A Series of Unfortunate Attempts (ao3)
Moxxie
“So, your highness, hypothetically speaking, if someone wanted to propose to you—uh, how would one do so?”
“Why, I thought you and Millie were happily married!”
“Wha—No! It’s not like that—I’m not…oh, crumbs.”
Millie
“Your highness, didja watch the episode last week? Wasn’t the proposal scene soooooo romantic?”
“Heh, I suppose it was.”
“So cutting out your enemy’s heart as a gift is something that’s to your liking?”
“Hmm, that’s an interesting question…Oh, Millie, do you want this man catcher? Someone tried to use it on me today and I kept it because I thought you might appreciate it.”
“Oh my gosh! That’s so sweet! Thank you, your highness!”
Loona
You received a message from an unknown number
Loona: Dude how do you want to get hitched
Stolas: Preferably with silk ropes.
Loona: yea no im not doing this
Fizzarolli
“Do you think I’m taking this too far?”
“What? Nah, he’s totally freaking out right now. It’s fucking hilarious.”
“...do you have videos?”
“Boy, do I!”
Blitzø
“Alright, bird, fuck this shit, you and me, we’re getting fucking married and if you say no I’ll jump off this tower right now but please don’t because I spent a shitload on this ring so if I break anything I can’t go to the hospital and I’ll just be a mess literally and mentally—and super broke too—oh fuck you why aren’t you saying anything—”
“Sorry. I’m just, I’m just so happy. Oh dear, it’s…how odd is it to be this happy…”
“That’s not an answer.”
“I wasn’t asked a question.”
“Ugh fuck off—you know what I want to say—”
“Do I?”
“I tried to get everyone to find out how you like this done—”
“Oh, did you? I didn’t realize.”
“Shut up. Not my fault they don’t know jack shit about how to be sneaky. You won’t even throw them a bone, or maybe you never think about this…”
“I think about this all the time.”
“...and you never pop the question yourself because?”
“I was afraid, well, I didn’t want to make you feel trapped, or—put pressure on you. It might be too much and…”
“And I’ll leave?”
“And you’ll leave.”
“Ha, good luck with that, birdbrain. I’m sticking around. I’m sticking to you.”
“I would like to be stuck to you.”
“Come here so I can put this ring on you.”
“Hmm, no.”
“Ugh, fine! Will you marry me, for fuck’s sake?”
“Yes.”
“Get over here.”
“Yes, yes, yes…”
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i'm here - joey lynch x reader
pairing: joey lynch x fem!reader
warnings: flufffffff, swearing + a lil angst
a/n: BELLE BELLE BELLE DO YOU SEE ME?? IM WRITING JOEY LYNCH FICS FOR YOU!! LOVE YOU POOKIE <33 (i've kept this surprisingly spoiler free as well!!) also pls ignore my delusional ass over here writing fics late at night-
joey lynch is a protector.
its his way of being. he's been that way all his life. constantly looking after his siblings when their parents couldn't.
so you take it upon yourself to be joey's protector - much to his disgruntlement.
so when you find the space next to you on your bed empty and cold. you know he's having nightmares again.
fighting with your very sleepy brain - which should shut up by the way - you roll out of bed, wrap a discarded blanket from your shrek movie marathon earlier and go in search for joey.
the nightmares aren't a regular thing - not anymore at least, that you are very grateful for - but when they do plague joey he falls into the downward spiral of think he's not good enough for you. which of course is absolute nonsense.
pulling the blanket tighter around you, you slip out through the balcony door and out into the crisp night where a shirtless and haunted looking joe sits with his head in his hands on a half broken chair - curtsey of the hotel you were staying in.
"hey you," you say softly approaching him. you're eyes definitely don't stray down to his bare chest... not at allllll.
joey's head snaps up, noticing you for the first time. "hey, what are you doing out here? go back to bed baby."
shaking your head you determinedly open the blanket and wrap it around him wincing at the coldness of his skin. how long has he been out here?
"nahh, if you're out here so am i."
joey already knowing that there is no point in arguing with you, stands up and picks you up bridal style, blanket and all bringing you back inside and gently places you back on your bed before closing the door again.
he busies himself fixing the duvet cover and pillows on the bed ignoring the knowing looks you're sending him.
"joe."
he looks at you. "y/n."
"do you want to talk about it?"
"no."
"joe."
he's quiet for a bit probably contemplating what he should tell you.
"it was the same one." his voice is quiet, soft. you know joey doesn't like talking about these dreams so you don't push it. "but different this time." he takes a deep breath and looks at you with resigned eyes. "i lost you. cause of the... cause of the...."
"i know," you whisper. unwrapping yourself from the blanket, rounding the bed and coming to stand in front of the broken boy in front of you.
"but hey," your eyes fill with tears as you look at the defeated look in his eyes. he really believes that it could be true. he really believes that you would- could leave him. "i'm here. and i'm not going anywhere. joe- joe look at me." when he refuses you step closer between his legs and cup his face. "joseph lynch, you look at me."
joey's pained eyes meet yours and your heart breaks for him. for the amount of shit he's been through. for all the years he had no one to turn to. now he has you, and you have every intention of making sure that joey lynch is fucking loved and cared for.
"i love you. and it would take a very very very big group of people to take me away from you- even then don't get your hopes up because believe it or not joey there is something in my soul that is connected to yours and in every life time, every life time i will find you." you press a soft kiss to his forehead. "so don't even think for one second that i'm going to leave you. you're my joey. and i don't plan on giving you up. so im sorry but you're kinda stuck with me."
joey's eyes shine with barely restrained love as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in, squeezing your waist tightly.
"i love you baby," he whispers against your midriff. "so much."
running your hands through his blonde hair you press a kiss to his head, "love you too baby."
you stay that way for a while, joey wrapped tightly around you and you pressing soft kisses to his head until joey leans back taking you with him.
"joey!" you laugh toppling over on top of him.
"yes?" he hums as he adjusts you both so you're facing each other with your legs intertwined.
"nothing," you smile and press a kiss to the tip of his nose, his green eyes shining beautifully in the moonlight.
joey grins and pulls you closer by the waist pressing a soft, yearning kiss to your lips.
you both fall asleep to your hushed whispers in the dark, promises and loving kisses.
"love you baby..."
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a/n pt2: THE WAY I NEED ME SOME JOEY LYNCH IS UNFORGIVABLE sleep delusion reaaaally got to me at the end there- hope you liked it babes <33
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