#cold war.

Joke and Dagger Dept:

Spy vs Spy (MAD #252, January 1985)

Woods x Reader - Assortment Of Fluff Hcs!

A/N: of course you can!! Here ya go, hope they're what you wanted and much more! Also included is very, very light angst at the end! Hope ya don't mind!

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Woods likes to think that he's always macho-macho, but the truth is he's not. This man will positively become the giant teddy bear you've always wanted.

When you're both able to have a joint day off together, one of your unspoken traditions is to just laze around with whatever reruns of whatever sitcom is on.

This does include cuddles. LOTS of cuddles. Sometimes you consider questioning if he's alright because he'll just hold you so close for so long that it sometimes gets uncomfortable.

Woods "helping" you cook is a thing.

By "helping" I mean he leans against the counter watching you, snidely remarking about something or other, and then trying to hug you from behind... if you don't playfully elbow him away again, of course.

You two helping each other polish your army boots and iron your uniforms. Woods doesn't necessarily like doing either, but he's nothing if a committed soldier.

He also scolds you sometimes when you iron your uniform differently to how he does it.

"You're doing it wrong, (Y/N)."

"How? I'm literally just ironing."

You two taking turns doing the grocery shopping. Sometimes, when you're not feeling like it on your turn, you'll "owe™" him one if he does it for you. And yes, this works every damn time.

If it's around the time, you two make a big deal out of the game. He's a big football guy, and, despite your (maybe) disinterest, you help him set everything up.

This also leads onto the next point: DATE NIGHTS!!

Much like cooking, you take turns deciding where to go for a date night. And much like the game, you both bite your tongue if you're not particularly feeling the date idea. It's a fine balance that, overall, leaves everyone happy.

Muttering sweet nothings into each other's ears at night as you hold each other close because you're unsure as to when your next day off is going to be (even if you both have the next day off, duty can call at any time).

Woods making an exaggerated big deal out of helping you clean the house, though secretly enjoys it. It becomes not so secret when he asks if he can hoover/vacuum (he loves hoovering, and you even got him a new hoover/vacuum last year for Christmas) and grins when you say "yes".

👏 BREAKFAST 👏 IN 👏 BED 👏

Going for long drives just to be in each other's company, even if it's mainly music playing in silence...

And arguing over the radio, of course. In the end, you always win because Woods doesn't want to see you upset.

Going to Burger Town is a pretty common thing on your days off, and you particularly enjoy grabbing Woods a new key chain whenever you pop down without him.

Exchanging stories, most of which contain Mason in some embarrassing or humorous light... or detail how much of an asshole Hudson is.

Taking baths or showers together? Yep! A majority of the time, during a bath, you end falling asleep against his chest. He only wakes you when the water starts turning cold. Rest assured, he feels bad about it.

Drinking is also a past time of yours. Do you get absolutely pissed? Sometimes. But mostly you drink until you eat and then slow down, and go to bed before you can finish another glass.

A/N: Yet another small, fluffy thing for Adler taken from an oc x canon thing I wrote. Enjoy! Can also be taken as Adler x Bell!!

T/W: no plot, just fluff!

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In the silence of the kitchen, you hummed a tune to yourself; two plates sat to the side, and you were currently cooking up some pancakes, giving an equal amount (if you made enough batter). The coffee was boiled, dishes from last night cleaned, and all was calm.

"Hey there," Came a low, husky voice followed by a pair of arms snaking around your waist, pulling you back to him as he placed his head atop yours (the height difference was enough to allow it).

You continued humming, offering no reply, and dumped a pancake onto one of the plates.

"That's my shirt," He observed, the oversized garment the first thing he noticed as soon as he snuck into the kitchen.

"It is," You confirmed, flipping the pancake in the pan, much to Adler's pleasant surprise, "You're lucky that I didn't wear your glasses."

"They'd look better on you, too," He flirted lightly, smiling as you nodded in agreement with a smile of your own.

Adler waited patiently for you to finish off the pancakes before spinning you around, resulting in you flush against him so that you could look at one another fully, "We should go out and get something to eat later."

"I'm expecting a call from Hudson," You placed a hand to his chest as you spoke, though didn't push him away.

"He can wait a few hours," Adler assured, not too bothered by that fact. Hudson was an asshole, anyway. "Is this for me?"

He moved an arm to grab a plate, stepping away from you to smile softly down at the prepared food. Way to kill a mood.

"Syrup is in the cupboard, sir," You gestured, playful words followed by a content sigh.

A/N: a mix of x reader and just Adler hcs! Enjoy!

T/W: none!

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If the phrase "I'm all ears" was personified, Mr. Adler would be it. He can't promise he'll offer much in the way of a reply, but he's always there to just smoke and listen.

He said he'd quit smoking after stopping Perseus. He didn't do it the first time, and the second isn't looking good either.

At some point he was taught about camo face paint and never once stopped to consider that using it on every op is overkill. Expect a smart remark if you ask.

Very supportive; he holds negative comments to himself unless there's no other alternative, will push you to do something you're undecided about, and will defend you if someone doubts your ability.

He's not a very traditional guy (however, in committed relationships there's a balance between traditional and non traditional), but will sure as shit defend your honour if something were to happen.

Sunglasses WILL stay on, because, in a way, it's a defense against the world. He's vulnerable (or feels so) when they're off.

They will come off if he's particularly friendly with you like he is with Sims.

He's a cynical bastard with a desire to see things optimistic. He prepares for worst case scenario whilst also preparing for best case scenario. It's a very, very strange balance.

Adler is a calm and relaxed guy. That being said, if you manage to push him to the point he's outwardly frustrated, you know you've fucked up. He has no qualms on holding anyone, regardless of gender, accountable.

This boy likes Burger Town. He has fond memories of grabbing a greasy burger after Vietnam. He will, however, argue that Woods is the king Burger Town lover.

He will ALWAYS offer you cigarettes before taking one for himself.

A/N: A short thing of our favourite soft, fluffy pair (just kidding lmao). Adler is simping, Tex is simping, it's a cute time!

T/W: none!

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Her laughter made him chuckle, a soft, low thing directed into her ear as he paused kissing her neck; when he could, he continued his gentle assault, the feeling of her hand lightly tangled in his hair euphoric on its own.

She once more laughed, and this time he pulled away. From where he was, hovering above her, he admired her for a moment, "What?"

"It tickles," She simply replied, grinning as he tilted his head in a 'really?' manner, the hair that was loose from her grasp bouncing with him.