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jinnie-ret · 7 months

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destined at the VMAs

stray kids x musician!reader (platonic)

genre: fluff

content warnings: none.

word count: 1.7k

summary: a musician under the name CLOVER is starstruck when she meets her favourite group Stray Kids at the VMAs, only to find that they're big fans of her too

This imagine is written in first person under the name of an artist called CLOVER.

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"Okay guys, I'm really excited right now because we have the one and only CLOVER, all the way from the UK and making her debut American television appearance here at the VMAs!" an interviewer for Entertainment Tonight introduced me to the camera whilst other celebrities arrived and walked the pink carpet.

"Hi!" I greeted her politely and waved at the camera. I felt so excited to be here at the VMAs, my first time in America and it was on such a well known awards show, I couldn't believe it. I hoped my fans liked my bold type of outfit too, a beautiful black gown with a daring slit up the side where it rested against my thigh.

"Welcome to the US, CLOVER! We're so happy to have you here, how are you finding it?" the interviewer asked me, holding the mic out.

"It's big. America is so much bigger than I expected it to be, especially compared to back home," I said with wide eyes, wearing a shocked expression on face which made the woman opposite me laugh.

"That's right, you've come all the way over here from England, right? How excited are you to perform here?" she asked me.

"I'm incredibly nervous, if I'm honest haha. There's so much talent here so I just hope that people will enjoy what I bring too," I smile, wiping my hands down on my dress awkwardly. I really hoped the camera didn't somehow pick up the sight of my sweaty palms.

"Well I've seen some of your performances before and let me just say, I'm a big fan myself!" she confessed, which made me heart feel warm.

"Wow thank you so much!" I blushed, hands clasped together now. I really couldn't stop fidgeting with them.

"I mean, you've been nominated for best new artist! That must feel amazing right?" she smiled at me.

"It really does, to be nominated for an award, let alone perform here is just beyond my imagination. Like Ice Spice, Peso Pluma, Pink Pantheress my UK sister is nominated too! It's crazy!" I exclaim, hoping I'd meet my fellow UK artist too, not realising that later on I'd meet a different honorary British artist.

"Speaking of, is there anyone else you're excited to see here today?" the interviewer leaned towards me, like she was ready for any gossip.

"Wow, pretty much everyone!" I laughed, "but I'd have to say Demi for sure! I'm excited to see them perform I've loved their music for years! Also Maneskin and there's Stray Kids and TXT too! I'm so excited for Stray Kids oh my god..." I ramble, waving my hands in the air as I talk excitedly, unable to hide my big smile.

"Stray Kids certainly seem to be stealing everyone's hearts this year, I spoke to them earlier, and... wow," the interviewer laughed with me, and it felt like having a conversation with a friend at that point.

"I don't blame you haha," I giggled.

"Well, thank you so much for chatting with us, CLOVER, we'll see you out there later tonight, best of luck!" she smiled at me before turning to the camera and ending the interview. I waved bye to her and the camera and walked round the corner, heading backstage with my manager and taking a deep breath in.

It all felt so surreal, I was sure I caught a glance of Taylor Swift and waved and smiled at her, shocked to have gotten the same actions returned and squealed, unable to help myself as I jumped around and bumped into someone behind me.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Oh my god sorry!"

We both apologised at the same time. And when I turned around to see who it was I thought I was going to spontaneously combust right there and then.

It was Felix of Stray Kids.

"Felix?!"

"CLOVER?!"

What. The. He knew who I was?

"Oh, you know Stray Kids?" he asked me shocked, an adorable expression on his face as he helped me rebalance myself, I was wearing heels after all.

"I should be asking you the same question, I've been listening to you guys for years!" I gushed, probably embarrassing myself a bit but Felix didn't seem to react to that, seeming to get excited himself.

"You have? Wow... Stray Kids are such huge fans of your music, we really love your songs," Felix happily explained to me, still holding onto my hands as he waved them excitedly.

"No way... that's insane!" I couldn't put everything I was thinking into words.

"Tell me about it," he laughed, pulling his hands away to scratch the back of his neck.

"Felix!" the other members walked over, not noticing me at first, which was lucky otherwise they would have seen me looking at them like they were ghosts.

"We've been looking everywhere for you!" Bang Chan patted his shoulders, speaking in Korean and then turned to see me, a shocked expression painting his face.

"Sorry I didn't mean to be keeping Felix," I then spoke back in Korean, some of the members seeming to jump back in shock at hearing their native language.

"Woah, CLOVER?! Wait, you speak Korean?!" Han bounced on his feet, beaming at me.

"Yeah my best friend is Korean so I ended up learning it, definitely helped when watching you guys. This is just like a dream, I can't tell you how amazing it is to meet you guys!" I felt myself getting almost hyper by seeing them in front of me.

"We could say the same to you! We're all big fans of you!" Changbin stepped up, whilst some of the other members stood back nervously.

"If I'm being honest I didn't believe Felix when he told me that," I shook my head in disbelief.

"Well believe it now," Seungmin laughed, seeming to feel more comfortable now.

"I'm so hyped to see you guys perform tonight! How are you feeling?" I asked them, feeling more confident now as the ice had been broken.

"I think we're nervous but we're going to do our best out there," Lee Know shyly admitted.

"We could do with some words of encouragement, could you say Stray Kids hwaiting?" Han asked cheekily.

"Han we've just met her, don't scare her away," Hyunjin did his iconic laugh.

"It's fine, it's fine haha. Stray Kids hwaiting!!!" I cheered for them and they all clapped for me after, making me blush and hide my face.

"Your Korean is really good," Jeongin commented.

"Thank you, well, like I said, it's all thanks to my friend. She's so cute, she'd cheer me on before every gig I used to do like, CLOVER hwaiting!!" I share, hoping they wouldn't find it weird how I'm rambling on.

"Hahaha, that's cute, is she a stay too?" Bang Chan asked hopefully.

"Oh, big time! She's the reason I got to know your music and watch your variety stuff too," I nod back at him. They all let out sounds of amazement.

"You watch our other stuff?" Changbin asked shocked.

"Yeah! I'm a big fan of SKZ Code!" I admit sheepishly.

"Wow that's a good friend you got there," Seungmin nods, smirking.

"She's the best, she's supported me through my music the whole time," I grin, thinking about my best friend. I wish she could have come to America with me but she was too busy.

"Are you planning on releasing any new music soon?" Felix asks me.

"Well, I'll let you in on a secret, I'm working on some right now!" I fake whisper to them, but it didn't really matter. I was speaking to them in Korean at this point so it wasn't very likely anyone backstage would expose the fact.

"You are? Wow I'm looking forward to it already, you have such a unique sound," Han praises my music, making me a hold a hand over my heart.

"Wow that honestly means a lot coming from you guys. You have such a unique sound too and it inspired me to go with the direction I really wanted to in my music," I compliment them, seeing their eyes light up.

"Thank you! Have you ever thought of collabing with another artist?" Changbin asks, seeming to be hinting at something as Minho pats his shoulder warningly.

"Well, now that you've brought it up, I've always wanted to make some songs with you guys," I confess shyly, blushing even more when they all ask 'really'?!

"That would be amazing, I think we could create something great together," Bang Chan nods, a more professional tone as he thinks about their music.

"Perfect! Well I have to go now, but I could get our managers to exchange numbers?" I say, realising I should be getting ready to find my seat.

"We'd love that!" Felix claps his hands together happily.

"Great! Well it was lovely to meet you guys!" I wave as I start to walk away, before I turn snack around quickly and call over to them, "oh, by the way Han, thanks for representing us British Stays, your accent is the best," I daringly tease, giggling to myself as I walk away.

I felt like I was on cloud nine. I met my favourite people in the world... and we were going to try and collab together. It really doesn't get better than this.

Except it does.

For my performance I had changed into a beautiful green dress to match the nature filled scene behind me, performing one of my songs called 'Salvia'. It was a reassuring song to comfort a partner, before the scene behind me started showing dying flowers as I transitioned into a song called 'Rotten to the Core', the pure opposite of the first song. As I ended the performance I saw Stray Kids up and applauding for me, and I smiled and nodded in their direction.

Then I saw them perform too. And the remix they did blew my mind. I was so happy they were getting recognition from other artists too, who may not have seen them before. And I returned my admiration for their performance as I gave a standing ovation of my own, seeing them look my way too.

It all felt like a dream. The future was really looking up, especially with a collaboration with my favourite people in the midst of it all.

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ceruleancattail · 2 months

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Thinking about Card-dealer Trey in the Nightfall Au….

Mafia operative Trey, who’s always a familiar face in the Heartsabyul Casino. Always dressed in his best, a vest stretched over his torso, showing a well-muscled chest. A dark green clover pin resting right above his heart, trembling with every breath.

Trey Clover,whose sleeves are always rolled up. Just stopping right after the elbow, revealing toned forearm, lined with some faint scars. Remains of stitching, old wounds from his days as a more active member of the Heartsabyul group.

Now? He takes care of the headquarters, and of the Rose-Red Tyrant himself. You could consider him a… guard dog, of sorts. Oh, don’t get him wrong. Trey isn’t left here to quietly whittle away his time… before you could even blink, the ice-cold muzzle of a gun is jutted into your side.

Glancing up, you could see Trey’s eyes narrow ever so slightly behind his glasses, lips slipping into a crooked smirk. A spark of sadistic amusement flaring to life in those emerald eyes of his.

He isn’t just some old retiree left behind to rot, darling.

So do take care not to underestimate him, hm?

The gun is soon tucked away as quick as it was drawn, the ghost of the smirk still flickering across his lips. Gently slipping his hand through your arm, Trey tugs you forward. Since you’ve come all this way, why not have a game or two with the regulars?

The Heartsabyul headquarters also doubles as a grand Casino. Draped in scarlet and gold, the empire of cards, backed with elaborate designs. Yet everything in the place was centred around one subject.

Roses, dripping with the dark crimson of freshly spilled blood.

His thumb rubs soft, gentle circles into your arm. A gesture meant to reassure, perhaps. Yet all you could feel were the callouses on that finger, scrapping against your skin. You could only feel the weight of his arm, and how easily he could crush you, if Trey chose so.

He’s a gentle, familiar smiling face at the poker tables of the Casino. However, you shudder to think about what goes on, behind that placid smile.

Trey guides you through the room, his very footsteps muffled by a fine red carpet. Everywhere you looked, you see people hunched over slot machines, throwing cards down on velveted tables. Poor souls, throwing everything they owed just for another chance at the game. A weight presses itself into your shoulders. Trey’s arm, as he gently escorts you through the crowds.

Intimidated? Don’t worry too much. Desperation is a powerful force, but Trey would never allow you to go too far. As much as despair would be interesting to see on your face, Trey’s much too fond of you to ever see you lose.

You can trust him, at least on the poker table.

Trey is very much a skilled card dealer, after all.

You’ll never have a losing hand, if he’s the one dealing the cards.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #Trey clover #Trey x reader #Trey clover x reader #Trey #protection charm♦️#nightfall #nightfall au #Mafia au #ace is his student… of sorts #slight of hand #misdirection #all little tips and tricks #Trey’s passed them down to Trappola #but Ace seems more fond of doing magic tricks as compared to tricks on the poker table

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oneforthemunny · 1 year

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honeysuckle day dream |cowboy!eddie munson x reader|

prompt: a thought I had about cowboy!eddie. you, eddie, and honeysuckle.

edit by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple <3 everyone say yee-haw!

contains: MINORS DNI 18+. language, sexual themes, slight dom/sub dynamic, oral male & fem receiving, face sitting. mostly sweet fluff a little smut at the end :)

"Be careful comin' over here, baby." Eddie's rough soled boot, thick and leather, a little worn from the work on the ranch, crunched down onto the branches and twigs in the path. "'S a briar patch, be careful."

His hand held yours, rough, calloused hands that were hardened from years of hard work. He always teased you about your soft hands, how you "wouldn’t know a hards day of work if it bit you in that sweet ass, girlie" but he refused to let you lift a finger. He was good to you like that, so caring and doting on you.

"Here, put your foot right there." Eddie nodded to the crumples mess of branches he's smushed for your foot to wedge its way in unscathed from the thorns. "Told you 'bout them shoes." His brow furrowed under the brim of his hat, amber eyes catching every glint of sun and shining down at you making that menacing glare a little less mean.

You frowned lightly, looking down at your little sandals. To be fair, you didn't know you'd be hiking down to the creek when you'd gone out to see Eddie, or you would've wore tennis shoes at least.

"I didn't know we were gonna hike all the way out here," You huffed, positioning your foot carefully in the cleared space. Eddie's hand moved to your waist, balancing you gently while he guided you through the thicket. "Thought you'd be training all day." You pouted with a little eye roll.

Eddie's hand smacked the fat of your ass sharply, leaving you squealing and jumping at the stinging impact. His grip held onto your waist, eyes cutting to you dangerously from under the wide brim of his dark hat. "You better watch it, darlin', 'fore I make you pick a switch out here."

The treat had your tummy rushing with that familiar heat, rising up through your chest and leaving your blistering on your cheeks, ducking your head to hide your grin, jumping to the clear patch of soft grass out of the briar thorns. Eddie pivoted behind you, heavily stomping into the place beside you, hands easily finding your waist, squeezing your hip affectionately.

“Wanted to spend time with you.” Eddie beamed down at you, all dimpled grins and shining eyes. “Too pretty of a day to not spend it with my best girl.”

You blushed, wrapping your arm around his waist, cheek smushing into the side of his scratchy work shirt, protective from the sun and anything else that could scathe the cowboy. It was a beautiful day, cloudless blue skies that left the sun shining freely down on all the freshly sprouted crops of the earth. You sighed contently, taking in the scenery around you, the grass a vibrant green and wildflowers sprouting from the tall ground, fields of clover blooms and sweet grass and dandelions lining like a botanical carpet rolled out all the way down to the creek.

"Did you bring a blanket?" You asked, tilting your chin to look up at Eddie, squinting at the sun shining through his curls, illuminating each curly tendril like a golden halo. He looked so pretty.

"No," Eddie grinned, shaking his head down at you playfully. "Is it gonna kill ya to sit on the grass?"

You rolled your eyes. "Maybe. If there's a bug... or a snake." You paused, scanning the tall grass, then looking back at Eddie, clinging to him tighter around his waist. "If there's a snake, Ed, you have to kill it."

Eddie tipped his head back, laugh ringing from deep in his chest, hat nearly falling back with ever tilted shake of laughter. "I'm being serious, Eddie." You huffed, tone teetering dangerously on the verge of a whine. "You know I'm scared of snakes."

"I know you are, sweet girl." Eddie pulled you closer into his hip, wranglers rubbing beside you with every step through the soft earth.

He remembered the time you'd seen a little garden snake, barely a few inches long, slither across the path to the stables. You'd screeched so loud, startling him and the horses, shoving him in front of you like he was your own personal shield. Eddie had teased you endlessly about it, cackling and pretending to go towards it, until you were furious with tears. He didn't grab the snake, of course, he wouldn't ever do that to you, opting to coddle you and promise he'd take care of you instead.

Eddie pressed a kiss to the top of your head, a loud smack that was dramatic and sweet, left you blushing none the less. "You know I won't let you get hurt." Eddie said nonchalantly, humming lightly when he looked around at the nature surrounding him. It was so flippantly a fact, left you a little dizzy with warmth and content swelling furiously inside your chest.

You could hear the streams of the waters, crashing in a light steady flow over rocks and brushing over the bank where the creek lied. Eddie would go wading in the water sometimes, jeans rolled up to his calves and boots discarded, picking up crawdads and frogs to show you. Sometimes you'd join him, most of the time you'd just watch, content in basking in his company from the soft grass of the bank.

"Look over yonder," Eddie's inked finger pointed towards the tree, a bustle of yellow and white flowers blossoming gorgeously on the greenery around it. "Y'know what those are?"

You shook your head. "Flowers? I'm guessing." You smirked up at him. "Are they blackberries?" Eddie had a blackberry patch near the fields, one he wasn't sure where it came from but the horses were always messing in it. Sometimes he'd pick a few for you, bring them in so you could wash them and the two of you could share them in the summertime.

Eddie shook his head. "Honeysuckle." He nodded towards them. "You ever had honeysuckle?"

Your nose scrunched. "Is that, like, honey?"

Eddie snorted in laughter, hand moving to grab yours, pulling you through the clover fields towards the tree. "It's a flower, but you can drink its juice." He explained simply. "Wayne used to take me down here all the time when we'd go fish. Taught me how to get the nectar outta it. I thought these died in the drought of '87, but guess they've come back."

He smiled so proudly, eyes twinkling the way they did when he'd tell you a good memory, a rare happy one from his childhood. "How do you get the nectar out?" You tilted your head to the side lightly. "Thought only bees and butterflies could do that."

"Nah, honeysuckle's special, darlin'." Eddie grinned, he squatted in front of the green bush, climbing high on the trees and vines around it. He plucked a yellow-cream colored flowers off it, rolling it between his fingers.

"Watch this," Eddie's eyes lifted, round and big, shining with excitement. You matched his little smile, leaning in. "You just pinch this bottom like that, and pull this part," Eddie ripped the flower apart so delicately in his big hand, revealing the long stem in the middle, a single watery drop of nectar clinging to it. "Here, open up, baby. Taste it."

You stuck your tongue out, obediently, eyes lifting to meet Eddie's. It was an automatic reaction now, one Eddie wanted to beam in pride at you for remembering, his jeans tightened around the crotch at the sight. He placed the nectar covered stem on your tongue, rubbing it over your taste buds gently. It was more bitter than you expected it to be, earthy with a floral sweetness that tasted... odd, but intriguing on your tongue.

"Hmm," You hummed, rolling your tongue around in your mouth, brows furrowing ever so slightly up at Eddie. "Not really what I expected." You giggled, crystal and warm, it made Eddie's knees buckle.

"Yeah?" Eddie giggled back, brows raising. "Y'want another one?"

You contemplated for a moment, nodding. "Show me one more time how you did it."

Eddie grinned, his cock twitching behind the zipper of his wranglers. He plucked another flower, pinching, pulling, and eyeing at you to open your mouth. You did, holding his gaze while he smeared the sweet flower's nectar over your tongue.

You nodded slowly, rolling the nectar around your mouth. "It's pretty sweet." You shrugged finally. "Good. You want a taste?"

"Yeah," Eddie nodded, swallowing thickly. He could feel his heart beat in the throbbing tip of his dick, eyes trained on you. "Let me have a taste, sweet girl."

You gave him a wicked grin, eyes batting at him playfully. Oh, how many times you'd heard that in a very different circumstance.

"Pinch it, pull it, and..." You revealed the long string, smiling up at him triumphantly. "Open up for me, handsome."

Eddie snorted in a laugh before obliging, tongue out and eyes on you while you repeated his actions, rubbing it over his tongue. Eddie moaned loudly, eyes pinching close and lashes fluttering. "Mmm, tastes delicious." He groaned. You blushed at the vulgarity, eyes casting down, catching the growing tent in his jeans.

You paused for a moment, eyes lifting to him wickedly. He smiled back at you shamelessly, those muddy irises darkening with every passing second. You lifted a brow. "Seriously?" You asked, trying to feign annoyance, like you weren't pulsing something fierce between the knees.

Eddie shrugged. "Just what you do to me, sugar." He grinned cheekily.

He sure did know how to make you blush, you thought, turning to hide your heated face, flicking the flower towards the ground. "Does the honeysuckle have some kind of natural viagra in it?" You asked playfully. "That why you wanted to bring me out here?"

Eddie howled in laughter. "I dunno, baby, not that I know of." He grinned, perfect, pretty teeth and plump lips. "Maybe. You feelin' horny too?"

You blushed, scoffing at his blatant question. "I think you are, Munson." You nodded towards his bulge. "You want me to help you out?"

"I'd sure love it if you did. Be awful sweet of ya." Eddie grinned salaciously. That little shit.

You sighed heavy, dramatic and playful, but sinking to your knees in the cool grass. Your hands were already working on his belt, expertly undoing that thick buckle he'd won at a competition. You could remember the first time you'd tried to take one off, fumbled and irritated until he'd helped you, and told you not to rush that there was no need. Everything was easy, a little slower out here; that's why you loved it so much.

You pushed his stiff wranglers down to his knees, shuffling on your own to get closer, placing a sweet, gentle kiss to his tented briefs, his erection angry underneath.

"Stop that teasin', darlin'." Eddie grunted lightly, jaw clenching at the feeling of your soft lips against his shaft. "I'll be just as mean if you don't play nice with me." He warned.

You just gave him a tight lipped smile, pushing his underwear down, his cock springing free and curving up towards him, the foreskin stretching around his angry head, already leaking for you. You drooled, wetting your lips, before you took it in your hand, pushing the skin down with a fluid movement.

Eddie exhaled slowly out of his nose, eyes fluttering down to watch you through thick lashes. You blinked up at him, jacking him slowly, thumb circling the sensitive tip until his hips jerked in your grasp. Eddie nodded at your gently, a bow down towards you that was your go-ahead signal.

You took him your mouth easily, sucking on the tip, tongue swiping over the sensitive head that leaked for you. Eddie groaned loudly, hands moving to thread through your hair, tangling his calloused hands through the soft locks. Your mouth, velvety and wet, sucking him down gently.

"Just like that, girlie." Eddie breathed a sigh of contented pleasure, letting his eyes fall shut for a moment. He could feel his tip brush the back of your throat, head still bobbing to take him further. "Goddamit, baby, feel so good."

You hummed at his praise, moving to cup his balls while your head bobbed slowly, eyes straining to look up at him. His eyes fluttered down to you, seeing you looking at him obediently, just like he'd taught you. Eddie beamed, thumbs stroking over your hollowed cheeks.

"Look at you, my best girl, aren't ya? Just so good." Eddie rasped, voice drowned out at the chirping birds singing and flitting in the wind, water babbling down the creek making the most serene background while you shoved him vulgarly down your throat.

Your hand cupped, squeezed his balls lightly, pulling back to suction on his tip and move down his shaft, breathing deep and slow to regulate your gagging. Eddie could feel his own abs clenching with every slow drag of your mouth squeezing around him, your nails tickling his balls lightly and making them jump and squeeze at your expert movements.

"Holy fuck, baby," Eddie gritted, tightening his grip in your hair. "You just get me so good, don't ya? Just my perfect, little, sweet girl. So good to me."

You hum in response, vibrations from your throat tickling and sending shockwaves through his head to his sac. Eddie felt himself clench, knees planting in a firmer stance. He wasn't going to last long with you out here, you were too good at this. Too good at knowing him so well.

Especially the way you'd tilt your head to the side, ducking down to take his sack into your mouth, sucking them lightly while your soft hands stroked his length with perfect flicks and grips.

"Open up that mouth." Eddie grunted through clenched teeth, nose scrunching.

If you didn't know any better, you'd think you were hurting him, but you did know him- you knew he was so close his toes were curling, coil in his tummy pulling closer and closer until it snapped. Spilling hot spurts of his seed onto your flattened tongue. You caught is easily, eyes still meeting his while he milked himself into your mouth, finger hooking to catch a dribbled spurt on the side of your lips before he pressed them in your mouth.

"Swallow f'me, sweet girl." Eddie rasped, chest rinsing and falling in sharp, fast breaths.

You swallowed him in one gulp, opening your mouth open to show him, eyes still round and meeting him. You ached, a slick, throbbing mess underneath your little sundress- the one that drove Eddie wild when it'd get caught between your cheeks.

"That's my good girl, so good." Eddie praised, cupping your blushing face. "You just take such good care of me, don't ya, honey?" Eddie cooed at you.

You smiled, sweetly and a little bashful. Eddie was sure if he wouldn't have just busted his cock would be lurching, sputtering to life all over again. "I love to take care of you, Eddie." You purred, lashes batting up at him, tight rubbing together for friction.

Eddie smirked. "I know you do, baby. Do such a good job at it too." He praised you, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your cheek, hands moving under your arms to tug you up. "Now, 's your turn, ain't it?"

You blushed, standing to your feet on shaky legs. You looked back at the ground, seeing the butterflies flit around, dragon flies whirring by. "Wait, I don't- I don't want to lay in the grass." You pouted gently. "I don't wanna get my dress dirty, Eddie."

Eddie rolled his eyes hard, feigned annoyance at you. "When did I say anything about that, huh, girlie?" He gave you a dark, pointed look.

You frowned at him confusingly, watching him sit on the grass, placing his hat beside him, dark curl melting into the grass when he laid back. "C'mon," Eddie grinned up at you, chin tucking to his chest to look up at you. "Get ready to ride, cowgirl."

You blushed, shimmying the hem of your dress up, lifting it so it was bunched by your waist, shuffling over to him, legs parting wide to climb over his body. You sunk to your knees, blushing under Eddie's wild eyed gaze, excited and lustful.

"You let me know if you can't breathe?" You asked, lifting a brow towards him. "I don't wanna suffocate you."

"I couldn't think of a better way to go out, darlin'." Eddie grinned cheekily. "Smothered by that delicious pussy by the creek? Sounds like paradise to me."

"Eddie." You whined, shuffling back towards his chest.

Eddie's hands gripped your thighs fiercely, pulling you protectively towards him. "'M just kiddin', baby. I'll let y'know, alright?" He smiled sweetly up at you, hands rubbing up the soft swell of your hips, pushing your dress up further to reveal your puffy, slick lips to him.

"Here," Eddie reached over, grabbing his hat and holding it out to you. "You put it on. You're ridin' today, girlie."

You blushed but put the dark hat on, tipping it onto your head before Eddie had you pulled into him with a slight oomph! his mouth latching to your swollen clit, lapping and suckling at you.

You bucked and rode his face, hips grinding and bumping against his nose, hands gripping his curls like the reigns to a horse, while your knees rubbed into the soft grass beneath you. You'd lost the hat after you tipped your head back too suddenly, it tumbled onto Eddie and then toppled onto the ground, but you were too caught up to care.

Eddie buried himself in you, devouring your cunt while you cried and gushed all over him, his eyes fluttering shut, savoring every last drop of your delicious nectar. He decided then, that honeysuckle was good, but nothing compared to the sweetness of you.

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simplyreveries · 4 months

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Can I request for Lilia, Trey, Kalim on how they will confess to F!MC?

confessions; lilia, trey, and kalim!

lilia vanrouge

he already has basically indirectly taken you out on dates. for instance, when he once brought you to diasomnia to eat (dont worry, not his cooking) and it happened to be JUST the two of you to make it. with flowers and candles and everything. how convenient. he stares at you from his side of the table with his head in his hands as you look around at the little set up confused... but it's not like you're complaining anyways.

he sort of treats you already like you are in a relationship. i mean, with how close he has gotten to you- sometimes it may just feel that way around him. he likes that. he's always treating you and talking to you how someone in a relationship would. but its also easy to confuse that with how he normally is since he is... pretty eccentric.

with lilia, its truly a mystery on when or how he'll confess to you. lilia has no problem being open with his feelings, he does bring it up to the others in diasomnia. but lilia has basically already confessed to you all the time, he straight up tells you. you could ask him why he likes being around you so much and lilia will simply state "because i love you, why else?".

trey clover

treys mind gets preoccupied for a while, troubled with the idea on how to even confess to you. he'll be what seems to be in thought and ends up getting distracted from tasks and duties often. even you yourself ask what's the matter and he'll snap out and give you a small smile "hm? ah well, rook did something pretty crazy earlier during science club today...." he laughs and brushes it off. nope he was trying to figure you out more, thinking what you would want most in a confession.

unfortunately for him as well, he doesn't have exactly anyone to ask for advice, he's usually the guy people go to for help and such. though he would confide in riddle, his own childhood friend... riddle is not quite experienced with love himself ^^;. and cater is well... cater. probably gave him a bunch of completely over the top ways but trey laughs telling him that isn't exactly his thing.

i've mentioned this before but trey canonically isn't good at professing love or be all smooth with flirting.... like at all. like he's really bad at it. so, he prompts to do something he is actually good at and decides to make a gift basket of sorts filled with your most favorite baked goods. he even decorated them to look cute, he's got good experience when at his family's bakery anyway. with that, he'll write you a sweet but simple letter. since he can't really bring himself to say it in words.

kalim al-asim

you could see his infatuation with you from a mile away. he is so painfully obvious you'd have to be completely dense not to see. nevertheless, kalim still wants to ask you out, the right way! an amazingly romantic way! he'd come excited to jamil at literally an early hour of the morning after thinking about it practically all night. knocking at his dorm door and be like "guess what! i came up with the most perfect plan!!" proceeds to instantly gets the door slammed on him.

kalim spends the whole day getting ready, trying his best to get everything ready. he'll have a normal party/celebration at his dorm and when you're both on a carpet ride boom, he'll confess to you. he spends the whole day smiling like a total idiot as he gets everything ready. at least that's how he imagines and hopes it'll turn out.

he cannot keep his eyes off of you the whole time, he's practically glued to your side. unfortunately, as he WAS about to confess, holding your hands to him, looking at you with a lovestruck smile, there was a mishap on the carpet ride. it wasn't seriously bad and besides, it only led to the two of you laughing together as you get up. even though you two are a bit disheveled and his "perfect plan" got messed up. he'll happily continue and blurt out the rest of his confession right there.

#disney twst #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst headcanons #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst imagines #lilia x reader #kalim x reader #trey x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #kalim al-asim x reader #trey clover x reader

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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 7 months

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Yuu get´s stabbed-Heartlslabyul

Riddle

he was ready to rip your head of for even thinking of visiting him at the stables instead of going to the infirmary

he was so loud even Sebek was shocked and you felt like your about to go deaf

as soon as your doing better you will get the scolding of a life time from Riddle, especially concerning basic Human instincts like ya know survival instincts and not ignoring a wound because you promised to help somebody

depending on how long you will have to stay he´ll bring you your homework and will help you study

he might even bring some tea and a tart to share with you but only if your doing good in the study sessions

Trey

he stabbed you and no matter how much he says it was an accident you don´t believe him

nobody turns around that fast with a knife in their hands while knowing somebody is behind them

at least he immediately rushed you to the infirmary and you even got him to swear because you said it wasn´t bad at all

which it was, I mean there was a lot of blood so that´s bad but at least it was only surface deep

would have sucked if he hit an organ and who knows if you could even get one donated because of the whole from another world/dimension thing

but at least he brought you some get well soon/sorry I stabbed you and landed you in the infirmary gifts

it was sweets and tooth things and honestly it could be worse

also you got a cute Clover shaped pillow

you did tell him you would check it for a surprise attempt at stabbing you again

needless to say Trey did not think it was funny

Cater

okay he´s all for the toxic mentality of putting on a front to look better in front of others but you´re taking it a bit to far

also your bleeding all over the carpet and he already knows Riddle will pop a blood vessel over the mess and than because you were dumb enough to not get that looked at and meeting him instead

but he´ll take plenty of cammable pics when your in the infirmary and out of the danger zone or maybe something that could have turned into something life threatening because you did not stop yourself from bleeding out

he did visit you a couple of times and even brought you some of Trey´s sweet as a get well soon gift

he may or may not has just wanted them for some cute pics though

but at least you get something sweet out of it

Ace

he just told you he´s surprised that you didn´t get stabbed earlier, you have a habit of pissing people of and not all of the NRC students are as nice as the ones you know

he might act like he doesn´t care but he´s actually worried about you

actually he would like to know how the fuck you didn´t bleed out already

he isn´t a Doctor but this looks really bad and you should go to the infirmary

and no you can´t make up any excuses you´ll go to the infirmary and if he has to Ace makes sure you´ll arrive there

but he´ll stay around for a while to make sure you don´t die of boredom

it would stuck if he´s stuck with Deuce and forced to look after Grim when your gone

also he doesn´t want to know what Riddle would do if he learns that he left you alone

Deuce

why are you here with him and not in the infirmary!?

he doesn´t care that you said you would help him study you should be more concerned about not bleeding out

he has to actually drag you away from wherever you two were meeting because you keep insisting that you´re fine and it´s only a small wound

which it isn´t, he´s even surprised you even managed to stay conscious

and that you even managed to walk all the way over here

also if you know you should tell him who stabbed you he promises he will only talk with the person

he´s lying and you know he´s lying but you still decided to tell him but he at least has to wait until you get better because you want to beat them up first

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland headcanons #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade

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10 THINGS Y/N L/N CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT | s.kerr

summary: british gq releases a video of you and the ten things you can't live without. [1k words]

pairing: singer!reader x sam kerr

notes: another singer!reader!!!!!

[STUDIO; BLUE BACKGROUND, Y/N SITTING AT A WHITE TABLE. TEN ITEMS SAT IN FRONT OF HER]

Y/N L/N: Hi GQ, I'm Y/N L/N and these are ten things that I can't live without.

[SHOTS OF VARIOUS ITEMS FLASH ONTO THE SCREEN; A LIP BALM, A PHONE, A VAN CLEEF CLOVER BRACELET, A VOCAL CORD STEAMER]

[CLIP OF AN IPHONE 13]

'1) PHONE'

Y/N L/N: So this is my phone, I don't go anywhere without it. I figured we could get the boring stuff out of the way first (LAUGHS). I know everyone comes and watches these and watches people pull their phones out and collectively groans. (WHISPERS) I'm sorry.

[Y/N CLICKS ON THE HOME SCREEN. A PICTURE OF SAM ON THE BEACH POPS UP WITH THE TIME OVERLAPPING IT]

Y/N L/N: Nothing special really until you see the home screen. It's a picture of Sam from the very first time we went to Fremantle together to meet her family. I had never been to Fremantle before, so it was very cool and I met all of her family, it was one of my favourite trips we had ever been on together. Very special.

[CLIP OF A MACBOOK AIR, THERE IS A NUMBER 20 STICKER SITTING IN THE BOTTOM CORNER]

'2) LAPTOP'

Y/N L/N: I don't ever go anywhere without my laptop. I like having it on me, I'm not sure why. I don't go on holidays without it, or stay at a friends place without it. I never know when I'll need it. She always comes in handy, and because it's a MacBook I can text and FaceTime on it if my phone dies.

[CLIP OF A VAN CLEEF BRACELET SAT ON Y/N'S WRIST]

'3) BRACELET'

Y/N L/N: Okay, so this bracelet is very special to me. Sam gave it to me on our first anniversary. It's a Van Cleef Alhambra bracelet and we both have one which I think is sweet. So if I'm not with Sam, I like to have it on so I can think of her... (PAUSES) That was a little lame, wasn't it?

[CLIP OF A GOLDEN RING, A CLOVER SHAPE]

'4) RING'

Y/N L/N: I feel like I'm just talking about Sam, and maybe I am, but I don't care. Anyway, this is my ring that Sam also got for me, it's also from Van Cleef.

[CLOSE UP OF THE RING; GOLD DETAILING IN THEN CENTRE OF THE CLOVER]

Y/N L/N: It matches my bracelet which is nice. I try to wear it on every red carpet or event that I go to, because usually I'm wearing clothes and jewellery that don't belong to me, so having this makes me feel like I've got a little piece of me on the night.

[CLIP OF A GREEN VOCAL STEAMER]

'5) STEAM INHALER'

Y/N L/N: Okay, so this is my steamer and I don't ever go anywhere without it if I'm working. This thing keeps me sane and sounding somewhat decent if I'm not feeling well. Lots of my friends in theatre had these growing up and I was always so jealous and wanted one, so I finally bought myself one online and I will never go back. After a show, I will shower and go back to the bus or the hotel and just sit with this for an hour.

[CLIP OF A PINK 'GO-TO' LIP BALM]

'6) LIPS!'

Y/N L/N: Caitlin Foord got me onto this skincare brand back home in Australia called 'go-to' and I am literally never ever going to put anything else on my face ever again.

[Y/N KISSES THE SIDE OF THE LIP BALM]

Y/N L/N: This is their 'lips!' lip balm and I take it everywhere with me. I hate having dry lips, or when I'm trying to sing and they crack at the sides. That *BEEP* kills me. (Y/N GASPS AND LOOKS INTO THE CAMERA WITH WIDE EYES) I am so so sorry.

[CLIP OF A WORN NOTEBOOK WITH SOME STICKERS ON THE FRONT THAT ARE BEGINNING TO CREASE]

'7) NOTEBOOK'

Y/N L/N: If you didn't know, I write songs..

[CAMERA ANGLE CUTS TO B-ROLL CAMERA, Y/N LOOKING DOWN THE LENSE]

Y/N L/N: (WHISPERS) Good ones

[CUTS BACK TO MAIN CAMERA]

Y/N L/N: And this is where I write them if I don't, for some reason, have my laptop with me. I don't love writing them down because I change my lyrics so much over time and I waste so much paper and room writing in an actual book, but I live with it.

[CLIP OF A GREEN AND YELLOW BEADED BRACELET WITH THE WORDS 'KERR 20' THREADED INTO IT]

'8) FRIENDSHIP BRACELET'

Y/N L/N: I go to lots of football games. I try to go to most of Sam's games if I can and I always wear this.

[Y/N TURNS THE BRACELET AROUND TO SHOW THE NAME ON THE BRACELET, THERE IS A SMALL WHITE BEAD WITH A RED HEART IN THE MIDDLE SEPARATING KERR AND 20]

Y/N L/N: Taylor Swift's Eras Tour has started a very big thing for friendship bracelets, which I'm loving. So when Sam was playing in the World Cup, a girl tapped me on the shoulder and gave me this which was really sweet. I didn't have a bracelet to trade with her, but I have made one and I'm taking it with me to the Olympic Qualifiers in October in hopes that I'll see her again and I can give it back to her. So if you see this, I have a bracelet for you!

[CLIP OF A MICROPHONE, A PALE BLUE BODY AND WITH A MATCHING RING AROUND THE TOP]

'9) MICROPHONE'

Y/N L/N: This is my mic, I have played every show for the last three years with this exact mic. I don't like not playing without it now, it's become almost a superstition. (CHUCKLES)

[PICTURE OF Y/N AND TAYLOR SWIFT SINGING TOGETHER ON STAGE POPS UP, Y/N IS USING HER BLUE MICROPHONE]

Y/N L/N: Sam took this picture of me and Taylor during sound check (Y/N HOLDS UP A PRINT OUT OF THE PICTURE). I love this picture a lot, we didn't have any fancy outfits or choreography, it was just us having fun before a show. Very special.

[BACKGROUND MUSIC STOPS; CLIP OF SAM WALKING ONTO SET AND SITTING ON Y/N'S LAP]

'10) GIRLFRIEND'

Y/N L/N: Self-explanatory

SAM KERR: I'm honoured (SAM LOOKS DOWN AT Y/N AND KISSES HER CHEEK A FEW TIMES)

Y/N L/N: (LAUGHS)

[BLACK SCREEN; GQ LOGO]

#one shots . * • .#sam kerr x reader #sam kerr imagine #sam kerr one shot #woso imagine #woso one shot #woso x reader

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wolfjackle-creates · 2 months

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Bad Reveal AU Chapter 2 Part 2

As promised! Here's the compilation of every snippet I've written for the 1000 follower ask game. I added an additional 300 words to the end to round out the scene.

Story Summary: Danny loves the Waynes, loves living with them. After the GIW, after his parents, he never thought he'd be able to have this again. A family, a home.

Then he overhears a conversation.

The Waynes aren't just the Waynes. They're the Bats, part of the Justice League. And the Justice League works with the US Government. The same government that runs the Ghost Investigation Ward.

It was all a lie.

AO3 link

Tumblr Links: Chapter 1, Previous

Word Count: 2.6k

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Three days later and they were all ready to tear their hair out. Barbara had found nothing new on the Fenton parents, even after Tim and Bruce joined her in the search. Apparently everything about the Fentons had been hidden behind the best digital security they had ever seen. Everything except the basics. And the firewalls were so good that they were almost invisible which is why no one had noticed them before.

Danny’s room lacked any sort of clue. They opened every drawer and went through everything they could find, only for nothing even slightly unusual to turn up. Definitely nothing like the bizarre energy weapon he’d used.

Jason had asked around as Red Hood to see if he could find any leads on the weapon. But every rumor lead to a dead end.

They could find nothing that might lead them to the people who wanted to hurt Danny. And Danny never came home.

Dick was currently in Danny’s room, again, trying to find anything. He was under the bed searching for hidden compartments in the frame or box spring when sharp footsteps sounded in the hall. A moment later, Alfred cleared his throat from the doorway.

“Master Dick! I believe you were instructed to leave the cave so you could rest.”

Dick pushed himself out from under the bed and sat so he was leaning against the bed frame. He flashed a dazzling smile. “Sorry, Alfred. I just had the idea to check the bed frame for any hidden messages or compartments. Wouldn’t have been able to sleep without doing it.”

Alfred sniffed. “We have already been over every inch of this room. You will not find anything new and you know this.”

Dick sighed, letting the smile drop away, and rubbed his face. He looked down at the carpet as he picked at it. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep. I just keep seeing his face. He was certain we were going to hurt him, Alfred. My own brother. How could I have failed him so badly?”

Alfred’s shoes came into view as he walked further into the room and sat next to Dick. “You haven’t failed him, Master Dick. And you know that. His fears were his own; based on experiences from before he ever joined this family. And we did not know there were problems to address. But we do now and I have full faith that you will solve this and bring Master Danny back home.”

“I wish I had your optimism, Alfred.”

“Then I shall just have to have enough for the both of us. Now, if you insist on being useful, Titus could use his afternoon walk. Normally Master Bruce or I take care of it…”

“But with B injured and the house full, you’ve got enough to handle. I’ll take care of it, Alfred.”

“Thank you, my boy. Now, help an old man up.”

Dick laughed; it wasn’t sincere, not truly, but he knew it’d make Alfred feel better. “Don’t even pretend you can’t get up on your own.” But he still did as requested and helped Alfred to his feet.

“When you’re my age, you will know what troubles I face.”

“Sure, Alfred. Now, where is Titus right now?”

Ten minutes later, Dick was outside in the late spring sun throwing a tennis ball for Titus. The dog was delighted with the game.

He rather felt like it should be raining or overcast or something. Not a balmy spring day with birds singing and bees buzzing in the clover. Danny was still missing; it shouldn’t be a nice day.

His next throw went much farther than he planned, and Titus bounded away.

Dick groaned and collapsed to the ground. He threw an arm over his eyes as he bit back his tears. Everyone was relying on him to hold it together. Damian was on a hair trigger and he was the only one who could keep him in line consistently; Tim was sunk deep into his research and barely surfacing for another energy drink every few hours; Jason and Bruce couldn’t be around each other for more than ten minutes without someone starting to yell. Duke was spending more and more time on patrol trying to find any information on the meta angle.

And all of them came to him to complain about the others. His family needed him. He couldn’t fall apart.

When a shadow fell over his face, he cracked open an eye expecting to see a cloud covering the sun. Instead he screamed and jumped to his feet as he came face-to-face with Clark.

“Warn a guy next time!”

Clark, the bastard, just laughed at him. “Hey, Dick. Didn’t expect to find you here.”

Before he could reply, Titus returned, ball clenched proudly in his mouth. “Good boy,” said Dick as he petted him. “Ready to go back inside?” To Clark, he said, “Most of us are staying at the manor right now. What brings you here?”

“We’re worried. Bruce called in saying he had an injury that would prevent field work for a few weeks. At the same time, Tim told Kon he’d be unavailable for Young Justice missions until further notice. And Damian canceled a sleepover with Jon with no explanation. So I made two of Ma’s pies and decided to come over for a visit. What’s going on?”

Dick sighed. “Danny’s gone. He discovered who we were.” He let out a hysterical laugh. “And apparently thinks that because we work with the US government it means we were just pretending to like him to gather information so we could turn him over to someone who would hold him against his will and torture him.”

Clark landed and pulled him into a hug. Dick clung on tightly. “Why does he think that?”

Dick shrugged and, reluctantly, pulled away. “Apparently his parents betrayed him once already. I think…” Dick closed his eyes and whistled sharply. “Come, Titus.” He held onto Titus’s collar and began walking away from Clark towards the manor. “We think he already has experience being held and tortured. And that it was his parents fault.”

Clark’s sharp inhale proved his horror at such a thought.

“Yeah. So now Danny’s gone and we have no idea how to search for him. Did B tell you he’s a meta? We knew he had some powers, but clearly we missed some because now we suspect invisibility, density shifting, and flight. So we’re trying to find the people who want to hurt him. But we keep hitting walls!” Titus whined when his grip tightened too much. Dick winced and let go immediately to pet the dog. “Sorry, Titus. You’re such a good boy.”

Clark draped an arm around his shoulders. “Well, why don’t you take me to the cave and you can go over everything you know. Maybe a fresh pair of eyes will help.”

Dick shrugged. “Couldn’t hurt. And maybe seeing you will remind Bruce he knows how to do more than grunt when people ask him a question.”

Clark winced. “That bad, huh?”

“Worse, if I’m honest. Danny shot him with an energy weapon before density shifting out of the cave. So now his newest kid is missing and he’s too injured to go out and search for him.”

Clark let out a low whistle. “Yep. That’ll do it.”

Dick pulled out his phone and opened the group chat. A quick text ensured everyone who was around would make their way to the cave. “I’ve told everyone to meet us in the cave. We’ll swing by the kitchen to get some plates and cutlery for the pie. Thanks for that, by the way.”

Clark ruffled his hair. “You know me, I’m too midwestern to show up anywhere unannounced without food.”

Dick gave a half smile, unable to muster up anything warmer.

Clark tried to keep up a stream of small talk as they swung by the kitchens to gather the plates. But Dick just couldn’t keep up with it. His mind was just too far away, on a young boy with blue eyes who loved hugs and had fit into the family so smoothly.

When they got to the cave, Tim didn’t even look up at the sound of the elevator doors opening. Dick followed his lead and ignored him, instead going straight to Bruce.

“You’ve got a visitor, B!”

Bruce only grunted and didn’t look up from his laptop.

Clark hid a smile. “I’m sure Alfred raised you better than that, Bruce.”

“Indeed I did,” declared Alfred with a sniff from where he was making notes in Bruce’s medical chart.

Bruce’s head whipped up at the sound of Clark’s voice and Dick bit his lip to keep from laughing. “Clark? What are you doing here?”

“Been worried about you and the kids, so I made some pie and decided to come on over. Kon and Jon are both waiting for updates as well.”

Apparently the appearance of Clark and Kon’s name was enough to finally drag Tim from the batcomputer for the first time in days. “Is Kon okay?”

Clark gave him a fond smile. “He’s fine, lad. It’s you—all of you—we’re worried about.”

Bruce looked away. “It’s Danny.”

Clark nodded and sat on the foot of the bed. “Dick’s told me a little. Let’s wait for the others to join us and you can all tell me everything.”

Dick checked his phone. “Babs said my text woke her up and don’t start discussions without her.”

Clark looked at him sharply. “Barbara is here, too? You really meant it when you said everyone’s been staying here, didn’t you?”

Dick shrugged. “Yeah, well, it’s Danny.”

Tim laughed mirthlessly. “Yeah, he’s the only one who all of us like pretty much all the time.”

Clark frowned as he looked around at the people gathered, but didn’t say anything.

Alfred bustled in with a chair. “If some of you would help me set up chairs for everyone? We might as well be comfortable as we talk and eat.”

“Of course, Alfred,” said Clark, seeming relieved. “Be happy to help.”

Honestly, with how many people were there, it only took a minute. Jason and Stephanie arrived just as they were finishing up.

“Duke messaged me,” said Jason. “He’s on his way back from patrol.”

“Damian?” asked Dick.

“I am here, Richard,” said the boy as he walked into the medbay. “I apologize for my tardiness. I was with Alfred the cat and didn’t notice your message immediately.”

Dick went to his side and ruffled his hair. He ignored Damian’s glare with years of practice. “Glad you could make it. Come on, let’s get you a slice of pie.”

“I’ll start slicing,” said Clark.

By the time the pie was sliced and everyone had a piece, Barbara had arrived.

“Where is Duke?” asked Bruce.

Tim pulled up the tracking information on his laptop. “Looks like he’s only twenty minutes out.”

“He’d’ve said something if he’d learned anything new,” said Jason. “I say we just start sharing now. He’ll be back before we get through it all.”

“Agreed,” said Bruce.

Clark nodded and looked around the room. Dick just knew he was cataloging how exhausted they all looked. “What can you tell me about what happened?”

“Daniel lost his mind and attacked Father,” said Damian.

“Listen here, Demon Brat,” argued Jason, “you know damn well that’s not what happened.”

And when Tim backed up Jason, it became a shouting match. Dick buried his face in his hands. A headache was forming and he knew if he tried to intervene, he’d just make it worse right now.

“Enough!” said Alfred when it became clear the others wouldn’t calm down on their own. “We will go over it one at a time. Master Richard, you may start.”

So Dick gave all the information he knew. When one of the others indicated they wanted to add more, he let them. Alfred made sure no one overstepped. Duke arrived partway through and described what he saw when Danny disappeared and used his powers.

When everyone was finally satisfied they’d shared everything they knew, Barbara pulled out a tablet to show Clark the footage of the confrontation in the cave.

“And you don’t know where he got that weapon?” asked Clark after he watched it twice.

“No clue,” said Tim. “We’ve searched his room a dozen times since then, but there’s nothing even remotely like it.”

Jason nodded. “And I’ve been asking around. No one I can find has ever heard of one like it.”

Alfred added, “Even I was unaware he was in possession of such an object.”

Clark hummed as he replayed the last few seconds of the video where Danny density shifted through the stone. “He brought it with him when he left.”

“You’ve thought of something,” said Bruce.

“Could he have hidden the weapon inside something? Like a wall or the floor?”

Bruce hummed as he thought. “Is that even possible?”

Dick shrugged. “We know very little about what he can and can’t do.”

“Want me to take a look at his room with my X-ray vision?” asked Clark.

Bruce nodded. “Please.” No one commented on the begging tone in his voice.

And for the first time in days, Dick felt hope rising in his chest.

“And do we have any idea what he meant by Jason being in trouble, too?”

Jason shrugged. “Probably has something to do with how I died. I’m apparently the only one who can sense Danny’s empathy, too. And I mean supernatural empathy, not the normal person kind.”

Bruce agreed. “I found the most information on Amity Park when I found my way to supernatural message boards. Zatana is looking into some things for me as well. But it always leads back to ghosts. Though why Jason alone is of interest when others in the family have also died is uncertain.”

“I see. Well, I suppose we’ll find out when you get him home. Who wants to show me Danny’s room? We might as well start there.”

Of course, no one was willing to sit this one out. The biggest argument arose when Bruce insisted on pushing himself to his feet. He refused the wheelchair Alfred tried to insist he use, but a raised eyebrow and pursed lips did get him to take the crutches.

Dick and Jason exchanged a smirk at the scene. Alfred always got his way.

So, the entire group made their way out of the cave and through the halls of Wayne Manor until Clark stopped in the doorway to Danny’s room.

He let out a low whistle. “Whatever his powers are, he can definitely hide things in other objects. He’s left a lot behind.”

“Can you tell what they are?” asked Bruce.

Clark shrugged. “Some of them. There’s another item that looks like that blaster he had. Some…rope? I think? A tool box in the floor. A case that’s probably lead-lined. And a lot of stuff that I just can’t identify. I mean, a random cylindrical object. Some rectangles, maybe external hard-drives?”

Damian stepped forward, gripping the handle of his katana. “Then we will smash the walls to see what he is hiding.”

Dick rushed forward to put an arm around Damian’s shoulders and stop him from doing anything.

“Indeed not, Master Damian.” Alfred gave the boy a level look. “We want Master Danny to have a home to return to. And what sort of welcome would he feel if he came back to a destroyed room? Master Bruce, Mr. Kent, I am aware you have other collegues who can density shift. Could one of them be prevailed upon to come and remove the items?”

Damian scowled and kicked at the floor. Dick bit back his smile. The kid really did care about their missing brother, whatever he said.

Clark nodded. “I’ll call J’onn, Alfred.”

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Several of you guessed this is where I was going to take it the minute I introduced Clark. Didn't see anyone mention J'onn, though. (But that might be because I was sharing such small segments, so fewer people were speculating.) Let me know what you think!

I've finally gotten around to making a Subscription Post for this fic, so follow that if you want notifications!

@hailsatanacab also started a fill for this prompt that I absolutely adore, so check that out here! (It hurts, it hurts so good.)

#dpxdc #too many characters to list #no one is handling things well #and clark is concerned #so he shows up with pie #and an offer to help #and they get their first real lead #the first in days #(or they will once j'onn arrives)

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hellsslibrary · 9 months

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✧･ﾟ:*NSFW Alphabet with Trey Clover*:･ﾟ✧

DNI : minors.

!!Warnings : switch(mostly sub)!bottom!Trey, food play, praise kink, riding, teasing, rough sex and soft, thighs, handjob, male reader.

Cater <————«« Trey »»————> Riddle

Heartslabyul. Trey Clover.

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

Probably the most caring boy in all of Twisted, yes. Even if he is tired to the point of impossibility, he will still make sure that you are in order and that you are completely satisfied. And then both of you will do what you need. Shower, water, hugs, whatever. He will fulfill your every wish.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It's definitely thighs in you. It just seems that way to me. He loves to sit on your lap at all times, and he loves to play with them during sex. Squeeze, caress, kiss, suck, bite, whatever. Especially if you have sensitive thighs.

In himself, his favorite part is obviously his hands. They are very skillful, since he is a confectioner, after all. So he can do a lot with these hands for you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Well... He cums above average, that's for sure. His semen is sweeter than normal and thicker, since sweets are a major part of his life.

As for your cum... He loves creampie, so get the my idea, imps.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Any fanfiction with foodplay and Trey is my weakness, so listen up. He dreams of having sex with you in the kitchen of Heartslabyul and using all sorts of ingredients like various syrups, whipped cream, some berries and everything else on your body or on his body in absolutely any way you like.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He's probably not a virgin. Although he did not have affairs where he would be the bottom, so in that place you are his first. Definitely knows what he's doing though. He is clearly not an innocent person.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Lotus flower (click there to see). I just want him to sit on my lap with those thick thighs of his and... Ahem. He's just a sensual and romantic boy so he loves this position, where he or you (depending on who's dominant) can set any possible rhythm that's comfortable for both of you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I guess he's serious enough if you're dominant and he's just overly focused on pleasure at times like this, just enjoying your praise, words of love, touches and thrusts. But if he dominates... Then he will definitely say a few joking phrases, just to tease you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He keeps everything clean there, so you won't find hair in there, as he gets rid of it quickly. The color is exactly the same as on the drapes, only the hair on the carpet is a little lighter.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is very romantic! If you ever mention any thing that seems romantic to you, then expect him to bring it to life soon. Whatever you think is romantic will be yours in a short amount of time. Also during sex, he will be the most tender and loving boy, sensually stroking you, praising you, taking care of you and everything you can imagine.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Nope, not a fan. He probably just doesn't have time for that, though. But he still hardly ever finds his own hand or anything else too satisfying, so he prefers to wait until his arousal wears off or have sex.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He loves to ride you. He loves to look down at you while you moan and your face is absolutely blissful while he squeezes your chest/thighs/sides/whatever. He also loves handjob, he prefers hands to mouth, if only in case of his own satisfaction. He just loves the way your hand slides over his cock, the way you rub his head and balls as he lies helplessly underneath you.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Well... I guess he likes sex on the table. Just because he loves it. But given his favorite position, it's probably a bed, a chair, an armchair, a couch, or whatever you can sit comfortably on.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Trey is not very easily aroused. Although he can be easily seduced by the look at your thighs if you're wearing some kind of tight pants or shorts... Or if you deliberately eat something too sexy (you know what I'm talking about).

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

He doesn't want to cause you or him much pain, obviously. He is generally not a particular fan of some too rough and sadistically masochistic sex. Also, he would probably prefer to have sex in places where he is convinced that no one will be, just ... Just in case. Ahem, so that no red-haired tyrants will notice you, ahem.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He prefers to give more, of course. Trey loves to see the look on your face when he pleases you, and especially he has access to your thighs, so it couldn't be better.

For his part, he still prefers a handjob, as I said, but he still enjoys any kind of blowjob/eating out/jerk off/etc from you.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Definitely a slow, sensual tempo. Although it can get faster and rougher if you want it or prefer it. But he likes more leisurely, romantic sex, so :b.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Since he's quite busy, like Vice Housewarden, you have this happen quite often, simply because he doesn't have time. Although his preference always goes to your rarer but more valuable leisurely intercourse.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Not particularly risky. He will not do anything that will cause one of you to get hurt, or get caught, or leave one of you unsatisfied (he will always make you satisfied, no matter what). But he is quite ready for experiments.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He is quite durable. 5-10 rounds I guess. You can fuck him all you want because it takes a lot of effort to get him to his point of overdrive. Although not as much as with Cater, for example.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a couple. Handcuffs or ropes, just because he likes to tease you or for you to tease him. He also has a couple of other toys for you to use on him. And he has at least one butt plug and wears it quite often, you know... Just in case.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

He loves to tease you! Although he knows your boundaries and your clear "no" and he will never break them. But he still loves it.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's... 2-3/10, really. I don't think he's too loud. He may sigh, moan softly in pleasure, but he will never be too loud.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

He has thick, bulging thighs. You know, those thighs you look at and think "Fuck, this is the juiciest thing in the world" and all this heresy. Basically... He loves to squeeze you in his thighs as you suck him off/eat him out/fuck him. It's just... Well, fuck, who doesn't want to be crushed by those thighs?

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

He is very muscular! He has a good, muscular body, relief and it is quite wide. His cock... 6-7 inches/15-17 cm. Slightly larger than average, yes. And it is medium in girth, although slightly plumper at the base.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Average. He doesn't need a lot of sex and will probably adjust to your sex drive. Is yours bigger? Okay, he'll try to make time for that. Do you have a lesser? It's amazing, he does too.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fell asleep afterwards)

He will probably fall asleep quickly enough after you bathe, change the sheets and do other things. Although if it was done in the middle of the day or something like that, then he will be a little sleepy after that.

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