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levi-supreme · 2 years

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Hiii I was the anon who requested for prompt 75 with Eren and I loved it so much!

May I now request a continuation from that with prompts 31 and 32? Tysm 💕

Anon!!!!! Please, thank YOU for sending me that absolutely amazing prompt!!! Also thank you to everyone and loved that drabble with Eren <3 I hope you'll like this too! Read the previous drabble first before reading this one!!

Characters: Eren x fem!reader

Warnings: SFW with suggestive content. Height isn’t specified but reader is a lot shorter than Eren. Making out, lots of kisses. Man bun Eren is the boyfriend we all want to have but can't sobs. Also I love this so much.

31: Kitchen counter make-out // 32: Jumping into your lover's arms

"Shall we have breakfast now, my grumpy baby?" Eren coaxed you once you had your morning kisses from him. It's funny how you were grouchy and needy a few moments before, but the moment you flew onto Eren's back and kissed him, everything just felt better.

The scrambled eggs and toast that Eren made was pretty good too. The eggs were creamy and fluffy, and the bread were toasted with a light crisp. Eren looked extra sexy today with his messy hair and man bun. The kiss from earlier wasn't enough.

Once the both of you finished your food, Eren offered to wash the dishes too and told you to take a rest. You refused to listen though. Instead, you jumped and sat on the kitchen counter next to the sink, watching Eren do the dishes. Eren's shirt hugged his torso perfectly and the only thought you had in your mind was how badly you wanted to kiss him.

"Eren."

"Yes, sugar?" Eren turned to face you after putting the plates on the top rack of the cabinet to dry. You gave him a quick peck on his cheek and giggled, swinging your feet. Eren chuckled and continued washing the cups.

"Eren." You called again, poking his arm.

"Yes, sweets?" Eren turned around again and once more, you gave him another surprise kiss to his lips, this time round letting the kiss last a little longer. You could feel Eren pressing his lips deeper into the kiss too, but you broke it off before it got heated.

"Go finish what you need to do, honey," you gave Eren a teasing smile. "I would have finished washing them if you didn't distract me." Eren kissed the tip of your nose and continued to wash the cutlery and pans. Putting them in their respective cabinets, you called out to Eren again.

"Eren?" Your boyfriend turned back towards you, leaning forward and placing his hands on the counter, trapping you in between his body.

"Yes, sweets, what do y—" you cupped Eren's cheeks and pulled him close, shutting him up with your lips. You laced your hands around his neck, bringing him closer to you. Kissing him like your life depended on him, your fingers weaved through Eren's hair and you let out satisfied mewls every time Eren sucked on your lower lip.

Eren knew you were up to no good. The look you kept giving him during breakfast was more than obvious, the way you kept stealing kisses was more than enough to tell him what was on your mind. Eren hugged you close, closing whatever gaps there were between both your bodies, willingly giving in to your demands. He kissed you hard, sucking on your lower lip and roaming his large hands all over your body, feeling every inch of skin.

Your tongues continued their dance, your grips continued to tighten. All that could be heard were breathless panting and low groans. Eren broke the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours. His lips were moist and his eyes were hazy.

"Is my little sugar roll up for some morning exercise? Gotta burn those calories from the butter toast away," Eren sneaked another kiss on your lips and kissed his way across your jaw to your neck. You giggled, pushing Eren away from you.

"Of course, honey. We got to keep fit, right?" You chuckled, pushing yourself off the counter. You jumped towards Eren and he caught you with open arms, twirling you around before kissing your lips again. You locked your legs around his sturdy back, your arms laced across his neck again. You smiled into the kiss, wanting nothing else but to feel Eren's kisses, to feel his touches, and to feel his love.

"Come on, sugar, let's start with warmups first." Eren adjusted his hold on you and pinched your ass, making a beeline straight for the bedroom.

Thirsty Thursday: A 100 Different Kisses

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avrilsky · 7 years

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one short sentence prompt: 18. I can't wait to hug you. b/c i'm a sucker for a good hug.

This was just gonna be a sappy one-shot about hugs but turned into one with father figure Nedley. There is Wayhaught hugs in here, don’t worry. It’s still pretty sappy. Thank you for the prompt and I hope you enjoy!

“I miss you.”

Nicole smiled, sitting down on the edge of the hotel bed and dropping her phone beside her after putting it on speaker.

Her and Sheriff Nedley were a few towns over talking with potential recruits set to graduate the academy in the next few weeks. None of them panned out, not that Nicole was really surprised. It wasn’t like the academy trained you for dealing with literal demons.

She had been excited to be included in recruiting more officers, to be included in helping shape the Purgatory Sheriff’s Department into the place she would one day be proud to run. Not that she wouldn’t be proud to be in charge of the department as is, she would just add more female officers.

Now she was more discourge than excited. She didn’t think they’d ever find anyone capable of dealing with all the strange and downright evil shit that went done in Purgatory but then again, Nedley had found her.

“I miss you too, Waverly.” Nicole bent down untieing the laces on her boots and kicking them off with a satisfied grunt. “I’ll be home tomorrow, baby.”

Home.

She wasn’t talking about her house or Purgatory in general. She wasn’t even talking about the homestead, where she spent most of her time since being attacked in her house by Widow Mercedes.

No, to her home was when she was wrapped in Waverly’s arms. It was sappy and maybe cliche but Nicole didn’t care because it was true. Waverly was her home.

“I can’t wait to hug you.”

Nicole grinned though Waverly couldn’t see and flopped back on the bed, putting one arm behind her head to prop it up some. “I cannot wait to hug you. How was your day?”

A knock on her hotel room door startled Nicole and she’s already reaching for the pistol sitting on the bedside table before a second knock sounds.

“Hold that thought, baby there’s someone at the door.”

She left the phone on the bed as she tipped toed to the door, checking to make sure there’s a bullet in the chamber and the safety off.

She wasn’t always like this, terrified to open the door with some kind of weapon at the ready, something in hand to defend, protect herself with.

It wasn’t always like this. Nicole’s eyes dropped to the scar on her wrist, teeth marks forever embedded on her pale skin. A reminder of exactly why she refused to answer the door without some kind of weapon.

Looking through the peephole, Nicole releases the breath she had been holding and clicked the safety back on as she opened the door, giving Nedley a small smile.

“Ready for dinner?” He asked, eyes drifting down to the pistol she’s tucking into the waistband of her jeans as she moved away from the door. “You okay there, Haught?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

Nicole picked her phone up, taking it off speaker and holding it up to her ear with her shoulder as she set about putting her boots back on. “Sheriff and I are going to get some dinner. I’ll call you when we back. I love you.”

“I love you too, Nic. Tell Nedley I said hey.”

With her boots on, Nicole shoved her phone in her front pocket and her wallet in her back. She removed her pistol from her jeans and put it in the safe provided in the room before she turned to Nedley.

“Ya know, we ain’t in Purgatory anymore. You’re safe here, Haught.”

He patted her shoulder awkwardly but the concern in his eyes more than made up for the awkwardness.

“I uh, still have some um Widow related issues,” she mumbled, looking down at her boots and rubbing at the scar on her wrist. A nervous habit she picked up in the last month or so.

Every time Waverly caught her doing it, she’d take her wrist gently, slowly and press a kiss to the marred skin, whispering an apology and a ‘I love you’ over and over again. It always calmed her and helped her forget the memory of excruciating painful poison running through her veins, if only for a little while.

Nedley put his hand over hers, stopping her from rubbing her skin raw. “I won’t let something like that happen to you again, I promise.”

Nicole gave him a small smile. “You can’t protect me from everything, Sheriff.”

“I can damn well try.”

Nicole fought to urge to hug the man standing in front of her. Nedley had been on her side since day one. Since she moved to Purgatory, he had been more of a father to her than own biological father.

He looked out for her, made sure she was fitting into town well enough. Helped her move from the shitty apartment she lived in when she first got to town to the house she lived in now. Hell, he helped her get the house as well.

He was just there for her, when she had no one, when things with Waverly were up in air. He was, he is the father she’d always wanted, always needed.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Anytime, Nicole.”

To her surprise, he pulled her into a hug. It wasn’t any less awkward than the pat on the shoulder but that didn’t make Nicole feel any less cared for, any less loved.

He wasn’t good with affection, giving or receiving, but he tried and in Nicole’s book him just trying was enough. Him just trying meant a lot to her.

“You’re like another daughter to me. You and those pain in my ass Earps, you’re my other daughters.” Nedley pulled away, scratching at the back of his neck and avoiding her eyes. “And I protect my kids.”

Tears welled in Nicole’s eyes and she blinked rapidly to keep them from falling, eyes drifting down to her boots again. The last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of him.

He cleared his throat and headed for the door. “Let’s get something to eat, I’m starving.”

“Oh, Waverly said hello.” Nicole closed the door behind them and fell into step with him as he made his way to the elevator.

“Speaking of Waverly.” He pressed the call button and stared straight ahead. “How is that divorce coming along, Nicole?”

Nicole choked on her own saliva, eyes nearly bugging out of her head as she looked up at him. “Uh, it’s finalized, Sir.”

She knew he had been the one to call Shae when she had been in the hospital this last time but she didn’t ever think he would bring it up. She’d been hoping, praying that he wouldn’t.

It had been bad enough explaining the whole marriage to Wynonna and she really didn’t want to have to explain the whole Vegas trip and marriage to him.

Waverly had been understanding when they finally got the chance to talk about it. Hurt but understanding nonetheless. Just as she had been understanding but hurt about Waverly kissing Rostia.

Those things were in the past though and she really didn’t wanna rehash any of it.

He nodded once, stepping onto the elevator when the doors opened. He waited until the doors were closed and they were well on their way to the lobby before speaking up again. “So, when are you planning on proposing to Waverly?”

Nedley dropped her off at the homestead just as the sun was setting, painting the sky in brilliant hues of pink and a breathtaking blueish purple.

One of Nicole’s all time favorite things about Purgatory were it’s sunsets and sunrises. They were, simply put beautiful and she loved when she got the chance to watch them with Waverly. Bundled up under a blanket together, passing back and forth a thermos of coffee or hot chocolate, Waverly’s head on her shoulder.

Nights and morning spent with Waverly doing nothing more than cuddling and enjoying the beautiful scenery Purgatory has to offer was Nicole’s favorite way to spend her time off.

It wasn’t often that they got to enjoy the simple things in Purgatory. There was always something coming up, something keeping them from just living a normal life. Whether it be demons, witches, or interrupting sisters.

There was always, always something but tonight, Nicole didn’t have to work. Tonight Wynonna was off with Dolls or Doc. Tonight there were no witches, no demons. It would just be her and Waverly and she planned to take full advantage of it.

Nicole walked up the freshly shoveled walkway, making it about halfway before Waverly stepped out onto the porch wearing one of the flannels Nicole had left and a pair of the boxers she usually slept in.

There was something so intimate about seeing Waverly in her clothes, that were just a little too big for her. It was adorable and somehow sexy at the same time and it filled Nicole with this warmth, this happiness.

In a few quick strides Nicole had reached the porch steps and before she even had a chance to climb them, Waverly launched herself into Nicole’s arms.

“I missed you,” Waverly breathed, burying her face in the crook of Nicole’s neck, her arms wrapped around Nicole’s back, slender, soft hands slipping under her winter jacket and fisting her shirt.

Nicole wrapped her arms around Waverly’s waist, pulling her in closer and brushing silky brunette hair with the tip of her nose, inhaling the scent of the shampoo Waverly used and something entirely Waverly.

After a week in sleeping in a hotel room on an uncomfortable bed without Waverly next to her, after spending a week with Nedley and arrogant soon to be officers, after a week without Waverly’s touch, Nicole was finally home.

She was finally where she belonged, where she felt the safest, where she felt loved and wanted.

“I missed you too.” Nicole pulled back, cupping Waverly’s cheeks and kissing the tip of her nose.

Waverly grinned when she brushed her nose along the bridge of Waverly’s, up to her forehead where she placed another gentle kiss.

Waverly grasped the back of her neck, fingers playing with the ends of short red hair. “I made dinner.”

Nicole smiled, unable to stop herself from stealing a quick kiss. “You made me dinner?”

Love for the woman in front of her swelled in her chest, threatening to burst her chest cavity wide open and spill out in the little space between them.

Nedley was right. She needed to marry this woman and she needed to do it soon.

“Well, technically I made myself dinner but you can have some,” Waverly shrugged one shoulder and sighed dramatically with a roll of her eyes. “I guess.”

“Well, if you feed me, I’ll clean up the mess you made in the kitchen,” Nicole said, reaching for Waverly’s hand and lacing their fingers together, leading them up the porch steps.

Waverly was starting to shiver and Nicole wanted to get her inside where she knew a fire was going before she got too cold.

“And what makes you think I made a mess?”

Nicole looked over at her with a knowing look, holding the front door open for her. “Because I know you, Waverly.”

Waverly was without a doubt the best cook in their little band of misfits but God, did she make a huge mess when cooking anything, no matter how small. Nicole was sure that the kitchen was a disaster, but she didn’t mind cleaning it.

If Waverly had went through the trouble of making her dinner then the least Nicole could do was the dishes.

Waverly stuck her tongue out at her before bringing their joined hands up and kissing each of Nicole’s knuckles then pressing an impossibly soft kiss to the scar on her wrist.

“I love you, Nicole Haught.”

The words were whispered against her scar before Waverly pressed a longer kiss to the skin there.

“I love you too, Waverly.” Nicole tugged on her hand, bring her in for another hug. This time Nicole buried her face in the crook of Waverly’s neck, breathing in the smell of her skin. “More than anything.”

#anon #wayhaught #nicole haught #waverly earp #sheriff nedley #prompt #my writing

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sabreean · 3 years

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To start with, plastic-free housekeeping - some of this stuff may eventually warrant posts of their own, I rule out nothing

Paper towels: I have ditched single use tree paper for reusable bamboo paper towels. They can be washed (I wash by hand since I’m not more than arm’s reach from the sink anyway, but they can go in the machine) and reused. I tried cloth towels for a year when the pandemic panic buyers defeated even Amazon but they just aren’t as absorbent as paper, and these maintain absorbency even after being washed and dried multiple times (line or machine). They only get discarded if they are used to pat dry meat or clean up after the dogs. They will probably wear out eventually but there’s no sign of it yet. I use Mavis Miki brand. No, this little mom & pop in British Columbia doesn’t have any of the hippie-charity-ecoactivist bells and whistles of Grove Seedling or others, but I ordered these based on excellent reviews for my first go with reusable bamboo, and I am damned satisfied. Even Grove’s own website has a significant number of poor ratings for consistent reasons that do not apply to the Mavis Miki towels, and I found the same complaints about other brands on Amazon. The towels won’t go back onto a roll after first use of course, but BFD and if that’s a dealbreaker for you, rethink your life choices. Bonus: they are perfectly sized to use on my Swiffer, which their marketing suggests was deliberate. Smart, very smart.

Toilet paper: We are still on our first roll of Cheeky Panda and so far I have no complaints. It’s…toilet paper. I chose this brand because they offered 4 packs (the other big brands in the space didn’t offer less than 10) and their bamboo is sourced so that pandas are not deprived of food. I could also get bamboo Kleenex but since I’m never more than ten steps from the bathroom it’d be kinda dumb, I use the toilet roll. I’ll probably stick with this brand for the same reasons as the bamboo paper towels above; Cheeky Panda also makes them but they are single use. Cheeky Panda is a B Corp that donates part of every pack sold to charities through their Earth, Ocean and People initiative, working towards the UN's Sustainability Goals. Note: I’ve tried bidets and do not like them at all. I don’t feel clean or dry, I feel like I’ve sat on a garden hose. As for washable cloth toilet rolls - are you kidding me? Cloth diapers for the entire household? Yeah, you have fun with that. I even had someone suggest going out and picking leaves or even growing specific plants for toilet leaves, I kid you not. Fucking leaves.

Laundry: Sheets Laundry Club because…well, because they were the first I detergent sheets I heard of but it turns out that other brands make them. The laundry detergent is in sheets in a cardboard box, and they offered a 10 sheet trial pack. I’ve used almost the entire pack and there’s no difference from store bought detergents, so I’m sticking with them. Pro tip: tear them into pieces instead of tossing them in whole, and if you are washing in cold water you can dissolve them in water a bit first. I’d love to wash in cold water but that function is broken on our machine, select it and you still get hot water. I also bought their dryer sheets and again, just as good as store-bought even when it comes to grabbing dog hair and lint, but they are bio-degradable natural fabric with plant-based fabric softeners. Bonus: they work well on the Swiffer. I just learned a couple of weeks ago that you can use dryer sheets instead of the bulkier and more expensive Swiffer sheets because dryer sheets’ whole reason for being is using static to grab lint and dust and hair. I’ve been using Swiffer for almost 10 years and only this month learned this life hack. I am pissed.

Dish soap: Sheets makes dish soap bars so I tried out the starter pack that has one bar and I like it a lot. It doesn’t have the grease-cutting power of Dawn but face it, nothing does no matter what claims other brands make, so I keep a little bottle of Dawn for greasy pans. The bar works great and a little goes a long way. They have unscented as an option and I don’t think we’ve used even half the bar in the four weeks we’ve had it, and we hand-wash everything daily because we have no dishwasher. They also make dishwasher soap. The starter pack came with a coconut scrubber that I knew better than to expect to work at all, I’ve tried coconut scrubbers before. But I bought five more because while they may not scrub, they work great as coasters and trivets and soap dishes and spoon rests. Pro tip: wet your sponge or rag or whatever and run it over the bar a few times instead of running water over it because this stuff suds up a LOT; and don’t use the Sheets soap tray or any wooden soap dish because the bar sticks like glue. They don’t stick to the coconut scrubber so I use that as a soap dish instead.

General cleaning: I’ve been using white vinegar for years; it’s cheap and sold everywhere, it’s multipurpose, it cleans almost anything and you can buy it in glass bottles. I used to keep it in a spray bottle but realized when I moved here that I’d been stupid, just wet a rag or sponge and douse it with vinegar straight from the bottle, duuuhhh. Vinegar & water also works great on a reusable bamboo paper towel for wet Swiffing and I’m just as pissed about only now discovering that hack as I was about the dryer sheet hack, instead buying expensive wet Swiffer pads whose scent I hate. Goddammit. After five weeks of hand washing dishes, my hands are getting dry and itchy so I ordered a pair of If You Care household gloves. These reusable gloves are “…made from FSC Certified latex, i.e. the natural rubber is sourced from a responsibly managed plantation. Furthermore, the rubber tappers, who cut the bark to get the raw material flowing, have received a fair trade premium, and it is their decision how to spend their extra income.” They are also biodegradable if they get worn out, you just scissor them into little bits. I use the bamboo towels for housecleaning but if you really want sponges or scouring pads there are many companies who make such out of a variety of materials: sisal from coconut shells and agave plants, wood pulp, recycled paper fiber, walnut fiber, cellulose, loofah. There are even copper scrubbers out there and some scrap metal recyclers will take them. I will try one when my current steel scrubbers wear out; my partner the trained chef is partial to aluminum skillets and non-metal scrubbers can’t get the job done.

Garbage bags: I have a box of Seventh Generation now but when they run out I’m switching to Unni. 100% compostable but unlike every other biodegradable bag brand on the market, these bags don’t split or tear or soak through. Not at all. Biobags are a great idea but they SUUUUUUCK, you’re lucky to get half the bags off the roll intact and they marinate in the liquid that seeps out into your trash can, and the same was true of every other brand I tried. I found Unni back in Austin when I was collecting food scraps for compost. I wanted to start using biodegradable food waste bags when the city instituted curbside composting, but none of the brands available at Wheatsville Co-Op or Ecowise (OMG I loved Ecowise, please tell me it will be reborn) or Whole Foods were worth the price of a gum wrapper. Then I saw some articles recommending Unni as the real deal, the savior come to redeem us all, so I ordered a box with no hope or expectations. They really worked. They really really work. No tears, no rips, every bag on the roll intact and usable, no soaking through, these things are amazing.

Air freshening: unscented beeswax candles baby! Is your place smelling musty? Can't get that one cooking smell out of the air? Do your dogs fart a lot (our main driver)? Light a candle! It doesn’t need to be scented to consume whatever smell you want to get rid of or whatever room you want to freshen. Real beeswax burns clean, you don’t have to put anything under them to catch dripping wax usually although I don’t know how that works. Note to self: Google that shit cuz now I want to know. Yes, they are significantly more expensive than other candles and if the price is too high, other kinds of candles work just as well for the purpose. I bought mine from a beekeeper here in Hawaii on Etsy and I'm sure that you can find local sellers wherever you are. Or you could buy wax and make your own. Candles are beautiful and calming at night, and I’m one of those freaks who finds joy in looking at flames. Think Milla Jovavich in “Dazed and Confused”, you know the scene.

#hippie #zero waste #eco friendly

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