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martinscardigan · 5 years

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Albert DaSilva X Reader

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Warnings: Death Mention, (OMG I THINK THATS MY ONLY WARNING, least angsty fic yet)

A/N:

So, real talk. I wanted to write with Albert for like a week and a half, but I seriously had no idea how to. I HC him as very confident working his way towards arrogant, but with a soft side. A little impulsive, but over all just a great guy, and I really think that came out. I hope you enjoy this! Uhm, I’m thinking of taking requests so if there’s anything you’d like to see me write, drop me a line!

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It was a windy night in New York and with every gust of wind the windows of the Lodge house seemed to shake as though a train was rolling past. You couldn’t seem to sleep no matter how many times you rolled over to try to ignore the sound. You even spent an hour with a pillow over your head, which just seemed pointless.

After what seemed like hours of tossing and turning you decided to just go to the parlor downstairs and read until you had the morning bell rung. Anything would be better than laying there left with only your thoughts and the sound of the shuttering windows.

You made your way past bunks of sleeping newsies, all while you clutched your copy of Mansfield Park to your chest and tried to avoid the errant shoes left in the walkway. In the hallway, you carefully avoided the wooden boards that would creak when you stepped on them.

The room downstairs was lit by the flickering orange light of the fire that was kept going over night to try to bring some heat the the chilled winter air that always found its way into the lodgehouse. A few Newsies milled around, some younger kids were asleep by the fire, a few others found themselves unable to sleep as well and greeted you with a smile. As you stood in the doorway, scanning the room, your eyes landed on Albert.

You knew he didn’t usually stay here, normally staying at home with his 2 older brothers, but over the winter, he would stay here in the lodgehouse- so his brothers could save money for having to feed him. You had only spoken to him a few times, but it looked like the only place there was to sit was on the couch next to him. So, you emotionally braced yourself to sit next to the most attractive red head in the lodgehouse, and walked in.

“Can’t sleep either?” Albert asked instead of greeting you as you sat down.

“No, the wind is so loud, and I’ve been tossing and turning all night, I figured I might as well come read,” you shrugged, a small smile on your face.

“That’s the wind? I thought it was just Race snoring,” Albert joked, earning a small laugh from you.

“Why are you down ‘ere?” You asked, placing your book on your lap. You had intended to read it, but now you really just wanted to talk to Albert.

“Couldn’t sleep, I tried, but then... well,” he trailed off, a pained look crossed his face. You weren’t sure what to do, but then reached out and put a hand on his shoulder.

“I know that we don’t know each other that well, but if you want to talk, I’m right here and I ain’t got nothin’ better to do,” You smiled at him reassuringly when his eyes met yours.

“‘S nothing,” Albert mumbled, looking down. “I just- winter is hard sometimes. My mother, she died a few years back, and sometimes it’s still hard.”

You felt a jolt run through your chest, a few years back your father left your family, which was always a sore subject. Your mother, she couldn’t make enough to keep a house for you and your younger siblings, which is how you ended up selling papes to start off with. You could certainly relate with loving your mother so much it hurt.

Without knowing why, you reached over and pulled Albert into a hug. He stiffened at first, but then softened. You felt him shake with soft sobs, and you responded by running your hand down his back, in a way you thought would be comforting. You’d never really hugged him, but for the briefest of moments you caught the scent of tobacco coming from his shirt, you assumed from spending so much time around Race. You felt sympathy tears rise, and you tried to swallow them down.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you whispered somewhat awkwardly. The wind was still whipping around outside, and a particularly strong gust made the entire building shake. Your posture straightened out of surprise, and Albert pulled back.

“Sorry, I just- I don’t like the wind,” You explained sheepishly. You noticed that his face was red, and you instinctively wiped a tear from his cheek. His eyes widened once he realized what you had just done.

“Sorry, I just, um, habit?” You mumbled out, scooting away from him. “I’ll just leave you alone.”

You hurried to open your book, and forced yourself to stay focused on the words. You hadn’t even finished a paragraph when you felt his hand on your shoulder.

“No, uhm, you’re fine Miranda.” He had a comforting look in his eye, and a solemn smile across his face. You lowered your book slowly, looking at him with confusion over your face. “Sometimes it’s nice to know you ain’t alone.”

Albert? Alone? You almost had to hold back a laugh at the thought. He was never seen without Race or Henry, and he had a family, unlike most of the Newsies. You knew your face was like an open book, and guessed he was basically reading your thoughts by this point.

“I mean, I got friends, but I ain’t gonna wake up Race in the middle of the night to come talk to me when I’m sad, ya know?” He shrugged, you were still confused, but decided to just go along with it.

“Well, you can be sad with me, whenever you need,” you said, and smiled at him. You hoped it was a reassuring smile, but with the awkward, broken pace that the words came out of your mouth you knew it probably was just an awkward smile. Another burst of wind and the front door clanged open, and the noise made you jump nearly a foot out of your seat.

Albert laughed quietly and pulled you to him. You felt your body tense up, as you watched a few other Newsies run to shut the door. What exactly was going on with Albert? Usually the side you saw of him was so, strong, and never seemed like he needed anyone, but he was being unusually sweet.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let the wind get ya,” He said through his quiet laughter. For a moment you considered the options, you could pull back, ask what the hell was going on, or you could go with it, and deal with the emotional damage that would come with it if this was a “One Night Only sort of deal.”

You curled into his chest, and mumbled a thanks. Deciding that if you went back to unfamiliarity that you could handle it, even if it would take some tears. Albert started to hum a song softly and it was mesmerizing.

“Albert?” You asked, he hummed in response. “If you’re just gonna stay like that, is it okay if I fall asleep? I feel...”

You paused, unsure of the next word you wanted to say. With his arm around you you felt, secure, happy, calm, like things were going to be okay? None of those words were really words you wanted to say.

“Safe?” He finished, yes, that was the word you were looking for but with it hanging in the air between the two of you the word almost scared you.

“Yeah?” You managed to squeak out.

“‘S Alright, I feel better with you here too,” You could hear the smile in his voice. He shifted your weight and all of a sudden you found yourself laying across his lap, with your head leaning on his opposite shoulder and on the arm of the couch. You couldn’t remember a time when you had been so comfy, and so turning a little more into Albert, hearing the rhythm of his heart. You fell asleep with ease.

The next morning when you heard the morning bell you found yourself in the same spot as you were a few hours ago when you fell asleep. You blinked your eyes open and Albert was smiling down at you.

“Mornin’ sunshine,” Albert said, you laughed in response. Around you was a flurry of activity, as the other Newsies started to scramble around to get ready for the day.

“Mornin’” You sleepily tucked a stray piece of hair behind Albert’s ear. “Ready for another day of carryin’ the banner?” Your voice was a pitch higher than normal, as it always was when you had just woke up.

“You betcha,” Albert smiled, you shifted forward and sat up. He grinned at you, and it nearly took your breath away, “See ya at the gate?”

You nodded in response, and pressed a small kiss to his cheek than bounded away. Up the stairs past tons of Newsies who smirked at you as they saw you. Once you got to your bunk, you knew you only had about 20 minutes before having to go down to the gate, so taking a quick bath was out of the question this morning.

You quickly changed your shirt, and ran a brush through your hair. You couldn’t help but feel a certain spark at your fingertips. You wondered if Albert felt the same way this morning as he got ready.

“Got a pep in ya step this morning, don’t cha, Miranda?” Cruchie said to you as you were lacing up your shoes. He sat next to ya on your bunk, and grinned at you like he knew something you didn’t.

“Oh shut up Crutchie,” You felt a blush light your cheeks, but you grinned all the same.

“Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout you an’ Albert,” he elbowed you playfully.

“We just slept on the couch together during the storm, ain’t nothing huge,” you tried to play it off, but Crutchie was one of your best friends. He knew better than almost anyone what the smile and blush combo on your face meant.

“Come on, you and I both know somethin’ more was there,” Crutchie smiled, and honestly, you wondered how anyone else in the world could ever be described as sunshine personified. Clearly that title belonged to Crutchie.

“I mean, I can always hope!” You giggled, Crutchie was one of the only Newsies who knew you had a crush on Albert. So it felt safe talking to him. You jumped up from your bed, grabbed your cap and put it on backwards. “Think it suits me?”

Crutchie clutched his sides in laughter.

“Turn your hat around, we gots work to do,” Crutchie managed to say in between fits of laughter. You turned your hat around and held out a hand to help Crutchie up. Together you walked through the early morning streets of New York.

It almost looked like the streets had been abandoned. There was more trash floating around in the street then you had ever seen, and not to mention errant tree branches that had fallen and decided to stay where they were.

“Wow, that was one hell of a storm last night,” you commented to Crutchie. You grinned when you saw your breath turn into a cloud as you spoke.

“No kidding, selling today is gonna be rough,” Crutchie used his free hand to scratch his chin. The walk to the gate was short, the line to get papes, went by fast. You hadn’t seen Albert, and you were more than a little disappointed.

You and Crutchie sat on a wagon, counting your papes. And next thing you knew you were off to your own corner of Manhattan to hawk the pape.

“Hey! Miranda!” You heard Crutchie call just as you were about to turn the corner of the street. “Meet me at Jacobi’s for lunch at noon?”

“Sure thing! See ya then!” You waved your free hand in a wide arch over your head, a big smile on your face.

By noon you were more than ready for lunch at Jacobi’s with Crutchie, hardly anyone was out, barely a few of your usuals. You had helped a few of the men you usually sold papes too move the larger branches out of the street, but mostly, you just ended up walking back and forth aimlessly. Once you asked someone the time and they said a quarter till noon, you pushed the excess papes into your bag and started walking to Jacobi’s.

The walk to Jacobi’s was short, but you managed to sell a few of your papes on the way there.

Walking into Jacobi’s was almost like walking into a ghost town. Not a single soul was in there, and it seemed like it was darker than usual. You walked in slowly, wondering what was going on. At a table in the corner there was someone, but it was just barely dark enough for you to make out their figure but really no features.

“Crutchie? Why’s it so dark in here?” You laughed, walking towards the table. Once you got closer, you could see that it wasn’t Crutchie, but was in fact Albert. On one end of the table was a small bouquet of Daisies, you took a step back, clearly this couldn’t have been meant for you. “Oh, uh, sorry Albert, uh, I’ll just-” you grunted and took several hurried steps back.

You started to feel your heart fracture into tiny pieces, even the sun outside was painful. You had to run, but you paused long enough outside the door to Jacobi’s to catch your breath. Crushes? Who needed them? Not you, right?

In that moment, just as you were about to fall to pieces, Albert opened the door and grabbed your hand.

“Miranda, are you all right?” He asked, concern in every syllable of his question. “I wanted to surprise you, but if you don’t like it, I’m sorry!”

Your mind completely stopped, it was like two different waves of information crashing against each other. The two waves cancelled each other out, one was full of sadness, the other was mostly just full of happiness and exclamation points.

“Wait, what?” You turned to face him, sure that your face was red with tears that hadn’t reached your eyes yet.

“I’ve had a crush on you for a while, I just never really knew how to even really start a conversation with you, so I figured, after-” Albert stammered nervously. You felt a bubbly sort of feeling in your chest as you listened to him.

“After last night, now was the time to make your move, and you had Crutchie help you get me here,” you finished his sentence for him. The sentence fell out of your mouth at a hurried pace, and you grabbed his other hand a huge smile on your face.

“Right, so I spent the morning getting some daisies, because I remembered you mentioning one day that you loved them. I also set up the table with some nice candles and your favorite sandwich for us to split,” Albert’s face was bright with blush, you couldn’t help but be bewildered at this turn of events.

“I, uh, wow, that’s so sweet?” You managed to get out.

“I mean if you don’t have the same feelings for me, I understand, I just, uh-” You took the opportunity between one of his stammers to pull him close and kiss him. It was a soft kiss, short and very sweet. It felt like you had waited for eternity for that kiss.

“I do like you, idiot.” You said as soon as you broke the kiss.

“Oh, uh, well, in that case, I could only get Race and Crutchie to promise me that no one would come in here for half an hour. So’s we could be, alone, and not have no newsies lookin’ at us on our first date.” Albert explained. You tightened your grip on his hands.

“Well, then, let’s get going!” You laughed and half dragged him into Jacobi’s, more excited than you can remember being in a long time.

#albert x reader #albert dasilva x reader #newsies fic #newsies x reader #newsies #my writing #seriously this took me so long because I never had an idea that worked enough #and then today I was laying in bed and I was like OMG WIND #I CAN WORK WITH WIND #and so here we are now

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handgunz · 6 years

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Here I’ll give you an easy headcanon: cuddling with the main four and adult trio!

Gon

loves cuddling

it’s at the very top of his list of “things I love to do with my love (aka Killua)”

wraps his arms around Killua in public,,,,,, just sneak-attacks with a hug from behind (and Killua may or may not sense that he’s there but gives up and lets himself get hugged anyways)

enjoys petting Killua when they cuddle bc “your hair is so soft~~~~” and he can bring his face closer for some smooches or nose kisses

this boi,,,,, is the type of cuddler who is all over. like one second he’ll be holding Killua close, the next he’ll roll them on top of him, and then he’ll switch to laying side by side with his face buried in Killua’s neck. he’s affectionate af. loves this shit.

Killua

OKAY BUT in the Zoldyck household he never cuddled ever,,, Illumi & co. maybe pet him sometimes but never actually full-on hugged him or anything like that, so the first time he found himself in that situation it was totally foreign to him

Gon had dozed off lying with his head on Killua’s shoulder and Killua (rip him) was freaking his shit

this boi lays there for a good 10 minutes like omg omg i’m in love with this boy and he’s asleep on my shoulder what do i do what is this,,,,, should i move? bbbut if i move then he’ll wake up and ask me why i moved what do i do AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

but gradually he found out it was normal,,, but he was still sorta panicky abt it til he eventually got in a relationship uwu

in that case he uses cuddles as an excuse to show his affection bc he’s Killua & something keeps him from giving in to his emotions

acts like he doesn’t like it but graaaaaaaadually opens up and likes it more and more (until he’s one one who asks for them smh)

very cuddly in the morning and he loves it when Gon (or whoever s/o he has but we all know it’s Gon) is asleep and he can just snuggle up to him and run his fingers through his hair.

he thinks Gon won’t notice anyway, no one will ever know

(he does, but Gon pretends to be asleep anyways smh)

Kurapika

it’ll be impossible to coerce this boy into snuggling until he’s been in the relationship for a while. buuut if his s/o has had a bad day he’ll hold them close to his chest, because he knows the sound of a heartbeat used to soothe him when his mother still held him (so he hopes it’ll soothe his partner)

prefers to cuddle after the nasty or pure lazy days, like rainy days

he usually probably rests his head on his s/o’s chest while doing crosswords or reading

a little subtle when it comes to regular affection. you might not even know he’s cuddling you /til he’s cuddling you/

drapes his legs over his s/o’s because he wants to make sure they’re not going anywhere

definitely isn’t strictly a big spoon or a little spoon since it 100% depends on what his partner is more comfortable with. so he’s okay w/ being held but also totally ready to be the one doing the holding (mamapika)

he’ll have like these really intelligent, deep, meaningful conversations while he’s cuddling w/ someone. like he’ll be laying in bed while him & his s/o are feeding each other pizza or KFC (kurta fried chicken) and exchanging facts or talkin bout stuff they read in books (or rec-ing each other sum good reads)

Leorio

likes to play with his s/o’s hair and rest his chin on top of their head

takes off his glasses (or his s/o does it for him)

will cuddle everywhere and anywhere,,,,,,, literally could do it on the bed or sofa or floor or in the closet or fuckin anywhere i swear

knows when the other’s had a bad day, the sadder person gets to be the little spoon

always there to comfort. always, 24/7.

likes to trace his s/o’s spine with his finger and name off the vertebrates one by one, and the same goes for any muscles in the back. it’s surprisingly soothing and it helps with keeping his memory fresh.

warm AF

also he tends to sprawl out more and more the longer the night goes on. he moves in his sleep and,,,,,,, sometimes he drools.

if he falls asleep he’ll also talk in his sleep, like fuckign really random stuff. like “no,,, anything but the kfc (kurta fried chicken)” and “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmghhhhhhh” and “bbut what about the dogs”

I can’t do the adult trio bc the thought of any of them cuddling is the weirdest thing ever xD except maybe Chrollo. But even then he seems like he would probably enjoy it.

#headcanons #this was...actually fun for a first try??#hxh #anonymous #asks

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nadi-nadi · 7 years

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get to know me 3 (i guess!!)

tagged by @sim-bubble + @sirensimmer

under the cut because it’s a lot of text lel; not tagging anyone because i’m a lazy phuc

Relationship Status: single and i don’t wanna be in a relationship ever again :v Last Song I Listened To: i feel it coming by the weeknd Last Book Read/Listened To: ok gotta be honest - i don’t know. i just don’t remember, don’t judge Favorite Color: yell-oh Top Three Shows: friends, community, scrubs Top Three Characters: britta (community), phoebe (friends), jd (scrubs) Top Three Ships: lana + james franco or abel, don’t @ me, i don’t have other ships BOLD the statements that are true for you!

APPEARANCE: I am 5'7" or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing (but i hate piercing yikes) I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces PERSONALITY: I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (gibos instead of bigos, se instead of sobie) There is something I would change about my personality ABILITY: I can sing well I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

(well, this is embarassing)

HOBBIES: I enjoy playing sports I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week (sing/play? nah. lyrics to a song? every fucken day) I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION I do or have done martial arts EXPERIENCES: I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts (not yet and i don’t really listen to bands but LANA IS COMING TO POLAND, SO SOOOOON) RELATIONSHIPS: I’m in a relationship I have a crush on a celebrity (too much omg. lana? cupcakke? abel?) I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them (i don’t like talking about my feelings, because i rarely have any haaa) I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year (lana!!!!) I have been in a relationship for at least a year (yikes, never again) I have had feelings for a friend (yes and then we dated for like 2 months but she was a b so bye and now we’re not friends anymore. 2/10 would not recommend) MY LIFE: I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” (my main hoe yes, i love herrrrrr) I live close to my school (school... haaaaaa) My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the united states There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CD’s I share my room with someone RANDOM SHIT: I have breakdanced I know a person named Jamie (I DON’T BUT DOES PORNSTACHE COUNT?) I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce (is szczotka hard to pronounce? for foreigners probably is lol) I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages I have made a new friend in the past year (talkin bout u :*)

#tag #nonsims #saviorhide

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