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thelov3lybookworm · 4 months

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Hiii!!!

I know that you have a lot of other fics to write but I couldn’t get this idea out of my head

So imagine the reader and Azriel have a daughter and she’s 3 and she has a crush on a boy in her daycare’s class, and when she got home with the reader, Azriel heard her talking about him to the reader, so the next day Azriel decides to pick her up from daycare and when he sees the boy, he’s just glaring at him

I don’t really know if this makes sense but overprotective Az is so🤭…

THANK YOUUU💗💗💗

Overprotective Bat

Summary: No one is allowed to talk to Azriel's Princess.

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A/n: Anon, i love you soo much for sending this in. I loved writing it, i literally giggled when you sent this in lol

Enjoy!

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"And then what happened?"

Azriel's shadows became alert, rushing to crowd against the windows to watch as their favourite two people walked upto the door. Azriel smiled, putting away the report he was revising before he had to send it to Rhysand, getting ready to be bombarded with all the details from his daughter's- Hazel's- day at the daycare.

"Kaden asked me to play with him." The smile that appeared on Azriel's face when he heard his little princess's voice faded when he realised what she had said, and he stiffened, his hand hovering above his desk. He turned his head just slightly, wondering who this he was.

"And did you play with him?" The jangling of the keys sounded as Y/n opened the door, and their voices were louder when they next spoke.

"Yes mommy! We played hide and seek first, and the he pushed me while I sat on the swing."

Y/n hummed as Azriel began descending the stairs faster than his wings could have carried him.

"So you like him?"

Y/n's tone was teasing, and Azriel could hear Hazel giggling, but he did not like this conversation one bit, and he felt the need to stop it from progressing.

So he walked out, a huge smile on his face that was at odds with the way he was feeling.

"Daddy!" Hazel's eyes lit up, and her smile widened as she ran towards him, her arms splayed wide. Some of the tension in the spymaster's shoulders lessened, and he picked her up, clutching her wiggling body to his chest. He tried to kiss her cheek, which only ended up in her giggling loudly while trying to push him away because she thought he was trying to tickle her.

Y/n met Azriel's eyes and smiled wide, walking over to peck his cheek.

"I'm going to go and get changed, don't do something to get in trouble."

He huffed indignantly, meeting his daughter's eyes. "As if I do anything to get in trouble."

She giggled, clinging to him. he swayed a little, pressing a kiss to her forehead before he set her down. "Come, let's get you changed too."

Hazel nodded, reaching up to wrap her fingers around his finger. Her small fingers wrapping around his big, scarred hands always had an overwhelming amount of pride and joy coursing through him.

"So, what happened in your daycare today?"

And so began the onslaught of details from his little princess's day.

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Azriel did not like going to pick his daughter up from her daycare, but only because he did not want to scare the other people who had come to pick their kids up.

But now his motive was exactly that as he stood right next to the gates, his wings tucked tightly to his back so no one could touch them.

And he would say he was succeeding in his mission. It was like there was an invisible wall surrounding him, and everyone tried to stay away from him. He just hoped the boy's parent was also in the crowd, so when they found out exactly who Hazel's father was, they would tell him to stay away from her.

Proud of himself and very nearly patting himself on the back, he waited for his little girl.

The door to the daycare opened, and all the children spilled out, running, giggling and screaming, across the playground towards their parents.

Azriel spied a head of hair the same as his, two small braids adoring her little head, and grinned slightly.

Though his grin vanished when he found her holding the hand of a boy, smiling and walking up to the gates.

The moment her eyes landed on him, she gasped, tugging on the boys hand while pointing, and Azriel could read her lips as she yelled, that's my daddy!

She let go of the boy's hand and ran- waddled, really- up to her father, who could not contain his smile.

He leaned down, his arms reaching out to grab her the moment she was close enough. She squealed as he hauled her up against himself, peppering kisses on every inch of her chubby little face.

"Did my princess miss daddy today?"

"Yes daddy!" Then, as if she just remembered, she turned her head and beckoned to the boy she had been holding hands with. The boy's eyes were wide as he stared at Azroel's huge form, his massive wings, his shadows. Azriel flared his wings a little just for the sake of it.

If possible, the boy's eyes went wider, and his steps faltered, meeting Azriel's eyes.

And Azriel knew that he was being an asshole, but he glared at the boy with no restraint.

The boy's eyes filled with tears, and he turned away, sprinting back towards the daycare, his hands held to his eyes to staunch the tears.

Azriel instantly felt guilty, and when his daughter turned to him with furrowed brows, he wanted to run to the boy and apologise. But before he could do anything, a voice spoke up.

"I am glad you feel guilty."

Azriel froze, glancing back at his mate sheepishly.

She shook her head, taking Hazel from Azriel, kissing her cheeks before setting her down. "I knew you had ulterior motives when you asked me if you could pick Hazel up today. You need to stop being such an overprotective bat."

Azriel kissed Y/n's forehead in hopes that she would let him off easy, but she glared at him when he pulled away.

"Mommy? Is Kaden angry with me?"

"No darling, he maybe just got scared. You can talk to him tomorrow and let him know there is nothing to be scared of."

Azriel couldn't stop the scoff that escaped him, and Y/n turned to stare him down.

"Sorry." He mumbled lowly before grabbing Hazel's hand. "Do you want to have some ice cream before we go home?"

Y/n opened her mouth to protest, but Hazel and her father were already running away.

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talaok · 2 months

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Hiii! Can I request sub!peter waking u up in the middle of the night very needy? Tnks :)))

Pairing: Sub! Peter Parker x f!reader

warnings: sub! peter, unprotected p in v sex, lots of pet names for spidey, premature ejaculation (kinda), creampie, talk about oral sex (m receiving)

a/n: aaaaa i love sub peter soo much thank you love

At first, you thought it was morning already, you thought the needy kisses on your bare back and his hips grinding onto your ass were nothing more than what it was more mornings than not: the usual way Peter woke you up.

But once you opened up your eyes, once the darkness got the better of your sight, once you watched as no sun shined through the windows, then you realized your mistake

"Baby" you croaked, taking your time turning your head back to him, sleep still fighting to keep you close

"I'm sorry" he mumbled, his lips still busy with your shoulders "I know it's late- I just-I"

His hazel eyes were on you, lust and need fogging them deeply, and his hips hadn't yet stilled, he was grinding his hard cock against your ass like you hadn't just taken care of him a few hours earlier, like a man starved.

"I think I know what the problem is" a soft smirk played on your lips as you finally turned to him

Sleep could wait a few more minutes, you decided, you were never able to resist him when he looked so damn desperate.

"I can feel it" you murmured sultry, his eyes stapled to yours while his hands followed each movement you made, not wanting to lose contact with your skin even for a second.

"what do you need baby?" you spoke once you were before him

"I-I just- I need-"

But your hand had found the bulge in his boxers, and words stopped existing altoughether in Peter's brain

"You need me to take care of you?" you teased, your fingers seeping underneath the waistband.

You swore he was holding his breath.

"'s that it baby?" you murmured, now ghosting his lips "need me to help you out a little, mh?"

The sound- oh the sound he made when your hands found his manhood, when you conceded him just the tinies stroke... oh you could have lived on that sound alone.

"yes" he gulped "p-please I need- I-"

Peter had never been good with words around you so you took his cock out, feeling him twitch in your hand

"I-inside" was all he could whimper "p-please"

You chuckled softly, but still, you did as he wished, draping your leg over him and sliding your panties to the side

"what's got you so worked up honey?" you asked, purring gently against his mouth

"I- I had a dream"

You smiled knowingly as you guided him to your entrance.

"dirty boy" you smirked as he slowly entered you, whimpering and moaning as he shut his eyes

"s-shit- y/n-" he cried, once he was filling you all up "g-god"

"I know" you cooed, stroking the back of his head as he started thrusting sloppily in and out of you "I know baby"

His left hand was pulling down your tank top to get to your boobs, and he let out a desperate moan once he was finally able to have one of your tits in his palm.

"so what was the dream about?" you murmured, fighting your own moans.

His cheeks changed colors, red now adorning them.

"I-"

"no need to be shy now baby" you smiled, feeling his cock hit that spot deep inside you once again

"It was about- y-you"

You grinned widely at that

"'s that so?"

"mh-mh" he nodded, eager to please you

“What about me?” You asked, your fingers playing with his hair just how he liked it

You saw his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed thickly,

"y-you were" he sighed, burying his cock inside up to the hilt "You were g-going down on me" he stuttered, the pleasure he was already lost in only heightening as images from his dream crossed his mind

He whimpered as you clenched around him

"I was sucking your cock?" you taunted, making a soft fuck flee his mouth

"y-yes"

"mh" you smirked, biting your lip "I do really like that" you murmured, mouth to his ear now "I love sucking your cock so much baby"

A choked sound escaped him, and you could only chuckle as you kissed him right below his ear

"gonna remember that when I'm gonna wake you up this morning" you hummed

"y-y/n- f-fuck" he groaned, his thrusts even sloppier now, barely anything more than frantic desperate movements "p-please" he begged "I-I'm not gonna last if y-you"

But you didn't care, you never cared when it was like this, when it was only about him.

"don't wait for me"

"b-but"

"don't worry about me" you whispered, leaving a soft peck on his lips "just be a good boy and cum inside me baby"

Another moan mixed with a whimper and a twitch of his cock was his response

"can you do that for me honey?" you murmured, "can you come deep inside me?"

He was so close it was a miracle he still hadn't come.

His moans were breathless, all resembling your name or various curses, but still, he managed to say

"yes- yes, I ca-"

before he was painting your insides with his seed a moment later.

Your moans mixed with his at the feeling, and his head fell between your shoulder and neck as he cried out your name, his hips working hard to make sure every drop of him was inside you.

You continued drawing gentle patterns in his hair as he regained consciousness and caught his breath.

"thank you" was all he said once he finally raised his head to look at you

You smiled softly

"you don't need to thank me baby" you gave him a quick kiss, his hand going to your waist.

"I- I need to clean you up" he remembered, but you shook your head

"we'll think about that tomorrow, let's go back to sleep now, mh?" you suggested, and by the look of it, he was more than eager to agree.

"mh-mh" he nodded, as he scooted closer to you, his hands around you and your legs around him.

"g'night baby" you siad

"night" he mumbled, already half asleep

But as you both closed your eyes, and you started to get back into sleep's sweet embrace, you couldn't help but chuckle, as, a few moments later, you felt Peter's face nestle right between your breasts, which had apparently been chosen as his pillow for the night

"I love you" was all he was able to mumble, not even giving you time to respond before he was already dead asleep.

"I love you too honey" you said nonetheless, Peter's long breaths filling the darkness as you joined him in his sleep.

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whorediaries-09 · 1 month

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hi gorgeous! I love your writing soo much.

for your celebration I want to request "every time that we realized it's crazy 🎵" a James Potter smut about his bday, like reader gives him a very special "princess treatment"

please andd thank you so much, lots of love right to youuu <3

you're so kind lovey! thank you for sending in the request, i hope you like it <3

gorgeous;

pairing- james potter x reader warning(s)- 18+ content. a/n- sub james, you'll always be my favorite ⭐

little train 700 follower celebration post.

there's nothing i hate more than what i can't have, you're so gorgeous, it makes me so mad.

'happy birthday, baby,' you said, slowly raking your finger nails on james' bare thighs. he crumbled so slowly under your touch, softly arching his back as you slowly teased.

't-thank you,' he stumbled across his words as your tongue found the slit of the tip of his cock. he shivered under your touch, his breaths slowly leaving his parted mouth. you smiled,

'come on, look at me, baby,' his hazel eyes met yours, pooled with a desire cored with an insatiable lust. his lower lip tucked under his teeth as he arched his hip, trying to find a release for the lust that pooled into every inch of his body.

'keep looking at me, with those pretty eyes,' he nodded. you spit onto the crevice of your hand, sliding your hand across his girth. a moan left his mouth. tantalizingly slowly you worked your way across his length, enjoying the slight blush on his dusky skin. you slowly climb over his body, straddling his hips, simultaneously rubbing along his shaft. he clenches his thigh muscles, arching his hips to meet the warmth and the friction against you.

'please,' he says as you slowly increase your pace. you smirk, tongue darting over the upper row of teeth. he whines, pressing his head hard against the softness of the pillow under him.

'please what baby? tell me what you want,' you whisper, bending down, feathering light kisses over his heated skin. you enjoy the guttural moan emitted from the depth of his throat as you sink your teeth into the skin of his neck. his hands grab your hips, his the cold metal of his gold rings contrasting against the heat of your own body. you enjoy teasing him, listening to him stutter with his words.

'please fuck me,' he says, almost begging. his eyes carry a soft look of perseverance, to listen to you. he's on a cloud nine of ecstasy, lost in a haze of lust.

'oh yeah baby? fuck you? fuck you like i fucking mean it?' you tease, rubbing his tip against your slit. he nods incoherently, feeling the stickiness and warmth of your arousal against his cock.

'yes please. please, fuck me like you mean it.'

you spit on your hand, rubbing it against your core. gathering your arousal on your fingers, you force apart his lips, pushing your fingers into his mouth. he sucks on your fingers, his tongue tasting you like a starved animal.

you lower yourself down on his length slowly, enjoying the slight shivers and twitches. the tip of his cock finds your sweet spot almost like muscle memory. he cranes his head, his mind clogging with the pleasure of your clenching walls. you pull out your fingers from his mouth, rubbing your wet fingers on his lips, slowly riding him.

he squeezes his eyes shut, letting the pain of the pleasure enrapture him. his eyelashes kiss the skin of his cheeks, as he bites his lower lip, letting the spiral entangle him into a frenzy. his toes curl as the sweet kisses from your lips mark him across the expanse of his chest, neck and shoulders. he cranes his neck, letting his curls flail onto the fabric of the pillow under his head.

'will you be good boy for me, baby?' you ask, your finger gently rubbing circles on your clit. he stretches you out perfectly, his girth fitting into you like a glove. he nods, the hunger running through his veins.

'please, tell me i'm yo-your good boy,' he moans. you smile, running your fingers into his scalp. you meet his mouth with your lips, as your thighs shake with the pleasure that crawls under your stomach. you nip at his lip, tongues entangling, teeth clashing with the seething carnal lust. you're bend over, which allows him to go deeper into you. it allows him to feel you deeper and better.

'good boy,' you murmur against his mouth, a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips as he breathes slow and heavy. he nods with the praise, a love-sick smile adorned on his face.

you feel the hot coil bubbling within you, the twitch of his shaft within you. he croons, as he rolls his eyes. your cunt drags along the small patch of his pubic hair, the roughness deliriously sickening the growing heat within your connected bodies. the coil enraptures with a glorious pleasure and your guts. he rolls his eyes, his nails digging into the skin of your hips.

'you want to cum, baby?' you ask breathily.

'yes, please, y-yes-shit,' he screams.

'together okay, baby?' you say letting the coil consume you. james nods, his cock twitching in your cunt. you grasp his curls, watching his tear pooled pleasured hazel eyes.

'look me in my eyes when you cum,'

he gasps as he shoots himself inside you, as you simultaneously dig your nails into his scalp, unraveling the coil of release, painting his abdomen. he breathes slow and hard, his pectoral muscles rising with a dizzying satiated lust. he smiles, letting his lips meet yours, a soft smile on his face. he tucks a stray sweaty strand behind your ear.

'you're so gorgeous,'

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abbysbunny · 6 months

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hiii i was wondering if i could make a fic rec for hazel where hazel and reader go to a party and reader gets hit on by a jock that won’t leave her alone and hazel gets jealous and protective of reader

JEALOUS GIRL

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plot: some jock won't leave you alone and hazel has to intervene

warnings: men, harassment, also not proof read

word count: 0.6k

notes: this is my first request I literally did 4 backflips when I got the notification, I hope you like it anon!!🫶🏼

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you had no idea why you were here, you hate parties, they're loud and smell like sweaty teens who are apparently allergic to deodorant. hazel had dragged you here so you could have some fun, the "fun" you were having was sitting on an uncomfortable couch waiting for your girlfriend to be done talking with some old classmate.

you felt the left side of the couch sink, 'oh good hazel's back' you thought, you turned your head and saw some guy on the football team, are you fucking kidding me. he introduced himself and you gave him a nod and a dry hello, he kept and kept talking, 'hey sorry I gotta go now' you gave him a small smile before getting up from the couch just to feel two hands grab your waist and pull you back down. you immediately pushed yourself off of him and backed up.

hazel had been keeping an eye on you from afar making sure nothing like that would happen, when she saw him do that she mumbled a curse under her breath and quickly said goodbye. finally out of the corner of your eye you saw hazel say goodbye and walk back over to you, as she was walking back he was still trying to "talk you up", he put his hand on your thigh and that was hazel's last straw. she ran up to you guys and pulled you up from the couch.

'hey what the fuck dude' the generic looking jock shouted, hazel scoffed and rolled her eyes, 'you know not every girl is at your dispose' she shouted back, she slid her hand around your waist and stared to walk away holding you tight, 'have fun dykes!' he yelled back at her, hazel quickly turned around and walked back up him, punching him square in the nose, you covered your mouth in shock let out a chuckle, hazel hissed in pain and saw her knuckles turn red. when he got back up hazel saw the anger in his face grabbed your hand and sprinted away.

you ran out of the party and quickly unlocked hazel's car and jumped in the front seat, she turned on the car and started driving away, her hair still messed up and still laughing, you looked in the review mirror and saw him behind your car with a bloody nose, you turned to hazel and she still had that rush of adrenaline, 'hazel you punched him!' you tried to hold your laugh. when her laugher died down she put her hand on your thigh, 'hey I hope you know I'll always defend you, even against buff assholes like him' she said keeping her eyes on the road.

when you eventually got to your house she parked in your drive way, you unbuckled your seatbelt and she opened the door to you bowing, you giggled and got out of the car gently closing the door to not wake your parents, at your front door she pulled you into a tight hug. 'I'm gonna miss you soo much' she mumbled into your neck, you chuckled and let her go from your embrace, 'hazel your gonna see me tomorrow at school' she put her hand around your hips and with the other one gently cupped your face with her hands. she kissed you with passion, still holding you tight, your lips stay connected for a couple more seconds before pulling away. you looked into her eyes and just giggled.

'what's so funny?' she questioned with a grin on her face, 'nothing I just love you so much' her gaze softened and stoked your soft cheek with her thumb, 'i love you too'.

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gimme-gimme-georgie-weasley · 8 months

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The Weasley and his Cafe [G.W. x Reader]

Summary: George runs a little cafe in Diagon Alley

wc: 2.1k

a/n: i've actually had this idea in my drafts from April but never really bothered to finish it :') inspired by the time I went to a cosy little cafe and found the worker there really cuteehrjrhadsdjkasdkashdkhewastoooldforme. i love the idea of george starting up a cafe soo much

You hated Mondays.

They seemed to suck the life out of you, one hour at a time. Long, winding hours that dragged on for centuries, doing hocus pocus groggily: like walking through thick sludge with weights tied to your ankles and eyelashes. So, to fix that, you found yourself strolling down Diagon Alley, looking for your fix of morning coffee. Just your luck, a new cafe had opened down the street.

With the ring of a bell, a voice boomed from the far end of the little wizard-owned cafe.

“Welcome to Weasley’s Wonderful Waffles; we offer more than just waffles, though. Had to keep up the alliteration! But I assure you, our waffles are wicked.”

A tall, young man emerged from the back with an ivory espresso cup in one hand, and a cloth in the other. His freckled face stretched widely into a friendly smile. A cream-striped brown apron with a large “W” embroidered in green wrapped around his waist, his long red hair had been tied up into a topknot while long stray hairs framed his face. You could’ve sworn you saw a few piercings on his right ear.

The man then unsheathed his wand from his waistband, and, with the flick of a wrist, a chair slid out for you to sit on.

“Table for one, I presume?”

“Um! Yes, please.”

You fiddled with the fleece of your coat, unsure of what to make of the lively interaction this early in the morning. The last time you checked your watch, which wasn't long ago, it had only been a quarter past seven. Where on Earth did this man's energy come from? “Lovely! The menu will talk to you shortly. I’ll be by the counter once you’re ready to order, love.” He said with a wink, and strode off.

Not long after, a shrill voice directed your attention to below you. The menu had grown a mouth and started listing out various pastries and drinks, though rather slowly. Do Monday Blues apply to talking menus? You thought to yourself.

The drag and sibilance had almost lulled you back to sleep before a “Weasley Latte” and “Wicked Waffle” jerked you awake. The dish names were certainly riveting. Just what exactly makes this latte a Weasley, and this waffle Wicked?

“I’ll have a Weasley Latte and a Wicked Waffle, please.” You said to the red-haired man at the counter not long after making your choice.

“Alright, that’ll be…” He fiddled with the cash-register that either barked or hissed each time he pressed a button, “1 Galleon, 12 Sickles, and 5 Knuts, dear.” He said with a delightful hum and looked up from the cash register to you with that same lovely smile.

For a brief moment, your eyes met. His were a lovely shade of hazel that glimmered in the morning sunlight that leaked through the blinds, revealing a deep chocolate shade underneath them, and before either of you could say a thing, a wave of customers dressed in Ministry robes swarmed the cafe engrossed in light chatter. You quickly pulled out the gold and silver from your purse with a flustered smile and scurried back off to your table by the window, muttering a quiet thank you.

He watched as you resigned yourself back to your table, amused at the interaction. His wide smile did not once falter.

It didn’t take long for you to be enamoured by the man’s cafe.

Little trinkets that laid around on display occasionally burst out into life, flying around the cafe all the while putting a smile on the faces of customers. Magical portraits that hung around were either crocheting, enjoying a nice cuppa, or taking a catnap. You could’ve sworn there was a portrait of a man who looked exactly like him in deep sleep.

The counter housed a glass dish with coffee beans that smelled magical: a mix of chocolate and deep roasted notes. Fairy lights adorned the walls, adding to the warm and cosy atmosphere. Flowers came to life, engaging in conversation with people who seemed like they could use some company, and you were one of them.

Said flowers would occasionally mourn the dried flowers on display, “She was my best friend, she was. If only she hadn’t been so stubborn about that diet! Every flower knows they need to be watered every day, and not every three days!”

A vase of asphodels bubbled animatedly, each bud asked you about your day and asked if the waffles were really nice. You nodded politely and tried to offer a bud a bite of your waffles, but then remembered flowers probably couldn’t stomach waffles even if they tried.

“George is lovely, isn’t he?” One of the buds started as its leaves flailed around excitedly

“Terribly lovely!” A tiny sprout beside it giggled, “He always waters us with that lovely concoction! Makes my roots smoother.”

Ah, so his name’s George.

Then, before you knew it, you were back at the cafe the next week.

And the following.

Soon enough, you dropped by every day ordering the same Weasley Latte and the occasional waffle, and perhaps a glance or two at George. By then, you figured out what made a Weasley Latte a Weasley Latte was the extra spice it had to it. It tasted like nutmeg with hints of cinnamon and a spicy kick of ginger at the end. It really does the trick, waking you up and all.

George would drop by your table every now and then with a platter of different pastries in hand each time, saying it was “on the house” or "we had extra". You began to wonder who "we" was, because by the looks of it, he was the only one running the cafe, unless there was an elf with a Disillusionment charm running around. How he does it, you didn’t know; but he did a magnificent job running the cafe even during peak hours. You couldn’t help but admire that about him. He didn’t seem to crack under pressure and always wore that smile as if handling a hundred over customers was child’s play.

One particular day, the caffeine coursing through your veins had emblazoned you to do the unthinkable. Before George could walk off after the usual platter offering of enchanted eclairs this time, you spoke up.

“Um! Whatimed’youend?” You blurted out, face flushed.

Bloody brilliant. You ought to Scourgify your mouth and Obliviate yourself when you get home. Maybe invest in a Pensieve too, just to relive this memory every time you need to ground yourself.

“Sorry, dear? I didn’t quite catch that.” George cocked his head to the side.

You quickly composed yourself, “What time do you end?”

Was it even possible for the man’s smile to widen even further? Surely it couldn’t be. Nevertheless, he managed to grin twice as wide. He shoved his tea towel into the front pocket of his apron.

“Eleven. You can tell me all about yourself when I close up shop, love.” He said, winked, and walked off, leaving you in a stupor as he tended to a customer in need of a refill of water.

“Oh, goodness, Y/N’s in love.” The vase of asphodels cooed in a sing-song fashion.

“Am not!” You argued, but the wild grin on your face said otherwise as you tried to help yourself to the eclairs and now-tepid coffee. You should’ve casted a Stasis charm on it.

“Are too!” A pot of lilies giggled.

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Eleven o'clock surprisingly came faster than you were actually ready for. Bloody hell, did someone speed up your watch? Nevertheless, you flattened out the creases in your clothes, checked yourself out in the mirror, and combed through your hair for the umpteenth time before finally heading out.

Curse you, caffeine high.

You apparated with a crack in front of the cafe, and found him closing up. His back was turned to the window while he enchanted the mops and brooms to clean the floor. Chairs levitated and rested upside down on the tables. A couple of “Scourgify'' charms got rid of coffee stains and crumbs left behind by crumbly pastries.

His head then craned upwards to the vase of asphodels that whispered to him. Then, he quickly twirled around. You stood there, smiling awkwardly at him through the window as his mouth was left agape. He looked down at his watch, then back at you, then his hands flew up to his head in exasperation as though he had forgotten he left a fire-breathing dragon unattended in a wooden home.

“Oh, Merlin! I lost track of time! I’ll be with you shortly, dear!”

It was only five minutes past eleven, what was the rush?

Five minutes later, he came running out of the cafe with a few paper bags in hand and apron neatly shrunk and tucked away into his back pocket. The sleeves of his sweater were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his forearms. His hair was now out of the top-knot. It rested nicely on his broad shoulders, and framed his face even more delicately. He brushed a strand behind his ear, now revealing the piercings you had suspected were there.

You quickly swallowed the lump in your throat and looked elsewhere before he caught you staring.

“Did you wait long?” He asked as he cast charms on the shop.

“Not really, it’s alright.” You said as he muttered the last few charms, completely thief-proofing it.

After sheathing his wand in his waistband, he stuck out his arm in an offer for you to take it as the two of you began your trip down the alley and to nowhere in particular.

Then, silence befell the two of you as you walked down the streets of Diagon Alley. The moon was in full view as stars glimmered in the night sky. The sound of your heels clicking down the cobbled pathway of the street echoed throughout the now-quiet town. In the corner of your eye, you saw Madam Malkin closing up shop.Ollivander’s was already closed. Eeylops Owl Emporium was still open, surprisingly.

“You know, I never really caught your name,” George started, breaking the silence, “Oh, and before I forget, these are for you.”

He reached out, offering you a white paper bag with the same green “W” that was on his apron.

“Eclairs, dear. I saw you eating them with a lot of gusto.” He chuckled.

“I– Oh my goodness–,” You flushed, “I’m Y/N, by the way. You’re George, right? The flowers talk about you a lot.” you managed out as you accepted the paper bag.

George’s face brightened.

“Indeed, I am! And you’re from Hogwarts, too, aren’t you? I think I remember you getting your cauldron stuck to the table in fifth year potions, was it? Cost your house a fortune for that from Snape, didn’t you?” He said, eyes twinkling with each word that came out.

You stayed quiet for a few seconds in awe. How on earth did he remember that? That was, what? Aeons ago?

And soon, the night was spent walking aimlessly as you both recounted your years at Hogwarts. He rambled about his family, the shop, and quidditch. (“The Irish team remain undefeated, I dare say!”) You rambled on and on about your freelance writing career and a novel you were itching to publish. Neither of you really seemed to touch on the war. It was best that way.

You both shared a particular distaste for the Daily Prophet, and had shared horrible experiences with Rita Skeeter.

“Honestly, I can’t stand her! Did you know? My sister-in-law found out she was an unlicensed Animagus in her fourth year and held her captive in a glass jar? Brilliant, she is.”

“By sister-in-law, you mean Hermione Granger? Minister for Magic? That’s wonderful, George.”

Your head craned down over to your watch, then over to your front door. You must have subconsciously walked the path home while in deep conversation with him.

“Well, George. Thanks for the night. It’s been lovely– you’ve been lovely. Well, here’s my house.” You said sheepishly as the two of you stood outside your door facing each other.

He chuckled, “You’ve been quite lovely yourself.”

Silence.

Then,

“No, you’ve been really, really, lovely. The free pastries, the wonderful lattes– I mean what on earth is it that you put inside it? It’s magical, that’s what it is– and your cafe’s interior design is just brilliant–” You found yourself rambling like a hormonal teenage girl confessing her love to her crush. Then, a hand found its way to your cheek, cupping it as his face leaned into your ear, with barely a whisper.

“Don’t worry, I fancy you too.”

A quick peck was placed. He winked that same signature wink that left you weak in the knees. Then, he Disapparated, smiling at you with that stupidly beautiful smile.

The sound of the crack echoed and lingered for a while, ringing in your ears as did those six words that left you speechless.

Then, the ringing faded out and clarity came crashing in like a tsunami. It hit like a stunning spell.

“He fancies me, too.”

#george weasley #george weasley fluff #george weasley imagine #george weasley oneshot #george wealsey x reader #george wealsey imagine #harry potter #harry potter oneshot #harry potter imagine #george weasley x reader #george runs a cafe #flirty george weasley #talking flowers #cafe au #george weasley/you #george weasley headcanon

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finelinevogue · 2 years

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the baby clothes one was soo cute!! could u please please do more baby stuff?? u write those so well 😩😩🤍

i just saw a prompt on pinterest and i had to use it, cause i feel like it’d be something harry would say😭

February 26th 2023

Harry would not stop smelling your baby.

He would pick her up and just sniff her skin, saying that she was the most gorgeous smelling thing he’d ever smelt. And that was coming from a man who wore the most expensive cologne on the planet.

Hazel was so tiny without even being premature, so Harry felt this strong urge to protect her over everything. For example, one time you tripped over on the beach and face planted the floor but Harry went straight to Hazel to see if she were okay. You laugh about it now, but at the time you were too full of sand to be in awe of his dad-skills.

“H, leave her be for God’s sake!”

Harry was leaning over her bassinet, in your bedroom, where she was sleeping. Hazel had just been fed and was down for her afternoon nap, but Harry was going to wake her up if he wasn’t careful.

You were currently laying in bed because the doctor said that you needed bedrest for a little while. Harry took the doctors words very seriously and was even hesitant to let you go to the bathroom at first, but it’s been a week now and he’s letting you walk further. Like today, you walked to Hazel’s bedroom instead of Harry having to bring her to you.

“But she smells too good.” He stressed.

“And if she wakes up I will hit you.” You said playfully.

“Not when you can’t catch me.” He giggled like a three year old, standing away from you even though the bassinet was on your side of the bed.

“Fine. If you wake her up, no spooning for a week.”

Harry quickly jumped on the bed and carefully placed himself on top of you instead. He placed his head into your neck and started inhaling deeply.

“What are you doing, y’lump?” You laughed and tried to push him off you. He rolled onto his side of the bed, but propped himself up so he could keep looking at you. He didn’t want to miss you, not even for a moment.

“I was smelling you instead. I love Hazel, but I’m not going a week without a cuddle. Absolutely not.”

“Aw you love me too much, babe.” You puckered your lips and awaited for him to swoop in and kiss you. He kissed your until you had to pull back for a breathe.

“Too fucking right I love you.”

“And I love mini-you too.” You turned your head to fave Hazel in her tiny bed.

“She’s so young she mostly looks like a potato with eyes, but I love her so much too.”

You turned around to look at him again, crinkles in the corners of yours eyes from a slight laugh.

“That’s your newborn you’re talking about.”

“My newborn potato.”

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles x y/n #harry styles fanfic #ask finelinevogue #finelinevogue #harry blurb #harry styles concept #harry oneshot #harrys house #harrys house blurbs #harrys house masterlist #harrys house finelinevogue #harrys house fluff #harrys house hazel #harry’s house #harry styles masterlist #harry styles blurbs

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ncityprincess · 1 year

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drunken cuddles

let’s consider this part 4 of the johnny x oc series. here’s a fluffy drabble where big drunken koala johnny acts extra clingy with his wife.

MDNI

part three

it was 1:27 am when johnny stumbled into the quiet house. he toed his shoes off and hung his jacket up in the coat closet as quietly as he could.

he had just gotten back from his friend yuta’s bachelor party. he still had the same group of friends since college, and he knew he couldn’t miss his best friend’s last party before he tied the knot.

johnny hadn’t gone out much since you had the babies. he didn’t want to leave you home alone with three kids. he knew you would be able to hold your own, but you and him had decided to let the twins develop more before going out with friends. it had been about 7 months since your twins eli and ryan were born. they were already used to their sleep and feeding schedules, so you felt comfortable with johnny going out to celebrate his friend’s marriage.

johnny entered the living room and let out a startled sound when he saw you sitting on the couch wide awake and scrolling on your phone.

“babyyyyy, you didn’t have to wait up for me” johnny whined. he made his way over to you and laid his full weight on top of your body, causing you to giggle.

“it’s ok, i just wanted to make sure you got in safely. how was the party?” you asked as you stroked his hair. he loved when you did that.

johnny’s hazy, honey colored eyed stared into yours. he looked so handsome even with this drunken glow that was evident on his face. “i had a blast honey. yuta took so many shots, i lost count. taeyong and jungwoo had to tap out after two drinks. we sang sooooo many karaoke songs. but i have to admit, i couldn’t stop thinking about my precious babies. i missed you so much” johnny ended his slurred ramble with a warm, open mouth kiss on your forehead.

you patted johnny’s head, chuckling softly. “it’s only been what, 5 hours since you left? i got you sprung that bad huh” you teased.

“you know it baby” johnny said with a drunken smirk.

you patted his back, signaling him to get off of you. “alright lover boy, let’s get you ready for bed”

“okay mama” johnny rolled off of you onto the floor. he resembled an inebriated sloth, the way he made his way towards the staircase.

you grabbed the water bottle you saved for when he returned home and followed behind your husband, poking him on the butt. he turned his head around and gave you a suggestive smirk. “keep it moving” you whispered.

the both of you made it to the top of the stairs where you and your children’s bedrooms were. johnny made a pit stop at hazel’s room and gently pushed the door open. he quietly made his way over to where his daughter was sleeping in her bed and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “goodnight, hazie. daddy loves you so much.”

you smiled at the cute scene in front of you and made your way to your shared bedroom. you had left out some clean clothes for johnny to change into.

after checking on his sons and saying goodnight to them too, johnny entered your bedroom, closing the door behind him. “i love you so much honey. i feel so lucky to have you.”

your man’s sudden sweet words made you blush. “aww, i love you more john. you’re so cute right now” you gushed. “come on, let’s get ready for bed.”

johnny nodded and went into the en suite bathroom to do his night time routine. once he came out of the bathroom you called him over to you and began to strip him of his clothes. you lifted his shirt over his head, undid his belt and his pants, and put him in a fresh pair of boxers. all the while you felt your husband giving you that signature stare. johnny always had a way of looking at you like you were the only girl in the world. it still made you blush till this day.

“stop looking at me like that” you said shyly.

“looking at you like what?”

“like you hold the whole world in your eyes”

johnny smiled sweetly down at you. “well i’m looking at you, and you are my whole world sooooo.”

you reached up on your tippy toes and ruffled his hair.

“even after all these years you’re still so impossible, johnny suh.”

“you know you love it” johnny teased smugly.

“here, drink some of this water before you go to bed. i’ll be right back” you said as you made your way to the bathroom.

“hurry up mama, i want to be the little spoon” you giggled at your big baby of a husband. he always got so clingy with you when he was drunk. you absolutely loved it.

“sure honey, give me one sec”

you came back from the bathroom and saw your husband passed out, snoring softly. you chuckled to yourself, shaking your head.

you climbed into your bed behind him and snuggled yourself into his back, draping your leg over his body. oh how you loved nothing more than snuggling up to your cozy “little” koala.

the end💋

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A Night At The Gala ~ Fred Weasley (Part 1)

Analysis ~ After all the begging that it took from her boyfriend, maybe going to the Yule Ball won't be as bad as Y/N thought?

Warnings ~ fluff, Fred is a simp, Y/N is lowkey lame, female/they/them pronouns used, lmk if I missed anything

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"No"

"Please Y/N, I don't want to look lame showing up to the ball alone. As my girlfriend you should be begging me to go, not the other way around!"

This was the fourth time today that a certain red-head has bothered Y/N. And over a stupid school dance at that. But here he is, in the Gryffindor common room shaking her by the shoulders. Normally, Y/N would be so bothered by it, if there wasn't a whole common room full of people watching the pathetic display shown by the Weasley.

"Honestly Freddie, I don't see the big appeal with wanting to go. It's just a dance-" Y/N wanted to explain the seemingly infinite reasons as to not go, but quickly got shut down.

"Just a dance!" Fred could swear that his soul had left his body at that comment, it's not just a dance but the perfect opportunity to show off his perfect S/O, and, honestly, get them put of their common room for once.

"It's anything but that! Its the Yule Ball, how could you not want to go? We never get to do this kind of thing! I mean, I've been waiting for something like this since like, forever! Plus, you're soo boring, always staying in here all day. You must be socialized, and lucky for you I am just the one up for that task. So go with me? Please?"

At this point, everyone was seeming way to be entertained by the futile attempts of the boy and the fact that he was now on his knees practically yelling for the girl to go with him. His hazel orbs burning into her own as he pleaded. And if we are being honest, he looked quite pretty with the word 'please' burned into his eyes. He knew that the longer he kept this up, the less patients his S/O would have with the matter. Y/N seemed cornered. And he knew this.

That cheeky bastard.

"Godric, Fred, stop. Everyone is looking at you."

Y/N stuck out their hands in an attempt to push the boy away to end the social suicide their boyfriend was oh so graciously providing.

"I know."

Fred grabbed Y/N's hands so they would focuse on him and only him. He would do anything for Y/N, normally, but right now he couldn't give less of a fuck. He wanted to go to the ball. The two of them, and be the power couple he thinks they are, although George likes to shut him down on the ideology, claiming no one actually cares about the couples status in popularity. A fool, George is.

"This is embarrassing for you."

"I know."

Seeing this as the one chance that may be presented to get him to finally shut up about this dance, Y/N decided to end the whole thing. What's the point on fighting him on it anymore? He's been asking since the ball was announced a week ago and has made it so painfully obvious that he wants to go with no one but Y/N, so why not entertain the idea a bit?

Sighing, Y/N gave up, knowing the pestering would continue. Maybe it won't be so bad? Or maybe it will? Who knows, one way to find out.

"Okay, okay, stop. I'll go, because I love you and hate how annoying you're being about this. Only so you'll stop going on about it. Don't expect much excitement from me though, this was your idea, not mine. Id rather be asleep though."

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Oh what a mistake that was, because now Angelica, Katie, Ginny amd Hermionie have dragged her out of bed, forcing her to get ready for that evenings events.

Why must we cave to the stupid red-heads of this world?

Oh, right, cause we are simps, that's why.

While Alicia is helping to adjust the mop of hair that is Hermione, Y/N is helping out with everyone else.

"I get this doesn't happen but why do people care so much? I mean, what's the difference between this and the parties we throw when you yall win a Quidditch game? The way I see it, a party is a party."

With a final tug the zipper on Katie's dress finally rises. Turning to the mirror, Y/N admires their own dress. It's simple, yet elegant, in y/f/c, hugging the curves of her figure perfectly. Angelina has on a purple floor length strapped gown, Hermione in her gorgeous pink dress, Ginny in a green and pink dress, which oddly reminds her of a church going dress. All in all, the girls all look beautiful.

Ginny turns to face Y/N and laughs at the comment.

"Of course you would think that, considering you don't even attend those parties either. It's a big deal. Hogwarts never hosts these big events, amd we have 2 other schools here. It's a way to get to know the Bauxbatons and Durmstrang students amd just have fun. You'd think you would know how to do that, considering who you are dating."

"Oh don't start, little miss I can't stand my brothers."

The girls all shared a laugh as they left the dorm room headed for the stairs to meet their dates, except Hermione, who booked it down the stairs calling back a short goodbye. Odd.

The sounds of clicking heels could be heard from the stairs, signaling to the boys that were waiting in the common room for longer then they thought they would be.

Fred could have thought the world stopped, or maybe it was his heart. The glow of the lights hit skin as perfectly as heavens light when the girl descended down the stairs, and the expressions on their faces made them all look all the more heavenly as the approached. Fred could have sworn he could die at this moment and still be the happiest he has ever been. Awestruck and lovesick, he held out his hand to his S/O, amd pulled her close, capturing her in a sickly sweet kiss.

"This is going to be the best night you've ever had."

#fred weasly x reader #fred weasley #draco malfoy #harry potter #ron weasley #george weasley #yule ball #hogwarts #Spotify

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coniferouskiddo · 1 year

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idk if you're still interested in working on Cedar and Sawdust's story, but I just heard the song "When I Grow Up" by First Aid Kit and it feels like such a them song - additionally if you have other songs you associate with Cedar or Sawdust or both I'd love to hear them!

[ID: an ask from the same person reading: "whoops I meant Hazel and Sawdust not Cedar and Sawdust sorry". End ID.]

thats ok! dont worry ^_^

but ya , i love that song , and also the original fever ray version, soo much. some of my fave songs (i have a lot). and yea it does fit with them :-3 aw.

i do still draw them sometimes, quite often until up to this month because i have hyperfocused pretty hard on making new OCs with a friend and have been busy doing portfolio things n stuff T_T . . but what yous don't know is sawdust's design has changed as of quite a while ago, i just dont have energy to share ocs as much at the moment. like, i want to protect them... my icon is newer sawdust art though, if you want to see

(i might go back and forth between long and short hair for sawdust though. . they can change shapes whenever so, makes sense)

other songs i associate with them (i have a small wip playlist) is: the barrel - aldous harding, ingydar - adrianne lenker.. i want wind to blow - the microphones is the only song on my hazel playlist rn lol , i need to add more. also not a lot, just forever by adrianne lenker. . i dont remember other ones rn

#asks #new OCs ùna and ava and others will maybe appear at some point #but not yet

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gretahayes · 1 year

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For the fandom ask game: pjo? I think you mentioned being in that fandom a while ago?

I did!

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

Basic bitch answer, but Percy or Annabeth! I love them they're the perfect MCs

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

HAZEL!!! I JUST WANT TO SQUISH HER

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

(Idk if this counts but) MAGNUS CHASE he's such a cool MC!! He's sarcastic and chill and surprisingly level-headed and so so down bad for Alex and far more intelligent than people give him credit for and also a total loser I love him. Also PIPER Rick did her so dirty she could be so powerful if he let her be

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

Literally any of the Kanes or the Hunters! They come, kick ass and look hot, then leave, and that's honestly iconic of them

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

Apollo BUT him specifically from ToA or post-ToA like he's soo wet cat coded. He's a little freak and cries over his children regularly and his psuedo-children and he's a GOOD DAD

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

Will Solace! Ik ik he's already been through a lot but I love him so much and he must suffer for it. Maybe his gay as hell boyfriend too

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

Octavian or Zeus I just,,, really dislike them

(ask game)

#asks #anon #ask game

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ofchrysoprase · 1 year

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choi soobin, bisexual, man + he/him ― hey look, it’s lee mingyu! they’re twenty-two years old, they’ve lived in shrike heights for four years, and they’re currently working at starstrike in shrike mall, along with the blue sparrow in town. i heard they’re pretty reckless, but i think they’re so resourceful at the same time. can they make it out alive?

alright, so this is mingyu and this will be a basic overview until i figure out his full backstory. (when I'm not on mobile)

☆ very no(i)sy (both apply) ☆ loves to take risks just for the hell of it (that's how he ended up in Shrike Heights) ☆ definitely a thrillseeker, who doesn't want to feel restricted and gets encouraged by the words "maybe you shouldn't" ☆ big people person, big extrovert, miserable when alone ☆ wants to try everything at least once ☆ secret big teddy bear

yknow what i'm just gonna do this (tba filled out soon™️)

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Lee Mingyu (이민규) Nickname(s): Gyu, tba Age: 22 Date of Birth: December 9th 1967 Zodiac sign: Sagittarius Hometown: Iksan, Jeollabuk-do, South Korea Current Location: Shrike Heights, Colorado, USA Ethnicity: South Korean Nationality: South Korean/American Gender: male Pronouns: he/him Orientation: bisexual Relationship Status: single Religion: none Occupation: employee at Starstrike + barista at The Blue Sparrow Living Arrangements: sharing an apartment with Ho Duk-soo Pets: a hedgehog named Miso (미소) Language(s) Spoken: Korean, English Accent: Slight accent in English

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Choi Soobin Hair Color: black (currently blond, has been many different colors) Eye Color: hazel Height: 6'1 (1.85m) Build: muscular Tattoos: none yet Piercings: both ears Clothing Style: casual, overalls, printed t-shirts, bright colors Usual Expression: click Distinguishing Characteristics: dimple smile, heart shaped lips, full cheeks, doe eyes, rounded nose

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: cheerful, social, intuitive, easygoing, brave Negative Traits: stubborn in specific situations, reckless, oblivious, nosy, loud Goals/Desires: seeing the world and trying everything once Fears: being alone, being limited, chickens and most other birds Hobbies: learning new things, meeting new people, avoiding responsibilities Habits: laughing at inappropriate times, talking too much, sticking his nose in other people's business, scrunching up his nose

FAVORITES:

Weather: sunny/summer Color: yellow, orange Music: pop Movies: My Neighbor Totoro, The Aristocats Beverage: ginseng tea, coke Food: gimbap, churros Animal: dogs, rabbits, hedgehogs

#shrikeintro #//pls work i have been reformatting for HOURS

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moonfromearth · 1 year

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15 OC Questions - with Corey Altman! (because who else?? 😉)

Thank you so so much for the tag @akitasimblr!! I loved Katherine and Leo's answers 😁

Are you named after anyone? Yup! The lead singer of Set it Off. (Corey Carson)

When was the last time you cried? Watching Lost Dog's Journey Home. It was so heartfelt!

Do you have any kids? Just one.

Do you use sarcasm? Sarcasm? Me? Never. (Tone: sarcastic)

What's the first thing you notice about people? Valuables. Old habits die hard, I guess?

What's your eye color? Hazel? Wait a sec, what is hazel? I think hazel.

Scary movies or happy endings? Scary all the way!

Any special talents? Let's see.. Music and acting. Oh! And stealing stuff! I did that for a looong time, this one time I was going to-. (Editor's Note: All further reference to illegal actions have been cut from the interview.)

Where were you born? Strangerville.

What are your hobbies? Making music and chilling with Sans.

Have you any pets? Sans, my dog, who's amazing! He's got a couple of records on the obstacle course, you know?

What sports do you play/have played? No, I don't do sports.

How tall are you? 5' 11"

Favorite subject in school? Yeeeeaah, I didn't like school much... Does recess count?

Dream job? Musician. I'm living the dream now! I wouldn't mind being in the SCU (SimSuperhero Cinematic Universe), though. That'd be soo coool!

Aaaaand I think I'll tag... @simcrab @seokolat @windslar @birdietrait and @oswanily (If you've already done it or don't want to then no pressure tho!!) 😊😊

#these were so so so much fun!!#i'm so glad to do it it was so fun to see corey again #also a bonus picture of his adult look #😉😉#tag game #globetrotter extras #corey altman

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abbysbunny · 5 months

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BBF!HAZEL X READER

word count: 0.6k

warnings: a wee angst

notes: not my best work but oh well, I missed writing for haze soo:3 not proofread !

bbf!hazel who met you the first time she came over to your house to study with your brother and wanted to ask you out right then and there, but before she could ask you your brother draged her to his room so they wouldn't completely fail their test

bbf!hazel who started coming over more and more often till she was over every day. you started noticing she would knock on your door and invite herself in your room almost everytime she was over

bbf!hazel who quickly asked for your Instagram one day and immediately followed you when she left and wrote you a simple 'hey'

bbf!hazel who started texting you every day and fell head over heels for you, she even started saving all the photos you'd send her, she has a little collection with your name and a heart by it

bbf!hazel who one day while picking you up from school saw what she thought was you flirting with another girl and was silent the rest of the car ride and didn't stay over after she dropped you off

bbf!hazel who kept seeing stories with you beside that girl and couldn't get them out of her mind

bbf!hazel who slowly stopped texting you, leaving you on delivered or on read for what you thought was no reason at all

bbf!hazel who stopped coming into your room when she came over and started almost completely ignoring you

bbf!hazel who one day gets an angry message from you asking what the fuck was wrong with her and why she was ignoring you

bbf!hazel who then typed up and even angrier message asking why you would flirt and hang out so much with another girl after she thought you had something special

bbf!hazel who was very surprised when you told her you were hanging out with her to take your mind off hazel because you thought she didn't like you back

bbf!hazel who told you to meet her outside your house in half an hour

bbf!hazel who sped over to your house in anxiety, spending the whole car ride planning her apology

bbf!hazel who when she got there parked in an illegal spot without knowing or caring because she just wanted to get to you as soon as possible

bbf!hazel who walks up to you fiddling with her fingers while looking at the ground

bbf!hazel who looks you in the eyes and starts rehearsing her apology she came up with in the nerve raking drive over

bbf!hazel whose eyes light up as she sees that familiar smile spread across your face when she's done apologizing

bbf!hazel who moves closer to you and leans in, too scared to actually do anything

bbf!hazel who's taken a back by your hands cupping her face and pulling her into a kiss, her face getting red as the kiss gets more intimate

bbf!hazel who's disappointed when you pull away but then hears a loud noise coming from the end of the street

'fuck haze!' you pull away and point to her car being taken

at first she doesn't get what you were pointing at but two seconds later when she does she freaks the fuck out

'oh fuck!' she yelled and covered her mouth with her hand, she turned her head and noticed you trying to keep a laugh in

'it's not funny' she said as she tried to now hold her own laughs in

bbf!hazel who doesn't care about her car being taken away because at least she got to kiss you

bbf!hazel who ends up staying the night and finally being able to talk about her love for you and showing it too

#hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan fanfiction #hazel callahan oneshot #hazel callahan imagine #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan x fem reader #hazel callahan fluff #hazel x reader #hazel callahan

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dogstarmoonheart · 1 year

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hello hazel ♥︎

my day was absolutely horrible yesterday, but then i got a notif that you posted 2 chapters of your fic and i literally dropped everything and ran to read it, and let me tell you…

im so in love!!

i cannot WAIT to read more!!

its too good i love the angst soo much

reading it also made my day significantly better,so thank you for that!!

to pick up on our previous conversation:

i listened to your playlist alot while studying its so good!! ... thank you for sharing it:))

anddd upon your recommendation i listened to “john im only dancing” and youre right that bastard put crack into that song or something, its way too fucking good…

my question for today is (and im not sure if you mentioned it before or not):

do you have a particular scene or an episode of the office thats your favorite?

anyways i had a perfect visual representation of how i looked after reading your fic but sadly im unable to share it here:((...

maybe one day:)

p.s. this is way too long so sorry for that... hope you had a great day!

-lilz<3

LILZ! I've been waiting to hear from you <3

it feels a bit like sharing a secret, letting people in on one's playlist. I'm relived that you liked it. The Bowie song too:) (and the fic thing god I- thank you)

For your question, I have two favorite episodes and one favorite scene..

The first episode is "The Injury" s.2 ep.12 - It's the one where Dwight gets a concussion. I love how ooc he's being idk...

The seeecond episode is "Threat Level Midnight" s.7 ep.17 - Michaels movie..no further explanation.

My favorite scene is the "Do I get along with my co-workers" scene from the last episode "Finale Part 2" s.9 ep.25 I love Dwight's speach so much. (especially when he calls Pam his best friend, that sentense alone changed the way I viewd his actions/comments ecs. towards her throughout the previous seasons)

soo..wby?

the "way to long" question, deserves a way to long answer ;)

KISSSSSSSSSSES

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gaypleasantview · 1 year

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15 questions for 15 mutuals

i was tagged by @annieshowell and @profesionalpartyguest, thanks frens! <3

are you named after anyone? i have a beautiful ethnic name and its not after anyone but just bc my mom liked it, she originally wanted to call me another similar name but my stupid asshole of a father said that name is used for a different gender normally so they ended up with one that has both feminine and masculine forms established. these names still have gendered endings like most in my culture do but i legitimaly never saw anyone of my assigned-at-birth gender rock that other name so it would be such a fucking gender slay if i had it. also they were expecting me to be born as another gender anyway so

when was the last time you cried? hmm im a crybaby in general so hard to remember. i cried a lot tuesday evening when watching eurovision whenever anything about my country came up 🥲 (i also accidentally hit my head on the wall out of excitement when they showed a landmark of my city) also yesterday bc i was super sick

do you have kids? no and i dont have opinion on whether i want one bc i like them but having one may be too much. we'll see in the future

do you use sarcasm a lot? i used to actually do it way more (bc im a passive aggressive bitch) but now i realize i mostly stopped after i started hanging out more with people that dont exactly read it well

what sports do you play/have you played? i used to dance as a kid but i hated it (i have a vivid memory of how we got bon voyage and i really wanted to play it but i had to go to a dance lesson and leave my sister with the game i was soo upset) i also used to do yoga as a teen and now i dont do anything doctors hate me

what’s the first thing you notice about other people? hair tbh. also probably facial expressions bc i try to understand if they are angry or not

scary movies or happy endings? i dont watch scary movies and i like sweet endings

any special talents? i have that thing where you can move some parts of your body further than most people can and i used to scare people with that. but i dont think its really that abnormal

where were you born? Kyiv <3 my love. i havent been there for more than a year after leaving abruptly and its breaking my heart to even see pictures

what are your hobbies? honestly i dont do anything interesting, i just follow whatever hyperfixation has a hold over me currently. also i write a bit i guess but i wouldnt consider it a hobby. its complicated

do you have any pets? never had one :( i am allergic to kitties but i really want one in the future because im a huge fan

how tall are you? about 168 cm

fave subject in school? algebra <3 i sucked at school but i had math for about 12 times a week so i had to step it up there

dream job? something that could actually bring me joy (or at least not distress me)

eye colour? hazel

im tagging @blueybells and anyone who wants to do it, sorry im not tagging anyone else personally its just too awkward for me 😭

#ask thingies #non sims #ramblings

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