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#do i actually want to date him or do i love him strictly platonically
anxiousnerdwritings · 2 months
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I am going FERAL over this imagine:
So basically Bruce brings reader home to be his new daughter/the boys' new sibling but Uh Oh! They now want you carnally and reader is just like "you said you wanted me as a daughter/sibling, wtf is this" and being their platonic darling is better than being shared between them romantically so reader tries to come off as innocent and child/sibling coded by being like "yeah I've never actually kissed or dated anyone before aren't I just so innocent" and the boys are like :)))
So then Dick says you can call him your boyfriend "just to feel it out" and Tim starts blatantly stealing your panties and Jason says he can give you your 1st kiss so you can "practice" with him and Bruce offers to teach you how to touch yourself and (and him) and when you try to walk it back cause the boys are being Freaks they're in their delulu era so eventually you end up tied to the bed with the boys and Bruce drawing straws over who gets to take what 1sts (like 1st date, kiss, virginity, ect).
And Damien is just in the background absolutely SEETHING cause the the boys and Bruce's Horny Time keeps interrupting his Mommy Time with the reader
And reader using Damien as kind of a shield cause what are they going to do, feel you up in front of a CHILD? Like just, "Stay Platonic :))"
Just that kind of pseudo incest makes me Feel Things (*/∀\*)(///∇///)
I'd love your thoughts/a fic based on this! Ty ❤️
TW: Brief mentions of pseudo incest(y) scenarios/behavior, manipulative tactics, yandere tendencies
(Okay so I’ll answer this with my thoughts for right now.)
I know I primarily write incest(y) related topics for my Game of Thrones/ASOIAF stuff but I have been tempted to/curious about branching it out into some of the other fandoms I write for 👀. (I’ve had a few ideas rolling around in my noggin for a bit if anyone is interested.) So I would be willing to give this a try. I’m down to experiment with some new stuff, within reason of course.
I imagine the Reader being older (probably 19-23), maybe even having been a runaway of sorts or not having a very stable home life, so when they’re given the ‘offer’ to become part of the family they’re looking to fulfill a familial void they’ve never experienced or have forgotten how it’s felt like. I definitely see Bruce and the rest of the boys keeping a very close eye on the Reader before they decide to finally bring them into their family, basically full on stalking them from the moment they caught their attention (you know how the Batfam works). It wouldn’t be a surprise if even before the Reader was with them physically that the boys developed a more carnal desire for them. At first, their intentions were completely platonic, but with all the lengthy observing and information gathering of their supposed-to-be-new-family-member eventually something changed in how they all saw their darling.
I really see the change in their obsession starting with either Dick or Tim first. Especially regarding some accidental or purposeful peeping Tom foolery. I feel like Bruce would be the last to fall victim to the change in direction or at the very least he’s the last one to admit to it. If Damian is younger than I see his obsession staying strictly platonic, but if he were much older than I could see him involving himself to the same depths as his family.
At first, I see things happening subtly. Knowing that at the very least a few of them are already in an obsessive-romantic headspace in regards to their darling before they even physically become part of the family the guys would try to be as welcoming as possible without revealing their true intentions. They don’t want to scare you off right away, they want you to walk into it semi-willingly at least. But the interactions with the Reader would show something else. The lingering touches, the being much closer to you than really necessary, the heated grazes over your clothes here and there that leave you wondering if that actually happened or not. I also kind of like the other members not being fully aware of each other’s change in obsession, everyone giving each other the side eye until it sets in and then all out war of who gets the darling to themself unfolds only to eventually end up with them working together and agreeing to share. That’s when Bruce’s heel-turn is revealed.
Once things get truly amped up, the interactions with the Reader really begin to escalate. The boys would walk around shirtless more often, all of them trying to get their darling to look at them, to really look at them. Eventually, it’s not just them being shitless but either them in nothing but their underwear or nothing at all. They start out as accidents but eventually it’s pretty loud and clear that the guys want you to see them, all of them, to even touch them and feel them to your hearts content. But thats not all, of course it’s not. The touching of their darling only gets all the more intense, to the point that you know damn well that they’re touching you and they want to leave you wanting for more. So much more. The Reader’s innocence and lack of experience would only spur them on even more. They absolutely thrive off of it. They all want to be your first, your first everything. There will be a lot of secret ‘lessons’ being given behind closed doors and telling of “Don’t tell Batdaddy or he’ll get real mad.” “Don’t let Jay know, or he’ll want to punish you for not doing this with him.” “Let this be our secret, (Name). Something just for you and me.” “Can’t tell anyone about this or they’ll ruin it for the both of us.” And they only get even worse from there.
I can’t see Alfred being okay with this in any situation, whatsoever. I think he especially would feel like Bruce and the other boys completely took advantage of the Reader and he would try his best to aid them in trying to keep up with the platonic intention of this entire fiasco. He would be a total cockblock, even going as far as helping Damian in his cockblocking endeavors. Alfred’s intention would be to play both sides so he knows how to help the Reader when it comes to Bruce and the others but it wouldn’t take too long for them to figure out that Alfred is working against them. Like, Alfred was all for the familial-platonic obsession but when things started getting more romantic he was ready to shut that shit down ASAP. You can’t tell me he hasn’t, at least a few times, locked Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim out of the house to give the Reader some peace and give Damian his much deserved allotted time with them.
Speaking of Damian, he is a menace (as per usual) but even more so than normal. He really doesn’t take too well to the new direction of his father’s and brothers’ obsession for the Reader. He thinks it’s pretty messed up but he sincerely likes and cares about the Reader and he wants them to stay, he wants them to continue being a part of the family forever so he’ll let some things slide. Some. He even may be willing to look the other way when it eventually comes to Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim baby-trapping the Reader if it means this whole ‘family’ thing becomes set in stone with the arrival of a new ‘sibling’. But for the most part, at least early on, Damian would be a huge pain in the ass for the other family members. He feels like he needs to step in to save his darling from the others and their ulterior motives. He’s all his parental/older sibling figure needs, at least at that point. He may even try to runaway with them to keep them safe from the others. Hell, he may even get his mother involved if he was desperate enough, especially if he saw the Reader as a parental figure. Or maybe even another Justice League member to either adopt him and the Reader so that he could have that family experience he was promised with the Reader. Or he would be completely content just living the rest of his life just him and the Reader, platonically of course.
It would either take Bruce or Dick to have a talk with Damian to get him to come to some agreement to allow them to continue with what they’re doing in regards to the Reader. I think Dick would get away with manipulating Damian much better than Bruce could. I think Damian would have some opinions about his father especially throughout this whole situation. Especially since I see Damian being very observant of how Dick, Jason and Tim are behaving towards the Reader early on and picking up on the fuckery taking place, even going as far as telling Bruce about it under the belief his father would be on his side (not ever fathoming the idea of his father also doing similar things to the Reader without him ever knowing). As far as Damian knew his father was completely platonic towards the Reader, as a ‘father’ should be. Right? So understandably Damian feels not only betrayed but also disgusted when he finds out that his father was and still is taking part in, acting in a similarly depraved fashion as the others.
Eventually, I could see them coming together and being one big ‘happy’ family. But it sure as hell comes at a price. (Usually the Reader’s freedom and sense of self outside of the obsession they’ve been dragged into, to drown in alongside their yandere(s).)
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valeskafics · 1 year
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"Not A Want But A Need" - Modern!Aegon Targaryen II x Reader, Past Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader
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a/n: from an anon request :)
Summary: You make an arrangement of sorts with your ex's brother.
TW: light angst, aemond is reader's ex so mentions of failed relationship, profanity, innuendo, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, alcohol consumption, oral sex f receiving, p in v sex, unprotected sex, praise kink
Word Count: 2,623 words
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.Keep reading
You thought that the actual act of breaking up with Aemond was going to be the hardest thing you ever do. Neither of you wanted to break up, but you knew it was what had to be done. It just wasn’t working anymore, no matter how much the two of you love each other. No matter how much you will always love each other.
Surprisingly? It’s Aegon who helps you through the aftermath of your relationship. He finds you, ready to get shit faced drunk at your favorite bar and mourn the three years you’ve spent with Aemond. Aegon approaches you, taking a seat beside you, telling the bartender to put everything you drink tonight on his tab.
“A bottle of Dom Perigon,” you order, earning an amused look from Aegon, “What? You said you’d pay.”
“Indeed I did, Princess,” Aegon teases you, nodding to the bartender to go ahead and bring the champagne, “So? How you holding up?”
“You ever feel like everything in your life that you touch turns to shit? And it’s all your fault?”
Aegon nods, resting a comforting hand on your shoulder, “Yeah. I get that. But you know what? You and my brother didn’t have an ugly breakup like a lot of people do. You should be happy about that, at least. You’re still-”
“Don’t say the word friends,” you groan, downing the last sip of your Old Fashioned, “I fucking hate that word right now.”
Aegon shakes his head at you, “You know, it’s funny. I was actually gonna ask you out before Aemond did.”
You turn and look at him, an almost incredulous expression on your face, “No fucking way!”
“Yes fucking way,” Aegon laughs, “Aem just got to you first. I always had a thing for you back in high school.”
His admission stuns you, because you never once in your wildest dreams thought that Aegon Targaryen would have ever had a crush on you back in your high school days. You always thought that he must have thought of you as Daeron’s annoying tag-along best friend, and then, Aemond’s annoying tag-along girlfriend. But for him to have had a thing for you?
“Why didn’t you?”
Aegon puts his beer bottle down, licking his lips, the sight making your stomach tighten ever so slightly, “You were always such a sweet girl. A nice girl. And I don’t have the greatest track record when it comes to serious relationships.”
“Oh, you mean you didn’t fuck half the cheer squad while you were dating Maris?” you tease good-naturedly.
“Hey,” Aegon raises a finger, pointing it at you, “I fucked half the football team too.”
You burst into laughter, “Right, right, how could I forget?”
Surprisingly, you end up spending a lot more time with your ex’s brother, even more than you do with Daeron. Aegon is always able to get the two of you into the best clubs, in the VIP section. It starts off platonic enough, or well, as platonic as it can be when it comes to Aegon. His touch always lingers a moment too long, his kisses on your cheek when he greets you are always a little more than just friendly, his hugs always pulling you in a little too close.
Unsurprisingly, the two of you give in to your clearly mutual attraction to each other after a couple of weeks of hanging out. You make a deal - to keep it strictly without emotion, an arrangement between two kind of sort of friends. Aegon suggests that something like this will help you get over Aemond faster, if anything. And you’re inclined to believe him, because every time Aegon fucks you, those beautiful purple eyes gazing down at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world, Aemond Targaryen is the farthest thing from your mind.
Yet, when you lay there with him, basking in the afterglow of your shared pleasure, there’s always a bit of guilt inside you, gnawing at your stomach, preventing you from cuddling into Aegon’s arms like he’s suggested so many times. This is your ex’s brother. This is wrong, a bad idea on so many levels. If you ever hope to get back together with Aemond in the future, you shouldn’t be doing this. This could ruin everything.
You know that you should want to be with Aemond, considering he was your boyfriend for so long. But as time passes and Aemond’s touch fades from your memory, it’s replaced with Aegon’s. The little traces of Aemond left behind in your apartment, his shirts, his toothbrush, his shampoo… All replaced with Aegon’s. And soon, you realize, this has gone beyond the point of your little arrangement.
Aegon is a heartbreaker. He always has been. And yet, ever since this started, you’ve never seen him look at another woman once while he was with you. Yet your friends who you’ve told about your secret arrangement tell you that once a player, always a player. That opening up your heart to Aegon would lead to heartbreak at the hands of another Targaryen brother.
So one night, when things between you feel like they’re getting a little too personal, you tell him that you need to stop hooking up. 
Aegon seems surprised at first but then questions, “Are you seeing someone new?”
You shake your head, “I just-”
“I love you.”
Your eyes go wide at his admission as you’re pulling your clothes back on, feeling altogether too vulnerable in front of him, even though he’s proved just as vulnerable before you. You take a deep breath and shake your head.
“No you don’t.”
Aegon looks at you, completely confused, knitting his brows together as he speaks, “Princess, I love you-”
“Stop saying that,” you run a hand through your hair, “You don’t.”
“Yes, I do! I… You’re all I can think about,” he insists, still gazing at you, “Your smile. Your laugh. Every fucking thing about you. I love you!”
“You don’t love me,” you snap at him angrily, shaking your head, refusing to believe his words, “You love fucking me. There’s a huge fucking difference there, Aegon!”
He looks at you, shocked. He looks genuinely hurt by what you’re, more than you’ve ever seen. Hell, he even looks more hurt than the time his dad fucking forgot his name and called him Daemon.
“Is that really what you think of me?” Aegon questions, his voice now colored with a deep-seated bitterness, “That I’m just with you because I want to fuck you?”
“That was the entire arrangement from the beginning,” you snap back at him, your eyes filling with tears of anger in spite of your best efforts to remain calm, “You don’t fucking love me. You said you’ve never loved anyone-”
“You know what?” Aegon lets out a sarcastic laugh, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head, quickly pulling on his pants as well as he gets out of your bed, “I’m done. I’m fucking done. I’m done trying to convince you that I’m telling the truth, because clearly whatever the fuck Aemond told you about me is still living rent free in your head.”
“This isn’t about him!” you insist, “This has nothing to do with Aemond!”
Aegon shakes his head, smiling ruefully at you as he walks out of your apartment, “Yes it does, Princess. It always does.”
And with that, he walks out of the door to your apartment. You stare at the spot where he was laying only moments ago, where he was making love to you only moments ago. You throw yourself on the bed and begin to sob, almost hysterically. It doesn’t cross your mind that you’re crying even harder than you did after the breakup with Aemond. You cry yourself to sleep that night, wondering why relationships have to be so fucking hard.
The next day, you’re surprised when Aemond sends you a text, asking to meet up. You stare at the message before telling him you’ll see him at the diner across the block from your place. You never set foot in there once before you started hanging out with Aegon and now, it’s kind of your spot. You’ve gone there together every Saturday and Sunday morning for the last couple of months after long nights of partying (and fucking), Aegon stating that nothing is a better cure for a hangover than the greasiest possible breakfast.
Aemond looks out of place here, sitting in his pristine button-down shirt, hands folded on the table. It makes you think of the lazy mornings you spend in this very booth with Aegon, seated on the same side of the booth, Aegon usually hoodie and his rattiest jeans, you? Usually in one of his shirts and a pair of leggings. Aemond looks out of place here and, as he speaks, talking about the “logistics” of getting back together, you confess to him what’s been going on.
“I slept with Aegon.”
Aemond nods, “I’m aware.”
“I,” you pause, unsure how to say the words you need to, “Fuck.”
“You love him,” Aemond says quietly, “Don’t you?”
“I,” you swallow thickly and nod, “Yeah, Aem. I do.”
Aemond clears his throat, “I… You should be together. Because I’m quite sure he loves you too,” he pauses and looks at you, “Whenever I see the two of you around town, you always look so happy. And that’s all I want for you.”
Aemond leans across the table and presses a chaste kiss to your cheek, lingering for a moment, before walking out the door of the diner. You sit there in silence for a long moment, wondering if he’s right.
Aegon is seated, watching some football game he could not give less of a shit about, snacking on some chips and a Coke, trying to put you out of his mind. It’s been two days since your argument. Two days without your touch, your voice. He thinks he’s going crazy. He misses you, he fucking loves you, but he still feels hurt by your refusal at accepting his feelings. He checks his phone to see how far UberEats is with his order, seeing that they’re around five minutes away.
That’s when he hears a banging at his door. He looks at it in confusion and gets up, thinking maybe the app was glitching, but standing there is a Pizza Hut delivery guy, holding a box.
“I didn’t order pizza,” Aegon tells him, confused beyond belief, “You might be looking for my neighbor-”
“Aegon Targaryen?”
Aegon raises a brow, “Yeah… Ugh, it must be Daeron pranking me with fuckin’ anchovy pizza again. How much do I owe you, bro?”
“Nothing, man, it’s already paid.”
The delivery boy walks away, Aegon looking after him with evident confusion. He sighs and opens the pizza, hoping that at least half of it doesn’t have anchovies. His face breaks out into a smile at what he sees.
Sorry. Spelled out in all green M&M’s. His favorites.
Twenty minutes later, there’s a banging at your door. You open it and within two seconds, Aegon’s lips are on yours, kissing you like his life depends on it, like you’re the only thing tethering him to this planet. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him inside.
“I love you,” you whisper against his lips, “And I want to be with you.”
“I love you,” Aegon repeats, resting his forehead against yours, “And I need to be with you. It’s not just a want anymore.”
You smile against him as he kisses you, walking you backward to your bedroom. By the time you get to your bed, you’re both already stripped down to your underwear, Aegon moving to lay back.
“Want you to sit on my face, baby,” he grins as you straddle him, “You wanna do that?”
You arch a brow, “Who would say no to sitting on the guy they love’s face?”
“Not you.”
You laugh, removing your bra, revealing your tits to his greedy eyes, then your panties. You crawl toward him on the bed, slowly, before moving your thighs to either side of his face.
“You’re gonna slap my thigh twice if you need me to move, right?”
Aegon nods, gripping your thighs in place, eyeing your wet pussy with hunger, “Yeah, baby. Slap your thigh twice. I got it. Don’t worry.”
And you slowly lower yourself, closer to his waiting mouth, letting out a whimper as his tongue licks a stripe along your core before he pushes inside, lapping at your folds like a man starved. You grip the headboard of your bed, taking care not to put all of your weight on him, but Aegon doesn’t like that. He pulls back and gives you an annoyed look.
“You’re not sitting on my face, Princess, come on.”
You roll your eyes and relax against him, hearing his sigh of contentment as he continues tasting you, reveling in the feeling of your warm, wet walls on his tongue, the taste of you, everything. He grips your thighs tightly as you begin riding his face, with his encouragement, moving one hand to squeeze the flesh of your ass. He moves his mouth to focus on your clit, lilac eyes gazing up at you as he sucks on the sensitive nub, driving you absolutely insane for him. You whine, bucking your hips against his face, the pleasure becoming even more intense when he pushes two fingers inside you. You reach your peak on his tongue, evidence of your climax coating his lips when you move off of him. Aegon licks his lips, giving you a sly grin.
You move down to straddle his lap, stroking his cock, feeling him get even harder against your hand, using your thumb to spread the pre cum that has gathered at the tip. Aegon throws his head back and lets out a loud groan. You giggle, wrapping your arms around him when he sits up, holding your waist as you move yourself onto his cock, taking him inside you. You begin moving your hips, up and down against him, setting the pace as you fuck him, Aegon helping you along by holding your hips. He eyes your tits as they bounce in his face. He watches as you move your hands to run over your nipples, pinching slightly, feeling them harden beneath your fingers.
Aegon grins when your hands  away, allowing him to take one of your breasts in his mouth, sucking on your pert nipple, his teeth grazing against it gently. You run a hand through his hair, murmuring how good he’s doing, how good he’s making you feel, what a sweet boy he’s being for you.
He’s always been a sucker for praise.
Aegon moves his mouth to your other breast, focusing his attention on it while one of your hands untangles itself from his hair and moves to rub at your clit.
“Aeg,” you murmur, “I’m close.”
“Me too,” he mumbles against your skin, “Fuck…”
You feel your orgasm wash over you like a tidal wave, white hot pleasure searing through you to the point that it’s almost unbearable. And when you squeeze around Aegon like that, it makes him reach his own peak, your tight cunt milking him for every bit of his cum.
You stay like that, in Aegon’s lap for a moment before speaking, “Did you bring the pizza?”
He grins up at you, “Course I did. Do I look like an idiot?”
“...”
“Baby!”
“My mom always told me to say something nice or not-”
Aegon cuts you off with a kiss, giggling against your mouth.
And you realize he was right. It’s not a want for him. It’s a need.
You need him. And you love him.
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sister-juniper · 5 months
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Reciprocated Feelings (Terzo x GN Reader)
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⋆˙⟡ Fluff with some sexual references ✮⋆˙
Summary: You and Terzo are friends with benefits, but you had developed romantic feelings. Unbeknownst to you, Terzo feels the same.
☆ Word Count: 1446 ☆
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You and Papa Terzo had been fooling around for quite some time, a few months to be exact.
It all began during one of his sermons, you were sitting in the front row, right in Terzo's line of sight. He noticed you gazing lustfully at him. You see, Terzo had a knack for being able to read people, especially through their eyes. He could tell the intention behind that look you gave him by simply studying your eyes for a few seconds.
In return, he shot you the same stare, which caught you off guard. The entire rest of that sermon was spent with you getting more and more desperate, while you and Terzo practically eye-fucked each other.
An hour after all of that began, the sermon ended, and the entirety of the congregation filed out of the main hall and into the dining hall. You however, chose to stick around a few extra minutes. This proved to be a great decision, as Terzo did the exact same. As soon as the two of you were given some space, he was able to whisk you away to the privacy of his quarters. That was the first time of many when you two did anything.
From the start, your relationship had been strictly sexual and platonic. No romance or exclusivity involved. One would message the other when in need of some sexual favors, and the other would show up at the other's room a few minutes later. You two would do it, and then part ways once again.
Of course, Terzo had others, he was Papa Emeritus of course. You were not the only one he lusted after, and you knew this. You played along with his act, you acted okay with it, and you hid how you felt internally. You would rather have him like this than not have him at all. 
You tried to give the impression to him that you had others as well. You didn't want to look too "needy". In reality, nobody else really interested you in that manner like Terzo did. The only person who you wanted to touch you was him. You didn't care to invite any other siblings or ghouls into your bed. Your body would only enjoy the touch of Terzo.
He knew how to please you, he could play your body like a game of chess, but most importantly, he was the one you fancied. He was your type.
Each time the two of you finished doing it, after you parted ways, you wondered what it would be like if he stayed just a bit longer. If he stayed to coax you to sleep, run his fingers through your hair, and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. You began to crave that, but still, that never happened.
At first, you brushed your feelings to the side. You ignored your heart gnawing at you. After all, there wasn't much you could do or say. You felt like Terzo was the one calling the shots, and you were just another sibling of sin. 
But after a few months of this, it was getting too intense. Every single time the two of you did things, you held back so hard from letting an "I love you" slip out of your mouth. Every single time, you could barely save yourself from asking "could you stay a little while longer?" as Terzo was putting his shoes on to leave. 
You began to realize what you felt would eventually slip out. It got harder and harder to hide it each time. It was only a matter of time before the confession left your lips.
You decided to put together a plan, a plan to ask him out on a date. You decided you would rather risk losing the sexual encounters, instead of just continuing on like this. You couldn't do it anymore.
Your plan was fairly simple, but also quite cute. You would go to a flower shop, buy a bouquet of purple lilac flowers, and show up at his office to ask. You knew Terzo would love those flowers, as he usually kept a vase of them on his desk. You were only about 50% sure of this actually working in your favor, but you chose to go along with it anyways.
The next morning, you went to your usual services, did your daily chores, and then when you finally had a few hours of free time, you took the bus down to the flower shop.
Something that you thought was odd however, was Terzo's absence during the daily sermon. Instead, it was his younger brother, Cardinal Copia, who took over. It made you a bit anxious, but you chose to shrug it off as him just being busy with something.
You bought the flowers, and got back on the bus with a sense of hopefulness. Maybe this would work out, you prayed to Satan that it would. Still, you had to be realistic, and were also mentally preparing yourself for the worst to happen.
You arrived back at the Ministry, and rushed upstairs to your room to do a few things first. You had to be quick, as dinner time is soon, and Terzo would not be in his office during that time. You made it to your room, applied a bit of makeup, sprayed on some of your best perfume, fixed your habit a little bit, and then you were ready to go.
You took a deep breath, clutched the flowers in your hands, and started walking down the corridor to Terzo's office. Quickly, of course.
You had turned the final corner to his office, when you suddenly collided with something. You panicked and reached down to pick up the flowers, before looking up and realizing who you just bumped into. It was Terzo.
He too was picking up a bouquet of flowers off of the floor, black dahlias, and looked a little flustered.
"O-oh hi Terzo. Im so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going"
You stared at him, wide-eyed, feeling the blush began to creep onto your cheeks. This is not how you wanted this to go, and why did he have flowers too?
"Ah tesoro, it is okay. Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Terzo said, seemingly equally as flustered.
"Oh uh..." you searched your brain for some sort of excuse, any kind of excuse, but you couldn't think of any. What other excuse would there be to you rushing in the direction of his office holding his favorite flowers? "I was coming to see you."
You bit the inside of your cheek as you waited for him to respond. He looked at you, then the flowers, then back at you again.
"Coming to see me? With that beautiful bouquet?"
You nodded and looked away with embarrassment.
"Well uh, actually tesoro, I was headed to do the same."
You looked back up at him and studied his face. He had a small smile, and you could see a little blush under his paints, and wait a minute... he was holding black dahlias. Your favorite flowers.
"W-wait... you were coming to give me those?" You questioned as you pointed to the bouquet.
He nodded "Sí, and you were coming to give me those?" he questioned while pointing to the flowers you held.
You nodded. "I actually got these for a reason you know..." you said as you trailed off
"What reason is that, cara mia?"
"I wanted to ask you on a date."
Terzo smiled warmly and stepped a little closer. "I was coming to do the exact same thing."
You looked at him in bewilderment. "You were??"
"Sí, that is why I wasn't at the sermon this morning. I was out buying these" He said in reference to the flowers
You smiled a wide smile as he handed you the beautiful arrangement of flowers. You took it from him, and handed him the purple lilac's in return.
"How did you know black dahlia's are my favorite?"
"I took a guess, I saw them in your room. How did you know I like purple lilacs?"
"I also saw them in your room" You said with a giggle
"Ah well, we are both quite observant aren't we?"
You nodded with a smile and a small "mhm"
"Well... what do you say to that date tesoro? You free this Friday night?"
You perked up and nodded enthusiastically "Yes, I am free"
"Perfetta. I will pick you up from your room at 6 p.m."
"I will be ready"
Terzo smiles at you "I can't wait"
The two of you share a kiss and part ways. As soon as you get back to your room, you place the gorgeous bouquet in a vase full of water. Terzo does the same in his office. You can't believe that just happened, but you are overjoyed to say the least. 
He feels the same as you do. 
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may i req a teen aroace reader (who is in the spectrum) x the obey me brothers when they find out that the reader has a crush on someone? Like, at first it probably wasn’t as obvious, but then when they stop talking at look at the reader? They done noticed the blush and the person mc has been staring at for a… weirdly long time. They keep staring at their crush as if they sum fine snack or sum shi 💀
I will forever love my inbox because I love all of your ideas😭 also not sure how demon ages work since we’ve only seen adult demons, so let’s just say that this is a demon implied to be around MC’s age in human years
2nd person PoV, teen!mc, MC’s gender not mentioned, strictly platonic between the brothers and MC
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They’re all likely used to seeing you doze off, no biggy, right? You can’t help it. However, you keep doing it in a specific classic, staring at a specific student, and staring with a glare noticeably different than your usually “zone out” look. I didn’t take a genius to put two and two together that their precious human teenager had a little crush.
Lucifer
No. Nononono
He thought he was safe from you ever getting a crush, but he’s been proven wrong
IMMEDIATE dad mode and older brother mode shift into one as he tries to shut this down as quickly as possible. You’re only going to get your heart broken, you know that, MC?
He probably noticed the first time you started staring for a bit too long. Just a second too long was all it took for him to recognise that glare; he has a keen eye. Did you really think you would be able to hide anything from him?
He’s immediately dragging you towards his room after RAD and demanding an answer from you💀 honestly it might stress you out from how he’s treating the whole thing
Fortunately, he won’t punish you if you try to lie, but he will give you such a disappointed stare that it’ll be punishment enough
New rule is added to the House of Lamentations: ‘MC cannot date anyone’
Only way he’ll budge is if you let him take care of most of the dates, but it’s super overbearing
‘Don’t be back any later than 7pm’ type vibes
And if you break any of the one millions rules his made? Say goodbye to that ‘privilege’ you had
💀honestly just date that person in secret man. Surely some of his brothers will help you out
Also he may or may not threaten your crush. Mayybbeee or maybe not
Mammon
Another one that notices IMMEDIATELY
He’s constantly looking over at you. You thought he wouldn’t notice?
And, just like his older brother, he’s freaking tf out
You’re growing up too fast!! You’re gonna get your heart broken into a million pieces and then you’re never gonna be the same!
But then he also remembers the fact you told him you were aroace, and his dumbass gets confused
And then he does a bit of digging and figures out that this is likely a very rare thing for you to experience
..and then he can’t help but feel a bit bad💀
While he doesn’t want you to be doing this, he also doesn’t wanna take away what could be a once in the lifetime opportunity!
He still ends up dragging you to his room and demanding answers in a similar style to Lucifer
But, unlike the firstborn, he won’t ban dating or impose a million restrictions. He will set up some rules and demand to meet your partner first before anything, but he mostly just expresses that he’s worried about you getting hurt or heartbroken
He also might follow you guys around a little bit just to be sure nothings happening
But besides that, your first man is gonna support you all the way!! 😼
Leviathan
Okay, so Levi takes online classes, so it’s not like he would’ve ever known about this if it wasn’t for the occasional times he was dragged to RAD to actually get some social interaction
And even then he’ll still be confused
Like why are you staring at them?? And then it clicks
He doesn’t even bother to question you and instead have a mental breakdown over it because what does this mean? Are you not gonna be able to hang out with him anymore?
He might ask you to hang out with him more often to cherish the moments that he thinks he’s losing
But then he remembers that up until that particular day he hadn’t even known you had a crush in the slightest
So he mostly just leaves you alone on it, but if your crush does something to you then they’re gonna get it
He also might try using his little anime dating logic to help you with a date
Like what type of gifts you can get them and “what dialogue options are the best”
He also might joke about you having rizz but it’s just to cope with the fact that he’s rizzless
Satan
Another observant one who basically notices as soon as you start staring for a bit too long
And ohhh he is not happy
Mainly because he thinks the person your mind decided to gravitate towards isn’t good enough considering how rare a crush is for you
So yeah, he’s another one who worries about you getting heartbroken
He’ll definitely confront you about it, but he mostly uses his detective questioning skills to get an answer out of you
But then he really just wants to know that you know what you’re doing. After all, he trusts you, but he’s just worried to see where things will go
If you’re set on this then he might give you some advice from books he’s read and recommend them to you
Oh yeah also he threatens the demon you have a crush on a ton
Like he’s basically already squaring up with them before anything even happens
You guys can be going on a date and he’ll be making eye contact with them through the window💀
If anything actually happens then they’re gonna have to face his wrath times ten
But all your crush has to do is say ‘I like cats’ and they’ll mostly be on his good side
Asmodeus
OOOOOOO
He’s literally exploding from joy. No, he is actually going to explode. You have two seconds to evacuate the area before he—💥💥💥
Okay, but in all seriousness, he though this day would never come. The fact that the little human has found love absolutely puts a big fat grin on his face
You CANNOT deny your crush from him; he will know, and he will let you know that he knows. In the end, whenever you finally admit to having a crush, he’s still bouncing up and down and squealing like a little girl
He HAS to get you ready for a date. No, you’re going a date with whoever this is 100% and he’s getting you all razzle dazzled up for it
He might propose using his magic to make your crush like you back, but you’ll probably need to tell him that that’s not a good idea from a moral standpoint
He’s still getting you dinner at this nice, expensive place, getting you some nice flowers and chocolates to give, putting you in a nice outfit, and taking about 29,849,384 photos
Please be as excited as he is—for his sake
Beelzebub
Bro is confused
Honestly he remains completely oblivious for the longest time, and he most likely only finds out whenever he decides to ask you why you’re staring at that one person only
Then he sees how nervous you get and is like ‘ohhh. oh’
But honestly even then he isn’t too worried
He’ll keep close eye on you and your crush to make sure nothing bad happens, but besides that he’s kinda just accepting it
He might recommend some good places you two can go out for food at though, but you have to promise to bring him some food back
Beel’s known for having this big, intimidating persona but actually being a big softie at heart, so he’s basically the perfect guy to silently threaten your crush
Best part is that he doesn’t even realise why they look so nervous. He just thinks it’s because of you or whatever
If most of the brothers got together, they would likely agree to have Beel be the one who drops you off because of this
Overall he’s supportive like the icon he is
Belphegor
This mf sleeps during class💀 so he only notices whenever he wakes up one time and sees that specific glare you’re giving
He’s used to you zoning out, but he just knows that glare is different
He honestly might not even tell you he knows; he’ll just start trying to stay awake more often during class and make deathly eye contact with your crush
Poor person is probably confused as to why they’re getting death glares from the Avatar of Sloth
It’ll likely be easy for you to put two and two together and figure out that he knows
You’ll have to beg him to stop killing your crush with looks alone
But once you do then he isn’t too worried about a date or anything
Like yeah he’ll let you go on one, so what? As long as nothing bad happens, everything should be fine
He just tries to forget about it for the most part
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I'm pretty sure I've made a post about this exact specific thing before, but I'm going to type this out anyway, because I can't get over how Tove Jansson's work depicts masculinity, and the idea of gender in general.
While she was - and still 100% is - absolutely a wlw icon (being the first woman to bring a same-sex date to Finland's annual independence day ball in the Presidental Palace), and her work doesn't focus on men or masculinity, she had no resentment towards the male sex as a whole. In her works, the male characters are mainly amusing creatures, up to their silly masculine antics that men are bound to do just the same as squirrels are bound to build their certain type of nests and migratory birds are bound to fly to the south for winter.
There are characters - whole species, in fact - that more or less represent people trying to perform their respective gender roles, like the Fillyjonk who manages to be a strictly normative Housewife without any mention of her having a husband, and the masculine counterpart of generally male hemulens. While there are both fillyjonks and hemulens that are happy being Traditionally Feminine and Traditionally Masculine, there's one short story of a fillyjonk who doesn't enjoy micro-managing an immaculate household, and another one of a hemulen who doesn't enjoy any traditionally masculine hobbies but tries to arbitrarily pick one anyway, because of societal expectations to have one.
But the thing is, the characters who don't fit into standard strict gender presentations are perfectly comfortable with themselves and neither they nor anyone else really gives a shit. Jansson was born in 1914, and it's remarkable how neutral the characters' depictions are to a modern eye. Being personally finnish and introduced to her works in a language that doesn't have gendered pronouns, I literally did not know what gender a few of the characters were before encountering their english or swedish descriptions with pronouns. And I never wondered whether they're supposed to be male or female. Hell, even the character representing the love of her life is depicted like this, and it never crossed my mind to wonder whether Too-Ticky is male or female. She's just Too-Ticky, who dispels wisdom.
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But coming back to masculinity, the way Jansson depicts male characters and The Masculine Urge To Do Shit isn't depicted as either superior nor inferior to her female characters' ways of doing their own thing. Sure, men cause problems on purpose from time to time, but the narrative doesn't depict this as inherently bad any more than it is inherently good. The protagonist Moomintroll is a boy and does his best to perform some ideal of being manly, but it's depicted as a part of him trying to grow up. His father's misadventures in trying to be either a wildhearted Manly Adventurer or a Stable Provider For His Family - and the conflict between these two ideals - aren't depicted as bad things to want, or something he shouldn't want, but just an inherent part of being a man.
The protagonist's girlfriend Snorkmaiden is depicted as vain and frivolous as much as she is kind and loving, but her girlish silliness and genuinely kind heart aren't depicted as being contradictory to each other, it's just who she is as a person. The protagonist's mother, Moominmamma, is the platonic ideal of a loving and patient mother and wife, and The moomins' TvTropes page actually goes as far as describing her as fitting the definition of the platonic ideal of the perfect traditional japanese woman, being gentle, loving and hospitable, but strong and unhesitant to protect her family. She doesn't humour her husband's whims out of some schooled and practiced dedication to the role of feminine submissiveness, she puts up with his stupid shit because she loves him.
Tove Jansson was a splendid woman and her work and art are rightfully one of Finland's proudest gifts to the world, and whether she was gay or bisexual, it clearly shines through her work how as much as she loved women, she didn't dislike men. The Masculine Urge To Do Shit is aknowledged with a jovial shrug: "Yeah, they do that sometimes."
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Pairing: han x gn!reader, han x lee know, slight lee know x gn!reader
Genre: fluff, suggestive
Summary: being besties with hanji apparently entails a lot more than just friendship
Warnings: complicated relationships i guess?, boy on boy action/relationship is mentioned but nothing explicit
Word count: 827, I really dk how to write long fics smh
a/n: I've been so inactive oh my god but oh well. merry christmas to anyone who celebrates <3 here's a little hannie/minsung drabble. hope you liiiike it!
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best friend hannie who's not really your best friend.
8:34pm ji: SOS
8:34pm ji: HELP ME
8:36pm ji: HELLO EARTH TO Y/N I NEED U
8:39pm ji: cmon i neeeeeeed u
8:40pm y/nn: r u dying
8:40pm y/nn: if not then leave me alone, im busy
8:41pm ji: but min is busy too >:(
8:41pm ji: and i am dying actually
8:43pm y/nn: no ur just a fucking horndog
8:43pm y/nn: text one of ur other hookups
8:44pm ji: but no one does it like you :(((
8:44pm y/nn: ur full of shit
8:45pm ji: u love it ;)))
8:47pm y/nn: ugh
8:47pm ji: soooo?
8:50pm y/nn: omw
you sigh, feeling annoyed but whenever he says, you’re always there to help him and you don’t even mind being one of the many because you know that jisung is a whore and nothing is going to change that. besides, you’re best friends, he’ll always put you above meaningless hookups (if he’s not too horny and thinking with his dick). the only person he won’t put you above is minho, let’s face it, he’s head over heels and simply too scared to have a proper conversation with him about it. but also, you think he’s scared that if they made it official, he would have to stop getting physical with you which is a close second to minho and he does not want to risk that.
you don’t mind it. to be honest, the thought of the two attractive men being together does something to you. and even when they’re not doing anything sexual, they make your heart swell. they could be cuddling on the couch when you come over and all you can do is scream on the inside because they look so soft and adorable together. holding each other close, their fingers intertwined while minho teases jisung by letting go of his hand every now and then and then both of them staring at their fingers brushing against each other in slow motion when they connect them again. they should get married. safe to say you’re their number one shipper.
so maybe that’s why it’s so natural for you and jisung to fuck around. you love him and he loves you but you both know it’s strictly platonic, right? jisung could be giving you head and muttering about how minho held his hand in public the other day and how that’s definitely a good sign to which you can only respond with loud sighs and nods of acknowledgment that jisung can’t see anyways.
another time, you could be riding jisung, discussing the outcomes of jisung actually confessing to minho. it’s just a casual conversation between friends…while they’re fucking.
and you're not bothered by it because minho is a very attractive man so thinking about him during sex only gets you going more.
sometimes it spirals into jisung talking about how you should definitely try having a threesome and that’s where the lines blur for you because no way would jisung ever let you do anything with minho. he’s way too possessive over the man and it makes you think that jisung has to have some sort of feelings for you to even think about that. but that thought is gone the next time you’re hanging out at his dorm and he charges in, holding the hand of an unknown girl, heading straight into his bedroom.
so yea, best friend jisung who strangers think you’re dating because they don’t know you two that well (they also think he’s dating minho which leads to them thinking the three of you are a poly couple).
best friend jisung who starts making out with you just because he’s had a long day and wants to take his mind off of it. best friend jisung who slides his hands under your tshirt on the daily “because he’s cold”… while he’s just horny. best friend jisung who plays matchmaker, trying to hook you up with his members only to fuck you senseless later that evening.
best friend jisung who coos at you whenever you get sleepy in his arms and thinks he could eat you up right then and there. best friend jisung who kisses you awake after a night spent together, peppering kisses all over your face.
best friend jisung who thinks about what it would be like if you joined him and minho in bed. best friend jisung who has thought about what it would be like to call both you and minho his. best friend jisung who has the exact same relationship with minho as he does with you. and best friend jisung who does not know how to confess to either of you so he plays it off as having platonic relationships with both you and minho while gushing to min about you and vice versa. best friend jisung who is in love with both of his best friends and does not know what the fuck to do.
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once again a mix of oldies, goodies, and oldies but goodies, because apparently my brain decided to start treating fic the way i do books: collect them and forget to read them.
masterlist.
all we are is skin and bones by IndestructibleHeart
Alex didn't plan to push Henry Fox into oncoming traffic.
Amigos y Migas by floatingaway4
“Christ, how is this so good? It’s like magic and science and...and I don’t even know what else.” Henry moans as he swallows another bite. “How the fuck does he do this? And how does he do it in a truck the size of our walk-in freezer?” Pez leans back against the wall. “Are you eating that or getting turned on by it, Henners?” Henry rolls his eyes, even as he tries to glare at his head sommelier. “Can’t I do both?” The sauce drips down his wrist and he shamelessly licks it off.
silk and steel by teacupivy
Thanks to a welcome day off, Henry and Alex spend a lazy morning in bed. Soft, mid-morning cuddles escalate into semi-soft, mid-morning sex.
Never Truly Leave by clottedcreamfudge
"We found something in Arthur's things," Catherine says, without any preamble. "I've never really... gone through his personal effects properly, until now. It's been rather too difficult for me to face." Alex nods. ... "I found something for Henry, but it's... Well, it's actually for you." Alex blinks at her.
Date night (it's a tie) by TheAmberFox
“So here’s what’s going to happen, sweetheart. I want you to strip out of these clothes and get on the bed, so I can tie you to our headboard with both our stupidly boring ties and make you come until you can’t any more. Would you be amiable?”
religion's in your lips (even if it's a false god) by coffeecatsme
“You seriously never heard of Henry?” Alex feels defensive. “Should I have?” he asks, and the guy stares at him for another second before a laugh escapes his lips. “Well, rumor has it he’s turned multiple people here gay.” Or, 5 times Henry brings a guy home and 1 time he doesn't have to. Or, Henry is a rumored sex god, Alex is his roommate, and he's jealous of everyone Henry brings through the front door.
Race You to Forever by allmylovesatonce
Alex comes up with the perfect proposal idea: He and Henry should compete for it. Henry is less than enthused, but agrees anyway. Neither of them could predict the strange things that happen when they're competing for who gets to propose to the other.
a rich and complex tapestry by everwitch
When Alex first hooks up with Henry, he's expecting a fun one-night-stand and maybe the occasional booty call. He does not expect to get so completely pulled into Henry’s orbit that it forces him to reevaluate everything he thought he knew about his sexuality. And he's not sure if it makes it better, or way worse, that Henry is actually a professional at all this stuff — what are the odds that Alex would hook up with the one guy on campus who hosts his own radio show about sex? 'Sleeping With Henry' is about to gain one devoted listener.
I fall to pieces when I'm with you by viciouslyqueer
If once is an accident, and twice is a coincidence, when it happens a third time Henry really starts to think about it. — Three times Alex doesn't want Henry to touch him and one time he understands why.
I must tell you what you will not ask by lizzie_bennetdarcy
Henry's lower lip wobbles, and a fresh tear rolls down his cheek. Alex watches it track down to his chin, and wonders if Henry would mind him wiping it away. “I really was looking forward to seeing them.” Another tear escapes, and this time Alex can't help but lean forward and brush it away with his thumb. Henry's breath catches, and he looks at Alex, wearing an expression he can't quite parse. “Come home with me,” Alex blurts out. Henry's plans for Christmas fall through, so Alex invites him home for the holidays. They're best friends, strictly platonic roommates, so why does everyone think they're dating?
love me long, be my sunlight by weather_stained
“What is it, then?” Henry asks. Alex glances up at him, and there’s laughter in his big brown eyes. “It’s porn,” he says gleefully. “In your handwriting.” While unpacking their office together, Alex comes across some very explicit Star Wars fanfiction written by none other than HRH Prince Henry himself.
we might just get away with it by smc_27
Henry is the most gorgeous man Alex has ever seen. And Alex has seen a lot of gorgeous men. He’s a fucking model. “This is Henry Fox-Mountchristen,” Prada’s current PR lead says, and Alex smiles and pushes his hand out. “He’s a journalist covering the merger.” Alex doesn’t know what merger or what it would have to do with Paris Fashion Week. But he does know that Henry holding a glass of champagne as he shakes Alex’s hand is maybe the sexiest thing ever, and there is just no explanation for that. “Hi. I’m Alex.” Henry says, “I know,” and then does this weird, forced smile at Bianca and walks away. Alex doesn’t know how to like, not be completely obsessed with things he wants. OR, Alex is a model. Henry is a journalist, and a bit of an asshole. Alex wants him anyway, even when it doesn’t feel good.
Someone Special by bleedingballroomfloor
"That was Shaan," Henry explains as Alex snuggles closer to him, pressing his nose to his neck. "The blizzard hit early, apparently. Too risky to fly." "So Christmas here?" Alex says in that sleepy drawl of his that Henry will never get tired of. "Fuckin' sweet."
Because I'm A Scoundrel by inexplicablymine
Alex Claremont-Diaz has exactly thirty minutes to make himself look as slutty as possible for this Halloween Gala. At this very moment he looks a little bit like a sexed up pirate, but with the addition of his small black vest - rest in peace to the Patagonia packers and finance brethren- and a low slung belt with a “blaster,” a very sex-on-legs Han Solo is looking back at him. Henry Fox, who is both a double scull rower with enough Olympic medals it would make anyone other than Alex sweat, and the definitive arch nemesis of Alex - is wearing a white sylvette Princess Leia costume, hugging his curves in all the right ways, the clingy fabric draping to the floor. When you and your arch nemesis show up to the most important gala of the year in a couples costume you either play it up or shut it down. Alex has a decision to make, but the way that dress is hugging Henry’s ass isn’t making that decision any easier.
the super sick(s) by cricketnationrise
Super Six snowed in at the brownstone.
two is better than one by rizcriz
Henry swallows. “You were going to propose to me tonight?” Alex nods. “I still am,” He says, throwing his hands out at his sides. “If I can find the damn ring.” “Right. But,” Henry reaches into his pocket and pulls the ring out of his pocket that he’d quite literally just picked up from the jeweler. “I was going to propose to you tonight.” He holds the ring box up between them. -- Or, Alex and Henry both want to propose.
every tale condemns me for a villain by tintagel
Alex Diaz is one of the worst villains to have come out of reality TV in a while. Just Henry's luck that he's doing a signing for his new autobiography at the bookshop. But it's tough to hate someone when you only see what's been edited together.
Oxidation by Thee_Maxwell
“Well, Alex–” and yep. Yeah. Yeah. His name sounds as nice in Henry’s mouth as he hoped it would. His vowels are open, wide, but he doesn’t hesitate when saying it. It comes out like he knows Alex, like he’s known Alex. He goes a little warmer at the thought, and if he were doing anything other than flirting with a very pretty boy, Alex would blame it solely on the alcohol. “–I’ve got to ask. Is there more to the getup?” That catches him off-guard, and he’s not entirely sure what Henry means, so he tilts his head like a dog watching something that interests him. Henry huffs out a laugh, but clarifies, “Perhaps I’m mistaken. The uh, the hanky. Cowboy, yeah?”
blushing ears and bleeding hearts by kill8a
The man is gorgeous. Like, objectively. Long legs and wide shoulders and wavy blonde hair, cheekbones sculpted from marble, black pressed slacks and a robin egg blue button down, expensive loafers on his feet and a nametag pinned on his shirt… Alex doesn’t understand how someone can walk out of the house and just look like that. or, alex meets henry while studying in the library and is immediately interested
when you know, you know by vibrantsaturn
With shaky hands, Henry pulls out the ring from the box, looking at Alex with tearful eyes that he adores so much. Asks, "Alex, darling, will you marry me?" Alex lets out a watery laugh, swiping an arm across his face to get rid of the rapidly falling tears. He kneels down to cup Henry's face and brushes his thumbs across his cheekbones softly. "Baby. Don't you remember?" Alex whispers, leaning their foreheads together. "We're already married."  or, Alex "marries" his best friend when he's six-years-old. It just takes some time for them to fall in love, but they get there.
if you take a life, do you know what you'll give? by anincompletelist
It would have been one thing had Alexander’s job description been simply to stay in his hotel room and operate the funds covertly, an exceedingly safe distance away from Henry and any of Le Chiffre’s men. As it is, they’d instructed Alex to play the part of Henry’s date for the night, subsequently granting him the access he’d need to the private cardroom within the casino in order to report back to headquarters the funds needed in the precise moment Henry would need them. It's too dangerous, and he knows it. Henry's had a lot of blood on his hands in this life, but he refuses to have Alex's as well.
Got a will to win and a Cheshire grin by @kiwiana-writes
Please find attached the list of collective bargaining agreement breaches reported by the Sports and Recreation Floor in December. As the designated union representative, it is my responsibility to ensure that the rights and interests of our members are protected and upheld, even (or maybe especially) during our busiest time of year. In accordance with the grievance procedure outlined in our collective bargaining agreement, we request that Santa’s Workshop takes immediate corrective action to remedy these breaches. Please set up a meeting at your earliest convenience to discuss these issues further and explore appropriate resolutions. Thank you for your immediate attention to this matter.
You're the Perfect Gift for Me by chamel
“Twenty-one-year-old Scotch,” the man says with a low whistle, looking more impressed than anything else. “Special occasion or just expensive taste?” Alex can’t stop his grimace. “Came up here to propose,” he says, even though this random stranger doesn’t need to hear his woes. “Found out my girlfriend’s getting back together with her high school sweetheart.” “Ouch,” the man replies, the word sounding slightly absurd in his rounded, posh accent. He looks at the bartender. “Leave the bottle.” (Dumped two days before Christmas by his girlfriend, Alex meets a British writer who's spending Christmas on his own in generic Tiny Town, USA, and together they discover something new to celebrate.)
the clementine thing by saintlynomenclature
And, really, it doesn’t matter whether or not Alex explains it to Liam and the rest of his friends. They’ve never really discussed it between themselves through the years. Slowly, Alex had gone from asking Would you please peel this for me? to Please? to silently extending the citrus without any comment at all, just a soft smile. It’s one of the things that make them Alex-and-Henry; the silent conversations and the contentment in each other’s company. Now, as Alex starts to flourish through his position on the lacrosse team, his slew of AP classes, and his role in student government, getting him to slow down at all is a feat. The only way that Henry can do it, guaranteed, is by one of those innocuous little fruits. There’s nothing Alex can’t do—surely, he could peel a fucking orange if he felt so inclined—but Henry delights in being able to do this for him. - Five times Henry shares a clementine with Alex, and one time Alex returns the favor
You're So Attractive; How Did That Happen by @sparklepocalypse
Henry is a big man. He’s tall — taller than either of his siblings and most of his cousins. His shoulders are broad. Years on horseback have helped him develop decent muscle mass. So when Alex storms into his life like a beautiful, infuriating tornado, Henry fully expects to continue feeling big. But Alex has ways of making Henry feel small, cherished, even precious. (Or, three things about Alex that make Henry feel wonderfully small, and one thing that doesn't.)
as always, if you want me to tag you for whatever reason just let me know. see you next week!
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froggibus · 1 year
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Valentine's Day HCs - Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, platonic! Damian Wayne
Includes: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas and platonic! Damian Wayne
Summary: how your fave batfam member would treat you on valentine's day
CW: gn! reader, some are a little ooc cause its my first time writing them, fluff and sweetness all around, dames is strictly platonic!!!
another part to my valentine's hcs!! if you guys enjoyed this, consider checking out some of the other ones!
Valentine's 2023 Masterlist
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Bruce Wayne:
probably one of the only nights you can actually convince him to take a break and pay attention to you
(read: Alfred would ground him for weeks if he forgot to do something nice for you)
leaves you a big gift box on your bed stuffed with fancy tissue paper and a little card 
it just says ‘wear me’ and when you unwrap it it’s a super formal outfit 
Bruce doesn’t tell you where he’s taking you until he shows up at your house in one of his cars, holding a dozen roses 
he ends up taking you to his private airstrip in Gotham 
he flies you to Monaco and takes you to a restaurant you always wanted to try!! 
and since you’re away from Gotham, the press isn’t even bothering you
after dinner, he takes you to a nice speakeasy for drinks and dessert 
he even turns his phone off so that he can focus on you 100%
you guys stay the night in a penthouse suite above Monaco 
“I know I don’t always have a lot of time for you, but I hope you know that I do really love you.”
Dick Grayson:
this man is CHEESY I’m sorry 
like he goes all out and he’s not even embarrassed about it 
probably asks you to be his Valentine in like a cute promposal-esque way
he’s somewhere between between Bruce and Jason on Valentine’s plans 
like he doesn’t want to go all out to all these fancy places, but he doesn’t want to just do a date at home 
so he ends up taking you ice skating!! 
(unrelated but I HC him as a really good figure skater)
holds your hands the whole time and does like some cutesy couples skate 
also he definitely shows off what a good skater he is and does some cool gymnastics moves 
after skating, you guys go through a walk through the park 
he takes you to get some yummy street food and hot chocolate too 
“Thanks for always sticking out the good and the bad with me, y/n. Whenever you’re with me, I feel like there’s nothing I can’t do.”
Jason Todd:
I feel like this man is secretly super romantic 
he doesn’t really like big crowds and don’t even get him started at fancy restaurants where the portion is way too small 
also he’s a big softie so he probably plans something super intimate for you guys
picks up a copy of his favourite book and annotates his favorite passages 
and writes little stories and things he loves about you in the margins 
he invites you over to his place to cook dinner for you
has a playlist of your favorite music playing while he cooks
definitely something super yummy and comforting!! 
he gives you the book after dinner while he waits for dessert to be done
you guys eat dessert and cuddle on the couch and talk about books and movies 
he would definitely dance with you in the living room too!
like cute dorky dancing where you stand on his feet and just kinda sway around the room 
“I’m pretty sure you know how I feel about people, but y/n? You make me think not everyone is so bad.”
Tim Drake:
he is definitely the type to not care about Valentine’s Day 
anytime someone brings it up he has to go on this tangent about how it’s not a real holiday 
however, if his partner cares about it, he can put his own feelings behind him and suck it up for the day
definitely stays up for several days trying to plan out a perfect for you guys
but since he’s so tired he ends up sleeping in past when he’s supposed to pick you up :((
you don’t mind tho because Tim sleeping is a gift in itself lmfao 
he scrambles to get ready and picks you up not much later than he was supposed to 
he takes you to a super cute video game cafe 
you guys get some yummy drinks and cute little heart shaped cookies and snacks 
and then you guys hop on the computers to play some games!! 
he probably plays some fun little coop games with you so that you can actually spend quality time together 
takes you home and you guys just relax on the couch and watch tv 
(Tim definitely watches Criminal Minds and relates a little too much to Spencer Reid)
“I know I said I don’t really care about Valentines and honestly I don’t but I know you do and I know it’s not a lot but I just really wanted to give you the date you deserve.”
Stephanie Brown:
this is HER holiday 
like it might as well be St Steph Day
she has MAJOR plans for the two of you
and she definitely asks you to her Valentine with this cute little homemade Valentine she made just for you
she brings her camera with new film because she’s going to take so many pictures!! 
probably coordinates her outfit to yours just so you guys look all cute and matching
she takes you to a light dinner first, probably like sushi or ramen or something 
and then you guys go to a special Valentines concert in the park!! 
of course Steph knows all the songs and all the choreography 
she dances all goofy and tries to get you to dance with her too! 
sends you copies of all the pictures she takes after and posts them on her Instagram with a cute caption like
“Best Valentine’s Date Ever!! y/n truly is the loml !”
Cassandra Cain: 
she’s probably never celebrated Valentines before
just never did as a kid and then never had any interest as an adult 
but you seem so excited about it that she wants to try 
she definitely goes to Steph and Barbara for advice on what to do for you
and of course her girls have her back!! 
she’s really shy when she asks you, but she decides to go the simple route and straight up asks 
she’s so relieved when you say yes!! 
she gets you a potted plant instead of flowers cause she doesn’t really get the point of getting you something that’ll die soon 
she packs you guys a really nice picnic and the two of you go for a hike by her favorite spot 
there’s a really nice waterfall up there and some dry rocks where she spreads out a picnic blanket 
the two of you snack on the food she brought and just chat 
you’re honestly really touched that she was thinking about you this Valentine’s Day and wanted to do something special for you 
“I know it’s not much, but it’s my first time celebrating and I really wanted to do something nice for you.”
Duke Thomas:
he’s super nervous to be celebrating your first valentines together
and knowing him he just has to make it perfect 
he’s probably had his dinner reservation for like a month at least 
picks up a bouquet of your favourite flowers too (bonus points cause he gets them from a local florist instead of a supermarket) 
spends hours and hours picking out the perfect outfit too
probably calls Steph and asks for her advice on his outfit, cologne, his gift for you etc. 
is at your house ready to pick you up super early 
waits as long as you need to get ready and his jaw DROPS when he sees you 
all flustered and shy and stumbles over his words while he tries to compliment you!!
he definitely relaxes a little on the way to the restaurant
by the time you’re eating, you guys are making easy conversation and by dessert he’s holding your hands across the table <3
insists you guys go for a walk after dinner to look at the stars !!
“so, how did I do? did I nail it?”
Damian Wayne:
he is a complete stranger to the concept of Valentines 
And much like Tim he simply does not care 
however his teacher makes them make little mail boxes in school and teaches them about the history of the holiday 
and he gets a bit of a heavy heart realizing this is something normal kids do and he just really wants to fit in even if he’ll never admit 
which is what leads him to you the day before Valentine’s Day 
and of course you can’t say no to him because he’s being vulnerable with you and he’s just so fragile :((
that’s how you end up taking him to the craft store to pick up foam and ribbons and glitter glue and stickers 
the two of you sit down at the table and get to work making cute little heart shaped valentines for all of his classmates 
he probably handwrites a message on each of them individually 
things like “I tolerate you” and “you’re not the stupidest person in our class”
the spirit is there lol 
Steph and Dick definitely join in and help you guys make them at some point 
and Alfred makes sure you guys have snacks and drinks the whole time 
at school the next day he’s so nervous to give them out but when he gets his first ever Valentine he’s so happy !!
and when he gets home you’re waiting there with the rest of the family with more Valentine’s for him!! 
pretends he doesn’t care but he’s smiling and blushing and hides them in a shoebox in his closet
he looks at them whenever he’s sad :((
“As stupid as Valentines are, thank you, y/n, for helping me join in this year”
pretends he doesn’t care but he’s smiling and blushing and hides them in a shoebox in his closet
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Second post and of course it's more incorrect quotes. Creature of habit and all that.
I have these saved in an entirely unorganized text editor file, so I feel like me posting something twice is inevitable. Again, mainly Y/N stuff, platonic and romantic. Also has some Soapghost and Alerudy!
I am also making this post at 4 am because I am pulling an all-nighter. Lady Gaga is blasting in the background. No guarantees for anything.
- Lila
・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛ ♛ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)つ━━✫・*。 ⊂   ノ    ・゜+. しーーJ   °。+ *´¨)
・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛
Alejandro: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning. Y/N: This is a lie. Y/N: I'm literally dating him. This is a lie. Y/N: HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.
Rodolfo: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things. Y/N: Hi, I’m ‘things’. (alternatively, if we're thinking poly!relationship: Rodolfo: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things. Y/N: Hi, I’m ‘thing 1’. Alejandro: Hey, I'm 'thing 2'.)
Y/N: Ghost, you're an asshole, man. Ghost: You are what you eat Y/N.
Y/N: You look good in that hoodie. Alejandro: You know where else I'd look good? Y/N, zero hesitation: My bed. Alejandro, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?
Soap: Wanna get out of here and grab a bite to eat. Ghost: I don’t usually eat with losers. Soap: Neither do I but I asked you, didn’t I?
Ghost: I'm going the fight the next person who insults Y/N. Y/N: I hate myself. Ghost: Alright, square up.
Y/N: Who hurt you? Ghost, snorting: What, do you want a list? Y/N: …Yes, actually.
Ghost, gently nudging Y/N aside with his foot: Y/N, move out of the way so I don’t trip on you. Y/N, their eyes enormous: You kick Y/N? You kick their body like the football? Oh! Oh! Jail for Ghost! Jail for Ghost for one thousand years! (Miette >>>>)
Y/N: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it. Y/N: And I started thinking. Y/N: Like, it was just trying to get food. Y/N: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck? Price: Are you ok?
Soap: What do you call a dictionary on drugs? Y/N: If you say "addict-ionary" I swear I will cut you. Soap: I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer's much better. Y/N:…
Soap: Everything’s fine, Y/N. Y/N: Soap, I know your relationship with the English language is strictly casual, but you- I- deep inhale ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU WHAT’S NOT FINE.
Ghost: Did you have to stab them? Y/N: You weren’t there. You didn’t hear what they said to me. Ghost: What did they say? Y/N: "What are you going to do, stab me?" Ghost: That’s fair.
Y/N: I fell— Soap: From heaven? Y/N: No, I literally fell— Soap: In love with me the moment you saw me? Y/N: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Soap: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.
Y/N, handing a balloon to Ghost: I have no soul. Have a good day! Ghost, walking off: I don't have one either. (I CAN JUST HEAR HIM SAYING THIS)
Soap: We all have our demons. Soap, grabbing Y/N: This one’s mine.
・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛  ∧_∧ (。・ω・。)つ━☆・*。 ⊂   ノ    ・゜+. しーJ   °。+ *´¨) “Hie thee home, little wanderer.”
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grievedeeply · 10 months
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if,,, if you want,,, can you make some general dating hcs for my hoe ramattra? 👉👈👁👁
wow i love ramattra badddd. thank you for giving me an excuse to write about the silly! enjoy!
gn!reader | tws: talks of omnics being injured. JOIN MY TAGLIST!
dating ramattra headcanons
never ever in a million years did ramattra ever think a human would be the one to win his heart
but to be fair, it took him a long time to even warm up to you being around. he didn't care for your company at first, no matter how many times you said you were on his side, he couldn't find it within himself to believe you. humans were liars, and you were no exception
until he saw you helping. actually helping. you were repairing omnics after their encounters with humans, you were using your skills for something that actually mattered and he felt.. good
he felt good about you, and the first genuine words he ever said to you were "thank you". his voice was soft, and his gratitude was true. he was grateful he had someone like you on his side
still, he never would've expected you to become anything more than an acquaintance. you were a coworker, someone he exchanged words with occasionally.. but nothing more than that
until you wiggled your way into his life more and more each day. you would approach him, eagerly asking if there was anything you could do to help. he was happy to put you to work, but you would keep coming back. the truth was, you just wanted to talk to him
eventually, he caved. it took months of persistence, but he let you into his life, much to his dismay at first. he didn't understand what kept bringing you back to him and he wondered if he ever would
you developed feelings for him first, but you knew nothing would come of it. ramattra's well known hatred for humans kept your relationship with him strictly platonic.. so he would have to make the first move
which takes him forever to do
he doesn't experience love in the way humans do. he's fully capable of doing it, but he doesn't understand why he's feeling the way he is. fuzzy? warm? he doesn't know how to describe it. why do his thoughts keep wandering back to you?
it isn't until you rest your hand on top of his that he realizes it. he likes you
why?
it's the first question that pops into his head. he has to have justification and reasoning behind everything he does, but he doesn't have a clear answer for this. maybe it's because of your kindness? your respect for his people that other humans lack?
whatever the reasoning, it's too late to back out. he tries. he can't turn off what he thinks
he's pretty subtle at first, complimenting your outfit or appearance, but when you don't catch on he has to up the ante a little bit. so he becomes super blatant, straight up holding your hand and hugging you like he sees humans do
when he tells you he likes you, you don't reply at first. he thinks you don't reciprocate and goes to back away until you finally blurt out how you've liked him for months and it's why you wanted to be around him all the time
he's flattered. if he could blush, he would be. it's funny, seeing a man as intimidating as ramattra get flustered over a humans words
anyway, onto the actual dating
sooo protective. he will do anything to keep you safe. human bodies are fragile and he does not want any harm to come to you
he isn't very big on pda, but he doesn't mind the occasional side hug or whatever you want to do. he doesn't understand much of human affections in general but he will participate in private
he just worries that cuddling might be uncomfortable for you, but you always reassure him that you always feel comfortable while he's by your side even if it's unconventional
he's generally really sweet in a relationship. his favorite thing to do with you is to spend time with you. nothing too fancy or extravagent, as long as he's with you, it's enough
his love language is quality time. it's what he understands best, and what means the most to him. time is a fickle thing and ramattra knows that very well. it's best to spend it with loved ones
he can't kiss, but he will press his forehead to yours as a way to show his affection for you in that way
definitely takes you out on dates! he won't bring you to restaurants often, as he wants something he can do with you, so he'll bring you star gazing a lot. he knows a lot about the stars for some reason
he's really supportive. he makes sure you know how proud he is of you. you show him an art piece? it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen (other than you, of course). you show him a sample from a song you're writing/composing? he'll praise you for your talents
he has a tough exterior, but when you break down his walls he's such a softie
he's so caring, so genuine in his feelings for you and it means the world to see him being so open about what he's experiencing
he often felt alone in the world before you, living only to fufill the goal every omnic wished for. now? he has you, a reason to keep going. not for everyone, but for himself
maybe that made him selfish
he didn't care
tags: @dijanur
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sapphic-bats · 6 months
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Uhh, ficlet-wise, can I request Will and Karen interacting? Maybe because she knows that Mike likes him and she wants to know more about how Will thinks, coax info out of him to judge if her son's got a chance
Of course! LOVE this troupe! Request from @microwaveonwheels
Mike Wheeler thought that kissing was boring.
Beforehand, when he and Eleven had nothing about which to talk. All they’d do was make out, and weasel around Hopper’s rule. He’d try to talk about anything, and suddenly they were kissing. It was fine, he guessed. But at moments like that, he couldn’t help but feel like his father.
Until he started dating Will.
He and Will kissed often, too little, in Mike’s opinion, but they rarely ever made out. Like, ever. When they did, however, it was glorious. And that wasn’t a word Mike used on the regular.
Now was one of those seldom times. They were kissing on Mike’s bed, Mike hovering over Will, who laid flat beneath him, and they were smiling. Giggling into the kisses, because it was funny. It was sweet. It was perfect, just being able to kiss and be best friends and keep it a secret all at once. It was theirs to own, theirs to tell. Not that they’d told anyone, though. Of course, they knew that people were obviously figuring it out. Mike himself wasn’t exactly wonderful at being discreet.
The door was shut, and practically no one was home. They could kiss as much as they wanted, but they’d just have to be quiet. For the two, it was hard. All they wanted to do was kiss and laugh, talk about random things that they both liked and pretend they weren’t doting on the other all the while. But they couldn’t. Not with Karen downstairs. Tones had to stay strictly platonic.
Will slid his hands up from Mike’s waist to his back, holding fast and smiling still. The flannel crinkled under his fingertips, and it was so incredibly soft and smelled like Mike. I mean, sure, Mike was literally on top of him, kissing him, but still. It was all still so surreal.
That was, until the doorknob turned.
They both shot up, which usually could fool the oblivious, but there were two issues: one, the door was already wide open, and two, the person had surely seen them kissing. They’d leapt apart a half-second too late.
Eyes wide, their gazes snapped to the door, where a stunned Karen Wheeler stood, words dying on her tongue.
Will, in the seconds that passed, thought a second funeral was about to be thrown for him, when suddenly, Karen raised a hand.
“I’m so sorry, boys. My mistake.” She said, quickly shutting the door. She hadn’t seemed ashamed, just apologetic, like she should have knocked first (she should’ve, to be fair).
The silence stretched thin and heavy between them, Karen long gone from the door, when Mike and Will glanced to each other, faces red.
“Oh, shit.”
“Yeah.” Will agreed.
“I…” Mike spluttered. “I’m gonna go… talk to her.”
“I’ll come with.”
“No.” Mike refused uncharacteristically, which alerted Will that he was serious, but not angry. “I don’t want you to have to… deal with anything.”
They both knew the unspoken meaning. I don’t want you to risk getting hurt, if things go south.
Will nodded, relenting, and Mike smiled reassuringly as he opened the door. “I’ll be right back.”
Starting down the steps, he descended them cautiously. Slowly. As if his mother might explode into rage when he reached the bottom. Instead, he found her at the kitchen table, waiting for her coffee to finish brewing.
“Hi, Mom.”
She turned, surprised to see him. “Oh! Michael.” She greeted, genuinely curious at his presence. “Is everything alright? You boys need snacks?”
He seemed stumped by his mother’s calmness. “Uh, no. I- I thought you’d want to… talk.”
“Actually, I do. Do you really have time now?” She glanced towards the stairs. “I don’t want to take away from your play date.”
Mike scoffed sheepishly. “I mean, sure?” He seated himself across from her at the table. “Um… so, about what you saw,”
“Mike.”
“I know what it looks like. And it was. It was that.” He rambled, pressing on. “Will and I were just- I mean, we’re dating. He’s my- we- we weren’t like, having sex, or anything.”
“Michael.”
“I don’t think either of us are ready for that. Like, one day, maybe, but not- not now. We’re fifteen, you know? Not exactly the age of consent, or whatever.”
“Michael.”
“And, like, by one day, I mean I want to be with him in the future. I hope we’re still together, because I love him, and I want- I just don’t want you to be mad at him. I understand if you’re disappointed in me, but don’t- please don’t tell Joyce and out him to her, and-”
“Michael!”
The surprised, sheepish look on her son’s face immediately hurts her. “I’m sorry, honey, but you hadn’t let me speak first. And I’m pretty sure you’ll need some reassurance before you start defending yourself.” Karen chuckled, extending a hand with her palm up.
Mike, slowly realizing it was an offer, placed his hand softly in hers. When he looked back up, all that met him was a gentle smile on his mother’s face.
“I’m not mad at you.”
Mike blinked. “You’re not?”
Karen laughed. “No. Of course not.” She squeezed his hand. “I’m not upset at all. Not at you, not for you and Will, and I wouldn’t be mad if you two were doing more than just kissing.”
Mike made a face at that, not disgusted, just uncomfortably flustered at the mention. Karen continued. “It’s what I said years ago, talking to you like this. Remember? When Will went missing?” Mike nodded. “Do you remember what I said?”
“That you just wanted me to talk to you.”
“Yes.” She smiled, heartwarmingly. “And I know that this subject in particular is scary. It’s something that you have to hide, considering the upsetting things people do. How much misplaced hate there is for something that’s so okay.”
Mike felt his lungs quiver at the mention. Comfort always feels better coming from a parent.
“And if you’re still going to keep it a secret, that’s completely okay. I don’t want any harm to come your way. But please know, Michael,” she squeezed his hand again, cupping his with her other one. “I will always love you. And I just want you to talk to me, to be honest.”
Tears, despite himself, prickled in his waterline. He knew his hands were shaking in the slightest, but he didn’t care anymore. With his mother so here and so accepting, he didn’t have any more room for self-consciousness.
“Okay.” He mumbled, voice breaking.
Karen smiled, glancing up towards the stairs again, then flicking her gaze back to his eyes in earnest love. “Okay, well, I’m not going to keep you for too long. I know how eager you are to probably get back to that.”
“Mom!” Mike cried out in embarrassment.
“What?” She teased as he yanked his hand away from hers. “What did I say?”
He glared at her grin. “That’s… ew, Mom, don’t refer to my love life like that.” He grimaced.
Karen just laughed. “Alright. Well, either way, don’t keep Will waiting. He’s a lovely boy. I’m…” she paused, beaming in a way he’d never seen. “I’m glad that he’s the one that makes you happy.”
Mike paused, a foot already on the first stair. His eyes lit up for just a moment, smile growing on his face. One that said, “yeah, me too”.
He raced back up the steps, all the way to his room. He slowed, opening the door steadily to see a nervous Will picking at the knees of his jeans.
“Oh my god, Mike. I’m so sorry.” He immediately spoke, frantic and worried. “How- how’d it go?”
Mike left that silence, grinning widely at the sight of his boyfriend. He crossed the room, shutting and locking the door this time, and halted in front of his boyfriend.
Will looked up inquisitively. “What?”
The quiet was suspenseful, all except for the hug grin on Mike’s face. Will was readied to speak again, tongue locked and loaded on a string of curious words, when Mike promptly flopped over on top of Will.
The other boy shouted, startled and endlessly humored, exclaiming and screeching and cackling as Mike wrapped himself fast to the other boy.
“Mike! Oh my god, you’re gonna crush me!”
“Am not, asshole!”
Will stopped fighting, laying flat and limp now. “Enjoy your murder charges.” He seemed to commit to the facade for a few long moments, before straining against Mike’s weight. “Okay, nevermind, I want to live. Let me free!”
“No thanks,” Mike sniffed in mock disdain. “Pretty set on getting those murder charges.”
“Mouthbreather!” Will laughed, shoving Mike off of him onto the floor, to which he immediately gasped in concern, then cackled in unison with Mike.
Their laughing was loud enough to be heard throughout the house, pure and unadulterated joy. The noisy elation was smiled at by Karen, who sipped her coffee satisfactorily. Downstairs, upstairs, wherever. Mike didn’t care.
They weren’t careful to stay quiet now. They didn’t have to be.
HOLY SHIT. Wrote half of this in school, and the other half during a surgery (not my surgery). Thanks for the suggestion! This is my favorite ficlet now. 💙💛
EDIT: Also, I came up with the idea for the beginning lines while at a farm without my phone. I had to write it down in my writing notebook. <3
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eternalwritesstuff · 18 days
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now that we don’t talk (vox’s version) [oneshot]
a/n: this is a short one. i was listening to this song and it kinda gave off vox vibes a little. hope yall enjoy!
warnings: none really, a bit of angst, valentino
“why doesn’t he care, val?”
vox is laying in bed with valentino, cradled in his tall lovers wings. whining about the radio demon.
“i keep hearing it from everyone, what’s he doing at that crappy hotel? what does he want with charlie morning star? how the fuck would i know he won’t talk to me!”
vox wonders if alastor is as distraught as he his, probably not, but he still wonders. he hopes so.
“i miss him val, why did everything have to change? i guess i don’t have a say anymore.”
val always takes vox’s side of course. valentino dotes on vox, stroking the edges of his screen. telling him how much alastor took from him, and how little he actually cared for him, only himself.
“exactly, does that prick even know how much this emotionally cost me? i wonder what he tells those fuckers at the hotel. do you think he tells them about our weekly dinner dates, weekend getaways?”
vox knows better though. he knows alastor didn’t see it like that. it was strictly platonic to alastor, he didn’t even know vox loved him til the very end.
“HA! at least now i don’t have to pretend i enjoy his stupid radio show, or all that fucking red he wore. he knows we wear more blue. guess i’m better off, now that we don’t talk.”
vox makes a mental note to keep to himself from now on. be a mystery to everyone except valentino and velvette. those two are the only people he cares about now. he knows deep down he’s still going to be obsessed of course, but he knows things will never go back to the way they were.
“i fucking hate him, val.”
“no you don’t, baby.”
“you’re right i don’t, but i really really do.”
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shelbgrey · 9 months
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Being Seeley Booth's Best friend Headcanons:
Paring: Seeley Booth x Platonic!Reader, reader x Lance Sweets
Summary: headcanons on what it's like to have Seeley Booth as your Person(greys fans know what I mean)
1.8) “not all soul mates are lovers”
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To the unknown or to strangers that see you on the street, might think your a couple. Sure your touchy with each other but your both strictly best friends and it's all Platonic.
Your Hodgins little cousin if your wondering, but your the first one at the jeffersonian Booth really clicked with.
You guys kinda became an unlike duo and people knew he was basically your body guard.
Like I said before you guys are close, so that means your arms might be linked sometime, you'll eat or drink after each other... You guys are just really comfortable with each other.
At time you do think you guys might be too close, like your afraid it might screw up your actual relationships.
“you think our friendship bothers Bones and Lance?” you asked.
“it doesn't bother Bones... She told me she'd figured if we we're attracted to each other we'd already be together”
You guys have been friends longer than you guys been in your romantic relationships, so Lance nor Temperance has an actual problem.
Lance might get jealous at times, like he might think Seeley is more attractive or he'll think you guys would make a better couple. You'll make sure to get those thoughts out of his head and you make sure Lance knows he's the only guy for you.
Lance knows your friendship is strictly Platonic, hell Seeley even helped you guys admit your feelings for one another.
The thought of you guys being more than friends grosses you guys out. You guys maybe comfortable with each other and might have shared a bed, but the thought of having sex disterbs the both of you.
“ew... She's literally like a sister to me!”
If you have a problem and you can't tell Lance you go to Seeley, you know he'll never judge you.
The feeling is mutual, he'll go to you if he has to vent about the army, work, or if he needs advice on how to deal with Temperance.
You are now the soul keeper of his dog tags, you wear them for good luck.
You guys say many things to show your affection, some loving and some inappropriate(you know its all love tho). You say things like, “love ya”, “suck it”, “hey, loser”, “shut it bitch”
Of course you usually call him 'bitch'. He knows it's a joke but he can't bring himself to call you that back.
His brother having the hots for you, but he actually really creeps you out. Before you started dating Lance his brother would hit on you when he visited DC, you told Seely about it and he got his brother to back off.
Nicknames are all over the the place, but your favorite one for him is 'bub'. He calls your 'shorty' or 'kid'.
Since your a 'squint' you say words he doesn't understand and sometimes he tries to talk like you a fails. “I need a.. What do you call it, I swabie thing”
“a what?” you asked as he digged through your drawers in the Lab.
He sighs. “come on, I have to figure out what you say everyday and you can't figure out 'swabie thing'?”
Some people do question your relationship and even try to get you guys to turn on each other or even try to tamper with your romantic relationship(*cough* Daisy *cough*)
“he's my person,”
He's very protective of you... Sometimes it gets annoying but you know he means we'll.
“if you ever touch her again, I WILL kill you!”
You guys do have fights, it's rare but if it happens it gets really heated. The fights are mostly about your guys stupidity at work.
“you could have died! You realize that?” he shouted.
“your not the boss of me! Your not my father!”
“well, if I was you wouldn't be this stupid!” he'll regret it immediately. If there was one thing he never want you to think is that your stupid.
He knows your knowledge is an insecurity. You feel like your not as smart as the others, so Seeley is always there to hype you up and remind you of the big brain you have.
Most of the time you guys will immediately make up. He'll pull you into a massive hug and tell you he's sorry over and over.
Speaking of hugs, he gives the best bear hugs. His hug make you feel extremely safe.
Being each other's best man/woman at your guys weddings.
You are the designated babysitter for both Parker and Christine. They both call you 'Aunty y/n'
Him and Temperance babyset your Kids when ever they can.
You guys love blasting music and just jam out in the car or at your apartments.
He's your shoulder to cry on, I think he's the only one aside from Lance that really seen you absolutely lose it.
His grandfather basically adopting you and you call him pops like Seeley dose. Sometime Hank will leave the nursing home just to check in on you and Lance.
You go to alot of crime scenes together, you have the same job as your cousin Hodgins, but if Temperance can't go with him to investigate you'll Tag along.
There's nothing he wouldn't do for you. You, Bones, and christine are his world.
He's got your back and he'll die if it ment protecting you.
Angela once said this about you two: “not all soulmates are lovers”
She's not wrong, your the sister he never had or asked for.
You'll never have a friend like him and you don't plan on getting ride of him anytime soon.
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m7nson · 2 years
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Polygraph -> Joseph Quinn
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A/n - has a angst but a little bit of fluff :D and this isn't the very best so I apologize and it's just fiction!
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Imagine getting called out by a lie director test.
"I'm already nervous-" you said to the guy behind the camera as someone hooked you up to the lie dictator on your arm. "As long as you have nothing to hide you'll be fine." The guy said his voice sounded very serious yet mysterious at the same time.
"Now, I'm gonna ask you a set of questions.."
he trailer off straighting his papers. "Is your name, Y/n?" "No" you said to test out the polygraph "Are you in the show called stranger things?" You nodded "Yes."
"Let's talk about your life..."
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"Now let's talk about your friends... Are you currently dating; this man." He said pulling out a picture of Joe Kerry. You laughed but changed to being serious.
"No, I'm not.. I believe he has a girlfriend." You said nodding. "Very well, are you dating.." 'oh god another one' "This person." He pulled out a picture of Joseph. You did have a little.. thing for the handsome man, but strictly platonic, with a capital P. You laughed "no I am not, I am currently single." You said smiling but inside you're silently trying not to cry.
"Do you want to date a certain person?" You laughed "why do you want to date me?" You raised your eyebrows. "You didn't answer the question."
"I certainly do not want to date anyone." You said but the director said otherwise. "Hm, interesting.. do you like one of these men." Your eyes widen, annoyed. "I don't think that's anyone's business but mine." You said softly.
"Yes, or no?" You sighed. "No." The line twitched.
"Moving on."
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Now here you are at home laying down on your couch. The interview wasn't gonna be posted till next week so you're trying your best to enjoy your time before the chaos.
Your phone rang, seeing that it was Joseph calling you. You sat up answering "hey Joe!" You said smiling. "Hey Y/n, I'm in LA for an audition and I know this is a bit sudden but I can I stay in your guess room for the night? And then tomorrow I'll go to a hotel."
You shook your head "No, no you can stay here as long as you want!" He chuckled "don't say that then I'll stay forever." You smiled "I wouldn't mind that.."
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You hugged him, "I feel like I haven't seen you in so long!" He nodded keeping his hands on your waist. "I know it's been so long."
"Are you hungry?" You said walking to the living room. "No I ate on the plane, but can I talk to you about something?" You nodded siting in a chair in your dinning room.
You motioned him to sit next to you. He took the hint and sat down. "I actually.. lied I don't have an audition; I just wanted to see you." You laughed "you could have just said you missed me!"
He smiled "and.. this is very embarrassing.." he said holding his face in his hands. You tilted your head in confusion "don't be embarrassed about anything.. what's wrong?"
He put his hands down on the table fidgeting with his fingers. "Well.. you know that interview with the polygraph test.." he started off as your nodded remembering that you told him about it.
"Well.. I sort of, know a guy.. who knows a guy, who knows another guy-" you laughed "and he knew the person who was in charge of your questions.. um" he sighed. "Then I asked if he could ask you.. some questions..." He mumbled the last bit.
Your eyes widen understanding what he was talking about. "You're the reason they asked me all those personal questions!?" You said raising your voice a bit.
"I'm really sorry! And they're gonna cut it out of the video of course.. I should have just talked to you like a normal person, I was scared."
"Why were you scared we're best friends."
"Exactly, you're my best friend and I don't know what I would do without you!" He sighed.
You grabbed his hand and held it. "I love you, more than you know.. but I wish you talked to me instead of me taking a lie director test." You said chuckling sadly.
"I'm really sorry.."
"I forgive you." You said giving him a kiss.
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I know he would never do anything like this it was just an idea in my head!
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lightvixxen · 2 years
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Innocent act!Eddie facts!/ facts abt IA
Otherwise known as: canonical facts within my older!Eddie au innocent act!
Light NSFW ahead, minors dni
I gift yall with this as a thanks for 300 <3
Older!eddie has twin kids named: Ozzy and Aurora. They were born october 1991, when he was 25. (Yes i’m finalizing the time era of IA which is 1996.) he has split custody and the mother is someone he accidentally knocked up. They don’t have a relationship outside of her dropping the kids off during the weekends. Eddie has surprisingly kept this a secret from you.
Eddie works as a mechanic but he also has a certification as a tattoo artist, he has a few tattoos that he’s done himself. He offered to tattoo you for free when you turned 18, (this was a strictly platonic offer)
Contradicting myself from the first part of IA here but Eddie only started thinking about you in a sexual/romantic way 2 months or so before your first encounter (we’re just gonna pretend what he said originally was a heat of the moment thing bc I absolutely hate it)
Eddie has a hair pulling kink…it’s gonna be expanded on later but its there, he likes both getting his hair pulled and pulling your hair.
Eddie doesn’t actually own his house, your father does he just rents it extremely cheap because your dad owed him. He can do whatever the fuck he wants to it tho bc in all terms except legally its his.
Eddies house is a 3 bedroom 2 bath house. One of the rooms is his kid’s, the other is a little studio (where once the twins get to the age they don’t wanna share a room anymore will be one of theirs.” And his room.
Hellfire is still running after years. Eddie still has original faded hellfire shirt, he meets with the hellfire club every Thursday.
Vecna and everything DID happen, but everyone lives
Eddies hair is longer than in the show, he never cut it. It reaches to his mid back, he rarely bothers to cut it, other than that he basically looks the same.
Eddie has a slight muscle definition from working as a mechanic, but its not a lot.
Eddie has a criminal record from selling drugs and has ran from your father multiple times before he hit 26. Which is when he decided to turn his life around.
Literally spoils u, like mf is buying lingerie, stuffed animals and jewelry for you ON THE REGULAR.
Still smokes weed, just more secretly and when his kids are away + your dad isn’t home.
Hates + loves it when you smoke, he hates it bc a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be harming ur pretty lungs. Loves it bc fuck if your not hot doing it.
Corruption kink oh my god, act innocent and ur getting absolutely ruined.
Brat tamer no other explanation needed.
Absolutely has multiple bookshelves of just straight fantasy books in his living room.
Eddie is flexible, like more than you would expect. Once on Halloween he did a backbend then proceeded to chase you like that.
Can and will pick u tf up. Ur his princess
Eddie got his demobat scars tattooed over, they’re noticeable but only when u look close enough. And he’s usually wearing a shirt or your too…distracted to notice them.
God he has such a thing for mirror sex its unbelievable
Also possessive asf, he’s constantly making sure you are properly marked, and even though you two aren’t dating. He makes it clear u belong to him
Also big on knife play and thinks knives are both pretty+would look great against your skin.
Also he has an oral fixation + voice kink ;)
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whaleofatjme1920 · 2 years
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In that case!
Can I request a romantic ride on the dragon thing (Ikran?) with Jake Sully? If I'm dating a Na'vi or an Avatar I wanna ride in style.
Reader could be possibly be a researcher and maybe Jake is being a little flirty or trying to show off? If you need more to work off of let me know and I'll go back to brainstorming, lol
Riding an Ikran with Jake Sully
[GN!Reader]
[Warnings: Like, none?]
[AN: Yes ofc you can. I love this stuff. I realize,,,, I am slowly making this more poly than I realized,,, and ngl I kinda like it,,, that way? for this dynamic? look I love Jake and Neytiri together I think you dating both of them would be-]
headcanons bc im weak lol
Let's pretend after the events of the movie, you're one of the few humans chosen to stay and live on Pandora because you've always been doing the right thing, and Jake wanting to fight for the planet, his friendship with the Omaticaya and strictly but strong platonic bond with Neytiri furthered you wanting to do the right thing.
So you're here now! Pandora is your home! You and the few other humans that have been chosen to stay, Norm (who's avatar is still healing from the gunshot wounds, they think he'll be good to fully link within the month), Max, you all miss Trudy-
Jake is still the dastardly man you liked when he was just some jarhead coming to Pandora for the first time. But, as the clan leader for the Omaticaya, he's got some tricks up his sleeve! And one of them is wanting to show you his ikran.
He says he'll "pick you up" when it's twilight. Sitting on the roof of a what used to be a giant base, you wait for the man you love.
And there he is. The cry of a creature known as a banshee in the language you were raised in comes gliding on the gentle breeze. Jake is there. There's a large smile on his face just seeing you.
Neytiri is gliding alongside him. She seems happy to see you too. There's a certain sadness in her eyes as she pats the neck of her ikran as the two perch on the rooftop near you. She misses Seze more and more by the moment.
Both Jake and Neytiri tap lightly at the space between their eyebrows before gently rolling their hands out towards you. They see you.
You smile and return the gesture, a slight heat rising to your cheeks how Jake grins. He says a few things to Neytiri before she nods, the words "enjoy date night" sounding foreign on her tongue as she takes to the skies again.
Jake's much taller like this. He's 10ft, strong, and his ikran is even bigger than him. You feel so small next to them, but giggle when he picks you up in his embrace anyways. Gods, how he wishes he could kiss you right now-but Pandora's air is still toxic to your lungs, and only in brief, rare situations can you actually kiss him.
you're almost certain he's looked into getting you an avatar, but those things don't grow easily and without the resources,,,,,
ANYWAYS, he picks you up and pretty much places you right behind him. His tail even curls around you. He's saying the cutest things, flirting with you even if it's awkward.
He's always been charming. Both as a human, and now as an avatar? a proper Na'vi?
He has his ikran doing a lot of daring stuff, chuckling at how you grip your arms tight around his waist. Is it scary? yeah! But would Jake let anything bad happen to you? Of course not!
All of your date nights start like this. Jake is charming as always, his ikran is close to doing loops, you can't help but laugh and let your heart flutter at how he speaks to you, and you're over the moon to know he's yours.
Jake feels like he needs to do the most just to be worthy of your time, just to call you his.
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