Dog Cuddles - Daryl X M!Reader

Dog Cuddles - Daryl x M!Reader

Summary: You wake up earlier than Daryl from the sun. You let Dog in to jump onto your and Daryl’s shared bed. He settles on Daryl’s stomach, which wakes him up. You get ready for a hunt, but Daryl says that Dog wants to cuddle, but really, he’s the one that wants cuddles

3RD POV (Y/N) wakes up to the sun shining through the small gap of the curtains and onto his face. He turns onto his side to see Daryl still asleep.

Scratches at the door grabs (Y/N)’s attention, making him get out from under the blankets and towards the door. Opening it, Dog moves through the opened gap with the door closing behind him.

(Y/N) goes back to the shared bed with Dog lying on Daryl’s stomach. Daryl wakes up to his pet panting. He looks over to his boyfriend wearing pants and slipping a shirt on.

Dog shifts to lie against his owner’s side whilst watching (Y/N) put his boots on. “Going out with Michonne to get some more supplies.” He says without looking at Daryl.

In response, a hum is given as the Dixon is scratching Dog’s face. “I’ll try to find some treats for him.” (Y/N) turns his head to give Daryl a smirk. “I’ll also try to find some parts for your bike.”

Giving the redneck a kiss on the lips, (Y/N) gets up from the bed and towards the door. As soon as it’s open, “Dog wants yer attention. Ya haven’t given any to him lately.”

“You sure? ‘Cause I’ve been giving him plenty of attention.” (Y/N) turns around to lean against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. Daryl says nothing.

“Are you jealous that I’ve been giving him that?”

“No.”

“Lie.”

“Yeah.”

(Y/N) chuckles whilst looking down at his boots with a smile on his face. Smiling at Daryl, he shakes his head.

Untying and peeling off his shoes, (Y/N) climbs over the bed to settle under the blankets. “Dog wants attention.” He repeats, leaning his forehead against Daryl’s shoulder and his right arm slumped against Daryl’s stomach.

“Are you calling yourself Dog now since you’re the one wanting attention? And cuddles, might I add.”

“I’m not the o-”

“You’re the one that wants them.” A small moment of silence is in between until Daryl agrees a few seconds later. “You’re lucky I love you, Dixon.” (Y/N) sits up to take his shirt off before going back to his position.

Daryl wraps his right arm around (Y/N)’s shoulders and resting his hand on his boyfriend’s side. “How are you gonna tell Michonne?”

“Walkie.” After (Y/N) says that, he grabs the walkie off his side table and tells Michonne what’s happening. “Yeah, we won’t be leaving for another hour or so ‘cause something came up.” Michonne’s voice answers. The two bid ‘See you later’s before the walkie is placed back on the table.

“You heard the woman. You get an hour of cuddles and attention with Dog and I.” As on cue, Dog shuffles forward more to be up against (Y/N)‘s stomach. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” He comments.

“What am I?” Daryl asks, tilting his head to look at his dog and boyfriend. (Y/N) does the same thing to look back at him.

“You’re adorable. Now, shut up and go to sleep for a bit more. You’re annoying me.”

Little Hero - BSM Steve x Child!Reader

You have super serum like Steve and Bucky

Summary: You steal Steve's shield and plays around with it

Age: 4-5 3RD POV (Y/N) walks around the tower with a Captain America sweater on as she's carrying her adopted brother's shield above her head. "Da baba. Bada ba." She mumbles, singing to herself as she's looking down at her shoes whilst walking.

She falls to the ground with a 'Oof' from bumping into something. Well, someone. They help her up onto her feet. She tilts her head up to see her adopted brother. A smile forms on both their faces. "Hey, Cap."

"Hey, Little Hero." Steve picks her up and sets her on his hip with his shield in one of her small hands. "I was wondering where my shield went, (Y/N)." A couple of giggles escape from her.

"You left it on the table. I picked it up 'cause it doesn't belong there."

"Then where does it belong?" He grabs the shield from (Y/N) with his spare hand. "Somewhere where people wouldn't usually go to. Like your room. Put it next to your bed or put it in the weapons area because that’s where you spend half your time."

"How do you know about the weapons area?" Steve tilts his head at her. Silence comes out of (Y/N) as she blinks. She finally says, "Tony told me."

What Are You Doing?

Pairing: Jensen x GN!Reader

Summary: After you and J2 are done with the episode, they go their different ways. Jensen wraps his arms around you and you question what he's doing

You, Jared and Jensen finish up doing the last scene for the episode. The three of you head out whilst having a conversation.

Jared goes off to his trailer with Jensen going to your own. Jensen stops walking and stops you by dropping his head onto your shoulder. He shifts his head to have his chest against your back. "What are you doing?"

"I'm tired." His voice comes out muffled. "Then go to your trailer and sleep." you raise your arm up to rest rest hand against the back of his head with a groan escaping from him. "I can't be bothered."

"Well, I'm not carrying your ass all the way there, Mr. Ackles." His arms wrap around your waist. "You might need to, future-to-be-Ackles." you roll your eyes, pressing a kiss his cheek. "Funny, but no. You have working legs and you know how to use them." you move your arm to rest it next to your side before you start to walk with Jensen waddling behind you, his arms still around you.

You stop in front of his trailer, opening the door, stepping in and walking over to his bed. You turn around and lay down before disconnecting his arms from your body. He groans as you stand up from him and to the trailer door. "Shut up, you big baby. Go to sleep."

You close the door behind you once you exit out of it. A loud groan comes from inside of it. "No! Go to sleep!" you walk away but stop with another groan coming out from the trailer. "Ugh." you walk back to go back in with the door being closed.

You settle on a side of the bed with Jensen crawling up to rest his head on your chest, his arms on the sides of your body. "Big baby." you rest your hand against the back of his head with soft snores escaping from him.

Unicorn - Wade x Reader

Summary: You give Wade a unicorn for no reason

Your POV "Someone must've had a fun time." Wade is sitting on the couch with his swords on the ground and his mask resting next to him.

Wade instantly smiles. "Hi." I chuckle at him as he makes grabby hands. I walk over to settle on his lap, his hands resting on my hips. "Is that for me?" He points at a present wrapped in unicorn wrapping paper that's sitting next to us on the couch.

"Yup. I went into town today and did a little shopping. I saw it and thought you'd like it." I get up from his lap to let him receive the present. He rests it on his lap.

"Open it, Wade." He crosses his legs on the couch and tears the paper off to see a unicorn plushie. He holds it to his chest with a weird chuckle coming out of him. "I love it." He does the weird chuckle again.

A smile forms on my face. "Good. 'Cause I fucking paid $20 for it."

What Did I Do? - Gar x M!Reader

Summary: When Gar turns back from being a tiger, he questions what he just did

Gar’s POV I shiver at the touch of the cold bars of the cage against my back. Blood trails onto the ground and some going onto my hands and legs.

Running footsteps grab my attention. Dick, Kory and Rachel glance around the room, taking in the view of the dead people.

(Y/N) glides on his knees and stops in front of me. I nuzzle into one of his hands as he’s cupping my face. I slowly lean my head against his shoulder. “You got them, Gar.” He says softly.

“What did I do?” I glance at the bodies over his shoulder with his hands resting on my arms. “You defended yourself.” His hands go back onto my face to lift it up to meet his. “That’s what you did.” He gives me a soft look.

“T-That’s what I did.” I slowly nod. He stands up before helping me to my feet. He takes his jersey to slip my arms through the sleeves and resting the rest of it on my shoulders and back.

Dick grabs the attention of both of us. He throws (Y/N) a pair of underwear and track pants. Catching them, (Y/N) passes them to me and looks away to let me have some privacy to put them on.

After I’m done, my left arm is over (Y/N)’s shoulders with his right arm around my lower back. “Come on. Let’s go and wash that blood off you.” The team and I walk out of the building.

(Y/N) wipes away the wet blood away with a napkin. “Did you have that in your jeans’ pocket since the arcade at lunch?” I question. “Nope.” He pops the ‘p’. “Had it in my jersey’s pocket instead.” A small smile breaks out onto my face. He chuckles. “Lucky I save these sort of things in case.”

“Yeah. Might never know what we’re going to do.”

I’ll Miss You - Teen!Clementine x F!Reader

You have the same death as Lee and you decide if you have your arm sliced off or if you kept it. Let me know if you want to have a different kinda version where Clementine doesn’t shoot you and you turn into a walker and meet her again a few months or years later

Summary: You get bitten and walk through a herd of walkers with Clementine. You lock yourselves in a shop and Clementine has to shoot you before you turn. And instead of Clem’s parents, let’s have Javier and Gabe

Clementine’s POV I drag (Y/N)’s unconscious body into a store before shutting the metal door. After a couple minutes, (Y/N) wakes up to groan in pain. “Clem?” I look at her slowly sitting up. “I saw Javier and Gabe.” I say sadly.

“They didn’t get to you, right?” Her voice is a bit groggy as if she woke up from a nap. “No, we got away.” (Y/N) looks around the store. “Clem, we need to get out.” I shake my head in response. “We can’t. There’s too many of them outside.”

“Get that door open.”

“I can’t.” I shake my head again. “Do it.” I shuffle to the door, grabbing the handle and trying to lift it up. “It was a little open.”

“On three, Clem.” (Y/N) counts to three before we try to lift it up. The door stays locked.

(Y/N) steadily stands up and looks through a glass window to see a walker trapped in a small room, myself doing the same. “There’s a way out.”

“Good.” (Y/N) leans her good arm on the glass case and slowly walks to the room with some of my help.

(Y/N) goes to the wall to lean against it, slowly falling to the ground in front of the office door. I kneel in front of her. “Come on, we can do it. The door’s right there, (Y/N).” She gives me a tired look. She tries to get up, but doesn’t have enough energy. “I can’t, Clem.” I feel tears fall down my cheeks.

“Have to find a way out for you.” (Y/N) looks over to the counter to see a bat underneath. She tells me to grab it, which I do, to break the glass window. Taking a swing, I instantly shield myself as the glass falls all over the place.

I reach through the broken window and opening the door a bit to open it all the way. The walker is somehow stuck in its seat.

Looking down, a pair of handcuffs is in front of me. “Grab them and try to put them on the walker, Clem. I think it’ll be easier to kill it.” (Y/N) says through breaths. I do as I was told.

Picking them up, I slowly walk to it, hesitantly wrapping one around its left wrist and quickly hooking the other one to the shelf post. I question what to grab first; the gun or the keys. “The gun. Always the gun.” I nod, reaching out to grab it. “In case it comes loos-” As on cue, the walker’s cuffed hand breaks and falls on top of me.

A scream escapes as my body is turned around to see (Y/N)’s eyes widen. “Grab the gun, Clem!” I see the gun in front of me a little further away. I try to crawl away to take the walker’s hand around my ankle off.

My hand wraps around the weapon after a few tries. Turning around on my back, the gun shakes a bit in my hands. I pull the trigger to have its body fall on top of mine. I push him to the side and hitting something, seeing that it’s a some sort of stander with something made out of glass on it.

It falls down to have the glass smash right next to (Y/N)’s leg. Before I could apologize, she reassures me that it’s okay. “I did it. I got him.” She smiles a little and says that she’s proud of me and I can take care of myself.

I move to stand in front of her. Her eyes follow with them staying on the gun in my hands.

Bangs against metal door makes my body jolt and my head looking at it. “Clem.” I go back to (Y/N). “You have to shoot me.” I shake my head with a small whimper coming out. “No, I can’t. I already lost Lee years ago like this and I can’t lose you, too.” My voice cracks a bit.

“I know you’ve been through this, Clem. Lee and the store and the walker. Please, Clementine. Don’t let me turn into one of them.” She begs.

Bowing my head, a few tears escape. “Clementine.” Tears blur my vision as I look back at her. “You can do this. Making decisions are hard, but sometimes, you gotta live with them. We can’t go back in time to change them, doesn’t matter how much we want to.” 

I kneel in between her legs to give her a hug, herself doing the same. As we separate, a smile is on her face as she flicks my hat. A chuckle and a smile comes through from me. Some tears curl in to be on my lips.

Standing back up, I check how much ammo there is. Putting the mag back in, I hold the bottom of the handle in my free hand. “I’ll miss you, (Y/N).” My voice cracks. “I’ll miss you, too, Clem, and I love you. Never forget that.”

With tears blurring my vision more, I pull the trigger to release a bullet into her head. I scream as I fall to my knees. Taking a breath and shakily breathing out, “I love you, too.”