#//...I might be big on baking and cooking if you couldn't tell.

[yumichikah]

"Any meal tastes better when it's prepared in a clean kitchen."

[forever-rogue]

Joel teaching reader how to swim and hella sexual tension I would DIE

I am a sucker for the thought of Joel teaching reader how to do anything

AN | Shut up though, I loved writing this! 🥰 

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.3k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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Joel had taught you a lot of things since you'd met him almost two years ago.

He'd taught you how to shoot properly, despite the fact that you nearly blew his head off. He had the patience of a saint, but claimed he had the heart of a sinner. Either way - he was the one that taught you.

He'd taught you how to drive, despite the fact that there was no real reason for you to know. Sure, you had been plenty old enough drive before the end of the world but had never wanted to. These days it just seemed like a novelty. Even though you had managed to back into a tree - a feat he still wasn't sure how you managed - he still was patient and gentle with you. 

The man had taught you a lot of useful things and skills, and you were always an eager learner. If anything, you enjoyed being in his company. 

In turn you'd shown him some of your own skills and tricks. You were sure they paled in comparison but you couldn't deny the fact that it was hilarious to watch him try and bake. He might have been a decent cook but a baker, he was not. And yet you still ate his hard, flavorless cookies with a big smile on your face.

You loved getting to show him how to crochet, despite how frustrated he grew at the delicate materials in his hands. You set him right over and over again but never lost your patience even when he was ready to give up. He'd ended up making you an off kilter scarf; you adored it.

It was a trade off between the two of you; give and take, take and give. Sometimes it was the little things, like him making sure you'd remembered to eat or bringing you a coffee or you making sure he'd rested or didn't forget any of his tools. 

You didn't really know where that left the two of you, in this sort of weird limbo where you were neither just friends but also not lovers. It was…odd. Sometimes you were ready to step across the line, to step from the garden into the jungle and finally just kiss him but you never quite worked up the needed bravado. Joel experienced significant moments of weakness, ones where he desired to pull you into his arms and kiss you dizzy, but he never let him spiral. Instead he kept his distance, yearning and yearning and yearning.

But now? Now he was convinced you were trying to kill him.

And it had all started one lazy evening when he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Idiot, he cursed himself.

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"What do you mean you don't know how to swim?" Joel almost choked on his beer as you offered him a sheepish little smile, "that's - its - I…that's a basic life skill!"

"I dunno," you felt your face warming and warming under his intense scrutiny, sure you would explode from the look in his eyes, "I just never learned and never really a need to."

"What if some sort of emergency happened and you needed to swim, huh?" He leaned back in his chair and regarded you with curiosity, a smile dancing across his features, "you just gonna drown?"

"No," you waved him off, "I always thought that I'd be able to just…figure out."

"Right," he was holding back his laughter, you could tell, "of course."

"Joel Miller!" You huffed at him, "do not laugh at me!"

"I'm not!"

"You are too," you looked at him with a pout and he leaned forward to brush a few stray hairs out of your face. The simple shiver felt electric, "don't be mean…please."

"I'm not, sweetheart," he promised, "but I am going to teach you how to swim."

"What?!"

"Yes," he nodded cooly, "and you don't get a choice so don't bother arguing. You need to know how…and even if you never swim again, at least you'll know how to."

"Fine," you pretended to glare at him, your expression falling so far away from that, "fine."

"Fine," he nodded in agreement, "this weekend at the lake."

He had no idea he'd just signed his death warrant.

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It was a warm and sunny afternoon when you made your way over to the lake. You had your bathing suit on under your baggy t-shirt and jean shorts. This felt so…normal. That alone brought a smile to your face.

Joel was already there, a blanket and some towels and a picnic basket on the ground next to him. If you'd been looking at him and not stunned at everything he'd brought, you might have noticed the way his entire face lit up.

"Joel," you finally turned to him and felt your legs already turn to tell at the sight of him, "you've…definitely gone well above what I expected."

"Well, I had to make this a good first time…e-experience," his cheeks flushed a pretty pink as you giggled at him.

"A good first time, huh?" You teased and yeah. You were absolutely going to be the death of him.

"First time swimming," he stared at his feet, mentally kicking himself for how foolish you made him feel, "first experience with swimming."

"Relax Miller," you put your hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, "I'm just teasin'."

"You're being cruel," he insisted as you shrugged innocently, "we're here for a very serious purpose."

"You're right," you nodded firmly, "let's get started…unless you want to eat first?"

"Food after," he insisted as you playfully rolled your eyes and nodded. You kicked off your slides and tugged down your shorts. Your t-shirt had been oversize and baggy enough that nothing was really showing. 

This much Joel could handle. This was still in the safe zone. He mirrored your actions and pulled down his pants, leaving his bottom half in swim trunks. You took a moment to admire that much of him.

Then you did it; you almost gave him a heart attack as you lifted up your shirt, making quick work of throwing it off and discarding it into the growing clothes pile. Joel inhaled sharply as he looked you over with wide eyes.

You were wearing a two-piece, one that first you perfectly, highlight every curve, and looked like it was made for you. Joel was almost drooling as he willed himself not stare at your ass or breasts, reminding himself that this was just to teach you to swim. A valuable life skill. 

But he was slowly forgetting that with each passing moment, drinking you in and trying his best to remain respectful. You were just so damn beautiful.

You caught him staring and instantly shied away, worried by his silent reaction, "is this too much? Should I try and change into something else-

"No!"

"This was the only one I could scrounge up," you nervously scratched the back of your neck, "nobody seemed to have anything better."

Right. Because no one else in Jackson had something better or more modest. They did, of course they did, but…they were also tired of watching the two of you moon over each other and thought that maybe this would push the two of you in the right direction. Friendly encouragement, Ellie would call it.

"It's fine," it was anything but fine. It was giving him a heart attack and a hard on, "really."

"Okay," you nodded shyly as he cleared his throat, "come on then, I can't be the only one this exposed!"

Joel hesitated for a moment before moving to take off his shirt. It was something he still struggled with at times, but he knew that you'd never judge him. If there was anything he trusted, it was you.

As soon as he was shirtless you had to work to keep from jumping his bones. He was always insanely attractive in that rugged, handsome way and this was no exception. Golden skin marred with the harshness and cruelty of the years and dotted with freckles. You wanted to map them out with your lips, to taste him, and make him yours. It could be so simple, really. All you had to do-

"Hey," Joel snapped you out of your little daydream fantasy and you looked back at him with a soft, dreamy smile, "take a picture, huh?"

"Ha ha," damn. He'd caught you red-handed, "let's get started."

"Get in the water," he insisted as he jerked his head to the side.

"Pardon?"

"Dive right in," he repeated, "I'll go first and make sure you don't drown, sweetheart. Gotta learn to tread water first and foremost."

"I…I'm nervous," you confessed softly, "what if I can't do it?"

"You can," he promised softly, "I have full faith in you. And you know I would never let anything happen to you."

You both knew he was right.

"Okay. I trust you," you whispered, walking to the water's edge. 

It was sink or swim, and something told you that was going to be applicable for multiple things today.

"Good," he promised, "come on."

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Turned out that swimming wasn't too bad at all. Or too hard. What was that old expression - like a duck to water? Well that happened to be you. It probably didn't hurt that you didn't want to make a fool out of yourself in front of Joel, so you listened closely and tried your best to do exactly what he was telling you.

Admittedly it was hard to stay focused with him close and so bare and so hands on. Every fiber of your being was humming with anticipation and nerves.

"Not so hard," Joel grinned as you swam to a stop in front of him. You were practically glowing under his praise. 

"Not so bad-" but just then you felt something touch your leg, and you shrieked. It was such an odd and unexpected sensation that your body did the first thing it could thing of - grab onto to Joel.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," you were holding onto him tightly, pressing your body into his as you willed whatever had touched you to disappear. Joel, naturally and instinctively, wrapped his arm around you in a protective manner, "what's wrong? What happened?"

 “I felt something,” you closed your eyes and buried your face into his neck - his glorious, lovely neck - and tried to calm down, “it was brushed against my leg. It felt so weird and gross.”

“Oh,” and he laughed, the bastard had the audacity to laugh, as you pulled back and looked at him with a pretty pout on your lips. He longed to kiss it away, “we’re in a lake sweetheart, there’s bound to be some fish in here.”

“Fish?” your nose wrinkled in disgust, something which he found endearing as hell, “I…that makes sense. But I don’t like it! It felt horrible.”

“You’re okay,” he promised sweetly, pushing your wet hair behind your ears, “I’ve got you.”

“I know,” there was a palpable shift between the two of you then and there. He didn’t let go of you, and you weren’t in a hurry to pull out of his touch. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, at a loss for words. Instead, you just looked at him, the human embodiment of heart eyes, “Joel.”

“How much longer are we going to keep doing this?” he asked so quietly that for a moment you wondered if he’d even said anything. But then he was so close, and so close for you to finally kiss.

“D-doing what?” you stammered nervously, well aware of what he meant.

“Dancing around each other,” he brushed his knuckles over your cheek and you made a small sound in the back of your throat, “acting like we don’t want this. So close, but never quite there.”

“We could stop…”

“We should stop,” he agreed with a small nod, tilting his head as he cupped the back of your neck with a soft touch, “if you want to.”

"Oh totally, I want to,” you agreed, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours and he was kissing in the sweetest and most gentle touch. You couldn’t help the small moan that escaped you as he pulled you impossibly closer and you melded your body into his. He didn’t stop until you were breathless and definitely in a dizzying love spiral. 

“Look at that,” he pressed his forehead against yours, closing his eyes as you sighed softly, “nothing happened and you, sweetheart, know how to swim.”

“I had a pretty good teacher,” and with that you kissed him again, lazy and saccharine, neither of you in a rush to end what had been building for so long, “you know?”

“It’s easy when you have a good student,” he teased affectionately, “you’re going to be the death of me…but you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” you sighed into his touch, “but you love it.”

“I do,” he had to stop himself from saying what was really on his mind just yet. He didn’t want to rush; he wanted to take the time to cultivate what he had with you, to watch it blossom and grow over time, “I do.”

[emelinstriker]

{Eternal Servants AU} Red Son ♡ Offering

Art drawn by me + the AU itself is mine.

It's still my birthday (November 14th) in my time right now, so might as well post it since it just fits- Peeps voted for fluff, and I wanted to make something with Red Son's cooking, and boom, idea. :D

[TL;DR] Red Son bakes a cake for you.

♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡

"Maybe this one..? No... This..? No..."

Red Son was flipping through the pages of a book for a recipe and hadn't even started anything. Just because he couldn't decide on which type of cake to bake. It needed to be perfect. It was his Master's birthday after all. He wouldn't be worthy of his title as one of your champions if he managed to fail at such an important task. And he'd rather not be a disgrace to his Master and the other servants.

He did think about asking another champion for some input, but he also didn't want to tell anyone he wanted to bake a cake for you. And he was aware that some champions, which shall not be named, weren't exactly the most quiet about keeping plans for their Master a secret. So putting his trust into the others wasn't much of a safe option... Though, maybe he could ask one of the more quiet ones for help, such as MK.

The red champion hummed in thought before letting out a rather tired groan. He wasn't tired of doing this for you, he was tired about possibly having to rely on another champion again and splitting the work credit. Much like Macaque, he enjoyed your full praises, but having to share the credit would only give him half of your attention and affection.

Suddenly, he snapped his fingers with a little smile as he exclaimed, "I've got it!"

Red Son then flipped through the book for a recipe on (Favorite Cake). Upon finding the page, he read through the required ingredients and grimaced... He knew for a fact he was missing some things from the list. The palace's kitchen was big but was usually low on ingredients after. Half of the palace didn't need to consume food after all. The kitchen was mostly there for their Master if they enjoyed cooking or wanted to try out cooking without the fear of setting anything nearby on fire. And now it was mostly occupied by Red Son so he could develop his own cooking skills more.

Sighing, he decided that he would have to actually go out and collect said ingredients. He wrote down the items that were missing before he closed the book and carefully hid it away in one of the cabinets again. It was best if he kept his plan a secret.

The red champion then picked up the list he wrote with his left hand and quietly made his way out of the kitchen. He had to be quiet yet also casual about how he moved, otherwise Macaque or someone else would-

"What are you up to, Bull Boy?"

...Oh, for fuck's sake.

He grumbled in slight annoyance as he turned to face a certain pink celestial. However, he seemed to be accompanied by MK. "I'm... Just taking a stroll. That's all", he replied.

Nezha crossed his arms as he raised an eyebrow. "Really? By rather suspiciously observing the area while walking, as if you were being hunted?"

Red Son's pursed his lips as he tried to hold back from saying any sassy comment that could trigger the celestial's anger. Instead, he awkwardly cleared his throat while looking away from the other two champions. "...I suppose so, yes."

The yellow champion next to Nezha tilted his head, humming as he noticed the folded up piece of paper in the bull demon's hand. "What's that?" He asked, pointing at it. Red Son nervously took the piece of paper into his right hand, hiding it behind his cape.

"That- That is none of your concern. Just... a shopping list, I guess."

"Then you wouldn't mind if I-" Suddenly, Nezha swiftly flipped up the red champion's cape before snatching the paper from his hand. Due to Nezha's speed, Red Son couldn't even comprehend what was happening until it was already over. And once he saw the celestial open the list, his heart dropped in his chest. There went his chance at getting extra affection from you.

The pink champion skimmed through the list's contents and blinked in surprise. "Wait. You weren't kidding. But then why were you so sneaky about it?" He then handed the list to the yellow champion.

And before Red Son could come up with any excuses, MK spoke up. "Isn't this a recipe for Master's favorite cake? For today. I can't forget today."

Nezha did a double take as he looked over MK's shoulder and at the list again... After re-reading the ingredients listed and confirming the young monkey's suspicions, he gave Red Son a rather offended look. "...Were you seriously trying to bake a cake behind our backs? And for Master's birthday nonetheless!"

The celestial glared daggers at the young demon. But before he could scold him or physically harm him, MK stepped in front of him, blocking him. "Let's help. It's Master's birthday. No fighting on Master's birthday."

Pausing, Nezha thought about his words and reluctantly let out a sigh to calm his anger. "You're right", he said before turning back towards the red champion, still seemingly annoyed at this form of betrayal, but he's holding it all back quite well. "Do you perhaps need help retrieving those things on the list?"

Red Son slowly shook his head. "...Uh, no thanks. I'm... I'm pretty sure I can just get it all quickly for Master's cake by myself-"

Suddenly, a shadow portal opened next to the red champion, startling him. And out popped Macaque with an excited grin on his face. He was practically vibrating as his tail happily swished around behind him from what he just heard. "I heard about a cake you're making for Master's birthday from the other side of the palace! I wanna help too!"

It wasn't noticeable, but the others could tell Nezha had a shit-eating grin beneath his mask as he spoke. "The more the merrier, right? Bull Boy over here could have us get the ingredients he needs so he can bake." At this point Red Son could most definitely not talk his way out of it. And he hated this fact.

He cursed a little under his breath, which probably only Macaque caught but brushed off, before reluctantly agreeing to it. "Fine. You can help me. I know you wouldn't stop asking me about it."

"Wonderful! Now, what's on the list? What do I get to collect for Master?" Macaque asked eagerly as he clasped his hand together.

Nezha snorted as he eyed the purple champion. "Better give him an item he won't have to get lost over. Or one where he can't accidentally piss off every demon in the vicinity like last time."

Macaque huffed as he placed his hands on his hips, giving the celestial a little glare. "Listen. I'm not that reckless when it's not a task Master told me to do."

"But it's still a task for Master's birthday", the celestial retorted. "So I hope I can trust that you won't get caught up in a random side task again and vanish for longer than needed. Not on their special day." 

While they kept arguing about Macaque's inability to keep things simple without doing extra work and getting into trouble in the process, Red Son was already assigning MK to grab an item. The yellow champion gave him a happy salute despite his blank expression before walking away to get said item. He wants to make his Master proud!

Macaque and Nezha very soon noticed the young monkey's absence and they turned back towards Red Son, who was seemingly trying to sneak away.

The pink champion scoffed as he crossed his arms again, "Where do you think you're going, Bull Boy? You still haven't given us any ingredients to look for."

Red Son was most definitely rolling his void-black eyes before turning around to face the remaining two champion, who have been trailing after him to catch up. "Will you leave me alone if I let you each pick an ingredient to get?"

The dark-furred simian nodded with a happy expression. "Yes! I just wanna help make Master's birthday the best of the best birthdays for them!"

"...Fine. Here, just take the whole list. There's only two ingredients left anyway since MK already went off to find one of them", the red champion said reluctantly as he shoved the list into Macaque's chest. And of course, Macaque quickly took the list, ignoring the way Red Son shoved it into him. He finally could help with Master's special day, which was all that mattered.

The two of them then noticed Red Son walking away, looking like a deflated a balloon. Nezha felt a bit of sympathy for him since he knew how much this meant to him. But he genuinely wanted to help the younger demon. Meanwhile Macaque didn't feel such sympathy. The monkey in purple was all too busy being eager helping out, but just to get pets and kisses from you.

The red champion soon returned to the kitchen, leaning with his back against the now door as he sighed in disappointment. Now he had to share that credit with three other champions. Fun. And all he wanted was some extra attention from you just this once...

And of course, considering who all was given the task of retrieving the ingredients, it didn't take long for the three other champions to return and bring the missing items to the kitchen. It was most certainly surprising to see MK actually return with his task complete since he usually forgot things. However, Red Son figured he remembered this task since it's a task for their Master's comfort. And while he usually forgot about what he did, he never seemed to forget about given commands and objectives. He would only question what he did afterwards.

However, thanks to the other servants' work, Red Son was able to focus on his own task of baking a birthday cake. But this time he would not have another servant take his credit. So he told the others to get out and let him work on it himself. And despite Macaque's persistence in helping him further, the red champion wouldn't budge and wouldn't start anything. At least until the monkey left the kitchen through a portal while pouting. And he knew Macaque didn't know how to bake a cake, so Red Son was confident that the simian wouldn't dare try baking one unless it was absolutely perfect on his first try.

And finally, due to Red Son's skills in the kitchen, the bull demon was able to create the perfect cake. Which was also your favorite cake. Just to top it off, he added a birthday candle and lit it up with a little flame in the palm of his hand. He smiled as he proudly glanced over the cake. There was no way you wouldn't enjoy it, he was sure of it.

But then of course another servant just had to startle him by standing behind him without even saying a word. He turned and saw a certain blue champion, just standing there, yet his presence was menacing.

Shit. Macaque probably told him about the cake.

"Oh- Wha-... W-What is it, Wukong? Did you also w-" Red Son tried to question him, but quickly cut himself off the moment he witnessed the quiet simian just casually taking the cake's plate with his hand and walking away. He didn't even bother giving the red champion a second glance.

Red Son just watched silently in disbelief as the monkey walked away towards presumably their Master's bedroom. He could feel his eye twitch in frustration at how, again, yet another champion was stealing more of his credit.

But whatever.

At this point he was already convinced that he'll be pushed to the side again just so the others could get more love and attention from you. Wouldn't be the first time. He groaned a bit before following Wukong. The simian was indeed headed for your bedroom.

Upon reaching your bedroom, Wukong gently knocked with his free hand on the door while still holding the cake in the other. When he heard you tell him to enter, he opened the door and bowed his head. Red Son moved past the simian in blue and also bowed his head. Then he looked up and saw you in bed with Macaque, MK and Nezha already present either on or around your bed. Macaque was the one in the middle of receiving pets from you. Meanwhile you looked very much tired, as if you had just woken up about a minute ago.

Wukong held up the cake in front of him as he said with a little, rare smile, "Happy Birthday, Master."

Which was soon followed up by the other champions wishing you a Happy Birthday. Including Macaque, whose wishes were muffled due to him snuggling into you. You smiled tiredly, still seeming very much confused for a moment before you realized what was happening. "Aw... Thanks, guys", you said. Then you looked at the cake in Wukong's hands. Your eyes lit up a bit at he sight. "Is... Is this (Favorite Cake)? Did you guys make this... for me?"

Red Son remained silent, knowing the others would just claim all the glory and- "Actually, Red Son made it, Master. We didn't do much this time", Nezha quickly responded with a genuine smile underneath his mask. "We just helped out a bit, but the idea and execution was all his doing."

Red Son slowly turned towards him with his void-black eyes wide open in shock. Did... Did Nezha just make up for earlier? And knowing your attention was no longer on your pink champion, but on your red champion instead, the celestial gave the bull demon a knowing wink. Which made the red-haired boy smile with gratitude. He was given the spotlight for once.

Wukong seemed to have understood what Nezha was doing and decided to chime in, which seemed to encourage the bull demon again. "It's true, Master. He did most of it himself."

Your mouth formed an 'o' as your head turned towards Red Son, who was now blushing a little in embarrassment. You reached out your arm and pat your leg, which was still covered by your blanket, beckoning him over while Macaque scooted a bit away to give the bull demon space to sit on. "C'mere, Red. I wanna thank you properly."

His blush only became more noticeable as he approached your bed, seating himself on it. Then you pulled him a bit closer towards yourself and placed a little kiss on his cheek. This only resulted in his blush becoming worse, and you could swear his entire body began to heat up as his tied up hair turned into flames for just a moment. You gave him another kiss on his reddening cheeks once again before smiling at him.

"Thank you, Red."

He smiled back despite his embarrassment as he nuzzled into your chest.

"You're welcome, Master... Happy Birthday..."

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.

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"...Hey Master, where is Mink?"

"Um... I'm not sure actually. Probably still with the Oracle. He came in last night and wanted to borrow the scroll for something involving some lion, I think...? But he said he'll bring back the scroll some time later today."

[ Masterlist ]

[vinestaffery]

hello!! if u can write illumina … can u pls write some general dating hcs? if u cant i completely understand :-) (if ur reqs are closed IM SO SORRY HHHH)

hihi!! thankyou so much for requesting :3 of course ill write these for you, i absolutely love headcanons because it doesnt run me dry quite quickly when it comes to writing oneshots!!! i hope these were good enough and i hope i was somewhat able to catch illumina's personality!!

ILLUMINA GENERAL DATING HCS

Illumina tends to lose track of time, like a lot. Sometimes, he doesn't even realize that you need to be sleeping and he would just love to spend time with you. He can't comprehend the fact of time itself; Day time and Night time are like hallucinations to him. If you were to correct him on such, he would utterly avoid any points you make or make counters, such as him tossing you around and ignoring each time you try to demand being let go. He absolutely loves how you get so mad at him for such a silly little thing!

He is very bird-like, and you can tell by his very bird-like notions. Sometimes he'll accidentally knock into glass-sliding doors and be completely confused. What do you mean there was glass infront of him? There's nothing there! Sometimes, you might even catch his cleaning his feathers at his favourite past-time. He used to get really grouchy about, in which you understood. At the start of your guys relationship, he was quite private, especially taking care of his wings. Now, he's completely fine with you doing so, sometimes even asking you to help.

He'd get really overprotective with you sometimes when you get to meet new people. He likes to let people know you are his. He is not willing to trade for anything about you, and you notice this a lot. Sometimes he'll wrap his arms around you, his wings slowly rising beside him and you and his chin relaxing on your head. He likes to humilate the other while embarrassing you, stating how much you and him are together, flaunting it in others faces. You set some boundaries around this and he followed, but he still likes to let his presence be known or noticed.

Because of your involvement with Illumina, and being his soon-to-be-engagement partner (I tried my hardest to make this as inclusive as possible I am so sorry), you were mostly greeted with gifts from many other deities. Deities such as Windforce, Venomshank, and even Firebrand and his two sons(?). They'll deliver care-packages to display their gratitude and that your always welcome under their care, even though Illumina is someone that they don't really connect well with.

Cuddling with him is one of your favourite things, mostly because you have the ability to embarrass him. Even though he's 7'0", you always big-spoon him. He'd always try his hardest to be the big-spoon, but in the end, he loved the attention you'd give him as he finally gets that big ol' sleep.

He is a horrible cook, but that's okay. Sometimes, it'd be hilarious bakings and dinners, and sometimes near-death from the house burning down. I promise you he doesn't mean it!! But he'll struggle so badly to impress you, which he always successes. You always tend to help him, in which he tries his hardest to shoo you away!! But in the end, the help is always met with great gratitude, cuddles and affection.

Illumina struggles with affection, I'm not kidding. Being unaware of his own presence and being someone so cruel to others, only to fall for someone like you? He struggles. He never had been this affectionate, on both giving and recieving side, but he's always keen to try. When he tried to figure out more, he asked Ghostwalker, someone he knew he couldn't go back to but he needed major help. Sure, they both broke off, but he was willing to try anything. Ghostwalker found it strange, dangerous but was somewhat grateful that Illumina was willing to change. In the end, Illumina came home and was in the most affectionate mood, taking care of you and also, forgetting to check up on dinner in the oven.

He does give you nicknames, but isn't too keen on big major ones. The ones he use the most is, 'My Angel', 'Princess', 'My starlight', or any other cheesy name that he can give you. He varies much and listens into other nicknames he can give you.

[slasher-male-wife]

Slashers with an s/o who likes to bake

So I'm a bit of a baker, as like a hobby. I find it fun and it has a great outcome. I think I did this before but I couldn't find it on my masterlist so I'm just writing this assuming it's the first one.

Includes: Hannibal Lecter, Michael Myers, Poly Herbert West and Dan Cain, Bo and Vincent Sinclair (seperate)

Warnings: Bo being Bo

Hannibal Lecter

Hannibal prefers to cook over bake but he's still going to support your hobby. Probably joining you in baking and maybe (usually) taking over some of the tasks.

He already uses the best ingredients so that also applies to your baking ingredients. I'm super positive that Hannibal would rather go vegan than use flour that isn't grass fed and organic.

Also he's going to make sure you're using the best quality tools you can use. He doesn't own a microwave so if you have to melt something you're going to have to use the oven or do a double boiler on the stove.

He'll always try what you make, mostly because he watched the entire process of you making your sweets and knows that it's high quality. He won't be mean about it if it's bad or missing something, he'll just tell you.

Overall a very supportive boyfriend of your hobby.

Michael Myers

Michael likes to watch you in general and when you're baking it's no different. He just sits in the kitchen and stares at you or watches from outside the house.

Michael has a big sweet tooth so he's taking some of whatever you've made, and if it's RZ Michael he's taking a lot of it. I can see RZ Michael stealing an entire cake from you if he likes it that much.

Will also lick off whatever leftover batter or dough is on your dishes. I can also see him being the kind of person to take one of those cookie dough logs and just straight up take bites out of the entire thing.

He won't ever really tell you that he likes you're baking but whenever you do make something half of it is usually gone before the end of the day.

Herbert West and Dan Cain

Dan has more of a sweet tooth than Herbert does. Dan will also join you in making whatever you're baking while Herbert watches from the side or just does science stuff.

Herbert will join you on occasion and will probably not do much, aside from telling you what to add and what to do next.

Dan loves baking with you and trying whatever you've made for him. But both Herbert and Dan take a piece of whatever you've made to work with them. They also ask you to make stuff for work parties if they have one.

Herbert will also try whatever you've made but he won't be as 'enthusiastic' as Dan is about it.

Bo Sinclair

He thinks it's a waste of ingredients until he tastes it. He's still gonna be cocky and not really admit how much he likes your baking but you know he loves it.

He, like many slashers, likes to watch you being so domestic. Seeing you doing anything domestic, especially baking something for him is going to make him a little love sick. Don't be surprised if he can't keep his hands off of you while you're baking.

He'll leave subtle hits for you about what he wants you to make. Like he'll leave out a cook book with the page turned to a specific recipe or will mention he saw this or that on tv earlier.

He assumes because you can bake you can also cook so now he has you doing both. It doesn't matter how basic or bad your cooking is, it's better than Bo's.

Vincent Sinclair

Fully supportive of this hobby. Can he help you with anything? Should he ask Bo to get you something from the store? Do you need recipes?

Baking themes will start to show up in his art now too. What? He just so happened to paint you baking something? Or he might have made some wax figures of sweets? It's not because of you (it totally is)

Will go digging for old recipes that his family has. Although Mr and Mrs.Sinclair (rest in piss) were horrible parents I think that Trudy made a few baked goods from time to time and they were pretty damn good.

Somewhat 'gatekeeps' your food from his brothers. He'll honestly steal a lot of whatever you've made and keep in the basement for you and him to share.

[beanghostprincess]

Sanji never celebrated his birthday when he was a kid, quite obviously. At least not in a regular way and not with his siblings. But he did visit his mom at the hospital, tried to make the best of cakes (because she always asked him to) and blew out the candles right in front of her wishing and wishing and wishing for her to get better. For them to have a happy ending. Sora always said that if he wished hard enough, it would come true.

It didn't. But Sanji knew, even at a young age, deep inside, that it wouldn't.

So he starts living with Zeff and his birthday is not something he sees worth celebrating. But the man asks him about it one day and the date March 2th is written all over his face when he tries to find an excuse to not tell him. And it's alright, he guesses, because at the end of the day Zeff isn't that big on birthdays either.

The kid has it rough on that day when it first comes, and Zeff doesn't know what to do. What to gift him. He doesn't know how kids his age behave and what they like. Especially since Sanji is not a regular kid. So for his 10th birthday, Zeff tells him he's going to teach him how to bake a proper cake. That makes Sanji extremely happy, somehow. He is not a normal kid, but he sure is a cook. So there isn't a party or eccentric gifts, but there is cake.

Zeff starts giving him proper gifts when he turns fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Ties and suits and shoes and every pretty thing his son has mentioned he liked ever since he saw a very rich businessman walking into the Baratie dressing like that with a woman hugging his side. "It's gentleman's attire! You wouldn't get it!" and look, if the kid wants his snob suits, Zeff won't complain. They have more than enough money for shit like that.

They have a real birthday party when he turns eighteen. And he's all grown and pissed about how he could've made the cake better in his own and acting like an ungrateful brat. But he smiles. Widely and brightly and Zeff couldn't love him more.

So it's not like Sanji hates his birthday... But he doesn't tell the crew about it. He gets sad and weird and in an on and off mode. He doesn't want them to make a big deal out of it and he knows they probably will. He won't stop thinking about his mom, either. So he avoids the crew a little bit too much on that day.

And Usopp notices he's acting weird, because how could he not? Sanji has been oddly quiet and polite to everyone in a gloomy, nostalgic way. Everybody is worried and Luffy tries to cheer him up, but it only ends up bothering Sanji more, from Usopp's perspective. The sniper tries not to be clingy because he knows his boyfriend and he knows that if he's in one of his sad moods, affection will only make him sadder. So he stays next to him, but not too close. Enough to see Sanji smile now and then.

The day goes on and it's time to go to bed, but Usopp notices Sanji is still in the kitchen and decides to change his night shift with Franky because he really, really needs to stay awake to look after him. He refuses to invade his privacy and space, so he just stays close to the kitchen in case he gets out.

But curiosity killed the cat, and he's also extremely concerned. So he decides to look inside.

He sees Sanji, sitting down at the dining table with a tiny, little cupcake and a candle. He's holding a picture Usopp knows well because Sanji keeps it in a tiny treasure chest inside his locker. His mom. And he smiles apologetically. "Sorry it couldn't be a real cake, mom. I wasn't that much in the mood? But hey! I- I improved, didn't I?" Usopp can't see his face that clearly, but he knows, from the tone of his voice, that he's probably about to cry. "I wish- I wish you were here. I'm twenty-two now! You said you liked that number, right? It does look like a duck, after all."

He keeps talking, but Usopp closes the door gently without Sanji noticing. Shit.

It might not be the best idea, but Usopp decides to leave him a little thing under the door. A note wishing him a happy birthday and some flowers. The note also has a drawing of two ducks in it.

The next day, the first thing Sanji tells him when he wakes up (Usopp noticing the flowers placed on a glass vase and the edge of his note sticking out of that same treasure chest from before) is: "Hey, love, would you- Would you like to try and bake a cake with me? It'd be fun."

And Usopp couldn't smile wider even if he tried.

[yelenasdiary]

Okay so Yelena/Florence moves to Paris and finds this small building that also has an apartment on top of it. She decides to buy it and make it a little bakery since she loves to make pastries. She puts up fliers/papers all around the city to look for a few people to help her. Cue in Reader needing a job since she's fresh out of college and was looking for a job. She goes in for an interview and is immediately hired on the spot. The two get along quickly and become friends.

Everything else is up to you whether they start dating or not. Just basically full on fluff

You're Hired!

Pairing: Baker! Florence Pugh x Reader (Platonic)

Summary: Finally getting a job also meant you gained a new friendship.

Fluff | No Warnings | 0.8K |

AC: Thank you for this!! I went with Florence as you can tell! I also don’t think I’ve written a ‘variant’ for a celebrity before, I hope you enjoy it!! Sorry it’s not super long but I’m open to doing a part 2! X

After a long few years of back-to-back filming and press tours, Florence decided to do something a little different. She brought a building in the heart of Paris that had a small apartment on top of what she'd turn into a bakery. She's worked hard coming up with a menu that would offer plenty of baked goods, desserts, and a small list of main meals. The bakery would give her the chance to explore her skills as a baker and cook and a slight change to her busy lifestyle. 

The bakery took a few months of renovations before everything was set in motion for the opening to be planned. Of course, the actress turned baker would need staff, so she printed off plenty of flyers and plastered them all around the city. A week after doing so, Florence's diary was booked for the following week with interviews for potential staff. Of course, she had to keep in mind that there might be a few people only applying with the chance to meet the actress, but she was confident that people would respect her enough to let her do her job.

Fresh out of college and looking for work, you stumbled across one of the coming soon bakery flyers. You'd decided to take a gap year, meaning you'd work for a whole year before working out what your next step would be. This would give you the chance to save and hopefully explore and learn new things about the new chapter of your life. You wanted to make your parents proud considering they sent you to college in Paris and saved you the hassles of student debts. 

You'd been applying for jobs for months, a few interviews here and there but lucky just hadn't been on your side, maybe it was because your French lacked a little, but you still were able to understand what you needed too. After sending your resume and cover letter to the email on the flyer you couldn't help but build up some hope that you'd hear back from the owner. The job was basically a perfect fit for you, you had all the skills listed and it was only a few blocks from your small apartment. 

It was a Thursday afternoon when you stepped foot into the bakery, smiling confidently as you shook hands with Florence, keeping it stickly professional. 

"Hi, I'm Y/n, it's lovely to meet you" you spoke, shaking the blonde's hand with a firm grip. This was something Florence noticed instantly, she smiled, "Thank you for coming in, please take a seat" she offered before sitting down with your resume in front of her. "I noticed you just finished college, congratulations! That's big" Florence smiled once more as she looked up from your resume. 

"Thank you, it was a long road, but I really enjoyed it!" you replied, hoping your answer didn't sound too fake. Of course, college came with its pros and cons but you will forever wish you'd never be under the amount of stress college gave you. 

"You should be very proud! Now, I won't keep you too long, I know these interviews can be a lot, I just have a few questions and by the looks of your resume, that alone answers most of them" she replied with a light chuckle. 

"Sure, I'll answer anything you want" you smiled. 

"Have you ever dealt with an unreasonable customer? How did you handle it, and how would you handle it today?" 

After answering the woman's questions, the two of you found yourself getting side tracked and sharing stories with one another. The bakery was full of laughter, and you no longer felt like you were even at a job interview. 

"I'm not going to bother telling you that I'll call you, you've got the job!" Florence smiled.

"Are you serious?! Thank you so much! I promise you won't be disappointed!" Your hands were shaking with the last of your hidden nerves leaving your body. 

"I can tell you're a hard and honest worker, I'm very excited to have you join the team! We open in two week's time so you have plenty of time to prepare for whatever you need, I'll have a uniform for you to pick up next week and I'll email you any documents I need signed before end of next week" Florence went on to explain. You stood from your chair and shook your new boss's hands once more before thanking her. 

----

A year later, you found yourself promoted to manager of the bakery, Florence thought you were the best fit for when we would return to her other job. Not only that, the two of you grew closer as friends and you were happy to say that Florence was one of your closest friends! 

There were many nights spent laughing over wine and cheese boards, baking goods for the following morning, sharing different ideas for the long-awaited future for the bakery. You were sad to know that there would be a time when Florence would return to acting but she promised it wouldn't be for a long while yet!

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[loversfms]

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed theodora lee walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who she is ? they kind of look like adeline rudolph and i could be wrong but i think that they might be twenty - seven years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last three years. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of phoebe buffay from friends. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at sunshine bakery as a baker. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the mooncalf of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty credulous at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty carefree to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that three bedroom apartment beside me over in sunny shores. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you!

STATS:

full name : theodora camille lee nickname(s) : theo, thea, teddy, dora, dory birthplace : portland, oregon date of birth : 10 / 27 / 1996 parentage : lee yeong & destiny bauer lee sibling(s) : n / a ! relationship status : single gender identity : cis woman ( she/her ) sexual orientation : bisexual faceclaim : adeline rudolph

BACKGROUND:

born to two parents who were looking to create their own outlook on life

yeong and destiny met in community college and quickly began their whirlwind romance

they were only together for four months before yeong popped the question, and destiny eagerly said yes

and only four months later, destiny became pregnant with theodora. they proudly eloped -- they just couldn't wait to start life together

despite their wild beginning, the two created a happy and healthy home that is still the same to this day

theodora was an only child. a fact that bothered her so as a kid, but as she grew up, she was able to appreciate that fact a lot more.

the lee's were always dreamers, encouraging theodora that she could do whatever she set her mind to. they repeated affirmations as a family every morning, and made sure to highlight the good in the day every night at dinner.

she began helping her mother with cooking and baking when she was just a toddler. a love of food that only grew with age.

by the time she was just ten years old, she was baking cookies and brownies all on her own. she loves creating different flavors and presenting them to her parents ( who were always sure to give her honest and constructive criticism on her recipes )

she was never the smartest, but that never mattered much to her ( or to her parents ). she would average C's and B's in school -- enough to get by, but nothing outstanding

she's always been outgoing and personable, which is how she's gotten by. she has no problem talking to anyone and everyone, and will gladly start a conversation with a stranger out in public. is it always the wisest decision ? no, but she's been a decent judge of character thus far.

once she graduated high school, she went to school for baking and pastry arts to perfect her craft. she'd always dreamed of opening her own bakery.

once she graduated, she tried to run her own business out of her home. solely hoping on word of mouth to get her business, she always tried to go above and beyond for those she served.

after a couple of years, though, she needed a change. it wasn't that she didn't love the life she had. she did. but she felt there was more out there for her. and how would she know if she didn't explore?

with some savings ( and both financial and emotional support from her parents ) she traveled to five of the most glamorous-seeming states she could. california, nevada, texas, new york, and florida. and, even though she's seen all the crazy news that's come from it, she fell in love quickly with florida.

she'd decided that's where the wind would take her. luckily she found a nice place in palmview grove with a bakery that was currently hiring. there was no way she could attempt a cross-country move and a business opening. she could work her way there once she got comfortable.

so now, she's here. always looking for the next fun experience. definitely attempting to have a brat summer. always down to hang around.

©

[toomanyrobins2]

Christmas in Gotham

Summary: An orphan all her life, Y/N is simply too old to remain at The Bowery Home any longer. That is where an anonymous patron has swooped in to send her off to college and all he requires…a monthly letter of her academic progress.

Based off the book and musical “Daddy Long Legs”

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader

last part // series masterlist // next part

Notes: I'm finally getting around to updating this fic! If you would like to catch up and get more consistent updates to this story and others I would go to by AO3!

From the Home of the Gordon Family

31st December

Dear Batman,

I meant to write to you before and thank you for your Christmas cheque, but life in the Gordon household is very absorbing, and I don't seem able to find two consecutive minutes to spend at a desk.

I bought a new gown—one that I didn't need, but just wanted. My Christmas present this year is from Batman; my family just sent love.

I've been having the most beautiful vacation visiting Barbara. She lives in a big old-fashioned brick house with white trimmings set back from the street—exactly the kind of house that I used to look at so curiously when I was in the Bowery Home, and wonder what it could be like inside. I never expected to see with my own eyes—but here I am! Everything is so comfortable and restful and homelike; I walk from room to room and drink in the furnishings.

It is the most perfect house for children to be brought up in; with shadowy nooks for hide and seek, and open fireplaces for pop-corn, and an attic to romp in on rainy days and slippery banisters with a comfortable flat knob at the bottom, and a great big sunny kitchen, and a nice, fat, sunny cook who has lived in the family thirteen years and always saves out a piece of dough for the children to bake. Just the sight of such a house makes you want to be a child all over again.

And as for families! I never dreamed they could be so nice. Barbara has a father and mother and grandmother, and the sweetest three-year-old baby sister all over curls, and a medium-sized brother who always forgets to wipe his feet, and a big, good-looking brother named Jimmie, who is a junior at Princeton. 

Bruce's eyes scanned the words on the paper, his usually stoic expression revealing a flicker of surprise and something akin to dismay. He couldn't deny the unease that settled in his chest at the mention of this mysterious young man. The thought of Y/N, someone he had mentored and grown fond of, showing interest in someone else triggered an unexpected pang of discomfort.

A low groan escaped him as he set the letter down on the desk. The idea of Y/N having an interest in a man didn't sit well with him, stirring emotions he hadn't anticipated. He couldn't quite put his finger on why it bothered him so, but the realization that she might be drawn to someone outside their mentor-mentee relationship brought a sense of unrest.

Leaning back in his chair, Bruce ran a hand through his hair, contemplating how to react to Y/N's letter. He couldn't deny the connection they shared, and the notion of someone else vying for her attention created a subtle tension in the air. 

We have the jolliest times at the table— everybody laughs and jokes and talks at once, and we don't have to say grace beforehand. It's a relief not having to thank Somebody for every mouthful you eat. (I dare say I'm blasphemous; but you'd be, too, if you'd offered as much obligatory thanks as I have.)

Such a lot of “things we've done—I can't begin to tell you about them. Mr. Gordon is the Commissioner of Gotham and Christmas Eve he had a tree for the officers’ children. It was in the long packing room which was decorated with evergreens and holly. Jimmie Gordon was dressed as Santa Claus and Barbara and I helped him distribute the presents.

Dear me, Batman, but it was a funny sensation! I felt as benevolent as a Trustee of the John Grier home. I kissed one sweet, sticky little boy—but I don't think I patted any of them on the head!

And two days after Christmas, they gave a dance at their own house for ME. It was the first really true ball I ever attended—college doesn't count where we dance with girls. I had a new white evening gown (your Christmas present—many thanks) and long white gloves and white satin slippers. The only drawback to my perfect, utter, absolute happiness was the fact that Mrs. Lippett couldn't see me leading the cotillion with Jimmie Gordon. Tell her about it, please, the next time you visit the B. H.

Also, who should have been invited to this event but Mr. Bruce Wayne himself! Apparently he is friends with the Gordons and I had the opportunity to thank him again in person for the lovely chocolates. He introduced me to his friends and inquired about my education and recommended a book to me. In the most gentlemanly of actions, he sent the book to the Gordon home the next day with a note that I should keep the book and add it to my personal collection. He says that every respectable writer should have a collection of books and I find that I agree with him completely. I find myself dreaming of a day where i can live in a grand home and collect books to my heart’s content.

Yours ever,

Y/N Abbott

PS. Have you ever read Gulliver’s Travel? I wonder what you would think of such a fantastical novel!

PPS. Would you be terribly displeased, Bats, if I didn't turn out to be a Great Author after all, but just a Plain Girl?

[vvluvmai]

hi bae what if i requested a. dan heng x gn reader. uh. fluffy drabble teeeheee like slice of lifey w him <33

Omg yes yes, this might be a little short because i ran out of ideas and my brain stopped working :(( (and guys I definitely didn't go into yuzu's askbox first to ask them to request hehe-)

𝑭𝑺𝑴 ✩ 𝑨 𝑺𝑳𝑰𝑪𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬

warn. Some parts may be inaccurate?, gn reader

sum. How life with Dan heng would be (requested <3)

char. Dan Heng

wc. 823

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☕︎⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

𐑺 Life with Dan heng would be relaxing at most, with his calm and composed nature, arguments are kept low.

But of course, every couple isn't free from little disagreements, coming up with petty little fights, but calling yours arguments would be a dumb choice, which really are little witty comments, playful ones, being thrown at eachother in a playful manner.

𐑺 Knowing of his blunt nature, if the two of you live in different housings, it's common for him to be at your door, ringing the bell, with a simple, plain, excuse of "I can't sleep", just to be with his lover.

No matter how far you live away, Dan heng always makes it possible to visit you from long distances

𐑺 Sometimes, such excuses are used, he'd wake up from nightmares, sweating profusely, rushing to your door, wearing his shoes, pants and a button down, he'd ring the door in a panic.

Which of course, never fails to wake you up and rush downstairs.

𐑺 He's had his troubles, letting him cry into your shoulder is the best option available, comfort him please, this poor baby has had enough 😭

𐑺 For when the two of you live together and he yet again wakes up from a nightmare, and you aren't in the bed with him?

Instant death, he rummages through the entirety of the house, yelling your name.

You rushed back to him, explaining how you couldn't sleep and decided to catch up on some fresh air, staring at the sky's beautiful tears, which are the stars.

𐑺 omg when you bring him to gaze at the sky together to comfort him?

This man will give his life to you I swear

𐑺 Gifts are uncommon, but it's usual, fancy and expensive gifts are rare, with bouquet of roses he may or may not have stolen from the neighbour's backyard.. are most common.

𐑺 Something tells me that this man knows way too much about what a flower means and what the different types of colour mean 😭

𐑺 On missions, it's always usual for you to send the message first, due to him being so busy, he's not able to text first.

He's a focused man, meaning, he sometimes forgets to text his lover back or first.

𐑺 But worry not! He always comes home with plenty of sweets and gifts to enjoy, the biggest gift being him and his sweet voice whispering sweet nothings and sorrys into your ear <33

𐑺 He loves calm areas, so expect dates to be set at quiet areas, such as flower fields, libraries, etc etc

𐑺 Amazing cook tbh, while he lacks baking experience, his dumplings are to DIE for

You would be walking into the cafeteria knowing your food is the best out of everyone

𐑺 Will and shall make a bubble bath for you when you get home stressed and tired.

𐑺 Don't think he will leave you in the bubble bath all by yourself now <3

This man is obsessed with your hair and how smooth it is, so expect him to play with your hair for endless hours <33

𐑺 Loves to embrace you anywhere and everywhere, but never outside the comfort of your home.

𐑺 Yup, he's not a big pda guy :(

𐑺 But he will hold your hand though <3

Rubbing soothing circles on your palm with his thumb when in a crowd or a long stressful event, sometimes, even kissing your hand when the eyes of the people are on their phones.

But never over that.

𐑺 Please be interested in his hobbies, such as reading, he will literally cry from the effort and appreciation

𐑺 Speaking of the topic reading, if you lose the ability to sleep, he whispers stories, or sometimes read a book you might be interested in.

If you are intrigued but fell asleep, he will continue the story the next night <3

𐑺 Some nights are of freezing temperatures, which you may think result in you being the little spoon but no

This man can't handle the cold, so let him sleep as the little spoon plsplsplsplsplspls

𐑺 After warm baths, he falls asleep as soon as he hits the bed, with you cuddling him.

As you whisper sweet nothings into his ear, just like he does, his mind is kept worry-free, from nightmares and other hazards, his dreams being as loving as you, sometimes, resulting a dream of where the two are married, living the Disney life of happily ever after. A small smile and blush creeping up his face, which you didn't fail to notice.

"What must you be dreaming of now my little prince?" You sighed out in a whisper, causation of to not wake him of his wonderful dream.

You fell asleep as he moved closer to you.

Both figures relishing in eachother's warm embrace, keeping them at comfort. Knowing tomorrow will be the start of another week.

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[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Currently Watching - November

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 30.11.2023

A little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

Here you can find all of my gifs.

And if you want to show me something you think I might like, just let me know with #josistag

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in November with MDL links and a link for the trailer (if avaible). There are 18 coming up series this november... Sleep I love you, but we are going seperate ways this month!

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. 7 Days before Valentine (1/12 WeTV)

Hm... This was not what I expected. The acting was a little bit over the top. I don't know if I can stand Sunshine. The feeling this first episode gave me was kinda off. I don't know. Right now I don't know if I want to keep watching it.

2. Bake me please (2/6 on Gaga)

This series is so good! I really like Ohm and Guide together. Guide is such a sunshine and I like his character! This series deals with a lot of baking and childhood trauma and a sunshine and grumpy main couple and I love it!

3. Boys Like Boys (8/10 on Gaga)

Okay, I am officially invested! The story of eight taiwanese men who are on the search for love. It is messy and funny and of course I have my favorites! I wish I had waited for the show to finish, because then I could have watched the final and know if I can keep my hopes up or not... And there are twists and turns and some butterflies and I can't wait for the next episode.

4. Cooking Crush (1/12 on Youtube)

I have to admit beside Not Me, I am not the biggest fan of OffGun. Their slapstick humour is just not mine. I can't get the right feeling for this series right now. I will wait and see how it turns out with more episodes...

5. Last Twilight (3/12 on Youtube)

I got fucking emotional when Mhok read from The Little Prince and they had this whole big conversation through the book and I am in tears just thinking about it. The Little Prince is very special for me.

6. Pit Babe (2/13 on Youtube)

Ladies and Gentlemen! We have an Omegaverse! I am still in shock! I usually don't dive into the omegaverse, but I did read some webtoons. I am curious how they'll play it out. The first episode... I don't understand shit! I have no clue, what is going on. There are intrigues going on and I don't trust Charlie at the moment. But I couldn't care less because: Pavel! He could just sit there or walk in his driver's uniform and I would be happy!

7. Playboyy (3/14 on Gaga)

I am intrigued! I needed to call my best friend and tell her about what I have seen. Not just the amount of sex and masturbation and wet dreams, but the way it is filmed. I am intruígued! It looks like a romantic dream combined with porn. And I am looking forward to next week and the weeks to come, because it is so interesting!

8. The Sign (1/12 on Youtube)

I am already in love with this series! Mystical elements, a good chemistry between the actors, some fighting, naked men... What else could I wish for... Oh yeah, and an accidental kiss 😂 But I still enjoyed it so much! And I can't wait fot next week!

9. Twins (4/12 on Gaga)

I don't know what it is. The story is... nothing special. The acting is okayish. Sprite's/Zee's facial expression need some time to get used to. And yet, I like this show! It is one of my most anticipated watches of the week. I like First and I LOVE enemies to lovers 😅 It is one of my weak spots!

Finished in November

Series

1. I feel you linger in the air (12/12 on Gaga)

This is one of my favorite series from this year, if not the best one! It is such a good and well written story about love and building a home, trusting in love and people again, fight against the rules and love the people who deserve your love. I am not as heartbroken than I thought, but I miss them already, like five minutes after it ended. Jom and Yai's love is a love that can overcome all kinds of barriers like time and I love that so much! I love this series so so much! And they confirmed a second season? Now I am afraid and excited? A true 10 out of 10!

2. Dangerous Romance (12/12 on Youtube)

I like Perth and Chimon together, even though their characters can be a little bit cheesy or bromancy. Over all I liked the series, even though I was searching for the danger in the romance. It lost a litle bit of the tension in its second half. Not a bad series, but also nothing special. A solid 7 out of 10.

3. Kimi to Nara Koi wo Shite Mite mo / If it's with you (5/5 on Gaga)

It is sweet and has the typical japanese vibe, you know? The crickets and circades are very much present in the the background and it feels kind of cosy. My japanese vibe. The story itself is sweet. I like the fact that the Amane is open and sure about his sexuality, even though he has experienced homophobia and tries to hide behind a smiling mask. This is a really wholesome watch for the coming darker days. I gave it a 9 out of 10.

4. Kiseki: Dear to me (12/13 on Viki and Gaga)

Okay, this series started strong for me and got really messy and lame in the second half... Well, way before this to be honest. The only reason I was watching in the end were Ai Di and Chen Yi. Their relationship was such a great add up to this mess. Yes, it was messy and I wish they would have communicated earlier, but I love their tenderness and their love in the end. The main couple... I really couldn't care less in the end. And the story was... not that interesting and a little bit confusing at times. Overall an 7,5 out of 10 and that's because of Ai Di and Cen Yi.

5. You are mine (10/10 on Viki and Gaga)

The lovestory between a very demanding chef, who terrorise his employees and his easygoing new male secretary who can give good massages. And the lack of communication is really bothering me at this point. Instead of just going after your secretary, perhaps try and talk to him about your feelings? Argh... Okay, the last episode was just a display of affection and fluff and it was really cute. But it couldn't help a bad series to become a good one. They can kiss, yes, but overall it was not that good. So just a 5,5 out of 10 for me.

6. A Breeze Of Love (8/8 on iQiyi)

I love this one! It is short and cute and for once I understand the problem. The execution was a little whacky, but hey, I really don't care because it was just that cute! The two mains have very good chemistry and are believable. And I am totally in love with them. It has sport and kind of enemies to lovers so checks for me and it is korean. Yeah, that is definitely worth a watch and I guess I will rewatch it from time to time, whenever I need something wholesome and cute. A 10 out of 10 for me.

7. One Room Angel (6/6 on Gaga)

It started out as a very depressing series. It kept this feeling through the whole show, but it never said, that it has to be like that forever. There were always hints, that life can get better. That you are enough and that you are worth it, worth of living, worth of loving and worth of being loved. I mean it ended with this line: I received and was able to give. Even someone like me had something I can do. So probably, life isn't so bad." And that was the point where I lost it completely. A solid 8 out of 10 for me.

Movie

1. Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo Tabetai

This one is a sweet and quiet movie. Well the character Aki is not that quiet, but in this movie there is not that much drama or angst. It is stacked with food and I got so hungry watching it! The food really looks delicious! It is not a bromance. You definitely can see that these two love each other and there are so many hints, that they want to spend the rest of their lives together. And as far as I know there should be a second movie. Fingers crossed! For me a solid 7,5 out of 10

Short Film

Dropped/On-Hold in November

Looking forward to in November

Twins - MDL - Trailer (Nov 3rd on GagaOOLala)

Boy Drenched in Water - MDL (Nov 8th on GagaOOLala)

A Breeze Of Love - MDL - Trailer (Nov 10th on iQiyi)

Last Twilight - MDL - Trailer (Nov 10th on Youtube)

Middleman's Love - MDL - Trailer (Nov 10th on iQiyi)

Beyond the Star - MDL - Pilot (Nov 11th on iQiyi)

Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo Tabetai - MDL (Nov 15th on GagaOOLala)

Playboyy - MDL - Trailer (uncensored) - Trailer (censored) (Nov 16th on GagaOOLala)

Wheels and Axle - MDL (Nov 17th on TBA)

Pit Babe - MDL - Trailer (Nov 17th on iQiyi)

Bake Me Please - MDL - Teaser (Nov 19th on iQiyi / Gaga)

7 Days Before Valentine - MDL - Trailer (Nov 22nd on Youtube)

VIP Only - MDL - Teaser (Nov 24th on Viki & Gaga)

The Sign - MDL - Trailer (Nov 25th on Youtube)

Cooking Crush - MDL - Trailer (Nov 26th on Youtube)

The Whisperer - MDL - Trailer (Nov 26th TBA)

For Him - MDL - Pilot (Nov 30th on iQiyi)

Wuju Bakery - MDL - Trailer (TBA)

Night Dream - MDL (TBA)

Boyy Of God - MDL - Teaser (TBA)

[petitelepus]

Hello! I saw you’re doing Demon Slayer Match ups and wanted to request one! I’m fine with both the humans and the demons, with NSFW and SFW are also welcome! I would like the normal matches, I’m 21 years old, hope all this information helps

Zodiac: Pisces

Pronouns: She/Her and They/Them

Sexuality: Bisexual Bigender Demiaromantic

Hobbies: Singing, Reading, Playing video games, making Loom band chains, baking cookies, bread, and cakes.

Appearance: I’m a bit more on the chubbier side, 5’4 and have long curly black hair. I usually wear glasses for being near sighted but forget to wear them all the time. I have dark brown eyes and I’m curvy. Have scars around my chest from two reduction surgeries

Personality Traits: Extremely Empathetic, Loyal, Hard headed, Sensitive

Facts about myself: I tend to put others way before myself, to the point I don’t care for myself as much. I have ADHD and Social Anxiety Disorder, with recently diagnosed autism, and I come from a family of Brazilians and Porto Rican’s. I tend to have a soft spot for children and end up being an unintentional babysitter/older sister type. Rhythm games are a big part of my life and Greek mythology is a big thing for me. Turned stress eating to stress baking to try and help with weight loss. I mainly specialize in baking different cookies, but I also make a mean chocolate cake. Sudden loud noises set me off and I tend to carry headphones with me now for music to make me feel better

I match you with Kyojuro Rengoku!

Kyojuro fell for your kindness and how you care for others. You're always thinking of others before yourself, especially young children. This trait of yours is admirable and he doesn't let you think any less of yourself.

Like you said, you are extremely empathic and you value emotional connection above everything else. The Flame Hashira is the same, he wants that deeper level of understanding with his partners.

Kyojuro is an extremely thoughtful person and will take notice of all your disorders, pronounces, and sexualities. If there is something he doesn't know about, he will ask because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. Your happiness and comfort are his main priorities.

Speaking of your comforts, he knows that he can be loud and he tries to control it. When he shouts and sees you flinch, he immediately feels horrible and lowers his voice to whisper how sorry he is, he didn't realize he was that loud.

Kyojuro doesn't mind your scars one bit. Nope, he understands that they are something you couldn't help and he always tells you how your scars tell what you have gone through and how strong you really are. You're truly beautiful to him, no matter what.

He will occasionally remind you to wear your glasses with a small chuckle about how cute you are.

The Hashira is also impressed by your knowledge of Greek mythology and will occasionally ask you to tell him a story about something that you especially like.

The man loves to hear you sing when you think no one is around and your peaceful face is so cute when you are reading something you like.

Kyojuro doesn't really understand rhythm games, but he is a quick learner and with your assistance, he can become a fierce rival to you.

This man lives with your cooking. While you're not necessarily a cook, your baking skills are off the roof!

Whenever he smells something sweet, he knows you are behind it. He will come to see what you are making, but beware because when you turn to get the icing, he will snatch a couple of cookies that were cooling off.

Hide the cake if you know what's best for it!

When in the bedroom, Kyojuro makes sure to kiss every scar and every mark there is and tells you how gorgeous you are. He never, not even once have thought negatively about you and he wants you to see and realize just how beautiful you are to him.

Maybe with time and some luck, you might at one point or another have a child of your own who will be spoiled rotten by mommy and daddy.

[palettepainter]

Tell me every single idea you have about Anastasia and Tina PLEASE

I must know their dynamic

Be careful what you ask for-

Adjusting a bit of info on Anastasia's past but overall it mostly remains the same

Spoilers to Muppets Mayhem if you haven't seen it! Which you should have by now it's amazing

-So Tina says the dental practise is a family business. This is only half true. Anastasia grew up dirt poor, but thanks to her spunks and charms as a kid she was a very beloved kid of the town and by her neighbours. Anastasia's family, as well as possessing weird magic (Anastasia likes to change up the story of how it was her family discovered they had magic, when in reality, no one actually knows), have always been very, very good cooks: pretty much any traditional New Orleans dish they can make. Anastasia and her parents eventually found work in a food pantry/soup kitchen, their food becoming so popular that they took over the establishment when the previous owner retired. While Anastasia was happy she was bored of small town life, so joined a travelling circus young, went on to meet her long best friend Nemis and get offered a place in a gifted girls school, but she then returned back to her roots in New Orleans where she resides in the bayou

-Tina as an adult is nothing like her child self. Tina was an adventurous, rambunctious little sweetheart with a heart of gold, and Anastasia adores her. Anastasia works as a fortune teller and sells magically enchanted objects, while also making occasionally appearances in the soup kitchen which she passed onto one of the trusted volunteers to care for. Tina never did get any magical abilities like Anne, which though was a little shocking, Anastaisa still loved her little wild gooseberry! Since Tina didn't have magic Anne and her bonded through their love and talent for baking, half the time it ended in a mess but they had fun

-(I did a bit of research for this one on New Orleans and witch craft so please correct me if I got another wrong!) While witchcraft and the practise of voodoo are popular in New Orleans, with those who practise voodoo using spirits as guides to give answers, host healing rituals through dance and music, often being seen as very wise and knowing, the whole idea of witchcraft outside of New Orleans has a pretty bad rep. Tina would eventually learn of this through tourists who weren't local that would give her mother weird stares and whisper things not so quietly behind their backs. In her teen years, when Tina was her most self conscious as any other teen is, she no longer liked it when her mother would use funny made up words in public, she didn't like it when her mother would randomly burst into dance with locals, or when she coed over a little swarm of baby gators, and especially when she'd wrap her long noodly arms around her and pull her into a sudden hug. Anastasia can be a bit overbearing without realising, and at the time didn't understand Tina's need for space, which eventually lead to Tina going to uni like Anne and Arthur did where she met Gerald (Gerald is the one with the family dental practise)

-Things that follow are sorta like how things went in the greatest showman. Tina is introduced to Gerald's family at their dental practise and gets a taste of what a more...well, normal living is like away from all the strangeness her mother seems to radiate. Anne is of course happy for Tina, but can't help but feel that - after a while - maybe, Tina might just be...avoiding her? Tina's always around at this Gerald's house with his family, why couldn't Tina bring Gerald over to theirs for dinner?? It's not like Anne couldn't easily cook up food for them? This eventually leads to tension between Anne and Tina, which goes on for years (for a little while Anne was incredibly bitter towards Gerald, not wanting to admit that maybe she might be at fault - after seeing the error of her ways she sends Gerald a very big I'm sorry letter and they've since made amends). Any interaction between Tina and Anne in public is laced with awkwardness from both parties: Tina often putting on her cheery, best worker smile face while trying to wrap up the conversation while Anne tries to be polite, but can't quite help it if she's a little blunt - still feeling like Tina was trying to shove her out of the picture

-It's only when Gerald and Tina find out they're gonna have a son does Gerald convince Tina to try and make amends with Anne. Anne is of course very surprised when Tina shows up on the doorstep one day, but can't suppress her joy when she's told she's going to be a grandma. Things go smoothly for a few years, if you don't count the times Tina tried to persuade her mother to move into a home, everything was looking to be getting better!...However, Tina still had so many rules for Anne when it came to Teeth, it made Anne feel like Tina didn't trust her. Yes she lives in a bayou, yes she feeds the crocs like they're big, scary pigeons but she's not a hazard to her grandson. Anne follows the rules with a roll of her eyes and a promise she'll keep Teeth safe...well, most of the rules anyway. I'm not too sure what exactly, but eventually while Anne and Teeth are out on the bayou having a little fun grandma, grandson adventure, Teeth ends up loosing his tooth (picture that scene with Denis from Hotel Translvania 2). Teeth is perfectly unharmed despite loosing his tooth and happily shows it to his mother...who had a passionate reaction at the news.

Gerald takes Teeth outside to the dental bus while Tina and Anastasia have a very long "talk" inside. Both got angry and may have said some hurtful things, things they both regret and didn't really mean at the time. Any other meetings Teeth had with his grandma where rare, it took a lot of begging to get his mother to agree. Anastasia pretends nothing ever happened whenever Teeth as a kiddo would ask about that day, but as a young adult he learns that maybe theres some unsettled issues between his Momma and Grammy

-Eventually after the events of Muppets Mayhem Tina and Anastasia reunite after years and fix things, it takes a bit of work, but they soon learn how to be family again

[wheneclipsefalls]

This 🥔 is the icon of ❤🧡💛💚💙💜🫂...

BABE—— Please, do not leave the credit to me only!!! Please know that you're one of the most amazing, talented, beautiful writer that I ever known!!! I honestly can't count the total of my fingers for how many times I've reread it again and again! Thank you so much for fulfilling my wish and desire to read an alpha x beta dynamic fiction work for Neteyam and readerreader❤🧡💛💚💙💜🫂

I'm not gonna lie. I was scared that you won't accept it at first. And here, I need to admit the hilariously long request of the first alpha Neteyam x beta reader is me too. I was about to dig my grave but, oh, your words lighten up me and part of my world. So, I decided, let me throw in another request that has more flexible for the writer, and thus, it came the great masterpiece of yours!!!

The fact there weren't many piece of alpha x beta dynamic in most of my favorite OTPs always left me sad. And I'm not a good writer to be honest, and I'm also not good with keeping tabs. So, there wasn't an official work of mine. Which is why I want to thank you so much for fulfilling a gal's dream🥺🥺

Speaking of which, I would like to gratitude my blissful happiness by writing a snippet of alpha Neteyam x beta reader (but different concept) I would likely throw in by still being 🥔 if you don't mind and would like to read it, it might take days, though.

Of all things happened, this made up my day when I thought it could be worse. Thank you for everything, Eclipse. And now, I can't wait more for the... Ma Neteyam series😌😎😏

By the way, since you probably be working it for a long time. I won't bother you in the very meantime, but I must tell you that I have one and another two tempting ideas that can be considered a second and third to alpha Neteyam x beta reader, but it won't surround to them (instead, it's Kiri x Ao'nung, Lo'ak x Tsireya), if you ever feel the desire to write so, just shout out to me. Sayyyy... 🥔!!! I'm saying this because you're the one I feel like possible to bring out this dynamic, and I trust you ❤🧡💛💚💙💜🫂. I would only briefly describe a bit of the concept too and the dynamic still totally goes with you❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Gosh, I'm seriously taking up to much space and words at this point. Even so, I sincerely wish you could feel my gratitude upon these messages. I'm not good with words, and there is probably grammar mistake, but it is all I want to tell you. Thank you so much for everything🫶🫶. And, do call me... 🥔 (honestly, it's the only thing that could never go wrong in any cookings and baking and snacking etc., unless it's in the wrong hands😱😱😱)

Bye, and have a nice day everyday. 😘😉🥰.

Oh my gosh HEY BABE IT'S YOU🥳! This makes me even happier that I was able to fulfill your request. Truly it was so much fun! I agree there really are not many alpha x beta stories in certain fandoms, but I guess that is true for omegaverse in general. I started writing omegaverse for Avatar just because I couldn't find many stories with the full dynamic and second gender stuff so it always makes me happy to see that I'm not the only one that enjoys it! (Honestly when I first posted Ma Neteyam I was worried people would find it so bizarre😅)

And YES! I would absolutely love to read whatever you write (but also do not feel pressured to do it just to make me happy)! You are seriously so adorable, bestie!😘 You're kind words are so greatly appreciated, they make me smile to big! Writing brings me so much joy and I'm just happy to get to share it with people 🥲, especially those that understand my Avatar obsession haha.

My request box is getting a little full and I do need to focus on Ma Neteyam for a week or so but you could always just throw it in there. It gives me time to let the idea stew and plot for it. Most of my creative process is me just daydreaming about different possibilities while I'm at work or school😂

(Your comment about potatoes has me literally cackling!🤣🤣 If I was told I have to pick one food only to eat for the rest of my life I would choose potatoes because there are a million ways to make them and EVERY SINGLE ONE is so freakin good!)

My inbox is always open for you, love <3 I hope you have the best day!

[deadricslover]

"my heaven on earth"

here's my Masterlist!

he is so fucking attractive omg

a/n: not my gif! I got this as a request but I deleted it on accident😬. your requests are so good and because of that I would never tell u f off. maybe we should team up? im kidding don't worry. Was this a trope in a book? I think it was.

If you're in a relationship like the reader in this then please don't hesitate to get help. like Bruce says towards the end of this 'you have a right to be sad, even if he can't see that his behaviour is hurting you then that's enough'. that will make more sense when you read it lol. there are so many people or there for you so there's no need not to go to them <;3

summary: Richard is your soon to be ex boyfriend who has a tendency to act out and make you feel bad about yourself. One night you have had enough of it and decide to leave him for good this time, you don't have any other option but to go to your best friend Bruce for comfort and boy that is what he gave you.

warnings: mental abuse, angst, body dysmorphia, use of y/n, sexism, body shaming, language, pet names, pls tell me if I missed anything!

pairings: bale!Bruce Wayne X fem! reader. oc!ex bf X fem!reader

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Lord, you adored your boyfriend, Richard. He was great in every way. In every way, from setting up dates, prioritizing you, in bed and everything else that comes with being in a partnership. You'd go to any length for him, and he'd reciprocate. You'd say meeting him was the most memorable experience of your life.

But you also despised him. Every blood cell in his body, every word he said, every strand of hair on his head, his odour, practically everything about that jerk. Your relationship with Richard was so perplexing; one minute you despised his guts, the next you loved him and felt sorry for him because of all you said to him in the previous argument. Nobody knew about it, you didn't know who to turn to for help, and even if you did, you'd think you were being dramatic because maybe this is how a normal relationship works. 'No matter how big or small, if it's making you feel that horrible, it has to be fixed' your best friend, Bruce, used to say when you're sad. You had no idea what you had done to deserve him. You couldn't talk to Bruce about Richard since he knew him and might not believe you.

You were currently waiting for Richard to return from who knows where to his flat. There was no need for him to be angry with you tonight because you had cleaned the place and made dinner. So you thought. When the stench of burning touched your nose, you panicked and dashed over to check the timer, only to discover you had set it for ten hours instead of one. How did you do that? The dish had been baking for about two hours. Is it possible to save it? No way, because the bottom of the oven pasta you cooked had turned black and crunchy. The front door flew open at precisely the right moment.

"People are such jerks," he screams, slamming his keys on the table and pausing for a moment to catch his breath and re-compose himself. Your fear grows as you realize he could turn on you.

"Welcome home," you say with your back to him, trying not to make any assumptions. People can be angry for a short period of time, right? Richard, apparently not. He takes his hands away from his face and asks

"Baby, what's the smell?"

"Oh, silly me just burned dinner. It's not a big problem. we can order takeout."

"Take out?! again?! Do you want me getting fat?! Get a life, I don't want to look like you." Angry, he says, hurting your feelings over again. You think you'd get used to this, but you really don't. Each time it feels like your heart gets ripped out over and over again and in your eyes, you gain five pounds each time too.

"Fine. What do you want?" You turn around, visibly irritated.

"I don't know! While men are at work, women are supposed to take care of dinner! Not burn it and starve me! "He says loudly, startling you and making you fear that there will be another fallout. Goosebumps rise on your skin as your eyes expand slightly in panic. You're not sure what came over you at the time, but something did, and you regret it deeply.

"that's it. Richard, I'm sick to death of you constantly making me feel like shit! You treat me as though I'm useless, and I hate it."

"Do I? yeah? Sounds familiar, right? kinda similar to how you treat yourself maybe?" He says this as he approaches your face, crouching down slightly to reach your level. That was an experience you'd never forget. Tears welled up in your eyes from anguish and hurt, but mostly from disbelief. You know what Richard is like, but you never expected him to go that far. But then again, with him, you never know.

"Are you fucking crying?! Are you fucking kidding me? Grown ass woman crying over the smallest thing. Woman, I'm just telling you the truth and if you can't handle that then you're weaker than I ever fucking thought" He continues to rant. You're trying to block out his snide remarks, but the next stage of Richard's meltdowns usually has you feeling sorry for him. You do your hardest not to listen in, but it's difficult with Richard because he's so loud. How come your neighbors haven't phoned 911 or even been over to see if we're all right every fucking night when the screaming starts? I'm at a loss for words, I haven't a clue.

"yeah, Dick, I have a reason to cry, like usual! You, the meanest fucker on the planet, are continuously hurting my feelings, dragging me down, and making me feel worthless. I'm done with this bullshit; I couldn't care less. Do whatever you want with me; I'm leaving." You vehemently exclaim. He hates it when you call him dick but it's the perfect time for it isn't it. You've tried to leave before, but he always finds a way to keep you or force you to return. You never left, whether it was 'weeping' or seducing you. Until Now. You dash to your room, grabbing your wallet, shoes, and jacket before pushing past Richard and racing out the door, ignoring his pleadings and begs.

You made it out of the building and onto the sidewalk without him chasing you down or shouting at you from his window to stay. You didn't know where to go. For the first time in your life, you were at a loss. You had no idea what to do next because it was incredibly late and you knew there would be no coffee shops open to let you camp there and to figure out your next move. Going to your family was out of the question because they were too far away and you also didn't want to bother them or them asking what was going on and why you were here. A thought occurred to you. Bruce. He is usually out at ungodly hours, but you couldn't risk it. But what other option did you have? You begin walking with only yourself and your thoughts, making your way to The all-too-familiar Wayne tower. Once you reach your destination through the dark streets and past the odd cat meowing at you, you take a deep breath and gather strength for the knock you'll make on the door a few moments after. The door swings open to Bruce in a hoodie, clearly already awake before your arrival.

"Y/n. what are you doing here? It's the middle of the night"

"i'm sorry" you squeak out and he instantly knows your sad.

" Come inside and get a blanket, the heater's not working so they're the only source of warmth I have right now" he says, his voice tired and gravelly.

Bruce couldnt piece together what it was but he knew you needed comforting. So that's what he's going to give you. He saw it was you standing infront of the door through the window so he did something rash and turned off the heater on the way to the door so it would give him an exuse to be closer to you in hopes of giving you some comfort without instantly hugging you like he wanted so desperately to do.

"Sorry for barging in this early in the morning" you squeak out still not having the energy to say anything louder.

"I enjoy your company at all hours, Y/n. It's actually perfect, I was up anyway and bored for something to do and you being here is the best thing for that" He tells you the truth somehow mysteriously knowing exactly what you needed to hear. Tears welled in your eyes at the comment and you couldn't help but let them form. Bruce saw this and immediately stepped forward to give you the most comforting hug possible, Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, you reciprocating the action around his waist while he places his chin on top of your hair nuzzling his nose into your locks letting you sob quietly for a few moments. Bruce slowly brings the two of you over to the couch sitting down where he was previously alone and tucks the blanket around you, taking the wallet and phone out of your hands and placing them on the coffee table before removing your jacket for added comfort. Moments more go by and his natural scent is slowly comforting you and calming you down. Bruce knew this too, so he slowly stopped planting gentle kisses to your head and moved his head back to see your puffy face.

"You wanna tell me what's up? Why your pretty face is stained with tears?" he enquires gently with a soft face filled with remorse.

"It's nothing I'm just being dramatic" you reply knowing already that he is going to say something your middle aged mom would say when your were younger.

"sweetheart, if it's bothering you that much then it's clearly not nothing. You can talk to me" he says as he starts rubbing circles on your upper arm with his thumb

"No, really it's ok I just had nowhere else to go"

"No where else to go? could you not go home to Richard?" he asks confused. A wave of panic washes over you when he asks this because you would have no reason not to go home usually. You stare at Bruce in thought for a few moments trying to come up with ideas for a lie, but nothing pops into mind.

"Y/n, Why couldn't you go back to Richard?" He says as his face drops in realisation. Notice how he didn't say 'home' he said 'back to Richard?'. I have no problem going home, as long as Richard isn't there.

"I...uhm...it's- it's complicated you wouldn't understand" you stall in thought

"oh, hon. I think I do" His eyes now glimmer with sadness. You shake your head in response not being able to form a sentence right now in fear you will fuel Bruce's theories that are completely correct. This is exactly why you didn't want to come here, Bruce would feel bad, hate Richard and possibly go after him. You hated putting this on Bruce but then again you had nobody or nowhere else to go. He grabs you and gently pulls you in cautious that you may not be up for any more physical touch.

"y/n, does Richard scare you?" he asks gently to which you nod your head hesitantly

"well, does he hurt you... mentally or physically?" he continues to which again you just nod.

"both?" he asks in disbelief. You shake your head and back away to look at his face

"no" you squeak out

"then, which one?" you can't even think about it any more so you just break down again feeling like you're annoying Bruce with this whole situation

"I need to hear you say it, sweets" he presses.

you explain with heaps of hesitation what was going on and Bruce's reaction to it all was the hardest part to endure. His lips turned downwards as his eyes started to fill with tears. He looked like a sad lost puppy. His dark eyebrows furrowing in sadness and confusion, him stopping drawing circles on your upward bent knee when he takes in a new piece of information that kept getting worse as the story went on. But overall Bruce listened the entire time comforting you but also not pressuring you to talk about it as he knows that you may not feel up to it right now. He seems to have restricted his physical touch on you because he's not sure if you're completely comfortable with it. He couldn't even imagine that someone would want to do something like that- especially to you! In Bruce's eyes you are the most perfect human being, inside and out. You're bubbly, kind personality boosting your physical appearance was the most comforting presence to him and seeing that all of that has been broken down by someone boils his blood, but most of all makes him feel endless amounts of pity towards you. When you are ending your paragraph, Bruce sees that you are fiddling with the seam of your hoodie sleeve while stalling and not telling him the next part straight away. He realises that this is something you want to keep to yourself for a bit so he respects that and interrupts your jumble of nonsense.

"you don't have to." he coos softly as his left hand that is draped over the back of the couch behind you plays with your hair lightly.

"You have no idea how sorry for you I am, petal. But I'm so so proud of you that you got away from him and told me about it, because that must have been so hard to do. It must have taken so much bravery that I know you have because you are one of the strongest people I know and I applaud you for that. Why didn't you come to me sooner?" you can hear his voice quivering in sadness although he tries to mask it for your sake.

"I don't want you feeling sorry for me, Bruce. But telling someone about a situation like this is unbelievably hard to do. And I thought maybe I was being overly sensitive about it and th-" Bruce had to take a second to process what you just said. He couldn't believe that you would even think that.

"Hey. No. You are not being sensitive about any of this. What you just told me showed how big of an asshole he is, you are definitely not being overdramatic. Why would you even think that?! And even if none of what you just told me was true --which it is-- you have a right to be sad, if he can't see that his behaviour is hurting you then that's enough." God, you were thankful you had someone as perfect as Bruce in your life. If you didn't you had no idea what you would do, you were unbelievably lucky to have him.

"I love you, Bruce, thank you for everything"

"I love you so much more. There's no need to be thankful, anybody would do this for their favourite person" he replies melting your heart for the one thousandth time.

"You can take my bed, I'll stay on the couch. Okay?" he inquires hearing your uneven, lazy breaths and seeing your yawns

"No, I couldn't ask you to do that. I'll go back home it's alright. He's probably asleep now" you try to reason but Bruce was not having it.

"No. That is not happening. I will go over tomorrow to get your stuff and you are going to stay here with me, you never have to see that bastard ever again. You hear me?" wow, he's perfect. You put on a thankful face and throw yourself forward for a hug which he instantly reciprocates and squeezed you slightly, kissing the top of your head.

"Promise me two things?" you ask in hope

"anything" he responds

"one. you don't beat him up when you go over tomorrow." you state which earns a heartfelt soft laugh from him. feeling his vibrations from the sound and the way his body moved when he let it out was one of the best feelings.

"no promises. He did make my heaven on earth feel miserable" he had to stop this or else you're going to fall in love with him....................

"I'm serious, Wayne. And second. You stay with me in your bed. I don't want to be alone. I already felt so alone before this so."

"of course, my love. anything for you." right there and then you felt safe. you knew everything would be ok and Bruce would be there for you no matter what happens like the god he is.

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PT.2 here!

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hi can you pls write something for natsuki? with an s/o who also bakes, but they messed up baking a batch of cookies (if u can, the cookies didnt cook evenly?) so they get upset, and natsuki comforts them? sorry if this is too specific

Hello, of course it's okay! There's nothing too specific that would be weird. Thank you for requesting!

I'm assuming this is a genderneutral s/o, so I tried my best to write it as such. I hope you enjoy!

Fandom: Doki Doki Literature Club | Pairing: Genderneutral Reader x Natsuki (DDLC) | Characters: Natsuki (DDLC), Literature Club (mentioned) | Timeline: Normal timeline, no glitches | Warnings: None

You nearly slammed the tray onto the counter, groaning in frustration.

You didn't even know how this happened. You mixed it all perfectly, all the right measurements. Yet the cookies didn't spread or rise properly, the bottom was a little burnt while the top was still soft. You didn't understand.

You were so eager. The girls were in the living room waiting and it made you so eager to impress them. To impress Natsuki. And now look where your pride got you…

You placed your head in your hands, completely crushed by this. The girls might as well go home and forget about the cookies..

That was when you heard footsteps coming into the kitchen, followed by a voice.

"Hey, you good?" 

....That sweet voice you'd recognize anywhere.

You looked up to see Natsuki by the door, simply greeting her and.. not really answering her question.

She walked over to you, from the way you were hunched over at the counter she could guess you weren't really doing too well. She glanced over at your cookies then back at you, you didn't meet her eyes.

"Alright, what's going on? Baking trouble?" She sighed, "I told you, if you needed help you coulda just asked-"

You told her no. She stopped abruptly to look back at you, confused. You told her you needed to do this on your own, but you managed to mess this up big time, and you didn't even know how.

You said you wanted to impress her, and the girls. To make her proud of your baking. You've done this before, how could you not now?? Cookies are so simple! You groaned into your hands. You tell her you couldn't do it perfectly like she could, you say sorry.

Natsuki scoffed, "Well, duh! Of course not! That's cuz I have experience!" She said loudly, she just proved your point…

"And in my years of experience, I learned that no matter what you do, you're always gonna mess something up!" She continued, placing a hand on your shoulder. 

"It's just the way it is. Maybe you put a little bit too much flour, maybe you left it in the fridge for too long, hell, even preheating the oven might've messed it up!" You looked over at her, she had a little grin on her face. The kind that was confident, but also telling you that.. you should be confident too.

"That doesn't make you any less of a baker. Even the coolest bakers make mistakes sometimes! It just proves you're human," She shrugged, then took a cookie from the tray. Since it had cooled, the top part was more solid now.

Natsuki took a bite. She hummed in approval. 

"And this is still pretty good! It's chewy, it's sweet, and though it's a little thick, it's still good! No idea what you're beatin' yourself up over.." 

She looked back up at you with a smile, you could tell she was trying to comfort you, but is still genuine. Her words made you smile warmly at her.

Seeing that, Natsuki's face flushed a little and she looked away. "W-Well, it's not as good as my cookies, obviously. But it's still edible at least…." You chuckled at her reverting back to her old tsundere-esque personality. 

You placed a hand on her neck and kissed her on the cheek, you then told her thank you for making you feel better. 

As you expected, she blushed bright pink and started stuttering. You snicker. "Wh-Whatever! Just, stop beating yourself over stupid things, dummy." She punched you playfully on the arm.

"Now, come on. Let's give this to the girls, they're gonna end up watching Twilight if we don't hurry."

You laughed and agreed, taking the tray of cookies and following Natsuki.