#ralph x reader

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Dating them would include // DBH Headcanons

Authors note: I miss my DBH boys, what more can I say?

Characters: Connor, Markus, Hank, and Ralph

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️: Mentions of making out and mentions of Ralph getting a little too silly (aka having one of his anger outbursts)

🪙 Connor 🪙

-many, many, many, MANY forehead kisses

-Mans is like, 6ft, so chances are he might be taller than you and therefore would love to give you forehead kisses

-He especially likes to kiss you on the forehead as a way to say goodbye and hello

-Loves it when you kiss him along his jaw or neck. And when I say he loves it he LOVES IT

-Mix that with petting/massaging his scalp and watch him absolutely m e l t

-Love language is touch and I will die on that hill

-He loves any type of touch. Especially hugging you from behind or just anything that involves wrapping his arms around you

-He doesn’t mind cuddling but not for too long because he likes to move around

-Will brag about you when given the chance to literally anyone that listens

☮️ Markus ☮️

-Acts of Service. I will also die on this hill

-He looooves doing things for you, he doesn’t care if you can do them yourself

-If he’s taller than you he’ll deliberately put things on the top shelf just so you ask him to help you

-Definitely either carries you out of bed in the morning for breakfast or just brings the breakfast to you

-If you like doing things yourself tho, he’ll reluctantly back off and just give you encouraging words on whatever it is your doing

-Definitely an encouraging bf

-Whatever it is that you do, he’s your #1 fan the whole way

- Loves to play you some piano and if you’re interested in learning, he’ll teach you his favorite songs

-A little bit of a cuddle bug

-His favorite spot to cuddle you would definitely be in front of a fireplace, it’s just so serene

🐶 Hank 🐶

-He’s such a grump that admitting his love language would take a while

-Buut his love language I feel like would be words of affirmation

-I feel like this man just adores it whenever you compliment him or just praise him in anyway

-tries to hide the fact that he likes the praise fails miserably

-He’s. So. Awkward about it. By ‘it’ I mean everything

-Awkward about talking to you when he had a crush on you, awkward about showing affection once you two got together, ect.

-But once you two progress through the relationship, he gets more comfortable with you

-You knew he was completely comfortable with you when he pulled you to sit onto his lap

-Only does stuff like this when your both alone tho

-Mostly because he can get pretty handsy when you both are close like that

-Especially if your making out

-Not a huge fan of PDA so the most he would do is a quick peck on the cheek or a hand on the small of your back

🌿 Ralph 🌿

-One word. C l i n g y

-He just loves being around you. Once he got past the fear of meeting you for the first time, he just can’t seem to leave you alone

-Of course he’ll give you your space if you ask but if you don’t make any indication you want him to leave you alone. He won’t

-When you two are in private, he’s cuddling with you, sitting you on his lap (or vice versa), kissing you

-Or just chillin beside you, enjoying each others presence

-In public I feel like the most he’ll do is hold your hand or hug you

-He gets extremely flustered doing any other couple-y stuff in front of people

-Loooooves gifting you all types of plants

-And loves making flower bouquets for you whenever he gets the chance

-And if you get him a plant of some sort? He looks like he might explode from excitement

-He may have one of his outbursts every now and then but he always apologizes afterwards

-It’s really sweet seeing him try to get better at controlling his outbursts because he knows how they upset you

#detroit: become human #dbh markus #dbh connor #dbh ralph #hank anderson #dbh markus x reader #dbh connor x reader #dbh ralph x reader #hank anderson x reader #dbh headcanons #dbh fanfic #markus x reader #connor x reader #ralph x reader

[ilywrites]

Chest, Ass or Thighs?

A/n - Hi! This is what i think the DBH characters preference’s would be between your tits, ass or thighs. I know I said I wouldn’t write smut but I don’t exactly see this in that way? But if it is seen as suggestive or anything let me know!

Characters used - Connor, Gavin, Ralph, Markus.

Warnings - None!

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CONNOR

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• I think he would be a chest guy.

• Coming home from a long day at work, and lying down on your chest to relax.

• He would love it even more if you were to rake your hands through his hair, causing him to melt into you even more than he already has.

• If you tried to get up he would 100% tighten his arms around you.

“Connor, I need to make dinner.” You chuckle out at the man who’s practically glued to you right now. Eyes shut while taking deep and long breaths, letting out occasional sighs. (Do androids even breathe?)

“Dinner can wait, it isn’t that late.” He pauses “Actually. It is pretty late.” He says after opening his eyes to check the time. “I’ll order takeout for you, what would you like my love” He says after thinking over it and deciding he doesn’t want to get up and probably won’t for a while.

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GAVIN REED

• Gavin is an ass guy 100%

• No doubt in my mind he would pull some shit like smacking it as he walks by you.

• You could be standing in the kitchen making food and he’d walk past and SMACK. No matter how many times you spin around and hit him back he still laughs at your reaction and continues to do it.

• If you and him worked together you would be in the break room making coffee. Then all of a sudden fell someone smack the piss out of your ass.

• You would already know who it is from the howl of laughter because of your body’s reaction from the smack before you even turn around.

“Gavin you ass! I’ve told you to stop that!” You say spinning around and hitting his arm. He is laughing too much to care. “Oh come on babe, it’s funny!” He says still smiling slyly. “Plus you love it when I do it. You just haven’t admitted yet.” He says coyly while grabbing his drink and taking his leave.

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MARKUS

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• If I’m being honest I think he would be both a chest and thigh guy.

• Just the thought of laying on you, no matter what it is he is laying on, is so comforting to him.

• If you have stretch marks on your thighs he would be the kind of person to trace them and kiss them, especially if you’re insecure about them.

• He would come up to you and just lay down on your lap with a sigh, then wait for you to start brushing your hand on his face like you usually do.

• I can see him being pretty touch starved so any physical touch would do, plus the likes the way you look at him while he lays on you.

You hear the door open and see Markus come in with a tired look on his face. You look up from your phone and watch as he comes and sits next to you saying a quiet “Hi darling” With a kiss. You smile and kiss his cheek “Hi love, you okay?” You ask analyzing his expressions.

“Yeah, just exhausted from the past few weeks.” He says, he looks at your lap and slowly lays his head down onto it. You smile at him with loving eyes and begin to trace his features with gentle fingers. He sighs and relaxes, his face going from a tense and scrunched expression to a relaxed smile.

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RALPH

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• This man is a thigh person in and out and you can’t change my mind.

• He would LOVE to lay on your lap while you play with his hair after you’ve been at work all day.

• Or when he just needs a break and is feeling stressed, if you’re not busy he is laying on your thighs in an instant.

• I dont think he would only enjoy laying his head on them either, especially whenever he wants to feel safe and secure. I can see him loving when you allow him to sit in your lap and stay for as long as he wants.

Ralph walks around the quiet house making his way to your shared bedroom. He peaks in the room and sees you at your desk probably working on something. He slowly walks up to you and stops at your side “Can Ralph sit in your lap?” He asks rather bluntly.

You look up at him. “Oh! Yeah, Of course!” You say with a smile, pushing your chair out from the desk and spinning it towards him. He crawls into your lap, putting his head in the crook of your neck. You rub his back soothingly while you continue to do whatever you were doing. He melts under your touch and relaxes more and more, he loves moments like this.

#ralph dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #connor rk800 #gavin reed #dbh gavin #ralph x reader #connor x reader #gavin reed x reader #dbh #x reader #fluff #dbh connor x reader #dbh ralph #ralph dbh x reader

[the-milk-monarch]

Aquarium Date HCs for Connor and Ralph (separately) I love sea life so I love the idea of pointing out different fish to my fictional crushes :0 (maybe just date hcs in general tho??)

☣︎ hell yeah phish and first dbh ask 👏🙌 Sorry in case they're OOC or I got some fish trivia wrong. I'm not an expert lol btw I love to do the same, just with dog breeds ✌ I wanted to write general dating headcanons as well, but I didn't want the post to be too all over the place, so feel free to ask for more if you liked this rendition of the boys

【 AQUARIUM DATE 】 ☢︎ | gender-neutral reader ☢︎ | Detroit Become Human ☢︎ | Connor | Ralph

【 Connor 】

Since he used to be a working android and didn't have a lot free will while not being a deviant, Connor liked going out with you a lot.

He was never interested in fish, but when you mentioned going to the aquarium he was a bit curious.

"Hm, the aquarium? Yeah, I'd like to go." He said as he looked at you with attentiveness in his eyes.

You were excited to point out each and every fish to him, although you were a bit worried Connor would be able to just- search the internet and get to know everything about them from the start.

He was a grade A android and detective after all.

You hoped he wouldn't get bored of you rambling about it.

As you arrived to the fancy building, Connor took notice of the big glass tunnel.

He didn't comment anything, but you could see that he looked at the fish that swam above his head with curiosity

"That's a nurse shark." You pointed out with a slightly excited smile as you noticed the creature swim behind the glass. Connor looked the way you pointed, raising his brow with calm interest. "Ginglymostoma cirratum. The elasmobranch fish in the family Ginglymostomatidae." He came up with the info on the spot. He knew you were interested in the topic, so he wanted to impress and relate to you. You chuckled softly at his "knowledge" as you lightly punched him in the shoulder. "Hey- I'm supposed to be the fish expert here." You lightheartedly pointed out. "Right. Of course, tell me more then. I'd love to listen." He quickly let you take the scene. You smiled at his mindfulness. "This one's a pilchard. But more commonly known as, well, sardine. The same one you can buy at the market." You came up with more information as you observed Connor listening to you diligently. "It's interesting to actually see them swim in their natural habitat. At least, as natural as you can get." He mentioned lightheartedly. "Yeah. Like, people eat those." You said playfully, watching him smile at your comment.

Time went by quick as you pointed out a lot of fancy and regular fish that appeared near you, excited with each new one that showed on your radar.

Connor loved listening to you express yourself about the thing you were passionate about.

You previously had some worries about him getting bored while you were there, but he never shown a sign of annoyance.

But it couldn't be further from the truth, he was looking at you with never ending curiosity.

Time came for you to visit the touchpool.

"Can you actually touch the fish?" Connor looked at the pool, raising his brow calmly. You chuckled slightly. "Yes. That's what it's for. Go on. Touch the starfish." Connor looked at the water one more time before gently placing his hand inside. You could see the flow of emotions on his face as the invertebrate made contact with his cyberskin. It showed curiosity, then confusion, then a bit of- disgust? He took his hand out slowly, but you could see a bit of aversion in his movement. "Did you not like it?" You asked with a silly smile on your face. "It was- interesting. But i'd rather not touch it again." He commented with fake professionalism, trying to hide his distaste towards the feeling. It made you giggle. "Really? That bad? Aren't you used to touching dead bodies and stuff?" You asked amused. "I am. But that's different. Somehow, this creature seems to- somehow get me. In a bad way." He explained. The fact that Connor, the android who was used to far much worse things than you could survive through, was disgusted by the little starfish made you giggle. "Alright, you don't gotta touch it. But I'll tell you some interesting facts about it instead." You suggested, smiling at him. "Yeah, that sounds good." The corners of his lips turned up as he reciprocated the calm smile.

Connor spent rest of the day with you talking his ear off, but he didn't mind in the slightest, and even asked you for elaboration and more facts on some fish he found interesting with.

He reminisces the trip with you there very fondly, although he gets a bit annoyed when you sometimes tease him about the starfish incident.

In a lighthearted way of course.

【 Ralph 】

He was a bit hesitant to go somewhere where there's a lot of people at first.

His fear of humans still persisted, but it was greatly lessened when he got you in your life.

Although he's still shy and a bit anxious in public.

Nonetheless, when you told him what an aquarium is, he was a bit curious.

You reassured him that if anything happens, you will leave.

He nodded a bit unsure, but he trusted you'd make the right call, so he agreed.

He was very fidgety and anxious at first, but his demeanor changed once he saw the colorful creatures.

Ralph was never in a place with so many different kinds of fish before!

He was probably even more excited than you when he got into the zone.

You tried to pick the rooms with less or zero people around so Ralph would feel more comfortable.

But after he got mesmerized by the fishies, his fear was kinda skimmed over.

He did get scared by a moray eel though.

"Ralph does not like that fish!" He pointed out, upset at the scary monster behind the glass. You laughed softly. "It's a moray eel." "Ralph does not like moray eels." He repeated with a frown, although he was still slightly curious about it. In like a car-crash type of way. You looked around the tank, wanting to find some "nicer" fish to show him. "How about this one?" You pointed out at the sea horse. He looked at it with interest, tilting his head a little, which you thought was very adorable. "Hm... Ralph likes this one better." He said with conviction with made you chuckle slightly. "The males actually carry the eggs." You came up with a random trivia about them. It was actually a decently known fact about them, but Ralph being Ralph obviously didn't know it. "Huh?" He tilted his head once more. "It's to ensure their survival. Both mom and dad work together." You pointed out some more nerdy facts with a smile as you observed his reaction. "Hm... Ralph thinks the seahorses are nice." He came up to the glass, putting his hands on it to get a better view. "And interesting!"

After he got a bit more comfortable being t the aquarium, he would run around the place, following the fishes that swam above his head in the tunnel and ask you about them.

"What's that fish called? And that? And those small ones? Oh, what about that big one!" He pointed out lots of different types, making you a bit lost with answering as his questions were so quickly coming.

He's the type to just- poke the glass.

He's curious, you can't blame him.

He'll stop if you tell him to, though.

If there's a petting pool he must see it.

Tell him how to interact with it beforehand though, as he might get a bit- rough with his touches.

"Ralph put that stingray down!" You were horrified when you noticed him holding the poor creature by the tail. He flinched and dropped it back into the water. "Ralph is sorry- Ralph was just curious-" He said apologetically, putting hands closer to his chest in a nervous manner. "It's- It's okay Ralph, you can try just- petting it. Like that." You reached out your hand to touch the stingray that was swimming by. Ralph looked at you and tried to do the same. "O-okay, Ralph will try." He giggled when his sensors felt the skin of the animal brush against his fingers.

You didn't know what to expect at the aquarium, whether Ralph would like it at all, but you were positively surprised when he wanted to stick around more, even after the workers told you it's gonna close soon.

Overall, he was very excited, and wouldn't mind going there again.

Please tell him more fish facts at home.

#dbh x reader #detroit become human x reader #detroit: become human #headcanon #x reader #dbh ralph #dbh connor #dbh connor x reader #dbh ralph x reader #connor x reader #ralph x reader #imagine #request #ask #gender neutral reader #gn reader #gn!reader

[vampcubus]

your ralph headcannons are my kryptonite, i love them so much. Could you do kiss head cannons with ralph or connor? pretty please !

a/n: why not… BOTH. on my knees begging for forgiveness it’s been months I’m so sorry, I hope this is adequate!

also if y’all want more dbh characters for this prompt I’m game 👀 just ask

KISS HCS | ralph & connor

Ralph (WR600)

— a shy but enthusiastic kisser! the very first time you kiss him you think you did something wrong because he immediately starts to cry, but it’s happy tears I promise! You must forgive Ralph, he’s so easily overwhelmed by emotion.

— While Ralph definitely isn’t shy about asking for kisses after he’s grown used to it, he’s still the type to stare at your lips and get all flustered when you catch him looking. You can only grin and lean in extra close, lips a hair away from his before you ask him if he perhaps 👉👈 wants a kiss. And he always shudders, before muttering a “yes please.”

— honestly way too fucking cute, always gets what he wants from you- often with just a pitiful look.

— His favorite way to kiss you is softly, slowly, and sickeningly sweetly. The kind you pull away from and just stare at each other afterwards with that lovesick puppy look.

— Ralph will actually sob if you kiss over his scars.

— Kisses are 100% a part of his routine, a kiss hello and a kiss goodbye at the very least, and if you forget he will chase you out the door for his kiss he don’t play.

— And if you haven’t been smooching him as often he will overthink and assume he’s surely done something wrong to not deserve them. Imagine your surprise when you come home and he’s throwing himself at you, sobbing and begging you to tell him what he’s done wrong. And you cup his coolant-stained face and ask him what could possibly make him think you’re upset with him, he says “W-well you didn’t kiss me goodbye today and-“

— Please don’t skimp on smooches please he’s sensitive.

Connor (RK800)

— Connor might be a little obsessed with kissing, and you absolutely tease him about it.

— and he always says the most endearing shit in response like “I like kissing you 🥺” which is reason enough to marry this man on sight.

— The first time you kissed Connor you thought you broke him, because he was so still and just stared when you pulled away, as if in a trance. As if you’d just changed his whole world— and you did! His hands catch your face before it strays too far and his lips are on yours again. You don’t remember how long you spent on the roof kissing him in the pouring rain but you remember how breathless you felt walking back to your apartment that night, lips bruised and tingling.

— Your favorite part about kissing Connor has to be the longing look he gives you every time you pull away, more often than not his lips chase yours and drag you back into a vicious cycle of sharing spit in places you absolutely SHOULDN’T be sucking face. You’ve been told to get a room by Hank at too many crime scenes.

— You were never big on PDA before entering a relationship with Connor, but the android had a way of drawing you in and getting you into trouble way too easily. Too often you didn’t even remember who leaned in first, or what you were doing before he was sighing into your mouth and smiling against your lips.

— Connor is a big fan of tongue-kissing too, he really can’t help it. Mans is obsessed with tasting you. His tongue is a strange texture but it’s hardly a deterrent when you’ve got him pressed between your warm body and the wall of an alley and his hands are everywhere. Lightly tug his bottom lip between your teeth and he’s lost to the world, groaning out loud. It drives him crazy.

— He’s definitely partial to kissing your lips, but he’ll leave soft kisses to your forehead or the back of your shoulder when he passes by. Doesn’t realize he does it most of the time.

#dbh x reader #connor x reader #connor rk800 x reader #ralph dbh x reader #ralph x reader #ralph wr600 x reader #wr600 x reader #rk800 x reader #connor dbh x reader #dbh Headcanons #connor rk800 #ralph wr600 #detroit become human x reader #dbh ralph x reader #dbh connor x reader

[rehfan]

The Hat Shop Girl - Masterlist

Inexperienced!Ralph Penbury X Fem!Reader/AFAB!Reader

Summary: You were working as a clerk in a hat shop when Ralph Penbury walked into your life. Nothing was ever the same.

Tags: meet-cute, eventual smut, slow build, angst with a happy ending, class differences, fantasizing, implied/referenced drug use, non-consensual touching, sexual inexperience, first kiss, kissing, first French kiss, neck kissing, sexual education, angst, emotional hurt, handjob, vaginal fingering, nipple play, vaginal sex, PIV sex, first time, blow job, cream pie, fluff and smut, anal play, rimming, cunnilingus

Warnings: 18+ and over only please. Eventual smutty smut - NOT for children! Non-consensual touching, implied/referenced drug use.

PLEASE DO NOT POST MY WORK TO ANY OTHER SITE. MY WORK IS MINE. PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

Chapter 1: The Boy with the Sunshine Smile

Chapter 2: The Whirlwind Twins

Chapter 3: Getting to Know You

Chapter 4: The Snowball Party

Chapter 5: Spoiled Sardines

Chapter 6: Making Whoopie 101

Chapter 7: The Flower Shop Girl

Chapter 8: Une Interruption du Noblesse Oblige

Chapter 9: Lessons In Botany

Chapter 10: One Last Party

Epilogue

#fanfic #writing #joseph quinn #joe quinn #ralph penbury #ralph timewasters #ralph x reader #the hat shop girl #thsg #masterlist #the hat shop girl masterlist

[no-mercy-bby]

Would love to request an x reader with Ralph during their wedding. I know that boy would have tap shoes on at the reception lol

OMIGOSH YEAH HE WOULD

[Marriage, fluff, not proofread: it's 1 am people]

Please

The ceremony had just finished. Your dark colored lipstick was still smudged across Ralph's grinning lips as he led you out of the church.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look today, darling?" Ralph drawls flirtatiously after exiting the church while leaning in towards you. You giggle softly, and turn your face towards him as you readjust your hold on his arm.

"You might have mentioned it, love." You smile brightly at him, as you squeeze his arm closer to yourself. The air had started to cool, and the wind was starting to pick up, causing your long veil to swirl a dance behind you. Making a noise of surprise, you reach back with your free hand to grab a handful of the flowing white fabric to keep it flying off of your head; despite all the pins that were supposed to be securing it down.

"Here let me, my love." Ralph murmurs, his fingers already carefully plucking hair pins from your hair. Ralph's tongue pokes out the corner of his mouth as he concentrates, and you can't help but admire him.

"There, we needn't worry anymore about your veil running away." Ralph jests, pecking your forehead with a tender kiss as he bundles up said veil under his arm.

"Thank you," You bite back your grin at his doting nature, affectionately brushing your nose against his, "My husband."

Ralph's cheeks turn rosy as his warm eyes gaze into yours, and his free hand moves to hold yours.

"My wife," Ralph charms with a grin you could only describe as lovesick before chastely kissing you sweetly, " Let's go, shall we?"

"We shall." You hum agreeably, then Ralph leads you across the street to the restaurant that was reserved for your reception.

It was then after he held the door open to the restaurant that you were finally able to sigh out your nerves. Not that you were nervous about marrying Ralph of course, but rather that having over a hundred of both of your families and closest friends witness you swept up in a rather passionate kiss. It was all water under the bridge now, seeing as your wedding cake was almost taller than you.

"Come on, darling." Ralph chuckles quietly, pulling on you down the narrow hall which lead to the kitchen but also the powder room.

It was there you both had stashed a few of your belongings in the cupboard under the sink. You swapped out your short heels for a more suitable pair of flats, considering dancing all night in heels would certainly lead to aches. The clutch with your makeup was also there, since you had placed it there beforehand, and you take a few moments or maybe minutes to freshen up your makeup. When you reapply your lipstick you remember how it was still smudged across Ralph's lips earlier, so you grab a water cloth and carefully soak some water into it.

Turning to Ralph at your side, you notice he was kneeling as he tied his shoes, but not the ones he was wearing during your wedding ceremony.

"My love," You start but you can't help not smiling as Ralph stands up, familiar tapping noise and all," Are you wearing a new pair of tap shoes?"

"Yes! It's the big day, innit? When I saw them it made me think of when we first met, so I had to have them darling." Ralph's fondness for you had poured into his voice like honey, and you don't even try to stop yourself as you kiss him lovingly.

Ralph's grin oozes off lips and onto yours as you both move your lips in a rather heated tango. His hand travels to cradle the back of you neck, his thumbs caressing the edge of your jaw, pulling you closer and closer still. When you both part fractionally to greedily inhale air, you admire the sight of Ralph's lips now more smudged with your dark lipstick.

"Mmm, you've got a little something here," You hum as you eye his lips before quickly catching them with your own," And here..."

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Wedding cake my beloved

#ralph timewasters x reader #ralph timewasters #ralph x reader #timewasters #joseph quinn x reader #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn imagine #mmm i hate tagging these #i wrote da #i feel like this one is real bad so sorry

[luv4fandoms]

At Last-Ralph x FReader (ch 1)

So I haven't written in over a year lol, and this was SUPPOSE to be a one-shot, but I started writing and got in the groove again sooooo...it became a chapter story! Lol. Hoping to get a chapter out every Friday til the story is finished that way I can balance it with running my Etsy shop and all 😊.

Summery: After you and your friends are transported back to the 1920's by a time machine elevator, you embark on an adventure, and that adventure leads to a beautiful man.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Pairing: Ralph x Reader

Words: 3,328

Warnings: Ralph being a cutie, also some possible trigger words for some, I do apologize, I was simply quoting the show and they were used.

I also have a Ko-Fi 😊

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩��𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

"At last, my love has come along

My lonely days are over

And life is like a song"

"So…Just to recap so that I know I am not losing my mind here….We actually just followed a homeless man into an elevator"

"Yeah"

"That was actually a time machine"

"Yeah"

"That actually took us back to the 1920's"

"Yeah"

"How do you know it's the 20's?"

"Which box do we check first, the cars? The hair? The fashion?"

"1920's London"

"Not exactly what I signed up for when I decided to vacation from America" you sighed, looking around the cobblestone road. Somehow, because you still couldn't wrap your head around a time machine elevator, you and your four friends had landed yourselves in London…In the 1920's. Horace and Jason were looking around please, for different reasons, Horace in amusement and Jason at all the women. Nick looked like he was about to have an aneurysm, while you and Lauren sat back and took in your situation. You would be lying if you said that this whole thing was at least somewhat exciting, odd and unbelievable, but exciting. You had decided to visit your friends over the summer, having met Lauren online some years ago when you were in a Facebook group for "Things to do when in London", since you were hoping to visit that following year. Lauren and you struck up a fast friendship over music, and soon found you had a lot of similar interests. 

"Alright, let's just stick together and avoid any

plantations." Nick said after a moment.

"Imagine all the things we could do." Horace said with a smile 

"Invest in stocks and shares and get filthy rich in the present day." Lauren replied with a mischievous smile back.

"I was gonna say burn a witch, but we could do that." Horace replied

"...Now I suddenly don't feel safe" You replied, causing Horace to turn to you.

"Can trace my ancestors back to Salem remember" you laughed, causing his eyes to widen.

"Right! No, sorry, no witch burning" he backtracked, causing you to laugh more.

"It doesn't matter what time we're in, any time before the mid-'80s isn't good for black people." Nick stressed

"You have a point" You stated

"Bruv, how can you not wanna explore? We owe it to ourselves! People like us never

get to time travel. It's what white people do,

like skiing, or brunch." Jason replied,

"Anyone got a fiver? I'm gonna buy a house." Lauren laughed as you all made your way onto the streets.

"Look at you perving at all the ye olde ladies." She teased Jason.

"I'm just appreciating when women dressed like women, and not like twelve-year-old schoolboys." He told her, earning a punch in the arm. 

"I wouldn't call you eyeing every woman as simply appreciating" you laughed. Noticing a woman staring at Lauren before muttering.

"That reminds me, I must buy some black pudding."

"Would it mess with the future if I smacked that woman in the face right now?" Lauren asked, causing everyone to snicker but bringing up a very good question, what would happen to the future, your timelines, by you simply existing in the 20's?

"No, seriously, she's right. Time, space, ripple

effects and all that. What would happen?" Nick asked, causing Horace to reach into his pocket.

"Homeless Pete gave me some rules. Um 1, Don't kill anyone." 

"That's not even specific to time travel." Nick muttered

"Don't impregnate, get impregnated. Don't touch any animals."

"Awe there goes your fun Jason" you teased.

"Have fun and try to blend in." Horace finished

"Try to blend in?" You asked

"Am I the only one noticing that?" Nick pointed behind you, you all turned and noticed a large crowd of white people gathered to stare…ah…yeah…people of color were not as common in these times indeed.

"Why are we in a suit shop?"

"Because I didn't see a Foot Locker."

You noticed the man behind the desk look up from his magazine as you all walked in before suddenly looking very scared.

"Good afternoon" he said nervously

"How may I eat you-, help you?" He quickly corrected himself, his eyes landing on you.

"Hello sir, my friends would like suits please"

"Y-Yes of course, I'll just go eat the-Get the manager" he nervously smiled before escaping to the backroom.

"She's alright." You heard Jason say as you leaned over the counter to see the magazine the man had been looking at…Ah cannibals…that explains the oddness.

"Going by the day's events, don't you think you have enough girlfriends?" Nick asked

"Alright, then you go talk to her."

"Well, obviously I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because she's about 90 years older than me."

"What?"

"Yes, I could go outside,and yes, I could chat her up. But what if I fell for her, and she for I?

And we had this whirlwind love affair where we couldn't be without one another.

And at the peak of everything, she decides to come back with me to the 21st century. But as we return to the present day, I'd turn to her only to see that she'd become the age she would be in that time. And I would have the girl of my dreams as an old woman, dying in my arms." Nick concluded. 

"Ahh Nick, always the romantic" you snickered

"Bruv, I just said to get her phone number." Jason replied just as a new voice spoke up.

"Ahem!" 

Spinning around you suddenly felt like the air got knocked out of you as you looked toward the new people in the small shop.

'Oh…Oh'

"Hello" they spoke at the same time, and you could hear Horace say something along the lines of 

"Hail thee, good morrow,how doth thou?" Behind you, but he sounded so far away, everything did, it was like everything suddenly blurred into nothing until there was just him. He wore a cream colored suit and a boater hat, a simple enough outfit for the time but that wasn't what caught your attention, his eyes, the way his smile made them sparkle as he excitedly told the woman beside him to ask them, before prompting her again, causing her to quickly snap at him and his smile fell, and you watched his eyes dull a bit, the sight making your heart clench.

'Don't look sad please,never look sad'

"Ask us what?"

"We were just wondering-" He started but again was cut off by the woman, you could feel yourself beginning to get annoyed at her as you watched his eyes dull even further.

"Yes, Ralph!..Are you a jazz band?"

"What makes you think we're a jazz band?" Lauren asked, and you watched his eyes move over to her, eyeing her up and down and you felt your chest ache…So…Even in a different time nothing changes. Your eyes drift away from him, everything coming into focus again as Nick and the woman talked.

"Quartet."

"Well, four (five) coloured chaps in London. What else could you be?" She replied

"You're also carrying instruments." He added

"Oh, so you are." She smiled, looking at their hands and glancing at you.

"Now call it fate, but Ralph and I are hosting a sick-makingly glorious birthday party." She smiled excitedly, something about this woman gave you a headache already, but at least now you knew his name was Ralph…It suited him.

"We're twins.Non-identical." he stated, as if the non-identical needed to be added you thought, finding yourself smiling a bit. 

"I was born first." She added

"So Victoria and I are having

a party-" he started again, only to get cut off once more, and by how he slowly sank back you knew this happened often…Too often.

"Yes, Ralph!...And daddy promised us a Negro jazz band."

"You really shouldn't use that word." Lauren added.

"Oh, sorry. A Negro jazz quartet. Quite a shame, the band we hired cancelled.

"One of the poor fellows got polio." They laughed, causing you all to kind of look at one another.

"Typical, isn't it? All bad things seem to happen to me." She pouted

"How much we talking?" Lauren asked

"You'll be paid fabulously"

"So please, please, please say you're a jazz quartet!"

"We are a jazz quartet."

"Sorry, we'd love to but unfortunately we've got to get home." Nick started but Lauren jumped in

"We'll be there."

"Wondrous!"

"It is rather a formal affair."

"Yes, so no curious native trousers or, um, spongy foot sheaths."

"I can't wait!"

"Please don't let us down, otherwise Ralph and I will howl with shame and take our lives in a tragic double suicide." She stated, causing everyone to let out a nervous laugh, except they weren't laughing…before a simple.

"See you chaps later!" And just like that, they were gone. You watched them through the window, watched as he retreated with his sister, his excitement visible if only for a moment before she dampened it again.

"All I'm saying is that when people time travel, it's to prevent a natural disaster or to save mankind from extinction.Not to perform as a

'Negro jazz quartet'" Nick ranted after everyone left the shop with their new suits, you excluded. You looked around after you all stopped in the street, everyone ranting about how Nick wanted a paid gig and now they have one, Nick ranting about how everyone needed to get home and he was going to go back and find the lift to get us out of there. In the end Nick left on his own, leaving the four of you in the streets. 

"Right so do we just have a look around then?" Horace asked.

"You can go ahead, I'm going to look in some shops, still need to find some clothes" you replied, thumbing towards some more shops.

"Oh right!" Horace started but Lauren cut in 

"Why don't you lot go on ahead, we'll meet you at the gig" she stated, before walking with you towards the shops. The first two shops you both quickly walk out of after looking at the price tags. Yes you had some money but not that much. The 3rd shop was a bit cheaper, it was a bit of a thrift store in a way, returns from other shops that maybe had lost a few beads or had been repaired hung on the walls. 

"So…You trying to look your best tonight?" Lauren asked while you looked at the dresses.

"Just looking to blend in I suppose" you shrugged, watching as she nodded but continued to stare at you from the corner of her eye.

"So you wouldn't be looking for somethin' to catch his eye?" She asked after a moment, causing your head to whip in her direction.

"W-what?" You asked, trying to keep your voice low and even.

"Come off it, I saw the way you stared at what's his name…Ralph, back there. Looked like a deer in the headlights, if the deer was also in love with the car" she smirked before adding.

"Also pretty sure I heard you gasp when you first turned around"

"I….I don't know what you're going on about, I had no such look" you stated, going back to the dress.

"Oh really?" 

"Really" 

"Cause it looked to me like-"

"He had his eye on someone else anyways, now can we please drop it?" You sighed, grabbing a dress and heading to the changing room. Lauren watched you walk away, confused by your reaction, she was only teasing in her own sort of way, but the way you acted…she felt like she was opening an old wound. When you emerged again you were dripping in black and gold, a beaded headpiece around your (h/c) locks and a faux pearl bracelet around your wrist. Mary Janes adored your feet and as you looked at yourself in the mirror you truly felt like you were living your Great Gatsby fantasy.

"Whoa" Lauren said behind you.

"Good Whoa or Bad Whoa?" You asked, teeth worrying your bottom lip.

"Good Whoa" she smiled, causing you to sigh, before you grabbed your bag that was now filled with your old clothes and walked to the cashier, handing her the money, very glad you had exchanged your Dollars for Pounds. 

After shopping the two of you met up with Horace and Jason again, walking around the town for a bit before heading to the party. A party that you were both looking forward to and dreading. Once there you were shocked by the amount of people already there, and the amount of alcohol. You watched as the three of your friends drank from the bottle, you yourself sipping from your cup, before Jason noticed something, tapping Lauren on the arm.

"Someone's got an admirer." He nodded towards a table, you all looked over and noticed Ralph, his eyes raking over Lauren as he smiled at her.

"I'm guessing he's gonna be pretty pissed off when he finds out you're a girl." Jason joked

"Yeah, well I'm guessing Victoria's gonna be pretty pissed when she finds out you're a girl." Lauren replied, her eyes looking over to find you, your front facing the bar, your back to Ralph as you drank your drink. She looked back at Ralph, noticing that his eyes were on you, eyebrows furrowed before he caught her gaze, smiling again. The rest of the night was a whirlwind, first there was trying to stall hoping Nick would show up, then Jason almost started up with how it was now a Trio, the Wu-tang clan, before Nick actually showed up and they played their asses off. You couldn't help but actually enjoy yourself, the alcohol in your system mixing with the good music made it easier as you danced with random men and women. But all nights had to come to an end, and so soon while you were gathering round with your friends and smiling, Victoria and Ralph appeared.

"Such a giddy-making delight of a night, all thanks to you gentlemen." She smiled, before looking at the boys.

"Now, who would like a dance with the birthday girl?" She asked, Horace started to raise his hand before Jason pushed it down.

"I thought you'd never ask." He smiled and left with her. 

"And what about the birthday boy?" Ralph asked, and your eyes met Lauren's.

"Oh, I'm not-" Horace started but Ralph cut him off.

"Oh no, I was talking to that-,This one-, particular one of you." He gestured to Lauren before asking her directly.

"Would you?" She looked over at you once more, unsure of what to do, and noticed Ralph turn his head to look at you as well, seemingly following Lauren's gaze. You smiled, hoping it was a happy and reassuring smile, but the look on her face said that the disappointment showed through. But she still sighed, looked at Ralph and nodded.

"Yeah, go on then". You watched them head to the dance floor, Ralph looking especially excited while Lauren looked uneasy.

"Oi, you alright?" Horace asked, looking over at you.

"Me? On yeah I'm fine" you waved him off, going back to your drink.

"You sure, you look….sad" 

"No I'm fine, just a bit tired is all" you lied, and from the look on his face, he didn't buy it.

"Right come on then" he stated, putting your drink down and grabbing your hand.

"Excuse you sir" you laughed.

"Nope, don't even try it, no friend of mine is going to be looking like the girl who didn't get asked to prom" he smiled, you knew his comment was supposed to cheer you up but he didn't have to hit home like that.

"Thank you?" You questioned as the two of you started dancing. 

You couldn't help the glances over to Lauren and Ralph, glances you thought were sneaky…guess you thought wrong"

"You fancy him?"

"What?" 

"You do" Horace smiled

"I don't know what you're talking about" you stated, slightly glaring at your friend.

"You find him proper fit yeah?" 

"Horace please" you begged

"I'm not gonna tell, everyone has their types" he smiled.

"His is Lauren" you muttered, but he was close enough to catch it.

"So that's what's got you so down" he spoke, making you look at him.

"Don't let one fish ruin the sea for you"

"It isn't just one fish though" you sighed, jumping slightly when Lauren's voice was beside you.

"Why don't we switch partners, make the evening even more fun" she smiled an uneasy smile at you, Ralph behind her looking confused as she took your hands from Horace and replaced them with her own, both of them trying not to grimace at the weird action for them both. 

"Oh..um.." you stood, mouth opening and closing as they danced away, you slowly turned and were met with those same eyes that made your entire world melt away just this morning.

"Shall we then?" He asked after a moment.

"Oh..yes…sure" you gave a shy smile, placing one hand on his shoulder and holding his other, your breath catching in your throat when his hand rested on your waist. The two of you slowly swayed to the music, your eyes darting between his gaze and anywhere else, afraid if you stared too long you may get lost in those brown puppy dog eyes. It really should have been illegal for someone to look this beautiful. But a distinct tapping sound brought you out of your thoughts and as you slowly identified the sound you couldn't help the giggle.

"Are you wearing tap shoes?"

"Yes, aren't they wizard!" He smiled excitedly, his eyes twinkling just as they had this morning. And you couldn't stop the smile that reached your lips at the sight.

"Very, if I knew tap shoes were allowed I would have brought some, they make dancing more fun" you laughed, causing him to smile even brighter at you. 

"Oh do they, tonight has been the best birthday" he replied, and you nodded, because it really had been a good night.

"I'm glad you had fun Ralphie, happy birthday" you smiled, and watched as his face slowly morphed from excited to shocked, making your smile drop to a confused expression.

"Ralphie?" He questioned, causing your eyes to go wide as you quickly tried to come up with something, how could you do that? How could you slip up and give him a nickname the day you met him?! And not just any nickname, but one that sounds like it would be said by a lover! You wracked your brain for something, completely missing the blush that had spread on his cheeks from the nickname as he replayed it again and again in his head.

'Ralphie…Ralphie' he loved the sound of it, or maybe he loved the sound of you saying it with such affection, his mind playing him small movies, you sitting next to him, his head in your lap as he played his ukulele, you smiling down at him, playing with his hair as he sung…You curled up in his arms as he read you his favorite book, both of you comfortable under his sheets before you would drift off for the night…You atop him…your dress slowly sliding off your shoulder, your head thrown back and mouth open as you repeated that name…his na-

"I'm so sorry, I forgot that some people don't like nicknames, I tend to give them without thinking, I really am sorry" you settled on your excuse, watching as he blinked repeatedly, seemingly coming out of his thoughts.

"That's um" he cleared his throat.

"That's quite alright, you just caught me unaware, I'm not used to being called such…simply Ralph" he replied, finally meeting your eyes again, and you noticed his pupils were a little blown. 

"Sorry, I'll just stick to Ralph" you tried to laugh it off but he quickly cut you off"

"I like Ralphie.

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[mediocre-quill-ink]

Pricks aren't just for plants

An: I needed a plant related sex joke. I'm sorry, that was the best I could come up with

Summary: Ralph is touch starved. After confessing his confusing and overwhelming needs, you help relieve the tension

Content: Ralph's first time, general smuttieness. Ending was a little rushed. No other warnings that I can think of

"Y/n?"

"Yes, Sweets?" I looked up to see Ralph, he was standing in the door frame fidgiting his hands, looking down. He seemed anxious, far more than usual. "Is everything alright?" He looked up at me before his eyes shooting back down to the floor. "Ralph would like t-to talk if that's alright." I set down my phone. "Of corse, honey. Sit down." I cooed. I felt alarmed. Ralph is a pretty anxious guy, more than most but I haven't seen him like this for a while. Something must be wrong.

He took a seat next to me, still fidgiting with his hands. "What's wrong?" I asked, tilting my head slightly. He seemed to tense at the question. "R-Ralph as been having some issues lately." He whispered, the faux lungs rising and falling in his plastic chest. My eye brows knit slightly. "What do you mean?" He quickly glanced around the room before continuing. "Ralph has been feeling..." his led swirled, seemingly trying to gather words before continuing, "uncomfortable, restless... empty?" I nodded softly, confusion continuing to manifest in me.

Now that I think about it for the past few weeks, Ralph has been acting stranger than usual. He's become more angry at the little things, minor inconveniences. He's also been, not strange, but... different when we're together. Longing stares, kisses made longer and longer, oftentimes when cuddling or watching TV together, he's been shifting around with discomfort a lot.

Oh my God

"Ralph, can you explain these feelings more to me?" I had a feeling i knew what was going on here, but i needed some clarification. He hesitated, his led swirling quickly, "at first, t-these feelings were more like background noise to Ralph, coming in here and there randomly. it was uncomfortable, but Ralph could handle it. But... the feelings kept growing more and more intense for him. And they wouldn't go away. They won't go away, and... Ralph doesn't know what to do." He finally made eye contact, he looked... desperate. I pressed my lips together and nodded, my heart thumped against my chest.

I felt bad for the guy, really I do but a part of me felt flattered.

"Do you know what triggers these emotions?" I whispered, I already had a feeling what he'd say, but a perverted part of me wanted to hear it. At that, Ralph tensed again. Thinking. Then, his Adam's Apple bobbed, "Ralph doesn't think you want to hear it." He shook his head in embarrassment. I carefully reached out to hold his hand. "Ralph, I need to know what triggers these emotions so I can help you." His shoulders rose in anxiety, trying to calm down. "These feelings get worse and worse when Ralph is around you. But- but it makes Ralph want to be around you more, and... Ralph is not sure why...." He looked down at his lap with shifting eyes, squeezing my hand.

I swallowed hard. My heart sunk at the pure confusion he showed. "Ralph?" I whispered quieter than before. "Yes?" He asked softly. "What do these emotions make you want?" His led began to spin between to yellow, a blue tent growing on his cheeks. "Ralph wants to feel..." There was a long pause, again trying to find the right words,"you." He finally confessed, a tense and breathy word. "Your warmth, softness. Cuddling won't help Ralph. No, that doesn't help. Cuddling doesn't help Ralph. Ralph doesn't know why..." Another one of his rants started. They happen when he's in distress.

I squeezed his hand, trying to snap him out of it. "Ralph." I urged softly. He had no reaction. "Ralph doesn't understand. Cuddling isn't helping Ralph. Why isn't it helping Ralph?" He continued. I slowly moved my other hand onto his cheek, fingers tapping him slightly. "Ralph. I think I know what's going on here. But I need you to listen to me, ok? I need you to talk." Slowly, his rant came to a stop, though now he was bouncing his leg very quickly.

"I just want to start by saying I appreciate you coming to me and talking to me about this. Thank you." He nodded, and I continued. "Ralph, I think what you're feeling is lust. Your longing for a deeper intimacy, right?" He nodded."Yes. I need it." He whispered. I took a moment to think before continuing.

I wanted to ease his pain. Clearly, this feeling has been bothering him for a long time, but if he could barely define the feeling, it feels a little wrong to have sex with him.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" I asked with caution, "yes. Yes, Ralph does." He began to nod with a sudden confidence, a definition to what he wanted. "Ralph. If you want... I can help. But if you feel uncomfortable or want me to stop at all, let me know, ok? Just tell me what to do. Do you want me to help you?" He nodded aggressively. "Yes. Yes, Ralph wants that."

I took a deep breath and finally begain. I leaned in to give him a soft kiss. Then another. Then another. He raised one of his hands to tangle into my hair. His grasp was soft, but I could feel him holding back a strength. He quickly began to deepen the kiss, making it last longer, then longer, then longer than that. My heart began to race, I removed my hand from the grasp of his and moved it up to caress his neck. The synthetic skin has always felt strange to me. So human but... not quite. It wasn't a feeling that I disliked, but the differences were there.

As our lips meshed together, his hands began to explore my body. He started with slow and curious movements, fingers gently making contact with the small of my back, under my shirt, then sliding up my spine. I hummed with delight at his curious actions.

Ralph kept trying to make each kiss last longer than the one before it until I couldn't breathe. He always chaced my lips as I pulled away. I realized he was starting to get carried away, so I began to plant kisses elsewhere. On his chin, across his jaw, down to his throat. His synthetic vocal cords vibrated against my lips when he finally let out a soft moan. "Do you like this?" I whispered, moving my hands slowly to his back. "Yes." He breathed. I planted another kiss on where the soft muscle would be. Then another. I finally opened my mouth and licked slowly. He let out another moan.

My hands trailed across his back, inching their way down until I reached his ass. I tried to get a full grasp but it's hard to when he's sitting down. "Ralph, can you lean into me really quick?" I breathed. He nodded, putting pressure on his feet just slightly enough for me to place my full hands on his behind. I quickly lifted Ralph from off the couch and planted him on my lap. The sudden movement alarmed Ralph, causing him to shout. "It's alright, Ralph," I whispered "I just needed to move you." I planted another kiss on his neck, now sucking gently at the fake skin.

I moved one of my hands to hook into the front of his pants, giving him time to tell me to stop if he needed to. Then I continued, slowly unbuttoned the material. He rubbed against me in response, letting out another whine. "There." He gasped. I looked up, he looked desperate. "Toutch Ralph there." I hurried unbottoning, and he lifted his hips off my lap, allowing me to pull them down. His cock quickly prung out of his pants, a sigh of relief imminated from his throat.

He was big. Nothing shocking, but he was just above average and had a nice curve. His tip was a swollen reddish purple color and shiny with precum. "Please." He whimpered. He looked like he was in pain. As much as I wanted to tease him more, this was clearly an issue that needed to be resolved now. "Please- touch Ralph. It hurts."

"Get ready, I'm gonna lift you again." I mumbled. I swiftly wrapped my arms around him and placed Ralph beneath me, I pressed his body against the cushions and ripped off his pants as quick as I could and finally strattled his waist, hovering my hips above Ralph. I sunk down his length, causing him to let out a sharp, almost pained gasp. I settled on his hips, our skin touching. "Are you alright, Ralph?" I asked softly.

His eyes were foggy as he rested his hands on my hips, I could feel him twitching inside of me. "R-ralph is fine." He gasped. Fuck, he really was toutch starved and clearly wasn't going to last long. I sat there, giving him a moment to adjust.

I took one of his hands resting on my hip and held it, intertwining my fingers with his. "You're vary warm." He trembled. "Yeah?" I ask, smiling. "Yes. Ralph likes it." I squeezed his hand, "Are you ready for me to start moving?" He nodded.

I began by rolling my hips against his, slowly, causing him to press his head against the pillow, shuttering. How long has he been desperately waiting for this? How long has he been sexuality frustrated and not knowing what to do? He was so sensitive. "Does that feel good?" I whispered, using one of my hands to slowly trail up his stomach. He nodded again, shuttered breaths, leaving his lips.

God he looked so cute. Whatever was on his mind beforehand was gone now, he was completely taken over by pleasure. I leaned down, pressing my chest against his as I left soft kisses across his throat. I could hear his cooling system at work, moters humming ever so slightly to heave the overheating air out of him. And his thirium pump hummed against my chest. His hand that rested on my hip made its way up my back as I continued to plant gentle kisses, his throat vibrating now and then with a pleased hum or whimper.

I began to lift my hips slowly before sinking down again, moving up and down his length carefully. He let out a shocked moan as I did so, I placed a final kiss before sitting up straight again, continuing this new pace. "How does that feel?" I whispered, taking hold of Ralph's hand again. He was squeezing it softly. "G-good." He choked. Whatever attempts he had at holding back moans began to crumble because he became a whimpering mess very quickly, lewd desperate sounds spilling from his lips. He was crumbling fast.

I picked up the pase

He made an almost sobbing sound. "Please." He whimpered. Led flickering yellow. "Yes?" I hummed. "R-ralph is getting..." He couldn't finish the sentence, another spill of soft moans leaving his lips. "Are you close?" He nodded again, pressing his lips together. I kept my pace, and his end neared quickly.

I could feel Ralph's thighs fleaxing beneath me, then the twitching inside me started again, then the warmth. Ralph choked out an almost pained sound as he reached his climax, using his free hand to press my hips against his.

"Are you alright, love?" I whispered, cupping his cheek. "Yes. Ralph feels good." I smiled, leaning down to give a soft kiss "good" I whispered against his lips, then pulled back. "Did this help your 'issue'?" "Yes, you helped Ralph a lot." I couldn't help but feel the smile growing ever so slightly. "Good."

#dbh #detroit become human #ralph dbh #ralph x reader dbh #ralph x reader #dbh ralph x reader #ralph smut #i hope this is good #our favorite homeless guy #dbh ralph smut #ralph smut dbh #wr600 #ralph wr600

[littlelioncub43]

If Ralph Penbury ever found out you'd had to lift a finger, he would drop everything and pamper you into princess-dom. 🥰

Awwww! Yes he would!

He's fussy about you on a good day, but the moment he learns that you've been organizing a holiday dinner, he is not having it. He definitely checks in to see if you want to be in charge of planning, cause if you do, then he will do everything to help you plan it. But if you don't really want to, he is taking over 10000000%. Even if it's an everyday occurrence such as carrying your painting supplies to the terrace.

He's endlessly helpful, or at least he tries to be. It's quite adorable to watch him dash to take the case of acrylic paints and brushes from your hands in a flurry of "don't worry, darling"s, "I've got it"s, "you just go ahead to the terrace I'll bring everything for you"s.

Then as soon as you let him take care of you, he's rushing off to the kitchen to make you an afternoon tea snack, just in case you're hungry. Once you're settled in, he's holding your hand in both of his, kneeling beside you, "is there anything else you need, darling?"

"No, Ralph," you grin and give him a sweet peck, "you've taken excellent care of me, once again."

He's absolutely beaming at the praise but insists you call for him if you so much as need a handkerchief to sneeze. He intends to go back to his study to finish his letters but he eventually moves out to the terrace with you and finishes his work there. Plus you get to sketch and paint him :3

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[meliorao]

Your relationship with Ralph

Summary: Some headcanons about you and Ralph as a couple

Pairing: Ralph x gendernatural!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, slight hints to smut, some swearing here and there, just me being in love with Ralph<3 Minors go away! Don’t read any of my works if you’re not 18+, please!

Words: 884

A/N: So after my last fic I knew I needed something sweet and lighthearted for this post to break it up a little! As I wanna work on improving in all sorts of genres I am trying to write as much as I can with as much variation as I can! I thought this was a fun silly thing to do so I definitely wanna do more for multiple of Joseph’s characters! I hope you like it!

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How you met

• Here we goooo

• Poor sweet Ralph

• So you met him at one of the many big parties him and his sister attend on a regular basis

• You just stumbled across him on accident really

• He sat on a chair with a big champagne glass in his hand, slowly drinking as he looked rather uncomfortable out on the crowd

• You could see that he wasn’t having much fun as he was staring at his sister dancing with a man on the dance floor

• So naturally you decide to approach the guy

• When he looks up at you I swear he was going feral at someone even looking his way with a smile-

• Like imagine his big goofy smile as he sees you sitting down next to him

• Definitely spills some champagne on his suit as he is trying to greet you

• You chuckle at him which makes him embarrassed but to his surprise you’re not leaving?

• You pick up a conversation with him and to your surprise it doesn’t take him long to losen up

• That’s when he start the babble

• Will give you compliments (on accident and not so much on accident) between about every two sentences

• Gosh you’ll just find him adorable from the moment you met him.

• Bim badaboom you’re the person he loves the most in the whole wide world

• Talking about love at first sight

Your relationship

• It didn’t take long for you to become a couple

• Not that you had anything against that

• You two were absolutely completely and utterly in love with each other

• Soo we all know that Ralphie is a sub right?

• We can all agree on that?

• But I don’t think he is into that kinky sort of sub spectrum

• I genuinely believe that he just want someone to love him

• To make sure he knows how loved he is

• Basically what I am trying to Say is that he will be all for affection in any shape or form

• He would love to give you compliments about everything

• Absolutely everything about you

• “Sweetheart your outfit is just marvellous today!”

• “Have you been told how adorable your nose is?”

• And he would absolutely die for compliments and affection from you as well

• But that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be embarrassed about it and get all blushy

• Like imagine if his partner is more of a PDA person too!?

• I mean he would be snorting in giggles from you giving him a kiss on the cheek in front of his sister!?

• Let alone if you said or did something even in a slight direction to sex or whatnot.

•nTo be honest it didn’t even need to be that, could be something rather innocent

• Like for instance when you, Victoria and Ralph was in the dining room one evening, eating Supper together

• Your family was away and the actual thought of you thinking you would be alone in your home? Absolutely not.

• Ralph practically forced you into his house despite you begging that you would be okay

• So Victoria was practically spitting out words every minute on how amazing her day was

• As Victoria was fully occupied with herself you reached under the table to rather innocently just rub Ralphs leg

• Just a slight touch

• Innocent enough right?

• Wrong.

• Ralph flew ten feet up in the air so hard that he hit his leg on the table

• God you had to baby him after too

• Cooing and hushing him as he was on the verge of tears

• You would have to kiss his forehead as you stroke your hand over his harmed area to calm him down

• Probably blow on it too

• Like the true baby boy he is

• Victoria would probably just roll her eyes at you two

• She was so used to Ralph being absolutely smitten by you so it wasn’t even weird

•nAlso random thought but he would 100% give you gifts and do special occasions for everything

• I mean everything

• “What do you mean today isn’t a special day? We have officially been a couple for seven months, two weeks and 3 days, isn’t that worth the biggest celebration!?”

• PUPPY EYES!?

• However if you so wish, sex is coming one day right?

• Remember how I said he was a sub?

• Yeah you’re definitely the one that has to take the first step

• Like yes after you’ve kissed him he will shower you in cute kisses

• And after you’ve actually had sex he will probably suggest it at times if he is horny

• But that’s only after you’ve done it

• He wouldn’t suggest anything first himself

• However when you started to get more touchy

• He would probably be nervous as hell

• Not that he wouldn’t trust you

• Because he fucking do alright

• But he was worried as he wasn’t as experienced like you

• But you would make sure he knew how amazing he was to you from day one

• Man I love Ralph

• If you’re with Ralph just know you’re in for a treat

• He is perfect.

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[homicidal-slvt]

Yandere Ralph with female human S/O runs away with Kara outside

"All I Had"

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Ralph x GN|Y/N

Human|Y/N

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Warnings: Angst, Yandere, Kidnapping, Violence, Generally Disturbing

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You ran as fast as your legs could carry you hand in hand with Kara, she had just saved you... Given you a chance at freedom.

You were free from Ralph... At last you were free.

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"C'mon!!! Eat it!!! Ralph got it for you!!!"

He was swinging around a dead animal and your stomach plummeted, the smell filling the decrepit house was wretched and you just wanted to hurl.

You wanted to hide away and pretend none of this happened, pretend that this crazed deviant hadn't kidnapped you and was holding you captive.

You had shown him kindness when no one else did, you were so gentle towards him... You never realized your caring nature would come back to bite you in the ass.

"I... I can't eat that... Ralph... Please-"

A sudden slam made you flinch and you curled into yourself, tears threatening to spill as Ralph got visibly upset by your refusal. He paused though when he saw your teary eyes.

"No no no... Ralph's sorry. Don't leave. Don't leave Ralph don't ever leave. Ralph loves you."

You were shaking as he wrapped you in his arms forcing you into a tight embrace, you wanted to push him away but you couldn't, you were too afraid of what might happen if you did.

You were lucky he snapped out of it this time, sometimes when his anger is triggered he... Doesn't realize what he's doing till it's too late.

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Ralph was beyond upset. Rage and heartache fueling his soul as he was ready to destroy everything and anything in his path.

You were the one thing that mattered most, he just wanted to keep you to love you. Why would you run away?

He just didn't understand. He couldn't grasp the concept.

He had to find you... Somehow... He just had to. You were the one thing that brought warmth into his life. He needed you.

"You're all I had..."

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[diaryofaprettyprincess]

Imagine giving Ralph timewasters a bj and he’s just crying whimpering because how good it feels like we’re wanting to suck out this man’s soul

stop. stop. stop. STOPPPP!! OMG I AM GIGGLING!!

just imagining you suckling on his heavy sack that's full of his cum--just for you. and!! and!! he can't take it! he just squirms and whimpers and whines, tears falling down his face as you messily slobber on him, sucking his tip so hard that he launches forward and cries out, trembling.

he absent-mindedly thrusts his hips into your mouth, starry-puppy eyes staring up at the ceiling as he moans, "p-please, please, please--"

you pull away, looking up at him and asking something like, "you okay, ralphie?" and when he looks down to see you, he just fucking cums with your hand wrapped around his base, panting as you squeak from the unexpectedness of it all. but, nonetheless, you lap up the mess he made, sucking his tip even harder than before, then his balls as you look up at him with a small smile--sort of innocent-looking-- and glossy eyes.

"d-darling, i--" he'll stammer, gulping and trying to pull you off but you don't stop until he whines and cries and cums again as you giggle <333

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[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Ralph fluff / smut please about him being insecure and you think of him as a hopeless romantic man, which he is, but then you find out that underneath all that poise and grace, there's a need he's eager to fill... 😏

Show Me

Pairing: Ralph x Fem!Reader

Summary: You've always thought of Ralph as a hopeless romantic, and he's worried that's all you'll ever think of him, so he decides to show you that he can be much much more than that...

Warnings: smut, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex.

A/N: So I wasn't exactly sure what you wanted and I might be way off the mark here but I hope this is okay! And if it isn't, whoever requested this, please feel free to DM me and I'll be happy to rewrite it. <3

You couldn't quite contain your excitement as you took in the scene in front of you. Rose petals decorated your bed sheets and candles lined your bedroom. You turned around to see Ralph standing at your door, a small smile on his face as he watched you.

"Ralph, did you do this?"

"Yes my love." He grinned, slowly stepping towards you. "Do you like it?"

"I love it!" You beamed, pulling him down to you so you could press your lips against his. "Thank you."

When you parted, you noticed Ralph suddenly looked uneasy as he fidgeted in front of you. "My love, I fear you may only think of me as more of a gentle lover. But you must know that I can be much more exciting than I let on."

"Oh?" You smiled. "Then why don't you show me Ralph?"

"Alright, maybe I will."

He carefully positioned his hands around your waist as he leaned down to you, connecting his lips with yours. You could tell he was nervous but you weren't going to stop him. You wanted to give him a chance to show you he wasn't just the sweet romantic Ralph you thought he was.

You let him guide you toward the bed, his lips only leaving yours when your legs hit the mattress. And you could see the reserve in his eyes as he laid you down, crawling down your body to push your skirt up around your hips.

"Well go on then." You urged, noting his hesitation as he stared down at your bare legs.

He just gave you a quick nod before ducking down to trail kisses from your ankle to the inside of your thigh, each gentle press of his soft lips sending chills up your spine.

You watched him as he dragged his lips all the way up to your clothed cunt, sending a shiver through your body when he gently nipped at the material. He lifted his head up to look at you, asking for permission.

You gave him a small nod and he leaned back to hook his fingers under your underwear, carefully slipping the material down your legs. You shivered when he positioned his head between your thighs, his hot breath fanning over your bare pussy.

HIs hands slipped under your knees so he could spread you open for him and at the first swipe of his tongue, your body jerked in surprise before relaxing into the bed.

"Oh Ralph." You moaned, unable to keep still as he dragged his tongue through your folds.

You were surprised when he reached up to wrap his hands around your thighs, holding you in place as he sucked on your sensitive flesh.

"Oh my god!" You cried out, your hands desperately fisting the sheets as he teased his tongue over your clit. "Oh...Ralph...wow."

He hummed against your flesh before finally dipping his tongue inside you, his hands clamping down on your thighs harder to keep you in place as he ate you out.

After a few more strokes of his tongue, you felt a pressure building in your stomach. You moaned loudly, throwing your head back into the pillows as your eyes squeezed shut.

"Ralph." You panted, reaching down now to grip his hair. "Don't stop...oh god."

He seemed to take that in his stride as he began to thrust his tongue harder inside you, making you writhe beneath him as you chased your orgasm. You cried out when the fire finally exploded in your belly. And you heard Ralph groan against you when you roughly tugged at his hair, your release spilling out of you and coating his mouth.

When he pulled away from you, he lifted his head and quickly wiped his mouth, crawling in over you to press his lips against yours. You could still taste yourself on his lips as he kissed you and you groaned when you felt his clothed cock nudge against your thigh.

You both looked down then at the bulge that had formed in his trousers and you noticed him shudder at the sight.

"Are you going to do something about that?" You asked him.

He just nodded before reaching down to undo his trousers, shoving them down his legs and freeing his swollen cock. You let out an involuntary moan at the sight.

"Are you ready my love?" He asked, an excited grin playing at his lips as he looked down at you.

"Yes." You breathed out, desperate for him to be inside you.

He braced one hand at the side of your head whilst he wrapped his other hand around his cock, guiding himself toward your entrance.

He brought his hand up to cup your cheek as he pushed into you for the first time. You let out a strangled moan at the sensation of him stretching you and all Ralph could do was smile down at you as he gently thrusted inside you.

He was absolutely loving being able to have some control for once. And the way you screwed your eyes shut as he pushed inside you only spurred him on.

"Does this feel good my love?" He grinned, his fingers gently stroking your cheek as he continued his movements inside you.

You nodded, pleasure coursing through you as he fucked you. "It feels amazing."

You tightened your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you and you both moaned at the feeling of his dick rubbing against your walls.

"Feels...so...so good." You whimpered as he continued his movements, leaning down to press a sloppy kiss to your lips. "Harder...please."

Ralph picked up his movements inside you, pushing into you harder now as you both chased your releases.

"I...I love you." Ralph panted, the sound of your skin smacking together filling the room as he pounded into you.

"I love you too." You cried out, reaching up to wrap your hands around his shoulders, holding onto him as the fire that had been building in your belly finally exploded, your release ripping through you.

You came around his cock and he wasn't far behind you as his dick began to twitch inside you before you felt his warm release coating your walls. He collapsed on top of you then as you both laid there trying to catch your breath.

And when he rolled off of you, turning to face you, he couldn't control the wide grin that spread across his features. He was positively glowing after what he'd just experienced and it was safe to say he definitely wanted to do it more.

"That was incredible, (y/n)." He beamed, his eyes alight with excitement as he looked at you, your chest rising and falling as you breathed heavily beside him.

You turned to him, smiling as you traced your fingers over the side of his face. "Yes, it definitely was."

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[untitled-writer-013]

HIHIHI! I saw u were taking dbh requests?? If so can I have Yandere!Ralph with a reader who enjoys him acting that way and kiiiiiinda encourages it 👀 tyyyyy!!!!

Yandere!Ralph x GN!Encouraging!Reader

warning(s): possessive tendencies, reader encourages possessive behavior

Ralph loved (Y/n) more than anything. He had always wanted to find someone he could call ‘his’, and that’s who his darling was to him. At first, he tried his best to hide his possessive tendencies, but there was a day where he simply couldn’t help himself.

The two of them had gone out to run some errands, wanting to pick up some gardening tools for the garden they had started on the roof of the abandoned house. Ralph was delighted to go out with his darling, and (Y/n) had gone above and beyond to help repair him so he felt safe going outside. Everything was going perfectly, until someone piped up.

“Hey, what’s a pretty thing like you doing with..that?” The woman rudely asked, judging the two of them as (Y/n) stood in front of Ralph, wanting to protect him.

“I’m with him because I want to be, now please leave us alone.” (Y/n) defended, a glare resting on their face as they took Ralph’s hand, urging him to leave with them. Ralph started to follow, until the person grabbed (Y/n)’s free hand.

“Now wait just a minute, I’m talking to you.” The woman stated, tightly grasping their hand as she kept them in place. Ralph’s head snapped to look at the woman, a mixed look of shock and disgust on his face.

“Get your hands off of them, now.” Ralph stated, forcing the woman to let go of (Y/n) as he blocked (Y/n) from her, not wanting the woman to lay her hands on them again. The woman let out an offended gasp, but quickly left. Ralph stayed where he was as he breathed heavily, his light flickering between yellow and red before (Y/n) took a hold of him and turned him to face them. 

“It’s alright Ralph, I’m alright.” (Y/n) stated, a gentle smile on their face as they reassured him. Ralph let himself calm down, taking deep breaths as his light returned to that calm blue. 

“I’m sorry (Y/n), I just couldn’t let that woman treat you that way.” Ralph explained, now worried that he would scare his darling away.

“Ralph, it’s okay. I liked that you stood up for me. Don’t be afraid to do that, okay?” (Y/n) stated, smiling as they took a gentle hold of his hand, deciding to ask him about what garden supplies they needed as they continued with their day. Ralph felt a warm smile spread across his face, happily talking about what they would need to help grow their garden, holding his darling’s hand as he admired her, now willing to be more open about his possessive feelings.

~fin~

author’s note: hey there! i hope you enjoyed reading, i’m going to try and post more, as i miss writing for you guys, can’t wait to write more for you all!! <33

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[rehfan]

New Ralph Penbury fic…. This is only chapter one. More to follow!

The Hat Shop Girl

Inexperienced!Ralph Penbury x Fem!Reader/AFAB!Reader

Summary: You were working as a clerk in a hat shop when Ralph Penbury walked into your life. Nothing was ever the same.

Tags: Under 18 - DO NOT READ PLEASE, Eventual smut, slow burn, class differences, fantasies, implied/references to drug use, sexual inexperience, first kiss, first French kiss, vaginal fingering, nipple play, PIV sex, blow jobs, cream pie.

Read the story on AO3 — LINK HERE

DO NOT REPOST MY STUFF TO ANY OTHER SITE PLEASE.

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CHAPTER ONE: THE BOY WITH THE SUNSHINE SMILE

“Good grief! You don’t mean that she’s actually tricked me into purchasing my own hat?” the man’s brown eyes got bigger in his incredulity.

“I’m afraid so, sir,” you whispered quietly. “This hat is yours? Your name is on the band inside,” you showed him the inside of the boater that you were holding out to him, “‘R. Penbury’? That is you, isn’t it?”

“It is,” he blushed beautifully in his humiliation, his brilliant smile gone. You couldn’t help but feel for him. He wasn’t the brightest bulb, but he had shone just the same. When he had first entered the shop, he was all smiles, eagerness, and jolly good times. He had tried several different styles of hats, showing increasing enthusiasm for each one that was brought to him. He had been especially impressed with the styles and materials that you had designed, describing them as ‘wizard’, although you hadn’t mentioned that personal point to him. You had been flattered by his candid positive reactions.

Your boss, on the other hand, just wanted him to buy all the damn hats and be done with it. You were bringing out his twenty-third selection to him when she pulled you aside and said: “God, he’s insufferably stupid. More money than brains, that one.” She paused, an evil glint in her eye. “Do you know? I bet I can sell him his own hat back to him and he would never notice.” So she did; she wrapped his straw hat which he had discarded when trying on the new styles in a hat box and brought it out, flourishing it as though it were the perfect answer to sir’s troubled soul, the very thing that sir was looking for, and would sir care to try?

And sir did. And he said it was perfect. When he said to put it with everything else he was purchasing, your boss gave you an avaricious grin and wink as she smoothly carried it off to the growing stack of other selections he had made, expecting a little extra in the till at the end of the day from that trick.

But you couldn’t live with that. While she cooed over him again about one of the more expensive hats and would sir care for a handkerchief to match? You stole the hat back and timed it so that when Elvira went to the back to fetch another, you pulled him aside to share the bad news.

He was sweet, a true innocent, and there was a motherly side of you that leapt up to protect him from harm - including that of your own opportunistic boss, the owner of the haberdashery shop you were employed in. At least, the one you were still employed in. By preventing your boss from taking advantage of this poor man, you may not have a situation to report back to in the morning.

But Elvira, or Evil-virus, the nickname given to her in secret by you and the other clerks who worked under her iron fist, was living up to her nasty reputation and you weren’t going to take it any longer. “I should have applied for a job at Selfridges,” you muttered, more to yourself rather than the humiliated man beside you.

You heard him sniff and saw his terrified indecision. “Don’t worry. We’ll pretend that she’s gotten away with it. I’m the one who will tally everything up, sir. I won’t charge you for it. Promise. I won’t let her do this to you. Alright?”

He smiled through eyes that welled up. “I’ve been a ruddy fool, haven’t I?” he said, his voice shaky. “I expect you will all have a jolly laugh about it after I go.”

“I won’t be laughing, sir,” you said. You were angry. Angry that this terrible excuse of a human being would take advantage of a man made of starbursts and sunshine. “I’ll be looking for other employment, but I won’t be laughing.”

���D’you know what?” he said, donning his hat and setting it at a jaunty angle in the mirror, “I’m going to reward you for your kindness.” At that moment, Elvira came out of the back with the next hat in hand. Mr. Penbury straightened his spine and said to her: “Never mind, my good woman. I’ve changed my mind about your shop. Sell me my own hat, will you? Well, I’ll be certain to inform all in my considerable social circle not to bother with this place.”

Elvira’s face dropped and she stared daggers at you. You swallowed hard, expecting a vicious private word once the gentleman had gone, purchasing nothing. Elvira’s smile recovered seconds later but Mr. Penbury brooked no arguments, further machinations from the woman, and he certainly wasn’t about to allow her to abuse you - even with so much as a look - right in front of him.

“Now don’t bother blaming your clerk here,” he said, “She’s got moxie. Honesty is the best policy after all and I’ll be damned,” the word spoken with emphasis and care, as if the man never swore in his life unless he truly meant it, “if you think for one minute I’m going to leave her here to be reprimanded for doing the right thing.”

Turning to you, he said, “Retrieve your belongings, my dear. You’re coming with me. Let us leave this horrid woman to her horrid ways in her horrid little shop.”

You blinked at him in amazement, jaw dropped, wondering if this was a dream, or a trick, or a hallucination. His smile and encouraging nod to you reinforced his statement; he had meant what he had said. You went to the back, gathering your coat, hat, and handbag and, with a last look around the place, you left. You were going to be sacked either way, so you may as well go off with a man who could at least prevent you from having a strip taken off of you by your boss.

Out on the pavement, he turned to you with another burst of smiling energy. “I heard you mention Selfridges and I happen to know the chap who’s one of the floor managers. What luck, eh? He’s set to join us at a party at our country estate tomorrow. Would you care to go? I could make the introductions and you could have some champagne and we’ll all celebrate your new position!”

You were utterly gobsmacked. “Sir? Are you joking?” You had to ask because not only was he too good to be true with his tailored suit, bright face and gorgeous brown eyes, this was too similar to dreams that you had had about being swept away by a handsome, wealthy man who could make all your dreams come true. Not that you were a gold digger. No, not you. But you had been an adult in the world long enough to know that money may not buy happiness, but it could purchase a close cousin or two.

“Why, no.” He looked a little offended.

You quickly added: “I only ask, sir, because I’ve never met anyone quite like you. You don’t seem real, really.”

“I don’t?”

His eyes were killing you. He didn’t see himself as others did, that much was obvious. “No,” you laughed, “you’re like a dream. Like you’re some knight come to rescue me and I’m secretly some queen or sommat.”

His grin spread ear to ear. He held his arm out to you. “Then let me guide you to my motor and on to my castle, your majesty. I plan on treating you like a queen for the favor you’ve done for me today.” His arm was warm and strong and it seemed more and more as if he was that knight from your fantasies.

He strolled with you on his arm openly down the street, the two of you creating such an odd pair: a dapper man-about-town with a woman who was obviously a shopgirl on her day off. But he didn’t seem to notice. He kept giving you proud glances as you walked along until suddenly, stopping next to a rather impressive Rolls Royce, he announced: “And here we are! Your chariot, my queen.” A liveried driver came out from the front of the vehicle and opened the rear door for both of you.

Your head swam. This had to be a dream. You tried to relax into the soft buttery leather seat, Mr. Penbury next to you, his straw hat on his knee as he regaled you with the plans for the party on the weekend as the vehicle smoothly pulled away from the kerb. It was no use. All you could think was that you really shouldn’t be there. You weren’t of his class and it showed. Lord only knew what the chauffeur thought of you. Probably thinks I’m some chippy, you thought. Mr. Penbury, on the other hand, didn’t seem to mind one bit.

As Mr. Penbury spoke, you realized that he really just floated along in life without any concern or stress at all. He didn’t have to worry where his next meal was coming from. He didn’t have to worry about the worn appearance of his clothing and whether anyone else would spot it. He never had to make do with the bread and butter in the larder because his pay packet wouldn’t arrive for another two days. You, on the other hand, well… your bills were always paid, but you were living close to skint; Mr. Penbury had never had the experience. The gulf between the two of you widened that much farther.

Yet for all his wealth and privilege, he didn’t seem selfish at all, which is a realization that gave you pause. All the wealthy folks you had met in your life - including the Hollingsworths that your parents had worked for - they had always been too busy with themselves to worry about any other human being. They sat in high judgment of people like you and people who were poorer than you. To them, you were nothing more than ‘the help’, there to make their lives easier without a thought to how much more difficult they were making your life. There was no self-awareness on their part. There was nothing but the next thing that would keep them amused, comfortable, and insulated against the cruelties they were happy to inflict on others.

Mr. Penbury wasn’t anything like that - or so he seemed. Sure, he was ignorant of the day-to-day details of your life including the insecurity of shelter and food that you fought off on a daily basis, but he seemed aware that poorer people existed and - miracle of miracles - actually seemed to acknowledge that you yourself were actually a person.

He was interested in music - specifically jazz - which you also loved and his eyes lit up even more when you told him about an American cousin you had that would send you phonograph records from artists you couldn’t find in England.

“Oh you must bring your collection to the party!” He instantly gave his driver a command to take them to your place. You supplied your address and off you both went, Mr. Penbury simply beaming at you. “You really are the mutt’s nuts, aren’t you?”

He clapped a hand over his mouth. “Oh! Was that rude?” He laughed freely. “I’m sorry. I just get so excited.”

“I can see that,” you said, smiling. “I’ll be glad to bring my meager collection.”

“And a change of clothes! Bring your party dresses. And your dancing shoes!” he said. You shook your head at him, unable to tell him that you didn’t really own party dresses (plural) nor did you own dancing shoes. You did, however, own one dress you were quite proud of and you set your mind to bring that one. You only hoped it would be nice enough to get a new job, but not too prudish not to have fun in. Mr. Penbury would probably fancy it if you showed up in sackcloth and sandals on your feet. Lord knows what the manager at Selfridges would fancy.

It didn’t take you long to arrive at your home, a seven storey structure in a more modest part of Spitalfields. It struck you what Mr. Penbury had just said. “Wait,” you said when the car stopped. “What did you mean by ‘bring a change of clothes’, sir?”

“Oh,” he stammered, blushing suddenly, “I only meant- I mean- If you weren’t going to be working at that horrid shop anymore…. Why don’t you just spend the weekend? Or the week? You don’t have to start at Selfridges straight away, do you? You could just… have a bit of fun first?”

Fun. You haven’t had any of that in years. You’d almost forgotten what it was like. And you didn’t have a position to return to anymore, did you? You had paid all your bills for the week so, why not? Why not go and have some fun with this ball of absolute joy? He was looking at you expectantly, seemingly ashamed of his forwardness. It was your turn to smile at him.

“That sounds wizard,” you said. His excitement warmed your heart and you went in to gather your things for a weekend you weren’t sure you were going to remember, but one you knew you would never forget.

CHAPTER TWO: The Whirlwind Twins LINK HERE

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[no-mercy-bby]

Not many people write about Ralph, so this is heaven for me 😭✨💓

I have a request.

It's his birthday party, Ralph is sitting in a corner alone and depressed, pouting because Lauren made fun of her shoes and no one wants to dance with him. The reader sees him and decides to approach him to ask him to dance, perhaps he flatters his suit. The poor boy needs love

YESSS! Okay, but buckle up cause it's my first time writing for Ralphie <3. Also I made Ralph ask reader to dance cause it flowed better, and this sort of ended up as a more shy!reader

[[Fluff, double use of Y/n, it's short btw]]

Darling

"That's a rather dashing suit to simply be sitting around in." You state rather quietly to the man before you who was sitting rather glumly as he nursed his glass of champagne. You believed his name was Ralph, he was Victoria's brother, and Ralph's pretty brown eyes had such a sadness in them. You suspected it was because no one had danced with him, and you actually witnessed Lauren making up some pathetic excuse not to dance with him.

"Pardon?" Ralph gasps out, seemingly caught off guard as he snaps his head up to meet your eyes.

"I-," You flounder for a moment, now under his attention, as you try to say what you mean," -Your suit I mean, it's dashing. You look very handsome in it."

"Oh. Thank you," Ralph's cheeks are quickly painted a rosy color by some unseen paintbrush," Would you care to dance? ..With me? ...It is my birthday too after all."

"I would love to dance with you, Ralph." You agree happily, extending your hand out to him as he stands. Ralph grins as his hand envelopes yours and hastily, no, excitedly pulls you along to the center of the dance floor.

While doing so, you notice a peculiar sort of tapping sound coming from below. You glance down and gasp as you realize he's wearing tap shoes.

"What it is, darling?" Ralph asks you kindly with concern, and the nickname flows warm over you like sunlight. You had only known Ralph for a few minutes, but you were already enamoured with him.

"Are you wearing tap shoes?" You question him with a quiet poorly concealed giggle.

"Yes," Ralph beams at you, his free hand snaking around to rest on the small of your back," Aren't they wizard?!"

"They are most definitely wizard!" You grin back with just as much excitement, resting your hand lightly on his shoulder as he starts to sway with you.

"Forgive me for not already knowing," Ralph's voice was now more timid, so he presses closer to you and you relish in the warmth of his closeness," but what is your name, lovely?"

"My name is Y/n." You hum with a smile as you lean in closer, and press your cheek affectionately to Ralph's.

"Y/n darling," Ralph coos lovingly into your ear as you both continue to steadily swirl around the dance floor before purring," Splendid name for a ravishing lady."

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