#if I go silent again it's bc I fell asleep

[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Nightingale 🕊

Dick Grayson x reader

《A/N》: first piece for Dickie bird!! Truthfully, I just whipped this up really quick for my dear friend @allysunny . There isn't much I can do, but I hope this helps a little bit <33

If it's too personal, let me know, and I'll take it down 🫶🏻

~Fi 🐝

《Content》: lots of comfort from Dick. reader is stressed bc of school work. Dickie being the best boyfriend 🩷

《Word count》: 1.5k

Please don't copy my work! I put a lot of effort and heart into the things I write.

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Not only the moon that hung high in the sky but the burning light of your laptop illuminated your face as your tired eyes ran over the words again. With a shaky sigh you closed the device and dragged a hand down your face before a frustrated groan left your throat.

Your forehead rested on your desk as you squeezed your eyes shut and tried to ignore the salty sting in your eyes and your closing throat.

"Stupid grading system, stupid classmates..." you forced through your tightened throat, hoping that your wrath and frustration would somehow reach your fellow students on a spiritual level and make them stub their toe or spill their hot drink.

Or accidently end up in crossfire from the many shootings taking place in Gotham. You weren't picky.

Your fingers threaded through your hair and tugged at the roots, trying to get the blizzard of feelings out of your chest.

Before you had any chance to stop it, a few hot tears of frustration trickled down your face, adding to the overwhelming state you were in.

The hard wooden surface of your desk started to hurt your head, pressing unpleasantly agaisnt your forehead. A dull and pulling ache ran up your neck as well, courtesy of the weird twisting position it was in. You couldn't find it in yourself to care, pulling at the strands of your hair.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Dick sighed out in relief once he slipped through the window of your shared livingroom. Patrol wasn't too rough tonight, but he could feel the soreness in his muscle setting in.

A fair consequence after being a bit of a show off with his gymnastic skills.

Your warm apartment was a welcome contrast to the biting cold Gotham nights he knew all too well. Dick wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with you and be enveloped by the love that never failed to warm his heart.

He took his mask off his face and ran his hand through his black locks, trying to distract himself from his buzzing skin. The Nightwing suit felt all too tight right now and he couldn’t wait to get it off.

His eyes fell on the bedroom door, slightly ajar, and he cocked a brow. You should be asleep. He let out a sharp breath. He'd told you to sleep. But deep down he knew you'd be up and about the second you heard the window close.

"Stubborn girl..." he grumbled, albeit with a soft and worried intention behind his words.

You could see the door being pushed open from the corner of your eye as a big block of black and blue stepped in.

"Honey..." he said softly followed by a sigh after seeing your hunched over and distraught form at your desk.

"Hi Dickie." You replied, absolutely defeated. The feelings of anger and frustration had faded and left was only the deep sadness of being treated so unfairly.

"Hey, pretty..." his brows scrunched together, not liking how sad and tired you sounded.

"What's wrong, hm? 'Told you to get some sleep." He spoke quietly, prying your hands away from tugging at your hair and replacing them with his, gently petting your locks.

His touch made it even harder to fight the tears you've been trying to hold in. All you wanted was for him to hold you and make everything go quiet, even if it was just for tonight.

You stayed silent for a moment, Dick kneeling next to you.

"Got an e-mail about that presentation.." you explained, ready to break into tears at the mere thought of it. He gently turned your head so you could see him.

"Give me five minutes to get out of this suit and I'm yours, alright? You can tell me all about." He pressed a soft kiss to your temple and you nodded your head.

His comforting touch left you in the blink of an eye as he whisked off to the bathroom. With a quick rummage through his drawer, he was already prying at his spandex prison.

Luckily, he had nimble fingers and was back at your side within the promised five minutes, much more comfortable and ready to be your shoulder to cry on.

"C'mon, sweetheart. Let's get tucked in, yeah?" His voice was gentle and soothing, drawing you in like it always did.

Dick took your hand and helped you into bed, knowing well that you didn't need his assistance physically but that you needed to be cared for right now.

You were cuddled up next to him, wrapped in his embrace and your cozy blanket while he stroked your cheek. He frowned slightly at the couple of salty streaks that had ready dried on your skin.

"Are you okay to tell me what happened?" He asked carefully, not wanting to overstep. You took in a shaky breath.

"D'you remember that project I told you about? You know, that hig presentation with lots of other people?" He hummed in response, listening attentively.

"Well... they fucked it up. None of them were prepared, they were sputtering like a rusty engine- one chick even finished her text while one member was already presenting." You complained, feeling the distaste for such unreliable people bubble up in your chest once again.

"And now..." there was a slight crack in your voice when you spoke, making Dick holding you just a little bit tighter," they're dragging me down with them. I was prepared, I did good, but I get a shit grade too now. It's not fair."

You choked on the last word, finally letting the tears spill. You were already so overwhelmed with work, with things you needed to do that you had no time for, you didn't need a grade you needed to fix just because studying was such a foreign concept to some people.

"It's not fair, Dickie..." you cried, head resting on his shoulder with his head on top of yours. His heart cracked a little. You were such a hard worker, always going above and beyond to achieve your goals. Only to be dragged down due to a chain reaction.

"I'm sorry, baby, you don't deserve that. I know how hard you worked on that. Those assholes didn't even try.." he huffed, wiping at your ever flowing tears.

"A-And now the teacher sent an e-mail which is basically just her saying how disappointed she is and that we're doing terrible." You sobbed, needing all that stress to go somewhere. Dick maneuvered you even closer to him, stroking your back at a comforting pace.

"If anything, they're doing terrible. You did great, honey, okay? You'll figure it out. And I'll be here to support you, you know that. I'm sure you can contact the teacher and work something out. But I just want you to know- look at me.." he said softly, tilting your head to look at him. It pained him to be see you so upset.

He much preferred your pretty lips pulled up into a bright smiled instead of the wobbly pout with tear stained cheeks it was in now.

"I want you to know... that everything will be okay. You will be okay. I promise you." His voice was clear but quiet and soft as he gently bumped his nose against yours.

"You will be okay." He whispered, holding you tightly as you got the last of your sobs out and your breathing evened. They were sweet murmurs against your temple as he had you pressed against his chest, stroking your hair.

Dick held you as the moon shone through the window, he held you until it was covered by clouds and you were plunged into a grey darkness. He held you and wiped and kissed your tears away even as faint peak of colors emerged from the horizon. You were exhausted with puffy eyes as you laid in his embrace, the burden on your chest lightened for now.

You glanced up and saw how dark the bags under his eyes were, but despite that, he was still smiling down on you with a look so sweet and loving you could feel your teeth ache.

"How 'bout we make ourselves a cozy day tomorrow, hm? I'll read you Pride and Prejudice, we can have some cake, cuddle all day.." he trailed off, have of it in a slur as he struggled to keep his eyes open.

"I'd love that." You sighed with a sleepy smile, tangling your fingers together.

"You can sing for me, too.." Dick yawned, scooching further down the bed and tucking himself under the blanket, with you tightly held to his chest, of course. You giggled softly, craning your neck to press a kiss to his cheek.

"My lovely, little Nightingale..." he murmured, a dopey smile on his lips.

"I love you, Dickie bird." You said softly, bringing your lips to his in a sweet kiss before sleep took you away.

"I love you more, honey." He mumbled against your lips, content as ever, with his beloved Nightingale snug in his embrace.

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You're gonna be okay, I promise <3

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#bumblebeesfromvenus #dick grayson x reader #richard grayson #nightwing x reader #robin x reader #nightwing x you #dc x reader #dcu #dc comics

[coollyinterferes]

“Robert doesn’t know this yet, but I managed to get the dress.”

“I’m not going to make him wear it, of course–” Erina let me take one of her dresses, so it’s too small for him anyway... “–I just want to see his face when I show it to him.”

#[yes. this is in relation to that post in the link lol] #[jona likes to pull the occasional prank too] #[this is a pretty tame one too] #;ic #;jonathan says (( ic )) #[i'll be making jonathan's about page soon] #[i want to post all the stuff i couldn't finish posting last night (cause i fell asleep orz)] #[so the about page will come later] #[it isn't /super/ necessary i think? but there are small bits i want to clarify and hcs i want to write down for reference] #[that said: apologies for the low activity btw! i think i'm sick or something bc physically i'm more or less alright] #[and then i start feeling incredibly exhausted and sleepy at times] #[so if i go silent.... then i probs ended up falling asleep... again orz]

[artificialbreezy]

i’m in need of soft best friends to eventual lovers vibes tonight so,,,

being on tour with the boys and you basically have a standing invitation to Noah’s bunk— can’t sleep? get in. we can cuddle. you pull back the curtain and he’s handing you an airpod so you can listen to music together. or maybe you just talk and talk and talk and talk, about anything and everything, laughing so hard Jolly actually pops his head out of the bunk opposite to say that quote he needs his beauty sleep. maybe he braids your hair. maybe you wanna play with his. “don’t you dare cut it, Noah Sebastian Davis. I like it when the strands fall over your face.” he smirks a little at that.

I feel like Noah’s bunk is also his safe place, so if he just needs some peace and quiet, if his social battery is low, he wants to catch up on his favorite anime, yada yada… you know where to find him. but the fact there’s always room for you in his safest haven 🥺🥺🥺🦋🦋🦋 friends you don’t need any social battery for >>>

and yeah, it may be a little cramped sometimes, but you’d both be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy the close proximity. you sleep better together anyway

hrrerrghhhhhhhhhhhhggggg

no okay but hear me out.

it’s late one night and everyone asleep and you’re just laying in your bunk on your phone and you’re finally like fuck this and get up and go into the like front of the bus and just kinda sit there and Noah hears you get up so he sticks his head out of his bunk and is all “pssst come here” and you’re like “okay!!!” and he invites you into his bunk all offended you didn’t just come into his bunk to begin with and you’re like “i didn’t wanna wake you up, thought you were asleep” and he’d pull you like super close, “sweetheart if you’re the one waking me up i’ll wake up happy each time” and you blush bc it’s CUTE. and you’re just laying there together silently all tangled with each other and you hear Noah whisper “fuck it” and he’s grabbing your face and next thing you know his lips are against yours and you feel like your head is spinning bc no way your best friend wants to be kissing you too and he eventually pulls away and is all “sorry if that made that weird I- uh had too” and you’re all smiley like “no please feel free to do it again.” and he’d grab your face again and give you the most gentle kiss. “wanted to do that for a while ya know. think about it all the time.” and you just cuddle closer bc you’re all flustered and don’t know how to tell him you feel the same. so he’s just rubbing your arm with his head laying on top of yours and he whispers super quietly bc he thinks you finally fell asleep, “i’d really like to take you out. make you mine.” he doesn’t expect you to hear him, let alone respond. “i’ve been yours, Noah. just been waiting for you to say something.”

#ask breezy #noah sebastian headcanons #noah sebastian fluff #noah sebastian blurb #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut #noahsebastiann #bad omens headcanons #bad omens cult #bad omens fic

[omenics]

might I request a very very tooth rotting fic w/ Alucard. W/ a reader who is his complete opposite (aka, short, warm, friendly), whom had always found a way to take care of him, he’d fallen immediately in love when they would hold him tight in the night, giving him a semblance of safety in his castle. PLEASE THIS MAN NEEDS LOVE AND COMFORT 💗💗💗💗

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

› ..what more could he ask for? gn reader. — hi giys. im back again from the dead… sorry bc this is short as hell 😭

Your embrace was warm. Very warm. It felt like a thousand suns grazing his skin, pouring light into ever crevice of his body and leaving him with a feeling of solace, distracting him from everything outside of the castle walls.

More often than not, he preferred your hold to be one where he rest his head upon your chest, his arms wrapped around your abdomen with no desire to let you go. He felt like the happiest man in the world. And the luckiest. You usually fell asleep before him, and although your embrace relaxed and grew limp, the beating of your heart reverberating in his ears stilled whatever thoughts that clouded his mind, and the worry that seemed to be never-ending to finally cease. From the way you smelled to the way your shallow, soft breaths were and to the way your heartbeat gently echoed off of the castle’s walls he could finally feel a net of safety envelope his weary body.

He would lie away with your arms around him, basking greedily in your hold. Everything was so different with you, from how your lingering touches lit up his world and silently told him you cared, and the gazes he caught when you were trying to be discreet. If he was the moon, he was sure you would be his sun.

His love for you was something he had only seen with his parents, something he had only read in books. Nothing could ever be perfect, however with you it felt as such. He could ask for nothing more, and could live happily knowing that wherever you were, you would be safe. That he would be safe, even within these dreary castle walls.

#› ..signature spells ! #love him #alucard x reader #adrian tepes x reader #alucard tepes x reader #alucard castlevania x reader #alucard #adrian tepes #castlevania imagine #castlevania x reader #castlevania #vampire #vampire x reader #i forgot my usual tags #oops

[lady-charinette]

Forever obsessed with the fact that Kyu-chan had most likely taken care of the medical aspect of Rei's recovery after he shot himself in the arm and Kazuki and Miri being there for him every step of the way.

Kazuki explaining to Miri that Papa Rei had a bad accident at work and wouldn't really be able to use his arm the way he used to.

Miri being sad at first bc that meant Papa Rei won't be able to play video games with her anymore or hold her. Miri brightening herself up by saying Papa Rei is still Papa Rei, with two functional arms or just one, so she would do everything she could to help him recover.

Kazuki tearing up and hugging his girl and whispering what a good and sweet child she is, that both he and Rei are lucky to be able to call her their daughter. Miri hugging her papa & kissing his cheek.

Rei eavesdropping overhearing from his room, his jaw clenching in an effort to try and keep the tears at bay. They still roll down his cheeks and he quietly wipes them away.

Months of occupational therapy, Kazuki trying to find honest work, Miri going to daycare and trying to cheer up Rei and help him in the house. They're staying at another safe house of Kyu-chan's until they're able to rent their own place.

Miri sometimes rubbing and poking Rei's arm to see if he has any reaction, she grows sad when he doesn't but he just smiles and ruffles her hair, telling her he was fine as long as they all stayed together.

The quiet, tender moments in the evening when Miri is already sound asleep, safe in her bed from any threats. Where Rei is trying to change for bed but his shirt gets stuck on his head with only one arm pulling at it in one direction. Feeling two helping hands pull his shirt off the rest of the way.

Kazuki is holding out his Rei's PJ's to him, at first he refuses to accept help to get dressed, it was embarrassing, he was a grown man.

Kazuki just swats his hands away, all the while snarling what a stubborn bastard he was, but his touch was gentle and careful as he guided Rei's arms into the shirt sleeves and helped him pull up sleeping pants. Rei vehemently insisted on being able to go to the toilet ALONE, but Kazuki still hovered over the closed door from the other side just in case "Rei fell over, hit his head on the tile floor and someone had to fucking call the ambulance".

Kazuki changing for bed himself before he brushes teeth together with Rei. They grow comfortably silent, marveling at how they managed to escape with their lives, how peaceful things were (for now).

They still tense at the slightest sound, Rei reflexively tries to reach for the knife at his night desk, but he forgets he can't use his left arm and makes a mental note to move his knife to the other side for easier access.

Kazuki has multiple weapons; a short knife in the top drawer, a baseball bat under the bed and a small handgun tucked in his underwear drawer (he knew that was the safest place where Miri wouldn't look and couldn't reach). Since Rei was no longer a human weapon, he had to step up and protect both him and Miri in case Rei's father changes his mind and goes after them.

They still need time to fall asleep, Rei feels the phantom pain of the gun wound on his arm, the spot grows tense and spasms randomly throughout the day.

As if sensing his discomfort, Kazuki would reach over and gently massage Rei's arm.

"You don't have to-"

"I want to."

They fall silent again, Rei exhaling at the way his muscles relax again thanks to Kazuki's ministrations. He sinks further into the soft bed, no longer sleeping in the cold hard bathtub. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it. You want an ice-pack?"

"No."

Kazuki had argued the mini fridge in their bedroom was purchased for the sole purpose of storing ice packs for Rei, but it looked suspiciously full of pudding and other sweets for Kazuki to munch on at random intervals during the night.

They fall into a comfortable silence again, until Rei quietly whispers into the darkness. "How is job hunting going?"

Kazuki snorted. "They ask all sorts of questions. What does it matter if can't handle accounting stuff when I work as a waiter? Someone else should count the money after work! Sheesh, they drive me crazy with all those extra questions too! 'What do you like to do in your free time?', 'Why did you leave your previous workplace?', 'Why would you like to work for us?'. Duh, to make money. Besides, it's not like I can just say my previous line of work got a little too dangerous and we almost got killed infiltrating my partner's mafia family mansion."

Rei chuckled quietly. "I don't think that would be a good answer."

Kazuki mirrored his chuckle. "Yeah, neither do I. But...I should find work soon. I will find work soon. So that I can support you and Miri properly and you can rest up well."

Rei tensed again beside him and Kazuki's hand shot out to caress his arm. "Tense, again?"

Rei didn't answer. "Rei?"

A muffled sob filled the silence and Kazuki's lips stretched into a small smile in understanding.

Rei tried to silence any sounds that might escape him, but the overwhelming emotion crushing his chest like a vice had him struggling to keep his composure.

This time, Kazuki's hand touched him again but instead of massaging his arm, he moved to tenderly grab Rei's head and pull him into a hug.

Rei tried to struggle at first, but just sunk into his embrace without much fight after a few seconds.

Kazuki held him close, fingers tenderly running through his messy black hair. He knew what Rei wanted to convey without him uttering any words.

Thank you, Kazuki.

They were safe and together and that was all that mattered.

#buddy daddies #bd #buddy daddies spoilers #miri unasaka #unasaka misaki #rei suwa #suwa rei #kazuki kurusu #kurusu kazuki #kazurei #kazuki x rei #reikazu #long post

[cubicle-eyes]

Can I request just general hc for blizø with a succubus s/o (preferably gender neutral but it's ok if its more male leaning!!)

Blitzo x Succubus!Reader Headcanons

Yes yes you can

TW bc this is an 18+ show. May include cussing, sexual content, and more.

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- when you and blitzø meet he's on edge bc hey, he doesn't have good history with demons from the lust ring

- but youre.. not quite like every other succubus out there.

- it doesn't take very long at all for you two to hook up, and he's more surprised when you're still there in the morning then the fact you admit you'd like to try a relationship with him

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Blitzo was staring at Y/N, waiting to see when they'd wake up and leave. Get dressed, exit the room, and maybe give him their number. His stomach churned, fingers digging into the pillow as he frowned. He moved to roll over and stand up, but two arms wrapped around his middle and pulled him back down.

"Getting up already?"

"I don't want another round."

"Oh Satan, me either."

Y/N laughed and Blitzo blinked. They were still half asleep, but holding him tightly. He swallowed thickly.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

"..what?"

"Your leg?"

Y/N gently pulled the covers off, sitting up on their elbow and resting a hand on Blitzo's hip, using their thumb to gesture to a spot slightly below.

"I bruised you on accident."

"That shit doesn't hurt."

Blitzo cracked a grin, sitting up to. The pair stared at each other until they bust into giggles.

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- you're probably taller than him let's be honest

- loves that. Size difference >>>

- also loves when he's able to steal your clothes and he's swimming in some of the oversized ones.

- every now and then he'll go to the office and you'll already be there, wearing one of his leather jackets and he just *💀*

- speaking of the office you're probably useful to I.M.P

- makes it easier to lure some of the more competent victims if you're helping seduce them.

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"Aw. You're a little excited, aren't you?"

The target nodded excitedly, and Y/N opened their arms, inviting them in.

They got about a step closer before Blitzo shot them through the head and they fell forward unceremoniously. Blitzo hissed and Y/N laughed.

"You were supposed to wait." Y/N kissed the Imps forehead and he muttered something about "dirty hands".

"I'm just doing my job. Protect you, kill people."

"And you're doing a great job. I'll prove that to you later, okay?"

Blitzo immediately perks up, tail swishing behind him.

"Hell yeah!"

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- your relationship is closed romantically, but open sexually to allow for your own succubus needs and Blitzo's arrangement with stolas. You're both still plenty loyal to each other and there's no doubt in either of your minds

- except for blitzo because he's always 100% sure that every slipup he makes will turn into a breakup.

- you just gotta help him realize you aren't leaving any time soon

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Y/N was sitting in Bitzo's chair, the imp curled into his chest and completely silent. This wasn't something that happened often, and Y/N made sure their grip on him was tight and reassuring. They had a small fight earlier about something that escalated quickly. Blitzo's words were still fresh in Y/N's mind, but they pushed them away, burying their head against Blitzo's.

"You're quiet."

"Mm."

"You don't have to be quiet."

Y/N presses his lips to Blitzo's forehead as the imp sniffles, clutching onto their chest. Y/N sighs, letting the imp sob. Outside there's barely any noise, it's early in the morning, no demons want to he awake at such an hour unless they were forced too. Blitzo's tail curls around Y/N's leg and the succubus pulls his head up.

"I'm sorry I fought with you."

"We.. already did the apologies."

"I'm saying it again. I love you so much. I'm sorry."

Blitzo makes a noise akin to a whimper, burying his head in their neck.

"I love you too."

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- very show off. Especially when he's nervous or anxious about you being around other demons bc he's so jealous constantly

- so you'll be like in a bar, and he'll start singing a rock love ballad in a drunken state because there was one (1) (uno) demon that brushed your arm and you shut them down quickly.

- still you cried about it later because it was so cute and blitzo thought he did something wrong and was a very big baby about it.

- when you're both drunk you put on stupid music and cuddle. That's it. Nothing else happens. You could both be high as balls and be listening to "As The World Caves In" and singing and sobbing until Loona practically duct tapes your mouths shut.

- Also loona absolutely loves hates you.

- she thinks you're perfect for Blitzo and wants to make you get married kill you around every corner.

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"Loony! Y/N's staying the night."

"When aren't they staying the night?"

She scoffed, tensing her shoulders. Y/N simply laughed, setting a black bag down in front of her.

"I got you a present, bark."

The affectionate nickname came from when the pair first met and Loona straight up barked at them because she didn't see them when she walked into Blitzo's office. She rolled her eyes, opening it and starting her prepared thank-you speech.

"Oh wow. A gift. This was very unexpected

I love it so.. much."

"It's not a lot. Your phone case was cracked so I got you a new one, a few stickers for Verosika Mayday, and a new shirt. I hope you don't mind."

"Uh, thanks, Y/N."

Y/N blinked as the hellhound stared at them. They grinned, ignoring Blitzo's sniffle at the scene. Y/N pat her head affectionately and her tail swished slowly across the floor.

"No problem. Now, what're we making for dinner?"

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I could go on forever and ever about how Y/N does all the cooking in the house hut I won't I'll end it here.

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ANON I LOVE WRITING FOR BLITZO

💙

#helluva boss #blitzo #helluva boss blitzo #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss x gn reader #helluva boss x male reader #blitzo x male reader #blitzo x gn reader #im so bad at tagging my posts what #💙stories

[nohoney]

no bc i’m actually obsessed with your Hunger Games AU with Keigo and Katsuki. would you be willing to expand on it??

oooh yes, i’m very willing (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

hawks / bakugou

“I think I’ll die.”

Bakugou listens quietly from behind the door of his room, opened just a small crack as he strains his ears to listen to you speak. He’s supposed to be resting since it’s less than 48 hours for the games to begin. All that stupid parading, those annoying interviews, the scoring of all the tributes skills, all of it has lead up to games.

“Don’t say that, you’re smarter than you look. Let them underestimate you, survive out there for yourself and slip under the radar.” Hawks is trying to comfort you, standing out in the hallway where all the bedrooms are located in the lavish apartment. “You remember everything I taught you?”

He assumes that you nodded your head, he can see it in his head along with the meek little hum you gave. You’re going to live, Bakugou is going to make sure of it. You’re going to make it home and pick those flowers from the bushes you love so much, drizzle honey into your tea after trading a month’s worth of rations for just a little bit of decadence, and you’ll outlive him.

You sob a little and Hawks is shushing you. “It’s okay, cry it out now.”

“And Bakugou? What about him?” you ask quietly, “He’s my friend…”

Sadness rises in his chest and he clenches his fist. It’s swallowed down but Bakugou can’t help his heart twisting at the thought of you being sad over him. He’s always been there for you, letting you piggyback off him when you were too tired to walk through the forest, punching your bullies when they made you cry, and he always walked beside you every year when you walked towards the reaping.

“… do you know why he volunteered? He won’t tell me.”

If Hawks says anything, Bakugou is going to murder him.

“It’s best that you get rest tonight,” Hawks chooses to go around the question, “did you need something to help you sleep? I know how restless you’ve been since you’ve come here.”

There’s a little hum from you again, this one being disagreeing. “Do you remember when we used to go to the lake and play in the water with the other kids? And then we’d all nap together under the trees? You used to pet my head until I fell asleep. You remember right?” You ask quietly.

“I do.”

Bakugou does too, making a small spark of jealousy rise up in his chest. It was all innocent back then, just young kids playing and tiring themselves out. But he was always jealous too, seething silently when you paid attention to someone else but secretly happy when you stuck to his side.

“Can you do that for me please? I just… I’m sorry. That was dumb.” You try to backpedal but Hawks assured you that he’s okay with it, the softness of his voice such a dead giveaway for the obvious feelings he has for you.

It makes Bakugou want to bash his head against the wall, thinking of you and Hawks together. You’re supposed to be with him. He was supposed to have given you your favorite flowers and asked your parents for their permission to go steady at this point.

“Let’s go on the couch, I’ll grab the blanket from your room.”

Good. If Hawks had suggested your room or his own, Bakugou would have blown a fuse.

When Bakugou comes out his room in the morning, you’re sleeping alone on the couch with the blanket tucked comfortably around you. You look peaceful and he stands to admire you for a bit. His eyes look around first, glancing to be sure that Hawks isn’t around. Then he reaches down to pet the top of your head, feeling how soft your hair is from the luxurious shower products that he hopes you will get to bathe in again when this is all over.

“Mmf… Bakugou?” You mutter, your voice still heavy with sleep as you start to rouse. “Good morning.”

“Hey.” he simply greets, “You want some tea?”

You nod your head as you slowly sit up from your spot. You stretch your limbs and yawn. Although you managed to sleep, he sees that you are not rested. “I’m scared.” You quietly admit, “I’m really scared.”

He knows.

“I’m scared that-“ you start to speak but then Hawks emerges from the hallway. You keep your head down and shrink into yourself, unable to look at Hawks or Bakugou.

━━━━✧

Hawks watches with bated breath, everyone quiet as they watch the scene unfold in front of them. You fell sick, running with a high fever and delirious, barely able to stay conscious. Bakugou tucked you away in a cave to keep you safe, trying to keep you fed and alive. Everyone could see that he was upset to see you so unwell and unable to fend for yourself.

The two of you fell asleep together just a few hours ago with Bakugou’s arms wrapped protectively around you despite you complaining that it was too hot. You needed to break the fever and he was making sure of that even when you cried over how uncomfortable you felt. But the cameras were on you, recording everything when you slipped out of Bakugou’s hold and slowly peeled off the layers of clothes from your body.

If only Hawks could tell the cameras to turn away, to pan to the other tributes but he knows they won’t.

This is good television for them after all.

“Bakugou… Bakugou… it’s hot.” You slightly rock him back and forth, sweat sticking to your forehead and looking so sad. “Wake up… wake up!”

He startled awake, his eyes immediately of course drawn to your nudity and he hisses for you to put your clothes back on. You weakly fight him, shaking your head and whining in a way that reminds Hawks of when you used to throw a tantrum when you were a child. He used to pick you up and hold you until you calmed down. Now he watches how Bakugou is struggling to keep his composure around you in this vulnerable state.

“(Name)! (Name)! Stop, put your damn clothes on!” Bakugou is trying to push the thermals over your head and dress you while also trying to keep his head turned away. The stupid hosts comment how chivalrous Bakugou is, admiring with a cooing ‘awww’ that makes Hawks sick to his stomach.

This isn’t meant to be cute; you’re indecent and sick and it’s all being recorded.

“I can’t do it…” you murmur, “Can’t…”

“Yea, you can.” Bakugou sighs in frustration, “just put your head through-“

“I can’t go home without you.” You admit to him, still pushing off the clothing he’s trying to put you in.

Everyone watching the scene holds their breath.

Bakugou freezes, his face looked pained but unsure what he should say to you.

“Please, we have to go home together.” You plead quietly with tears beginning to prick the corners of your eyes, “We need to go home.”

Bakugou remains silent before putting his hand over your forehead. “Your fever is getting worse, you need to lay down and rest more.”

Hawks breaks out of his trance and looks around. He needs to do his part as your mentor, try to get you some aid from his end in any way he can. So even though he’s sick to his stomach that your nudity was televised and such an intimate moment between you and Bakugou was captured, he sets it aside to schmooze up the elites. He tells them precious little stories of you and Bakugou as children, now using the intimate confession to spin a story of sweet childhood friends with secret harboring feelings for one another.

The very thing that Bakugou never wanted in the first place.

The elites eat it up and a little parachute of medicine sails slowly in the air towards Bakugou. He snatches it and practically rips the shell open, his body deflating in relief when he finds medicine inside.

Hawks just knows that if he were to tell Bakugou how he was able to get that medicine for you, he’d be dead.

#y’all don’t know how long i was waiting for someone to finally ask about the hunger games au #this was sitting in my head for the last year or so and i was so happy to finally write it out #hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #hawks angst #bakugou angst #hunger games au

[urhoneycombwitch]

Rockstar!Eddie x assistant/manager!reader who likes Eddie, because unlike some other rockers, he minds his p's and q's, doesn't run off to god knows where with God knows who at all hours of the night, isn't overly demanding, but the damn boy jist won't let them do their job!

he wants to follow assistant!reader around like a puppy even when they're trying to tell him no! you've got rehearsal and I have to go do xyz! Or trying to go out on a date and assistant reader is like, if I want my salary, I have to abide by the contract that says I can't get involved with the contract and Eddie's trying to use his Bambi eyes like 🥺🥺 but what if we talked about the music? Isn't that still contract abiding? Just, you know, wear something nice and I'll pick you up from your room at 8. And they're like 🙄 you're going to get me in trouble, but Eddie doesn't mind them threatening his ass, because he'll pay their salary out of pocket and honestly, a person in charge turns him on (which is why he keeps pestering so assistant!reader can keep telling him off)

verrrryyyyyy this!!!??

assistant!reader who is totally neurotic/anal about everything, like perhaps seek an OCD diagnosis bestie (but it’s 1990 and no one has time for that!!)

you get hired to drag their asses to places on time but also bc you graduated top of your communications class and can get them into any building anywhere. you and eddie have a whole “do you even know who you’re TALKING TO” routine that you’ve perfected over the years.

It literally took him months to wear you down into not calling him Mr. Munson anymore. you were trying to be PROFESSIONAL while also tamping down your massive crush on Eddie.

it’s a sitch of eddie fell first and loudly but you fell… near-silently. Over the course of two 30-state tours. Bc he’s your CLIENT. You CANT do anything about your little crush. Even IF he flirts with you like it’s his job. Even IF you accidentally walked in on him changing one time and all he did was grin wolfishly at you and asked if you liked what you saw.

morning pre-show meetings w the whole team where the band is half asleep from drunken escapades the night previous but they all show up 9am (mostly) sharp bc they knew Eddie promised to flay them alive if they didn’t make your meeting.

and he’s sitting at the head of the conference room table, boots staggered on the ground, all dark denim and black leather, smoking a cigarette with his morning coffee, looking like he wants to eat you up as you pointedly ignore him so you can get through your little whiteboard spiel

and when you cap the dry erase pen and turn on your heel all efficient to the assembled team chirping “Okay, any comments or questions?” Eddie is raising two fingers in the air casually. And when you call on him with an apprehensive “Yes, Eddie?” (bc you’re expecting pushback on the schedule you’d just painstakingly outlined) he throws you for a loop when he instead says “You’re looking very pretty today, angel 🙂”

Leaving you sputtering, grabbing at some random papers on the table to shakily stack- “Any other comments or questions?”- immediately followed by Eddie raising his hand again, so you tack on “About the schedule? 🙄” and his hand goes down.

and as the marketing head takes over you can FEEL Eddie grinning at you from the corner of your eye and you’re really not trying to give him the satisfaction of your attention but it’s getting harder to deny his charms w each passing day 🫠🫠🫠

#Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson x you #rockstar!eddie x reader #rockstar!eddie x assisstant!reader #lu’s anons #e.m. thots from lu

[filmbyjy]

GOOD MORNING

PAIRING: park jongseong x gn!reader

SUMMARY: spending a night at your idol boyfriend’s dorm was surely amazing but waking up next to him was even better.

GENRE: FLUFF😖 YOUR HONOUR THIS DRABBLE IS EXTREMELY ADORABLE😭 also jake is being salty as fuck bc you two woke him up and the poor baby is tired :(( belift let the boys have a good rest tyvm.

WARNING: mentioned ‘sex’ like once as a joke

NOTE: all I can say is…THIS IS MAKING ME WANT A BOYFRIEND👹 IM SO SINGLE TF

“jongseong~” you slurred out. your boyfriend giddily smiles. maybe drinking wine wasn’t a smart move since you had to go home. to be fair, you only drank because your boyfriend had just came back from tour. he was also the one who suggested drinking wine since he mentioned how it suits him more as compared to beer or soju.

your head rests on his shoulders.

“let’s get you to bed, love.” jay whispers. you whined.

“but if i go to bed...how will i see your pretty face? i haven’t seen it since 2 months ago.”

jay chuckles, “come on. you can see more of my face in the morning.”

you whined once again. jay pecks your forehead.

“let’s go. you can sleep in bed-”

“with you?” your eyes sparkled.

jay smiles before leaning in to give your forehead a peck. “with me.”

you giggled, “i get to sleep with such a handsome boy.”

jay snorts, “come on.” he lightly tugs on your arms.

you stood up and jay leads you into his shared bedroom with jake.

“alright-”

you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him forward after he tucks you in bed.

“mmm, sleep with me jongseong~”

with jake being in the same room as jay, he clearly heard whatever you drunkenly slurred out. the poor boy’s eyes widened.

“dude, this is my room too. please do the sex somewhere else.” jake gestures to the bathroom.

“fuck off, they’re drunk and they meant sleep as in not sex.” jay throws his ryan plushie at the boy. jake yelps as he attempts to dodge the plushie from hitting him.

you giggle, “I wouldn’t mind-”

“you’re drunk. goodnight.” jay slides into the covers beside you. “jake, shut the lights.”

jake grumbles, “fine.”

the next morning, you stirred in your sleep. you felt a grip tighten around your waist and so it caused you to wake up. you turned to the figure. you reached out to push back the fallen hair pieces away from his face (his god-like face).

your eyes trailed down to meet with his cute pouty lips. it looked irresistible and you wanted to possibly wake him up with a kiss.

but is it too much? you just woke up and was previously drunk on wine. would your breath stink? would your dear god-like boyfriend care? oh my god, what if he-

“you know, love. if you’re not going to do it. I will do it for you.” jay says.

“what?” you say in shock. his eyes flutter open and quickly meet yours.

“i mean what I said, my love.”

“jay, my breath stinks.”

“and? I want my morning kiss.” he says. you hid your face right on his chest. he chuckles. “come on, don’t be shy now.”

“no, this is embarrassing.”

“how is waking me up with a kiss embarrassing?”

“you caught me nearly doing it.”

“well you didn’t do it so i’m sad.” jay pouts.

“I don’t want to embarrass myself, jongseong.”

“do I look like I care? I want a kiss from the person I love.”

“nooo-” your whining gets interrupted.

“can you two shut the fuck up, I want to sleep. it’s fucking 8am in the morning and it’s an off day for us. if you wanna be all lovey dovey, go to the fucking kitchen.” jake barks out. seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

it left the room dead silent. jake slams his head back onto the pillows and fell fast asleep. both you and jay turned to each other.

“want breakfast?” you asked.

“do you count as breakfast?” jay teasingly asks. you smacked his arm. he winces.

“no. i’m not on the menu.”

jay chuckles before pulling you into a hug and pecking your lips.

that was a great a start to the day.

#LET ME HAVE CHANCE #PLEASE I WANT A JONGSEONG IN MY LIFE👹 #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen imagine #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen x reader imagines #enhypen jay #jay #jay imagines #jay imagine #jay fluff #jay x reader #jay x reader imagines #jongseong #jongseong imagines #jongseong imagine #jongseong fluff #park jongseong #park jongseong imagines #park jongseong imagine #park jongseong fluff

[yourlocalpansimp4kiribaku]

KiriBaku X Reader bc why the hell not- (Just saying, I suck at stories. :’)

So basically, I wanted to do this bc im a simp but anygays-lets get into the story.

It was around 7 in the morning, the time you would normally wake up for patrol. Your patrol would start at 8:30 and Eijiro was cooking breakfast for you and Katsuki.

“Morning Baby Shark.” Eijiro greeted you with a goofy grin but it quickly faded when he saw your face, which looked awful. (In a sick way)

“Morning..” You groaned. You were about to fall back asleep yet you managed to stay up this entire time. Your voice sounded raspy and rough. Katsuki noticed this and came stomping over.

“You’re not going on patrol if you’re sick.” Katsuki declared. His voice sounded like he genuinely cared, and he did, even though he didn’t show it much.

“I’m not sick Katsuki..” You mumbled. You knew you were but you were stubborn as always. “I’m just tired…”

“Sure.” Eijiro said sarcastically. He had doubts Katsuki would even let you take one toe out the house, no matter what.

“Shut up!” You and Katsuki yelled in unison. “Anyways, as I was saying, you’re not going to patrol.”

“Oh come o-” You fell silent as Katsuki placed his hand on your forehead.

“Eijiro, get the thermometer!” Katsuki yelled demandingly. “Get a bowl of cold water and a towel too!” He was yelling his head off, but only because he loved you. “And as for you. Are you… feeling alright or whatever?”

“Aww that’s so sweet Katsuki!” Eijiro was at the doorway. He kind of ruined the moment but it was funny nonetheless, so you and Kirishima giggled whilst Katsuki grumbled.

“STOP LAUGHING YOU DIMWITS!” Katsuki yelled. He was annoyed and you interrupted. “That’s what she said!” While Kirishima laughing even harder didn’t help the situation.

”Hah? What do you mean ‘that’s what she said’- YOU TWO ARE IDIOTS!”

”No we’re not!” You pouted.

“YES YOU ARE BRAINLESS LOSERS!”

“Okay, okay! Chill out dude!” Eijiro said after a while. “Are you actually okay though?” He asked in a concerned voice. He grabbed the thermometer and check your temperature.

“Well?” Katsuki asked impatiently.

“A HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR DEGREES??!” Eijiro yelled. “HOW THE HELL- oh am I hurting your ears? I’m so sorry.” He noticed you winced when he screamed.

“It’s.. fine..” You reassured. Katsuki shoved Kirishima aside.

(“Ow!”) “Are you actually okay or whatever?” Katsuki asked. He seemed to genuinely care about you, and when Kirishima tried to come back Katsuki pushed him aside- again. (“Hey!”) “Oh shut up Shitty Hair. You’re the one that made their ears hurt in the first place.”

#kiribaku #krbk #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kiribaku x reader #kiribaku x y/n #sick reader #polyamory #my hero academia #boku no hero acedamia

[aanoia]

rip james potter I believe he would’ve loved taylor swift and for some reason I associate him specifically with London Boy so can you write something w that plsss I love ur writing

YES james would be a swiftie and everyone knows it. I rly hope I did this justice bc there are so so many lyrics, t swizzle makes it so difficult sometimes

London Boy

James Potter x reader words; 2255 song; London Boy by T Swizzle warnings; none rly, js a douchy Ravenclaw my masterlist Remus is Elvis, James is Taylor, Sirius is Lana. PROVE ME WRONG. u cant. anyway, i tried making pancakes for breakfast (at 1pm) and it did not go well. I used three pans and burned multiple pancakes but oh well if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. HAVE FUN

(I've used this gif so many times and idec)

(We can go driving in, on my scooter)

(Ah, you know, just 'round London)

I love my hometown

As much as Motown, I love SoCal

And you know I love Springsteen

Faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskey

Transfering from Ilvermorny to Hogwarts was quite a difficult thing to do. The culture shock, the stares, the comments on your accent, everything. It was so much different and dare I say, maybe even better. But that’s mostly because every pretty girl and cute boy you saw had such a dreamy accent you fell in love on the spot.

But something happened, I heard him laughing

I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent

I abruptly stopped walking as the most beautiful sound on Earth filled my ears.

“Y/n?” My new friend and roommate, Lily, asked.

“Who is making that sound?” I asked, peaking around the corner. His bright smile and adorable dimples made my heart speed up as Lily looked over my shoulder and scoffed.

“He’s not worth it, Y/n. That’s James Potter, he's a total dick.” She said, pulling me back  but I froze again as his voice filled my ears. I looked at Lily with an open mouthed smile and she shook her head at me, fighting off a small smile of her own and grabbing my arm, dragging me away.

They say home is where the heart is

But that's not where mine lives

“Oh, how the tables have turned.” Sirius joked as Y/n sauntered away, her usual smirk still on her face despite being rejected for the thousandth time. 

James threw a piece of toast at his face, “Shut it, Pads.”

“I don’t understand.” Remus started. “You obviously like her, why do you keep saying no?”

“He likes the attention, duh.” Peter spoke up with a teasing smile. James rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it.

“Maybe it is a little nice to finally receive the same attention I used to give out, but is that so wrong?” He asked and Remus shook his head.

“Well, I think it is. It wore down on you, Prongs. And you know it. Eventually, it started to hurt you a lot, who says that’ll be different for her?”

You know I love a London boy

I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon

“I’m actually really glad I finally said yes.” James said as we sat in the Three Broomsticks.

I snorted, “Me too. We Americans know how to date, alright. With me, you’ll have the time of your life.”

He likes my American smile

Like a child when our eyes meet

Darling, I fancy you

I smiled widely as I made eye contact with James from across the classroom. He blushed and winked, before scribbling down on a piece of parchment, balling it up and throwing it to me. I unfolded the paper and smiled at the writing. Wanna go out? Yes ☐, Yes ☐ I laughed quietly and wrote down my answer, throwing it back and almost hitting another student in the head.

He frowned at my answer and I winked back, making him shake his head with a silent laugh. 

Nope ☑

Took me back to Highgate

Met all of his best mates

“I will beat you, silly American.” Sirius seethed, scanning the chess board as I sat, smirking widely. 

“Nah, you won’t, Brit.”

“Y/n, you should really give me your notes for Potions, I fell asleep.” Peter said with a sheepish smile and I motioned towards my bag, not taking my eyes off the board.

“I finished the book.” Remus said, coming into the common room. “Thank you for letting me borrow it, Y/n. It was a truly amazing book, and your annotations made it even better.” He said, setting the book on my bag and I gave him a thumbs up.

My smirk grew as I met Sirius’ eyes.

He shook his head, “Don’t you dare.” I opened my mouth. “Y/n, don’t say it. Don’t do i-”

“Checkmate.” He groaned in annoyance and flipped the board. I giggled as I picked up the pieces, proud of my win. Little did I know James watched me with a fond smile as he witnessed me interact so greatly with the people that meant most to him. Next stop, his parents.

So I guess all the rumors are true

You know I love a London boy

Boy, I fancy you, ooh

“Hello, dears. Come on in.” James’ mother said with a warm smile and I nodded, stepping into her cozy home with a smile.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, ma’am.” I said kindly and she waved me off.

“Please, the pleasure is all mine. When I found out my little Jamesie finally got himself a girlfriend I was ecstatic!” She giggled and James groaned.

“Mom!”

And now I love high tea

Stories from Uni and the West End

You can find me in the pub

We are watchin' rugby with his school friends

“No, no, no- ahh damnit.” I groaned, the Quidditch team I rooted for losing the game in anger as Sirius cheered.

“Yes! Take that, Miss America!” Sirius boasted and I rolled my eyes, shoving his shoulder roughly.

“You’re an ass, Black.” I said with a smile so he knew I was joking.

Show me a grey sky, a rainy cab ride

Babes, don't threaten me with a good time

“Let’s dance.” I said, standing up from the ground and brushing myself off before offering my hand to James.

“In the rain?” He asked, his eyebrows raised.

I nodded, “Yes. In the rain.”

James laughed and shook his head before taking my hand and lifting himself up. “May I have this dance, m’lady?”

“Why of course, kind sir.”

They say home is where the heart is

But God, I love the English (THE BEST PART OF THIS SONG)

“You guys, I’m gonna be so for real with y’all here, I will never get tired of hearing your voices.” I said seriously and everyone burst out laughing. I shrugged, “I’m serious-” I pointed at Sirius who opened his mouth to make a joke. “Don’t even think about it. But, if I could listen to you guys 24/7 I would, other than Sirius of course. His voice makes me wanna stab my ears with a butter knife.”

“You’re mean.” Sirius pouted and James placed a big kiss on my cheek with a proud smile.

“That’s my girl.” He said proudly.

You know I love a London boy

I enjoy nights in Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon

He likes my American smile

Like a child when our eyes meet

Darling, I fancy you

“Dude.” I said to James as we laid on our stomachs in the common room, the fire crackling next to us.

“Dude.” He responded, a lazy smile on his lips.

“I like, hm, how do you English put it?” I feigned thinking for a second and gasped. “Ah yes, I like, fancy you or something.”

“Or something?” He asked.

“Mhm.” I hummed.

He lifted up on his elbows, resting his chin in his hand. “Well, I like, fancy you or something, too.”

Took me back to Highgate

Met all of his best mates

So I guess all the rumors are true

You know I love a London boy

Boy, I fancy you

“Do you miss Ilvermorny?” James asked quietly as we cuddled on his bed, the only sound being Sirius’ soft snores.

“Sometimes. I miss my friends mostly.” I told him and he hummed.

“If you had the opportunity to go back, would you? Like completely move back and start attending Ilvermorny again.”

I thought about it for a second before shaking my head, despite James not being able to see it, “No. I wouldn’t. There’s this boy here-”

James laughed quietly, “Oh really?”

“Yep.”

“Tell me about him.”

“Well, he’s super super cute and his voice is music to my ears, I’m telling you. He’s also super good at Quidditch and because of that he's got thunder thighs and thick thighs save lives.” He laughed, trying to muffle it so his friends didn’t wake up. “He’s just amazing. So I wouldn’t want to leave him, or any of the new friends I’ve made.”

So please show me Hackney

Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street

Just wanna be with you

Wanna be with you

“Uh, excuse me, why are you bothering my girlfriend?” James asked, wrapping his arm around my waist and I deflated, instantly feeling comfort.

The Ravenclaw boy in front of us scratched the back of his neck, “Sorry. Didn’t know you guys were dating, though, Y/n, you could do much better than this Gryffindor slug.” He shrugged and James tensed.

“You littl-”

“James.” I said, placing my hand on his arm. “He’s not worth it, take a chill pill.” 

“Yeah, that’s right. Listen to your little bitch.” The Ravenclaw said, turning around and walking back to his snickering friends. 

I pulled my wand out quickly and muttered a quick spell at his back, causing him to fly forward, knocking over him and his friends who all groaned in pain on the floor. I looked up with a smirk and made eye contact with Professor McGonagall, my smile dropped. She glanced at the knocked over boys and then back at me, winking and walking away as if she didn’t see a thing.

Stick with me, I'm your queen

Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath

Just wanna be with you (wanna be with you)

Wanna be with you (oh)

“Now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for.” Dumbledore said with a smile on the stage. “The Yule King and Queen.” He opened the envelope slowly, dragging it out as long as he could. His smile widened as he read the winners. “James Potter and Y/n L/n, except, Y/n is our King and James is our Queen.” The students laughed loudly as James and I high fived, planning it all along.

We walked onto the stage and got our crowns before bowing dramatically to the crowd who chanted our names, hands in the air. Dumbledore shook his head in amusement, his own laughs falling from his lips.

“Oh, children.” He muttered, walking off the stage.

'Cause you know I love a London boy

I enjoy walking Soho, drinking in the afternoon (yeah)

He likes my American smile

Like a child when our eyes meet

Darling, I fancy you (you)

“Are you ready?” James asked, mounting his broom and giving me his signature smile.

I shook my head, “Nope. I don’t trust you one bit, James. You’re gonna kill me, I’ve seen how you fly.” I said, taking a step away from the broom.

James held out his hand, “Come on, don’t be a wuss.” I sighed and got on the broom behind him, immediately wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. He laughed and flew up in the air. “This is something I could get used to.” He said and I could hear his smile.

“Me too.”

Took me back to Highgate

Met all of his best mates

So I guess all the rumors are true (yeah)

You know I love a London boy (oh)

Boy (oh), I fancy you (I fancy you)

“So, James, will you marry me?” I said on my knee and James snorted.

“You’re such a dork.” He teased and also got down on one knee, pulling a small box from his pocket.

“No shit, you copycat.” I said with a smile as he opened the box to reveal a beautiful ruby ring.

“Y/n, I’ll marry you if you marry me.” He said and I nodded.

“It’s a deal then.” 

So please show me Hackney

Doesn't have to be Louis V up on Bond Street

Just wanna be with you

(Boy, boy, I fancy you, oh whoa, oh, oh)

“Hello, Harry.” I whispered quietly to my newborn, gently brushing the little bit of hair he had out of his face.

“You two are so beautiful.” James said from my side, admiring his son. 

“He’s gonna be British.” I said with a smile and James snorted. “I’ve always wanted a little British baby.”

“You are so weird.” 

I kissed James, “You love me.”

“I do.”

Stick with me, I'm your queen

Like a Tennessee Stella McCartney on the Heath

Just wanna be with you

(Wanna be with you)

(I fancy you, yeah, I fancy you)

“Bye, Harry! Have fun!” I yelled out, pushing down my tears as eleven year old Harry boarded the Hogwarts express for the first time. “Be safe!” I sighed as the train took off and spun the ring on my finger.

“I hope those twins let him help with pranks. You know I slipped them the map.” James said from beside me and I looked at him with wide eyes.

“You what?”

He nodded proudly, “Yep. I slipped the Marauders map into George's bag. Or was it Fred? You know, I really have no clue with those two.”

I snorted and patted his shoulder, turning around to walk out of the platform, but yelped as I was pulled back. James turned me around and planted a fat kiss on my lips, a smile evident on his face.

He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine, “Let’s have another kid.”

I snorted, “Two of you are enough, I don’t need a third.”

“That sounded like a yes.”

“It sounded like a no.”

It apparently was a yes.

Ooh wooh ooh

taglist (if u wanna be added comment);

@loving-and-dreaming @1lellykins @poetrypirate

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[downundergarfield]

Dude, the day I finally get ahold of that Sniper ass… anyway… please a sniper x f!reader who is also pretty introverted and the two start hanging out together in private bc she cannot stand how loud the other mercs be sometimes. Thank you <3

That sounds so sweet, dear anon. This is what I managed to compose:

Sniper × F!reader they start hanging out together because they can't stand how noisy everyone else is.

Friday afternoon. The sun was covered with clouds and the whole day was flooded with a hundred shades of gray. A sticky feeling of some kind of fatigue and sadness hung heavily on your shoulders. You looked at the bustling mercenaries who were preparing for some kind of holiday or party. The Soldier shouted something commanding at the others, the Scout shouted something in response. Everyone was fussing and the noise made your head spin. You sighed after looking at it and went to a place familiar to you, and only to you. Along the way, Pyro stuck to you, they asked where you were going, mumbling something worriedly. You said you wanted to be alone and Pyro understood that.

A small library. The mercenaries could not boast of a special zeal for reading, there were not many books on this. Shelves, too, but they served more as the walls of a small maze. There was no light in the room. Because no one is sitting here, why conduct electricity here?

You sat down between the shelves, sighing heavily. You took out a flashlight, a favorite book and were able to enjoy quiet solitude in this dusty remote room. There was almost no noise, except that the rain was drumming on the glass. When did it start? Apparently the weather is also not up to the festivities. Calm and quiet. Even your head almost doesn't hurt.

You were already beginning to nod off, when your rest was interrupted by a sound on the left. You looked there, peering fearfully into the darkness. A tall, stooped figure stood in the thick black darkness. Hastily grabbing a flashlight, you shone it in its direction. The light fell on the scarlet shirt. There was a hoarse little moan.

"-aagh, not in the eyes, mate!"

He was covering his blinded eyes with his hands. Oh, thank God, it's just the Sniper.

"what are you doing here?"

You whispered, looking at the lanky man.

"that's what I 'ave to ask ya"

He rubbed his blinded eyes and then put his glasses back on.

You raised one eyebrow.

"- I'm taking a break from these goons. Too much noise."

He chuckled.

"-surprised. 'm also hiding from these wanka's."

Silence reigned. You shone on his body without getting into his eyes. He was looking at you through reflective glasses. An awkward pause. Damn, what else can you say?

"-sit down?"

You nod, he carefully sits down next to you, looking into the empty darkness of the library.

"-often here?"

You nod.

"- when they start making noise."

"-same."

You're both at a loss for words. But it's nice for you to realize that you're not the only one. Not one quiet guy. He pauses, looks at you in this light lantern light and slowly leans closer. You can smell tobacco and fresh wood.

"what are you reading?"

You don't immediately gather your words and tell him about the contents of the book, about the characters, about your favorite story from there. He smiles softly, listening to you attentively. You don't raise your voice, speak softly, and he answers you no less softly. Here his hoarse raspy voice feels really cozy. It's like hanging out with a cool uncle.

"- This is quite interestin', also have something to tell...."

He tells you about the things he has seen, and you respond. Once you philosophize. Once you discuss others. Gently laugh it off, chuckling softly. And then be silent again.

Comfort warms you and you do not notice how you are leaning on his shoulder. He shudders and is ready to swear that an army of goosebumps ran over his skin. But he didn't object. The sound of the rain lulled, and the warmth from his body warmed. You didn't even notice how you fell asleep, having knocked out the flashlight. You will wake up later when the sun hits your eyes. The Sniper will be right there, sleeping on one of the bookshelves. One thing will catch your attention. His vest covers you. How cute.

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[juyeonszn]

AND THEN THERE IS YOU

PAIRING ju haknyeon x f!reader (gn technically since there are no gendered terms)

WORD COUNT 1.17k

GENRES fluff ﹒very slight angst like blink and u miss it

WARNINGS another fic of mine that doesn’t require an 18+ warning… fawn in her tamed era 🙏, ur heart will ache from how </3 this is, mentions of divorce, reader had kind of a shitty childhood, reader also has some intimacy issues, hak is the most patient and kind person ever, throws up everywhere bc me when </3

SUMMARY he was content loving you until you were ready to love him.

MORE ANDDDDD my insanity strikes again!!!!1!1!1! aka in my dr. seuss william shakespeare edgar allan poe steven king arc 😍 my inspiration has been crazy lately, so enjoy this before juyeonszn goes into a drought deeper into the semester 😭 ANYWAYS MAE (@maessseongs) HERE U GO!! i kept it fluffier and kinda short bc it just felt right, i hope that’s okay with u! this is the last request from my 100 followers event so far ✨ prompts used are: 2, 7 >:)

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs

Relationships were a weird concept to you. Growing up, you’d never really been shown affection. Your parents weren’t the type to pack your lunch for school in the morning and send you off with a peck on the cheek followed by an ‘I Love You’.

In fact, they never told you that they loved you very often. Maybe a handful of times in your whole life did you hear those three words uttered from them. And even less did you hear that they were proud of you. It was worse when you took a step back and watched their own crumbling marriage.

As long as they’d been together, you never heard them tell the other how much they were appreciated. They fought more than they got along. You usually fell asleep to the sound of doors slamming and loud arguing in the hallway. When they finally decided to get a divorce, you almost cried out of joy. They were draining more out of you than each other.

So, perhaps that had to do with your fucked up view of relationships as you became an adult. You could never fully comprehend what love was since you didn’t exactly have stellar role models. Boyfriends came and went, losing interest as soon as they realized how disconnected you were. Your heart was never truly in it.

And then, you met Haknyeon.

Sweet sweet Haknyeon, who only cared about your happiness and your well being. Haknyeon, who didn’t ask you for more than you could give. Who didn’t push you for answers when you shut him out. Who patiently waited on the sidelines while you rebooted yourself.

If there were a higher being out in the universe, they’d done an excellent job at putting all the best qualities into Ju Haknyeon. By some miracle or a stroke of luck, he found his way to you. You’ll always think that he deserves better than you, but you’ll also always be eternally grateful that you have him.

As summer takes its last breath and the air begins to chill, leaves wilting to the streets and crunching below the feet of passersby, your motivation to get up in the mornings has started its tumultuous decline. You don’t know what it is about the change in seasons that continues to put a damper in your mood as the years go on, but it’s become almost too much to bear. It was no longer a dull pressure in the pit of your stomach and the back of your mind. Now it was a heaviness that settled in your heart and weighed you down.

It was a Thursday evening and you were tucked into bed already, despite a peek of the sun still visible over the horizon. Your head was pounding despite the room being silent. You curl into yourself further just as your bedroom door creaks open. Haknyeon whispers an apology, going to exit the room when he sees the state you’re in.

It was standard for him to leave you alone until you were ready to talk. He knew you had a hard time opening up, considering what you’d grown up with, and he didn’t want to be the person who pestered you to tell him what was wrong. He wanted you to feel comfortable coming to him first. Haknyeon couldn’t handle being the reason you were pushed to your breaking point.

But for some reason, this time is different. You don’t want to be left alone. You want to be held. You want him to kiss your forehead and tell you he loves you, unlike what you had when you were younger.

“Hak, wait,” you call, voice slightly hoarse. “Stay. Please.”

He’s taken aback by your request, but doesn’t hesitate to follow through. He climbs into the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around your center. In spite of the fact that this wasn’t a usual occurrence, that cuddling was something you’ve only done a couple other times, he embraces you as if this was second nature for him. As if holding you in his arms was his very life source.

“Are you sure?” He asks softly, words spoken gently into your hair.

“Mhm, I want this,” you nod, nuzzling into his arm. “I have never felt this safe with anyone before.”

Haknyeon’s breathing stutters. You’ve never admitted this to him before, you’ve never ever said ‘I Love You’, but he’s always been willing to wait. He understood that this was a new territory for you. He was content loving you until you were ready to love him, even if it took months— even if it took years. That’s how much he cared for you. In his eyes, you were the reason there were stars in the sky. You were the reason why the sun rose in the morning and why the moon shone at night.

He kisses your temple. “I’ll be here to protect you.”

You turn in his arms to get a good look at his face. Because it was so rare that you were this close, you wanted to memorize his features from this distance. You trace his cheekbones and jawline with your thumb, eyes flickering down to his lips.

You lean forward, minimizing the gap between you to press your lips into a sweet kiss, almost as sweet as him. Haknyeon gasps out of surprise, but quickly reciprocates your affection, bringing up a hand to cup your face. He allows you to set the pace, to move at a speed you were comfortable with in case this was all you wanted.

When you pull back to catch your breath, he smiles, taking in how pretty you were. He could never get enough of you. He thinks that was his biggest flaw, being so greedy when it came to you. He couldn’t help but indulge himself every time you let him, though if it were a sin, he’d gladly commit it over and over again.

“However many years we have left, I wanna spend them all with you.”

You feel the tears dripping down your cheeks before you register that you’re crying. You couldn’t possibly fathom how Haknyeon came to find love in the form of you; the hollow shell of a person who’s never felt the warmth of another human in their life. You didn’t think you deserved someone like him. The only logical explanation was that you were a saint in a past life, and the higher being you mentioned earlier was rewarding you for it.

But even so, he loved you. Enough that he wasn’t afraid to spend the rest of his life with you waking up on the other side of the bed.

He swipes away some stray tears with the pad of his thumb and kisses your nose. You let out a small laugh, connecting your lips once more. It conveys all you want to say, but you know saying it out loud will make it concrete. It’ll solidify what you’ve been building up the courage to finally tell him.

“I wanna spend them all with you, too.”

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[tonberry-yoda]

HIIIIII ITS MEEEE- 🚁 the brrrr

its not papa croc but fluff croc is as 💪😤 ✨

Hereeeee

Croc maybe had something he had to tend to and returned late at night to y/n sleeping in dim lights in their very the comfortable the room 😌

And bro as always, tried to be as silent he can, doing his night routine before getting into the bed

But then croc had to hit his foot on the side of something that led to him hitting his head on another thing and something knocked over something and the other thing fell but he caught the thing in time landing on the floor on his bed in a swift magic poof poof move ykno

Thats when he heard a small mumble "crocodile you're an idiot" with a small mumbled laugh

When he looked towards y/n, shes still asleep and snoring and yes

As always you can take a smol percent of this idea or add more stuff to it and take this as an inspirationnn or no do this one 😌

Btw i saw your pending request list and jaw is dropped 👁️👄👁️

Proves you are a really good writer bc yu slayy :)

Anyway have great day and may yu continue to slay 🙏✨

-heli go brrrr 🐑🛋️

Late Again - Crocodile

notes - AHHHHH HI!!! I just finished Impel Down and saw wifey croc and nearly lost my mind! I love him sm and have been brainrotting for him B A D! Thank you for being the croc lover here and I am so glad this was still in my inbox for me to do tee hee. Lots of love and thank you so much for your kind words as always, it means a lot <3 word count - 339

You sighed at you dimmed the lights. He had to be home soon. You just kept reminding yourself that as you tucked yourself in your warm sheets. You were used to Croc being out late, but tucking yourself into bed was always pretty hard.

Passing out though was a whole other ordeal. And an actual easy one. You worked hard, almost just as hard as your husband, so getting to sleep was nothing and you would always pass out, lights on or off.

---

Crocodile opened the front door slowly, sighing as he knew you were probably out by now. He wasn't keeping track of time and the moment he looked at the clock, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

He packed up as quickly as he could and came home to darkness. Luckily, he already ate, so he didn't have to worry about that, but damn would it be nice to get a kiss or a hug or anything after such a long day.

He slipped off his shoes and hung up his coat before going upstairs. A sliver of hope came to him when he saw the light on in your bedroom, but that always happened. So when he saw the dim light shining on your sleeping figure, a little bit of disappointment swept over him.

He tried tip toeing around, but failed miserably when he hit his foot on the side of the nightstand, which made an empty glass fall (surprisingly not shattering in the process) and then he hit his head on a bookshelf nearby somehow, which made him again hit the same foot from earlier onto the bed frame.

Crocodile felt like such an idiot and he looked at you with wide eyes.

Somehow you were still asleep.

Until you let out a mumble. "You're such an idiot, Croc."

He turned off the lamp and crawled into bed. "You don't have to tell me twice." he whispered.

But as he wrapped his arms around you, he noticed that you were still fast asleep.

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[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

Octo cuddles ♡

This is a really short one but I just needed to write something like this bc I'm feeling really sad tonight and I really like Azul, so. You know.

It might not be too good compared to my others, but who cares. I'm writing this mostly for myself, and I think it's good.

So uh, enjoy I guess.

"Hm? Something the matter, angelfish?"

Your face was stained with tears. Today has just been too much for you.

And so, you had made your way to Azul's room. 2.5x the normal amount of limbs, 2.5x the amount of cuddling potential.

You fell onto his bed and, by extension, onto him.

"Wha-? (Y-Y/N)?" He asked in surprise.

You silently began crying onto his chest. You just need a pat on the head, arms wrapped around you, anything...

Azul sighed.

"Fine. But you have to promise not to tell anyone about this, got it?" He asked, before you felt something. Tentacles, grabbing your legs and lower back, and his arms around your upper back.

It felt... safe.

"I'll have you sign an NDA later, but for now, just..." He gave your back a pat. "Just let it out, sweetheart."

You cried, and cried, and cried... Azul kept a comforting tight grip on you, and stroked the back of your head every now and again.

After a few minutes of loud sobbing, you were feeling... ever so slightly better than before.

You didn't want to let go of him, though. You wanted to stay like this until you felt better.

"Azul..." You whispered. "Is it ok if we stay like this...? Just for a little longer...?"

"Of course, (Y/N). As long as you need..." He sweetly responded.

You two ended up falling asleep together that night. How cute...

...

And then Jade and Floyd found you the next morning and made fun of you.

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[faebaex]

Catnap

author note: hello??? not a soulmate au fic??? who thought it was possible ￣∀￣ also why specifically a black footed cat? Bc they are so cute! They are also considered the deadliest cat in the world >ω< anyway, i have some more fics in mind with this particular reader, specifically some platonic ones with a certain someone ¯▿¯

Please note that this is a female character. 

characters: Leona Kingscholar x F!Black Footed Cat Reader

“The sun beating down on you. The soft breeze tickling your skin. 

“... /N...”

You hummed, your ears twitching softly. 

“... F/N...”

Huh. The birds were loud today. Did they usually come to this part of the Savanna? Hopefully they’d buzz off soon.

“... F/N! Come on, first bell is going to ring.”

A gentle shake of your shoulder had you startling awake, squinting to see a white haired wolfman looming over you awkwardly. You groaned, moving to roll over, “go away, Jack.”

Another shake, “come on, if you’re late to class again it’ll be another detention.”

You huffed as you sat up, still half asleep as you squinted and tried to adjust your eyes to the light. You were in fact not bathing in the sun in the Sunset Savanna, but actually hidden away in the ferns of the temperate zone in the botanical gardens. Perhaps not as hidden as you thought, considering Jack still seemed to find you. 

You stood languidly, not at all in a rush, no matter how impatiently Jack frowned down at you with his arms crossed. You brushed off your uniform, shaking off your blazer that you’d been using as a makeshift sheet before sliding it back on. 

“What class do we even have?” You mumbled, fingers attempting to comb your hair back into place. “History of magic,” answered Jack as you began to leave the botanical garden, you slightly trailing behind the more eager wolf. 

“Why do you even do this, Jack? As if you care if I’m late to class. Also, I’m nocturnal, if you hadn’t noticed, so this is a major drag...” You grumbled, feeling slightly irritable at being disturbed during your lunchtime nap, even if he was only trying to help, in his own way.

“You’re right,” retorted Jack bluntly, “however, Ruggie-senpai has entrusted me with the duty of making sure you get to class, and I will not disappoint my superior!” Ruggie? Why was he bothering you? Or specifically, why had he set Jack to bother you? What an inconvenience, this was definitely getting old fast. 

“... Whatever. Can I borrow your history textbook?”

“No.”

...

You hide in the shade of the trees as you watched Ruggie hanging up his load of laundry outside the Savanaclaw dorm. You took his distraction with hanging out what looked like Leona’s uniform to stalk towards him silently, succeeding in getting behind him without him noticing you. “... Senpai.”  

You watched as he spooked, his ears and tail straightening as Leona’s uniform shirt slipping from his fingers and fell into the dirt. Ruggie whipped around, not looking any more relieved when he saw that it was you who had snuck up behind him. 

“A-ah F/N, I’m actually really busy at the moment. You know how it is, I gotta finish with Leona’s laundry and then start on--”

“Why did you tell Jack to follow me around?” You cut him off, your slit pupils honing in on him like you would pounce on him at any moment. Ruggie cringed, his cagey demeanour not making him look any more innocent.

“I don’t know what you’re talking--”

“Jack told me.”

“Aw man,” Ruggie grabbed Leona’s wayward shirt off of the dirt, throwing it over his shoulder before lacing his hands behind his head, “why does Jack always got to be such a stick in the mud...” 

You said nothing, your gaze still zeroed in on him as you waited for him to talk, quirking an unimpressed eyebrow. Ruggie breathed a long suffering sigh. “Look, this isn’t me!” he unlaced his hands to hold them up defensively in front of him, “Leona told me to do it, and well... I didn’t want to tell you what to do so... I delegated to Jack. I didn’t think he’d snitch, though...” He muttered under his breath. 

Leona? Your head tilted to the side in disbelief and you narrowed your eyes at Ruggie, wondering if he was messing with you. Did he think you wouldn’t approach the Housewarden over this? Ruggie could sense he was in danger, as he immediately tried to assuage you. 

“I’m telling the truth! Why else would I go through all the trouble of recruiting Jack of all people? With all the work that Leona gives me anyway, why would I bother you if Leona didn’t demand it? ... No offense...” Ruggie added, a tad bit nervous at the thought of facing your wrath. He certainly understood it, having been on the receiving end of Jack’s helpful nature before. 

“Why is Leona bothered about whether I go to class or not? He’s hardly one to talk.” You huffed, your brow furrowing in frustration. Ruggie shrugs, turning back to his laundry as he pulled Leona’s shirt off of his shoulder and began to hang it up. “Beats me. Maybe he’s been getting stick from Crowley about Savanaclaw’s attendance.” 

You hummed, your tail swishing in irritation as you turned to head back inside the dorm, but not before throwing a comment over your shoulder at Ruggie, “I won’t forget this.”

“Aw, don’t be like that, F/N!”

...

It had been a week since your conversation with Ruggie. And what a week it had been. You weren’t willing to let this slide, sure Jack wasn’t all that bad to be around but the constant herding from class to class got tiresome after the first time, let alone every class, every day. So you decided to give your housewarden a taste of his own medicine. 

Every day this week, you’d disturbed Leona’s naps at every opportunity. One way or another, you’d make sure that whenever he laid down to rest in the botanical gardens, something would happen that would inevitable force him up. Setting off the sprinklers, making noise - you made sure the temperate zone was no longer the best place to catch a nap. But now it was the end of the week, and you decided to confront Leona personally. 

It took a moment to find him, hidden away amongst the foliage in the botanical gardens. He was lying on his back, napping without a care in the world. You stalked silently, until you loomed over him. Pulling a small water bottle from your blazer pocket, you released the cap and held it over Leona’s face.

Drip... Drip.... Drip...

Leona frowned as the first drop hit his forehead, his brow scrunching. And then another came, followed by another... You heard him ‘tch’, the back of his hand coming up to wipe at the water as his eyes slowly opened... Looking directly into yours. 

“Housewarden.”

“F/N.”

You recapped the water bottle, shoving it back into your blazer pocket. “I have a bone to pick with you, Housewarden.”

“Don’t tell me you’re the one who has been disturbing my naps.” Leona groaned, his eyes sliding shut again.

“Annoying, isn’t it? After all, you sent Jack to ruin mine.”

Slit green feline eyes found yours again, “Jack? As if.”

“Ruggie.” 

“Tch, it’s not my problem that hyena can’t do his job properly...” Leona replied gruffly, shaking his head and languidly letting out a yawn. You leaned forward, your hair falling from your shoulders towards him, “Well, call them off. Or it will be your problem - because if I can’t nap, I’ll make sure you can’t either.” 

Leona’s eyes narrowed at you, “is that a threat, frosh?”

You narrowed your eyes back, “a guarantee, Housewarden.”

The two of you glared at each other for a long moment, a stand off between two of the most stubborn personalities in Savanaclaw. Eventually, Leona sighed and his hand shot out to grab hold of your wrist and before you could brace yourself, he had tugged you down beside him. “If you want to nap so bad, nap now.”

You glared at the lion, who simply ignored you and settled back down, his eyes already closed. Was that a yes? Would you be able to return to your nap schedule, undisturbed by the likes of Jack? You huffed, rolling onto your side. This wasn’t over. 

“Stupid lion...” You muttered under your breath, receiving a soft snore in response. Seriously?! He’d fallen asleep that quickly? How does he do that? You grumbled some more as you got yourself comfortable, your own eyes sliding shut. You weren’t going to turn down a free nap...

...

When Ruggie came to find Leona, to corral him to yet another of his make-up classes, he groaned and laced his fingers behind his head. With Leona’s arm slung around your neck, and you curled into his side fast asleep, he knew that his job just got that much more difficult...

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