongside the creek. Bucky had decided that ice cream and a walk for Archie were called for, so he’d taken advantage of the nice weather and gone outside. Missing your company, despite you only having been gone for a few days, he’d called up Sam and convinced him to meet up. Not that it took much convincing; the men were as thick as thieves, no matter how much they denied it. Co-workers, partners - best friends. 

“Umm,” Bucky’s eyes widened as he almost choked on his ice cream, awkwardly coughing to cover up his nerves. Sam just snickered in response as he realized he already had his answer. After a moment he slowly nodded, “I have the ring...it’s been sitting in the sock drawer.”

“Sock drawer,” Sam snorted and shook his head as a flush of red colored Bucky’s neck and ears, “classic. When are you going to do it?”

“I don’t know,” Bucky sighed as he broke off a piece of waffle cone and handed it to Archie, who had been listening in very intently, “I want to...but what if it’s too soon. We technically don’t even live together yet-”

“Doesn’t she like to spend her time at yours? She’s practically moved in...most of the stuff at your place is hers anyway,” Sam reminded him as Bucky made a small, noncommittal sound. It was true - when you’d first met Bucky his place had been minimal and bare. Now, with your time and touch, it felt like a home; a home you had lovingly built with him. Sam bumped Bucky’s shoulder with his, “just get it all done in one swoop. She’ll say yes.”

Archie made a small sound, agreeing with Sam as he rubbed his snout against Bucky’s thigh. He visibly relaxed as he nodded, hoping that this would be enough to psych him up, “I’ll think about it-”

“No thinking about it,” Sam tutted gently, “you’re going to do it. You’ve been a fool - a straight up head over heels in love fool - since you’ve met her. You’re going to ask.”

“Sam…”

“How long have you had the ring?”

“Sam.”

“Bucky.”

“A few weeks after we started dating,” Bucky cast his glance at the ground as warmth flushed up in his cheeks. He’d expected Sam to burst out in laughter, but luckily the other man said nothing, but a smile stretched across his features, “it seems so silly but you know..I just felt like I knew.”

“Sometimes you do,” Sam agreed, putting his arm around his shoulder and pulling him for a quick hug, “you just gotta do it, Buck. She won’t say no.”

Archie barked in response, looking between the two men, wagging his tail excitedly. Sam offered him a few pets before nodding in response.

“She comes home in a few days,” he couldn’t wait to pick you up from the airport and have you jump into his arms while he finally got to hold you again, “I’ve got until then to pluck up the courage.”

“Just don’t lay it on her right away…” Sam snorted as he picked Bucky running up to you immediately pouring his heart out to you. Not a good idea, “give her a moment to be calm and breath.”

“Shut up,” Bucky huffed as he finished the rest of his ice cream, “I’ve got this!”

“We’re all counting on that!”

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Bucky set the empty popcorn bowl back on the coffee table as he tried not to sniffle too loudly. His eyes were misty and burning with unshed tears as he watched whatever cheesy romance he had randomly selected. He pulled the soft blanket he was curled up in higher, savoring the fact that it still managed to have a faint bit of your smell on it. Alpine was curled up on the back of the couch, snoozing away while Archie was laying next to him, his head resting on Bucky’s thigh. He was on and off sleeping, but had peeped open an eye when he first heard Bucky sniffle. 

“They’re in love,” he whispered gently, unsure if he was speaking to himself or talking to his furry companions. He was scratching Archie’s ears as he watched the scenes play out on the screen, “but they can’t be together. Their families would never allow it.”

Archie huffed lightly as he burrowed further into Bucky’s touch. It was the first time he’d seen the man get so emotional over the movie. Bucky had feelings, plenty of them, of course, but there was something about the movie he’d picked, combined with how much he was missing you that caused him to just lose it. It was like the dam had burst and his emotions were out of control.

He sat back and watched the rest of the movie in silence, a few tears running down his cheeks as he watched the love story play out. By the end of the movie, Archie was fully in his lap and Alpine was resting on his chest, “he left everything behind for her, so they could start a new life together far away. They really were next to meant to be together. It’s beautiful.”

The furry little ones were absolutely  going to tell you about this. 

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Archie yawned and slowly stretched before hopping down from the couch and heading towards Bucky’s bedroom. He tried to nose the door open as he learned to do, but was stopped when he found that it was closed all the way. His head tilted in curiosity and whined softly as he tried to see if Bucky was awake so he would let him in. 

As soon as he did, the dog regretted it. All he could hear coming from inside was the soft sounds coming from Bucky. Soft moans and sounds and gentle whispers of your name. His eyes widened as the dog took off down the hall and ran back into the living room, flopping down on his dog bed and cuddling up to Alpine as he tried to empty his mind. All the poor dog had wanted to do was to sleep in the big soft bed - not be scarred for life. 

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“Bucky!” as soon as you’d gotten cleared and walked through arrivals and gotten your single bag, you’d kept your eyes peeled for Bucky. It didn’t take long to find him, standing near the back, blue eyes scanning the arrivals with a hopeful little smile on his face. You almost dropped your bag as you ran over to him. As soon as you were in arm’s reach, you dropped everything to the ground, and Bucky effortlessly scooped you up in his arms. You threw your arms around his neck as he held you in a tight embrace, “James. I’ve missed you so much.”

“I missed you too,” he sighed in content, happy to have you in his arms once again. Everything about you set his soul on fire, as he held onto you as tightly as possible. After a moment, he slowly set you back down, but not before peppering your face in gentle kisses, “you’re so beautiful.”

“Bucky,” you reached up and gently touched his cheek, “you’re too much. I’m so glad to be home.”

“Not quite yet.”

“Sure I am,” you insisted quietly, “I’m here with you. You’re my home, Bucky.”

The small velvet box was practically burning a hole in his pocket as you looked at him like he was everything - your whole world (he was). Unable to form a proper sentence, he  grabbed your face and pulled you close to him, crashing his lips onto yours, kissing you like you weren’t in the middle of a crowded airport. He could feel you smiling against his lips, reluctantly breaking apart from you only once you were both breathless. 

“What was that for?” you asked shyly, feeling your face flush with warmth as he picked up your bags for you. You were watching him with pure adoration as he reached for your hand and laced your fingers together. 

“Nothing,” he shrugged softly, “jus’ missed you is all, pretty girl.”

“I missed you too, Bucky,” you promised, “I love you.”

“I love you more than all the moon and stars, pretty girl.”

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“What?” you asked as Archie came into the kitchen and sat down, watching you intently as you finished up the cookies you had been working. Bucky was busy with Sam that afternoon, so you’d decided to make a little sweet treat for both of you. You’d been home for a few days and fallen into an easy routine, having opted to stay with Bucky for the time being rather than going back to your own place, “you’ve got something to say, I can tell.”

Just missed you. I like when you’re home, you and Bucky. And Alpine. 

“I missed you too, buddy,” you promised, leaning over to his head a gentle pet, “did you have fun while I was gone?”

Yes. Bucky takes good care of me. I like Alpine too. She’s nice.

“I happen to like them a lot too,” you grinned at your friend, “I’m glad you do too. I think...I really love him, Archie. I think, no, I know - he’s the one.”

He thinks so too. He told Sam you’re the one - and us too. 

“Really?” you almost dropped the cookies you were plating up in surprise as you bit the inside of your cheek to keep from squealing in excitement, “you’re not messing with me, are you?”

It’s true. He’s got...well, you’ll see. He likes romance movies apparently. And singing opera.

“Oh?”

He was watching a movie. He ate two bowls of popcorn and cried. He let me and Alpine sit on him though so it was okay. He sings opera when he showers in the morning. He’s not good but he tries.

“Archie! Don’t be a meanie,” you chuckled as you tried to picture the scene. It would have been hilarious to see. You’d always known Bucky had a soft side, you just didn’t know how soft, “but I will remember that and use it to my advantage when I want to watch a cheesy movie.”

Please do. He gives good pets when he’s in that mood. He always gives good pets.

“He’s a good man,” you grinned as you reached over the counter for a good treat that you easily tossed to him, “I really love him.”

He really loves you. One night I...never mind.

“No, no,” you shook your head as you waggled another treat at him, “out with it! Or I’ll hide all of your treats!”

Fine. But you didn’t hear it from me - I wanted to sleep in the big bed one night and the door was closed and I heard him. He was...saying your name.

Your brows narrowed in confusion for a moment as you pulled another treat out and twirled it in your fingers for a moment. Then you hit you, what he had meant, “oh. Oh. That is...good to know, I suppose.”

Not for me. I just wanted to sleep, not...hear that.

“Sorry buddy,” you snorted as you handed him another treat, “that will stay between us. Besides...he still doesn’t know we can communicate. I wonder if he’ll ever put two and two together?”

You could just tell him.

“But where’s the fun in that?” you teased as the door opened and Bucky walked in, a giant grin on his face. You looked at Archie and shot him a wink before turning to Bucky, “hello, my love. You’re just in time! Cookies are done and cooled!”

“Oh, my sweet girl,” Bucky came over and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before petting Archie, “I love you. Is someone here? I could have sworn you were talking to someone…”

“Nope,” you (half) lied, covering up with a brilliant smile, “just me and the dog and cat.”

“Oh,” he shrugged, thinking it was just his imagination, “what’s all this? Cookies -  whatever for?”

“Just because I love you,” you grinned as Archie groaned and laid down, “both of you!”

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You stopped for a moment to catch your breath as you reached one of the peaks of the small mountain you and Bucky were hiking. It was a glorious day so you’d decided there was no better plan than to get out and enjoy nature. He had no problem at any point, even offering to piggy back you when you’d grown tired; you’d just defiantly stuck your tongue out at the super soldier and carried on. 

“This view is absolutely breathtaking,” you looked over the small cliff, admiring the tranquil expanse of the woods in front of you. Bucky was at your side, his eyes on you the entire time.

“Yeah,” he agreed with a grin, “it’s pretty amazin’.”

“Bucky,” you turned around and rolled your eyes at him as he pulled you in for a kiss, causing you to break into a fit of giggles, “I’m all gross and sweaty!”

“Don’t care,” he insisted as his hands found purchase on your waist and pulled you closer against him, his lips already ghosting over yours, “jus’ want you, baby.”

“Bucky,” his name was soft on your lips, but before anything else could happen, you were stopped by a small, almost nervous little voice from up above. 

Umm, hi! I don’t want to interrupt but…

You pulled back from Bucky for a moment before looking at the tree, where you found a small squirrel sitting on a branch and watching you both. Bucky was surprised for a moment but calmed when you gave his shoulder a squeeze and gently moved past him and towards your new friend.

“Hi,” you smiled at her and offered a smile, picking up an acorn and handing it over to her, “is everything alright?”

Oh yes. I just wanted to let you know there’s a big group of people coming. If you want some privacy you should go somewhere more secluded! They’re pretty loud, I don’t like big groups.

“Oh!” you giggled as you could only imagine the awkward scenario if you’d been caught, “thanks for the heads up! We’ll definitely get out of here. I’m sorry you have to deal with all the noise.”

It’s okay. I’m going back to my nest now! If you go down the hill, there’s a more private path that leads back down the mountain. There’s signs if you need them.

“Why thank you,” you grinned as you reached up and she let you pet her, “you’ve been very helpful. Maybe one day we’ll see each other again.“

No problem. I hope so too! Thank you for the acorn!

“Anytime,” you promised as she scurried away with her new treasure. You shook your head in amusement as you turned back around to Bucky, to find him watching you with wide eyes. He wasn’t quite sure what had just happened, almost wondering if he was hallucinating. Had you just gone mad and tried to speak to a squirrel? You laughed lightly at the shocked look on his features,  “oh.”

“What was...what was that?” he asked as you rejoined him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His eyes were still scanning the branch the small squirrel had just occupied. 

“She was just warning us that there’s a group of hikers coming our way and we should find someplace more private,” you said as if it was no big deal. It didn’t help Bucky in the slightest.

“She? A warning...how….That was a squirrel!”

“I was wondering if you’d ever put two and two together,” you laughed, almost doubling over in laughter, “I...Bucky, I don’t know how or why but I can communicate with animals.”

“You can….how long?!”

“Ever since I’ve been a child?” you held up your hands in earnest, “its something I’ve always been able to do. I don’t advertise it, obviously because people generally think I’m crazy, but I would think you of all people understand. It’s just been...fun to wait and see if you’d ever figure it out.”

“All those times…” he ran a hand over his face in exasperation and disbelief as you watched him in amusement. He was a brilliant, smart man but sometimes he was so oblivious. You couldn’t love him anymore if you tried, “it wasn’t just...a one sided conversation. It all makes sense now. Wow, that’s amazing! What a wonderful thing to possess.”

“I’ve always liked it,” you agreed, “it’s different, you know? But special in its own way.”

“Wait…” he mused for a moment, “so all those times...oh. H-how much have Archie and Alpine told you? Have they always talked to you?”

“Yup,” you crossed your arms over your chest, as you watched his neck and ears turn red, “those two in particular are very animated and over the top. They’re the worst little gossip duo. Almost like you and Sammy.”

“Of course they are,” he groaned as you reached for his hand and pulled him towards. He gave you a sheepish grin as you pressed a light kiss to his knuckles, “they told you about the movie, huh?”

“Archie,” you confirmed, “but he did say you gave him the best pets.”

“Did he tell about...oh no,” this time his whole face was a brilliant crimson, “I-I…”

“Oh stop,” you teased, “I’m flattered and honored. It’s not like I don’t do the same when I’m not with you.”

“Really?” he perked up with pride as you just nodded in amusement, “well then. Wait - did he tell you about Sam?”

“He said you went on a walk with him but that was it,” you shrugged, “nothing really. I do know that he loves you and Alpine very much. And so do I, obviously.”

“Okay,” he relaxed slightly as you took his hand and started to lead him towards the more secluded path your little squirrel had told you about. The box in his pocket was once again burning a hole, “good.”

“Everything okay, Bub?” you asked as he just nodded, lips pursed as he fell into step behind you. Something was definitely off, but you weren’t going to push him on it. If anything, you knew he’d come around and speak his mind about what was going on. He usually always did. 

A silence, one neither tense nor uncomfortable, fell over the two of you as you walked down the quiet trail. It was beautiful - lush greenery and newly bloomed plants everywhere. At one point you stopped and pulled out your phone to take a few pictures of the natural beauty. Bucky had been so lost in his own thoughts, his heart practically pounding in his chest and consuming every part of him that he almost bowled into you and knocked you over. 

“James!” it was somewhere between a groan and laugh as he caught you in his arms in order to keep you from tumbling into a bunch of bushes. You were face to face with Bucky, looking at him intently as he steadied you,  “alright, something’s up. Come on - out with it. You know you can tell me anything.”

“I umm...marry me?” all the speeches he had gone over and planned wet out the window as he just stared at you with nervous eyes. You’d been so taken aback by his sudden question that you took a step back and gave him a curious expression. Bucky’s stomach was in absolute knots as he wondered if he’d just fucked everything up.

“W-what?” your voice was a small squeak, as you tried to see if he was just pulling your leg. But his gaze never wavered, “what did you just ask me?”

“I…” he stopped over a moment before reaching into his pocket with trembling hands and pulling out a small box. Your eyes widened in response as you realized that was not joking at all, further evidenced when he popped it open and showed you the ring inside. Your mouth dropped open when it all came together, “I thought the whole proposal would go a lot differently than this but umm...yeah. Will you marry me? That’s what I’m trying to ask...I’m glad Archie hadn’t spoiled that for you.”

“No,” you shook your head as you already felt tears pricking at your eyes, “he definitely didn’t. I thought he might have been holding something back, but I...I had no idea.”

“I know it hasn’t even been a year yet, but I feel like when you know someone 's the one..you know,” he admitted softly, “and I know you’re the one. The one I want to spend the rest of my life with, the one I want to call my wife...my everything.”

“James,” you looked between him and the ring a few more times before swallowing the lump in your throat, “gods, I am so in love with you. There was never a doubt in my mind that it was meant to be you. Yes, of course yes.”

“Really?!”

“Of course,” you beamed at him, “I love you, Bucky. You’re my forever.”

“Forever,” he breathed softly, “I like the sound of that.”

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