REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEYVE BEEN STELLAR TODAY

REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

I’m happy to announce that “The Lucky Batch as Vines” will return shortly

I’m happy to announce that “The Lucky Batch as Vines” will return shortly

Another soft Foxiyo forehead touch. It’s a theme :) 

Crosshair X Fem!Reader FanFic

It Started With a Vacation

Thank you @maygalodon for helping me with a part of this chapter!!<3💜 everyone go check her out!! They do amazing art!!

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Chapter Twelve

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Thirteen

When you woke up, you were practically laying completely on top of Crosshair. Your face was buried in his right shoulder while his chin rested on the top of your head and your legs were tangled. He was holding you securely to him, and his eyes were squeezed shut.

You felt him dreaming, and you sensed his unease. You looked up and immediately reached up a hand, resting it on his cheek gently. Using the force to calm him, you softly stroked his cheek with your thumb.

Slowly, his face relaxed, and he calmed. His hold on you loosened from a desperate clinging to a secure hug. You let your hand wander up to his hair where you gently ran your fingers through. As you did, you closed your eyes and laid your head back on his chest, letting out a content sigh.

“What are you doing, princess?”

His sudden question only slightly startled you, but you lifted your head and met his gaze. Your hand stopped and your face flushed

“You were having a nightmare,” you said, beginning to pull your hand away. Crosshair stopped you, though, grabbing your hand and returning it to his hair.

“Feels nice,” he mumbled, closing his eyes and leaning into your touch. You wiggled your fingers in his hair again and a tiny but soft smile came to his lips. You smirked to yourself as you reached your other hand up and poked his nose. He scrunched it and opened his eyes to look down at you again. You giggled and poked him again, and this time he smirked at you before biting your finger tip.

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