#i mean im probably still asleep then but oh well

[christhopersturniolo]

୨ MY LITTLE SISTER ୧ matt

summary: you had some plans with your boyfriend matt for the weekend, but something unexpected happens, and you have to babysit your little sister.

notes: this is my second time ever writing a fanfic (go read my first one) and english isn't my first language, it's probably not very detailed and there might be some mistakes, but I hope you enjoy it! all ears to feedbacks, l'd love to know what you think!

warnings: cussing, fluff

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I sigh “And why can’t you take her with you?” I say taking my eyes out of the screen and looking at my mom.

“How long will it take for you to understand that your dad is on a business trip and i’m going on one as well?” She answers walking from a side to another, packing some of her things. “I can’t take her with me, even if I wanted to.”

"But mom-" I start, only to be cut off.

"No buts, Y/n.” She interrupts, her tone firm. “I’m being serious." She looks straight into my eyes "It's what I'm telling you, you'll have to stay with your sister. I won't be paying for a babysitter while you're here with your ass in the couch. You are almost 18, you can very well take care of her, it’s only for the weekend.”

“But I told you I have plans with Matt!” I exclaim, leaning my head back on the headrest of the couch in annoyance.

My mom is about to reply when we hear the sound of my 3 year old little sister's footsteps coming from her room, followed by her little giggles.

We automatically get silent about this topic. I take a deep breath, reminding myself she's not the problem, she's just a child caught up in our adult issues. Bella is not the problem.

Don't get me wrong, I do love my sister, but it's a bit overwhelming to adjust having a sibling after being the only child for years. And with my mom's age, it's unexpected, to say the least.

SKIP TIME

Today is the day that my mom is going to her ‘super important business trip’, and also the day Im supposed to have a date with Matt.

After my mother left at 7am, Bella and I found ourselves up earlier than usual. We already had breakfast, so now, we don’t really have anything to do. We go to the living room, watch some TV.

Bella sits on the couch next to me and chooses the channel. After some good ten minutes, I look at my right to check on her, and she’s completely asleep, what makes me smile.

Until I realize that I didn’t canceled my dinner with Matt.

Shit, I completely forgot to talk with Matt! Fuck!

I get up and I go over to my bedroom, getting my phone and calling him. He takes some seconds to answer the call.

“Babe? Sorry, did I wake you up?” I ask, hoping the answer would be ‘no’.

“No, No, No..” He says with his husky morning voice, he definitely just woke up. “But why are you calling this early? Is something wrong?” I could feel myself getting fucking soaked as he talks, sorry, but his voice in the morning? I can’t take it.

I take a deep breath, trying to think straight. "Um, yeah.. Actually, my mom went out for the weekend, and I have to babysit my sister.. I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the dinner we had planned tonight”

“Oh” A simple response, What does that even mean? He probably hates me now.

"I know you already made the reservation, and I was super excited, I swear," I start saying nothing with nothing, feeling guilty for ruining our plans. "But then my mom told me she had this thing and..."

Before I could finish apologizing, Matt cuts me, understanding. "No babe, that's fine. Don't worry. Maybe we can do something else? With your sister? I have stuff to do all day, but I’m free at night, maybe we can have a sleepover or something?”

I sigh in relief “Yeah sure, that sounds great, I will talk about It with Bella”

“Alright call me later sweetheart, love you, bye” He ends the call and I go back to the living room, getting back on my place.

Bella is still peaceful sleeping on the couch. Not wanting to disturb her, I cover her with a blanket, but my actions unfortunately wake her up, blinking her sleepy eyes open. A small yawn escapes her lips, and she looks at me with a drowsy smile.

"Hey, sleepyhead" I whisper, gently brushing a piece of hair from her face. "Did you have a nice nap?" Bella nods, rubbing her eyes with tiny hands. "Mhm" she murmurs, snuggling deeper into the blanket.

I think about a way to tell her that Matt is coming over before she could fall back asleep “So.. do you remember my boyfriend, Matt?" Bella blinks, her sleepy expression turning curious. "Mm-hmm" she mumbles again, nodding slowly.

“What if.. He came over to a super fun sleepover with us today?” I say trying to sound extra excited to convince her.

Bella's eyes light up with excitement at the mention of a sleepover. "Yeah!" She exclaims, her drowsiness quickly dissipating. "Matt is funny!" Her sentence makes me chuckle “Oh he is?” She nods giggling, It doesn't even look like she just woke up.

The rest of the day, she doesn’t stop talking about Matt.

“Then- Then will Matt play games with me?”

“And can we watch frozen? I think Matt will like it”

Over and over, she’s more excited than me. But I mean, I can’t blame her, It’s Matt over all.

Around 8pm, Matt rings on the doorbell. I go over to the front door, Bella follows me, getting behind my left leg. I open the door and I see my boyfriend with two bouquets of flowers, a big one, and a small one.

“Hey love” He leans for a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, then he hands me the bouquet “This is for you”

A smile appears across my face, I chuckle “Thank you so much.. You really didn’t had to” I say looking at my favorite flowers.

“No that’s fine, don’t worry” Matt returns the smile, his eyes lighting up as he sees Bella peeking out shyly from behind me. "Hey, Bella" he says warmly, crouching down to her level. "I also brought these for you, little princess" he says, offering her the smaller bouquet with a gentle smile.

Bella looks at me, seeing Bella's hesitation, I give her a soft nod, silently urging her to accept the flowers from Matt. With a shy smile, Bella reaches out and takes the bouquet from him, still with one hand around my leg.

“What do we say Bella?” I place my hand on the top of her head, caressing her hair.

“Thank you Matt” She says still shy.

"You're welcome, Belly" He responds getting up, his voice gentle and kind.

Some hours after playing some board games and talking, Bella decided to go get her toys.

She returns carrying a bunch of dolls and stuffed animals, then she settles onto the carpet in front of us and places everything there. “Matt come play with me!” She says excited with some barbie’s in her small hands.

He gets up from the couch, and sits down next to Bella on the floor “Alright so what doll am I?” Bella looks around “Hmmm..” She grabs a really bad looking doll, marker-covered, and hands it to Matt. I automatically start laughing uncontrollably, Matt matches the energy.

I am just watching as they play, Bella makes Matt use a girly voice, what just makes everything ten times better for my entertainment.

After Bella got tired of playing with her toys, she made us watch frozen, it’s her favorite movie, this is probably her fifth time watching it. I sit on the left side of the couch, Matt on the middle and my sister next to him. Some 30 minutes after the movie started, Bella is already with her head on Matt’s lap, sleeping like a little angel, as Matt gently strokes her hair and she snuggles closer to him.

His eyes meet mine, seeing me watching him, he smiles “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” With a soft smile, I rest my head on Matt's shoulder “You just look so cute taking care of kids” He chuckles and leaves a kiss on the top of my head.

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this actually sucked, i’m so bad at doing cute scenes, this def wasn’t what I had in mind lol, maybe i will delete it later.

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #fanfic #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo smut #sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets x reader #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader

[kisses4lao]

Ok so I was thinking about a smut with a leech and wanted to ask you to do (i love how u write)

What about a AFAB!reader that likes to open her mouth and sometimes you do it without realizing it.

I read somewhere that eels have it like an invitation to mate or something like that (dont remember so much)

And about if is jade or floyd… well, both are my favs so I cant choose. What works better I guess

EEK TYSM!!! I feel as tho floyd would fit this better bc jade is a smart boy, probs knows that humans just open their mouths wide for random shit but floyd

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Hes a lil stupid when it comes to these things(I love him I swear)

10/10, would fuck in the VIP room again

-floyd probably lmao(also the name of the fic)

♧CW!!! fem reader, breeding kink yas slay, unsafe sex(wear condoms kids), degrading(? Floyd calls us a slut for yawning around other men but he loves us 🤞), little to no foreplay hes too hawny, semi public sex, pwp?, mentions of jade but light, none that I can think of right now but floyd is such a silly little goose(im terrified of him)

NOT PROOFREAD

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♧ you were originally here to study.

Seeing as your boyfriend, Floyd, was nowhere to be seen. Sitting in the mostro lounge while waiting for Floyd to be on break was a normal occurrence.

Since it had been awhile with slight glimpses of him taking care of customers, you decided to start studying on your own. Opening up a text book and starting to read and take notes, Jade comes over with your order.

"Apologies for my brother taking so long. The customers he has are being seriously rude, we're trying our best to have him not squish them." Jade says as he places your tea on the table in front of you.

"How long will he be?" You ask as you take a small sip of your tea. Jade rests his chin on his hand as he closes his eyes, seemingly in thought.

"Soon." He simply says as he walks away.

Although odd, you've gotten used to Jades strange behavior. As you were about to return to studying, you spotted Floyd waiting on the table across from you. He shoots you a smile before turning back to his customers.

You took that as a sign to go back to studying. Flipping open your text book, you begin to take notes again. As you get further into the book, your eyelids begin to feel heavy. Resting your head on your hand, you start to close your eyes for longer periods once blinking.

As you began to drift off to a light sleep, you felt yourself yawning as you began to shift in your chair.

Having finally settled in a comfortable position, you begin to get lulled into a peaceful sleep by the surround sound of calming music in the lounge.

Drifting off, you get woken up by a sudden loud noise. "Boo!" It was Floyd, creeping up behind you just to scare you awake. Playfully punching his chest as you complain about how you just fell asleep, he takes your hand, leading you off somewhere.

"Floyd, where are you taking me?" You say between giggles. "Somewhere, it'll be fun, I promise." He says as he gives you a wink.

He leads you to the VIP room, which usually isn't occupied by anyone, like now. Just the two of you. He turns around to lock the door, he turns back to you, eyes widened with an unpleasant look on his face.

"That thing you did out there, I cant believe you did it infront of other men. Do you understand what they may think now? Think im not your boyfriend? Think I dont treat you well enough?" Confusion. All you felt in the moment was pure confusion.

"Floyd, what the fuck are you talking about? I was just studying, nothing happened." You could tell he was getting frustrated. "That thing! Where you opened your mouth wide!"

"You mean yawning? The.... thing people do.... when they're tired?"

"You can't do that around merfolk." Oh. Oh? This seems like something you can tease him on.

"Oh? And whys that, Mr eel boy?" You say as you chuckle. Somehow, floyd got even more pissed at this, he slammed both your arms above you and against the wall behind you, eyes still wide, and very much angry.

"You don't understand what you're doing. You're making a mating invite by doing that, what if the other merfolk saw? Or worse, what if Jade saw?"

"Floyd im sorry okay, I didn't mean to, seriously-" you were cut off by him smashing his lips onto yours, you fed into it, not resisting in the slightest.

He began to sink his head down to your neck, making soft bites on it and licking up the semi bloody aftermath. "If you want to act like a slut, then I'll fuck you like one." He says before digging his open hend into the flesh of your thigh and biting down on your collar bone.

You choke out a groan at the sudden pain as floyd slowly kisses the bite, making it feel more pleasurable than anything.

Once hes done, he looks up at you. "You're okay with this, right?"

"Yeah, just don't do anything stupid." You're able to say between puffs of hot air. Giving you a smile, he hooks his finger under the strap of your panties, taking his other hand off your wrists. Sliding down the peice of fabric while biting off his glove, he starts to suck on your neck as he begins to work his fingers into you.

Taking his thumb and rubbing it over your clit as he slowly sinks two fingers inside you. You moan out as he begins to curl them in you, sucking on the bite mark you made earlier.

"F-fuck... I cant take it anymore." Floyd groans out as he unbuckles his belt. Lining up his thick cock with your hole, "You're sure you're okay with this, right?" He says one last time in a panted breath.

"Yes just... don't do anything stupid-" and you were cut off once again by him doing something stupid.

He thrusts his whole length into you at once, earning a low, throaty groan from him as you were just trying to find stability. He takes both you thighs and wraps them around his waist, being able to hit much deeper in the position.

Mere seconds later, all the pain you felt turned into pure, absolute pleasure as he started fucking you against the wall.

Filling the room with moans of utter bliss from the both of you, having Floyd come completely undone after minutes. "I'm gonna fill you up so fucking good- make everyone know you're mine- have those other eel bitches know if you're gonna be a slut, you're gonna be mine, understood?"

You're barely able to make his words out as you start to feel lightheaded from the pleasure. His grip on you tightens as you feel him twitch inside you. "Fuck, im gonna-" he was cut off by a powerful moan as he came inside you, slowing down his pace in the process.

Floyd slowly sinks down to the floor as he places you down on it, leaving you for a moment as he grabs a wash cloth. He starts to clean you in silence, waiting for you to say something. You were too tired to speak, however.

Once you're clean, he makes himself presentable again as he picks you up and walks you back to your table. Once he sets you down, he walks off and brings back a bottle of water and some snacks.

"Dont worry, they're on me." He says with a wink.

As he turns to walk away, you grab onto his sleeve to get his attention. He leans in close to hear you over the bustling crowd. "Floyd, I didn't get to fini-" he places his index finger over your mouth.

"Now, now, I didn't forget my dear, I promise. If you're good today then I'll double it tonight, hm?" And with that, he walks off and returns to his job where jade and azul kept yelling at him for bailing.

As you sit in silence while occasionally looking over at Floyd, he makes eye contact with you while being yelled at. Going back to you table, you realize something, your tea has gone cold.

Oh dear, whoever will you call over to replace it?

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A/n: i had no clue how to end this fic wiwhwihsiwow im going insane

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland smut #twst smut #floyd leech #floyd twst #twst floyd #floyd leech smut #twst floyd smut #floyd twst smut #jade is mentioned but hes not important #sorry jade enjoyers lmao

[naompspsps]

How they would act when you fall asleep on their shoulder Pt. 3

Part 2 (Floyd, Idia & Vil x Nb!Reader)

Summary: You had a long morning, and you didn't even get enough sleep so now you are very tired, But sitting with them in the courtyard during lunch break, while they talk you find yourself falling asleep, your head on their shoulder.

Ft. Epel, Lilia & Malleus x NB!Reader [Seperate] (+Epel mentioning Vil, ofc., Wingman Lilia in Malleus' part, Lilia mentioning Silver in Malleus' part)

A/n: If people are scared of Malleus, Then Imma be the one to go near him. MALLEUS COME GIVE ME A HUG (this man is literally 1 foot and 3 inches taller than me but okay)

Mentions: Epel speaking his own accent cuz Vil aint here. Epel calling you darling at the end of his short story, Lilia calling you love at the end of his short story. MALLEUS NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO BUT DOES THE MOST TOE CURLING, AIR PUNCHING, BED PUNCHING, OXYGEN NEEDING THING EVER. Fluff<33

(Warning: Character may be OOC from what you think, these are just hcs of how I think they'd act towards their crushiecakes)

! do not repost or translate my works anywhere. do not copy or use my works in any site, Reblogs are appreciated alot though !

Epel

At some point we all just thought he was a female, blame his appearance. (but he's still our pretty manly boy 😔) So he was pissed at you for a while, until you both got along and that was when he realized "oh. I have a crush."

So you sleeping on him is one of the best things to ever happen to him. He would fanboy so much but he knows he has to stay quiet, don't wanna bother you in your sleep or you would give him silent glares. He hates that. He will try not to cry but end up sobbing. He'll do the basic thing, let you rest on him while he reads the rule book Vil made just for him because He kept on doing his own sporty thing.

"This is so darn annoying!" Epel curses under his breath, flipping through the pages. He looks at you; looking at the pages but you weren't reading it, just staring at it's non-existent soul. He doesn't mind it though, he continues his own thing, reading the book so he doesn't have to get another 1 hour of scolding. "Vil.. Always tryna judge me.." Epel mutters. His attention goes back to you as you set your head down on his shoulder and closing your eyes.

"Hey- [Name]??" He tilts his head to the side, checking if you were alright. "Ah. Yer' asleep.. And yer' using my shoulder as a pillow..." He whispers, his face slowly turning red in realization. "Oh.. Oh." He looks away, clearly panicking. What should he do?! Be manly. Be.. Manly. He moves his hand to your waist, pulling you closer while his other hand flips through the pages of the book that's on his lap. "Rest well, Darlin'." He mumbles.

Lilia

Being honest for the millionth time; you don't even need to surprise him. He's been noticing how you've been falling asleep in the most random times ever. Which is why you are on the grass, sitting under the apple tree, to help him and you to hide from the sun. He just tells you to sleep on his lap, with his blazer folded into a pillow on his lap. (Father and son moments LMAOO)

He would probably cook for you later (Im sorry he literally would. Unless you escape from his cooking but 💀💀) so forget about you eating, you can eat later when it's breaktime. You need sleep, energy. How will you do your schoolworks if you're that exhausted? Meaning with no energy, you can get more stressed by having more piles of assignments. He would definitely try to help you do your assignments later, but matters aside, he knows you're tired.

Listening to Lilia's babbles is interesting, one side of you thinks his stories are interesting, but the other side is telling you you're to tired to listen to more. Lilia has had his eyes on you for a while now. While he talks, He's just been folding his blazer and putting it on his lap. "So that's what happened to him, funny, right?" He asks, Pressing the blazer for it to get comfy. "Mhm.." You tiredly nod. Your head slowly falls on his shoulder. "Ah- Just as I expected." He mumbles.

You slowly raise your head to look at him confusedly. "..What?" You ask. "Khee-hee, you're tired aren't you? come here." Lilia holds your hand, his free hand grabbing your head and pulling your head on his lap. "Go take a nap. You must have a hard time in class, yes?" You stare at him for a moment and shrug, getting into positions and sleeping. Seems comfy enough, he can just wake you up if the bell rings. Maybe he can use this as his opportunity, He softly hums a lullaby, a song he used to hum Silver when he was a baby. Once you were fully asleep, he smiles. "Khee-hee- Dream about me love."

Malleus

To start with this, Malleus doesn't even know what to do :D He's just there like 'What do I do???' but you should thank Lilia for teaching Malleus. Lilia just tells Malleus to let you sleep, if he wants he can even let you sleep on him but in a more comfortable position. Malleus fans and lovers, don't go insane but believe me he would carry you with ease and put you on his lap, hugging you.

Lilia just laughs at how he's brave enough to even do that. Once you wake up he probably expects screaming and panicking. Not like the murderous scream, no. The literal embarrassed, simping scream ever. Malleus is happy you aren't afraid to sleep on him and he will continue to let you sleep on him as much as you want<3

"[Name], What do you think about that?" Malleus asks you, who is currently dozing off. "[Name]?" He calls out, eyes slightly widening in surprise as you fall asleep on his shoulder. Watching you sleep peacefully on him, his eyes sparkles. But he goes back to reality, not knowing how to help you. He knows you're sleeping and it's reasonable but, how does he know if your comfortable? "Maybe you should help them get comfortable by letting them lie down on you or.. Hug them." Lilia says, hanging upside-down at the apple tree. "Lilia? What are you doing here?" Malleus looks up, Lilia hums and walks back down to the floor.

"I'm just looking out for you and the others, I'm gonna go find Silver next, He might be sleeping in the hallway again." He takes steps away, but turns back to Malleus. "Take my advice, you really should do either of those." He chuckles, walking away. It just leaves Malleus, looking at you. "Hug.. them..?" He repeats. He softly shakes his head, grabbing your waist, soft enough to not awake you and putting you on his lap, he wraps his arms around your waist, your head resting on his chest. "..Will you have a good dream if I hug you like this?.." He asks and sighing. "I do hope you do."

Author's end note: I hope I didn't accidentally smack any of yall to sleep Lilia, Malleus and Epel lovers because I smacked myself to sleep because of Malleus. I got smacked asleep by my own story.

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[lbcreations-blog]

Holy Mother Of Many

Summary: You are the wife of God himself. You both made many amazing angelic children such as Lucifer and Sera, one day in many of the galaxys and cosmos problems occurred, so you set out to fix the problems while intrusting your husband with your children. But what you didn't know was when leaving many bad things would happen, making hardly any good come out of it.

Female mother reader

All plotonic

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You had a relationship with the holy father God himself. You were his devine wife, the holy mother of all creations. You were together since the start of everything.

You had many devine children, one of your favorites being little Lucifer. Just seeing him when he was a baby, you knew he would have a similar personality to you. Sadly, you never got to find out due to you having to leave to do other things like glaxeys and cosmos to look after. Before you left, you instructed your husband to look after both of your creations. You then left the home you loved.

Oh, how would you regret that decision.

??? Years later

You were now working on a glaxey in your main form (which is like atleast 300ft tall) when you realized you should really take a vacay and see your husband again and all your angelic children, I mean it has been many many many many many many many years.

A few mins later, you arrived in front of heavens gates in your smol form (7 ft tall). About to walk in, you saw a blonde male at a podium. "Oh greetings, mister!" You said to the man. "Welcome to heaven ma'am! May I please get your name." The man said to you.

"Name? Why do you need my name?" You asked. "Well-" "St Peter, let me deal with this," Sera interrupted Peter and told him so while flying down from somewhere. "Yes, Sera," St Peter said, then flying away. "Wait, Sera?" You said, "Hello mother, " Sera said softly, smiling. You quickly hugged her. "Oh, Sera, my darling daughter!" You said.

You moved slightly backward so you can have eye contact with her. "Oh, sweety, you're all grown up! Im so sorry that i haven't been here!" You told Sera. "It's alright, mother," she told you. "Anyway, what's up with the whole name thing? And where's Luci? And all my other beautiful children?" You asked her.

"Let's go and talk about this somewhere else," Sera said as she telaported you both into what you assumed was her office. "Take a seat, mother," Sera told you. You listened to your daughter and sat down on the comfortable seat.

"You see Mother when you left. Father decided to sleep once i and some of the others were old enough, and he is still sleeping. When he first fell asleep, some of the oldest ones and I made a project called Earth, and we made these creatures called humans. And well... Lucifer destroyed it with childish actions. He brought evil into earth, and in turn, he created his own doman fill of that evil. He lives there, ruling the doman of evil." Sera told you.

"WHAT⁉️"

TIME SKIP

"You know what, I'm going down there to check on him," you told Sera. "But mother," Sera began "no don't even think about it, Sera," you said, getting up. "Yes, mother," Sera said, making a portal in front of the hotel for you. "I'll talk to you more once i return," you said, entering the portal. "Yes, mother," she said not trying to upset you anymore.

"I wonder why Sera telaported me in front of a hotel." You sighed. "Oh well, he's probably in there. I can sense my boy," you said, walking up to the door.

You knocked on the door, and a few minutes later, a pink and white spider looking guy opened it and looked at you in shock. "Hey uh Vaggie there is an angel at the door!" The guy said toward what you saw to be an ex angel, going by her aura, wings, and lack of halo, at least.

"Oh shoot, I'll go get Charlie you let her get comfy," Vaggie said to the pink and white spider guy. "But isn't she busy with something important with Alastor?" The guy asked. "Oh, right! I guess I'll get Lucifer and be nice to her Angel!" Vaggie said, running up the hotel stairs. You smiled at the mention of Lucifer, You were so excited to see your son.

You now sat on the couch, which the man named Angel kindly led you to sit on and wait. While waiting, who you now learned was named Angel dust tried making small talk with you. But it did not really end up well he seemed to be nervous for some reason, but you decided not to overlook it in some way.

After a few minutes of waiting, a portal finally opened. Lucifer walked into the hotel lobby and made eye contact with you. You immediately telaported to him and tightly hugged him. "Oh Luci, my son. I'm so happy to see you again!" You told him.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Lucifer asked you. "To see you ofcourse" You told him, holding his rosy cheeks and looking down at him. "I would have came much much earlier if I knew what happened to you all those years ago, but I intrusted your now excuse of a father to you and your siblings."

"Are you alright, though? I'm aware the... Fall. Was, alot," "Of course im alright Mom, i have a daughter now. " Your smile increased at that information. "I have a granddaughter?!" You asked Lucifer, squishing his rosy cheeks even more. "Indeed you do, mom," Lucifer told you. "Oh my word, im a grandmother! That's crazy so where is she?" You asked him.

"Well... she just walked through the doors right now. " You looked behind you seeing the splitting image of your son in a female form. You smiled cheek to cheek upon seeing this just seeing her. You knew the both had at least a similar personality.

"Dad, why is there an angel here?" His daughter asked. "Charlie, this is your grandmother." "It's nice to meet you, my granddaughter." "It's nice to meet you too. My name is Charlie, but you already know that, i have one question, though: how come i did not see you in heaven?" Charlie asked.

"Well, i was busy with a lot of work at that moment," you told her. "Oh! uhm! Can I tell you about this project im working on!?" Charlie asked you. "Sure ofcourse go ahead. I'd love to hear of such" Charlie bounced up upon hearing that and started walking you through the hotel with your son that Vaggie girl and what you sensed to be a smiling fellow behind he did not speak yet though.

You needed to wake up your husband and scoled him for his passed actions and Sera as well, but for now, you would enjoy the company of the Hazbin Hotel.

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[horanghaeluvsinniehae]

SKZ!BFF DRUNKLY CONFESSING PT.2 pt.1

||BANG CHAN||LEE MINHO||SEO CHANGBIN||HWANG HYUNJIN||HAN JISUNG||LEE FELIX||KIM SEUNGMIN||YANG JEONGIN||

You rushed to get off the bus and quickly walk home. You didn’t want to make him wait and you wanted to know if he really meant it all…

You arrived at your apartment and quickly put away your stuff and changed out of your clothes into some more comfortable ones.

You texted Bin that he can call you now and he didn’t waste a second, so you tapped the green button as soon as it popped up.

“Hi y/n!” You could hear how nervous he was.

“Hi Binnie!” You greeted him sweetly to let him know that everything’s gonna be okay.

“Y/nah before you say anything i want to say that i'm incredibly sorry for how i acted and it was very stupid of me and i hope you're not mad at me and we can stay friends…” His voice was full of regret and even if it was through the phone, you could hear how sincere he was.

“Oh Binnie, there’s nothing to be sorry about because I really like you too and I miss you a lot actually…but even if this wasn’t the confession you had in mind i don't mind that it happened like this over text. I’m just glad that you like me and that I don’t have to pretend like I'm not head over heels for you anymore.” You chuckled a bit and smiled to yourself.

However the other end was completely silent…there was an awkward silence and you started to think that Changbin didn’t mean what he wrote last night, but then his loud booming voice scared you.

“WOOOO Y/NAH I'M SO HAPPY YOU CAN'T IMAGINE OH MY GOSH! I HAD TO MUTE THE PHONES SO YOUR EARS WON'T BLEED BECAUSE OF MY CHEERING!” You heard and this instantly made you smile so big it hurt your cheeks.

“Will you be mine please?” He said in a signature cute changbin voice. You could basically see him infront of you.

“Of course I’ll be Changbinah!! Gosh I can't wait for you to get home!” You said and your brain already started creating the scenarios and you already felt like you’re going to explode if you don’t see him soon.

“Seriously thank you Y/nah im so so happy that you like me too!”

“Believe me Binnie i'm just as much happy to be with you!” You told him honestly.

“I have to go to rehearsal, love, but I’ll text you after yeah? You’ll probably be asleep so it’s okay if you won’t answer.” Binnie said with a bit of a sad tone but he was still so so happy.

“It’s alright Bin you’re an idol after all!” You tried to let him know that it’s totally understandable.

“Okay lovely sleep well please and thank you again!” He said and made kissing noises. You chuckled at his antics.

“And you have a good rehearsal Binnie! Bye bye talk to you later!” You made the kissing noises too and got very flustered. You were glad he couldn’t see your face right now.

“Bye byee” he said and hung up the phone.

After you just realised that you’re now dating THE Seo Changbin plus he called you love and lovely(!!) you screamed into the pillow next to you and you were just so unbelievably happy.

Hi guys! I hope you enjoyed this one too!! And if you have any suggestions/questions/requests feel free to tell me!<3

#ot8 skz #ot8 x reader #skz #stray kids #stray kids fake texts #skz fluff #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz changbin #stray kids x reader #stray kids seo changbin #skz seo changbin #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines #stray kids changbin #changbin x reader #seo changbin x reader #seo changbin #changbin

[serendipityandbenevolence]

I gotta say, when I passed out last night after writing this post, I didn't expect to wake up to people actually liking it. but hey! thanks for the support. As per my little footnote (if you didn't read it then sucks to be you ig) the people who commented got first choice of which characters im going to write. love y'all by the way <3 which means that first up is... Dottore! (as requested by @amber-sekio and @gallantys)

(I am not playing rn when I say that I spent a large amount of time reading Dottore x reader fanfic so I could figure out how the hell to write him and this is probably still ooc but i did my best)

Contains - Yandere behavior (kept to a minimum though) dottore being a charming ray of a human (he mentions enslaving other countries), discussions of blood and injuries

"Dottore?"

The silence from the hallway was almost deafening. The sudden intense quiet was broken only by the gentle crackle of the fire, a welcome reprieve as your words hung in the air. Perhaps it was stupid, to call for a person who may not be there and who, of all the Harbingers, might be the most likely to still attempt to kill you. A foolish whim, but nearly dying does funny things to a person's rational.

Your door slid open silently, revealing the Doctor himself peering in at you. He did not appear to be wearing his mask, but with the low light and strands of blue hair covering his face, you couldn't make out his features well.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

Something was wrong. His voice was too soft, his words too gentle, the whole demeanor was wrong. You knew he had segments that acted differently, but you couldn't imagine Dottore ever being that kind sounding. But you were in too deep.

"Can you come in here, please? I need to ask you a question."

A few murmurs struck up behind him, but Dottore simply nodded and stepped into the room, turning his back to you as shut the door.

"You know..." he mused as he clicked the lock shut.

Ah, there it was. With the door closed, his voice changed, with that hint of cruelty and mania that you had come to associate with him lacing his words. His blood red eyes bored into you, a sly smile creeping across his face.

"Oh, what's with the expression? You seem a little scared of me, Divine One. Am I not as nice as you assumed?"

He didn't allow you to answer, pacing closer to where you lay, buried beneath the pile of blankets.

"There's really no need to be scared of me. After all, I was the one who nursed you so lovingly back to health when you were brought here out of the cold. Aren't I so generous?"

"You healed me?"

You didn't bother hiding your concern. You kicked off your pile of blankets and assessed your body, trying to see if any of your organs were missing.

"My my, do you have such little faith in me? I am a doctor after all. One of the best I'll have you know."

He leaned against the wall by your bedside, giving you a rather unnerving grin.

"Well, you have my undivided attention. What was it that you wanted to ask me?"

You were starting to think that it was a very bad idea to ask for Dottore, but you also suspected that saying you wanted to talk to someone else would go over even worse.

"Yes, I just...wanted to know what I missed while I was asleep. You know, with the other nations."

"Ahh, of course! Well, upon some reflection they seem to have come to the conclusion that you are the actual creator and not a 'fake' as they so cruelly labelled you. Needless to say, quite a few letters of apology have been sent begging for your forgiveness for their dreadful ignorance. Including-"

He reached over to you, laying a shockingly gentle hand upon your bandaged side.

"-the one who nearly killed you."

"You know who it is?" you asked in surprise.

"But of course! Simply assessing your wound, I could tell the weapon and the particular style of it, which made it rather easy to cross-referencing that with the time and location that you were attacked and deduce your attacker with little difficulty. "

"Really?"

He scoffed. "No, of course not. They mentioned in their letter that they were the one who harmed you."

Dottore stepped away from you, pacing towards the door as he pulled a crumpled note from his pocket and tossed it onto the end of your bed.

"You should read it sometime, it is truly a delightfully pathetic read. They only made one mistake."

"Mistake?"

He turned to look at you and you saw that all of the cruel humor that had covered his face was gone, replaced with an infinitely scarier coldness.

"They signed their name. So now, I know exactly who will be my next experiment, when we invade the other nations."

There was silence for a moment, before his features softened and he let out a soft laugh.

"You should sleep. It's the best medicine after all. We can discuss this more in the morning."

Dottore went to turn from you once more, but paused as you opened your mouth.

"Dottore, burn the letter. I don't want to read what they have to say."

A wicked grin flashed across his face as he snatched the letter back up and strode towards the fire.

"You know, I think-"

He tossed the letter into the embers and watched as it instantly caught alight.

"-that you and I will get along very, very well."

Dottore pulled the door open and gave you one last comment before leaving, not even turning his head.

"Sweet dreams, Your Grace."

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That took me so long to write guys 😭 but anyway i hope you liked it! like i said earlier, i struggle a bit with dottore because he has all his different segments with different personalities but i think this turned out okay.

Also, the order for the next few harbingers will go as such

Tartaglia- requested by @gallantys and @followingyou247

Pierro - requested by @mistresssasori

Capitano - requested by @moonlite-drabbles @megsthings and @legendarysacrificer-blog (yall really love him clearly)

If you guys want to help me pick the order after that, go ahead in the comments!

also tagging @heizoubeloved in this because you mentioned wanting to see more!

#yandere genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin sagau #dottore x reader #fatui x reader #fatui harbingers

[canaidliafail]

stay grounded pt.2

streamer Abby anderson x streamer reader 🌿

[part 1] [part 3]

TW: weed & poor usage of the english language. MDI

quick note: HUUUUGE thank you to all the comments and reblogs and asks 🥹🤲🏻 I never thought I would get to experience such overwhelming support regarding my silly lil fics so Im very grateful and hope you enjoy the upcoming parts just as much

24 full hours passed until the moment you were almost ready to open her message. You didn’t know what to say or what she was going to ask. You liked the message there because what if the conversation just didn’t go well? What if she was reaching out to complain about your fans ? or what if…well just

what if

You checked the time and then your phone.Depending on where she lived you either were about to respond way too early or way too late and that mattered to you a lot because you needed to have excuses made accordingly for he lack of responding

“she is at the gym” or “she’s probably asleep”

“heyyyy :)” you typed the response and stared at it for a hard minute. Was it childish? no it was fine, it seemed friendly

you erased it and typed a “hi :)”

no now I seem passive aggressive

you erased it again and typed a “heyy” and pressed send before you could overthink that as well. Your eyes were glued on the screen and you almost forgot to blink. After a few minutes you exited the convo and pretended you were busy re-organizing the furniture in your living room and sweeping the surface of the coffee table. Your phone pinged and you lunged yourself on the couch grabbing it and looking at who texted you

It was June who sent you a link to a tiktok.

june: check this out!!!

kys

you typed annoyed and she sent a crying face with a series of messages complaining about how much of a bully you were. You opened your ps4 and decided to continue playing valhalla

your fingers started to twitch and you kept clenching your jaw and gritting your teeth stressed. You needed a distraction so in the spur of the moment you posted a story announcing you would be doing a casual stream playing valhalla in 30 minutes and went to roll a blunt while preparing everything.

you checked your phone one last time to see that your message was still left unopened and you feared it would stay that way.

“fuck snap out of it” you whispered rubbing your temples and taking one last slow drag. You carefully put the blunt on your moon shaped ashtray and left it on the living room along with your phone which was on mute.

You did your makeup and checked yourself ok the monitor a couple of times making sure everything looked right from every angle and looked at the mirror at the side of your computer checking your posture and how the clothes you chose sat on you.

You went for the disheveled look with a baggy T and sweat’s structured in a way that looked messy. You would never admit that this carefree “breezy” look took you a good few hours to perfect

you finally turned on your stream and waited for the majority of people to tune in “Hey everyone!”

you greeted them and started reading through the comments while discreetly checking yourself in the viewfinder so that your jaw stayed sharp and your hair in tact

“Hi nice to have you back Grim!” you tried to engage in longer conversations with names you saw pop up frequently in your streams and 20 minutes in you sat back and went to open your game

“alright I don’t have much time today but I thought we could hang out while I go do some tasks in valhalla. I wanna clear out some regions”

you went back and forth from your game screen to your chat occasionally replying but mostly reacting to the game

“Oh that Eivor figure ? Yes so as much as I want it I just can’t justify a purchase like that yet…But hey its on my wishlist so I owe a date to anyone who gets it for me” you said with a soft chuckle and then paused the game to throw out a disclaimer

“seriously though don’t- I, I mean sure do that if you want to but I know kost of you are college students so please don’t throw your money on me in such a way ok?” you said and checked the chat with a soft smile. A big chunk of your crowd was very sweet saying that they wanted to get you something from your wishlist and you entertained them while also reminding them to be responsible with their money

truthfully you made enough from this job and while your wishlist was open you didn’t have the necessity to ask people for gifts unless they started the conversation first

The stream was nice and slow without much happening till out of nowhere you started hearing more and more often the “subscribed to your channel” notification and started getting confused

“My god, welcome but where are all of you coming from?” you asked genuinely confused and saw the chat interacting with another favored figure. Favored by you and by your overlapping audience

staygrounded69: So this is the game you recommended. Looks interesting

Your ears were burning and your hands started to shake. You pretending to be reading, not trusting yourself to speak without stuttering. Abby, Abigail fucking Anderson was watching your stream

“Oh look whos here! Id tell you all to greet Abs but I'm sure most of you somehow found me through her today” you awkwardly said and went back to the game. Someone shamelessly sent a superchat with a voice note

“Abby should dress up as Eivor. She has the muscles” and your eyes widened at the image of that.

“That's a nice idea but she should play the game and see if she even likes it in the first place guys”

staygrounded69: Im intrigued by it for sure!

you could almost here her, hell you could almost picture the way she would say that and it did nothing to calm your nerves so in a rush you tried to end the stream feigning sleep taking over you and saying a bold lie that you had early classes tomorrow.

Once you logged out you turned off your pc and sat on your chair for a good few minutes breathing in and out thinking back to what had just happened

this was impossible. How? Why? no back to how. Actually why is better

why did she watch my stream?

You jumped off your chair and ran to the living room remembering the message. Sure enough there was a notification from the woman herself. Multiple actually

staygrounded69: the game you suggested seems interesting enough. Wanna gimme a summary of it yourself?

and then

staygrounded69: sorry was that overwhelming? Shit my fans go wild sometimes

You tapped to see her stories and her last was a photo of her living room, her dog Alice on the floor laying and her screen showing your stream. You took a good look at the image and your eyes stayed fixed on the corner of the pic where you could see her cropped frame showing only her spread legs in those mouth watering gray sweatpants

you went back to the messages

No its fine! caught me off guard is all but thanks for the shoutout <33

you answered and cringed at how formal and distant your response seemed

And of course I hope you actually enjoyed my stream

you waited and waited and a few minutes later you saw the sent turn into seen and the three dots appeared of her typing and deleting her message

staygrounded69: I did. Weird I never came across you before but you are very entertaining. Got a good look at what valhalla is about as well

no please don’t judge it by my stream today! its so much more than the shitty little quests I did today

you rushed to send the message, your passion overclouding your judgment and throwing your plans on the mysterious flirting out of the fucking window

You wanted to double text and divert the conversation to something else so that it would keep going but didn’t know how and felt that perhaps, that would’ve been a little more ambitious of you. After all she did only text you about the game in the first place

While you weren’t surprised about it but was a bit crestfallen, the conversation ended there with Abby leaving you on seen

•••

the next two days you obsessively waited for her to post a photo, which she didn’t and waited for a story which there was none and eventually with your friends help you shoved your phone in your bag and tried to get over it

It helped that you had a fat stack of assignments to work through for the week so you buried your head in fabrics and threads and tried to finish the project that was given.

a suit, which meant one inch sewn too far and the thing would be loose and crooked. You used once again yourself as a model for the costume since dragging your friends away from their work and studies didn’t sit well with you. Besides, anyone would be bored of having to sit and wait for you to stitch ,measure, sew, tell them to get up, make them put it on and then do all of that fifty times over till you got the piece right.

Cassie did insist she would love doing that for you given that she had the time but you still refused.

You would love to eventually have an actual model for your end of year fashion show but until then You'd just have to do.

By Friday everything was fixed and wrapped ready to be presented. You were waiting in line as all of you presented your work to the professor and she took her time studying each student's work. You had already tried the suit on and had taken photos to have proof that the measurements were correct both on you and on the doll that you used so you weren't too worried about it.

You had posted the photos on your profile unsure of how they would go since you felt like no one would care enough about things unrelated to the games you play.

“You did a good job. This Fabric though, Why did you choose it?”

your throat was dry and your nerves on edge

“I wanted the extra effect and felt velvet would look good on some parts”

“I see. Try to add extra effect when you learn how to do the basics first, alright?”

You wanted to cry but just gave a curt nod, put the suit back in the bag and went to the back of the class waiting for the short examination to end. This week had a banging start and a Godawful end and you couldn’t wait to go home and sleep it off. You checked the time. one more class and then you were free

In between lectures you decided to head to the cafeteria to see if there was anything left to snack on besides protein bars that tasted like dust or chips which, of course there wasn’t. Kitchen was open only in the early hours which left all of you who had afternoon-night classes to starve and figure it out on your own. With a sigh you went to the guy and asked for a coffee

“I want-“

“Iced latte, sugar and hazelnut syrup. Don’t worry I remember the type of cake you get in your espresso”

you chuckled and leaned against the counter scrolling leisurely through your feed not bothering to check the likes or comments yet

“long week?”

“yeah and I had project presentation too”

“oh shit. What major are you in again?”

“Fashion design and construction. I like it not complaining just-“

You were checking everyone's stories eventually landing on Ellies and had to double check making sure you weren’t mistaken or too sleep deprived to see well. She has shared your post of you wearing your velvet crimson suit. A deep V cut suit and she boldly left a little note at the corner

A good day to be a lesbian

“just?” The barista asked passing you, your coffee which you barely heard, too confused on how she even found you. Making the immediate and only reasonable connection you checked Abby's feed. She had shared your photo a few hours before ellie did and she left a little comment of her own. Way more specific and catered to you making your stomach do a backflip

This woman ♡

Your knees were weak and you started to feel nauseous. You took a seat at the counter looking up at the barista

“mind if I take a seat?”

“sure, did something happen? You don’t look so good”

“I'm fine- thanks…Just light headed”

“alright take your time”

he went back to his work, his frame disappearing behind the door of the -staff only- room leaving you alone.

Thankfully the cafeteria had few people left. two girls at the far east corner on their computers and a guy on the other end of the counter listening to music on his phone and taking notes.

You sent the screenshots to your groupchat. after 10 minutes of being left on “delivered” You spammed them with different meaningless messages to get their attention. Cassie was the first to cave in

cassie: Should we call you international casanova now or…?

CASSIE!!

June: They are both in seattle so I guess she's moving locally

Cassie: Seattle is 1,000€ away from our country so not really

Guys can you help?! Im panicking

Do I text Abby? should I respond

June: YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY?! YES OF COURSE SHE IS SENDING YOU HINTS

Cassie: Damn you really said “I will miss every chance God throws at me”

Rick: sent a link to a facebook post

Cassie: ???

You laughed, feeling a little better trying to ignore the obvious set for failure that any of this flirting was considering that indeed, Abby lived too far

You shook your head and went to respond to her story. If you just thanked her, this wouldn’t go anywhere. If you whined about your teacher this would show uncomfortable familiarity

Took me a week but was worth the effort♡

you responded and her immediate reply came few seconds later

staygrounded69:You made this?! Man you’re talented

No no it's just…measuring and shit.Anyone who’s handy with crafting could learn that

staygrounded69:You could say I'm good with my hands yeah…

You choked on your coffee and started coughing, your arm over your mouth to drown the noise. You had the most stupid smile on your face. You grabbed your bag and decided that you would skip the last class to go back home. No, you needed to enjoy this the way you enjoyed reading a good romance book and the only way to do that was in the comfort of your apartment.

once you reached the bus stop you opened your phone again and went to your chat

Man she was shameless and you leaving her on read for 20 minutes did nothing to make her falter. You could definitely get behind this attitude. It was expected that someone so timid and shy would probably have a nastier side and you really wanted to find out to what extent that went

And here I was hoping to teach you

staygrounded69:That’s one way to spend our date. Learning how to sew sounds interesting

Date? You sure are bold

staygrounded69:Am I? its you who owes me one. Don’t go back on your word now

You looked at the message puzzled, your smile dropping due to the genuine confusion. Did she mistake you for someone else ? Was this message directed to another girl? your bus came and the doors slid open with the rest of the college students walking in. You looked up at their moving frames and finally had a spark of an idea.

it was stupid and a reach but you did make that stupid offer on your stream regarding the ¼ scale Eivor statue.

You checked your wishlist and scrolled all the way down before finally switching to the “purchased” section.

It was there

you went back to your chat

insane. You are insane

staygrounded69; Dont worry about it. Its not the different from getting you coffee

jesus how much do these sponsors pay you?!

you asked and chuckled awkwardly to yourself. Needless to say. You had very well missed your bus too focused on the conversation and the unexpected direction it took. In the back of your mind you had a bad hunch. This didn’t feel like Abby. But you didn’t know Abby so you decided to push it back for once and let yourself enjoy whatever was going on

Staygrounded69: Sponsors are good and all but the real deal comes from my onlyfans

Your brows shot up and your eyes went from your phone to the side of the pavement. You kicked a stone and let it tumble.

She had onlyfans. Abby anderson had onlyfans and you had no idea. Oh this was dangerous information. You were sure your bank was about to cancel your cards by telepathically reading your mind any minute now.

My bad, I had no idea.

staygrounded69: Yeah set it up not too long ago which fuck, I left you on read cause things were all over the place with work. Sorry for that

Your heart felt warm and you were glad to redirect the heat in your pants to somewhere more productive. Preferably that would’ve been your brain but that didn’t work even when Abby wasn’t involved.

its cool, I get it

staygrounded69: Now about that date

I'd love to but I happen to live a few

countries away from yours

staygrounded69: Then how about you make some time for me and we can play a game together sometime this week?

you bit your lip. You could not believe this. You would go on call with her. The most beautiful woman to ever grace this planet wanted to go on a call with you and play a game. Ha! and people say romance is dead

deal 💕

you said and content you locked your phone and took a seat at the bus stop waiting for your ride. You felt a little more appreciative of how your week ended after all

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coming next: cotton exploring Abbys OF page so next episode will finally have some spice <3

thank you for reading

#abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #abby anderson x female reader #tlou2

[the-s1lly-corner]

Waking them up w/ a morning kiss! (TADC edition)

slowly but surely i am approaching the end of my tycoon... and yet despite the exhaustion creeping and making a home in my bones, i do not feel the desire to go to bed. perhaps its self destruction or carelessness, i'll be damned that this is the most productive ive been writing wise in a hot minute anyways requests are open

CAINE:

well this is assuming he sleeps... which personally, while i think the others CAN sleep (although they dont need to), i dont think.. caine can.. i think when he falls asleep its akin to how computers to. but one little tap is enough to snap him right back... so you may get startled when he snaps his jaws open the second your lips make contact with his teeth... but dont be alarmed...! hes not upset.. actually i think if anything he might be a little shocked at the gesture... oh he should have done it to you, damn it! definitely going to try to one up you that day, no one gets the jump on # 1 reader simp, Caine!!! 8/10 hes still very giddy and happy about it and hes in a good mood for the entire day

POMNI:

i think she might be a little too groggy to realize youve kissed her, but will flutter her eyes open if you give her another kiss. gets really red in the face before pushing herself deeper under the covers... i think shes generally like that with random gestures of affection and love, so please dont take this as her not enjoying the act! i promise she does like it, its just between this being standard reaction for her and just waking up shes a little... more bashful than she normally would be.. i think she would try to do the same to you the following day.. or maybe do a surprise gesture for you in return to even out the score! 7/10 very cute

RAGATHA:

as time passes i find myself making ragatha more and more of a sap, and honestly i dont hate the direction im going in. i think if you woke her up with a kiss, she would be smiling throughout the day and like caine, be in a more upbeat mood! its such a small thing to wake up to, but it means the world to her, you know? know these are starting to sound samesy with the 'returning the favor' thing but i think ragatha would at least double what you did for her.. you better incorporate the morning kisses into your routine because small stuff like that goes a long way for ragatha! 8/10

JAX:

i think he might just look at you before flipping over to face the other way and try to go back to sleep. its not totally to be mean to you and him being 'eeeewww affection' but mostly because hes not really.... a morning person. he never will be. kiss him all you want, hes not going to wake up... if he doesnt turn over, hes probably going to tug you to his chest and hold you still. probably grumbles at you to stop because he wants to sleep in that morning... but hey, look at it this way, you got some cuddling now! so hey at least theres some side of trade 5/10

KINGER:

i think he might nuzzle into your cheek and try to give you a 'kiss' back when he realizes what youre doing. pulls you to his chest, but he has full intent (unlike jax who mostly just wanted to keep you put and to make you stop moving around)... he may not have arms, but hes going to try his damndest to use his hands to keep you close... tries to push off the beginning of the day for a while longer... despite kinger actually being a morning person. leads to the two of you having a mumbled conversation about your dreams... very nice very sweet 8/10

ZOOBLE:

oh zooble is very much NOT a morning person, but i dont think they would be as mean as jax... they might mumble and tell you to hold back, but once theyre fully awake theyre going to set down some boundaries and apologize if they had upset you. they just dont like being woken up, no matter how sweetly... unless theres an emergency, they dont want to be woken up... though even then they might still be a little irritated... i think in this case swapping out morning kisses for something else that works better for both of you is the best course of action here 6/10

GANGLE:

i think she would lean right into it... maybe she wraps herself around you, if she hadnt already done that in her sleep... her mask is a little cold, so it might shock you a little and wake you up a lot more than you were expecting... oh i think gangle would feel bad about that... she didnt mean to make you uncomfortable (even though ultimately, youre not)...i think throughout the day she might be more happy and bubbly, perhaps even putting herself out more than she normally would. definitely a confidence boost for her! she even doesnt seem as sad or upset when her comedy mask breaks... i mean shes still... upset.. but not as much as she normally would be 7/10 very cute

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #caine x you #pomni x reader #pomni x you #ragatha x reader #ragatha x you #jax x reader #jax x you #kinger x reader #kinger x you #zooble x reader #zooble x you #gangle x reader #gangle x you

[hearts4golbach]

The Night Shift.

Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.

Chapter 23.

"Is that taco bell breakfast i smell?" jake said, sounding as if he was about to start floating to locate the smell. he turned the corner into the kitchen, where i was sitting with tara.

it was 7 in the morning, and the 4 of us were about to go finally pack up my old apartment. they insisted on helping despite me saying i could get it all done myself since i didn't own much anyway.

"Yes, jake." she rolled her eyes, tossing him his usual order. he squeeled like a little girl before tearing into the wrap.

"im gonna go get johnnie up." i walked down the hall towards our room and walked in silently.

johnnie laid on the bed with a peaceful look on his face. his arms were tucked awkwardly under his head as his legs were tangled in the blankets.

i gently shook his shoulder, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Good morning, sleepy head. we have breakfast."

he rubbed his eye, black eyeshadow transferring to his finger. "mornin'." he pulled me in, kissing me softly before sitting up. "When you were asleep, i organized the closet. you can fit your clothes in half of it now."

"Oh my god, really?" i furrowed my eyebrows, a small smile growing on my face.

"i mean, yeah. where else are you going to put your clothes?" he slipped on his socks and stood up.

his fingers tangled with mine as he led me back into the kitchen and sat down next to me. he rested his hand right above my knee as Jake immediately started a conversation with them. i passed johnnie his breakfast, and he dug in, clearly starving.

jake looked down at his phone, "what time do you think we'll be done?"

"Well, im not too sure. i mean, theres 5 of us packing up my tiny apartment, so it's probably around noon." i thought outloud, earning a 'hm' from jake.

everyone had finished their food. jake and tara went to get their shoes on and start the car while johnnie went to take off his makeup. i sat in the kitchen on my phone, waiting for johnnie to be done.

"Ready to go?" he asked, his clean face making me smile. it wasn't often i got to see him without makeup.

"mhm." i stood up and stretched. i put my hair into a messy bun to get it out of the way before walking out the door, johnnie not far behind me. "Thank you again for helping with all of this."

"Don't thank me." he hesitated as if he was going to add onto the sentence. he gently rubbed my lower back.

i hummed, "Okay, then."

Johnnie and i sat in the back of jakes car while him and Tara were up front. I zoned out. thinking about my old apartment made me nervous. although i wasn't going alone, something still felt off. after the incident and how easily i got imhured, i didn't want the same to happen to them. Or maybe it was the fact that my creepy old neighbor lent me a piece to a vaccum, and i still need to give it back, but i seriously doubted that was the reason. i decided to shove my paranoia down as i didn't want to let it ruin my day.

it was if i had blinked and we were already there. i picked my head up, rubbing the cheek that was leaning on my arm.

"i was room number 206," i commented, pulling the keys out of my pocket.

"i can't believe theres not a fucking elevator. This bitch has 5 stories." Jake complained as we tromped up the stairs.

"Just be glad she's not on the 5th one," tara wiped smudged lip gloss off the corner of her mouth.

"Exactly," johnnie nods, slightly out of breath.

i unlocked my front door and pushed it open, revealing my still messy apartment. "Oh, i never came back to clean up." i admitted, even though it was plain to see.

"dont worry about it, missy." jake teased in his southern accent.

tara and jake covered the kitchen while johnnie and i started in the living room. we all added songs to the spotify queue and got to work. i was smart enough to keep boxes stored in my closet. There was always a just in case thing. The living room was nearly empty, the only furniture consisting of a rug and a small sofa that i planned on putting by the trash for someone else to take. i didn't have much decoration, either. All that i had was a painting, my mother had made me and a thrifted portrait of marilyn monroe. The only other things on the wall were some empty colorful vases on a small shelf.

we quickly wrapped those up while tara and jake stacked all of my plates and bowls in between wash cloths. I announced we were moving to a different room before heading into the hall to focus on the closet.

The closet didn't take much work. We shoved blankets and towels into one big box before moving on to my bedroom.

my room was a much bigger task, considering this was the room i spent most of my time in. i sat at my vanity and began packing it up while Johnnie took over the closet.

"i want to stream later, and i was wondering if you wanted to be on it." Johnnie mentioned, bagging up clothes that were hung up.

"Sure, that sounds fun. im still kind of nervous though, what if your fans don't like me?" i glanced over.

"They'll love you, i promise." he smiled at me. "i was thinking i could do your makeup for the stream."

"fuck yeah." i agreed, standing up and making my way to my side table. "Didn't we make those plans a while ago?"

"Yeah, but then a bunch of shit happened. and i figured since we're together now, everyone should get to know you a little better." A light blush spread across his face.

"Good idea. im down," i agreed.

The rest of the house was packed up within the next 3 hours. Jake and i moved all of the furniture down to the garbage bins, with little help from tara and johnnie. i took one last look at my empty apartment before locking it up and turning in my keys.

#fanfiction #fanfic #johnnie guilbert #jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert x you #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert smut #jake webber #tara yummy #café #cafe aesthetic #cafe #hearts4golbach #the night shift #fluff #coffee

[skatingbi]

WELCOME TO PART 3 OF MY SANJI WITH HETEROCHROMIA SERIES!!!!

Oh my god. Yall are insane. 700+ Notes for part one of this series alone is crazy (Crazy? I was- *gets shot*). So heres part 3. I'll probably have to publish all this onto AO3 soon bc shits getting outta hand, but I like posting on this silly little site so I'll still be posting on here.

Uhhh this was posted WAY later than I anticipated bc i had a gnarly depressive episode and had to enroll into uni, but there aint no way id abandon this series, its too fun and i love experimenting with my baby writing style as i call it.

Okay thats it, just thank u all sm for enjoying my silly little series :) u guys are so sweet!!

P.S. Constructive criticism is OKAY! I havent written fanfic in like...10 years so since middle school. Im a baby at this and I understand if I may have several errors so pls lemme know if theres grammar mistakes!

Sanji With Heterochromia Series Part 3 below 🔻

Sanji lied. He does like the idiot. More than he's willing to admit. A few days after their conversation, Zoro distances himself. It leaves a nasty feeling in his gut similar to nausea but different from actually wanting to throw up. It feels apprehensive. He's waiting for something, but he doesn't know what yet. Sanji hates it. He hates how confused he is and how much he actually wants Zoro to touch him again. He hates the burning linger of scarred knuckles on his cheekbone that follows him wherever he goes.

He hates these feelings because he never learned how to really process them. He doesn't know if he has to blame himself, his shitty excuse of a father, or Zeff. Well, maybe not Zeff. The old man had enough on his plate while raising him as it was. Sanji decides to blame it on Judge because honestly, the root of most of his issues stems from that shitty old man anyway. Placing the blame on someone does little to actually help, but it's a distraction from his growing realization of how much he cares for Zoro.

He cares for Zoro. No, he holds an unreasonable amount of affection for the scarred swordsman that haunts his thoughts now more than ever. Fuck questioning sexuality when it's undeniable that he's absolutely whipped for the big idiot. Theres no room for denial anymore, not when his touch had become branded across Sanji's skin for the foreseeable future.

Stress cooking does little to soothe him and it's the same with smoking. At least Luffy gets to enjoy snacks to his hearts content. Its the little things, he tries to tell himself. He also reflects on his conversation with Zoro. How he honestly felt afraid of what he felt when the swordsman confronted him. He felt afraid of someone genuinely caring for his emotional wellbeing. He's anxious over what that means, what it would do to him if Zoro truely meant what he said. All the things voiced about him and the implications that he's...handsome in the eyes of Zoro.

Sanji is emotional. It comes with him being sentimental as well. He's the black sheep of his biological family in every way. He loved too hard, and got hurt too fast. He loved even when it ended in betrayal. Secretly, he loves unconditionally. What would happen if he loved Zoro like that, and what if it already happened and he's too late to stop it? Would Zoro hurt him just like everyone else has? Would he be pushed away eventually after the thrill of their theoretical short lived relationship?

It keeps him up at night, that conversation replaying in his head as he stares at Zoro's sleeping silhouette. He falls asleep to his breathing, echoing throughout the room over everyone else's breath and snores. He wakes up every morning before the sun greets him and pretends nothing happened in his dreams where Zoro's gentle touch and admiration lingers softly over his mind.

Zoro knows. Well, not exactly. He's not a mind reader like how Luffy seems to be, but he knows that distancing himself from Sanji is actually doing the opposite of what he thought it would do. At this point, the swordsman isnt sure where to go from here.

Sanji's actions contradict his words. Sanji stares at Zoro. Not so much that it's s uncomfortable but it's enough to be noticeable. Sometimes he swears he can see Sanji's eyes dart across his face and down to his lips before looking away. It's confusing. Didnt Sanji hate Zoro's advances towards him? Because thats what they were in hindsight.

Zoro was unconciously flirting with the cook in his own weird way. And yeah, he's a little stupid for not realizing the implications behind his actions at first, but it all started as genuine curiosity. He didnt mean for it to affect their rivalry. Now, he's not sure where to go from here.

It's driven him between a rock and a hard place and unforfunately for him, Nami decides to intervene again. This time, Nami drags Zoro to her and Robin's shared room on the Sunny for privacy and possibly interrogation. He's certain that this time he wont be able to escape. Unfortunate.

"Okay, so heres how this is gonna go," Zoro and Nami are now seated across from each other, where theres two beds and enough room for decent sized dressers on each side. Zoro sits on what he assums is Robin's bed with his arms crossed, "You will tell me everything- And i mean it! I will know if youre lying -and I will help you. Im sick and tired of you both being miserable and gay! It's giving everyone second hand embaressment." She demands, narrowing her eyes with a challenge for Zoro to protest or say no.

Zoro is smart enough to know what is and isn't a losing battle. This is one of those. Nami can be terrifyingly persistent once she sets her mind on something, and today it seems to be resolving the weird and awkward tension between him and Sanji. The swordsman resigns himself to his fate quickly and prepares himself to be trapped here on Robin's bed for the foreseeable future.

"Fine witch," Zoro sighs, "But if you tell anyone I will not be responsible for my actions." He huffs out in acceptance for his inevitable interrogation.

"Oh please like that'll actually scare me. Plus besties never snitch." Nami rolls her eyes. She gets comfortable on her bed and look at zoro expectantly. He rolls his eyes and relaxes his posture a bit.

Zoro starts talking, beginning with the first instance of his realization of Sanji having dual colored eyes, leaving out a lot of "unimportant" details. He mentions the second, and the third instance, and their conversation from a few days ago and how he tried to respect Sanji's establishment of a boundary and how he's confused now that Sanji stares at him. Nami listens with her chin resting on her fist and nodding along the way, surprisingly not interrupting once. He finishes speaking and he knows his face is red with embaressment, but he feigns nonchalance and waits for Nami's input.

"Zoro," Nami sighs, "Youre the dumbest bitch I know." She says while giving the man a look of sympathy, but not one that actually means it. More like the look of someone who is so incredibly done with your shit that they have no choice but to tell you so.

"What the fuck, Nami!? Im not dumb!" The swordsman retorts loudly.

"Anyways," his best friend ignores his arguing in favor of getting to the task at hand, "Luckily, this is fixable. For making the entire crew feel awkward for two weeks, I'm adding a 200 percent tax increase to your debt." She smiles mischeviously, and thats when Zoro realizes that one, he's never getting out of debt, and two, he's been forced to accept Nami's help in unfucking up his unconcious attempts to flirt with Sanji.

"First order of business is that you have absolutely no game." Nami begins with a shit eating grin to match the absolutely insulting statement. Zoro briefly reconsiders their friendship.

"Shut the fuck up I obviously do." He rolls his eyes. Nami gives him the look. The one where her eyebrows are raised and her chin is tilted down slightly, matching the frown. It's that look she makes when she's trying to say 'Are you sure?' or 'Reconsider what you just said.' and it grates at Zoro's already increasing agitation.

He decides not to entertain her with a reply.

"Anyway," Nami sighs, massaging the space between her eyes with her thumb and forefinger to stave off a growing headache, "Im teaching you how to flirt. No, you cannot work out in front of Sanji- dont give me that look you muscle brained idiot!" She says while looking at Zoro's ever increasing looks of annoyance and audacity, because first of all, no he definitely was not going to do that, and second of all, it could hypothetically work. Probably.

"Fine," He huffs. He'll let the witch do whatever. It's not like theres anyone else he can talk to on the ship about this anyway, "No promises that I'll actually do what you tell me."

"Fucking- oh my god why am I friends with you?!" Nami complains before flopping down on her bed, groaning loudly at Zoro's malicious cooperation. Zoro basks in the momentary power he has in this situation.

For the next few hours, Nami allows Zoro to stay in the womens quarters for the sole purpose of learning how to actually flirt. He's not sure if shes a reliable source, being a lesbian and also having a girlfriend already, but if he voiced this opinion out loud the redhead would probably kick him out. He only restrains himself because this room is the only one so far where he feels the least amount of awkwardness regarding his situation with Sanji.

Robin stops by every now and then and gives him a smile. It doesnt make him feel very comfortable but it's the thought that counts. She doesnt say anything about him being there, anyway. He makes an effort to at least not lay on the bed he's sitting on, though. He may be lazy but he does hold enough respect for the women in the crew to not fuck with their shared safe space.

Suddenly, it's the evening and dinner is around the corner. Nami shoves a barely enlightened mossy swordsman out of the womens bedroom to finally be free of that headache. Also known as a crash course to flirting with your rival/friend/whatever the fuck else they got going on.

Zoro makes his way to the gallery, taking his time to look out and observe the oncoming sunset that bathes the sky in shades of pink, orange, blue, and yellow. It would be a pretty sight to fall asleep to, he thinks, but the cook would kick his ass off the ship if he decides to sleep through dinner again.

Entering the gallery, everyone except Nami is already there. She's right behind him a second later and taking her seat at the kitchen table.

Numerous conversations are heard as food is served. Franky and Usopp are wildly talking about different types of projectiles the sunny could use, Nami and robin are talking amongst each other in low voices, giggling in between sentences. Chopper and luffy are laughing together, and Zoro goes to sit next to luffy like he usually does. Just as he sits down, the cook lands a kick to his mid back, making Zoro scowl.

"The fucks that for!?"

Sanji rolls his eyes while placing plates of food down for the crew, "For being late, dumbass."

"Nami is late too!"

"And? She'd never be late on purpose, Marimo." as Sanji speaks, he dodges the hilt of Zoro's sword to his side instinctively and has the audacity to give a cheeky grin.

Dinner passes by normally. Everyone's loud conversations meld together gradually and soon everyone except Sanji and Zoro leave. Zoro takes his usual spot beside the cook, drying dishes and leaving them on a towel afterwards so they can both put them away.

Zoro has half the mind to bring up Sanji's staring, but decides against it. It leaves the air silent, neither him nor Sanji speaking up as they finish their side work for the night. Even then, Zoro's unable to speak when Sanji immediately leaves afterwards without a word.

The kitchen feels empty without their bickering, and Zoro is determined to bring that life back into it. He just needs to figure out how.

Despite Nami's advice, Zoro has an idea. If the idiot cook doesnt see what he sees (His pretty face first of all, but Zoro thinks of his strength too. How Sanji easiely brushes off conflict like it's nothing despite the injuries that'll heal far faster than his own), then he'll make him see it. Frilly words never were Zoro's style, anyways.

One night before they all go to sleep and Zoro takes night watch, he corners the blond in the bathroom. Nami would probably be kicking his ass because of his timing, but a mirror is needed for his plan to work and the bathroom is the only place with one other than the women's bedroom.

When Zoro enters, Sanji turns to look at him before going back to washing his hair, his back towards Zoro. "Leave me alone, Moss, I'm im not in the fuckin mood," He grumbles to Zoro, who stands there waiting for Sanji to stop talking.

"Nope, I need a mirror for this and for you to listen for five minutes." Zoro replies, and when Sanji turns to argue his protests are gone from his lips when he sees a look of determination. Confused, annoyed, and also curious, Sanji doesn't reply.

Zoro walks up to Sanji until he's standing right behind him. The swordsman moves to kneel so they're relatively at the same height, but the stool makes Sanji slightly taller as he sits there and eyes Zoro warily.

"Whats going on with you, Moss? I'm trying to wash my hair." Sanji says, and Zoro can tell an insult dies on his tongue when he places his hands on Sanji's shoulders.

Zoro turns Sanji in front of the mirrior in the bathroom, the stool Sanji is seated on creaking lightly and scratching against the tile. Sanji remains speechless, still unable to brush off Zoro's palms on his bare shoulders like how he'd usually do.

"Tell me what you see, cook" He says, uncharacteristically soft underneath the edge his voice always seems to have. Sanji flinches when the swordsman's calloused hands tuck his frings behind his ear, displaying his face to them both.

"What the hell is up with you? Did Luffy hit your head too hard?" Sanji furrows his eyebrows at the mirror and looks at Zoro. Zoro huffs and rolls his eyes.

"Just tell me what you see about yourself, shit cook, I'll leave ya alone after or whatever." He grumbles back, the baritone of his voice vibrates against Sanji's back. It reminds him of Zoro's compliment, his face too close to his while they stand on the deck of the Sunny just days ago. He chooses to ignore how it makes him shiver.

He looks at himself in the mirror, and his first instinct is to look away. Zoro, being the perceptive bastard that he is, notices and squeezes his shoulders in a way thats strangely reassuring.

"It doesnt have to be fancy, cook, I know you like to use big words 'n shit so don't make your brain fuckin explode." Sanji bristles a bit at that but bites back a nasty insult so he can entertain Zoro's weird exercise on his own self reflection.

In the mirror he always sees his mom at first, but with both eyes uncovered and his hair pushed back for once, he sees himself. The first thing he sees is his eyebrows and eyes. He decides not to bring up his eyebrows.

"Well, for your information I see my eyes, but you already know that."

Zoro stays silent, and Sanji shuffles in his seat. He's suddenly aware he was literally in the middle of rinsing his hair of shampoo a few minutes ago and the entire situation is both awkward and uncharacteristic of Zoro in multiple ways. It's out of character, and he should have kicked out the moss ball when he had the chance, but now in the too small bathroom of the Sunny he feels like it's only him and Zoro. It leaves a weightless feeling in his chest, settling in with the creeping anxiety of looking at his own reflection. The contrasting feelings make him hesitate before he speaks.

"I see.." He hesitates, not knowing exactly what Zoro is getting from this or what he wants to hear, "My eyebrows, I guess. Wait, you've never seen both at once." Sanji chuckles at that, because his eyebrows are certainly something. The curl points in the same direction, but it's unnoticeable with how he wears his hair.

"Yeah, they're weird as fuck." Zoro mumbles, and the blond has to laugh or else the swordsman's voice would get to his head.

"Okay, I also see freckles. Those are new. Only started showing up when I joined you all." And Sanji now notices how the freckles cluster on the bridge of his nose, his cheekbones, and his shoulders. They're scattered everywhere else on his body.

Sanji starts to realize the point of Zoro's questioning now. He looks at the fogged mirror, just visible enough to notice how his blush not only spreads across his cheeks but also down his neck. Embarrassing. This whole situation is embarrassing not only because of where they are but also because he's realizing that Zoro is trying to make a point that is too close to unearthing his insecurities. He would have expected this from Luffy, but sometimes he forgets how Zoro's intelligence is masked behind his swordsmanship and how much he sleeps during the day.

And he's naked, but honestly thats the least of his problems at the moment.

"I see my hair, I guess?" Sanji tries to only focus on his face. Its not easier, but it also sets up a mental boundary. Zoro hums, looking at Sanji through the mirror. Sanji hesitates before speaking again, "My hair is actually wavy," He thinks about his mom's wavy blonde hair, and how he always thought it looked pretty even before she passed, "Its damaged, though. Straightened to hell and back with one of those hot combs."

Sanji thinks back to the hot combs. They were old as shit, the kind that needed to be heated up with a flame. The memories make him chuckle a bit, and Zoro smiles back. The same smile he wore when they sparred on the deck, with his dimples visible yet again to confirm to Sanji that he does have them.

His smile makes his heart skip a beat, like drums he'd hear in one of those old instrumental CDs he kept in his room as a kid. Before he has the chance to back away, to push Zoro out the door and forget this ever happened, Zoro straightens his back again.

He turns in his stool to look up at Zoro and he's not sure what the swordsman sees right now, but he's afraid to ask as his gaze is soft. So damn soft as he looks at him and his hand reaches again to pull his hair hair back over his eye like it was before. Stringy strands of heat damaged locks fall back into place.

Then he leaves. He just...leaves. The damn idiot just turns around and walks out the door like nothing even happened.

Thats the second time this has happened yet the first where Sanji is the one on the receiving end of it, and it makes him grab his towel to bunch it up in his fists and let out a scream into it as he processes everything. He processes how he was forced to notice how Zoro looked at him, and it was Zoro's own weird fucking way of saying "You're beautiful".

"He's so fucking ridiculous oh my god.." Sanji mumbles into the towel. His hair routine is officially long forgotten.

#this went from zoros pov to sanjis instinctively ngl #also nami being the best wingman PERIODDD #btw nami in this is dating vivi #bc theyre cute together <3 #uhhhh yeah i need a title for this... #one piece #zosan #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #sanji with heterochromia

[midnight-black2]

𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓

pairing : jann mardenborough x reader

synopsis : jann didn't expect to find himself being caught getting off to you, let alone be touched by you.

disclaimers : dom!reader, sub!jann, masturbation (m receiving), praise, a bit of begging, slight degradation if you squint, honestly probably more i'm forgetting but you get the point

jann couldn't stop.

every single thought that filled his pretty little mind was you. from the moment he woke up, to the moment he fell asleep. hell, he even dreamt of you.

he couldn't stop himself.

he knew he should've had better self control. i mean, who touches themself to the thought of their roommate? but how could he possibly not at the same time? it was so incredibly insatiable. you, were so incredibly insatiable.

his own big hand sliding up and down along his cock. crying out, so so loudly. what ever possessed him to think sharing a home with you was a good idea? you could have walked in any minute, and he would have been utterly fucked out, and shit out of luck since he couldn't seem to find the power to stop. he wasn't sure if he would've been more mortified or turned on if you found him; legs spread, slight arch in his back, moaning your name.

and he wished he heard the front door creak open. he wished he would've heard the footsteps. but he was so close, he couldn't just abruptly stop. and the only thing he could hear was his own lewd noises. you almost dismissed it as well, almost. you wanted to spare him the embarrassment, but that was until you heard him say something between the high pitched whines and small whimpers.

"please, don't stop y/n," he moaned. your name. he moaned your name. you froze in your tracks, heat spreading throughout your body as you inched closer to the door.

"o-oh god, fuck please," jann's hand was set at a somewhat speedy, steady pace. he could feel himself growing nearer and nearer toward cumming. what did you want to do? you found it utterly adorable how he gets off to the thought of you the way he does. though at the same time, what were you supposed to do? simply walk in? tease him? perhaps get in a quick fuck? no. no no no no no. how could you forget?

jann was a virgin.

although, that does make it all the more exciting. he must be so sensitive...exhilarating.

so with all of your better senses screaming at you to stop, to spare yourself from an addiction you knew was going to grow from this, you grabbed onto the door handle. and all at once barged into his room. right as you did so, there it was. with pleasure painted upon his face, he came. his thick hot load came shooting out, and in the most pornographic way possible painted half of his chest that was heaving up and down as he fruitlessly tried to regulate his breathing. when he finally realized you were standing in the door frame, staring, maybe judging, he was mortified, to say the least.

he swiftly covered his entire body with his duvet, and his eyes darted around. "i-i, uhm, what are you...?" he stammered. his eyes were starting to water a bit. was he about to...cry? awww.

"i heard you," you said, getting to point as you took a step further. he wanted to cry. he wanted to disappear. god he wanted to be anywhere you weren't. how was he supposed to respond? beg for your forgiveness? say he would leave the house if you wanted? oh, he didn't know.

"y/n i'm so, so sorry i just..." jann began, the words dying on his tongue without a chance. he mustered up a bit of courage. he wanted to try to explain himself, but what was there to explain? "please, please i know you must think im such a...a p-perverted weirdo but..."

"no-well i mean...yeah, but i don't hold it against you," you replied, a smirk growing on your lips. jann faltered, he felt your demeanor change. you walked closer to his bed. "...cmon then, the least you could do is show me." jann audibly gulped, as he looked down to his hands.

"why-why do you want me to do that?" he queried, eyes still not quite meeting up to yours. he felt the mattress dip a bit as you sat down; his breathing started to quicken. there was a moment of silence as you thought of an answer. why did you want him to do that? well, you wanted to make him even more embarrassed after all, and who wouldn't want to see him completely exposed?

you hooked his chin beneath your finger before lifting his head up gently to meet your eyes. you said without any remorse, "because, i want to see the mess you made for me." jann didn't know what to say, or if he should say anything. he decided not to. his hand was shaking as it went to reach for the edge of the duvet to lift it off of himself. how could he not take an order from you? so, he did what was told.

there was his mess everywhere. in his lower abdomen, along his happy trail, on his cock (which was almost abnormally big but we'll dismiss that for now), and on his bedsheets. his cheeks became impossibly brighter red, as he looked down at himself--at the mess he made.

"my, my, jann. you were quite excited, who got you like that, hm?" you teased, wanting to see how he would react. he met your gaze once again, and he breathed in deeply, feeling as if he might pass out.

"i-you. you did," he stutters out, his body tensing as you run your hand along his thigh beneath the covers.

"how dirty, jann," you uttered, with a small tsk. he felt himself hardening again, not only at your touch but your words as well. he needed you more than he needed the air in his lungs. your hand inched closer and closer to the place he wanted you to touch and tease the most. your fingers grazed the tip, and he actually let out a whimper at that. his fingers weakly wrapped around your wrist.

"please, y/n," he breathed out, looking up into your eyes with his doe ones, all glassy and needy.

"please what, pretty boy?" you asked, your pinter finger dragging up and down his length. he whined, it was soft, but definitely loud enough to hear.

"please touch me," he begged, heart beating in his chest quite loudly. that was all he needed to say before your hand formed an o shape that started pumping him.

"a-ah, fuck," he moaned breathily. he was so sensitive as it was his second time being touched this night.

"has anyone ever touched you like this, jann?" you asked, curious as to if you were his first for being touched.

"n-no, no," jann gingerly answered, almost embarrassed. you grinned. your hand started speeding up. your leg spread across to his other hip, now straddling him. you leaned in to kiss his neck, lips attaching to his smooth skin. kissing, sucking, licking, biting, but softly.

"fuck y/n, i don't think i'll last long when you do that," jann whimpered out. you smiled into his skin. you teased his tip a bit, then moved your hand back along his entire cock.

"h-hah, i can't-i think im gonna-" jann couldn't seem to finish his sentence.

"it's alright pretty boy, just cum for me," you instructed, and that's what he did. his back arched a bit as his hips bucked up, he let out a frail moan, tears that were earlier threatening to spill come flooding down his cheeks. he's shaking, only a bit, but he was still shaking. it was so different when you were the one touching him.

long story short, your little interactions did not end there.

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 © 𝐤𝐲𝐚-𝐢𝐬-𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐥,

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲? 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

#gran turismo #jann mardenborough #sub!character #dom reader #dom!reader #smut #send requests #send recs please

[2knightt]

Ok ok I got an idea for smth🙈 so basically like y/n is sodapop’s twin sister and we have a thing for dally but we gotta keep it a secret obviously 🤭 but dally also has a thing for us so like we’ll sneak around and stuff and go secret dates😍😍 BUT GUESS WHAT DARRY, SODAPOP AND PONYBOY FIND OUT😱 I’ve had this stuck in my head all day

Btw I love your work so much🙏❤️

↳hey lolita, hey!₊˚✧

➬ dallas winston x curtis!reader

a/n;THANK U SO MUCH ANON OMFG🤍 also, im inlove with this idea.i went overboard..again.

you’ve had a crush on dallas winston for god knows how long.

well—that’s what the gang thought.

in reality, you were just nervous to be around your boyfriend when your relationship can spill at any moment around the gang.

two months you’ve been sneaking out behind your brothers backs to go see dallas.

two whole months of this secret, you’ve basically become a natural at this!

one night, dallas told you to meet him at this cute little bar, the two of you always go there.

nobody would think thee curtis sister would be anywhere near a bar, so, you thought you’d be totally safe!

darry, soda, and ponyboy were fast asleep by 10PM.

so you left at 11, just to make sure!

you left through your window, making sure to leave it open—just a little bit, though. you still had to get home!

when you got out, you ran to the bar to go meet up with dallas.

when you got there he was outside, leaning against the wall, smoking.

you walked up to him and greeted him with a smile,

“hey dal! i’m sorry if you were waitin’ long..”

“it’s fine, doll. come n’ have fun with me, huh? everything’s on me.”

you tilted your head and smiled at the last sentence.

nothing’s ever on dallas, that just means the two of you are gonna have to run when you’re done with whatever you’re gonna do in the bar.

the two of you spent all night, laughing, fake arguing, and kissing. like how normal couples do!

“dallas! do you think other people can’t hear you?”

“when the bar’s this loud, i don’t think people can hear their own thought, y/n!”

by 3AM, you were freaking out.

you never stay out this late, you’re normally home by 1, but never 3AM!

you tugged at dallas’s jacket whilst he spoke to the bar tender, probably trying to get another free drink.

“huh? what’s wrong, y/n?”

“it’s 3AM.”

“…so?”

he asked, his eyes squinting as if he was confused on what you meant.

“are you forgetting who my older brother is?! if he finds out i snuck out, i’ll never be able to leave the house again! let alone sneaking out to see you, dal!”

shit, you’re right.

darry can get quite scary, not even dallas wants to face him when he’s angry.

darry’s big, tuff, and smart.

he ain’t stupid, he could hear you coming in at 3AM.

“shoot…you want me to walk you home? it’s dangerous for a pretty girl like you to go walkin’ home by herself.”

you smiled at the compliment and nodded your head. maybe dallas coming for a walk to your house could calm you down.

well—that’s what you thought. until you notice, three houses before your own, you saw the porch light was on.

you stopped walking and the smile you previously had on your face faded as you let go of dallas’s hand.

“what’s wrong, doll? what happene—oh fuck.”

“you see that?! we ain’t never gonna hear the end of it!”

“you mean YOU ain’t gonna hear the end of it.”

“no i mean we. if i go down, so are you.”

dallas sighed at your stubbornness, he knew once you set your mind on something, you ain’t never changing your mind.

but that’s what he liked about you, so he couldn’t do anything but continue walking you to your house.

he tried to lift the mood with jokes, but you immediately shut them down.

“so, how long you think you’re gonna get grounded for?”

“how long do you think darry’s gonna kick the tar outta ya?”

“jeez okay, just ruin the mood.”

your heart started to beat faster as you took a step towards the stairs.

each step you got closer to the door, the heavier your foot steps felt.

dallas had walked ahead of you to peek inside of the window, and sure enough, two out of your three brothers were sitting there.

sodapop and darry were sitting down, soda on the couch and darry in his recliner.

dallas turned to look at you with a scared face.

even he didn’t want to get a lecture from either one of ‘em, let alone a possible beating.

“what do we do??”

“why are you asking me like i’ve done this before, y/n?”

“because you’re fucking dallas winston! i wouldn’t be surprised if you killed someone!”

the two of you whisper yelled while crouching down, trying to avoid being seen.

dallas shook his head while you started to bite your nails.

“should i just walk in?”

“maybe they already know, doll. they just think you have a crush on me…it ain’t that bad!”

“when they thought i had a crush on you, i got a 30 minute lecture by darry on why i shouldn’t date you.”

“oh. maybe you should’ve listened.”

he joked, shining his famous smile in your direction.

you giggled, elbowing his side as if you were warning him to not joke around like that.

“should we just go in?”

“yeah, we really can’t avoid this.”

“yea… hold my hand, dal. too scary to do it alone.”

dallas’s eyes softened at your request. you showing your vulnerability always made him smile, made him feel tuff, and trustworthy.

like he wasn’t just a hood, that he can be more than that.

he grabbed your hand as the both of you stood up.

you took a deep breath in and opened the door.

darry was the first one to react, he stood up and immediately darted his eyes to you and dallas’s hands being intertwined.

“what the hell do you think you’re doing? you come in here at 3AM, holding dallas’s hand like you’re a couple!”

“holy shit, y/n and dallas are dating?!”

darry turned his head to face sodapop and that immediately shut him up.

“seriously, do you think i’m stupid?”

“c’mon darry…”

“no no, don’t ‘come on, darry,’ me, y/n. what were you and dallas doing?! are you two actually a thing?! what’s with the hand holding?!”

“and if we were..?”

you said, making an awkward face.

darry’s face flashed with anger, but then he took a deep breath in, and out.

“and if you were, i’d kick the tar out of dallas.”

“darry, don’t say that! dallas and y/n are cute!! i’m glad our little girl is growing up!”

you scrunched your face at sodapop, and darry did the same.

you heard dallas chuckle to himself when sodapop said that, too.

“soda, so god help me.”

“yea—i’ll shut up.”

darry took a step closer to you, looking scarily calm.

“answer my question, y/n. what were the two of you doing?”

you looked at dallas and he shrugged back.

he didn’t wanna get in the middle of this, and neither did you.

goddamnit.

“we were hanging out…can i not hang out with dally?”

“no, you can. just, not holding hands that’s for sure.”

he answered, crossing his arms.

you turned to face dallas once again and asked,

“should we just tell ‘em?”

dallas thought for a moment and nodded.

he leaned in and whispered in your ear, if you’d like him to tell them himself.

“well, darry, im uh— i’m datin’ your sister.”

“what.”

“yeah…”

darry’s eyebrows were raised as he slowly turned to look at dallas.

“how long?”

“twoo—ish months?”

“TWO MONTHS, OF SNEAKING AROUND? Y/N CURTIS.”

“darry! i knew you’d react like this, c’mon. just hear me out. i ain’t a child no more! i can take care of myself, plus dal hasn’t done nothin’ to hurt me, ever!”

you shouted, pleading with darry to hear you out, just this once.

you squeezed dallas’s hand tighter for comfort, and he returned it back. he held your hand harder, like he was trying to let you know he was still there.

“please dare, i really like him. just give him a chance, please. that’s all i’m asking.”

you begged your older brother.

darry sighed and looked at dallas,

“if she comes home crying, i’ll kill you. now get to bed, y/n. it’s 3AM.”

he said, waving you off to your room.

sodapop jumped off the couch wirh excitement and rushed to dallas.

that exciting aura faded quickly as he put a hand on dallas’s shoulder.

“if she tells me ANYTHING bad about you, i’ll make sure you can’t eat any solid foods for a month, dal.”

dallas’s eyes widened before laughing.

“yeah right, soda.”

“AYE, I CAN BE INTIMIDATING TOO!”

“can you?”

you laughed to yourself as you entered your room.

you were about to close your eyes when you heard your door open.

you looked up and saw ponyboy with his face scrunched up.

“dallas? seriously? you couldn’t pick anyone else, y/n?”

you smiled at your younger brothers frustration.

“cherry valance, really?”

“HEY THAT’S DIFFERENT!!”

“no it ain’t!”

may 28th, 2023. 9:20PM

#2knightt #the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #dallas winston x reader #dallas x reader #curtis!reader

[naompspsps]

How they would act when you fall asleep on their shoulder Pt. 7

Part 6 (Ortho, Deuce, Jade)

Summary: You had a long morning, and you didn't even get enough sleep so now you are very tired, But sitting with them in the courtyard during lunch break, while they talk you find yourself falling asleep, your head on their shoulder.

Ft. Ruggie, Rook & Jack x GN!Reader [Seperate]

A/n: What happens if you fall off the well in the courtyard?? Just a question im genuinely concerned.

Rook being rook; calling you french names, Jack being his normal tsundere self, You teasing the ghosts out of Ruggie, Softruggiesoftruggiesoftruggie SOFT RUGGIE. Fluff<33

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Ruggie

He'd be soft, surpriseee! Ruggie's that type to soften everytime he speaks to you or if you even have eye contact with him. He can be sly, but with you around? You and your bold flirting? Dear me, He's on the ground. Either dead or on his knees like he's the man kneeling in the supremacy meme.

So if you just sleep on his shoulder, The only thing he can do is blush too hard that he has to look away. He also cares about your health, Like.. It's a really hot day in NRC, why are you sleeping while wearing your blazer?? Even he removed his blazer so how are you still surviving the heat? But as I said, You and your bold flirting would tease him alot.

"The teacher did nothing about it-" He laughs, then he suddenly stops to look at you. Oh wonderland, You usually laugh along but today you aren't. "[Name]??" He worriedly calls out. You can hear the pure concern in his voice. You doze off, about to fall forward until his reflexes kick in and catch you. One hand grasping the back of your blazer and his other forearm infront, near your shoulders "Woah, Hey now, What's goin' on with you?" He asks, gently pulling you back. You open your eyes, rubbing them and yawning. "Huh?.." You mumble quietly. "Whaddya mean 'huh'?! You almost fell forward!" Ruggie removes his hand off your blazer, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

"Sorry.. I just-.. Got a bit sleepy.." You yawn once again. You fix your position, laying your head on his shoulder, your hand taking Ruggie's sneakily. "Hey- What're you-" You quickly hush him. "Quiet, hun, I'm trying to sleep." His ears twitch slightly. "Hun?.." He repeats quietly, His tail wagging as he blushes. "Hey- [Name].. Maybe you should uh.. Take off your blazer? It's burnin' hot in here, Don't want cha to sweat in your sleep.." He whispers, You chuckle as your eyes kept shut. "Aw, You care about me, How sweet, But I'm alright darling, Don't worry so much." He looks away. "Forget it, Just go to sleep!" You let out a laugh. "Alright alright."

Rook

This bob-cut secretly sport french simp for not only you but the housewarden of his own dorm? He would be too happy. Start calling you french names, give your head a lil' rub, and hold your hand, his thumb tracing circles it.

His first reaction would be surprise, but then get simp mode on, and then finally back to his flamboyant personality. Like the prefect, that everyone probably has a crush on, the prettiest person alive, Is sleeping on me. Suck on that losers!

You can feel Rook's gaze on you, but you can even care less. You yawn, flipping through the pages of your book. Trying to read it, but fail. The words are so blurry.. You let out a tired sigh, closing the book and putting it aside, As you rest your head on Rook's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Just too tired.. Need something to sleep on." You softly mumble out, Rook is surprised, but that surprise turned to total realization along with blush.

"Oh no, It's most definitely alright Amour!" Rook enthusiastically replies, you let out a soft chuckle before resting, Feeling his hand on your head, rubbing it. Then he takes it off, and holds your hand, his grip is strong.. He rubs circles on your hand with his thumb, Helping you sooth to sleep. You can hear him mumbling love names in french, you've heard these words before. "Sweet dreams, Miel." Honey? Now where did that come from? You ask yourself. But you shrug it off and relax.

Jack

I smell tsundere. He'd be a tsundere about it. Based on how he really acts in the game, he's a tsundere that doesn't know how to hide it and makes the worst excuses possible. Sometimes it's good but his stutters ruin the whole excuse.

You would find the best teases possible, and it makes his tail wag, he literally does not want you to see him soften at you. But you know he's just a soft lil wolf. If you can, You would squeeze him. Be Floyd rn,

You could tell Jack was worried about you, you could just see it in his eyes. He doesn't want to ask, but who else is there to notice how you've been dropping your head and desks without flinching to a single fling of pain? Could be everyone but they just don't care, yet he does. The so called 'big bad wolf' cares about you more than any ordinary kind people but tries to be discreet with it. You write in your notebook, the writings very much bad due to your vision and mind unable to work together. You know what? To help it, You close your notebook shut with the pen still inside the notebook, and put it aside.

Your head swiftly collapses on Jack's shoulder, In which, He already looks at you. "What are you doing?" You yawn softly, your eyes automatically closing. "Just resting, You're soft.." You whisper. "A- Hey. I'm not soft." Jack crosses his arms. "I mean it in both ways. You're soft and physically soft. I can snuggle with you all day." You laugh tiredly. Jack only looks away. "I'm not soft in 'both' ways." He mumbles with a scoff. "Aw, Don't give me that attitude." You whisper, hugging his arm and finally falling asleep. That was.. Quick. Jack didn't expect you to immediately sleep. Guess you really are just tired. "Whatever." He puts his arm around you, keeping you more comfortable.

Author's end note: The savanaclaw boys are gonna kill me anytime now and it's not with a knife. WORDS. 🔥🔥 Ruggie, It's almost your birthday and i managed to save up only one 10 pull for you 😭 I mean if i include the free 10 pull for when its ur birthday then 20 pulls 😭😭

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#twisted wonderland #disney twst #gn reader #twisted wonderland x reader #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie bucchi x yuu #rook hunt #twst rook #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x yuu #jack howl #twst jack #jack howl x reader #jack howl x yuu

[k4katsujin]

new year's hangover☆

lil drabble where you befriend ghost at the tf141 new year's party... what can possibly go wrong?

content: drunkness, socially anxious-ish reader, ghost being ghost, passing out and hickeys.

author's note: UHHH HAI IM BACK?!?!? icl im kinda hating myself because im posting a drabble instead of a full work.... am sorry.. mi bad mi bad... also im waiting for friday for new invincible content because the brainrot is REALLL

also pls pretend i posted this on new year's eve... HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YALL BTWWWWW

shotout to @unabashedcroissanttreefan bc i want to make her bitter /hj, and to @michelleart8 ! <3

anyway enjoy and pls reblog

wc: 1836

"will you be coming at the new year's party tonight?" price asked as he noticed you filling some paperwork in the common room.

"i dont think so" you sigh, "im not that much of a social person, and i still have a lot of paperwork to fill in,let alone medical files."

"are you sure?" price asked, worried you might overwork yourself, but then an idea suddenly came to his mind. "i heard the lieutenant will be there as well, rumors have it you have a crush on him, so it'd be a good opportunity to actually talk to him, instead of just- avoiding him like you do."

the thought of captain price having noticed you had a crush on ghost sent a bright blush to your cheeks, but you waved those thoughts away.

"even if he was here, that doesn't mean i stand a chance with him" you reply, losing focus on your paperwork, now that the lieutenant was mentioned. "we barely talk anyway, and he seems to hate me so..."

"he seems to hate everyone" price chuckled, "dont take it personally. did the fact that he will be there change your mind?"

"i dont know" you sigh, but your little smile was betraying you. "it will depend on whether i have finished filling those files. at what time will it start?"

"around 7!" price replied with a subtle smile, feeling like he convinced you to come. "oh,and, you can come in a casual outfit, no need to pull up the formal uniform", he winked and left.

the few hours that separated you from the awaited party came, and all of a sudden a sudden peak of anxiety invaded you.

what if everyone made fun of your awful social skills? what if you didnt dress well enough?

your overthinking stopped as you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket; surprisingly enough, it was a text from price.

are you coming? ghost is here 👀

you chuckled as you put on a comfy sweater, and headed to the common room.

"you came!!" price greeted you, smiling brightly at you. "make yourself at ease, go get yourself something to drink, and who knows? maybe alcohol can help you make a move on our lovely lieutenant" he chuckled, before handing you a cup of alcohol.

"do you... want to get me drunk so i could get rid of my social anxiety?" you asked price, raising an eyebrow.

"maybe" he chuckled, already sounding drunk, "is it working?"

"not reall- ouch"

you blushed brightly as you noticed ghost was the one who stumbled into you.

"oi," he said, sounding slightly drunk as well, "im sorry. must've lost my balance, probably drank too much already. you're y/n, right?"

"y-yes," you nod, still not over the interaction, praying he didn't notice the bright blush on your cheeks, "why?"

"because..." he tries to articulate, and nearly fell on the floor, "ive been meaning to tell you... you're doing a great ass good job... dont let my mean words convince you otherwise, k?"

"oh-" you said, taken aback by this sudden demonstration of kindness, your heart melting. "thank you lieutenant..?"

the evening went on, until the cheerful "happy new year!!!" resonated in the walls of the tf141's buildings, everyone happy to finally greet the new year.

the party then came to an end, and so you decided to stay a little longer to help clean the room. once you got done, and got ready to head back to your quarters, you noticed an odd figure.

was ghost... asleep? he sure seemed to. he probably passed out due to all the alcohol he had drank, and you couldn't blame him.

that's how he somehow ended in your quarters - and if you were to be honest, carrying a man as massive as him was NOT an easy thing, but you somehow managed to. you tried your best to put him in a comfortable position on your couch, but bringing him here was already kind enough, wasn't it? so you just left him laying down on the floor, covering his massive frame with a blanket, and put a pillow under his head.

"this sure was a strange new year's day" you thought out loud, "happy new year lieutenant"

just in case something happened to ghost, you decided pull an all nighter (?), and you were right to, well at least, soft of.

in the middle of the night, ghost woke up, seemingly not over his hangover.

"i'll tell you what, y/n, ive always been in love with you." he mumbled, barely able to stand.

your heart dropped at this confession, but you had to stay lucid: he couldn't possibly mean it, it had to be the alcohol, right? that would make no sense if he was in love with you.

but you couldn't help to secretely wish what he was saying was true, after all you know the saying: drunk words are sober thoughts, and now you really hoped the saying was true there.

"lieutenant,you're drunk, you should go back to sle-"

he interrupted you by kissing you, first on the lips, and then moved on to your neck, leaving a little trail of hickeys here and there.

you gave in the kiss, you knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, but quickly waved those thoughts off: it was wrong in any way. he was your superior, and drunk, you couldn't abuse his drunken state like that.

but the feel of his lips on yours sure felt like heaven...

as if nothing happened, he smirked softly as he pulled out of the kiss, and resumed his peaceful slumber on your floor.

however, the next morning was nothing like that.

"looks like someone had fun last night" ghost grumbled as he noticed your many hickeys. "what the fuck am i doing here? and where even is here, and did you poison me? why is my head pounding?" he asked, back to his usual stern self, and you would actually be surprised if he didnt.

"youre in my quarters" you reply as you handed him a cup of anti hangover tea. "i brought you here because we were the only two remaining at the party, and you passed out. and hum... about the hickeys, how much do you remember from last night?" you ask as you look away, embarassed at the thought of last night's passionate kiss.

"i dont remember shit, why?" he asked, sounding more annoyed than mean.

"okay i..." (you sigh) "promise not to get mad at me if i tell you?" (he shakes his head, annoyed) "okay, so... you confessed yesterday." you blurt out, "but that is not all." (you gulp.) "we also kissed and... you gave me those hickeys."

"oh." he said blankly, and you could feel the blush in his voice, despite his mask.

"yeah.." you chuckled awkwardly, not daring to look at him, "but i have one question though. were you honest when you said you... 'always have been in love with me?"

your heartbeat quickened as you waited for his answer, but you had to know.

"would it be weird if i said yes..?" he asked, unable to look at your eyes, and your heart nearly missed a beat. "i mean, youre always doing what youre told to despite the fact that i treat you like shit and... i don't know, i guess that made me develop a kind of soft spot for you... do you happen to feel the same way..?" he asked, and you could feel the vulnerability in his voice.

"i- i think i do..?" you replied, both confused and relieved. "i mean, i always thought you hated me but.. this feels a bit rushed. can we do it again?"

"okay" he nodded, "how does 'hello, my name is simon riley, known as ghost, lieutenant from the task force 141, and i am in love with the wonderful y/n' sounds?" ghost chuckled with a soft smile, loving at you with loving eyes.

"much better" you reply with a soft smile, butterflies fluttering in your stomach, way better.

later on that day, when you and ghost headed to the briefing room hand in hand, price couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"see? seems like alcohol can do wonders" he whispered, and it made you let out a small chuckle as well.

#kaheri's chronicles #x reader #call of duty #cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #ghost cod #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x you #writers on tumblr #lgbtq #queer writers #call of duty x reader #call of duty x y/n #call of duty x you #captain price #fluff #cod fluff

[rafesangel]

DON’T BLAME ME

pairings : kook!fem!reader x Rafe Cameron

summary : you’re JJ’s girlfriend, but what JJ didn’t know is that you’ve been into Rafe the whole time.

warnings : cheating, jealousy, kissing, use of y/n, pet names ( baby, honey )

a/n : im back lol , and this is kinda bad and short so , sorry 🫶🏼

“i love you, baby”

“I love you more, j”

is what i said as i rested my head on JJ’s chest, while he closed his eyes.

as JJ fell asleep, I couldn’t stop thinking about Rafe, and to be honest, it made me feel sick. i know that what i am doing is wrong, but I can’t help it.

i love JJ.

but i also love Rafe.

always when JJ was out with the other pogues, or when he was asleep, i would go to Rafe’s house.

JJ never noticed i was gone, until he found me at the island club, with my back resting against a wall, with Rafe standing in-front of me with his arms wrapped around my waist, while planting kisses all over my face.

JJ immediately rushes over to me and Rafe, and he grabs Rafe by the collar of his baby blue polo, and he pushes Rafe against the wall, next to me.

“what do you think you’re doing with my girl? huh?”

“okay first of all, calm the fuck down, and second of all, she came to me, a long time ago.”

i looked up at Rafe with wide eyes, while JJ looked at me with tears welling up in his eyes. Rafe wasn’t actually gonna tell him, right?

“a long time ago? Y/N what is he talking about?”

JJ looked at me, waiting for me to answer his question, but i just stood there, looking down at my feet, as JJ suddenly started talking again, his voice raised.

“Y/N! what is he talking about?!”

tears started falling on the ground and Rafe wanted to comfort me by trying to rub my back, as JJ slapped his hand away.

“don’t you touch her! Y/N , baby , please talk to me..”

i tried to talk, but I couldn’t, tears kept running down my face and I didn’t know how to make it stop.

“she cheated on you man, with me. I don’t blame her tho.”

Rafe suddenly blurted out and i looked up at him with wide eyes, like he just came up with the most unbelievable lie, but sadly it wasn’t a lie.

“what do you mean by that?!”

JJ almost yelled at Rafe, but Rafe just rolled his eyes and let out a loud sigh.

“You’re always out with your friends, and you don’t even bother to bring her with you guys.”

JJ looked at me as i sobbed uncontrollably. Rafe suddenly pushed JJ away and pulls me into a hug, as my tears were making a wet stain on his polo.

“oh Y/N don’t act so innocent now , you cheated-“

JJ immediately went silent as i cut him off.

“Rafe’s right, JJ! You never gave me the chance to really meet your friends, probably because I’m a kook, isn’t that right?! you’re scared that they’ll get mad, because I’m a kook. Oh and don’t act like I’m the only one in the wrong here because I’ve seen the way you look at Kie, the way you touch her?”

i yelled at him, while tears were now rolling down JJ’s face.

“Y/N, baby, I didn’t know-“

“don’t ‘baby’ me, JJ. We’re done.”

as i was about to walk away, JJ grabbed my wrist.

“Wait Y/N , Don’t leave”

I heard Rafe huff behind me and Rafe slaps JJ’s hand away from my wrist, and he puts his arm around my shoulder

“god JJ , leave her alone, c’mon honey let’s go”

Rafe rolls his eyes while we walk out of the island club, leaving JJ in there with tears running down his face.

“rafe?”

“yeah , honey?”

i stood still and Rafe turned to me with a concerned look on his face.

“promise you’ll never hurt me”

“i promise”

he grabbed my face gently and gives me a kiss

“i love you, Rafe”

“I love you too honey”

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[heavenlyhischier]

untouchable - aemond t.

word count: 4.8k

summary: everything changed the night aemond lost his eye.

warnings: slight jacaerys x reader but not really, jealous aemond, cursing, really really unedited

note: hello! this is my first fic that’s fantasy based so it’s a little rough. constructive criticism is welcome. it’s probably a little all over the place im sorry

You were only six when your father left you in King’s Landing to fulfill your new duty as a lady to Princess Helaena. You had clung to his leg as he bid you goodbye, sobs ripping through your small body. He detested the idea of leaving you in a home where he was not, but he knew that this was an opportunity that would not come again. He knew that King Viserys would care for you and give you a much more pleasant life than he could give you in the North.

You grew to enjoy your new home fairly quickly due to the King’s promise to your father before he left. He had done whatever he could to make you feel comfortable and at home, and he instructed his children to do the same as well. You bonded fairly well with all of the royal children, including Rhaenyra’s, and they all became like a family to you. However, you grew closest with Aemond despite your duty to his sister. You often find yourself spending a good majority of your time with him when you were young, but that all changed the night he lost his eye. He had arrived timid and dragonless, but he departed with an ego the size of his now bonded dragon.

Once you all had arrived back to King’s Landing after the incident, you had waited in the spot you and Aemond claimed as your own for hours. He always met you there at the same time every night, but he never showed up. You had waited so long for his arrival that you ended up falling asleep on the bench. Ser Criston Cole was instructed to search for you once Helaena had learned of your prolonged absence the following morning, and he found you sound asleep and shivering. He chose to not wake you; gently cradling you in arms to take you to your chambers instead.

“Where was she,” Alicent had asked, concern written all over her soft features as she placed a hand to your forehead.

“I found her asleep on a bench in the garden, Your Grace. I am not sure how long she was there, but she is a bit cold to the touch,” He informed the Queen, unaware that Prince Aemond was tucked behind a wall intently listening to his mother and her sworn protector.

“Gods be good,” She sighed, “Take her to her chambers. I will have the maester sent at once to examine her.”

Guilt was settling in Aemond’s chest as he listened to his mother give instruction to one of the guards; the worry in her tone clear as day. He knew why you were out in the garden and he knew that you had been out there since before nightfall. He still was not quite sure why he made the decision to not make his usual appearance, but he was certain that he had your best interest in mind. Part of him felt as if you were going to view him as ugly and horrifying with the unhealed wound on his face. He thought it best to not subject either to the feeling.

The maester had given you strict instructions to remain in bed for the day, and Helaena made it her duty to keep you company unless you felt otherwise. She acquainted herself with a spider she had found crawling across the ledge of your window and began mumbling quietly. You wanted to desperately ask her if Aemond was okay, but you had always felt sheepish when it came to your closeness with her brother. Your duty may be to the princess, but your loyalty was to him.

“Princess,” You finally gathered the courage to speak, “Is Aemond alright? I have not seen him since we departed from Driftmark, and he is among the few to not visit me today.”

Without her attention leaving her newfound friend, she replied, “He is alright for someone who has just lost an eye. I am not quite sure why he has not visited. I know you two are very fond of each other.”

“Oh, I am not sure what you mean, Princess,” You hastily stuttered, head spinning at the thought of having been made.

“You know,” She dismissed, gaze briefly drifting to you, “There is no love like the first.”

Your cheeks flared red as you cast your eyes downwards, focusing on pulling at the loose strands on your blanket. You would not say you loved Aemond as you were only nine, but it would be a lie to say you did not feel differently towards him than you did the others. His absence brought out an ache in your heart that you had only felt once before. With that, you were smart enough to not chase something that would only make that feeling permanent.

- Six years later - 

Your relationship with Aemond never truly mended after the night on Driftmark, and a part of you blames yourself. You told yourself that you should have tried harder and done more instead of letting him close himself off. You spent a couple of years thinking of all of the things you could have done, but you never made any sort of move to act on those thoughts. You respected the Prince well enough to set your distance and leave him be since that seems to be what he wishes.

Aemond longed for you so desperately that it made him feel weak and powerless. The way he would look for you in every room he stepped foot in did not go unnoticed by anyone other than you. He was painfully aware of the way you intentionally avoided his presence every night that followed the one where he lost his eye. He never missed the way your eyes skipped him when you scanned a crowd, and it truly made him feel like the disfigured monster he thought you would see him as. Despite it bringing him great heartache, he remained apart from you as it was what you wanted.

You entered the Great Hall alongside Helaena as those necessary gathered to discuss the succession of Driftmark. You avoided Aemond’s gaze as you took place behind the Princess and her mother. He was stood directly next to you, and you had to ignore every nerve in your body begging you to speak to him. Begging you to move over two inches so that you were brushing against him ever so slightly. It was the closest you had been to each other in six years, and you were afraid the entirety of King’s Landing could hear how nervous it made you.

“Lady Y/N,” Aemond greeted, slightly lowering his head as he did so.

You swore your heart stopped once the sound of his voice reached your ears. He had barely spoken five words to you in so long, let alone say your name. That alone was enough to buckle your knees and send you spiraling into thoughts that you were not proud to have as a lady. Thoughts you had been having ever since you discovered parts of yourself that brought you immense pleasure. Thoughts that tinged your cheeks pink as the very person they were about was standing mere inches from you.

“Prince Aemond,” You managed to get out, keeping your eyes in front of you.

Aemond barely kept his composure as he watched your name delicately fall from your perfect lips. The amount of times he had touched himself to the simple thought of those lips wrapped around him was sinful, but he felt no guilt for them. In fact, hearing you say his name only fueled the unholy thoughts he had of you. He had to keep his arms behind his back to prevent himself from dragging you out then and there.

You listened to Ser Vaemond’s petition that he should take his brother’s place at Driftmark, rejecting Lucerys as its rightful heir. You managed to catch Jace’s eye, giving him a reassuring smile that he subtly returned. You could not even imagine what it was like to have these rumors about your heritage strewn about the kingdom, and you wanted him to know that you were on his side. Despite the position that the family you served stood in, you deeply cared for the Valeryon son’s.

The sound of the doors opening interrupted the beginning of Rhaenyra’s petition. The guards announced King Viserys’ arrival as he slowly descended the stairs. The hall was silent aside from the taps of the King’s walking stick. You bowed your head in respect once he was at the foot of the throne.  “I must admit my confusion,” the King spoke through strained breaths as he settled himself on the throne, “I do not understand why petitions are being heard over a settled succession.”

During your entire time as a lady to the Princess, you had chosen to not attend these kinds of courts as your presence was not required nor necessary. You had only accepted Helaena’s invitation today due to the involvement of those you would consider family. She had told you they were not interesting, but so far these theatrics were disproving her words. Just as the King declared Lucerys the rightful heir, Ser Vaemond had decided he was not yet done.

Aemond did not miss the way you kept glancing at Jacerys throughout the trial. His distaste for his nephews grew each time you passed them a subtle smile. He wanted nothing more than for you to smile at him, but you seemed to have other interests. Interests that brought out an unfamiliar feeling of insecurity. He was blissfully unaware that your attention to them was nothing more than to be a familiar, encouraging face as their heritage was yet again brought to question.

“And gods be damned. I will not see it ended on the account of this -”

“Say it,” Daemon taunted, hand on his sword as he waited for Ser Vaemond to strike first.

“Her children are bastards,” Ser Vaemond shouted, turning to face the King, “And she is a whore.”

You were too focused on watching Jace and Luke that you did not see Daemon unsheathe his sword. Instinctively, Aemond pulled you towards him so that you were facing away as the scene unfolded in front of the court. The way his simple touch ignited something so desperate and hungry within you was pathetic, but now was not the best time to think about that as a head quite literally rolled.

The skin underneath where your hand was placed on Aemond’s chest was on fire. You hadn’t touched him in so many years that he had forgotten the feeling it brought within him. He had forgotten the way it made his breath hitch and his heart race. Aemond was old enough to understand that the way he felt was more than lustful, but he thought himself too smart to let himself think you felt the same way.

“Don’t look,” Aemond whispered as you tried to move away from him, “This is not something you should see.”

He tightened his hold on you, not wanting to subject you to the grotesque image he was looking at. While he, in a way,  admired what his uncle had done, he still wanted to protect you from it. Aemond maneuvers you so that you are to his right side as he guides you and his sister out of the Great Hall on his mothers instruction. He hates the way he feels empty once you depart with Helaena back to her chambers to check on the twins before dinner. Had he stood there watching you a second longer, he would have seen you steal a glance at him.

“I could not help but notice your closeness to Aemond,” Helaena pointed out as she placed Jaehaera in her arms.

“Ser Vaemond got his head cut in half, Princess. He was just acting as a Prince would,” You sheepishly acknowledged, playfully tickling Jaehaerys as he giggled.

“I suppose I am not used to such Princely actions with Aegon.”

You cast her a sympathetic look, your heart aching as you thought of the treatment she received from her dear husband. While Helaena typically kept to herself, and now her children, she had still voiced to you her desire to be in a relationship of love rather than duty. You had been against her marriage to Aegon since the start due to his behaviors, but you had always kept that opinion to yourself in fear of being seen as an enemy to the crown.

“Perhaps you will have better luck with Aemond,” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but you still managed to hear it over Jaehaerys’ babbling.

Your cheeks reddened as her words hit you. “I am not to wed Aemond, Princess.”

“Not yet.”

A handmaiden was, luckily, sent to inform the two of you that it was time to head to dinner, so you bid the twins goodbye and made your way down. Despite knowing the likeliness was next to none, all you could now think about was wedding Aemond and all that came with that. Images of what you would like Aemond to do to you rushed your mind at such a speed that it made you slightly dizzy. You had to remind yourself that he had done everything to ignore you these last several years and there was no evidence showing he felt any different.

Aemond watches as you filter in behind his sister, the urge to take you to his chambers and have his way with you running rampant. Regardless of the distance, you plagued his thoughts nearly every moment of every day. All he could think about was you, but you were untouchable in his mind. You had made your decision long ago to show him so.

You felt Aemond’s stare the moment you walked into the room. It was a feeling you had grown quite accustomed to over the last few years, but something was different now. The way it made you feel was different. You pushed whatever came bubbling to the surface down, and made your way to Jace.

“Prince Jacaerys,” You curtly bowed once you were near him.

“I don’t think you have called me that in ten years,” Jace pointed out, aware that the pointed glare from his uncle was harsher than usual.

“Well, I have not seen you in six years. I am unaware if your outlook on formalities has changed,” You playfully smiled, smoothing your dress out with your hands as you stepped closer to him, “I hear compliments are due now that you are betrothed to the beautiful Baela.”

To anyone who didn’t know the true nature of your relationship with Jace, they would misinterpret the way you two acted as flirting. The way his cheeks flushed as you mentioned his beloved could easily be seen as such to those who did not hear what you had said. That is exactly how Aemond perceived it as he ignored whatever it was his brother was saying. After the way you kept looking at his nephew during earliers event, and the attention you were giving him now was enough for Aemond to assume your feelings resided with him.

Once dinner started, you took place on the corner next to Helaena and diagonal to Aemond. This time, you mustered enough courage to meet his eye and give him a warm smile as a way to extend an olive branch. You’re not quite sure if he understood what you were doing by the way he was looking at you, so you were quick to avert your eyes to the table.

“Hopefully he knows how to pleasure a woman,” Aemond leaned over to whisper to you in a dense attempt to see how you would react. Would you laugh with him or come to defend Jace?

“I am sure he would do a fine job, Aemond. Though, I am not sure why you are concerned with the matter,” You harshly muttered, giving him a sharp glare as King Viserys stood to give a toast.

Your discontent with Aemond’s jest at the expense of his nephews was not something that was new. You often got on to him when you were younger for the same behavior towards the Velaryon children. Your father had taught you to be kind to everyone and to stand up for those who deserved it, and by doing so, a part of you felt like he was still there with you.

Aemond clenched his jaw and his eye was clouded with envy as you diverted your gaze to his father. He truly hated the way it made him feel when you protected his nephews. It made him more than angry. It made him feel inferior despite knowing that his status was anything but.

You saw Aegon stand in the corner of your eye, watching as he placed himself between Baela and Jace. His voice was too hush to reach your ears, but whatever he had said angered Jace. He slammed his hands on the table as he stood, briefly startling those seated at the table. Aemond stood as his witless brother shamelessly fell back into his seat. Your eyes bounced between the two, slightly fearful that Aemond was going to start something unnecessary.

Everyone sat with bated breaths to see what was going to evolve from Aegon’s foolishness, but Jace relaxed everyone by lifting his cup. “To Prince Aegon and Prince Aemond. We have not seen each other in years, but I have fond memories of our shared youth. And as men, I hope we may yet be friends and allies. To you and your family’s good health, dear uncles.”

You raise your cup at his speech, stifling a giggle as he clapped Aegon on the back. Glancing back at Aemond, you could see the slight disappointment on his face as Jace sat back in his seat. You know that he was itching for an excuse to piss them off one way or another, but they were giving him nothing.

Helaena’s toast had you covering your mouth to both keep yourself from laughing and saying a few choice words about her marriage. The others looked slightly unkempt after she had sat down, but King Viserys was quick to suggest music to be played.

Jacaerys had always been an observant young boy, and he quickly took notice to the way his uncle’s eye was always on you. He noticed the way his jaw would clench and his body would become tense when your attention was on himself. However, he remembered the countless tear-stained letters you had sent to Dragonstone about the way Aemond’s sudden distance affected you. He caught Luke’s eye and jerked his head in the direction of you and their aunt.

Luke was smart enough to understand what his brother was trying to say without actually saying it, so he followed his actions and stood. You were whispering to Helaena when a hand came in your line of sight. Jace was giving you a comforting smile as he waited for you to take his hand and let him guide you to dance, which you accepted with enthusiasm.

Aemond didn’t miss the look Jace gave him as he directed you to the empty part of the room. Aegon tried to catch his brother's eye once Luke had stolen his sister-wife from him to do the same, but his attempt was useless. Aemond watched as your face lit up in a way he hasn’t seen in a long time. He knew that Jace was betrothed to another and that both you and him respected that, but he still found himself riddled with an immense amount of jealousy.

“I see not much has changed with you and my uncle,” Jace spoke quietly, but still loud enough that you could hear him over the music.

“Why must you ruin this good time,” You playfully rolled your eyes, looping your arm with his as you spun.

“It is merely an observation,” He retorted, “You know my stance on him, but I can see that his presence pains you still.”

Your face fell as he pointed out something that you thought you were doing good at concealing. “Today is the first time I’ve really been around him since the night he lost his eye. It’s been quite confusing so far. He is very hot and cold.”

The four of you awkwardly remain dancing as King Viserys is carried out of the room by the guards. The rest of the food is being brought out, so you had hoped that Jace decided that he was done soon so that you were able to feast. However, you should have known that was a foolish and hopeful thought as Aemond suddenly struck the table and stood, eyes not leaving you.

“Final tribute,” He extended his cup towards you and Jace. You could tell by the way his voice sounded that this was not going to be fun, and by the looks of it, everyone else picked up on that as well.

“To the health of my nephews: Jace, Luke, and Joffrey. Each of them handsome, wise,” He paused, darting from you to Jace, “Strong.”

“Aemond,” Both you and Alicent tried, hers more pleading and yours more of a warning.

“Let us drain our cups to these three Strong boys,” He taunted, his mouth quirking into a malicious smirk.

“Aemond, stop it,” You urged, praying that he would listen and not cause something regretful.

“Why? ‘Twas only a compliment,” He snapped as Jace began to approach him, “Do you not think them Strong?”

Everything went downhill after that. Jace punched Aemond, and Aegon had shoved Luke into the table when he tried to intervene. You grabbed Helaena and pulled her away from the commotion as the guards separated the brothers. Rhaena was pushing Baela back as she lunged forward, and if you weren’t so inclined to keep Halaena back, you would have shoved Aegon for the way he touched her.

You caught Aemond’s eye and shook your head in disapproval before turning to face his sister. You guided her back towards the table where Otto protectively stood in front of his granddaughter. You watched as Jace broke away from the guards and ran towards Aemond, but he was stopped by Daemon.

“Why don’t you two go back to your chambers,” Otto suggested, “I believe that was enough fun for the night.”

“Of course, Lord Hand,” You bowed before gently taking Halaena’s hand in your own and leaving the room.

After bidding the Princess goodnight, you made way back to your own chambers. The echo of your footsteps bounced off the walls as reels of the night clouded your mind. You knew that Aemond harbored resentment towards his nephews because of what they had caused him, but you’re still not sure what pushed him over the edge. You had hoped that there was a chance to mend what had been broken, but now you’re not sure that will ever be a possibility.

“Lady Y/N,” His voice enveloped you.

You froze in place, not bothering to turn to face him as you responded, “Prince Aemond.”

“I wanted to apologize for the fiasco earlier. I know my nephews can be a bit brash at times,” He chuckled, now stood directly in front of you.

You couldn’t help but let a laugh escape you. A confused look took place on Aemond’s face as your incredulous laughter filled the hall.

“Your nephews are the brash ones? You have got to be fucking with me,” You gave him a look of disbelief.

“Keep in mind that you are talking to a prince, my lady,” He clipped, taking a step towards you, “I am not sure what you mean, however.”

“Let me enlighten you then, my prince,” You emphasized, matching his step and staring directly into his eye, “You question their parentage, and you expect them to just sit back and take it. You verbally attack them and expect no retaliation. You treat them however you please and expect no consequence.”

He would be lying if he said the way you were unrelentlessly standing up to him didn’t turn him on. The way you didn’t dare break eye contact despite him throwing his title at you was enough to send him spiraling into sinful thoughts.

“If they believed themselves to be who they say they are, they would not get so angry. It’s not my fault they can’t control their anger,” He teased, eye dancing all across your face.

“You would be angry too had someone done the same to you, Aemond. You know that.”

“Yes, well, there is no reason to question who my parents are. They should have no right to my brother’s throne,” His voice slightly raised, but you didn’t back down.

“They have just as much right to it as Rhaenyra, the actual heir to the throne. Regardless of who their father is, it is Rhaenyra who gives them that right!”

“Why do you care so much? It’s as if you are in love with my nephew,” Aemond let out, his head cocking to the side as you slightly stumbled backwards.

“Is that what this is about? You think I am in love with Jace,” You scoffed, “I do love Jace, but more as a brother. He was there for me when you decided to abandon me out of nowhere. He made sure to send me letters often even though he was on Dragonstone. Jace was my comfort in a time where all I wanted was you, but you deserted me, Aemond.”

There was no use in trying to stop the tears from escaping their confinement. Even crying, he thought you were the most beautiful soul to walk the Seven Kingdoms. He had always thought that about you, even more so when your body began to develop like that of a woman. He thought you perfect now, and he could only imagine seeing you naked would absolutely send him to his knees.

Aemond knew that thinking of you naked and at his mercy was inappropriate given the circumstances, but he wasn’t sure what to think of what you had just confessed to him. All this time he had thought that he was doing what you wanted. He assumed that it was you that wanted the space from him because you were frightened of him.

“Will you say nothing,” You hesitantly asked, wiping away at the falling tears.

He hastily grabbed your hand and pulled you along behind him. You’re not sure how you managed to be so lucky, but no one saw the two of you as he pulled you into his chambers.

“Aemond, I will be ruined if I am seen entering or leaving your chambers unaccompanied,” You reminded him as he shut the door.

“Then you will not be seen,” He declared, holding his hand out to you as he stood near his cushioned bench.

You let him guide you to the bench, making sure there was enough space between the two of you that nothing would be called to question had someone walked in. Aemond, who was typically very calm and collected, let his leg slightly bounce with nerves as he gathered the right thing to say. You remained quiet, hands clasped in your lap as your mind ran through all the possibilities of what could happen.

“I thought you would have wanted nothing to do with me after we returned home that night,” He began, “The night that my nephews took my eye. I knew how people looked at me: how they still do. I was frightened that you would see me as the disfigured monster that everyone else did.”

Your heart sank as his words settled within you. You had never viewed Aemond as a monster, and it pained you greatly that he thought you did. You were aware of what people had said about him, but never once did those same thoughts cross your mind. You had accepted that it was you who had done something to upset him and drive him away, but now you realized it was all because of a laughable misunderstanding.

“Aemond,” You turned so you could grab his hands with your own, “I never viewed you as anything other than you. You made being here, away from my family, enjoyable. I looked forward to the days once we became friends. Despite your annoying persistence to bully your nephews, I valued everything about you. I thought that I had done something wrong that night by not being there for you. I thought you hated me.”

Aemond dropped your hands to cradle your face with his own as he whispered, “You are the one thing I could never hate, my love.”

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