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justa-fanfic-writer · 21 days
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Horny ass-addicted boyfriend 18+ (NSFW)
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Boyfriend who is just purely so ass addicted. He might as well be put on a leash in public to stop him, just hitting down on their knees and stealing a taste for that sweet, sweet ass of yours.
Your ass addicted boyfriend who would steal your stale and dirty boxers just to heavily sniff your musky smell from the fabric while lazily stroking his cock, whimpering because he's imagining just having your ass riding his face and just hearing your sweet moans and your cute little cries. Oh, but he can't be so desperate that this is all he can get.
For now.
Your Boyfriend who go into puppy mode when they can finally, finally get their mouth on your ass (it's been hours but it felt like days to him!) and just bury his face as close as he can, inhaling your scent, groaning deeply in satisfaction and relief, moaning in satisfaction when your press your ass deeper into his face and he tries even harder to pleasure you more!
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No thoughts except horny tho-
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sturgill-simpson · 2 months
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my mark on your skin
summary: Tattoos sure get you really horny.
content warnings: Reader x Gojo Satoru, AMAB!Reader (reader has a cock/balls, no other gender markers noted), established relationship, possessiveness, anal sex, Satoru Gets A Womb Tattoo and Reader Loses It
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You’re not sure what possesses you - either of you - but you were drunk, you think, and Satoru’s hornier than normal. You’re also both a little bit raw from…well. Memories, and so you can’t be arsed to be normal about this.
You get Satoru’s name tattooed on your arm, curving each kanji delicately through a depiction of a dragon, but where Satoru gets your name tattooed-well.
Well.
It’s dark, still, when you wake up after the night of absolute debauchery and shenanigans. You’re exceedingly hungover, and Satoru’s still half asleep when he plods into the bathroom after you, the shirt he stole from you half hanging off his thinner form. The shirt rises up as he reaches down to scratch his stomach and there it is, dark ink on silk white skin, the crisp kanji of your name spelled out, a claim and a mark all at once. 
A marking he’ll never be able to take off, in a place that - on most women - would be considered a womb tattoo. Your name. Yours.
Ah, you think deliriously, everything surges inside you - outside you, hah, you’re rock hard in an instant - and you grab him by the hips, dragging him back against you.
Sleepy blue eyes shoot wide open.
“Nng-wait!”
You don’t bother with words. Thanking every god that exists that Satoru doesn’t often wear underwear, you push the shirt up and slowly, slowly press inside him, warm and hot and still wet from last night.
Satoru whimpers, buckling, moaning helplessly into the marble surrounding the bathroom sink as you press inside him, balls deep. And you take him there, rutting into him like a too-ravenous dog, one thick, callused hand pressed firmly on the tattoo that marks him as yours.
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simpforboys · 1 year
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could you please write about neteyam purring while cuddling with his secret gf human!reader? maybe he gets embarrassed because he knows humans don’t purr
your boyfriend would often sneak you out of the lab during the late hours of the night.
he would insist on taking you by ikran, but clinging onto your 8’ boyfriend while soaring thousands of feet into the air just didn’t seem safe to you.
however, when he gave you those ridiculous puppy dog eyes, you would accept.
and it would always be worth it.
time like this, away from everyone. you laid on neteyam, his body much, much larger than yours.
you would stroke his braids, feeling him tightly squeeze you against him as he cuddled up into you.
you were laying up at the stars when a noise came from your partner. startled, you peered up to see him purring softly against you as he lightly slept.
you grinned, laughing slightly as his eyes peeked open.
“purring, baby?” you teased, your small hand rubbing against his large cheek.
neteyam blushed, ears down in embarrassment.
“when your avatar is made, you will soon purr like us.”
“i don’t know about all that…”
he teasingly flipped you over, threatening to lay on top of you.
you gasped as he put almost all his weight, purring into your ear as you laughed.
“can’t breathe-“ you huffed, his body cutting off the mask circulation.
“purr into my ear and i’ll get up.” he smirked.
“humans don’t purr, ‘teyam.” you stuck your tongue out at him.
“then i guess no breathing.” he shrugged, snuggling into you once more.
you tried your best to let out a gentle purr, but it ended up sounding like a dying cat. neteyam laughed at you, now making your face grow warm in embarrassment.
“go back to sleep, big kitty cat.” you hummed as he pulled your body into his.
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cheralith · 2 months
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all i wanted — gojo satoru, ft. geto suguru
content warnings: gn!neutral, no pronouns or body parts mentioned, angst
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he can't believe what he's seeing.
in the park's gazebo that sits near your apartment building, there you are. settled underneath its vines and ivy and the sunset looking overhead in the sky. a bundle of colorful flowers gathered in your arms with a large heart-shaped box of chocolates nestled underneath. there's a plethora of matching shaped balloons settled around the floor of it, all red and pink and white and shiny, resembling mirrors that shine your much too happy face that doesn't face him...
but another.
there you are, hiding your shy smile behind a hand and giggling at whatever suguru is murmuring as he pushes a lock of hair away from your flustered face. satoru fists his own bouquet of flowers he gathered last minute hidden behind him, evidently frustrated as he bites his lip so hard that it draws blood. his seem so weak and desolate compared to the larger than life bouquet suguru has given you; a bouquet that shows careful arranging and organizing of each flowers, not the flimsy, clustered flowers that satoru grabbed on his rushing way to see you to declare what he had been hesitating to say for the longest time.
his knuckles turn white and pulse with a fiery ache from how hard he was grasping his now-bent flowers, doing his best to shove down the thick lump in his throat as he sees suguru wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to him as you accept his valentines proposal of "be mine?" written on a small, but intricate lunchbox cake decorated with colors that replicate the balloons. satoru doesn't miss the small bunch of boxes seated on the benches of the gazebo already unwrapped, the leaves of their wrappers nestled nicely on the ground—there's more presents than flowers in his bouquet, and satoru cannot feel anymore pathetic. his flowers can't compare to the intricate set-up suguru has created. he thinks its almost a mockery of sorts.
it's not fair, he thinks. you've been friends with satoru in the same length that you've been friends with suguru, and he's sure that both of them have harbored feelings in a time frame equivalent to each other, so why does suguru get first pick? he's the one that broke off from you, him, and shoko... he's the one that left you mysteriously in the dust those years ago... he's that ignored you on the first couple semesters of college up until a few months ago...
but satoru was there. why can't you acknowledge him in the way you acknowledge suguru? satoru was there every step of the way—his shoulder was the one you cried on. his arms were the one you ran to when you celebrated a good grade on a test. his presence was the one that comforted you in the bane of suguru's absence.
but here's the problem.
you did acknowledge him. you had actually acknowledged satoru's place in your life so much and valued it to a degree that you took the risk of perhaps making it more than just a mere long-term friendship. maybe it wasn't explicit, but it was implied enough to the point where it struck fear in satoru's heart.
and he ran away from it like the coward he was—terrified to his wits end that another suguru situation would happen again to him, in which his feelings already engrained so deep within him that if there's the slim chance that you'll leave him like suguru did, there'd be nothing but a deep and hollow pit in his heart. a relationship would just increase that chance—and he wasn't going to take any chances of that happening.
satoru thought he'd never fathom two large chunks of his heart being empty, yet here he is—facing what remains of his heart that belongs to you in the palm of the other person who owned the other half of it and tore it away all those years ago.
the ground feelings more dense, locking him in place and forcing him to watch the scene that unfolds before him.
if he was just a few mere hours faster, he knew that he could be in suguru's place is he was just stronger, if he was just willing to pay the small price for a potential forever with you. it was a severe last-minute decision, but he knew that's what he wanted, what he yearned for. what he even needed, perhaps.
yet, his hesitation has paid its dues.
your back is to him, thankfully. but suguru's eyes flicker up from your smiling face that he holds tenderly in his palms to share satoru's grief-stricken one. for a second, his face in unreadable to satoru, until a cruel smirk snakes on suguru's lips.
and, while never breaking eye contact with satoru, those same lips reach down and share a soft kiss with yours, your forever now being in suguru's hands that just barely pass his own.
the bouquet of frail flowers fall to the ground, yet no feeling returns to satoru's hand. only a cold wind of nothing grasps it back.
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ofstarsandvibranium · 3 months
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Little Mic Interviews
Fandom: Ted Lasso
Pairing: Roy Kent x GN!Reader
Summary: You bring Roy's niece on for a social media campaign that you're sure everyone will love. Based off my imagine here.
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You meet Roy in his office for lunch and you're practically bouncing off the walls.
He raises a brow at you in confusion, "What's got you all giddy?"
You giggle and move to sit on Roy's lap, "I proposed a social media campaign to Keeley and Rebecca and they loved it!"
"That's...good?"
You nod, "Yes, very good! The next thing I need to do is talk to your sister."
Roy looks at you even more confused, "My sister? Why?"
You're grinning, "I want Phoebe to work with me on this so, obviously, I need your sister's permission."
Your boyfriend's eyes squint at you in suspicion, "Should I be concerned?"
"Nope! It'll be fine. Fun even! I think the guys will enjoy it. So I'll chat with Phoebs and your sister later tonight. Hopefully, they'll both say yes."
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The next weekend, Roy brings Phoebe to work. When they enter your office, you and Phoebe squeal, running into each other's arms.
"Fuckin' weirdos," Roy grumbles, but with a smile on his face.
You snicker, "Hi, lovey," you peck Roy's lips, and then proceed to push him towards the door, "And out you go because us girls need to get ready!"
Once Roy is out the door, he turns back around, "I'll see you at lunch though, yeah?"
"Of course," you peck his lips again, "Love you. See you in bit."
"Love you," he murmurs and looks over your shoulder, "You behave, got it?"
Phoebe smiles up at her uncle, "I will, Uncle Roy!"
"Good," he says with a nod and leaves you two be.
You clap your hands together and bring Phoebe to the other side of your desk, "Alright, Phoebs, let's brainstorm on the types of questions you'll ask the boys!"
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You and Phoebe walk out to the pitch an hour later with your work phone, a clipboard, a tripod, and a few bluetooth mini mics for Phoebe and the lads to use.
You nod to Beard and Nate, "Afternoon!"
Beard tips his hat, "Y/N."
Nate waves, "Hi, Y/N. Hi, Phoebe. Whatcha got there?"
"We're going to interview the guys!" Phoebe replies excitingly.
"Yup. Phoebs, came up with all sorts of questions for them so this is going to be veeeeery interesting." You look at your clipboard, "Alright, so we'll have the team captain up first." You look at Phoebe, "Mind grabbing Isaac for us, love?"
"Okay!" the young girl immediately rushes to the pitch towards her Uncle Roy. You watch as Roy looks down at her and they have a short conversation until Roy yells out, "ISAAC! YOU'RE UP FIRST!"
Isaac's head shoots up and starts lightly jogging to Phoebe. He's escorted by the young girl to where you've set up your phone and tripod.
"Hi, Isaac," you smile at the team captain."
"'Sup. Roy said you're interviewin' us for the socials, yeah?"
"Yup! And Phoebe will be conducting the interview. I'm just behind the camera and will butt in if needed," you go over to hand him and Phoebe a tiny mic that's already connected to your phone.
"Okay, Phoebs, whenever you're ready!" you give her a thumbs up and press record.
Phoebe immediately looks up to the team captain, "Isaac, why do you look grumpy all the time?" You over your mouth to keep you from laughing.
Isaac looks confused, "I don't look grumpy. I thought that was Roy's thing."
"You and my Uncle Roy both look grumpy a lot. Are you a grumpy person?"
"...no, this is just my face?"
Phoebe shrugs, "Okay! What do you prefer: unicorns or faeries?"
"Hm..." Isaac pauses to really think about it, "Unicorns are cool. I could probably ride one, yeah?"
"Good answer," Phoebe nods in approval. She then looks to you and gives a thumbs up, "I think we're good, Y/N!"
You chuckle, "Alright, Phoebs." You stop the recording and nod at Isaac, "Thanks, Isaac!"
"Sick," he says and jogs back to wear the rest of the guys are practicing.
"Alright, love, can you grab Dani for me?"
"Okay!" Phoebe runs off to grab the footballer and it continues to go that way as each interview comes and goes. Her questions were always very random:
"What do you use for your hair?"
"What are your thoughts on the new Disney movie?"
"How important do you think math is in football?"
The second to last interview: Jamie.
"How's it, Phoebs?" Jamie gives her a fist bump and she's beaming.
"Great! Okay, my question for you is: can you come to my birthday party? My friends don't believe that you and Uncle Roy are best friends. Also because my classmate Joanna doesn't believe that I know you and I want to wave it in her face that I do!"
Jamie chuckles, "'Course I'll come to your birthday party. Your my best friend's niece after all," he gives her a wink and they high five.
You snort as Jamie walks off and Roy comes forward, "Alright, you finished?"
"Actually, you're the last one we need to interview," you say with a smile.
"Me? Why the fuck would you want to interview me?"
You playfully roll your eyes at your boyfriend, "Phoebe wants to interview you. So go on, be a good uncle."
He frowns and walks over to Phoebe in front of your phone. He grimaces at the tiny mic she hands to him, "Why the fuck is this so small?"
You chuckle and shake your head, "Just get on with it!"
Phoebe smiles up at her uncle, "Hi Uncle Roy!"
"Hi."
"So my question for you is: when are you and Y/N getting married?"
Roy whips his head to you and you're laughing, "I swear I didn't tell her to ask that! Phoebe, ask him a different question!"
He shakes his head, "No, no. I'll answer it, but you can't hear."
Roy bends down and whispers his answer in Phoebe's ear. You and Roy have been together for quite some time and you love each other very much. You've talked about marriage in the past a few times, but you still weren't sure that's what Roy wanted, at least with you. But fuck did you want to marry him.
Phoebe is giggling and Roy is smirking as he straightens, "Alright, anymore questions?"
"Yes, can we get ice cream after this?"
You snort, "Of course, Phoebs, since you did an amazing job."
"Yes!"
You quickly clean up and the three of you head to your office to drop of your things and then you head to the ice cream shop.
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The following weeks, you start to post the interviews on the AFC Richmond socials. They're a hit, earning thousands of views and likes. But the one that really got people going was Roy's interview.
"Why'd you post that? Didn't seem very entertaining or anythin'." Roy says as you show him the post.
"I beg to differ, babe. Look at the comments! Everyone loves how you are with Phoebe."
"Now people won't take me all seriously."
"Highly doubt that. Those brows of fury will set them straight," you run your finger along one of his brows.
He snorts and pulls you closer, "You wanna know my answer to Phoebe's question though?"
You shake your head, "Nah."
He cocks a brow, "You sure?"
"I'm sure," you cuddle closer to him, resting your head against his chest.
The weight in Roy's pocket feels heavy now, but it will definitely lighten up soon.
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writingfool001 · 2 years
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Reacting to Reader in the Cinderella Dress
Author's Note: anyone can wear a dress because they can and look drop dead gorgeous. Did another random name selector wheel to figure out the three to do. Also, Holy shit, I would be spinning around if I wore this.
Request: Yes
Pairing: Malleus, Vil, & Leona x Gn! Reader
Warnings: an attempt to remember descriptive words for dress.
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Malleus: 
He talks to a few who are brave enough to approach but keeps to himself as he questions where you were. Malleus was almost tempted to go find you himself, considering he was already thinking of leaving. Lilia reassured him that you would come, and you wouldn't show up without giving a reason too. Internally, he was pacing back and forth, anticipation building up and his thoughts getting to him.
He noticed a bit of blue out of the corner of his eye to see you coming into the hall, looking around. You looked breathtaking and walked elegantly as you came into the crowded room. 
He immediately started walking towards you, not caring if he walked away in the middle of the conversation and admired how breathtaking you were. When he finally reached you, he showered you with compliments and smiled brightly as you talked about how fluffy the skirt of the dress was. He suggested that you could see it being more flowy before guiding you to the dancefloor and started dancing with you as the world began to slow down.
Vil:
He socialized and made sure none of his dorm members started anything with tier rival schools while avoiding Neige at all times. He kept an eye out for you and was almost tempted to send Rook to find you. We all know how much of a stickler he is for being on time, which can be a good and bad thing. He was going to have you get ready at Pomefiore, but you declined and told him that you were fine getting ready at Ramshackle. Noticing a commotion going on, he looked over and saw you walking in, dressed to the nines in a beautiful blue gown. 
He watched you walk past people with a smirk before giving you a twirl and kissing your cheek. He complimented your appearance and how the dress looks stunning on you. He took your hand and his before escorting you to enjoy the evening. 
Leona:
Ugh, these pointless gatherings, almost as bad as the ones back home. He was sipping at the punch that was provided, wishing that he snuck in some alcohol to make this gathering more bearable. He wasn't even planning on showing up until you suggested going then said you would just go with Jack or Malleus instead. He begrudgingly said he would go with you and didn't talk about what to wear, so you were left alone to make that decision for yourself.
Right as he was thinking of leaving, he noticed you within the crowd coming inside. He raised an eyebrow as you came in, wearing the dress. Putting the cup down and walking towards you, moving through the crowd. He met you halfway and commented that you cleaned up well before kissing your hand. He guided you away from the various stares you got with a proud smirk on his face. Through the night, he was growling at those who thought they could get too friendly with you or watch as you tear someone a new one if they made a comment about your dress.
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celiosal · 2 years
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Affectionate !
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pairings - diavolo, barbatos, simeon, solomon x reader synopsis - things they do to show their love for you (s/o headcanons).
writing contains : fluff, established relationship, gender neutral (lmk if I made a mistake!), possible ooc, headcanons, suggestive (barbatos), not proofread (will be as soon time comes), a tiny bit of swearing (only in solomon’s, if it bothers you)
a/n - I had a little bit of free time and an idea so enjoy!
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DIAVOLO
⌙ Diavolo would be the type who would spoil you so much to the point where Mammon would start crying with the amount of stuff you have.
⌙ Anything you look at, it will be bought. There's no saving it.
⌙ He also loves giving you plushies, like this one time he bought you a sheep plushie.
⌙ He also provides the best for you, oh you're hungry? A full course meal that is enough to fill up a moderate amount of Beel's stomach (before the void appears again).
⌙ Your muscles are sore? He orders the best chiropractor to relax them before hiring a massage person to push the remaining tension out.
⌙ Dia will always make time for you, if he's working you can just sit in his lap while his arms wrap around you. He'd be hugging you while doing paperwork.
⌙ Sometimes you wake up with him cuddling you from behind, head buried in your neck with soft breaths tickling your skin.
⌙ He also loves to take you on expensive dates, they all come with acts of love!
⌙ If you ever get hurt, he'll treat you with utmost care, as if you're a feather. If the wound was caused by a demon, well let's just say they'll never see light in the Devildom again and he'll make sure for it.
⌙ Overall, he just loves you so much and won't stop.
BARBATOS
‣ As a butler, he has his duties. Although on somedays, you get the chance to spend time with him.
‣ He loves cooking with you, baking especially. Exploring new recipes to be made and you two always have the most fun.
‣ Barbatos, any chance he gets, invites you to go shopping for materials.
‣ He enjoys brewing teas with and for you, if you have a favorite be sure to expect seeing it often.
‣ The butler also loves to pamper you, a bit more than Diavolo does.
‣ He always makes sure you are in the best condition possible, always checking in on you when completing his tasks.
‣ He loves to caress your hand, thumb gliding over your skin rubbing in slow, smooth circles.
‣ Holding hands is a thing you two do a lot, his warm gloves enveloping your skin in warmth. (Especially in bed)
‣ Quick, chaste kisses happen every so often, the taste of some type of tea lingering on your lips.
SIMEON
✴︎ He's a very caring boyfriend, and will also do anything to make you happy.
✴︎ He also loves cooking with you, it's one of his favorite hobbies and enjoys doing it with you.
✴︎ There's really nothing that he doesn't like, he's perfectly fine with doing anything with the exception of harming you in any way.
✴︎ I headcanon that as an angel, they also have the abilities to control dreams, so whenever he sees you tossing and rolling on the bed he can just switch your nightmare to a peaceful dream.
✴︎ He's also one to cherish relationship anniversaries and special dates, he just can't get enough of you.
✴︎ Simeon actually takes you to the celestial realm sometimes, it's quite fun meeting the other angels although you never had the chance to meet Michael because of the fact that he's always busy (somehow).
✴︎ You two always cuddle before falling asleep into each other's arms. There's always something about cuddling that lulls you to sleep
✴︎ He was worried about your safety at times, so he gave you a necklace with a crystal that contains the power to summon him (and as a gift, as well as to show everyone you’re his).
SOLOMON
✡︎ Solomon is one of the more bolder s/o's. Quite flirtatious if I say so myself.
✡︎ You'll get teased a lot by this boy, it's relentless.
✡︎ Don't worry though, he makes up for it. He gives you whatever you wish for.
✡︎ He likes to study magic, it's always better when studying with you though. Sometimes he drags you to stay with him while he's conducting experiments.
✡︎ On some occasions, you two will go on an anime marathon, only if he has time though!
✡︎ He creates things from magic although he usually doesn't have a use for them so he gives them to you as a gift.
✡︎ Likes to give hugs from behind, he just loves the shocked expression that appears on your face. At times, you get flustered and the next thing you know you see a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
✡︎ In more intimate days, he'll hold your hand. Your fingers will nearly always be entangled with his.
✡︎ You two often do it in public, he really doesn't mind it at all. He tolerates PDA.
✡︎ He usually stays up late, if you fall asleep before him, he makes sure you're cozy and warm before going back to work/whatever he was doing.
✡︎ He also respects your boundaries, being that he doesn't want to bind his lover nor be bound by him.
✡︎ Quite forgetful when it comes to special days, so please forgive him! He'll try his best to make it up for you!
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evermoore580 · 2 months
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I made dinner…
Y/N: What is the one thing I told you not to do?
Dick: Burn the house down.
Y/N: And what did you do?
Dick: I made dinner.
Y/N:
Dick:
Y/N:
Dick: And burnt the house down.
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nocturnesmoon · 4 months
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Bloodied Nutrition
Archaic Blood Masterlist: TF141 x Vampire!GN!Reader Callsign: Solis
-You learn about human's horrible eating habits, and you want to help-
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Nutrition as a vampire is a simpler struggle in your eternally long life. It doesn't get simpler than needing the blood of creatures you find in your path. The closest thing you'd get to maintaining a supposed balanced diet, would be to drink a good amount of blood every two weeks so you didn't go mad.
It had been so incredibly long since you'd have to worry yourself on the matter of food. Most of the time you didn't even notice it in passing anymore, you knew that humans would eat at certain times a day now, but you'd never cared for what exactly.
At least that was until the group of four men you found yourself inconveniently attached to.
You had never expected to find yourself so observant of other beings’ behavioral pattern until now, well unless they were a target for you to hunt. You'd very quickly found out in your observations that humans are quite horrible with the things they put in their body.
You try to make sense of it but come up short, they have so much technology now compared to when you were a meek child, why wouldn't they take advantage and eat healthy?
It wasn't that the 141 were too bad in their eating patterns, but it is not a one-time occurrence that you would find them chugging the nearest nutritional meal because they forgot to eat due to rough workdays, and only noticed once their stomach screamed at them.
After witnessing such a thing a few times from each of them, you feel an instinctual kick in your brain. A drive to make sure that they are well taken care of, you're older than them by a long shot, arguably wiser by experience, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
Well, turns out that since you were a kid, things have changed a lot in all worlds, culinary too.
You couldn't remember the last time you made a meal for the taste or to satiate hunger, and it had been well over a few hundred years since you'd touched anything cooking related. You had never needed to so why would you.
It was a weird world to set yourself back into, a lot of the tools were foreign to you, the techniques you found on the internet made no sense to you.
It's how you found yourself in this predicament, trying to cook pasta for them, or for someone at least.
It wasn't going exactly how you planned it, you aren't sure how you managed it but the pot is smoking and the pasta is burnt. You tried everything you could think of, and now you're resorting to staring it down and hoping to intimidate it into working….
That's not really working either.
You were starting to get sick of the smell that was in the kitchen, your nose wrinkled for what felt like the hundred time as you did your best to withstand it. You had really wanted to do this for them, to show some sort of affection or appreciation, and maybe you could get them to eat better. They were soldiers, they needed their strength.
"Solis!" the sound of his voice almost made you squeal in surprise, "What in the bloody hell are you doing?!"
Price quickly moved over to you, moving you to take a few steps back while he took the burnt food off the heat. His panicked expression said it all, and you couldn't help but feel a little anxious that you had done something horribly wrong.
The sound of Gaz's laughing made you turn your head, his grin wide as he rushed past you to open the window and let in some fresh air. You quickly moved out of view of the window, despite being later evening the sun was still going strong.
You hated summers with a passion, there was even less you could enjoy in comfort, the nights were so much shorter, and the heat was not merciful on your sensitive skin.
"Wait were you trying to cook?" Gaz asked, clearly intrigued by your pot of nightmares that Price had pushed into the sink.
You grimaced, taking another step back only to be met with a warm flat surface. The amount of times in your life you had been sneaked up on by humans were few and far between. Except when it came to Ghost, the number of times he's almost made you scream out in surprise was too many.
"Oh my god what are you all doing in here!" you yell out, whipping your body around to look into Ghost's inquiring eyes. He gave you a pat on the back, having gotten used to scaring you far quicker than you had to getting scared, and walked over to sit by the small table.
"Just finished up a meeting," Price answers you, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms over his chest.
You sigh and walk over to him, standing on his right and mimicking him out of habit, having to follow him around most missions it tended to carry over so you wouldn't get in trouble for whatever dumb reason.
You look towards Gaz who is taking way more interest in the burnt pasta than needed. While you appreciated his curiosity in most areas, you'd prefer it if it wasn't in your failures. "You know you could've just told us if you needed…pasta…" he says and looks towards you, clearly suppressing another chuckle.
"Well, it wasn't for me…" you mumble, you would've begun to explain if you attention wasn't diverted by a frantic Soap joining in on the small ensemble that's apparently now happening in this kitchen.
He completely brushed past all of your questions to go almost rip the fridge door off, and search for something to eat. "Oh lord finally," he grumbles as he rips the plastic off a granola bar and almost eats it in one bite.
"Not gonna savor it?" Gaz comments, clearly enjoying the chaos this evening.
"Oh, don't tell me that's the only thing you've eaten today," you ask him annoyed, hoping that this wasn't another situation of you catching him in that. It hadn't happened a lot, but a few times were still too many in your humble opinion.
His movements turn suspiciously slow, a guilty person caught in the act. He closes the fridge and slowly turns to look at you, chewing the granola bar done before speaking.
"Solis….listen…"
"Oh, for fucks-"
"No no, hey!" he exclaims, stopping your assumptions before they run wild, "Look I ate a big breakfast, and then I meant to eat lunch, but the mountain of paperwork and meetings kept me busy, it’s not my fault."
"What kind of person nearly works themselves to collapse, then eats a granola bar and calls it a day!" you push yourself away from the counter, getting closer to Soap in an attempt of enunciating your seriousness.
"Says the person who eats a rat and calls it a meal," he retorts defensively, making his way to the cabinets to get himself a glass.
The gasp you let out in response has everyone turning heads, and yours turned to ghost. "Ghost i told you that in confidence!" you hiss out with a pointed finger towards him.
"I didn't say shit."
Soap turns back towards you after he gets his glass of water, a grin on his lips at seeing your pouted expression. "I've seen ye chase the rats on base like a madman during the night," he takes a sip of his water, almost speaking down into it because of his own eagerness.
"Well…they…are just fun to chase okay…"
"Aye, rat exterminator," Soap says with a chuckle, almost choking on the water he was trying to down.
"You're like a cat you know that" Gaz comments in again, crossing his arms over his chest and mimicking his captain’s stoic stance that hasn't changed in an almost eerily long time.
"I am not!"
Price clears his throat, and you almost forget about the whole debacle when you see his smile, you've told him before how it's your weakness and he definitely uses it to his advantage. "Well i for one appreciate your cat like behavior, our rat problem has never been lower than since you arrived," he mentioned teasingly.
You groaned in response, rubbing your hands over your face and trying to contain your own embarrassment, the last thing you needed was to be known as the vampire who chases rats. Well, the more likely scenario would be that you would be known as a human who chases rats….which is arguably worse.
"God, would you all just eat better! Fucking hell." you huff out leaving the matter be and taking a seat next to Ghost.
It doesn’t take long for them clear out of the kitchen once again, with all 5 of you in there it gets stuffy rather fast for the small kitchen. Most of them only came in there for a small objective either way, and once they were sure you weren't gonna try to continue cooking your burnt pasta, they left you be.
Everyone except Gaz.
"Would you actually like to learn how to cook?" he asks curiously, looking at you with a tilted head. He had waited till the others left, leaving enough space for you and to do said cooking should you agree.
You contemplated it for a few moments, considering the options of it all. If Gaz had offered then he had time to teach you, and it could be useful. You doubted the others would mind if you cooked them something every now and then, and then you didn't have to complain about them forgetting to eat.
"Yeah okay…that'd be nice."
His brown eyes glints in excitement at the prospect of being able to teach you. "Good…I was about to get something cooking out here anyway, it would be a good opportunity," he says cheerily and starts rummaging around, getting the different tools and ingredients he needed while you watched him intently.
"Oh, wait is that what you do out here all the time?" you ask curiously and walk closer to him, seeing him bring out the ingredients for something that could turn into a pretty good soup.
"Yeah?" he asked back a little confused, "What did you think I was doing?" He places down a cutting board along with some red pepper and instructing you to cut it.
You looked at it a little skeptically, you were skilled with knives in your own opinion, but it wasn't often you were cutting up bell pepper. "I don't know…I kind of just thought you liked the kitchen," you mention, feeling heat rise in your cheeks at your own stupidity.
The hearty laughs he lets out warms both your face and your heart, even if it was at your expense, you were glad, he could enjoy himself in it. "Are you sure you were human once?" he asked teasingly, nudging your side before moving past you and getting a new pot out.
"Hey! it was a very different time back then," you say with a huff, wincing as you almost cut down into your finger, "I haven't had to pay attention to humans like that for a long time you know."
"Yeah, I bet" he chuckles, looking at you with a grin that brought out your own. You couldn't help but laugh at yourself too, it was all a bit ridiculous when you thought about it, but you did feel lucky to have someone like Gaz to help you along your way.
"C'mon, I’ll show you how to actually operate a stove."
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I am actually very horrible at cooking and also very horrible at eating good, so this might be a little self projecting, but it's okay because aren't we all?
Right?
Right?!
Ahem anyways.
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zephyrspace · 2 years
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what’s up, doc?
medic!gn!reader
summary : coming from a long line of proficient healing magic-users, a letter requesting for your presence as nrc’s nurse is sent to your household, rather than the ebony carriage.
or ; headcanons and scenarios on what it’s like being nrc’s only medical staff surrounded by idiots who only know how to get hurt.
a/n : reader is implied to be the same age as the current third-years (18) and entered the school the same time as said third years.
‘labridae’ - is a fish that is well known for their role in the removal of parasites from larger carnivorous fishes. The larger fishes recognize the cleaner fish and will not devour it.
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you were a fool to think that nrc was as prestigious as the rumours implied. your first day consisted of a meeting with the school’s seemingly incompetent principal and excited first years who though it was okay to roughhouse.
“with all due respect, headmaster, how am i supposed to be an apprentice if there is no one for me to learn from?” crossing your arms expectedly, you raise a questioning eyebrow at the old crow in front of you.
“your family are known to be quite knowledgeable in the art of healing, so i took it upon myself to be a gracious and thoughtful principal and saw this as a learning experience for their next heir! it’s quite convenient since the last nurse up and left, and perhaps i could even gain some connections…” sticking his nose in the air, he huffs proudly.
“what was that last part? i couldn’t hear you.”
“well, i am a very busy person, mx. medic, so i best be off!”
“wait-”
your specialised uniform consists of the classic blue scrubs underneath the standard lab coat of an nrc student, although, the only difference being that it doesn’t come with gloves and has a white armband engraved with a bold red plus symbol where a dorm insignia would be presented.
during your first year at nrc, you learn quickly that students don’t take too well with people who stick out too much, finding yourself often cornered by a group of people who think they’re tough and want to establish some sort of dominant image. but after just a few incidents, the students learn not to bother you too much.
“you think you’re so much better than the rest of us just because you were personally requested by the principal to attend, don’t’cha?” a student grips onto the collar of your shirt and lifts you to reach their face, the tips of your shoes being your only contact with the ground.
“i may be younger than you lot, but i am part of the faculty of this school, therefore, i am authorised to perform actions of discipline when and how i see fit. so, i highly suggest that you let me go or else you won’t have anyone to patch you up after i’m finished with you.”
the infirmary is located in a very secluded hallway from the rest of the school, so few students have taken upon themselves to use it as a safe area, away from the bustle and hustle of energetic and hectic students. and of course, who were you to say no?
“idia, i know i said that i’ll welcome you with open arms when you feel that your social battery is low and want someplace to hide, but for the third year in a row, that doesn’t mean i’m allowing you to modify the corner bed as your personal ‘recharge zone’, what happens if i need to treat someone?”
opening a packet of a candy mix, you tip them into a large, transparent jar. you laugh quietly when you hear the rapid pressing of his game console and sound effects of his game lower in volume by just a little. idia may seem uninterested in conversation most of the time, but you noticed that he gains a bit more confidence when talking with you.
“of course npcs like you wouldn’t understand, fuhehe. the ultra-rare, once in a lifetime healing stats you put in this place is out of this world.” without looking away from the game, he reaches out and makes grabbing motions at you. letting out a silent sigh, you begrudgingly drop two bits of hard candy into the palm of his hand. not wasting any time he throws them into his mouth and bites down into them.
“the internet connection is decent considering this place is in the middle of nowhere; the corner bed has five sockets along the wall rather than just two like the other beds; you bring me actual meals if i stay long enough and you also fill the sweets jar with the top quality stuff you only find in the easter egg shops the game devs add in limited edition events. it’s basically an easy win lol.”
if the botanical garden is for some reason not available then leona also takes refuge in your work space.
“instead of actively skipping classes, why don’t you try passing this year first, leona?”
“haah?? who do you think you are? i’ll crush you, small fry.”
you started to give your patients sweets after patching them up because you know lots of people find receiving medical treatment very uncomfortable. but now it kind of backfired since now everyone expects a little treat after being such a ‘big boy.’
“i can’t give you double the sweets just because you didn’t complain about me not having fish shaped plasters this time, floyd.” you hand him the usual: two green-apple gummy snakes.
“but labridae-senpai, i’ve been extra good today!” he pouts and whines while gripping the sweets in his hands, seemingly choking the snakes. your eye twitches slightly.
“i’ll give you just one more but that’s it.”
“yay!”
vil definitely asks for your input when trying new products for his skin or diets. he values your opinion because of your knowledge in nutrition. vil knows that you’ll be truthful and won’t reply with answers he’d only like to hear.
“vil, i know you want to reduce your fat intake for an upcoming photoshoot but i highly suggest you don’t cut out oily fish from your diet by this much, it’ll affect your academic performance.” you squint at the words on the sheet of paper containing vil’s suggested diet for the next few weeks, thinking of alternatives.
“hmm, yes, i was thinking the same thing but i was wondering if you could recommend some omega-3 vitamins, just temporarily so that it doesn’t hinder my performance that much,” the dorm leader proposes.
a light switches on in your head, grabbing a scrap piece of paper, you scribble a message onto it, “mhm, go to any pharmacy and request for ‘maritime drops,’ show them this paper and you should get the capsule for free. they can get a bit pricey depending on how fresh the batch was.”
you once heard the rumours of vil’s glowing skin during the opening ceremony and immediately knew the culprits of such a result. said culprits take up quite the percentage of causes of injury amongst the students on campus. could be because someone broke a deal or someone disagreed with the result of a deal. in your head, you thank the octatrio for keeping you busy with the people they slightly harm- but that’s besides the point. you doubt vil nor azul has any easy access to ingredients found only on the seabed seeing as you need special permission from the principal to exit school grounds, so that only leaves you with one other rather unfortunate theory.
you can only imagine what kind of odd payment a certain sneaky octopus has asked for in return…
“azul, please don’t tell me you wrung dry one of your mer-dorm members.” you note how azul’s office lacks one of the leech twins and you can only pray for floyd’s recovery (and for your candy stash because you just know he’ll be demanding them the next time he steps into your office).
“don’t worry, medic-san. floyd is making steady progress in rehabilitation,” azul smiles at you with no real feeling behind it.
you deadpan while sighing in exasperation, “here, give him this.” fishing through your deep pockets, you place down a small bottle filled with a fluorescent purple liquid on azul’s desk. looking towards jade’s direction you inform him, “tell floyd to bathe with three droplets of this stuff once a day and he should be able to walk again… eventually.”
the adeuce duo are lowkey kind of scared of you, especially after the dwarf mines incident during the first day.
“i get that you guys were gonna get expelled and all but couldn’t this wait until it was morning? as you said, none of you got hit in the head or found to be bleeding that much,” sending a small glare at the kneeling boys who you patched up first before demanding an explanation why they woke you up at the ass crack of dawn to have a check up.
“medic-senpai, isn’t it kind of your job to look after us no matter what?” yuu, the magicless now-student pipes up from a nearby chair, defending the duo, with a large rat-cat-thing dangling in their arms, snoring. it looks kind of gross.
“wanna say that again?” you ask expectedly. it was too early in the morning to argue too much.
“n-nothing…”
pinching the bridge of your nose, you throw them each a lollipop, “run along now, inform your housewarden that you’ve got an excusal from me.”
your family owns a few hospitals so you already had extensive knowledge on medicines and the such but what you lacked most of all was experience. so while you don’t regret attending nrc, you sometimes get tired of the same routine: students enter with scratches and bruises, you patch them up, give them sweets, send them off. you wished something more interesting would happen.
fine, if crowley wasn’t going to offer you proper education or enjoyment then you may as well do it yourself.
because of your seemingly lackadaisical attitude and nonchalance, people often mischaracterise you as somewhat friendly and forgiving just because you’re the medic.
when in reality, you’re just as bad, maybe even slightly worse than most of nrc’s students. hidden behind reassuring expressions and pretty words, you’re quite the cunning and sneaky one.
unbeknownst to the students and staff (besides crewel, he actually encourages it-), you experiment with them, testing out new concoctions or herbal treatments you’ve made constantly. how else are you supposed to earn the title of your family’s next heir if you couldn’t perform such a feat? the students all assume that it’s under the pretense that it has already been tested and sold to the public.
“don’t worry, this medication doesn’t have long lasting side effects. …probably.” smiling eerily at your unsuspecting patient, you scoop a portion of a bubbling green mixture and bring the spoon to their mouth, “cmon, say aah~”
nrc can only stand and watch in fear as you have a field day with all the recent overblots, riddle unfortunately being the very first victim to your questionable praise.
“now look to the left… mhm, no blot in your eyes either.” pocketing your retinoscope, you nod towards riddle, “you’re all good, no signs of leftover blot in your system but i would like for you to come to the infirmary for a regular check up before and after school for a week.”
“thank you, medic. i deeply apologise for the trouble i have caused for you.”
“no need to apologise, actually!” you wave him off.
riddle and a few other heartslabyul members within earshot look at you as if you’d grown a third head.
“look at all the damage you’ve caused, riddle. i really couldn’t thank you enough! here, have a lollipop, it’s strawberry and vanilla flavoured- oh, i can not wait for my clinic to flood in with students. things were getting ever so quiet! so many test subjects, so little time- i wouldn’t even know where to start~♡” with your eyes swirling with hidden craze, you swoon at the mass destruction that was once the heartslabyul garden, you can only imagine the number of scratched up students waiting in line at your door.
“psst- why is doc acting like that?”
“when they get like this, it’s best to just not say anything, ace…”
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head empty, no thoughts. only caring for the twst boys-
just imagining being able to take proper care for the boys makes me brainrot so much 😭
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undercoveravenger · 10 months
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Put to Rest
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Pairing: Beelzebub x GN!Reader
Requested: Yes
Request: “Hi. How you doing? I read your “can’t sleep without you” post for Mammon and I was wondering if you could possible do something similar like that but with Beelzebub?”
A/N: SPOILERS FOR LESSON 15-16!!!! (Please by all means send in more requests for Beel - I love him with all my heart)
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While you had only been in the Devildom for a few months, your time living in the House of Lamentation meant you were no longer a stranger to waking up to company when you were sure you’d fallen asleep alone. Asmo had slipped into bed with you more times than you could count, Mammon had awoken next to you claiming he “must have sleep-walked in here and fallen back asleep” next to you, and you couldn’t even be surprised anymore when you woke up with Belphie curled up beside you, sleeping peacefully. There was something different about tonight though. 
When you had woken up this time though, it wasn’t to Belphie’s peaceful breathing or to Mammon’s snoring or to Asmo’s persistent snuggling, it was to a firm weight pressing against you, heavy enough to restrict your movement and limit your breathing, but not enough to be claustrophobic. You squirmed a bit, craning your neck to be able to catch a glimpse of your surprise bedfellow. 
It was hard to make out much detail in the dim lighting, but you were able to pick out a bit of copper hair poking out from under your blanket. 
“Beel?” you murmur softly, trying not to wake him, but more than a little surprised to see the Avatar of Gluttony in bed with you since he’d never been among your nighttime visitors in the past.
His arms tighten around you as you speak, the blankets shifting as he lifts his head to look at you. His pretty violet eyes are bright and alert - he has clearly been awake the whole time. 
“Sorry,” Beel says, shifting to lay beside you rather than on top of you. “I couldn’t sleep and Belphie said you wouldn’t mind if I came in here.”
A yawn escapes you as you sit up, scrubbing a hand over your eyes as you prepare yourself to kick off the covers and head down to the kitchen, mind racing as you think of something quick that would satisfy a bottomless stomach like Beel’s. “Yeah, it’s fine. You wanted me to make you something to eat, right?”
He shakes his head, arm curling tighter around you. “‘m not hungry.” 
“You’re… not hungry?” Alright, now you’re worried. “Are you feeling okay?” You press the back of your hand to his forehead to check for a fever. You’re not really sure if demons can get sick, but if Beel isn’t hungry-
His eyes drop, intently studying the fabric of your pillows like he can’t bear to look you in the eyes. “I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking about what happened today.”
Right- when Belphie had attacked you. Killed you? Killed a version of you? Even if you were fine now, you suppose it really wouldn’t change what had happened earlier - that he would have seen his brother kill you.
“It’s okay,” you reach out to cup his face in your hand. You can’t help but smile as he shifts, leaning further into your palm. “I’m okay.”
He finally meets your eyes, more serious than you���ve ever seen him. “I should have stopped him- I should’ve done something. I never thought Belphie would have done something like that-”
“I didn’t think he would either when I let him out of the attic,” you reply, slowly settling back down and relaxing back against your pillows. Something about having Beel curled up next to you, voice soft and soothing and warmth radiating off him the way it always does, has your eyelids starting to drift closed again,  “And I know he regrets it and wouldn’t ever do something like that again.” You shrug sleepily, curling up against Beel, “I forgive him. And I don’t hold it against any of you guys that it happened.”
Beel stays quiet, holding you close as you fall back asleep even as he gets lost in thought.
He’s not really a worrier most of the time. He knows he will never have to worry about having a roof over his head or food to eat. He knows he and his brothers are strong enough to handle whatever comes their way. But while he had always been confident in his brothers’ strength, he had never thought of it as a bad thing before. Not until today, when he’d had to watch Belphie use his strength to hurt you. 
Sure, he knows you’re right and that Belphie would never hurt you again, but seeing it had shaken him to his core. He’d known he liked you since you arrived, but he hadn’t ever really thought about how much you meant to him until he almost lost you. Now though, with you sleeping soundly tucked up against his side, he can feel the soft shifting of your breathing and the gentle thump-thump-thump of your heart where your back is pressed up against his chest and he knows that he would do whatever it takes to keep you safe and by his side. For the first time since you had been hurt, Beel finally feels his muscles start to relax and sleep begin to creep up on him. With you in his arms, he finally feels like his worries have been put to rest.
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thatspookyagent · 1 year
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Hi I was hoping you can do an enemies to lovers headcanon between thor/reader and how that go.
Being enemies to lovers with Thor (GN!Reader) would include...
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Warnings: Mentions of eating, drinking, and intoxication, Heimdall & Odin cameos lol
a/n: Hi! Thanks for being my very first video game headcanons request! I haven't gotten and answered a request in awhile and it feels good to do them again! Hope you don't mind the reader being gender neutral. And as always my readers are diverse friendly even with no specified details about the reader (which is how it should be)! Hope you enjoy! :))
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Being an enemy of Thor is a... precarious position to be in lmao
Even if it isn’t full blown “you owe me a blood payment” kind of enemy to him
I feel like the major turn point in how you both become Thor’s lover but also how your perceptions of one another change, is how you view the everyday things that he has to deal with and how it drives him to self destruction
You didn’t care that he was a God and wouldn’t have long term issues from drinking so much, you cared about the hurt it put him through and root of the problem
Because of that he began to see the many layers that make up your own life, your character, and how you deal (or don’t deal) with things
Basically you and him become positive influences for one another and confidants to each other’s issues
Expect a LOT of bickering between the two of you like even after the two of you become lovers, it’s still a main part of your relationship honestly
Though the kind of bickering changes after you and him become official
Beforehand it could be pretty backhanded and snippy, like you were just quipping back and forth cause there was some resemblance of bad blood between you and Thor
When you and Thor become official the bickering evolves into older married couple type bickering
Overall it’s pretty light hearted and in good fun
There isn’t a layer of venom behind each word anymore but instead softness and kindness
At times Thor will playfully scold you whenever you’re not careful or just plain naive lol
When you were enemies with him, his pet name for you was basically bone head
Now it’s bone head (affectionate) :”
With the changes in tone comes changes in behavior as well
Like whenever Thor needs to jump from place to place with his godly might, he’ll give you a heads up, and cradle you carefully in his arms while he makes his leaps
Before he used to just grab you and fly through the air like the menace the is
Other things that have changed is that he will continuously invite you to have drinks with him and eat amongst the Einherjar
He hangs out with them from time to time and could use someone to keep him company
Will absolutely share his food and drink with you and if you wish, he’ll go to a more private place in order to spend quality time with you as well
When y’all were enemies, if you walked in to spend some time at the hall, he wouldn’t even so much as glance at you
And if he was drunk around you, he was a total ass, not just because he was white girl wasted but because he also really didn’t like you
Now, if he’s drunk around you, he’s still a bit mean, or mainly unresponsive
Though if the two of you are both drunk together, than that’s not a good thing for anybody lmao
Imagine being drunk with Thor and going up to the Asgardian wall where Heimdall is and just absolutely verbally destroying that man
[Heimdall will remember that]
If the two of you find yourselves within or going to a realm with a cold climate, he will put his heavy fur cloak on you to keep you warm
Won’t ask for it back once y’all leave the cold realm, you can keep it, he can always get another <3
If you asked him for his fur cloak while you two were still enemies, he’d just straight up ignore you or go “no.” </3
Another perk of being lovers with Thor is that you now have unlocked being able to snuggle with him
Yes he is as warm and fuzzy as he looks, a true bear in that sense of the word
Prefers to be the big spoon but will not grumble if you asked to be the big spoon
Gives the best back rubs for some reason ??? maybe it’s because his hands are the size of mallets and though they’re calloused, they just feel good!
Also Thor gives me bathing for hours mindlessly with his partner enjoyer type of vibe so expect that as well
And yes the two of you do take turns washing and doing each other hair <3
Or just relax with you for hours in silence if that's what you'd prefer that
Will let you pet Mjolnir as much as you like and even attempt to pick it up
He’ll even pick up Mjolnir himself while you’re holding it and lift you up into the air just to mimic what it would be like to wield it
Thor is down to let you braid his hair or beard if you wish
Usually he doesn’t have the time to care about his appearance that much and doesn’t care to call attention to his looks but if braiding his hair makes you happy, it will not deny you the opportunity to do so
He does minimal braiding on his own beard and would secretly like to have something elaborate or longer
Will totally get more tattoos if you recommend some to him or would like to see Thor with some more in certain places
You’ve always admired his tattoos and now that you’re lovers with him, you get to inspect them up close, admire and trace them with your fingers
You'll become curious about what they mean and how and why he got them and he'll be more than happy to tell you those tales
It takes some encouragement to get Thor to have some fun and actually relax for once
He’s so used to being ordered around, controlled, degraded, and having no chill time, either that or nobody caring enough to give him a break or spend genuine quality time with him
That and almost everyone around him is a major prick lmao 
A lot of the relaxing is just Thor being away from everyone except for you
Quiet dinners, naps, baths, drinking & eating contests, walks, etc, are all some of the best parts of your relationship with Thor
A much needed break and acts of self care that also involves you, his favorite person in the world
Speaking of everyone else, it’s pretty amusing to see folks react to you and Thor getting together tbh
Odin and Heimdall especially since even they were pretty sure that y’all two would pretty much stay forever bitter to each other
The look on Heimdall’s face when he realizes that he’ll have to deal with Thor from now on whenever he heckles you
The look on Odin’s face when he realizes that he’ll have to deal with you from now on whenever he heckles Thor
Also Thor undeniably will come to your aid whenever an issue arises even if it’s not a big deal in the grand scheme of things
You do the same for him despite him not really caring what others think and say but the thought is what truly counts
Cause there was a time when he was the one attacking you and part of him does feel bad for his past actions
He wants to make up for that and show you through actions that he indeed thinks and feels for you differently from now on
And even you feel the same which you confide in him about
That leads to both you and Thor making vows to instead be by one another’s sides instead of against
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zodiyack · 2 years
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PDA (The Fic)
Pairings: Eddie Munson x GN!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, fluff, Eddie Munson
Words: 278
Request: request idea: Eddie and reader making people uncomfortable with their PDA in public but they don’t care cause love🥹❤️
PDA (The Headcannons)
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Masterlist | Stranger Things Masterlist
Taglist: @matth1w, @redspaceace-writes​, @simonsbluee, @sebby-staan, @sebastianstanslefteyebrow​, @darling-i-read-it, @sebby-staan, ​@tubble-wubble
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“No seriously, please stop, everyone’s staring.” Steve’s face was blank, and he was starting to sweat.
“Not our problem.” Eddie smiled, his arms around Y/N’s waist and lips pressing on their cheek, then drifting down to their neck. “Let them stare, they’re just lonely and sad if they have nothing better to do.”
“What makes you think that?” Steve himself was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the showy display of affection.
Y/N’s arm came up to grip some of Eddie’s hair, causing him to smile devilishly against their skin. “Well, I love Y/N, so what should stop me from expressing that love?”
“Publicity?”
One of Eddie’s eyes opened, his motions stopping momentarily, “You think I’m embarrassed of my love for Y/N?”
“I never said that” Steve scoffed and rolled his eyes.
This time, Y/N spoke up, “We have nothing to hide, is what Eddie’s saying. If people have a problem with him showing his love for me, they likely don’t receive that love and therefore are lonely and sad.”
“That’s a bit harsh.” Steve totally wasn’t feeling called out by the couple’s point. He rubbed the back of his neck. Totally.
“So is the world, Harrington, so is the fucking world.” Eddie droned off as his lips moved up and proceeded to explore Y/N’s, even eliciting a slight moan from them with the ferocity of the kiss.
Some people around them grimaced. Others turned back in their seats, beat red, and hurriedly finished their food. Steve, on the other hand, dwelled on the remark Eddie and Y/N seemed to live by. He was going to prove he wasn’t lonely and sad, even if it took forever.
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ofstarsandvibranium · 3 months
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Random Number Generator Drabble: Eddie Munson + #137
Prompt: "Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting."
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You and Eddie were supposed to be studying. You both were getting ready for finals. You for college and Eddie for his, hopefully, last year in high school.
It was a nice day so you two decided to study out on the picnic tables in the trailer park.
You're writing down the parts of a cell when you feel eyes on you. You look up, catching Eddie's dark brown eyes, "You're supposed to be studying, Eds."
"I can't," he replies.
You snort, "Can't or won't?"
He licks his lips and grins, "Listen, sweets, you're distracting."
You chuckle, "I'm distracting?!"
He nods, "Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting. How can I focus on the wise words of Shakespeare when I'd rather just stare at you instead?" he props his elbows on the table and rests his head in his hands.
You roll your eyes, "Eddie, come on."
Your boyfriend proceeds to stand on the picnic bench, setting one foot onto the table top, "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.," he bends down and boops your nose, "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date."
He hops down with a proud grin as you slowly clap, "Well done. But as I recall, you need to memorize Romeo's soliloquy. Not Sonnet 18."
He pouts at you, "Sweets, I'm trying to be romantic!"
"You can be romantic after you pass your English final."
He groans, "We've been studying for hours!"
"It's been half an hour."
"Close enough!"
He crawls over the table to sit next to you, "Take a break. Let's makeout for a little bit..." he kisses your shoulder and wraps his arms around you.
You sigh, "Fine. We'll take a break."
"Yes!" he cheers as he practically picks you up to sit you on his lap, his lips immediately on yours.
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simpforboys · 1 year
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Hey, could I request something for Ajax - if you are accepting requests at the moment! During the battle with Crackstone, the reader gets injured and Ajax finds her. He tries to comfort and look after her. Make it fluffy please <3
Thank you
broken shards, loving hearts
ajax petropolus x gn!reader
summary: sometimes your impulsive reactions aren’t the best
warnings: fluff, mentions of cuts/blood, soft!ajax, swearing, slight angst if you squint
i love ajax sm
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maybe it wasn’t your smartest decision.
but you couldn’t just stand there and do nothing.
seeing wednesday fight crackstone in the middle of the fountain enhanced your fight or flight, unfortunately, you chose fight.
“hey dickhead!” you shouted towards the corpse.
you began to take a sharp piece of glass that was left on the ground, about to throw the shard when crackstone made it break in your palm, some shards cutting your thigh.
wednesday took the time that crackstone was distracted, destroying him once and for all.
you, however, screamed in pain as blood dripped down your forearm and palm.
“i’m so fucking dumb.” you groaned in pain.
“are you okay?” wednesday asked, despite her own damaged self.
“never better.” you sarcastically responded.
wednesday eyed you curiously.
“thanks. for distracting him.”
you didn’t get to respond before the goth girl left, leaving you on the edge of the flames.
“y/n!” a familiar voice yelled.
ajax ran over to you, panic all over his face.
“oh my god- what happened? why are you bleeding?” your boyfriend of six months began to take off his jacket, wrapping it around your wound.
“glass shattered.” you whimpered as ajax applied pressure.
“you weren’t answering and i couldn’t find you and i-“
“baby, slow down.” you shushed him, despite the aching pain you were feeling.
“we need to get you to the nurse-“ your boyfriend kept stumbling over his words, trying to usher you with him.
“can we just… sit for a second?” you ask, your head beginning to pound from everything that just happened within the last few minutes.
you carefully sat down onto some steps, ajax sitting down next to you as he held you in his arms.
“i should’ve found you sooner-“
“ajax, it was my fault. i made another impulsive decision and it clearly backfired.” you tried to joke, despite the worried look on his face.
“and this hand thing, it’s only temporary. i’ll be good as new within a few days.”
“really? i don’t know about good as new…” your boyfriend trailed off in a teasing tone, causing you to playfully roll your eyes.
he placed gentle kisses on your temple, cradling your head against him as you breathed in his scent.
“but seriously, we should get you to the nurse. you’ve lost a lot of blood.”
“maybe.”
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writingfool001 · 2 years
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Newt!MC: "You came."
Malleus: "You called."
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