#all of those are femreader btw

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Okay, does anyone want Path to Nowhere fantasy AU stuff? I have a few on my drafts folder and many are nsfw, with the following pairings:

Vampire!Oak x Nurse!Reader

Fairy!McQueen x Reader x Fairy!Lisa

Vampire!Chelsea x Baker!Reader

Lamia!Langley x Hunter!Reader

Werewolf!Zoya x Hunter!Reader

Demon!Zoya x Reader x Demon!Bai Yi

#path to nowhere #ptn oak casket #ptn mcqueen #ptn lisa #path to nowhere x reader #ptn x reader #lirational rambles #these each have a few hundred to thousand words each but #I just want to know which ones to prioritize #ptn chelsea #this is totally not an excuse for me to write monster stuff no sir totally not #all of those are femreader btw

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Beautiful Anomaly (Part 8): Morpheus x FReader (Final Chapter for the story)

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Morpheus x FemReader (present day, its a little hard to explain)

A couple of disclaimers:

1.) This is all based on the Netflix show and I have 0 background on the graphic novel it is based on (so don't expect it to be faithful);

2.) This is a fan work, the only benefit I derive from this is sharing it with the community.

AN: I would like to say thank you to everyone who has liked, read, and commented on this fic. This is the shortest chapter among the series but I hope you'll nevertheless enjoy it. Part 9 will be the steamy nsfw scenes that are only implied here (this is Safe For Work since I don't want to sacrifice the story to those who wouldn't be comfortable with NSFW scenes).

Btw if you're planning on reading the crossover spin-off fic "Higher Intervention" which is mainly in the House of the Dragons universe with Sandman elements. There is a spoiler/hint at the end of who FemReader is. If you don't want to know who it is, don't read beyond the line "It's the rise of a new era."

For those of you who are new. I highly recommend reading the previous parts first because I don’t know if you will understand everything without first reading those.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4/ Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7

Tagging for the last time (If you want to still be tagged for the NSFW chapter please comment below):  @winxschester @true-queen-of-mischief @laydreams @memento-mora @daydreamin1220 @kuchokitty @fate-huntress @igotanidea @mikariell95 @seninjakitey

"This is almost unexpected." Morpheus says as he helps you set up your dinner after arriving earlier than expected.

"Think of it as an ice breaker of some kind." You finally lay down the last of the food that you've made earlier. It was on the simple but hearty side. Pomodoro pasta with fresh tomato sauce and basil topped with parmesan cheese; Homemade Garlic bread; Deep fried Calamari sprinkled with some herbs that you have; and for the beverages you place the large carafe of Lipton's lemon flavored iced tea, and another carafe of water.

"We've known each other for awhile."

"You say that and yet it seemed that there are still some parts of you that I have yet to discover. Besides almost all dates start with a meal of some kind." He smiles at that as the two of you seat across each other.

"This is mainly a meal for yourself."

"And I took the effort to not be lazy and cook enough for both of us. You can't refuse and place my efforts to waste." He gives you a smirk with a raised eyebrow.

"You took the effort to make sure I actually eat."

"That's generally the idea, yes. Go on." Shaking his head in amusement he places some of the calamari on his plate as you mix the pasta and the sauce, before taking some and placing it on your plate.

"I know compared to the food in the dreaming, this pales in comparison. But I do hope my efforts satisfy you." He takes some large bites of the calamari, finishing his share in brief time.

"You shall be glad to know that I am more than satisfied." He takes some pasta and the garlic bread.

"Oh thank you."

"And contrary to what you believe, it is at par with what the dreaming serves."

"Really?" You raise an eyebrow. Doubt evident in your expression.

"Yes. I am just reminded that the real food satisfies urges that I have forgotten."

"Nourishment satisfies physiological urges so that people may be able to satisfy urges of less physical needs."

"Such as companionship."

"Yes, and the urge to create, the urge to consume stories."

"Almost everything has a story."

"But not everything has to be a story told."

"True, but all stories have some sort of purpose. Whether it's simply to entertain or for something else."

"Like putting me to sleep and leading me to the dreaming?" He couldn't help but smile at this.

"Exactly."

After briefly cleaning up and vigorously washing the dishes. You prepare yourself for the actual date. Morpheus waits in your bedroom as you change in the bathroom. Normally you wouldn't mind simply having him turn around as you change into your sleepwear. But this was just the first date even though you've known him longer than any of your lovers. And you would rather the two of you had a sturdier foundation to build your romantic relationship from. Other things can wait.

You dress in a cotton long-sleeved shift. Not something that people would think of as sexy, but you wanted to be comfortable. Besides, if he had any issue with you dressing more for comfort than for seduction, then he was probably had high hopes for tonight.

"I'm ready." He takes a seat as you settle in your bed. And soon you fell asleep to the sound of his voice lulling you to sleep.

And soon you find yourself in an unfamiliar part of the dreaming. You were in a location that was reminiscent of Venice at a time when gondolas were still the main means of travel. The sun was setting and you could understand how it made the scene so romantic.

"You just can't help yourself can you?"

"I have catered it to your liking. I assure you it is still rather intimate, just as you requested." He steps into an empty gondola and picks up the rowing oar before he lends a hand to you. Feeling giddy you take it and you step into the gondola. Once you were inside, you settle yourself on front of him. And it was then that you realize that it was a modified gondola and was reminiscent of the boat used by the Phantom and Christine to travel into his lair. It was downright luxurious with velvet lining and pillows. And much like the show, it had enough room for two and could double as a bed comfortably.

"You got inspiration from my favorite musical?"

"Yes, among many things that you liked." His voice was lighter and yet still proud about his work.

"Are there rising candelabras later?"

"Maybe next time. I promised to err on the side of comfort and intimacy."

"Well thank you for respecting my wishes."

The journey allowed you to pass by gorgeous sites. In the sky the stars have begun to come out and street lamps show the various people living their lives. Close enough to give you an idea of what they're doing, yet far enough to still allow them some privacy.

"I recall when you were a high priest for Ek Chuah that you enjoyed watching people from afar in the temple. When I asked about it back then if it was similar to my position, you explained that it was something else." He says in a gentler almost affectionate tone. Nostalgia brings you back to that lifetime.

You had just finished the sacrificial offerings to Ek Chuah on front of the populace. Contrary to what some people believe right now, part of your training was to show no malice towards the people who were prepared as offerings. It was well understood that it is a task that no one would volunteer for. Those who had volunteered for it, those who were actively seeking death in the guise of a self-offering were not worthy of being offerings at all. People from either your own or from captured prisoners who wanted to live, who wanted to thrive, were what made them the ideal offerings. Colonial Spaniards later on would think the Aztec people, a newer civilization and culture from the seeds of your Mayan culture, thought that those who were wailing about not being offered on the altar despite them being set free simplified them to be bizarre suicidal people. When really it was about respecting the faith and the preparations made for them to be offered. To not follow through with the offering was taboo, and a risk no one was willing to take.

He appeared by your side disguised as a fellow priest as the two of you look out from the temple. You don't know how long the two of you talked, but when he had to leave, it was about to be dawn, and you had yet to sleep.

"I remembered how puzzled you were that I seemed to enjoy watching people live out their lives. You sometimes watched me do it in my previous lifetimes that you thought it was to simply observe."

"There was a spark that seemed to grow and dim in a pattern I have yet to discover. And it made me curious enough that I needed to know more from you." You briefly hold on to the sides of the boat as he made a turn to the left.

"What I said back then is still true now. I enjoy watching people live out their lives because there are so many possibilities of living life that even with the many lifetimes I lived, I still will not be able to experience everything and anything. I still don't know the nuances of how cobblers make shoes, though I can appreciate watching them work and the product that comes. I still don't know what a teenage boy is whispering to a teenage girl that made her laugh, even though I have a guess as to what it is and have been in both their places. There is just so much possibility, and yet it ironically is also follows a similar pattern no matter where I am born in."

"I remember being startled that you don't just simply use your ability to read the conscious minds of the people you were curious about. But then you explained the intricacies of doing that while you are still mortal and not in your Intangible form."

"I also don't like unnecessarily reading other's minds. They deserve the privacy to actually think whatever their minds want no matter how much I agree, disagree, or any other reaction I may have. If they cannot be themselves in the place that they cannot escape from, then how are they to really know who they are? Even if it is a vague idea of what their true selves may be."

Morpheus makes a right turn before finally stopping at a port where he gets off first before helping you step onto the marble floor. It was only then that you realize that your dress was a more walk friendly version of Christine Daae's white night robe from the show. Made of silk and lace and yet it was so soft and comfortable that you barely noticed it on your skin.

"Is this going to be you singing Music of the Night?" He smiles, his expression lighthearted as you take his arm as he leads you through the streets.

"My equivalent of that perhaps. Originally I was going to treat you to foods that you have been missing for awhile. But since you are still full and you enjoy simply walking around, we shall be taking a longer route to your area in the dreaming." You couldn't help but smile at that as you allow him to lead the way.

"May I ask, did it ever occur to you that simply asking me or telling me would suffice?"

"About humanity or how I felt about you?"

"Both. Some things may have been prevented, some words never said, some misunderstandings cut in the bud."

"Would you believe me if I told you that looking back now, my pride and my ego may have blinded me and contributed to my mistakes." You take a sigh.

"Back then, maybe not. But now-now that Desire has shown me that I too am at the mercy of my own insecurities when it comes to you...perhaps."

"Of all the possible beings."

"They are living up to their name and domain. Even you can't deny that they are right in this instance."

"After they endangered you and risk ending all life in this world and possibly beyond?"

"This instance meaning when we confronted them. Not their actions forcing our confrontation with them. That being said, I could understand their reasons for taking that risk when it comes to the two of us. I'm not blind that they still want to harm you or to bring your ego down. But they were right to be concerned about what it might mean for the Universe if we didn't resolve this."

"Still, I would have appreciated alternative means for us to be where we are now."

The two of you pass by what appeared to be the dreaming's version of Café Van Gogh, only instead of being a still painting, it was animated and teaming with people going in and out and dining in the outdoor tables.

"They are other dreamers, those who have dreamed about dining in the famous Café Van Gogh."

"Can they see us?"

"If they choose to. Otherwise we are simply a couple of bystanders simply passing through their dreams."

"Hmm maybe on our next or succeeding date I would like to dine with you there."

"I shall take that into consideration."

"Out of curiosity, are there any sites or anything you want to do? I don't want to be the only one to have preferences on how we spend our time together."

The two of you take a turn to the right. A slightly quieter area but nevertheless still lively with a bunch of dreamers, their dream companions and some minor nightmares making mischief on their assigned targets.

"In all honesty, I truly am satisfied with simply having dinner with you. I find myself more satisfied from our conversations than anything I could simply conjure in the dreaming."

"Or - maybe you just aren't aware of what your own preferences are having served all beings capable of dreaming for awhile now that you neglected your own self."

"I was not aware that I was also receiving guidance from you."

"I couldn't help myself, I apologize."

"I - I do not mind if you enlighten me more. It seems I feel more receptive to such guidance from you." You couldn't help but make a small chuckle.

"Considering our history together, maybe we could benefit from enlightening each other."

"You? Being enlightened by me? When it is from you that my dreams are constituted and formed?"

"Have you forgotten how I worried that it was my fault that I couldn't save you? You enlightened me with how I aided you in your escape."

"And I wouldn't forget it soon."

"My point Morpheus, is that it turns out we actually benefit from each other." Your heart lightened as he couldn't help but chuckle. Sincerity in his voice as you knew he could see your point.

For the rest of the walk the two of you drift into conversations about how perhaps your domains have long influenced each other and are perhaps more interconnected than just simple influence. The conversation then branched out to various topics, him and his initial thoughts on art, the two of you then debating if art is the best midpoint of bringing dreams into reality.

"In the lifetimes where I was allowed to develop my skills as an artist, I remember being so frustrated that plenty of times my work no matter how praised and favored it was, was still less than how I imagined it to be. It's almost as if however I have imagined it, it was for mine alone and my work was the best I could to share it with others."

"And yet it is also those works that last longer than some of your lifetimes and have gone on to inspire others in their own dreams. I consider that a great compromise for not being able to share the way you have imagined it to be."

"We all want what we can't have. I still find myself mourning over those lost imaginations that seem to leave so quickly once they feel they have served their purpose. Some leave more quickly more than others, some linger for awhile only for me to wake up and suddenly realize that they have already left."

"I feel the same. Not simply about imaginations and thoughts but also some relationships, some things that I realize have simply escaped me."

"Such as connections with humanity?"

"Rather my own misconceptions of humanity."

You find yourself now at the door to your own deceptively small cottage in the dreaming. It was larger inside than what it looks on the outside. Similar to the houses Cain and Abel occupied with goldie, but more to your liking.

"Am I supposed to let go of you now?"

"Should you wish it." His tone was light, his face is neutral, but you could tell that he too didn't want it to end just yet.

"Then" you turn to face him, looking into the eyes that was capable of showing the universe, and a lot more.

"Would it be selfish of me to request you stay until I awake?" His lips turn upwards as he goes closer to you.

"It is a request that would also fulfill my own selfish desire." Smiling at him, you take his hand as you guide him inside.

The two of you spend the rest of the evening at each other's side by the fireplace. You laying your head on his shoulder as the two of you softly talk. It was what you wanted. Intimacy.

Soon you feel yourself beginning to awaken. Not yet but soon.

"Before I awaken, I'm glad how this date went." You feel him gently caress your head.

"I hope I had complied with your wishes."

"It did. It's funny how nervous I was yesterday morning. Finally we go on a romantic date, and yet I was nervous about how it will turn out. When I should've known that time seems to pass by whenever we start talking."

"Your feelings were mutual. I have made so many mistakes trying to be closer to you. I feared that one of the nightmares might secretly interfere and ruin this. Only to realize that we share our desire for intimacy." You look up at him as you feel yourself finally awaken.

"Thank you for this Morpheus."

"Thank you. Enjoy your Sunday."

You awaken with a refreshed feeling and a smile on your face. The next date you two had was in the waking world this time it was your turn to show him around. The setting was still on what you would call as the wholesome intimate side. Which mainly was eating dinner at a restaurant then relaxing in your favorite café, or rather you were eating dark chocolate macademia cookies and every now and then you were sipping Moroccan Mint tea.

In between dates was your informal guidance of him and his thoughts. You made it a rule never to have them on the same day and to have one day at the very least in between them. Not only was this to balance out your new relationship but to also help build the foundation for a longer term relationship that would be viable beyond one lifetime.

He had become more involved with interacting with your domain. You would of course send him back to the Dreaming when you felt he needed to return to his work and not neglect the dreams of all. A task that hung around your head as you recall the consequences of his imprisonment by Burgess.

Eventually he had revealed that he had managed to create an alias for himself in order to continue your courtship in the waking world.

"You chose Rizmon as your last name?" You couldn't help but smirk at this as you view some of the legal documents he gave you to check.

"Is it too unusual?"

"No, but I'm wondering why you didn't just go with Oneiros or ēdrurys?"

"Oneiros might give me away. Ēdrurys sounds to fantastical to be real. Rizmon at least has some believability in both the spelling and its sound."

"For someone who is the embodiment of Dream I have to say this is pretty uncreative of you. Simply translating 'sand' in High Valyrian?"

"Not enough people know about High Valyrian yet and there is plausible deniability of it even then. Rizmon sounds similar to many real life last names such as Desmond."

"I'm rather impressed that you are able to have an occupation that coincides with what you actually do. Mr. Morpheus Rizmon, mysterious investor of the media production company 'Heightened minds'. Headquarters not too far away from a magical community hub and is accessible to mine and Emira's school. Are there actual people in this company or are they just some of your dreams and nightmares?"

"There are actual people involved, yes. It is mainly run by those in the magical community who wish to be involved in the entertainment industry. Mainly with content production such as books, articles, films, and other media that are consumed. Sam's family is the major investor of it as I'm sure he has told you. I just have this position as an excuse to have an occupation."

"Are you actually being paid though?"

"Technically it's paid to your bank account since I don't want to deal with such matter."

"...we might as well open a joint account just to be sure. Otherwise banks might think there is suspicious activity with my account."

"Very well, though it may not be necessary."

"I'd rather have things that I can explain rather than face the penalty of what I couldn't in court."

A question suddenly occurs to you.

"By any chance -?"

"From what I know we are still working on a collaboration with SB19."

"...I projected my question into you didn't I?" He chuckles softly before he fades away back into the dreaming as you make yourself lunch.

Each succeeding date you both had became less of a source of stress and more of a stress reliever for both of you. It almost reminded you of the times when either of you previously intentionally sought each other either in the Dreaming or in the waking world just for a chat.

"Is it odd that I feel how relieved that it is surprisingly familiar? It almost felt like any one of our ordinary meetings but now...now I'm more than aware of our mutual feelings for each other."

"No, it isn't." Death says as she takes a sip from her metal straw of the lemon iced tea you've made. You two were currently in the dining room of your apartment a few days after the Saturday night date.

"Maybe it's because I'm biased, but I was massively relieved when I heard that you two were finally going to be dating and this more than a millenia of mutual pining will finally be resolved."

"Hey - in my defense I didn't know it was mutual up until recently."

"The point is that whatever type of unresolved tension between the two of you is slowly being resolved. The fact that the two of you are now communicating more than ever is promising. As long as the two of you don't become complacent and continually work on your now romantic bond, then I don't see what's the problem." She gives you a knowing mischievous look as you find yourself smiling.

"I don't know if it's because we are currently on the honeymoon stage, but I am thankful that the familiarity in our relationship still allows me to argue with him and him actually rebutting me. I used to be more nervous that he would let any arguments we've had affect our relationship. But to my surprise, he understood that sometimes an argument is just an exchange of ideas."

"A sometimes passionate exchange of ideas."

"You're being weird he's your brother."

"I'm just teasing, I will be hard at work on my duties during times you two want to be intimate."

"Much appreciated dear sister." Morpheus appears to your side from the living area.

"Oh Dream, come to steal away my best friend?" Death says still in the same mischievous and lighthearted voice.

"You were informed before hand that I will be arriving in the early evening. It is no fault of mine that you've lost tract of time."

"Oh and this is the thanks I get for helping the two of you progress in your relationship."

"If by helping you mean persistently tell me to tell him my thoughts then thank you."

"And I'm off. Enjoy your first anniversary you two." She walks out the door leaving you alone with Morpheus.

"Shall we?"

"Let me just get my bag."

"You won't need to worry about anything. I have made some adequate preparations."

"Still, it never hurts to be prepared."

You are transported through his sand into what was clearly in a place opposite your time zone. You weren't sure if this was in the morning or the afternoon but the sun was still on the sky here.

"Where are we?"

"Look carefully." He whispers as he gently turns you around and you see a beautiful yet homely Inn. It was only when you saw the road sign and some familiar landmarks that you finally realize where you were.

"The Inn where I stayed in?! When you were still captured?!"

"It was renovated under new ownership. I managed to get us a private room with a view for a day and an evening."

"So that's why you wanted to make sure that I was both alone and had no prior engagement."

"And that no one wouldn't miss you for a while. Or not beyond reasonable."

"I hope you paid them or at least that you have generously compensated them."

"Worry not. I have paid them in advance using my one of my aliases here."

"Then as long as they are generously compensated I can allow myself to relax."

He leads you to a room in the second floor. Not quite the same as the last time you were here. But given how you died in that lifetime, you were glad for that change.

You enter the room. It was a gorgeous yet intimate suite. The colors are light and they are complemented by bold lines that made the room dynamic but not losing its comfort and intimacy. There was a window bed by the window large enough for one person to sleep in or to serve as a couch. The bed was made of understated but luxurious fabric. Genuine silk for the sheets underneath and the duvet is made of velvet.

"I need to ask, of all the places you could've brought me...why here?"

"It was here that my creation was responsible for your death. And to some degree I felt I too was indirectly responsible for it. I am aware now that such line of thinking if uncontrolled would only lead to more unnecessary pain. And so I felt that I should take you here on our anniversary to make new memories to replace the ones that lead to pain."

You take a seat on the window bed and he rolls the dining table on front of you as he takes a seat across you.

"I guess we have Jessamy to thank for where we are now. She always thought we were eventually going to be a couple. It used to annoy me since I thought you didn't reciprocate my feelings."

"Reminiscing now, perhaps had I been more honest of my own...or my awareness of your feelings, perhaps things may have been different."

"Probably. But a part of me is glad of our rather tumultuous journey here. We both needed help changing. And maybe the fates have seen that this was the best outcome for us."

"Don't mention the three at this time. They have done a lot." You could tell by his tone that he was teasing. Had it been anyone else they may not have recognized it as teasing at all.

"Well they have their own design and are privy more than any of us to the contents of Destiny's book. I still have yet to understand the relationship of those three with him."

"I've learned that there are some things that are best not to inquire. If we were meant to know then the Universe itself would've allowed us such knowledge."

He stands up and gets a bottle of pink champagne from the ice bucket and disposed of the now melted ice from two champagne flutes.

"I remember my own encounter with your former partner Sam." You raise an eyebrow at this as you slice yourself a slice of the apple pie.

"Oh? What did he say?"

"In essence that he would find some way to hurt me if I ever intentionally harmed you. He doesn't care that I am the embodiment of dreams. He cares deeply for you, which at first I was uncertain if it would affect our relationship." He hands you one of the flutes as he clears away the empty plates into a dining tray for dish washing.

"But then?"

"Then I saw him move on with another. And yet I could tell by his dreams that you still hold a deep platonic place in his heart."

"I'm not surprised, we mistook our deep bond for something romantic when it turns out we were just scared of never experiencing it in our lifetimes that we tried to turn our friendship into something else forcefully."

"It was then that I felt relief. And yet I was ashamed momentarily for feeling uncertain about my place with you when I know that if someone else has caught your eye, you would tell me." You reach for his hand across the table as you feel the otherworldly energy on his fingers play with the flow of your own fingertips. The spark that had only dimmed but never left.

"Feelings and thoughts are just that feelings or thoughts. Not all of them define who you are but rather what you do with them."

"And with your help I have improved on managing that." His thumb brushes along your skin. It was so gentle that there was no room to hide the spark of energy that he was stimulating you with.

"None of us are perfect. All we could do is to continue to improve and adapt to whatever changes may happen." You see the love in his eyes, relief, joy, pain, despair, faith, hope among other things that love reaches. Some say that love has no place in dreams. To a certain degree there was truth in that. Love is a verb, a need to act. Love has no place in dreams because to love is to act. And to truly love, it cannot take place in dreams or in the dreaming alone.

Love encompasses all of the Endless.

He takes your hand and guides you to stand.

"I have something for you." He takes a black corded necklace with his sigil as a pendant.

Oh my

Oh the fates

OH THE UNIVERSE.

"Morpheus" Your eyes start tearing up with tears of joy.

"Life, the beautiful anomaly of the universe...will you take me as your spouse and consort? A year by human standards may be too fast. But I have never felt more certain. I will wait till you are ready to marry. For you are worth the wait to become my Queen. I know not what the future holds, but I want to face it with you by my side." The significance of the gift was not lost on you.

With his sigil around your neck you wouldn't need the gallery to call him. It would create a bond stronger than any of the other Endless. With his helm against your skin...the intimacy it implied...the responsibility you would have as consort to the Dreaming in addition to your own responsibilities of the Endless...

And that he was not in a rush and would wait for you to be ready to formally marry.

"Yes." And before you knew it your eyes were closed, you were in his embrace, and your lips were against his. It was slow, sensual, both of you savoring the moment of your commitment to each other.

He releases your lips to let you breathe while he rests his forehead against yours. Your eyes meet and his expression mirrors yours. One filled with joy and hope.

"I can't believe it."

"Then allow me to place it on your person." You put your finger against his lips. A sign to let you speak.

"I can't believe that we had the same idea." You chuckle as you see the surprise on his face as you bring out a pouch from your handbag. In the small pouch was something worth more to you than all other types of rings that existed in this world. Two months before this day you found a metal rose ring from a jewelry store. You bought it and had since been giving some of your power to the ring with the hopes of giving it to Morpheus tonight.

You knew he was ready to commit when in your recent formal guidance sessions he not only actively sought help from you but also from Nadia. You were there as he made his confessions to her as you stood by for moral support. You knew he was ready when he wasn't afraid to tell you of his insecurities and was ready to be vulnerable around you.

You knew you were ready when you placed necessary boundaries to have time for yourself. You knew you were ready when you find yourself no longer thinking that the risks of being with him would be the only outcome of what a marriage with him could be.

You knew you were ready when you found yourself filled with hope among the doubts and insecurities you had, and will have.

You just felt ready. No words could truly describe how you know. Language just became so insufficient.

You lift the ring from the pouch.

"This seems redundant now but I'm not taking any chances." His expression is still one of disbelief.

"Dream of the Endless, would you be my spouse and consort?"

"Yes."

Once again his lips were on yours. Both of you deepening the kiss as he guides you to the bed. You two part as you both take a seat at the edge.

"I believe we should have our own little game to properly exchange our sigils."

"Let me make sure we are uninterrupted first." He takes all the dirty plates in the same tray and pulls the cord summoning a bell boy to take it to the dish washer. Afterwards he pours the Pink Champagne to the flutes and hands one to you.

"To our engagement."

"To our engagement."

Glasses clink as the two of you share a drink. You felt pleasure in your mouth as the bubbles tickle their way down in your throat. The empty flutes are then placed on the dining room.

"Should I start or you?"

"Allow me beloved."

You turn around as he unclasps the necklace.

"I Dream of the Endless, bestow my power upon this sigil worn by my consort, Life incarnate. She shall share in my responsibilities to the Dreaming and to dreams. I surrender to her what is mine, for our partnership to each other, to the realm, and to the Universe. Till the end of time."

You feel the power in his sigil as it settles on the area just above your cleavage area. Your senses were heightened as you could still feel his breath by your ear and his fingertips on your nape.

Now it was your turn.

You turn to face him as you lift his non-dominant hand.

"Which finger would you like me to place it on?"

"The ring finger would do." You straighten your back as you take his hand.

"I Life Incarnate, bestow my power upon this sigil worn by my consort, Dream of the Endless. He shall share in my responsibilities to the Waking world and to life. I surrender to him what is mine, for our partnership to each other, to the realm, and to the Universe. Till the end of time."

You slip the ring on his finger, and you could feel him sense the power now radiating from your sigil on his hand.

The two of you spent the rest of the time celebrating before he carried you back into your apartment.

You couldn't help but offer your gratitude to the Universe as you lay your head on his shoulder as the sun rises from your window.

It's the rise of a new era.

"You all know the rest." You say as you take a sip of ambrosia gifted to you by Calliope.

"Wow - so you and father being a couple is a new thing?" Knowledge, your son, the middle child and older twin of his brother Imagination says in disbelief.

"How could-How could you not have told each other that you loved each other?"

"Sensuality dear, have you met your father?" You laugh as she still has her jaw dropped open in disbelief. Your second child however was still in disbelief at your story.

"You know what" Connectivity the youngest says as she begins to stand up from the picnic blanket.

"That actually explains why Uncle Destruction and Aunty Death likes teasing father and being overly dramatic that it took him more than a millennia just to confess to mo -Ah"

"CONNECTIVITY!" Vitality, your eldest child and near carbon copy of your recent physical form was able to catch Connectivity before she fell over on her back.

"Be careful sister, you just died in your human lifetime. It takes awhile to get used to our intangible forms."

"I thought it was supposed to be easier? Especially here in the Dreaming."

"Hahahaha easy she says. I don't know about all of you, I was able to settle in pretty quickly."

"Oh shut up Imagination, nobody wants you bragging how you are a natural at it."

"Sensuality, he's the personification of Imagination what else did you expect from my twin?"

"Children." They all calm down with you uttering just one word.

"Vitality dear, how was your meeting with Destiny?"

"He just gave me a brief background of the experiment bestowed upon him by his book. He says I could still take my time thinking if I should accept it since the 'canon' events that lead up to the historical version of the Dance of Dragons are still currently happening. I won't be needed until about 50 to 100 years yet."

"In the meantime she'll be here with us. Practicing and honing your powers as you build your own realms." Morpheus says as he sits beside you and you lean your head on his shoulder.

"Wait dad - how did you punish Mark Gal Lanes for what he did to mom?"

"Well Connectivity, you could say both your mother and I played a part here in the dreaming. For a period of time, he was only ever a snake in his dreams. That was the only choice I left him."

"And then I was in the form of a King Cobra. I think you can guess what happens next."

"Oh OH." Knowledge's eyes widen in both horror and astonishment.

"MOM YOU ATE HIM!" Sensuality couldn't help but scream out her shock.

"Well I treated him as a toy first then I ate him as slowly as I can so he will feel himself being digested by me."

"And this happened for how long?"

"About three weeks, Vitality. I considered making a permanent nightmare version of your mother's King Cobra form but then your Aunt, Death says that his time was near and that I and your mother have made our point and received our revenge."

As your children gather around the two of you with your head on his shoulder and his arm placing you in his embrace. You couldn't help but feel satisfied. It turns out as a consequence of being a consort to the realm of the Dreaming, another change entered your life. Instead of only constantly being in the Waking World, you were allowed more freedom to choose when you wanted to re-enter your domain in a mortal form. It was refreshing being in your immortal form for longer than a few years or decades. It was nice having a break, even if it's only just briefly.

Yes, you were satisfied indeed.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Once again I would like to thank everyone who has been with me on this journey. This is the end of the story for Beautiful Anomaly with Part 9 being the nsfw scenes that are implied here so that those who don't want to read the sex scenes won't have to endure it.

#Beautiful Anomaly #morpheus #dream of the endless #the sandman #Morpheus x reader #morpheus x fem!reader #Dream x reader #dream x fem!reader #Morpheus x you #Morpheus x y/n #Dream x you #Dream x y/n #Final chapter #for the story part #Dream x Life

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Heloo hellooo updates!

Sooo, I've been hitting some creative blocks lately and ontop of that I've been sick these past few days :'))

Just to let you know, (for those that has sent a request) I will be doing it but it'll just take a little whileee please forgive me 😭

And all these request are amazing btw! It got me really excited to write them!!!

I will spill a lill bit of the fics that are comin upp; -Very kinky Wandanat smut (kudos to the user that sent this request!) -2 adorbs Natasha x Platonic!femreader -And this Wandanat crackfic/fluff collab with @supercorpdanbeau (Based on one of the anon's sent, kudos to you!)

This is just to let you guys know that I see your request before I close my request, I don't want to eat more than I can chew 😭

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[mrzovq3]

Book!Aleksander Morozova x FemReader

Part 1

word count: 1086

|| this is the first fanfic I’ve ever written so if you have any tips on how I can improve my writing please feel free to tell me also request for future fics are open ||

btw: reader’s an Inferni and this doesn’t actually follow any plot points from the books/ part 1 is just fluff with a bit of kissing 🙃

ENJOY!

You were mere seconds from falling asleep right there, in the middle of a war room meeting. You usually love these types of meetings. Discussing strategy, war plans and studying maps are your area of expertise. But today the saints decided it was an amazing idea to make Vasily come up with another one of his so called “brilliant plans” to help win the war and present it in front of the whole council for approval. You didn’t understand why Nikolai would still let him be a part of anything at court since he was king and could easily exile that idiot with his parents but you guessed Nikolai did it for a reason he always does and you trust his judgment.

Recently there have been stronger fjerdan attacks on northern ravkan borders. More attacks meant more deaths, you couldn’t bear the idea of some of your friends laying in a pool of their own blood. Feeling slightly nauseous, you drove your thoughts to Aleksander. You couldn’t wait to get out of this place, fall sound asleep in his firmly protective and welcoming arms and forget about all your problems, even just for a couple of hours.. You were suddenly pulled out of your daydream by one of the councilmen mentioning your name.

“We can send y/n, from what I heard she’s a skilled spy and powerful Inferni I’m sure she’ll get us enough information to make the next move”

“Good then, we’ll send her tomorrow first thing in the morning,” said Nikolai

“Great so much for relaxing” you muttered

“What was that, Miss Ivanov?” asked Nikolai

“I was simply wondering what exactly my mission consisted of?” you lied, trying not to make it sound as if youhaven’t been listening for the past 30 minutes.

“You will be infiltrating one of the main Fjerdan bases, posing as one of them and getting as much information as you can get on their future plans. There have also been rumours of new fjerdan weaponry emerging in Chernast able to take out more than thirty grisha, that’s where we’ll be sending you. If you find any of those, burn them to the ground, understood?”

“Yes Moi Tsar” you nodded.

“Good, this meeting is over” declared the king.

You waited for everyone to leave until it was only you and your best friend.

“Nik why me, you know he won’t like it?” you whined slumping lazily on his expensive and very comfortable velvet chair.

“I’m sure The Darkling can handle his significant other being gone for two weeks”

“You know what I mean, if he finds out where I’m going he won’t let me leave”

“Ah, if he finds out,” Nikolai said with a pointed look.

“Fine but if something happens to me, he’ll have your head for it” you stated half jokingly, standing up to go back to your chambers where a certain shadow prince’s probably waiting for you.

“Then try to stay alive, I’d like to keep my beautiful head thank you very much”

“As much as I’d love to see that happen, I’ll try my best, goodbye Nik” you exclaimed, leaving the war room and heading to your room.

Opening the door, you noticed your room’s shadows slightly thicker. Used to your boyfriend’s antics, you rolled your eyes taking off your red and blue Kefta and flumped face down on your queen sized bed, letting out a long exhausted sigh.

“You know if you want to surprise me you ought to try harder, you’re losing your touch” you said smiling, slowly turning your head towards the corner of your room as a dark figure emerged from the shadows.

“Oh really? I for one thought it was a great attempt” he responded sarcastically, sitting down next to you. You chuckled and moved closer to lay your head on his lap, gazing into his striking grey eyes suddenly feeling more relaxed. He seemed to notice your tensed demeanour earlier, hopefully he didn’t think much of it.

“Long day?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“You could say that” you said drifting your eyes away from his so he wouldn’t notice anything strange.

“Was the meeting that boring?” he asked humourly, shifting his legs slightly.

“They came up with a plan to help the war and they needed a skilled Inferni and spy. Thanks to my amazing reputation I got picked, I’ll be leaving for about two weeks. That reminds me I have to pack my bags,” you said getting up, walking towards your wardrobe, trying to look as if you’re rushing so he wouldn’t ask more questions about it, you hate lying to his face.

“You’re hiding something,” he said, grabbing your wrist firmly and spinning you around to look at him.

“Look, Aleksander, I’m not really allowed to talk about it, you already know too much but I promise I’ll be fine It's nothing I can’t handle. You’ve sent me on worst missions anyways, don’t worry.” you lied, locking eyes with him, trying to get him to believe you. He still looked sceptical but brushed it off.

“Ok, be careful.” he said, lifting your chin up with his hand and brushing his beautiful warm lips to yours. You took a step closer, closing the distance looking at them eagerly finally pressing your lips to his. Running your hands through is soft black hair and deepening the kiss, he lifted your hips locking your legs around his torso. For a moment you forgot all about your problems and melted into Aleksander’s warmth and smiled into the kiss. You missed this, spending time with him just the two of you enjoying each other’s presence. Suddenly, he pulled away despite your pouting and leaned his forehead on yours.

“You should probably rest, when are you leaving?” he whispered, still a bit out of breath.

“Tomorrow morning, can we continue now?” you groaned not wanting to stop, leaning back into the kiss. He drew back almost immediately. He carried you to your bed, laying you down and tucking you in like a child. You were too tired to protest.

“Sleep y/n unless you’d rather pass out in the middle of your job” he said, planting a kiss on your brow.

“Fine, but only because I'm actually tired” you yawned, pulling your covers tighter around you. He gave you a ghost of a smile and left closing the door behind him. You let your thoughts run wild until you slowly drifted off to sleep, you have extremely tiring days ahead of you.

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[dairyminki]

hi , congrats for reaching 100 milestones . Can i request a fluffy + angst seonghwa x femreader fic from the prompt 288 and 319 , thankyouu . i really enjoy reading your writings so muchh btw ❤️💕

prompts:

288. “You got what you wanted, didn’t you?” “I didn’t want it like this! Not like this…”

319. “I just want this day to go by in silence, ok?” “Sure, whatever you want.” “Thank you.”

You

↬ pairing: park seonghwa x fem!reader

↬ genre: angst, fluff, bodyguard au, enemies to friends (?), pining

↬ warning: none

↬ wc: 810

↬ a/n: this fic turned out to be more angsty than fluffy >< tysm and i hope you like this anon <333

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"You got what you wanted, didn’t you?"

"I didn't want it like this! Not like this…"

Seonghwa argues back, but with every jab of your finger on his chest, it makes him take a few steps back.

"Didn't want it like this? Sure! I bet you wanted something much worse right? Like, I don't know, make them send me into another country so as I wouldn't disgrace our family name, thus, making my parents dote on you more as if you were their own child, and not me?!"

Head hung low, Seonghwa refuses to look into your face full of spite and anger. He doesn't want to see the tears already running down your face as you straight out accused him of things he wouldn't even dare do to you in the slightest.

"C'mon speak up, you coward! I'm sure you're the one who told my father about it, you fucking snitch!" A punch on his chest. "After all, you've taken all of my friends, my parents love and attention - so now, why not throw me out of the picture, right?" Another punch.

Seonghwa doesn't speak nor argue with you any further and just willingly took every punch coming from you until you'll finally have it in you to calm down.

It pains him more to see you crying than the punches you constantly gave him.

"I'm sorry." Is all he says as he embraces your weakened form - physically and emotionally tired from all the crying you just did.

When he doesn't hear you speak, he checks, only to find you already asleep. Seonghwa smiles sadly as he carried you in his arms until he reached your room - where he laid you in bed and remained by your side, wishing to himself that you'll finally open your eyes from your false thinking of him being your enemy or someone whom you should loathe.

Because as much as a brat you are and even if you tend to always get on Seonghwa's nerves, he cares for you, and he will continue to do so until the very day that you'll realize he only wants your love and attention, not everybody else's.

•••

Three days.

Seonghwa gave you three days to think and have your own space, without him tailing behind you like your shadow all the damn time - which he knew, always irritated you, while it made him smile.

In those three days, you locked yourself in your room, refusing to talk to anyone, including him and the maids. What disappointed him the most was when your parents left for business immediately after the fight you had with them without even checking up on you first. But him, they gave a smile, a goodbye, and asked what he wants them to bring him when they get back (which he refused).

How can a parent treat a stranger with such kindness and fondness, but not their own kin?

Seonghwa always wondered that and can now see why you hate him so much.

The first time he worked for your family was when he was 16 and was immediately appointed as your bodyguard. Your parents, he first looked highly up to, but now he's lost respect for them.

How can he not, when they can't even respect their own blood?

With every smile he fakes when he's at your parent's center of attention, his heart shatters as you only look at him with hatred, nothing else.

Cutting off the film of memories, Seonghwa sighs, gaze strained on the green green grass and the flowers in full bloom swaying with the warm summer air.

However, he doesn't get to dwell much in solitude and the thoughts of you as you join him down the garden patio in your floral dress and summer hat.

You sat down on the chair opposite of his, not meeting his eyes as you casually took the plate of cake he brought for himself as if it were yours.

You didn't even give him enough time to be surprised with your sudden appearance as you spoke,

"I just want this day to go by in silence, ok?"

Seonghwa finds himself agreeing with you anyway. "Sure, whatever you want." He shrugs, and was about to take the iced tea for himself, but then, you took it first.

Sipping on it, before saying a warm, "Thank you," with a smile gracing your lips.

Seeing that directed at him for the first time, Seonghwa doesn't even mind the fact that you stole his cake and iced tea. Your smile blinded him and it was the only thing he could think of.

Because as much as a brat you are and even if you tend to always get on Seonghwa's nerves, it doesn't change the fact that you were the sole cause for his heart skipping a beat and the one making his head spin.

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♡ 100 Milestone Event

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[faulty-writes]

Hiii you are my FAVORITE BNHA writer I love your work! Could you do a aizawa with a femreader who “died” in a villain attack but the villains quirk makes them time travel so then they appear in front of aizawa a year later who thought she died. Sorry if that’s confusing btw I hope you’re having an amazing day

[ Thank you! I appreciate that. This sounds very interesting. I love the time travel idea. ] 

You weren’t sure what had happened, but the students were screaming and the alarm at U.A. High was going off. You clenched your jaw and ran outside, trying to find the fellow Pro Hero, Eraserhead. You knew U.A. had a bad reputation for villain attacks, so much to the point where there was a controversy about it. But, the teachers had managed to contain the concerns that revolved around it. That is until now. When you looked at the scene outside, your heart dropped. Several trees were broken and while the teachers had tried to contain the villain. It seemed they were far too quick for the heroes and you had tried to assess their quirk before engaging in battle.  

They had the ability to float and strange blue lightning surrounded them, you could have sworn you saw numbers floating within that lightning. But you quickly brushed it off as your own imagination and tried to attempt to go head to head with them. However, as every Pro Hero should know. You shouldn’t underestimate your enemy’s power and you had ended up getting cornered by them. Your body was riddled with bruises and you struggled to get up. “Y-You’re ...not ...going to ...get away ...with this …” you said between your pants, a faint pain coursing through your body. The villain just chuckled, the sound of which made you growl.

You hated villains, but smug ones were different. “I believe I already have.” several of the teachers were injured, laying on the ground hopeless. But you were stubborn and didn’t tend to give up easily which the villain seemed to admire. You clenched your jaw as you watched that lightning surround their wrist and course over their fingers. Your eyes widened as you saw numbers begin to float around them, “W-What are you doing?” you demanded as you took a step back, your heart racing. As a hero, you didn’t want to admit when you were afraid. But you were unsure of what this villain's quirk was and it put you at a disadvantage.

You heard the sound of footsteps approach and frowned as Eraserhead came into sight, his eyes glowing red and his hair was sticking straight up. “Y/n!” he called and you watched his scarf float up, “N-No wait!” you cried out as Shouta went to wrap his scarf around the villain, but they only smirked. “You just cost your little friend their life, Eraser,” they growled before snapping their fingers. You cried out as you found yourself surrounded by several blue circles, each one spinning so fast that it kicked up the dirt around you. It was almost like you were in the middle of a hurricane and you covered your eyes.

Numbers began to surround you, almost like holographs and you felt an odd burning sensation course over your skin before a strong force began to pull you back. You shot your eyes open, your hair blowing all over the place as you looked over your shoulder and saw a swirling vortex. You gasped and tried to dig your feet into the ground, but it was of no use. Your scream sounded as you found yourself falling back. An explosion echoed when the vortex closed, giving the illusion of your demise. Numbers were floating around as you continued to fall, surrounded by nothing but blue.

You weren’t sure what was going on, though it only seemed to last a few moments before you hit solid ground. You groaned, rubbing your eyes. “W-What the hell was that?” you questioned before you heard someone gasp. “Huh?” you felt something wrap around your waist and pull you back. You cried out as a foot collided with your shoulder and forced you forward. Your face was now pressed against the tiled flooring of a room. “Fuck!” you cried out, wiggling against the restraints. “Let me go!” you demanded, your head turning back to the person who happened to be restraining you and a gasp left your lips.

“Shouta?” you whispered and both of you were wearing a surprised expression. Wide-eyed and curious. Those restraints loosened and you hesitantly stood on your feet. You noticed you were in an empty classroom, but how can that be? You were just outside and then that villain, was it a teleportation quirk? You reached up, rubbing the back of your head. Shouta however, was still looking at you. His mind filled with questions before he took a step closer. “Y/n?” you looked back at him, “Shouta ...what happened, we were just outside weren’t we?” you questioned and watched his face turn pale.

You narrowed your eyes as silence filled the air, “Shouta.” you said, your voice stern. “Weren’t we just outside?” you repeated and he swallowed the lump in his throat, shaking his head slowly. “You ...we thought you had died a year ago but …” he began, his eyes scanning over you and he hesitantly reached his hand out. “This ...this is the same thing you were wearing when you …” he trailed off and you took a step back, slapping his hand away. Your face twisted with fear, “W-What do you mean a year ago?” you questioned, your voice shaky.

Shouta frowned, taking a step forward. His hands reaching out to rest on your shoulders. “A year ago, a villain attacked U.A. and you ran out to help. The villain cornered you and ...and there was an explosion. I was there …I thought you were gone. I thought you had died.” he explained, his voice a tad strained. “An explosion?” you repeated, your voice barely audible. You remembered hearing an explosion a few moments after you had gotten sucked into that vortex. “I ...their quirk must have ...sent me forward in time I ...I remember seeing numbers and I was falling, just falling through that vortex and I-” you gasped when you felt Shouta’s arms wrap around you.

A shiver coursing through your spine. “Shouta what are-” he silenced you with a soft, “Shh.” before burying his face into your neck. His hair tickling your skin as he did so, but your eyes were still wide. Filled with concern about what had happened, everyone thought you were dead. You had time traveled forward. You weren’t sure how to feel about that, but Shouta’s hug was about the only thing bringing you comfort right now. You reached up, digging your fingers into the back of his shirt. Tears prickling in the corner of your eyes before you buried your face into his shoulder, your body trembling. “I don’t know what happened Shouta …” you muttered and he nodded, “I know,” he replied before reaching up to stroke your hair.

“But you’re here now, you’re not ...dead.” his voice cracked as he spoke the last word and you felt his grip tighten on you. He wouldn’t tell you the struggles he had to go through, reminding himself every single day that you were gone. The weight on his heart had become too much, the guilt of knowing he could have saved was beginning to win. Darkness was slowly consuming him, but here you were. You were alive, you were okay. “Don’t scare me like that again,” he whispered before pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

#shouta x reader #aizawa x reader #bnha requests #bnha reader insert #Anonymous

[dontgotothenetherworld]

hahaa idk if youve done this b4 but femreader who takes bj’s spot as the demon // and is lydias age // x lydia please? i love ur stuff u make my lesbian heart happy H

demon!reader x lydia

this is a really good idea!! (what is the h at the end for?? it’s gonna haunt me tbh)

btw, to keep things more canon, i use a script. i’m pretty sure it’s the script from the dc run though, so if things aren’t completely like the broadway version, i’m sorry there’s nothing i can do about it. (but if you’ve got a current script you wanna send me,,,,)

589 words

cw: femreader. a bit of angst. takes place during lydia’s suicide note scene.

“by the time you read this, i, lydia deetz, will be gone. i have no reason to stay. friendless. forsaken. invisible.” a girl dressed in all black said, beginning to cry. she stood a mere few feet away from you. a breather.

knowing she’ll never hear you, that no one will ever hear you, you said, “well, that makes two of us.”

the breather turns sharply to face you, “who the hell are you?”

you blink, surprised. “can you see me?” maybe you imagined that she said anything.

“yeah.” she looked at you, confused.

“you can see me!” you jumped up and down in excitement. she could see you! the breather could see you! the breather could say your name… the breather could free you…

“i’m gonna have a new best friend!” you had never felt so excited in your life. the breather was kinda ruining it for you, with that judgmental look on her face.

“so… ahem living girl, what brings you to the roof.” you attempted to say casually. but the combination of potentially being freed, and hey, this girl’s kinda cute, completely ruined any hope at being smooth.

“i’m gonna jump.” she said in a monotone. maybe you should stop staring at her lips, but it’s just so cool to watch those black lips—

“what? no!” you screamed.

“i mean, normally i’d be all, ‘go girl!’ or ‘you got this’ but, uh, i need you alive. err– you shouldn’t kill yourself because.. it’s.. bad?” the netherworld doesn’t really teach suicide prevention.

“what? why do you need me alive?” the girl crossed her arms.

“did i say that out loud? oops! anyway, say my name. say it thrice, please.” no going back now.

“why?” it seemed like she closed herself off more with every sentence you said.

“why? why? because i’m sick of being invisible! i’ve got this perfectly sculpted physique and every living person stares right through me like i’m nothing! do they appreciate this beautiful face? no!”

“well.. i can see your body.” her eyes did a once over of your body. butterflies entered your stomach. “and i’m a living person.”

you blubbered over some attempts at words.

“and i’d say it’s pretty sexy. and you’re face is beautiful, too.”

you just kinda melted? you didn’t really understand what was going on. first the breather’s cute, then she can see you, and now she’s flirting with you? what a day to be aliv- well, dead. you’re dead.

you noticed the girl inching closer to the edge of the roof.

“wait!” you held your arm in front of her. “were you trying to distract me so that you could jump?”

“is it a distraction if i’m telling the truth?”

you looked down, trying to figure out the answer. “yeah, i think it is. and it’s not going to work anymore, lucy!”

“lydia.”

“right, lydia!”

“and why is it not going to work anymore, could you tell me?”

“because…” you stopped for dramatic effect. “you’re going to say my name!”

“i don’t know your name.” she went back to her folded arms.

“well, i can’t say it.”

“how ‘bout a game of charades?” she suggested.

“why would we play charades? you got a pen and paper? i’ll just write it.”

“uh yeah that makes sense, give me a sec.” she jumped through the window and grabbed a piece of paper and a pink sharpie.

you eyed the sharpie. “really? you know what, whatever.” you wrote your name in the biggest letters the page could fit.

“y/n?’

@meangirlsx @meangirlmurphy

i think i’m going to make a part 2 of this :)

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[jacmyheroacademia]

Kirishima X Fem!Reader- Kisses

Kirishima XFem!Reader Tickle war (cont.) JAC Writing Words: 1.1k Warnings: None. This was a request from anonymous (thankyou btw- I love Kiri <3) Kirishima frowned as they finally approached the door to his house, feeling like this date had gone on for a million years, Atanei practically hanging off his arm as he tried to say goodbye to her, wanting very much to get back to (y/n) but not wanting to blankly tell his date that she had to go as that would be a very unmanly thing to do. “I had a wonderful night tonight Eijiro.” Atanei told him, her voice overly sweet and only making his want to be back with (y/n) deepend. “Oh uh … yeah?” he asked, hoping that she would catch on that he wanted to leave if he didn’t answer, but the girl didn’t seem to be paying attention to him at all as she simply kept talking, “I mean, we really just go so well together don’t you think!?” She asked excitedly, Kirishima using his arm that she wasn’t glue to to rub the back of his neck awkwardly, “Uh … I … I guess?” he questioned, not really knowing what to say. Antanei rolled her eyes before she leaned into him, resting against his chest in a sort of half hug, “you don’t have to act so shy Eiji, we both know how we feel about each other.” she said, again insinuating that he felt the same for her that she apparently did for him … which could not be farther from the truth. “Look … Atanei-” he said, finally pushing her off of him and working his arm out of her grip as he looked into her eyes, “you’re fabulous and everything but … I really need to go-” he said, trying to get his point across Atanei nodding, “I understand Eiji- it’s getting late- I’ll see you around!” she said, jumping to her tiptoes and placing a small kiss on his lips that made Kirishima’s stomach flip- but not in a good way before Atanei fell back to the flats of her feet, “Call me!” She called over her shoulder before running to her car, leaving Kirishima red faced and upset, having just had a kiss stolen from a girl he had no romantic feelings for. He sighed, leaning back against the door and rubbing a hand over his tired eyes before entering the entryway, knowing that his parents were out for the night but (y/n) was still probably there as this was the weekend she usually slept over. He opened the door, finding (y/n) right in the doorway, her face fallen and sad as she looked to the ground, Kiri hating to see her this way. “H- hey …” he said softly in greeting as he closed the door behind him, (y/n) biting her lip, refusing to meet his eyes. “How did your date go?” she asked, her voice soft and sad, making his stomach do another unpleasant summersault. … (y/n) kept her gaze trained on the floor, not wanting Kiri to know that she had been spying on them from the living room window, and not wanting him to know how desperately she wished that it had been her to kiss him rather than that airheaded barbie. “It … was alright I guess.” he said as he shrugged, running a hand through his red spiked hair as (y/n) finally brought her eyes up to meet his face feeling an irresistible urge to kiss him as he licked his lips nervously, a habit she had noticed him pick up about a year ago. “Just alright?” she asked hopefully, almost wanting to hear him say something along the lines that ‘it was a horrible time’ or ‘I wish I had been with you’- but feeling terribly selfish for wanting to hear those words from him, and for wanting to keep her best friend for herself. Kirishima frowned as he took a step closer to her, (y/n) coming just about to his chin and having to look up to meet his gaze. “Is something wrong?” he asked, his eyes laced with concern that made her mouth go dry and her eyebrows crease as she looked for the right words before all of her emotions just came spilling out of her at once. “No- no nothing is alright!” she said desperately  “You just came back from a date and that girl was practically hanging off of you, totally throwing herself at you like some- some idiot!” she exclaimed, red in the face with embarrassment from saying these things, “and then she kissed you and I just … I just-” she looked up to him, suddenly realizing how close their faces were, his rusty red colored gaze meeting hers before she suddenly threw caution to the wind, reaching her hands up cautiously to cup the side of his face gently. “And I wish it had been me with you Eijiro … I love you … and I hate seeing you with other people.” she whispered out sadly, Kirishima’s eyes brightening, before suddenly and without warning his lips were on hers, kissing her eagerly as his hands jumped to her waist. (y/n)’s eyes stayed open wide for a moment in pure shock before relaxing into the kiss that she had wanted for so many years but had always been far too timid to ask for, assuring herself time and time again that Kiri would never share her feelings- but now that they were her, his rough hands on either side of her body, her fingers tangled in his red hair … she couldn’t imagine how she had survived so long without this. Her eyes slid closed as she pulled him closer to her, his lips tasting slightly like citrus, his skin smelling like firewood as he moved closer, pressing her back against the doorway, his chest meeting hers as he kissed her passionately, (y/n) feeling completely overcome with her love for him that she never thought would be returned. It wasn’t until a long moment later that Kiri finally pulled away, both of them panting slightly from the heated kiss as he looked at her, remorse in his eyes. “(y/n) … if I had ever thought that there was even a hint that you might share my feelings I never would have agreed to go out with anyone else … you’re my favorite person in the world.” he told her quickly, his eyes searching her face, his lips slightly swollen from the kiss as (y/n)’s own lips spread into a grin, moving to throw her arms over his shoulders and pull him into a tight hug, his own arms reaching up to secure around her waist. “I’m never letting you slip through my fingers again Kiri.” she promised, whispering against his neck, “I love you so so much.” she told him, her eyes sliding closed as she simply lived in the moment that she had only dreamed about for so long. pt.1 https://jacmyheroacademia.tumblr.com/post/181745963746/kirishima-x-femreader-tickle-war

#kirishima x reader #eijirou x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #kirishima eijirou #bnha #mha #boku no her academia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #kisses

[miaiplier]

What requests are you currently working on?

I got quite a few some of these are from when I hit 100 smh this is gonna be a looong post. Btw I have a few requests in my ask box that I haven’t responded too yet because I’m still debating on accepting but I probably will once I make a dent in this list. I’ll try my best to do it soon. (Here’s my list)

Could you do a high school or marching band with teamiplier and reader (who’s a flute player).

Hi! Can I request an Amy x reader? One where Amy drags the reader to one of her cool road trips maybe? Thanks. (Also Just learned you hit 100 followers sorry if I’m late but Congrats!!)

Could you do one of reader where she is getting harassed for for being Mexican or something like her skin or something? Teamiplier and/or Tyler tries to cheer her up or say something about it. Sorry if it’s an over all the place request, I just wanna see something for Mexican reader.

Hi! I love your writing!! I really like your sisteriplier stuff and was wondering what it’d be like when she goes through the phase of having a crush on one of his friends?

In celebration of Marching Band season, Marks sister comes home one day and tells Mark “guess who’s the color guard section leader!” Everyone is proud of her and Mark and her do a video showing off their marching band skills (guard and trumpet). Idk man I’m just kind of pumped up for guard.

could you do an ethan X sisterplier where she doesn’t think mark loves her and that mark neglects her. then Ethan explains everything amazing about her and then they end up kissing and about two months later mark finds out about them and goes crazy.

How about an Amy x Reader where the Reader is a popular Youtuber (maybe Mark’s lil sister) and her and Amy are dating. They decide to make a cute girlfriend tag video and there’s lots of fluff and everyone ships it

I was wondering if you could do a small thing about femreader x Amy x Ethan? Kinda like… Reader is always with Amy and the team thinks that they’re together but they’re just really good friends and they find out reader actually has a huge crush on Ethan! 

 Could you do maybe one where they find out she’s been doing drugs and they find them on her? And when they all sit down with her to have a serious talk it gets really angsty but reaalllyy sad bc shes been dealing with things that they didn’t really know about and tells them and they all get into mega protective mode, especially Mark?? But it ends up super fluffy & okay? 

Hi there. I’d like to request something! Perhaps some Teamiplier x Male!Reader where the reader has been struggling with things on their gaming channel, so Teamiplier decides to cheer him up? Also, maybe one of the boys could confess to the reader.. hah, just a thought! Thanks for taking time to look at this.

Maybe sisteriplier going on her first abroad/away from home trip by herself and Mark is all lonely bc he doesn’t know what to do or something? I love your writing!!!

Here’s something different. Amy’s younger sister (she’s maybe twenty) and comes to visit her sister. She does a few videos or maybe a live stream with them and she can’t keep her eyes off Ethan and the same with Ethan? Cute fluff

Eth comforting a genderfluid reader with their dysphoria when they get their period??

Ahh!! Those prompts with the dad anon are so cute!! What about a sister close to their age playing the change improv game and kissing whoever they’re doing it with as part as the skit?? Like “I hate you, never touch me” “change” “oh my god I love you” *pulls into kiss*

Heyo!! would you be willing to do a fic where the reader is a tattoo artist and maybe has a lot of tattoos and Eth is fascinated by them and loves finding new ones and asking if they have meanings behind them etc, thank you!! :D

Can you do a mark x girlfriend!reader where you, mark, Ethan, Tyler, bob and wade are all doing a live stream together. You’re  laying across marks lap and while the other boys are talking and playing games you two are in your own little world together. And someone’s playing the game but trying to ask mark a question, getting no reply they try a few more times before finally looking over and seeing you two all snuggled up together, quietly talking and laughing. The other boys realize this too and are fangirling about how cute you two are.

Sister wanting to be in the next pole dancing video and all of teamiplier being like “nO” -DA

hi!! I was wondering if I could request where the reader is Mark’s sister and he’s like super protective bc she’s had bad experiences with past boyfriends so when teamiplier goes to a carnival or something and sees her and whoever like Ethan or Tyler holding her hand and he figures out they’re dating but didn’t tell him, Mark gives Tyler or Ethan a lil over protective brother talk:)

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Beautiful Anomaly (Part 7): Morpheus x FReader

Gif from tumblr user "the-darklings" post: https://at.tumblr.com/the-darklings/matthew-calling-wanderer-lady-dream-killed-me/psm2s17nu4so

Morpheus x FemReader (present day, its a little hard to explain)

A couple of disclaimers:

1.) This is all based on the Netflix show and I have 0 background on the graphic novel it is based on (so don't expect it to be faithful);

2.) This is a fan work, the only benefit I derive from this is sharing it with the community.

AN: Hello thank you for your patience. This is going to be shorter than the other chapters but don't worry we'll pick up where we left off in Part 8. Btw I have gleaned that some of you may or may not be comfortable with smut or sex scenes (there's none here don't worry and I don't proclaim to be very good at them), and just so you know, Part 8 onwards I'll do my best to save the love scenes for the very end part so it doesn't break the flow of the story but you can leave without having to read it.

For those of you who are new. I highly recommend reading the previous parts first because I don’t know if you will understand everything without first reading those.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4/ Part 5 / Part 6

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"What do you think will happen once we go to the Threshold?"

"Knowing my sibling, they may probably use any means to turn us against each other."

"But what would be the point?"

"It doesn't matter. They are simply fulfilling their urges. Whatever they do doesn't need to have a point. Only that it has fulfilled my sibling's whims."

You take a breath as the portal to the Threshold opens and taking his hand (only for safety since you haven't went into the Threshold from the Dreaming for as long as you can remember) you two emerge through it. You immediately let go once you've ascertained that you safely made it from the Dreaming into the Threshold.

"Dearest sweet Life. It's been awhile since you've been here. Although why you would choose to be here with Dream is almost beyond my understanding."

"We know what you've been doing my sibling. And I have previously warned you of the possible consequences that should occur."

"Hmm as far as I remember, your threats were only about your affairs, not the affairs of others. So this really shouldn't count."

"Both of you, stop it. It is me who has been the most injured this time Morpheus, let me have my say. And you, Desire will give me answers." You say sternly looking at both of them. You wait for Morpheus to briefly take a step back before turning your attention to Desire. He doesn't leave the area but he does allow you to have the space to lead this confrontation.

"What is your point in your recent machinations against me? Is it because I sent Despair crying at her failure in making me remove my mental barriers? Last I checked we were quite civil during the lifetime I gave the world Melike. Tell me Desire, short of the unreasonable what do you have against me?"

Desire makes a scoff before a sarcastic laugh. And as most of the time you've seen Desire, their smile doesn't reach their eyes.

"We are still civil Life, you may not believe me for I can feel your urge to punch and strangle me right now, but I truly do care for you. As for what you may think are machinations working against you and serving as obstacles as you live your lifetimes, I'm actually doing you a favor."

"Well sorry for being concerned that my life and the world was in danger. You are the only person apart from Despair that could have told Mark Gal Lanes of my abilities as well as the mental bonds I have with all of my children. Do you realize that had I been forced to do what he demands, not only would mine and his life end but also that all life as we currently know it would also end?"

"But it didn't." Desire moves to put themselves closer to you. Not quite personal space invading yet but definitely to force you into being more rigid that you involuntarily cross your arms on front of your chest in your disapproval.

"I knew that your desire to save the world and do your duties was too strong for that to happen. And I also knew you were smart enough that you wouldn't be naïve to simply rescue your child without bringing harm to yourself. As I've guessed you were able to ask help from others, and Mark Gal Lanes didn't really pose a threat to you."

"You're evading my question Desire, what was the point of having him abuse my daughter, and through her suffering not only was I placed in danger since it is no secret that I would help my children but I was also made aware that someone outside the magical community knows of the bonds that I have with my children and the misconception of what my powers can do. Will you please just get to the point? If this is for some sort of revenge over what I have done or if this is for me refusing to simply do what you will beyond reason then just say it already."

Desire laughs, and it makes you uneasy for it is clear that from their non-verbal response that the answer is not one of your guesses.

"The point dearest Life, is that this is all a test for your benefit." You feel yourself raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"And what was it for? That I am still the barometer of balance of the Endless family?"

"Oh you're quite mistaken." They say as they show you a huge smirk.

"It wasn't to test you. It was to test Dream." You feel your eyes widen and his footsteps towards the two of you.

"Have you not considered the threat I gave you last time." Morpheus says, his tone low and almost growling.

"Oh I have considered it, and this is hardly any of your affairs big brother. You volunteered to involve yourself yet you still had the choice not to do so."

"I do not like being played with sibling."

"Morpheus please allow me." You tell him with warning to back off.

"What were you testing him for? And get to the point please." You say in a tone that hopefully left no room for further side comments.

"Life, I know you're a lot smarter than that. But because I do care about you, and while the way that you think gives me immeasurable entertainment, I'll tell you." Desire responds with a grin that makes a part of you uneasy.

"This was to test how Dream here would react and how compatible would he be for you."

"As what?"

"As a romantic partner of course. Isn't that what you've been doing all this time Dream?"

"But why take the initiative to set this up?" You ask before Morpheus could respond.

"I've already said that I do care for you, even though you obviously don't always see it that way. Dream here has not only blamed me for the past failures of his romances, but as you know has a tendency to overreact and even sabotage them completely of his own doing."

"I was doing what I thought was right."

"Which isn't always the case. Just because Nada defied you didn't give you any reason to place her in Hell. Calliope was one of the lucky ones who left you before things got worse between the two of you over what happened to Orpheus." Desire says with unhidden wrath. Even though it wasn't directed to you, you nevertheless felt the sting of his words.

"Don't forget brother that no matter what you do, I know what any being desires, even you and even Life here. And I will be damned if she more than anyone would suffer the consequence of your affections when you yourself are either ignorant of it or simply refuse to see it."

"Do you Desire? Or do you want her for yourself?"

"Oh please Dream, if I wanted her for myself, I would've manipulated her desires a long time ago."

"Since I am your test subject, what was all this to prove?"

"It was to see what you would do, what you would say if something were to happen to Life beyond the ordinary hazards of her duties."

"You were the one who placed me there in the first place!"

"A risk I would rather take than you being heartbroken by this oaf over here who couldn't even directly tell you his own desire for you."

What?

Wait

What?

"Isn't that right Dream? There is no use denying it."

"You've been known to lie."

"All three of us has. And honestly brother, you are the worse among us here in this case. You know of her subconscious thoughts even though you give her the agency to choose what to do with them. You've known for awhile even before you two argued over your silly little contract that caused you two to disconnect. And yet you did nothing to let it be known to her."

You find yourself looking at Morpheus as he glares at Desire.

"Morpheus? Is that true?"

"Oh that's not even the worse part of it. One of the things I despised was that he had the gall to say he does things for the sake of his love for you. Haven't you noticed dear life that most frequently he would only engage in romances only after some arbitrary hidden confirmation that you've somehow stopped loving him and have moved on to one earthly lover to the next? I may know the full extent of your polyamorous heart apart from you, but to him and his fixed ways he would rather be the mournful regretting lover over something that was never his to possess. You can ask him for the details later when the two of you are alone, but that Hob Gabling contract? He did that to understand humanity yes; but most of all it was all made in an effort to woo you with sudden new insights on humanity. And we all know how that turned out."

Maybe it was just because you were still asleep and dreams are hardly the time to have so many information simply dumped on your human brain. But you feel dizzy from what Desire has just revealed to you. You could even sense that right now they aren't even lying.

"Again Desire, what was the point of all of this? Was Despair making a visit to me just this the entire time?"

"The point in everything so far, has been to expose Dream's flaws as a lover. You more than anyone already know of his flaws as a being. But a lot of times you are blind to his flaws as a partner. Recently he has been starting to make attempts to actually woo you and I had to act. I know how both of you are when you two experience heartbreak. The Endless may be unable to recover if you were to experience the ultimate heartbreak from Dream of all beings."

"I would never do that to her."

"You say that now, but your history says otherwise. Life is one of us Dream, she is above a mere mortal that you could condemn to the deepest parts of Hell or a Goddess you could simply leave. She is the reason why we even exist and why mortals think of us. If after this you still decide to pursue her and if she will still have you, I will be closely watching your ways. Because if you two should break each other's hearts, the possible consequences will be felt by all of us more than just a vortex."

"So is this it then? You would rather there is discord in our relationship just as the two of us resent each other? Just so she would become closer to you and -"

"Let me stop you right there Dream." Desire says in a dangerous tone that wouldn't allow room for any argument or interference.

"It is not up to me what happens next. And I'm tired of you blaming everything you do simply on me. I may have played a part - I am the embodiment of desire after all. But what you do with those feelings is on you, brother. Whatever your relationship with Life is, it cannot go on any further. This mutual longing ends after this conversation, Death is not the only one tired of this. And I am putting most of the blame on you."

Morpheus lets out a sarcastic chuckle matching his expression.

"Why?"

"You knew of her feelings. She didn't know about yours. She didn't tell you of her feelings out of insecurity. You didn't tell her that you knew of it or that it was returned out of some sick sense of focusing simply on duties. A pathetic excuse that lead to a torture almost worse than death. Not knowing if what you feel would be returned or would change anything. All this coming from the being who began having feelings for Life the moment he discovered that she had survived the latest mass extinction."

"And what is my fault then?" You quickly ask sensing that Morpheus may do something that he may regret later on.

"Simple, you've survived wars, assassinations, affairs, espionage missions, sabotages, and many kinds of betrayals. And yet despite that courage, you didn't have enough to risk it all and simply tell him your feelings. Had you done so then maybe many things could have been different. I'm not saying you've never loved anyone else. But for some reason Dream is the exception to that."

You forget how you awakened from that conversation. If there was one beneficial thing that came out of it it was that it didn't allow you to forget your dream once you've awakened. You and Morpheus agreed to discuss what you've learnt in the waking world on the weekend when you were free. You both needed sometime to process and discussing it while the revelations made by Desire may only lead to more discord than actual communication.

Thankfully, for that weekend you had your apartment to yourself for whatever might happen. You take a breath before using your powers in your immortal aspect to take his sigil out of what you now call your sub-space after watching many sailor moon episodes and reading a lot of sailor moon manga.

"Morpheus, Dream of the Endless, I stand in my living space as I hold your sigil. If you are free I'm ready to talk of what we've both learned from Desire."

"Wait for me, I'm coming through. Just keep holding my sigil." You hear his voice from the sigil and before you know it you hear his movements from behind you. You turn towards him and on his hand you see a familiar glowing rose (the glow coming from inside the stem and is spread all over after exiting the rose's stamen and pistil) with two branches. One branch had no thorns while the other had plenty of them, both of them at the same height and their leaves positioned diametrically opposed to each other.

"You were going to call me?"

"We did agree to meet on this day, I didn't know who would call who."

You two take a seat once again across each other. Both of you were tense, possibly nervousness of what is to come and how this may force both of you to change your relationship. A part of you wished that it would have remained the way it was before Desire had interfered. But you also knew that Desire was right in saying that it was a test that was needed and that this longing which you've only learned was actually mutual, needed to stop. The consequences for longing too much for two beings such as yourself and Morpheus could be more disasterous if nothing was done about it.

You're the one who begins.

"How long have you known?" He straightens his back and moves himself forward towards you.

"When you first arrived in what would now be called Malaysia, during the early days of humanity."

"Just after you've condemned Nada to Hell?"

"Yes, but back when I came to that knowledge I wasn't in the appropriate mindset to study it further. And when I began to really notice that it never went away, you had already moved on with one or two lovers. Who was I to distrupt your life like that. And so I too moved on."

"But from what I understand there were times when neither of us had lovers or commitments. Why didn't you tell me then?"

"I could ask the same of you. For all this time I had thought your feelings for me was something you thought shameful and wished you didn't have. Whenever you fell in love, you almost always didn't mind sharing your feelings to their recipient. But whenever I felt you speak of your romantic feelings towards me, it was almost always in a hushed conspiratorial way. Almost as if you had a shameful secret that you wish you could be free of. At first I thought it was because I was not mortal, but then neither were some of your lovers. You've fathered children with Goddesses, had three daughters with the Grim reaper, a subordinate of my sister, among others. With all that considered, I had thought that you thought negatively of how you feel for me for you have done nothing acting on those feelings."

You take a deep breath, taking a moment to collect your thoughts before you finally let out your own confession.

"I don't remember when it became something more. Looking back now you were probably right in not doing anything at first."

"Why?"

"Like with many of my romances, it started with infatuation and so I thought nothing of it. I didn't think it was worth telling you since you've probably encountered your fair share of being infatuated upon, I didn't see how this is supposed to be different from all the others. Infatuation could simply fade away once the façade of perfection or unhealthy obsession has been broken."

"So you did nothing hoping that it would fade away?"

"Yes, plenty of times a crush is just a crush nothing more nothing less. I always thought it was similar to what Petrarch or Dante Alighieri had to their muses that they barely knew anything about. The people and beings around me had often thought that it was simply devotion to you or whichever being they thought I was committed to. It's what happened to majority of the people I find myself attracted to. Over time it's simply an acknowledgement of what attracted me to them, then reflecting what I wanted in a relationship. It didn't occur to me that these feelings would only deepen and would simply be somewhere in the background. Not always interfering with how I lived but nevertheless there."

"But what we had was different from Petrarch or Dante. Aside from Death and Lucienne, I always considered the two of us to be close. When you had an issue with me, you have always managed to make me receptive to such criticism without me feeling threatened."

"Which is why I thought it would simply fade away. I am more than aware of some of your flaws, what you seek to do, and the burdens you have. When I realized that it had become deeper than what I had first thought, I still hesitated to tell you because of how focused you were on your duties as the King of Dreams and the prince of stories. I never forgot how you played a big part in saving me before the previous Universe was destroyed."

"That left me more cautious of vortices and how to deal with them. It was my mistake that almost forcibly killed you. And if the Universe couldn't be saved, then the least I could do was to keep your essence in the Dreaming before this Universe had the right balance of allowing you to live and thrive once again."

"Even when I didn't have consciousness back then? When I was back to my prokaryote and simplified eukaryote forms of bacteria?"

"My birth was triggered from your subconscious thoughts... the very first set of subconscious thoughts in existence. The very first of many. Deep down I have always known that even if you would have forms that didn't have consciousness, somehow in some way you would somehow develop a form that regained it." In your periphery you could see that the sun has now reached its peak and it was time to close the windows. Being in a tropical country, one of the biggest environmental threats was getting sunburnt. You were too lazy to put on sunblock and any more heat would make your cotton long sleeves and loose lounge pants more burdensome than lazy relief.

"Anyway, going back to why I didn't do anything about them. I knew better than to further burden you with something that wasn't yours to deal with in the first place. It was my feelings towards you the recipient. Therefore it is only I who should shoulder the burden of having to deal with them. I thought I was doing you a favor since nothing has really changed except perhaps for my perspective. You were closed off because within you, you contain all thoughts and all emotions of all beings. I understood why you did it because I did the same thing with my own memories. And so I did nothing but feel and silently deal with them hoping that doing so wouldn't cause you more pain and burdens than what you were already dealing with."

"Your feelings would not have caused me more pain."

"Can you really say that? It's easy to say that now with the benefit of hindsight. But in the moment I highly doubt you would have felt that."

"And do you have any idea about my own agony? The anxiety of similar sentiments ignored and possibly considered irrelevant?"

"Is that what you've felt? Was what Desire said true that you've started feeling that way towards me ever since the last mass extinction in this earth?" It was his turn to pause. He looks down before meeting your eyes again.

"Yes, it was when I discovered you have managed to survive it despite it almost entirely killing all life on earth that I realized that I wanted you as my partner." Your eyes widen at this revelation.

"Bu-but I didn't have a human form back then." At this he leant closer towards you from across yourself, his form telling you that it was his turn to confess.

"It was your spirit, your mind, your persistence in managing not only to survive but thrive despite almost entirely dying completely...it was my appreciation of those things about you, and even your own paradoxical nature of needing an environment to be well-balanced for you to even exist that made me realize that I want you."

"Is that why Death began inquiring about my consciousness and spirit way back then?"

"Possibly, there were many times when I was tempted to save you again from the mass extinctions that came before. But Death did not allow me to do so. She always told me that I should have more faith in your abilities. Initially I admit I was skeptical because among all the celestial bodies in this galaxy, it was only earth that allowed for the conditions for you to actually live. And with everything needing to be in balance, I saw it as fragile and awaited the days when you would once again regain your consciousness. The moment you did...the moment you were able to dream again, even though you were not always aware of it...it was then that I did everything that I could to ensure that you would thrive. Only to find myself surprised again and again of how you would survive and thrive without my help after every mass extinction. I found myself fearing for you as each one happened. When you emerged from the last one, I could not resist denying my feelings toward you any longer."

"Then why didn't you do anything?"

"My feelings were not reciprocated. In the span of your existence on earth, my discovery that there may be a chance that you may have also felt what I have been feeling towards you was only recent. Like you I have also fallen for others. But unlike you they somehow almost always end in some sort of disaster."

"I've had disasterous relationships too."

"You have the benefit of being released from them because of the human lifespan. I do not have such privilege."

"I thought those were just a consequence of not falling in love with a mortal. Which is why I was surprised to learn that you and Calliope separated and ended your marriage."

"As you can see this also affects my lovers who are immortal." You take this chance to stand up, stretch and head to the kitchen to prepare for lunch. Your stomach begins growling and unlike Morpheus you still needed to eat. You hear him from behind following you.

"Then was Desire right in also saying that there are plenty of things you've been doing to try to woo me or understand me? Such as the infamous Hob Gabling contract?" There was a pause as you begin taking out ingredients from you refrigerator.

"Yes, I will admit now that it was a mistake. You were right in saying that if I wanted to understand humanity...that if I wanted to understand what you see in it, I should first consult you before anyone else."

"That was your attempt to woo me?"

"No, Desire was referring to my recent involvement with you." You feel your heart skip a beat. Suddenly Emira's observations didn't seem so outlandish after all. It turns out you weren't going crazy or reading too much into his actions as simply wanting to restore the friendship you two have lost after your argument over the Hob Gabling contract.

"You were courting my children so that they would put in a good word for you?" You turn to look at his gaze with an eyebrow raised.

"Only initially."

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"Believe what you want to believe, but even you must sense that I do genuinely care for them."

"So let's say I choose not to have you as my partner, can you say that you would still help them if they call on you?" He nods.

"They wouldn't even need to call me just for me to help them." You let out a breath that you didn't know you were holding.

"Well at least that is settled."

"Life." He moves closer to you. Your bodies nearly touching with only enough space that allowed either of you to still move away.

"Please...I apologize for my past mistakes, for not telling you that I have known about your feelings, for all of it. Caring for Emira, Jared, and Ana all came from how I care for you. I still want you to guide me to become better. I still want to be the few whom you can go to and say almost anything without judgment."

"Morpheus." You take a breath and briefly close your eyes. Even now you can't find it in yourself to stay angry at him for long. Desire was right in saying you also played a part to where you both were currently.

"You say almost?"

"I know better than to usurp Death's position as your first confidant." That made you smile just a little bit.

"I'm sorry for not being open about my feelings. But I'm not sorry for what has already happened. What's done is done, and it seems we have forced Desire's ire."

"That is something that I possess long before."

"My point is that perhaps Desire is right in saying that prolonged longing will only result into greater torment. In my defense I didn't know and I wasn't sure if my feelings would have and were ever returned."

"...And now that our feelings are out in the open...how do you want to proceed?"

"Morpheus." You take a bottle of chocolate flavored soymilk from the fridge. It will do for now to sate your hunger. You'll need to wait to continue your lunch cooking after this conversation is finished. You were not going to involve semi-concentration around tools that could possibly slice your fingers. After opening the bottle with the bottle opener, you take a sit at the dining table and gesture for Morpheus to do the same. He once again sits across you.

"I need time to consider what to do. I'm not even sure if I'm even emotionally or mentally available for a romantic relationship right now. And there are plenty of things that needs to be discussed before that even happens." He now bears a fallen expression at your response, but from what his body is telling you, he also understands where you are coming from despite what he wants to happen.

"Please Morpheus, can we go back to what we were before Desire interfered? While I'm reflecting on how to proceed."

"Of course. And let me assure you that no matter what you decide, I will care for you. I know my previous actions suggest otherwise but that is the truth."

And that ended the first part of your conversation. You spend the week contemplating if it was even worth it after all this time.

"All I've ever known was to love from afar that it almost feels like a hidden trap and something is bound to go wrong." You say as you have a video chat with Tala, Lucy, and Nadia on Friday evening. Tala and Nadia had also reported that they should be finished with the counter spell that would remove the coma from Ana's parents by Sunday and hopefully by that evening, the magical community's cover enforcements - similar to the specialists from Vampire Academy - would arrive that evening and would begin to do their work to set up and make paper trails on why her parents were in a coma and whatever story they've decided on to explain Ana's PTSD to the non-magical public.

"Have you already gone through the practical things in your head?" Lucy asks as she begins the first of many steps of her nightly korean skincare routine.

"Yes, many times. And yet a part of me wants to at least try despite it all."

"Then what's stopping you? If despite the practical issues your heart still desires it then go for it."

"Thanks Tala, but it almost seems too good to be true. How will I know that he doesn't one day get tired of me. Or that one day we both feel like it's better to stop and part ways?"

"Then that day simply comes." Nadia responds as she sips her homemade multicolored cocktail from a large transparent mason jar.

"You're insecure about what could or could not happen. You didn't bring this up asking for advice on your possible relationship with Morpheus, but rather of your own insecurities."

"Yeah Dr. Nadia has a point. You've been in several relationships before, but you're scared of what might happen because both of you are essentially immortal and the consequences may spell disaster for not just both of you but for the whole universe." Lucy says before briefly leaving to wash her face from the cold cream makeup remover.

"Which while reasonable also seems to sound like an excuse of even starting a relationship in the first place. Not to force you it's still your life and your decision but it would really suck if after all this initially unrequited longing you would turn down the chance to make it a reality."

"I think what the three of us is saying, you won't know until you actually try. Give him all the preliminaries, set the boundaries for your safety and for the rest of the universe, and other things that need to be discussed, then give it a try. If it fades back into friendship then it'll go back into friendship. If it becomes something more serious then we'll all anticipate your wedding. But you can't know that unless you take the risk." Nadia says as she takes a bigger gulp of her cocktail.

"Besides you've had relationships with deities and other immortal and anthropomorphic figures before. If you're really concerned about him getting tired of you eventually just give him the condition that your relationship slash marriage is only valid for this lifetime. If he wants to continue being your partner then he needs to romance you and marry you again in your next one. That way if either of you has moved on by then, no extra baggage or having to wait around."

"In my off the record semi-professional opinion I recommend you make that as one of your non-negotiables since inherent in your functions is the unpredictability of your environment in each lifetime."

You find yourself smiling and some of the weight lifted from your shoulders.

"Thank you girls."

"Oh and in my very medical opinion." Lucy says as she returns and dabs her face with a small cotton towel.

"From a practicality standpoint you may want to discuss how reproduction could work."

"LUCY!"

"No, actually she has a point."

"Aren't you asexual Nadia?"

"Tala I could still clinically view sexual stuff. As long as I don't have to see or to be involved in it I'm generally okay with it."

"Going back to my medical recommendation. I don't know if him being the King of Dreams would mean if you two could conceive in the dreaming or if he has control of that within his realm. I don't even know if you could conceive only there, here, or whatever. My point is to keep a condom nearby at all times."

"Can't you just recommend me one of your fellow Gynecologists that could give me an IUD?"

"And how are you going to pay for that without your parents knowing? And you can't use your periods as an excuse to them because your periods are now on a regular schedule."

"Damn, good point."

After sleeping on it you decide to call Morpheus the following day. Exactly one week from your last conversation.

"I've decided I want to try." You could see the delight slowly and subtly creep into his face.

"But there are several things that we need to discuss first before you officially begin courting me. You may want to sit down this could take awhile. Would you mind if I ate breakfast while we discuss?"

"Not at all, go on." You serve yourself your first batch of scrambled eggs while you wait for your baguette to be toasted in your mini oven and for your butter to slowly transition from fridge temperature to room temperature and make it easier to place on the baguette. You intentionally called him at this time since you've anticipated that this would be a very long discussion and it may as well take place while you ate breakfast food, your favorite types of food such as waffles, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and the like.

"First no matter what happens I would like for the two of us to still be friends no matter what. I don't know if or how long the romance between us will last but no matter what happens I want to hopefully still call upon you as dear friend."

"You and I have the same wishes then."

"I feel like I need to point this out since sometimes you can get lost in thought or forget things every now and then." You take a moment to pour orange juice from the carafe into your glass.

"Second, if we do have a romantic relationship, however long it lasts it is only valid for this lifetime of mine." He gives you a pointed look.

"Are you serious?"

"I am, I don't know if and when we'll be tired of each other for the rest of existence. And as Desire has pointed out the consequences of a very aggravating breakup between the two of us could have massive consequences for everyone else. This is a safety measure."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Morpheus this is simply giving you the option to exit without any baggage, and for it to be as amicable and painless as possible. We can try being partners in this lifetime and if you still want to continue being partners then romance and marry me again in the next. If you don't, then you become a free again to pursuit whomever you want with no strings attached to me." He takes a breath before you see that he concedes.

"If it makes you feel any better, this is the condition I've always told my past immortal lovers before I allowed them to have a relationship with me. It keeps things from getting messy from one lifetime to the next."

"Is that why the Grim Reaper no longer visits you."

"Possibly, it's also possible that our three daughters are still in the after life and they resemble my form back then too much that he can't help but think of them. Which leads me to my next point about my polyamorous nature."

"I am listening."

"I feel like I need to thoroughly discuss this with you since from what I know of your romantic history you've been exclusively monogamous. And yes this includes your affair with Titania, from what I have heard she was the reason you made that deal with Shakespeare."

"It wasn't the only reason."

"My point is that based on what I know of, you're not one for sharing partners with others."

"I've been cheated on by -"

"And that's not what I mean by polyamory. If there's no consent from all parties involved then that's simply cheating." The mini-oven's bell rings signaling that your baguette is now toasted. A well needed pause from correcting his misconceptions on what polyamorous relationships actually are.

"Also before you bring it up, I highly doubt what the romantics practiced was truly polyamory but more of simply sleeping with whomever they wanted. I have a feeling that there was little to no consent from the cheated party of the free love system they had."

"I see."

"I can't change the fact that there may be some people or beings that I will feel attracted to in the waking world. And I also couldn't control whomever you feel attracted to, so I wouldn't. I cannot predict the future but I do want to establish that if anything should become serious and we are still together, then before it goes further we need each other's consent."

"And if I don't give my consent what happens then?"

"Then depending on the situation I either stop pursuing the other party or breakup with you first before pursuing the other party. Same thing if the situation is reversed."

"I see." He pauses.

"Why do we need to discuss this?"

"Aside from the fact that I am polyamorous by nature, it's also somewhat practical. You don't have a consistent presence in the waking world and a legal marriage requires legal personality to engage in. As powerful as you are I'm not sure your powers could suddenly make you possess legal documents suddenly out of nowhere. At least that's what I know of."

"I may think of a few ways." You give him a pointed look before continuing on.

"Speaking of my nature, do you still want me as your guide?"

"Yes, my position hasn't changed on that one."

"Just checking. You seem overwhelmed from all of the things I have demanded on so far."

"It is surprising, yes. But having heard why you needed them...well I may not thoroughly understand them yet but I could catch a glimpse of why you have them as conditions."

Much of the discussion after that was on practical matters that was just a blur on your mind. Things that plenty of times you had to endure but none of the other Endless have to think about since they've typically observed from afar or at the very least from their respective domains.

Then it was his turn to discuss things that he wanted.

"I hope this won't scare you away."

"What is it?"

"I am courting you with the hope that one day you would be my spouse."

"And your consort?"

"Only if you are comfortable with it yes, our domains influence the other's to a higher degree. But that is not what matters to me. I want to marry you, but I will not force you if the idea of marriage is unsuited for your liking."

"Well marriages have changed now from the past centuries. I wouldn't mind being married to you. But the question is can we get there?" He looks at you with tenderness in his face.

"I hope so."

You then agreed to have your first official date next Saturday.

"In dreams or in the waking world?"

"In dreams, for practical reasons." You tell Emira over the phone as you heat up a batch of pre-made garlic bread.

"And you allowed that?"

"I'm giving him his home court advantage of doing his best to woo me. I already told him it should be something intimate but not chokingly so. Just enough to make my introverted self comfortable enough to not care about anything else but him."

"Isn't that what you already do?"

"Not really actually. I barely remember any of my non-intentional dreams."

"Non-intentional?"

"I mean when I didn't deliberately went to the Dreaming to do something else like going into it to confront Desire with Morpheus."

"Oh I see. You two have known each other for awhile so I have a feeling that it's going to be at least decent."

"I'm hoping it doesn't become awkward either."

"If it ever does, there's always the next one to improve on. At least you're both on the same page about wanting to have a long term. That was always the struggle on my first dates and they would always say 'Oh let's just keep it casual and see where this takes us.'"

"Tell me Emira, do you think I was too demanding of him discussing my conditions before actually starting?"

"Not really. I wish I had the benefit of doing that first with my boyfriend but I think you were just establishing your boundaries. You know him better than I, but no considering what you've told me and how dramatic he can sometimes be, you did good mom."

"Thank you dear. Any advice you'd like to give me before I go into the dreaming tonight?"

"I don't know. I've never dated anyone who was my friend first before the first date."

"Weren't you classmates with your current boyfriend first?"

"Yeah but he was just that, a classmate. An acquaintance at most before he asked me out. So maybe um when in doubt just treat it as hanging out with a friend? Since the two of you want to be friends no matter what. Sorry that's the best I could do since all my other advice is about dating in the waking world and not in the dreaming."

"Hahaha don't worry Em, still that's good to keep in mind."

"Oh by the way mom, what do you think of the King Raven plushie for Ana?" She sends through the messenger chat a screenshot of the squishables King Raven plush. Since Ana has officially returned to her still coma recovering parents who are still being taken cared of by the cover enforcement, she's been chatting with everyone of you. Or rather she's talking with everyone she didn't have a mental bond with. And since she can't rely on messenger alone, you all decide to send her a care package containing various items that acts as your "sigils" in case she has no internet and she needs someone to talk to. These things have to also be regular items so it cannot compromise the magical community.

"Is there a smaller version of that? Something cheaper? As cute as it is I don't want you spending too much money."

"Yup, there's a mini version that's about 10 inches."

"That's the smaller one?"

"It's the cheaper one."

"Well okay, if you're sure you want that as a sigil item for your sister."

"I'm sure, is the Plague nurse your sigil item?"

"No, I picked that simply because it's cute. My sigil item is this." You take a moment to picture the jade pendant hanging around your neck.

"A Hello Kitty shaped jade pendant?"

"She loves Hello Kitty and this just so happened to be available when I was online window shopping."

"Is that even real jade?"

"Probably not, I picked it because of the Hello Kitty form and she could wear it always. That way she'll somehow have some form of my protection."

"Okay, good point."

You check the time and it was about 1:47 pm.

"Do you think it's too late to change plans a bit?"

"Please tell me you're not planning on cancelling your date. How can you backout of a dream?"

"No don't worry I'm not planning on backing out. I just feel like things might be a little less awkward if maybe it started with a dinner in the waking world."

"OOH You're planning on taking him out?"

"Not really. Just maybe a dinner here before we move into the bedroom-Not like that."

"Not like what?" You could hear the grin in her voice.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, it's for going into the dreaming not for sex."

"I mean, let's not rule it out."

"Emira."

"Kidding, just kidding. Would you like me to come over and help?"

"That depends are you finished with your case digests?"

"...Okay tell me how it went. Bye mom."

And with that you make your preparations.

Author's Note: I've decided to end it here because it felt right and Part 8 officially begins the start of their courtship.

1.) This is my Hello Kitty pendant that is referenced (the pendant is actually very small so I just tend to hide it under my clothes):

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2.) This is the (mini) Plague Nurse plushie - and yes I only got her because she's cute.

3.) This is Mini King Raven squishable plushie - I don't actually have this one (I'm saving to get the Plague doctor and the grim reaper) but this plushie reminds me so much of Matthew, you'll see why Emira chose this to be her "sigil" (or for the Supergiant Hades fans out there, the "Keepsake"/"Companion") in the next parts.

4.) Just to clarify, all of Life's children with immortal partners are demigods or demigodlike (the point is they can still die) since Life is the mortal half and is what makes them a part of life and death. Currently they are all in their respective afterlives.

5.) I asked my friend whose a fan of the Sandman graphic novels about why Desire and Dream are so hostile and she explained it to me and also gave me some insight into why Desire is the way they are. Since Part 1 already establishes that while Life doesn't entirely trust Desire, she's at the very least civil with them and a little bit more empathetic to them than Dream is. Since Desire is shown in canon to be an antagonist already I've decided to have Desire genuinely care about Life and to have them be the one to force them to confront their mutual longing for each other.

6.) I've also looked into a little bit of Dream's romantic history based from general tumblr posts and how at least according to graphic novel Marvin, Dream has a tendency to want to be the brooding figure and has a way of self-sabotaging relationships. With this in mind, I hope its understandable why Desire did what they had to do. It was one thing for it to happen to mortal women, goddesses and other worldly beings to suffer the consequences of Dream's overreactions, but it's another if Dream will subject Life to the only way he knows how to respond to anything he doesn't like about being in a relationship.

Once again thank you so much for reading :)

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I really loved your jo x frankie first kiss fic!! would you be able to do something similar for jo x reader with the first kiss/first time prompt?

mac ‘n’ cheese

i think i might’ve done a similar thing with my first jo x reader series, but why would i know it’s not like i look back at my own fics…

btw jo’s enby in this one! that has no reflection on the actual plot though. i realized that with some of the things said in this fic, that that could be perceived as painting enbies in a negative light, because in the past i’ve written jo as a girl, and now all of a sudden i’m saying their enby and also some not so nice things about them, but that is 100% not my intention. 

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cw: femreader. nbjo. anxiety.

your eyes remained fixed on your phone’s screen. nothing else mattered.

”y/n?” jo asked.

you held up a finger. couldn’t jo see that this was important?

”y/n, don’t you think this is getting to be a little much?” they said.

you shot jo a murderous look. but then you quickly looked back at your screen. not a second should be missed.

jo sighed. it was clear you couldn’t be reasoned with right now.

”maria… claire isn’t your twin sister… she’s your clone.” said maria’s butler, george.

you gasped. “i suspected, but i didn’t believe it was true!” you turned to face jo, “maria’s been cloned! do you even know what this means? oh my god… what about penelope? who’s going to tell her she’s dating a clone?”

the theme music for the show played, and you turned your phone off.

”how do you even like that shit? it’s literally just a soap opera.” they said.

”no it’s not, it’s on netflix.” you said defensively.

”that… doesn’t mean anything.”

”whatever, what did you want to talk about?”

”y’know, i was hoping that i would have more of my girlfriend’s attention than a trashy netflix show.”

”it’s not trashy! and i know that’s not what you wanted to say.”

jo laughed. “i was thinking that you should come over to my place today.”

you wiggled your eyebrows, inciting giggles from your lover.

”not like that, i just want to hang out with you.”

”is that what the kids are calling it these days?” you teased.

jo rolled their eyes. “be over by six?”

you looked at your to-do list on your phone. “does 6:30 work?”

”anything for you, y/n.”

”except watching this show!” you waved your phone in their face and giggled.

”keep that dumpster fire away from me!” jo faked panic and ran away.

you chuckled and started up another episode.

a few hours later, after you finished all your homework, because you are a responsible student, you made your way to your lover’s house. jo opened the door before you could ring the doorbell.

they scrambled to find their balance, from sliding on the hardwood floor in socks. you tried to conceal your laughter.

jo cleared their throat, and held out their arm.

you looked around the house. all the lights were out, and their were candles lit everywhere. it looked like a house fire waiting to happen, but it smelled great.

jo led you to the dining room, where two places were set, with a bouquet of flowers set in between.

a sudden flush of anxiety fled down your back. “i didn’t forget anything, right? like, is this an anniversary? it’s definitely not valentine’s day…” you whispered.

”no, i just wanted to plan something nice.”

you sat down, “well, i must say i’m impressed.”

jo grinned at you. they quickly scurried off to the kitchen, presumably to get the food they had made. “i am sorry to report that my cooking ability is not quite what i had hoped, so, uh… yeah.” they placed a plate full of… well you’re not entirely sure, it was all burnt, in front of you.

”what do you mean, jo? it looks fantastic!” you lied through your teeth.

jo nodded, not convinced.

you hesitantly took a bite of what you thought was a bell pepper. it tasted so much worse than you thought, oh god. you fought the urge to spit it out.

upon seeing your attempt at hiding your disgust, jo suggested, “i have easy mac in the pantry?”

you gagged a little on the vegetable. ”yes please.”

jo grabbed the box, while you filled a pot with water, putting it on the stove to boil. jo stood next to you, both looking over the still stagnant water.

you reached your arm around to jo’s shoulder. “isn’t this nice?” you rested your head on their arm.

jo kissed you on the forehead. “yes.” and they settled their head on top of yours.

your body tensed. jo just kissed you. wait, it was just a forehead kiss, it means nothing. except it might mean everything. you and jo had been dating, exclusively, for a little over two months, and you hadn’t kissed them yet.

earlier on in the relationship, you told them that you had never been in a relationship before, never kissed anyone before, never had… y’know before. you told them that you didn’t want to feel pressured into doing anything. but here you were, two months later, and nothing had happened. you thought you might’ve given jo the wrong impression. like you wanted to be the one to initiate all those things. yeah, you asked them out, but that was because you got tired of pining after them and you had gotten a weird burst of courage.

you were caught between two different contrasting certainties. 1) you were going to have to kiss jo first, and this dinner was their way of encouraging you or 2) jo was tired of waiting and no longer cared what you thought, and was just buttering you up to get a whole bunch of your firsts out of the way with.

you felt horrible for thinking so lowly of jo, but you had heard stories of people who had pretended to be good and respectful for years before finally showing their true colors. how could you know that that wasn’t jo?

but one way of making sure that jo couldn’t do that, at least now, was to kiss them. to show them that they are not fully in control of the situation. or did they know this and where trying to reverse psychology you into it? to let you think that you’re in control when you’re really not?

you couldn’t breathe. the water had started boiling.

”y/n, are you okay?” jo asked, in that gentle and kind voice.

”i’m fine,” you murmured, “i just need to-” you turned away from jo, intending to walk away, for a little space. but your knuckles grazed across the pot, and pain shot to your brain. “fuck!” you softly whispered.

jo jumped away from the stove, “y/n!” 

”i’m fine… i’m just going to put some cold water on it.” you cursed the small kitchen, with it’s oven and it’s sink a mere step apart. you ran your hand under the water, each drop seeming to remind you of your stupidity.

jo poured the pasta into the pot. they grabbed your non burnt hand. “y/n, what’s going on?”

”nothing. i’m just stupid and put my hand on a pot of boiling water. that’s it.”

jo scoffed, “you’re not stupid, y/n. you’re one of the smartest people i know.” they gave the pasta a quick stir. “i just think you’re distracted. and, you don’t have to talk about anything if you don’t want to, but i want to know what’s going on inside that beautiful head of yours.”

was this part of their plan too? wait no, they don’t have a plan, it’s all in your head. unless it isn’t.

you teethed at the inside of your mouth, and stared at the water.

jo stirred the pasta some more, not letting go of your hand.

”i… i just thought that maybe you were getting tired of waiting. i thought that maybe you’d… jo, you know i have trust issues.”

jo was silent for a minute. “i didn’t invite you over to try to trick you into doing anything. yeah, i’d love to kiss you, but i can wait. i don’t want to pressure you into anything, okay, y/n. i know a little voice in your head is going to tell you that i’m lying, but i am going to do everything i can to prove that little voice that it’s wrong.”

you turned off the faucet, and wiped your hand on a towel. you turned and fell into a hug with them. you smiled into their shoulder, “thank you.”

jo’s phone started beeping. they chuckled, “the mac ‘n’ cheese is almost done.” they held on to you a little longer before turning off the heat on the stovetop.

you got out of their way as they finished making the meal. 

the two of you walked back into the dining room, the flowers now seeming silly for the bright yellow food, so you laughed.

just before jo was going to sit down, you caught their hand. “can you kiss me now?” you asked quietly.

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