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ssahotchnerr · 5 months

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A holiday criminal minds fic would be so cute! Like, Hotch’s wife decorated the office while they’re gone for a case. They have secret Santa and Rossi dresses up as a reindeer idk 😭 I just think it would be adorable!

making spirits bright

hehe had to slip some girl!dad aaron into this <3 cw; fem!reader, domestic fluff

upon entering the bullpen after returning to quantico, aaron was anticipating action reports, concluding paperwork, following up with the precinct to ensure the case was settled properly - a long afternoon, so to speak.

but there you were, sitting in jj's chair patiently waiting. he had called you before the jet had taken off that morning, sent you a quick text when they had landed, and had been already calculating the minutes until he made it home. needless to say, he hadn't needed to count very long, his shoulders instantly relaxing at the realization.

your eyes brightened at the sight of him, quickly getting to your feet.

"hi sweetheart," aaron's face softened, his hand finding your waist momentarily to pull you in for a kiss hello. he was pleasantly surprised, but his brows still furrowed briefly in confusion at your unexpected presence. "this is a nice surprise, what are you doing here?"

"don't be mad," your eyes were nothing short of mischievous; a fiery, excited glint to them - you had been up to something. after offering a quick wave to the team as they too trailed in, you grabbed his hand, not wasting a second to pull him up the few short stairs, "i sorta 'broke' into your office."

"alright..." he went willingly, but spoke with a touch of hesitancy - not knowing what he was about to walk into. the possibilities were endless, especially when it came to you.

you flicked the lights on in his office, and it was just how he had left it a few days prior. the only difference now, a small christmas tree was set in the corner near the window. it was adorned with multi-colored lights, a star perched on top, and handmade ornaments - made of paper, felt, accompanied by a few pipe-cleaner candy canes. they were messily made, as they were created by a seven year old, but each special in their own perfect way.

the two of you neared the tree, and you waited a second before speaking, allowing time for aaron to soak it in.

but even with the moment of silence, aaron was still lost for words. he turned to you, a quizzical yet awed expression plastered on his face.

"jack worked on those for about... a month i believe? while you've been away and whatnot. i'm a bit surprised he didn't slip up and spoil the surprise, he was really excited." you laughed softly, your expression simply lighting up more.

"oh and this," you reached out, touching a circular, clay ornament. one that featured the tiny hand of your daughter, only a few months old and about to experience her very first christmas. "courtesy of baby girl. there's also one on our tree back home too - with jack's baby handprint - but i thought you'd might like one here as well."

aaron laughed breathlessly, the smile on his face widening.

"what do ya think?" you shyly asked as your arms wrapped around aaron's middle, peering up at him eagerly and cutely.

"what do i think?" aaron tossed his go-bag onto the couch, allowing him to wrap both his arms right back around you. he was still a bit dumbstruck, his eyes continuing to scan the tree, finding something new at each glance. "this is... i truthfully don't even know what to say."

"i- we just wanted to bring some christmas cheer to your office," you said, turning back to his surprise, the lights illuminating you softly. "i know it can be dreary and depressing and it just feels so cozy at home with our family tree. but you miss it when you have your long days, so this way, you're not missing out."

"this is exactly what was needed." aaron kissed your temple, and then your lips once in reach as your face lifted towards him again. "thank you. i love it."

"good, i'm glad." you grinned, your hand grazing his torso before finding his tie, your fingers playing with the length of it gently.

"but, we do have a problem."

your face pulled into a sheepish yet witty look, pulling on his tie the smallest amount, "that i broke into your office?"

"no," aaron laughed, shaking his head. "you're welcome to break in any time. the problem is, now i'm going to have a tree in here all year round. how can i possibly take this down?"

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sophiethewitch1 · 4 months

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congrats on the milestone sophie! i'm so excited to read what you have to share with us! For your 1k celbration, if it's not too much, I'd like to ask for ABXS for Jason and Dick uwu And if ur feeling particularly sharing I'd also love an L from all of them owo

Strei!!! Thank you for the kind words, here's what you asked for. I even did the L's as well for my dearest most beloved mutual <3

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, gen yandere behaviour, murder, stalking, worshipping/weirdly religious undertones for Dick, um pet play sort of?? Jason would bark if you asked him to is all I'm saying.

A = Affection (Is Their Love All-consuming, Expressed Through Possessive Gestures and Overwhelming Intensity With No Bounds?):

Jason: Spreading my Jason Todd Loyal Dog Agenda here but he’s so unbelievably loyal. Way, way too loyal. It doesn’t matter if he personally agrees with whatever your decisions are, he’s listening like the loyal hound he is. Will push and prod at you, but at the end of the day, he’s devoted. While he’d always prefer to be as close to you as possible, he’s willing to stay away if that’s what you really want. Simple guy, aware of himself, and mostly in control of his more fervent tendencies. He refuses to lose control of you, to take too much, so he doesn’t take any. Just giving, giving, giving. He only hopes you’ll take him.

Dick: Dick is probably one of the most clingy yanderes out there. While others might stalk you, or protect you from afar, that’s not Dick’s methodology. He wants to be with you all the time, and make you happy all the time, and he spends his afternoons daydreaming about sitting between your thighs for hours at a time. All the time, if it was possible. While he’s trying not to overwhelm you, he’ll stay as calm and charming as possible. But eventually, he’s going to have to start confessing his love to you because he feels like he’ll explode with it. Along with acts of service, physical affection, and verbal affection, he also really likes buying you things. He’s an all-rounder. Still, he prefers buying you experiences rather than items, like holidays or trips to the fair. He decides against buying you a private island to visit for the summer, but only after staring at the property page online for three hours straight. Like I said, he really is trying!

B = Blood (How Messy Are They Willing to Get in Pursuit of Their Darling? Would They Embrace Chaos and Revel in the Crimson Tableau Painted by Their Actions?):

Dick: I’ve mentioned before that he’s pretty hesitant to kill. He’s gotten over his wild younger years, and is now more mature and in control of emotions. Now, all of that is one huge lie he tells himself that only lasts as long nobody ever tries to hurt you. Dick wears his heart on his sleeve, and then it gets even worse when you come around because his heart is just walking around outside his chest, with no aknowledgement for the dangers of the world. He does try, he really does, but when he snaps, he snaps hard. He’s not too bad of a sadist (also a lie) but when he easily catches whoever has been bothering you, he… well, he might play with them. Just a little bit. He doesn’t kill, he’s very careful of that, but honestly if I was that poor soul, I’d rather be dead. And then the next day, he goes back to being the cheerful sweetheart we all know and love!

Jason: I’ve also mentioned that Jason, unlike Dick, is very, very eager to get bloody. In canon, he enjoys punishing sinners and whatnot, and when he’s fallen for you, uh… So, basically, Jason would rather die than admit it, but he thinks of himself as your protector, your knight in shining leather armour. And along with that previously mentioned possessiveness, he totally lets it get out of hand. He’s aware you probably don’t want him slaughtering everyone who has ever harmed a single hair on your head, but unless you specifically tell him not to, he’s not going to stop. But if you do, he will. He’s loyal, he’s fervent in that loyalty. He wants to destroy anything that could ever hurt you. But he’d never go against your ruling, your will. He might complain about it, though. Loudly, very loudly. However, if you do want everyone who has ever annoyed you dead, he’s totally up for it no questions asked. Would probably consider it a date night of sorts.

S = Stigma (Can the Roots of Their Obsession Be Traced to a Dark Past, a Blend of Childhood Trauma, Twisted Curiosity, and a Skewed Perception of Love?):

Dick: Oh boy, this guy… He’s the poster child for childhood trauma affecting your perception of love. When his parents were murdered, he latched onto Bruce. And when Bruce kicked him out, he latched onto Bludhaven. And now when even Bludhaven can’t bring him any semblance of comfort, of home, you’re fucking heaven-sent. He latches onto you like a benign growth, and god help anyone who tries to tear the two of you apart.

Jason: Oh boy times two. Not the best childhood, raised on the streets. Taken in by Bruce, things are looking better and then- Well, we all know what happens then. After the trauma of literally digging himself out of his own grave, he feels a bit… disconnected from the world? He feels like a ghost, like he’s still dead, like his death never even mattered and the world kept going after he’d been gone. And that’d fuck up anybody, but someone personally trained by the Batman? Woof. We see in Under The Red Hood that Jason really does think vengeance is proof of love, at least in his case. To him, love is bloody and ruthless. It’s cannibalistic. A give and take. But since he doesn’t want to take from you, he’ll just give himself over wholly.

X = Xoanon (Does Their Reverence for Their Darling Border on Worship, Reaching Extreme Lengths to Prove Their Devotion and Ensure Unwavering Loyalty?):

Dick: He sees you like the sun. Powerful, brilliant, beautiful. And you’ll probably burn him to cinders as he loves you, but he doesn’t care. He probably enjoys the idea a little. Wouldn’t it be nice, to die in your arms? To close his eyes and disappear into you, where he’d never be apart from you again? He realises that sort of thinking is a bit creepy, but it’s one of the few things he simply can’t fight against. Not even the littlest bit. He’s self-aware to know he’s putting you on a pedestal, that you’re not some god or something, you’re just like him. Human. Maybe that makes him worship you even more. He can’t tell, it’s too blurry these days. He just knows you’re important, more so than he is. More so than anything is, really. Also, gotta mention body worship kink. Like, he’s really way too into it honestly. He’ll service you for however long you can last, and then place a hundred kisses against your exhausted body telling you how good you did, how perfect you are. When you look at him after a session like that, you can always see something a little too intense, too crazed to be called love. He knows he’s trying to hide it. He’ll do better next time, okay?

Jason: You’re his master. The hand around the leash. He’s angry at the world, so fucking angry. He wants to destroy it all. Assuming here, you probably don’t want the entire world blown to smithereens, so you’re his… conscience. Whatever you say goes. If you say Joker dies today, then he dies. If you say he can never kill another soul, then he won’t. He’s sassy about all of it, but it’s painfully obvious to literally everyone that he will follow every single order you give. And of course, he wants it that way. Maybe he really should get a collar for himself. He thinks it’d be cute, with your name on it in brilliant gold letters. He certainly thinks that the reaction his goons would give would be worth the effort, never mind your own reaction. Call him your good boy and you will get railed so hard you break the bed, lmfao

L = Love Letters (Is Courting an Intricate Dance Marked by Obsessive Letters and Gestures That Blur the Line Between Devotion and Insanity?):

Dick: I can’t see Dick ever actually sending you the letters he writes, but my god, he writes them. At first, it’s just little doodles in the corners of his very important paperwork, and then he’s scribbling on sticky notes, and eventually, he just gives in and buys a fucking notebook. They’re long winded and silly and he’d absolutely rather die than share them with you. But they make it just the slightest bit easier to choke down his devotion to you, so it doesn’t strangle him right then and there. He almost finds it as addicting as you are, almost being the keyword here. It’s genuinely pretty embarrassing, from an outsider’s standpoint. It’s like what a middle schooler would write in their diary, just lots of your name and hearts and very ridiculous poetry. He’d be good at it if it wasn’t about you, okay?

Jason: Jason, in direct contrast to Dick, writes very good poetry. Especially when it’s about you. It’s the sort of stuff they’ll put in museums, that future historians will write about. Of course they won’t know half of his more demented metaphors are just… straight up things he’s done for you. It’s flowing and beautiful and it’d make you tear up if you ever read it. You probably won’t just because Jason doesn’t really care if you read it, so he won’t share it with you on purpose. However if you find him one day in the library, and you ask to see whatever it is he’s made, you’ll be so very, very lucky. And Jason will turn tomato red, so that’s another plus.

Tim: Everybody knows that when Tim starts a list again, his mental health is on the decline. The list about you is concerningly long. And I’m really not saying that lightly, for Mr ‘I stalk literally everyone at least a little bit’. It’s something at four hundred thousand words by now, he’s not sure exactly. The little note app on his phone has had to suffer through hundreds or even thousands of hours of Tim writing down the most minute details of you and your life. How do you like to sit best? Is your posture okay, or should he worry about it? When you’re hungry, what food do you go for first? What about when you’re sick? If he’s ever around, tapping away on his phone, and you think he’s not paying you any attention, you’d be very, very wrong. Would probably share it with you just to laugh at your horrified face.

Damian: Damian was raised to perfect every form of art, from martial to dance, to even the more traditional ones. He’s always had a fondness for painting, and you’re most certainly his muse. Instead of letters, he paints you. For every memory he has of you, he has at least a sketch. He doesn’t care for almost all of them, as he doesn’t think they capture your beauty properly, so he doesn’t really care what happens with said drawings. Your first meeting has been drawn at least twenty times, and your sleeping face probably double that. Yes, he does draw you in more passionate poses as well. Your face all fucked out, drool leaking from your lips, is a personal favourite of his. He’ll probably share those ones with you, enjoying seeing you squirm. Asking if you want to help him find some extra inspiration because he’s all irritatingly smooth like that. Will laugh if you crush the lewd drawing up, agreeing it doesn’t do you justice. He’ll just have to try again.

#Event:1kCelebration #yandere batfam #batfam x reader #yandere dc #yandere batfamily #yandere x reader #dick grayson x reader #nightwing x reader #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #tim drake x reader #red robin x reader #damian wayne x reader #robin x reader #the way i want to write a full fic where reader finds dicks journal and he has a full blown meltdown about it #hes just so cute idk #i wrote all this in like 2 hours so im going to go pass out now thx <3

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dazaiandhislovelybandages · 16 days

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Relaxing Activities {Simon "Ghost" Riley}

Coming back from a mission to an empty home had slowly become something strange, unfamiliar. Whenever Simon's mind drifted back to how his life was before he met you, he couldn't help but feel almost uncomfortable. He had gotten used to you so... quickly; coming home to see you sleeping or cooking, waking up with you by his side, spending the holidays with you, every single thing that had once been mudane, boring and unpleasant, was now something he actually looked forward to.

The first few days after coming back home from deployment were usually his favourite now. He could easily settle back in and realx without being left alone with his thoughts, without being alone at all. Even though the first few months of your relationship had been relatively difficult with him still learning how to open up and accept your love, Simon now found himself longing for your touch somedays if not all days.

"What are you doing?" He groaned, cold air hitting his bare chest as you got up from the couch.

"Just stay there, I'll come back." You waved him off with a melodic voice that usually ment trouble; the trouble Simon found cute.

Quicker than he had expected, you had learnt how to read him, his gestures, his expressions, everything. it was no surprise that you had picked so easily the fact that his head was a small mess after the latest mission. You hadn't asked anything and he liked it better that way. You didn't have to know some things. But two weeks had gone by and he would still doze off sometimes, thinking about things he could have done differently because, yes, Simon did trust himself but choices have consequences and he likes to predict every outcome.

What he doesn't like is doing that while being with you. He had made it pretty clear with himself that when he was home and you were in the room with him everything was about you.

"I've told ye, go buy those sketching books..." He rolled his eyes, shifting slightly so you can sit back on the couch.

"I prefer your tattoos."

Hearing you chuckle and laugh was his new favourite sound. So when you took his arm in your hands, placing it gently on your lap to start colouring his tattoos, Simon just let you.

He knew that you would ask him if you could add a few bows on the skull, if you could colour it with your purple pen and he would always reply with a barely audible yes. Because Simon didn't want to think about anything else but you during calm and relaxing times and you knew that. When his head was a mess, filled with worries and whatnot, you always helped him relax in your own cute ways.

Because Simon wasn't coming back to an empty home anymore.

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cinnajun · 11 months

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ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: zb1 and long distance relationships

a/n: this was a fun request :) just in general, i think these guys would be pretty good at it (save for a few of them), mostly bc they’re young and very online

notes: yujin is not included due to his age!

wc | 2.5k

from worst to best at handling it

jiwoong

long distance with jiwoong is just point blank difficult

like i’ve said before i feel like relationships with jiwoong are long lasting so

when you receive whatever opportunity that requires your presence overseas, you’ve been dating for at least a couple of years

your routine is set and there’s a high probability you’re living together

so it’s a major disruption in the flow of your lives

and it’s not to say that jiwoong doesn’t want you to go, nor does he want things between you two to end

it’s just hard to wrap his mind around not having you around for dinner or having to sleep alone :(

so yeah safe to say this is going to be a very difficult time in your lives

depending on how far you are, jiwoong will absolutely be visiting you and staying in whatever apartment you’ve found yourself in

if you’re close enough (aka flight less than 5 hours) he’ll visit multiple times, but anything more than that he’ll probably end up only going once

it’s hard to get time off when you’re a working adult </3

it’s the most difficult for the both of you during holidays

there are days off you had in korea that you don’t have off now, so you physically hurt knowing that jiwoong is sitting at home instead of being on your celebratory day-off dates

and it’s just hard to keep him updated on your life

you fall into a routine of when to call each other and whatnot pretty quickly though

you also write things you want to tell him down in your notes app so when you’re talking you don’t miss anything

and really the main thing that gets you through this is those little sort of habits that you learn to have along the way

but man. you cannot wait to go home

hanbin

this might be a hot take but i think hanbin would hate being in a long distance relationship

in the beginning, he’s absolutely convinced that everything will be fine and nothing will change

his mindset is “i kept my friendship with matthew up while he was in canada, so what’s stopping me from keeping up my relationship with my s/o”

and then a week passed without you and he got really depressed

i think being in a relationship with hanbin means spending a lot of time together, holding hands, and staying near him

so when you’re so far that he can’t even fly to you easily it’s just so difficult for him

but his last resort is breaking up with you

like it’s seriously his worst-case scenario

when hanbin loves someone, he loves them very, very hard

so he will do everything in his power to keep your relationship going, but relationships are a two way street

so you need to put in the work that he’s putting in, too

obviously you’re likely abroad because you’ve taken an opportunity (aka a job) so you can’t be online all the time but

call him when you’re free, tell him when you’re going to be busy, and let him know about every single little victory that you have so you can celebrate together

and, for the love of god, do NOT bring up the fact that you can tell he hates long distance

i’m so serious with this one

hanbin absolutely will not tell you that he doesn’t like it

because, if he knows you know, he’ll feel like you feel like he’s not willing to fight for your relationship (does this sentence make sense)

but just know when you get back you’ll watch him finally relax after like 50 years lol

taerae

i’m going to keep it short: taerae’s heart shatters into a million pieces when you break the news to him lol

like obviously he tells you he’s proud of you and that he couldn’t be more excited for you it’s just that he’s actively crying as he says that

with taerae i think you actually almost reject whatever offer you’ve received, but you pretty quickly realize that doing that would make him feel worse so you decide to muscle through it

the worst part of long distance with taerae is the like week before you leave

he cries a lot and then feels bad for crying but he doesn’t want you to go you know

when he drops you off at the airport you have to take hanbin with you because he’s crying too hard to drive back to his apartment

he hugs you outside the airport doors for like 5 minutes and hanbin has to be like okay … let’s go now … okay … we need to let them get on their flight …

and then you ugly cry for half the flight … like someone reports you to the flight attendant and they’re like is everything okay ?? and you’re like no i just left my boyfriend in korea

after that i think it’s not nearly as bad as you both thought it was going to be LOL

he’s a lil bit (incredibly) clingy at first and gets rly butthurt when you don’t update him on your every move, but then he cries to hao and hao is like “here are some tips!”

then he’s very sweet

taerae will send you videos of him playing the guitar or of him just screwing around with the boys

he also sends you cringy little paragraphs about how much he loves you and how proud of you he is

obviously taerae misses you but tbh it’s like you never left

the only reason he’s not higher up is the pure agony you went through for that week before

taerae the man that you are

gunwook

graduated from taerae school of how do i deal with my s/o going abroad for a bit

he acts all cool with it

when he drops you off at the airport he gives you the gunwook bear hug and is like “i’ll see you later! love you!”

then you get off the plane 10+ hours later and you have like 17 texts from gyuvin describing gunwook going through the 5 stages of grief

it’s actually kinda funny ngl because it’s like a picture of him hugging a pillow with a pint of ice cream in his hand while he watches your favorite movie and cries

also like taerae, everything is absolutely fine within like a week

gunwook’s really cheesy while you’re gone though and that’s how you tell he really misses you

he’s making playlists and posting old cute pics of u on his story with the caption “10,000 km away”

gyuvin also told you that he giggles and kicks his legs every time you text him when he’s not expecting it

he also just hangs out with your family while you’re abroad

he’ll text you like “damn y/n your mom made the most delicious dinner tonight” and you’re like ??? without me????

you later find out your mom invited him over so they could be sad and miss you together which is soooo embarrassing

gunwook will mail you random items from your room and with a note that says “why didn’t you take this” as if you didn’t meticulously pack every single thing you brought with you

so then you have to spend money to mail it back because you don’t want to have to buy another suitcase (you end up having to anyway, but you’re still glad you mailed the things back)

when you get back he cries in your arms for like an hour lol

gyuvin

gyuvin acts like it’s not a big deal but lowkey it’s the biggest deal in his life

he’s like “omg congrats do u wanna get dinner”

that night he cries in hao’s arms like a little baby and then he gets over it

he’s genuinely so happy for you, and there are no strings attached to that excitement

one of his closest friends left his home to pursue his dreams so he should let you leave to pursue them too, you know?

the only reason gyuvin isn’t higher actually is because the other three are long distance from everyone they know LOL

long distance with gyuvin is remarkably similar to just being there with him

when he’s hanging out with friends you’ll be on the phone (albeit muted) just in case you need to contribute to the conversation

and he gets really excited when you have him on the phone while you chill out with your (new) friends

assuming you’re studying abroad because gyuvin’s not old enough to have an s/o with a job that has overseas opportunity, a lot of your time is spent in your dorm so you can call him </3

gyuvin is very popular with your overseas friends and they all follow him on instagram

any time someone hits on you they let him know and also let him know that they told whoever hit on you that you’re TAKEN!!

obviously he doesn’t enjoy knowing that people are hitting on you and he can’t do anything about it but he appreciates that your friends shut it down

all in all i think this is a healthy era of your relatioship and it strengthens your trust in one another a lot

but he prefers you being there with him so come home soon pretty please <3

ricky

yeah long distance with ricky is barely an issue

like when you tell him he’s like “oh…okay” and then he’s sad for a little bit

but then he’s sending you off like nothing is wrong!!! and truly nothing is wrong

i think actually you’d be more sad than ricky is but that’s not to say he’s not going to miss you at all

of course he is

but ricky is a seasoned misser and knows how to keep up relationships from far away (even if he’s never had experience with it being a romantic relationship) so he’s mostly concerned with brainstorming the best ways to like keep things going in a way that isn’t jarring

he consults pretty much everyone he knows on what they think he should do, almost like he’s collecting data or something

so once you actually leave ricky is pretty interactive and prepared for your escapade!!!!

he texts you at specific times of day he knows you aren’t busy and you schedule daily calls at the same time once you know your every day schedule

like gyuvin i’m assuming you’re studying abroad, so your class schedule is on ricky’s home screen (it’s a picture widget) but it’s been translated into his timezone

sometimes he texts you during classes he knows you don’t like and you’re like … isn’t it 4 in the morning

he doesn’t answer that question

but to be fair you do the exact same thing so can you really talk…

like gyuvin, your overseas friends LOVE ricky

sometimes he will sponsor you doordashing dinner and by extension your friends (except you make them pay him back LOL)

and they think he’s the funniest guy ever

bonus: sometimes gyuvin will text you pictures of him scrolling through old texts </3

hao

is this at all shocking

he’s so perfect

doesn’t even bat an eye when you tell him you want to go away for this opportunity you have

“okay! how long until you leave? are they paying for your flights? do you want to start packing now? do we need to get clothes for different weather?”

once you’re off he does get a bit sad but he promises himself that by the time you’re off the plane he’ll be feeling better

he breaks the promise but you don’t know that because he acts like everything is just fine!!!

throughout the duration of your time away, communication with hao is very steady and consistent

you’re each putting in enough energy for a perfect 50/50 split <3

when you start making friends overseas, you show them hao and they’re in awe that you managed to bag the most perfect person on earth

this makes you sad, not because you’re jealous, but because hao would say they should be more surprised he managed to bag you </3

like ricky, he will also sponsor your meals from time to time!! sometimes he doordashes stuff to your place without even telling you like its that serious

hao is the champion at curing your homesickness, mostly because he figured out how to cure it for himself first

if you ever feel like things are too much and you need to leave, he will drop everything to go out there and get you feeling back up to things

he sends little presents every time you have a big achievement or an exciting event

and he’s the number one endorser of getting yourself little treats when you’re feeling proud of yourself

he’s so proud of you

and he’s so happy you got to experience something so exciting

but he can’t lie, it is a big breath of fresh air when you get back lol

matthew

tbh for the sake of this let’s pretend you went to canada bc

why can i see you moving in with matthew’s family idk

you tell him about the opportunity and he’s like My mom will host you

you end up living with his sister LOL

because of that it’s barely like you’re gone

i mean he can come visit you for an extended amount of time and he gets to see his family so its like 2 in 1

in all actuality it doesn’t matter where you go, long distance with matthew is EASY PEASY!!!

i can see him being really trusting in a relationship and that makes things so much easier than not

the first time you get invited out you ask him “hey i got invited to a party tonight, is it okay if i go” and he’s like “ya why wouldn’t it be?? why are you asking me??”

okay feminist

he makes you watch anime with him over like teleparty or something </3 but it’s cute bc his chat reactions are like adorable

#3 of the “your friends love him squad”

they all ask you how you managed to find him because he literally doesn’t care what you do as long as you’re not cheating on him (and you would never do this)

and he’s all happy go lucky every time you talk

when he visits they’re in love with him (PLATONICALLY)

they all ask about his friends in the “haha do you have a brother” way and he’s like “my friend hanbin!”

so now all of your overseas friends want to date hanbin which is awkward

he will also make you buy like presents and things for his friends’/family’s birthdays

obviously with his money but he’s like “can you go to (store) and pick up (item) and then wrap it up and give it to my mom”

it’s very silly

all in all matthew is the long distance relationship you DESERVE!!!!

thank you for reading!

#cinna.zb1 #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 scenarios #zb1 fluff #zb1 reactions #zb1 headcanons #jiwoong x reader #zhang hao x reader #hanbin x reader #sung hanbin x reader #seok matthew x reader #taerae x reader #ricky x reader #gyuvin x reader #gunwook x reader #req

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dolldefiler · 5 days

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**WARNING, INCOHERENT SLEEP DEPRIVED RAMBLE INCOMING**

I've decided the first time I'm going to fuck is when I'm surrounded by my harem of women (wip) and my harem manager** calculating the optimal number of thrusts per women.

Or to those AI sex dolls with personality and whatnot in 20 years. It'd be pretty cool, I think. Like at that point, I reckon AI would pass the Turing test, and we could make advancements in bio-inspired tech to emulate human bodily functions. What would be the difference really? I'm sure you've heard of sites like Character AI etc, right? What's the difference between them and sexting an actual human? Except the fact that the AI isn't advanced enough to maintain an actual conversation and it doesn't respond in the way a human would. You could also argue there's no sense of feeling or a developing bond between the two... but what if there was in the future? What if we brought that to a physical body?

Eh, a harem could be hotter. Speaking of, I'm convinced that there's an ideal harem composition, right? Like you've gotta balance the group dynamics in such a crazy way. You can't have too many girls that want to be right at the bottom of the pack or no one's going to be at the top. If everyone enjoys sadistically bullying all the other girls, it'd be a nightmare, and so on. Potentially if everyone was an entirely wholesome, middle of the pack sort of woman, you could make it work easily HOWEVER, I think it'd be a struggle to find a wholesome, relatively vanilla woman that wants to be in a harem. Harem consultants should be a thing.

Right. I'm going to take a nap again. Hope you're all looking after yourselves and eating well and err sleeping enough? Okay byeeeee.

**job apps open when I get my harem, minimal pay, no holidays, long hours, good work experience

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starberry-cupcake · 2 months

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I could have just gone ahead and finished the book, but I adult life is interrupting so I stopped mid-fight and that's what you're getting, since I think it'll be a more sensible length this way.

previously, in gideon the ninth

this happened (also, this is the tag for all of the stuff)

currently, somewhere before ending the penultimate chapter, I think:

WELL, WELL, WELL

GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT ABOUT DULCINEA DEL TOBOSO SORAYA MONTENEGRO SEPTIMUS

I GOT YOU, BITCH

YOU DIDN'T GET PAST ME

ok, let's back it up a bit, but I needed to get that out of my chest for a sec

out of my guts, like the key she hid in the 5th necro bride's body

(too soon)

anyway, after yandere simulator w/inner chad left the room, gideon, harrowbean and my qp wife realized palmolive was gone

and everyone knows where he went because his dick has been a compass the whole time

or, like gideon puts it, he's been a weenie

camilla, the light in the dark, the sun to my moon, tells gideon and harrow that palmolive has been corresponding with dulcinea since he was like 8 and she was like 15 and he's been in love with her the whole time

and that he's made his lifelong purpose to save her life

there are many levels of Issues here

but at this point, we don't have time to unpack any suitcases

all this just proves to me that camilla has been carrying all the weight of the world on her shoulders even more, but anyway

they also feel confused as to why dulcinea has been ghosting palmolive massively since HE PROPOSED TO HER

palmolive, my man, my dude, just...what the fuck is your life

what are you doing, my guy

anyway, I immediately started thinking some soul possessing or some stuff like that could be going on, like she's not herself, but there's no time to theorize much

gideon feels terrible because she's been flirting with dulcinea in front of palmolive's salad all along and says something like "why do I have to be so attractive?" to which harrow answers something like "if you weren't, people would deck you after 5 minutes" which is a very good read

so gideon goes to find palmolive and he stops her with necro magic and enters dulcinea's room and outs her as the murderer

who is surprised??? not me, of course

so, basically, ducinea The Real One died at some point before arriving like protozoa, and this bitch here is a previous lyctor whose name I cannot remember so we will call her not!dulcinea

the real dulcinea was the other roasted body in the furnace

and protozoa was killed by her also which, again, the sword through the heart was a good indicator it wasn't an accident, but harrow was the only one who saw the body

non!dulcinea is a lyctor of the seventh that served the emperor and did the soul slurping thingy and already has her cav within her ("inside her" sounds...not great)

and she wanted to stir some shit up to get the man of the hour to show up and get revenge and whatnot

the emperor, coming back to canaan house from some holidays that took longer than he expected

it's not totally clear, because there's still a lot we don't know, but it sounds a bit like a toxic relationship with an authority figure

palmolive then proceeds to immolate himself like superman going super solar flare, but not being able to heal himself after, unlike superman

after that, all hell breaks loose

not!dulcinea tries to kill gideon

camilla tries to kill not!dulcinea

harrow also enters the fight and brings gideon's sword

like, the real one

you can hear the audience cheering when she catches her sword like it was filmed in front of a live studio audience

gideon and harrow team up against the mega massive monster junji ito concoction that killed isaac

they do the mind mesh thingy

harrow unlocks a new power

like in the sims

she also passes out for a bit

gideon gets her knee and shoulder fucked up

camilla is amazing and does amazing things

non!dulcinea seems to be too tough to win against

yandere simulator twin w/inner chad enters the chat

they fight like goku and vegeta for a while but non!dulcinea ends up using her like a battery

which is, to me, the revenge of duracell bunny nephew from beyond the veil or wherever he went

like, poetic cinema fate

I have no idea where regina george twin is at this point

last we saw of her, she was crying in a corner

which, mood tbh

so, where I left off for now, we've got three survivors accounted for: gideon, harrowbean and my qp wife, there's a lost twin somewhere in there and then there's yandere simulator twin being used as a charging pad by non!dulcinea

I want to take a moment to point out something, though

I want to briefly point out how MASSIVELY FUCKED UP EVERYONE WAS COMING INTO THIS

like, harrow was "oh no, we mustn't let people know you're not actually my cavalier and that I puppeteered my parents and that there's a frozen barbie in the ninth" and gideon was "oh no, I mustn't let people know I'm not a ninth cav and I don't use a rapier and I have a complicated relationship with my necro"

and everyone else LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE WAS BEYOND FUCKED UP

maybe the second weren't because they were ignorant asshats, but EVERYONE WAS MESSED UP

NOBODY HERE WAS FINE

you got the third, with a non necro princess and a feral real necro doing the work of both and chad as their support, look how that turned out so far

the fourth, who weren't tall enough to reach the top shelf and weren't even allowed their keys

the fifth who knew too much so they were goners after throwing a party

the sixth, with a guy who had the hots for a woman twice his age that he had a grey's anatomy fantasy to save that powered his entire reason to be there (and a cav who didn't use the right equipment but is great 10/10 no notes)

the seventh, who's THIS MESS

and the eight, who were doing the creepiest thing possible at all times and couldn't even do it properly

the only ones here who came in without dirty laundry were the second and that's why they were easy targets

everyone else was shady af

the best reality show you've ever watched

anyway, see you for the next one when we'll know who wins between one old lyctor and 3 bad bitches (or 4, if yandere twin is still alive, or 5 if regina george twin shows up again)

#luly reacts to tlt #tlt #gideon the ninth #the locked tomb #long post #gif cw #gideon the ninth spoilers #tlt spoilers #the locked tomb spoilers

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asliceofzosan · 7 months

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zoro doesn't care if people forget his birthday. he really doesn't. but when it's his own boyfriend who doesn't acknowledge his birthday at all... that's a whole different thing entirely. (zosan modern au for zoro's birthday!)

Zoro never understood the hype around birthdays.

It's just another year. 19 didn't feel that different to being 18. 21 didn't feel that different to being 20. He's pretty sure it's going to be the same all the way up to his 80's. He understands the importance of milestones and whatnot but other than that, celebrating his birthday was an afterthought.

It's the big 26 today — one year closer to his thirties — but again, it's just an ordinary day. He woke up, showered for once, and headed straight for the kitchen where his boyfriend was already cooking breakfast and dancing to whatever new K-POP song came out. One of the perks of moving in with Sanji was the early morning entertainment Zoro gets everyday.

Zoro leans against the kitchen island, just watching Sanji hum along to words Zoro can't understand. He loves moments like this. He developed a habit of watching Sanji every time he isn't looking. It's his favorite way to start the day. It gets even better when Sanji notices him, his face lighting up brighter than the sun, and throws his arms around Zoro in their daily good morning embrace.

However, this time, Sanji just looks over his shoulder with a shocked expression.

"Oh, you're already awake!" Sanji exclaims and he steps aside from his work station to reveal he was packing up bento boxes. "I wasn't expecting you to wake up until 10 since you're off work today."

"Thought it would be a good day to wake up early," Zoro says slowly, brows furrowed at each passing second that Sanji doesn't give him his morning hug and kiss. Zoro doesn't think he's clingy, he'd murder you if you said so, but they have a routine. And the routine includes morning hugs and kisses until they're both breathless. Why isn't Sanji bounding over to him and showering his face with kisses and squeezing the daylights out of him? Was he in the twilight zone?

Sanji just keeps on arranging the bento boxes carefully, labelling them with post-it notes and his signature sparkly gel pen that Nami gave him as a joke gift. Zoro stays rooted to the spot, patience waning the longer Sanji doesn't kiss him.

"I was called in today to cover some shifts at the Baratie," Sanji starts to say as he maneuvers his way to the fridge. Zoro scowls when Sanji passes him and doesn't even peck him on the cheek. His voice is a little muffled when he places the bento boxes into the fridge, explaining that he might be out the whole day and won't be back until 10PM earliest.

10PM. Earliest.

"I already pre-made your meals for the day. Breakfast is warming up in the oven right now." Eventually, Sanji does end up giving Zoro a little peck on the cheek, but Zoro felt himself subconsciously chasing after the cook's lips as he moves away. Sanji gives him a warm smile. Zoro thinks he's about to have an aneurysm.

"Sorry, I can't eat breakfast with you today." And to his credit, Sanji looks genuinely apologetic. "The Baratie's gonna be packed. You'll be okay by yourself, right?"

Zoro knew that not making a big deal out of his birthday was his own damn fault but this just seems... off. In every way possible.

Because of all the people in the world, how is it that Sanji has forgotten his birthday?

Sanji, the man who marks every major and minor holiday on his google calendar so he has an excuse to cook a big feast for his friends? Sanji, the man who cried his eyes out when he found out Zoro never had a proper birthday party because he understands the feeling of not being celebrated. Sanji, who loves rom-coms, choose-your-own-adventure interactive novels, and thinks that the way food is arranged on the plate can clearly indicate one's emotions.

Sanji, the biggest sap in history, has forgotten his boyfriend's birthday.

"Zoro?" Sanji's voice slices through the fog of confusion slowly filling up his brain. The hand cradling his face forces him back to reality but all he could do was stare longingly at Sanji, begging him with his eyes to not go. Sanji runs his thumb gently over his cheek and Zoro nuzzles into his hand like a stubborn child. Sanji chuckles.

"I'll be back, you big softie." His reassurance doesn't sit well with Zoro but he only manages to nod. Sanji leans down to kiss Zoro, too chaste and too fast, before pulling away far too quickly. Zoro watches miserably as Sanji puts his jacket on, grabs his keys, and bids him goodbye.

Zoro manages to meet him at the entryway, his hand catching Sanji's arm before he leaves. Sanji tilts his head at him, smiling at him in the way he does when Zoro is being stubborn. "What is it, marimo?"

Zoro stares down Sanji with his good eye, willing and pleading him to remember. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Sanji blinks. Zoro blinks. Then, Sanji smiles and Zoro thinks he actually gets it.

Until Sanji pulls him into a searing kiss. When they pull away, Sanji rubs their noses together and lets go.

"Can't forget the goodbye kiss!" Sanji places one more kiss on Zoro's nose then leaves a very dazed, very irritated Zoro at the entryway.

from: cap'n luffy

zoooorrooooooo happy birthday !!!!!!!!!! zoro zoro zorooooo have a good day ^_^

from: witch of the sea

happy birthday you big lug <3 as my present, your debt is reduced by 10% ;)

from: chopper

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZORO! I LOVE YOU! DON'T GET SICK TODAY OKAY?!?

from: ussop :^\

BIG 26 ! HBD MY MAN ! you don't look a day over 19 ^_^ honest!! maybe they'll even ID you at the club HAHAHHAHAHAHA

from: robin

Happiest birthday, Zoro. I've deposited birthday booze money into your bank account. Have fun.

from: franky B)

HAVE A SUUUUUPPPEEERR BDAY BRO ! My bday gift isnt ready yet tho i still need to tweek it bUT ! ur gonna love it!! trust !

from: brook

zoro_birthday song_final_real final_absolutely final.mp3

from: jinbe

Have a fruitful birthday today, Zoro. You only turn 26 once!

Time ticks by and Zoro reads and re-reads all the birthday greetings from his friends. Many of them even sent multiple messages in their group chat. It mostly consisted of Luffy and Chopper spamming the chat with birthday gifs. It eased Zoro's racing mind just a little. But he can't help himself from opening up his chat logs with Sanji...

And still nothing.

Just a simple 'hbd marimo' from him would have eased his worries. But Sanji hasn't even messaged him once throughout the entire day. Usually, he'd send a couple of pictures to prove that he's alive. One time, he event sent a selfie while something caught on fire behind him. That's Zoro's wallpaper right now.

It really, really shouldn't be bothering him this much that Sanji hasn't said anything about his birthday. It's also not hard to forget Zoro's birthday. It's literally 11/11. It could not have been a more convenient date.

But Sanji was always the more romantic one of the two of them. Zoro can be accidentally romantic, sure, but Sanji likes grand gestures and showering others with love in every way possible.

Sanji is the last person on earth to forget Zoro's birthday.

He may have never understood the hype around celebrating his birthday. He hasn't had a party since his 18th. But there's something that's mildly irritating that his own boyfriend just straight up treats it like any other day. And not only that, he just leaves Zoro alone too. To celebrate his birthday miserably in their empty apartment with a box of reheated leftovers on his lap.

He doesn't want to admit that he's hurt.

But he is.

However, before he could pick up his phone again to call Sanji and give him a piece of his mind, it starts to ring. He scrambles to answer it without even checking the caller ID. The relief that washes over him when he hears Sanji's voice on the other line was indescribable.

"Cook," and it really shouldn't have come out this desperate. But Zoro is really hanging on by a thread here. "Are you going to tell me something?"

"Yeah! I can't believe I completely forgot!" Sanji's laugh is like a balm to Zoro's anxious conscience but it immediately slips away when Sanji continues.

"I forgot my phone at home."

Zoro almost growls in frustration. "I'm borrowing Patty's right now. Can you do me a favor and look for a recipe that I saved on my notes app? It's super important."

"What could be so much more important than..." Zoro trails off, managing to actually find Sanji's phone on the kitchen counter. Right where he was just this morning. "I fuckin' found it." He taps on the screen, his heart pinching when he sees that Sanji's lockscreen is a candid photo of the two of them taken the exact day they finally got together. Sanji's head was tucked against Zoro's shoulder, his cheeks flushed red, laughing and laughing at something Zoro can't remember anymore. And Zoro... was just looking at Sanji like he was his whole world.

And he still is.

Maybe that's why Sanji forgetting hurts even more.

"What's your passcode?" He grumbles, putting his own phone on speaker.

"I'm surprised you don't know it," Sanji says, footsteps seeming to echo on the other line. "It's pretty hard to forget."

"Contrary to popular opinion, I respect your privacy sometimes Curly."

"How sweet," Sanji says sarcastically. Zoro can practically hear the eyeroll. "But seriously. You know the passcode."

"No I fucking don't?" He exclaims incredulously, glaring at his phone in the hopes Sanji can probably feel it too. "What the fuck are you on about, cook? I don't know your damn passcode!"

"Yes, you do." The fact that Sanji isn't yelling back like he usually does sits uneasily in Zoro's stomach. "Fine, I'll give you a hint since my little marimo needs some help with his homework." Zoro grumbles that he's not a child but Sanji just ignores it. "It's related to the most important person in my life."

Zoro furrows his brows. "Zeff?"

Sanji chuckles. "Try again."

"Um," He scratches his head this time. "Nami?"

"As much as I wish that were true," Sanji sighs dramatically and it was Zoro's turn to roll his eyes. "It's not her. Come on now, mosshead. You know who it is."

The way Sanji's voice softened made something click in Zoro's brain. With a long shaky breath, Zoro took Sanji's phone, stared at the lockscreen one more time, and inputted a significant number.

111197

November 11, 1997

Then Sanji's phone unlocked.

"Did you get it?"

Zoro couldn't concentrate on Sanji's voice. Because staring right at him was the picture Sanji used as his homescreen.

A beautifully edited candid picture of Zoro, his face glowing against a gorgeous sunset, the light shining through his hair in an otherworldly haze. There was text edited above his chest and it read, clear as day:

Happy Birthday, my everything

"Can you open the door for me, love?"

As if on autopilot, Zoro walked to the door, Sanji's phone still in his hand, and he opened it to see his boyfriend standing right there. His face was illuminated by the glow of a single candle sitting on top of a simple vanilla cupcake. Surrounding that cupcake was a plate full of carefully arranged sushi, onigiri, grilled meats, and dipping sauces.

And written with an elegant hand at the edge of the plate, with something Zoro can somehow identify as a thickened oyster sauce was the same thing he read on Sanji's home screen wallpaper:

Happy Birthday, my everything

"Did you really think that I would forget?" Sanji says, the love in his eyes shining through the light of the candle. "You guessed the passcode, didn't you?"

"You piece of shit." Zoro's voice cracked only slightly (only slightly!) "I'm gonna fucking murder you, I swear to god."

"You don't believe in god," Sanji says matter of factly, reaching up to cup Zoro's face with one hand. Zoro scoffs but there's no lick of malice to it. Sanji then presents the cupcake to him and with another roll of his eye, Zoro blows the candle out, much to Sanji's amusement.

He knows he's supposed to be making a wish or whatever but he doesn't. Everything he's ever wished for is right here, standing in their doorway, with a plate of food made by his own hands. Hands that he kisses every night. Hands that cradle his face like Zoro is something to be treasured.

Hands that hold his, no matter what life throws at them.

Stepping into the apartment, Sanji places the plate of food on the table at the entryway, then drapes his arms over Zoro's shoulders. Zoro's hands find Sanji's waist immediately.

And finally, Sanji says the words Zoro's been waiting to hear all day.

"Happy Birthday, Zoro."

Then, Sanji kisses him, his lips soft and his hands warm as they tangle into Zoro's hair. Zoro deepens the kiss, thinking that maybe celebrating his birthday isn't so bad after all.

#niki's fics: remember the 11th of november #zosan #one piece #zosan modern au #roronoa zoro #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #one piece fanfiction #happy birthday to our favorite marimo!#roronoa zoro x vinsmoke sanji

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faebaex · 8 months

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Tangled in Wonderland - Three's a Crowd, Four is a Party

author note: Eee Scarabia chapter! I really enjoyed writing this one, I never get an opportunity to write Kalim and Jamil and they were interesting and fun to write. Also, chapters are taking slightly longer as I thought of an interesting twist halfway through and now I’m working up to implementing it!! Floyd up next! (๑>◡<๑)

characters: Kalim Al Asim x GN!Reader, Jamil Viper x GN!Reader

You were unnerved.

Today, you saw Crowley. But not because it was you chasing him down, hurling abuse at him and whatnot. No, this time he came to you. And he didn’t come empty handed. He brought you a phone.

It wasn’t book four yet. Winter holidays were nowhere near. You hadn’t asked for a phone, but Crowley had insisted that you take it, in case you needed it for an emergency or whatnot. He just wanted you to have it, just in case.

You felt on edge. You had no idea what was happening. Since you had been transported to Twisted Wonderland, the story had proceeded as planned no matter how much you had tried to avoid it. At this point, you were still in the fray of book three, so why was Crowley giving you a phone now? That wasn’t supposed to happen until everyone was leaving for the winter holidays! So why now was the story veering off path?

It was all you had been fretting over for days. On top of avoiding Azul and the Leech twins, you were now worried about your future, and the little electronic device in your hands. You stared at the black screen, your perturbed expression reflected back at you as you walked back towards Ramshackle dorm. You wondered what this would mean, getting the phone a whole book early. Perhaps you were overthinking it? It was just a phone, after all. It hardly played a part in book four, only used as a brief plot device before disappearing completely. Maybe you were worrying over nothing…

You didn’t get any longer to dwell on it before you walked straight into someone. Or more accurately, they crashed into you.

You fell backwards from the impact, right onto your ass with the current object of your misery going flying out of your hand. “Ouch…” You groaned, checking your palms for grazes, and hoping your uniform trousers didn’t get damaged in the fall.

“Sorry, so sorry! Hey, are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”

You froze when you heard that voice, not daring to look up. Oh no, oh no.

“Ahahaha… Jamil was right, I really should look where I’m going…”

Kalim Al Asim. The game’s local ball of sunshine and housewarden for Scarabia. Victim of book four, whatever way you look at it. Usually often chased after by the ever suffering—

“Kalim!!”

Jamil. Vice housewarden of Scarabia and perpetrator of book four. And another person that you certainly didn’t want to get mixed up with.

You quickly scrambled to your feet, dusting yourself off and looking around wildly for your tote bag so you could quickly take your leave. You found your bag sprawled across the path a few feet away, quickly grabbing it and throwing it over your shoulder, trying to make your getaway before Kalim could rope you into anything.

“Hey, are you okay?” Kalim asked again, having gotten back to his own feet. You waved him off quickly, a tight smile plastered on your face that you hoped would placate him enough to get him to leave you alone, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Don’t worry about it! I’ve got to go, I’ve got an appointment…” You quickly rushed out an excuse, turning to walk away, even though that was the opposite direction to Ramshackle. You’d only taken a few steps when you felt a hand grip your arm, stopping you in your tracks.

“You forgot this.” Jamil said, holding out your phone, the cursed little object that was apparently finding new ways to bring you misery. You plastered your fake smile back on as you turned around, but it was quickly wiped away when your phone screen flashed on… And both you and Jamil looked down to see your phone screen had several cracks spread across it.

“Ah.” Jamil exhaled, and Kalim was quick to bound to his side, his face falling when he saw the ruined screen. “Oh no, I’m so sorry Y/N! Was that my fault? I’ll buy you a new one!”

“Oh no no! It’s all good!” You quickly said, grabbing your phone out of Jamil’s hand and shoving it in your tote bag, “It’s just some random dud that Crowley gave me, he probably found it in the 90% off sale basket at Sam’s!” You faked a small laugh before you waved and quickly rushed off in the opposite direction before they could stop you.

This was the last thing you needed. You were already up to your eyeballs dealing with the events of book three, you didn’t need book four to start early! You ducked down into the courtyard, sitting behind a bush and flopping your bag down beside you. You dug inside and pulled out your now cracked new phone, fiddling around with the buttons. It seemed to work fine, just the cracked screen making the interface look a little funky, but it was still useable. You sighed as you settled behind the bush for the long haul, hoping that fate would give you a small break for once.

Fate did not give you a small break.

It had been a couple of days since your little bump with Kalim, but thankfully you didn’t have any further run ins with either Kalim or Jamil. You did have a run in with a couple of mischievous eel twins, but otherwise you’d call yourself unscathed.

Of course, that was until Kalim came bounding towards you as you left the school building, giving you no hope of escape as he called your name and waved his arms at you exuberantly. So exuberantly, in fact, that he almost toppled over as he ran up the stairs, and you had to grab him by his upper arms in order to steady him. Kalim laughed, his usual carefree laugh as he fell into you, clutching your arms as he beamed at you.

“I’m sorry, I keep falling into you lately!” He commented, keeping his grip on your arms as he righted himself, still not letting go once he was solid on his feet, “I was looking for you! I wanted to invite you to a party!”

Oh no.

Kalim continued on, completely oblivious to the strained smile on your face. “I have been thinking of a way to make it up to you for breaking your phone, but Jamil told me I couldn’t buy you a new one. So I thought, why don’t I host a party with you as the guest of honour!”

Oh no.

You opened your mouth to try and stop this tragedy in motion but Kalim continued, unfettered.

“And then I thought, why not invite all the other housewardens too, and we can have a little housewarden party!”

Oh no oh no oh no.

“So come to the dorm tomorrow evening for the party!” Kalim exclaimed, bright smile on his face as he let go of you and span on his heel, bounding down the stairs with the same exuberance with which he came, “I’m going to invite the rest of the housewardens now, so I can’t stay. Bye!”

“Kalim, wait!!” You shouted after him, but he was already long gone, off to invite whatever housewarden he ran into first. This situation was worse than what you ever could have imagined – not only were you now the guest of honour at a party that you didn’t ask for and certainly didn’t want to attend, now all the other guests were all the people you had been trying to avoid! Whilst your relationship with Riddle had bloomed into something pleasant, and Leona gave you no trouble when you passed him in the hallway, you certainly didn’t want to be stuck in a semi-formal setting with Azul, considering all the issues you have been having with him lately. On top of that, you did not want to run into all the housewardens you had successfully avoided thus far.

You had to think of a way to get out of this.

You sighed as you slowly trudged into the hall of mirrors, heading for the Scarabia mirror.

Despite how hard you tried, you weren’t able to convince Kalim that you couldn’t attend his party. He was surprisingly hard to pin down, and when you finally managed to catch him, he batted off all your excuses like they were flies.

Nothing to wear? “Just come in your uniform! I’ll wear mine too, we’ll match!” Kalim assured with his sunny smile.

Got a detention? “Don’t worry, I’ll move the party back an hour!” Kalim exclaimed sympathetically.

Sudden homework to finish? “Bring it with you, Jamil can help! He’s great!” Kalim beamed, nodding enthusiastically.

Poor Jamil, as if he didn’t have enough to do.

You dragged your feet as you walked through the portal into the Scarabia dorm, not wanting to get to this party any faster than necessary. You realised that it would be more suspicious if you just didn’t turn up at all, so you hoped that if you showed your face for at least an hour, you could find an excuse to leave quickly with minimal damage incurred. Perhaps Riddle could help, he was a stickler for rules. Now you just had to remember one of the Queen of Hearts’ rules to quote.

The hallways of Scarabia were eerily quiet as you walked through them, incredibly conscious of the sound of your footsteps, as soft as they were, as you tried to figure out where to go. Even though you had played the game, you still had no idea of the layout of the dorms. You figured the party would be in the lounge, but where was the lounge?

You heard footsteps approaching and you looked up to see Jamil rounding the corner. He was distracted, looking down and typing on his phone. You opened your mouth to get his attention but he suddenly looked up, sensing someone ahead of him. His face immediately dropped when he saw you, a panicked expression overtaking his features as he froze in place before speeding towards you. Your eyes widened at the display, and you held your hands up to defend yourself but it didn’t stop Jamil as he grabbed hold of your wrist and yanked you towards him, clasping hold of the tops of your arms. Oddly, it reminded you of Kalim.

“What are you doing here?!” Jamil hissed at you in a whisper, almost looking like he wanted to shake you, his expression severe. “I-I came… For the party?” You stuttered out, confused and a little startled with the way that Jamil was acting. An uneasy feeling swept over you. Had book four actually started early and Jamil was already on his rampage? A thousand thoughts ran through your head a once, your expression looking akin to a deer in the headlights when both you and Jamil were abruptly brought back to reality by a voice.

“Jamiiiiil!”

Said voice trilled through the dorm, sounding faintly like it was coming from the entrance of the dorm. Unmistakably Kalim’s. Jamil’s expression turned more panic as his grip tightened on your arm and suddenly he was dragging you along the corridor, yanking open one of the doors and pushing you inside, quickly slamming the door shut.

The room that Jamil had shoved you both into was pitch black and very small, and you blinked several times in an attempt to help your eyes adjust. When your eyes finally adjusted, you saw that you were in some sort of cleaning closet, and you were very close to Jamil. You took a quick step back, not realising just how small the cupboard was as you bumped your head on one of the shelves.

“Ouch.” You hissed, Jamil immediately turning to shush you. “Be quiet, he’ll hear us!” Jamil scolded quietly, and you glared at him, disgruntled, opening your mouth and retort when—

“Jamiiil! Where are you?” Kalim called, his voice so close to the door that it made both you and Jamil freeze. You slowly closed your mouth, holding your breath as you listened to Kalim’s footsteps walk down the corridor, his voice slowly fading as he walked further into the dorm in his search for Jamil. Jamil pressed his ear to the door, making sure that the corridor was indeed silent before he turned back to you, the panic gone from his face but now replaced with an unimpressed expression as he folded his arms across his chest.

“I got Kalim to cancel the party, didn’t he tell you? I sent him off to tell all the housewardens not to come.” Jamil whispered, and your expression turned surprised as you shook your head quickly. Jamil sighed heavily, his hands massaging his temples. “Of course he didn’t…” He muttered under his breath, and you swear you could detect a hint of bitterness in his tone. Jamil closed his eyes as he continued to rub his temples, and you stood awkwardly, wondering what to say when Jamil suddenly opened his eyes and held out his hand.

“Give me your phone.”

“What?” You blurted out, leading to Jamil shushing you again. “Give me your phone. If Kalim sees you here, he’ll insist on having a mini party. I’ll go and distract Kalim, and I’ll message you when the coast is clear so you can leave.”

Oh… That was actually a pretty good idea. Scarabian foresight, you supposed. You reached into your blazer pocket and pulled out your phone, handing it to Jamil and he pressed the start button, clicking his tongue when he saw it light up instantly.

“You should really lock this,” he remarked as he began tapping away on your broken screen, “Azul would have a field day if he got hold of this.”

That he would.

Jamil tapped away silently on your phone for a little bit longer before handing it back to you. “Stay here and keep an eye on your phone. I’ll message you when you can leave. Make sure your quick.” Jamil said curtly, opening the door and stepping out. He turned to look at you right before he closed it, a hint of a sly smile tugging up his lips, “and you should really get your phone screen fixed.”

Ouch.

You stood awkwardly as you waited in the cramped closet, thinking over everything that had happened. Jamil had arranged for the party to be cancelled… You knew that Jamil usually got the bad end of the deal when it came to Kalim’s parties, always having to cook and arrange for things on top of all the other things that he had to do when he wasn’t wrangling Kalim. He could just be doing this for his own reasons, to lighten the load on his own shoulders. Or… Book four could have indeed started early and he cancelled the party so that he didn’t have all the housewardens sniffing around when he was coiling his grip around Scarabia.

You sighed as you crouched down and got a little more comfortable. Perhaps you were overreacting, and Jamil had no motive for doing this, it was just another way of keeping his head down and keeping his carefully crafted exterior looking ordinary and un-astounding.

… But you had seen the aftermath of book four, and Jamil certainly wasn’t the type to stick his neck out for anyone else, let alone you. So you really didn’t know what to think, and you just hoped with all your might that whatever it was, it wouldn’t cause you any more trouble.

Your phone vibrated in your hand, a message from Jamil popping up.

‘Go. Now.’ The message read, and you quickly shuffled to your feet and slowly opened the door, peaking out to make sure no one else was in the hallway before you quickly skuttled out of the closet, closing the door quietly and running as quietly as you could as you quickly made yourself out of the Scarabia dorm and towards the mirror portal.

You breathed a sigh of relief as you crossed over the threshold into the hall of mirrors, feeling a weight leaving your shoulders. You stopped for a moment at the entrance as you typed a quick message to Jamil to let him know you had gotten out undetected, and to thank him as well. You know, just in case it went a long way in the event that when he did eventually overblot, he might not throw you to the edge of the dorm along with the rest of the cast. Small victories, and all that.

As you hit send on the message, you got a peculiar feeling. The same feeling you got sometimes when fate decided that it wasn’t done messing with you yet. Or when someone was watching you.

You shouldn’t have stopped outside the hall of mirrors.

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merakiui · 2 months

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oh my god hucow jade.... mera I'd so read that... omg.... shaking you by the shoulders and whatnot... woah....

I probably sent this ask way too fast that tag wasn't even 5 minutes ago HELPP 😭 but uhm. I'm staring at you like that one image of the sad little hamster with the big ol eyes. oh he's such a guy.....

- :3

Hucow Holiday on the blog, but it’s just me writing about the twst cast as hucows hehe. >:) I just think Jade deserves to be a pampered heifer who is spoiled rotten by you, and he’s so obsessed with you and everything that you are. Down horrendous.

It’s easy to forget he’s actually quite strong when he isn’t looking at you like you’ve hung the stars and held up the sky. Every time you try to pair him with a mate, it ends in that potential mate beat up terribly. >_< Jade is one step away from cutting the mate’s dick off. He only needs you, so why would he ever entertain anyone else? >:( silly farmer (Name), you just don’t know how much he loves you. He’ll show you! <3

He really is such a guy!!!! Captivity concept with hucow Jade……….. maybe he’s an experiment created in the lab and you look after him. Aaaaaa he’s just so cute. 🥺 he can be scary and intimidating sometimes, but all it takes is a few scratches behind his ears and he’s mooing so sweetly for you.

#twisted chit chat #:3 anon

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brittle-doughie · 1 year

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Tales of Sweetness (Valentine’s Day Special)

Imagine posting the special after Valentine’s Day. Couldn’t be me. 3 Valentine’s Day goofs, hope you all like!

Order Up!

You had just wrapped up on your meal at the local diner, looking out the window to see various cookies conversing with each other and some shyly presenting their Valentine’s Day chocolates to the other.

It was Valentine’s Day today, a day where a cookie expresses how they feel to the one they care about the most. A splendid day to share with a cookie you picture yourself with, the cookie you held close adoration for….

“Y/N Cookie! Did you like the carrot cake I serve ya? I made sure to only use the best carrots I had to really bring out the flavor!”

“I hope you liked my beet stew too.”

You quickly apologized for jumping a bit there after getting snapped out of your train of thought before letting the two girls know that their food was nothing but great! Carrot and Beet Cookie visibly brightened from the compliments, coming from you, it meant a lot.

“Thanks! Were you looking outside just now? Yep, many cookies are celebrating Valentine’s Day today!”

“It means more work for us since couples are coming in, seeing you alone surprised me.”

Yep, you were spending the holiday by your lonesome, it was okay with you. You were happy just seeing cookies celebrating today instead, you were going to KILL IT when chocolates go on discount tomorrow-

“NONSENSE! Cookies should spend this time with their special ones and if no cookie is willing to spend today with you, then gosh darn it, I will-“

“I’d like to.”

“What?!”

“I planned on looking for Y/N Cookie once we closed for the day, I even made chocolates for them.”

“I made chocolates too! I even made sure that they tasted perfect for when I gave them to Y/N Cookie! We agreed that I can give them my chocolates first!”

“We? You just kept talking to yourself all the time. Why doesn’t it matter anyway, they’ll like both our chocolates, right?”

“This does matter! It matters a lot!”

You sweat dropped as you watched the two cooks argue, wondering if you should take off from the diner, the two getting in each other’s faces could only grow worse from there.

Beet Cookie reached behind her back and showed her box of chocolates to Carrot Cookie.

“You’re not the only one who’s poured their hard work and care into their chocolates. I made sure to shape them into the various things that Y/N Cookie likes. This one is even in the shape of a bear jelly.”

Carrot Cookie quickly pulled out her box of chocolates in retaliation.

“Not everything needs to be all fancy and whatnot to make chocolates Y/N Cookie will love! Carrot shaped chocolate, carrots dipped in chocolate-“

“Wait, It’s all carrots?”

“It always has been carrots! Y/N Cookie gets to have the best of both worlds with the taste of carrot AND chocolate!”

“Carrots aren’t really what I imagine for Valentine’s Day.”

“Like yours are any better! Lemme try one!”

“What? No. These are for Y/N Cookie only.”

“I knew it! You didn’t make them good enough!”

“The only thing I know is that Y/N likely doesn’t want carrots in their chocolate.”

You had to step in to avoid the two cookies starting an all out food fight when the argument escalated.

After all has calmed down, the two took a deep breath and presented their chocolates to you.

“Y/N Cookie, I pour days into making sure the carrots and chocolate were just right for the right cookie for me. Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N Cookie. I did my best to make sure the chocolates were good enough for you. If you like them…I’ll make more for you!”

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Chocolates of Darkness

E/C = eye color

Red Velvet: I told you once, I told you a hundred times over, my chocolates are capable and worthy for my Lord/Lady when they return, I have no need for your constant pestering. They will appreciate my efforts!

Pomegranate: Is it now? How will your chocolates be appreciated when my Lord/Lady spits them out? That is why I’m here to give my chocolates as well, made with careful preparation. They’ll need it after trying your chocolate.

Red Velvet: I doubt my Lord/Lady will want to eat your poison. My hounds and I have spent a long time in the tower to prepare for the day. They worked hard to make sure the chocolate is sweet and firm.

Pomegranate: Cake monster strawberries all over the chocolate? Giving this deplorable chocolate to my Lord/Lady would be nothing but the biggest disrespect to them!

At the edge of the Tower waited two cookies with chocolates in hand, waiting for the return of the Lord/Lady of Darkness, Y/N Cookie, Dark Enchantress Cookie’s right hand cookie.

Pomegranate Cookie longed for the day she could express how much adoration she held for you, her Lord/Lady. She made sure her chocolate was up to quality, after all, you deserved nothing but perfect chocolate. She was hoping she would be the first one to gift you her chocolate and the only one waiting for you to return from your mission.

But it seems a nuisance has decided to make himself known to her here. Red Velvet had also been prepping for the day you returned, his chocolates on hand. He and the cake hounds have spent days to make them and make them they did, Red Velvet did multiple taste tests to make sure the chocolate was sweet and not stale, so Pomegranate’s comment really pissed him off.

Red Velvet: Deplorable? How dare you…may I remind you that I took DAYS to prepare for this occasion? Spew all the nonsense you want, I know my Lord/Lady will enjoy my gift to them. More so then yours, that I already know.

Pomegranate: I have spent a long time for this moment with nothing but dedication to my Lord/Lady, just as much as for my Master! Anything less then what they deserve belongs in the trash and my gift to them is anything but that. Are you sure you’re not looking into my mirror?

Red Velvet: I should’ve known being here with you only serves to be an annoyance. I’m already getting a headache…

Pomegranate: !!!

Red Velvet: What are you looking at-

Red Velvet then noticed that a shadow was casted over him which halted him in his words, he then turned to what…or who Pomegranate was looking at.

Lord/Lady Y/N Cookie….in a silent stare with the two. The Red Velvet Dragon that was your transport next to you, also staring down the two cookies.

You pulled out jellies from their pocket and fed it to the dragon, who happily accepted it as you reached up and petted it. After it was done did you bid it farewell as it flew up and away, leaving you and the two cookies who were still frozen in shock, it didn’t help that you started to menacingly approach them.

You were taller then most cookies as you adorned molten armor, a cape on your back, and a dino skull helmet that covered your head, your glowing e/c eyes visible through the skull’s eyeholes. Your weapon was a halberd, with something shining near the top of the weapon.

Pomegranate quickly regained her senses and readied her box of chocolates, followed by Red Velvet.

Pomegranate: My dearest Lord/Lady, may I present you a token of my warmth. I made sure it was the best that can be made in all of the land. You give my heart peace again and again knowing we count on you to fulfill our Master’s plan. For that I say, happy Valentines Day…~

Red Velvet: Happy Valentines Day, Lord/Lady Y/N Cookie! Your expert beastmaster techniques never fail to impress me! Seeing you treat the desserts and Chiffon with nothing but care, you have my loyalty! I wish to do much more today with these chocolates I made for you!

You stopped right in front of them as they held out their opened boxes, the prolonged stare only making them a bite more nervous…

…before you let out a small laugh before lifting up your helmet to reveal your smiling face as you popped one of Pomegranate’s chocolates into your mouth! Then Red Velvet’s!

Why did they look so worried? These taste wonderful!

The two cookies sighed in relief as they handed over their boxes to you. Pomegranate eager to get your judgment.

Pomegranate: So how are they, my Lord/Lady? Are they up to your standards?

Red Velvet: As do mine?

Yep, both of these chocolates tasted great! You’ll eat the rest of them on the way, you had to report to Dark Enchantress on the findings of these odd fragments you found.

Pomegranate and Red Velvet glowed from your praise, before exchanging a quick glare towards the other. They were right behind you as you all made your way back, Pomegranate warning you that the other members were waiting with their chocolates at hand, she hopes they don’t take up too much of your precious time.

Hehe, let’s not keep them waiting then, shall we?

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Calm Time

You whistled as you closed up shop for the day, cake baking was on an all-time high today with the holiday, so many cookies wanted to go above and beyond with a chocolate cake for their special someone instead of just a box of chocolates. Combined with how much the republicans were willing to pay for your expertise and you were scoring more coins then usual.

You never really paid any mine to the holiday yourself, pretty much married to your job of cake baking. It warmed your heart instead to see cookies pour much of their coins to get a cake ready for the cookie they cared about-

“Oh! I’m glad I was able to catch you after closing time!”

Light Cream Cookie? It was her! She was a regular at your shop ever since she stopped by one day around the grand opening. At times though, you felt like she was there more to see you then to order anything, she tended to just sit at one of the indoor tables and gaze at you frequently.

She was the bashful one with how she often stuttered her words during conversations, so for her to wait for you until closing time was quite surprising from her. She took a deep breath before speaking.

“Um…if it’s not too much for you, would you..like to walk with me?”

Of course. You’d be glad to have a walk with her.

Light Cream sighed in relief before quickly regaining her composure as she walked alongside you around the Republic.

The first stop would be at a dessert shop, Light Cream Cookie tried reaching for her purse when came time to pay for your ice creams, but you stopped her, offering to pay instead. She tried to apologize, but you reassured her that from the profit today that you wouldn’t mind paying at all. She..shyly thanked you as she hid her blushing face as you two enjoyed your desserts.

The next stop would be at the theater, the two of you sat together as you watched the performances. The cookies around taking note of how you two talked and laughed together, one even pointed out how cute of a couple you two were, the well known baker of the Republic and a noble lady from House Scone? Who knew you’d make the perfect match!

Light Cream blushed in embarrassment from the comment, you were about to correct that cookie when you felt her hand hold yours tightly. She…wasn’t denying it? Hmm….

You two had even visited the Lower City for a knickknack Light Cream thought looked cute, a wind-up puppy. You bought it when she was busy looking at other things in the booths, she was immensely happy when you gifted it to her.

There was plentiful back-alley cookies who tried to ask for coins, you normally do on basis they asked politely for it. However, one cookie made the mistake of getting bold and tried to reach Light Cream’s purse!

You quickly gripped the cookie’s hand and pushed it away from her as you got up in the scoundrel’s face. You then proceed to scold the cookie for a good 5 minutes, them cowering more and more as the cookies around them backed away.

You sighed as you told them that if they asked politely, you’d help them out, but DO NOT steal. Especially from a lady!

If Light Cream could get any redder in the face, she was now.

It cuts to sunset as you and Light Cream sat on a bench in the square, Light Cream fiddling with her windup puppy’s ears.

“Y/N Cookie, I’ll say it now. It has been truly a wonderful day with you. I wasn’t sure if you would have been willing to spend the evening with a disgraced cookie like me…”

Ok, whoever was telling her she’s that should go buzz off. You had a nice evening with her too! You were just planning on going home to sleep for the rest of the day, but spending time with her was much better.

“I’m…I’m happy to hear that! When I first saw you from your shop window, something within me felt…drawn to you, I can’t explain it!”

You had a feeling that was the case. Again, she was more so visiting your shop ro come see you as opposing to ordering a cake. She would make small talk as she came up to the counter for her order. You had a feeling she would want to spend time with you…on a Valentine’s Day.

“Today has shown me that you were the cookie I’ve thought you’d be and so much more. It’s why I wanted to gift you this…”

This was a box of chocolate!

Light Cream nodded her head, she looked down with a blushing face as she handed it to you.

“H-happy Valentines Day, Y/N Cookie. I’ve waited for so long to express my feelings and I can now say…”

“I want more days to be like this one. I never want to spend another day without you…”

“Y/N Cookie….I cherish you….”

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hearts-hunger · 10 months

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can i keep coming back to you? || danny wagner x reader

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Summary: Danny comes home to you after a long day, and you show him the decorating you've been doing. | Standalone in the Four Weddings universe

Pairings: Danny x Reader | Genre: domestic fluff | Word Count: 2k | Warnings: none!

A/N: Besties, I admit this fic is 100% gratuitous self-indulgent fluff. I just want to decorate my house for Halloween in August, and I want to do it with Danny. Enjoy! ♡

“Don’t get scared, sunny.”

You turned, careful to put one hand on the bookshelf to keep your balance, and saw Danny coming in the door.

“What do you mean?” you asked. From your vantage point perched atop one of your dining room chairs, you looked around for something he might be hiding. “Scared of what?”

He smiled. “I just meant don’t get scared of me coming in,” he said. “I didn’t want to startle you and make you lose your balance.”

“Oh,” you said with a laugh. “Thanks.” You turned back to the shelf you were decorating, straightening a picture frame once you had the little pumpkin lights arranged just so. “Don’t you love this picture?”

He crossed to stand by your chair, looking for a long moment at the picture of the two of you from your trip to the beach in the spring. His hair was longer in the picture, tangled by the breeze, and his smile was big and bright as you kissed his cheek.

“Yeah,” he said fondly. “I do love that picture.” He put his arm around your waist and looked up at you. “Doing some redecorating, sweet sunny?”

You gave him a bashful smile and draped your arms over his shoulders. “Yeah, well, I know it’s not even September, but... I went a little crazy in the Halloween section at TJ Maxx.”

He chuckled. “I kinda figured from all the pictures you sent me. Did you end up getting the sheets with the skeletons and pumpkins and whatnot?”

“Yes!” you gushed. “And I got a blanket to match. You’re gonna love it.”

“I'm sure I will, sweetheart.”

“Do you want to see all the other stuff I got?” you asked, already knowing the answer. You were very grateful for the way Danny so generously indulged your love of decorating; no matter the holiday, you were given free rein to decorate anything and everything in your house, and Danny always complimented the changes you’d made with genuine interest and sincerity.

He smiled. “Of course I do.” He looked up at you with a tired sort of patience and affection, and you put your hands on either side of his face.

“I haven’t even said hi to you,” you scolded yourself. You gave him a kiss. “Hi, baby. I’m glad you’re home.”

He smiled against your mouth. “Me too.” He hugged you and rested his head on your chest as you gently ran your fingers through his hair.

“Long day?” you asked.

He hummed in agreement. “Your boys couldn’t quit fighting long enough to play through a whole song. We didn’t get anything done.”

You huffed a laugh, thinking of ‘your boys’ and how every once in a while, they’d get into a mood where they couldn’t seem to do anything but bicker.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “Hopefully everybody just needs a good night’s sleep. You guys have been burning the candle at both ends lately.”

You brushed your fingers over his necklace, the permanent chain that apparently would stay on until the day he died, or the day you went crazy for him and found a way to get it off.

“This still isn’t driving you up the wall, huh?”

He looked up at you with a grin. “No, but I think it might be driving you up the wall. You don’t like it?”

“I like it just fine on you,” you said. “But say the word and I’ll get a pair of bolt cutters and take it off for you.”

He laughed. “That seems excessive, but I appreciate it.”

You cradled his face and kissed his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose, enjoying the novelty of being taller than him for a moment.

“You look tired, sweetheart,” you said gently.

He nodded. “I am tired,” he admitted. “But I still want to see all your new Halloween trinkets.”

You gave him a beaming smile. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sunny.” He scooped you up to carry you, and you giggled as you put your arms around his neck. “Where to?”

“Depends,” you said. “Are you going straight to bed, or do you want some dinner first?”

“Dinner,” he agreed.

“To the kitchen, then.”

He carried you in and set you on the counter, right next to the candle holder with four little ghost candles perched atop it.

“Hey, those are cute,” he said.

You sighed. “Here’s my dilemma with them.” You picked one up and ran your thumb over the waxy surface. “They’re candles, obviously, but when I got them all set up — ”

“You didn’t want to burn them,” he said with a smile. “Isn’t that right?”

“Oh, I just couldn’t.” You held it out to him, and he held it for a moment in his big palm. “They’re just so cute! I couldn’t melt them.”

He chuckled and put the ghost back with its companions. “I understand, sweetheart.”

He patted your thigh before he went to the fridge and pulled out a Corona. “You want one?”

“Sure.” You hopped down from the counter and started to get things set out for dinner. “I tried a new crock-pot recipe, so I hope it’s not awful. It’s some kind of chicken taco casserole something or other.”

He lifted the lid of the crock-pot. “It smells good,” he said agreeably. “I’m sure it’ll be great, honey.”

You were too distracted to respond, trying to figure out how to get the plates you wanted from the top shelf. You knew you could just ask Danny and he’d happily get them for you, but you didn’t want to bother him, and you stood on tiptoes and tried to reach them.

He gave a soft laugh. “Sunny,” he scolded lightly. He handed you your beer and reached above you to take down the plates.

“You know you have a really tall boyfriend to get things off a high shelf for you,” he said. “You ought to put these long limbs to use.”

You smiled. “Thank you. I just didn’t want to bother you.”

“Helping you is never a bother, sunny.” He kissed your nose. “Now tell me what else I can do to help you, please.”

You enjoyed the bashful butterflies he still gave you as he followed your directions on setting up for dinner, and the two of you sat catty corner at the table for a long time after you finished eating and talked about how your days had been. After dinner, Danny washed and you dried, and you shared a bowl of ice cream at the counter.

“Are you at the studio all day tomorrow?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he said, and his tone was apologetic. “I know you had some errands you wanted to do together, but...” He absently toyed with one of the ghost candles, distracted and tired. “If those errands can wait until this weekend, I’ll just move my golf thing and we can do them then.”

He looked over at you. “Unless they can’t wait until the weekend. Then I’ll ask the guys if I can step out for a little while to get them done.”

You brushed a few curls from his face. “They can wait, but I don’t want you to have to cancel with your dad.” He and his dad had planned to golf together on Saturday, and you knew Danny had been looking forward to it.

“I’ll just go tomorrow by myself,” you said. You didn’t really need Danny to go with you, but both of you preferred to do boring errands with each other to make them less boring.

“Are you sure?” he asked. He washed your ice cream bowl and set it to dry. “I can talk to the guys, see if I can leave for an hour or so. Maybe we can get coffee or something.”

“I’d love that,” you said. You laced your fingers with his as he came back over to you. “We’ll figure it out. I just feel like I haven’t seen you a lot this week.”

“Yeah, me too. I miss you, sunny.”

You smiled. “Aw, honey. I miss you too.” You tilted your face up for a kiss, and he leaned close and obliged you.

“Come in the shower with me,” he said, kissing the corner of your mouth.

You grinned. “Okay, but only so I can show you the new shower curtain I got.”

He chuckled. “Lead the way, sweetheart.”

He did end up liking the shower curtain with pumpkins and black cats on it, but you guessed he probably would have been happy with any kind of shower curtain just so long as you were behind it with him. He wasn’t interested in showering as much as he was interested in simply being close to you, and you happily indulged his desire for long, slow kisses and gentle touches. You washed his hair for him and enjoyed the way he relaxed under your hands as you washed the worries of his day away in a soft lather.

He was a little more energized after your shower, and when both of you were in your pajamas with your hair bushed and your skincare done, he sat on the bed and waited for you to show him all the things you’d bought. He put on some music, and you hummed along to First Aid Kit while you fished your trinkets and tchotchkes out of their bags.

“Look at this guy,” you said, holding up a little cauldron with moons and stars around the rim.

“Candy bowl,” he guessed.

You laughed. “Yeah, candy for one person, maybe.”

He looked thoughtful as he wrapped your new pink Halloween blanket around his shoulders. “Um... we could use it as a bowl to hold keys and stuff on the table by the door.”

“That’s actually a great idea,” you said. “Okay. Key bowl.”

You held up the next thing, a light up crystal ball held in gold skeleton hands.

“Okay, that’s cool,” he said. “We should just keep that out all year round.”

You hid a smile at his real interest in this particular decoration. You knew he didn’t mind all the things you’d picked out, but he was sort of indifferent to them; mostly, he was just happy to enjoy them if they made you happy. Every once in a while, though, you’d find something that really sparked his decorative interest, and it seemed like you’d hit the nail on the head with this one.

“Watch,” you said, and you flipped the switch at the bottom that made the crystal ball light up and swirl with glitter.

His eyes widened. “Dang, sunny. You should go to TJ Maxx more often.” He took it when you offered it to him, watching it like a kid with a shiny new toy. “This is some real wizard shit. We should get one for Jake. He’d love it.”

“Okay, but fair warning — if you let me go back, I’m gonna end up getting more decorations we don’t need.”

He smiled and handed the crystal ball back to you so you could put it on the dresser. “I like it when you go shopping for stuff like this.” He nodded to the bags you still had at your feet. “What else did you get?”

When you’d given him a show of the rest of your baubles, he convinced you to leave them strewn about your room in a state of disarray with the promise of helping you set them up later. When he opened up his blanket cape and invited you in for a hug, you gladly accepted, and he held you in his lap all cuddly and snug.

“You were right,” he said. “I do like this blanket. You’re a genius.”

You giggled as he hugged you tighter and made sure you were wrapped in the blanket with him.

“My sweet sunny,” he said, resting his head against yours. “You’re so good at making our house cosy and fun and beautiful. Thank you for making it a home.”

Your heart wobbled. “I’m glad you like it, Dan.” You pulled back just enough to see his face. “It’s all for you, honey.”

He smiled. “Thank you. And thank you for sharing it with me.” He kissed you and snuggled you close, rocking you gently to the music.

“Did I ever show you this album?” he asked.

You smiled. “We listened to it the day it came out,” you reminded him. “We went on a drive and listened to it all the way through.”

“We sure did,” he agreed. “I remember.” He was quiet for a moment, thinking of that early-morning drive with the cool breeze and one hand on the steering wheel with the other hand in yours.

“That was a pretty good date,” he said. “Don’t you think?”

You smiled. “Yeah, I do. We should do it again sometime.”

He hummed along to the song for a moment. “This song makes me think of you.”

You didn’t know it well enough to know the lyrics, but you knew it was a compliment. “Oh yeah?”

He hummed in agreement. “I’m gonna love you ‘til the moon don’t shine,” he sang. “I’m gonna love you ‘til the waters run dry. Oh, you, can I keep coming back to you?”

His voice got a little muffled towards the end as you pulled him down for a kiss, and he smiled as he tried to keep singing and kissing you at the same time.

“Can I keep coming back to you, sunny?” he asked.

“You are simply not allowed to go anywhere else,” you replied.

He laughed and kissed you again. “Yes ma’am.”

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#okay i was thinking this wasn't so cute but upon the editing re-read it actually is adorable #i feel like most of the danny fics i write are like this #just soft domestic bliss with danny <3 #danny wagner x reader #danny wagner #danny wagner fluff #greta van fleet fanfiction #gvf fanfiction #gvf fluff #maddie writes stuff!#four weddings universe #danny x sunny

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