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Author’s Note: I’m sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. I thought I’d do a Steve Rodgers Imagine. I’m slowly getting through some of the requests you’ve sent me so stay tuned. 

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Summary: Y/N gets in a fight with Steve. Complete fluff and sweetness at the end. 

A 1940s tune quietly hums throughout the apartment on Steve’s record player. His music wraps around you offering tiny pieces of comfort while you anxiously pace the kitchen for another endless night of worrying.

The clock in your kitchen mockingly calls out your name with every tick, somehow, the hands irrationally antagonise you as you stare it down. Steve’s been on a top-secret S.H.E.I.L.D mission for two weeks. You weren’t allowed to know where he was or how long he would be gone for. The uncertainty fiercely ate at you. Although you knew who you married from the beginning there wasn’t a day that went by where you didn’t fear for his safety.

It’s well past your usual bedtime but you can’t sleep. Filling the sink with hot water you attempt to calm the loneliness that festers in your chest by doing the dishes. Any distraction is warmly welcomed – as long as it vanishes any ugly thoughts of Steve getting hurt.

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, there’s this small piece of you that’s starting to resent Captain America. You couldn’t really make sense of it. You love Steve with every atom of your being, but more often than not Steve chose Captain America and his duties over you – which you understood, but it didn’t make the pain in your chest any lighter. You’d see him for a couple of days then he would embark on weeklong missions. You could see the confliction in Steve’s eyes every time he walked out the front door, you knew it wasn’t easy for him either – you could never ask him to give up saving the world.

Mindlessly you pick up a plate and begin soaking it in the warm soapy water. Looking out the window you can see the stars dancing in the sky as the night air is laced in a peaceful silence.

Suddenly the sound of jingling keys struggling to fit into your front door abruptly pulls you out of your trance like state. The lock turns causing your heart to jump into your throat. The sound of a metal shield being gently placed onto the wooden floor is all the indication you need to let you know that Steve’s finally home. You quickly abandon the dishes and pat your hands on the back of your pyjama pants. Hearing the shuffling of boots being tugged off causes immense excitement to overcome your entire body.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?” Steve quietly hums as he takes in the soft music.

“Steve! You’re home.” You beam at your husband. Steve turns to your voice. His blue eyes light up when he sees you, however, your smile immediately drops when you assess his appearance. His blonde hair is dishevelled while purple blotches and small cuts litter his face. Your eyes drift to his arm; it’s being supported by a sling.

Steve seems to immediately sense your distress. “Don’t freak out sweetheart, it’s just a few scratches. I’ll be completely healed in a couple of hours.” He pulls you into his chest and lightly kisses your temple.

“I’m just glad you’re home.” You mumble into his chest as you feel his muscular arms wrap around you. A sense of calm engulfs both of you as you cling to each other for the first time in weeks. Neither of you have the words to express just how much you’ve missed each other.

Your husband is finally back in your arms. Nothing could bring you down in this moment. Love radiates through your entire body as you tighten your grip around Steve causing him to chuckle.

Pulling away you continue to inspect the cuts on Steve’s face and begin to fuss over him.

“Y/N.” Steve lightly whines in protest, but he does nothing to stop you.

“I’ll make you some herbal tea and find those bandages.” You spring into action mode scurrying around the kitchen. Steve leans against the kitchen door frame as adoration swirls in his blue orbs. He silently admires you causing a heat to rush to your cheeks as you catch him lovingly staring at you.

“We should make dinner plans; I’ve really missed our date nights.” You propose. Truth be told you missed more than your date nights. A piece of you craved Steve’s touch – two whole weeks without indulging in your husbands’ soft lips was way too long.

“That sounds amazing, we can do that when I get back.” Steve says. A tinge of reluctance laces in his voice as he slowly gauges your reaction.

Your heart drops into the pit of your stomach, “When you get back?” You ask hesitantly.

“I have another mission.” He says carefully, “Tomorrow morning.” Steve shifts uncomfortably as he senses your disappointment.

“But you just got back.” You swallow the thick ball of emotion festering in the back of your throat. You turn back to your abandoned dishes and pick them back up. The warm water now slightly cold. You didn’t want Steve to see the tears that stubbornly pool in your eyes.

“How long will you be gone?” You ask stifling the hurt in your voice.

“Two weeks, maybe more, it’s hard to say.” Steve’s answer breaks your heart. A small whimper falls from your lips without your permission as tears freely fall down your cheeks.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry sweetheart.” He comes up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist. Resting his chin on your shoulder he tries to sooth you. “Please don’t cry.”

“I just got you back.” Your voice cracks. You can see Steve’s face in the window reflection. His eyes are taunted by guilt.

“The team needs Captain America.” Steve says as he tries to justify his next mission but something inside of you snaps.

“I don’t care if they need Captain America!” You yell out of pure frustration. “I need Steve Rodgers. I need my husband.” A sudden wave of anger washes over your body. You slam the plate into the sink. The force shatters the plate into small fragments; a shard knicks your palm but you ignore the blood too angry at the world for taking your husband away from you.  

You rip yourself out of his grip and turn to face Steve. His face is riddled with shock and guilt. He’d never seen you this angry or upset before. You’d always been a constant sweet and ever calming presence in his life.

“Y/N you’re hurt.” Steve’s eyebrows furrow with concern as he notices the blood trickling down your hand.

“So are you!”, You push his hands away as he tries to further inspect your hand. “Who are you fighting? Because they seem a hell of a lot stronger than you and just the very thought of that scares me to my core.” You ramble yourself into a completely panicked state.

Steve senses your panic and immediately attempts to offer comfort.

“Y/N…” Steve tries to pull you closer, but you push him away.

“Fine. If you’re going then so am I.”  Steve’s face twists in confusion at your sudden declaration. You rush into the bedroom scanning for a suitcase. You hear Steve’s footsteps close behind you but you valiantly ignore him.

There was nothing remotely super about you. You’re a completely average human with no self-defence skills or special abilities – in fact you lack coordination so the mere thought of you being in a battle is pretty much laughable to anyone who knows you. Steve had tried to show you some self-defence moves when you first started dating but you were hopeless. You’d always end up tripping over your own feet or getting distracted by Steve’s body.  

“Y/N, please stop.” Steve pleas as he gently snatches the suitcase out of your hands careful to avoid the cut that’s imbedded into your palm.

“No, I’m going with you.” You insist as you try to snatch it back, but his strong grip overpowers yours. It was almost like he was taking candy from a baby.

“Like hell you are.” Steve yells back. A fierce sense of protection overcomes his entire body. “I won’t let you walk into something that dangerous.”

“You don’t let me do anything Captain.” You snap back pulling clothes off their hangers.

“You aren’t coming with me Y/N. I’m not putting my wife in danger.” His tone is fierce, but you were desperate.

Steve constantly leaving every couple of days had taken a toll on you. The uncertainty had eaten you alive.  You didn’t even recognise yourself. You’d become angry and bitter at the world for needing your husband. The worry you had for Steve’s wellbeing obstructed your ability to sleep – you couldn’t remember the last time you had a well-rested night. Your days had become completely preoccupied with one thing, and that was worrying about your husband.

“Please.” You whimper as the tears annoyingly return. “Please don’t leave me again.” You stop trying to pack your suitcase as complete desperation overwhelms you.

Steve’s features completely soften. He slowly approaches you as he takes in your appearance. Steve kicks himself for not noticing the dark circles under your eyes. He gently pulls you closer to him, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Look at me Y/N.” Steve gently tilts your chin upwards so your eyes meet his. Regret etches into his face as he gently cradles you.

“I’m sorry. I’m not trying to guilt you into staying I just miss my husband.” You whisper. Steve softly smiles at your response as he wipes a teardrop away with the pad of his thumb.

“I’ll call Fury, I’ll help coordinate the plan at headquarters but that’s it. I’m sure the team can handle a couple of missions without me.”

“Are you sure?” You ask wondering if your outburst had unintentionally guilted him into staying.

“I’ll be on standby if they need me, but I’m confident that they won’t.” He smiles, “Besides I need to spend time with my girl.” His love for you dances in his eyes as he pulls you in for a hug.

“Thank you for giving up the mission for me, I know how much this all means to you.” You mumble into his chest.

“It means nothing without you.” He declares pulling you into his lips. The world stops spinning as Steve’s soft lips devour yours. You feel yourself melt into the kiss. Steve somehow managers to absorb all your fears as a sense of relaxation washes over you.

“C’mon sweetheart, I need to clean up your hand.” Steve gently tugs you into the bathroom. He carefully picks you up by the waist and sits you on top of the sink.

“I just need a band aid, they’re in the kitchen. I’ll go grab them.” You go to jump off the counter, but he blocks you from leaving. His firm hands grip your thighs officially trapping you in his presence – not that you minded.

Steve smiles as he cheekily presses a soft kiss to your cheek. “Hush, now. Let me take care of my wife.”

Robb Stark X Reader

Warnings: None

Prompt: You have a strict mother who insists that you marry soon.

You sit on some barrels watching your best friend Jon and his brothers practice their archery. His little brother Bran is not picking up the stance as easily as his brothers make it out to be. The boys glance above them and Ned Stark their father smiles and nods his head at Bran. You smile, loving the relationship Ned has with all of his children.

“Relax your bow arm Bran.” Robb states watching his brother pull back the string. Before he gets the chance to let go a arrow flies and hits the middle of the target. All of the bows look behind them, shocked to see their sister Arya holding a Bow. She grins, taking a small bow before taking off running with Bran close behind. You giggle, getting up from your spot walking over to Jon, putting your arm around his.

“I believe he should be taking lessons from Arya not from you two.” You joke, looking between Jon and Robb.

“ It is Jon’s fault he isn’t learning. I am a much better teacher.: Robb scoffs, holding a bow in his hands. You roll your eyes at his ego.

“I highly doubt that.” You grin, as he glares at you. You glance up at Ned and Lady Catelyn seeing them smiling down at you.

“So the kings feast is tonight, who is your mom trying to betroth you too at this celebration?” Robb questions, putting away his things. You roll your eyes thinking about the conversation that you had with your mother earlier this morning.

“Jaime Lannister.” You say with disgust. “Oh but Y/N I heard he is such a handsome lord, you will be married into one of the riches family in the seven kingdoms!” you mock your mother's words from this morning. The two boys laugh at your distaste your  mothers constant pestering on you finding a husband.

“Why is it your mother has never pushed for you to marry one of us?” Robb smirks, as we walk down the halls.

“Well first she would never allow me to marry Jon because he is a bastard… no offence.” you smile, still holding onto his arm. “Second my mother isn’t too fond of you Robb, not after we snuck into the woods to sword fight.” He chuckles at the memory.

“When did this happen? I don’t think I have ever heard this story.” Jon looks at you both waiting for an explanation.

“When we were kids, before I became friends with you my mother insisted that I spend time with Robb so we could get married in the future. Well I ended up convincing Robb to teach me how to use a sword so we snuck away to practice. We were only gone for an hour before Ned found us and dragged us back and told my mother what he found us doing. Her daughter doing something meant for a man.” you grin and Robb butts in.

“I was impressed that she didn’t have a heart attack right there.”

“Ever since then she has not approved of Robb and any thoughts of us marrying were gone.” you giggle, glancing over at Robb.

“I’m trying to imagine your mother wanting you to marry Robb, I bet you are glad that she got over that.” Jon jokes.

“Yeah. It is a crazy thought.” you make eye contact with Robb then look ahead of us seeing your mother coming towards you. You let go of Jon’s arm and straighten out your dress.

“Y/N there you are! I have been looking for you everywhere.” She pulls you closer to her. “We have to get your ready to see Lord Lannister tonight!” She expresses looking you up and down. “You look a mess. We have to get you back to the house to get ready.” She starts to usher you away and looks at Robb and Jon with a glare. “Boys.” We walk away in a rushed pace back to the house to get ready.

After hours of your mother pulling at your hair and corset you are finally presentable in her words. She looks at you with a large smile on her face.

“That man will definitely notice you, along with every other man in the room.” you pull at your sleeves a little uncomfortable with how confined you feel. “I just want you to please promise me one thing tonight Y/N.” you  internally groan knowing that it was coming.

“Of course mother what is it?” you question in a monotone voice.

“Do not go around with the Stark boys, they are not helping you find a husband. It looks bad on you to be hanging around with a Bastard.” your jaw tenses, and you nod slightly not meeting her eyes.

“Of course mother. I should get going, I will see you in the hall.” you rush out the door before she can get in another word. God your mother was horrid. you walk towards the hall your ears filling with loud sounds of music and people. You walk in and look around spotting Jon and Rob speaking to some other men. You grab a glass from a servant and begin making your way around the hall.

“Now who could you be? You are far too beautiful to be a Northerner.” A male voice says from behind you. You turn around and are met with Tyrion Lannister, a man of small stature who you have heard is quite a ladies man.

“Lord Lannister.” you curtsy a little. “ I am Lady Y/N of house belgrave.” He grins, taking your hand kissing it softly.

“It is a pleasure to meet you Lady Y/N. You seem a little lost here tonight.” He points out and you laugh slightly.

“My mother demands I not be with my friends tonight, she says that I scares off potential suitors.” he grins, taking a drink of his wine.

“Well I have to say that you are a beautiful lady that surely will have no problem finding a husband with your friends around or not.” You blush a little, he was very charming.

“Are you trying to flirt with me Lord Tyrion?” He chuckles and shakes his head.

“I’m sorry to break your heart Y/N but I am not one who will marry. It is just not for me.” you grin, loving his honesty.

“That is a smart idea, from what I have heard marriage is a trap.”

“I have to agree with you my lady. Now I must go track down my brother but hopefully I will be able to speak with you some more before I go back to King's landing” you  nod and he leaves you disappearing into the people in search of his brother. you look up and see Robb watching you from the other side of the room. He smiles, and motions for you to come over, you sigh and mouth to him.

“Mother made me promise no Starks tonight.” you pout and he chuckles shaking his head. He looks around and shrugs his shoulders indicating he does not see your mother. You giggle and bite your lip heading over to him. you  would be lying if you said there was nothing between Robb and you, but your mother does not approve so it is simply you two keeping each other company until one of you wed. A hand catches your arm before you can get any further and you see your mother giving you a warning glance.

“Where do you think you are going Y/N? Jamie is that way.” She points over to where Jaime Lannister is standing.

“Mother I really do not think Jaime Lannister would be a good husband for me.” you protest. She frowns, letting go of your arm.

“Then who? Y/N you do not show any interest in any man, you are only around Jon, and Robb most days, not paying attention to any other man.” She exclaims. “I know you are not dumb enough to fall for a bastard but have you developed feeling for Robb?” you do not answer her. “Y/N he is hardly husband material. He is reckless, teaching a lady how to fight is not what a man should do, they protect us.”

“I asked him to teach me mother, for god's sake that was years ago, we were children. I must ask you mother have you ever seen Robb treat me wrong at any point of us knowing each other?” you question. She thinks and glances over to Robb who is looking at us curiously.

“No, he has always been a gentleman.” She answers quietly.

“He is a good man with a good family, you love the Starks they have treated us as family since we came to the north.” you smile. “He is the one I want to be with, and hopefully one day marry.” She sighs, looking at your face. She takes your hand, holding it in hers.

“You are right. I let my stubborn ways get in the way of what makes you happy.” She squeezes your hand slightly. “If you want to be with Robb then I will support you.” you grin and envelop her into a hug.

“Thank you mother. Thank you.” She smiles.

“Go ahead and go to the Starks I will mingle.” you smile and kiss her cheek walking over to Robb who is now alone Jon off talking other others.

“What was that about?” He questions, a smug grin on his face.

“I simply told her that I did not want to marry Jaime Lannister.” you answer simply, shrugging your shoulders. He nods a little, looking at you expecting more. “And I might have told her that my heart belongs to another.”

“And that is?” He answers, smirking. You roll your eyes at his comment.

“Just a man who I have been sneaking around with.” you step closer to him looking up at him. “ I believe his name is Jon Snow.” Robb’s face drops and you giggle.

“Not funny, you might start a fight.”

“I don’t know maybe your brother is a better lover than you.” you bite your lip, teasing him. He leans down and kisses you deeply. You put your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. He pulls away slightly looking into your eyes.

“We both know that isn’t possible.” you roll my eyes, and pull away from him.

“Well Lord Stark are you going to tell your family or are we still going to hide?” you grin, he chuckles putting his arm around your waist.

“Now that it is official we can get married soon.” He jokes, and you smile.

“One day at a time Robb.” He chuckles and leads me to his parents, telling them the news. You glance over at Robb, how did You end up falling for him?

Night Routine (2021) Türkçe Yaoi Manga/Webtoon Oku

Love Love Reversible Couple -Heart Beat- Anthology

Yazar: Matsumoto Noda, Tobi Washio Sanatçı: Matsumoto Noda, Tobi Washio Tür: Yaoi, Manga, Oneshot, Smut, Switch/Seke Yayınlanma Durumu: Tamamlandı Çeviri Durumu: Tamamlandı

[viktuuri // teen // 5K - complete // magic au // fluff]

"What did you do?" Yuuri mutters as Viktor takes off his coat and scarf. Viktor's mouth moves soundlessly for a moment, then gestures for a pencil and pad. Yuuri yanks his way through several drawers and finally finds a grocery list pad and an old charcoal. He throws them in Viktor's direction and shuffles into the kitchen to turn the kettle on. Viktor tugs on his sleeve eventually, like a timid child, and Yuuri turns to see what he's written. "A succubus?" Yuuri demands, teeth going on edge. "Viktor, oh my God. What did you do?"

P.O.V. Liam

Cheguei em casa quase 2 da manhã, acabava da “noite dos garotos”, como Zayn tinha chamado. Fui direto para o quarto e encontrei (S/N) dormindo na cama. Parecia um anjo dormindo, com o rosto em paz. Sentei nac cama e me inclinei sobre ela e dei um beijo e sua bochecha, fui trilhando o caminho até sua boca, (S/N) acordou e respondeu ao meu beijo, depois rompendo-o com vários selinhos.

- Voltei meu amor – Eu disse ainda inclinado sobre ela.

- Percebi. – Ela disse rindo – Como foi lá?

- Muito legal, fazia tempo que não fazíamos uma noite dos garotos. – Eu disse e percebi que (S/N) estava tremendo de frio.

- Está com frio, princesa? – Eu perguntei e ela assentiu parecendo uma criança. – Só vou trocar de roupa e venho me deitar pra te aquecer.

Eu já estava me levantando, mas então (S/N) me puxou de volta, quase me fazendo cair em cima dela, e me deu um beijo cheio de amor. As três palavras estavam escritas nos seus olhos e eu tinha certeza de que nos meus também estavam. Nada precisava ser dito, mas eu disse assim mesmo:

- Eu te amo.

- Eu também te amo. – Ela disse e me soltou. Fui para o banheiro e me preparei para dormir. Quando voltei ao quarto (S/N) já tinha dormido novamente. Me deitei ao seu lado e lhe dei um beijo de boa noite, ela se encolheu ainda mais em mim, então adormeci ao lado da minha princesa.