#tysm for this cowboy what a treat

[mariatesstruther]

okay hear me out modern au where Tommy and Maria first meet in a club in their 20s and they bump into each other while dancing and just start dancing together and they just hit it off but in the end they both forget to give each other their numbers so both of them go back to the same club the next week to hopefully meet each other again (also Tess and Maria definitely go clubbing together because I love them as best friends)

cowboy!!!! yes yes YES i LOVE this. and u could extend this meet-cute into like a whole thing where tommy and maria keep trying to meet at the club and exchange information, but something gets in the way everytime!!!! kid emergency!!! bar fight!!! cocaine bear on the loose!!! zombie apocalypse—who knows????

im thinking the first time, tess drags maria to a bar she likes because she’s been trying to get the attention of this hot dilfy guy at the bar, but he’s always tailing along with his friend. by tess’s design, maria and tommy meet and and hit it off and dance (to maria maria by santana) the night away. they fall in love and decide they want to go home together, so maria goes to the bathroom—but joel randomly comes up and is like “tommy, hey sorry selena’s mom called, sarah had a nightmare and she wants us both to pick her up, we gotta go” and in true miller dad-uncle panic they BOLT. by the time maria comes back, tess is like “idk dude, mine got a call so they had to go. seemed like an emergency. bummer” and they assume thats that

on the flip side: everythings okay with sarah, but after tommy and joel tuck her in tommy’s suddenly just like “fuck—fuck!!!!!” and joels like “what? what???” and he’s like “i didn’t get her number :(:(:(:( fuck” and so joel’s like “it’s okay, i see her friend there all the time” and so tommy’s like “omg :D do you have her friends number?” “well… no” “joel… what the fuck man.” so they make a plan to go back next week with the hopes of at least seeing tess and getting maria’s number from there—tommy also wants to get tess’s number for joel, but he doesn’t need to know that

little do THEY know, tess and maria are already plotting for next weekend. they show up to that bar looking fine as FUCK—they quite literally turn heads walking through the door. of course the miller brothers are there, sitting in a booth all the way in the back and waiting, making eyes. tess and maria are not shy, so they start making their way over. unfortunately, some drunk asshole decides to try to get handsy with tess on her way there—which results in her punching him in the face, which results in him trying to punch her in the face. she dodges, of course, but it starts a full-on bar brawl that the miller boys jump into without hesitation (joel manages to tackle and land a few good ones on og drunk asshole too so. slay.). none of them get arrested or anything, but they definitely don’t get eachother numbers on account of joel and tommy having to duck the cops

so i guess they gotta keep trying ;)

#missed connections au #honestly idk how i would even end this i think its so fun to imagine scenarios where some shit goes down and the bar has to scatter 😭 #tess calling joel her miller > #idk how joel turned into a shy type in this au but he did and i think itd be so cute #shameless flirt tess and shy nerdy dad joel who’s majorly oblivious?????? cmon #and then stuffy upcoming lawyer type maria who wants to be partner before shes 30 #meeting veteran tommy who spends his days taking care of his niece working with his brother and being a good mf man #he just wants to watch her be great and talk about her achievements and explain stuff to him #hes very complimentary to her yet insecure and one of these meetups she finds out hes a literal human calculator #like is crazy good at multiplication. she just spends all night giving him rando equations and checking them with her calculator #they are just sexy geniuses i love them #his ultimate goal is to take her on a proper date and maybe cook for her #it takes maybe 5 bar meetups for that to happen #one time is just gonna be them sitting and talking for so long that they just forget about numbers bc it feels like they have them already #i dont imagine maria having a son in this au tbh #this could def be a whole fic lmfao #tysm for this cowboy what a treat #sorry it took me long i wanted to edit typos!!!! #asked and answered #tlou #tlou au #the tipsy bison #tommy x maria #tess x joel

[violettduchess]

Hi my lovely!! If you’re able to still take the requests, would you consider Jin + Cowboy + Spice? 💘 hehe tysm!!!

A/N: Here you are @jozhenji💜 Hope you like it! Thank you for giving me a reason to write another Western AU!

Jin x Reader

WC: ~1.5k

“Oh my lord, it’s him! It’s him!”

“He’s back!! How’s my hair? Is my rouge good?”

The gaggle of saloon girls crowding at the window reminds you of a group of very excited birds, the bright yellow, pink and blue feathers of their costumes fluttering with every excited movement they make.

“Ladies.” Your voice is cool and calm but loud enough to reach them over the normal saloon sounds of gruff murmuring, chairs scraping against the wooden floor, the piano off in the corner playing popular tunes. “Back to work.” They turn, a flock in motion, but the hand on your hip and the tilt of your head are stern enough to pull a collective sigh from them before they tap tap tap on their heels back to wherever they were before it was announced that Jin Grandet was back in town.

You lean against the edge of the bar, exchanging a look with Luke, the shaggy-haired bartender, who simply shrugs one of his big shoulders and goes back to drying glasses. A moment later, the door of the saloon swings opens and a tall, broad figure momentarily blocks the spill of cool, early evening light.

“What a fine night it is in Rhodolite County. Evening, everyone. Drinks on me!” Jin steps further into the saloon and grins as a cheer rises from the patrons, his name being shouted in greeting and good cheer. He spots you, all in red, the only woman allowed to wear that color in Belle's, leaning on the end of the smooth, wooden bar, your gaze casually glancing his way as you raise a glass of rich mahogany wine to your lips. His grin widens as he strolls in your direction, his gait lighter than one would think for a man of his size.

You try to keep your expression blank, but it’s difficult not to let your appreciation of that compelling physique show. His jeans hug long, powerful legs. His midnight blue shirt is tucked into them, leaving very little to the imagination. It’s an easy stroll, following the line of his muscular legs to a surprisingly narrow waist and then back up to wide, powerful shoulders. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, revealing strong forearms. One hand is shoved enticingly into the front pocket of his jeans. His dark hair, brown kissed by fire, is covered by a black pinch-front cowboy hat and anyone who didn’t know Jin would assume the white object at the corner of his shapely lips is a cigarette.

You know better.

“I ain’t ever gonna get used to the sight of a grown-ass man suckin’ on a lollipop.”

His grin grows brighter as he reaches up, pulling the sweet red treat from his mouth. A few of the saloon girls sigh audibly and you turn your head, shooting a glare in their general direction. Quickly the feathers bob up and down as they return to work.

“Want a taste?” He slides onto the bar stool closest to you, garnet eyes alight as he holds out the lollipop in your direction. With a huff, you roll your eyes, lifting your wine glass in response.

“Already got something far superior, Grandet.”

Although your words are thorny, you’re moving behind the bar, fixing him a drink. While you’re preparing his whiskey on the rocks, he’s approached by other patrons. They welcome him back to Rhodolite with slaps on the shoulder and excited questions about his latest adventure in Obsidian.

One of the saloon girls slinks forward, pressing a hand to the hard plane of his chest, batting lashes coated in thick black mascara. They remind you of gangly spider-legs

“You were gone so suddenly, Jin. We all missed you.”

He reaches up, wrapping her hand in his big one and removing it from his chest. He does it so fluidly, so effortlessly, with a grin so flirty and promising that she doesn’t even notice.

“When the sheriff gives an order, sweet thing, his officers have to answer.” 

A rugged man with eyes lit up by booze and admiration leans his elbow on the bar counter.

“Tell us, Jin, did you run into the Gilbert gang?”

This could turn into an all-nighter if he starts answering the town folks' questions. It wouldn’t be the first time. Pointedly you set his drink down in front of him. 

“Alright alright. Clear off now. Jin and I have saloon business to take care of. Ya’ll can pester him later.”

Jin is your business partner and part owner of Belle’s, having jumped at the chance to help you open the place several months ago. He's happy to leave the run of it in your hands, but does like to be included in certain business decisions. Just last month, before he had left on his mission for Sheriff Michel, he had brought you a bottle of wine from Benitoite county, promising you it would increase sales if sold here. And he had been right, to the tune of 40 percent.

Now he frowns, sighing almost theatrically as he turns to face you. “I just walked in the place and you want to talk business?” He shakes his head, sliding off the bar stool with his drink in his hand. “Dealing with the Obsidian gang is easier than my partner here,” he says to an eye-roll from you and raucous laughter from the crowd. He lifts the whiskey, knocking it back in one smooth motion and then sets the empty tumbler down on the bar.

You make your way towards the narrow spiral staircase in the back corner of the saloon, listening as Jin claps people on the shoulder, promising them a drink on him later as well as the details of his adventures in Obsidian county. They all watch him go, shaking their heads. Poor guy, just back and now it seems you’re calling him to the chopping block for one thing or another.

The staircase leads to the second floor of the building, the place where there are several bedrooms. Yours, as owner, is at the end of the hall and bigger than the rest. Reaching into one of the discrete pockets sewn into the crimson satin of your gown, you pull out the iron key to your door even as you hear the heavy steps of Jin’s cowboy boots along the wooden corridor. 

Stepping inside your bedroom, a sanctuary of mint green and gold and delicate decorations, you turn, dropping the key into a small soap dish shaped like a lily-pad as Jin steps inside and then one-handedly closes the door firmly behind him. 

Your eyes lock and for a moment, neither of you moves. And then you’re rushing forward and he’s pulling you towards him, wrapping his strong arms around you and crushing your eager lips with a kiss. He tastes like whiskey, sweet and tangy, and on his tongue you catch the faintest hint of strawberry lollipop. Your fingers grip the nape of his neck as another wave of thunderous craving rolls through you.

“Lord, I missed you,” he manages to growl somewhere in the tangle of kisses. His cowboy hat has fallen to the floor and somehow the straps of your gown have come undone. He lowers his head, pressing his mouth to the line of your neck, following it down to the smooth skin of your bare shoulder. His strong hands are anchored at your waist, deliciously firm. Your head lolls back to give him access; his hair soft between your fingers.

“You got some nerve just waltzin’ in like that, Jin Grandet." Your words exist in that place between a whisper and a gasp. "No note that you’re back. No private visit. I ought to turn you out right now.”

He huffs against the delicate skin of your collarbone.

“You won’t. Not with the way I turn you on.”

You groan, half at the terrible pun, half at the way his mouth is hungrily exploring all the skin above the heart-shaped neckline of your dress.

“Besides,” he breathes as he skims his hands up your back, his face pressed against the softness of your cleavage, “I wanted to surprise my girl.”

He urges you towards the bed, showing shocking dexterity despite the size of his hands as he works the hooks of your gown. You put a hand between you, feeling the way his heart is hammering even through the soft cotton of his shirt.

“Jin…?”

He lifts his head, hair a disheveled mess, eyes glowing like hot coals with want.

“Yeah?”

You smile slowly, reaching out to cup his face with your palm. The touch is a moment of tenderness, a light in the dark sea of desire you’re both sinking into.

“I missed you too. So very much.”

His breath catches as he feels the truth of your words, the soft sincerity of them. His dark head bows, lifting your hand to his lips where he places a loving kiss to the back of it.

“C’mere, cowboy,” you murmur, lowering yourself onto the bed and pulling him along with you. “Lemme show you.”

Tagging: @xbalayage @alexxavicry @queengiuliettafirstlady @rhodolitesrose @ikemen-writer @bellerose-arcana @thewitchofbooks @aria-chikage @redheadkittys @tele86 @dear-mrs-otome @firestar-otomeobsessed @curious-skybunny @rhodoliteschaos @kpop-and-otome @writingwhimsey @mxrmaid-poet @silver-dahlia @wendolrea @otomefoxystar @nightfoxqueen @myonlyjknight @portrait-ninja @ikesimpleton @queen-dahlia @scorchieart @nightghoul381

#ikemen series #ikemen prince #ikepri #ikepri jin #jin grandet #ikemen jin #cowboy au #ikepri halloween costume challenge #ikemen fanfic #ikemen fanfiction #otome fanfic #violettwrites

[sisterdaniellasgayawakening]

helloo! ask game so we can tag phan!! shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up + if you think they can be related to DnP or not. Copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals!!

hii!!! I love this idea omg

I'll shuffle a few playlists for variety

1. (from soft playlist) Cowboy like Me by Taylor Swift - 'dancing is a dangerous game,' 'takes one to know one, you're a cowboy like me' and just the whole theme of forbidden love can be linked to dnp hiding their sexualities

2. (same playlist) Sweet Nothing (also by Taylor, what are the chances haha!) - it's a very domestic song :)) and the line 'you're in the kitchen humming' reminds me of Phil talking about dan playing the piano and it being background music in their home<3

3. (from 2000s pop and pop punk playlist) Let's Get It Started Remix by the Black Eyed Peas - Dan loves the Black Eyed Peas!

4. (same playlist) Murder on the Dancefloor by Sophie Ellis-Bextor - Dan mentioned how much Phil dislikes how posh the singer is back in a 2010 vyou stream, and played it to annoy him, and they had a similar conversation on the radio show years later (without mentioning Phil hating it of course haha!)

5. (my kinda outdated favourites playlist, but not outdated with this song!) Too Sweet by Hozier - the traits of the speaker seem to line up with both dnp/dan specifically (staying up really late, working a ton, ordering takeout (not mentioned there but they do that a lot and I feel like it fits into the song with the whole 'you treat your mouth as if its heavens gate' part))

this was so fun tysm for asking!!

#ask games #phan #dnp #<3

[sheepie-self-ships]

🥸 💀 🧿 ~ rebeccaselfships

Oooo I think I’ll do these for Ken :D tysm for the ask

🥸 What costumes do you and your f/o wear?

I think it's only fitting that we'd dress up as cowboys, HOWEVER... I also think Ken would have at least 3 separate other costumes that he would change into throughout Halloween day, consisting of a werewolf costume, a Prince outfit, and a lifeguard 💀 he just wants to be SO ready for festivities.

💀 What kind of Halloween creature would you and your f/o be?

He'd be a werewolf I think, and I'd vamp it up 🦇 nbwebdjs we'd make it work

🧿 Free pass for a Halloween-centric gush about your f/o!

Ken would want to go trick or treating so bad bwhjsbfhj and I can't say no to that face 🤡 I also want to go trick or treating lmao

#hi ken! 🩷 #halloween asks #ask games :d

[danowh0re]

Klitz relationship headcanons with s/o who looks like typical blonde but in reality they're super smart and always can help?

Sorry if it's too specific, love your writing🦢🦢💗

ᵒᵖᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵉˢ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ

Tysm for the request! Lmk how you like it! Rbs are appreciated

❀ I feel like he'd literally ditch the tripods- Eli always being on klitz ass 24/7 about it

❀ Klitz would pop out pop quizzes for them on the spot, thinking that they have no chance to beat the klitzer >:)

❀ Y/n would probably be really accepted in theyre group, making really good jokes and leaving eli and Matt all like, "klitz where did you get this chick??".

❀ If y/n wears something flashy there's no way klitz is getting any work done-. Them asking for help with a question and playing it off so cool-y. Being like.. "ohhh~ oopsie... I'm so silly ;)". Klitz growing a smile and basically yelping

❀ Klitz would treat them like a goddess though, carrying their books, dropping stuff off at their locker for them. Tying their shoe, anything, you name it.

❀ He would totally just draw little doodles of them on his worksheets though, his thoughts making him slack off in classes. Making y/n having to tutor him ;)

❀ He's either really clingy or his super afraid to touch them-

❀ When klitz first introduces them to Matt and Eli they immediately think that they are just using him for a grade boost- but they slowly see and just learn that they actually have feelings for eachother and they are crazy simular, no matter what they both are wearing

❀ Y/n making klitz match clothes with them one day,,,, turning into a couple days.. the tripods making fun of him. He'd make fun of himself too

❀ From klitzs' friends bullying him for every move that he makes he gets really bummed out quickly but y/n knows how to help him. Usually being a boss bitch and throwing a drink at Matt and Eli lmao

❀ He's super always afraid of saying no to whatever question y/n asks. Even if he doesn't need to say an answer he's all 🌝

❀ Also comments on how beautiful they are, like, he's not able to stop- he shuts down at their beauty

❀ Always asking if their thirsty/hungry. Or just need anything

Asks for reassurance too :).

❀ He would always like, bring up that he's their princess and he's his knight coming to save him from question that they are stuck on 💀. The most cheesiest shit you can imagine.

❀ They love his little pickup lines too. Leaving y/n all blushy :3 (most of them being dirty sksksksk)

❀ y/n having to fix his hair, shirt collar, glasses. And he'd keep it like how they styled it forever

ᴛᴀɢs~

@thehermitsaltar @ghot-girl @nephilxterra @truecobblepot @sympathyforher @trelaney @koshi-sama @creepling @the-hidden-pages @swn-kings1 @hansakind @milfodyssey @geisterfvhrer @iggay @vocivious @earwax666660 @etherealweed @yelenabelovasbathwater @vigilanteboyfriend @im-a-burden-to-society @riddleklitz @vxid42 @halcyonbabe @2000sbxtch @cowboys-and-riddlers @beenz-beenz @sagexsenorita @whiiiiplaaaaash @foetus-on-your-breath @sleepg0blin @slut-for-matt-murdock @paramountives @nevilleismywhore

#the girl next door klitz #klitz x gn!reader #klitz #klitz the girl next door #klitz x reader #paul dano #ᶜʰᵃʳˡⁱᵉˢ ☞︎︎︎ ᴀsᴋs #paul dano x gn!reader #paul dano x reader #paul dano headcannons #paul dano hcs #the riddler x reader #paul dano the riddler #the riddler 2022 #dano riddler #the riddler #riddler #batman x reader #the batman 2022 #the batman fanfiction #the batman fanfic #the batman

[darling-i-read-it]

Sleep

Cliff Booth x reader

Word Count: 2.2 (OKAY WOW)

Warnings: insomnia, passing out, 

Author’s Note: Everything I write for Cliff (and brad at this point wow) makes me so damn happy and I just think they’re my best work so here’s this and I am REALLY hoping you like it as much as I do because CLIFF!

Requested: by anon, My goodness, you're killing me with all your writing! 😍 I have finally watched Once Upon a Time, and I have been hit HARD by Brad. What about a Cliff Booth x actress and insomniac reader? They know each other bc she works on a lot of the same shows and movies as Rick, and she's always with him during breaks or scenes without her. Her usual lack of sleep gives her more time to really learn her lines and character, and nobody but Cliff knows the real reason why she's such a great actress? (1/2)She only ever catches a wink of sleep when she's around Cliff, nodding off against him during lunch. He worries for her, but won't say anything in fear of losing these moments, until one day she faints on set? Tysm and ily 😭 (2/2)

Summary: the request!

Genre: FLUFFF

(not my gif) (again the banner was made by @mychemicalimagines​ :) )

   You sat beside Rick, brushing a piece of hair out of your eyes and then wiping the sleep out of your eyes. 

    “You ready Y/L/N?” one of the interviewers asked and you nodded, forcing a smile onto your face. You were dead tired but you knew that promo was easier than acting out the grueling scene you had to do later after lunch anyway so you forced yourself to enjoy this moment. 

    “Yeah I’m good. You ready Dalton?” you asked, hitting his arm. He gave you a genuine smile and shrugged. 

    “Ready as I’ll e-ever be.” 

     The interviewer began to roll the camera and you smiled at it as he introduced the two of you as thought the watchers didn’t already know who you were. 

    “This is Rick Dalton and Y/N Y/L/N, Hollywood stars who often share many projects together like the one they are both starring in now, Moonlight Kisses. What is it like working with someone you know so closely so often Rick?” the interviewer asked, a smile plastered on his face. You snorted at the insinuation that you and Rick were closer than friends. You did work on projects together often but that was because you shared taste in movies and in stunt doubles. You loved his, Cliff, and whenever you got the chance to work with him you would. The three of you had become quite close over time. 

    “Well, she’s a wonderful scene partner but I t-think she prefers scenes with my s-stuntman Cliff,” he joked and you smiled at his honesty. Cliff, who was a few feet off camera watching the two of you chuckled a little to himself. The interview made a big show of his laughter and you strained a tired smile. 

    “Is that true Y/N?” 

    “That I adore his stuntman? Hell yeah, Cliff gets me through the day but I would be lying if I said Rick wasn’t fun to work with too,” you said, smiling over at Rick and Cliff.  

    “And how do you get into character? With working with similar people and all?” the interviewer asked, addressing you. You laughed, thinking about the late sleepless nights you spent grueling over characters because you couldn’t sleep. You had bad insomnia and when you got the chance to invest more in a role you got it. Granted, the only person you had told that to was Cliff. 

    “You know, the regular stuff. Looking over the script with a fine tooth comb and talking with my boys,” you said, gesturing to Rick and Cliff. 

    The interview lasted a little longer and then you were both free to get ready for lunch and the scene after lunch. You tried to do a lot of your own stunts and you had to do some stuff with Cliff after lunch that you weren’t sure you could handle. You knew you were safe but still, you didn’t understand how your friend was so fearless. 

    You got off of the interview chair and was swarmed with hair people who wanted everything to be right after lunch. You however had already decided to make a beeline over for Cliff and he was waiting, holding your bag of lunch and his. 

    “Can we do this a little later? I gotta grab some stuff first,” you told your hair lady, Gina. She gave you a look but when she saw Cliff approaching you she backed off. Everyone knew Cliff and Y/N time was time to be uninterrupted. 

    “Come right after you finish eating.” 

    “I promise.”        

    She went away and you walked over to Cliff. You grabbed your bag out of his hand and he threw his arm around you, holding most of your weight. 

    “If I had a nickel every time you or Rick brought me up in an interview,” he muttered as you walked together to your trailer. You rolled your eyes and had a genuine smile grace your face.

    “We like you, what can I say.” 

    You forced the door open and Cliff sat down at your corner bed and you sat beside him. He wrapped his arm around you, turning on your radio and letting the lights music travel through the room. 

    You didn’t last long before your head was in his lap. You told him you had every intention of eating and being ready for the scene after lunch but he brushed your hair once and you were out. 

    Cliff didn’t tell you but he often worried about you. You only ever slept when he was around for whatever reason and he enjoyed having that honor but he wanted you to be healthy, especially with how hard your work was sometimes.    

    Your even breathing on his lap made him sigh and he brushed your hair back, making circles into your back. He thought about how often you did this at lunch, falling asleep on his shoulder if you were at lunch outside, cuddling into his side. It was the highlight of his day, those moments with you.

    But still, he wanted you to sleep at night not just whenever you got the chance on set. It was what made you such a great actress but he was confident you would still be great if you got a regular healthy sleep schedule. 

    It wasn’t 30 minutes later when there was a hard knock on the door that woke you up. Cliffs hawian shirt was over your body and as you sat up and walked over to the door you held it close to you, causing him to smile a little to himself. 

Gina came crashing in, swearing and swinging her hair dryer.    

“I told you to come when you finished lunch 15 minutes ago. Cliff you need to go get changed to,” she ordered and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, nodding. Cliff stood up and you went to hand him his shirt but he shook his head.

“Keep it, I’ll grab it after the scene.” You nodded, smiling at him. He kissed your forehead and was gone, going to get changed. Gina sat you down on the hair and make-up chair and groaned, fluffing your tangley hair from sleep. 

“I don’t know why you don’t just sleep with that man,” she muttered, still obviously angry that you hadn’t gotten her for her to do your hair. You rolled your eyes. 

“Gina, he wouldn’t want to-”

“This is his shirt yes? And he just kissed you on the forehead yes? He brings you lunch everyday, lets you fall asleep on him when he has conversations, never spends a moment he has spare with anyone else, yes?” You purse your lips and shrugged. She started brushing out your hair.    

“I’ll have to live through this stunt if I wanna ever ask him out.” She let in a nervous breath. 

“Yes.” 

20 minutes later you were on set, getting ready to get in the car with Cliff. He was going to drive you around a hard chase scene course that you and Rick had filmed his parts earlier. It was easier for you to really grasp the scene if you were scared while doing it. You trusted Cliff though. 

You put your hands on the top of the car, looking at Cliff as he was about to get in. 

“Drive safe huh?” you teased. He rolled his eyes and tilted his head forward. 

“Yes ma’am.” 

You got into the car together and he started it up. In action he was driving forward. You got into character, grabbing the window and looking outside of it as a camera followed close to your face. 

“The damn cowb..” you felt your head get dizzy and tried to force yourself to finish the line. “Cow...cowboys..” 

Cliff barely caught you as you fell limp, half out of the car and half in it. He stopped the car quickly and unbuckled you, forcing you back in the car.

“Y/N? Hey babe, come on,” he muttered, his worry increasing with each passing moment. He moved your face around but you were out. 

Some people came in and then the doctors showed up, taking you to the on site infirmary. They gave you some fluids and placed you in the bed. Cliff and Rick were confined outside the room as the doctors did some tests, talking in the room, making both boys more worried then they ever had been. 

One of the doctors came out and both Rick and Cliff and the majority of the cast and crew grew attentive to it. 

“What’s wrong with her?” Cliff asked, voice laced with worry. The doctor sighed and looked back in the window at you in the bed, still out. 

“Fatigue is what we’re guessing. We’ll know more when she wakes up.” Cliff let out a sigh of relief that was immediately taken over with guilt that he had let you do the scene in the first place.

    “She has insomnia, she doesn’t get much sleep,” he explained to the doctor. 

    “You her husband?” Half the crowd snorted and Cliff was very aware of it but he ignored it. 

    “No, friend.” 

    “Ah well, if you could go through some things about her schedule with me it might help us treat her.” Cliff nodded and followed the doctor to your room. .

    You woke up slowly, eyelids heavy as you looked around the room. You saw Cliff standing there with Rick and the director. 

    “You should have said she wasn’t sleeping-” the director was saying and you tried to sit up a bit to understand what was going on. 

    “Cliff?” The boys looked over and Cliff rushed to your side, getting on his knees beside your bed. 

    “I’ll get the m-med,” Rick announced and was gone. 

    “You can’t be putting yourself in that danger without sleeping Y/N,” the director chastised and you squinted at him.

    “What happened?” 

    “You were hanging out the car and fuckin passed out,” Cliff grumbled. You raised an eyebrow and laughed a little. 

    “Damn. Did they get it on camera?” The director scoffed, annoyed. 

    “You need to sleep.”

    “I do sleep thanks. Can you give me a moment?” you asked him and he thought about it before leaving you and Cliff alone. You let out a sigh of relief. 

    “He is right. We gotta figure something out, you gotta get some more sleep in babe,” he told you. You nodded, grabbed his hand as you noticed how worried he was. 

    “I know. I’m sorry I scared you.” He shook his head but you raised your hand and brushed it through his hair, smiling. 

    “Why don’t you get some rest? Those tests can wait.” You nodded, yawning. You felt deadly tired and knew if you were going to bounce back you needed to be rested more than usual. 

    “Can you stay?” You swallowed. “I sleep best with you there,” you said shyly. He smiled and nodded. 

    “Scoot over.” You moved to the side and he got into bed beside you. You put your head on his chest and eased into his touch as he put his arm around your back and began rubbing your back softly. He placed a long kiss on your head and his lips rested there after, making you recall the conversation you had with Gina earlier.

    “Cliff?” 

    “Yeah?” 

    “I love you.” His breath hitched.

    “I love you too babe.” 

    You both smiled and you fell asleep peacefully then, having a better sleep than you had in years. 

Cliff : @satanslov3r

#cliff booth x reader #cliff booth imagines

[comingoutofthecauldron]

can i get your honest opinions on all the seven crows?? love your blog

tysm anon!!! and ofc:

kaz: he's an interesting character and v well written, but i have SUCH a hard time taking him seriously lmao. like yes i rly like a good morally grey character but if a 17 year old pasty emo is walking around a gambling den saying shit like "greed bows to me" then u just have to laugh yk

inej: literal love of my life. favourite crow. once again, well written, and i also love moral characters being immoral so she's just sort of perfect ngl. not to mention i'm a lesbian and she's a gorgeous pirate girl so. what more is there to say rly

jesper: cannot describe the extent to which i love jesper fahey. he's so well rounded and yet so genuinely interesting and enjoyable to read about yknow??? gorgeous nerd cowboy man. his and inej's chapters were always my favourite

kuwei: he grew on me over time. leigh didn't really flesh him out that much as a character, but i think that he has the potential for so much depth and i really wish we'd seen more from his perspective because i rly feel for him y'know. kid loses his father and becomes basically an instrument of war, before being tossed into the hands of a load of idiot teenage criminals, sorta having his identity stolen (???) and being treated like crap by most of them.

nina: mixed feelings. on the one hand i love her and i'd marry her in a heartbeat, but she is a ravkan soldier and therefore it's hard to gauge where she'd stand in regards to ravka's colonization and mistreatment of novyi zem. as a character though i really really love her and her storyline.

wylan: he's great. he has the makings of a rly classy antihero/morally grey character because he's p dark tbh lmao. but he's also very sweet and i love his interactions with the other crows (esp jesper) because i, too, am a Flustered Gay

matthias: god i just want to deck this motherfucker in the face. i feel like if matthias was a real person in this world, he'd be a self-proclaimed men's rights activist. and/or one of those people who try to say reverse racism is real by showing you the dictionary definition of the word "racism". i can appreciate his growth as a character and his rejection of the fascist views he was taught etc etc. i just think he sucks lmao

#soc #six of crows #anons #cauldron asks