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sonoyoung · 11 days

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- Soon

bsf!non idol!dokyeom x gn!reader | fluff + friend to lovers | 0.5k | wait - dino “I'll hold you close and tell you not to question us, don't worry”

a/n. erm idk about this one, i thought writing dk would be easy coz love him but im just overthinking haha, i hope you like it i have longer stuff coming, these are just fillers i wanna post :,)

Most days you could feel his gaze, he didn’t always make it obvious, but you knew he was looking, it was needy, begging for some sort of answer from you, an answer you had a hard time formulating. In your head it was clear, the day Seokmin blurted out his feelings under the influence of alcohol, you found it funny that he would admit to it when he knew you were seeing someone at the time, not that it was going well, but the timing really made you smile.

It was those sorts of things that you liked about him, he knew how to brighten up even the brightest days talk less of the dark ones, if he knew a situation was bringing you down, he would try his best to make it better for you. For the longest time you wondered why he did that, why he went out of his way just for you and now you knew, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t feel the same.

However, there was still the timing, you had been in an on and off relationship for the past few months and the only thing it brought you was exhaustion, you didn’t even know why you held on to it, but you did and now you didn’t know how to end it completely, so you put Seokmin on hold, hoping he’d understand.

It was an odd situation being in love with your best friend but dating someone who only gave you the comfort of not having to be single and goodnight kisses. You actually hated having to make Seokmin wait because of something so insignificant but the decision was harder to make that just the shitty boyfriend factor.

Seokmin was everything to you, once you’d leave your boyfriend, he’d be all you had left, your past relationships never truly worked out, but it was never that bad because he was there for you so if it didn’t work out this time you would be so lost.

When you would see each other, you would act like nothing changed but his eyes always searched yours for a flicker of hope, he didn’t want to pressure you into it just because you both reciprocated feelings but he didn’t want you to base your decision off an unrealistic fear.

“You know I’ll be fine if you say no, it was kind of selfish of me to put you in such a position” he gives you a small smile shrugging along with the words, you shake your head at him completely dismissing the statement,

“You were drunk and I haven’t decided yet, it’s hard… I don’t want to lose you” his eyes widen hearing those words like losing you is something he couldn’t even fathom, he cups your cheeks in his hands, so you look at him directly in the eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere baby,” you can’t help the smile that creeps up on your face, “I know you’re scared but trust me I won’t be letting go”

“Really? Never?” he smiles so bright his eyes are smiling too, it makes you so warm inside.

“I’ve loved you so long I don’t think it’s ever dying out”

ty for reading feedback is much appreciated

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mmelionsblog · 4 months

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ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇꜱ [lucifer x reader]

your eyes squint with water in them, your breathing stuttering instead of having a nice cool flow. you were staggering your way back to charlie’s brand new hazbin hotel, and all you wanted to do when you got back there was flop into your nice big made clean bed. everyone you knew in that hotel knew that you were the shiny, happy go to, amazing friend whenever they needed a friend like you instead of charlie— whom they all love of course, just a bit too much sometimes.

as soon as you opened the doors to the hotel, you heard your friends making chaos somewhere. your eyebrows twitched with all the screaming, your headache only getting worse as seconds go by.

“why, someone doesn’t have a smile on for once!” alastor popped up from behind you, making you trip on your untied shoe. glaring at him from the floor, you spoke “as much as i love you alastor, i just need space away from everyone right now. please— could you be a doll and distract them till i get into my room?” you asked him.

alastor’s smile twitched a bit, but he hummed in agreement. “as you wish, my dear.” he patted your head and disappeared to wherever your darling friends where. as soon as you got into the elevator, you laid yourself on the wall and closed your eyes for a good minute.

“where’d you go alastor?” vaggie asked, her eyebrowed raised when she saw the familiar red man. “just to greet the guest that came in,” he sang out. charlie’s smile beamed, “WE HAVE A GUEST? YOU DIDN’T TELL ME?”

alastor chuckled at her reaction, “no. we know this guest. our old dear apple just came back from her other- 9 to 5 job.” he spoke. lucifer perked up at the mention of his new girl, “my ducklings home?” alastor nodded.

“she’s home, but i’m assuming she had a rough day. she was definitely not herself when i spooked her from behind.” lucifer bit his lip, “thanks for informing me!” he poofed, leaving red clouds from where he was last seen. “oh i should’ve informed him our sweetest girl doesn’t want to be seen.” the redhead tch’d, “oh well. he’ll learn soon enough.”

your make up is a disaster, ruining your perfect white pillow as you were on a call with the one and only beetlejuice who was yapping his ass off that he found a new girl he could haunt with, what was her name? lydia? yeah.. “b.j, i’m— im really not in the mood right now.” beetlejuice’s eyes widen when he saw a familiar king of hell behind her, “oh shit! erm, yo are you banging the king of hell or what?!” his raspy voice screamed, he hurriedly hung up the phone and you groaned.

“i told alastor to keep all of you away for at least a day!” you screamed, your original hair was now flying with orange and red fire around it, your eyes blaring red to the person who was standing at the foot of your bed. your eyes realized it was lucifer, who you wouldn’t mind being comforted by. “oh im sorry luci, didn’t know it was you.” you calmed down after a bit, your hand caressing his cheek. “it’s ok my duckling, what’s got you such in a- mood today?” he asked nervously. “this stupid… UGH so you know how i work for rosie right?”

“looks like lucifer learned!” alastor chuckled, while the others were petrified from your scream.

“STUPID SUSAN! god i know rosie and alastor warned me about her but SHIT, she fucking needs to learn where she fucking belongs!” you screeched, “want me to put her in her place?” lucifer grinned out, you nodded your head no. “no it’s fine, just one stupid ass cannibal i can get rid of myself.” you hummed. “can we just- can we just cuddle please?” you whined.

he nodded, “anything for my cher.” he whispered. he crawled into bed with you after taking his shoes off and everything else off, climbing into your soft yet hard bed. he wrapped his arms around your waist, snuggling close to you and placing his head in between your chest.

“you’re so warm,” he mumbled, you giggled, his breathing hitting your exposed chest made it tickle. “yeah?” you asked with a smile. “mm, yeah you are.” he kissed the expose skin he saw, looking back up to you with puppy doll eyes.

“i’m sorry you had a shit day, mon amour. if you ever need anything you know i’m here for you,” he kissed your lips, your eyes closing softly when he did so. “i know luci,” you mumbled, your arms wrapping tightly around him and soon enough falling asleep with him on you.

a/n:

might be my only hazbin hotel fic, i dunno, i don’t really know how to write into their characters that much but i wanted a cuddle fic with lucifer so here we are! :)

#lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #lucifer #lucifer morningstar x reader #alastor x reader #alastor #vaggie #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #hazbin charlie #hazbin art #x reader

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mondaymelon · 1 year

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— 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 …!

:feat~ alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, tighnari x reader:

⤷ im too obsessed with my sumeru boys i apologize in advance asdfdd ⤷ cw: modern!au, angst !!, you cheated (how could you do this to such fine men)

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ (open!) : @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu @solxima, psps come get your sumeru men ♡

“He’s gone now, you can come over.”

Ah, wait, did you just send that to-

ALHAITHAM is cold.

He hasn’t taken more then two steps out of your house when he recieves the message, staring at its words for a good minute or two before steeling his gaze. You don’t realize things have gone wrong until there’s a knock at your door, and when you open it, smiling with glittering eyes, only to see Haitham- well, that’s when the confusion begins to settle.

“Ah, you’ve come to greet me so excitedly, haven’t you?” His voice is laced with venom, and his tone sends shivers down your spine. Still, he’s a rational man, and he’s at least willing to listen to what you have to say before condemning you… probably.

“Haitham- What are you-??” You first stare at him, blinking frantically, before subtly turning your head to glance out the doorway - an action that’s not gone unmissed by his watchful gaze.

“Waiting for someone else, are you? I’m afraid your invitation reached the wrong person.” And just like that, his raises his phone for you to see, your two shameful messages on full display. Your breath immediately hitches in your throat - you don’t even need to read the texts, you know full well what they say, and the chilling panic in your heart at the moment is sending your entire body trembling. “I-I can explain…!”

“I’m not interested in hearing another one of your elaborate excuses.” And you can tell, through his cold, closed off glare, that he means it this time. “You should know this. I don’t give out my trust easily, yet still…” For just a split second, his voice trails off as his expression breaks into one that shows the hurt written across his face. Just as quickly as it comes, his true feelings are hidden once more behind is ice-cold facade, and he merely glances at you once more before turning his phone off, placing his familiar headphones over his ears.

He doesn’t want to hear your pleading voice right now. Not now, when his heart still freshly aches from how you’ve shattered him.

“This relationship is over, if you’ve ever even considered it one.”

KAVEH is frantic.

As soon as his phone pings, he instantly starts to read the texts, even when he’s still 10 steps away from your front door - after all, they’re from you, and every text you send sends his heart aflutter, whether you’re trying to or not… but this time…

“...What… is this…?” Is his screen shaking? Ah, no, it’s his hands, trembling as he feels chills come over his entire body, red gaze flickering. “Nono, I must be misunderstanding something, there’s no way…!”

Shaking his head hurriedly, he shoves his phone back into his bag, before rushing up the path to your house, trying to take deep breaths but failing as he knocks on your door with a shaking fist.

When you open the door, he can see it, the way your hopeful gaze is so warmly expectant, eyes sparkling and expression loving, and the way it falls when the person at the door isn’t the one you had in mind - Kaveh sees it all, and it hurts.

“Ah, sorry, I think I forgot something at your place…” He can’t help it the way the lie slips through his lips, no matter how guilty it’ll make him feel afterward. Right now, there’s only one thought circulating in his mind, and he’s using all of his willpower to stop himself from confronting you about it. Because he knows he will cry, because he can feel the sharp pain in his chest all too vividly.

“Uhm- okay… Erm… Is it okay if…” He can see the way you’re flickering your gaze to the ground unsteadily, shifting your figure to block the way into the house, like you’re trying to hide something. “I-I give it to you later…?” Surely, you don’t think he’s that much of an idiot to believe such illogical words, do you?

“You don’t have to hide anything anymore, okay? If he makes you feel happier…”

Ah, there it is. He can’t hold it in anymore, the way his eyes are pooling with tears and the way is expression looks so desperate. “I’m sorry that I wasn’t enough.”

“K-Kaveh-?”

“Please, don’t call my name like that. You’ll only make this hurt more than it already does.”

“Wait-”

“If you didn’t feel anything for me anymore, you should’ve told me… then maybe, it wouldn’t have come to this.”

CYNO is regretful.

His smile drops when he sees those seven words, and it’s almost instantly replaced with one of stuttering calm. The kind of seperated calm that he shows to strangers, to the other mahamatra’s, to his admiring scholars, every one of his acquaintances who don’t realize how much of a warm person he actually is.

Yet, under his cold front, his heart beats painfully. He knows he shouldn’t be jumping to conclusions, but he’s always been paranoid, always been convinced that he wasn’t deserving of you, and now… Well, his fears had been confirmed, and he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to feel relieved, whether or not he was allowed to feel hurt. Because hurt was the feeling that echoed so clearly throughout his entire body, aching and spreading like wilfire, and its clarity was hard to deny, even for someone who had experienced as much as he had.

Somehow, in those moments, all he could think of were the warm memories you two had shared, and the fragments kept replaying in his head in a flurry. A humid night in the rainforest, the two of you in Sumeru City, laying on the grassy fields next to the bustling marketplace and pointing to the stars above…

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m uncapable of doing the right thing.” He had confessed, scared to look you in the eyes, instead tracing the constellations he had learned from one of his few friends, Layla, in his mind. Seeing legendary heroes and mythical beasts run rampart across the endless sea of dark night, only leaving sparkling spots of light that remained as their legacy, was something that left him in a state of awe.

“And why is that?” There was a warm prescence on his hand as your fingers interlocked with his, forcing him to glance at you, laying on your side with a smile. Eyes that adored him, and him only.

“...As a matra, it’s my duty to capture criminals, is it not? Yet, at times…” His voice faltered, but you squeezed his hand, encouragement to continue. “I feel like I’m no better than such prisoners. I’ve condemned countless people to a fate of imprisonment and…!” He couldn’t say more with the shameful flush on his face, with how his heart quivered, with how he so shakingly glanced at you.

The way you comforted him then, the way you smiled at him, the way you kissed him that night, they were all such memories that had been ingrained so heavily in his prescence.

Then, at that moment, he had sworn to be yours, with a fluttering heart and glittering eyes.

But… was it really true that you had never been his in the first place?

“...It hurts.”

TIGHNARI is denying.

“Hm? A message from…?” His ears perk unintentionally as he glances down at his screen, frowning in confusion to see that they’re from you, the resident of the house he just left. Blinking, he turned the phone on, only to blink several times at the texts. “...What?”

He can’t help the way his ears tentatively begin to press flat against his head, and the way he frantically reads the texts over and over again with a quavering gaze, hands trembling.

“I must be missing something, there’s no way that they would… That’s right, they must be talking to a friend… Or maybe they just forgot to add…” He mumbles to himself, eyes wide as he gnaws on his fingernails through his glove, biting hard enough to draw blood.

“They wouldn’t do that to me. Of course not. I trust them.” His voice trembled with every word.

Trust, he had said to himself, yet there seemed to be none of it as he paced back up to your front door hesitantly, ringing the doorbell after much thought. Certainly, not a soul would believe it if they had seen the sassy forest watcher in such a state, but at that moment, all Tighnari could feel was the animalistic urge to run.

“Coming!”

Ah, your voice sounds so excited. Did you sound the same way when Tighnari had come to your house?

“...Tighnari?”

The look of disappointment mixed with confusion flickers across your face before you give him a smile. “What are you doing here?”

“...I… haha, I’m not sure myself…” He puts a hand on the wall to steady his balance. “...I just…”

“Uhm- Tighnari… Are you feeling alright?”

You say that, yet at the same time, you’re anxiously glancing past the said man, out onto the road, with nervous, expectant eyes. He pretends not to see the way that you’re hesitant when you touch his forehead, how you’re rushing to get him up and out, how you’re refusing to meet his eyes.

Ignorance.

That’s what Tighnari will do, that’s what he will believe. Because you are his, or at least were. You confessed your love to him, and he had returned your feelings, and now everything would happen perfectly as they do in the Sumeru children’s stories, wouldn’t it? The two fall in love, get married…

As he stumbles off your front porch, uneasily gripping the handrail, he fights back the urge to sink onto the ground. At least, not in front of you. He doesn’t want you to seem him in this weak, doesn’t want to give you any more reason to leave him.

However, as soon as he turns the corner, his legs give out. He’s on the ground, laid out as his hands wrench at his chest, where his heart feels like its splitting apart.

“There’s no need to be nervous.” He tells that to himself, ears trembling.

“They love me… and I love them, so what more is there to think about?”

(a/n) help cyno and nari seem so ooc to me

this is what a 10 hour drive (feat~ google docs offline editing) does to me

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mysticficti0n · 5 months

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Tom and Y/n HATE each other (well she hates him but he gets little butterflies from her sometimes heheheh but like he still doesn't like her) but she still is around a lot of the time bc she's Georgs cuz and she lives with his family (come up with something bc idk) and she helps produce TH music and is like their photographer kinda?

and in the first part she's like getting ready for a date and stuff happens and tom takes her for some reason yeah and he gets rlly pissed at her but then she wants to get picked up from this guys house and tom is the only one who picks up so yeah- enjoy writing this if you do ❤️

Oh em ghee- kinda jelly I didn't come up with this but I love it so so much

Happy new year everyone! I really like this idea and making it a new series bc why not, and don't worry All my attention is coming back this 2024!!! I havent preread this before posting because im tired as shit its literally 3:07 am so ♥︎

Get over it Part One

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warnings- swearing, mentions of sex, clubbing, kissing

words- 1.6k

I sat in my mirror with music blasting in the background, Bill sat on my bed flicking through a magazine with a cig hanging from his mouth "Is a red lip too much?" I asked turning to the boy who looked up from the pages

"depends what you're wearing" I got up and grabbed my little blood red dress, black lace dressing the bottom and the u-neck shape at the top "red lips all the way" I smiled sitting back down and grabbing my red lipstick and swiping it on

"Knock Knock" a voice called outside and then three people wondered In "what the fuck are you doing" Gustav laughed shoving me

"whats it to you" he shrugged sitting himself down along side Tom, Tom never looked happy unless he had some whore sucking his cock or a smoke in his hand, I stood grabbing my dress and walked out into the bathroom, I left the door open slightly as I knew they'd be asking questions

"where she going Bill?"-"not my place to say"-"oh come on"-"nope"-"well she looks like she's going to be payed to fuck a guy"-"watch your mouth thats my cousin remember" I smirked listening to their conversation, I finally got the dress on and twirled in the mirror but realised I couldn't do the button at the back, so reluctantly I held the dress up around my side and went back to my room

"can one of you do the button please" I turned my back to the group and soon I herd the sound of shuffling and someone standing behind me

"is it just this one?" the voice of Tom rang behind me and I nodded, why him out of everyone out the room? gently his fingers brushed against my skin as he pushed the button through the loop "done" he said barely above a whisper

"thanks" I spoke walking to grab my heals, I quickly slipped my feet in and stood to look back at the guys "right well I have a date to go to but I need someone to take me- who's that gonna be?" I looked to Georg first

"erm.. well I don't have my car- Tom is the only one with one" a sigh escaped my lips but it was him or nothing and I missed my date

"fine- come then" I grabbed my bag and looked to Tom

"now?" he spoke

"yes now get up were going" The boys all stood leaving my room Bill switched off my stereo then we all went down stairs and I headed for the front door closely followed by Tom "bye guys" I yelled before walking out, Toms car clicked and unlocked

"you know-" before he could finish I closed the car door and buckled my belt, Toms side opened and he climbed in "you are such an ungrateful bitch" I laughed staring ahead "I could just not take you- get that in your fucking head"

"yet your still in the fucking car with me" he rolled his eyes staring the engine "drop me at Sarahs court" we sat in silence, no radio, no nothing until we hit a red light, I could see Tom's eyes scanning me up and down "issue?"

"your dress is very showy, do you even know the guy you're seeing?" I smiled knowing exactly who it was, and So would Tom

"thought you liked slutty things, like your girl-" he cut me off my throwing me a gaze "oh and I'm meeting Brandon, Brandon Quick" I watched as his jaw dropped slightly, eyes turning thin

"you are a fucking cunt" no words were shared after that, he stayed quiet, I knew I lit the fire now and all I could keep doing was adding to it

"Yeah he called me last night, told me he missed me and wanted to see me again, asked me to wear his favourite dress.... favourite lip, and no panties either" I kept pushing watching Toms face curl into one of pure anger, before I knew it we were at Sarahs court and he slammed on the breaks. I pulled the sun-visor down and opened the mirror checking my make up, I looked to Tom once more, his face was contorted into a frown, I didn't bother saying anything and just climbed out.

I walked around the car and saw the calming face of Brandon "hey sweetheart" he spoke coming over, hand wrapping around my waist, pressing a kiss to my cheek "who brought you?" he spoke looking behind me

"just Tom- he was the only fucking one with a car" I laughed turning to see that his car was still there with him just staring at me

"I'll come say hi" I grinned knowing this would only piss him of further, together me and Brandon walked over and I pulled open the driver door "hey man whats up?"

"mhm whats up" Tom spoke, his voice low

"eh nothing much, thanks for bring madam, promise to have her home by 9" he joked, looking down at me, I purposefully cuddled to his chest, drawing circles on his peck

"great- well I'll go now" Tom grabbed the door slamming it shut and started the engine

"whats wrong with him?" the boy spoke with a tone of sarcasm

"whats never wrong with him?" I laughed pulling Brandons head down to meet mine in a kiss, there was no denying it Brandon was hot, his brown messy locks, blue eyes, a smile that was contagious, perfectly toned body, tattoos covering his torso, he was beautiful

--- Time Skip ---

I lay there, on Brandons chest, tonight was amazing, dinner, the club and the sex but I couldn't fall asleep at all, my mind was everywhere and I just felt like going home, but the only way I could get home was Tom, I sat up and went to get my phone "hey everything okay?" Brandon's voice spoke quietly, his hand rubbing my back

"yeah sorry, I'm gonna go okay, I need to be up early tomorrow" I lied, I did feel bad but I felt bad saying the truth, I'd slept over many times but today... I just couldn't this time

"Okay babe- text me when your back" I nodded leaning down pressing a kiss to his lips softly, it took a lot to pull away but I did, I grabbed my dress, shoes and bag, pulling my phone out and going out side of the house, wrapping myself tighter in his jumper, I went through my contacts before seeing Toms and I clicked call, within seconds it was answered

"what?"

"can you come get me"

"why?"

"I cant sleep and I wanna come home and you're the only one with a car"

"Y/n its fucking 4 am"

"you answered straight away so don't tell me you weren't awake" I spat

"fine-" I gave him the address and he told me five minuets, I sat on the wall at the end of the house, staring onto the quiet street until the bright lights of Toms car cleared the darkness. I got up and opened the car door to find Tom still in the clothes he was wearing earlier and a cig in his lips

"thanks for getting me" he nodded blowing smoke away

"yeah- don't think I'll do this again alright" I nodded, I felt to tired to really answer, or argue his car was warm and I was quite warn out already "why are there tear stains down your face?" he spoke, his voice slightly concerned, I hadn't even noticed anything with my face, I'd been so concentrated on other things

"oh erm... it doesn't matter" I yawned closing my eyes, it wasn't like I was hurt or anything

"no why the fuck have you been crying" I sighed opening my eyes, looking to the boy

"me and Brandon fucked okay" Tom breathed looking back to the road "better now?" and he just nodded, I closed my eyes again and soon everything was quiet.

soon I felt cold wash on my body until two arms wrapped around me, I let myself hook my arms and legs around whatever had me, my head falling into the crook of their neck "hm- thank you"

◇─◇─Toms POV─◇─◇

I did stay up- is it because I cared- no... I was more worried something was going to happen, I knew Brandon, he was my old best friend all through school till he got with my girlfriend while we were on tour. He was known to hurt his dates, not physically but emotionally and seeing those streaks down her face just made something burn inside my chest. I kept driving until I made it back to her house, the Listing's house.

"okay Y/n-" I turned my head to see her asleep "fuck" I hit my head of the back of the seat, it was to late to call Georg to come get her, and her aunty and uncle couldn't know she was getting back at 4:15 in the morning.

I got out and walked to her side, opening the door and unbuckling her seat belt, slowly I pulled her out from the car and let her body wrap onto mine "hm- thank you" she whispered into my neck, her breath cool against my skin, I walked us toward the door, I went to her bag and pulled out the keys, I had no other choice, and let us in.

silently I began walking up the stairs, she was quietly snoring into my shoulder as I held her going to her room, I gently pushed open her door and set her on the bed, taking her belongings and put them on the desk "okay Y/n lie down" I whispered helping her lie back and pulling her sheets onto her

"my head hurts" she spoke again, without thinking my hand went to her head, I rubbed small circles and scrapped her hair back soothingly, a small smile appeared onto her lips before soft snores filled the room again. I took one last look before coming away, I went to her window, pulling it shut, closing her curtains and finally shutting her door. she wouldn't remember any of this... hopefully

Like I don't care about her but- she does mean something to me, but she couldn't know that

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ghulehthezombiequeen · 6 months

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little sunshine. - rats!

cardinal copia x sister of sin!reader part 4.

masterlist. / little sunshine masterlist.

tag list: @gothicwonderlust, @siouxbauhaus, @millerthats (IDK WHY IT WOULDNT TAG ON PC IM SORRY), @jaymechaos

a/n: part four!!!! and there's rats!!! also please keep in mind that while I'm okay with writing slight suggestion, I am not comfortable writing smut. sorry!

warnings/things to note: female reader, semi-autistic Copia, more suggestive towards the end so please be 15+!

enjoy <3

word count: 2,774

"Ew, you said you were spending the night with who?!" your roommate Sister Leah asked with a grimace as you paced around your side of the room and started packing a duffel bag.

"Cardinal Copia. I told you, like, a thousand times already." You rolled your eyes.

"Girl. Don't think about going out with him. You're way out of his league. You deserve better than a stinky rat man!" Leah tried to talk you out of it, but you persisted. "Oh, come on. He's not that bad, actually! I'm just going over to review a couple of things and see if the rat rumor is true or not!"

Leah rolled her eyes. "Alright, whatever. Just be careful, yeah? Come straight back the second he touches you weirdly." she shriveled at the thought of her getting touched by him. You lightly smacked her knee.

"Don't be like that. Alright, I'm off! I'll see you tomorrow!" "Okay, be safe! Love you, bitch!" Leah called as you closed the door.

You hummed as you walked down the now-empty halls, greeting a few ghouls passing by on patrol. At exactly 8 o'clock, you knocked on his door.

You waited a few seconds, wondering if he was even inside before you heard him cursing in Italian as he shuffled about in there.

"Helloooo? Cardi? Did you lose a battle with the rats?" you called, teasing him. You heard him stutter and sigh before opening the door. "Ah! So- er.. Sister.. uh.. hi."

"Hi.~" you replied in a sweet tone, watching his face turn red. A few seconds pass with him just staring at you before you spoke up. "Are.. you going to let me in..?"

"Huh? Oh! O-Of course, come in, come in.." he opened the door wider for you to enter. One of the cages was open and a mischief of rats were squeaking and crawling around the floor. "Agh. Stupid thing- d-don't mind the mess, they were... um.. playing."

"Playing?" you chuckled, exploring his room for a bit before setting your bag down on the one side of his bed that wasn't cluttered. You noticed his desk was littered with papers from... the vet? Were these all for his rats?

"So, wait.. how many rats do you have?"

"Erm... I.. I don't even know. They, uh... they like to reproduce... a lot." he chuckled nervously, hiding his face in embarrassment afterward. "Eh... y-you can leave if you want, this is- this is really embarrassing, I know.."

You felt bad that he was now self-conscious about his pet rats. So you tried to cheer him up with a laugh. "No, no, it's okay! It's just their natural instinct, don't be embarrassed!"

You walked over to him and pulled his hands away from his face, chuckling softly as he started mumbling. "Oh no, you... you don't understand, Sister.." His face turned redder as your hands pried his away from his face, staring into your beautifully colored eyes.

"My rats... they're- they're my babies. I-I love every single one of them, e-especially the newborns. They are almost like my own children!" Copia was always afraid to bring up his rats, but you seemed to be okay with it. That brought at least some comfort and relief to him.

Oh, this guy was odd.

But you didn't care. In fact, you loved his quirkiness. "You know, I always wanted a pet rat. I think they're adorable. But I was always busy with life and stuff here at the ministry, so I could never take care of any sort of pet."

His eyes widened. "O-Oh, y-you do?"

You nodded. "Can I meet a few of them?"

Copia's face brightened, and you could tell how much he was relieved to hear that you were not only fine with the rats, but actually loved them yourself. "Of course you can! They're… um… all over the room," Copia looked down in embarrassment, there were some of the little rat babies running around. "I'm so sorry, this is so embarrassing…" Copia kept his head down as you chuckled at him.

You watched with a small smile as he started scurrying around his room and trying to collect as many rats as he could. "Oof.. B-Biscotti, amore mio, please come here.." he said towards a light tan colored rat, who scampered away from him which made him give up with a sigh.

Once a majority of the rats were on his shoulders and arms he came up towards you. "Here… I got them all, I think."

You noticed how cute the rat babies were on Copia's shoulders, they were looking at you curiously, their tiny sharp teeth showing. "Do you want to hold one?" Copia smiled, offering you a small white rat. "I'm sorry if they're… a little dirty."

"Aww!" you crooned in a higher-pitch voice, scooping the furry rodent into your hands and stroking its head. In return, the rat sniffed your thumb before nibbling on it gently to show its affection. "Hello, friend! She's so cute!! What's her name?"

Copia laughed and smiled. "I'm happy you aren't scared! H-Her name is Poof, she's only three weeks old. I-I call her Poof because one minute she's on my bed, a-and the next she's poof, gone." Copia chuckled. He was relieved you loved the rat as much as you seemed to.

"Poof? Well, that's very original of you." You chuckled playfully. Copia nodded sheepishly. "I- I've never been good at naming them. B-But anyway, Poof is a very playful and loving one. S-She'll try to climb up your shirt and lay near your neck."

As he spoke those words, Poof started to crawl under your habit sleeve and up your arm, her head now nuzzling against your neck. You giggled as you gently pulled her out of your clothing and perched her onto your shoulder. "She's a darling."

Copia chuckled a bit as well. "Oh, Poof.. you are something else, no?" he said to the rat as he picked her up and placed her in her cage, along with the rest of her rat siblings.

"Do you let them out often?" you wondered aloud, sitting on the edge of his bed and smoothing the winkles away from the blanket with your hand.

Copia nodded in response, "I usually let them out after I pick up their litter. It gives them time to run and have fun." He finished putting all the last of the rats back in their cage and then put his hand on the cage to close it. "Ah." you nodded.

He looked up at you. "I'm surprised you aren't disgusted by them; I've never met anyone else who isn't scared of them." Copia was still surprised because you handled Poof quite well, it wasn't often Copia met someone that was as comfortable with them as him.

You shrugged in response. "What's there to be scared about? I mean sure, wild ones might carry every disease known to mankind, but if they're pets, I'm okay with them." "Anyway..." You started to lie down on the bed, propping yourself up with your elbows. You were about to say something when a bright pink poster on the ceiling caught your eye. Was it...?

"You like Hello Kitty, huh?" you asked smugly.

Copia felt his heart drop. Shit. He forgot to take it off earlier! "Uhm... I.. w-well.. y-yes. I love Hello Kitty," he said as if he was embarrassed of his love for the Sanrio character. "I- I know it sounds kind of childish to like Hello Kitty... but I just think she's cute, okay?!"

You laughed softly. "I will admit it is sort of weird that a grown man likes Hello Kitty," you sat back upright. "But that means I learned about something you like! Soooo..." a smirk grew across your face. "Now I can get you something Hello Kitty as a thank you gift for the flower you gave me! Then we'd be even!"

"Oh no… please don't get me a Hello Kitty gift… i-it would really embarrass me…" Copia still looked embarrassed as he looked around his room. "It's just a thing I've always enjoyed... it's not like I'm obsessed with Hello Kitty or anything." Copia was making a lot of excuses, and they were quite obvious. "It was just a little bit of my childhood, but I'm not crazy for it or anything like that."

Your eyebrow raised, clearly unconvinced. "Mhm."

"I- I mean, w-why don't more guys like Hello Kitty, eh? She's s-so fun and cute, and her f-friends are, too!"

"Uh-huh."

He gulped. "Oh... Sorella- please, I promise I'm not a creep who likes Hello Kitty, I... it was a gift, see! Y-Yeah, a gift. From, eh..."

He continued to ramble about how he didn't like Hello Kitty, and you noticed more of the familiar chibi feline posted throughout his room. "Okay, Copia. Copia, stop!" You giggled as he now somehow got the topic to cats and how they would try to feed on his rat babies.

Copia froze and stared at you, his face flushed. "I'm not a creep... I promise..." he mumbled timidly.

"I never said you were." You smiled. "Okay, I promise I won't get you any Hello Kitty merch. For now." you added the 'for now' to tease, nudging him with your elbow.

Copia sighed in relief and nodded, then froze again at the 'for now.' This made Copia's mind spin, whirling desperately for a response. "...I'm not crazy for Hello Kitty... l-like I said, it's just a childhood thing I've kept around. I'm not... like... crazy for her or anything."

He kept mumbling about how Hello Kitty wasn't really that important, and you huffed with an eyeroll. There was only one way to shut him up.

In one swift movement, you tugged on his cape and pulled him in towards you, pressing a gentle but firm kiss on his lips.

Oh boy.

Copia's face got redder than a rose at the kiss and when he was pulled towards you, he was too surprised to even say something or do anything. He was as still as a statue, but eventually he kissed back, and that was your cue to pull away. "Now I know the secret to shutting you up!~" you teased in a sing-song voice, pecking the tip of his nose and releasing him.

"What.... what... uhm..." he stuttered, his brain malfunctioning.

You giggled at his reaction before noticing the time. 8:27pm.

"Hey, I think I'm gonna change into my pajamas so I don't have to do it later. Is that okay?" you asked, knowing the chances were high that he really didn't plan anything for this spontaneous sleepover. Maybe that was partially your fault, but what the hell. It was cute to see him fretting over the little things.

"E-Eh? Oh, yeah, uh.. please, go ahead and- and make yourself comfortable. Er.. the bathroom is right there." he pointed to the door nearby.

"Okay, thanks!" You said sweetly as you dug through your duffel bag, pulling out your pajamas and hairbrush.

"I-If you want to shower as well, I.. I could get you another towel, o-or if you want to shower in the morning, then that's fine, er-"

"Don't worry, I already showered before I came over. Thank you though, sweetie!" you teased as you walked into the bathroom, hearing him mumble in a flustered tone.

"Oh, a-alright. Just go get changed, I guess..." Copia's voice trembled and he felt like he was going to say something romantic. "I'll miss you... for those 4 minutes." Copia called towards the now-closed door, trying to be flirtatious.

Oh, how you loved that silly little rat man.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A sigh of relief left you as you changed out of your habit, putting on a more comfortable set of clothing. However, it did look a bit... revealing, which you hadn't noticed until they were actually on your body. You were wearing a low-cut black crop top with a cartoon cow on the front, and matching cow-print shorts that barely covered your upper thigh. It was cute on you, but you wondered how Copia would react to such revealing clothing on you as he'd only seen you in your habit.

You smirked as you checked yourself out in the mirror, gaining more and more confidence as you imagined his embarrassed face when you walked out. You took a few selfies first (maybe you'd post them later on your story), then walked out and saw that Copia had changed into his own pajamas, a deep blue button-up silk pajama top and plaid pajama pants.

He was sitting in bed with a TV remote in one hand, too engrossed in deciding what movie he thought you'd like to watch. The poor guy almost jumped out of his skin when your sweet voice entered his ear, "Ooh, what are we going to watch?"

"Ah!- S-Sister, uhm- w-wow, uh.. I- I mean!" Copia did a double-take as he stared at your figure, a deep blush on his face yet again. He wanted to compliment you, but every sentence that entered his mind felt like it would make him sound like a creep.

"Er... H-Here, come sit next to me," he finally spoke, patting the spot next to him on the bed. You laughed lightly, crawling under the covers and sitting next to him. "What, eh.. what do you want to watch? Y-You can pick..."

"But what if I want to watch whatever you want to watch?" you teased, grabbing the pillow behind his back and holding it in your arms.

However, Copia wasn't anticipating that, and he accidentally hit the back of his head on the headboard. "Ah, shit!"

You instantly felt terrible. "Oh, no! Are you alright?! I'm so sorry, that sounded like it hurt!" You sat up straighter, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Ehh, I-I'm fine, Sorella- Non è niente, is nothing!" he tried to reassure you, rubbing the back of his head.

"No, you don't look fine. Here, let me see." You grabbed his face gently and pushed it into your chest, staring down at the back of his head and running your fingers through his hair to try and see if there was a lump forming.

Oh... that was definitely on purpose, wasn't it?

Copia's face felt like it was on fire as it was smothered into your cleavage, his heart jackhammering against his ribcage. He didn't think he could take much more as he practically died of embarrassment right then and there. This was definitely not on his radar for your guys' date night.

A sly grin spread across your face as your fingers ran through the soft strands of his hair, pretending to search for a wound. "Hmm.... you look fine. Oh well."

You lifted his face upwards to meet your gaze, his face redder than Hello Kitty's bow. "S- uh.. I... er..." he stammered, making a fool out of himself. He knew you were bold, but he didn't expect you to be that bold!

You decided to take pity on the poor guy. "Hey, you okay? Maybe we should get back to picking out a movie." you offered, pressing a small kiss to his forehead.

"Oh, uh, yeah... I'm fine... just fine." Copia looked like he was going to die from the amount of blushing he was doing, his mind was racing with thoughts of the situation he was in right now; it all felt like a dream to him. "Y-Yeah, let's get to the movie, pick whatever you want, I don't mind."

You both scrolled through the movies that were available for a while before making him stop on American Psycho. "Wait, how about this one? Have you seen it before?" you asked.

"Eh.. n-no.. I haven't. I love horror movies, yes, b-but I haven't found interest in this one. I-It looks sort of cheesy." he mumbled.

"Ooh! Oh my gosh, this one is really good. I promise you'll like this one. It's about a serial killer!"

"Oh, I see. O-Okay, well... do you want to watch it?" he asked, to which you nodded. He pressed the play button and you two sat in silence, watching the movie.

"Eh... are you hungry? I- I have some popcorn if you want some, or do you want a different snack?"

"Mm, I'm okay. I've got my own snack right here." You smirked, draping your arm around his shoulders, slowly started to snuggle into him.

He muttered something under his breath in Italian, his face scarlet. You chuckled and nudged him in a teasing manner before he started leaning into your warmth and watching the movie with you.

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elvispresleyslut · 1 year

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DADDY’S BEST FRIEND, ELVIS PRESLEY

A hot summer day in Memphis was beautiful as ever but nothing could beat the beauty of Graceland for me. Ever since the age of 10 my father whom I happened to be close with was long time friends with the one and only Elvis Presley. All my life friends would beg for autographs, pictures, clothing samples as if I could just ask this man for a kind of thing like that.

Elvis was almost like a second dad to me I suppose.

Maybe not the best wording? Considering i've been drooling over him like every other girl across this world since middle school. Here I am 19 soon to be 20 doing nothing with my life, lusting after a king who probably sees me as a kid who he can spoil all because he has too much money and not enough people he cares to spend it on.

That doesn't even make sense..

My birthday now was coming up on the too soon 30th of June.

My mother never made my life any easier for me. She definitely didn't make it easier for me to accept the party when i was informed that Elvis took it upon himself to host this god awful thing at Graceland.

"Mama we can't just intrude in his home like this and invite all these people from around town as if we even know they're damn names.." I whined following my mother upstairs in our small home.

She sighed and stopped in her steps, "Stop trying to get me to cancel it all because you have a little crush on him. He doesn't mind and it's free, You should be out thanking EP right now instead of crying in my ear." she ends her words with a huff and continues into my little brothers room, dropping a pile of clean clothes for him to fold and put away later.

"I do not have any crush on him, mama." I raise my voice boldly. "How many times am I gonna have to tell you that? The guys like 70.." I add for good measure. It doesn't work.

"You look at him the way your father looks at pie..now will you please leave your ole mom alone."

She teasingly rolls her eyes and walks back downstairs to start on dinner.

"Go see him, Kim. Thank the man for the love of god. He's precious and you know it. He didn't have to do this for you but he seemed more than happy to make your 20th special." She pulls out her apron tying it loosely around her wide hips. "Wear something nice!"

I groan grabbing a hold of my car keys. I couldn't take her determined mindset anymore. I felt like i needed to surround myself in negativity. Why would he want me at his house like that? What would Prescilla think? Im far too old to be having birthday parties at a family friends house, let alone Elvis's.

I soon pull up to his gate driving in without even realizing I was still wearing my bathrobe. Fuck fuck fuck.

"I gotta go back" I whisper shoving my key back in and buckling back in. I begin to let my foot off the brake.

I hear a knock on my glass window and startle with a jump quickly slamming back down on the brake.

"Oh what the actual fuck!" I practically scream grabbing my hair and pulling slightly with overwhelming anxiety.

I contemplate driving off and never coming back home if i can help it but I settle with rolling down my window and laughing nervously for now. Fuck that.

"Woah sweetheart..what're ya doin here at.." Elvis trails off looking down at his watch "4:00 in the evenin'?"

"Ya family alright?" He questions softly. Why'd he have to be so damn sweet?

I slowly look up with the fakest smile I ever did use, "W-what?" I laugh obnoxiously. "No I came here for s-something else..cannot erm..r-r-remember what.." I say leaning forward on my steering wheel groaning in embarrassment.

Why'd he have to look so nice right now in a robe and nothing underneath from what you could tell of his slightly tan chest covered in light hair. Why was I such a whore staring so hard..

"You gonna come in honey or we gonna sit outside n' watch the sunset?" He teases opening your car door.

"N-no uh..I-I can just stay here, right here" I point down into my seat with my fingers. "Just here is fine." I nearly beg out loud.

i rather harshly shut my door back.

He laughs. He laughs at me. Dear god mama why'd she do this shit to me.

"Suit yourself, kid." He drawls out with his thick accent that matter of factly made me squeal at night before bed.

He walks around my car swiftly opening the passenger seat door sitting his fine ass right beside me. I can almost taste the smell of him as he drops into the seat.

"You gonna tell me now what you dropped by for? Or you gonna keep this oddly unlike you demeanor up?" He says with a tinge of tease.

I roll my eyes with a sigh, putting my car into park.

"Im under dressed..it's beyond embarrassing." I push out a fake laugh to ease how nervy I am really.

"Your actin like im lookin'..get to it Kim." he states bluntly.

"Fineeee..goddamn." I stare at my hands in my suddenly cold lap. "I came to say thankyou for wanting to host my "party" but I really can't accept-"

He cuts me off quickly with an unbeatable tone telling me already he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. "Nope. I already have everything done, no need to come beggin me to stop it. Everybody needs a party."

"Please just nothing big..Elvis. Like really.." I glance too quickly down at his wide spread pose and im caught red handed im sure of it. I didn't even have time to truly take in what I felt I could see through his seemingly thin robe.

"Play nice about it and I'll talk to your dad about alcohol" Elvis lets out an almost boyish giggle and I can't help the burning blush that takes over my ugly face.

We chat more for the next 10 minutes about what I'd prefer at my party but he caught on rather quickly I was only trying to turn it into some boring cookout that nobody would stay for.

Before to long I catch his watch set nicely on the arm rest of the seat he was currently in and see I've kept him in my presence too long in a fit of laughs. Not that I was complaining. His perfect teeth.

"Go back inside old man.. Too late for you to be awake." I say jokingly gently shoving him against his door.

He fakes pain and opens the door stepping out and I can't help but bite my lip at the sight of his toned tanned legs but somehow feel a tinge of sadness that I couldn't just yank him back and bone him to no end.

Walking up his porch he turns back to me and waves, "Goodnight honey, I'll stop by tomorrow to see your daddy!" He says with what I hope a joking attitude.

My dad can't know I was ever here on my own dressed like a slut, of course not on purpose. Sigh.

I drive off and head home to eat dinner with my family but all I can do for the rest of my night is think about how truly fucked I'll be at this party.

HI! THIS IS MY FIRST CHAPTER TO THIS HOPEFULLY GOOD STORY LOLS . IM NEW TO THE ELVIS FANDOM AND IM HOPING TO MAKE SOME MOOTS HERE SIGH . IM A LONELY PERSON AND I LIKE TO THINK IM NICE LMFAO! GIVE ME IDEAS FOR MY "BOOK". IM OPEN MINDED AND HAVE NO PLANS YET FOR THIS <3 ENJOY

#fanfic #70s elvis #elvis film #austin butler #elvis presley #elvis presely smut #elvis the pelvis #king of rock n roll #graceland #fanfiction #country music #memphis #tennessee #baz luhrmann elvis #elvis photos #60s elvis #lana del ray aesthetic #lana is our queen #austin!elvis x reader

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kvrlsefni · 2 years

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ajax

♤ celebrity!childe x reader au (genshin impact)

♤ note: my friend made me watch “a star is born” and i had an idea <3 this isn't v long since i just wanted to get this out there aaAJSAJS anyway erm i drafted this a month or two ago then forgot so anyway im bringing it back slay

♤: i had no idea how to start this so this is p straight forward

"what?" childe smiles, "is there something on my face?"

you looked away, a little embarrassed that you were caught staring. "no, there's nothing, don't worry. it's just..."

"it's just?" his tone was kind, and you glanced at him to see that he never looked away from you. his smile still there, and he genuinely looked at you curiously.

"okay, this is going to sound very cheesy," you start, averting your eyes back to his, "i just still can't believe i'm with the tartaglia."

he chuckled, "the tartaglia?"

"see, i told you it was cheesy!" you said, your face turning a light shade of red.

"no, no." childe continued, "i don't think it's cheesy. i just think it's amusing. see, that's the funny thing about being famous, people start addressing you by your full name or alias."

"i mean," you adjusted the way you sat. "how else would you like me to call you then?"

you thought it'd be childe or something, since you remember reading and hearing from somewhere that that was his real name.

"ajax." he didn't hesitate. not one bit. "just ajax is fine."

"ajax?"

"it was the name my mother gave me." he answered, his smile softening when he talked about his mother. "i didn't want to overwhelm my family at first or disappoint them when it turns out i wasn’t cut out for stardom.” he chuckled, “so i used an alias."

"so..." you trailed off, "you used an alias in case you didn't make it, but instead you go on to becoming one of the most famous out there, and you have another alias for that?"

"kind of messy, i know." he laughed. "younger me wasn't really thinking when he asked for all those names."

“well..” you smiled, “i think it’s sweet. the whole you didn’t want to disappoint them. you must love your family a lot.”

“i do.” he replied, “they mean the world to me.” then he smiled at you and gave a close eyed smile. “you should meet them sometime, i’m sure they’ll love you.”

#[ ii. juno’s works ]#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #genshin childe #childe #tartaglia #tartaglia x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #childe fluff

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lilveeblog · 1 year

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come here, jay

jj’s having a tough day

emily knows

662 words

emily sighed, closing the folder on her desk and peering through the blinds of her office. all she could hear was ruckus from the team. spencer and luke were sharing their usual banter - tara pulling out the fashionable ‘your mum’ jokes and she even noticed garcia’s bright blue dress near jj’s desk.

seeing jj, her heart dropped. she could tell from the girl’s expression she was getting overwhelmed. she knew how much work jj had to get done today and with all the noise, she doubted she could focus. emily couldnt and see was in a seperate office.

grabbing her coffee cup, she headed out of her office and down the stairs.

“oh emily, you’ll know!” luke said, turning to the raven haired girl. at the mention of emily, jj spun her chair around. emily sent her a little wave, acknowleding it. jj smiled shyly, dropping her head.

“ill know what?” emily asked. she moved closer to the blonde and wrapped an arm around the back of her chair. not caring what the team would think, jj wrapped her arms around emily’s hips, resting her head on her stomach - hiding her face from the group.

“if spencer was going to be an icecream flavour, what would he be?” garcia asked.

“is this what all the noise is about?” emily laughed, rubbing jj’s back.

“were we being too loud?” spencer asked, shocked. jj groaned and nodded into emily making the group smile at her cuteness.

“you could have told us,” garcia chuckled, crouching down to jj but jj whined, moving her head away from penelope’s gaze.

P sent emily a worried look but emily shook it off. she ran her fingers through jj’s hair.

“do you want to go to my office?” emily suggested, quietly but jj shook her head.

“im not little, ive got work to do,” she grumbled. emily laughed - shes definitely slipping.

“i never said anything about being little,” emily smirked and jj groaned again, covering her face.

“go on sweetheart, take some work up there - youll be able to focus,” emily said, tapping jj’s back. jj huffed but packed up her desk, disappearing to emily’s office without a word to anyone.

“im sure you lot all have work to do as well,” emily laughed and walked over to the coffee machine.

ten minutes later, emily returned to her office. jj was typing away on her laptop, focused and emily left her to it. she set a coffee down for her, in her favourite cup and sat herself behind her desk.

it didnt take long for jj to start struggling however. emily shot small glanced at her as she huffed and sighed and wiped her eyes with her knuckles.

“do you need some help?” emily asked gently, in her normal voice - not wanting to patronise the girl.

“no, i’m fine,” jj said back, a hint of sass in her tone.

“how many have you got left?” emily asked, peering over at her laptop.

“erm, i don’t know. i just wanna get it done,” she whined - another tell.

“how about you finish it tomorrow?” emily suggested gently.

“i said that yesterday,” emily heard the little stomps of her feet as she protested her little side.

“and it’s okay to say it again,” emily whispered. she pushed out her chair and tapped her lap.

“come here, jay.”

it was a simple instruction, one that to anyone would seem bossy, demanding but to jj, it was the trigger. instantly, all her nasty big girl thoughts flew to the back of her mind and she got up from her own chair. she practically climbed over the desk to get to emily quicker and sat on her lap.

emily’s hand wrapped around the blondes waist and jj snuggled into em as much as she could. she sighed in content.

“i don’t know why you still fight it little one,” emily chuckled, rubbing her hands though jj’s soft hair. jay huffed, only holding onto emily tighter.

#little!jj #cg!emily #emily prentiss #jj x emily #jj #jennifer jereau #jereau #criminal minds #criminal minds agere

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patchwork-oil · 2 years

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❧ "I didn’t say goodnight”

Pairing: Mumbo/Grian (romantic) Word count: 1,256 Warnings: Includes what may be a panic attack, but I don’t know enough about them to say that with certainty. I think that qualifies as angst. Ask for more warnings if necessary

Summary: Mumbo is working late, and Grian is getting just a bit lonely, but it seems there’s a little more to the puzzle than that.

Author’s note: The first fic of mine I’ve ever posted! umm critical feedback may be ignored bc im just doing this for fun but I’ll consider it ^^ Pointing out typos is always appreciated! The pair is in an established relationship and live together. Please enjoy :)

Grian stared down the empty side of the bed with discontent. He’s tried to sleep, but at least an hour of struggle has passed to no avail. He knows Mumbo said he would be working late, he knows he told Mumbo he understood, and he knows he’s working on something important. Maybe he wouldn’t be so restless if Mumbo hadn’t been acting so odd lately.

Grian pawed absentmindedly at where Mumbo should be. Just shut your eyes and go to bed. You can’t just ask him to stop working. He tried to knit eyes closed, honestly he did. Don’t be selfish. You sleep beside each other every day, you can handle one night without him. Grian knew this much logically, shouldn’t that be enough to coax him to sleep?

Grian sat up with a knot in his gut. If he just said goodnight to Mumbo one last time, he would be satisfied. Yeah, yeah! He’d just walk out that door and into Mumbo’s workshop, kiss him goodnight, give him a big hug, and he’d finally be able to fall fast asleep. It’s a plan.

So he padded through their dark base, keeping a hand dragging across the walls he passed for a bit of stability and wings dragging along the floor. Down the stairs, turn at the hallway, and open the door. The welcoming squeak of the floorboards beneath him as he walked closer to desk made Mumbo jump sharply, turning to see Grian in his loose pajamas and feathers misaligned and trailing the floor behind him.

“Hiii! Mumb!” Grian’s chirp came out as a slurry of sleep.

“My love, what are you doing up?” Mumbo’s words weren’t much more awake than Grian’s.

As Grian approached, Mumbo swiveled around and they wordlessly embraced in a hug. Grian buried his head down into Mumbo’s neck, taking as much of a breath of him as possible before he knew he would have to go back. Mumbo seemed to relish just as much, holding onto Grian’s back as if they had to hold so tightly if they wanted to stay upright.

In sync, they pulled away.

“Grian it’s…” Mumbo pulled back his sleeve “it’s past midnight, you have to be up tomorrow.”

“I’m only saying goodnight.. n’ then I’ll go back.”

Mumbo’s heart thumped and his face of knitted worry softened just a bit. “My dear…”

Grian reached for Mumbo’s face, staring at his eyes for a thick moment before planting a kiss square on his forehead. “How much longer do you still have to work, Mumb?”

Mumbo’s eyes widened, then he quickly turned back to his work, trying to hide the way his face knitted with worry once again.

“Erm, well. I’m… About that I’m… See you don’t really need to worry about it I’m sure I can… it’s… erm…”

Oh. Grian was expecting a concrete answer. He craned to get a better look at Mumbo, but Mumbo flinched into turning further away.

“Mumbo? Are you alright?”

“Yea—! Er, well no yeah it’s not- I’ll be fi—no it’s fine, really!”

Grian’s feathers bristled.

“Mumbo, tell me what all of this is about.”

“You said you’d go to sleep after you told me goodnight.”

“And I didn’t say goodnight yet.”

Mumbo finally swallowed, stared up at Grian, and sighed. He braced his grip on the rim of his stool.

“I haven’t—” he choked, “—I haven’t been working on this blueprint Iskall asked me to rework. He asked me—“ he curled in on himself and hugged his sides, “—2 weeks ago. And I just haven’t been working on it! I haven’t been working on it and he’s been asking for it and I just haven’t done it.” Mumbo started to breathe quickly, and flung arm gestures into the air in front of him.

The twinge of disgust in Mumbo’s voice wrought Grian’s heart with distress. “And I don’t know why! I’ve quite literally had all the time in the world, Iskall’s been the most understanding and each time he asks for it I disappoint him and I’m so sick of disappointing him and—“

“Mumbo! Mumbo listen to me! Stop! Oh—“ Grian grasped Mumbo’s shoulders and attempted to pull Mumbo to face him, but Mumbo was so stiff and his chest raising so quickly that he couldn’t move him. “Mumbo if you would breathe—“ Grian tried shouting so Mumbo could hear him over his sobbing. Thinking quickly, he wiggled himself between the stool and the desk and used the leverage from the furniture to push the chair back just a bit with the force of his legs. When just grabbing a hold of either shoulder didn’t draw Mumbo’s attention, he took a hold of mumbo chin, and pulled it up to face him. Mumbo’s eyes were clearly clouded with tears but he started finally gasping for breath.

“Mumbo breathe for me, can you please?”

Mumbo’s heaves came out terribly trembling, but continued them thankfully.

“Oh good, Mumbo, good job. Great job, that’s it,” Grian worried circles into Mumbo’s shoulders. “My poor thing.”

Mumbo’s body shuddered just a couple more times before stilling. Sniffles continuously rose from him.

“Mumbo if you can hear me, please hear that you doing so well. Not breathing, I mean. You’re doing fine work on the blueprint, Iskall is your friend and he will understand.”

“I’m awful.”

“You will not say that again. How awful could you possibly be if you’re killing yourself over this desk in the middle of the night, trembling and shaking like a rabbit in front of a.. a hawk! Just trying to do a favor for your friend? I know you feel bad. We can fix this Mumbo, but we can’t fix it in the state you’re in now if you could breathe for me just a bit more.” Grian pulled Mumbo’s disheveled hair up and out of his eyes.

Hushed, Mumbo shivered. “Grian. I don’t know what to do.”

“We will figure this out Mumbo. I will help you.”

“You’re too… kind to me Gri.”

“You’re silly. You’re quite silly Mumbo.”

“I’m not silly,” Mumbo sniffed.

“Right right right, of course. Would you like to come to bed with me? Get out of your work clothes. It’s not good to be dressed up like that for so long y’know.”

“Who says that?”

“I do. And I say you’re coming to bed and we’ll think about this in the morning.”

“I’m sorry Grian.”

“No, you’re coming to bed, you don’t get that choice.”

“Not about that! Not about that! I mean, sorry for troubling you.”

“Would you quit with that, your struggles are never worth an apology. Especially to me.” Grian closed in on Mumbo once more and hugged Mumbo tightly, another kiss to his forehead.

Mumbo put up no further resistance and leaned on Grian for the majority of the way to their bedroom. Down the hallway, up the stairs, though the door.

Mumbo in his pajama pants and Grian leading him under the covers, Mumbo offered a new question. “How did you know, Grian?”

“Hm? Know what?”

“How did you know I needed help?”

“Wasn’t it obvious?”

“I mean how you knew to come downstairs to me.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that. I just—“ Grian stopped himself, now fitted under the blankets and Mumbo snuggling closer and closer into Grian’s chest. “I well, um.”

Mumbo raised his head, looking up to try and find Grian’s eyes this time. Mumbo expected a concrete answer.

With Grian’s absence of a response, Mumbo smirked. “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you missed me?”

“Oh shut up.”

Author’s note: Tell me if you liked that! it’s very self-indulgent so i ask you be a little nice ^^; I’d also love to get to know more writers in hermitshipblr bc this is my first time ever posting stuff! Also... how do i tag this lmao

#hermitshipping #grumbo #grian x mumbo #panic attack #angst #hermitcraft fanfic #mcyt #mcyt fanfic #po writes

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georgette-mademoiselle · 14 days

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Georgette and sekido part 10

An electrifying kiss

Somtimes sekido was full of surprises when bieng romantic without him knowing he could be so good at it

For example the time thy shared noodles together despite there demon digestive systems sometimes they cant help but miss eating human food.

In this particular day georgette thought of a playful idea she grabbed the noodle by the edge then nudged on his shoulder for him to turn he looked at her with confusion " what on earth are you doing?" He asked in a calm yet serious manner. " Grab the noodle by the end of it so we can both eat our way into locking our lips together!" What on earth? He thought " woman! Do we look like dogs to you!?" She rolls her eyes upward and things" well...does it count if we instead compare ourselves to hellhounds?" Sekido facepalmed. yet now that he thinks about it bieng compared to a hell hound dosent sound bad at all.

" sigh...fine fine give me the end of the noodle" she did just that and so they locked eyes. Georgette began her way while sekido then moved his own mouth. How beautiful her red lipstick deep as the color of her hair the gloss that shined with it oh how bloody gorgeous did it glisten with her eyes during these midnight hours oh bless goddess nyx for basking Georgette in her darkest beauty.

He was now inches away kissing her and soon georgette closed her eyes waiting to steal his lips. already hypnotized after what he had described of his rose he had no idea that his expression grew softer his heartbeat skipping in a rhythm of a love song. It was making him sick a kind of sickness that shall never go away this sickness is one that will be with him for as long as shes in his life.

Closer... closer...he wrapped his arms around her waist and slowly pecked her lips a shock of small electricity escaping his lips he had closed his eyes before georgette could even jolt up in surprise he pulled in another kiss this time with passion the wetness of his tongue only triggered his power even more to spark her lips. It didnt hurt more so it felt ticklish almost. "S-sekido! Y-your lips!" She tried not to pull away from the shocks. " Ive always wanted to do that to you for all the times youve teased me" stopping the kiss he then grabs a strand of her hair fingers twerling around it as his lips come near again to hers. Lipstick now smeard on his lips looking like a sweet sugary poison apple waiting to give you the kiss of death. " Now its my turn to tease you my rose." She blushed she couldn't even hide it from him for once she was left speechless" o-h erm...i-if thats so then... I actually wouldn't mind playing your little games then my thunderstorm." He was pleased by this." You want to feel it again dont you. You want to feel your lips to mine and feel that prick of a thorned rose because you cant resist its beauty..." He lifts her chin up that stern look making her knees wobble " nobody cant resist such danger...so go ahead and feel my electricity as much as you want even if they become numb"

Oh how could she ever resist such a powerful man never had she seen him this serious in romance till now and oh how she loved every single moment of this.

" i shall kiss you until my lips are no more sekido " she leans in for a small peck this time still jolting in its sensation " ah!"

She really was the cutest thing ever

" ok ok calm down or else im going to have to medicate your lips woman!"

She laughed

The night was long but eventually they both left back to there homes before the sun would rise.

Inspired by my art

Dividers by @/elryisia

#sekido #sekido x georgette #oc x canon #georgette mademoiselle #kny oc but not really kny #original demon oc #kny sekido #sekido kny #hantengu clones #upper moon 4 #kny #demon slayer #kimitsu no yaiba #kny fic

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twiggyart6 · 3 months

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collecting short funny things to write under fanart of characters you really love

please feel free to add more thank you :3

(this is long as shit be prepared)

ough

looking at them

my friend :)

mwehehe

augh

I can't believe this

brain blasted

what a little freak

do you even care

be so fucking for real

your kidding

what a weirdo

a wonderous creature

consider this

from my personal collection

what the

I'm so normal

I'm not normal

why are they like that

evil swag

TEEHEE

I'm gonna frow up

yeah this is pretty cool

pretty fucked up dog

have you seen this?

my beautiful princess

I'm ill

oh good heavens!

my son. he has every disease

this shit aint nothin to me man

I laurve them

yoink

just a little bit. as a treat

tell them to stop

me when I GET you

MY GUY

the psychic worm (wohwohwohwohw)

good lord

cuteness aggression towards them

what the fuck ever

im feeling something

sigh

me when the

GRRAAAHH

im fucking serious

love it when they appear

its becoming unhealthy

go white boy go!

your never gonna believe this

worst guy ive ever seen

their just so ... drawable

sorry guys

i saw it in a dream

she is very gorgeous to me!

i see them when i close my eyes

my little scrungle

be so fucking for real

i can do whatever i want

bitch

yeah

my baby girl

my little kitty meow meow

they've done something to me

i gotta get outa here

yep

my favorite white man

dude!?

full of joy a whimsy

going cray cray!

well....

erm

heyy gurl wasup

she is beuty she is grace

aaaaanything could happen

just like me fr

its time

yahoo!

divine retribution

yay!!

so was foretold in the prophecy

their so ... woah

yessir

god. fucking. damn.

they understand me

you are not immune to propaganda

Explodes character with mind

Forgive me

I would tell them my most depraved thoughts

for the win!

my treasure my beloved

awesome

oh yeah woo yeah

thats it thats the post

this above all else

-INHALE-

had to get it out of my system

you absolute baby buffoon

but make it epic

dont question it

gay baby jail

mwah <3

i want to make them into bread

no guys you don't get it

i got nervous

every fuckin time man

[puts face in hands and groans loudly]

no way

DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

take a deep breath

stupid little bow wow

cringeposting once again

abandon society, embrace insanity

god has let me draw another day

had to do it

changed my brain chemistry

so the thing is-

im going to make you so girlfail

pathetic wet cat

guys.

their neat idk

or something like that

ATTENTION!!

i have the disease and its terminal

shrimply amazing!

hits you with the beam

smile :)

send help

oh hi didn't see you there

no i will not elaborate

the creature is demonic in nature

i think there's something wrong with them

i think there's something wrong with me

its fine

woah woah woah

do you even realize what you've done

very cool

do you see my vision

whatever the fuck this is called

the strugler

interesting..

oh i got you dont worry

nobody move

character on the brain always and forever

#1 hater

funny you should say that

nature is healing

imagine a guy. now imagine them again

ooo mama

get drawn idiot

get obsessed over idiot

if only they were real

post this character instantly

your honor i need them

ive got some notes

A juicy morsel

I want to push them down the stairs

They wouldn’t dare

(Eyes wide and mouth frothing) yeah!

my beautiful wife <3

#text post

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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gh0--st · 2 years

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Cuddling

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Summary: Luz realizes something as her and Amity cuddle.

Characters: Luz(ler) Amity(Lee)

Ships: Lumity

This is a tickle fic, if your not into that stuff, dont read this fic.

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Amity lie on the floor of Luzs room. Eda was out at the Market with King, so Luz and Amity were home alone, except for the house demon, Hooty.

Luz was watching something on her phone, while Amity stared at the ceiling. Luz glanced at her, "You uhm, You doing alright?" Luz asked.

Amitys ear twitched as she sighed, "Yeah, Im fine, just.. Bored i guess." She replied, rolling over to Luz.

Amity looked up at the girl, and Luz looked down at her. Luz smiled and booped her girlfriend on the nose. Amity blinked in suprise, her face turning slightly red as her ears started to twitch.

Amity yawned and sat up. "Tired?" Luz asked. "Mhm." Amity hummed. Luz looked away, her cheeks slightly red.

"Do you want to.. uhm- cuddle.?" Luz asked. Amity glanced at her, slightly confused, "erm.. Whats that?" She asked.

Luz blinked, "Oh! Uhm, its like a hug, but more affectionate, it lasts longer." Luz explained.

Amity blinked, Hugs were still new to her, but she could still understand. "Okay.." she said. Luz smiled brightly, and opened her arms.

Amity crawled forward and squeaked as Luz grabbed her and pulled her close. Amity sat their as Luz held onto her. She rubbed her head into the girls neck, and closed her eyes.

Luz ran her fingers through her girlfriends hair and thought, Something about this day was missing. And then she realized.

"Amity~" She cooed in a mischievous tone. Amity tensed, "uhm.. Yeah.?" She asked nervously.

"I havent seen you smile that much today, i kinda miss it." She said, looking down at Amity.

Amity looked up, "And you can wait." She said, resting her head back down. "But Ami i just think ill die!" Luz complained.

Amity nuzzled her head deeper into Luzs neck. "Too bad.." she muttered. Luz frowned, but grinned mischievously, "I know what to do~ Youve been pretty gloomy, i know how to bring back your smile~" Luz said.

Luz poked at Amitys side. Amity squeaked, and tried to pull back, but Luz held onto her. "You cant get away that easy, Mr. grumpy pants!" Luz teased, and began to scribble her fingers down Amitys sides.

Amity jumped, and bit her lip, trying to hold back her laughter. Luz grinned and sped up her attack.

Amity shook, before bursting into giggles, failing to hold back her laughter. Luz smiled, "Theres that smile!" She said.

Amitys face went red, "Shuhuhuhut uhuhup!" She said. Luz gasped dramatically, "How rude! You asked for it!" She said, and scrabbled Amitys Underarms.

Amity squealed, shooting her arms down and letting out snorts and giggles as she pushed against Luz. "LUHUHUHUZ NOHOHOHO!"

"No what Ami? Come on, Be specific!" Luz teased. Luz pushed Amity onto her back, and continued her attack.

At this angle, Luz could really see her girlfriends face. Her nose scrunched up and her face red as small tears pricked her eyes. Luz smiled, eyes glowing at her girlfriend.

Luz slowed, and suddenly stopped. Amity panted, letting out small giggles as she regained her breath.

"Jerk." Amity said, glancing at Luz, a small smile on her face.

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Amphibia and Gravity Falls fic coming soon.

#the owl house #luz nocera #amity blight #lumity

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sturnioloobessed · 6 months

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I Say Whatever I Want.

Matt sturniolo x fem reader.

Summary-The reader will say whatever she wants to anyone and wont let anyone disrespect her,matt,a complete stranger to her has to drag her away from the person she was arguing with.

Reader is purple

person she is arguing with is pink

Matt is blue

I poured my self a full cup of vodka,i wanted to get fucked up tonight,I’ve not been like drunk drunk for ages

It was a halloween party,i was in a short black dress with tights which were tinted black but see through with black Louis Vuitton heels with my matching Louis Vuitton bag,i had a fluffy black halo on,smokey eye look and my hair was curled i was a fallen angel to be honest it was last thought costume.

I wasn’t in the mood at all,my friend ditched me and didn’t even come to the party i was so pissed.

What the fuck some girl just fuckin’ dirty looked me amd laughed to her friends what is her problem.

Oops sorry,slut..

She fuckin’ pushed me and throw her drink onto my shoes and my legs.

What the fuck is your problem you stupid bitch?

I pushed her back,i was so mad the fuck is this girl’s problem.

I say whatever i want..

I do whatever i want..

I suggest you shut the fuck up before i smash your face in you stupid blonde bitch

The cheering got louder as more people crowded,shouting.

Yeah,i dont be givin’ no fucks (not one)

I’d love to see you try

This bitch being foreal? I started taking out my hoops and getting my hair tie but someone stood in front of me shooing everyone away and telling the girl to go away.

Are you okay?hello?

hm?im fine,why would you stand in-front of me!

‘Cause im not havin’ people fight at my party,especially girls they do it all the time.

hm k whatever

I walked away,sitting on the kitchen counter scrolling through my phone.

Hey why’d you walk off hm?

Needa air why else?

oh oh okay then..

He put his hands up in defence,sitting next to me.

Thank you though actually,i shouldn’t been trying to fight someone drunk

He chuckled looking at her as she scrolled through her phone.

Mhm didn’t want your pretty face to get hurt ya know.

He nudged her shoulder softly as she giggled putting her head against his bicep.

your such a goof,your cute though not like ehh he’s cute i guess like he’s cute cute.

He laughed at her putting his arm around her.

mhm kid whateves,your cute aswell..erm

She huffed before finishing his sentence.

Y/N,ma names Y/N .. And youu?

Matthew,but its matt i dont like being called me full name.

She just hummed in response tiredly,slowly closing her eyes.

She heard the buckled of a seatbelt open as she was lifted softly out of this car seat,fast asleep,knocked out from the amount of drinks she had.

She was set on a bed as she woke up abit.

shh its okay just get undressed you can change into one of my hoodies and my joggers if you want? just that dress looks uncomfy to sleep in and i didn’t wanna leave a drunk pretty girl alone.

oh oh okay thank you.

She quickly got dressed and tucked her self under the covers tiredly yawing,she felt the other side of the bed dip as the light switched off.

Matt..

Yes Y/N

Cuddle me please

mhm, come here.

She snuggled into his embrace her head on his chest with his arm around her waist and the other one under her head.

Night Y/N

Mhmmm m’ight matt..

He chuckled kissing her head as they both drifted off.

The End.

Hope you enjoyed!!

Fetus matt 😍😔

#Spotify

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generic-wattpad-badboy · 2 years

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hi>:) saw your requests were open and wanted to request something! could you write a dick grayson x m!reader sorta fluff? maybe smut if you feel like it goes with the plot? where reader and dick have been together but dick never thought abt asking reader when his bday was, and reader never bothered to mention. so when dick finds out readers bday is (today, tomorrow, soon) somehow, he tries to do smth special for reader.

im personally thinking abt dc titans dick but doesnt really matter!

Birthday surprise

Paring: dick grayson x M reader

Tags: established relationship,fluff,

Word count: 680

Dick was panicking. He couldn’t believe he didn’t know that his boyfriend's birthday was today. He only found out when Rachel asked him about it.

“Hey Dick, what are you and Y/N doing today to celebrate?”

After Rachel saw how confused he was she told him what today was, now he had 3 hours to figure something out before Y/N got home and he finds out he has a terrible boyfriend he has and dumps him. That’s why Dick spends the next 3 hours running around the titan's tower trying to get everything ready after he asked Corey for ideas.

When Y/N finally comes through the door Dick greets him with a kiss and then taking his jacket

“ Hey”

“ What's this?” Y/N asks Rasing his eyebrows but accepting his boyfriend's affection

“ nothing” Dick replies pressing another kiss to Y/N's lips, as he pulls away, he leaves his hands resting on Y/N's chest “ but I do have a surprise for you”

“ A surprise?”

Dick removes his hands from Y/N's chest and grabs one of his hands instead and intwines their fingers together. He pulls Y/N along the hallways and to a room Y/N’s pretty sure he has never seen before.

“ has that room always been there?”

“ of course it has” Dick replies whilst covering Y/N's eye and opening the door

“Babe I Love you but if its another child we’re breaking up”

The titan shakes his head with a grin “it's not another child”

“Good because I can barely put up with the ones you have already, except Gar He’s great, love that kid ”

“ I’m sure he’d love to know that, keep your eyes closed” Dick steps away and walks further into the room

“ Can I open my eyes now?” Y/N asks hearing dick messing with something

“Okay, now”

Y/N opens his eyes and blinks to get his eyes used to the bright lights, then he sees what dick had done for him. In front of him was a scene ripped straight from some romantic film an indoor picnic. Y/N knows He is smiling like a love-struck fool, but he doesn't care he needs to kiss his boyfriend right this second. He turns around once he feels the older get closer and wraps his arms around his neck and pulls, pressing their lips together.

“Aww, Dick you didn’t have to, you know?” Y/N says pulling away from his lover's arms and walking towards the makeshift picnic on the floor and sits down.

Dick follows him taking a seat Infront of him on the other side of the blanket “yes, I did, it's your birthday, I wanted to do something special”

Y/N picks up a cupcake and takes a bite and practically moans at the taste causing dick to laugh at his boyfriend “I'm guessing that means you like them then?”

“you are correct” Y/N finishes the rest of his cupcake then looks around for his next snack and watches as dick reaches for a handful of goldfish and chuckles making dick stop halfway to his mouth.

“what?”

“You didn’t know it was today, Did you?” Y/N snorts as dick starts to flounder

“ I- erm-I"

“Babe its fine, I didn’t tell you”

“still, you should celebrate your birthday “

Y/N shrugged “So how did you find out anyway?”

“Rachel Told me”

“of course, she did, how did you manage to do all this before I got home?” Y/N asked picking up a twizzler and putting it in his mouth

“I’m just that great”

“You made the kids help you, didn’t you?”

“of course, I did” Dick smiled as his boyfriend snorted a chuckle.

“ you’re terrible” Y/N throws a goldfish at him with a grin,

He hopes he is never without that’s smile or moments like this, if he had to give everything up, he would just for him. Dick leans across the spread of snacks, Y/N meets him halfway bring Their lips together in a soft kiss, by time they pull apart the food has been forgotten.

“Happy birthday baby”

#x male reader #dick grayson x male reader #dick grayson dc #dick grayson #dc titans #dc titans x male reader #dc

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twentiethcenturygurl · 2 years

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babysitter

quiteeee a big age gap but reader can be any age you want her to be. i was thinking around 23??? as always, dom damon & smut.

'y/n when's daddy home?' the adorable 6 year old asked you for the 4th time, her ponytail bunched up against the headrest of the sofa as she gazed up at you through thick eyelashes and beady eyes.

you turned your head towards the window once you noticed the motion sensor light of the driveway flash on.

'now - by the looks of it' you said, smiling at her as you ran your hand through her silky hair. 'so come on, quickly run up to bed before he finds out i let you stay up so late' you patted her arm gently.

she darted up from her former cosy position in the softness of your hoodie 'okay. please can you tell daddy to give me a kiss good night'

you chuckled at her cuteness before saying 'of course' with a warm smile. 'goodnight you. i'll see you soon'

'night y/n' she shouted back as she hurried up the stairs on all fours.

only a few moments later you heard the key slip into the lock from the other side, followed by a disheveled, stumbling damon.

'hiya' you greeted him, standing up from the sofa.

'hey y/n. sorry i'm late. how was she?' damon replied, slipping off his shoes in the process.

'perfect, as always. good night?' you asked.

he shuffled through to the front room where he casually leant against the door frame 'erm yeah..i suppose. could've been better'

'why's that?'

'well...i-im really sorry y/n.. i know it sounds ridiculous but my whole wallet was stolen so i have no way of paying you tonight. i'm trying to sort it out but i will pay you as soon as i possibly can' he said with sad eyes and a sincere apologetic tone.

his hand ran briefly through his damp hair as he waited for a response.

'that's okay. how did that happen?' you said with a hint of disappointment in your tone. he knew you almost entirely relied upon him to fund your living expenses. with your lack of job experience and simply just living in london, his weekly cash was the only thing keeping you going.

'i-i really an sorry y/n i shouldn't have been so careless but i think it was nicked when i went to take a piss at the pub, not realising i had left my wallet at the bar'

'it's okay damon. don't apologise, it wasn't your fault'

the room grew awkward as we stood opposite each other, the coffee table between us.

'have you eaten?' he asked, slipping his hands into his pockets - a clear expression of concern across his face.

'n-no i haven't. but it's okay i'll pick something up on my way home'

'do you have a ride?'

'no. but i can walk...it's not far'

'i'm not sure that's a great idea now it's dark. i'll cook you something then i'll walk you home after' he said assertively, making his way into the kitchen.

'damon you don't have to do that. honestly, it's fine. i'll be on my way and just pay me as soon as you can. i'll see you soon' you headed to the door to collect your house keys from the adjacent tray, but before you could lay your hand upon the brass handle, damon's palm firmly grasped your wrist.

'please? let me cook for you.' he said through desperate, sad eyes.

you looked down towards your hands before he slowly loosened his grip.

'uh. okay' you chucked, suddenly rushed with embarrassment. 'if you insist'

'what would you like?' he was suddenly so close to you that you were concerned he could hear the thumping of your chest.

'um i'll eat anything - i'm not fussy' you stuttered out.

'i'll cook us a paella. do you like prawns?'

'i love prawns. thank you damon, really.' you tucked your hair behind ear, ducking your head to avoid his intense glare.

'my pleasure.' his deep, unintentionally seductive tone ignited something within you - something that had never even crossed your mind before.

he turned around and made his way to the kitchen, yourself nervously following behind.

——

'would you like something to drink?' damon offered, setting down the tray of paella at the centre of the table, yourself keeping busy by setting said table - placing down the final fork beside your placemat.

'you got a beer by any chance? i haven't been drinking recently due to the extortionate prices in london' you chuckled, sitting down onto your chair.

'wow. beer drinker. didn't expect that..i've got some peroni's if you'd like?' he swaggered over to the fridge, turning his head for an answer.

'a peroni would be perfect, thank you'

he made his way back across the kitchen before placing the dewy beer in front of you. 'my pleasure' - he held his glare intently before sitting himself down opposite you. 'shall i put some music on?' his hand dug into his pocket, with the help of a shifted crotch, to retrieve his battered iphone 5 (classy as ever).

'go for it' you said, beginning to serve him a spoonful of paella onto his plate.

'jazz?' his eyes perked up from his phone, the bracket crease in the corner of his mouth making an appearance.

'sounds good to me. this enough for you?' you gestured to the lump some of paella on this plate.

'that'll do yeah'

the conversation was stilted at first, creating a rather stiff atmosphere between the two of you as you finished up your food, the music proving to only heighten this - until your current favourite song, Brani Maniguá by Ibrahim Ferrer came on, upon which you quickly recognised with the distinct violin melody at the start.

'i love this song' you spoke out, lifting your eyes to meet his, which were already trained on you.

damon brought his elbows up, resting them on the table before interlocking his fingers and suspending his chin on his hands above his now empty plate. 'good taste' his eyebrows raised. he was clearly impressed.

you didn't respond, you simply ducked your head at his compliment until a sudden urge of confidence came over you. 'do you dance?' you lifted yourself off the chair apprehensively, pressing your palms onto the table as you did so as damon's eyes darted down towards your long fingers, before lifting back up and meeting yours.

'do i dance?' his hands slipped onto his lap, his posture now slumped in the wooden chair and his eyes followed you, progressing your way over to him.

you offered a dainty hand, upon which he took but slighted tugged towards him. his charming smirk was all you could seem to take note of.

you took this opportunity to straddle him, damon's legs pushing against the floor for the chair to slide back in order for you to have room to mount him.

your arms rested over his shoulder as you swung a leg over his crotch, his tender hand resting on your thigh as you lowered yourself onto him.

'yes, i dance' he hushed, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before caressing your innocent cheek.

'show me then'

he gently bucked his crotch up into yours, the strained denim pressing firmly against your legging-clad thigh before pulling the back of your neck towards him for you to share a brief kiss.

he pulled away, running his palm up the sides of your thigh until the reached under your oversized hoodie, which, to his surprise, had nothing beneath it.

his lustful eyes lifted upon this realisation, with his mouth brackets reappearing yet again. 'so you come to my house...' his delicate hand drifted further up your torso 'to babysit my daughter...' you began to tremble under his touch, the hairs on your arms perking up 'with a hoodie that appears to have nothing beneath it?' his fingers finally reached your nipple, gently tracing over the sensitive skin.

'it's comfier' you responded shakily.

'is it comfier?' he paused 'or is it just naughty?'

he began to kneed your nipples between his calloused fingers, placing kisses upon your neck as his hips bucked into you some more. 'hmm?' he hummed against your neck, his light stubble slightly scratching your skin.

'i-i don't know' you ran your fingers through the back of his mop, firmly pressing your groin into him with desperation.

'i think you're just naughty' he followed up, beginning to lift himself from his chair with yourself wrapped around his waist. he moved his plate out of the way before gently placing you down onto the table, his thumb slipping into the band of your leggings 'what do you think?'.

'y-yes. i'm naughty'

he chuckled incredulously before diverting his eyes towards his thumb that looped under your waistband 'i was actually referring to this...but i like your honesty' he pressed his grinning lips against yours.

'so?'

'i think..yes' you grinned, pulling him in again for a further embrace.

his fingers dug deeper into your soaking knickers, before dipping into your pool briefly - your mouth opening against his at the sensation.

—-

'fuck- fuck damon wait i completely forg-' your statement was muffled by his hand covering your mouth, his other hand clenched around your neck as he pounded into you some more.

'save it' he said, smirking down at you as you felt his hold around your neck tighten to the point that you struggled to breathe - proving to be the best technique for the most amazing orgasm.

your cries were silenced by his large hand as your orgasm flushed through you. he lent over to remove his hand in order to place his dry lips onto yours, muffling your screams some more.

'wanna finish me off?' his eyes lit up between the kiss, his mouth curling at the thought of your reddening lips around his aching tip.

you nodded meekly, slipping your bottom off the edge of the table and down onto your knees, placing the base of his cock in your trembling palm.

you pumped up and down a few times, his fingers laced within your locks before he pressured your head towards where he needed it. 'c'mon now. make me cum, luv'

your lips opened around the tip of his throbbing length, before you began to bob your head forwards and backwards, twisting your hand around his base (the area you couldn't quite reach with just your mouth).

'nearly there, baby, nearly there' his voice was even deeper, the vibrations from his throat travelling all the way down towards his thigh - upon which your palm was firmly holding.

'fuckk-'

you glared up at him through innocent eyes, continuing to pump him with an open mouth before he came all over your tongue.

utterly lost in the moment, you both failed to hear the approach of the reason you were here in the first place.

'daddy?’ a voice came from behind. ‘i didn't get my kiss goodnight’.

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