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shooting-love-arrows · 6 months

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Your aesthetic is just so beautiful dear!! i love how you organize everything, how pretty you write !!

Can i request maybe a yan! mortician? I don't really know the word in english waaa (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠)

kisses. mwah mwah take care of yourself ok?? 🎐

Dear Anon,

Thank you, dear. It’s really nice of you to say. Your english is very good so no need to worry. Sending you lots of kisses and thank you for the patience. P.S I’m reminding myself to drink water regularly :)

@shooting-love-arrows

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍! 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 x reader [gender not mentioned/specified/implied] SYNOPSIS: General headcanons/some concerning habits of his. Tw. yandere walking red flag, creepy yandere, intentional poisoning, delusion, attachment issues (?), nudity but not nsfw.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Who treats you like a corpse rather than a living, breathing, human being. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 is so used to being surrounded by dead that sometimes he forgets you are in fact alive. It shows during those moments when he starts doing most simple things for you, like dressing you up before you wake up; when you stay still for to long, he’ll carry you around bridal style because he forgets that you can move on your own or forgets to prepare you a portion of food, because corpses don’t eat. Those moments scares you the most, because you’re never sure if he snaps out of it.

“Hm…? Oh dear…” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 muttered and tilted his head when he realized he’s been carrying you around the funeral parlor for a while. “It seems like I have done that again.” Not that he was complaining. After all, he’s got to hold you in his arms.

Who regularly poisons you. He adds small doses of the earlier crushed pills he originally brought in the pharmacy to your food. Just enough to make you sick, weak and confused. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 feels his heart squeezing painfully everytime time he sees you in this state but at the same time, he believes that what he's doing is for a good cause. You must stay in the house. It’s not safe in the stress! Not to mention those people who could harm you (or worse, take you away from him!). This just can’t and won’t happen. He’d rather be the one to bring harm to you and nurse you back to health. Your place is here, in your shared house, with him.

“It seems like you are ill again, sweetling. Lay down, you need rest.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 proceeds to tuck you in and kiss your sweaty forehead lovingly. “Let me take care of you, sweetling. I will make everything better.” He whispered into your skin decorated with glistening pearls of sweat, smiling softly.

Who always has to carry a piece of you on him. He just can’t part with you. Be it before or after you’re officially his. He has a silver locket with a coil of your hair in it, a ribbon that fell out of your outfit tied around his wrist or a photo of you (especially the one he took of you). Those are few examples but anything that belongs to you he’ll gladly take to carry around. This way you can always be with him.

“What beautiful hair you have, sweetling.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 laughed in glee. He was in his funeral parole, staring at the coil of your hair he secretly snipped off when you were asleep. It was placed neatly in a pure silver locker he always carried around his neck. “The prettiest.”

Who has a habit of photographing your nude body. It depends on his mood whether it’ll turn sexual or not, but what doesn’t change is that he’s always in awe of your body. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 saw many naked bodies, more or less beautiful. But you…you are perfect in every way. He feels like it’s his obligation to document that beauty. So usually, you’ll find yourself lying in the coffin panelled with silk, naked as the day you were born. And so the photo session continues. And when he’s done…? 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 will lean over you, looming like a grim reaper ready to whisk you away into the underworld, and whisper sweet nothings, prizes and compliments to you while his eyes admire every inch of your body.

“Keep still, sweetling.” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 adjusted his trusty camera so it’ll focus on you. You kept shivering from the cold that keeps nipping at your skin. Not even the silk you were laying upon helped to ease your worries and shame for you had no choice but to be vulnerable and exposed towards your captor. “Perfect. Close your eyes and stay in this position.”

Who kisses the spot on your chest where your heart beats. It happens first thing in the morning and the last thing at night. When you’re laying in bed, in your nightclothes, he’ll lower the front of yours and gently place a kiss above your heart. He imagines that it’s his way of pouring his undying love straight into your heart. It always sends a pleasurable shiver down his spine.

“I was born to love you…” kiss “I am breathing for you…” kiss “I am living for you…” kiss

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signedmio · 3 months

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HIYA HIYA!!! this is the super energetic bro that u matched with velvette, qnd I was curioussss to requesttttt smthhh (also maybe if u want to easier identify me I could be ✨️anon??)

Ok! SO! ~Imagine~ maybeee that angel has a person he is romantically interested in (reader)

And so reader is ~severely introverted~ and thus, not much is know about them. But! Charlie is leading a art group one day, for like, rehab bc art therapy is super big, and reader is really good at it, and basically drops lore that they where in college to be an art therapist‼️

And so‼️

Maybe angel, seeing this opportunity to get closer, and was like- "ayo want me to model 4 u??👀👀" and reader is like " pls wear clothes this isn't gunna be nude modeling bc I will get super embarrassed" and so basically soft fluff of reader painting angel and getting to know each other and confession

Mayybbee a oneshot?? If ur willing! Nor pressure

Also make sure to take time to urself and rest and eat water and drink food!!!

Lots of love from a silly Lil fan!! :))

hello dear!! ofc you can be ✨ anon, you’re already on my list haha, as i’ve stated in the past, im not amazing at oneshots, but here’s my take on this !

Warnings: Mentions of Nudity, Lazily written (sorryyyy), Pretty short

“Smooth Talker”

Angel Dust x Artist!Reader

After one of Charlie’s…interesting exercises, Vaggie suggests that the group should do therapy art, since y’know, it calms the soul. And Charlie couldn’t be more eager to do so!

The lobby was set up with canvases, paints, brushes, everything you could need!

Unlike most of Charlie’s previous activities, almost everyone was willing to participate, although Husk and Alastor kinda stood off to the side and watched.

Charlie was painting a cartoon version of Razzle and Dazzle, Vaggie was painting a sunset based off of the lesbian flag, Pentious was painting him in his war machine taking over Hell, and Niffty? Eh.. You don’t wanna know..

You on the other hand? Stood in front of your canvas, clueless, “Y’know, I could model for you..” Angel says into your ear.

Your head turned to face him “Sure.” You say nonchalantly before turning back to your canvas.

“Wait really?-”

“Just please keep your clothes on.”

Eventually you had moved your stuff over to the other side of the lobby so Angel could pose on the couch.

He had a soft smirk, as he layed on the couch, his arm propping up his face. Although, he began to get fidgety, messing with his fluff.

“Stop moving.” You said with a soft smile.

Angel kept messing his fluff. “Ange!”

“Gee, sorry!” He said, chuckling, moving his arm back to its original position.

“So uh, how’d you get into all this?” Angel asked as the sketching of your pencil went to a stop and you began actually painting it. “College, back when I was alive I wanted to be an art therapist.” You explained.

“Fitting.” He murmured. For the most part, it was silent, a comforting silence though, the presence of each other was oddly soothing.

“Okay.” You muttered, squiggling your signature down at the bottom of the canvas quickly, “I’m done.” You announce to him, turning the canvas around to show him.

Angel perks up immediately, amazed by your skill, he slowly gets up off the couch to get a closer look. “Damn…” He said, his voice above a whisper, “Can I… Can I keep it?” He asked, hopeful that you might say yes, “Duh.” You giggled.

“For once the smooth talker is shocked, that’s new.” You say with a smirk. “And for once the introvert is talking back, that’s new.” Angel replies, but the usual attitude in his voice isn’t there, his voice is barely above a whisper as his eyes are still entranced with the painting.

You take the painting off the stand and hand it to Angel. You look over to a nearby window notice the sun is setting, despite the red sky still being as clear as day, “It’s getting late, I’m gonna head up to my room.” You say. “Yeah… Me too.”

As you and Angel are both walking to your rooms, you don’t say much, until a voice pipes up, “Y’know, I really owe ya for the painting.” Angel says, still looking at it, “Owe me what?” You ask, as you both arrive at your door.

“A date, maybe.” Angel says, pecking your forehead, “Stop by my room at eight tomorrow, if your interested~”

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coco-loco-nut · 22 days

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In Sickness and In Health

Pairing: Charles Leclrec x Reader

Summary: Charles taking care of you when sick, great practice for married life, short blurb

requests open masterlist

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You tried to hide it, you really did, but it was game over when Charles saw your pale skin and tired eyes.

“Mon amour, go back to bed,” he says immediately. And there he was, overprotective Charles was back.

“Charles, I’m fine, promise,” you hide your sniffle, as you reach for the tea kettle. You aren’t fine, your whole body aches, your head hurts, and you are absolutely freezing. Charles shakes his head, giving you a few seconds before picking you up and carrying you back to bed.

“Stay put, I’ll make you your tea,” he instructs, putting the back of his hand on your forehead to check your temperature. With a hum he removed his hand, going back to the kitchen. Charles sends a text to his mom, asking her for the soup she always makes when he is sick, before making some toast and steeping the tea.

You are already asleep by the time he gets back to the bedroom, so he quickly grabs a damp washcloth from the bathroom to rest on your head after he wakes you up.

“Charles, you didn’t have to, I’m ok,” you are only trying to convince yourself. Charles usually loves your stubborn nature, but not when you are sick.

“Y/n, you have a fever, and I know you don’t feel well. Eat and drink your tea, it will help you feel better. I put some medicine there on the tray too,” He lays down beside you.

“Thank you,” you whisper, not wanting to fight it anymore.

“You know I love taking care of you,” he smiles, turning on your favorite movie, around halfway through you fall asleep. Charles replaces your now warm towel with a cool one.

Charles slips out of bed when you are in a deep sleep to clean up your breakfast and do his daily workout. Pascale shows up with soup not too long after.

"Thank you, Maman. I'll make sure she eats it," Charles reassures his mom, putting the container in the fridge.

"I'll go check her temp, you eat something. I know you didn't eat yet today," Pascale, who is arguably more overprotective than Charles, says, hurrying off to the bedroom.

"Drink some water, sweetheart," Charles walks in on his mom fussing over you, and you -to his surprise- seem to be enjoying it. "It's probably just the stomach flu, you'll be ok in a couple days," she is brushing back your hair, putting it in a braid.

"Charles, go heat up the soup," Pascale tells her son, who obliges.

"Thank you, Maman," you tell the older woman, who has helped you to feel at home in Monaco with your fiance.

"When you need help with Charles in a couple days because he is sick, just give me a call. Remember to eat and drink lots of fluids, and maybe some fresh air," she hums, patting your hand, and standing up.

"Thank you for the soup, Maman," Charles hugs his mom as she leaves.

You spend the rest of the day trying to keep food down and sleeping, and in a few days, you are back to normal thanks to Charles' care. Naturally, the day you wake up perfectly healthy, Charles is hugging the toilet bowl. You pull out your phone and dial a number you knew by heart.

"Hello, Maman. Do you still have that soup?"

"I'm on my way,"

#f1 imagines #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagine

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brainddeadd · 14 days

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Hi hun!!

Could you maybe write something about a domestic dom relationship with Bang Chan? One of those

We have rules for the bedroom but also have rules for everyday life (eat meals, shower, make sure to call once a day, etc..)

Thank you!

fluff

Domestic dom Channie who makes you your drink of choice in the morning, getting out any medicines you need to take and making sure there's a healthy, filling breakfast waiting for you.

Domestic dom Channie who either packs you lunch, or sends you money to make sure you've eaten. He pouts if you come home with your lunch still packed neatly in your bag.

Domestic dom Channie who texts you throughout the day to make sure you've eaten and are drinking water. He scolds you when you confess that you haven't.

Domestic dom Channie who placed his hand on your back when you walk, to make sure he doesn't lose you, and to keep you close without hindering your ability to use your hands.

Domestic dom Channie who shows up at your work when it's two hours after your work day is finished and you're still not home yet. He drags you out, muttering about how he's going to lock you away and force you to rest for once.

Domestic dom Channie who pulls you to his chest, mumbling a soft "just rest". And you've never been one to ignore Chan when he's being serious, so you oblige and promptly pass the fuck out.

Domestic dom Channie who runs you a bath and helps you wash your hair. He helps you in and out of the bath, never letting his eyes wander. He knows that's not what you need.

Domestic dom Channie who tells you that you have to call him at least once a day while he's away. He wants to ask for proof of food and water consumption, but he knows that's too far.. for now.

Domestic dom Channie who sends you long texts when he's away, detailing how much he misses you, loves you, and hopes you're eating well and taking care of yourself.

Domestic dom Channie who freaks out when you don't call him once. He's panicking, 53 missed calls, over 100 texts. He's talking to the managers about going home when you finally call him back. He's relieved that you're ok, and that you were just having a long sleep, but he begs you to never do that to him again.

Domestic dom Channie who knows when you need him to leave you the fuck alone and makes himself busy, keeping an eye on you from afar and making sure you know he's there indirectly. He still makes you your food, but he doesn't bring it to you - instead he places it in the microwave or fridge for you to get when you need. He does his work from the same room, rather than locking himself away in the studio or dorms. He texts the boys to get them to check in on you - he knows you need the support.

Domestic dom Channie who’s waiting for you, arms open, ready for you to collapse into him when you need him there. He wraps you up in his arms and holds you to him, letting you use him as a recharging station for your mind and soul.

Domestic dom Channie who comes home late from the studio and finds you passed out on the couch, still in your work clothes. He scoops you up into his arms and takes you to bed, gently removing any makeup you might wear. He carefully undresses you from your work clothes, and pulls one of his tshirts over your head, knowing you like the way they smell and how big and comfy they are on you.

Domestic dom Channie who just really loves you and wants to take care of you.

#bang chan x reader #bang chan imagines #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #skz x reader #skz imagines #bang chan fluff #° braindead writes #° braindead answers

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froggibus · 2 years

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Taking Care Of You While Sick - Obey Me!

Includes: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel & Belphie

Genre: hurt/comfort + fluff!

Summary: you get sick, and your favorite demon knows (or tries his best) just how to take care of you

CW: sick! Reader, fever, lots of medicine, satan being Satan, wholesome Beel

wow i wonder what could have possibly inspired me to write this one….weird. anyway I am still sick but thats okay cause i got to sleep 20 hours one day and watch all the marvel movies so pog. anyway enjoy <3

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Lucifer

doesn’t know much about human illnesses but knows when you’re getting sick

makes you get lots of bed rest

will have medicine and fresh water for you around the clock

offers to do his paperwork in your room to keep you company

you don’t really notice either way cause you’re asleep mostly

he does anyway tho cause he’s worried and wants to keep an eye on you

corrects your temperature in your sleep too

shivering? adds another blanket

sweating? pulls the covers back and puts a cold cloth on your forehead

“luc did you…swaddle me?”

“you were cold”

even after you get better he’s extra adamant about you taking vitamins

Mammon

thinks you’re dying at first

notices you’re much warmer than usual and actually thinks you’re going to light on fire

panics and thinks lucifer is gonna kill him

you have to explain that you’re not actually dying but that you’re sick

probably has no idea what to do to help you

just does what he likes when he’s sick

brings you lots of fluids (especially juice)

and soup

expect lots of soup/ramen

is with you 24/7

“you’re MY responsibility so I gotta keep an eye on you”

probably forgets to take care of himself in the process

so you make him drink your water/eat your soup/sleep

definitely sleeps with you with the excuse of ‘watching out for you’

Levi

its just like in that anime he watched

except he really hopes you’re not dying like the MC in the anime was

just does exactly what they did in the anime (but with a lot more blushing and stuttering)

probably thinks you’d rather lucifer or mammon take care of you

you try to comfort him but you’re so tired that it just comes out as a bunch of mumbles

definitely has to give himself a peptalk (or five)

“y/n is really sick rn, this isn’t about you, ok?”

will feed you medicine if you’re not strong enough to do it yourself

you’re surprised at how well he’s handling things

“ok y/n im gonna head back to my room but if you need anything tonight just text me ok?”

“levi can you stay with me”

thinks he’s misheard you at first

malfunctions for a really long time

you’re already falling asleep by the time he decides to climb in bed with you

Satan

has been waiting for this moment since you arrived

literally read so many books about human illness and immune systems

figured it was only a matter of time until you got sick

is ready with juice and water and medicine

literally has everything you could possibly need

checks your temperature VERY delicately

“fuck y/n you’re burning up”

gets you a cold cloth for your forehead

even tho he knows everything he still is really nervous

checks on you like every five minutes (if he even leaves your room)

would make himself a bed on your floor so that if you need him in the night he’s there

somehow you convince him to come lay with you

even tho you’re a million degrees

he’ll stay with you all night just to make sure you’re okay

would definitely try and hunt down whoever infected you

Asmo

can tell you’re sick just by how clammy and washed out you look

but he won’t say anything

probably makes you one of his ultra healthy super food smoothies

even if it tastes gross he makes sure you drink it

would probably spoon feed you food too

insists you get lots of rest

and when you can’t sleep he’s there to keep you company

keeps up with your hygiene too

will brush your hair/tie it up so that it doesn’t get tangled while you sleep

gets a cloth to wipe down your face and applies lotion and chapstick

probably wouldn’t sleep with you cause he doesn’t want to get sick (even tho demons don’t share the same sicknesses with humans)

but will stay in a phone call with you from his room all night and if you need anything he’s there in a heartbeat

more medicine?

he’s there

but he’s so tired don’t expect him to return to his room after

Beel

doesn’t know whats going on at first but makes an educated guess

asks what you need instead of assuming

makes you lots of snacks + drinks

i feel like he would hide your medicine in food like they do for dogs??

idk it seems up his alley

also helps you with any tasks you may possibly need with

homework? he’s on it (just don’t tell Lucifer)

need to wash your hair but you’re too weak? all you gotta do is lean your head over the bathtub

he’ll take really good care of you

would probably baby you a little tho

like cut up your food into really small portions

and give you juice out of a sippy cup

“beel where did you even find that?”

“i-uhh—“

definitely watches movies with you until you fall asleep and stays to make sure you don’t need anything

Belphie

probably knew you were sick before anyone else

tries to ignore it cause he totally doesn’t care

but your skin is hot!!

and you’re sweating a lot

and your voice sounds…different?

eventually he has to give in and admit he’s worried about you

and since no one else is around he takes care of you

brings you water and medicine and offers to let you sleep in his bed

“just so I can wash your sheets! you’ll feel so much better in clean ones…”

even lets you sleep on his pillow

probably watches you sleep to make sure you’re still alive

but can’t help and admire how peaceful you look

pushes you to drink fluids and sleep LOTS

and if you refuse to sleep?

well he’ll just have to make you sleep

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dizzyjelly · 11 months

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Pool Party

Part 2 here!

Word Count: 3.3k

Summary: You and your best friend Ellie go to a pool party together, you kiss in a game of truth or dare then share another one later that night in your bed.

Cw: Reader is characterized to have social anxiety, drinking, brief mention of insecurity but not too bad.

It was the very last month of summer before you'd return to college, and you were doing your best to enjoy every minute of it. Granted that meant spending nearly all your time with your best friend, Ellie. Today was gonna be real fun though because your friend Dina had invited you guys to her boyfriend's for a pool party. She said there'd be drinks and whatnot and you were welcome to stay overnight, but you weren't sure if you were going to or not. Right now it was just getting around to noon and you sat on your back porch swing with Ellie who was sketching in her journal.

"What are you drawing?" You asked as you leaned over, your cheek resting against her arm as you watched her skillfully draw closely.

"That." She muttered, gesturing to your neighbors yard which had a rather large water fountain.

It was quite pretty, and delicate too. The previous owners had it installed and the new ones never bothered removing it, which you found to be smart. You sighed against the auburn haired girls freckled arm, boredom taking over your every being.

"Can we go to lunch before heading to Jesse's?" You asked politely as you brought your hands to wrap around Ellie's forearm.

"Ok sure. Where d'ya wanna go?" She asked, already standing as she closed her journal and tossed it to where she previously sat.

You shrugged, "you pick, you're driving anyway."

"Alright, you got a suit underneath that?" She asked, referring to your yellow sundress.

"Nope, was gonna bring it with." You answered as you walked inside through the sliding door.

Ellie followed you all the way to your bedroom, watching as you opened your top dresser drawer and took out a bathing suit. You'd decided on one of your favorites, a sage green bikini that tied in the back. You smiled to yourself as you thought back to when you'd worn it to the water park with Ellie last month and she told you that you looked gorgeous.

You stuffed the suit into your usual tote bag, along with a black cover-up and spray on sunscreen and tanning lotion. You didn't bother bringing anything else as you didn't really need anymore than that. You now quirked a brow at Ellie.

"You've got a suit on?" You asked

And she simply responded by pulling up her shirt to reveal her black bikini top that appeared to match her red-black shorts which you now realized were swim trunks. You merely nodded your head in response then followed her out to her car. She'd roll the windows down as you got in, it was scorching hot out today. Her AC wouldn't kick in for a few minutes so you let your head peek out the window a bit to feel the breeze.

At each stoplight she'd catch a glance at you, smiling in adoration as you looked so content. Her smile grew even bigger if you were singing along to whatever was playing on the radio, or even better dancing a bit. It didn't take long for Ellie to pull into where she wanted to eat. You stood and followed her into the Subway, there wasn't a long line but it was enough that you waited a few minutes before ordering.

"Els, can you order mine for me?" You'd whisper as the two of you approached the sub station, most of the time you could order yourself but sometimes you just got nervous.

"Of course." She whispered back, staring down at you as you clinged onto her arm and let your eyes roam around the small restaurant.

Once you had your food the two of you sat down in a booth closer to the door. Ellie unpacked everything, opening her chips before taking a large bite from her warm sub. She pinched her fingers together as she smiled with delight at the taste.

"Perfecto." she'd say in an Italian accent, which made you giggle.

As you continued to eat you'd make small talk, and eventually you started asking about the pool party. Ellie was closer with Dina and Jesse that's for sure, so you mostly asked about what they were like. You also asked about how many people there would be and things like that.

"Eh, not too many. I don't know, like at least twenty." She shrugged, immediately taking notice of how your eyes seemed to widen and the way you let out a deep sigh.

"Hey, it'll be fine though, I'll be there." She reassured, and you nodded.

"Yeah, it'll be fine." You smiled.

You'd both finish your food and be ready to head to Jesse's place in no time. You couldn't lie, you were pretty nervous. Not that you hadn't been to parties before, you mostly enjoyed them too. But something about having to wear a swimsuit in front of that many people had you crawling out of your skin. Ellie didn't make any comments to how you chewed at your nails the entire way there.

She pulled into the driveway and you leaned over the middle console to reach into the backseat for your tote bag. As much as she tried not to, Ellie immediately took notice to your ass and how your little dress rode up your thighs just perfectly. She mentally slapped herself and brought her gaze back to the windshield. You threw your bag over your shoulder and followed Ellie as she walked inside the house.

"Come on, I'll take you to the bathroom so you can change, yeah?" You nodded and followed her upstairs, walking into the bathroom.

"Um, its the one that ties in the back so I'm gonna need your help, kay?" Ellie nodded in response and waited outside the door for you to call her in.

You clicked your tongue a few times as you shimmied out of your dress, discarding your undergarments as well. You slipped on the bottoms and got the top on just to cover your breasts. You cracked the door open, a sign that Ellie could come in. She walked in and shut the door behind her, your bare back faced her. Your breath hitched for a moment as her rough but soft hands grazed your back as she pulled at the strings, tying them into a little bow.

You turned around to face her with a thankful smile, stuffing your clothes into your bag then linking your arm with her own and letting her take you outside to the back. There were definitely more than twenty people there, and you already felt nervous. Ellie could tell by the way you pulled your cover up over yourself uncomfortably, but she always knew how to make you feel better.

"You look great in that suit by the way. It's my favorite one of yours y'know." She leaned down to whisper in your ear, and it was the confidence boost you'd clearly needed as you stopped wrapping your arm over your stomach consciously.

"Thanks." Your smile was a mile wide as you looked over at her, and hers the same.

You set your bag down on one of the pool chairs then took a seat on it, watching as Ellie walked to a table of drinks to get something for each of you. You felt out of place as there were groups of people all around, talking and laughing with each other. But then Dina came to say hi to you, she was dripping as she'd already taken a dip in the pool.

"Hey Y/n!" She gave you a hug, wetting you slightly.

"Hi Dina." You smiled as you wrapped your arms around her, cringing a bit at how her wet hair dripped on your shoulder.

"Oh, shit sorry. I saw you in your suit so I just figured-" She started to ramble.

"It's fin, really. Don't worry about it" You shrugged with a smile and she nodded.

Ellie returned with two red solo cups, handing one to you as she wrapped her arm loosely around Dinas waist as a greeting. You gave her a small thank you as you began to sip on it. Minutes would go by as the three of you talked, your drink was forgotten about as you set it on the table beside your pool chair, getting lost in the conversation. A few minutes later Ellie finished her drink and discarded her shirt with your pile of things.

"You wanna hop in?" She asked you as she tilted her head towards the pool, which was unfortunately filled with people.

"Yeah!" You agreed anyways, probably because you were a bit tipsy.

You removed your cover up then followed Ellie as she walked in at the steps, making her way to the middle of the pool so she was halfway submerged in water. You met her there, the water cupping just below your chest as you were a bit shorter than she was. Ellie chuckled at the sight of you, bringing her hands to rest on your waist underneath the water. You smiled at her, a faint blush spreading across your face at her rather intimate touch.

It wasn't unusual for Ellie to get handsy when she drank, so you were used to it. But it still never failed to fluster you each and every time. Today you were feeling rather bold because you brought your own hands to rest at the back of her neck. The two of you just stood there, smiling at each other. That was until some dude decided to cannon ball and splashed the both of you, leaving you both soaked.

"Ah, fuck!" You shouted with a groan.

Ellie just raised her arm to the side of her head with a grimace on her face, remaining mostly unbothered. You, however, were extremely pissed. Angrily, you made your way to the steps and stomped out of the pool. Ellie followed you out with a sigh. You rushed over to your seat, wrapping a towel around yourself with a grumpy frown.

"Y/n, come on, it's not that big of a deal. It's a pool party!" Ellie was just trying to be kind as she sat behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Well, it's a big deal to me!" You shouted at her before throwing your towel at the poor girl and walking over to pour yourself another drink.

Ellie closed her eyes with a sigh, setting the towel down on the chair. If you were going to be acting like this, she didn't wanna be around you. So she found her way to Dina and Jesse instead. You felt a slight pang of disappointment at the lack of her when you went back to your chair, but you were quickly occupied by some guy as he walked over to sit next to you.

"So, how do you know Dina?" He asked, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Friend of a friend I guess." You shrugged.

"Sweet, you here with anyone?" He asked as he looked your figure up and down.

"Yeah, Ellie." You were quick to answer, oblivious as to what he was really asking.

"Oh, got it." He got up and left you alone after that.

You were confused, but didn't let it bother you long. You were on your third drink now and had the courage to make your way over to Ellie who was sitting with Dina. Jesse had been with them moment prior, but now he was busy jumping off the diving board and hollering like a child.

"Hey." You greeted shyly as you sat beside Ellie, close enough that your bare thighs touched.

"Hi." She muttered as she shot you a glance, one that said 'you done being a bitch?'

You sat silently for a while, your leg bouncing nervously as you were unsure of what to say. Eventually you found your words, leaning over to whisper in your best friend's ear as your hand landed on her thigh for support.

"I'm sorry." You meant it genuinely.

"It's ok, I know." She'd whisper back in your ear, then place a small kiss to your shoulder as a sign of affection.

You smiled to yourself a bit, your hand coming back to rest in your lap as you finished your drink. Dina offered to grab you another and you weren't gonna say no. Ellie was growing concerned at your state, which caused her to ask you,

"How many have you had?" She quirked a brow.

"Only three." You shrugged as if it wasn't a lot.

"Only!? Jeez woman. You're lucky I'm driving." She muttered to herself as she shook her head.

You, Ellie, and Dina just sat and talked while you and Dina downed your drinks. Ellie decided to cut you off, at least for a bit. She had you drinking strictly water as she said she didn't want to hold your hair back while you threw up later. Reluctantly, you agreed with her, because you knew she was ultimately right. Some time passed and Dina called Jesse over.

"Hey babe, what do you think of moving inside? It's just getting kinda dark out.." She asked him.

"Yeah, that'd be chill. Yo, everyone! Yall can come inside if you want!" He shouted to all the party guests.

Ellie helped you collect your things and put your cover up on. You smiled at her as you held her hand whilst you two walked inside. Once you were inside, Dina suggested you play a game of truth or dare. You looked at Ellie, waiting to see if she wanted to or not. She shrugged and just said 'why the hell not' and now there were about fifteen people sat in a circle on Jesse's living room floor.

After hearing some vulgar stories and watching some people consume very gross things, you were finally asked the infamous question.

"Y/n, truth or dare?" The guy asking you had been the one who approached you earlier.

"Truth." You answered.

"Ok, rate your last hook up out of 10." He chuckled.

"Eh, I'd say like a 7." You were quick to answer, unembarrassed of your sex life.

"Jesse, truth or dare?" You asked.

"Dare all the way." He answered confidently.

"I dare you to show us your drivers license." You smiled.

He wasn't that embarrassed about it either which yoh were surprised by. Typically people hated their license photo, but not this guy. Once everyone had seen it Jesse asked Ellie.

"Truth or dare?" He questioned.

"Uh dare I guess." She shrugged.

"Ok I dare you to kiss the hottest person in this room. Guy or girl." He crossed his arms smugly.

Ellies face immediately flushed red. You laughed a bit from where you say next to her. Then you stopped as you wondered who she would kiss. There were lots of attractive people here, maybe that redhead that'd been eyeing her the whole game. But you couldn't have been more shocked when she looked at you. Your eyes widened and your breath hitched as she licked her lips, moving to sit in front of you.

Your hesrt was going a mile a minute as she brought her hand to cup your cheek then leaned in. Here emerald green eyes meeting your own just before her lips met yours. She tasted faintly of booze and mint, chewing gum you assumed. You melted into her touch with a smile. And then it was over and the game resumed. You couldn't believe that really happened, and before you knew it you stood up to excuse yourself to the bathroom.

There you stood, staring at your drunk self in the slightly dirty bathroom mirror as you ran a hand through your hair haphazardly. You blew a deep sigh out of your mouth, what the hell just happened. You wondered what this meant for you and Ellie, if it would change things between you two. But mostly you were scared because you knew you really wanted to kiss her again. After deciding you'd hidden in the small restroom long enough you made your way back out. You sat beside Ellie rather close as you wrapped a hand around her forearm.

"Can we leave? I wanna go." You asked her.

"Oh, sure I guess." She seemed taken aback.

The two of you said your goodbyes to Dina and Jesse before heading out to the car. You sat through the ride back silently. Ellie pulled into your driveway and let out a small sigh, biting down on her lip.

"Do you... want me to stay?" She asked, looking over at you.

"Yeah, yeah." You nodded and the two of you went inside.

Ellie sat in your living room and browsed your TV for something to watch while you got changed in your room. Suddenly everything was going to your head. All the times Sllie would put her hands on your waist, or how she'd hug you a little bit longer than anyone else. The way she'd kissed you tonight, like you were made of glass. What did it all mean.

You exited your room now in an oversized t-shirt and small pj shorts. The shirt which happened to be Ellies that you'd stolen a long time ago. She smiled as she saw you.

"Hey." She spoke softly.

"Hey." You replied shyly.

You sat beside her, bringing your legs up onto the couch as you sat crisscross applesauce. Ellie got comfortable and so did you. Which meant you laid your head on her shoulder while she wrapped an arm around you and rubbed at your shoulder with her thumb. She hit play on the movie but you weren't even paying it any attention. All you could focus on was Ellie. Ellie Ellie Ellie. And her lips. Her hands. Just everything about her.

And since she wasn't a complete idiot, she noticed you staring. She did her best to ignore it, but after a minute or two she just couldn't anymore.

"Is there something on my face?" She turned to ask you.

"What? No." You shook your head, confused.

"Ok, you're just like kinda staring. I don't know." She shrugged, bringing her attention back to the movie.

"Ellie?" She turned to face you once again.

"W-why did you kiss me tonight?" You asked, looking down as you were far too embarrassed to make eye contact with the girl.

"Oh..." Now she sat and stared for a minute, "uh I don't know. I just- I didn't really feel like kissing some rando." She lied.

"Oh, ok." You nodded your head, slightly disappointed.

The two of you finished the movie and you were wiped, so you stood to make your way to your bedroom. You looked back at Ellie who stayed sat on the couch.

"You coming to bed?" You asked from your doorframe.

"Oh, yeah." She got up and followed you, climbing into bed after you did.

You lied there in silence for a bit, you facing the wall and Ellie staring at your back. Until you decided to turn around, and just look at the girl in front of you.

"Ellie" You whispered her name so delicately.

"Hm?" She answered.

"Would you... k-kiss me again?" You asked, trying to sound bold and confident.

"W-what?" She responded, taken aback.

"Uh, nevermind. Sorry that was stupid." You chuckled awkwardly.

But before you could turn around again, she was pulling you in. You sighed into the kiss as your hands found their way into her hair, gripping and pulling lightly. You let out a small whimper as she pulled you on top of her, her back against your headboard as your lips moved perfectly together.

Once you finally pulled away all you could do was smile at her. She smiled too, holding your face with one hand and caressing your cheek with the other rested on your waist. After a minute you slid down her body so that your head was resting on her chest. She held you in her arms and the two of you fell asleep together. Maybe you didn't know what this meant for you and Ellie, but it couldn't have been bad.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you

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uglypastels · 8 months

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hi hi! obsessed with your Sanji fic! i was wondering if you could do a sanji x f!reader where he takes good care of the reader during their time of the month? Like he made all the foods that are good for her and a treat to enjoy, while also giving massages and just whatever the reader needs? Thank you!

thank you so much for the request!! I tried not to refer to any period symptoms so technically this is more of a "gender neutral reader feeling sick" and can be read as any scenario. hope that's ok

no real warnings. i guess? just short fluff. not really proofread

If you didn't know better, you would think Sanji kept track of you, the way he knew exactly when to do and say what he needed to. You wouldn't even realise your own state yourself, only coming to terms with how badly you felt when he would be bringing you a hot cup of tea or cocoa or a large portion of the most comforting egg-fried rice. All without asking.

The truth was, he picked up on things. The smallest of details. The way your mood would change some days, or you would feel tired or sick. Maybe even without realising what the cause of it is at first. He just knew you didn't feel well and that he could be the one to help.

On days when you were particularly under the weather, and your legs wouldn't seem to work, he'd bring you your food to bed; all prepared on a little tray with a flower and all.

'Here you go,' he said, placing it over your lap with a proud smile.

'You really didn't need to do all this,' you sighed, looking at the feast he prepared, even though you only asked for a small snack.

'I know,' Sanji laughed, 'but I figured it wouldn't hurt to spoil you a little bit.' He put his hands in his pockets as you grabbed a fork to take your first bite, staying just long enough to see your reaction to the food to be able to leave, satisfied.

'Wait,' you stopped him, however. 'Could you stay maybe?' After feeling like shit the entire day, alone in your room, some company was well due.

'Uh, yeah, sure,' he hesitated before stepping closer to your bed. Rolling your eyes, you moved over in your bed, knowing that otherwise he would just act the gentleman and linger next to it.

But once in bed with you, he saw it as a free-for-all and immediately scooped you into his arms. His body wrapped itself around you, and instantly, you were comforted by the feeling of his touch, the warmth of his body, and the smell that caught onto his clothes from the kitchen.

'Were you baking something?' you asked.

'Maybe,' he'd grin, already knowing you were aware of exactly what he had been up to.

But sometimes, food just wasn't the answer to all of life's problems. Sometimes, you felt so bad that even the thought of eating something made you sick, and that definitely pulled Sanji out of his element. After all, he's the cook.

It won't mean he wouldn't try to make you feel as good as possible again. Perhaps by preparing a hot water bottle or reminding you to drink water and take some painkillers or any other medicine you'd need. He would distract the rest of the crew, who were oblivious to your current state, and give you a bit of breathing space if you felt overwhelmed by the chaos that was life on board the ship. He'd help you with your tasks on board and take the workload off your shoulders if you felt weak.

Then, in the evening, he'd sneak into your cabin just to check up on you, make sure you're comfortable, and ignore all your protests to fluff your pillows.

'C'mon, Sanj, you really don't need to do that,' you'd laugh.

'I know.' That's what he always said. Because he didn't care about what he should or shouldn't be doing.

All that mattered to him was you, and for you, he would do anything.

the end

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georgeweasleyslostearhq · 1 year

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could u do reader taking care of drunk xavier OR xavier taking care of drunk reader

yes!

XAVIER TAKING CARE OF YOU WHEN DRUNK

if you're really drunk he'll have a hand around you to help you stay on your feet.

but if you're not that drunk he'll be ready to catch you just in case

he's basically by your side the whole time to make sure you're ok and safe.

he insists that you stay with him for the night in case you go out again and drink more.

he'll give you some food to eat, usually just some crackers or something small that he has a stash of in his nightstand. he'll always have a bottle of water for you there too.

he'll tuck you in into his bed as stay there, laying by your side, stroking your hair until you fall asleep.

that being said he always makes sure you're asleep before he rests.

he'll give you panadol in the morning for your headaches and maybe give you a massage if your body is tense.

soft kissed on your cheek and forehead and soft caresses on your skin.

he'll make sure you're warm and comfortable as he keeps an eye on you.

he'd totally be the person to take a photo of you while drunk or asleep and put it on display somewhere on his phone.

if you're super drunk and throw up he'll hold you hair up, rubbing your back while you sit on the floor.

^he'd have a bucket by your side of the bed in case.

he'd give you all the attention and cuddles you want.

he won't give in to everything you want though, like you basically begging for sex.

he even slept on Rowans old bed to stop you from climbing on top of him once.

but if you wanted to watch a movie, he'd put it on for you and watch it all even if you fell asleep halfway through.

overall he's just gentle and loving as he looks after you. everytime you tell him you plan of drinking, he comes along with you.

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#xavier thorpe headcannons #xavier thorpe oneshot #xavier thorpe x reader #netflix wednesday #drunken #short imagine #wednesday addams #wednesday 2022 #wednesday series #enid sinclair #percy hynes white #jenna ortega

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cuprohastes · 1 year

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visit Strange New Worlds… And do pop-culture references.

“Human Jason, why am I being set down on one of your spinning chairs?” “Girl, we are about to 2000’s makeOVER you.” “You’re going to huh what?” “Trust me on this-“

@sillystringedrat

So there you are, the pinnacle of your world's intelligent species, scion of a culture that survived long enough to have millenia of history and culture, having become advanced enough to join the rare handful of species with interstellar cultures.

And now you're sitting on a chair which is being used as a turntable, having your fur fluffed, brushed, tinted, glittered (Who shows up to a Xenosurvey with glitter?! Humans, that's who.), and ok, you're kind of liking where this is going.

Nobody told you that Humans, apart from being terrifying persistence predators, drinking and eating poison and bioweapons for recreation...

... Three weeks ago, the Human non-fatally defeated a Szilan: 800kg of muscle, scales, spikes, spines, and prehensile teeth, by walking up to it while shaking the condiment from their meal-in-a-box into their water carrier, then flicking it into the predator's face.

Which made it run away. You can't be sure but you think it was crying.

Why a human was carrying something so powerfully toxic in their lunch is a mystery but there has to be a law against bioweapons like this War Saaby.

And the flip side is this human war-beast, this unfathomably terrifying hell creature is all excited because it's trying to get you a good mate.

And all the while, it's making these little cultural jokes, and going off into explanations which need more explanations.

You and the rest of the Survey haven't been bored or burned out ever.

The human, who's there to carry stuff and do Human Related Things just always seems to pop up and abscond with someone for some sort of hijinks, that keep everyone guessing.

You've even started sharing some of the references to your own favorite media, now you don't feel like doing so will cause everyone to look down on you.

And let's face it, you think, looking into the mirror, you'll have a lot to talk about while you're wowing Gitki from Flora with your perfect, glittery fur.

Why you have been handed a menu for s human food place called Lee-Ho Kwuk, is still a mystery.

#humans are weird #humans being weird little guys #haso #humans are space orcs #humans are space australians

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awakenthebeing · 1 year

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um, hello I don't think I've made an ask before but- what if Peppino started dancing next to Piepoe (like how he does when his taunt button is held down) and she was put into a trance because of the music!

- just a silly idea :0)

This is ABSOLUTELY CANON and Piepoe would for sure be distracted by the music and not by Peppino's moves!! The little critters would applaud him for showing off such skillful dances, though!

#thank you so much for this very fun ask!! i didnt even think about that until you brought it up here!!#make sure to rest and be safe and eat food and drink water ok? take care of yourself!!#sending lots of love your way..!! thank you so much again!#💖💓💖💘💖💓💖💓💖💘💖💓💖💓💖💘💓💖💓💘💖💖💓💖💓💖💘💖💓💖💖💘💖💓💓💖💘💓💖💘💖💘💖💓💖💓💖💘💖💖💘💖💘‼️‼️‼️#Piepoe arts

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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months

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Kuraigana castle (Zosan X Reader) P2

Plot: Zoro gets invited back to the castle with his new family so his daughter can meet Mihawk and Perona.

Warning: Bad language, fluff , making out, Violence and Snakes

Reader is Female, her the ability to control Snakes that come form tattoo's on her arms, she can change the size of them but they are also connected to her emotions. Kuina is 10 months old and has Sanji's eyebrows and blonde hair but your eyes and skin tone.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

The sound of crying hit your ears waking you up form dreamland but you felt well rested "I got her" You whisper feeling Sanji about to get up "You sure?" The cook asks wiping his tired eyes as you sit up and crawl over him to get out of bed "Yea i'm sure" you place a kiss on his head before walking over to the crib and picking up Kuina who starts to calm down "Get some more sleep" you whisper over to the cook who turns to look at his two girls, Zoro rolls over and pulls the cook into him by the waist "everything ok?" The swordsman tiredly asks burying his head into Sanji's neck "Don't worry everything's fine, sleep in ok" you run your hand through his green hair hearing him let out a relaxed sigh, the two go back to sleep as you grab the baby blanket and a small bag heading next door to the bathroom. You wash and change your baby while her hands go to your tattooed arms and making hissing sounds at them. You get her into day clothes before picking her back up "Maybe you can see them later. You hungry honey?" you ask as she babbles at you making you smile wide and walk out of the bathroom the bag slung over your shoulder. This place was like a maze but you headed to the living room you were in yesterday, the kitchen must be close to that and luckily it was. A kettle boiling caught your ears not too far from the living room so you followed it soon making it into a Gothic yet bright looking kitchen.

Mihawk stood by the cooker frying up some eggs "Good morning" His voice makes you jump slightly but you should have know he could sense you even with his back to you "Morning" you walk in further looking around the kitchen before placing the bag down on the floor "Do you need a hand?" You jump a little looking to see him standing right next to you "Sorry didn't mean to scare you" he lets a small smile show as you calm down "N-no it's ok. I'm just a little jumpy this morning" you gulp as he lets out a small laugh "I have been told i can be intimidating but i wouldn't do anything to you or your family. please let me help you" You relax a little and look down at your baby "I usually give her milk of a morning and some of what i'm eating" The man nods looking to the cooker and then to Kuina "If you want i can take her so you can do what you need to" you nod and hand him Kuina then go into your bag to get a bottle. Mihawk takes his necklace off since Kuina wants to play with it and puts it aside not wanting her to mess with it "Hush, it's ok" he bounces her a little as she gets a little angry over him not letting her have it. "There are some toys in the living room do you mind if i take her in there?" You turn to look at him and nod letting him head out while you cook up some food and wait for the bottle of milk to warm up in some warm water. You place the bag over your shoulder and balance your cup of tea on your plate of while holding the warm bottle of milk in your other hand heading into the living room and placing it down on the Coffee table.

You grab a large towel and place it over the sofa seat next to you before taking Kuina off the warlord "Thank you" you smile at him setting your baby down on the towel letting her sit up on her own like she usually does and handing her the bottle of milk. She takes it and starts drinking it on her own as you watch her now and again taking a bit of food. Once Kuina is done you let her play with one of the stuffed mummy like toys that Perona made before offering her some of your food, she's had the stuff on your plate before so your not worried that she'll hate it, she eats it happily. "May i ask you a question" You look up at the sound of Mihawk voice seeing him sitting in his chair reading a newspaper "Urm... sure" you shrug looking back at your baby to wipe the food off her face "Have you had any other trouble than with the vinsmoke family?" His question makes you gulp but you keep your eyes on your daughter as she plays with her doll "Not really, why?" you finally look up at him trying to get a read on him but his Stoic face gives nothing away "I'm more than happy to help if ever you need" His yellow spiral eyes meets yours, you can't look away from them, his face is Stoic but his eyes are something you can't understand. A very tired Perona fly's in along with two ghosts, she yawns and rubs her eyes sitting down next to you on the sofa as two more ghosts fly in and hand her a cup of tea and a plate of food.

You manage to pry your eyes away form the black haired man and look over at the girl next to you, seeing she so tired she didn't realize you were sitting next to her. Your baby looks up at her and smiles wide stretching her arms out while "Pi". The pink haired girl jumps a little at the noise turning to see you and Kuina "Oh! Hello" She blushes a little embarrassed while you hold back a laugh "Good morning" you smile at her as Kuina tries to stand, you help by holding her hands to let her push up "So cute" Perona says in her seat looking at your girl as she manages to reach down and grab the mummy doll "Can i hold her? please" She places her empty plate and Cup down while you move over to place your baby in between you two "She's just eaten, so I'd give it a few more minutes" She nods at your words taking your baby's hands helping her balance and kissing her cheek fawning over her, you lean back and watch the pink haired girl play with your daughter having little teddy bear fights and playing peek a boo.

You pack up the towel, grab the plates and empty cups before heading into the kitchen, you place them into the sink and turn on the water "Guest's shouldn't clean up" Mihawk steps past you making you jump but curse under your breath as he turns on the kettle again "It's the least i can do for everything you've done" you sigh turning the water off "I don't understand you" The man leans against the counter with his arms across his chest "You look at me with fear and yet you trust me to hold your child and even leave her with me. Your proper but you don't like meeting my eyes. Why?" His voice is calm when he asks making your heart race "I didn't mean to offend you" you keep your eyes on the dishes cleaning them to take your mind off your beating heart "You didn't offend, i just wanted to know, i can't get a read on you" His words make you stop and turn to him meeting his eyes "I can't get a read on you" your reply makes the man smile and push off the counter stepping closer "I see" he lets out a laugh making you raise an eyebrow as you wipe your hands on a towel "I hold a high level of respect for you. Not only do you not act like an ass like most of the other warlords but you helped Zoro, you didn't need to and you didn't need to train him but you did" you blurt out feeling like you can talk to this man now. "So you don't want to overstep, i understand but don't worry i won't get upset or mad" He places a hand on your shoulder and for once you don't feel shocked by his touch.

The two of you talk feeling more relaxed and open around each other while the black haired man makes tea "I was wondering, Zoro mentioned that when he was learning Haki he wasn't aloud to drink. What was he like during that time?" you asks sitting on the stool leaning on the counter "Grumpy to say the least" Mihawk places a cup of tea in front of you "Oh come on, i need details, when ever i ask he just turns red" The man lets out a small chuckle leaning against the counter "He must be thinking of that one incident... He was a few weeks in when he started sleep drinking, i hid all the alcohol, so he would grab what ever he could form the pantry and kitchen cupboards, one night Perona found him in the kitchen half naked and drinking a whole bottle of hot sauce" You place a hand over your mouth trying not to gag at the thought only for Mihawk to laugh "I heard her screaming at him and went to check it out only to hear Zoro state that it was alcohol because it burned on the way down" You laugh along with him holding your stomach as it started to hurt "Morning" You look over at the door seeing Zoro and Sanji but it makes you laugh more leaning on the counter for support while Mihawk try's to stop his laughter "What?" The swordsman asks with a raised eyebrow as Sanji looks at you confused "I-It nothing" you manage to get out turning away from the two holding your mouth to try and stop yourself from laughing.

Sanji shrugs and walk over to you placing a kiss on your head as you clam down "Where's Kuina?" The cook asks heading over to the kettle to make some tea "She's in the living room with Perona" you smile wiping away some tears form all the laughing, Zoro leans down a place a kiss on your cheek feeling you hold back another laugh "What did you tell her?" The swordsman sighs looking at his old master "It's nothing" Mihawk places a hand on Zoro's shoulder taking his tea and heading out the kitchen into the living room. You stand and are about to do the same when the swordsman wraps his arms around your waist "I'm happy to let it go but there's one thing i can't let go of... you didn't say good morning" You place your cup down and turn in his arms running your hands up his chest "Good morning Hunk" You lean up placing your lips on his giving him a quick kiss before pulling away and running your hand over his cheek "That's better" He smiles down at you rubbing your hips lightly as he lays his head in your neck taking in your smell, you wrap your arms around his neck hugging him close to you "Did you eat love?" Sanji asks turning on the cooker "yea i did. I'll see you both in the living room" You pull away form Zoro kissing his lips lightly before walking over to Sanji placing your lips on his "Do you want anything else?" The cook asks pulling you closer "Maybe another kiss" you smile up at him as he leans down placing his lips on yours for a longer kiss.

Standing on the dock you hugged Perona as she cried into your shoulder "Come back soon ok" You pat her head with a light sigh, she begged you not to leave but you all had to get back to the Sunny "You'll see her again soon and thank you for all the gifts she loves them" The pink haired girl pulls away form your shoulder to look up at you with watery eyes "Really? You think she likes them?" You smile down at the girl and give her a nod making her smile too "I'm so glad" She pulls away from you and holds her teddy close to her chest. Zoro sighs as he walks up next to you and places his hand on Perona's head, she looks over at him and wipes her eyes "You better keep her safe" Perona pokes Zoro's chest with a slight angry look "Like I'd let anything happen to my daughter" The swordsman rolls his eye at the woman making her groan at him. You giggle a little at the two, they act just like siblings and its kinda cute, Sanji walks over holding Kuina with a smile "We're ready to head off" The cook stops next to you Perona's attention turning to the baby in his arms "Bye cutie pie, I'll miss you but next time you come I'll have more toys for you" The pink haired girl rubs your daughters cheek before kissing her forehead "Pi" Kuina calls out making Perona hold a hand to her heart "That's right Pink" Sanji smiles wide at Perona who finally looks up at him only to pout and look away slightly "You made a cute baby"

You take Kuina off Sanji since you can feel the heat coming off him, once the baby is safe in your arms Sanji falls to his knees, red-faced and holding his nose "I think you made his day" You laugh hearing Zoro join you. "It was a pleasure having you here" Mihawk walks over after checking out the area for any of those apes but it seems they got the message not to mess with you all "Thank you for having us, your home is lovely" You smile at the man nudging Sanji with your leg a little to see if he's ok, your cook is still trying to clam down but at least his nose isn't bleeding anymore. Zoro bows to Mihawk before placing a hand on your lower back giving it a light rub as, Mihawk walks up to you and take your daughters hand "It was a please meeting you little one" Kuina smiles up at him and grips his finger babbling a little. Sanji stands up and brushes the dirt off his pants before looking over at Mihawk "Thank you for everything" The cook manages to get out earning a nod from the black haired man. The three of you make your way onto the boat, Sanji helping you in since you have a baby in your arms before heading off to start the boat. Perona fly's over and waves you guys off as Zoro undos the rope thats holding the boat to the dock.

You stand at the end of the boat and wave as Zoro stands next to you holding your waist, the boat starting to move "Bye" Perona calls out a few tears leaving her eye's as she continues to shout. You move Kuina up a bit, so she can wave back "Bye, bye" You gasp a little looking down at your baby who just said bye for the first time. Perona cheers waving her arms higher having her ghost hold onto her teddy for her, she seemed to have heard it too. Zoro chuckles and kisses his daughters head "We'll done baby girl" You hold Kuina tight as the boat picks up a bit of speed and walk further onto the boat "You did so well sweetie" You giggle kissing your daughters cheek heading over to where Sanji is steering. Once the boat get on a good cause at a steady pace Zoro puts his arms around the cook's waist holding the blonde form behind "Did you hear?" The swordsman asks getting a confused look from the cook "Ur, no what?" You move closer and hold Kuina up a bit "Can you say it again sweetie?" You ask only for your daughter to look at you then out at the ocean behind you three "Bye" Kuina calls out waving her hand at the water. "That's my little angel" Sanji takes Kuina off you and holds her close to him "So smart" Zoro laughs looking over Sanji's shoulder to see his smiling daughter.

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zozo-01 · 5 months

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"it started off so innocent. (she had a vibe and a wolf started digging it.)"

Hi folks! This right here is part two to @dominimoonbeam lovely request for Darlin' piercing David! The lovely @pinksparkl had brought up Gabe's potential reaction to David getting a piercing I had to write it!! So here is Gabe being frustrated and meddlesome in his own fatherly way towards the two stubborn of asses in the pack!!!

Thank you to @thatlesbeanjew and @colloquialcolival for giving me idea of Gabe making pupusas for David to further the Hispanic David Headcanon!!!

CW: No Angel or Sam AU, This is still happening in the College AU, Underage Drinking, (author forgot the legal age in the states is 21), Gabe just wants to make sure David and Darlin' are happy, Mentions of Marriage, The smut will come soon I promise, Once again despite the title of the song Darlin' is GN, I just really like the song way too much

click here for the ao3 link!!!

It was a rough day for David, and despite the fact that he didn’t tell him, Gabriel could tell the fatigue on his son’s face before he left the house. So as a way to cheer him up and make sure his child is taking care of himself, he decided to make his favourite dish tonight. Maybe he can take a couple pupusas with him to class so he has something to eat in between meetings.

Gabriel watched the pot of boiling water, making sure the pork didn't burn while he kneaded the dough. Food had and will always be how Gabe shows love to those around him, something that was ingrained into his blood by his mother. In his childhood, he watched his mom cook big batches of food for their family and neighbours. Big celebrations filled with people and meals were a highlight from his childhood, and despite being far away from his home land now, he intends to bring David that same joy.

Once the water evaporated, he added the pork, onions and green peppers to a food processor, turning it into a paste for the pupusas. Through the noise, he could still hear the door open and close. Assuming it was David, he listened to the young man flop onto the couch. Gabe turned back to see David, with his shoes off thankfully, peacefully dozing off. Good, he should sleep after a stressful day.

A while goes by, and Gabe spends it by continuing to fill the dough with the pork paste, when he felt a head rest on his shoulder. Without looking down, he chuckled. “Feeling hungry David?” The young wolf groaned, still half asleep but clearly woken up by the amazing smell. Placing the first batch of pupusas onto the comal, he turned to David. “Give me another 10 minutes, ok son?” David grumbled and sat at the dining room table, head in arms as he tried to fall back asleep.

Gabe found David’s behaviour a little off. Sure, his son was exhausted, but even at this state, David would make an effort to speak. As a father, he told his son that he has to express what he’s feeling, for his and others sake. As an Alpha, he always emphasized that a leader must communicate to his followers, lest they lose respect for him.

(Not that he listens to either piece of advice. David is still the closed off boy from his youth, scared to express his feelings for a certain white wolf lest he makes a fool of himself. And despite his best attempts, David still relied on his father when it came to pack business, not comfortable enough in his role as Beta to voice his concerns. He only wishes he’ll be alive to see his son blossom into the man he knows David can be. Or at least be Darlin’s father-in-law.)

A quick sniff of the air had Gabe recoil. There was a sharp, alcoholic smell in the air, and it was coming from David. So either he got a cut that needed to be cleaned. Or his son decided to do a little bit of day drinking. Judging by his tired voice and vampire-like aversion to light, he’ll bet on the latter. Not that he was mad at him for it.

Walking over to David, Gabe put the plate of pupusas and a cup of water on the table. “Here you go, kid,” he said while ruffling his hair. “Eat up and you’ll feel a whole better.” He walked back to the kitchen to clean up the dirty dishes. He eyed his son, thinking about what, or who, could convince hiss on

David whined, moving his head in what looked like a nod. With what little strength he had left in his arms, he picked up the pupusa in his hand. But before he could open his mouth and take a bite, he grumbled and put it down. Turning his head to Gabe and squinting his eyes at the light, David slurred out, “Sorry Dad, can’t eat right now.”

Now David was not like other boys his age. He preferred to study over going out to parties and he took his duties as Beta so seriously that you would have thought his life depended on it. The fact that he came home even the slightest bit inebriated was already enough cause for suspicion. But the one thing he had in common with most boys, especially shifter boys, was their appetite. David could and will eat everything in sight, even more so when stressed. It was the reason Gabe made pupusas in the first place for him.

The fact that David wasn’t eating, especially his favourite meal, meant that something was very, very wrong.

Through the bond as Alpha and Beta, or through their bond as father and son, David waved his hand casually, a way to quell the worry building up in his father. “Don’t worry, dad. Darlin’ gave me some soup to drink.” With that, David got up with immense effort, and stumbled on to his room.

Gabe knew of Darlin’s habit of… making impulsive decisions that landed them in interesting situations. He still remembers that one time he had to grab them from Vancouver because they wanted ‘Tims.’ He also knows that they wouldn’t drag the pack into a situation that they deemed dangerous, opting to deal with it on their own. He hopes that one day, they’ll break that habit and rely on the pack.

He has enough trust in them to not make David do anything stupid. In fact, he’s thankful that they bring David out of his comfort bubble. With them, he feels comfortable enough to make the stupid decisions that he’ll cherish when he’s older. That being said, it didn’t hurt to shoot them a call to see what was going on. (He’s a little salty that the pupusas are going to go cold.)

Picking up his phone from the counter, he dialed Darlin’s number. After a couple of rings, the wolf in question picks up the phone.

“Hey, fluffball.”

“Whatever happened, I didn’t do shit.”

He chuckled, not surprised by the wolf’s suspicion. “Of course. You do know that I’ll take your side no matter what, right?” He shook his head at the silence, disappointed in Darlin’s continued belief that he has no faith in them. But this is for a different time. “Reason I called you was because David came home drunk. And he said that you told him that he couldn’t eat…”

He could feel Darlin’s apprehension across the line with the way their breath hitched and quickened. They were already expecting another lecture. “I’m not mad, fluffball. I just need to know why my son didn’t eat any of my pupusas.”

Darlin’s breath calmed down, but the nerves were still present in their voice, “Uhh… well… I may have given David a… piercing?” They laughed nervously, not knowing what Gabe’s reaction might be.

Luckily for them, and obviously for him, Gabe didn’t mind that his son got a piercing. For starters, it was his body, and David could do whatever he wanted with his body. He was his own person and Gabe has enough faith in him to make the right decisions. (Even if some of those decisions tend to be clouded by love and lust.) He was more shocked that Darlin’ was able to convince him to get a piercing of any kind. As a business major, David always made sure his appearance remained corporate friendly, and piercings are anything but that.

A loud laugh erupted from Gabe, his mind concocting all the scenarios that would have let his son make that decision. “I got two questions for you, kid. What kind of piercing did you give him and how on earth did you manage that?”

“I gave him a tongue piercing- but I promise that I was super safe! Ain’t no way it’ll get infected unless he does something stupid.” Gabe didn’t have any worries about the process being safe and sanitized. “As for why… um… that might be a story for later.”

“Like on your wedding day?”

He found great amusement in seeing Darlin’ stutter out a response, trying to find a way to dismiss and deny that thought. It was hard to fluster them, their resolve was strong as iron, but bringing up David never failed to break them a little. Around the rest of the pack, they were reserved, reluctant to integrate themselves. With David, Darlin’ could be the carefree kid that Gabe had heard plenty of stories about.

Now if only both of them can get their asses out of their heads and confess before he gets any grey hairs would be greatly beneficial.

“Relax, I’m only teasing,” he reassured, “But seriously. You need to tell him how you feel. For both of your sakes.” As adorable as it was watching David and Darlin’ pine for each other from a distance, he knew that it was causing them both unnecessary heartache. “The only way to resolve this, relationship or not, is by talking about your feelings. I promise it’ll leave both of you better off.”

“Yeah, I get that… But what if?”

Gabe didn’t need rocket science to know that their mind was being dragged off to a hundred different hypotheticals, combing through each scenario to figure out where everything would go wrong. He doesn’t blame them, he’s well aware of Darlin’s rough homelife to understand why they’re so cautious, even if he doesn’t know the specifics.

He just wishes that for once, they give the same level of consideration to the positives that they do to the negatives.

“I know it’s easier said than done, but just think about it. Okay kid?”

They sighed on the other end, and he deluded himself into thinking it isn’t a dismissive sigh. “I’ll try.”

He thanked Darlin’ and said his farewells, making sure to remind them to come to the next pack meeting. He could hear their eyes roll from across the line, but is thankful that they’ll abide in his request. Gabe noted that their confirmation of their appearance at the meeting was said in a more confident tone than their agreement to talk to David.

Putting the phone down, he rubbed his hand over his stubble. Dealing with emotionally reserved people was always a challenge, for one wrong step could lead to eternal broken trust. But Gabe knew in his heart that if David and Darlin’ would just sit down and talk, it would lead them both down a path of lifetime joy.

He just hopes he’s alive for the day that happens.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted fanfic #redacted gabe #redacted david #redacted darlin #we were robbed of gabe making fun of david for his crush on angel #but i can use him to make fun of david and darlin teehee #zo writes tingz #this is zo speaking

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OK FOR HEADCANONS!!!!

You write a lot of characters out at bar and club scenes, and I am curious about your take on where the members would be (like the kind of nightlife place) and how they would approach reader to get conversation started of offer a drink, etc.

hello, anon! 🥃💃🕺

these are still hinging on being a little more fictionally over-the-top than absolutely genuine headcanons, but i hope you enjoy them!

the members approaching you in a nightlife setting:

Namjoon - at a gallery opening, Namjoon will hover a bit, then approach to give some factoid about whatever piece you are looking at, or some insight about the artist. he will fumble over his words and smile sheepishly into his champagne glass, and act way too humble when the gallery director and/or showing artist approaches to thank him for his patronage. he will be so cute when he asks if you mind he joins you for the rest of the night, and he will continue to follow you around and tell you everything he knows about the art, becoming increasingly talkative the more free champagne he drinks.

Seokjin - at a fancy restaurant, Seokjin gets your attention by sending you extra meat, which he has added to his own tab, making sure the server points him out so that he can give you a smile that is an attempt at being smug, despite his ears and neck turning red, giving him away. he will eventually come by and invite you to go to a place he knows just down the street for some drinks, taking you to a bar that almost nobody seems to know about, and getting served by a tender who knows him by name.

Yoongi - he noticed you at the concert but was too shy to say hi, especially with all the cameras around. so when he spots you at the whiskey bar after, he just knows he has to say something. seated next to you at he bar, he will strike up a conversation with the tender in hopes that you chime in, maybe bring up the concert you were both at. and he finally does catch your eyes, he will absolutely melt, smile wide and pretty, and talk your ear off about music, whiskey, and anything else that may come up.

Hoseok - the club is loud, but it is unmistakable, as soon as you do some over-the-top dance move to impress your friends and the strangers around you, when he shouts, "Oh, shit!" so loud, you whip your head around. he will hand his drink off to a friend and then begin the dance battle, making silly sounds pulling faces just to make you laugh, absolutely obliterating anyone who dares challenge him, but still hyping you up as if you have the best moves. and seeing him like this—panting and sweating—will make your head spin.

Jimin - his stares are so insistent, you start to feel them burning into you whenever you attempt to talk to your friends. no matter where in the club you go, you check for him, hoping that he is still around and watching you, feeling glad when you notice that he is. when you finally break away from the group to use the bathroom, your breath will hitch when you come back out into the club and find him waiting for you. he will not waste any time, eyeing you like a prize while asking your name and reaching for your hand when offering to get you a drink. the way he switches from shy and cute to assured and sexy is intoxicating, and you take his hand and let him tug you through the crowd, to the bar.

Taehyung - being the only person at the jazz club under the age of 50, he is impossible not to spot, and you watch all night as he waltzes with older ladies, spinning them carefully and making them smile. he returns to the bar from time to time for a refill on his water, making lingering eye contact whenever you slide the glass his way, then he waits for you to get off work, asking if you have eaten yet, and then badgering you nicely to suggest something. he needs to eat, too, and he is curious what you like, and although he will stop at a food cart along the way to get a snack, he still orders everything on the menu that you suggest, urging you to share with him.

Jungkook - the night market is in full swing, and he is hinging on drunk, leaning with both elbows against the booth and moaning into his third plate of food. everything you have handed him turns him into putty, and he begs you for more, suggesting you make it a little spicier than normal, and his smiles are so sweet, you give him a little extra, too. he insists that you drink and eat with him, whining when you decline because you have to work. no matter, though; he will wait for you to get off work so he can ask you for all the recipes, and when you accept his invitation to go to some nearby karaoke room, his eyes will light up brighter than the stars.

find more headcanons in my master list!

#bts headcanons #bts imagines #bts x reader #seokjin x reader #namjoon x reader #yoongi x reader #hoseok x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #spring break ficstravaganza 🌞

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