#ok yep I'm really tired

[magentasnail]

I accidently avoided my work to check out digital circus

and then it was so good I also accidently avoided my work to make fanart !!

#bright colours cw #glitch cw #it was a lot less horror than i thought it would be #or well a kind of horror i can tolerate #it's really good!! #also don't ask any questions about this drawing #the answer to everything is “im tired” #but yeeeah !! idk it sure is something #digital circus #digital circus fanart #fanart #digital art #art #my art #artists on tumblr #artist #doodle #glitch #glitch aesthetic #ok yep I'm really tired #sleepy time

[vibin-in-the-void]

Don't mind me... just contemplating whether I should sleep on the floor tonight

#I'm so tired #my bed is less than a metre away and I already have my pyjamas on #but my eyes are heavy and my mouth feels weird so I don't want to move #I really need to sleep #yep ok I'm gonna do it I'm going to get into bed #goodnight

[kira-fluff]

I saw the “Sleeping with no pants on” headcanon and was wondering if you could do a pretty setter squad containing Atsumu, Kageyama and Akaashi please- ☁️

sleeping with no pants on | fem!reader x haikyuu!! [pt. 5]

a/n: i was not expecting everyone to be so obsessed with this prompt but I am LIVING for it. I love you guys so much 🩷 p.s. my lovely, atsumu is actually in pt. 1, but I'm going to switch for twinnie osamu, okay? 💕 also I'm so sorry i was gone for so long. busy busy busy working 3 jobs with college. forgive me if I'm a bit rusty. tw: sorta spicy idk

pt 1 pt 2 pt 3 pt 4

osamu miya "hey, 'samu, 'samu." "hm." he replied in a grunt. "'m tired." the two of you had stayed up the entire night trying out new recipes that osamu had thought of when he was supposed to be paying attention in class. so, now here you were at midnight, sprawled out on the couch, exhausted. "'n go 't sleep." "don' wanna drive home." "'n stay." you murmured an acknowledgement, then began slipping off your pants. osamu immediately sobered from his tiredness. "wait, the hell are ya doin'?!" "'m goin' to bed, obviously." "ya can't just take yer pants off with a man in the house!" you let out a little scoff, "oh, get over it." but osamu's mind was already racing. he tried to act cool on the outside, but you were just in your fucking panties and acting like it was no big deal? why were you always so clueless around him??? did you really not see him as romantic material??? osamu couldn't help but stare at the round shape of your ass even as your long shirt covered you. he had scarcely time to begin devouring the sight of your legs when you cleared your throat. "are you.....staring... at me?" he cleared his throat and looked away. "...s-sorry.." you leaned in close, just below his ear. "ya know... if you really wanted it that badly, you could've said something.." you smirked, taking a blanket and covering up your lower half with a conceited smirk, walking away. "h-hey wait! the fuck did ya mean by that?!" he trailed behind eagerly. the rest of the night? well... "just friends" was no longer in either of your vocabulary anymore.

kageyama tobio you friends, after all, nothing more. and you didn't want to make it weird. weirder than it already felt having hidden feelings for your best friend. it getting late after a particularly long study session which involved you trying to drill basic math facts into a brain that only understood volleyball. it was a hopeless endeavor, but you took him getting anything above a "50" as a win. so, you continued to attempt to help him improve his grades. you supposed "attempt" wasn't necessarily the right word, as his scores were generally improving, but sometimes you found yourself wondering if there was really a point to it all after you spent the whole lesson trying to help him relearn everything he misunderstood in the lesson from that day. so here you were, exhausted, with your head down on your table at home, tobio sitting across from you. "hey, kageyama, let's just call it a night." he paused for a moment, then spoke. "....do you want to sleep with me?" if you had any liquid in your mouth, you're certain you would've had a comical spit take. "ah, um, WHAT?" you sputtered, trying to make sense out of what he said. he didn't mean it that way, did he? no, of course not. "it's... late." yep. just offering a place to stay. "it is. but there are still trains. i can take a late one." "just get in my bed." your eyebrows raised. "hey, tobio, a normal person would misunderstand what you just said..." he ignored you. "just sleep with me." your face took on a reddish hue the more times he said it... and he just didn't get it? why was he messing with your heart like this!?!? "um... there are different ways to say that. like... 'want to spend the night?'" "then, spend the night." "why are you being so pushy?" "because i like you." as a friend. yeah. we've been over this. "ok, ok, you've convinced me with the power of friendship. but I'm sleeping on the couch." "no." "yes." "no. my bed has enough room." "not for me!!" you laughed nervously. does this guy even have hormones? like, what the fuck? "....I'm going to go shower. I'll see you in my bedroom." does this guy not understand the meaning of no? still, you found yourself begrudgingly trudging over to his bed, especially after you saw his couch was made with the comfort of a burlap sack. I mean, if he offered, might as well take advantage right? what could go wrong? spoiler: everything goes wrong. you thought he was fast asleep. so, in the stealth of 1000 ninjas, you slid off your sweatpants for the sake of comfort. it wasn't weird, right? oh well. you were tired and damn did he like his room hot. you jumped when you felt him arms wrap around you. then, he stiffened. "...are you not wearing any pants?" "um... maybe..." he sighed. "are you trying to seduce me?" "n-no it's just more comfortable!" he turned you around so you were facing him. "well, whatever you're trying to do, it's working. I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep." "wait, is it because I'm making you uncomfortable?" he went silent for a moment. ".... you could say that." "I'll... just put them back on then. sorry. it's just that your room is really hot and-" "can I kiss you?" you blinked in disbelief. "can you what?" "kiss you" he answered without a beat. you spluttered some more as he slowly leaned it, asking for permission, silently this time. you nodded and closed your eyes. sparks flew as his lips moved against your own and you finally understood what he'd meant when he said "I like you". kageyama tobio was head over heels in love with you, and you hadn't a clue. until now. the two of you broke apart. "...can we... do that again?" he asked brazenly. you leaned forward again in reply.

akaashi keiji akaashi would rather die than confess to you the things he woke up at night fantasizing about. you'd likely be especially mortified if you discovered that one of your most embarrassing mishaps was on a frequent replay in akaashi's brain when he fell asleep. he was supposed to be a gentleman, not some gross pervert that looked at one of his best friends like... that. but since it was all in his dreams, it was impossible to "turn off" no matter how many times he tried to think about something else before he went to sleep. and so, let's recall The Incident shall we? he had come to your house late at night and knocked at the door, fully expecting to see you up and awake as it was the early evening. to his surprise, however, you answered the door groggily, eyes still bleary from exhaustion and sleep. the way you looked would be forever ingrained in his mind. you were blinking back the remnants of sleep, wearing one of his shirts. it hung low on you, but not low enough to cover your supple legs and the white panties that peeked out below the hem line of his shirt. you hadn't noticed yet, either. "... what d' ya need...?" you asked tiredly, rubbing your eye. akaashi swallowed harshly, his brain turned into complete mush. "uhh.. uhh...." goddamnit, MOVE YOUR EYES BACK UP TO HER FACE. were her legs always that long? STOP. when he still hadn't answered, you followed his gaze down to your lower half. he still remembers the succession of events as follows: you blushed, stammered, and then slammed the door in his face. you didn't talk to him for a week. after, you finally awkwardly explained that you sleep without your pants on and that you didn't realize you hadn't put anything on when you answered the door because you were so tired. it sucked that you ignored him. and even that you explained yourself. because all it did was bring those... memories... right back to the forefront of his mind. whenever he saw you in the hall and you'd flush and look away, he was immediately brought back to the sight of your bare legs. when you stumbled through your explanation, his mind reeled back to those white panties. and he hated it. what kind of friend looks at their friend that way? but he knew in his heart that what he was feeling for you was beyond sexual attraction when, in his dreams, you smiled at him. and told him you loved him. and so, what if he dreamt a little longer? hopefully you'd forgive him. and maybe someday he could tell you how you made him feel...

#haikyuu!! #kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi fluff #Akaashi keiji x reader #hq osamu #miya osamu x reader #haikyuu osamu #osamu miya x reader #osamu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader

[gojoidyll]

toji x fem!reader

Imagine being born before Satoru, but being born a girl. The Gojo clan was beyond disappointed as they wanted their firstborn to be a boy. So, with no news of another child being on the way, you were immediately dressed and raised as a boy.

10 years later however, your baby brother, Satoru was born and you were immediately cast aside.

For various reasons.

Two of those reasons being that Satoru had the six eyes and, well, you *are* a girl after all.

The Gojo clan didn't care what you did from then onward, so you left. Sure, you could of stayed and be there for your baby brother, but honestly. You were tired. And you knew that the family wouldn't let you anywhere near him anyway, so there wasn't any point.

Which was how you found yourself packing and moving away. You took odd jobs here and there while using the Gojo name with the Jujutsu world to get by. You took down curses and even made a few friends a long the way.

Though, there was one person who was your age and who seemed to never leave your mind as you both would cross paths with each other.

"Ah, Toji. Fancy meeting you here."

You plopped down onto the bench that the man was lingering on. Your eyes glancing at him as he made a small grunt to acknowledge your presence.

You were a Jujutsu Sorcerer who never stayed in one place for too long.

And Toji... well, you're sad to say that he was a Sorcerer Killer.

Hanging around him was bad news, but you did anyway.

"You should really stop stalking me."

You gave him a pointed glare and elbowed him, "I'm not a stalker, you ass! I had a job over here is all."

"Tch, you damn sorcerers. Bet you get tons of jobs."

"Damn right I do."

"Why? Because of your family name and how strong you are?"

Toji absolutely loathed you. You were basically everything he wasn't.

You gave him a tiny smirk in response, "please. Being strong isn't the reason, but I will give you the first part you said."

"What? Your name?"

"Yep, I never did tell you my last name did I? Well, whatever, not like it matters."

You turned more towards him on the bench, "it's Gojo."

His eyes seemed to widen at that as he finally looked over at you, "Gojo? The hell? Why are you taking so many damn odd jobs then if you're part of that family?"

"Cause I'm not a boy, I'm the firstborn disgrace, I wasn't born with the six eyes, my newborn brother however has them, and, well, ...do I need to list anymore? Hahhh, anyway, guess what I'm trying to say is. They're having me take so many jobs and missions because they hope that one day I'll just up and die."

You leaned back into the bench and let your head fall backwards. Your eyes staring up at the sky.

"But who knows? Maybe they'll hire you to kill me someday when it becomes obvious that I won't die by a curse anytime soon."

Toji snorted, "the day that happens, I'll be sure to run their bank dry."

You let out a laugh, "that would be great! I die and they go bankrupt! Genius!"

Ok, so maybe Toji doesn't actually loathe you.

He's just tired seeing you tired.

"Hey Toji?"

"What is it now?"

You grinned, "if you do have to kill me one day, be sure not to kill my brother too, ok?"

"...no promises."

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #toji x reader #toji x you

[lilysbookshelf987]

New camper: Percy Jackson x reader (daughter of apollo)

A/n: thank you so much for giving this a read! This is my first time writing for the PJO universe so let me know if you like it! Requests are open! No NSFW or Smut! Enjoy

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"Good morning" Percy said tiredly, greeting his best friend Grover at the dining pavilion, taking a seat next to him.

"Morning" Grover replied, "hey did you see Annabeth on your way here? She's usually the first one here and I haven't seen her yet"

As if almost on cue she was walking towards the boys, an excited smirk painted across her face.

"Camp Half-Blood has a new camper!"

"What?!" replied Percy

"She showed up late last night, all alone. Chiron told me she had been hurt pretty badly but he took her into the infirmary and gave her some Ambrosia"

"She took it? So, she's definitely a half-blood?" Percy asked

"Yep! We should be meeting her later today" Annabeth was ecstatic, she loved new campers!

--time skip--

As the day went on there was still no sight of the new camper. Word had made its way around camp and people began to take their guesses as to who was her parent.

"I hope she's in our cabin!" A child of Aphrodite had said

"No! I bet she HAS to be in ours! Showing up without a Satyr by her side means she's a warrior"an Ares kid chimed

"As long as she's not in ours I dont care" a tired looking Hermes kid said.

It was almost dinner time when Chiron had found Percy, sparring with someone from the Ares cabin.

"Percy can I speak to you for a moment?"

"Yeah sure" he said, removing his helmet and recapping his sword.

"Im sure you've heard we've had a new camper join us."

"Yeah it's all over camp" he replied

"Ah yes. Well let's say she hasn't been thrilled to learn about her new family. Reminds me a lot of you when you first came here"

Percy thought back to his first few days at camp. He was confused, scared, angry, and very much overwhelmed.

"I was wondering if you could help ease her mind by speaking to her. You understand what she's feeling better than I can."

"And im not half horse" Percy smiled

"Yes there is that" Chiron chuckled

"Alright I want to meet her!" Percy agreed. He really did want to help, but he also knew how jealous Annabeth would be that he met her first. The two walked into the big house and there she was, staring down at her feet.

"Y/N, this is Percy, son of Poseidon. Percy this is Y/N. I'm sure you two will get long swimmingly" Chiron chuckled at his own joke, "I will give you two some privacy" with that, he left the room. Leaving the two teenagers alone.

An awkward silence filled the room, when finally Y/N broke the silence.

"Son of Poseidon, huh?" she asked

"That's me" he smiled, proud of the title he held.

"That's crazy, the gods don't exist!"

"They do exist. I know it all feels a bit insane at first but-"

"A bit?! My whole life i've had these things coming after me and I didn't understand why. I thought I was insane and seeing things, but apparently that's normal?! And my dad? The reason he's neglected me my whole life was because he was a god?! There's just no way"

"Hey, it's gonna be ok. I know how you feel. I felt like that when I first got here. All my life my dad wasn't someone I had thought about much because I had my mom, and thats all I needed. Then I find out that he's now the most important thing in my life? I had so many emotions, but if you just give this place a chance? I promise everything gets a lot less scary"

This seem to get to the girl. She started to tear up.

"Ok, i'll try." she whispered

"I'll show you around and it'll all be ok, I promise."

The two made their way around camp, Y/N was mostly silent. "The sun is so warm here, it's not like that where I'm from"

"Everything is a little bit stronger here."

"I can tell" she smiled

"So, do you have any idea who your dad might be?" Percy asked, careful not to poke at the sensitive subject.

"I think but I'm not sure. My mom used to talk about Apollo, a way she never did about other Gods"

"Ok then...then we have to find a way for him to see you! If he see's you, he'll claim you!"

"Yeah but how?"

"Gods dont claim you because they feel like it, you have to work for it" Annabeth said, inviting herself to the conversation.

"Y/N this is Annabeth, daughter of Athena"

"Hey" Y/n said

"Percy have you taken her to the archery field? Apollo kids thrive there"

"No I didn't"

"Seaweed brain c'mon!" Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Lets go" she led the two there and put a bow and arrow in Y/N's hands. The girl had fired it easily and hit the bullseye.

"Beginners luck?" y/n asked

"Go again" Chiron said, but before she could something came flying down at her, she shot it down easily.

"That could've killed us" Percy said, mouth agape, "and you shot it down with ease!" he said

"Look!" One of the campers said

Y/N was becoming engulfed in a bright light and a sun appeared over her head. She was now an official resident of cabin 7

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #annabeth pjo #apollo #greek gods #pjo x reader

[jungle-angel]

The Greatest Pumpkin Ever Picked (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: It's almost spooky season and you and Bob let Auggie go nuts to try and find the perfect pumpkin

Bozeman, MT

October, 2023

"Never saw a kid so excited to pick out a pumpkin," Joe chuckled as he and Bob slowly trailed behind Auggie, letting him run through the rows and rows of pumpkins in the field behind the farmers' market.

"It's all he talked about all week at school," Bob answered. "Kay, his teacher, was telling me about how they were planning to take the kindergarteners pumpkin picking when I went to go get him."

"Better to do it with the family first," Joe mused.

"Daddy! Daddy! I found it! I found my pumpkin!" Auggie shouted proudly.

"Show me where bud."

Auggie led his father and grandfather to the further end of the field where he pointed proudly to the pumpkin he had claimed as his own. It was huge, a gigantic orange monster that stood in the middle of the field, bigger than all the rest and much bigger than Auggie.

"Holy shit," Bob groaned.

Joe laughed at his son's exasperation. "Hey, the ghoul wants what the ghoul wants."

"Dad, there's no way we're gonna get that monstrosity in the back of the truck," Bob pointed out. "We're gonna need a crane just to lift it."

"Do you not remember what we did when you were that little?" Joe chuckled.

Bob searched his memory for any answer to his father's question until something sparked to life in the back of his mind. "You mean....?"

"Yep," Joe answered.

"How are we gonna do it?"

"Leave that to me."

Bob and Auggie waited patiently for Joe to return, paying for the pumpkin at the front end stall. Finally, Joe came back with the truck, parking it at the bottom of the hill that was just a little bit steeper than Bob had anticipated.

"Alright, lets get that sucker rolled in!" Joe announced.

"We gonna do the Charlie Brown thing Daddy?" Auggie chirped.

"Yep," Bob answered.

Bob helped get Auggie started and once the pumpkin rolled a little bit, Auggie began guiding the pumpkin, rolling it down the hill and running beside it as it picked up speed. He giggled the whole way down as Bob took a video on his phone, laughing at the sight of his meekly framed, bespectacled little mini-me running beside the monstrous pumpkin.

At last the steepness of the hill gave way to the truck bed where the pumpkin landed with tremendous force. The whole truck bobbed up and down like an old low-rider as the huge pumpkin came to rest perfectly in the bed.

"Well that was alot easier than we thought," Joe remarked.

"I just hope the shocks on the truck are ok," Bob told him.

Bob loaded Auggie into his carseat and buckled him in before he and Joe took off with the pumpkin in tow. As soon as the two of them pulled up the long driveway to the house and parked, Bob lifted a yawning Auggie out of the truck and carried him into the house.

"Woah that's one hell of a pumpkin!" you exclaimed, meeting your husband at the door.

"And one sleepy kid," Bob replied, kissing you on the lips. "I'm gonna go put him upstairs for a nap, he's exhausted."

"You do that, I'll set his lunch aside for when he wakes up."

Up to the bedroom Bob went, placing Auggie in his bed and covering him first with the duvet and then his Pinocchio blanket that had warmed him as a baby. Bob tucked the sage green and white crocheted blanket and Auggie's soft Dumbo stuffie in beside him before turning on the little fairy lights in the dark room.

Bob made his way back downstairs, following the smell of the savory lunch you had made while the skies had darkened outside. "You doin ok sweet pea?" he asked, pulling you in and kissing you.

"Now that I can walk around a little bit," you answered. "Princess wasn't really letting me sleep much, but other than that, I'm alright."

"Where's Patrick?"

"He's upstairs, asleep in his room," you answered. "Guess the pumpkin picking tired Auggie out."

"Ran the thing down the hill until he got to the truck," Bob chuckled.

You laughed as the image popped into your mind of little Auggie running after the pumpkin. "You think he'll wake up and we can carve it later?"

"We'll see," Bob answered. "I don't know if we'll be able to fit it in the house though."

You relaxed in his arms, the baby girl in your belly finally settling down long enough to relax herself. You couldn't wait to carve the pumpkin and see Auggie's little face light up at the sight of the future jack-o-lantern that would soon decorate the farm.

#top gun maverick #robert bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #dad!bob floyd #dagger squad

[helpallthenamesaretakenblog]

so :D i wrote my first ever fanfic because i was intrigued and want to know if i could do it. i hope you like it :)) i nerded out way too much on this one so spare me pls be kind!

description: set during the battle of manhattan, tlo. slightly canon divergent. lot of percy angst. tw: su!cidal thoughts. percys pov. percabeth being cute. based on the poem 'stopping by the woods on a snowy evening' by robert frost :)

Miles to Go Before I Sleep- A PJO Fanfiction

I couldn't sleep that night. I paced the room for two hours until late night as if there was something terrible was going to happen. I was worried sick--about Annabeth, about the war, about everything. At midnight, moonlight streamed through the hotel window as I sat, almost lifelessly on the bed, staring into nothing. Suddenly, I heard a creak in the door, and I was about to snatch riptide before I heard a whisper, "Percy? You awake?"

In the shadows, I saw the familiar figure of Grover, tired after a long day of attending to the satyrs. He sat down next to me on the bed, and we both stared at the wall in comfortable silence. For a moment, I could almost close my eyes and imagine that we were 12 year olds at Yancy again. "The Apollo kids are seeing you through the hotel surveillance cameras. They sent me to ask you to sleep" "Since you're the only one right now who I'll listen to?" ".....yep"

While Grover rambled something about him being my unofficial mom right now, I looked at my bedside table, and there it was. Pandora's Jar. Man, I wished the stupid thing would stop following me around, and right now, it wasn't the best time for me to want to resist opening it. Unfortunately, Grover read my emotions. "You want to open it, don't you?"

The question, which had always been on the back of my mind, really stung now that it was said out loud. I think Grover could see I was breaking down a little on the inside, and wrapped me in an awkward hug. "I-I do," it came spilling out of my mouth, my voice cracking. "It just feels like the Fates are giving me an opportunity instead of a challenge. I feel like everything around me is falling apart. I'm not good at handling war. If I give up to Kronos, he'd kill me, as long as I'd make him promise he wouldn't hurt you guys. It's just easier. It's better for everyone else" My eyes felt wet, and I pulled away quickly. Grover looked so lost, I immediately felt bad for making him worry about me. "Go to sleep, Percy," he said in a painful tone, as if I was a delusional grandpa who had gotten loose from the nursing home bed. Before I could say anything, he pulled out his reedpipes. Before I could protest, he started playing soft, sweet music and before I knew it, I was asleep.

In my dream, I was sitting with Annabeth in the strawberry field, while she had a book in her lap. Annabeth was smiling, her hair glinting in the sunlight. She was okay. We were okay. It was a sunny day and all the campers were having fun. I remembered this day; this conversation had happened two months before the war. Woah. That felt so far away.

"I finally found the greek version of this poem!" she said excited, her eyes sparkling, which gave me butterflies. "This poem is really famous for the last four lines, wait-wait, I'll read it out to you" She picked it up. "So the English version of these lines are: "The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep" I bumped her shoulder with mine. "Ok, nerd...what's the point?"

She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. "It basically means that the poet wanted to die and found death a beautiful easy way out, but he realised he still had a duty in his life and that he still had a long way before his time to go, isn't that so poetic?" "I guess. You're better at this than me"

This didn't happen that day, but she opened her arms, as if about to hug me, probably due to Grover's magical reedpipe music, and for a second I felt elated that life felt livable again, before the ground opened up before she could, and I fell into endless darkness.

I woke up, shaking. I felt like I had been given a sweater in the cold before it got snatched away, leaving me back in the freezing winter. Grover was gone. I wanted to go back to sleep. I wanted things to be alright again. I wanted to see Annabeth happy and nerdy as usual and hug her. But sunlight streamed in through the window, and I forced myself out of the bed and went up the stairs to where Annabeth was.

When I walked up to her in the chair, my heart broke again. She looked so different from the dream. Her eyes were weakly staring at the view, she was shivering and her face was still a little gray. "Hey" she said. I checked up on her, talking to her about her health, which was slowly getting better, thankfully, but it didn't stop me from feeling guilty.

As I stared at her hopelessly, Pandora's Jar appeared on the table next to her. Annabeth studied my face. "We should put it in a place where it stays there"

I nodded my head in agreement. I took the jar gingerly in my hands. I looked out into the view from above. The whole city was in my sight. I saw demigods rebuilding the mortal's homes, some of which were damaged after the day's fight. I saw Nico rejoining a skeleton from his army's bones, with Will hovering curiously from a distance. "Is that a coccyx ?" "Gesundheit" If I died, he'd be the prophecy kid. I saw two tired aphrodite girls staring at a broken mirror, as if wondering where their life (and skin) started to break. I needed to keep them going. I needed to survive, I couldn't let them down. I needed to give them what they were fighting for. They were fighting for me. All my depression would have to wait for another day.

"It must be annoying," Annabeth said. "Don't you ever just want to open it?"

"Nah," I gave her my bravest smile, as I carried the jar to the door, where I would give it to be locked in a storage locker in the hotel. "I have promises to keep; and miles to go before I sleep"

#pjo fic #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson angst #percy jackson #pjo #annabeth chase #rick riordan #percabeth #pjo fandom #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv series #percy series #pjo series #annabeth pjo #perseus jackson #percy pjo #the last olympian #percy jackson spoilers #pjo fanfic #annabeth percy jackson #percy and annabeth #annabeth #grover underwood #nico di angelo #pjo hoo #hoo #rrverse #pjo hoo toa #solangelo

[jpmarvel90]

I'm just so tired

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Word Count: 3342

Relationship: Scarlett x Reader

Summary: Y/n is struggling with a demanding job whilst Scarlett is away filming, with no idea the toll it's taking on her girlfriend.

Y/N’s POV:

It’s 9pm and I’m finally driving home from work. I really hate my job. After I left college, I got what I thought was my dream job working at a global marketing firm. But boy was I wrong. The management team treated their staff like shit and the pay was crap. When I first started working there, I had to get a second job at a café just to be able to pay rent.

Thankfully, my second job brought me the one greatest happiness in my life, and that’s my girlfriend, Scarlett Johansson. Yep, you heard me right, me a small town girl working two jobs, is dating THE Black Widow. She would come into the shop 3 times a week on her way to set and would always take the time to chat. Over time our chats became more flirty before she finally asked me out on a date.

That was just over a year ago. I’ve had a promotion at work, so I was able to quit my job at the café, which in turned allowed me to have more time with Scarlett. That was until my stupid boss started to hammer me with more work than anyone else, setting ridiculous deadlines. Unfortunately finish at 9pm was not a rarity.

I feel so run down and lost. I thought I had everything planned out, but I any enthusiasm I had for doing this job, for being in this marketing world was gone. I could feel the tears starting to roll down my cheeks as I drove home. All I wanted to do was get home and cuddle my girlfriend. But I can’t. She’s been in Atlanta filming for the last month.

We’ve spoken as often as we can, but as filming has picked up it’s become hard to talk. I dropped her a text before I left work to see if she was free for a call this evening, but I didn’t expect a response. So here I am trudging up to my apartment ready to collapse on my bed.

Just as I open my door, my phone starts to ring, and the name causes me to smile for the first time today.

Y/N: Hey Babe, how are you?

Scarlett: Hey gorgeous, I’m doing better now I’m talking to you. How was your day?

Y/N: It was busy, I’m just getting back to my apartment now.

Scarlett: Babe, it’s like nine thirty. Why are you so late?

Y/N: Oh, it was just a busy day and I’ve got a deadline tomorrow so needed to get it done. Anyway, how is filming going?

Scarlett: Filming’s fine. You sound tired. Are you sure you’re ok?

I paused for a moment, trying so hard to stop my tears from falling. I hadn’t told Scarlett how bad work was. She had so much going on that I didn’t want to bother her with it.

Scarlett: Babe? I want to see your face; I’m switching to face time.

Y/N: No, I’m fine. It’s just been a rough couple of weeks. I’m fine….

Facetime request

I reluctantly accept knowing that either way she’s going to know something is wrong.

Y/N: Ah man, did you have to tease me being in costume?

I try to lighten the mood and move the conversation on but it’s not working.

Scarlett: Have you been crying? Babe, please tell me what’s wrong.

Y/N: I’m just tired. Like I said, work has been busy, you know what my emotions are like when I’m tired.

Scarlett: Y/N, don’t lie to me. In the year I’ve known you, I think I’ve only seen you cry twice. Just because I’m not with you, doesn’t mean I don’t want to be there for you. Now please, tell me what’s wrong.

Her face contorts into a worried frown and it causes me to cry but I’m able to prevent a full-on crying session from ensuing. 

Y/N: I’m just so tired. I don’t know how much longer I can push myself. I’m not getting anywhere at work. I’m getting more work but no benefits. I just feel like my whole life is revolving around work, there’s no time for anything else.

Scarlett’s face turns soft, and I can see her own eyes are glossing over.

Scarlett: Oh baby, I’m so sorry. Hopefully this will all pass, and they’ll see what an amazing worker you are. You are so great at your job, it will all come together.

I just nodded as I compose myself. I want to move on from this subject. I don’t want to worry her anymore.

Y/N: I know. I’m just being silly. It’s almost the weekend and I can take a break. Anyway, we barely talk at the moment, so I don’t want the time we do have together to be taken up by me being an emotion mess. How is filming going?

Scarlett rolls her eyes and lets out a little chuckle.

Scarlett: It’s going really well. We’ve almost finished the night shoots which will mean that I’ll be able to call you more. I miss talking to you every day.

Y/N: That’s great. I’m glad it’s going well. I miss you so much. We’re over halfway, not long to go now.

I smile, trying to keep my eyes open.

Scarlett: Babe, go to bed. You’re tired.

Y/N: Noooo, I’m awake, I’ve not spoken with you in 3 days!

Scarlett: I promise I’ll call you tomorrow. But you need sleep.

Y/N: Urgh, fine! But you’re bring that suit home.

I huff but giving her a cheeky grin and eyebrow wiggle.

Scarlett: If it’ll make you go to bed, deal! Now off to sleep!

Y/N: I’m going to hold you to that! Ok, I’m off. I miss you and I love you!

Scarlett: I love you more. Speak tomorrow.

I close off the call before grabbing a quick protein bar. These work hours are really playing havoc with my eating habits! Walking into my room, I barely have the energy to change. I leave my clothes in a pile on my floor before collapsing into my bed.

*beep, beep*

Urgh, I’m woken up at 5:30 by my obnoxious alarm. One more day and then it’s the weekend and I can spend it sleeping in. I jump in the shower and then make myself a proper breakfast, so I know I’ll be getting at least one decent meal today. 

I feel like I’m just coasting through the motions as I get ready and head off to the office. My heart sinks as I see the new paperwork sat on my desk for the admin of the latest marketing campaigns. I guess it’s another late finish for me today!

Scarlett’s POV:

It’s times like this I hate being so far away from Y/N. I just wanted to reach through the phone and give her a hug. I know she’s hiding how bad she’s really feeling. I’ve barely seen her cry and it breaks my heart that I’m not there for her when she is clearly struggling.

Whilst still deep in thought about my girlfriend, I’m called back to set to finish up the scenes for tonight. As I’m walking back over Joe pulls me aside. “Hey Scarlett, we’ve had to change up the schedule to fit in a couple of reshoots on the stunts. That means after tonight we won’t need you for a few days. You’ll be due back on set on Wednesday next week.” I feel relief wash over me.

I can’t wait to have a long weekend off. “Am I needed for anything else or am I completely free until Wednesday?” I ask, starting to get an idea. “Yep, get some rest and enjoy your time off!” He responds rushing off to his next location.

I work as hard as I can to get the final scenes completed and they go really well, and we get them done pretty quickly. I decide that I’m going to fly back to New York and surprise Y/N. As soon as I’m in my trailer I’m on my laptop searching for available flights. I book one which will get me in with enough time to set up a surprise.

Timeskip

I finally arrive at Y/N’s apartment a little before 4. I let myself in and get to work with preparing her surprise. The best thing about Y/N’s apartment is the roof access she has. Every Friday night she comes up here with a glass of wine and chills. The views are pretty cool and whenever I’m home, I join her.

Knowing how stressed and tired she’s been, I decide on setting up a movie night. I arrange a big projector which I have help setting up from my brother. I then arrange a makeshift bed with loads of comfy pillows and of course, get Y/N’s favourite snacks.

By the time I’ve finished it’s 6 and Y/N should be home any minute now. I plan to hide up on the roof and wait for her to join me. Time goes by and it’s now just after 9 and Y/N still isn’t here. I decide to drop her a text and pretend that I’ve got some time between filming.

Scarlett: Hey Babe, I’ve got an hour break if you’re free to call? Are you home?

Y/N: I’m just leaving work. I’ll call you when I’m home. Give me 30 minutes.

She’s working late again. I thought her deadline had already passed. I start to wonder how bad work really has been for her recently. We’ve always been honest with each other, but I feel like she’s been hiding this from me. I just wish I knew why.

From the roof I hear Y/N’s car pull up and I get ready for when she comes up to the roof. For some reason I’m getting nervous, I can’t wait to see my beautiful girlfriend again. About 5 minutes later, sure enough I hear the handle of the roof turn and I stand up facing the door.

I watch as Y/N walks through the door, wine glass in hand, in a pair of black shorts and one of my hoodies. I smile at how cute she looks, but it doesn’t go unnoticed how tired she looks too. She has bags under her eyes and her whole body seems deflated. My poor baby.

As she turns the corner her eye’s light up as she sees what I’ve set up. “Oh my God.” She whispers, before noticing me stood in the middle. Without saying anything further she runs and jumps up into my arms. I hold her tight. “Hey Baby. I’ve missed you.” I say into her hair.

I place her on the floor, and she looks at me directly in the eyes, I can see that she is holding back her tears. Her eyes flick down to my lips, so I pulled her close, putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear, before connecting our lips in a soft kiss full of love. I can feel that her tears are falling now, so I hold her tight letting her know I’m there.

After a minute or so, she pulls back, still clasping my hands. “What are you doing here?” She asked. “Our schedule was changed last minute so I’ve got 5 days off. After speaking with you yesterday, I knew I had to come back to you.” She smiles at me as I talk. Her eyes searching my face like she’s taking in every detail.

I lead her towards the makeshift bed, and we lie down together. She snuggles into me, her head on my chest and an arm over my stomach, slowly tracing random patterns just under my shirt. “Babe, please tell me what’s going on. Please tell me the truth.” I ask calmly, hoping she’ll share.

I look down to her as she takes a deep breath before she sits up. I turn to face her and take both of her hands in mine. “I hate work.” She blurted out. I furrow my eyebrows at her but allow her to carry on. “I work my ass off and it gets me nowhere. Each day I go in and there is more shit they want me to do in short timelines. I try and explain, and they just tell me I’m lucky I work there and that there are hundreds of other people that would do anything to be where I am.” She looks at her lap as she’s talking as if she is ashamed.

“I try so hard to prove myself above everyone else, but it gets harder every day. I’m exhausted and I just have no motivation for anything anymore. I just feel like the dream I had has turned into a nightmare.” Her voice breaks as does my heart. I can’t believe my baby has been feeling like this and I didn’t know.

“How long has this been going on?” I ask. She hesitates. “I mean it’s always been tough but these last 4 months have been unbearable.” There’s a silence as I take in that she has been feeling this broken for 4 months I hadn’t even noticed. What kind of girlfriend can’t see the person they love is hurting?

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask holding back my own tears. “I didn’t want to worry you. You work so hard and do so many great things. I felt stupid for breaking down over this.” Her words are like daggers to my heart. I feel such guilt for not providing her with an environment where she can share these feelings with me. I pull her onto my lap and hug her so tightly. “Listen to me. You are not stupid. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. But I want to know when you’re feeling like this. I’m your girlfriend, I’m meant to be able to help you. It breaks me to think you’ve been going through this on your own.”

I can no longer stop my own tears as I cling to her for dear life, like I’m going to lose her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just didn’t know what to do.” Y/N says into my chest. I pull her face into my hands so she’s looking at me. “No, you do not need to apologise. Just know that I am here for you, even when I’m miles away. I want to know how you’re feeling. Both the good and the bad. Ok?” She nods and I place a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I don’t know how I’m going to solve this.” She said, rubbing her thumb over my knuckles. “Quit your job.” I said without hesitation. “What? I can’t do that I need to pay rent, buy food!” She argues. “Firstly, you clearly haven’t been spending money on food, don’t think I haven’t noticed how thin you’re getting.” I lightly scold. I know she’s not doing it on purpose, she’s probably been too tired to eat working so late.

“Secondly, move in with me.” I ask almost at a whisper. She lifts her head and looks at me with confusion. “What?” she questioned. “I said move in with me. We’ve been together for a year. It’s about time.” She still looks confused as she rubs her hand against her forehead.

“Scar, you don’t have to ask me to move in out of pity.” She spoke cautiously. “Hey! No no, that’s not what this is. I had planned to ask you when I got back from Atlanta. You’re it for me. I don’t want to wait any longer, I want you to move in with me.” I say with conviction to show I mean it.

Her eyes fill with tears again, as she slowly nods her head. “Ok, I’ll move in with you. I’d love that.” She pulls me into a big hug and whispers “I love you.” I don’t want to ever let her go. “But I can’t quit my job.” I’m shocked by her response. “But babe, it’s not good for you.” She shakes her head. “I don’t want to be reliant on you. I want to be able to contribute to bills and treat you to fancy dates and surprise gifts.” She explains.

“You don’t need to do that. I want to take care of you. You don’t need to buy my love.” I pause thinking for a moment at how we can work this out. “How about, you quit your job on Monday. You can fly to Atlanta with me and then when I’m done filming, we’ll take a month to go travelling for a bit. Then when we’re back, you can look to get a job that you actually want. One that isn’t going to drive you into the ground.”

I can see her thinking for a while before responding. “Ok, I like the sound of that.” She says. I squeal in excitement and tackle her in a hug, resulting in us being a tangled mess on the bed. “We’re moving in together!” I exclaim. “God, I love you.” Once again I pull Y/N towards me into a passionate kiss. She giggles against my lips as I roll her over. “I love you too. Thank you for all of this. Shall we watch a movie?” She asks, looking at me with her love eyes. I nod and start the first movie. We snuggle up on the bed and spend the night watching movies.

We didn’t wake up until 12 the following morning. I woke up before Y/N and just watched her sleep, grateful she was finally getting rest. Once she wakes up, we lie in comfortable silence for a while before she slings a leg over me straddling me. “I’ve missed waking up to you.” She says, placing feather like kisses over my face causing me to giggle.

We hold eye contact for a while whilst she rubs her thumb over my cheek. “I can’t wait to move in with you if all my mornings start with you straddling me.” I tease, giving her hips a squeeze. Y/N leans down kissing up my neck then along my jaw before meeting my lips. “I’ll wake you up this way every morning if that’s what you want.” She whispers before smashing out lips together into a deep kiss. She gives both my top and bottom lips equal attention before swiping her tongue across my bottom lip asking for permission, which I instantly give.

Her tongue invades my mouth deepening the kiss with every move. I let out a small moan which results in Y/N pulling back and smiling at me. I hook my leg around her waist and flip us so I’m on top. I leant down and whispered seductively into her ear. “I brough home the suit.” Her eyes widen and a big grin appears on her face. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She responds. I jump off the bed to be greeted with a slap to my ass. I squeal and run to get dressed.

This was what I had always wanted in life. Someone who I adored and who adored me. I couldn’t wait to spend the next few months with Y/N and then the rest of our life together.

Timeskip

Y/N’s POV:

It was three months after Scarlett surprised me on the roof and asked me to move in with her. Whilst travelling she had proposed to me on a beach in Bora Bora. I of course had said yes. Once we got home, I started looking for jobs and I’m now working for a local company. It’s small but I love it. I’m actually paid more than I was, and I have much more responsibility. But the best thing is I’m happy. I’ve got a great work/life balance. I enjoy going to work and then I get to come home, at 5 every day, to my beautiful fiancé who I cannot wait to marry. My life feels like a dream and I hope that I never wake up.

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[hopelesslyromanticgay]

An Americano Please Part 4

Word count: 1819 A/N: pretty dialogue heavy chapter. No huge TW's as far as I can tell

Y/N's POV

11 AM rolls around and I'm standing in front of Jenna's apartment complex, anxiously tapping my foot on the ground.

It's a nice day today, not a lot of clouds, which is rare for Autumn here.

"Morning," a familiar voice says. I look up to see Jenna smiling at me, her long black hair swaying with the slight breeze. 

"Hey, how'd ya sleep?" I ask.

"Pretty good, I was really tired," she tells me, pushing her bangs out of her eyes.

"Yeah, working a much as you seem to tends to have that effect," I chuckle.

"I guess it does, but it's not like I can just stop working," she reminds me.

"I get that, everyone needs a job in this day and age," I agree.

"You- you have a leaf in your hair," she giggles.

"I do?" I ask, feeling around my scalp to try and find it.

"Here, let me just..." she gets up on her tip-toes and pulls the leaf from my hair. I find it impossible to conceal my obvious blush.

"All good?" I ask.

"Yep," she smiles.

"Shall we walk?" 

"Lead the way."

We start to walk down the street, quiet at first. Neither of us really know what to say.

"So how come you speak English?" Jenna asks out of the blue.

"Oh, I grew up in an English speaking country, but my parents read in some magazine that raising children bilingually makes them smarter. Turns out they happened to know Romanian, so I kinda just grew up speaking both languages," I explain. 

"I see," she replies.

"They were wrong, by the way."

"Huh?" she inquires.

"It didn't make me smarter, just a more valuable asset to cafe staffs," I joke.

"Ok, that makes sense," she giggles, "so why'd you come here?"

"Who knows, maybe it was to cover up an elaborate crime," I say blankly, "do you speak any other languages?"

"No, just English, but I know a really small amount of Spanish," she confirms, "but I have to know more. Did you murder someone? Am I your next victim?"

"No don't worry," I laugh, "I wouldn't do that to anyone."

We walk a little more in silence, with me pointing out little landmarks as we go.

"That's Casa Zuzulache (this is literly a real place I found it on snapmap) it's an old motel, for some reason it shows up as a night club on a lot of maps though. Confuses a lot of tourists," I chuckle.

"Yeah, I can imagine," she laughs along, "like, you walk into what you think will be the time of your life and all you see is a tired old person behind a desk!" 

We laugh as we continue to walk, I don't know when it started, but at some point, she had slipped her hand into mine, and hadn't moved it since. Normally when someone I like does this, I feel an anxious sort of butterflies, but this. This just feels... right. 

"There's Freya House, it's also a hotel, but it has a decent restaurant. Apparently the soup is bad, but most things I've had there are pretty good."

"Good to know. I haven't gone out to eat much since I've been here. Most places can't accommodate vegans," she says.

"Oh you're vegan!" I exclaim, "no wonder you kept ordering oat milk. I just thought you were really gay!"

She bursts out laughing, "I'm probably some for of gay, but yeah. I'm a vegan." Okay, so by that logic I probably have a chance with her. 

"Where do you film?" I ask, "I could give you some nearby food recommendations."

"That'd be great!" she smiles, "I film at Cantacuzino Castle!"

"Dang," I tell her, "that's pretty cool. It's so beautiful there! As for restaurants:If you have cash to spend, I recommend Canta Cuisine. It's a really nice restaurant. Really plays into the whole 'castle' vibe."

"Ooh cool, you'll have to take me," she grins.

"Bold of you to assume I have the money, haha!" I laugh

"Anywhere else?"

"There's a pretty good pizza place called Eidolon that I'm sure has vegan options."

"If they have fake cheese, I'll go," she laughs, "so what do you like to do around here?"

"My friend Nessa and I like to go to Eidolon every other Friday," I start, "there's not a whole lot to do around here. A lot of the time I just watch TV, feed my betta, work, and go for walks."

"Oh my gosh, you have a betta?" she asks.

"Yeah, her name's cupid!"

"Can I meet her?"

"Sure, I'll take you by my place in a bit if you want," I offer.

"I'd like nothing more," she smiles, "so where are we going right now?"

"You'll see," I reply mysteriously.

"Oh my god you really are gonna murder me, aren't you," she laughs, her eyes lighting up.

"Now why would I murder someone as gorgeous and charismatic as yourself?" I smirk.

"You think I'm gorgeous?" she raises an eyebrow.

"Uhh, yeah. Have you seen yourself?"

"No, I'm a vampire and can't see my reflection," she deadpans.

"Very funny," I respond matching her deadpan, "I don't think you meet the height requirement for vampires though." I reach down to pat her head.

She pouts, letting go of my hand and playfully shoving me, "hey! that's not fair!" 

"Okay, I'm sorry," I fake offense.

"You better be." We continue to walk in a comfortable silence until we get to where I want to show her.

It's about thirty minutes of walking, and the block before we get there, I playfully cover her eyes.

"What's going on?" she inquires hesitantly.

"I don't wanna spoil the surprise!" I reply innocently.

"Okay then." We continue to walk the last block before I finally uncover her eyes.

"Behold," I start to say, "the only English bookstore in Busteni Romania!"

"Oh my god, you're the most amazing human being I have ever met!" she exclaims, practically dragging me through the door.

"You said you liked to read so I assumed this would be fun for you," I tell her.

"Are you kidding? This is the best place ever!" she rushes over to the nearest shelf like a kid in a candy store. I knew this would be a good idea. Her adorable smile tells me just how thrilled she is.

"You're my new favorite person!" she announces. I feel a deep blush creeping up my face.

Jenna frantically searches the shelves, taking a book here and there, but mostly just looking, "I'm gonna come here any chance I get!"

"Mind if I join you from time to time?"

"Only if you bring me coffee," she giggles, she has the cutest laugh, "just kidding, you can join me anytime."

"I just might take you up on that offer." Now it's her turn to blush. 

We stay in the bookstore for about an hour, looking at practically every shelf. By the end, we have more books than we can possibly count.

"Today was really fun, thank you," Jenna smiles, taking my hand in hers.

"Of course, and hey, now you know Busteni a little more!"

"So, are we going to your place or what?" she asks.

"Okay, okay," I laugh, "let's go."

It's not more than a five minute walk from the bookstore to my apartment, which is really nice.

We spent most of the walk in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's  company.

"Ladies first," I joke, holding the door to the complex for her as we walk inside.

"Woooow, how chivalrous," she laughs along, "cool building."

"Thanks, I guess."

We walk up the painfully steep stairwell to my apartment, Jenna insisted on not taking the elevator, so stairs were the only other option.

"Here's my place," I tell her, unlocking the door. My apartment's not huge, but it's not tiny either. It's a one bedroom with a nicely sized kitchen, perfect for me.

"Wow nice kitchen!" she exclaims, "I should have known you'd have your own espresso machine."

"What can I say, I love my job," I joke, "nah this thing's ancient, but it works great."

"You have a cool place. My apartment doesn't feel like a home yet, more like a hotel room," she confesses.

"Well maybe it's because you haven't made it yours yet," I suggest, "why don't you try decorate it more to your tastes? That is, unless you already have."

"No, I'm barely unpacked, I've hardly lived here for a month."

"Well if you ever need a hand unpacking, give me a call," I smile.

"Okay, I'll take you up on that offer. Now where's this betta fish you were telling me about?"

"Cupid's over here," I guide her towards my bedroom.

"Damn, taking me to bed already. This is moving pretty fast," she laughs.

"Get your mind out of the gutter!" I blush, "Cupid's just in my room." I open the door so she can see the tank.

"Oh my god she's amazing. I used to have a one," she says.

"What happened to yours?" I inquire.

"He jumped out of the tank and suffocated," she says sadly.

"I'm so sorry, that's terrible," I reply, squeezing her hand.

"Probably my first heartbreak," she laughs.

"So what do you wanna do?" I ask.

"I don't know," she admits, "do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure!" I say, "what are your thoughts on horror?"

"I love horror! You know I've actually been in a few horror movies?"

"That's sick!" I exclaim, "which ones?"

"The new scream, which has yet to come out, and another one called 'X,'" she tells me.

"Scream's a great franchise, it's so cool that you got to be part of it," I compliment her, "I'll try to watch those movies when they come out for sure."

"Oh my god don't," she grimaces, "it's so embarrassing."

"Okay, I just won't tell you if I do," I smirk.

"What were you thinking of watching right now?" she changes the subject.

"There's a new trilogy out called Fear Street if you'd be interested in that? The first takes place in the nineties apparently."

"Sounds fun. I love nineties and eighties music," she confesses.

So that's how we spend our evening, watching the whole entire amazing trilogy.

.... a few hours later ....

"It's getting late, will you walk me home?" she asks.

"Of course," I respond, helping her up from the couch.

We walk home avidly discussing what we had just watched.

"And that reveal with Sarah? Incredible!" she exclaims, "no one would have seen that coming!"

"Exactly! Like, everything you had seen up to that point was just the opposite of what was actually true," I agree.

"Okay but Deena's music taste is phenomenal," Jenna adds, "like it's just so..." she tries to explain the concept but there's really no words to exclaim how good the first movie's soundtrack was.

"And the Cindy and Alice sidestory?" I bring up, "like, so realistic, so queer coded, all around amazing."

"Yeah the representation of so many groups was really well done," she concludes.

"Well, this is my place," she says when we get to her apartment. I wish today would never end.

"Thank you for today, Y/N," she smiles, "I had such a good time, and you made it really special." She gets up on her tip-toes to kiss my cheek. We both stare at each other blushing.

"Good night, Jenna," I squeeze her hand, "It was nice getting to know you."

"I'll stop by the shop for coffee tomorrow, pretty girl," she winks, walking off into the building.

Today was a great day.

Here's some Jenna photos to fuel your brain!!!

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Spencer Reid Christmas to do list. (Smut) 🎄

Spencer comes home from a case close to Christmas and you have A to do list for him.

this story takes place in season 13. 

18+

Spencer's been away for six days on a case. You have missed him terribly and he has missed you too.

Just for the fun of it, you decided to text Spencer. "Meet me under the mistletoe", just for fun. You knew that he wasn't going to be home anytime soon, but you missed him terribly.

And he texted you back. "I can't wait until I can. Make sure you have some mistletoe ready for me when I get home my love"

When he comes home it is started to snow out and you were sitting in Spencer's favorite chair reading one of his favorite Christmas books the night before Christmas, all snuggled up in one of his Christmas sweaters. A red one with a Christmas tree on it. A gift from Penelope.

Spencer put his suitcase down at the door with a sigh. Looking around the apartment and search for you. He saw some mistletoe hanging from the doorway into the kitchen. He then also     a piece of the red sweater and knew that it was you.

"You just can't help but wear my clothes when I'm around can you honey?" He asked with a chuckle.

You looked up from the book, not completely sure that he was really there, since you were imagining him reading you the book the way that he always does every Christmas Eve, as long as he is home to do so anyway.

Once you are sure that he was there, you put the book on the table next to the chair, got up and ran over to him, jumping up on him and wrapping your legs Around his waist as you kissed him. He kissed you back, so happy to be home, wrapping his loving arms around you to secure you to his body and make sure that you didn't fall.

"Did you miss me?" You asked."

I sure did. I missed you every second of the day. I fell asleep on the jet on the way back and I dreamt of you".

"Oh, that's so sweet, baby. I dream of you every night wishing that you were here holding me tight. I have a list for you" "

Oh, is it a wish list for things you want for Christmas? I'm gonna try to get you everything on your list" he told you with a smile. 

"It's not as much a wish list as it is A to do list". you told him.

Spencer puts you down so that he could look at the piece of paper that was in his hand. He looked at it and it had 12 things written on it. OK, let's see what's my To Do List?" he said looking at it, his eyes getting wide with each item on the list.

He looked up at you. You were standing there with a smile on your face.

"It just keeps saying do me. Is that what you want me to do? You just want me to do you for 12 days?" Asked you, sounding and looking a little confused by the piece of paper in his hand.

"yep!" you told him popping the "P"

Spencer took no time at all to get started on his list. Picking you up as he kissed you and carried you to your shared bedroom.

 Spencer laid you down gently on the bed and took off your sweater. Well actually his sweater.He was more than thrilled to see that you were not wearing a bra. That meant it was going to take him even less time to get you undressed just the way he wanted you.

He then got off of the bed and took off all of his clothes. The only thing that was keeping him from you now was the pair of Forest Green underwear that you were wearing.

Spencer Reid standing naked before you, was a site that you would never get tired of. That would be your favorite for the rest of your life. He slowly removed your underwear, looking you in the eyes the whole time.

He gently lowered himself on top of you before sweetly and softly kissing you on the lips as he gently pushed inside, then whispered in your ear. "Is this what you would dream of sweet girl?"

A moan was the only thing that you could do to respond, but he knew that that meant yes, he had dreamt of the same thing, coming home and being with you once more. That's really all he wants to do for the rest of his life is Make Love to you forever. 

It was such a sweet night. He was so gentle with you and interlace your fingers saying Such sweet things to you. How he's so happy that he has you. You're the love of his life. You're all he wants for Christmas. Santa could never bring him anything that would be better than you.

You knew that growing up, Spencer didn't really have Christmases, and you were so glad that you could give him the happiest of Christmases that he's ever had in his life. This one here will definitely be one of the he'll remember it Will be a Christmas that lasts 2. Spencer saved his two week's vacation to spend with you on Christmas. And the days leading up to Christmas Day That meant that the two of you had nothing but time to stay in bed and enjoy each other. 

Each other 's favorite Christmas present, Each other 's love of their lives.

This is truly going to be a sweet and magical Christmas.

#spencer reid #doctor spencer reid #dr spencer reid #criminal minds #dr reid #reid #spencer reid smut

[stevesbipanic]

Season 1 Steve meets season 4 steve

And boy does he have questions

This is weird. Steve was almost 100% sure he fell asleep at Eddie's last night. They'd gone to a bar with Robin and Nancy and he had crashed with Eddie which he'd done almost every night these days. So how did he end up in his room at his parents house?

He can hear someone downstairs, so maybe Steve had gotten confused and they'd gone to Steve's? Steve didn't think he'd been that drunk to forget that. Maybe Eddie was making him breakfast? That was sweet of him, with a smile he got out of bed and trudged downstairs to the kitchen.

"What the fuck!"

Steve had barely rubbed the sleep from his eyes before his eardrums were assaulted by a very familiar voice. Wait a minute, he can't possibly be hearing the voice.

He looks up and there in the kitchen, looking very alarmed and holding a knife, is him, at 16 years old.

"I shouldn't even be surprised at this point," Steve's grumbles as he moves past a very confused young Steve and pours himself some coffee.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"C'mon Steve you haven't had all those concussions yet, can't you recognise this pretty face?"

"You're me?"

"The one and only!"

"But but how!?"

Steve sighs, "Well what's today's date?"

"December 2nd 1983."

"Oh good so you've seen the crazy shit, that'll make this easier. Look stuff gets worse, a lot worse before it gets better, and either this is a brain bleed from all my concussions or another weird Upside Down thing, hell maybe you're Vecna back from the dead I don't know, Dustin probably would know,"

"Who's Dustin? Who's Vecna? You mean there's more of those fucking monsters around? Am I safe? Is Nance safe?"

"Oh right you're still with Nancy. Yeah yeah she's safe don't worry, well I assume her and Robin got home safe. Dustin is your little brother, no not biologically thank god our parents don't need more kids to fuck up, but he's super smart, a brat but you're gonna love him. Vecna is like a super creepy dude that's kinda causing everything but he should be dead, I think, probably."

"I break up with Nancy?"

"That's what you take from that? Look Nancy breaks up with you, it's rough, it's going to fuck you up for awhile but you'll be ok, just stop being bullshit ok? Like seriously drop the King Steve stuff it's so tiring."

"Ok um fuck, FUCK. What are you even wearing dude? Is this really what I become?"

Steve looks down at what he'd slept in last night, ah that's going to be a bit rough to take in.

"So um, Steve, kiddo, me.... Do you know Eddie Munson?"

"That freak senior yeah?"

"Well. This is his shirt."

Young Steve's eyes widen, "Why are you wearing Munson's shirt."

"Ok so you know those times you've looked at the guys in the locker room, turns out that's not what straight guys generally do..."

"What the fuck do you mean! I'm not gay dude!"

"I know that. You're bisexual, don't worry there's tears but Robin explains everything. Oh Robin you're going to love her, she's your best friend, an actual best friend this time."

"So what I'm dating Eddie the Freak?"

"Yep, and let me te you he lives up to that name, fucks you real nice,"

"I LET HIM FUCK ME!?"

"Total bottom, but don't worry you'll have all these revaluations in time."

Young Steve looks like he's going through the five stages of grief all at once.

"Look all this is very tiring for me, so I'm going to go back to bed, if you're not here when I wake up, just remember what I said alright?"

Young Steve nods slightly and Steve takes this as enough before heading back up to his room. He lays down and closes his eyes before waking up to a much better sight.

"Hey sweetheart, get a good sleep?"

"I had the weirdest dream..."

#such a fun prompt #tyyy #stranger things #steve harrington #season 1 steve #stranger things s4 #eddie munson #steddie #brief ronance #King Steve #steddie ficlet #ficlet

[minigirl87]

Lavender & Mint with Steven Grant

Steven Grant & FReader

Edited by @melodygatesauthor

Again, I really want to give a big thanks to @melodygatesauthor for all her her help and for editing this work. Also, for her encouragement to do it. I highly recommend you read her stuff it's so good. ❤️

I love the smell of lavender as it's calming, and I use this shampoo. It's a tea tree one (I have psoriasis), and I thought of Steven just being soft and needing some love ❤️ plus I associate certain smells with people and feelings, yep, I'm weird. Lol. Please enjoy and feel free to reblog and give any feedback.

Summary:

Steven has a bad day at work, which leads you to one on the boy's secrets regarding you. Steven needs love as he's soft and sweet.

Word count: 622

No warnings, SFW, Pure Fluff, Comfort, Kissing.

Steven, love, you okay ?” You asked already, knowing the answer.

You received a text from him earlier, “Hiya love. I’m so sorry, will be home late tonight. Works a bloody nightmare. Love you. S xx”- Poor Steven, you thought again as you closed the flat door.

There’s no reply, but you know he’s home as the lights are on, and there’s music faintly playing in the background. You hang your jacket up next to his. You gently smile to yourself as your hand brushes against the soft fabric.

You follow the music and discover Steven’s having a shower. Instead of scaring him half to death, you leave him be and decide to make some tea. After putting the kettle on to boil, you go to feed Gus II, and while passing the tv, you switch it on, leaving it on the History channel.

You reach up for yours and Steven’s favourite mugs, avoiding knocking down Marc’s and Jake’s. As the kettle whistles, Steven pads softly into the kitchen wrapped in a towel and drying his unruly wet curls. “Hiya Love” he says, wrapping his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. You feel him completely relax against you, as he let’s out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in.

“You OK Love?” You say turning to face him.

You take his handsome face in your hands and rub your thumb across his jaw. Steven nuzzles into your palm, apologising for the stubble there. You look into his tired, but still beautiful chocolate eyes.

“I love feeling it, I love feeling you, love”. You kiss him softly, and Steven whimpers as a tear rolls down his cheek.

“I will be love, it’s..., it’s just work today was bloody hectic. And Donna, we’ll you know how she is.” You can see Steven’s upset, and you grab him and hold him till he calms down in your arms.

“Love. I’m sorry you had this happen to you love, is there anything I can do for you?.”Steven’s quiet for a moment looking at you, then he boops your nose and smiles.

“ I... “ he goes quiet again, looking behind you. You assume he’s talking to Marc and Jake as his head nods. “ Sorry, love. We’re so lucky to have to have you.”

You smile “I love you all, so much.”

With a love-struck look on his face, you tell him to go get changed, and you’ll sort the tea.

“What about you love?” he asks walking away,

“I’ll pour the water and come get changed Love”

After your both changed and comfy on the small sofa. A documentary starts about Cleopatra.

Steven gets himself comfy cuddling into you. Your arms are around his shoulders as he plays with your fingers. You’re just about to kiss the top of his head when you smell something familiar.

“Steven did you use my shampoo?.”

Steven’s cheeks heat up “Erm ... sorry, love. I was hoping you would be back before I got home. But you weren’t and I was upset, and I wanted something to comfort me”

You kiss his head, giving him a squeeze “so is that why you all smell my hair then?”

He tilts his head up softly smiling “yes Love. The smell of lavender and mint always reminds us of you.”

Smiling to yourself, you both snuggle closer together. You mentally take note to buy more shampoo, now confirming your suspicions. Steven gives your hand a squeeze, bringing you back to reality. You squeeze Stevens' hand back and feel lucky to have not one but three hearts that love you. And you love them to the moon and back.

@melodygatesauthor @my-secret-shame @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @campingwiththecharmings @welcometostayingawake @missscarlettangel @missdictatorme @steven-grants-world @jake-g-lockley

#steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #steven grant #moon boys #moon knight x reader #comfort #fluff #steven grant fluff

[mysouleaten]

BRAID MY HAIR....PLEASE!

PLATONIC! younger! yotsurugi siblings x older sister! reader

summary... you're braiding the hair of the longer-haired siblings and it seems hibaru wants his hair braided too!

warnings... fluff, brothers bickering, the siblings are around 7-11 y/o, hibaru and kou fight, name trying to keep peace, name is blood-related to hibaru

sitting cross-legged on the couch, [name] is braiding the ninth adopted son of the yotsurugi siblings-- taira

taira was sitting down on the ground in front of his older sister and watching a show that was playing two men fighting with katanas

many of his siblings were here, talking amongst themselves or resting by [name] kuran was laying his back against the left side of [name] and kou was sitting beside him on the ground

shikaba was laying his head on arm rest of the couch while laying his feet on [name]'s lap

shio and satsuki were sitting together playing cards and his other brothers went to join them, his other sister was also sitting on the ground but was on her phone--seeming to play a game on it

while....hibaru and terasu... were nowhere to be found, hopefully not causing any trouble

BAM !

he spoke too soon...

"[NAME]! I WANNA- huh? what are you doing?"

hibaru jumped up and leaned over the right side of [name] to peek at what his older sister was doing, terasu doing the same

she looked over at him and smiled "I'm braiding taira's hair"

taira looked over his shoulder and lifted his chin lighting seeming proud of his hair "it's cool, right?"

hibaru nodded "ya! really cool! [name]! can you braid my hair too??"

[name] laughed lightly "i don't think you have enough hair for me to braid, hibaru"

hibaru's happy smile faded off his face and he touched his hair, but his smile came back "don't worry! ill grow it out like taira's! then you can braid it!"

before [name] could answer the happy brother, kou did

"pft...doubt it.." kou remarked

hibaru whipped his head around with a scowl towards kou "what was that!?"

"i said! you're bald!" kou yelled, "kou..please-" [name] couldn't finish before hibaru grabbed the pillow under shikaba--who groaned-- and plunged it at kou's face "eek!!"

"hibaru!-" [name] got interrupted again by hibaru, he jumped over the backside of the couch right onto the half-asleep shikaba

"ow!! hibaru!"

hibaru couldn't apologise right that second flew at kou and they both tumbled around the carpeted ground--shouting at each other

"take it back!"

"no! get off!"

"take it baack!!"

"ow! no!"

"[NAME]!!" both kou and hibaru shouted in unison

[name] had to put down the unfinished braid and lifted hibaru off of kou "kou...hibaru, please" name pleaded

both of them looked up at their older sister's disappointed face, before hibaru hid his face into [name]'s neck and mumbled "he...called me bald.."

"you are.." kou murmured

"wha-" [name] placed her hand over hibaru's mouth "ah!.. no more of that"

she felt hibaru's cheeks puff up under her hand but she didn't acknowledge it, "kou, after I'm done braiding taira's hair, it'll be your turn, ok?"

kou shook his head in understanding, [name] then turned around to see kuran waiting patiently to lean his back onto his sister's side again, and taira was waiting for his braid to be finished

she sat cross-legged on the couch again and placed hibaru on her lap

she felt kuran lean on her side again and turned to shikaba "are you okay shika?" "yeah..are you okay? im sorry for jumping on you.." hibaru apologized to his older brother

"yep, im okay..just tired" he yawned, he placed his feet onto terasu's lap now that he was sitting next to you, terasu looked up at you and smiled "hello"

you smiled softly "hello" terasu then rested his head on the side of your shoulder and watched the show that was continuing to play

carefully leaning over little hirabu she took taira's unfinished braid "here hibaru you can help me braid taira's hair, ok?"

"okay!" hibaru cheered

taira smiled softly at his younger brother's happy voice and relaxed into the bottom of the couch, kou also quietly leaned into taira's side

the other siblings seeing the relaxed state everyone else was on the couch, made their way to them and sat in open areas around their siblings

everyone happily watches the show together in peace

"I love all of you..so much" hibaru murmured and [name] kissed the top of his head

"we love you too...so much"

first short fic for astro royale!! I LOVE THEM SM<33 and sorry for any mistakes I didn't proofread

#OH MY BABYS!!! #astro royale #negai no astro #astro royale x reader #negai no astro x reader #hibaru yotsurugi #terasu yotsurugi #kou yotsurugi #taira yotsurugi #kuran yotsurugi #shio yotsurugi #satsuki yotsurugi #ken wakui #astro royale fluff #negai no astro fluff

[plumadot]

Hi hello Pluma 👋🏿

Hope you're doing well!

Got a little bit of a brainstorm for your dnd guys

Big squad is just traveling, or do they have some kind of goal? And – why are they all together?

Is there some particular world building you wanted to introduce, or mb it's just normal Faerun? I really like weird twists, like, then everything is flooded, orrrr maybe then there's no sun in this world! Or they have several moons... Just an idea to think about! :D

I also was thinking of spiderchair a lot-

Just imagine Scar running on the walls and ceilings cuz. Spider chair!!!

And I think Scar is often bored, then they are traveling on foot (he's too active fella to just sit and watch) – mb he has some kind of a hobby to keep his hands busy? Flute is cool and all, but the guy is VERY chatty, (what's why tbh I'm kinda sad he plays flute, no beautiful singing D:) and yea. I was thinking it might be wood carving, bit it's kinda doesn't fit him... Oh, I know! Mb magic tricks ?? I dunno, what do you think? :D

Oh and probably G is often complaining how tired he is from walking on foot... Is there on a chair somewhere a perch for him, or he's just unceremoniously sits on Scar's lap? :DD (Well they still can have horses but. Every horse would despise Grian u'all know that)

Yep... they are definitely The Wanted Criminals... Silly fellas QwQ

hi!!!!! :D <3 <3 <3

they do!! they eh. it's. again it's bits and pieces for now i hope you don't mind gkjdfkgjf. they kinda all have their own goals but they overlap more or less... they're all looking for a certain artefact, even ren's squad is :D i'll try to explain or draw stuff about it once i have all backstories linked up with it and can actually find the words to make it sound plausible LMAO

i'm not sure if i want the world to be very different from "standard" faerûn gfdkgjkfd i like the idea of multiple moons simply for the aesthetic :D and mmmm what's important is that gods are pretty close to mortals and even interfere every now and then. and i suppose the place they're in is coastal, since there's a lot of characters have some kind of connection to the ocean :D

scar is strapped into his spider chair so it should definitely be able to walk on walls!!!! idc if that's overpowered the chair is a magic item ok he gets to have a cool chair!!!!!!!

also yes yes he definitely plays music and doodles a lot!!! :D ohhhh you're right about the singing gfdkjgkjdf maybe i'll also give him a string instrument as a treat :D I'M NOT PICKING FAVOURITES I JUST. YOU KNOW

grian can definitely perch on the chair. and he will. he likes feeling tall :) he uses his flight to scout ahead but it's so very tiring... let him on the chair scar pls...

HFDJKGJDFG i'm so sorry if the things i say about this au make no sense or don't connect or kgfjdkjg i'm not good at this. but i really liked your questions and ideas!!!!!!!!!! ;-;

#ask #plume dnd au

[juanarc-thethird]

Truth or Dare

Late at night in Team RWBY's room.

The girls are in their pajamas sitting in a circle playing Truth or Dare.

Yang: Ok Blake, Truth or Dare?

Blake: Dare.

Yang: Oh right! Ok, you have to steal something from Jaune.

Ruby: Nice

Blake: Like what? His underwear?

Weiss: Blake! How can you think of stealing Jaune's sweaty underwear?! How dirty!

Blake: I was thinking of stealing his clean underwear. But if you want his used underwear that bad, I'll see what I can do.

Weiss: What? I didn't say that!

Blake: I'm just kidding. I don't think I can steal his underwear while he's wearing it.

Yang: *Chuckles* Nice one. But seriously, it can be anything. But for fun it has to be something amazing or embarrassing.

Blake: Ok, I'll see what I can find. See you girls soon. *Leaves*

In Team JNPR's room.

The door to the room slowly opens, there is no one in the room. But you can hear the sound of the shower running.

Blake: (It looks like someone is taking a shower.)

Without missing a beat, Blake heads over to Jaune's drawers and starts poking around.

Blake: (Maybe I should take Jaune's underwear for Weiss. She would freak out.)

As she continues to search for something interesting to steal, she stumbles upon something unexpected.

Blake: *surprised* (What the fuck?)

In the drawers she found an already open box of condoms, and there seem to be few left.

Blake: (My God, I never thought that Jaune would have something like this. Is she already dating Pyrrha? Or maybe someone else?)

While Blake thinks about Jaune's sex life, she is unaware that the bathroom door is opening.

Jaune: *Naked and drying his hair with his towel* That was a nice shower. BLAKE!!!

Blake: *Turns around* Huh? JAUNE!!!

Jaune: What are you doing here?!!

Blake: I-I can explain!! I was...!! *Looks down* I was... *blushing* Um...

Jaune: What are you looking at? *He looks down* Oh~ *Smug* Do you like what you see?~

Blake: *Red* What?!

Jaune: *Get's closer* You know, today I have the room to myself~

Blake: R-Really?

Jaune: Yep~

He steps in front of her, moves his arms to either side of her and puts them on top of the drawers, pinning her in place. He leans into her ear and tells her…

Jaune: Do you want to keep me company?~

Blake: *Feeling conflicted* Well Um...!

3 Hours Later

Weiss: Shouldn't we go find her? It's already been 3 hours.

Yang: Nope, if she got caught, I don't want to be a part of it.

Weiss: But what if she's in trouble?

Yang: She is a big girl, she can handle it.

Suddenly the door opens.

Ruby: Blake is back!

Yang: Sweet, what did you.... What happened to you?

In front of her was Blake with messy hair, she had marks on her neck, and she was walking with a small limp.

Blake: *Tired* I'm fine.

Yang: Okey? What did you get?

Blake: Just this.

She shows them a Jaune shirt and walks over to her bed.

Ruby: Blake, where are you going?

Blake: I'm going to sleep.

Ruby: What?! But you can't sleep now. We are still playing.

Weiss: Yeah, and we've been waiting for you for three hours. Why did you take so long?

Blake: Sorry but I can't talk about this right now. I'm very tired.

She gets into her bed, pulls Jaune's shirt close to her face, and falls asleep in the blink of an eye.

Yang: Jeez, what do you think happened to her?

Weiss: I don't know, but tomorrow we'll find out.

Ruby: So, are we still playing or….

Yang: Sorry sis, but I think it's time to go to bed.

Ruby: *Sad* Aw.

#jaune #rwby jaune arc #jaune arc #rwby jaune #blake bellodona #rwby blake #blake #rwby blake belladonna #rwby jaune x blake #jaune x blake #jaune arc x blake belladonna #rwby jaune arc x Blake belladonna #rwby knightshade #knightshade #rwby weiss #weiss schnee #rwby weiss schnee #weiss #rwby yang #yang #yang xiao long #rwby yang xiao long #ruby rose #ruby #rwby ruby #rwby ruby rose #rwby #rwby shitpost

[onlygenxhere]

Go the Fuck to Sleep

Julie was just drifting off to sleep when the voice directly behind her said, "What time is our session in the studio tomorrow?"

"Seven baby." She whispered. 

"Ok," Reggie squeezed her around the waist and snuggled back into her neck. 

It was quiet for all of thirty seconds. 

"We need to put pickles on the grocery list." 

Julie giggled as Luke groaned from the other side of Reggie. "Babe I love you but please go the fuck to sleep." 

"Sorry, Sorry," She felt Reggie lean back and smooch Luke loudly before he settled behind her again. 

She was almost asleep when Reggie's quiet voice pulled her back from the brink again.

"It's just that..." 

"Reggie…" Luke whined. 

Julie sighed and turned around in Reggie's arms looking for his eyes in the dim light from the moon shining through the curtains. She could just make his features out, blinking at her owlishly and biting his bottom lip.

"Did we not tire you out enough mi corazon?" She placed one hand on his chest as she stroked his cheek with the other. 

She watched him closely as he lowered his eyes and his blush warmed the palm of her hand.  

"No..." He started to shake his head then stopped and sputtered. "I mean yes." He nodded and giggled. "You both..." He sighed as Luke chuckle behind him. "I'm good."

"Then what's wrong Reg?" Luke mumbled softly against the back of Reggie's neck. 

"It's just…” He sighed.

“I love the weight of Luke against my back and his breath on my neck as he falls asleep,” he said pressing back against their boyfriend.

“And you…” He pulled her tighter against his chest. “You’re like the best stuffy ever.”

She giggled in his arms as Reggie flexed the hands spanning her back. “You’re soft in all the right places and you smell so good.”  

“I just love being between you both so much I don't wanna sleep through it."

“Oh baby...” She cooed as both she and Luke hugged Reggie between them.

Just because they were in the same band and lived in the same house didn't mean they always had the same schedule. More often than not lately they'd been going to bed at different hours or crashing in the home studio wherever they managed to fall.

Tonight had been the first time in over a week they'd been together. 

As they all relaxed their group hug Julie leaned back enough to give Reggie a soft kiss on the lips. "I promise we'll try to go to bed together more often.”

She leaned up to look at Luke who winked at her and nodded reading her mind like he often did. “You can even have middle dibs if you want for the rest of the month if you promise to, as our boyfriend so delicately put it, go the fuck to sleep.” 

All three of them shook with giggles again. 

"Really?" Reggie breathed out. “Every night? All month?”

"Yeah,” She grinned as he smiled at her excitedly. “I don't always like the middle because you two end up on top of me and… I love you both but you're heavy." 

The guys laughed. 

"And I like being in the middle for snuggles but I get so hot with both of you around me all night," Luke said around a yawn. 

“Then it’s settled.” Julie reached over and stroked Luke’s arm. He reached over Reggie and pulled her leg up over Reggie’s hip leaving his hand on her thigh.

“Yep, settled,” Luke mumbled. “No more talking… sleeping now.”

Julie gave Reggie’s jaw a kiss as she tucked her head under his chin and settled her nose against his neck breathing him in immediately feeling drowsy again.

She felt him press his lips gently against the top of her head as she finally drifted off to the quiet sounds of both of her loves following her into dreamland.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #peterpatterlina #rukebox #soulmate sunday #i love this prompt