#he sounds so bashful! how cute!! 🥹

[kairiscorner]

HIHI🤭 i just realized that i’ve never requested a fic on this account only your haikyuu one😓 BUT i was just thinkkiinnnn about reader and nanami walking together with a child they’re babysitting and some rando comes up and telling them they’re a cute family 🥹🥹 i wanted to appreciate some of my jjk thoughts as well so i’ve come to u😘

⋆˙⟡ what a lovely family.

⨳ in which you and kento nanami are mistaken for parents...

nanami holds your cousin's young child by the hand as the little kid points to all the pastries and treats they want to get. "remember, you can only have one..." nanami reminds the child, to which they pout and grumble at; in accompaniment with the sounds of them stomping their tiny feet in protest.

nanami sighs and compromises with the child, offering to buy them a toy they really want if they only pick one pastry to eat. you smile as you watch the child's eyes light up, and their forehead crinkling as they try to think of what they'll choose to get. "hey, how about i'll buy you another pastry myself?" you offer, grinning at the child, then looking up into nanami's light brown pupils.

the child gasps, their eyes bright and beaming. "you mean it?!" "i mean it," you insist, much to nanami's initial refusal. "well, then... if you say so." the blonde sighed, giving in and readying money to pay for everyone's food.

"nanamin, i thought we agreed to split the bill?" you reminded him in a hushed whisper, slicing bits of the pastry for the child to safely eat. nanami took a sip of his coffee, his narrow eyes scanning over the headlines and first few sentences of the newspaper he bought. his cheeks were tinged with a slight red to them, as if he were a little bashful to admit the whole truth as to why he footed the bill for all three of you. "i felt generous today, is all," he replied simply, then, moving his gaze up to face you as your eyebrows raised in surprise.

"...thank you, nanamin." "don't thank me, it's nothing, really. you know i have a soft spot for the kid." he rebutted, with you chuckling at how straightforward this man could be. a waiter came by to deliver the rest of your drinks, with them smiling at all three of you in an awestruck way. they were somewhat mesmerized with how playful you were with the child, and how much nanami cared for them, like a silent protector. "here's your drinks, and... enjoy!" the waiter spoke, grinning at you three.

nanami nodded and thanked the waiter, with the waiter nodding and chuckling under their breath. "anytime. you guys are such a wholesome family, actually; it's always a joy to serve such a beautiful family like yours. anyway, enjoy, you three!" the waiter exclaimed, walking back behind the counter while your jaw hung wide open, your eyes wide open, while nanami shared the same flabbergasted reaction, just a lot tamer than your surprised face.

with a flustered look evident on your face, you slowly turned to the blonde that unfolded the wide newspaper before him. "did... they just call us..." you murmured, trailing off as you wiped the child's mouth with a napkin since they got syrup all over them. nanami didn't reply, he pretended to skim through the newspaper, ignoring the heat filling his cheeks as you reiterated the very thoughts that ran through his mind. "ah, well, no point in correcting them now. it's not that bad, anyway." "...that means you look like a dad, nanamin." you teased, smiling softly as the bashfulness on your face began to subside, but persisted.

nanami's face was hued with red and pink, the only thing saving him from embarrassment was the spread out newspaper before him. he cleared his throat and flipped to the next page. "i'll... take that as a compliment, then." he replied, with you giggling silently as the child eyed nanami's pastry. the blonde man took notice, and wordlessly pushed his plate to the child gently, making the child squeal and smile in delight. "thank you, papa nanamin!" the child beamed, with nanami choking a little on his coffee at the sound of that. you laughed aloud and teased him with that nickname for the rest of the morning, like how a real family would do on a lazy weekend morning with the world at your hands.

[rantaroamamifuturegf]

hi!! i rlly like ur writing and wanted to request smth🥹

can i request byakuya, nagito, kokichi, rantaro and hajime reacting to reader being jealous? or the other way around💗 thank you!

A/N: Thank you!! And I love this prompt, I had a lot of fun writing this and thought it was really cute and funny on some parts so I hope you enjoy it as well!! And as usual spelling errors

Plot: Reacting to their S/O being jealous then them being jealous as well

Characters being used: Byakuya, Nagito, Kokichi, Rantaro, Hajime

Byakuya

When you're jealous:

Thinks you're being ridiculous, calls you ridiculous

He thinks there is no reason for you to be jealous, when you're the only person he actually doesn't mind being around Plus isn't it kind of impressive how he can separate the world from Byakuya and not Byakuya

He's does love you but that doesn't mean he won't keep his mouth shut, like start insulting you lightly tho bc he don't wanna hurt your feeling that much and questioning if you trust him when it comes to others and this relationship so have to explain to him that it wasn't him you didn't trust, it was the person he was around

Asks who your jealous of so he can distant himself from that person so you don't have to be jealous anymore but won't tell you that part

IF you're jealous of Toko, he'll be bewildered like HOW and WHY!? He thought it was pretty clear he disliked being around her so why are you feeling that way!? You better have a good reasoning, Since Toko/Jack does follow him wherever he goes. To keep you from feeling that way again, He'll bring you with him every time Toko comes around

Tells you never to be jealous of that imbecile or anyone of that matter as if you can control it like 😭

When he's jealous:

I don't think he'll understand it at first but give him a few minutes, then he'll understand it then hate it and blames it all on you.

Like he wouldn't straight tell you he's jealous of some lowlife you hang around, but would make up a surprising reasonable excuse of why you shouldn't hang around them like

If you ignore his excuse and continue hanging around the person he'll join as well despite whether it's a private conversation or not and would gladly argue if one of you have an issue with it

I feel like when Byakuya is jealous, he would obviously not tell you that he's jealous but try to give you reason on why you should stop seeing that person and will constantly be around you more than usual and if you question it he'll question you back asking if he can't be around his lover

You'll have to found out on your on that he's jealous and when you confront him about it, he'll at first try to deny it then try to explain it in a way so he doesn't sound jealous but instead it makes him sound like he's needy so then he'll just agree and tell you he's jealous but would be arrogant about it and tell you it's your fault for not being considerate about his feelings but he's just being a bit petty

You'll have to distant yourself from that person so he doesn't have to feel that way anymore

Nagito

When you're jealous:

He thinks it’s his fault why you feel this way.

Would apologize and tell you that he’s the worst for making you feel such a thing and would continuously insult himself while saying he’s even unworthy of being in your presence

You have to tell him he’s not the problem and it’s just you, yourself feeling this way against the person he’s hanging around

I feel like he wouldn’t really know what to do with your jealousy because despite what you said he still feels like it’s his fault for making you feel such a thing. So he would would ask if you want him to stop hanging around the person all together and he’ll do it gladly

He’ll literally start bashing you with compliments. He doesn’t want you to feel as if he’ll ever leave you since you’re genuinely one of the only people who would put up with him and the only single person who would actually surprisingly to him feels a romantic way about him

You would have to tell him that you don’t want him to lose a friend just because you’re feeling this way so since he doesn’t really not what to do other than comfort you and tell you you’re the only one for him and that you're his main hope in the world, he’ll distant himself from the person just for you

When he's jealous:

Wouldn’t tell you, feels as if he’s bothering you if he did tell you and thinks he should be grateful for the fact someone like you even looked his way

So basically in other words, you gotta find out on your own man. I feel like he’s the type to watch you and that other person talking from afar and if both of you look his way he’ll just smile casually and wave as if he wasn’t just debating whether to speak with you or leave the room

Despite all this I feel like he’s the type to distant himself from you rather than having to ask you to distant yourself from the person and wouldn’t actually discuss his feelings with you since he would feel like he’s bothering you.

So you had to pull him away in private and discuss with him about it, he’ll start apologizing and would feel bad for making you even waste your time discussing this topic with a “worthless trash” his words like himself.

You had to remind him that his feelings mattered as much as yours when it came to the relationship and you would grateful distant yourself from that person if it made him feel him better and would comfort and reassure him that your eyes only land and are only interest in him

he’ll try to started bashing you with compliments but you kept on shushing him and remind that you’re thinking about him right now not yourself

Kokichi

When you're jealous:

Thinks it’s the most funniest shit in the world and would make fun of you/tease you for feeling that way

I feel like he might be little toxic and just wants to see your reaction at times so he would purposely ignore you at time and give more attention to the person your jealous of just to see your reaction and would feel smug about it. But he swore he only done that only ONE Five TIMES

He does secretly thinks you being jealous is really cute and funny but would only mention the funny part. Would straight up make you confess why you’re jealous then he ends up fake pouting and asking if you don’t trust him with other people

Even if you do try to explain how you do trust him and it’s just the person, he already knows that and just wants to mess with you a bit

Exaggerated over the whole thing and tries to make you look like your in the wrong but you both know it’s just an act Would fake cry if you called him out on his act too early and would say you’re being mean to him

After once he’s finally done having his fun, he’ll try to comfort you while teasing you at the same time and would just tell you he won’t leave you unless you leave first or would tell he’s the most loyalist and truthful person to ever exist in your life Obviously a lie

He wouldn’t tell you but he would distance himself from the person your jealous of and would insult them/give backhand compliments so you can understand he’ll never feel a single thing for the person and only wants you obviously wouldn’t tell you none of the things he did, but you would notice it on your own

When he's jealous:

Wouldn’t tell you, wouldn’t even let you know. And if you do find out, he’ll continuously deny it and starts throwing random subjects just to change the topic

I feel like he’s the type to want more of your attention when he’s jealous, like he’ll be more teasing and bothering you more especially if you’re with the specific person he’s jealous of.

He’ll quite literally pop out of nowhere and bother you guys regardless whether he’s annoying you or not

He would fake cry and fake pout more than usual if you’re barely giving him any attention so he’ll do that just to get your attention

He’ll probably be more insulting/making fun of the person he’s jealous of even in front of you at times so you can realize how much of a annoying loser the person is and hang out with him instead

If you do defend the person at times from his insults, he’ll be secretly annoyed and gets more jealous but just acts it off and fake pouts at you

Once you do find out about his jealousy at this point he won’t even deny anymore and purposely over exaggerate with fake tears and fake pouts and say that you been knew about his feelings and was “purposely” trying to make him feel even worse

Even if you deny it, he knows you wouldn’t do that and just wants a reaction so for his sake every-time you hang around the person, you take him with you and slightly distant yourself from the person a bit

Rantaro

When you're jealous:

Once you tell him, he would specifically like to know what he’s doing with the person that is making you jealous so when he hangs out with other people he doesn’t do it again so you won’t jealous anymore

He thinks that you being jealous is really cute and lightly tease you about it but he does take your feelings seriously and would actually do something so you won’t feel that way again

He wouldn’t really distant himself from the person but would spend more time with you just to reassure you that he wants you and only you and not that person

He take you out on dates or bring you out to one of his travels or just you and him hanging you in general.

He’s not really the one to start PDA but doesn’t really mind it but if it’s for making you feel better and reassuring you and if you don’t mind as well then he’ll try to hold your hand or put hand arm around you a couple of times

But if you do want him to distant himself from the person regardless of the fact he’s spending more time with you. He wouldn’t really understand at first and questions you a bit but if it makes you feel better he’ll do it, but he won’t distant himself from the person for that long since he considers them as a friend

He’ll probably tell the person about your jealousy so they won’t think he’s purposely wanting to get away from them

When he's jealous:

He wouldn’t even notice that he’s was jealous, he’ll probably assume that he’s upset with the person for no reason and look past it since he isn’t the type to jump to conclusions

I think it’ll take like 2 days or less for him to realize that he’s jealous, like how to took him to bit to realize when he was gaining feelings for you.

So once he finally gets that he’s jealous, he wouldn’t really know what to do and would assume that the feelings would go away on its own. But at first He’ll try to be in most not every conversations you and that person and would feel slightly annoyed if you and that person hug at times.

He won’t beat around the bush about his feelings or keep it hidden away. So once his feelings goes a bit too high for his liking, he went and talked to you about it

He was glad that you were understanding and he didn’t want you to distant yourself from the person but you did it anyways just for him. He can’t help but wonder how lucky he is for you at times

Hajime

When you're jealous:

When you told him that you were jealous, he thought it was really cute at first but was also worried because he didn’t want you to feel that way

At first he wanted to make sure that he wasn’t the problem so he asked you if you trusted him with hanging out with others and you had to reassure him you did trust him and it was just the person he was hanging around

He would feel somewhat responsible if you been feeling this way for a while now and hasn’t said anything till now, so he’ll try to make it up to you by spending more time with you than with the other person

He even apologized once for not noticing your feelings sooner but you told him he didn’t need to apologize and it was just you feeling that way with that person

Would distance himself from that person. But if it’s Chiaki that you’re jealous of, he can kind of understand why since him and her spend quite a lot of time together and she usually tags along with the both of you during hangouts so he would talk to Chiaki first about it and she’ll obviously be understanding about it

She even went over to you and decided to let you know that she has no romantic feelings for Hajime and it’s only platonic. She thinks you and Hajime are a great couple and doesn’t want to get in between of that

He would reassure you and plan hangouts with you more than you guys often do just to make sure you know that he only loves you and only wants you

When he's jealous:

He realized his feelings right away and was so embarrassed about it and didn’t want you to know or find out. It’s not that he doesn’t like communicating with you it’s just he finds it a bit embarrassing being vulnerable in front of you at times so he’ll keep his mouth shut about his jealousy.

I think Hajime is the type to be a bit insecure when he’s jealous and wants to show you off more and impress you. Because unlike you, Hajime isn’t a ultimate and is just a reserve course and if it’s an ultimate he’s jealous of he would feel even more insecure because he would think they are quite obviously better than him and doesn’t want you leaving him for them.

First he would try to show you off a bit, and do more PDA if you’re fine with it ofc like holding your hand in public more or putting his arm around you more and hugging you Maybe kissing if you’re at that stage in the relationship would def do more PDA If the person he is jealous of happens to be in the same room

He doesn’t want to be that insecure of himself so he’ll talk with Chiaki and she should tell him to discuss his feelings with you but he told her how he didn’t want to result to that yet and instead she gave him a different kind of advice and that’s to win you over like a video game, despite the fact you’re already his

He’ll tried to impress you with his video game skills, like when all three of you are hanging out Chiaki would purposely like Hajime beat her in the video game just to impress you but you had a feeling something was up because Hajime never beat Chiaki in a video game before so why is suddenly beating her now?

You asked for some privacy with him and Chiaki left the room so you can talk with him alone, you started questioning him and he didn’t want to lie to you so he confessed about his jealousy and you went straight away and reassured him

You had to let him know that wouldn’t leave him even if he’s a reserve course and you’re not, you’re not going to leave him over something as silly as that. And told him he doesn’t need to impress you or win you over or anything because you’re already his

He was slightly flustered and embarrassed about your words but nonetheless he would feel grateful for you and your words as you hugged him. Maybe a small cuddle session but it was cut short because Chiaki came back in and he got embarrassed and moved away from you.

You guys went back to playing video games and Chiaki went back to constantly beating Hajime and you in the video games but we ain’t gonna talk about that

He didn’t need to ask you and you already put a distance with the person he was jealous of. Bro never felt so happy and in love with you in one single day

Hope you enjoy! - Manij

[eco-lite]

Miss @dianeduane did it again with Doctor’s Orders. Here are some choice sillies:

[Text ID: “Good morning,” Spock said. Kirk took a second to flash a grin at Bones; sometimes Spock’s formality could temp you to laugh. “Are you members of the species called the Ornae?” There was another tremor of movement through the layered circles of creatures, and then a sound: something scratchy, not quite the “insect: sound that Kirk had heard before. The Bridge’s Translator circuitry immediately cut in and rendered the sound as oddly high-pitches laughter. One of the creatures in the front circle shook itself all over and, still shaking, moved very, very slowly toward Spock. He didn’t move a muscle. The creature put out a long slender pseudopod, gleaming in the sunshine like suddenly blown glass, and poked Spock’s boot with it. Then it made the scratchy sound again, more laughter, and said a word: “Gotcha!” It jumped back to its place. All the other creatures began to echo the scratch-laughter. Spock looked around him with mild bemusement. “Captain,” he said, “I suspect we have found a kindergarten at recess, or something similar.” End ID]

Spock interacting with baby jello aliens. 🥹

[Text ID: When Spock arrived on the Bridge, McCoy was so utterly glad to see him that he was tempted to jump up and hug him. Instead, he just said, “Spock, your damn scanner’s gone on the fritz again.” Spock favored him with an expression that was skeptical at best. “Doctor,” he said very gently, as if to a brain-damage case, “that hardly seems likely. Nonetheless, I will run some checks.” End ID]

This was just cute. It takes a lot of emotional turmoil for Bones to want to hug Spock. And this was only the beginning lol.

[Text ID: “And by the way,” McCoy added, “can I at least have a restroom break?” Spock nodded. “Give the conn to Lieutenant DeLeon,” he said, “but don’t be away too long. Though,” he added, from just inside the turbolift, I believe the Captain would say, ‘You should have gone before we left.’” End ID]

Peak Spones dynamic.

[Text ID: “And see if you can get Uhura away from her business downstairs. I need some advise.” “Right, Doctor.” End ID]

It just made me really happy that the first person Bones wanted to strategize with and ask for advise was Uhura. She’s such an underrated and underutilized character, but she had a lot of great moments in this book.

[Text ID: “We’re going to have a department heads’ meeting in a while, I guess,” McCoy said to Spock, “and record it and send it along to Starfleet.” “I would not do that,” Spock said, sitting down at his station and dropping a couple of tricorder tapes into one of its reader ports. “Call the meeting, certainly. We must intensify our search for the Captain. But Starfleet does not require the details of our decision-making process. Also,” and there was a slight glint of humor in his eye as he glanced over his shoulder at McCoy, “there’s no point in giving the, ah, bureaucratic elements at Starfleet any more insight than necessary into how we arrive at our decisions.” “How I arrive at my command decisions, you mean,” McCoy said. Spock nodded. “The bureaucratic mind,” he said, “will find some way to meddle if at all possible. If faced with a decision-making process that they find too…original…” “Too intelligent, you mean. Or too consultative.” “Precisely. Under such circumstances, you could find yourself issued orders which you would be required to carry out, but which would be most…distasteful.” “You mean stupid.” “I believe I said that,” Spock said. “Though perhaps not in so many words.” End ID]

Bashing Starfleet party! 🥳

[Text ID: “We have no diplomatic recourses,” said Spock, “since as yet there is no diplomatic agreement. Starfleet will doubtless suggest some kind of display of force.” “They can just go to bed early on that one,” McCoy snapped. “These people barely understand the concept of death or injury, as far as I can figure out. I don’t want to be the one to teach them what it means.” End ID]

Bashing Starfleet pt. 2, plus I admire Bones’ compassion.

[Text ID: Spock’s expression was calm, but there was warning hidden in it. “If we are successful in finding the Captain,” he said, “Starfleet may well forgive you that…eventually. If not…your career in Starfleet may be short.” “That’s as may be,” McCoy said. “I have oaths to follow, the same as they do. The discipline of the service be damned.” He paused, and then said, “We have stopped recording this briefing, haven’t we?” “No one will hear,” Spock said, “what was certainly a casual remark made after the meeting proper.” He looked at Uhura. “Of course not,” she said to Spock. “I’ll just look around and see if I can’t find my sewing scissors.” End ID]

Cover up the evidence! I love them so much.

[Text ID: Two pages. The first page says: “—we thought we would stop and investigate.” Now, McCoy though, he waits to see if I tell him to get out of here. “Well, you’re more than welcome here, Commander,” he said. “Four planets, no waiting. Make yourself right at home.” Commander Kaiev actually blinked. McCoy had a hard time keeping his face straight, but managed it somehow. Now he lets us know that he would have anyway, he thought. “So we have done,” said Kaiev, with a sort of air of jovial threat that McCoy had to admire. “We shall send down landing parties to investigate the planet.” “Well, go ahead,” McCoy said. “But I should warn you, some things are pretty weird down there. We’ve lost some people in odd ways. Trees eating them, mostly.” The Bridge crew all looked at McCoy in fascination. He ignored them. “But don’t mind that,” McCoy said jovially. “You go ahead down there, have a good time. Our people will show you around, if you like.” An expression of suspicion did not so much creep across Kaiev’s face as run across it, shouting and waving placards saying I don’t believe you, you’re up to something! McCoy was delighted, and kept his own face straight. “No thank you, MahKhoi,” Kaiev said. “We will manage our own investigation of this planet. Shall we speak further on this?”Or in other words, ‘Wanna fight?’ “No, heavens, why should we?” McCoy said, waving a hand languidly. “You go right ahead. But listen,” he added, “you watch out for those trees, now. And the rocks.” He leaned forward a little as he said the word, and waggled his eyebrows at the Klingon. The second page says: “I must ask you. What has happened to Kirk?” McCoy paused for a moment, then sighed heavily and leaned back in the center seat again, looking down. “I killed him,” he said. “In a duel. Very sad.” And he looked up then, and gave Kaiev a long cool look from under his brows. “I do so hate killing my friends,” he said. Kaiev looked at him for a long moment. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, McCoy sighed again and said, quite cheerfully, “At any rate, Commander, if we can help you with any little thing, don’t hesitate to call. Enterprise out.” And he glanced over at Uhura, who killed the circuit. The screen went back to showing starfield again. There was a rather stunned silence on the Bridge. Then the laughter broke out. McCoy let it go on for a few moments, then said, “All right, everybody, hush up now!” They got quiet. “That should give us a few minutes to breathe,” he said, “since they’ll now think the Enterprise is being commanded by a raving loon. Perhaps even a homicidal raving loon, which would be even better.” “I think you are wise,” Spock said, “not to let them know that the Captain is missing. They would certainly perceive that as a weakness, perhaps a fatal one, on our part.” “Spock,” McCoy said, smiling a bit, “I may be just an old country doctor, but I know enough not to tell my patients that I don’t know how to cure them. Why, half of them cure themselves just because they think I’m doing it. Saves me no end of trouble, and it’s cheaper than placebos.” End ID]

Please witness the proper way to deal with Klingons. Every interaction between Bones and Kaiev is so funny.

[Text ID: “All right,” McCoy said. He sighed. “Ladies and gentlemen and others, I would prefer nothing untoward to happen in the next fifteen minutes. End ID]

And finally, I just really appreciate Bones being gender-inclusive.

Give this book a read, y’all!

[feyhunter78]

Can I request an Aemond and blind!reader fic? I think it would be an interesting dynamic. Aemond having one eye but being her eyes to guide her 🥹 maybe she lives at the keep as the daughter of someone on the court? Free reign!

You definitely can love!!! This idea is super cute🥺 it’s unedited and a bit short but I hope you like it!!

The Prince and His Musician

You rest your head against the neck of your lute, fingers strumming the strings as the notes fill your mind. Your mother tells you that the gods must have gifted you your musical abilities as penance for depriving you of your sight. She is one of the court musicians and has been training you since you were a child to one day take her place.

The sound of clapping makes your head jolt up.

“Even in your musings you make the most beautiful music.” Aemond’s voice fills the room and you don’t have the courage to tell him that his voice is more beautiful than any song you’ve ever heard.

“My apologies, my prince I did not hear you come in.”

He chuckles softly and sits beside you, placing a hand on yours. “I did not wish to disturb you. You know how much I adore watching you play.”

You duck your head bashful. “If I was aware you were here I could play something more to your liking.”

He lifts your chin and you feel his gaze upon your face. “You assume I do not enjoy simply sitting beside you as you craft your masterpieces?”

When you were young you had heard tales of the One-Eyed Prince, of his swiftness with a sword and his cold nature. When the Queen summoned your mother to his quarters you were sent instead, your mother suffering from a sore wrist.

You were guided by a kingsguard who announced your presence and lead you to a chair.

“Do you have any requests my prince?” You asked, hands at the ready.

He stood, and you heard his footsteps stop before you. “You are blind?”

You nodded, “yes, my prince, since birth. I can request for another musician to take my place if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“No.” He said, a bit too quickly. “No, please play something calming, I wish for music as I read.” His footsteps receded.

You began, playing a simple tune your mother would play for you as a child. As you played, threading songs into songs, and adding your own melodies, you heard a thud.

“My prince?” You asked, waiting for a response. When none came you stood and made your way over to where you assumed Aemond was sitting.

You felt around until your hands met warm flesh. Gently you ran your hands down the skin, feeling his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, then your fingers brushed over puckered skin.

This must be the scar you heard whisper about.

You feel further marveling at the fine leather covering his eye, lost in your wandering when a hand grips your wrist.

“My prince, I am so sorry, I heard a thump and I came to check on you.” You apologized, jumping back.

Aemond’s grip loosened. “I fell asleep and dropped my book.”

“Oh, I see, again my deepest apologies.” You wonder if he’ll cut off your hand or kill you. You’ve heard dozens of stories of the cruelty of the Targaryens.

He releases your hand and sighs. “I must applaud you, not many musicians have been able to lull me to sleep with a few simple songs.”

That one moment changed your life forever. Suddenly you were the prince’s personal musician, he called for you whenever he was stressed or upset. He sought you out every free moment of his day, much like he did today.

You thought yourself foolish now, Aemond was the kindest man you’ve ever encountered. He walked you from his chambers and any other place you were summoned by him, he brought you sweets, and ensured that you had the finest instruments in the realm.

“Y/N, are you listening?” He brought you out of your thoughts of the past and you nodded.

“Of course, my prince.”

He’d released your chin and took your hand in his. “I wish for you to accompany me to the gardens.”

You stood and he linked your arms together before making sure your lute was safely tucked away.

He lead you out of the room and towards the gardens. You inhaled the smell of flowers and fresh dirt.

“Is there a particular reason you asked me here?”

He hummed lowly, then helped you sit on a bench. “I wished to ask you something.”

“Is it for a song, because I have no instruments with me.”

He chuckled. “No sweet one, I do not desire a song.” He took your hand and pressed it to his lips. “I desire your hand.”

You sat there in shock. “You wish to take my hand or you wish to marry me?”

“Marry you, Y/N I wish for you to be my wife, if you will have me.” His voice is filled with fondness, and it makes your heart sing.

You wrap your arms around him a wide smile lighting up your face. “Yes, yes I will have you, Aemond nothing would make me happier.”

He tilts your chin up, presses a gentle kiss to your lips, and you can feel him smiling.

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[imagine--if]

Yandere Edward Nashton request pls!! Reader hasn't seen the Riddler’s face yet and Edward trusts her enough now but is a lil insecure 🥺🥺 ty in advance x

A/N: Am I the only one who cries because a fictional character they're in love with is FiCtIoNaL 🥹

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Fluff, brief mention of violence 💚

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You’ve felt him, heard him, and will always be loved by him, but you’ve never truly seen him.

Edward says you’re seeing him in all his glory as The Riddler, and to look beyond the mask. You know he’s right, in a way, and that his mask lets him be free to be himself, but as the weeks of being in his apartment pass, you just can’t help but grow curious and wonder exactly who Edward is.

He’s told you his first name, at least. And whenever you tentatively bring it up, you’re reminded again and again that it’s not at all that he doesn’t trust you, but he can’t be too careful, and doesn’t trust anyone else.

So why does he sound so nervous when he says it? You can hear his boyish voice all too clearly when the mouthpiece isn’t on, deep green eyes refusing to meet yours when the subject’s brought up.

Is he nervous? The Riddler, who always seems so sure of himself, nervous?

You’re jolted out of your thoughts as he comes into the bedroom, stopping in the doorway and staring fondly at you as you lie lazily on the bed, going in and out of apps on your phone absentmindedly.

“You’re always so tired, aren’t you, angel?” He mumbles with a soft chuckle, going over to the bed and crouching down opposite you, his masked face so close you can feel his warm breaths. An ungloved hand reaches up to play with a strand of your hair before stroking your cheek, admiring you like a painting, and you watch with a slight smile, searching his eyes before your own eyes move to look at the smooth skin of his hands.

“Do you…” you start, trying to figure out what you’re going to say before you say them, and the Riddler’s attention is immediately on you, “think I’m pretty?”

The Riddler stares at you for a moment in surprise and confusion, before he laughs, shaking his head at you.

“I think your beautiful, my darling,” he coos in between giggles, “don’t I tell you every day? Don’t you think you do?”

“Well, you say that soulmates have a lot in common,” you respond slowly, and he nods, “so… can I see how pretty you are too?”

Edward pauses, taking in your words as his hand moves away from your face, his eyes fixed on the floor in thought. When he looks back up at you, he already seems doubtful.

“I- I don’t know if that’s a good idea, sweetheart…”

“Please?” You persist gently, smiling as cutely as you can at him, and you see him already start to waver and melt under the look you give him. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? You trust me, right?”

“Of course, I…” The Riddler sighs, his hand returning to you as he goes back to playing with your hair, shuffling a little closer. “Do you really want to see? I might not be what you’ve been wanting to see.”

“Don’t be silly,” you shake your head dismissively, “you won’t disappoint me, Eddie. I promise.”

“Well, alright,” he gives in finally, and you bite back the wide smile that threatens to pull at your lips, “if that’s what you want, angel. Hold on, then.”

And so The Riddler gets up and leaves the bedroom, fumbling around in another for a few minutes, until he’s pulled his mask off and ruffled his hair back up a bit, replacing his glasses before lingering in the doorway again.

You take in the sight in wonder, your gaze trailing down from his sandy brown locks to his round face and naturally nerdy expression. An anxious blush tints his cheeks, his fingers fiddling with the green cotton material of his thick hoodie.

He’s everything you expected, but nothing you’d imagined. You could hardly imagine this man bashing in skulls and screaming at the world, twisting puzzles and riddles into something much more fatal than just fun. The only things that make you see it are those clear-framed glasses and the hint of madness laced in his soft, forest-green eyes.

He watches you hopefully, cautiously, and smiles back at you in relief and adoration as you smile happily at him, admiring him in almost the same intense way he admires you.

“You were right, then, see? We must be soulmates after all.”

Tears prick at Edward’s eyes at your words, widening desperately as he goes over to you and sits on the floor opposite, looking up at you with big eyes and an even bigger smile.

“You- you think I’m pretty?”

You nod, running your fingers delicately through his soft locks, a sensation to which he immediately leans in to, practically purring.

“I think you're beautiful, Eddie.”

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hi bestie, are you still taking requests? 🥹 cause if that so i’d like to read something about idol!taehyung meeting reader and it’s a scenario where she really doesn’t know who he is until he tells her himself LMAO and needless to say tae is instantly drawn to her and probably does anything and everything to charm her and so one thing leads to another,, they end up having some good old steamy sex 🫠🫠

Hey friend! This is cute and though there isn't much steamy sex I hope you still enjoy :) Thanks for requesting!!

Warnings: smut (penetrative and oral), swearing

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Coffee. Museums. A stroll by the river. That kiss under a bridge. Hell, you even took him on a train to go round that village famous for second-hand books. Took him on the train in economy.

You feel like all the life has drained out of you while Tae doesn’t look much better. Both of you silent in the aftermath of the news. Both for completely different reasons.

“I can leave,” his voice sounds hollow in comparison to what you’re used to. “If you want some space, I’ll understand.”

You still don’t speak, your eyes not even in focus as you stare at the middle distance.

“I bought you a fucking mood ring.”

Not quite the first words he was expecting to leave your mouth, but still, it’s better than the silence.

“Yeah, sorry, I probably could have paid for that.”

“I bought you a cheap, crappy mood ring that’ll probably turn your finger green,” you go on to explain, Tae clearly not understanding it wasn’t about the money. “You can’t wear that. You probably get given more expensive stuff just for existing.”

“Yeah, but, I like this,” he seems bashful, again another thing you’re not used to. “Because you bought it me.”

You roll your eyes. “I took you round that shitty cathedral. And you had to use that portaloo.”

“If that’s what you’re worried about, I’ve honestly used worst loos.”

“How?” You shove your head in your hands, wishing the floor would swallow you alive. “I told you that I thought Lush was high end. I’m going to die.”

He chuckles, the noise light and airy in comparison to your low muttered moans of despair.

“Lush is high end,” he tries to help but you don’t hear him, everything you’ve ever done around him and everything he’s replied seeming to fly through your mind, everything having new meaning.

“I told you I thought Shawn Mendes is hot,” you look back at him, voice deadly serious.

“And I said I’d hook you up,” he’s got a cheeky smile on his face, only making matters worse.

“I said I thought it was cute when popstars wrote songs for each other.”

“And I said I’d write you one.”

“I didn’t think it would actually be any good,” you whine.

“It might not be, I haven’t nailed the melody yet,” he shrugs.

“I know what you’re doing,” you point an accusing finger at him and he has the audacity to look half offended. “It’s not going to work. You can’t charm yourself out of this. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

He seems to turn serious at that, all false pretence and joking gone. His eyes are soft and you think you might get a half serious answer out of him.

“It’s not like I tried to hide it. You’re just oblivious.”

“Tae,” you whine pushing to your feet in favour of pacing, moving somehow feeling so much better. “Please don’t joke when I’m having a crisis.”

He chuckles and you try to ignore the sound of his chair scraping along the ground.

“What’s the crisis? It’s still me, nothing’s changed.”

“Apart from the fact you’re a fucking megastar,” you screech.

Long, solid arms wrap around your middle the shock knocking all the air out of you. You’re tugged back into a large, hard chest and then a chin comes to rest on your shoulder.

“Now, you’re going to inflate my ego if you keep talking like that,” Tae mutters into your ear.

You flush, warm and not just because you’re in his arms. You’ve been in this position with him before, but now you have completely different understanding of who’s arms you stand in.

Tae’s arms tighten around your middle as if sensing your feelings, his head twisting so his lips can brush the column of your neck.

“Nothing’s changed,” he mumbles.

“You’re famous Tae.”

“Not enough for you to know,” you feel his smile and it irks you.

“You probably have thousands of girls after you.”

He stiffens at that. “And yet I only want you.”

The words do things to you, just like his words always have. But unlike before you’re slower when you give in. You’re not exactly annoyed, more surprised. You’re from completely different worlds, can’t understand how or why you’re in this position. But Tae’s right, he’s still the man you know and however you got here you don’t want to let that go just because of one small thing.

Tae loosens his arms enough to let you spin to face him. You look up into his eyes and then lean in to connect your lips. It’s enough of an answer than any words.

And Tae seems to accept it, want to give his own apology for not telling you as his hands go to your ass as he pushes you back. You squeal as you hit the sofa, but Taehyung doesn’t let you fall, at least not before ridding you of your clothes.

His apology is more than words, it’s his lips on your nipples, his tongue through your folds, his fingers pumping inside you. And even when you’ve had your first orgasm it’s the promise of a second.

It’s him stood over you as he slowly pumps himself. It’s the way he leans over you, puts enough of his weight on you so you can feel everything. His lips on your face, his cock inside you, he starts slow. And he does everything you ask, goes faster when you ask, goes harder when you scream for more, helps you down from your high only to start all over again.

It’s one hell of a good apology.