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delilahcalicocat · 1 month

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♤~You & Me always Forever~♤

{Rating: Fluff and Smut}

{Warnings: Dom/Sub dynamic, Overstimulation, Unprotected Sex, Swearing, Kissing, Making Out, Sharing a House with two people, Risk Taking.}

{Pairing: Hook x Charlotte Strong}

♡~Special Appearance From: Danhausen!~♡

《Summary: Hook and Charlotte moved in together, Danhausen came with Hook to live since HookHausen is thriving and Hook likes to take risks with Charlotte so this would be perfect》

[WC: Over 1k]

[Charlie's POV:]

I was tidying up my two old guest rooms in my house, Hook and a friend were coming over to move in. Since Hook wanted to move closer to my house so he could visit whenever, but this just made his life easier.

I finished up cleaning and dusting, and mopped out the room so it was spick and span. When I heard the familiar Knock at my door

I went downstairs and opened my door and saw Hook and his friend

"Hey Beautiful" Hook said

"This is my friend, Danhausen he's the one I was telling you about last week" He smiled

"Well Hello!" I greeted

"Danhausen Says Hello to Hook's Girlfriend" He said to me

"Danhausen, Let's go get you settled in" Hook Sighed out to him

"Ok" Danhausen Hummed happily

Hook and Danhausen Headed upstairs while I was downstairs, I was making some random shit I found on my phone I wrote down, it was some fried chicken recipe, most likely one I wrote down from my mother.

Hook was busy settling into his room as I finished the Chicken and talked with my older brother on the phone.

"Yes Roddy, You can come over later but you better be home before midnight." I said before placing my phone down.

I pulled the chicken out of the deep fryer and took the fries out of the air fryer, they were steaming hot.

"Fuck Me!" I shouted not noticing Hook in the living room

"Do you want me to?" He joked

"Hook!" I blushed hardly

He could probably tell I was turning red as he smiled widely as he saw me look away.

♡~Time Skip after Danhausen, Hook, and Charlie Ate Dinner and Danhausen went to bed~♡

Me and Hook were snuggled up on the couch. Watching some boring movie, He clicked through the channels until he found TBS. Where we watched Dynamite for a couple minutes.

Next thing I know, while Samoa Joe is fighting, Hook starts to kiss me. Then he starts making out with me..

Mid-way through the match on TV, We were kissing and full on making out.

Then he's fucking me into the couch as I beg and plead that he stops so we don't wake his friend. I was so scared we'd wake up his friend. But surprisingly he didn't wake up-

"Gah Fuck!" I gasped

{The next Morning}

I awoke groggily to Hook and Danhausen making pancakes, I was still on the couch but with a blanket covering me.

I was so confused when I woke up. Only thing I remembered was Hook fucking me until the point of tears

Atleast he was nice enough to make breakfast.

[Time skip to Dinner]

Hook made some popcorn after we ate dinner and we all watched a movie.

Danhausen went to bed at exactly 11:00pm-

Hook made sure to keep me awake and carried me bridal style to his room.

I knew what was He was doing..

He got some blue Fluffy handcuffs, and I'm now binded to his bed, trying to muffle myself as not to wake up His friend.

God I love him but sometimes he's a little confusing.

[Yippee I finished this at 4:30am, so I get to release it early!!]

#{♡}delilah's fics{♧}#aew fanfiction #aew smut #aew #aew hook fic #hook aew #send hook

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aerodaltonimperial · 1 year

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Prompt idea: Demonhausen as sort of a ghost buster /deals with spirits and other demons causing trouble and Hook finds out about it and joins him when they do shows together

(Went sideways a bit here, too... LOL)

She smells human. That isn't strange; they are everywhere, and they positively reek of compassion, of kindness, of the disgusting drive to do the right thing. After awhile, the obnoxious scent of goodwill can become positively overwhelming. But they aren't usually here, in the dark shadows of the sewer system, and they don't usually smell of...violence. This one smells of violence and blood and rage, and her stomach rumbles in response. She hasn't scented anything this good in months.

Oh, what a treat! A silly creature exploring the underbelly for some reason, or, maybe, the unlucky city worker sent on the night construction shift? What does it matter; this human smells so delicious her toes are curling in her boots, her borrowed eyes fluttering closed. Oh, she will revel in tearing this one open and carving out its fury-soaked heart.

She glides around the corner, keeping her feet light. So lovely a scent is easy to follow, even with the garbage odor that accompanies these underground tunnels. Pressing her palm against the damp concrete walls, she peeks around, taking stock of the situation: one relatively young man, standing at the side, away from the sludge. Alone.

Her mouth waters. He smells even better up close, like anger has congealed with bloodshed, with the causing of pain. She's nearly bowled over by her want. He'll be such an easy target, too, standing there with his hands shoved into his sweatshirt pockets.

She doesn't even need to take this one quickly; where would he run? There's nothing but sewer ducts and grime around them, the only real light shining in from the storm drains spaced overhead. She gets halfway to him before he notices her approach. She expects him to panic, and he doesn't. This is the first red flag.

He tips his head to the side, observing her. He ought to be screaming--she's not wearing her disguise, the face that blends her in with all the humans topside. Her teeth are out, the elongated canines, the extra row that fills her mouth for better tearing and chewing.

Why isn't he running from the terrifying sight of her true form?

"Hm," the young man says. "Smaller than I expected."

What? No matter; his scent is clinging to the fabric he wears, divine. She is desperate to taste his flesh. "Humans are so talkative when meeting their ends."

"Some," he says, a faint agreement. Then he shrugs. "I don't like words much."

She doesn't care. She extends her claws, human bones pushed to the side as they materialize, and prepares to leap at him. Only as she's readying the spring in her calves, something smacks into her from the side, like lightning striking her. Her skin, both borrowed and true, shrieks with pain. She is burning from the inside out, set aflame. She falls to the ground with a howl as her sight goes dark, the abilities dimmed to normal human standards. Her sharp teeth come down on her tongue, nearly tearing the whole thing free. She tastes her own blood.

Staring up at the ceiling in agony, her young mark's face appears. His expression hasn't changed. "More than ten?"

"Almost certainly," another voice says, and she...no. Even in her miserable haze, as the holy water eats through her flesh and begins to corrode her true form housed within, she knows that voice. It's him: the traitor. The betrayer. "All on this side of town. Danhausen rather thinks the number is higher than that, but perhaps spaced out more."

"Hm." The young man nods, slowly. He is still watching her with a neutral gaze. "Guess that's good, then. Probably would have hit another one soon; she's nearing the feed time."

"Likely a low-income apartment unit," the betrayer agrees. "Low security and high density. Easier to slip through the shadows."

"Sorry," the young man tells her, and doesn't sound sincere at all. The worst part of this, as her skin crackles and peels, blackening and shedding, as the betrayer pours more holy water on her and winces at her agonized howl, is that here, at the end, as she begins to crumble apart, the human still smells like the most delicious morsel she's ever encountered.

Perhaps it's not the worst thing to have filling her senses as she dies.

#Oh no I sort of love this idea HAHAHAHA

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ur-fav-alien · 1 year

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Chocolate

Orange Cassidy/Danhausen , past Hook/Danhausen Fluff? But Also angst? Not sure Hook can't bring himself to stop staring (thank you Lipton for giving me this prompt mwah!!)

Hook has been staring at them for the past 20 minutes. He hadn’t looked away once.

And what could Hook be staring at? What could capture his most undivided attention?

Orange Cassidy feeding Danhausen different Easter treats they had been gifted in a care basket from Tony Khan.

Hook didn’t know why Danhausen was here. He should’ve been home resting with his torn pec, but no. He was here, backstage, giggling like a little girl with Orange Cassidy. And the worst part of it all? Hook wasn’t allowed to get angry. Danhausen and him weren’t together, they hadn’t been together for almost a year now.

They could’ve been together if Hook wasn’t the world’s biggest pussy. They had a couple of ‘hangouts’ before and after their tag team match, and a couple more rendezvous between that time, but it was nothing. That meant nothing if you couldn’t slap a label on it, and Hook just couldn’t do it.

He wasn’t one for relationships, and Danhausen started making him one for relationships. It was scary, so he ran away. He told Danhausen he didn’t need him anymore, and that was it.

So now, for the past year, Hook has had to deal with the budding love between Orange and Danhausen… Orangehausen, as they had been called by multiple people.

It made him gag.

Hook had to watch Danhausen be ringside at all of Orange’s matches, had to watch Orange growl and bare his teeth at anyone who fucked with Danhausen, had to watch the two of them be the cutest almost-couple ever.

No, couple, not almost-couple, sadly. Hook had found out a month ago. He had been tapping through snapchat stories when, in the background of one Austin Gunn selfie, Orange’s lips were just about grazing Danhausen’s with a smile on both of their faces.

It had made his heart stop. Orange had done the thing that Hook had been too scared to do. He had made himself Danhausen’s boyfriend.

Orange’s eyes connected with Hook’s. A dead, lazy stare. Hook didn’t know how some nonchalant son of a bitch bagged the world’s most hyperactive golden retriever.

A smirk curled at the corner of Orange’s lips, and Hook’s face twisted in confusion. There was an evil look in Orange’s eyes. Hook felt very uncomfortable.

Without looking away, he picked up a square piece of chocolate and put it between his teeth, leaving half of his sticking out of his mouth. Orange only looked away to tap Danhausen on the jaw to get his attention. Danhausen perked up, and Orange raised his eyebrows suggestively.

“Danhausen does not eat from other people’s mouths.”

There was a look in Orange’s eyes. I’m not like other people, he was saying silently… I’m not like Hook.

That simple change in Cassidy’s gaze was enough to make Danhausen cave in, so he leaned in. Orange’s eyes went back to Hook’s, that sick and twisted asshole. He was doing to push Hook’s buttons, to laugh in his face, to just bully him. This was bullying!

Hook couldn’t look away, though. He couldn’t look away as Danhausen bit down into the chocolate and got pulled into a kiss by Orange. He couldn’t look away as Orange’s hand threaded through Danhausen’s hair. Couldn’t tear his eyes away as Orange kissed Danhausen with so much more passion than Hook could’ve ever given him.

The only reason Hook looked away was because the tears in his eyes started hurting and the tightness in his throat made him yearn for some kind of hydration. He got up out of his seat in the lounge and tried to make it seem like he wasn’t booking it straight for the door, just quickly walking to the water refill station.

The giggle and moan that Danhausen let out when he first got pulled in burned itself into Hook’s memory, playing over and over again.

He could’ve been in Orange’s position if he wasn’t such a pussy, but no.

Stupid Orange Cassidy…

#orangehausen #kinda hookhausen idk I don't wanna tag this improperly #aew fic #I think I made this a lot more sad than I should've idk #Lipton just told me 'Orange and Hook have a proper stare off' and I went with it SLDJFLDSJ #anyway I hope you guys enjoy this! I wrote it in like one day so it's super short but who cares y'know? asjd;fjs #love you lipton mwah mwah mwah!!!

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keysgrave · 2 years

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Apologies

Hook x Danhausen

Angsty/fluffy

Summary: Hook and Danhausen fight, but the fight leads to a confession

Characters include: Hook, Danhausen, Ricky Starks, Ethan Page

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Hook hadn't meant to yell at Danhausen, and he certainly didn't mean to upset him. They were in their shared hotel room, Hook was scrolling through Twitter as Danhausen sat next to him, talking about anything that came to mind. That's what annoyed Hook, Danhausen just wouldn't shut up. Hook had grown tired of the other man's nonstop rambling, he couldn't take it anymore.

Danhausen was telling some story about how him and Britt Baker collected teeth when Hook finally cracked, he yelled at Danhausen. Hook went on a rant about how all Danhausen did was talk and he was sick of it. Danhausen sat there, silently listening to his best friend, the man he loves, yelling about how he annoys him. So, Danhausen got up, grabbed his things and left with tears in his eyes. Where he was going, neither man knew, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that Hook fucked up, big time.

Hook had sat on the bed of their hotel room after Danhausen left, silently cursing himself for yelling at him. "Fuck" he whispered to himself before grabbing his phone and calling Ricky.

"Hey, Ricky? Um, I-Uh, I fucked up. Really bad" "Wait, Hook, what happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Hook paused for a moment before responding,"No, I'm not hurt. I-I hurt someone though. It's Danhausen, I yelled at him and it wasn't on purpose but I feel like a shit person and I-" Hook, slow down, you're rambling. Calm down a little, it's okay"

Hook took a few deep breaths before speaking once again, "Ricky, I yelled at Danhausen and he was crying when he left. I don't know where he went and I need to find him, I don't want to lose him. Ricky please help me find him" He cursed himself silently, he thought he sounded hopeless. "I'll be over in a second, jus' gotta get shoes on" Hook breathed out a thanks and hung up, waiting for Ricky.

Ricky and Hook searched the entire hotel for Danhausen, they didnt find him. Until they passed Ethan Page's room. They heard his voice breaking as he told Ethan about what happened. "Ricky, thank you for helping but I need to do this alone" Ricky nodded and walked away.

Hook walked up to the door, running a hand through his hair before knocking. Ethan answered and, without either men saying a word, steps aside to allow Hook to enter the room. In no time, Hook is wrapping his arms around Danhausen, crying into his shoulder, muttering apologies. Danhausen is speechless, he thought Hook hated him, so why was he so upset?

"I'm so fucking sorry, D" Hook whimpered into the older man's neck, earning a small 'no swearing' from Danhausen. Hook pulled away from Danhausen, tears on his face. Danhausen wipes them off his cheeks as he pulls Hook in for another hug. Hook pulled away faster this time, something on his mind.

"Danhausen I need to tell you something and uh, I've been wanting to say it for a while. I-uh I, aw fuck it" Hook grabbed Danhausen's face and pulled him in, their lips crashing together, Danhausen's hands finding their way to Hook's waist. Danhausen pulls away first, smiling at Hook. "Danhausen feels the same way, Hook" Hook smiled as wide as possible, leaning in for another kiss, before Ethan decides to break it up, "Okay guys! Congrats on confessing your feelings now get the hell out of my room so I can sleep" He said before kicking them out, both of them giggling.

They walked back to their room holding hands.

#hookhausen #hook x danhausen #danhausen x hook #aew fanfiction #hookhausen fanfiction #all elite wrestling #aew #aew fluff

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himbos-hotline · 1 year

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for the oc ask thing! fire and danger for jay :) tell me zer secrets

danger: what’s one thing that makes your OC angry? what’s their temper like? how do they respond to people who make them mad?

Theres a lot that makes Jay upset. things like there being no rain or kenny kicking them in his sleep for the sixth time in an our. It takes a lot to make her angry. Like actually angry. Regal brought her up with a strong sense of morals; whats right, whats wrong. how to treat people. How people should treat you and it angers Jay when they see people treating others wrong. the JAS treating her like he was nothing made them angry. Jay is quick to anger but also really quick to simmer down if they need too. His temper normally turns quickly into getting upset and tempering down his emotions because he doesnt wanna upset others around him.

Jay is very much an ask questions first, punch later. But does enjoy punching. she will listen to other people and will point out what they did wrong. Jay does however, when upset, does feel every emotion as if someones turned it up to 11 so if hes angry, he is pissed and will shadow box to calm down [even if zey end up punching a wall]

For example take regal turning on the BCC. shes angry at the betrayal and scared about his family breaking up but he knows that he needs to be strong because wheeler needs zem to be strong cuz hes hurting too and when matty tries to comfort her with "its gonna be okay" he just gets "ITS NOT GONNA BE OKAY MATHEW!" and then when Jay finally allows themselves to feel those emotions that are happening its Jay curled up with matt, picking at his torn up BCC hoodie and "matty?" in the smallest voice

fire: what’s one thing they’d destroy if they could, and why? would that destruction bring them any satisfaction or catharsis?

There is so many answers to what Jay would want ot destory. theres a lot of things that destorying would make them give a feeling of freedom. Like destory the cocept of gender and you can only be one thing. SHe spent 27 years of her left being told she was a girl because thats what he had to be. and looking back on growing up it always makes sense that Jay didnt really feel whole.

He wants to tear down the JAS for hurting zem. it will feel like clousure because he treated them so badly and how dare they make Jay feel like he was nothing more than this stupid little girl who was too broken to even do anything. They want to break up her family more than what it is now.

but in all things. Jay is strong. he can handle whatever people throw at zem. they can fight through anything because people will always need her too. His partners however no matter how strong they are, should be proected. Jay stays awake thinking too much about the things that hurt their partners. Jay wants to fight the sea because it seperates Kenny from kota, she steals hangers alcohol and gives it to danhausen. she buys trans fem cole pretty girls clothes and learns to sew just so they can make her stuff or stitch pretty pink string into her ring jackets.

Jay is sharp and pointy and loud and bouncy but soft and is a sheild. she loves and loves fully and would give anything and destory anything that makes the people he loves sad.

#oc: jay orton

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thegizardofmars · 2 years

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You're all that I need

Danhausen x gn!reader hurt/comfort fanfic

Tw: Depression, emotional breakdown, stress, feeling like a burden

Summary: Danhausen offers comforthausen to reader during a particularly rough spell.

A/N: For any fanhausens that may be going through some difficulties right now or anyone that would generally enjoy some doting comfort from the gremlin🌻

You weren't having a good night at all, in fact tonight was awful. You had no clue what came over you, one moment you were sitting there on the bed, folding up laundry then all of the sudden out came the tears.

With no discernable trigger, the stress you had been dealing with lately came spilling out without warning.

You sat there, trying to keep your sobs at bay so as not to alert your boyfriend in the other room.

But to your dismay he's already sensed something was wrong when you weren't offering an occasional "oh" or a "that's interesting" to his ramblings anymore. Amidst your tears you failed to hear his little rant morph into calls for your name and various forms of "is everything okay?"

"Y/n is everything o-" Danhausen froze momentarily, his heart sinking at the sight of your weeping form.

He was only stood there for maybe a split second before he was promptly making his way to sit beside you on the bed, pushing the folded clothes to the side for him to sit down and to wrap a firm arm around your shoulders, with his other hand resting on the shoulder nearest to him.

"Sweetheart what's the matter?" He asked brushing your hair behind your ear, cooing in a soft tone that'd be unusual to anyone that wasn't you.

It took some time but you managed to catch your breath enough to speak "Everythings just been so d-difficult lately and I just can't keep it together anym-more" you looked away from him. He loved you and you knew he did but you still didnt wanna face him while in this state.

He only nodded, muttering a soft "I see" offering a soothing rub on your arm.

The tip of his thumb and hooked index finger slowly came upon your chin to slowly turn your face towards his. You oblige, although keeping your eyes fixated to the floor below, trying your best to keep the sniffles to a minimum although there wasn't much you could do for the small hiccups here and there.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Upon seeing the furrow in your brows and slightly pained expression he added "only if you wanted to, of course. You don't have to tell Danhausen if you don't want to." He relaxes once your expression softens and you nod.

You sniffled "I've just been d-dealing with it the best I can but it's not g-good enough. I don't kn-know, I guess I just thought I could make it through without f-falling apart, you know" you brought yourself to finally look into his ravishing gunmetal blue eyes, at the moment was filled with a mix of love, worry and sorrow for you.

"I'm sorry you have to see-" Too weak to finish the sentence your voice drifts into more of a soft squeak, instead replacing words with a limp pointing motion towards your face as fresh tears start to fall.

"Don't apologize, my love. You have nothing to be sorry for." Danhausen mutters as he softly brings you into a firm but loving embrace, laying your head onto his chest and softly stroking your hair.

You melt into the embrace and you wrap your arms around his lean torso. Letting the tears fall and your muscles to relax into his touch.

A couple minutes pass as Danhausen is able to calm you down and soothe you enough for the sobs and tears to diminish into only the occasional sniffle.

"Is there anything you'd like to do? Watch a movie? Run you a bathausen? Anything you want." He asked leaning back, wiping away a stray tear with his thumb before gently turning your head upwards toward his gaze once more.

"I just wanna lay down and for you to hold me if that's okay" Your eyes returning to his, a sniffle following your sentence.

"Of course, my love." He says giving a gentle smile.

Danhausen takes the now crinkled up t shirt off your lap and tosses it onto the folded up laundry on the bed and from the same place digs out your favorite pair of pajamas and hands them to you. Offering to help you dress to which you politely decline.

As you get changed Danhausen 'puts away' the laundry by just tossing it back into the laundry basket with the clothes you've not yet had a chance to fold and pulls back the duvet on your side of the bed and goes to collect more blankets from the closet as you sit down and watch your sweet and adoring boyfriend carry seemingly all of the blankets you own that were folded and stacked in a massive tower that very much towered over his head that he then plopped onto the bed with a thump.

This made you crack a tiny smile because it was so him, silly and excessive but thoughtful with his heart always in the right place.

"Now you have all the blankets you need." He said wearing a cheeky smile, his hands gesturing towards the now disheveled pile of blankets adorning your shared bed before he made his way over to you.

"Thank you, honey" you said softly, voice still slightly hoarse. You offered a small smile of gratitude to your boyfriends efforts.

"Anything for you, my love" he says fondly whilst helping you get settled under the covers.

He draped the duvet onto your form, making sure you were snug and comfortable before placing a kiss onto your forehead.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked, leaning down making sure you were nice and tucked in.

You nod and smile "Absolutely, thank you" you bring a hand up to his cheek and give it a pinch, eliciting a warm smile from him. Placing his hand on yours, he places a kiss onto your wrist before straightening up then makes his way to the pile of blankets on the bed and begins rummaging through it, quietly mumbling to himself in concentration.

"No..no...not fluffy enough...could be softer...yes..eeh yes this is good" You turned onto your side and watched him, slipping a forearm under the pillow and snuggling against it.

You seen him taking individual blankets from the pile, looking at them and giving them a squeeze before muttering a variety of 'yes' or 'no' responses to them.

You slightly furrowed your brows in curiosity before seeing him sling several of the blankets over his arm only to saunter out of the room in his trademark slouched walk.

You wondered where he was off to before you heard the dryer door open then close and the machine being turned on.

After a few minutes you heard some clamor in the kitchen. However once the noise subsided you turned around to see Danhausen entering the room again, this time with a plate filled with your favorite snack foods and a hot cup of your favorite tea/coffee, prepared just the way you like it.

"Here you are, in case you get hungry or thirsty." he said, placing the cup and plate onto the side table.

You thank him before he scoops up what's left of the disheveled pile of blankets and shoves them haphazardly back into the closet they came from and shuts the door. You'd normally give him a light scolding for his habit for carelessness but at the moment you didn't care.

"Danhausen will be right back" he says once again as he strolls out of the room to retrieve the blankets from the dryer and brings them back.

Plopping the heated blankets onto the bed beside you to then pull the duvet you were covered with completely off and replaced it with the cozy warmth of a freshly heated one instead.

Altogether Danhausen layers 3 warmed blankets onto you before topping it off with the duvet you were covered with previously.

"This is nice." You sigh. A content expression on your face.

Danhausens heart flutters at your softened expression, although there's still a hint of somberness to your expression and tone. He's still delighted that he could make life at least a little easier for you.

"Is your pillow fluffy enough? Danhausen can fluff it more if you'd like"

"It's alright, sweetheart. Really." You smiled.

He nodded "Okay. Is there anything more Danhausen can do for you?"

"You've done more than enough." You say lovingly. Taking his hand in yours, stroking it softly with your thumb to which he softly curls his fingers around yours in response.

"Well...There is one thing that I'd like though." You start.

Danhausen raises his 'eyebrows' in gentle curiosity.

"Can you lay here next to me, now?" You ask in a whisper.

Danhausen nods feverently "Yes, yes of course." He says.

Making his way to his side of the bed he kicks off his Doc Martens and removes his batman t shirt and climbs under the duvet with you and slides closer to you.

You raise the thick layer of blankets to invite him under, to which he accepts the offer. Slipping an arm under your neck, using his bicep as a pillow you press your body up against his as he slings his other arm around you, softly rubbing your back.

You snuggle your head into the crook of his neck and take in his scent, which is a strange combination of halloween candy and burnt charcoal, a combination you find exquisite nonetheless.

Wrapping the arm resting under your neck around the top of your shoulders, fingertips lightly grazing your shoulder.

Both of your legs intertwined, wrapped in each others arms, you could stay in this position forever if given the chance.

Bringing a hand up to pet his hair "Thank you, Danhausen." you say bringing your head back to look him into his jewel toned eyes. Softly combing back his hair with your fingers, a touch he lovingly savors.

"Danhausen only wants you to be happy." He whispers, devotion laced in his voice and in his gaze. Eyes glazing over like a cat.

You only smile and connect both of your lips in a sweet and tender kiss. Danhausen brings the hand previously on your back up to caress your cheek, thumb offering dotingly strokes over your cheekbone.

You break the kiss and snuggle back into his neck, Danhausens chin coming to rest on the top of your head.

Your hand is still resting in his hair and his hand leaves your cheek to return to the arch of your back.

"I love you." Your voice entwined with the upmost love and tenderness.

"Danhausen loves you too" He responds with equal amount of love and tenderness. Closing his eyes in serenity as he relishes in the feeling of your fingertip tracing the tattoo on his chest.

You press a delicate kiss to his neck before returning to enjoying the comfortable silence with the love of your life.

The end♥️

#danhausen #danhausen x reader #danhausen x you #danhausen fanfiction #danhausen fanfic #danhausen drabble #fanfiction #danhausen imagine #comfort fanfiction #comfort imagine #hurt/comfort

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aerodaltonimperial · 1 year

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Prompt: "You got what you wanted, didn’t you?"

(FELT LIKE WRITING SOME ANGST LOL channeling inner angst into fic angst time)

Hook doesn't need anyone.

He's never needed anyone. He is his own army; he's got his own back. He handles his own problems and solves his own crises. He doesn't need anyone.

Until Danhausen shows up, gets his fingers in Hook’s chest, and claws his way into Hook’s heart.

He thinks maybe it's fine. Danhausen sniffs at his heels, desperate for the attention, and eventually, Hook gives in. Gives it to him. Agrees to tag with him, to have a match with him, to fight the battles with him.

And in the process, Hook’s heart splits, inch by inch, day by day, unraveling like the loose thread at the bottom of a sweater, until Danhausen has pushed his way in, encompassing all the hollow spaces. Danhausen buys Hook chips and sits to eat with him. Danhausen makes Hook watch ridiculous horror movies. Danhausen delights in getting Hook to crack a smile, tearing through all the shields Hook keeps up around him.

It should be fine. And it is.

Until Danhausen leaves and doesn't come back.

Hook watches him run around with the Best Friends. Watches Danhausen stalk the ringside during their matches, watches him run around backstage behind them. He never comes back to Hook. He never offers chips, or sends inane text messages, or shows up outside Hook’s room with take-out.

And Hook is left to figure out how to deal with the tattered remains of his heart, aching, when he had finally allowed someone inside. He knows he could text, but he doesn't know what to say. How does one phrase something as overwhelming as 'I was finally getting used to being someone loved by you?'

He just watches as Danhausen disappears to the Best Friends, leaving Hook’s whole world to fall apart.

Hook gets desperate enough to try again. Tries to make a new friend; he does. But it's not the same. Jack isn't as easy as Danhausen, doesnt understand Hook when Hook’s tongue locks up. Jack doesn't make Hook laugh like Danhausen did, causing soda to come out Hook’s nose. Jack doesn't warm Hook’s whole chest, his smile doesn't linger in Hook’s memories.

Hook tries, but it's not what he wants.

And when he goes out into the ring, he's alone. He's always fucking alone.

Danhausen emerged from the tunnels wearing a new track suit. It's blue and purple and sparkly, glittery, like the night sky. It's finally complete, then. Danhausen is smiling like he won the lottery.

Hook wants to throw up.

Finally, he cracks. He picks up the phone and dials the number he never deleted.

When Danhausen picks up with a suspicious, "hello?," Hook launches straight into it: "Is it perfect for you now?"

Danhausen pauses. Asks, "Hook?"

"You got everything you wanted, didn't you?" Hook’s voice sounds horrible, even to his own ears. It's broken; torn apart. There's nothing left anymore. Danhausen was the hurricane that swept through and then left Hook bereft once more. "You're one of them now."

"Hook," Danhausen repeats.

"Do they love you, too?" Hook whispers. His cheeks are wet, eyes hot. "Do they love you like I did?"

He hangs up. He can't bear to hear the answer. Even when his phone lights up with a call back, he can't stand to hear it.

There's a knock on his door an hour later. Hook opens it to find Danhausen on the other side. He's not surprised, but his heart sinks. Danhausen is wearing the track suit, with more of the fabric in his hands.

"Hook loved Danhausen?" he asks, voice low.

Hook swallows. "How did you not know?"

"Hook never said anything."

"I don't know how," Hook admits. "I've never known how."

Danhausen hands him the fabric. It's another track suit, just like his. There's no icon in the corner. Hook stares at it, and then looks up. "What is this?"

"It's yours, if you want it," Danhausen says. He still sounds tentative.

"The Best Friends?"

Danhausen shrugs. Smiles. "Hookhausen is a package deal. Either they will keep both of us, or neither."

"They love you that much?" Hook asks, before he can stop himself.

"Silly." Danhausen clicks his tongue. "Danhausen loves Hook that much."

It's not so bad being part of the Best Friends. It's nice having people ringside for him. And Danhausen buys him chips again, only this time, they come with kisses that taste of salt, with fingers wrapped tightly around Hook’s own, with little sighs blacked out by hotel curtains.

Maybe, just maybe, Hook thinks he can open his heart up again.

#Wubuwubuwubu

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✨️ and 💥 for the ask game!

ask game // Requesting rules // List of WIPS // askbox

✨️ Out of the comments you’ve received on your fics, what are two or three of your favorites?

So Id on't really get ALOT of comments on my fics [which is kinda upsetting but thats for another ask another day] but I cna pick out the that really stick in my head and make me feel all warm inside! Thats not to say that all my comments make me feel happy. I love scrolling through the tags on my fics and seeing people threatning me/falling in love with Jay or whatever I worked on. These are just like, any little things that make my brain kinda soar whenever I think about needing that little bout of extra joy/inspiration

These will all be from AO3 and if you see your ao3 name! Hello! Drop me a dm or an ask [my anons are on] I love you so much for taking time out for reading and leaving little words at the bottom of my fics, you bring me extreme joy and I want you all to never have writings block or art block and I hope you always get to hear your favourite songs!

I have never had people pick out little lines and comments that made them njoy the fic more, I had never had that before so now It keeps bringing me joy to think that I was like worthy enough to have someone go "I really like that line! Well done! Your brain came up with that?!" WOAH!"

Someone saw that I had re-edited a fic and gave it another try and actually mentioned that i had improved and brought more emotions into my writing. I love that so much!! I pour little sections of my heart into requests and fics and stuff and having people spot the real like human emotions makes me so happy! And the little meme refrence, I could see it in my head!! I love that kinda comedy!!

💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

Off the top of my head, I can't really think of a lot of things that I want to change. I kinda wish that Hookhausen was around for loner or had more of a build up. and that they did something with Jealous Danhausen after Hook and Jungle boy teamed together. I also wish that we got to see more horror/whorehausen. There was such glorious build up that I am craving more. When horrorhausen appeared on the preshow, I was like SICK with glandular fever and my big sibling and I stimmed so hard that my big sibling fucked up their finger and I had a coughing fit and had to open a window to breate [I also cried over seeing the elite back- Matty did a little dance and my heart fucking exploded and I spent like a minute just going, in tears, "LOOK AT HIM!! THEY'RE BOTH SO LIDDOL! OH THEY DO A SINGING! I LOVE THEM!!" ]

#mouse has pals #sardonic the writer

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