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You laid in bed next to your husband, Tony Stark, his arm tightly wrapped around your waist, his other hand stroking your (H/L) (H/C) hair on your head, you moved your head up to capture Tony's lips with your own. "Goodnight love" you said looking into Tony's brown orbs, then blurring you face back into his chest and letting the darkness take you, Tony following you into the depths of sleep. __________________ Tony woke up with the light shining into his brown orbs, he felt arms wrapped around his waist looking over he was met with strawberry blonde hair instead of (H/C) hair, he felt the body next to his shuffle slightly before she lifted

Daddy's GirlDaddy Kink 2p America x Chubby Reader ~Warning: Contains sexual themes and strong language~ After a long night at "work" Al opened the door to his shared apartment and let out a deep sigh as he placed his bloodied bat next to the door and took off his bomber jacket. He was exhausted from today's events, including gathering owed money and picking fights. You did not want to piss off the tan American. To others he is cruel and sadistic, but to her he is the complete opposite. He smirked as his mind began to wander with thoughts about his doll. She is so sweet and innocent, everything he is not. He loved how gentle and kindhearted

     You grabbed the doorknob and carefully pulled the door open. A sweet scent fluttered through the air as rose petals danced their way out the door, lightly brushing against your yellow dress. "Welcome to the Host Club!" Tamaki announced with unshakeable confidence and elegant, practiced arm motions. You blinked your ___ colored eyes and took a step back, your eyes wide with surprise. He seemed like a genuine gentlemen but you still felt a bit uneasy. 'I could have sworn the sign outside of the room read Music room 3' you thought and took another step back. "Uh… I thought this was a music room?" you asked carefully and studied all sev

  You were cuddling on the couch with your boyfriend, John. You snuggled into his fluffy, cream colored jumper and John stroked you (h/l) (h/c) hair. Suddenly, a gunshot rang through the flat and You and John jumped. "What the bloody hell!" John shouted as got up and ran down stairs. You sigh and follow behind him. Sherlock was at the foot of the stairs, shooting a new yellow smiley face that he had painted on the wall. "Sherlock! What the bloody hell are you doing?" John shouted. "BORED!" Sherlock yelled. John swiped the gun from him and said, "You take it out on the wall?" "The wall had it coming, John." Your older brother, Sherlock, t

Bloodstream - Stateless Wake up and look me in the eyes again I need to feel your hand upon my face It was a rare occasion when Hannibal couldn't sleep. He wasn't the kind of person to let daily life interfere with his dreams. But he had been awake all night, unable to fall asleep. He felt guilty. He was sure she was gone by now. She was probably at home, sleeping soundly. He sighed and got out of bed. It was no use lingering on the past, so he thought. He changed into a dress shirt and a vest, slightly more underdressed than usual. He was not in the mood to dress fully; he didn't have any plans anyway. He had decided that he would stay ho