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I was about to go to bed, literally about to get up when suddenly I get 4 inbox messages, this exact message 4 times from you who is high as a kite. So Absolutely.

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Otherworldly Attraction ⭑˚🔮⭑ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟

yandere!jjk x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, isekai, jujutsu kaisen x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is an even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.

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You never thought you’d be able to say this, but you’re officially a Jujutsu High student. 

It feels stranger than you can even put into words. The fact that right now, you’re living under the same roof as Itadori, Fushiguro, and technically even Gojo… in many ways, it’s a dream come true. 

As long as you don't think about the scary parts, that is.

You've finished unpacking and your dorm is now completely set up. Unlike Itadori, you didn't bring any industrial-size posters, and truth be told, you hardly have any attachment to your belongings since you've barely been in this world for a few weeks. There's a bunch of stuff you wish you could've brought along with you from the real world, but there's not much you can do about that at this point. 

I wonder if I'll ever find a way back to my old world.

Realistically, you know it's probably a lost cause. But maybe there is some kind of condition that needs to be met. Maybe if you see the story all the way to its conclusion, and once Itadori can finally rest easy, maybe your job will be over, and you'll be allowed to go home. 

Still, you know better than to hold out hope for a miracle. Your number one priority is to adapt to your new environment and survive. 

You’re sure you'll have plenty of time for an existential crisis along the way. 

It's nighttime now, and you’re just about ready to go to sleep. You finish all your preparations and change into your pajamas, but before you actually tuck in for the night, you can't help but creep out of your room and steal a peek down the hallway. 

“Itadori’s lights are still on,” you mumble. 

You know it's probably not polite to disturb him at this hour, but you decide you'd like to say goodnight and wish him sweet dreams. Gojo already told you earlier that tomorrow, you'll be picking up the last remaining first-year student—which is none other than Kugisaki Nobara, of course. 

Tomorrow is going to be pretty eventful, and you're bound to encounter some curses too, from what you recall. Just the thought of it makes your stomach clench. It won't be smooth sailing from here on out. 

Maybe that's why you want to enjoy the last bit of normalcy, while you still can. 

You knock on Itadori’s door as quietly as you can, not wanting to wake Fushiguro. At first you think he might not have heard you, so you raise your hand and prepare to knock again, but soon enough you hear the sound of his feet padding across the floors, and the door opens.

Itadori blinks, and it doesn't take long for him to sport a grin. “Oh, hey, [Name]! What's up?”

“I noticed you were still awake, so I just stopped by to say goodnight. I hope I'm not bothering you.”

“Not at all! To be honest, I'm a little too energized to go to bed right now anyway. Did you want to come in and talk for a little while?”

Hanging out in a cute boy's dorm room after hours?

Uh… hell yes.

“Thank you,” you say, smiling shyly as you step inside. His dorm layout is mostly unchanged from what you saw earlier. Like you, he didn’t really pack a whole lot. His Jennifer Lawrence posters are probably his most prized possessions, from what you can tell. 

“Can’t sleep either?” Itadori asks, lifting a brow. 

“I guess not. This is a lot to take in. I’m still in the process of adjusting.” 

Perhaps that might come across as a bit insensitive. He’s stuck dealing with Sukuna, after all. There are few things that can top becoming a vessel for the ever-powerful, malevolent King of Curses.

Well, other than traversing worlds, of course. 

It looks like you’ve got him beat in that regard. 

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Itadori sighs, plopping down on his bed. He pauses, then smiles as he pats the spot next to him. “Did you want to sit, too? The bed’s probably more comfortable than the crappy desk chair.” 

Damn. Itadori Yuji just invited you into his bed. Not literally, but still. 

You’re grinning like a goddamn fool.

“Th-Thanks,” you stammer. You sit down next to him, reminding yourself to be cool, to be��normal (yes, you can do that sometimes), and by some miracle, you manage to reign in your erratic heartbeat. 

Itadori looks over at you. “Hey, [Name]. You can be honest. Now that I’m that Sukuna’s vessel… does it make you a little nervous? Being around me?” 

No. I’m more nervous about the fact that I’m in bed with you. 

“Why would I be nervous?” you reply.

“Earlier, Gojo made it sound like he was really dangerous. This is obviously all new to me, but I think it’s finally starting to sink in. That he’s hurt a lot of people until now. You were friends with me before all this happened, so I can’t help but wonder if you feel uncomfortable now. Because things are different. And I definitely wouldn’t blame you for feeling that way.”

“But you can suppress Sukuna. Because you’re strong. I’ve always known you were strong. Not only that, but you would never hurt anyone. So, please don’t worry,” you smile gently. “There’s no way I’d ever feel uncomfortable around you.”

Itadori’s eyes widen, and his expression seems to brighten a bit as well. Maybe he needed to hear those words. As cheerful and upbeat as he always tries to be… you can only imagine how afraid and frustrated he feels right now. His body isn’t even entirely his own anymore. He shouldn’t have to worry about losing his friends too. 

You’ve already decided that you’ll stay by his side, no matter what happens. 

“Thanks, [Name],” Itadori chuckles. “I feel like you always know exactly how to cheer me up. I’m glad I have you here with me. It really helps.” 

“I can’t promise that I’ll be as strong as you are, but I can promise that I’ll do whatever it takes to make things even just a little bit easier for you.”

Right. You can’t promise anything. Even with a bit of knowledge on your side, there’s no guarantee things will go to plan—as evidenced by the fact that they already haven’t. 

But at least you can try. 

And you’re damn well going to try your hardest.

“Hm, I’m still not sleepy,” Itadori admits. “Oh, but I’m not keeping you awake, am I? If you’re tired, don’t stay up too late because of me.” 

You shake your head. “No, I don’t feel like going to bed yet either. You brought your laptop, right? Do you want to maybe watch something for a little bit? Maybe some kind of Jennifer Lawrence YooTube compilation?” 

“No way,” Itadori blinks, and he proceeds to stare at you in awe. “[Name], do you… like Jennifer Lawrence too?” 

“Yeah, I’ve seen a bunch of her movies. And she’s funny in a lot of interviews. Plus, she’s pretty.” 

Itadori continues staring at you with his mouth agape, and for a split second, he wonders if you might be his soulmate. 

“Yeah, let’s do it! One Jennifer Lawrence compilation coming right up!” 

It doesn’t take long for you two to get sucked into the black hole known as the internet, and you both lie in bed, flat on your stomachs, with Itadori’s laptop facing towards you. Every so often, you shuffle around and reposition yourself, bumping up against Itadori’s body in the process. By mistake, though—totally by mistake. Totally. 

Long story short, you eventually lose track of time, and it turns out that you’re being a lot louder than you thought, because Fushiguro eventually bursts into the room. 

“Will you two keep it down already?!” he fumes. “I’m actually trying to get some sleep!” 

You and Itadori turn around, and it allows Fushiguro to get a proper look at what’s currently blown up on the laptop’s screen. Namely, a collection of pictures, each featuring a half-naked Jennifer Lawrence. 

The Oogle search bar reads: jennifer lawrence bikini hot. 

“I-It’s not what it looks like,” you desperately insist, but of course, your efforts are in vain.

Fushiguro is already closing the door, and the last thing you see is that trademark disgusted expression of his. 

This time, you can’t really blame him. 

“...hey. I said, hey. Wake up, already. We’re going to be late.”

Your eyelids slowly lift, heavy from morning haze, and it takes a little while for your blurry vision to clear. 

When it finally does, you find Fushiguro staring down at you with his arms crossed—looking somewhat like a disapproving mother when their child oversleeps for school.

“G’morning,” you mumble groggily. A quick glance down at your slightly damp pillow tells you that you were drooling in your sleep, and you hurry to wipe your face and fix your bedhead, mortified to have been seen in such a disheveled state. 

Fushiguro sighs. “I’m sorry for barging into your room like this, but you really need to start getting ready. I had to go wake up Itadori earlier, too. Being late on your very first day of school sets a terrible precedent, doesn’t it?”

“Sorry. I’m… not really a morning person.” 

“I figured as much,” he sighs again. There’s a pause, and his gaze briefly flickers down to the front of your pajama shirt. One of the buttons must have come undone in your sleep, and the fabric is hanging off your shoulder a bit, revealing perhaps a bit too much cleavage. 

It only takes a second for Fushiguro’s face to turn bright red. 

“A-Anyway, just hurry up,” he splutters, quickly turning away from you. “We seriously need to get a move on. I left your new uniform by the door.”

Fushiguro leaves in a hurry, nearly tripping over his feet in the process. You feel a bit embarrassed that he had to see you looking all sloppy like this, but it certainly wouldn’t be the first time he’s judged you. 

Pressed for time, you finish getting ready as quickly as possible, but you make a point of stopping to look back at your reflection in the windows. Now that you’re all decked out in the Jujutsu High uniform… it feels even more real. You struggle to reel in your excitement, but ultimately fail, and out in the hallway, Fushiguro can hear you happily giggling to yourself. 

“So ridiculous,” he scowls.

Yet again, he can’t fully bring himself to admit that you’re absurdly cute. In kind of a stupid way, but still.

Eventually, you and Itadori both finish getting ready, and the three of you head down to Harajuku Station, where you’ll be picking up the last addition to your group, Nobara. Itadori buys some popsicles while you wait for Gojo to show up (Fushiguro refuses to have one, of course), and you suck on the iced treat while glancing all around, eagerly searching for a short-haired brunette. 

“I still feel like four people is way too little for a first-year class,” Itadori absently remarks. 

“Other than [Name], have you ever met anyone who could see curses?” Fushiguro points out.

“Well… I guess not.” 

“That’s just how much of a rarity jujutsu sorcerers are.” 

You bite into the last chunk of your popsicle, briefly shuddering from how cold it feels against your teeth. Right as you’re finishing it off, you hear a familiar voice, and you turn your head towards the station’s entrance. 

“Sorry for the wait,” Gojo greets, lifting his hand in the air. He tilts his head as he walks over towards the three of you. “Oh. Looks like the uniforms made it on time. How are they? Comfortable?” 

“Mine’s a perfect fit,” Itadori nods. “My uniform looks different from Fushiguro’s, though. It’s got a hood, for one.”

“You can put in requests to have your uniforms customized,” Gojo explains. 

“I’m pretty sure I never requested that.” 

“That’s because I did it for you, of course!” Gojo proudly sticks his thumb in the air, and his grin gets even wider when he turns towards you. “Yours too, [Name]. I wasn’t sure what you’d like, but I did my best to come up with a cute design. How is it? In my opinion, it suits you really well.”

“Does that mean you’re also calling me cute?” you gape incredulously. 

“Sure, sure,” Gojo laughs. “You look super cute. I guess I’ve really got an eye for this kind of thing, huh?”

You press your palms to your flushed cheeks and somehow manage to bite back a squeal. Meanwhile, Fushiguro’s expression turns to his disgust yet again. It’s practically a superpower at this point.

“Sleazeball,” Fushiguro mutters. 

“Who, me?” Gojo points. “What’d I even do?”

“You started hitting on a high-schooler.” 

“Hey, now. I was just complimenting one of my students. I’m being a supportive teacher. You know, positive reinforcement and all that.” 

You nod enthusiastically. “The positive reinforcement is definitely working. Keep it up, sensei. I can feel myself getting stronger already.”

Fushiguro shakes his head in disbelief. 

“You’re all a bunch of idiots.”

Since Nobara specifically requested that you meet up in Harajuku, there are plenty of shops to hit while you wait for her to show up. Itadori holds your hand as he excitedly leads you through the crowds. Fushiguro refuses to partake in anything fun, of course, so you and Itadori treat yourself to yummy crêpes, needlessly complicated drinks, and try on silly accessories like comically oversized sunglasses and animal ears.

“Itadori, you’ve got some whipped cream on your cheek,” you say. 

“Huh? Oh, shoot. I didn't even realize.” Itadori pauses, then leans closer to you and smiles. “Would you mind getting it for me?” 

“S-Sure,” you reply, and even though the gesture is innocent enough, your face feels ridiculously hot as you gently swipe your finger across his cheek, picking up the leftover whipped cream. The deranged part of you briefly considers licking the cream off your finger, in true clichéd anime fashion, but you ultimately wipe your finger with a napkin, proud of yourself for not giving in to your fangirl urges. 

Fushiguro grimaces. “They’re basically just on a date. And we’re being forced to watch. Also, why didn’t she just use the napkin to wipe his cheek in the first place? I swear she’s got a few screws loose.” 

“Ah, young love,” Gojo muses. 

You finish off the last of your treats then throw away your garbage, and apparently, just in time to watch a familiar scene unfold. 

“Excuse me, do you have a moment?” a suited man asks, smiling politely as he approaches a woman walking on the street. “You see, I’m looking to scout potential models. Here’s my business card. Would you be interested, by any chance?” 

“I’m busy right now,” the woman curtly replies, clearly not willing to give him the time of day. 

“Please, just hear me out. Even a short chat would be more than enough—”

“Hey, you.” 

The man is roughly grabbed by the shoulder and pulled back, and he turns, coming face to face with the girl you’ve been waiting for this whole time. 

“Forget about that woman. What about me?” Nobara asks, with the sort of confidence you can only dream of having. 

Panic immediately seeps into the man’s expression, but naturally, Nobara doesn’t let up. 

“For the modeling gig, duh,” she continues. “I’m asking what you think about me. I’m pretty, aren’t I?” 

“Oh, um… e-excuse me, but I’ve got some urgent matters to attend to, so if you don’t mind, I’ll just be on my way…” 

He tries to escape, but she forcefully pulls him back again, and her tone of voice becomes significantly more confrontational than it was just a few moments ago. 

“What the hell, man? Don’t run from me. If you’re got something to say, then come right out and say it!” 

“We’re about to go talk to her?” Itadori blinks. “That’s kind of embarrassing, not gonna lie.” 

“You of all people shouldn’t be talking,” Fushiguro mutters. 

“Hey, hey, over here!” Gojo calls out, waving his arms so that Nobara spots him. She turns around and catches a glimpse of you through the crowd, giving that poor man the chance to finally run away. 

Nobara approaches the group, one hand resting squarely upon her hips. “So, you’re the other first-years. I’m Kugisaki Nobara. You should feel honored to be able to spend time with me.” 

She’s very self-assured, no doubt about it. Well, you already knew as much from watching the anime, but actually meeting her is a whole different story. You almost feel a little bit intimidated by the sheer magnitude of her presence. Some might go as far as to call her arrogant, but you know that deep down, she cares deeply for her friends and is willing to risk her life for them.

“I’m Itadori Yuji,” Itadori introduces with a grin. “I’m from Sendai.” 

“Fushiguro Megumi,” the other boy says—and that’s it. Full stop. 

Nobara narrows her eyes as she looks them over. Even without her saying it aloud, you already know exactly what’s going through her head right now. Based on first impressions alone, she thinks Itadori is dorky and unsophisticated. The type who ‘definitely ate his own boogers as a kid’, to quote her word-for-word. As for Fushiguro, she seems to think that he’s stuck up and considers himself superior to others, based on how blunt and unenthusiastic his response was. 

Anyways, since she judged them so harshly, right from the beginning, you fear to imagine what she must think of you. 

“I’m [Last Name] [Name],” you introduce, bowing politely and offering a small smile. “It’s really nice to meet you. I’m from Sendai too. Itadori and I went to the same high school. It was only for a little while, but we kind of know each other from before. Also… I think you could definitely do it. The modeling gig, I mean. That guy from earlier was clearly blind.” 

Nobara blinks, visibly surprised, and suddenly, her haughty expression does a full one-eighty. 

“Aw, you really think so?” she grins, latching onto your arm and pulling you into a hug. “Right? That’s what I’m saying! I swear most people can’t recognize talent even when it’s staring them right in the face. Thank god there’s another girl in the group. I don’t know what I’d do if it was just me stuck with those stinky boys.” 

“She just randomly called us stinky,” Itadori gapes. “But… we don’t even smell bad. Right, Fushiguro? Right?” 

Unsurprisingly, Fushiguro ignores him. 

“Are we going somewhere from here?” he asks. 

Gojo chuckles. “I’m glad you asked. Well, since I’ve finally got all of my students together, and it just so happens that most of you are from the countryside… there’s really only one thing to do. We’re obviously going to go sightseeing in Tokyo!” 

Cue a wave of excited cheers from both Itadori and Nobara. They’re dancing around Gojo and yelling out all the different places they’d like to see. In this world, you started off in the countryside, yes, but back in the real world, you’ve lived in big cities pretty much your whole life. There’s not really much appeal here. 

Besides, you already know that Gojo’s letting them get their hopes up for nothing. 

“I will now announce our destination,” Gojo says, and you watch as Itadori and Nobara both drop to their knees in subservience. “We will be visiting none other than… Roppongi!” 

The pair of fools stare back at each other, eyes all glossy, wide, and hopeful. Poor things. They’re in for one hell of a disappointment. 

You pout. “Sensei, are we really going sightseeing? Are we actually going to get to do fun things?” 

“What do you mean?” Gojo hums, feigning ignorance, of course. “What else is there to do but let loose and have fun? Look at how excited your classmates are!” 

“Uh-huh…” 

For obvious reasons, you don’t trust a word he says, and when you arrive in front of the abandoned building that’s teeming with cursed energy, Itadori and Nobara can only wail in desperation. 

“I knew it,” you say, pouting again. “Sensei, you’re a liar. I saw this coming from a mile away.” 

Even though I technically used cheats, but still. 

Gojo crosses his hand over his heart and pretends to look hurt. “You wound me, [Name]. Weren’t you just saying the other day that you trust me completely? I didn’t expect you to doubt my intentions.” 

“I can just tell,” you shrug. “Good luck lying to me. I’m pretty sure I’ll know.” 

“Hm. Is that so?” 

Gojo’s lips pull into a smile. You’re incredibly perceptive, it seems. Fushiguro’s known him for a long time, so it’s no wonder he’s not surprised with this outcome, but he was expecting you to be convinced, just like how Itadori and Nobara were. 

Perhaps he’s reading into things too much, but he wonders if this perceptiveness of yours has anything to do with how you knew Itadori was supposed to eat Sukuna’s finger. How you had full confidence that he’d survive. Maybe this is just a stretch, and it might just be that he’s not as good of a liar as he thought he was, but still. 

He’s got his eye on you, and from now on, he won’t let you out of his sight. 

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Miss Me, Miss Me

Ruben Dias x Stones!Fem!Reader

Warnings: fwb!ruben, jack and reader are besties, alcohol and the consumption of, kyle is always annoying her, teasing, a strip tease according to reader, finger sucking, oral (f!receiving), overstimulation, fingering, orgasm denial, the use of 'whore' in a sexual/degrading context, penetrative sex (P in V ), big brother john is not having it.

Word Count: 2,952

Author's Note: this one is written solely for my pookie, that's also why ruben is so early on in this series lmao - all of these things are shit she'd eat up so pooks and everyone else, please enjoy :)

merry smutmas series

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Your brother holds his annual Christmas party and you’re forced to spend the afternoon with the one person you had been avoiding all season but tis’ the season you guess. 

Will they or won't they was the tagline for your relationship - if you could even call it that- with Ruben.

You had recently moved to Manchester to be closer to your older brother and your niece and nephew. You had gone to every home game you could and over the course of the season, you fell into a bit of a pattern with the Portuguese defender.

It was innocent enough at first, you two were friends who occasionally hooked up to relieve whatever stress you were having but over the years, it turned into more. Feelings got involved and it got messy so because of that, and for your brother's sake - despite him not knowing, you pulled away from Ruben.

It was never your intention to make things messy.

You hadn't seen Ruben face to face in weeks, if not months. You had still gone to games but you simply went for your brother and then left afterwards, not hanging around too long.

Ruben had a hold over you; you knew if you hung around him too long, you'd just end up in his bed again. That was the last thing you wanted.

Today was unavoidable though.

John was hosting his annual Christmas party at his place; old friends, a few of the boys from his time at Barnsley as well as his teammates and their families from Man City filled his house.

You were somehow, always on kid duty. You were in the room with a bunch of kids; Kevin's, John's, Phil's, Ederson's and a few others that you had no idea who they belonged to.

"Settle down," you tell them, trying to get them off the sugar rush to watch a movie. You tried to rock your nephew in one arm while you switched on the tv, the kids shouting 400 different movie titles all at once.

You huffed and your nephew began to cry just as you tried to ask which one they really wanted to watch but someone opened the door. Jack smiles at you, taking the remote from you when he sees how flustered you are.

He worked a miracle, getting them to quiet down enough for you to calm the baby and to be able to put on a movie for them. You sighed, sitting on the bean bag with the baby as the kids watched Finding Nemo.

Jack sits next to you, rubbing the baby's hand. "I heard the noise, figured I'd come check before they killed you," he whispered, making you chuckle.

"You're a lifesaver, Jack, really. You're good with them too, you and Sasha ever think of.."

"No," he laughed, shaking his head. "I mean, at least not yet."

You nod, smiling. "You'd be wonderful parents.. but you should go join the party, I'm okay in here."

"You're sure?" He gets up and you nod. "Go on, I'll come out in a bit." Jack smiles, nodding before he walks out and closes the door behind him.

It was about an hour later that Finding Nemo ended and the kids went looking for their parents. Those with kids ended up heading out, saying their goodnights before the party actually picks up.

You make your way into the kitchen to find Jack looking for something. "Missing something?" You asked, picking up a glass.

"Your brother said he had shot glasses somewhere?"

"Check the bottom cabinet, it should be in there. What are we drinking?" You asked, setting your empty glass back down.

"Whatever will get us drunk fast." He laughs and you smile, "you're just like me," you nudged his shoulder, reaching for the bottle of tequila on the counter.

Jack lines the empty shot glasses on the tray you found, letting you fill them up. The man picks one up before handing another one to you. "To.. the holidays!" He shrugs, tapping his glass to yours before you two down the shots, and two more rounds after that.

You send him on his way, the man dancing his way over to his girlfriend. You on the other hand, picked up the tray and made the rounds, offering shots to all of those who wanted them. Eventually, you find your way to the living room, the music playing in the background as some people danced and the others chatted.

"Pebbles!" Kyle shouts, his hand in the air to call you over. You roll your eyes, walking over to the group of men by the couch. "How many times have I told you not to call me that, walks?" You laughed.

Kyle puts an arm around your shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "You're pebbles cause Johnny is Stones and you're the little one!"

You laughed, shaking your head. "Very original, Kyle. Anyone want a shot?" You offered, holding the tray out.

John takes one, passing another one to Ruben who you've yet to look at. Kyle grabs one for himself and you go to walk away but your brother grabs your arm, bringing you back. John's arm is over your shoulder now, pulling you into his side.

"Have one with us! You're grown up now, aren't you?" He teased, nudging you to take a shot with them. You and John were only a few years apart; he was 29 and you were 24.

You nod, picking up a shot glass. "Cheers!" Kyle shouts over the music, the 4 of you tapping your glasses together before downing the contents.

Some of the tequila ended up on your fingers during the toast, your finger instinctively ended up between your lips and you don't miss the feeling of Ruben's eyes on you. Looking up, your eyes meet his and you move your hand.

"Can I go now?" You asked your brother, and he nodded before kissing your temple. "You're free to go. Go eat something before you feel sick though."

"Should take your own advice, Stones." You tell him and he tosses you a glare. "Whatever, pebbles."

Kyle and John laugh at the use of the nickname and you flip them both off, laughing as you walk away.

The night turned out to be good, you ended up hanging out with Jack and Sasha for a bit before Kyle pulled you to dance with him. He was telling John he knows how to waltz, he just needed a good partner. You were confused as to what made you qualify as a good partner but you went along with it.

At this point, everyone had left and whoever was left, was drunk as fuck and on the verge of passing out.

You slowly make your way upstairs, you have just put away the leftovers and locked the front door for the night. You walked into your room for the night, unzipping your dress as you bent over to pull some pjs out of your bag.

The knob turns and then the door unlocked, someone steps in. "Hello, what the fuck? I'm changing-" you freeze when you turn around to see who it is.

Ruben stood by the door. "It's just me."

"Okay and?" You look at him, confused as to why he's in your room. "Just because it's you, doesn't mean that gives you a right to be in here."

"It's nothing I haven't seen before, love." He smiles at you and you resist the urge to roll your eyes when he says that.

"Fuck off, will you?" You turn away from the man, your back to him as you went to get changed for bed.

Ruben doesn't take no for an answer; in life and on the pitch. He walks over to you, "don't be like that, y/n. You know I miss you," his hand rests on your hip, pulling you to him.

It was so easy for him - your mind is screaming no but your body's betraying you, giving into him before you could stop yourself.

"You don't miss me, Ruben. Shut up." You whispered, the man lowered his lips to your neck. A trail of kisses from the base of your neck up to your jaw, you're certain there's red marks all over your neck from his beard scratching on you.

Your hand instinctively reaches for his face, your palm's warm against his skin; there your body goes, betraying you again.

"I miss you, I do," he whispers against your skin, his hand sliding between the two of you, from your hip to your back. The fact that your dress was unzipped gave him free rein, his fingers running along your spine, finally resting on the curve of your spine.

"Rubes-" you breathe, feeling him suck on the sensitive spot on your neck. "We can't."

He nods, "we can."

"John could walk in."

The thought made Ruben chuckle. Yes, it'd be a mess, it would get both of you in a lot of trouble but the fact that you, at your grown age, were scared of your older brother catching you with his friend, was funny to him.

"John's passed out drunk on the couch, sweetheart. No one's coming, it's just me and you."

You turn to face the man, Ruben's chest to yours; the first few buttons of his shirt undone, the black fabric tight on his arms and the sleeve were rolled up to his elbows. Was he always such a slut or did he only recently become one?

He's already pulling the straps of your dress off your shoulders and you don't stop him, letting it fall to the floor and pool around your ankles.

Ruben's hands reach for your face, cupping your jaw. "C'mon baby, I miss you." He whispers into the quiet room, his lips ghosting over yours.

Hands wrapping around his wrists, "I miss you too." You admit, giving into him. You pull Ruben into you, kissing him.

It doesn't take long, the two of you stumbling back to the bed. Ruben ends up on top of you, your legs wrapped around him as he moves you to lay properly. He pulls away from your kiss and your wandering hands, earning him a pout.

"Why'd you stop?" You groaned, Ruben smiles at you whining as he stands, undoing the rest of the buttons on his shirt before taking it off.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking at the man. "Mhm, all for me?" You raised your eyebrows, making him laugh.

"Everything's for you, baby. It always is." He tells you, dropping to his knees in front of you.

The words and his actions made your head spin, you were constantly swooning over the man and today was no exception.

Ruben's lips were soft, the faintest of kisses trailed up from your calf to your thigh and he let your leg hang over his shoulder as he pulled you to the edge of the bed. You’ve propped yourself up on your elbows to look at him and Ruben drags his fingers up your thigh, moving to your clothed pussy. 

"Please," you mumble, looking down at the man. Ruben smiles, "not in the mood for teasing, sweetheart?"

"Fuck you Ruben," you groaned, dropping back into the mattress when he pulls the panties to the side, his eyes fixed on your pussy but his hand reaches up, pushing two fingers in your mouth. He didn’t have to tell you, your tongue laps over his fingers. 

“Taught you well,” he smiles, pulling his fingers away from your mouth. 

He gives you no warning, pushing his fingers into you. The sound leaving your mouth was like heaven on earth to him. 

His fingers curl upwards, your back arching at the feeling. 

“Rube, please.” Your hand reaches down to wrap on his wrist but he swats your hand away, managing to pull both to rest on your stomach and his free hand over your hands, pinning them to your stomach. 

Your eyes fixed on the man between your legs, looking at him in awe. Something about Ruben fascinated you; you could never put your finger on it but he was always an object of fascination, of desire. Everything about him made you want him, you couldn't explain the attraction.

It just made sense to you.

Your hips buck when you feel his tongue against your clit, your hand gripping on his hair. 

Ruben knew you like the back of his hand, even with the time apart. Something didn't change and the way your hips buck, it's your way of saying you want more, who was Ruben not to give into you?

His fingers curl upwards once again and he glances up to see your head tossed back into the mattress, eyes fluttering shut.

Between his fingers and his tongue, your orgasm was teetering on the edge; he knew that much. 

Ruben pulls his hands away, the sticky fingers on your thighs. A whimper leaves your lips at the loss of fullness. 

"What the fuck?" You groaned, an arm over your face. If you looked at Ruben right now, you might kill him.

The clink of his belt gets your attention - maybe you'd finally get what you wanted.

Ruben scoots you back, getting on the bed, on top of you. He leans down, his lips over yours and you reach up, a hand on the back of his neck to pull him down for a kiss; you can taste yourself on his lips. He lifts your leg, resting on your hip before he lines himself up with you.

The way the tip of his cock rubbed against you and the fact that you were already on the edge from before was enough to make you beg.

"Please, Ruben."

"Please what?" He looks down at you, smiling sweetly.

Your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. "Ruben," you whined, lifting your hips towards him. "Please, fuck- god just fuck me already."

Ruben smiles, "those words really shouldn't be in the same sentence, you know." He tells you, pushing into you. You moan, ignoring his words at the moment.

Your hand wraps around his bicep, your manicured nails digging into his skin. He didn't mind the pain, especially if it was your doing.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, Ruben's thrusts were slow and deep- you can feel him everywhere, his hands, his lips, his touch. Everything about Ruben was consuming; he knew that and he loved it.

In some sick way, he loved watching you fall in love with him all over again, seeing the effect he had on you.

Ruben pulls your legs back up to his hip. “Fuck,” you breathe, his thrusts faster and harder.

How you wished you could scream his name right now.

His hand drops between the two of you, rubbing your clit; matching the pace of his hips. Your head falls back into the pillows when he hits the spot he was looking for. His fingers that were previous on your clit now shoved into your mouth to muffle the sounds tumbling from your lips.

Ruben leans down, his lips next to your ear; “you have to be quiet, you don't want everyone to know what a whore you are, do you?”

You mumble something along an okay, your hips bucking, telling him you want more. He holds you, managing to flip you two over so that you're on top and his cock is still buried in you.

He lets you take over, setting the pace and using him for your own pleasure.

“Ruben, god-” you mumble, your hand tangled in his dark hair as you bounced up and down.

"Not quite," he whispers, pulling you down to kiss along your neck. Ruben's hand behind your neck to pull you down for a kiss. “Want you to cum for me.”

His arms wrap around you when you drop against him, your face buried against his shoulder, biting down to muffle the sounds. “Good girl,” he hums, rubbing your back. "Mhm I love you." He whispers into your shoulder.

You huff, "shut up, don't ruin this for me." Ruben laughs, "whatever you say, baby. I do."

"I'm so thirsty," you get off of him, yawning.

Ruben looks over at you, "you want another round?" You roll your eyes, "not what I meant, you freak."

You get up, pulling on his shirt and a pair of shorts. Ruben lays in bed, watching as you buttoned it up. "Don't look at me like that." You tell him and he laughs, "like what, love?"

"Like you want to fuck me."

"I just did," he smiles. You roll your eyes again, something you did often in his presence. "I'm going to get water," you tell him before heading down the stairs.

When your brother hears the creaking on the stairs, he sits up, rubbing his eyes before looking over in your direction. "Y/n?"

"Johnny?" You freeze, looking at him.

"Whose shirt is that?" He asks and you look down at the black button up. "Uh, mine."

John nods, dropping down onto the couch once again. You grab the bottle of water, walking back into the living room to toss the blanket over your brother. You lean down, kissing his head before turning to head back towards the stairs.

He reaches out from under the blanket, grabbing your hand to stop you. "You better get Ruben out of my house before I get up, or I'll kill him."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," you tell him and your brother lets go of your hand, a sly smile on his face. "Yeah, okay. Maybe you two should shut up next time, or don't do it in my house? Perhaps don't wear a shirt that reeks of his cologne."

"Shut up, go back to sleep," you push him back into the couch before walking away.

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[2000sangel]

Heyy! I hope you're having a good day. My fav hazbin character is Husk. Could you please do a ficlet where he and the reader have feelings for each other but are both nervous to admit it. Husk is having a bad day and maybe really stressed and the reader tries to comfort him? Maybe says something like "you're always a great listener for everyone one else, but you need someone to listen to you too". Lots of comfort, fluff, confessions, and love please! ♡♡ my heart aches for this sweet grumpy kitty!

Hey to you! This turned out a bit long, and maybe I did rush the end because I'm just...still not used to writing short fics, ahah. But hey, it's finished and I hope you enjoy it at least a bit!

Text divider by : cafekitsune

Husk x Reader - We found love in Hell

“I’m back!”

You announced, closing the entrance door of the Hotel behind you. You had gone out to run a few errands earlier in the day, and now that it was night the only thing on your mind was lying in bed and falling asleep.

Angel, already back from work and concentrated on his phone, waved at you tiredly; you decided to sit next to him on the couch after shooting a smile at Husk, who seemed grumpier than usual.

Albeit a bit lazily, you and Angel Dust started chatting for a bit, telling each other about how your day went and what you did. When the topic of the other residents of the Hotel came up, the spider demon lowered his voice to a whisper.

“I’ve got to say toots; Whiskers over there is in a bad mood today.” He revealed to you, making you perk up immediately.

“Oh, I did notice he didn’t seem up to a conversation, that’s why I didn’t bother him...” your gaze fell on his figure, all you could see was his back; he seemed to be busying himself with something. “You know if anything happened?”

Angel shrugged, then smirked at you slyly.

“Not sure, but I know of a few things you could try to cheer him up.”

You rolled your eyes at him playfully before shaking your head.

“No thanks, I’ll pass. I’ll talk to him though, thank you for telling me.”

Angel knew very well of you and Husk’s crushes on each other, so he didn’t mind playing matchmaker sometimes. He guessed the best thing to do would’ve been to leave the two of you alone, so he stretched a bit before getting up and announcing that he was off to bed.

You told him goodnight, while Husk simply gave him a nod.

In all honesty, you felt a little bad going up to him for conversation now that you knew he wasn’t in the best mood, but you still did so in hopes of comforting him at least a little. When you sat at the counter, he finally turned around.

“Good evening Husk, how are you?” you faked ignorance and asked, resting your face on your hand. He fluttered his wings and nodded at you as a greeting, putting aside the cloth he had been using to clean the sink.

“Can’t complain. How about you? Want me to pour you somethin’?” he asked despite looking particularly beat, as Angel had warned you.

You shook your head.

“No, just wanted to, y’know... talk to you for a bit before going to bed. Are you sure you’re okay?” your warm smile admittedly made his cheek flush. He was glad that his fur could cover that up at least partially.

Concentrating on your question though, he gave you a deep sigh.

“Yeah, yeah. Just a couple things on my mind today, but who doesn’t go through that.” He took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair; it was your turn to blush.

However you weren’t a fan of how vague he was being. You sighed, which made him turn towards you once again.

“It is common I guess. But even this morning you seemed troubled, so you know...you always listen to others, but it’s fine if sometimes you need to be listened to, too.”

Husk wasn’t one to have big reactions but, having been close for some time, you did notice his eyebrows raising a little at your statement. Still, you hoped he’d say something. When he didn’t, you continued to fill the silence.

“...Not to push you, of course. Maybe you want distractions, I can talk about my day or something...just, let me know how I can help now that I’m here, yeah?”

He took a deep breath, then leaned on the bar’s counter so he could be closer to you, copying your position with his head resting on his hand.

“Ya worry too much, really, I’m fine. Just had way too many interactions with...” he let out a sigh; Alastor, you guessed. It wasn’t surprising that he would be distraught after interacting with the demon he had lost his soul to.

He was pretty vague in his explanations of what happened too, but if he didn’t want to go too in depth about how he felt you were going to respect that. Eventually, the two of you noticed that it was getting late, so you decided to turn off the big lights in favour of smaller, dimmer ones that set a cosy atmosphere.

You sat comfortably on the couch, legs crossed as you listened to Husk speak about a lighter topic now; how everyone had been asking to mix way too complicated cocktails lately while he was already in a bad mood. You knew this wasn’t aimed at you as you either always asked for the same one or didn’t even order one at all, too busy dealing with errands for Charlie or yourself.

“...Thanks for listenin’, by the way.” He said suddenly, and you smiled at him.

“It’s not a problem, that’s what...friends are for.” You said hesitantly.

“Yeah, I s’ppose.”

Friends, you both thought, unbeknownst to each other. You and Husk had been friends for a while, always relying on each other when things got bad. Always managed to break through each other’s walls and get the other to talk about their deepest troubles.

It was clear to everyone at the Hotel that you two were very close, and saw the other in a very positive light, one that outshined the definition of ‘friend’; there was something more that you both wanted, but were too scared, perhaps because of past experiences, to go through with.

“Been a while since I sat with someone to talk about something until late at night.” Husk confessed, breaking your train of thoughts.

“It’s just because it’s me, I bet.” You said jokingly, yet boldly. He chuckled.

“Usually it’s the other way around. They talk, I listen. Feels nice to be listened to.”

Even though you were the listener in this case, he made sure to make you feel appreciated by basically confessing that there was nobody else he’d open up to. You admittedly felt too tired to conjure any insightful thought or answer, so you simply leaned against him; the sudden contact made his ears perk up, but he slowly got comfortable with it and cuddled closer to you himself.

“I’ll always listen to you, Husk.”

“I thought I lost the ability to love long ago;” you thought he was about to start another rant, so you slightly looked up at him to let him know he had your full attention; “Turns out my old heart was jus’ waiting for you to come along.” He finished, looking away.

You felt his wing tentatively reach to hug your side, so you shifted a bit to allow it to. It was warm, comfortable. Exactly how you felt around Husk.

Registering his words, the blush on your cheeks spread. This was his own way of confessing to you.

“I love you, too.” He let his head rest on the top of yours as you muttered those words nervously, as if it was a gesture meant to comfort you.

The next morning, Charlie had to contain a squeal as her and the rest of the residents of the Hotel found you cuddled up next to each other on the cough, sleeping soundly, wrapped in Husk’s wings as if they were a blanket.

[lucy90712]

Hiiiii so if u do requests can u pls do one where like reader is jude’s gf but jobe has like a little crush on her and jude can feel it and like when they all hangout jobe is all over her and jude gets a lik jelly pleassseeee😭🫶🏻

WC: 1.7k Living in Madrid is amazing it's warm and the city is filled with so many amazing people but nothing beats being back home. Moving to Madrid with my boyfriend Jude was a big decision to make but after a lot of thinking and talks with my family I decided to just do it. It's been one of the best decisions I've ever made I found a job I really enjoy that is also flexible so it allows me to travel with Jude to some of his away games. I've also made some great friends with not only the other Real Madrid players but also their partners who have been really welcoming. As much as it's been a great few months here I've been looking forward to getting to go home for a few days ever since I found out Jude had a small break between games. We won't be back long but while we are there we are going to stay with Jude's parents and mine are going to visit at some point so we can all see each other before our normal lives resume. 

Jude being the ever sensible person he is decided that we needed to get the first flight we could physically make which happened to be just after his last game before the break. This meant we had to pack once we got up and have everything in the car ready to go straight to the airport after the end of the game. It was highly stressful but as soon as the plane touched down on home soil all that stress melted away and the tiredness kicked in too. Jude's parents were there to meet us both at the airport despite it being late which was much appreciated. On the relatively short drive back to their house Jude wouldn't stop talking about what life has been like and the last game even though his parents will already know everything that's happened. While he was talking away I just rested my head on his shoulder starting to really feel the tiredness of getting up early and not sleeping on the plane. 

As soon as we arrived Jobe was quick to meet us at the door I was expecting him to greet Jude first seeing as they are brothers and they have always been really close but instead he came straight over to me to give me a hug. It's not exactly out of the ordinary as Jobe and I get on well and he saw Jude more recently at an event they both went to that I couldn't attend so I guess it makes sense for him to be excited to see me. Despite my attempts to have a small nap in the car I was still really tired so I just hugged Jobe back until he pulled away to finally greet his brother with less enthusiasm it seemed. 

"How have you been y/n?" Jobe asked 

"I've been good life is amazing in Madrid but it's good to be home" I said

"Well I'm glad you're back I missed you" he said 

"Aww thanks Jobe that's sweet" I said 

"You know I'm here too right" Jude interrupted clearly a little agitated 

I don't know what was going on but there seemed to be a bit of tension between the two of them but it was far too late for me to worry about it too much. It's quite possible that they had an argument at some point and now they are just trying to annoy each other as thats happens quite a lot and sometimes I end up in the middle of their fights. After saying goodnight to everyone I grabbed Jude's hand to lead him up to bed but I could see him giving Jobe almost a death stare out the corner of my eye. Hopefully they sort out whatever's going on between them as I don't want to be dealing with their probably stupid argument in the few days we have back home. 

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Waking up this morning all the tension from last night seemed to have disappeared Jude woke up with a smile on his face which stayed even when Jobe came downstairs and sat right next to me on the sofa. Today we didn't have anything planned as we weren't exactly sure what time we would get here and how tired we would be but seeing as both of us were quite well rested we decided to spend the day going out around the town and the places we used to go all the time when still living here. Jobe wanted to tag along as he didn't have training and to try and keep the peace I said he could join us but I promised Jude we would spend the evening together just us. 

After having some breakfast we all got ready, somehow I was the first one ready so I had to wait downstairs but I was joined by Jobe not long after. As he sat down he put his hand on my knee for a few seconds before taking it off and resting it in his lap. He's never done that before but I assume he just misjudged where to put his hand and that it was an accident. He then went on to ask me how things have been in Madrid and if Jude has been treating me right which felt like a weird question but I just want to enjoy my few days back home so I let it slide. Thankfully Jude came down not too long after so I used that as my chance to get away from the awkward conversation without making a scene. 

Jude wanted to just walk around the town so that's what we did. Luckily it wasn't too busy sure people took pictures and stopped us but it wasn't as bad as it has been in Madrid recently we can't move when we go out over there now. While Jude was taking pictures with a group of fans I stood out the way with Jobe as I don't like to be in the pictures unless I'm asked. While we were stood to the side Jobe tried to be slick and slide his arm over my shoulders but I saw it coming a mile away and moved a bit to the side to avoid it. I really wanted to say something as this isn't like Jobe but I won't do it while in public as I don't want to start an argument and create a scandal for Jude. We walked for a bit longer before deciding to find somewhere to have lunch and hey again Jobe was acting weird as he wanted to sit next to me but Jude took that seat before he got the chance. The entire time we were eating he was just staring at me which made me a little uncomfortable but by this point Jude had caught on to what was going on and he made sure to be as close to me as possible and whenever he got the chance he kissed my cheek. 

The rest of our day out was just as awkward as the morning Jude was trying to make it clear that I was his by constantly having his arm around my waist and giving me kisses all while Jobe was still trying to get me attention. I felt like an object the way they were almost competing over me and using me to prove a point to one another. Jude wasn't being affectionate because he felt like it he wanted to assert dominance and prove that I'm his which just infuriated me as I can stand up for myself. Jobe was also getting on my last nerve he knows that I'm with his brother and have been for a long time now, we are happy together and even if we were to break up I would certainly not go for Jude's brother that's just wrong. While we were out I kept my cool but as soon as we got back I just stood by the door looking at them both trying not to let my anger completely take over. 

"Ok what is going on with you both today?" I asked 

"Nothing" Jude replied 

"Something is going on and I don't like it Jobe you're acting like you can just flirt with me and touch me whenever you like which you can't and Jude you're treating me like your possession not a human being let alone your girlfriend so someone explain what's going on" I ranted 

"I'm sorry baby I don't mean to treat you like that I just didn't like what Jobe was doing and I wanted to show him you were mine" Jude explained 

"Jobe why have you been trying to put your hands on my girlfriend?" Jude asked 

"I haven't been" he tried to defend himself 

The two of them just started arguing after that so I decided to just walk away I said what I wanted to say I don't need to watch them argue. I'd only just made it out the room when I hear Jobe admit that he had a crush on me. As anyone could predict that statement didn't go down too well Jude only got more angry with Jobe swearing and yelling even more than before. My relaxing trip back home has long gone, at this point I just want to leave without someone killing each other. Just as I was about to step in Jude told Jobe that he just had to get over it and came to find me dragging me upstairs with him. 

Jude was very much still annoyed but once we got to his room he pulled me down onto the bed with him at let out a frustrated sigh. He clearly needed to let off some steam so I just let him rant about the situation for a good 5 minutes before he calmed down and apologised for how today went. I wanted to be mad but I just couldn't it's hard to stay mad at him for too long instead I just wanted to have the quiet evening that I promised him earlier which will ideally be just the two of us in bed watching movies and eating lots of food. Nothing sounds better than relaxing and forgetting about the events of the day because today is definitely not a day to remember. 

[chqrrysturns]

lakehouse ˖ ࣪ ୨୧ . ° ׂׂ

warnings : use of y/n, swearing

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"don't you look wonderful." your dad teased as you stumbled into the kitchen, immediately going for the coffee pot.

"shut up. i slept like shit last night." you complain, sipping the coffee slowly.

"well, better get over it and get ready. we're leaving for the carnival in an hour."

"seriously?" you groan. "it's like 7." you stare at him blankly before he lets out a chuckle, sliding off the stool he was previously sitting on.

"try 10:30." he pats you on the back, walking upstairs.

you pull out your phone, 10:28.

damn. he wasn't kidding.

you and emmy are getting ready up in your room, your playlist playing softly in the background.

"em?" she turns to you as she finishes pinning a roller at the front of her hair.

"what's up?" she asks, eyebrows raised.

"what are your opinions on chris?" you pause what you're doing, focusing on her.

"well, i think he's hot, i mean obviously all three of them are." she scoffs. "why?"

"well, you heard what madi said last night about him, and i've kinda just been overthinking it."

"he's a guy, you're hot, what else do you expect?"

"yeah, yeah you're right. i'm just gonna forget about it." you both turn back to your own mirrors, focusing on perfecting your looks.

upon arriving at the carnival, you all pile out of the cars, collecting wristbands at the entry.

you run with emmy, heading straight for the ferris wheel, with nick and madi close behind. you giggle as all four of you pile into one car.

"where's everyone else?" you ask, looking down at the ground as you start moving up.

"matt and chris are somewhere around here, and ethan just stayed back, said he didn't wanna come." nick shrugged.

after about an hour of running around in the hot sun, going on rides, doing games-losing at most of them-, you suggested that you all get some ice cream.

you all ordered, paying for your own but you were just a dollar short. emmy was about to step up and pay for you, but then chris pulled out a dollar bill, handing it to the woman running the stand.

"oh- chris, you didn't have to." you look up at him, smiling.

"s'nothing. enjoy your ice cream kid." he nudges you playfully, walking towards a basketball game.

emmy walks beside you, giving you a look that lets you know exactly what she's thinking.

you all walk around, playing games and going on rides, but your mind wasn't on the fun.

it was only on chris.

evey small brush of your hands as you walked in the group, every lingering look, it had your heart racing.

he knew what affect he was having on you and he was having fun with it.

you were laughing, tripping over your own feet after getting off a ride with emmy before you looked over and saw chris.

he was talking with a girl as they switched phones, typing in their numbers.

your smile faded, your chest tightening slightly.

why did he have this much control over you?

you stare for a moment just as emmy drags you over to the next ride.

after the carnival, matt suggested that you all go swimming.

"nah, i'm okay." you decline. "too tired." you smile tight lipped, before saying goodnight to everyone. in reality, you just didn't want to be around chris right now.

you head up to your room, taking off your makeup and slipping into more comfortable clothes. it was quiet, the only thing you were able to hear being your thoughts.

then, a knock on your door startled you. "who is it?"

"madi. can i come in?" you sigh, contemplating if you should let her.

"i guess." you say reluctantly. the door creaks open, her barley stepping through the doorway.

"what's up?" you question, plugging your phone in on the table next to the bed.

"just came to see if you were okay. you seem like the type to wanna go swimming no matter what." she chuckles.

"normally i am," you scoff. "just didn't feel like it today." she stares at you, almost like she wants to say something but ultimately deciding against it.

she taps her fingers on the side of the door, muttering something along the lines of "it would be more fun with you." you let out a small laugh, listening to her footsteps get quieter as she walked away.

you sat there for a few minutes, contemplating if you should go out there with them, or just go to sleep.

eventually, you just decided to head to bed. there was always the rest of the week to go swimming, right?

xoxo: guys do we want chris to be an asshole or like a sweetheart. because i literally can't decide.

also if you think i should start a taglist for this, just lmk

[somanyratsinthewalls]

Congrats on 300 folower 🎉🎉🎉 can I request caramel lily it's totally ok if you can't lol btw love the way you write

Thanks so much for the req! This is SO much plot with a bit of porn, I'm not sure what got into me here! Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Sanji x Afab!Reader

WC: 2100 LOL

Prompt: “I’d eat 10 devil fruits if it meant I could see you naked.” 

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It was Robin’s birthday, so you and the rest of the Straw Hats were enjoying an evening of drinking and celebrating. Empty bottles littered the dining room table and your captain was asleep and snoring on the deck, distended belly evident of his overindulgence. A few of your crew mates had returned to their quarters, the hour having grown late. You sat at the wooden table with Nami, Zoro, Franky and Robin playing cards while Sanji finished up dishes at the sink. You were all a bit tipsy, some more than others *cough* Zoro *cough* but it was clear the party was winding down. 

“I’m not tired yet. What if we made this game more interesting?” Robin made a suggestion and set her hand of cards down on the table. 

“*yawn* like a drinking game? I’m in.” Zoro takes another swig from his bottle of sake. 

“How about we put real money on the table? I know I’d kick your asses if there was actually something at stake.” Nami suggests. 

“I was actually thinking we could play strip poker.” Robin smirks as she makes the lewd proposal. 

*WOOOSH* 

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Sanji was somehow squeezed in between Nami and Robin on the dining room bench when he was all the way across the room at the sink not a second ago. 

“What an incredible idea, Robin! And it is your birthday after all, so we should all do whatever Robin suggests!” Sanji hurriedly spits out with hearts in his eyes, seemingly out of breath from rushing over. 

“Absolutely not. If you think for a second that I’m going to-“ Nami protests. 

“Sure, I’m in.” Zoro interrupts her. 

“Yeah I’m down I guess.” You chime in, wanting to keep the party going. You had known these people for years now, they were your best friends. Everyone has a body, who cares if they see you naked? What’s the worst that could happen. 

“Aww come on, bros! That’s like super unfair! I’ll obviously lose first! This game is rigged!” Franky exclaims while gesturing to his lack of clothing. 

“Rigged against who? Perverts?” Zoro cocks his head and smirks. 

“Whatever, I’m out. I have maintenance to do on the engine anyway.” Franky excuses himself and heads down into the belly of the ship to finish his tasks. 

“Come on, Nami. We can still put real money on it. Well… most of us could, anyway…” Robin smirks as she looks at Zoro hunched over his drink at the other end of the table. “Hey! I have… some.. cash.. somewhere…” Zoro looks in his pockets and inside his sash trying to find some semblance of money. 

Nami sighed. She pulls a small stack of berries out of her pocket and puts it on the table in front of Zoro. 

“I’ll add this to your tab. I’m going to bed, goodnight guys.” She turns back to Zoro. “Don’t lose it all at once, idiot.” 

After Nami exits, the four of you that remained settled your first bets and started the first round of cards. 

Much to Sanji’s dismay, he lost the first three hands and has already removed his tie, sport coat and belt while the two beautiful women before him were still fully clothed. Zoro lost the next few, casually shedding his shirt and boots. Eventually, after many more hands of cards and many more bottles of booze, the four of you are all minimally clothed. Robin was winning, still in her bra and skirt. You were sat in your bra and panties, happy that you chose a nicer looking pair to wear today. The boys were both left in their pants. 

“Alright, guesshh I’m out…” a very drunk Zoro sighs out as he puts his losing hand down on the table. Wordlessly he stands up and pulls his pants down to his ankles. 

“OH MY GOD MY EYES-“ Sanji throws his head down on the table to shield himself from the now fully nude swordsman. “ROBIN? Y/N? AM I BLIND?” Sanji continues to scream towards the floor.

“WHY don’t you wear underwear! That’s gross! I do our laundry!” You exclaim with wide eyes. 

“Hmm.” Robin hums. “Carpet does match the drapes.” She raises an eyebrow.

“Screw you guyshhh… I.. I’m going to… to lie downshh…” Zoro stumbles fully naked out of the dining room. 

“I’m going to make sure he makes it back to his room…” Robin stands up and dresses herself. Hands sprout from the floor and gather Zoro’s shed clothing and neatly folds it into a pile. Robin grabs the pile and heads towards the door. “… and make sure he doesn’t permanently traumatize Chopper in the process.” 

The door slammed closed and you and Sanji were left alone at opposite sides of the table. 

Sanji cleared his throat. 

“Shall we play on, angel?” 

You roll your eyes. You were up tons of berries, there was no reason for you to keep playing, but something urged you to keep going. 

“Bring it on, Mr. Cook.” You give him a wink and you could swear your saw a drop of blood spill from his nose. 

Perhaps distracted by your tipsy flirting, Sanji loses the next hand and stands up from the table to remove his slacks. He returns to his seat quickly but not quick enough for the large bulge in his briefs to go unnoticed. You smirk. You spot his hands trembling as Sanji pushes his money into the center of the table for the next hand. 

“Wow, Sanji, that’s the last of your berries! What if you lose? How are you going to afford cigarettes this week? It’s worth that much to you?” You laugh and take a sip of your drink. 

“It’s not the money, angel.” Sanji looks across the table at you with sparkling eyes. “I’d pay any cost. I’d eat 10 devil fruits if it meant I could see you naked.” You couldn’t help but smile at his desperation. 

“Well…” You say teasingly. “Let’s play then.” 

Your confidence betrays you. You lose the hand. 

“Shit!” You throw your losing hand on the table. You rub your eyes with your hand, realizing that you have very little left to remove. The air in the room is different from before. Earlier it had been four crew mates laughing and goofing around, now the air was heavy with tension. It was just you and Sanji, sitting across from each other in your underwear. He was handsome and you found yourself admiring his lithe, slim body. You couldn’t help yourself from becoming aroused. 

“Well, fair is fair.” You push the money back towards Sanji and move your hand behind your back to unhook your bra. Your other arm held the cups of your bra in place over your chest as you undid the clasp. You look across the table at Sanji and his mouth was hanging open in anticipation. You aren’t sure why, but you decide to tease him a bit. You use your arm holding your breasts to push them up and together before you let them fall out of your bra, bouncing dramatically. 

“Merde, y/n…” Sanji couldn’t pry his gaze from your bare tits. 

“We still have one more round to play, don’t we?” You pick up a new hand of cards and hold it with both hands. Doing this, you push your naked breasts together with your elbows, teasing the poor cook further. 

“I… Y-yes…” Sanji grabs another hand while shaking himself out of his stupor. 

You had four of a kind, there was no way you could lose. You were going to make off with all the money and Sanji’s dignity. 

“Royal Flush.” 

“What?!” You balk at the cards Sanji had laid on the table. It was his turn to lean back in his seat and smirk. You were speechless. You stared blankly at the table for a few moments before you slide out from your seat on the bench. Sanji watched you intently. 

You turn around so that your back is towards him. You hook both of your thumbs into the sides of your light pink panties. You bent forward at the hip, poking your ass closer to Sanji’s face. You slowly, dramatically peel your panties down your bottom, revealing your supple skin inch by inch. Sanji groans as your glistening cunt is revealed to him. You straighten your back and step out of your panties. You turn around. 

“Well, Sanji. Looks like you won. I guess you could take the money…” You slink towards him and swiftly hop onto his lap, straddling his trapped erection. You place both your hands on the side of his face to make him look up at you. You gently grind your bare pussy onto his throbbing crotch. 

“Or you could have me…” You purr at him, lips almost touching. 

Sanji takes no time to weigh his options before slamming his mouth onto yours. His hands fly into your hair, trying to force your lips impossibly closer to his. His tongue forces its needy way into your mouth. You kiss wildly for several minutes before you snake your hand down Sanji’s slender torso and lift your pelvis up so you can free his aching cock from its confines in his silk briefs. You give his member a few slow strokes before Sanji whimpers into your mouth desperately. 

“Mmm… Y/n.. please…” Sanji mutters. 

You pull away and kiss down his neck. 

“Please what, Mr. Cook? I can’t quite understand…” You seductively whisper out. You lick and suck his collarbone as you continue to pump his cock. 

“Need you…” Sanji is panting like he ran a marathon, he can’t handle your teasing anymore.

“Need me what, Sanji? Come on… tell me what you need…” You bring your hand that isn’t wrapped around his member up to his chest to tweak and squeeze at his nipple. Sanji lets out a high pitched moan. 

“Need to be inside you, please angel, let me feel you…” Sanji grips your hips suddenly and firmly. He could barely form a coherent sentence. You giggled. 

“Hm…. Fair is fair…” You smiled as you lifted your pelvis and aligned Sanji’s cock up with your hole before slowly sinking down him. The stretch overwhelmed you at first as you moved your hands up to grip at his shoulders tightly. 

“Shit, angel… so tight and wet…” Sanji buries his face in your breasts as you adjust your body to his length. 

“Fuck…” You moan softly as you begin to bounce softly on Sanji’s cock. He was thicker than expected, and the anticipation had your body alight with sensation. 

“Does it feel nice, my love? Is my cock good for you? Please tell me…” Sanji breaths out as you use him for your pleasure, trying to contain his own release. 

“Mmmh…” You let out a moan as you switch from bouncing to grinding yourself onto the blonde’s slim hips. “You feel so good inside me, baby… you’re doing so good for me…” You rub your clit into the base of his shaft as Sanji hits that sweet spot inside of you. You bring your gaze to look into his eyes. Those gorgeous ice-blue eyes stared up at you with what could only be described as adoration and amazement. You saw tears well in his glazed eyes, he was clearly so lost inside the pleasure that was your warm cunt. 

“So good…” You continued to praise him. “Gonna cum…” You throw your head back and grip Sanji’s shoulders tighter. 

“Please cum on me, angel, want to feel your pussy when you cum, please…” You hear Sanji’s muttering but you were too focused on reaching your peak. 

You shriek out a loud moan as your orgasm rolls through your body. You fall forward into Sanji’s neck and stop your movements as the spasms slow down. Sanji picks up the slack and pumps his hips upwards into yours, finally able to let go. 

“Fuck, love, I’m cumming!” Sanji slams your hips down onto his and works his load deep into your cunt with a loud groan. 

After you both catch your breath from the intense love-making session you had just experienced in the dining room, you slide yourself off of Sanji’s cock and sit onto the seat next to him. You put your head on his shoulder, feeling exhausted. 

Sanji reached for his pack of cigarettes, desperately needing one after his climax. He finds the pack empty. He looks at all the money that is now rightfully yours on the table. 

“So…. I might need to borrow a little cash this week…” 

[artiepoison]

Icorect PJO/HOO quotes from this website :https://perchance.org/incorrect-quote-generator

Thalia: You seem familiar, have I threatened you before?

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Nico: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

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Percy: So according to the cease and desist order I got, apparently you can’t ‘legally’ be a lawyer if your license is ‘cut out of a cereal box’.

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Percy: Pros and cons of dating me. Percy: Pros. You'll be the cute one. Percy: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

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Grover: Yum, thanks!

Kidnapper: *puts more tape over their mouth* I said stop eating it.

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Nico: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by small town citizens."

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Annabeth in TLT

Annabeth: *trying to buy a Father's Day card at Hallmark*

Annabeth: Excuse me, do you have any that just say "You are my dad?"

Associate: Well, I-

Annabeth: How about "You banged my mom?"

Associate: No...

Annabeth: You know what, I'll just get a blank one.

Annabeth: *writes* You are a father. This is a day. Here is a card.

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Leo: I'm a firm believer in "if you're going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly."

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Nico: You can't wake up if you never get to sleep.

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Piper, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

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Hazel: War is heck!

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Jason: I have yet to encounter a problem where a sword didn't factor into the solution at least in some way.

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Frank: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Will: Can we go to a haunted house?

Nico: What’s wrong with the one we live in?

Will: Wh-what?

Nico: Goodnight, Will.

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Percy: Shouldn't get stressed out, it's not good for the baby.

Annabeth: What baby?

Percy, crying a bit: Me.

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*The Squad is playing Chess*

Annabeth: *easily beats everyone because they know how to play*

Piper: *doesn’t know the rules, but wins anyway*

Leo: *doesn’t know the rules, and loses*

Jason: *knows the rules, but still loses to those who don’t*

Frank: Actually, you can’t do that, because I said so.

Percy: They named a board game after cheese?

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*when the Squad drops food*

Annabeth: Eh, oh well.

Piper: FIVE-SECOND RULE!

Nico: FUCK!

Jason: *just gets more food*

Percy: *drops to their knees and mourns the food*

Leo: *eats the food off the ground*

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Leo: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Hazel and Frank's convo?

Piper: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.

Percy: I'm in the washing machine.

Nico: I'm in the closet.

Jason: We accept you Nico. <3

Nico: No I'm literally in the closet.

Jason: Love is love. <3

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Frank: Are you trying to give me a frickin’ aneurysm?

Percy: Pretty sure we all are.

Hazel: I wasn't.

Leo: I was.

Jason: I was trying to stop them, for your consideration.

Nico: I just cause aneurysms naturally.

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Annabeth: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

Percy: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Annabeth: ...

Annabeth: You mean ring bearER, right?

Percy: ...

Annabeth: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

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Nico: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Will: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Nico: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Will: Is it working?

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BONUS MAGNUS CHASE

Mallory: Nothing in life is free.

Sam: Love is free.

T.J: Knowledge is free.

Alex: Friendship is free.

Halfborn: Self-respect is free.

Magnus: Everything's free if you don't pay for it.

The Squad: ...

T.J: Magnus, that's illegal-

Alex: No, let them finish!

sooooooo yep. Hope you enjoyed

[milarqui]

Scarlet Lady: Sandboy

Directory | Gorizilla

“Congrats on being discharged!” everyone shouted, and the party poppers and blowers flew around, confetti showering over the young boy that was the center of this particular party.

Said boy was now happily smiling at everyone, enjoying the warm feeling surrounding him.

“Thanks, everyone!” he cheered, as Rose gently approached, him, a pillow in her arms, as Ali watched from afar.

“I made you this special pillow,” she said, smiling and holding out the pillow. “It's scented to help you sleep! With the doctor's approval!”

“Wow!” the boy exclaimed and grabbed the pillow, smelling it to find the truth of her words. “Thank you Rose! I'll take good care of it!”

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That night, the boy couldn't sleep. So he went to the TV room and put it on, wanting to find some cartoons.

Unfortunately... he picked the wrong channel.

And now he definitely couldn't sleep.

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“I. Am. Bushed,” Plagg said as he put the covers over the sock he had turned into a double (it wasn't very good, but sue him, he wasn't the Kwami of Creation!). “I'm off to bed!”

“Mhmm, g'night, Plagg,” Adrien said, distracted with his homework.

He quickly flew off grounds, wondering how Tikki and Pollen were doing.

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As Chloé turned once more the room into a sawmill, Tikki flew out with Chloé's diamond scrunchie in her tiny hands, eager to reach the place where the party was going to be held.

“I hope Pollen managed to come up with a cover story,” she told herself in the dark Parisian night. “She's not a very good liar.”

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“Good night, My Queen. And thank you for allowing me to venture out this evening.”

Pollen wasn't a very good liar, and she knew it.

So she hadn't bothered with trying.

And Marinette had been more than alright with it.

“Don't forget your gift!”

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“Goodnight, sir,” Nooroo casually said, as he attempted to sneak away.

“Hn.”

Which was when he forgot that perhaps he shouldn't have bothered with saying anything, as he hit the barrier.

“Going somewhere, Nooroo?” Gabriel Agreste mockingly asked.

“Uhh–” Nooroo said, but he knew it would be useless to try.

“Seems you've forgotten the rules,” he continued, acting as if he were a rebellious child. As if those 'rules' were just something he did to keep him safe, as opposed to prevent him from doing anything that might expose him.

“B–But Master, it's my birthday–”

“Silence,” he said, like the jerk he was. “I sense an emotion of great intensity. Tonight we strike again! Bwahahaha–”

Happy birthday to me I guess, Nooroo thought, almost crying.

----

“Hey Sugarcube!” Plagg exclaimed, smirking, and ignoring the glare Tikki was returning.

“I already told you not to call me that,” the other Kwami said. “What if I called you 'stinky sock'?”

“I'd love it, obviously~” Plagg replied, still smirking, much to Tikki's disgust.

“Ugh. And where's your gift?” she asked, although she was certain she already knew the truth.

“Well, see, I brought some delicious cheese, but I had to sacrifice it to feed a poor, starving kitten.”

Tikki rolled her eyes. It was the exact same excuse he'd made the last time they'd gathered like this, just sixty years before.

“Greetings, noble Kwami of Creation and Destruction!”

“Oh, here you are Poll --” Tikki started to say, turning around to greet their friend – only to see Pollen carrying a sack that was easily five times her size. “WHOA, WHAT IS ALL THAT?!”

“Generous offerings to the Kwamis from my most esteemed Queen!”

Wow, Marinette had taken the time to make something for everyone? That had to take a lot of time, but she was sure they would all love what she made.

Such as Wayzz, whom they met on the way to the meeting point, and who received a Kwami-sized pair of earmuffs with turtle-shell-shaped decorations.

“I'll be right here in case of an Akuma,” he said, picking the gift Pollen was handing him. “Wish Nooroo a happy 3500 cycles for me!”

The three Kwami flew to meet the rest of the group, who greeted them with happiness – it had been a while since they saw them.

“Hey, everybody, we're here!” Plagg announced.

“They made it!”

“Woohoo!”

“We'll get in touch with Nooroo for sure!”

Then, the others saw the sack Pollen had brought, and approached her.

“Ooo, what'dya bring, what'dya bring?!” Roarr asked, eager.

“My Queen made everyone gifts when I asked to come!” Pollen said, and everyone's eyes lighted up.

“Woooow!”

“It was good of your holders to allow you to come,” Sass said, as the Kwami of Subjugation started to hand out the gifts.

“This mirror is for Kaalki.”

Meanwhile, Plagg and Tikki looked at each other, feeling awkward.

“Yeaaaaah, 'allow',” the former replied.

“The pen is for Ziggy.”

“By the way, won't Scarlet Lady miss your offering, Tikki?” Sass asked, and Tikki grinned at the thought.

“Heh. I sure hope so.”

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All over Paris, the latest Akuma was now unleashing his attack, and three people suddenly noticed the strange dust falling over their heads.

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“Hm?” Marinette grumbled, waking up from her slumber – only to be shocked to see Chat Noir in her room!

“Marinette, wanna know my secret? I'm in love with Scarlet Lady now!”

“KYAAAAAAH!”

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“Wha–?”

Adrien lifted his head from the book he had been studying... but all of a sudden he was surrounded by bars!

His room had turned into a jail!

“W-What's going on?! Plagg, where are you?!”

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“Hah?!”

As for Chloé, who lifted her sleeping mask...

… she was suddenly struck by her shoes and cosmetics.

“Ow! Hey! STOP! AH! Haven't I always been good to you?! OW!”

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Marinette ran out of her room, trying to escape what couldn't possibly Chat Noir, and just in time as a boy riding a flying carpet passed over her head.

“The Sandboy just checked in~ Now nightmares can begin~” he sang, making it obvious what was going on.

“So that's the culprit behind these terrors!” she said. She needed to transform, quickly!

“Please come back!”

She turned, and saw Rose... running behind a group of suddenly animated stuffed assorted creatures.

“Rose!” she called out, and her friend turned to look at her.

“Oh, Marinette!”

“Rose, what are you doing?” Marinette asked, surprised, as Rose huffed: the girl had never had the best stamina. “Everyone else is running from stuff.”

“Oh, it's an absolute tragedy, Marinette!” Rose replied... and began to cry. “My stuffed animals came to life and they hate me!”

Marinette blinked. She wasn't sure what to make of that.

“T-There, there,” she tried to calm her friend down.

“Marineeeette~”

Scratch that.

“EEP!”

She had her own nightmare to deal with.

“Chat Noir?” Rose asked, bemused.

“You broke your promise and now I'm in love with Scarleeeet–”

“Stay away from Marinette!” Rose suddenly yelled, kicking the false Chat Noir in the face.

“GAH!”

“She's the sweetest person ever, don't talk bad about her!”

And before the false Chat Noir could reply, Rose was now full-on wrestling with him, and Marinette blanched at the sight of her friend brutally beating the crap out of the fake.

“Run, Marinette!” Rose declared. “I'll hold off this big meanie!”

Marinette made to do that... but first, she couldn't hold back the need to salute.

Bless you, Rose, you violent angel.

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As Plagg made his case, Wayzz felt conflicted. What he was saying was true, but there was still a risk.

“I can't–”

“This could be our only chance of finding Nooroo!” Plagg begged. “And Hawkmoth! We need you!”

“... let's do it.”

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Reaching Master Fu's home was easy, as well as entering (thank goodness the man had thought to provide them with keys for emergencies). Seeing that Fu wasn't awake, she quickly made her way to the old gramophone, and began to fiddle with the wheels.

“C'mon, c'mon–” and then realized something else. “Crap, what's the code?!”

She only had one thing to resort to.

“Master, you have to wake up!” she shouted, shaking the old man awake.

“Wha–a–a–a, Marinette –”

“Fuuuuuu–!” a voice sounded behind her, and she turned to see...

“We are the ghosts of the Order of the Guardians of the Miraculous! You caused our downfall and lost the Miraculouses!”

“No! It wasn't my fault! I didn't do it on purpose!” Fu replied, terrified.

“It was you fault, your fault, your fault–”

Marinette was... underwhelmed.

“Your nightmare is talking handkerchiefs?” she asked. That... wasn't that scary.

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“Where are the heroes–?”

RING!

The unexpected, strident phone-like sound made him cringe in pain.

“What the fuck, who's calling me?!”

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“Noo-roo, Noo-roo!” Roarr shouted.

“We did it, we did–” Stompp said as they waited for –

“Who is this?! How'd you get on this line?!”

A voice that definitely wasn't Nooroo's sounded out.

All the Kwamis became terrified as they realized they had made a critical mistake.

“Whoops, wrong number!” Plagg yelled, then turned to whisper. “Hang up, hang up, hang up!”

The connection disappeared, but it was too late. Still, they all knew what was happening now.

“If Nooroo is powering Hawkmoth, there must be an akuma!” Wayzz said.

“You four have got to go, now!” Kaalki begged, and the four Kwami who had permanent holders quickly left the room... only to encounter Marinette stuck to the wall, while Master Fu ran, persecuted by three tiny bedsheet ghosts.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!” the man yelled.

“Master, keep it together!” Marinette begged – not that Fu paid attention to her.

“It's your faaault!” one of the ghosts said.

“I was just hungry!” Fu said, as Plagg, Tikki, and Wayzz awkwardly looked at each other.

“'Hungry'?” Marinette said. “Master, what does that mean–”

“It wasn't intentional, okay?” Fu replied, defensively, as Plagg and Tikki decided to make themselves scarce and left.

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With Wayzz to keep him on task, Fu was finally able to open up the Miraculous Box, and Marinette transformed so she could finally help stop the Akuma, grabbing one of the Miraculouses.

“This Akuma feels like a 'special case' Akuma, and I know exactly who can use this 'special case' Miraculous!” she said, eager to go.

“Marigold, wait, use Bee Balm and get ride of these nightmares first, please!” Master Fu begged, but... well, she didn't exactly see why that was so much a problem...

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“Adrien!” Plagg asked (actually worried) when he saw his charge surrounded by large cell bars. “Are you okay?!”

“Oh thank God you're not a sock anymore, Plagg!” Adrien said, almost crying at the relief.

“'Anymore'?” he asked... before he realized what he meant. That was going to take a bit of work to explain...

Still, he helped Adrien pry himself out of the cell, and waited.

“Plagg, Claws Out!”

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“Chloé!” Tikki said (for once, actually worried) as she saw the chaos that had been unleashed.

“Tikki! My stuff got jealous of me and came to life to over throw me!”

Never mind. Months in, and she still didn't consider Akumas as a cause.

“Or it's an Akuma...” she pointed out.

“Akuma? Spots On!”

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The moment she returned to where she had left Rose... well, she felt a bit of pity for the fake Chat Noir, who was being grappled by a furious Rose in what looked to be a very painful position.

“Marineette!” the fake actually begged, unable to escape the surprisingly strong grip of her friend.

“I'm not letting you go you jerky sandwich!” said friend said.

At this point, acting would be more of a mercy kill than anything else.

“Bee Balm!”

The bees flew around, and the fake Chat Noir vanished, causing Rose to fall a few centimeters down to the ground.

“Marigold!” she exclaimed, quickly standing up.

“That should hold off the nightmares for now,” Marigold replied, “but this Akuma is tricky, being able to pull out our weaknesses.”

She pulled the Miraculous out from the pocket.

“We're going to need help with this one! Are you up to it?”

Rose... looked horrified.

“You want me to fight a child?!”

“No, no, no, this 'help' is different, I swear!” she replied, extending the hand holding the box. “Rose Lavillant, this is the Pig Miraculous, which grants the power of Jubilation.”

“Ooo!” Rose said, gingerly picking the box and opening it. The light spectacle that ensued brought a smile to her face. “Oh, so pretty!”

“Oh!” the pig Kwami said as he appeared.

“You're so cute!” Rose gushed. “What's your name?”

“I'm Daizzi and I'm your Kwami!” the Kwami said. “Just say 'Daizzi',”

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“REJOICE!”

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“Just because you got rid of my nightmares doesn't mean I can't make new ones!” the Akuma shouted.

“This brat,” Scar mumbled, irritated.

“Sorry I'm late!” Marigold exclaimed, as she landed on the roof.

“Honeybee!” Chat Noir replied, grateful that he wouldn't have to endure Scar for much longer.

“I got us some back up! May I introduce–”

“Pigella!” the new heroine replied.

“If anyone can create sweet dreams, it's her!” Marigold helpfully added, making Chat Noir smile.

“Aww!”

“STOP IGNORING ME!” the Akuma yelled, throwing a veritable cloud of dust.

“Whoops!” Marigold said, having realized too late that she was still in the middle of a fight.

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“The Sanboy just checked in! Now nightmares can begin!” the Akuma sang again, as Scarlet Lady cowered again: she definitely didn't want to be pummeled by her jealous stuff.

“No–! Not again!” she said... before she heard something completely unexpected.

“Boo Scarlet Lady! What are you doing?! The other heroes are way cooler!” a crowd yelled out, one that really shouldn't have been there.

“What?!” Scarlet Lady yelled. “This can't be real, right?!”

She turned to Marigold, who was frantically trying to swing her top.

“Get rid of them already, bug face!”

“I–I can't!” Marigold exclaimed, scared. “Nothing's working! I'm powerless!”

“Chatooooon~” a poisonously sweet voice said, and Chat Noir felt a shiver going up his spine.

“EEEK! Oh god no!” he said, turning to see...

“M–Marinette?”

But this wasn't Marinette. It was...

“Naughty kitty, you let your princess get Akumatized!”

… an Akumatized Marinette. She was cute... but she looked like a devil, complete with horns, tail, and red and black all over.

“And now,” the other Akuma declared, turning to Marigold, and swinging the HUGE sword she was carrying around at her, “I'll destroy you!”

“Eek!” Chat Noir screamed as he tackled Marigold out of the way.

“Ah!” Marigold said, shocked by the sudden turn of events. “It's okay, Minou! There's no way that'd happen! I won't let it!”

Chat Noir took a side glance at his partner... yet another clue landing in place.

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And, elsewhere in the battlefield, Pigella was holding Scarlet Lady in her arms... while struggling not to freak out.

“It's not real, it's not real, it's not real–” she told herself, while Scarlet Lady looked down in derision.

“This is your nightmare?”

Given that what was happening was a bunch of stuffed animals ineffectually hitting and kicking Pigella in the legs (which, given their size and composition, meant it was truly ineffectual), she had a bit of a point.

“No fair, that's lame!” Sandboy complained. “How come your nightmare's so weak?! That's cheating! Don't you have any real problems?!”

“I have plenty of problems!” Pigella replied, letting Scarlet Lady go and wielding her tambourine. “But if I only focused on what could go wrong, I'd never move forward!”

As Sandboy looked at her with shock, Pigella persevered.

“I want to think of the good things in my life! Just like I know there are good things in yours! You just need a reminder! GIFT!”

A large box, resembling a present, popped in the air in front of Pigella, who gently threw it at Sandboy. The box opened mid-flight, washing everything in a pink and white light.

“This is... when I was discharged...” Sandboy said, looking at the images in front of him. “There was a party... I got to go home... Rose made me a special present... I was so happy...”

He saw himself, hugging the scented pillow the girl had made for him.

“When I remember that... I don't want to be scared anymore!” he shouted.

And ripped the pillow he used to fly around, freeing a black butterfly.

“Wow, Pigella got him to reject the Akuma!” Chat Noir exclaimed, amazed.

“Whatever, I could do that too,” Scarlet Lady grumbled as she released the Miraculous Cure.

Nobody cared.

“Not every battle is won by fighting,” Marigold stated, as Pigella made sure the boy was alright.

“Whoa, who are you?” he asked.

“I'm Pigella!” the heroine replied. “Can you tell me what happened?”

“I watched a scary movie and had a nightmare! Then there was a black butterfly in my room, and a weird man was talking to me!”

“I see, I see,” Pigella said, giving the boy a hug and then releasing him. “We'll have to make sure the weird man never bothers you again, won't we, Marigold?”

Marigold raised an eyebrow.

Better hope Pigella never finds you, Hawkmoth.

After what she had seen her do to the false Chat Noir, Hawkmoth would probably rather surrender to the police...

----

With the little boy returned to his grateful parents, and the heroes now scampering to return to their homes, Marigold brought Pigella aside so she could return the Miraculous she wielded.

“Great work, Rose,” Marigold congratulated her friend.

“I'm glad I could help! No hitting required!” Rose replied, giving her the anklet and the box.

“It feels so good to spread joy like that!” Daizzi said, drawing a gasp from Rose.

“I think so too!”

“You're the perfect little piglet for my Miraculous!” Daizzi declared as she smooshed her cheek on Rose's.

“And you're the perfect little cutie for me!” Rose replied. “So what's your favorite color? Food? What about music–”

“Stop stop stop, this isn't an adoption!” Marigold declared. She had already had to deal with enough of her friends wanting to keep their Kwami partners permanently!

----

Returning to Master Fu's house to return the Miraculous, the present Kwami (or at least most of them) were showing contrite faces.

“It's all my fault, Master,” Wayzz said.

“No, it's mine,” Tikki said.

“No, mine!” Marinette added.

“But My Queen said it was okay, and she's never wrong,” Pollen said, shocked.

“That's sweet, Pollen, but definitely not true. Like here where I didn't consider the risks of you going alone,” Marinette gently told her Kwami. “It's okay to poing out that I was wrong. Even you're allowed to scold me now and then, Pollen.”

Pollen's eyes whited out as she attempted to accept a point that directly contradicted everything in her life.

“Scold... My Queen?”

And she began to drift.

Like, literally drift.

“Me scold... My Queen... scold...”

“I think you broke her, Pigtails,” Plagg joked.

“POLLEN!”

----

“Thank you, Adrien!” Plagg said, tackling his human's arm with enthusiasm.

“Huh? For what, Plagg?”

“Oh! Uh, you know, for mostly letting me do what I want and stuff,” the Kwami replied, scratching the back of his head.

“Hm. The last thing I want to do is restrict your freedom, Plagg,” Adrien replied. “You don't have to pretend to bbe a sock to get your way.”

Plagg decided to answer by hugging him (as best as he could, with his tiny arms).

“You're the best Black Cat I've ever had, Adrien!”

“I'm choosing to be flattered, but that's a little concerning, Plagg,” Adrien said, hugging him back.

“Just enjoy the praise.”

----

“I'm back,” Tikki declared as she floated into the room.

“And where were you?” Chloé asked, angry.

“Out.”

Chloé was definitely not happy with the answer.

“How dare you–”

“I won't apologize,” Tikki interrupted. “It was none of your business and would've led to Hawkmoth's location if not for the Akuma.”

“No! I don't want you to find Hawkmoth!” Chloé shouted. “If you do that, I won't get to be a hero anymo–”

“Chloé,” Tikki interrupted again, and in the blink of an eye, Tikki had seemingly grown to such a size that it might be dwarfing Chloé. “Are you refusing this god's right to stop a great evil for the sake of your ego?”

“Um...” Chloé mumbled. She might have remembered a tad too late who she was talking too...

----

“I hope you enjoyed your birthday gift, Nooroo,” Gabriel said, clearly not caring at all about the Kwami. “Thanks to your little friends, I know exactly how many of them are in Paris. I'll find them all and their Miraculouses! Then I'll have unlimited power at my disposal! Then nothing will stop me! Bwahahaha!”

Nooroo rolled his eyes.

You haven't even managed to get the Miraculouses you're invested in, you flop.

----

Reverser

A/N: Like... sorry?

It's been half a year since I did Gorizilla. Sorry for that, I've been busy with my other personal projects, and I just couldn't take the time nor the inspiration to continue this.

But I'm not going to drop out of the race! I'll reach the end, whatever it takes!

Also, that's 545 pages, 218217 words, 1177635 characters.

[basketballanonsblog]

Truth

I'm getting closer to 'Goodnight and goodbye' (which I have not finished 🤡) but I enjoy writing this au:

It had been a week since Jihyo had started dating you.

She was grateful for your patience when she said she wanted to wait a little while before telling the others about your relationship.

"I'll be right by your side, when you're ready to tell them, jagi."

Jihyo had decided to just rip the band-aid off and finally tell the members.

But first things first, she had managed to make it to your training ground. She looked around, frowning when she couldn’t immediately see you.

Suddenly, she heard your loud voice, and when she looked at you, her jaw dropped.

You were dressed in one of your uniforms, currently doing push ups. As if sensing that you were being watched, you glanced in her direction.

Your brother appeared by Jihyo's side

"She'll be finished soon, just one more exercise to do. But you're welcome to ogle my sister as long as you want."

His comment immediately made her blush.

"I'm just admiring her that's all!"

Yep, I'm just admiring y/n's toned arms...

She bit her lip at the sight of your muscles, and the way your exposed skin glistened from the heat of the sun.

Staring is apparently time consuming, because before Jihyo knew, you had jogged to her.

"Hey jagi, sorry for making you wait. I'm just going to take a shower then we'll leave."

Jihyo could only nod as you walked away.

Her mind began racing. She wondered how it would feel to run her hands across your shoulders before moving down to touch your biceps; and more of your defined frame...

If it was possible, her cheeks turned even more red as she became warm. Too warm.

"I need a cold shower."

A laugh snapped her out of it. Jihyo forgot your brother was still standing next to her, and she couldn't feel anymore embarrassed even if she tried.

-x-

True to your word you showered as quickly as you could and joined your girlfriend.

The pair of you waved goodbye to your brother before heading to the dorm. It wasn't the first time you've slept over there but this will be the first time you sleep over as more than friends.

Jihyo was ready to tell the girls of your relationship.

After debating how to break the news, the leader just decided to be direct.

Which is how the two of you ended standing in the dorm with 8 pairs of eyes staring at you after Jihyo called a group meeting.

"Y/n and I are dating."

A beat.

"For how long?" Jeongyeon asked.

"A week."

Another beat of silence before chaos erupted.

"All of you owe me money!"

Shouts of protest filled the room as both of you stood shocked.

"Wha- Tzuyu?!"

"...on a totally different bet."

Either way, Tzuyu was given what she was owed. Leaving her seven unnies grumbling in annoyance.

Honestly the situation was absurd yet so fitting for the members that you couldn't help but laugh.

You brought Jihyo close, and turned your head to kiss her temple. She got as close as she could, resting her head on your shoulder.

"That went well don't you think?" You whispered.

"Definitely."

"Now that you're a couple does that mean you'll sleep together?"

Both of you immediately went red.

"NAYEON!" Her mind went back to how sweaty you were not even an hour ago.

"I didn't mean it like that! Gosh Jihyo, get your head out of the gutter. I just meant like would y/n still use the couch when she sleeps over or will you two share the bed?"

"Well you guys have single beds so that doesn't leave much room to share anyway. I have to stick with the couch."

"At least none of us have to worry about getting woken up by the two of you making certain noises late at night."

Everyone looked at her in exasperation and Nayeon guesses she kind of deserved the multiple pillows thrown her way.

"Innuendos aside, how did you guys become a couple?" An extended olive branch from Nayeon's side.

Jihyo recounted what happened last week and it made them swoon.

"Do our managers know?" Mina's question felt like a slap back to reality.

Jihyo was still in idol. An idol part of a group that had only been formed a year ago.

A group that was currently on a three year dating ban.

Her grip on your hand tightened ever so slightly.

"No, they don't."

~x~

Everyone went to bed not long after the news broke out. Mina apologised for ruining the mood, but no one was mad.

You couldn't fault her really. It was a valid question.

Jihyo walked out of her room, towards you.

"Are you alright jagi?"

"I'm fine, I couldn't sleep."

"Come here."

You moved as much as you could so she could lie down next to you. It was too cramped, but you didn't mind being close to her. You wrapped your arms around her while she rested her head in the crook of your neck.

"You're thinking about what Mina said aren't you?"

"Yeah. I want to tell them but that means I'd have to let you go because I'm breaking the rules. How can I give you up when I've only just found you?"

You didn’t have an answer for her, so all you could do was try to comfort her.

"We'll be alright Jihyo. Everything will be okay."

If only the two of you knew what was going to happen next.

[s3v3nt33n-anime]

How you meet the first years in karasuno

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Hinata: it was a hot day in the country side of Japan, the sun beating down on your shoulders while you were walking around. You walk around the corner, enjoying the scenery when you here someone screaming to get out of the way. You jump out of the way just in time to see a boy with bright orange hair. He stops his bicycle and asks, " Are you okay, miss? " He walks to you and waits for your answer. You nod your head and blurt out, " You're that short guy who can jump so high." You quickly shut your mouth and apologize. He reassures you that it's okay and that he knows that he isn't the tallest but he tries. After that you start talking until he asks for your number. You give him your number and then part ways. Before you go to sleep, you text him goodnight and receive a sleepy emoji. You smile at your phone while laying in bed, thinking about him.

Tadashi: you were a new student at Karasuno Highschool. You were walking down the hallways, lost and late for your first class. When you were ready to give up you saw a boy coming out of the bathroom. He walked straight, his back facing you. " Excuse me," You said, " I'm kinda confused as to where my class is, can you help me?" He turns to your direction and points to himself. You nod your head and walk to him. He waits for you while shuffling shyly. You stand next to him. " My homeroom is here but where is here exactly?" You show him your homeroom on the poorly drawn out map. He looks at it and shows you to the right. " That way and then your second door to the left. " He smiles at you with a slight blush. You thank him and walk in the direction, wondering why he sounded so shy.

Kageyama: after watching the match between Karasuno and Shiritorizawa, you couldn't help but remember a certain setter. You remember hearing rumors about him but none of them seemed true. He looked calm and seemed to listen to the spikers requests. You were walking into a convenience store when you saw him. You were shy but you wanted to congratulate him on his win. You walked to him until you stood next to him, acting like you were searching something. He looks in your direction before going back to choosing between the two steamed buns in his hand. " The chicken curry ones are nice." You whisper. He hears you and looks at you. " Really?" He asks and looks at the chicken curry bun, contemplating. " Yeah, they're nice." He takes one last look at you before taking the one you recommended. " Okay, thanks." He walks to the counter to pay while you just stand there, forgetting what you wanted to do earlier.

Tsukishima: you were one of Hinata's middle school friends. He wanted to introduce you to his new friends. But the one who stood out most was Tsukishima, the one with the light hair and glasses. He stood mostly next to Tadashi and rarely spoke. It interested you. You've never met somebody so quiet before. After meeting everyone you walk to him. " So, you're a middle blocker? " You ask him while taking out your bottle of water. " Yeah, and? How does that concern you?" He asks while looking down at you. You smile at him, " Was just curious. I mean, you're really tall." He looks at you and then sighs. " Thanks. I guess." " You're welcome." You smile at him one more time before walking back to Hinata. After saying goodbye to everyone you walk back to him. " See you later, Tsukishima. Try not to miss me." He scoffs at you and straightens his glasses. " As if." He walks away while thinking about you.

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[gem-clouds]

Villainy

-Life Accounts

Pink: So big brother what did grandmother tell you?

Blue: Well... I don't know else to say it, but she just told me that I am a reincarnation of some magical girl that she knew in her younger years. Pink: Wait, the same one grandma said that helped her career choice into super villainy?

Blue: Eyup. Turns out it wasn't hard for Grandma to figure out that I was the magical woman's reincarnation once G'ma saw me slinging magic. Guess it's something similar to how a artist has a particular drawing style.

Pink: How does that make you feel bro?

Blue: Honestly kinda, no, very stoked! This was something I was looking for in my life but couldn't quite nail down before. Me, this super magical boy the whole time! I get to be powerful and pretty at the same time. I am gonna get to do so much and it's gonna be helpful to protect my buddy Jasper.

Pink: Does this mean you outrank Grandma? Blue: Outrank her in terms of what exactly? Pink: I don't know, your previous life mentored her, figure that counts for something.

Blue: I am not sure if it does.

Pink: Can you promise me one thing big brother? Blue: What is it Pink?

Pink: Promise me you that you will keep yourself safe as much as possible? I want you to enjoy your being a magical boy, but I still to be in your life as much as possible before your next cycle. Blue's voice starting to break: Oh... Pink.

Blue Picks up Pink and snuggles her. Blue: I will try to keep that promise sis, luckily my friend, Cere, wants to be my team partner and Enchant is willing to help me understand my powers and figure out stuff. Does that help your concerns?

Pink: It does make me feel a little better. *yawns*

Blue: Sounds you are getting sleepy, want to go to bed? Pink: Yes please.

Blue: Alrighty to dreamland we go!

Blue proceeds to carry Pink down to her bedroom. Pink in a sleepy voice: Blue Blue: Yes?

Pink: Your the recent incarnation of a princess right?

Blue: Yep.

Pink: Does that make me a princess by being your sister? I always wanted to be one. Blue: *Chuckles* yes it very much does make you a princess.

Pink: *yawns* Sweet, I'm a princess, my brother is a Princess and he is gonna look cute while kicking everyone's butts. Blue puts Pink down in her bed and tucks her in. Blue kisses Pink on the forehead.

Blue: Goodnight sis, love you very much.

Pink: Sweet dreams Brother, hope you enjoy fighting and taking names *yawns*

Pink falls asleep.

[hunterwritesstuff]

Same anon who requested the linzer fic and it was so cute I adored it!!! Should make an anon name for myself....snow anon maybe? Or maybe something else? Idk! Btw saw your introduction post and I'm also autistic so I understand need for detailing and I usually try to pack detail into something unless my brain battery is low lol! But for now...I got another request for ya!

Autistic female reader x Shining glitter and I got 3 scenarios cooked up! I'll let you choose or maybe we can do multiple in seprate requests if you end up wanting to do more than one and I can request it again or idk...sorry if this is weird to offer, i just find em all cute....all are possible things Shining glitter comes home to when they come back from a tour that they don't take y/n on because they know y/n would probably get overwhelmed:

1. Shining glitter coming back from a tour to find that y/n stayed up late to welcome her home and is very drowsy so Shining glitter has to put them to bed despite y/n wanting to welcome them home with some time to spend together...maybe Shining glitter has to sing them to sleep in order for them to be unable to fight the eepiness anymore!

2. Shining glitter comes home to y/n greeting them like an excited puppy, happily stimming and rushing at them with hugs and cute couple stuff ensues...maybe involving Shining glitter singing to calm y/n down if they think y/n is getting a little over excited since their singing always calms them down.

3. Shining glitter surprises y/n by coming home earlier than they expected and surprising y/n with their favorite food, favorite board/card/video game set up, and just watches as y/n comes out from their room to see the surprise! Happy stims ensues and happy girlfriends have fun together!

Hope you like these and have fun!

Of course! Snow anon totally works! Gonna throw these into a blender and make something outta it, hope that's okay! :D

You sat on the couch, having put the dinner you cooked in the microwave as you waited tiredly. Your girlfriend was coming home, so you wanted her to have a warm welcome! She'd been gone a while, so you wanted to make sure she felt welcomed!

You almost started to doze off before you perked up, hearing the sound of a pair of familiar keys turning in the door's lock. The door opened and your girlfriend stepped in. "Honey, I'm-" She was cut off as you tackle-hugged her.

"Oh! Hello! How long have you been waiting for me, love?" She asked, laughing softly.

"Since you texted!" You smiled tiredly. The smell of dinner wafted through your shared apartment and Shining Glitter Cookie sighed in relief.

"Mmm....something smells good...what'd ya make?" She asked, picking you up and carrying you into the dining room with her.

"Your favorite! Hot Jelly Stew with bubbly boba to drink!" You smiled. "The food is in the microwave, the drinks are in the fridge!"

Shining Glitter set you down in your typical seat, going to grab your dinner. "Yours is the one without the pearls, I'm guessing?" She asked.

"Mhm, you know me! It's a sensory sensation I can never really handle, ha ha..." She dropped your dinner off, kissing the top of your head.

"That's okay! I know it isn't something everyone can handle!" She giggled. The two of you ate dinner together, occasionally making small talk, which was mostly just you asking how your girlfriend's tour went.

After dinner, she carried you into your shared bedroom, you giggling and basically infodumping about how much you loved your girlfriend's music and how if and when you got married, you wanted to see if the music played could be hers.

Eventually, it got to be bedtime, but you were still going. Shining Glitter loved you, but she wanted sleep, so she just sorta...pulled you under the covers, singing softly to get you to calm down, eventually getting you to calm down enough to fall asleep.

"Goodnight, love~" And she kissed the top of your head, falling asleep with you.

Hope you enjoy! :D

[nabateaprodigy]

Please may I have a Fairy tail scenario Platonic and angst and comfort because it is between parents and their child and the pairing between Juvia Lockser and Gray Fullbuster is Gruvia and they are married and adults. Juvia and Gray could clearly see that something was affecting you (their son age 5 *he is the most sweetest kid known to man and everyone and he is just starting to learn ice magic) and the lack of appetite for Juvia's cooking and your older brother Greige Fullbuster age 10 noticed that something was clearly up with you as well..you were a sweet kid but seeing you this down..clearly broke their hearts (the Gruvia couple and your brother and Fairy tail noticed that something was clearly up). Gray and Juvia made an excuse to talk to you alone just to divert Greige to leaving the room just in case if it was a private conversation..you were rather reluctant to open up about was wrong when you were gently picked up by your mum and you saw the concerned look on Gray's face..you were reluctant but you then..told your parents that..your close friend from school passed away from a illness yesterday and the teacher told your class and you guess that you should feel relived right? *you were clutching your toy rabbit (Lucy got you the rabbit for your fifth birthday) closer to you* That your friend wasn't in any pain when he passed away in his sleep..Gray promised to listen when he just told you to talk while your mother was already listening to you clearly knowing that you wanted to talk to someone *you faltered again* after a while though, you start talking, reluctantly, your voice faltering and stumbling on each syllable as you choose your words..it was a rough start but it soon steadies and along with it..to keep company the stories and the memories you are so fond of..are the tears *the rain outside started to fall the moment that you started to cry*...like any parent..the Gruvia couple hated seeing their children cry..it was generally heartbreaking.

https://youtu.be/kuU7gEaIGso (to help you with the angst scenario)

https://youtu.be/gLVTeHPu_kY (to help you with the tears ost)

Moving On

Series: Fairy Tail.

Characters: Gray and Juvia.

Genre: Angst.

Proofread: Yes.

Reader: Male.

You're behavior change had not gone unnoticed by your parents. You thought you were putting on a brave face. But your actions betrayed that and Gray and Juvia knew something was wrong.

At first Gray and Juvia thought that you would come to speak with one of them about what has been bothering you. But time passed and you still didn't say anything. Their ray of sunshine their beautiful son was hurting and they were hurting as well.

Juvia's cooking was something that she knew you were always looking forward to and enjoyed. However at dinner tonight you've barely touched anything on your plate. Picking and playing with your food with a sad expression.

Gray and Juvia had tried to make conversation with you but you didn't seem interested. All you wanted was to be alone and you didn't want your parents to see you in such a sad state. "I'm not feeling all that hungry. I'm going to go to bed goodnight Mommy good night Daddy."

You spoke pushing your plate away from you and getting up from your chair. You walked to your bedroom and your parents could tell you weren't feeling the best. Gray and Juvia shared a look knowing they couldn't let this go on any longer.

Juvia and Gray both made their way up to your bedroom. Juvia knocked on the door as she spoke. "Sweetheart, can me and your father come in?"

A weak and soft response could be heard through the door as you replied. "Yes..." With permission, both Gray and Juvia entered your bedroom. You were lying on your side facing away from them as they entered the room.

Juvia sat down on the bed next to you putting her hand on your arm for comfort. "Sweetheart you haven't been acting like yourself lately. You've had me and your father worried sick. Please tell us what's wrong?"

You sat up from your bed and hugged Juvia and she wrapped her arms around you. Gray also sat on the bed putting his hand on your head. You couldn't hold it in anymore and the tears just started to flow out like waterfalls.

"It's okay sweetheart we're here cry for as long as you need," Juvia spoke as she rubbed her hand up and down your back. Your grip on Juvia tightened as you cried even more.

Juvia had picked up the toy bunny that Lucy had gotten you for your fifth birthday and gave it to you. Holding the bunny you now started to calm down and started to cry less. "Sweetheart if you're ready please tell us what's been bothering you."

Juvia spoke with a concerned look on her face. After finally finding the words you spoke. "My best friend...my best friend has passed away."

You spoke as you held your toy bunny and rested your head on Juvia's lap. "Oh, honey..." Juvia spoke putting her hand on your head to comfort you.

Silent tears fell from your eyes and your father Gray spoke to you. "It's okay to feel sadness like this and to show emotion. Don't feel the need to hide it if something is bothering you talk to one of we're here for you.

I'm sure in their final moments your friend was happy they were happy they met you and everyone in their life. So don't worry even in their final moments they passed on happily and without pain."

With his words, Gray wrapped you and Juvia into a hug. You smiled as happy memories of you and your friend filled your mind. "Yea you're right Daddy I'm sure they were happy."

[harveyhawkscripts]

[A4A] Cuddling Your Half-Dragon Roommate [Modern Fantasy] [Roommates] [Insomnia Comfort]

AN: Welcome to the finale of Monsters for Mental Health May! Thank you to everyone who voted. Apologies if this one seems a bit rushed; I just got back from my trip and boy, are my arms tired! This one might be in the running for The Great Script Rewrite (pending). Anyway, please enjoy ^-^

Usage:

- Okay for monetization

- Please credit me as Harvey Hawk :)

- Tweaks, improv, and pronoun changes are okay! Just please do not rewrite the script completely.

Synopsis: In a modern fantasy setting, the listener has trouble sleeping due to insomnia. Their roommate, a tsundere half-dragon just back from a grueling double shift, helps them finally fall asleep. 

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Word Count: 990

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[Footsteps]

HALF-DRAGON

(Exhausted) Ugghh... Gods, I hate evening shift. 'M always dead afterwards.

[Muffled TV noises]

[Footsteps stop]

Tch, really? They left the TV on again? They're so damn absent-minded.

[Door unlocks, opens, closes, and locks again]

(Surprised) Oi. The hell are you doing up? It's, like, two AM. Don't you have commissions due?

(.)

How could I not? You haven't shut up about it.

(.)

(Slightly irritated) Yeah, well. I do listen. And I would like to not listen to that damn TV all night. So, shut it off and go to bed.

[TV turns off]

(.)

I don't care if you sleep or not, just go to your room and be quiet. I just had a shift from the depths of hell and if I don't get some rest, I'm going to lose my shit.

(.)

Listen. You're my roommate, so I tolerate you to an extent. But you do not want to get between a dragon and their sleep.

(.)

(Growls) Half dragon. Quit nitpicking! What is your deal tonight? You're normally so chill - which is why I chose you as my roommate by the way - the hell is your damage?!

(.)

Oh, for fu- there's nothing to be scared of! I put up wards! You know I did!

Look, if I check the magic wards, will you finally let me rest?

(.)

Fine, I'll put one on your door.C'mon.

[Footsteps]

(Whispers) Tu...tela

[Claws scraping on wood]

There. Go to bed.

(.)

Then get a glass of water. Quietly. Goodnight.

(Sigh) What is it now?

(.)

There are blankets in the closet. Problem solved.

(.)

What?! What more could you possibly want?!

(.)

(Sigh) Shit.

Look, don't - I didn't mean - I ... Ugh. I'm sorry, okay? I shouldn't have yelled. I just... I had an awful day at work.

(.)

No, you're right; it's not an excuse. I'm sorry. But I'm too tired for guessing games right now. Why don't you want to go to bed?

(.)

Insomnia...You never told me about that.

(.)

Uh, because I'm your roommate? You ever think that you being up all hours of the night might affect my sleep schedule?

(.)

No, I'm not going to find another roommate. I don't want another roommate. Idiot. I'm going to help you.

(.)

What do you usually do when you can't sleep?

(.)

Suffer? Shit, okay. No wonder you act so out-of-it. You're always tired.

(.)

You do too! You leave the peanut butter out and I always have to nag you to get your clothes out of the dryer. I just figured you were an airhead.

(.)

You're still a hell of a lot better than other roommates I've had. At least you haven't set anything on fire... yet.

(.)

Heh, sorry. But seriously. Going too long without sleep isn't healthy, dingus. Next time something's bothering you, just come to me, got it?

(.)

Yeah, really. I don't keep you around for the hell of it, you know.

(.)

It means... Well, it means....

(.)

(Growl) Don't make me say it!

(.)

Obviously I like you, idiot! I wouldn't live with you if I didn't. I... enjoy being your roommate. And if something's wrong, you need to come to me for help.

(.)

Because I said so! Anyway... let's find a way to get you to sleep.

(.)

Nah, I don't have any sleep magic. Not my thing. We might have some tea in the back of the cupboard.

(.)

Already had some, hm? Okay. Have you tried a warm bath?

(.)

Alright, check that off the list. Oh, I know! There are these, uh, audio stories for sleep online. Like, narrations and stuff. What about that?

(.)

Not even that works. Damn. Uh... Well, do you know what's causing your insomnia? Stress? Maybe you eat too much junk. I know you have a sweet tooth.

(.)

Huh? What'd ya say?

(.)

Scared and what? Little louder.

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Lonely...? Ah. Oh. Hmph. Well...

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(Hesitantly) Maybe I can... stay in your room. On the floor. If it means I can sleep.

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Where the hell else would I sleep?

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D-don't be ridiculous! Why would - I mean, you - I can't sleep in your bed!

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Because that's - we aren't dating. It'd be weird. Besides, you probably kick in your sleep.

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Oh, yeah, you totally do. I can tell.

(.)

Aw, c'mon. Don't give me those eyes.

(.)

(Growls) ....Fine. But kick me once and I'm going back to my room. Now c'mon. I just finished a double shift and I'm about to pass out.

[Door opens]

Um. What the hell? Where am I supposed to sleep?

(.)

I mean your bed is overrun with stuffed animals. I don't know how you expect to fit on there, let alone the both of us.

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Look, if you want me to sleep with - uh, next to you, then you need to shove some of these things aside.

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(Sarcastic) Sorry. Friends. You'll need to shove some of these friends aside.

(.)

A little more.

(.)

There.

[Blankets shift]

Go to sleep, roomie.

[Blankets shift]

[Blankets shift]

[Blankets shift]

Be. Still.

(.)

(Sigh) What's wrong?

(.)

Yeah, well, there isn't room for me and your big teddy. Cuddle one of your smaller plushies.

(.)

Arm support? Geez, you're so high-maintenance. Fine. Come here.

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Because I'm letting you wrap an arm around me. Obviously.

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Yeah, I'm sure. Get over here.

[Blankets shift]

(.)

Of course I'm warm. I'm a half-dragon.

(.)

Quit fidgeting. Just... curl up to my chest.

(.)

There, comfortable?

(.)

Good.

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Nah, it's not weird. It's actually... nice. Heh, your breath kinda tickles.

(.)

It doesn't bother me. Go to sleep, roomie.

(.)

You're still tense.

(.)

Hey, it's okay. How about this? Let me trace my claws down your back real gentle... There, just focus on how that feels. I'm going to wrap my tail around you now. Like a weighted blanket.

(.)

There we go. I've gotcha.

(.)

Gettin' sleepy?

(.)

Good. Hey, before you go to sleep I gotta tell you something. It's important.

(.)

You totally owe me breakfast in the morning. I'm thinking pancakes.

(.)

(Chuckles) Okay, okay. I'll help make it.

(.)

...Yeah, I can stay with you tomorrow night, too.

(.)

Goodnight, roomie.

END

[ronancecore]

Chapter 3: The day she said goodnight

Nancy toss her small bag on the floor and just lay her body lazily on her bed her mind occupied by Robin's locker “Does Robin likes girls? or she just like scribbiling it, and admiring women just like being artist.” She place a pillow on her face, Nancy knows about queer people but she never have any close encounter with them. She read a lot of news paper articles, also watch news in her younger days but her dad turn off the TV, when it's about queer people. She pursue journalism because she hates injustice and discrimination. Other people likes to avoid social issues, as if they are not affected of it. Nancy wants to be vocal about human rights. It's hard to adjust in her time but one thing she only knew that in the future. People are welcoming and educated, thinking out of the box. People will learn about the history to avoid doing it again. She stares at the ceiling, thinking again while having an eye to eye with a lizard that stick on the wall, until her phone rings.

“Uh hello Nance, I know it's already midnight but I would like thank you for lending a helping hand earlier” Robin gulp. She knew that Nancy might as sleep now, and not wanting to disturb her sleepy dream state. “That's what's make us friends, supporting each other. I know that our grades are important for college admission, you are trying to maintain your grades by not wanting to miss it but also take care of yourself.” Nancy's said in sleepy voice her eyes become puffy while she's yawning.

It's already past 2 am. When everyone is sleeping, the two girls are still awake. talking about something their own school clubs.

“Oh, I guess you are sleepy now, did I disturb you? I'm not intended to do that Nancy, I know sleeping is important to you. we can talk tommorow Goodnight!”

No one actually received Goodnight at 3am basically it's day time.

In the next day, Robin listening to her walkman. They decided to continue the group work at Nancy's house because it's not too far away at school. Robin walking with her bike Nancy is in the other side of her, the two are too quite as if they don't want to talk. There's a steal glance going on while continuesly walking towards the paths. Robin can't take anymore, she break the silence.

“Let's watch movie after the group work” Robin suggest even though the plan is I'm not sleeping early “I don't have a time to watch, the group work will be take a too much time to finish.” Robin understand her reason, she go back staring at the street again.

Their conversation become awkward more and more. After a minutes she saw Nancy's house, a few meters away from them as they go inside Nancy's Mom greet them. “Oh hello..Robin good to see you here again” Mrs Wheeler said happily. Both of Robin and Nancy's parents are close to each other. “Yeah, Mrs Wheeler, it's group works stuff” Robin said in smiley face, Nancy just staring at the two. “Ohhhh enjoy here feel at home, as you used to sweetie...Nancy didn't tell to me that you are going today. Anyway, are you two doing well in school?”

“Yeah Mom, were kind of busy right now talk to you later” Nancy lead Robin to her bed room. “Alright, I'll call you two when dinner is ready” Mrs. Wheeler shouted before Nancy close the door.