#not 1000% to the prompt but

[ghostbsuter]

Sometimes.

Just sometimes.

Bruce, tired father of too many children, wished for a small break.

Just a tiny one.

He pinched his nose, cowl covering his head and expression and glared.

"I can't believe you snitched on me!" Billy batson, freshly revealed teen and sitting on his usual spot during meetings, hisses.

"If I have to get parented, so do you!" Danny fenton, also freshly revealed teenager, glared right back.

"Boys." Both their attention snapped to wonder woman, still tense and warry.

"Do you two have adult supervision, at least." Batman asks, feeling slightly more drained than before, he can feel Nightwing's stare at the back of his head, coming closer.

"Do the voices count?" Danny asks, to which Billy nodded. "Yeah, do they? Zeus has strong opinions, and many kids. He probably can parent, somewhat."

They shrugged both, like they hadn't just opened another whole can of questions.

"Wait!" Danny snapped his fingers, "what about clocky? He sends us on time missions, has his own lair, and lets us hang around. That counts? Right?"

The other teen nods in agreement.

(Knowing both are black haired and blue-eyed teens, he already knows Dick will never let him live this down. Deceived by children, for YEARS.)

(So much for being the greatest detective.)

(The text he sent to Alfred is between him and his butler dad.)

"Or—"

In the end, the two agreed reluctantly to stay around for a while. The Kents, the Allens, Diana, and the Waynes have opened up their homes to house them permanently.

Much their amusement, they declared, that to make no one jealous, they'd switch homes every other week or so.

That alone smelled like chaos.

Whatever, it was Diana's first week.

(And if the house of mysteries appeared in front of them sometimes, that's also between them and a very suffering John constantine.)

.・゜-: ✧ :-

A continuation

#identity reveal #dcxdp #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc #fic prompt #writing prompt #dc x dp prompt #billy batson #billy and danny are gonna love tim “i created a whole ass uncle to avoid gettinf adopted” drake #diana is both amused and raising a brow #wdym zeus is in ur head child #yes twitch chat style baby #billy and danny are brothers in crime and losers in costumes #/affectionate #i love them pleSe #wait till the adults find out about billys very much walking and talking TIGER bestie #or a body shiftin ghost dog #tawky tawny and cujo will make everyone 1000% funnier

[rule-masochism]

we all love our gagged whumpees, but the way im automatically won over is when the tiny process of whumpee being gagged is described in very careful detail.

pushing the tangled hair out of their face so you can slide the straps under it. maybe it's coated with sweat.

if whumpee is defiant, i love seeing how they toss their head back and how you have to force their mouth open. maybe they bite a few times? very annoying for whumper. but shoving their head back towards you, gripping onto their hair and telling them to cut that shit out...ooh, that's fun.

obedient whumpees are just as fun because they'll just open up for whumper. stick that pretty tongue out and remain still as you clip it behind their head. maybe you can even stroke their hair a little. throw in a 'good boy/girl' for good measure 🙏🙏🙏

then theres the look!! i wanna know what they eyes are doing!! are they glaring straight ahead to avoid looking at whumper, or shooting daggers at them anyway? do they stare at the ground? or is it all listless if they've done this many times before?

and when you're done... i wanna know the result. what kind of gag is it (personally im a sucker for open-mouth) and how does it make em look? are they drooling already? what does whumper have to say about this?

i dont care how unnecessarily long you think you made your gagging scene, we're whump writers we're all here to indulge!! give your whumpee's mouths some love 🫶🫶

#this is not a complaint i just wanted to rant a little abt it #if ur a whump writer and you do this... i love you #1000 kissies to you #my words #whump prompt #gagged whumpee #defiant whumpee

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Mushroom body

(for @mikkeneko)

#SVSSS #shen qingqiu #mushrooms #body horror #better drawn mdzs #<-tag for higher effort art. At times like this I really wish I chose something else. #What is an October raffle for if not to end off with a little mushroomy body horror? #This one is inspired by my massive disappointment upon discovering that sqq's 'mushroom body' was just....guy shaped. #Come ON where is the fun in that? Why are we being kept from Fungi Amalgamation Monster Loving? #It's not going to stop Luo Binghe! SQQ could be a shapeless lump of slime and LBH and would still be over the moon for him. #Thank you *so* much for the prompt! I had so much fun. I love mushrooms and doing research was a delight! My citation list is long! #Broke my style a bit but I think it was a good choice. I have been trying to practice non-dot eyes more and its slowly coming along! #Also huge congrats mikkeneko for winning Twice In A Row!! #Your odds were a little over 1 in 1000! Lucky you!

[dyhlanobrien]

first kiss prompts

'' you sure you wanna do this? ''

'' we can take things slow. ''

'' you're the best first kiss i've ever had. ''

'' i'm quite nervous. ''

'' you're doing good. ''

'' close your eyes. ''

'' i've never done this before. ''

'' i want [our first kiss] to be special. ''

'' no pressure or anything. ''

'' i thought [the kiss] was great. not that i have much to compare to. ''

'' wanna practice? ''

'' just get it over with. i'm tired of not knowing what it feels like. ''

'' i'm gonna remember this for a while. ''

'' i like kissing you. ''

'' that... was terrible. sorry. ''

'' do you wanna make out? ''

'' i really want to kiss you right now. ''

'' kiss me and you'll find out. ''

'' permission to lean in? '' '' permission granted. ''

'' i'm not a delicate flower. kiss me like you mean it. ''

'' if anybody were to kiss me... i would want that person to be you. ''

'' i've been wanting to kiss you for a while. ''

'' teach me how to do it. ''

'' are you nervous? ''

'' i don't want you to be disappointed. ''

'' can i get another one? ''

'' why don't you come inside? ''

'' i haven't mastered the art of kissing yet. ''

'' you're a great kisser. ''

'' teach me. ''

'' is there such a thing as love at first kiss? ''

'' kiss me again, but don't stop this time. ''

'' can i kiss you? ''

'' wanna go slow? ''

'' if you're uncomfortable, or think it's too much, pull away. ''

'' i love it when you kiss me. ''

'' it's important that you're comfortable. ''

'' it's cute, this thing you're doing. '' '' being all nervous? ''

'' how far do you wanna go tonight? ''

'' i can't have my first kiss be with some stranger, so could you please practice with me? ''

'' i don't want your first kiss to be terrible. ''

'' you've never kissed anyone before? ''

'' you're going to have to guide me through this. ''

'' do i just... close my eyes and lean in? ''

'' [our first kiss] is going to be magical. ''

'' of course i want to kiss you. ''

'' you just can't help yourself, can you? ''

'' kiss me. ''

'' i would love to kiss you, actually. ''

'' you mean—you and me? kissing? ''

'' and right now, i think you should kiss me. ''

'' this is nerve-racking! ''

'' did i do good? ''

'' you did wonderful. can't wait to do it again. ''

'' did we just kiss? ''

'' you kissed me first. '' '' i definitely didn't. ''

'' we don't have to do this if you don't want to. ''

'' you were literally all over me. not that i mind. ''

'' why won't you come here for a second? ''

'' don't speak. just kiss me. ''

'' come kiss me. ''

'' did you enjoy it? ''

'' how was it? ''

'' can we do it again? ''

'' holy shit—that was awesome! ''

'' kiss me again. ''

'' oh. my. god. ''

'' you should call me sometime. ''

'' that was pretty nice. ''

'' wow... that was unexpected. ''

'' pretty nice, huh? ''

'' one of us should probably say something. ''

'' you're blushing. '' '' i know. ''

P.S. these are not mine. I found them on a deactivated blog, and I was unable to reblog. But I really want them to be sharable, so here they are. Enjoy, use, tag me in your creations.

#prompts #romance prompts #kissing prompts #otp prompts #fluff prompts #writing prompts #1000+ #2000+ #3000+ #4000+ #5000+ #6000+ #7000+ #8000+

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Prompt #1000

"Then why did you even come along?"

"Because someone has to save your ass if this inevitably goes wrong."

#prompt 1000 #1000 single prompts omg #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing prompts

[photogirl894]

Hello! Don't know if you're still taking requests, but would I be able to request 8 and 33 from the physical affection prompt list with Crosshair? I can totally see him using that to spend time with his SO!! 😁

Hey anon! I know it's been forever since you sent this in, so I really hope you see it! Sorry it took a long time!

"Close to You"

8. Play fighting/wrestling

33. Playful shove

Pairing: Crosshair x fem reader

***

It was a nice day on the planet, Naboo, and you and the Bad Batch were taking some downtime there for a little bit until you received your next mission. As you were about to get off the ship, Crosshair arm-checked you in the doorway and pushed past you. You cast a perplexed look at him, but he simply looked back over his shoulder and smirked at you as he went down the ramp.

He'd been doing that a lot lately, giving you light shoves as he'd walk by you and you couldn't quite understand why, but then he'd grin at you after doing so. His peculiar behavior peaked your curiosity. You'd seen him and his brothers push each other around often, but he never grinned at them like he did with you. At one point, you went to Hunter to see if he had any explanation behind Crosshair's behavior. All he had to say was that Crosshair was more physical with people he likes or feels comfortable around, hence why he shoved his brothers around all the time. It was just how he was; how he expressed himself. When you asked why Crosshair grinned at you the way he did, Hunter didn't really have much an answer other than, "Maybe he just likes you a little more."

If that were true...you wouldn't mind it at all.

You had found your gaze drifting towards Crosshair a lot more recently. Something about his stoic, quiet personality intrigued you and you really wanted to try and get him out of his shell a little more. You wanted to know him more; you wanted to see a side of him that even his brothers didn't know. That and you found him particularly handsome. Something about the sharp curvature of his cheek bones, the way his lips pressed together with a toothpick between them, the way the light hit his brown eyes...you were well and truly smitten with the sniper.

He tended to like to stay up a little later than the rest of the squad, so you decided to try something out once everyone else had retired for the night.

Soon, night came and you spotted Crosshair sitting outside by a space heater. His armor had been removed and he was just in his blacks, just like you were in yours. You carefully made your way down the ramp of the ship, but he heard you coming and stood up upon seeing you.

"Everything all right?" he asked you.

"Yeah, I'm fine," you responded as you walked up to him. Then you playfully shoved him in the arm and said, "Just checking on you and making sure you're okay."

He looked a bit taken aback at your gesture before saying, "I'm...fine."

Motioning to his arm where you'd hit him, you stated, "Hunter says that's how you show people you like them. I thought doing it back would do the same thing."

"Yes, but...it's different with you," he admitted.

"What do you mean?" you asked.

He flashed a grin at you; a softer, more sincere one that you had never seen from him before that made him almost glow even more in the light of the space heater. "For me...it's just another way to be close to you," he told you.

Surprised, you blurted out, "Then why didn't you just say something before?"

He smirked again and replied, "This was more fun," as he then nudged you again in the arm with his shoulder.

You figured two could play at that game. With your mouth agape at his gesture, you decided to gently shove him back. That only made him grin even more as he gave another push, a little harder than before. When you went to retaliate, however, he caught your hands in his, holding them in place and wrestling against them.

"Hey, no fair!" you cried.

You pulled your hands free, but as you turned to try and move away, he pulled you back, grabbing you around the waist with his arms and pulling your back against his chest as he lifted you just a little off the ground and walked backward slowly.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked tauntingly in your ear.

"You know, if you just wanted to be close to me, all you had to do was say--aah!"

Suddenly, you found yourself falling as Crosshair seemed to trip over something as he walked backwards and you both tumbled to the ground with a thud. You heard Crosshair groan from not only the impact of the ground, but also of you landing on top of him before rolling off.

"Are you okay?" you inquired, crawling over to him.

"Never...better," he groaned as he sat up. However, just as he got all the way up, he was suddenly pushed back down onto his back, but not because you had shoved him...because you had leapt onto him and were hugging him around his neck. His arms stiffened at his sides at the sudden, unexpected closeness he was receiving from you, not to mention with you being on top of him.

"If you wanted to be close to me...I would've obliged right away," you said softly to him. "I care a lot about you, Crosshair. I hope this is what you want."

His arms gradually enclosed themselves around you, embracing you closely, and you could feel his body relax underneath you. Then he responded, "Not quite."

When you pulled back to question him further, his hand was immediately on your cheek for a brief moment before it slid to the back of your head and he pulled you down to him, lifting his head a little to meet you partway as he joined his lips softly with yours. There was a delightful shiver that ran down your spine at how sweetly he kissed you and you couldn't help but smile into the kiss as you deepened it.

After a moment, he pulled back, a new light in his eyes upon realizing you had kissed him back and were smiling adoringly down at him. "Now, I've gotten what I wanted," he then spoke, a content grin on his face. "This was everything I'd hoped for...and more."

Pleased with his reply, you bent over, kissed him once more and then laid your head down on his chest, cuddling up to him. His arms held you safely against him, right where he wanted you to be.

Photogirl894's Physical Affection Prompts

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#star wars the bad batch #the bad batch #bad batch crosshair #bad batch prompts #crosshair x reader #photogirl894 1000 followers

[ghosttb0y]

Day 4: Angel/Devil

“Oh don’t worry angel, I won’t bite~”

Dnf designs and event by @/out_for_lunch on twt!

#dreamwastaken fanart #georgenotfound fanart #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #gnf fanart #dnf fanart #dnf #dreamnotfound #dreamnotfound fanart #dnfanuary #I 1000% skipped the other days L #BUT ILL DO MORE PROMPTS LATER

[steviesbicrisis]

Zombie AU where Steve gets to an unhealthy level of "it's my responsibility to protect everyone" because when the Pandemic started, Barb Holland was one of the first infected and he had to kill her as she was trying to bite Nancy.

Even if it was the right thing to do, the relationship between him and Nancy has never been the same and he promised himself he would never get to that point again.

For the following years he trains, takes the most dangerous missions, always makes sure to be in the first line to protect his friends and somehow he manages to survive despite always putting others first.

It all changes when he meets Eddie. Who doesn't expect him to jump right in front of the danger to save him, who gets mad every time he does so, who tries the best he can to share the burden with him.

And Steve, for the first time in years, dares to be hopeful about the future, to daydream a farm where he and Eddie could live together, to let go of the things he can't control.

Steve dares to fall in love.

And right when he finally believes he deserves good things too, Eddie gets bitten.

It was supposed to be a simple mission to look for supplies in the abandoned trailer park, Eddie offered to go since he knew the place better than anyone else, and they were so sure it would've been a simple one they let Dustin go with him.

It only took an infected who was stuck in one of the trailers to get him. Dustin is in tears as he tells Steve how Eddie jumped on the infected to protect him.

All the progress Steve made thanks to Eddie, learning to lean on others, to not blame himself for fucked up shit he cannot control, goes away in an instant. Because Steve should've gone instead of Eddie, he should've been there to protect Dustin, he should've been bitten.

Steve takes his decision quickly.

He sends Dustin home with Hopper, he takes one of the guns and promises he will handle the situation.

He goes inside the trailer as they're driving away, Eddie is sitting on the floor, leaning on the wall behind him, a knife in his hand.

When he sees Steve, he is ready to protest and send him away until Steve shows him his gun. Eddie looks stunned, then nods slowly.

Steve sits next to him "I'm sorry".

"It's not your fault" Eddie sounds so convinced Steve wishes he could believe him.

Steve takes Eddie's free hand in his "I'll stay with you until it's time."

"Steve, you don't have to do this-"

Steve squeezes his hand "Please, let me buy us a little more time."

Eddie quietly stares at him, studying his expression, and he knows him so well Steve wonders if he figured out his real plan. If he knows that Steve has no intention to get out of that trailer without him.

Eddie's eyes get watery and he can't tell if it's because he's scared of dying or because he knows Steve won't use his gun.

Finally, Eddie nods "Okay."

Steve nods back "Okay."

Eddie rests his head on his shoulder.

And they wait.

#I cannot believe I just wrote something so tragic #can you tell I've watched the last of us recently? #I'm SORRY #I am 1000% no angst until there's a zombie apocalypse involved #angst #steddie angst #zombie au #tlos au #steddie au #steddie #steddie prompt #steddie zombie au #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #steve and eddie #steve x eddie

[pjs-everyday]

WIP >>>> because OF COURSE agent twilight knows how to dance 😅

#wheeee!!! 🩷 #the prompt is DANCE!! #Loid always goes 1000% and yor matches his energy with ease 🩷🩷🩷 #hopefully I finish this today idk! haha #twiyormonth #twiyor #loidyor #loid x yor #spy x family #sxf #spy family #Loid forger #yor briar #fic #wip #pjseveryday #illustration #art #sketchbook #digital illustration #fanart #anime art #agent twilight #dance #thorn princess

[this-is-ris]

Day 11- Longing

Oh, I wish I was there with you

There's a crack in my window, a bird in my room Angels all over that watch over you When I'm walking on water, all my dreams have come true Still, nothing means nothing without you, you ♪

ft. @qara-wen

#ffxiv gpose #ffxiv screenshots #gposers #ffxiv viera #friend's oc #ffxiv oc #ris dei ijla #ris x qara #vierapril #vierapril 2024 #prompt: longing #1000 smooches #they are so precious I cannot

[sybeez]

people often don't realize how hard it is to be bilingual. I gotta remember all 1000+ pokemon names in 2 languages.

#sy.op #this post was prompted by me not being able to remember a salmonoid's name in splatoon n it leading to bad comunication #during a salmon run event leading to us loosing 5th place #but my point still stand bcs i STILL gotta remember all 1000+ pokemon names in 2 languages

[im-his-druidess]

I love your writing!

Can I request ABO prompt 19 with our darling Otis?

I’m so excited you added him to your characters list!

Took a bit of creative license with this one! Nothing too big! Hope you like it! 💙

"You really don't have to do this," you tried once again to persuade the two security guards flanking you.

One, a short rotund Beta, snorted and the other, a tall burley Alpha, shoved you rather roughly towards the door to your home.

"Zip it, Omega. I've had just about enough of your yapping. Got to realize there are consequences to your actions," the one who pushed you grumbled, his thick mustache and even thicker eyebrows twitching with every word, and you felt your shoulders slump in defeat.

"Just remember...you asked for it," you muttered under your breath before shouldering the door open.

The old hinges squealed in protest, announcing your presence long before you could shout out a greeting to Mama Firefly that was no doubt clanging around the kitchen.

"I got some people here that wanna see...my Alpha," you said loudly, shooting a disapproving look to the security guard lingering by the door, and almost instantly Mama rounded the corner with a flair that only she possessed.

"Oh! You brought visitors! You should have warned me! I would've put on something...nice," she cooed while fluffing her teased blonde hair and you got a nose full of her sweet perfume mixed with the tang of smoke.

You didn't miss how she propped her free arm under her breasts to make them stick out even more. Her pastel pink corset nearly ripping at the seams from the movement. You heard one of the men choke on their spit and you fought back your grin at her antics.

"Why don't you boys keep me company in the parlor while she go gets her man?" Mama continued with a bright pink painted fingernail pointing towards the living room.

She wasn't even done speaking before the Beta was all but running to the room, but the Alpha lingered.

"I'll wait right here, ma'am," he said curtly and received a long unblinking stare that had him clearing his throat awkwardly.

With a heavy sigh once Mama and the man were out of sight you heaved yourself up the rickety stairs, one eye still trained on the Alpha to make sure he didn't follow you, and you made sure to stomp and drag your feet to make as much noise as possible.

You already knew you were in trouble and you didn't feel like adding more to it by having another man in your Alpha's territory without some sort of warning. As if sensing your thoughts, long pale fingers shot out from the upper floor and wrapped tight around the back of your neck, and you were unceremoniously dragged the rest of the way up the stairs and out of eyesight of the security guard. You kept your body limp and your eyes downcast as a nose was promptly shoved against your throat, hot breath huffing against the sensitive skin, and the grip on your neck tightened.

"What the fuck is all this about, mama?" Otis spat and you felt dread curl in the pit of your stomach at the underlying growl to his voice.

Deciding to metaphorically rip the band-aid off this situation you took a deep fortifying breath.

“I got into some trouble today. I sort of punched an Alpha in the face when he touched me. Long story short, there’s a couple of security guards at the door who would like to talk to you about getting control of your Omega,” you said quickly and then all but whined as long white hair slipped over your shoulder as he moved until his chest was flush against your back.

Otis continued to aggressively scent you, snorting like an agitated bull at the lingering scent of the two strange men on you, and his grip moved to fist in your hair at your words.

You could tell he was thinking over what you said. Rolling them around his head while replacing his scent on you. You felt his jaw work against your throat as if he was grinding his teeth and you immediately leaned back to nuzzle against his temple in an instinctual effort to comfort him. His pale hair tickled your nose and you let the natural Alpha earthy scent of him fill your lungs and you ignored the slight tinge of copper wafting from him. Jagged teeth pierced your shoulder, ripping you from your head, and you barely bit back a yelp at the sharp stinging pain.

“Don’t start with that lovey-dovey bullshit. You made a fucking mess and now I gotta clean it up, dammit,” he snapped once he let go of your abused shoulder and you whimpered as he yanked on your hair while he spoke.

With your shoulder and scalp stinging, Otis marched you back downstairs, and you were momentarily relieved once his grip returned to the nape of your neck and away from your throbbing scalp.

“Are you her Alpha?” the security guard asked as you both popped into view and you could smell the sudden surge of smugness rolling off of the man behind you at the question.

The deep jagged scarring of your mating gland hidden beneath your t-shirt was only a pale imitation of the vivid and painful memory you had of the night Otis claimed you as his. You swore you could still feel the sensation of rope burning against your wrists as you struggled underneath him even all this time later. His laughter still echoing in your ears.

“You are correct,” Otis said, fingertips brushing against your mating bite as if he was remembering that night as well, and you quickly swallowed past the bile rising in your throat.

Instead, you reached out to tangle your fingers in the beltloop of his jeans. You felt an immediate sense of calmness wash over you at his little grunt of approval at your movement.

“Well, it seems your Omega here got into a bit of a…spat,” the man began while stroking his mustache and Otis interrupted him with a laugh.

“Yeah, she is a feisty one. Only reason she’s stuck around as long as she has,” he said and you winced and the double meaning of his words.

Otis had been charmed by your aggression when you first met, so unusual for an Omega, and he continued to push and prod your buttons just to get reactions from you. Your ass and thighs still stung from his earlier ‘playing’.

“But she knows better than to let others touch what belongs to me. Knows I’m a selfish bastard when it comes to my property,” he continued and you could see the awkwardness settle of the security guard.

It seemed he was finally starting to realize that Otis wasn’t just the average possessive Alpha. The think scent of Alpha aggression was clear to you, probably because you were so used to it, but the man just shifted on his feet and cleared his throat.

You could feel Otis grinning from behind you.

“Now, what I really wanna know is…how fast do you think you can run?” he asked casually and you closed your eyes briefly.

There was hardly ten seconds that passed before he was shoving you to the side and launching himself at the Alpha. A loud wet yelp sounded from the living room, a gurgled groan followed by a loud shrieking cackle, and you knew that Baby was taking care of the security guard in the living room. You thumped pitifully against the wall as you watched a flash of long pale hair and the glint of a knife fly past you and out the door. The security guard didn’t even make it to the porch steps before Otis was on him with a growl that you felt in your bones. You heaved another sigh before turning and dragging yourself up the stairs towards the room you shared with Otis as you waited for him to finish and began to mentally prepare for your punishment. The man pleading for mercy only made you feel exhausted.

“I tried to warn you. You brought this on yourself.”

#Otis Driftwood #House of 1000 Corpses #The Devil's Rejects #Otis Driftwood x Reader #House of 1000 corpses x reader #the devil's rejects x reader #Otis Driftwood headcanons #house of 1000 corpses headcanons #the devil's rejects headcanons #a/b/o prompt fill #prompt fill #Bill Moseley #slashers #slasher movies #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #slashers x reader #slashers fandom #the cryptid answers

[rockingrobin69]

covalent

“Did you look in the—”

“Yes, darling,” not rolling his eyes anymore, coming closer with his hands out, and Harry’s frown which used to be funny is, is, not. “Hey. Harry.”

“It’s,” hyperventilating, “it’s from Molly, I can’t—it has to be somewhere in here, right,” and Draco scoops him in his arms and squeezes.

Squeezes harder until the shaking stops. “Darling,” he whispers, and “sweetheart.” They find their way to bed and Draco layers him with so many kisses Harry can’t even grumble anymore, can’t, move, probably, until he’s laughing, wiping his face on the pillowcase.

“Sorry,” he says, much later, and Draco shushes him with clinical efficiency and rinses the suds out of his hair.

How hard can crocheting be, for crying out loud? He might not be Molly-Weasley-level natural caretaker, but he can bloody do this. He’ll pick up the yarn and the—needles? Tomorrow. He’ll replace this priceless heirloom of a bloody doily and Harry will be… will be happy again.

*

“Which tie do you think I should—oh,” looking up and Draco’s already wrapping it around his neck, pout melting into fond smile. “Really? That one?”

“Really,” Draco murmurs. Tying the knot is the easiest thing, and his fingers are happy to do it, skirting over the soft material and, cheekily, over Harry’s tense shoulders. “It’s going to be fine,” he says.

“I know.” Harry’s looking at them in the mirror. Draco wonders what he sees, besides for muggle suits and all the hair. “You look nice.”

Draco huffs. “I always look nice.”

“All right then, you look fucking sexy. You should always wear a tux.”

“Hmm? Even in bed? Sounds clunky.”

“Clunky? Is it a suit of armour or something?” but the babbling is a sign of its own, and Draco, raised eyebrow, takes his hand.

“We only need to be there for five, ten minutes. I told the Minister you won’t be staying for the full event.”

“How did you get him to agree to that?”

“Charm,” Draco says.

“You mean blackmail.”

“I mean, a lovely personality and a knack for fortunate scheduling.”

Harry’s smiling so wide it feels, ridiculously, that he’d tear out of his suit. “You’re incorrigible,” but he’s quiet after that, which Draco takes as a win. And really, how hard is it to threaten a Minister?

With economical moves, he brushes a lucky piece of lint off Harry’s arm. They’ll make the obligatory appearance, keep the peace or—give hope to the nation, whatever, and then he’ll take Harry to the kebab place outside the Ministry and feed him chips till he’s happy.

*

“Where do we keep the lens cleaner spray?”

Because he doesn’t like the marks the charm leaves. “Third drawer on the right.”

Rattling: “Found it. You picked a film yet?”

“Mm-hmm.” Arranging the bowls, leaning back on the sofa.

“Good. And it’s not Mean Girls again, right? Because love you know I’ll watch anything with you but I think four times a month is, er, wha—” stops with his pretty mouth open, leaning against the doorway with a little swoon. “Draco? What’s this? What are you wearing?”

“There’s a pair for you as well,” the fluffiest material Draco had ever seen, with a pattern of little polar bears in bowties. “Go on, get changed.”

“Is that… I thought we weren’t allowed to eat on the new sofa.”

Draco shrugged. “What’s a hoover charm for? They’re selling your favourite apple-cinnamon popcorn again, I couldn’t resist.”

“Clearly,” with a grin that swallowed the whole room. “You’re aware this is excessive, love, yes? You know this isn’t normal behaviour.”

With a huff, “And we’re entirely normal people?”

Harry laughs, shaking his head. He comes to grab the pyjamas, but takes a detour to Draco, to kiss the top of his head. “You’re bonkers,” whispered into his hair.

“For you,” Draco concedes. “Now go on. I hope you don’t mind, but I chose Princess Bride.”

“You unbearable sap,” with affection so thick in his tone it drips, tiny little kisses on his forehead, his eyebrows, his nose. Happy, Draco thinks with relief: Harry was already happy, and he plans to only make him happier. And really, how hard can it be to get far too much popcorn and his favourite film?

*

“Oh, shit,” Draco says, “I forgot the markers.”

“What?”

“Markers. For the… they help much better than a spell. I’ll have to go back to the office supply shop,” sighing, rubbing his buzzing eyelids. Too little sleep and big test coming up, the constant headache Harry says comes from stress and—

“These ones?” producing a whole pack, unopened, from his work bag.

“What,” Draco says, not quite a question. “You don’t use these.”

“Highlighters? No, not really. I got them for you.” Nudging them closer, nose scrunching on a frown. “What? Why’s that so shocking?”

“It’s not.”

Harry stares. “But?” to the shake of the head, “What, is it only you who’s allowed to take care of me?”

More desperate shaking. Draco’s too tightly strung on no sleep and many-many cups of coffee, and he’s seeing double, and the tears come out unbidden and unexpected.

“Love,” Harry gasps, and cradles weeping Draco in his arms like he would a baby, “I’m sorry, I didn’t—”

“No, no,” nonsensical and silly, “it’s—Harry, you’re so, it’s unfair how much you’re—”

“You’re unfair,” and Harry’s voice is raw too, and they’re both so silly. “Do you even know, do you have any idea how awfully happy you make me just by—”

“Stop, stop,” too weak for the attack, and the markers, and it’s Wednesday and his test is on Friday, and he’s sick with how lovely this is. “Okay, we’re both saps.”

They make each other’s tea and then drink from each other’s cup. Draco’s is too sweet and Harry’s is too strong. Draco’s tired and a little bit terrified, but he keeps thinking, how hard can this be? Not that hard after all.

(For flufftober day 25. Find the soft AO3 collection here).

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[photogirl894]

Hi ! I hope you are okay !

I hope you don't mind requesting again :)

I was wondering if I could make a Crosshair x reader request with the following prompts from your romance/fluff prompts list

2. what did I do to deserve you ?

35. I love you with all my heart

Have a good day/night ❤️

Hey there, Cora! Sorry it took me so long to get to this other request of yours! I hope it's to your liking 😊

***Slight spoilers for TBB s3 ep8, but nothing really people don't know about at this point***

"A Healer's Touch"

2. "What did I do to deserve you?"

35. "I love you with all my heart."

Pairing: Crosshair x fem reader

***

All the years you'd lived on Pabu, you thought were the happiest you had ever been. You lived in an island paradise, surrounded by the most loving and accepting community you'd ever known and you had a job that you enjoyed most days. Everything felt just right and you thought you had it all.

Until one day, Clone Force 99, whom you had befriended, returned to the island with their long-lost brother...Crosshair.

You knew they had a brother who had sided with the Empire, but months ago, they'd tried to rescue him...which was when so many things went wrong for them. They failed in trying to find Crosshair, Tech had been lost and Omega had been captured. For the following months, Hunter and Wrecker; the only two left, had spent so much time away from Pabu, following multiple leads and scouring the galaxy for their siblings. It made you immensely happy when they returned with both Omega and Crosshair.

While all of the Clone brothers were handsome in your eyes, there was just something more alluring about Crosshair that caught your attention the first time you saw him. Maybe it was the intensity in his face or the way he stood tall with pride or maybe...it was the darkness and hidden sorrow you could see behind his eyes when his brothers introduced him to you. Even though you didn't know any specifics and despite his best efforts to hide it, you could tell that the Empire had utterly broken him.

In the months Hunter and Wrecker had been out back and forth so much, you'd started training with the local nurse and had become a rather talented nurse and healer yourself. When you'd learned Crosshair had some hand tremors that were starting to cause him slight pain, you offered to take a look at it for him. He'd been quite reluctant at first, but Omega insisted, to which he relented. While you initially couldn't determine the exact cause behind the tremors, the best you could do at the time was give him a balm that could at least help soothe the discomfort.

After that, everything changed.

He kept coming back for more of the ointment for his hand and to have you check it when it seemed things were getting worse, still a bit begrudgingly for a bit. At one point, you were examining his hand when it started shaking in the middle of it and you instinctively reached out and took it in your own, grasping it tightly. Just as you realized what you'd done and were about to let go and apologize, he curled his fingers around your hand in return and it was the first time you saw the hint of a smile from him...a smile that sent you falling head over heels for him in an instant.

Soon after, he started coming around just to see you instead of out of concern for his hand. His brothers would go on missions and leave him and Omega behind to keep them safe from the Empire and he would come to spend time with you instead of dying from boredom or after spending a good while training or being with Omega for a bit. He'd watch you work and make small talk when you weren't busy. You enjoyed his company and he seemed to enjoy yours, too. If ever his hand began shaking when you were together, you would hold his hand gently and it would calm him almost right away. You were grateful to know that you were helping him in more ways than just giving him something for the pain the tremors caused him. He seemed more at ease when he was with you physically and emotionally. You couldn't quite understand why, but it didn't matter. He chose willingly almost every day to see you. It felt as though there was an unspoken thing between you, but you were never sure if it was right to bring it up. Perhaps, one day, after he'd adjusted more.

You were a lost cause, though, because in all that time, you had fallen hopelessly and completely in love with him.

There was a day you were out walking around Pabu as the sun was beginning to set when you saw him down on the beach...meditating, to your surprise, but you couldn't help but smile. Then you decided you would go down and see him, so you made your way to the beach.

As you walked up behind him, he suddenly said without turning around, "I was hoping I'd see you today...but I didn't expect it to be here."

You were about to ask how he knew you were there, but...it was Crosshair. He just somehow knew these things. It was like he had enhanced sense of his own. Instead, you replied, sitting beside him, "I didn't expect to see you meditating. When did this start?"

"Omega showed me a while ago," he answered.

"That explains why your hand hasn't been shaking so much. It seems to be helping," you commented.

He simply hummed in response and inhaled deeply and slowly before exhaling through his mouth. You watched him carefully as he breathed, taking in every inch of his profile. The way he almost glowed in the golden evening light, how peaceful he looked...your heart felt warmer than your skin did in the Pabu sun. You looked down at his hand next to you; the one with the tremors that you always held. You reached down and took his hand once again in yours and he immediately grasped your hand back. He didn't break his meditation, but you did see a small smile slowly creep up on his lips as you took his hand and his shoulders seemed to relax even more.

There was a small moment of content silence between you before Crosshair asked, "What did I do to deserve you?" You were a bit surprised at the question and then he finally opened his eyes and looked at you, a softness in his gaze that made you melt inside.

"I don't understand," you replied.

"You've showed me more kindness than I feel I've earned. You waste your time with me when you could be doing anything else or be with someone else," he told you.

"I don't see it as a waste of time. I never have," you said back to him, gripping his hand tighter. "You deserve love and care as much as anyone else."

He turned his head away, saying in a low voice, "Who would love someone like me?"

Hearing him ask such a question made you want to cry at how little he thought of himself, especially when you thought the world of him. It was then you decided he needed to know how you truly felt.

You leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, whispering as you pulled away, "I would...and I do."

Crosshair turned to you, his eyes wide with shock at what you were implying yet there was still a gentleness in them that shone even brighter in the sunset.

With a smile, you nodded at him and stated, "I love you, Crosshair. I really do. I love you with all my heart."

Even though he still looked surprised at what he was hearing, his eyes flickered down briefly to your lips before gazing back into your eyes. Then he let go of your hand and reached up to caress your cheek, whispering your name as he did so. He leaned forward and then pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss, eliciting a soft sigh from you as you immediately returned the gesture.

After he pulled away, he rubbed your cheek with his thumb, looking deeply still into your eyes. "And I love you with all of my heart," he told you back, "...a heart that you have helped heal just as much as my hand."

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