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Promise

Request: Anon

Song request: The Cure — Lady Gaga

Summary: Q is there to help you through a rough panic attack as you have flashbacks to your previous ab*sive relationship.

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All I was doing was putting dishes away after dinner.

My mind was wandering and my hand carelessly dropped a plate.

crash.

And that’s when it happened.

The memories. They haunt me.

I froze. I couldn’t move. My heart sank and it felt hard to swallow. Hell, it felt hard to breathe. I felt like I was drowning, like I was in the ocean during a storm. Everything was dark and cold, but somehow I was still sweating profusely. I held my breath as midnight water surrounded me, every time I brought my head up to breathe, another towering wave was in front of me, forcing me back under without so much as a gasp. I felt hopeless. There was no boat in sight, nothing to keep me afloat. I was left to helplessly tread water as each wave came to pass as I was shoved deeper down each time.

He never hit me. No. But he could throw things. Break things. Make me fear the day that he would one day redirect his attacks to me.

It’s always when I feel I've moved past things, it all comes crashing down.

I heard footsteps. They sounded so distant as they echoed. There was a franticness to them.

“Woah, what happened?” Brian’s eyes met mine. His filled with concern, mine with fear. He saw the mess on the floor and the distant look in my eyes and further softened himself. His voice was quiet, calm. “You’re okay. It was an accident. Come sit on the couch, okay?” He had his hand out but I just couldn’t move.

“I– I–” Speaking felt like barbed wire on my throat. I couldn’t move.

“Can I touch you? Is that okay?” He waited until I managed to nod my head. He tip toes his way around the ceramic shards from the plate until he found his way to me. “Okay, let’s get you to the couch then and away from all of this.” Part of me worried he wouldn’t be able to pick me up, or that he would drop me. He never did though. With grace and strength, he carefully picked me up bridal style, my body allowing me to slightly ease at his gentle touch, but I never stopped trembling. “You’re safe. I promise. It’s okay.” He whispered to me over and over as he let me rest on the couch.

“Easy breathing now, we need to steady it. It’s okay if it’s shaky in and out, it just needs to be slow and consistent.” In slow. Hold. Out slow. In slow. Hold. Out slow. I followed this pattern as my trembles began to ease. He left my side, but only for just a moment. He carefully swept everything up without batting an eye. There wasn’t any questioning, no berating, no grumbling.

“Okay, how are we feeling now?” He asked as he signaled a thumbs up and thumbs down.

“Better.” I said softly and smiled. His eyes lit up and a smile stretched across his face,

“Oh great, you can talk again! On that note: On a scale of 1-10 how are you feeling? 1 being absolute dog shit and 10 being everything is peaches and cream.” He got a little giggle out of me and that’s how I knew we were making progress.

“I think I'm at about a 6 out of 10.”

“Better than being at 1. Let’s go run you a bath, you were drenched in sweat and I think cleaning up will help you feel a little better.” He somehow could just read my mind so easily. He helped me to my feet, taking my hand in his as he helped to guide me into the bathroom. My head felt clouded, things still felt like I was in a bit of a haze as I tried to wake back up to reality. I was floating, but I didn’t feel like I was in any danger anymore. I was still scared, but I had Brian with me, my emotions didn’t feel so threatening, so suffocating.

He left me alone to shower. It didn’t stop him from knocking and checking to make sure I was okay though. The warm water melted away the intensity of my tears, the sweat of my panic, and the soap helped rejuvenate my confidence and security. The steam helped clear my sinuses and breathing felt so much easier. I stood under the water for just a minute to soak in the sensations. I felt the water hit my skin in rhythmic tapping. The heat of it stung a bit but in a comforting way. The water ran through my hair and made it stick to my body and allowed soap suds from my shampoo to travel down my back. My skin was slick from soap and the flow of water. The steam also carried the scent of the shampoo into my nostrils. I was finally coming back down to reality slowly and it was relieving.

With a turn of a knob, the water flow came to a stop. I stood there for a moment and allowed water to flow down my naked body, steamy air and cold air hitting my damp skin and sending a wave of goosebumps over me. I took another breath before leaving the shower and drying myself off.

I felt steady in myself again. I became more self aware and almost forgot what had happened and where all the time had gone for the evening. I hated how all of this toyed with my memory.

When I walked into the bedroom, a towel adorned on the top of my head holding my wet hair, I was met with Brian sitting on the bed with his eyes on the TV screen. His eyes quickly shifted over to me though as he sat up and leaned a little closer to me.

“How are you feeling?” His voice was still soft and filled with concern.

“Still a little spacey, but more on earth than before.” He gestures for me to sit down on the bed. The next 20 minutes was spent talking about absolute nonsense as he helped brush out my hair. He shared funny stories he knew would make me laugh, I shared my own and he added his comedic commentary that only made the stories better. We laughed until our stomachs hurt and my hair was combed out.

By the end of it all, I was completely wiped and exhausted, and I'm pretty sure Brian could sense it when he wrapped me up in a blanket. I leaned back against his chest with my head resting against his broad shoulder, the warmth of the blanket encasing me and the comfort of it all was making my eyes feel even heavier. He puts on a movie – ghostbusters of course because ‘nothing is better than a nostalgic classic!’ in his words.

“Hey Bri?”

“Hmm?” He hums.

“Thank you.” I had to thank him. I had always felt like I was a lot to handle and that I was nothing but a bunch of broken pieces no one ever wanted to pick up. I felt too far gone for a while, too broken, too much of a mess. I thought no one would understand. But for some reason, someway, somehow – Brian just made it seem so effortless.

“It’s not an easy place to be in for you. The least I can do is make the episodes feel easier to deal with. It’s not easy for me to see you like that, but sometimes, all we need is compassion and love.” I felt my eyes start to well with tears and I didn’t know what else to say. “Love you is what I will do, because I do, in fact, love you.” Tears were flowing now. I just felt so loved, more than I ever had. I feel undeserving of it sometimes. I sometimes feel as though I don’t deserve anything good, or that it will disappear the moment I grasp it. But my therapist had told me that I can’t dwell on impossible possibilities and instead focus on being in the present moment, allow myself to feel things, and allow myself to enjoy what I have now. So that’s what I will do, just like Brian said, I will love him like I do, which is a lot. And it seems like he does too, and if he says he loves me and that he won’t go anywhere, then I believe him. “It’s okay. It’s okay to cry. I’m here.” He held me close and tight. I knew I was secure. I knew I was safe.

And just like that, I fell asleep in the comfort of the one I loved most.

Wet Dreams - Part 2

Pairing: Sundrop x Reader, Moondrop x Reader

Wordcount: 3700

Warnings: Smut, Voyeurism, Breeding Kink, Possessive Behaviour, Biting/Marking Kink, Light Somnophilia (No Non-Con), Cock Warming, AFAB- Reader, She/Her pronouns

(Part 1) (Final)

Notes: Oh, the yearning!

I was playing around with a way to write these two without jumping between POV’s all the time, and I actually like how this turned out!

All italic sentences are Moons thoughts/influence

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Holding you tightly in his arms, Sundrop hummed a happy little tune to himself- breaking off for a moment to stifle a laugh as you drunkenly tried to join in.

You were so so so cute! So small and sweet and happy and did he mention cute yet?

‘You absolute sap, will you stop already?’ Moon huffed through their shared mind, trying to sound irritated despite knowing that Sun could feel just how content his counterpart actually was with you nestled against their body.

That was okay though, because as they slowly made their way towards their bedroom, Sun was feeling the same shivers of delight. The same aching warmth flooded through every inch of him that your body touched, it was always the same- no matter how differently the pair behaved, there were technically the same AI …kind of anyway.

They shared the same mind, the same body, and the same basic code. But they were still different beings, and liked to be addressed as such-

You always understood that.

Casting a quick glance down at your face, his pale eyes took in your rather sleepy expression, and despite feeling just a little disappointed that you wouldn’t be able to stay up late with them and spend time together, he was content knowing that he could watch over you and keep you safe.

They weren’t stupid, despite what some people liked to assume. There was a reason Moon insisted on patrolling the Pizzaplex at night, and it was the same reason Sun kept a very close eye on what they considered precious and sweet and lovely and-

‘…She’s tired and it’s much too cold in here, give her something better to wear.’

Shaking himself from his thoughts of you and your wonderful, perfect, oh so loving and sweet-

‘Stop. Focus, she needs us.’

Sun heeded his counterpart while gently nudging you into awareness, reaching blindly to his side until he gripped one of Moons old ‘Nap Time’ shirts from the floor and placed the overly large thing into your hands. You’d looked confused for a moment, before taking in the large bed next to you and letting out a soft ‘Oh!’ in realization.

Sun then ushered you to get changed before politely turning his back to give you some privacy, despite the small spike of mischievousness his other half slipped his way.

No no no, he was a gentleman thank you very much, you were intoxicated and he was looking after you like a good husband should!

‘Husband, huh?’

BEST FRIEND, HE MEANT BEST FRIEND.

‘Suuuure you did, is that why you’re making us overheat right now? A nice thought though…’

LA LA LA LA LA NOT LISTENING.

No, no he had much more important things to focus on right now, especially since you’d just curled up on their bed behind him- telling him it was okay to turn back around.

They almost stalled at the sight of you.

‘…what a pretty little thing…Looks so-’

-good in their bed, sprawled out on top of their yellow and blue sheets- the overly large pillows flung about making you seem even smaller compared to his body than usual. His feet almost hung off the end of that bed, yet yours didn’t even make it half way!

And boy did you look nice wearing that shirt! It was big enough to reach your knees, and it was so big that the neck even left your shoulders exposed-

‘-and begging to be marked up. Pretty little thing would look even better with a mark on her neck-’

-Buuuuut, that wasn’t the best thought for them to have right now, so Sun ignored it (with a lot of effort), and knelt down to leave a light kiss against your forehead, hands busy tucking you under the sheets.

He couldn’t let you be anything other than comfortable and content while they watched over you…Would you come back again if they managed that? Let them watch over you night after night after night-

‘The pretty thing in our sheets. In our bed. Every night.’

Sun knew that Moon was just joking around…he was definitely, absolutely joking and playing games! It would be very wrong to be saying these things while you were drunk and-

‘-wearing my shirt. Face pressing up against your pillow-’

“’ove you both, soooooo much~” You mumbled out as sleep took you away from them, their everything freezing to a halt at your words, minds going blank as they sat on the floor beside you, their frame overheating heavily.

Sun could do little more than watch you fall asleep, his face frozen in a small, shocked look.

Unsure that what they heard was actually real.

But wanting it to be, ohhh did they want that to be real. To have you love them, because they loved you- wholeheartedly and with a possessiveness that frightened them sometimes.

They loved their-

‘- pretty little thing… Our Pretty. Little. W i f e, right Sunny?-’

-so much it hurt to stay away from you sometimes.

But they had to- they didn’t want to scare you away for good…they’d rather long for you for forever than tell you how they feel and never see your smiling face again.

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Sun had made himself comfortable next to their bed, his eyes never leaving you as Moon tried to start yet another argument within their mind, wanting to come out and watch over you, because that was what he was made to do thank you very much.

Sun knew better though, because no matter how much his counterpart tried to hide it, he knew his every thought and motivation- and Moon was not going to wake you up right now, no matter how much they both wanted to spend time with you.

‘It’s so bright, I bet she can’t sleep properly with all the lights on, she must be so uncomfortable~’

But no, Sun just continued watching as you slept soundly on their bed, only stirring every now and then to shift around and kick the sheets down.

…it would be nice though, to have more time with you while you were awake. You were always so busy during the day and there was only so long you could spend with them before having to run home and rest up for the next day. It’d be so much better if you all just lived together.

In a nice little house, somewhere quiet and pretty- somewhere they could walk around with you outside, to see how radiant you actually looked in the daylight. Somewhere they could lay on the grass with you, watching the stars for hours on end with you curled up against their frame, their hands tangled in your hair as they pulled you beneath them-

-kissing you softly and whispering their devotion against your lips, for only you to hear. They’d trail their hands down your sides and grip your soft thighs gently, parting them so they could press oh so nicely against all of you, they wanted to show you how much they craved your body- longed for it truly- almost as much as they craved your love.

And Moon needed to stop that right now please oh my gosh, because they couldn’t have those kinds of thoughts with you right next to them, it wasn’t right!

‘That was just as much you as it was me, you can’t lie to yourself.’

Ignoring his counterpart, Sun turned his focus back to you, only to catch you shifting around with an expression on your face that he’d never seen before.

Curiously lifting himself off the ground and leaning over the bed, Sun gently reached out to smooth his fingers through your hair, trying to coax you back into a more peaceful sleep-

And then, you did something they’d never heard from you before.

You moaned.

A sound so full of want and need and oh pretty thing they needed you too, just as badly, we can help you-

Sun started pulling his hand away the second he noticed the colours of it beginning to change from yellow to a faded blue, but it resisted. Moon resisted. Their hand stalled in the air for a moment before moving to stroke your face in a light caress despite Suns best efforts otherwise.

No no no no. This wasn’t okay, you were sleeping- they needed to stop.

‘Just for a moment, just to touch their face…’

Another needy, wanting, desperate little sound escaped you- and Sun knew he needed to get away. Right now. No matter how hard his other half resisted- though as he finally fought up enough control to pull their hand from you, you rolled onto your side, facing him fully.

Oh you looked so nice wearing Moons shirt, the fabric slipping further down your shoulder and giving them just a glimpse of what lay beneath via your silhouette. And better yet, you looked so comfortable like this, with your leg thrown over one of his large yellow pillows, trapping it between your wonderful, soft looking, tempting-

‘We could touch them, just for a moment…just for a second. Feel how soft they are properly-‘

-thighs.

Sun only snapped from his daze when he felt you blindly reaching out, managing to catch their hand despite his desperate attempt to pull away- afraid you had woken up and would be angry with them for being so close to you while you looked like this. Your expression didn’t slip though, just became more flushed as you laced your fingers through their own, your mouth parting as you panted lightly.

Sun had never…Never felt this worked up before. Yes, he’d been aroused before, had fantasised about touching you softly, kissing you and holding you closer than ever before…

That was nothing compare to the heat that ran through him as your legs wrapped around his pillow fully, you hips rocking as you tightened your grip on his hand-

And then?

You pleaded.

“-Please I-”

So so so prettily, and your voice was everything he’d ever hoped for in a moment like this- and if he ran his thumb over the back of your hand, it was to help you calm down right? Not to praise you for being so good and using your manners and –

“Moon, Please-”

-Sun couldn’t help echoing your moan as a harsh wave of arousal flooded their shared body, Moon nearly salivating in their mind as he strained and fought to try and take control.

You were pleading for them, pleading and begging oh so prettily like a good girl, such a pretty thing needs to be taken care of properly, she was asking so nicely after all!

They could just pin her down right now and wake her up, kiss her until she forgot anything but the taste of them, give her something much better to grind against. Hold her legs around their hips tightly and make her feel exactly what she does to them- Every. Single. Inch. Of it.

Quickly slapping their free hand over his mouth, Sun couldn’t fight back the deep sound of utter want that left him-

“S-Sunny please, I need you so bad-”

-Because he felt so ashamed right now.

He wasn’t too sure if he’d actually managed to slip his hand from yours gently, or if it’d just pulled away in his rush to remove himself from your personal space. He continued backing away from you (despite the snarling, angry words Moon threw his way) until his back hit the far wall, his legs giving out on him as he slid to the floor, a finger slipping between his now sharpened teeth in an effort to distract himself. Moon was so close to taking control, but you were still asleep, and you’d been intoxicated before that! As much as they wanted to-

‘Pin her down! Show her she’s ours, make her never want to leave! She wants us, needs us!’

-it wouldn’t be right.

And he felt disgusting for how hard he was right now, his cock already throbbing as he continued watching you grind against his pillow, your soft moans and whispers of their names making his body twitch in more ways than one.

“Moon,” Sun didn’t know if he’d actually listen right now, but their head was too full of you to try to communicate any other way but out loud “we need to stop.”

The growl Moon let out rumbled through Suns own chest, informing the bot of just how close his other half was to taking control- the hand he’d previously managed to overtake was already clawing at the wall next to them, leaving deep gouges in the wood.

Moons name echoed through the room then, but not from Suns mouth- and it was everything he could do to hold himself still. It filled the room over and over and over again- or was that just the noise repeating in their mind?

Either way, it was a plea so soft Moon just wanted to drown in it. To give you everything. To take such good care of you and show you how right they were for you.

They could give you everything you ever desired; they would give you anything.

All you had to do was ask, and here you were, asking.

You were asking very nicely, weren’t you? Sun wanted to hear you like this every day, all breathless and panting and calling for them in a tone they had now burned into their memory. It’d be even better if they were buried deep inside you, holding you oh so tightly to their body as they grinded into you, not wanting to thrust because that’d mean they’d have to leave you for a moment, and that wouldn’t do! They wanted to sit inside you all day, buried so deep they knew they’d see the outline of their cock showing through as they sat there for hours.

Sun could feel the rays around his head beginning to retract and fought against it, desperately trying to pay attention to the way his body was starting to edge closer to you as you arched your back, one of your hands moving to grope at your chest while the other buried itself between your l e g s

That was t h e i r spot to touch though…

You were being so unfair right now!

So SO ş̵̨̼̠͓̑͂o̶͎͑̇ unfair, teasing them like this when they couldn’t do anything about it- because it’d be wrong to touch you, please we need to stop moving, she’s sleeping!

‘Then let’s wake her up, it’s been hours! Pretty thing will be sober by now, I swear. Just. Show her she’s-’

“Love you both, for so long…”

Sun wasn’t sure if he was the one in control of his body right now, or if Moon had slipped forward more- but the way his frame tried to surge towards was concerning, especially considering that he was starting to see the sense in waking you up.

You couldn’t be comfortable in this state, right? If he woke you up and they helped you, you’d feel better! He was sure that’d be okay, they could make you feel so good.

Because you’d feel so good wrapped tightly around them, their cock pushing so far into you that you’d never forget how they felt buried so so so deep inside you-

“-Wanna be fucked so full of you both, fill me up everywhere. Want to feel you dripping from me-.”

-Giving you everything they had-

“-please pleaseplease, never let me go, never!”

-J u s t l i k e y o u w a n t e d

It was a fight now, a fight to see who got to you first as their body dropped to the ground- twitching and thrashing and clawing at anything within reach- the only thing on their mind was your request as they both snapped and snarled at each other in desperation. They could feel their body glitching out, trying to decide who was in control of what piece- and from the vibrations echoing through their chest, they weren’t being quiet with their argument either.

That didn’t matter though.

The only thing that did matter was getting over to you and f i l l i n g you up like you wanted.

They’d keep you so full, they could do that, you didn’t need to ever ask anyone else for this- You were their pretty little Sunlight and they’d take such good care of you.

They could just see it now, both drooling and panting for the image that filled their mind. Of you spread out and whining for them, your legs held open in their large hands as they watched their efforts drip out of you.

That wouldn’t do through, you wanted to be full of them! So, they’d have to let go of one of your legs and use their free hand to stuff it back inside- it’s what you wanted right?! They could absolutely do that for you.

To you.

Over and Over and Over again.

To cum inside you so much, so often there’d be no way you wouldn’t-

“Please, please fill me up, wanna make you both daddies-”

The two of them froze together then, no thoughts of their own entering their mind as they listened to your words, taking in and trying to process everything until they just-

“You’d be so good! So perfect! Please, pleasepleaseplease just let me cum-”

-Snapped.

Sun won the fight while Moon filled their mind with y o u, his body too overheated to do anything but bite down on his finger again and lean back against the wall.

He was too far away from you, he needed you r i g h t h e r e, but his legs wouldn’t work right now, they couldn’t decide who was in control- so neither were.

Moon was too busy shoving thought after thought at Sun to fight for control right now, but Sun wasn’t must better- both with their own wants and fantasies and ideas but-

You, round and plump, carrying their child.

Their child.

You wanted to make them a daddy.

You wanted to give them your everything, tie yourself to them for ever and ever and ever. And it would be perfect, because they knew you’d make such a good mommy, and they’d take such good care of you-

Why stop at one though? Why not just keep you like that? All Round and so so so perfect, and waddling around and needing their help with things because you couldn’t manage it on your own while like this.

They could get that little house they dreamed of having with you, somewhere far far far away from the Pizzaplex and the dangers that lurked there, somewhere they could keep you all safe and sound and pregnant.

Over and over and over again- and it’d be for their eyes only, because who could resist you in such a state?! Someone would absolutely try and steal you away…they already had tried, and you weren’t even all round and sweetly knocked up yet!

“Ơ̸̖̗̘̪̙̟̈̚̚ ̴͙̈́U̴̧͖̳͓͉͆ͅ ̴̡̯̯̪̘̟̃̽̄̎̈́̚R̴̻͔̀̄̄̈̕͘ ̴͕̍̌̎̀S̷̰͛̓̇̽̂” The word slipped from his mouth before he could even register the thought forming. It sounded so unlike him, but with Moon lurking so close to the surface, it wasn’t surprising that they’d merge a little.

His cock was weeping in his pants and he had half a mind to pull himself free and make their dreams a reality, but he just chewed on his hand once more to restrain himself, drool leaking heavily from his mouth as he just kept imagining you in such a state.

You were already perfect; they hadn’t thought they could ever love you more than they already did…

But you pregnant with t h e i r child?

You’d ruin them, and they’d happily let you.

‘Look!’

Sun snapped to attention at Moons strangled cry, his eyes taking in the way you frantically ground yourself against his pillow, you back arching sharply as you let out a cry that would haunt his mind for years to come- The two of them watching you climax to sweet dreams of them making you a mother, and they were so fixated on the sight that they briefly forgot you weren’t awake before.

But you were now, groggily pulling yourself up as you looked around the room, Sun feeling oh so very ashamed of himself as he bit down on his fingers harder- scratching and marking it as he tried to position himself in a way that would hide how hard he was, how bad he’d been- how he’d almost-

They’d almost-

“Sunny?”

He almost couldn’t stop himself as you called for him, his body lunging towards you with a want that shook him to his care- it was so wrong! They’d taken advantage of you, used your sleeping form to think such perverted things and he just couldn’t s t o p though.

‘P r e t t y thing’s awake! S u n, p l e a s e!’

He knew what Moon wanted, because they were made from the same code- two sides of the same coin. It didn’t mean he had to give in to Moons almost sobbing tone though, as his other half bombarded him with exactly how desperately he wanted to make you a mother. He’d never heard his counterpart so upset, so longing before.

But oh, he wanted it just as badly.

To f̷̨̰̯͊̚ů̴͚̭̒̎ç̶̘͍͛̆k̷̖̫̦̕ you until you couldn’t walk- until you were so full of their seed that it couldn’t not take.

“Sunny are you okay, what’s wrong?!”

The sound that left his mouth echoed throughout the room, and he swore if he could, he’d be crying right now. Because-

“You…You want to make us a d̷͇̱͙͍̯͑̀͛̎ǎ̴̞̝̿̎͘d̴̦̫̋̎ͅď̵̩̼̬̦̈́̑̆ý̶͚̺̬͗̒?”

That’s all he’s ever wanted, since the first moment you’d smiled up at them.

To be Husband(s) and wife.

To have a family with you.

Sun/Moon X Pregnant Reader HCs: NSFW!

Sun:

~ likes to fuck you while you sit in his lap, back facing him, while he wraps his arms around your stomach

~ thinks you’re the cutest thing, always praises you and tells you how cute and beautiful you are while fucking

~ loves fondling your chest, flicking and pinching your nipples

~ likes it when you ride him while his hands are on your stomach

~ loves squeezing and slapping your thighs while he eats you out

~ since you have trouble lying across his lap, he spanks you while you bend over a chair

~ “you’ll be such a great mother, you’re so loving, so sweet and wonderful”

~ “you’re so so soft Y/N, so warm and soft for me”

Moon:

~ he’s super jealous that he wasn’t the one to knock you up

~ likes fucking you doggy style while he rubs your stomach as it hangs down

~ tells you how amazing you look so round and full

~ desperately wants to breed you again and again, just seeing you drives him wild

~ sometimes slips and calls you mommy

~ “next time I’m going to knock you up Y/N, you’ll be full of MY seed and round with MY children”

~ such a good mother you’ll be, but you still have needs yes yes”

Ok def was not expecting this level of relatability

Brian thomas with his boyfriend who makes breakfast in a maid outfit?

Brian Thomas

calls you his pretty maid boi

loves this a lil too much

pls you look amazing

mans will just look at you and be like "this. THIS IS WHY IM GAY."

Brian is super in love with you bro

You're just making him fall harder for you

Hes enjoyin this

Hes absolutely enjoying this

You dont have to so that tho

Makes him feel bad

brian x male reader sfw and/or nsfw headcannons?? theres like no fics for brian x male readers :(

I’m so sorry :( Feel free to leave more x male reader asks, I’m totally open to feed you that content ^-^ Also sorry this got so long sdjfu

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SFW

Legit the sweetest boyfriend you could wish for

Tries his best to keep you separated from his job/the other pastas because he doesn't want to put you in danger

For probably the first year you two are together, Tim and Slender and the only two who even know you exist

He doesn't trust anyone else enough to tell them about you

Gushes about you to Tim if he'll listen though

Pls save him he's sick of listening to your boyfriend ramble about how your eyes shine like the stars

Will not hesitate to fuck up anyone who bothers you

Similar to Tim, I see Hoodie/Brian as two different people due to a split personality (thanks slender smh)

He's way better at controlling it than Tim is though, so he's usually himself around you

If he's not, Hoodie is just as in love with you as Brian is and would never hurt you, but is much more aloof and chill than Brian is

Hoodie is more down to cuddle on the couch while you each do your own thing, while Brian wants you two to actively interact and do stuff together

Because of the nature of his job, he knows there's no guarantee he'll see you the next time he leaves (You know he'll be fine, and deep down so does he, he's just scared of leaving you alone)

Because of that he does everything he can to make his time with you special

Loves setting up lil picnics for you two

Very fond of hugging you from behind and burying his face in your neck

Likes being the big spoon, but will ask you to if he's had a really rough day and/or he's feeling emotional

You two rarely fight, and when you do its more bickering about little things

Supports you unconditionally in whatever your dreams and goals are

Overall just a very sweet, too-perfect-to-be-real type of boyfriend

NSFW

The king of switches

Top, bottom, sub, dom, he's down for any of it

Also willing to try just about any kink at least once

Gets kinda iffy about anything that involves hurting you but will try it if its something you really want to try Fair warning Hoodie is super into it lmao

Tries to be gentle with you because he's scared of hurting you, but if you want him to snap on you, tease him and get him riled up and he'll rock your shit (¬‿¬)

Likes to pull your hair if its long enough for him to

He definitely likes making eye contact with you, bonus points if it makes you flustered

After trying it, he gets really into bondage

If you want him to really fuck you up, get into an argument with him and then have make up sex

Hi Elsie! I read your kinktober fics and headcanons, they're *chef kiss*

I was wondering if you could write some Hoodie x (fem) reader NSFW where they have soft sex. It can be in any format you are comfortable with!! And ofc if you are comfortable writing it.

Thanks in advance

Soft Sex with Hoodie

[F!Reader]

[Warnings: creampie, generally soft sex, praise kink, minors dni]

[AN: I sure can! Hoodie is like the og simp of this blog for me. 1278 words <3]

There’s nothing better after a long shift than to be buried in the woman he loves. Hoodie is tired and his hands are on your waist, hissing softly at the feeling of you sinking further and further down on his cock. He’s looking up at you with starry, soft and tired eyes, reveling in the feeling of your pillowy pussy constricting around him.

You’re already soaking his lap and the couch by default, and neither of you mind one bit. You melt into his warm touch as he holds your hips and guides you further down on his lap. Your pussy is already aching for more of him after his fingers curled inside of you and brushed your most sensitive zones. Your legs are trembling slightly but you connect your lips to his regardless. Soft, plush kisses that make him forget the hard work of being a proxy are all you really need right now. He’s chapped against your touch, but you hunger for him still.

“Just a little more, baby,” he whispers when you softly pull away from him. “That’s it, you’re taking me so, so well.” His head dips down to your shoulder and begins planting feathery kisses that move up from there to the crook of your neck. His teeth nip at you slightly while the hair on his face makes you giggle.

You finally sink down further on him until you’re firmly planted on his lap, the mere feeling of his long cock buried inside of you making you gasp and curl up against him. Your brows furrow as you clutch at his yellowish tan hoodie, begging for him to ground you as you throb around him. “Fuck,” you whsiper as he presses more kisses to your neck, finally reaching a special spot behind your ear. “Brian-”

“Hoodie,” he gently reminds you. Brian isn’t here right now. The very fact you’ve been able to get Hoodie in such a soft, gentle position is almost astounding in itself, but you can tell that he’s enjoying the change of pace. You’re not even sure that Hoodie has ever spoken so nicely to you before - but you welcome this change all the same. Hoodie’s lips continue to press against you before he reaches up to your jaw. “Keep going, baby.”

Obliging him, you softly breathe in and hook your much softer hands on his shoulders and begin to ride him. It’s slow, but that doesn’t mean it’s not good. The thick drag of his veiny cock along your walls makes you light and fuzzy in the head. Your mouth parts slightly as your eyes flutter shut, allowing you to fully embrace the pleasure that his body grants you. “Hoodie, Hoodie,” you mewl sweetly into his ear as you just barely pick up the pace.

“You’re doing such a good job, sweetheart,” Hoodie compliments as his grip on your hips tighten. His thumbs are rubbing soft circles on the flesh of your hips, nonverbally praising you. One of his hands leaves your hips to travel up your shirt, palming your breast. He remarks on how naughty it is that you aren’t wearing a bra, but doesn’t complain as his rough, calloused fingers travel over your nipples and knead you. “That’s it,” he continues, squeezing your breasts a little tighter, making you giggle. “Good girl. Very, very good girl.”

Those simple words are enough for you to feel even more emboldened than you already are. Your thigh muscles tense as you begin to bounce on his cock a little faster, your hips rolling against him. Mentally, you’re already starting to spell his name with your hips, and soon, you’ll be moving onto yours. Your pussy is weeping slick onto his lap as you do so, and your breathing picks up as a result. “Hoodie, Hoodie,” you keep repeating as a mantra. Moans continue to interject in the callings of his name.

“Baby girl,” he deeply purrs, the drawls of a southern accent thickly entering his tone before his other hand pops off your hip and begins to slide down your warm body. “Look at how gorgeous you are right now.” His fingers fall down your lower abdomen to your clit, mindful of how you fuck yourself on his cock before he presses it.

You squeal in delight and let your head fall back, your neck once again open to him. You bounce a little faster on him, desperate to reach your high. Your fingers dig further into his shoulders, still grounding yourself as his hips now begin to slowly roll up into you.

Hoodie chuckles deeply and his lips reattach to your neck. He leaves soft, gentle marks on your skin, just another reminder to everyone that you’re his. Mark after mark is planted along your jugular, your trachea, everywhere he can get his lips as you flutter around him. “Just a little more,” he coos gently as he circles your clit even more. He can feel you tightening around him all the while his balls are growing fuller with cum. His breathing is slowly picking up as he works you further and further. “I want you to cum on my cock. Can you do that, sweetheart?” He inquires in a sickly sweet tone.

Your eyes open for a moment to look at him before you nod, and fervently at that. “Yes,” you reply with great enthusiasm. Your brows furrow as you grind against him, wanting him deeper and deeper inside of you. “Please, please, please-!” You cry out, almost knocking heads with him as you curl your head into his shoulder.

Hoodie hums softly in your ear as lets go of your breasts in his hand, once again holding onto your hip. He doesn’t guide you, which is odd, but allows you to use him as you see fit. Soft moans and growls escape his lips as he palms your ass and squeezes. He laughs when he sees you grin. “Cum on my cock, sweetheart,” he tempts you, “cum on my cock and I’ll fill you to your brim.”

That’s all it takes. You pant against him and smash your hips down, your pussy pulsing around him, desperate to milk him of all he’s got. A choked moan cries out from the back of your throat, sweat covering your body in a clear, sticky sheen as you cum. White hot pleasure takes over what little vision you have as you tremble around him, the waves of pleasure falling over your body like violent storms.

Hoodie continues to rut into you through your orgasm, his swearing going up exponentially as he chases his high. When he finds it, he stills, burying himself inside of you. His cock twitches inside of you as his veins throb, the heat damn near unbearable as the hot sticky ropes of cum are pumped into you.

Your fingers lovingly run through his dirty blond hair as you’re pumped full of him, soft, weaning moans escaping your lips as he continues to pepper your neck with kisses.

When he’s certain he’s given you all that he can, he feels your weight shift. Hoodie watches with a small smile as you lean back on his lap, still very much on his cock, and giggle. “You’re adorable, y’know that?” He compliments as he reaches up with one of his hands to cup your cheek. Gingerly, he pulls you back down.

You’re puckering your lips ready for a kiss when he brings you down just a little further. Heat spreads to your cheeks when he presses his slightly chapped lips to your forehead. “Hoodie-”

“Adorable,” he cuts off, another deep chuckle sounding from somewhere deep in his chest.

could I please rq tim, brian and toby comforting their crying s/o? some cuddles, maybe some tea and a nap together?? 🥺

Tim Wright

Terrible at it

He's absolutely fuckin terrible at it

He hates seeing you cry

Instantly gives you a hug

He's not good with emotions--

Especially not yours-

He might start crying too

He's an empath.

Brian Thomas

Awh

Oh no :(

"Poor baby, whatre you cryin for?you're too pretty to cry, I'll kill whoever you want me to."

He'll try to cheer you up by making horrible jokes

He'll kiss your tears away

He loves you so much

Absolute empath

Ticci Toby

Oh nononono

Please don't cry

He will absolutely cry with you :(

Intensely an empath

He's still terrible at comforting you--

He'll still try tho!!

He doesn't like seeing you cry at all

Breaks his cold dead heart :(

how would ben, jeff, toby, brian, and tim help a s/o who has a very like,,, not good family? and has kinda bad mental issues bc of it and like doesn't know how to "be" a proper adult?

i kept this vague so it's not as triggering but if it still is definitely feel free to delete ofc! i hope you're doing well btw!

Ah mood

BEN Drowned

He will totally kill your entire family for you

Absolutely despises your "family"

You don't need them you have him

Fuck them

There isn't really a way to be a proper adult lmao everyone does things differently

Jeff the killer

Will absolutely murder your whole family

He doesn't care at all

He'll kill everyone of them

Even the babies, the children, he doesn't care.

Only thing he wouldn't kill is animals

Hates your family

Doesn't mind that you're like this

Ticci Toby

Shit I mean

He can relate

But it's not like,, an entire side of a family it's just like,,, two of his family members

Will absolutely kill your family

They can fuck right off

He completely understands why you're like this

Brian Thomas

Suffers in silence

Absolutely hates your family

But because he isn't a murderer like hoodie, he's not gonna do anything about it.

He will fist fight any and all of your family babe

Just say the word and he will bash their faces in

He completely understands why you're like this actually

He's not gonna complain about something you can't control

Tim Wright

Ah

Relatable

He hates his family too lol

Mommy issues? Yeah he's got em

He will absolutely fight your family bro

Fuck all of them they suck ass and not in the good way

He loves you so much ;-;

Jeff, toby, tim, & brian (not yandere) when their so asks him to kidnap them cuz their family sucks ass?

Jeff The Killer

No need for kidnapping

If your family sucks ass,,,, he will simply kill them

He knows how it is lol

He will totally kidnap you tho!

Not a problem at all

Ticci Toby

Shit say less

He could just kill your family???

Only if you want tho

Will absolutely kidnap you!

Doesnt like your family at all bro

Tim Wright

I mean he won't kidnap you

But like,,, he'll do what he can to keep you away from them

He doesn't like your family at all

Will fist fight them at any time :)

He isn't masky, don't treat him like he is!

Brian Thomas

Ehhhhh

Same for Tim, he won't kidnap you.

He'll just,,, do his best to keep you away from your family.

Brian is not hoodie, don't treat him like he is!

Will totally fight your family lol

But like,,, he won't kill them like Hoodie would.

hi <3 i’m racoon anon! can we get toby, tim, and brian with an S/O who has an old grumpy dog? like a saint bernard or something? thanks love!

🦝

Hello, Raccoon anon!! I will add you to my list of anons~

I'm not sure what you wanted from this request but I made it cute... I was listening to nice music when I wrote it so I couldn't stop myself 😅 I hope you enjoy!!

Tim/Masky:

I’ve always seen Tim as more of a cat person, but he doesn’t hate dogs. So if you had one, it wouldn’t be a problem, necessarily.

The problem would be if your dog didn’t like Tim.

You weren’t shocked when your dog began growling at your boyfriend. You explained to him that your dog had gotten grumpy in its old age.

Your dog didn’t like anyone that it didn’t know.

So you and Tim would need to take the time to slowly get your dog to be comfortable around him.

It would take a while, especially considering Tim is just more of a cat person. But with time and effort, you would slowly get them used to each other.

It was a pleasant surprise to find your dog lying by Tim’s feet when he was sitting on the couch.

The two of you were watching a movie together and you had gotten up to use the bathroom only to come back and find your grumpy pup perfectly content right next to your boyfriend.

Tim appreciates your dog too! Even in its old age, it protects the house and its owner with its whole heart.

It was your dog who woke the two of you to alert you of a burglar in the house (which Masky quickly took care of). He was pretty happy with your dog after that.

Now it’s normal to catch Tim feeding your dog scraps from his plate.

After a while, the two would be okay with each other. And that makes you smile~

Brian/Hoodie:

This man is definitely a dog person 100%

Your dog would warm up to Brian a lot faster, mainly because Brian knows what to do with dogs to make them like him.

Still, your dog would be wary at first. Growling at him and barking when he entered the house.

But with a little time, your dog would warm up to him and stop seeing him as a threat to your safety.

They’d be pretty close after that too.

The three of you would go on walks together! And go to the dog park occasionally too.

Your dog is still old, so you know not to overdo things for the sake of its joints. But it still loves to play fetch with you two!

It was on one of your walks later into the evening that Brian noticed someone watching your group. It looked to be a typical mugger and he was sure that “Hoodie” would have to take care of the guy.

But around the same time that Brian noticed the mugger, so did your dog.

Your dog started growling, and when the mugger began to approach, it started barking and snarling. And you didn’t have a small dog either, it was pretty intimidating. (Especially with 6’ Brian there too)

The guy turned and ran pretty quickly.

And your pup was praised by you and Brian and given lots of pets and kisses.

You guys were practically a normal family, and Brian loved that.

“Ticci” Toby:

Toby is just an animal person.

He loves your dog so much!

Your dog? Definitely dislikes Toby at first.

Toby is a ball of energy and your dog is old and a grouch, has snapped at Toby before.

You then have to scold your pup and tell them not to bite.

You’d need to be more patient with Toby, honestly, when it comes to getting your dog to like him.

The boy is just excited!

But after a while and a lot of explanations to Toby, they would begin to get along.

The thing that warms your heart the most though?

Toby is the only person who can make your dog act like a puppy again.

By the time they’re close, your dog gets so excited to see Toby. Its tail will wag and it’ll start whining, wanting to run over and jump on the boy.

Toby encourages this. You do not.

But it makes you so happy to see them getting along!

And Toby trusts your dog to keep you safe when he’s away. Because it always had before you guys met.

You told Toby about the time your dog had saved you from being robbed. It had chased after the robber, causing the man to trip and get caught.

Toby has a real respect for your dog after that.

Your favorite thing to do is get your big dog up on the bed with the two of you and all curl up together for a nap.

It’s cozy and warm and perfect~

“The masky chasing his s/o who’s stolen his mask, like he’s chasing her and can’t even catch up to her cause she like a goddamn track star”

I hope this is what you wanted, still experimenting with writing masky jdjkshfjd there was an attempt…..

run *intense guitar music starts playing*

Honestly, he’s going to be more than a little pissed if you pull this stunt before a mission or plan of his which he will need his mask for. Those things take a lot of preparation and planning, and if you make him late that could screw up the whole thing.

Though if you steal it outside of his “work hours”, he’ll just sigh and jog after you like a kid that doesn’t feel like going to gym class, before picking up the pace and actually trying to catch you. When he’s still in his “Masky mode”, he tends to Tackle Fucking Everything so the urge to just go ham and chase you overtakes him.

It doesn’t really matter how many times this has happened before, he will always spend a good 5-10 minutes chasing you because that’s all his mind is on.

However, being borderline feral doesn’t mean he’s stupid. He will always realize he can’t outrun you in due time. This man knows the area like the back of his hand, not to mention he knows you, both of which we will use to his advantage.

He mentally calculates where you are most likely heading before taking a sharp turn. Before you know it, he’s in front of you, grabbing you by the shoulders and pushing you to the ground.

Grumbling, he will snatch his mask out of your grasp before unceremoniously swinging you over his shoulder and carrying you all the way back. No way he’s gonna give you another opportunity to run off with his possessions after that. Well. Until next next time.

DN Jeff, Toby, Ben, and Tim with an s/o who whenever they wanna have sex their s/o is like "nah you'd hate my body" or "I look gross naked" sorry if this doesn't make sense but yeah🥲

Jeff The Killer

You, in fucking fact, do not look gross naked.

He's absolutely in love with your body tf you mean you look gross??

He will absolutely smack you upside the head every single time you say shit like that

He loves your body babe

He doesn't hate a single inch of it

Not even your feet!

And that fucker hates feet with a passion.

Feet disgust him lol

Ticci Toby

John Cena voice: ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?

Yeah no

He loves your body

Absolutely worships the fuck outta you

You think you look gross naked? His dick says otherwise

Never say either of those things again

He will straight up tell you the shut the hell up

BEN Drowned

"So what's it like being fucking blind?"

Babe he loves your body so much--

You absolutely don't look gross naked

He will worship every inch of your body

You don't even have to ask

Hes in love with your body

Tim Wright

You dumb bitch

He absolutely does not hate your body

You look absolutely amazing naked

He understands why you'd say that tbh

Not because it's true or anything!!!

He thinks that about his own body :(

He absolutely loves your body

He'll make sure you know it too!

He will absolutely fucking worship you

Lover boy <3

hello how are you, hope you are well. my english is not too good but could i request some bruno angst where reader doesn’t forgive him for leaving? you don’t have to tho it’s okay

The Absence of You

⤷ pairing - bruno madrigal x (gn) reader

⤷ fandom - encanto

⤷ warnings - angst, hurt/little comfort

⤷ summary - everyone else seems ready to forgive and forget, but you can’t erase the years of pain

⤷ notes - thanks for the request! i love a bit of angst! your english is perfect btw. might make an extra to repair this damage depending on how sad this turns out

⤷ word count - 1.5k+

The day Bruno left, he hadn’t said goodbye.

You had no forewarning, no time to prepare yourself, no clue to what was happening until it was too late. One day he was here, and one day he was not. 

And that was almost enough to break you. 

For a while you had thought you had done something wrong. Were there signs you had missed? Had you driven him away? Granted, you knew the townspeople weren’t the kindest when it came to Bruno and he often felt as though he alone had to bear the brunt of what his powers entailed, but it never seemed enough for him to disappear entirely. 

Deep down, you knew you weren’t the issue, but you still couldn’t shake the guilt. You could have done something. You were the one who swore to always be there for him. 

And yet, where it really counted, you fell short. La familia Madrigal was torn apart the day he left, and all you did was sit and watch them fall apart.

It was no secret that you were Bruno’s sweetheart. You were his first love, the one who held his hands through the darkness of the night and caressed his cheeks during the summer heat, tucked into his chest during the spring siestas as he gazed down on you with nothing but love in his eyes.

The two of you were perfect, never seen without the other and never was one pictured in a life without the other. You could be framed as one, bound amongst the magic of the miracle and the roots of the Madrigals. He was your one, your Bruno. 

The week he left you couldn’t stop crying. 

It was like a loss of your only warmth after being thrown into the snow, your body sent into an almost shock-state the moment you heard the news from Pepa. You had to find out through his sister. He wouldn’t even say goodbye.

That night you resigned to your bed, wrapping the blanket around yourself and reaching out for Bruno. It was an instinct. Bruno had often stayed at your home, murmuring sweet nothings into your skin in the dead of night whether you were asleep or awake. Your arm fell limply onto the cold sheets, gripping as you searched for his warmth. 

You spent many nights like this, curled into a ball with your fingernails almost tearing holes into your mattress, eyes stinging with tears that you refused to let fall. These nights you wouldn’t fall asleep, flittering between consciousness and dreams until the sun peaked through your blinds in the morning.

On days when the unrelenting sun burned down on you with its empyrean gaze, you would see his figure flickering in the mirages that blossomed in the heat. It took months before you stopped chasing after them.

Through the years, though you grew older, skin hardening and mind becoming wise, you never sought another. In your eyes, Bruno was the only one for you. So you waited.

And then, he returned. Just like that. The rumours wouldn’t settle within the town, weaving their way like one big game of Chinese whispers before they ended with you. Casita had fallen down, and been rebuilt. You did not help.

Rather, you prepared yourself. You had waited for Bruno for years, desperately yearning for him in the days that you hated yourself, and begging for him to come back on the nights where all you wanted was to hold him in your arms. 

You could wait a little longer. He would come find you. So you waited, with a baited breath and pounding heart, shaking away the pain that wrapped around your thoughts and wiping away the tears that trailed down your cheeks. 

He would come for you, you were sure of it. 

The day Bruno returned, he didn’t greet you at all. You waited, and you waited, and you waited until the tears had dried and the blood flowing in your veins was nothing but a white noise in the back of your mind. Despite yourself, you were scared that Bruno had left once again. Why else would he have not searched for you the moment he got back, the same way to the very depths of your soul you were searching for him?

So, you went to the Madrigals. You would find him yourself. The moment you laid eyes on him again it seemed like time stopped, your heart stuttering in your chest and breath hitching in your throat. Despite the years that separated you two, you still loved him.

As much as you hated it.

He was with Pepa and Julieta, shoulders relaxed and a dopey smile on his face. That was, until he saw you. Casita had snapped its doors shut behind you, alerting your presence to the triplets. Bruno slowly stood from his chair, legs weak as he tapped along the tile, arms outstretched for you.

His hands were shaking when they met your face, cupping your cheeks with a gentleness that made your skin burn. His expression was soft, eyes searching your face as if it were the last time he would ever see it. There was love in his gaze, desperately reaching out for something you could not provide.  In the background, you saw Julieta wave away Pepa, the two of them exiting into the adjacent room.

“Mi amorcito.” He breathed, stammering slightly as though he couldn’t make sense of what was happening. Then, he smiled at you, his grin as impish and nervous as the day he had first introduced himself. Your fingers gently curled around wrists.

“Don’t call me that.” You murmured, voice wavering as you pulled away his hands. Bruno visibly flinched at you words, and you had to look away.

“(Y/N)?” His voice was quiet as you took a step back, arms falling limply at your sides as your bodies detached.

“Where were you?” Your own voice was hoarse, scratching at your dry throat with a pain that made you choke up. He glanced at your face, the walls, the floor, before back at your face again. You levelled him with an even stare, crossing your arms as he shrank underneath your gaze.

And you waited a moment. He did not respond.

“Fine. Why did you leave?” Your voice wavered. Bruno straightened his back, taking a step towards you just as you took another step back.

“I-I had to leave!” He spluttered, crooked smile twisting its way onto to his lips. Yet, his hands still shook, bottom lip quivering like he himself didn’t believe what he was saying, “I was hurting la familia-”

“Well what about me?” You cried, voice cracking as you blinked away the tears that gathered at your waterline. His words died in his throat as he watched you crumbled, shoulders shaking.

“I waited for you for years,” you seethed, vision watery as the tears continued to accumulate. Bruno could only look away. You scoffed at his expression, “you didn’t even say goodbye, Bruno. You left me alone, and all you can say it was for la familia?” You spat. 

“L-Look, I-” 

“You what? You’re sorry?” Bruno fell silent once again, nodding his head lightly. You forced yourself not to look at the bags under his eyes, or his sunken in cheeks, or the way his fingers twitched by his sides, itching to reach out to yours.

“Sorry doesn’t take away those years, Bruno.” His shoulders stiffened, neck craned downwards. You sniffled, ignoring the way he glanced up at you, remorse and concern in his eyes.

And behind it all, he still looked at you with love. 

He still looked at you with adoration, as if you were the only thing in the world. 

Like the way before he left. 

Your nails dug into your palms, cutting little crescent shaped wounds through your skin. You had to leave, before you lost the strength to.

“Goodbye, Bruno.” His head snapped up, eyes widening in horror as you turned back to the door.

“M-Mi amorcito, please-”  “Don’t.” You gritted your teeth, steeling yourself so you wouldn’t turn around to look at his pitiful form, “I’m sorry, but you lost your chance.”

In the end, all Bruno could do was watch you leave, chest heavy and mind wrapped with regret, begging fruitlessly for all of this to be a dream. But, of course, he would never be that lucky.  

You, his second half, the one who made him complete, had walked out the door, and there was nothing he did to stop it. 

The day you left, you took away a piece of Bruno with you.

And it was never to return.

hihi! uuh it's my birthday so if it's possible can i request a Bruno Madrigal x Reader on how Bruno will celebrate his s/o birthday? something very fluffy 👉🏽👈🏽 thank you so much if you can!!

꒰ ➼ ❝ surprise..? ❞ ꒱

bruno x reader

warnings: nothing

a/n :: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! it’s my birthday soon, too! i hope you enjoy your day today and i hope this is good enough for you. :: also with this story i kinda just made you go to julietas room to store away food?? cuz like?? yk the plot has to make sense.

you hadn’t seen bruno all day. it made you worry if he was okay, but you were also disappointed that you didn’t even get a single ‘happy birthday’ from him either. everyone else from the madrigal family had made a fuss, pepa promising to keep the skies bright and julieta just giving you a sly smile and she hurried you around to keep you busy. you knew they were up to something, you just couldn’t tell what. you were too worried about bruno to think harder about what everyone might be up to.

once you had placed julietas groceries with her, you begun to race out of the room. ‘ah, y/n—‘ she called, trying to grasp your hand as you approached her door.

‘sorry, julieta,’ you cringed. ‘i just haven’t checked the other side of the house yet for bruno… he hasn’t been back to his room all day.’ you emphasised, shutting the door before she could get enough word in. the only really important spot you could think of that he would be in the other section of the house would be the kitchen. he would be in any of the rooms, and you didn’t bother checking that side because mirabel had done a terrible job at skirting you away from that direction. odd. you thought, but you knew that nothing would stop you now.

‘bruno..!’ you exclaimed, looking around as you passed by, getting closer and closer to the kitchen. you let out a yelp of surprise as a rat passed by you, scrambling into the kitchen. bingo. not hesitating, you raced towards the doors and burst them open. ‘bruno! i’ve been looking everywhere for—‘ you saw the hooded figure that worked busily away in the kitchen let out a shriek of surprise, dropping the whisker he was using and turning around. his hands fumbling to hide what he was of making, in the middle of the process dropping a bag of flour onto the table.

flour exploded into a cloud around the man, and you froze, shocked. you would’ve believed anyone if they said that it was agustin, because of his reputation for causing accidents. ‘uh…’ you trailed off, as the person coughed and batted the flour away. looking back at you now, you widened your eyes and was taken aback. as you stared, bruno stared back, face white as he was covered in powder, his curls tangled and messy and his face sweating.

‘y/n…’ he uttered, sheepishly scratching his head and batting away the flour from his shoulders. ‘i didn’t expect you to be back so soon! what a…’ seeing his excuse not working, he deflated. ‘coincidence…’

‘bruno.. were you avoiding me?’ you asked, rubbing your arm as he looked surprised.

‘what? no!’ he shook his head frantically. ‘i was just.. i had to do something.’ gesturing behind him slightly, you tilted yourself to try and get a look and what he was making. scooting to shield your gaze, you frowned.

‘you look like you need help.’ you protest, inching closer as he shook his head.

‘no, not from you—‘ cringing at his statement. ‘that’s not what i meant, what i meant was that it should be a—‘

‘surprise!’

you flinched and bruno cowered as the madrigal family popped out from behind you, each holding a decorative item to either give to you or just hold. bruno seemed more startled than you, and as the family analysed the situation, they all looked around, confused.

‘uh…’ camilo looked confused, while isabela tried to hide her laugh. ‘so is the cake.. not ready?’ mirabel tried to cut him off before he said it, and you connected the dots. ‘…..oh.’ you muttered, shielding your face in embarrassment. the family simply shrugged it off, hurrying you out of the kitchen as julieta apologised, hurrying to go help bruno and rescue the cake.

once the cake had been prepared, bruno had found you celebrating with luisa as she did some tricks to entertain you. she seemed to get the hint and left quickly. ‘so…’ you murmured.

‘so…’ he echoed, his eyes darted to yours and the ground. ‘i insisted to julieta that i would make the cake. i wanted it to be special for you, mi vida.’ he murmured, brushing a stray hair behind your ear.

‘you being here for my birthday is enough for me.’ you replied, leaning into his touch as he flushed. attention stolen as the lights or the casita dimmed, the floors shuffling as they urged you to a set up table. you eyed bruno as he looked around, muttering to julieta before disappearing, then coming out with the cake. it had your age written in shaking handwriting (which you could tell was bruno’s), and was a bit messed up and overcooked, but overall you were elated. you looked up at him and he smiled, urging you to blow out your candles.

as the family celebrated, you couldn’t stop grinning. you were glad that anything was okay, and with bruno by your side, getting along with the family and chatting away with camilo, every now and then coming back to steal a kiss, you didn’t want to be anywhere else.

( Bruno Madrigal x Reader )

(Imagine: Bruno as a father)

(.) first off he’d be an amazing father

(.) putting on theatrical acts for his child making them laugh when sad or to spend time with them

(.) he’d be such a kind and caring father

(.) when he was hiding from his family in the walls. He’d talk to his child through the walls

(.) if they were crying late at night and you were wracked out and fast asleep

(.) he’d come into the room and cradle them in his arms

(.) his rat absolutely loves you and his child

(.) his mother and sisters both love them

(.) sometimes they’d find their way into the walls and he’d just play with them for a bit until you came to look for them around the house

(.) when he finally saw you again face to face not through the wall you hugged him and kissed him

(.) his child ran over to their father and shouted ‘dada!’

(.) when the family was telling Maribel about Bruno. You and your child only had sweet things to say about him

(.) if it wasn’t for his gift they wouldn’t of met him.

(.) Bruno came over to them about his premonition and he acted so charming and nice. Turns out his premonition was over them being his future partner.

(.) and he couldn’t say hey I’m your future partner that would be creepy even with his gift

(.) but they fell head over heels for him and got married a year later

(.) about his child gift if they didn’t get one he’d be supportive and if he got one he’d still be supportive

(.) he loves his child and partner and even when he was estranged from his family. He’d still talk to them and make sure their okay

(.) and when he reunited with them he spent so much time with them

sloppy

okay, believe it or not, this is actually kinda tame for the mood i was going for. there is a gratuitous use of the word ‘slut’, but it’s not used in an abusive manner. shane is y/n’s dom, and y/n is a needy brat. enjoy!

“Sloppy little slut,” Shane growls.

Y/N whimpers, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the counter that Shane has her bent over. She should have listened, God, she should have listened. Hindsight is 20/20, however, and as she looks up at Shane through the mirror in front of her, she’s not she could have avoided this fate anyways.

“I’m sorry,” she huffs, neck bent at an awkward angle when he yanks on her hair. It’s hard enough to make her whimper, but not hard enough to make her feel like his anger runs any deeper than the surface.

“Sorry, huh? You’re going to be sorry, all right. Couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, could you? Had to go and be a little slut ‘cause you couldn’t get your fucking way.”

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•Lots of hair pulling- Shane loves it.

•Shane being really soft and romantic.

•You topping a lot of the time, Shane loves seeing you on top of him.

•He's a  m e g a  soft dom.

•Him making a lot of noise- you rarely saw it with the other men you've been with, but he is loud.

•You love it when he groans loudly, it helps you feel like you're doing well.

•Lots of biting and hair pulling on your part- you love the reactions Shane gives you.

•Lots of praise and moans on Shane's part, he loves letting you know what you do to him.

•You both end up bruised and scratched in some way- not that you mind.

•Shane usually bruises your waist and hips by accident.

•He always feels bad the next day, giving the bruises soft kisses and treating you extra gently.

•He also goes as far as making you breakfast out of guilt.

•You insist on it being fine, saying that you find his strength kinda sexy.

•He also ends up bruised with hickeys covering his pale chest and neck, even sometimes on his thighs.

•He complains about the amount of them you give him.

• "You seemed to enjoy it when you were getting them."

•You'd usually tease him, making him a bit of a mess.

•He'd always get you back though, running his hands up your thighs, getting you all hot and bothered.

(this is also posted on my wattpad, @sawyer_drinks_soya)

Oh my god okay so, this is really cheesy so completely understandable if you wanna pass on it: a tsf where Shane is Reader’s bf, and Reader is always a lil worried whenever he goes to one of those haunted places, and he figures that out when they hug him extra tight when he gets back? Maybe teases them a little? 💜💜

You heard the front door open and you bounded off the couch and towards your boyfriend. As soon as you saw Shane you took a huge leap, jumping onto him.

He laughed as he caught you, pulling you into a kiss as soon as you were back on your feet. As you broke apart, you pulled him into a tight hug as you always did when he came back from a haunted expedition.

Shane seemed to take notice of this and took a step back, still keeping you in his arms, “Everything okay?”

You gave him a sheepish look, “I just worry, you know?”

Shane chuckled, “I think you’ve been spending too much time with Ryan.” You punched his shoulder and he began laughing again. He pulled you in close and kissed the top of your head, “But I will always come back home to you. Don’t you worry.”

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🅦︎🅗︎🅐︎🅣︎ 🅣︎🅞︎ 🅔︎🅧︎🅟︎🅔︎🅒︎🅣︎ 🅦︎🅗︎🅔︎🅝︎ 🅢︎🅛︎🅔︎🅔︎🅟︎🅘︎🅝︎🅖︎ 🅦︎🅘︎🅣︎🅗︎ 🅢︎🅗︎🅐︎🅝︎🅔︎ 🅜︎🅐︎🅓︎🅔︎🅙︎:

•His lengthy limbs being all over the bed.

•Lots of cuddling- he's surprisingly quite the cuddle-bug.

•You like to lay your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat while he plays with your hair.

•He may be a gargantuan man who can easily look very intimidating, but that is all thrown away when he's in bed with you.

•He's the biggest softie you've ever met and you're more than okay with that.

•He loves it when you let him lay on top of you, with his head resting on your stomach as you gently run your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp.

•You usually do this when he's sick or after he's had a particularly bad day at the office.

•He'd tell you all about the dickhead who stole his lunch which 'clearly had his name on it' and you'd sit and listen like the good s/o you are.

•Falling asleep on separate sides of the bed and waking up with your legs in a tangled heap and you wrapped tightly in Shane's arms.

(this is also posted on my wattpad, @sawyer_drinks_soya)

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🅦︎🅗︎🅐︎🅣︎ 🅣︎🅞︎ 🅔︎🅧︎🅟︎🅔︎🅒︎🅣︎ 🅦︎🅗︎🅔︎🅝︎ 🅚︎🅘︎🅢︎🅢︎🅘︎🅝︎🅖︎ 🅢︎🅗︎🅐︎🅝︎🅔︎ 🅜︎🅐︎🅓︎🅔︎🅙︎:

•Him kissing your forehead due to the height difference.

•Him cradling your face in his hands.

•You having to get on your tippy-toes for a kiss.

•Him lifting you into the air to kiss you.

•For him to bite your bottom lip when things get heated.

•For him to lift you up and wrap your legs around his waist when things get heated.

•You running you fingers through his hair- him groaning, loving the feeling.

•Him slightly pulling your hair to elicit noises from your pretty lips.

•Sweet kisses turning into heated make-out sessions.

•Lots of soft moans and gasps swapped between lips.

•Your lips being swollen the next day.

(this is also on my wattpad, @sawyer_drinks_soya)

hi! since you posted a ryan and shane with a short s/o, what about writing a tall s/o one? i’m 6’0” and i bet there are some other tall readers out there who would enjoy:)

Ryan and Shane With a Tall S/o

Shane

He's totally whipped for you

You're like the best at hugging out of everyone he knows

Your hugs are so warm and comforting

He loves not having to lean down to kiss you

You're most likely pretty clumsy and he's completely smitten with it

You'll literally trip over your own feet so many times a day and he'll just snort and let out a tiny "aww"

He loves to chase you around the house, you're pretty fast compared to him so it's hilarious when he catches you, pulling you down onto the sofa

He loves how he can be the big spoon or little spoon

Loosing you among a crowd is no problem, but he still panicks when you wander off

Your ability to take photos of the two of you is amazing, Instagram and Twitter are literally t h r i v i n g with the selfies

He knew how much people loved it when their clothes were too big for their s/o, but Shane loved seeing his clothes fit you perfectly

Probably absolutely smitten with your legs and how long they are

Can perfectly kiss your lips and nose, it's so cute for both of you

Adores to tease Ryan with you

Loves to lean your foreheads together

Loves to share baths with you

Ryan

He's always been used to having people taller than him, but you're different

He loves to hug you and hear your heartbeat speed up when his hands drift near your waist

He loves to burry his head in your neck

Probably a small spoon

If you're ever insecure about your height, he's such a softie when comforting you

He knows all of your favourite cuddling positions and how comfortable each one is for you

Loves it when you rest your head on top of his

Finds it hilarious and so fun when you give him piggy backs

Will occasionally share a bath with you, the bath is probably suited to your height, so it's so much more cozy

Probably a massive fan of your legs

Teases you about being so tall, but only harmlessly

You probably gang up with Shane, teasing Ryan about his height

Loves to jump up and kiss your lips when your teasing him, you'll most likely melt into the kiss and he'll instantly win the argument

Loves your hugs, when he's stressed or tired, your hugs are a literal godsend

They're so comforting and calming

a/n: im so jealous of tall people sometimes lmao, im like average ish (so like 5'6 ish:/)

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shane x streamer!reader

headcanon: i have one! (hcs) shane dating a like streamer/youtuber? hope youre having a nice week :)

a/n: this is such a cute prompt!! i think it is very neat and fun and now that my finals are over im gonna go back to writing more!! thanks for y’alls patience!!

Shane Madej

If you’re a streamer or YouTuber (or both) when you meet Shane, he automatically lets you know that he thinks your job is cool.

He’s a YouTuber himself (technically!), so he understands what that kind of work entails.

That being said, he can help you with tech-related issues you might have while recording/streaming and he has lots of experience editing and working around weird copyright/streaming rules. 

“Oh, is it not recording the sound? Hold on, this happened to us once. I think I can fix it.”

If you start this career after you and Shane are together, he tells you right away that you’ve got his full and total support. 

He’d be a hypocrite otherwise. He works on the internet too.

If he’s away or isn’t part of your livestreams specifically, he’ll always try to join the chat and let you know he’s watching along with your audience.

He hypes you up on Twitter and Instagram, especially when you’re having livestreams. 

He always asks when your next stream is if he doesn’t know your schedule or you don’t have one yet.

He secretly wants to be part of your streams sometimes because they seem like fun, but he would never invite himself into your recording space to interrupt if he wasn’t supposed to be part of things.

He will text you to ask if you want water or snacks or something if you’ve been streaming or working for a long time. 

He’s so impressed with how quickly you gain followers and he’s in awe over how nice your fans seem to be. 

He takes a genuine interest in your job and understands fully how important it is to you. He’ll give you as much space or help as you could ever possibly need.