Songbird Singing Things May I request a Timskip Kuroo and reeder taking
Songbird Singing Things — May I request a Timskip Kuroo and reeder taking
His mother always used to tell him that he had them whenever his babysitter, Audrey, would watch him for the night. She was a high schooler who lived close by, always willing to lend a helping hand to Mrs. Bradshaw and her son. Bradley saw her as the prettiest girl alive – long hair, a kind grin, and always happy to let him talk to her about his new action figures. "Oh honey, you've got heart eyes." Is what she would always say, grabbing his chin gently and giving him a nose kiss. He'd blush and duck his head away, trying to hide the fact that he was utterly infatuated with his babysitter. "No I don't," Bradley would protest, "She's just nice, that's all." Sensing her son's embarrassment, she'd switch topics quickly and let him show her how he organized his model planes. But anyone could see the way his eyes transformed when his babysitter would walk through the door and give him a big hug. Okumaya devam et bradley x reader bradley bradshaw x reader bradley bradshaw bradley x y/n bradley x you bradley x bradley bradshaw x female reader bradley bradshaw x y/n bradley bradshaw x you bradley bradshaw x bradley fic bradley fluff bradley fanfiction bradley fanfic Bradley Bradshaw fanfic bradley bradshaw imagine bradley bradshaw fluff bradley bradshaw fic bradley bradshaw fanfiction rooster x reader rooster x f!reader rooster x y/n rooster x you rooster x rooster fluff rooster bradshaw imagine bradley rooster bradshaw rooster fanfic rooster fanfiction top gun maverick x reader lovrily lovrily
WARNINGS: Just pure fluff, Spoilers for S2 EP9 Summary: Having to be a chaperone for the Snow Ball was not in your evening plans, not at all. However, as you're greeting the middle schoolers and making sure they get in safely, you run into Steve Harrington, your best friend, dropping off Dustin. It's cold and icy everywhere, but thankfully, Steve is there to lend a helping hand. A/N: Frost Kisses? Get it? Instead of Frost Bites? It's 1:10 am I gotta go to bed. Enjoy <3 Word Count: 3.4K Looking at your reflection in the mirror, all you wanted to do was rip off what you were wearing and slide into a warm pair of pajamas. A bowl of popcorn could have been on your bed, drizzled with butter and sprinkled with salt, and Indiana Jones & the Temple of Doom could have been on your small television screen. Instead, you were dressed in a ruffled blue dress with puffed sleeves that your mom had bought for you at the department store about an hour away. The shoes were uncomfy, the dress made noise when you moved, and the necklace around your neck felt like it was choking you. Your hair was pulled and tugged at it in all different directions and your shoes were pinching your feet so much that you were sure that each toe would be covered in blisters. "Y/N, would you come downstairs darling? If you're going to grab a ride with me on my way to Karen's this evening, we need to go now!" Sighing, you frowned at yourself in the mirror, swiped one last layer of lip gloss on, and shoved the tube in your clutch. You took the stairs one foot at a time and very carefully, trying to not trip over yourself. Gasping, your mother watched you come into view, instantly grabbing her polaroid and snapping a picture. You blinked away the bright flash and grimaced. Okumaya devam et steve harrington stranger things steve harrington x you steve harrington x y/n steve harrington x reader steve harrington x steve harrington fanfic steve harrington fic steve harrington fanfiction steve harrington fluff stranger things x you stranger things x y/n stranger things x reader stranger things x fem!reader steve harrington x fem!reader steve x y/n steve x you steve x reader steve fanfic steve fanfiction steve fic steve harrington steve fluff stranger things fic lovers-liability hwangcore let’s talk, shall we? it’s no secret that tumblr writers have been leaving or deactivating their blogs, especially in the last year or two. and i think the reason why is even less of a secret. the fact that writers have to practically beg for feedback and interaction on a site where they post their works for FREE is ridiculous. the fact that most of the people who are reading and consuming these works don’t even spare 10 seconds to add a nice tag to their reblog (if they even bother to do that) is borderline enraging. this is tumblr, not instagram or twitter. likes on tumblr do nothing for the writer. i don’t care if you think that it helps them appear in the tags, or if you think that seeing yet another “___ liked your post” is encouraging to them, because it doesn’t and its not. and speaking of likes, why is the ratio of likes to reblogs so fucking huge? and before you think i’m being dramatic, lets take a look at some of the notes from my own works. at the time of me writing this, my one-shot, dream lover, has 821 notes. that’s pretty good right? but let’s see how many are empty likes and how many are reblogs. 769 likes. 52 reblogs. out of those 52 reblogs, 35 of them are empty. no tag, no comment. one of my reactions currently has 2,038 notes. you may be thinking that’s a lot, which it is and i’m incredibly thankful for how many notes i’ve gotten on it. but how many are likes and how many are reblogs? 1,924 likes. 113 reblogs. out of those 113 reblogs, 81 of them are empty. one of my headcanons currently has 1,110 notes. 1,069 likes. 41 reblogs. 28 of those 41 reblog are empty. why is it so hard to reblog things and give feedback? “oh but it won’t fit my blog theme!” if you’re so fucking concerned about what your precious tumblr blog looks like, then send an ask. they’re just as appreciated. “i don’t know what to say tho!” we’re not asking you to be shakespeare. if you’re really that no thoughts head empty just put a keyboard smash, if nothing else. “but i’m shy and embarrassed!” the anonymous option is there for a reason, and most writers have it turned on. being shy when you have the option of keeping your identity a secret is no excuse. and yes, i’m aware that some writers don’t have the anon option on, which brings me to my final point. stop. demanding. if a writer has requests open, be a decent human being and use your manners. going into their inbox and saying “____’s reaction of this.” is no way to request something. saying please, thank you, or even “hey, could you do a reaction of _____?” is a thousand times better than just telling them what you want them to write. writers spend hours of their time and energy to write things for you to read, and leaving an empty like is meaningless to them. if your liked a writer’s works, reblog them and maybe add some nice fucking tags while you’re at or send an ask to them about it. because sooner or later, after so many likes and barely any interaction, more and more writers are going to leave. stop making them desperate for any spare crumb of interaction and start leaving feedback if you love these writers so much. songbirdsingingthings This is so important!! It absolutely makes my day when I see reblogs with tags AND/OR comments that offer constructive criticism, feedback, or just reactions to the work - it motivates me, and other writers, so much!🥹💗💕 Anonim asked: can you write a rooster fic where the reader and him buy a new puppy and give it a bath… i dunno basically just pure fluff!!!! Thank you so much for you request as part of the 1000 followers celebration! It is now up and you can find it by clicking HERE !
Songbird Singing Things — May I request a Timskip Kuroo and reeder taking
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hi welcome to chili’s Anonim asked: May I request a Timskip!Kuroo and reeder taking their kids out to the beach? A scenario please! Thank you!Salty - Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader
Gönderi sahibi bohkutos A/N: eek, I had a lot of fun with this one! This is my first time writing for Kuroo, so I hope you like it! Main Masterlist - Haikyuu! Masterlist Word Count: 1K The moment you felt the salty breeze whip past your face, relaxation finally set in. With the sun beating down on your face, the sand in between your toes, and your hand in your husband’s, the day was panning out to be a beautiful one - maybe even perfect. Well… “C’mon Akito! Whoever loses is a rotten egg!” Hollered your daughter, Ichika, as she took off towards the ocean. “Yeah right, you got a head start! That’s not fair!” Akito yelled back to his sister, but raced after her anyway. “Be careful!” You call after them, worry evident on your face. However small your eight and ten-year-old kids were, they always managed to end up in troublesome situations with several bruises dotted up and down their legs and some scrapes here and there. A squeeze of your hand brought you out of your fretting as you turned to look at Kuroo. It was a miracle that he got the weekend off from his demanding job and that break just happened to coincide with the days off from your job, opening up the perfect opportunity to spend time with your little family. “Don’t worry Love, they’ll be just fine,” he says, giving you a little wink before setting down your things and laying out your beach chairs. “It really is lovely out today, isn’t it.” You sigh with content as you stretch your arms a bit, your eyes not leaving Ichihka and Akito who were currently splashing around in the water. “Mmm.” Kuroo hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a kiss into the crook of your neck. You giggled at the ticklish feeling before leaning back into his embrace and closing your eyes. It was bliss. “Eww, Mom, Dad, stop being so… mushy!” Ichika said, sticking out her tongue and looking a bit grossed out. On the other hand, Akito looked more excited. “Come play with us!” He implored, grabbing hold of your hand with both of his and tugging you to the water. An amused glow stretches across your face as you indulge him, dragging Kuroo along behind you. As soon as the four of you stepped into the deeper water, both Akito and Ichika latched onto Kuroo. You couldn’t blame them, though. He was a tall man standing at 6’3. “Dunk me, dunk me!” Ichika begged her father, earning a wicked grin from Kuroo. “You sure Ichi? I can throw ya pretty high up in the air,” He boasts, earning a good-natured roll of your eyes. “Yes I’m sure!” She confirmed, making grabby motions with her hands. “Alright, you asked for it!” Kuroo growled, scooping your daughter up in his arms, cradling her. “1… 2… 3!” He counted down before throwing her high into the hair, a squeal of delight coming from her mouth. The splash she made was pretty big, earning a look of wonder from Akito as Ichika resurfaced with a joyful expression on her face. “Me next!” Akito chanted. “Ah, ah, ah!” Kurro tutted, a mischievous look on his face “Ladies first!” “But Ichika already got a turn.” Akito whined, a frown on his face. “She’s not the only lady here, Akito.” Kuroo explained, his eyes flashing towards you. “Oh Tetsurō, babe, we really don’t-” He cut you off by gathering you in his arms, a charming and devilish smile on his face. “1…” He counts, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “2…” A kiss to your nose. “3…” With one last kiss, this time to your lips, he launches you into the air and a shriek of glee comes from you before you go crashing down into the cold water. You resurfaced seconds later to see your husbands and kids laughing at you. Kuroo wades closer to you and presses another kiss to your lips, savoring them a little longer this time. He scrunches up his face in fake disgust. “You taste salty. “And who’s fault is that?” You quip, right before grabbing onto his shoulders and pushing him down into the water. He emerges and spits out some water, laughing. “That was a foul play Y/N,” he jokes, scooping up Akito as he finally quelled his begs for a turn. “Hmm, well, I thought it was alright,”you grinned, spinning your daughter around a bit, absentmindedly. The rest of the day continued accordingly - your kids dragging you and Kuroo along with them; making sandcastles, hunting for the prettiest seashells, and, eventually, lying down on your towels. Akito and Ichika were tuckered out, both of them collapsed onto their beach towels and breathing evenly, a sure sign that the both of them were asleep. You loved spending time with your kids, they were a laugh a minute and so much fun to be around, but sometimes spending time with just Kuroo was what you needed, so you seized this opportunity. You didn’t stray far from them, just a few paces behind so that you could keep an eye on them but also be by yourselves. “How was work this past week? Everything good at the AVC?” You asked, your head resting against Kuroo’s chest. “Fine, gearing up for the tournament that’s coming up.” You laughed at the thought of all of the teams coming together again. “You’re gonna see a lot of familiar faces again,” you hum, kissing his collarbone softly. “Yeah, it’ll be nice.” He nods, a content smile on his face. “I got you and the kids front row tickets, I know they’ve been wanting to go.” “You spoil them,” you tell him, playfully slapping his arm. “I know,” he confesses, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I just can’t help it.” A tender look is in his eyes as he cups your cheek, turning your head so that you were facing him. “I love you,” you say warmly, inching closer to him. “And I love you,” he responds, closing that distance. Kisses like these were what you craved. The two of you in your own little world, indulging in only each other. It doesn’t last super long, only a few moments, but they just light a fire in your heart. 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Gönderi sahibi commxnderwolffe ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ ❀ Top Gun Masterlist ❀ Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader WARNINGS: Just Fluff <3 Summary: For his whole life, Rooster has had one special, defining feature - his heart eyes. Full of such love and adoration for so many things, he's been told and teased countless times by his mother and friends for them. So when you, the niece of Penny Benjamin, walk into a garden party where he and his top gun buddies have been invited to with a smile on your face and the sweetest personality to boot? How can he help it - he just has heart eyes for you. A/N: Idkkkk I had this idea and kinda loved it. Now, 2.8K words later, it's all written and done! As always, I appreciate comments, constructive criticism, and support, so let me know what you think! Requests are open <3. Enjoy!!!! It had been a part of Bradley for as long as he could remember. Other kids had defining characteristics to them – dimples on their cheeks, a buck-toothed grin, maybe even the cutest button nose to date. But Bradley, oh little Bradley, he has heart eyes. With so much love in his heart, his big, brown doe eyes would fill with so much compassion and adoration for things that he couldn't keep it in him. He wore his heart on his sleeve and his love in his eyes.His mother always used to tell him that he had them whenever his babysitter, Audrey, would watch him for the night. She was a high schooler who lived close by, always willing to lend a helping hand to Mrs. Bradshaw and her son. Bradley saw her as the prettiest girl alive – long hair, a kind grin, and always happy to let him talk to her about his new action figures. "Oh honey, you've got heart eyes." Is what she would always say, grabbing his chin gently and giving him a nose kiss. He'd blush and duck his head away, trying to hide the fact that he was utterly infatuated with his babysitter. "No I don't," Bradley would protest, "She's just nice, that's all." Sensing her son's embarrassment, she'd switch topics quickly and let him show her how he organized his model planes. But anyone could see the way his eyes transformed when his babysitter would walk through the door and give him a big hug. Okumaya devam et bradley x reader bradley bradshaw x reader bradley bradshaw bradley x y/n bradley x you bradley x bradley bradshaw x female reader bradley bradshaw x y/n bradley bradshaw x you bradley bradshaw x bradley fic bradley fluff bradley fanfiction bradley fanfic Bradley Bradshaw fanfic bradley bradshaw imagine bradley bradshaw fluff bradley bradshaw fic bradley bradshaw fanfiction rooster x reader rooster x f!reader rooster x y/n rooster x you rooster x rooster fluff rooster bradshaw imagine bradley rooster bradshaw rooster fanfic rooster fanfiction top gun maverick x reader lovrily lovrily
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steve harrington x reader part 3 of 3 13k words ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ as will byers older sister, you vaguely know steve harrington. upon becoming steve harrington's (randomly and abruptly selected) lab partner, you realize you know him even less than you thought. 「 link to part one & part two 」 warnings: fem!reader, byers!reader, shy!reader, bickering, lab partners, classmates, starts in season 2 ends in season 4, frenemies to lovers, slow burn, pining, "unrequited" love emphasis on the air quotes, steve is popular and reader is not, doting mother joyce, running with the headcanon that jonathan dropped out of high school, hurt/comfort, language, blood/injury warnings level to what's on the show, slight canon divergence in epilogue Okumaya devam et songbirdsingingthings Masterful - absolutely masterful writing. This is one of the best works I've ever seen down to the plot to the descriptions and everything in between💗💕✨ steve harrington x reader fluff steve harrington drabble stranger things fic stranger things x reader stranger things steve harrington x y/n steve harrington imagine steve harrington x reader steve harrington steve harrington x youFrost Kisses
Gönderi sahibi stilinskijedi011❀ Back to Navigation ❀ ❀ Stranger Things Masterlist ❀ Steve Harrington x F!ReaderWARNINGS: Just pure fluff, Spoilers for S2 EP9 Summary: Having to be a chaperone for the Snow Ball was not in your evening plans, not at all. However, as you're greeting the middle schoolers and making sure they get in safely, you run into Steve Harrington, your best friend, dropping off Dustin. It's cold and icy everywhere, but thankfully, Steve is there to lend a helping hand. A/N: Frost Kisses? Get it? Instead of Frost Bites? It's 1:10 am I gotta go to bed. Enjoy <3 Word Count: 3.4K Looking at your reflection in the mirror, all you wanted to do was rip off what you were wearing and slide into a warm pair of pajamas. A bowl of popcorn could have been on your bed, drizzled with butter and sprinkled with salt, and Indiana Jones & the Temple of Doom could have been on your small television screen. Instead, you were dressed in a ruffled blue dress with puffed sleeves that your mom had bought for you at the department store about an hour away. The shoes were uncomfy, the dress made noise when you moved, and the necklace around your neck felt like it was choking you. Your hair was pulled and tugged at it in all different directions and your shoes were pinching your feet so much that you were sure that each toe would be covered in blisters. "Y/N, would you come downstairs darling? If you're going to grab a ride with me on my way to Karen's this evening, we need to go now!" Sighing, you frowned at yourself in the mirror, swiped one last layer of lip gloss on, and shoved the tube in your clutch. You took the stairs one foot at a time and very carefully, trying to not trip over yourself. Gasping, your mother watched you come into view, instantly grabbing her polaroid and snapping a picture. You blinked away the bright flash and grimaced. Okumaya devam et steve harrington stranger things steve harrington x you steve harrington x y/n steve harrington x reader steve harrington x steve harrington fanfic steve harrington fic steve harrington fanfiction steve harrington fluff stranger things x you stranger things x y/n stranger things x reader stranger things x fem!reader steve harrington x fem!reader steve x y/n steve x you steve x reader steve fanfic steve fanfiction steve fic steve harrington steve fluff stranger things fic lovers-liability hwangcore let’s talk, shall we? it’s no secret that tumblr writers have been leaving or deactivating their blogs, especially in the last year or two. and i think the reason why is even less of a secret. the fact that writers have to practically beg for feedback and interaction on a site where they post their works for FREE is ridiculous. the fact that most of the people who are reading and consuming these works don’t even spare 10 seconds to add a nice tag to their reblog (if they even bother to do that) is borderline enraging. this is tumblr, not instagram or twitter. likes on tumblr do nothing for the writer. i don’t care if you think that it helps them appear in the tags, or if you think that seeing yet another “___ liked your post” is encouraging to them, because it doesn’t and its not. and speaking of likes, why is the ratio of likes to reblogs so fucking huge? and before you think i’m being dramatic, lets take a look at some of the notes from my own works. at the time of me writing this, my one-shot, dream lover, has 821 notes. that’s pretty good right? but let’s see how many are empty likes and how many are reblogs. 769 likes. 52 reblogs. out of those 52 reblogs, 35 of them are empty. no tag, no comment. one of my reactions currently has 2,038 notes. you may be thinking that’s a lot, which it is and i’m incredibly thankful for how many notes i’ve gotten on it. but how many are likes and how many are reblogs? 1,924 likes. 113 reblogs. out of those 113 reblogs, 81 of them are empty. one of my headcanons currently has 1,110 notes. 1,069 likes. 41 reblogs. 28 of those 41 reblog are empty. why is it so hard to reblog things and give feedback? “oh but it won’t fit my blog theme!” if you’re so fucking concerned about what your precious tumblr blog looks like, then send an ask. they’re just as appreciated. “i don’t know what to say tho!” we’re not asking you to be shakespeare. if you’re really that no thoughts head empty just put a keyboard smash, if nothing else. “but i’m shy and embarrassed!” the anonymous option is there for a reason, and most writers have it turned on. being shy when you have the option of keeping your identity a secret is no excuse. and yes, i’m aware that some writers don’t have the anon option on, which brings me to my final point. stop. demanding. if a writer has requests open, be a decent human being and use your manners. going into their inbox and saying “____’s reaction of this.” is no way to request something. saying please, thank you, or even “hey, could you do a reaction of _____?” is a thousand times better than just telling them what you want them to write. writers spend hours of their time and energy to write things for you to read, and leaving an empty like is meaningless to them. if your liked a writer’s works, reblog them and maybe add some nice fucking tags while you’re at or send an ask to them about it. because sooner or later, after so many likes and barely any interaction, more and more writers are going to leave. stop making them desperate for any spare crumb of interaction and start leaving feedback if you love these writers so much. songbirdsingingthings This is so important!! It absolutely makes my day when I see reblogs with tags AND/OR comments that offer constructive criticism, feedback, or just reactions to the work - it motivates me, and other writers, so much!🥹💗💕 Anonim asked: can you write a rooster fic where the reader and him buy a new puppy and give it a bath… i dunno basically just pure fluff!!!! Thank you so much for you request as part of the 1000 followers celebration! It is now up and you can find it by clicking HERE !