#Dabble

[lady-ashfade]

Can i request reader comforting Rhaenyra after she comes back from finding Luke ☹️☹️

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Mother!Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader (dabble)

╰･ﾟ✧☽ words: 376

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: Angst/comfort, mourning, short fic, we mourn with you my queen.

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Dragonstone was empty without your brother.

his death provoked the real war and mourning, a mother without her child is ruthless and cruel. And your mother had been lost and looking for any sign it was true, that her son has dead and he will never been in her arms again.

the womb you once shared together, the air you breathed together, and the laughs you had with him could never be shared again. lucaerys was your twin flame even hatched dragons together and both of them had died.

so you did all you could do and distract yourself from the anger inside and watched over the barricade with rhaenys. the throne had been taken by your uncle and more then one sibling lost.

“I want Aemond Targaryen.” hearing her trembling voice and the look in her eyes was hard for the whole council to hear. Rhaenyra walked away quietly, the only words you heard from her in weeks. it pained you to see the state she was in.

you followed immediately after her to give her something, anything to help. even if you needed to fly to kingsland yourself for her command.

“Mother,” your hand rested on the open door to her chambers wondering if you should be there. you had no idea that pain she felt, “I wish to speak to you.” with teary eyes she looked at you and welcomed you in, no noise leaving her lips. walking forward the words disappeared from your mind and anxiety filled you. taking a seat in front of her you played with your hands to ground yourself from breaking in front of her.

she looked at you and you could tell it was hard to do so. you had close similarities to your brother, the same once’s you stare at every night to see him. however maybe the right words aren’t spoken at all.

You reached forward to hug her but gave her time to pull away from you if she needed but she grabbed ahold of you as fast as she could. wrapping you up in her arms she broken down in tears. her cries broke you and made you sink into her touch.

“We’ll make them pay,” you lean your head against hers.

“For Lucaerys.”

[nastyc2nt]

Hanta sero being the biggest fuck boy around, and izuku being sensitive and inexperienced leads to many things

Like izuku begging sero to teach him to fuck you. And trust me he’s writhing. Red faced, maybe teary. He’s so embarrassed. And sero just drinks it up. “Yeah? You want me to teach you to fuck your girl?” Or something slightly condescending.

Of course hanta agrees cause you’re hot. So he’s sitting behind you, against the headboard. While he shows izuku how to make you cum in every way.

First lesson was fingers, second was tongue, third was his dick. And after was toys he lended you both. Fingers started out tricky, but sero was fairly hands on, resulting in four fingers in you rather than two. Izukus personal favourite was the vibrators. Something about being as desperate and pathetic as him, turned him on.

Something about the condescending attitude plus the whiny pathetic behaviour goes crazy. (Side note. If you want it to be even more freaky. Make izuku the fuckboy and bakugo the pathetic one. “I guess you’ll always be second place to me kacchan.’ Or something even more diva-ish.)

🫀

I’m literally going crazy, i wouldn’t have thought of this on my own and i’m so grateful you brought this to my attention—

Sero is a very good choice because he’s so experienced!! Poor Izuku wouldn’t know what to do, he’s never had a girlfriend before!!

She/Her and Born at birth anatomy.

{idk where katsuki came in from, but I literally breath for cocky izuku. Will make a small dabble if you send in something about cocky izuku and katsuki}

{Also saw chubby reader for some reason- BUT EVERYTHINH WORKS}

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“Don’t just whine,” sero sternly shouted at the green haired man that was too lost in your pussy to think of anything else. Izuku has been trying so hard to learn everything, and has been getting so turned on with how pathetic you looked when you’ve been overstimulated.

“M’sorry,” he opened his eyes and focused on fucking you just right instead of his own needs, he tries to reach deep and use his cock with the tips sero gave him! And he listened to how you like it as well.

Sero rolls his eyes and grabs izukus hand from behind you, his other hand still grabbing your waist and you lean back onto his chest. “Play with her clit like a man! I thought the number one hero could please his girlfriend,” he looks down at you, your eyes half open as you look at your boyfriend. He recalled your defenses against izuku being a bad lover throughout the evening but never once said no, or that what sero did wasn’t right.

You moan and whimper when izuku started to play with your overused clit and started to squirm underneath both their holds, but sero made sure to keep you still. “See? Ain’t that a precious sight,” he hated to admit, if you were to find yourself single — he’d fuck you so good. But he has more respect for izuku then to pull you away from him.

Izuku had enough of the hunger in Seros eyes, he knew it was strange to get jealous when he literally asked for this.

You yelped when izuku pressed your leg up higher and inched his body closer, his legs almost crushing you, “Gonna cum?” Izuku egged on. sero watches him start to pump your guts, and the sound from your lips and pussy is so good it makes him hard. Izuku was rough now to, his hand making a imprint on your leg that he held closer to your head, and his hand still playing with your clit.

Sero smirks, proud of Izuku gaining confidence and fucking like a man. “Damn, fuckin’ her rough? I knew you were like a rabbit.”

¡!Don’t repost my posts on other websites, don’t translate them, theses are for me to publish on my own!!

Taglist: @sparklylanddetective @fvitos

[youryanderedaddy]

Tw: nsfw, murder

Imagine you're a messed up detective with a thing for serial killers. The more brutal, the better. As you tie them down and ride them to oblivion, eyes wet with sadistic satisfaction at the thought they can look but not touch, you know that in less than a week you'll be the one to send them to the electric chair. And even as they shake and cry for mercy, it's your name written on desperate cold lips.

Except this time, you've left the rope a touch too loose.

[xxikstimloverxx]

"Why is it so cold in here?" you quietly ask yourself. You've just woken up from a nap, and you feel like you've just stepped into the Antarctic. You know there's only one explanation, Toji. He always has the AC set to high, even when it's 40 degrees outside. He always runs hot, and you don't mind it when it means he's walking around the house shirtless, but at times like these, you wish he would just crack a window and turn on a fan.

You walk into your shared room, where Toji is lounging on your bed. You walk past him and to your closet to find yourself a sweater and some pants because the shorts you were wearing weren't cutting it. Finding an old hoodie of his and some fluffy sweatpants. "Why do you have the ac on in the winter?" you ask, walking out of your closet and to your shared bed.

"Why is my girl cold?" he asked. A sweet smile one his face as he turns to look at you "Very," you say, crawling on top of him, pulling your blanket atop of you in the process, and snuggling up to him, head nuzzled under his chin, and face smooched into his chest. "But you can make it up to me by warming me up you say, your voice sounding drowsy and half asleep. "Of course, baby,"  he says warping his arms around your waist. He feels your breathing leveling out and your heartbeat slowing down as you drift off to sleep. Toji would never admit this to anyone, but he enjoys these quiet Sunday mornings, even if he’s burning up from all the body heat you're producing.

[crimsonred-hi]

Week of Dabbles: day 6

Too Fuckin Early

Andrew only fell asleep a couple of hours ago, after spending a night working on music of sorts. In the end not much work was done by the time he lay himself beside her.

Just to be awakened by the sunlight filtering through his window; he turned to his lover's pillow to check whether she was still asleep. To his amusement, she was now missing, her side of their bed is stone cold.

He turned around, and there he saw her on the balcony looking over the landscape: a vast green, misted valley that lays close to his home can be seen from his balcony.

It’s truly gorgeous.

She’s waiting patiently for the day's first rays, in awe at how the world comes to life. She didn't even notice he was up and awake when he approached her, only when he put his arms around her and held her tight. Gentle kisses pressed to the back of her neck. They both silently enjoyed the first moments of the day together.

“It’s too fuckin early…”

[hyunniesgirl]

Okay but like...soft sex with lee know? He would totally be the type to hold hands you and whisper the most softest of praises in your ear.

Yes, absolutely yes!!!!! Lee know would absolutely worship you during sex and that's the moment you know how much he loves you. Of course, he does little gesture in your everyday life, but Lee Know doesn't show you much of his feelings, except when you're having sex.

The way he kisses every part of your body while chuckling to the reactions you make. The way he licks his fingers after fucking you with them saying how good you taste. The way he smiles and tells you how beautiful you look gagging around his cock, removing your hair out of your face so he can have a good view of you sucking him.

Pinning your hands by the side of your head, he'd interlace his fingers with yours trying to show you his feelings with his touch, he always holds your hands while entering you, closing his eyes to the feeling of you squeezing him.

Lee know is a sucker for eye contact, so the moment he starts thrusting he'll stare at you and dare you to break it, he'll slowly go in and out of you making you whimper and beg him to go faster.

He'll smile fondly, giving a little peck on your lips and saying "my kitten is so needy" while going faster, kissing your jaw, your neck, your chest and your breasts. Just hearing your little whimpers and moans it's everything he needs to get him going.

When he bites your lower lip, you cum clenching around him and making him cum too. He falls by your side, hugging you and holding you closer to him, resting your head on his chest and kissing the top of your head, whispering "I love you" while hearing your low exhausted snores.

[imreadydollparts]

This Pretty Mane Dabble has more color left in her stripes than the other one I've worked on.

[pollie-pockets]

Purple gen 1 pony transparents

[jittersbitters]

So, I recently started rewatching Arcane S1 to fill the hole in my soul(lovejayvik tho, that completed me for like 10 minutes) after what ever was S2 and got a little carried away after reading some really good fics on this website.

I also finished watching Superstore and Bridgerton so its been a spiraling thanksgiving week,

Anyway, I know I said Matt Murdock was coming but I got really distracted... So here is a part of a draft scene in a viktorxreader smut fic set during his earlier academy years (and eventually into the series events? if I can manage that long) I wanna post soon.

I tried to shift my thigh away, looking up at him, surprised by his boldness - his hand following after. A flush of warmth settled in my stomach, mixed emotions bubbling up my throat as I struggled to swallow them back down. I could feel the intensity of his gaze as I quickly looked back to my paper. Viktor turned his hand over, tapping a gentle rhythm on the top of my thigh like he was playing piano. “If you just needed a little motivation,” he started, leaning close as if studying my notes. His taps slowly moved to drag up and down, callouses start to scrap the goose flesh building up as he made sure to linger along the hem of my skirt's slit. His intentions were unmistakable. “Then all you need to do is pay attention and write your notes.” I could only swallow hard, aware of the game we'd been playing over the past few months. The exchanged glances, light touches, the foot games, the playful teasing. It all began the day he took my pen, and since then, the tension had only grown, with neither of us trying to pull back, but rather escalate it. He kept tapping my thigh, expectantly waiting for my response or a sign. I glanced at Viktor again; his golden eyes sparkled with wanton glee, sending my heart racing as I thought of the possibilities and the ramifications of being caught. We rarely interacted outside this room, so I wondered what the harm could be... right?

I felt a little freaky and missed the old Vik.

Tell me what you think. Either way its being finished and written with hopefully at least 3 parts in total. I think it will be called 'The Long Game' or 'With Sugar & Spice"

Edit: it's up yall. Here

[nanowrimo]

How to Set Realistic NaNoWriMo Goals

Every year, we’re lucky to have great sponsors for our nonprofit events. Dabble, a 2023 NaNoWriMo sponsor, is a tool specifically designed for fiction novelists. Today, Dabbler Robert Smith shares a few tips to help you set daily writing goals that will work for you:

November looms, and with it the thrilling, harrowing, and sometimes carb-loaded journey of National Novel Writing Month. As we tie our writer's capes and ready ourselves for a month of intense creation, there's a small matter we need to address: our writing goals.

The Weight of 50,000 Words

Setting goals for NaNoWriMo is like setting a pace for a marathon. You wouldn't expect to sprint a marathon. The same goes for writing. If you try to sprint through, chances are you'll burn out faster than a candle in a windstorm.

However, only doing the minimum can leave you in a precarious position. Because if something comes up—and something always comes up—you’re suddenly behind on your goal, and that can really hurt morale.

So here are some goal setting tips to crush NaNoWriMo this year:

1. Start off strong, so you can end strong.

There is a simple fact about motivation. It starts strong and wanes with time. 

Now to be honest, you won’t be able to write a book with motivation alone. It requires a lot of discipline, and you’ll have to write even when you don’t feel like it.

But a great way to get the most out of that early motivation is to channel it into higher early output.

We all know that 50,000 words split over 30 days is 1667 words a day. But authors who win NaNoWriMo often don’t start there. They shoot for 2,500-3,000 words a day in the first week. That way they build up a buffer for the later weeks where motivation isn’t as high.

Plus, it gives them great forward momentum on their project. So consider setting higher goals early and taking advantage of your early NaNo fervor.

2. Account for daily life.

Even if you've cleared your calendar for November, life has a knack for throwing curveballs. 

Kids get sick. Work projects pop up. You know what I mean. If your word count goal is teetering on the edge of feasibility, any small disturbance can throw it off. 

To combat this, make plans and backup plans. Schedule your writing time around family gatherings. Plan what happens if you miss a day. Set yourself up for success before those situations arise.

3. Use the buddy system.

Find a writing buddy to be accountable to. It could be a friend participating in NaNoWriMo, or even someone you connect with in the NaNo community. 

Check in with each other daily. Celebrate your wins, commiserate over the tricky bits, and hold each other accountable. 

Sometimes, knowing someone else is in the trenches with you can be incredibly motivating.

4. Have weekly check-ins.

Instead of focusing solely on daily targets, also have a weekly goal. This gives you a broader view and allows for some flexibility. If you have a slower day, you can make up for it later in the week without feeling like you've thrown the entire month off course.

5. Actually track your goals.

Obviously, you need to track your goals, but there are multiple ways to do it.

Dabble integrates with NaNoWriMo, so you don’t have to manually submit your word count. And if you fall behind a bit, Dabble will automatically adjust your daily goal accordingly to keep you on track.

But even if you’re just marking off your goals on a napkin at your desk, tracking your progress will help you stay the course to victory.

Now go forth, share your stories, and remember: it's not all about the word count; it's about the words that count.

All NaNoWriMo participants can use the discount code  NANOWRI2023 for 20% off 1 year of Dabble! Offer expires January 31, 2024.

Robert Smith is a Dabbling Writer, and a Writing Dabbler. He likes playing board games with his wife, and deconstructing plots from movies in his spare time.

Top Photo by Isaac Smith on Unsplash.

[tr34sure]

Good Girl || Bangchan

☆ Just a little dabble something light ☆

✩ Warnings: Smut with no plot, just plain smut.

A/n: I know that it’s been awhile since I posted so I wanted to post a little something.

You take Chan's big dick into your mouth and start bobbing your head up and down. You can feel the warmth of his cock against your tongue as you suck on it. You look up at him and see him closing his eyes in pleasure. His hands run through your hair gently as he moans.

Chan moans softly, “Such a good girl for me yeah?...”

He leans back against the wall, letting you take control of the situation. His hips start to move with yours, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth.

“Mmmm... don't stop...” You continue to suck on Chan's dick, taking it as deep into your throat as you can. You feel his warm cum building up in his cock, and you know it won't be long before he cums. You start moving your hand up and down his shaft, stroking him in rhythm with your bobbing head.

Chan moans louder “... yes... right there baby...”

His hips buck against you, pushing his cock deeper into your throat. You can feel the first spurt of his cum hit the back of your throat, and you swallow it down eagerly.

“That’s my good girl” Chan said calming down from his high gently stroking my hair.

[lady-ashfade]

Good day! I wish to acquire a Blueberry Roll 🫐 with a side of Aegon Targaryen! Extra blueberries if you please! 💖 I love this concept so so much!

Skipping Supper?

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Aegon Targaryen x Wife!Reader

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Strawberry rolls: Drabble/fluff. I checked with the requester to change a few things

╰･ﾟ✧☽ words: 252

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: Happy Aegon au, Reader marries Aegon instead of Helaena, Smitten Aegon, Good husband au, rhaenrya always the heir.

⤻ I don’t support Aegon, nor really liked him- only time I supported him in was taking revenge for his son even if it wasn’t smart- because grief makes us do things. But I support it- because I would burn that whole city down.

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His warmth pressed against your torso, while his hands wrapped around your waist to hold you closer. You and your husband sit in bed after a much needed relaxation from his duties, so he came rushing to you. Aegons head lays in your lap and you brush fingers throughout it while humming a tone.

“Tell me,” he mumbled in the fabric of your dress.

“Could we skip family dinner and have it in here? I’d much prefer being only with you.”

You smile and sigh at the proposal,though you didn’t want to go, you couldn’t decline knowing his mother is already bearing over you to have her grandchildren. “Apologies, my love. But we mustn’t miss supper, your mother will be asking questions in the morning, wondering if i was feeling ill.” he hums in disappointment and nestles his head closer.

A knock at the door startles you but not Aegon, as he rests peacefully in your hold. Raising your voice you call out to the person on the other side to state their business. A squier looking for the prince, to remind him of his studies. Aegon groans and sits up, hating the feeling without your warmth.

“I Love you, my dearest. I shall see you tonight then?” While he speaks he leans closer with a handsome smile. You nod and seal the kiss yourself with flushed cheeks.

As you watch him drag his feet to the door, you chuckle at the mopping, he’s never thrilled about leaving your side.

[connecting-the-stars]

How I had envisioned the last scene of the Bad Batch would have gone:

Going frame by frame- 3rd person- following up this bright tan gravel hill, the different sets of footprints and how boots slowly follow them, when the bright trees disperse we find a blonde facing out past the hill, dunes and valleys stretching ahead with bright water and clear sky’s, she’s wearing light weight armor and a satchel,

A shoulder appears next to her, offers a bright container.

“You’re going to burn. You don’t need to use much.”

“It’s fine. I don’t mind the sun.”

“I won’t feel sorry later when I told you so.’

She shakes her head at Echo’s push for the importance of sunblock, she looks down at something in her cupped hands. Shows Echo’s face with patches of red along his nose and forehead.

when she hears the footsteps behind them she twists her head to the camera and smiles impossibly wide at the person approaching, excited and thrilled but we see the scar besides her temple, her hair braided back, her sharper nose and chin, a skull painted on her shoulder armor,

“look what tech found!”

hunter then steps into frame as she unfolds her hands, tiny geo-salamanders wiggle on her palm, their scales reflecting like glittering crystals in the sun, and she recites what tech explained

“Very shiny. Have you added them to your logs?”

She nods quickly, smiling wide, her eyes crinkling

“About to!”

hunter looks up to see tech crouched next to a nest and scanning with his datapad while wrecker holds a rock back for him, omega yells for their attention and they turn to wave

“about time serge!” Wrecker hollers.

tech adjusts blue modified goggles on his nose. “you could've missed the new record”

“You’ll owe me 15 mentell mix this time and I won't let you forget” wrecker shouts over,

turns their gazes to the hill on their right, highest point where batcher (larger and brighter blue) is resting, she lifts her head at them as crosshair is mediating peacefully not even moving as his rifle sits beside him, hunter puts a hand on her shoulder and they share as smile

“he’s gonna make it to 324 clicks this time”

hunter crosses his arms. “we’ll see about that”

wrecker shouts in the distance as a dust cloud erupts from a overturned boulder, a swarm of much bigger reptiles begin to crawl out and tech says something about how unexpected the amount is and identifies why they are attacking while wrecker throws one past frame, tech turns to run but his cybernetic leg is a bit slower than expected in the gravel thus wrecker hurls tech over his shoulder and makes a run back up the hill, tech brings his blaster up setting it to stun.

A massive salamander lunges for them but it crashes into the gravel with a crackling zap, the shot echoing up the valley to where crosshair has taken on cover fire, Echo doubles back the opposite way, heading to the newly repaired Marauder. Omega unfolds something from her satchel and it hovers beside them to hop up hunter chuckles and omega slaps his arm

“he’ll have better luck next time”

They speed down the hill laughing, they disappear down the hill with the shouting and the growls of monsters but across the fray the voice that stands out the most says

“can we check out the eastern beach next?”

black screen

“of course we can.”

[giggly-squiggily]

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

THE WALL PINNING AHH! *flails* I love that troupe so much kjerkjarjkeajlrejkjk I adore your brain, Nym- this is amazing! I've gotcah covered!

“Thanks, doll.”

Shinsou fullbody shivered, cheeks warming as he shot a dirty glare at his grinning boyfriend. Midoriya was back at it again with the pet names, and Shinsou was absolutely hating it!

Well…at least that he was telling himself anyway.

“What’s wrong, sugar snap?” He asked innocently, pure evil shadowing those brilliant green eyes. “You look red- are you getting sick?”

Diabolical! Shinsou closed his eyes as he willed his face to cool. He’d get him back! He had to! There was no way he was gonna let this…

Oh. That might work.

“Pumpkin?” Midoriya was still smiling, though his voice took on a touch of concern when Shinsou stared back at him, unreadable. “Babe? You good?”

“Izuku, do me a favor?” Shinsou used his soft voice- the one that made his boyfriend weak in the knees without the need of his brainwashing. “Make your hands like this.”

“Oh…oh, okay?” Stunned momentarily, Midoriya did as told, bringing both hands into a conjoined fist. Then he raised one set of fingers up. “Now what?”

Shinsou didn’t respond. Instead he locked his fingers into Midoriya’s raised ones. Seconds later he lifted their joined hands before pinning him to the wall, a hand on the back of his head protecting it. Midoriya let out a high pitched squeal before laughing, face flushing to a bright pink as he looked up at the other. “Ohoohho my- hehehello there!”

Still not speaking, Shinsou leaned in close so they were nose to nose. That only worsened the smaller boy’s blush, his giggles increasing in speed and pitch. “Hiihitoshi! Sahahahy sooohohohomething!”

But he didn’t. He just kept him there, pressing their foreheads together as his hand came back around, brushing his flaming cheek. “Izuku- look at me.” When Midoriya did, Shinsou let a slow grin pull on his lips. “Good boy.”

That did it. Midoriya made a soundless noise as his legs gave out, just barely held up by Shinsou’s steady hand. “Oh my GOD! You’re a menace!”

“Says the one insisting on pet names. You’re lucky you’re cute.” Shinsou snickered as he gently pulled Midoriya back by the chin, pecking him on the lips.

[gwenphobic]

i just read your gwen x catwoman reader post and i am having a meltdown in my room. please, i need more. it was just so cute to see gwen worrying about the reader, and even cuter to see her falling hard for the reader. we all need more of that

— SO SUDDEN AND NEW

— gwen stacy x black cat!reader

a/n, posting this felt like doing the walk of shame 😞… i haven’t posted in so long. no warnings methinks besides the fact that this is extremely short.

GWEN doesn’t know what’s happening to her. She can’t think properly when she’s around you, and her stomach always hurts. Not in the way where she thinks she’s about to puke, but in the way that she thinks everything feels like way too much.

IT doesn’t help that she’s picked up the new habit of smiling like a complete loser whenever you talk to her or make some really shitty quip. It’s like— She doesn’t even know what it’s like but it makes her feel like a complete dork.

IS this the most appropriate thing to be thinking about while she resting on the wall in an alley way while licking her wounds until the next unfortunate fight? Probably not, but she’s doing it anyway.

“HEY itsy bitsy,” a voice greets out of nowhere. Gwen doesn’t jump because she had sensed it, she jumps because she sees who it is. You stand before her in all your external glory. A smile falls to her lips, and she feels lucky for the mask. “You look rough,” you tell her.

“THANKS, I always appreciate it,” Gwen says dryly, but she really does. She appreciates all your stupid stupid jokes. She could listen to them forever over and over again. “Have anything planned tonight, kitty?” she asks.

YOU step closer to her. “If I did, I wouldn’t tell you, now would I?” you say. Gwen ignores the way her stomach internally explodes. “Guess not,” is all she can manage. You stop walking just before your and Gwen’s noses can touch.

“I really appreciated what you did for me a few weeks back,” you say, “taking me to that hospital. It was nice of you.” Gwen swallows, exhaling a shaky breath. “It’s my job,” she murmurs. You roll your eyes in reply.

“EITHER way, can I give you something to.. display my gratitude?” you ask. Gwen feels like she can hear her heart just pick up a beat and then another beat. At this rate, she feels like her heartbeat is at at least 300 beats per minute. The thumping sound rings loud in her ears. “I— I wouldn’t mind that,” she says.

YOU grin and take something out one of your pockets. “I know a big time hero like you would expect more,” you start as you take her hand, “but you’ll have you suck it up.” You slip a sleek black necklace into her hand.

GWEN stares at the necklace, swallowing. She asks, “Did you steal this?” You roll your eyes. “I bought it, matter a fact, but if you don’t want it—,” you say before Gwen cuts you off, “No, I want it.” She says it softer and more kind than she intended. She stares at you in your eyes while she says it. It makes your heart stutter for a second.

“YEAH, well, don’t get used to me being this nice,” you replies after a moment. Your cheeks feel hot. Gwen laughs quietly. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” she replies. What is this feeling?

YOU both just stare at each other for a moment before Gwen sighs. “Well, um, I’ve gotta get going,” she says. You nods quickly and add, “Me too. Crimes to make and places to rob.”

Gwen looks at you once more with soft eyes that are hidden beneath the mask. “Right,” she replies, “see you then, Cat.” You blow her a kiss. “Cya Spider.”

[crimsonred-hi]

Week of Dabbles: day 7

Futile

Andrew and his wife were becoming increasingly sleep deprived from their newborn daughter’s sleep schedule. It’s getting silly.

The crying was constant and neither of them were getting much rest at all. But they knew it wouldn’t last forever and they kept reminding each other of that, all they can do is hope the end is soon. Despite the tiredness and frustration that came with having a newborn, they could still see the light at the end of the tunnel. They’ll get through this difficult time together and make sure their daughter gets all the love and care she needs to thrive. Because they’re parents and that’s what they do.

Then they hear it. The tears. They were snuggled up in bed, in hopes of a night together, but the hope was quickly lost.

“Stay in bed… like be back…”

She ties go grab at him, to pull him back, because her mum said you’ve gotta leave the baby to calm herself down. But it’s futile.

White a gentle kiss and a gruff sound from deep in his chest, he’s off to go calm down the baby.