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5 Hugs from Tommy Miller
Wow, hi! It's been a while since I've written anything really. And I'll warn you now, this is awful. If you're looking for high quality Tommy Miller fic then this isn't the place to find it. It's really just a stupid little thing that popped into my head after meeting Gabriel Luna last week and being on the recieving end of 3 hugs from him. So I hope maybe someone will enjoy this and I'll hopefully have something else out that's a lot better sometime soon xo
Pairing - Tommy Miller x F Reader
Word Count - 2398
Warnings - Some swearing but nothing major
The First Hug
The first time you’d ever been hugged by Tommy Miller was after you helped him find Sarah when she ran off while she was in his care. You knew exactly where his 8 year old niece would be. You were Joel and Sarah’s neighbour and you often looked after the girl when her father was working or on a date and her Uncle wasn’t available to help out. On this occasion, Joel had taken his girlfriend away for Valentine’s weekend, Tommy and Sarah had popped into see you a couple of times throughout their long weekend together so when the youngest member of the Miller clan had run off, Tommy had come to you in a complete panic. His brother was due home in a few hours and his niece was missing.
“Hey, it’s okay. Calm down. I have a feeling I know where she’ll be” you said.
Tommy followed you as you led him down the street and through an alley way right at the end of the road, it led to a park he didn’t even know existed. Sarah was there, climbing the stairs to the slide, just as you knew she would be.
“See! No need to worry. She’s right there, she’s safe and everything is fine”
Tommy sighed in relief, letting out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. He knew where Sarah was, she was safe and Joel wasn’t going to kill him.
“Thank you! Thank you so much!” he said. Before you knew what was happening, you’d been swept into his strong arms in the tightest hug you’d ever experienced. His arms were wrapped around your back tightly, he’d pulled you against his chest and didn’t seem to be letting go anytime soon. You chuckled and wrapped your arms round him, giving him a squeeze.
“It’s no big deal Tommy, really. She always wants to come and play here, I knew this was where she’d be”
“You’ve saved me from Joel’s wrath. I wouldn’t have known where to look. So yeah it’s not just a big deal, it’s a huge deal darlin”
When he released you from his hug, you felt a chill running through you. You told yourself it was just down to the fact summer was ending and the weather was getting cooler. Nothing to do with the fact you were no longer in Tommy’s arms. He insisted you joined them for dinner that night as a thank you. They were having take out and a movie night. Your head was screaming at you to say no, more time with Tommy would just make the crush you were developing get worse, but your heart was giving into the puppy dog eyes of the Uncle and Niece duo so you agreed. It ended up being one of the most fun evenings you’d had in a long time. When Joel returned home late that evening, he said nothing when he found the three of you snuggled up and fast asleep. You were asleep against Tommy’s shoulder, his arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders and Sarah was lying across your lap. Joel draped a couple of blankets over you all and left you sleeping.
Birthday Hug
From the day you helped Tommy find Sarah; he suddenly became a big part of your life. Ever since you’d helped him out of his predicament, he seemed to decide you were now his best friend. He’d bought you flowers as a thank you; he turned up at your door a few days later with a beautiful bouquet. You didn’t even realise it was him at first as the flower arrangement was so big you couldn’t see who was behind it. That was exactly how you found yourself on your birthday; you opened your door to what looked like a bouquet of flowers with legs.
“Happy Birthday Darlin!”
“These are beautiful, thank you Tommy!”
“Ah its nothin’, just something pretty for your birthday” he shrugged “Now Joel and Sarah were thinking pizza for dinner but it’s real nice out so I was thinking we could do a barbecue, grill up some burgers, hot dogs, things like that. But of course it’s up to you, it’s your birthday after all”
“Both sound like great options, you guys don’t need to go to all this trouble for me though!”
“Course we do, you’re our friend and it’s your birthday! I’ll tell Joel to order pizza and I’ll fire up the grill and we’ll have both”
“Tommy…”
“No more protests. I’ll see you at Joel’s at 4pm”
When you got to Joel’s you were showered in cards and gifts, Sarah had drawn you loads of pictures and they’d gotten you a large cake.
“This is way too much” you said, as you sat down on the deck with Joel and Sarah, watching as Tommy swayed to the music that was playing as he grilled up the food.
“Don’t be silly!” Sarah said “It’s your birthday, you deserve it”
“I’m so thankful to you all. The flowers this morning and now all of this”
“Flowers? I didn’t get no flowers” Joel shrugged
“Tommy brought them round”
“Did he now” Joel raised his eyebrows, a shit eating grin on his face “Well I can assure you that was nothing to do with Sarah and I. That was all my little bro”
“Oh, that was really nice of him”
“Super nice, maybe he loves you” Sarah giggled
The evening was spent in the company of friends you loved so much they were basically family, good food, plenty of laughs and of course birthday cake. When the night drew to a close, Tommy offered to walk you home.
“You don't have to, I live right next door. I think I'll make it” you chuckled
“I want to, can't have the birthday girl walking alone”
“Thank you kind sir” you smiled at him “And thank you for the flowers. I know they just came from you and not Joel and Sarah”
“I told ya darlin, it's nothin. Just a little gift for the birthday girl” he smiled as you reached your front door “Have you had a nice day?”
“It's been wonderful, thank you so much. I appreciate it all” you leant forward and wrapped your arms around Tommy, drawing him in for a hug. Tommy was taken by surprise for a moment but soon wrapped his arms around you. Your eyes closed in contentment as you allowed yourself to settle into the hug. Too soon it was over and you were waving goodbye to Tommy as he made his way back to Joel's house.
A goodbye ‘Just Friends’ hug
A few years later when your work told you that you were being sent to the New York office to work for 6 months you'd been excited. You were sad to leave your friends behind but you knew you'd be busy and time would fly by and you'd be reunited with them before you knew it. Tommy, Joel and Sarah had come to the airport to say goodbye to you on the morning you left. Joel wished you well and assured you he would keep an eye on your house whilst you were gone, Sarah gave you a framed photo of you, her, Tommy and Joel. It had been taken on Tommy's birthday when you'd all gone out for a meal. You hugged her tightly and told her how much you'd miss her and that you'd see her soon. Tommy was the last to step forward, you could see the sadness in his beautiful brown eyes. The two of you spent every spare moment hanging out together so not seeing one another for 6 months was going to be a huge adjustment. Neither of you said anything, you just reached for one another and wrapped your arms around each other. Your hands clung to Tommy's soft jacket, like you never wanted to let him go, you could hear his heart beating against his chest.
“I'm gonna miss you so much sweetheart” he whispered into your hair “What am I gonna do all these months without you”
“It''ll go by so fast, I'll be back before you know it and you'll soon be sick of me”
“I could never be sick of you”
“I'll see you soon, okay?” you said pulling back slightly, his hands still on your waist, yours on his chest “And we'll text and call all the time”
Your flight was called at that moment. Tommy pulled you in for another hug before letting you go.
"Just friends huh?" Joel asked, eyebrows raised "Never seen 'just friends' hugging like that!"
"Shut up Joel" Tommy fired back
You waved to the Millers as you disappeared out of sight. Little did you know it was the last time you'd ever see Sarah, and the last time you'd see Tommy and Joel for years.
Reunion Hug
Living in Jackson was as good as it got in a world that was infected by Cordyceps. You had your own home, you had a comfortable, safe community around you. You helped out around town, taught kids how to read, helped in the kitchen, helped sort out any supplies that arrived and took your turn on patrol. It was a safe and secure life but you always felt empty. It wasn't that you didn't love and appreciate your friends in Jackson, you did, Maria had become one of your closest friends and you were so grateful for the day you found her. But you missed everyone from before. Your family, your friends and especially the Millers. Patrols were mostly quiet, the infected had been cleaned out, apart from the odd one that stumbled upon the woods outside Jackson. You, Maria and 3 guys headed out for Patrol, you split up and they headed down towards the river whilst you and Maria checked the woods. When you came to meet up with them, you could see they had 4 more people with them. From a distance you could make out a woman, two men and a child, as you got closer you felt like your heart stopped.
“Tommy”
His head whipped up at the round of your voice, his eye's going wide as he saw you for the first time in over 10 years.
“Oh my god, it's really you” he said, watching as you jumped off your horse and ran towards him. You lunged forward, closing the gap between you, and wrapped your arms tightly around him. His embrace was warm and comforting, like a cup of hot chocolate on a cold winters night.
“I thought I would never see you again Tommy”
“Me too sweetheart, I've been hoping to find you of course but I was starting to lose faith”
You pulled back slightly so you could get a good look at him, your hands came up to cup his cheeks, your thumb ran over his freckles. He was still the same Tommy, a little bit older with longer hair and facial hair, but he was still the Tommy you'd crushed on for basically your entire friendship. You surprised even yourself when you closed the gap between you and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. You were about to pull away and apologise when he tightened his grip on you and crashed his lips to yours.
“God I've wanted to do that since we met” he said when he pulled back.
“Me too” you chuckled
“I love you sweetheart, always have. Sure I've dated and had short relationships but it's you and it's always been you”
“I love you too”
He kissed you again before pulling you back into his embrace. Maria smiled as she watched the scene on front of her. She'd spent many girls evenings with you listening as you told her all about Tommy Miller and how much you crushed on him. She was glad to see you reunited and finally giving into how you really felt about him. She spoke to Tommy's travelling companions on the way back into town and organised somewhere for them to stay. She knew she didn't need to bother about Tommy as you wouldn't be letting him go ever again.
Wedding Hug
It was easy to adjust to being in a relationship with Tommy, you'd basically acted like a couple whilst you were just friends anyway. When Tommy filled you in on everything that had happened since you'd last seen him, from losing Sarah, going his separate ways from Joel, the Fireflies, going it alone, you'd both decided not to waste any time together. You'd been reuinited a few months when Tommy asked if you'd marry him. You asked the kind old man who worked in the place of worship in Jackson if he would perform a wedding ceremony for you. When he agreed, Maria helped you both sort rings and she managed to find you a dress to wear and a suit for Tommy. Neither outfit was anything special but neither of you cared. You said your vows to one another underneath the beautiful apple tree in the town with only the old man and Maria there to witness it. You didn't want any fuss so after your vows the pair of you headed back to your home as husband and wife. Tommy pulled you into his arms as soon as you were through the door, hugging you tightly to his chest. #
“Thank you for agreeing to marry me love, it's the best fuckin' thing that's ever happened to me”
“Thank you for asking me. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me”
“So how about I take my wife upstairs to our bed”
“I think that sound's like a wonderful idea husband. Our first night as husband and wife. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you”
As you lay in Tommy's arms later that night you couldn't help but think back to all the moments you'd had together. From the very first time he hugged you after finding Sarah, to leaving him behind when you went to New York, right to earlier that day when you'd said I do. Things hadn't always been smooth sailing for the pair of you but you knew that Tommy Miller was the love of your life and you couldn't wait to see what life would throw at you next. All you knew for certain was that you'd be happy just to spend the rest of your life in your husbands embrace.
#tommy miller x reader#its so bad im so sorry#the bit tommy calls you love is totally because gabriel luna called me love#hopefully ill write something better soon
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The Power Of Suggestion.
The one in which T/oji, G/eto and G/ojo are all hanging out, when G/eto decides to tease G/ojo a little, and they find out something very interesting about their other friend. This is purely indulgent snz nonsense and they will all be sneezing because I say so and because I want to, is my fic, sue me~~ Um so this is absolutely AU, because well… obvious reasons… but just picture the G/eto + G/ojo dynamic exactly as it was (cough lovers cough), but adding T/oji to the mix as he is, just a touch less murderous intent <3.
And SOSOSO much credit to @lycheeehehe for getting me feral over this man and also for the idea that he’s suggestible. (hope you don’t mind the tag <3) PLEASE go check out their headcanon list for him!! I am absolutely using their ideas in this <333 To anyone who bothers to read this nonsense, thank you! And I hope you enjoy~
Characters: G/eto, G/ojo, and T/oji Word Count: 2.2k
(References to swearing, mild violence implications and smoking, in case anyone doesn't like those!)
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Getting a day off at Jujutsu Tech is almost unheard of. There’s always some student that needs training, some mission to oversee, or a mission to do yourself. Getting a day off is almost unheard of, but getting some free time is not. Especially when you happen to be the strongest teachers. I mean… who’s gonna stop you?
This is what leads to Gojo and Geto having a picnic outside in the middle of the day. Geto lets out a sigh, relaxing against the blanket, bathing in the warmth of the spring sun. Next to him Gojo shovels mochi into his face at a rate Geto finds a touch alarming.
“Slow down a bit. Remember, we’re all meant to share those.”
“You’re the one who bought my favourite flavour of mochi! Besides, I brought the alcohol, and you know I don’t like that stuff. Fair trade, isn’t it?”
“Even if I agreed, he doesn’t drink either, so you still have to share.”
“Speaking of which, he’s late. Like always.”
“Cut him some slack. Unlike you, Toji still takes his job seriously.”
“Hey! What is that supposed to mea- Oh, hello there!”
Geto sits up, eyes scanning the field, only seeing Toji’s approach thanks to Gojo’s wave. ‘Despite knowing him for over five years now, I could never get the hang of sensing his presence. I believe he enjoys that fact. It seems to annoy him at times that Gojo catches on so easily.’ Geto offers a laugh, sitting up to meet Gojo’s gaze, sunglasses askew just enough to show the mischief in his eyes. ‘He called out before Toji on purpose, entirely to piss him off.’
“Punctual as ever, Toji.”
“Whenever I arrive I’m on time, long as it’s when I want to get there.”
“Vague as ever as well. Either way, it’s of no matter, good you got here when you did. Satoru’s nearly finished the mochi.”
“I have not!”
Turning away from Toji and back to Gojo, Geto doesn’t miss the powder hanging off his lips. ‘Talking with his mouth full. Still distasteful, even by his standards.’ Grabbing a seat, Toji lets a sigh out, leaning down onto his back much like Geto was previously doing. He throws a comment at Gojo from his position.
“How many pieces remain?”
“There’s at least- uh… t- two…”
“Is that counting the one in your mouth?”
“Umm….”
“I’ll take that as a yes. I want the other one. Throw in some of that meat and we’ll call it even.”
“You mean a sandwich?”
“If I wanted a sandwich I would have asked for one. I said meat.”
A smirk forms over Toji’s face, Geto letting out a chuckle as Gojo passes over the mochi, a sulk starting to form. Reaching into the basket, Geto pulls out a few sandwiches, tossing the bread back in as he hands Toji the meat by itself. ‘Who am I to judge what people eat…’
“Thanks. Now, can I take a nap here, or do you wanna spar a bit first? Been a long day.”
“Can wait till later.”
Gojo offers, waving in a vague gesture before leaning his head down into Geto’s lap. In return Geto lets his hands wander through the white hair, stroking it as Gojo purrs. The sunglasses slowly slip down his nose until Geto pulls them off, setting them aside next to the basket. They stay like that for a minute, light snores starting to pour from Toji, until a smile starts to spread against Gojo’s face.
“What are you-”
“Hey Fushiguro, think fast!”
The cup Gojo tossed lands squarely on Toji’s face, Geto suppressing a laugh at the yelp that escapes from the gruff man. A glare shoots out at Gojo, Toji sitting up with a vicious grin, something dark starting to spread into his eyes. ‘Despite knowing he’s our ally, that look never gets less terrifying.’
“You wanna fight, Gojo? I’ve been craving a good ass kicking.”
“Better run, Satoru. Got a feeling he’s about to beat you to a pulp.”
“I’m sorry! I take it back!”
“I’ll start with that pretty face of yours.”
“Hey- woah- I need my face! How else am I supposed to get out of situations that go bad?”
“Maybe try not letting them go bad? Or, and here’s a new concept to you, don’t be the reason they go wrong, and maybe you won’t get blamed?”
His mouth hanging open, Gojo raises an arm to mockingly drape over his face, Geto still finding himself being used as a human shield. ‘Despite the dramatics, we all know Toji couldn’t put a scratch on your face. Not anymore, at least. You have better control over infinity, and he doesn’t have the motivation.’
“You wound me, Toji!”
“Another handful of meat and I’ll consider the assault forgiven.”
Reaching down to grab the meat, Gojo’s uncovered eyes meet the warm sun, his face immediately ducking into Geto’s chest. Geto in return sighs, grabbing the sunglasses to prevent further outbursts he’ll have to clean up. Toji sighs, grabbing the meat himself while the others are distracted.
“ihh’TIShh’kiew-! eh’gnchh’kiew-! hehh- aiYIShhiew-!”
“Bless. Why did you have to aim that at me?”
“It came on fast. Besides, you’re the one who took off my sunglasses, so really it’s your fault.”
“Oh, is that the game we’re playing?”
“What do you mea-”
“It’s not my fault you’re so sensitive, Satoru.”
Geto smirks as a cautious look crosses Gojo’s features, his nose twitching already. ‘He’s smart enough to know where I’m going with this. Looks like he’s reacting before I even get started.’ A hand raises to scrub at his face as Gojo casts a desperate look towards Toji, who for his part, seems utterly confused. ‘I guess I’ve never showed him this little party trick. He’s in for quite the show.’
“I mean, even the sun sets you off? What doesn’t get your nose itchy? Look at it now, it’s already twitching again.”
“S- hehh… Suguru… dohhhhn’t…”
“It looks almost like a bunny, all scrunched up like that. It must be tickling so much.”
“hAH’aIYshhiew-! heH- dtshhh’kiew-!”
“Oh, bless. Even after those, your nose is still trembling. Does it almost feel like the tickle is gently buzzing through your nose, touching every sensitive-”
“ihh’gEShhh’kiew-! huh’tiSHhew-! huhh… hh- aiyshh-keashh-aiiishhh’iew-!”
Glancing over at Toji to catch his reaction to this little episode, Geto’s surprised to find his head ducking into his chest in a tight bob. Meeting his eyes however, there’s no sign of distress, a gruff chuckle spilling from his chest as Gojo’s eyes start to water. ‘Hm. Must have been nothing. Guess I’ll continue the show.’
“Suguruuu~ thihhhs isn’t- heHh-! fa- ahh… fair!”
“Sorry, didn’t quite catch that, what did you say? It’s a bit hard to hear you through those ticklish breaths.”
“eh’GEchh’iew-! hheHHh-! nnNTShh’kiew-! heh’AIYshhiew-! G- god it tihhhckles…”
“How bad? Almost like a feather is tracing your nose?”
“hH’INchhiew-! hahh-! teschhh’kiew-!”
“knt-!”
“What was that?”
“Nothin’ that I heard.”
Geto’s eyes snap off Gojo, searching for the source of the noise. Toji’s response draws his attention, but there’s no indication across his face that he’s lying. Deciding to focus back on his boyfriend ‘Who’s currently attempting to rub his nose off his face apparently-’ Geto lets out a warm laugh, mischief that would rival Gojo’s flashing through his eyes.
“Getting in every corner, leaving little puffs of fluff behind as the tickle-”
“heh’IShhiew-! aihhh… heHhh-! guhh… uhhH- kiEShh’diew-! hNNChh’kiew-!”
“hH’knGt-! eh’dnT-!”
The sound comes again, this time Geto doesn’t miss Toji’s head snapping to his chest with each noise. Once he raises it again, there’s not a trace of any irritation, except a faint hue of pink starting to form around his nose. Geto meets his eyes, watching the tint spread down his cheeks.
“Are you- sneezing?”
“And what of it? Happens sometimes, I’m human after all.”
This catches Gojo’s attention, shifting his focus from his own nose to Toji’s face. His sunglasses tilt down as he seems to analyze the man glaring him down. Geto matches the gaze, catching the way Toji shifts nervously under the stare as his nose starts to scrunch again.
“You sure that’s all? You seem a bit itchy.”
“Just drop it. I’m fine.”
“Well alright!”
Geto offers a warm smile, letting his eyes close as the crinkles form in his cheeks, before pretending to turn his attention back to Gojo. ‘I have a theory to test… but I have a feeling if I’m too obvious he’ll retaliate. Or, more likely, escalate to violence.’ Meeting eyes, Gojo gives him a nod, quite understanding of the plan.
“Look at how pink your nose is getting, it’s practically quivering. I bet you have to sneeze so bad, don’t you?”
“heH’ITChhhiew-! uhh… hihH-! kieshhhew-! hehHhhH-! heH- hH’geNShh’kiew-! aiyshh’diue-!”
Despite knowing it’s not meant for him, Gojo’s nose remains just as sensitive to suggestion, a fit bursting from him before he can prevent it. Geto’s focus shifts back to Toji, watching as his own nose twitches, a fist raising to crush it as his breath snags. Gojo starts to smirk, lightly pinching his own nose to get a few words out before he sneezes again.
“It’s just so itchy.”
“hH’KNgT-! innGDT-! eh’dehNGT-!”
“It’s ahhlmost like the tihhh… tickle… hehHH-! The tickle is just spreaahhhh… spreading throug- heH’IShh’kiew-! Through my n- nose…. hH’tnSHhh’diew-!”
“hH’RRSHHh’oo-! ah’RRUSHH’shoo-! eH’GNZSHhh’aah-!”
Giggles burst from the duo before they can stop them, Toji shooting them a dark look, one that’s completely undercut by the way his nose twitched. Geto gets a hold of himself first, managing to meet the glare with a smirk of his own.
“Geto I swear to god-”
“Your nose is twitching, Toji. Does it itch? Is the tickle slowly spreading up from the tip-”
“I hhhhate you- uh’RSHHH’aa-! ahRUSHhzshho-!
“hh’tiESHh’iew-! hehh… ahhh-! hah’aiiyshhiew-!”
“Fuck- heH’NNZSHhh’aa-! aiRSHH’ouh-!”
Matching sneezes echo from Gojo as he doubles over into his lap, mirroring Toji’s movements as they both palm at their noses. Just as Geto’s about to start laughing again at the adorable sight, he takes notice of the evil grin Toji’s wearing. ‘This can’t be good…’
“Hey Geto.”
“Hm?”
“Play wicked games, win wicked prizes.”
Before he can ask what that means, Geto’s face pales at the cigarette Toji pulls out and lights in one fluid motion, raising it to his lips. Geto opens his mouth to protest but gets cut off by a waft of smoke Toji blows right at his face.
“ih’gxxt’choo-! heh’kxxt’chh-! inxxt’chho-! hh’txxt’chh-!”
“You know what? This actually is pretty funny.”
“tnxxgt’choo-! eh’kshhnt’oo-! eh’keshh’ieuu-!”
Gojo’s practically rolling around with laughter as tears spill freely from his eyes, Toji chiming in with a rough laugh of his own, cigarette hanging from his mouth mockingly. ‘Touche but- knxxgt’chh-! I’m not done in that easily.’ Even his thoughts are interrupted by sneezes. Still, Geto rubs his nose, deciding to use this to his advantage.
“Y- you’re right… hh’dnNShh’iue-! It just ti… tihhhh… tickles so much… it’s like there’s- knxxgt’choo-! This soft feeling slowly- hnXGT’chh-! Invading my nose, running frroohhhm… from the bridge, all the way down… d- down… eH’dnxgt’choo-! Down to the tip.”
The reaction is just as he planned, Toji’s nose practically red from the abuse it’s suffering, starts to scrunch again, giving him only enough time to wrench to the side as the fit begins again. Gojo doesn’t even bother, his trembling nose being pressed into his hands as he harmonizes with his own outburst.
“huH’RRZZShhh’oo-! hehh- hh’zzASHHH’oo-! Geto you- hnNZSHh’uuh-!”
“aiyshh’kiew-! huhh... heh- ihhh’tiEShhiew-! knEShh’diew-!”
“rrRUSHhh’aa-! You’re a dihhhck. hEH’RDJShh’ouh-!”
“aiyshhiew-! hehh.. I h- have to… huHhh-! hh’keshh’chiew-!”
Not able to get the cigarette out in time, Toji leans forward with a light cough, blowing smoke right onto the other two. Gojo’s not as allergic as Geto, but having it blown right at him gets his eyes watering up immediately, Geto not even getting a breath before the next series of sneezes overtakes him.
“eh’gnxsh’ue-! hH’keshh’shuu-! hehknxt’choo-! inxxt’choo-! heh’knxxt’chh-! eh’dnShh’uee-!”
“heH’AIyshh’kiew-! ehh… hiH’eSHh’diew-!”
“Weak, the b- huhh… Both of youuu uhH’RUSHH’aa-! AERSHH’oo-!”
“Not sounding so invulnerable yourself, Toji. eh’aIYshh’diew-! ehhh-! hah’dieshh’kiew-!”
“Okay, okay, you two. We give, you win Toji. hh’knxt’choo-!”
“Like usual.”
The sneezes slowly fade out, laughter replacing them as all three find themselves laying down, gazing up at the sky as they wipe the tears from their eyes. Geto can’t help but smile at the scene, three of the strongest people at Jujutsu Tech reduced to a panting mess from a cloud of smoke and some words.
“I didn’t know you were as sensitive as Satoru.”
“Hey-”
“I’m not. Just a tad suggestible is all.”
“I see.”
“You tell anyone you die, you got that Suguru?”
In lieu of a response, Geto offers an innocent smile, reaching over and tapping the tip of Gojo’s nose. He gets a whimper in response, Gojo twisting around to bury his nose in the blanket as the sneezes start again. Toji winces at the action, chuckling lightly as Geto lays back down.
“hehHH-! eiSHh’diew-! Hahh… hah’kESHhh’iew-!”
“Seems he maintains his position as the most sensitive.”
“Ru- hUH’tIShh’kiew-! Rude.”
“Gross, Satoru.”
“Th- thanksfor- iHH’keSHh’diew-! Thanks for your concern T- tehH’eSHhh’iew-! Toji.”
“Geto, you better make sure he washes that before you put it back.”
“hAHhh… eh’geSHhhh’kiew-! enchshhh’iew-!”
Laughter descends over the three friends once more as Gojo leans into Geto, his arm casually draping across Toji’s chest. Normally this type of overly clingy affection was not stood for, but after the events of today, Toji lets it slide. The three of them close their eyes, bathing in the sun’s gentle embrace once more. For a moment, just a moment, they’re not the strongest, sorcerers, killers, or anything.
They’re just three friends sharing a blanket on a warm spring day.
#waterfallwrites#am i proud of this? not really no. do i want to post it anyways bc its all i got? yep!#its not my best work but i have the brain rot and so it was born#i promise ill write something better for t/oji <33 maybe not super soon but i do wanna give him his own#just right now i was craving all of them#hopefully its still a bit enjoyable behind all the bad writing lmao~~#thank you so much to anyone who bothers to read!!#double thankings to anyone who comments/tags i appreciate you all so much#snz#snzkink#j/jk#s/atoru g/ojo#s/uguru g/eto#t/oji f/ushiguro
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several days and 15 thousand words later, i am relieved to report that the suffocating urge to Write Something has been sated and no longer has me in a chokehold
#Seven.txt#writing stuff#thinking of that post that’s like ‘u Have To make art or all the ideas stay stuck in ur brain and make u sick’ bc yeah thats been the vibe#wish i wasn’t so all or nothing about it tho. but alas. i’m that way with everything in my life#i either expect 10k in a day from myself or i don’t write at all for weeks. or months :)#and my average pace is about 500 words per hour. so u can see. how that might be a problem. given how many hours are in a day.#and that’s obviously not sustainable. but idk if it’s adhd or what but it’s So hard to quickly start and stop tasks just Whenever#i struggle to be one of those ppl that can consistently write like. 500 words a day every day and then wow! soon you have a whole novel#nah. once i get myself in the Zone then i’m Goin’ and i can’t stop until i’m Done or i collapse from ignoring my body’s needs lmao#it’s something i should make an effort to do though bc i’d love to be consistently chipping away at things instead of working in bursts#anyways this is a lotta negative self-commentary for what is actually a Positive post! bc yay!! i wrote a thing!! Two things actually!!! 🎉#i got the follow-up to last year’s Matt oneshot done And i wrote the next chapter of Heaven in Hiding after uh. a year and some months#i wanted to blow the dust off the ol’ keyboard by starting with writing some less. uh. high-stakes(?) stuff#not that i didn’t put my all into writing them. i always do. just that ik they’ll have less of an audience so ill cringe less if they suck#so then i can hopefully do justice to the [N]MbD stuff that i’ll be putting out next! ehehe *rubbing my hands together* Finally#the next two [N]MbD fics r already written but the first little one needs a final edit#and then the Big one for. uh. someone (u kno who u r) needs a bit of rewriting i think. i wanna make it Better#so release schedule will be 1. Matt • 2. HiH Ch.3 • 3. [N]MbD small fic • 4. [N]MbD Big fic#then i’m gonna write a lil Boothill comfort oneshot. then i’ll edit/maybe rewrite and post that Dew (Ghost) OCD comfort oneshot#i also wanna keep writing the last couple chapters of HiH before i unintentionally abandon it again#and after/amidst all that maybe i’ll manage to get ES Ch.6 written and posted before the end of the year 😭#anyways ik i’ve made posts like this before. talking abt all these Plans of mine. and most of those things r Still stuck in the pipeline#so don’t put too much stock into this plan. i could have another Bad couple of months and get None of it done#but god i sure fucking hope not. i’d really like to cling to my creativity. if for no other reason than that it makes me happy
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Hi! I saw your requests were open, so I was wondering if you could write a yandere batfam where they kidnap the reader, but the reader is like, super chill about it, and the family’s reaction to this. Tysm!
🪼 anon
A Gentle Place to Land (Yandere! Batfam x Accepting! GN Reader)
Content warning: yandere themes, obsession, mentions of mental illness, mentions of loss of personal anatomy and drugging. Etc.
A gentle breeze caresses you, the sunlight a gentle kiss.
Here, you could experience such a thing. A thing so close to tranquility you would almost dare to say it was. Most, if ever put in your situation, would be losing their minds. Panicking. Begging and pleading with all they could to try and change their fate. To escape.
You knew such a thing wasn't possible. You knew it from the night they had taken you. Looking into the shadowy eyes of the cowl, before the dart had punctured the tender place below your ear and the drugs entered your system, turning the world dark and dreamless.
You knew. If not the fates, they had decided and that was more than you could fight.
But it was a lot better than it had seemed.
At first, it was a ploy. Trick your captors into believing you're not going to do anything stupid and build repor to get them attached so that they won't do anything too bad to you. Hopefully, gaining their trust enough to plot an escape and succeed.
Just like those movies and true crime TV shows you've seen; comply and wait it out, wait for your chance at freedom.
Your feelings started getting mixed up really soon after. Had you forgotten about what Stockholm Syndrome was or had you been blind to the truth in the first place?
Maybe it really wasn't that bad...
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An almost comically large sunhat place over top your head, feet propped up on the end of the chair and a cold drink in hand. You didn't even care for the sets of eyes lingering on you, you were used to strange people giving you strange looks as you went about your day in Gotham.
They know this isn't a normal person's reaction and they're worried, most waiting for this little peace to be completely discarded once the shock of the situation passes and you truly understand what has happened. Others are trying to pick apart your phycology to see if maybe, just maybe, something really is different up in that head of yours.
You? Well, you're just sipping on your cool drink before the heat makes the ice melt. You don't want Alfred's signature juice cocktail (non-alcoholic, of course, because you'll probably never be seeing a drop of that in your life again) to get watered down and ruined.
"Are we sure we didn't give then to much of that— um," Tim stalled for a moment, giving your impartial face a once over before deciding the trajectory of his sentence. "—sleeping medicine? Maybe it messed with their nervous system or something?"
"I hate to admit it but I think Drake is onto something here. I mean, who in their right mind would ever submit to this tomfoolery? Willingly being stuck with you all? Father and I, I can understand, but—"
"I never thought you'd ever agree with Tim," Jason grinned, making Damian's face turn sour.
Dick moved behind your seat, leaning down and squishing your face between his hands.
"Nothing's wrong with them!"
You gave a bright, closed eye smile that only served to further concern the man watching from the nearby window.
His butler placed a hand on his shoulder when he gave an exhausted sigh. Although, the makings of a smile did seem to tug at the corners of his lips.
"I'll make another therapy appointment, Master Bruce."
Should he be concerned about your nonchalant appearance or was it just your nature? Has some trauma happened to you previously to make you this way? Was it a trick that he was just having trouble seeing through?
Or was he overthinking this all again? Instead of overthinking it and coming up with more safety measures and plans to keep all the way he envisioned, he should be out there with his kids.
Even if it was just all a trick, there was no way you could manage to outsmart or outrun all six of them.
Bruce shook his head, sitting his drink down on the counter and heading towards the door.
"Don't bother."
#yandere batfam#yandere#platonic yandere#platonic yandere batfam#yandere bruce wayne#yandere dick grayson#yandere x reader#batfam#yandere jason todd#yandere tim drake#yandere damian wayne#yandere x you#yandere x darling#yandere x y/n#yandere dc#yandere batman
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₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 late winter tales
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ exciting fics coming your way this year! i'll be starting with the most anticipated ones, though they're not listed in the order I'll be making them. ill be updating this whenever I have any ideas, lmk if you want to be tagged in anything, stay tuned!
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☀︎- angst ♥︎- fluff ☆- smut
dear harry - harry potter x reader | series ☀︎♥︎
➥ In which, since your fourth year, you've been writing unsent letters to harry, pouring out your feelings in words he was never meant to see. by your sixth year, the letters stopped, buried and forgotten at the bottom of your trunk. now, in your seventh year, a girl you’ve never quite gotten along with stumbles upon them—and delivers them to harry. but here’s the catch: the emotions that once fueled those letters have faded, or so you tell yourself. the bigger surprise? harry now feels the way you once did.
sidelines - regulus black x reader x sirius black ☀︎♥︎
➥ In which, you’ve always been close to the marauders, practically earning the title of the fifth member of their group. so, it came as a shock to everyone when they discovered you were dating regulus black—especially since they were all rooting for you to end up with his older brother.
waited on apologies - harry potter x reader ☀︎♥︎
➥ In which, harry has fallen for a girl he knows he will never be more than friends with—due to her blood status and crazily old fashion parents who want her to settle down with another pure blood boy.
when you know, you know - george weasley x reader ☀︎♥︎
➥ In which, you and george have always been inseparable, growing up side by side like family. but before going on the “7 potter” mission, you two had gotten into a small fight but when he’s injured and loses his ear, the bond between you deepens even more, and long-buried feelings come to light.
there is nothing i do better than revenge - sirius black x reader ☀︎
➥ In which, you led him on, all to get back at him for what he did to your best friend. But somewhere along the way, he fell for you—hard. when the time came for him to confess, you were gone, as if you’d vanished into thin air.
what letter? sirius, what letter? - james potter x reader | series ☀︎
➥ In which, james has had longing feelings for you—christmas holidays are nearing and james confesses his love towards you in the letter, exepct you never read the letter, didn’t know it existed.
silly girl - sirius black x reader | inspired by smuttyfandomgalore ☆
➥ In which, sirius is on the run as padfoot and ends up being taken in by a nice and shy girl which he soon finds out is snapes daughter. the very same night he finds out, he reveals himself as sirius black. | dark content
she - harry potter x reader ☆
➥ In which, harry can't stop obsessing over malfoy's twin sister. what started as a passing thought quickly turns into something deeper, and now he’s constantly thinking about her—despite knowing how complicated things are.
good for you - harry potter x reader x ron weasley ☆ now available
➥ In which, you're dating Ron but harry holds big feelings for you, ron notices and it ends up with him taking you in front of harry.
hooked on - regulus black x reader ☆
➥ In which, Regulus takes his time, but slowly and surely, he corrupts one of Sirius’s closest friends as a twisted form of payback for a past grudge he can barely even remember.
an angel all night - harry potter x reader ☆
➥ In which, harry ruins malfoy's innocent bimbo sister
hopefully I can get all of these out by march, so before winter ends!! ill try my best, whenever the series fics come out ill try to update every other day. happy new years! I have also deleted all requests, some requests are in the list (like the george one) but some aren't, im sorry if yours didn't make it :p feel free to request it again! or feel free to request something new!
#harry potter#harry potter oneshots#harry potter x reader#harry potter x y/n#harry potter fanfiction#harry potter x you#marauders x reader#harry james potter x y/n#harry james potter imagine#harry james potter x reader#draco malfoy smut#draco malfoy imagine#draco malfoy x reader#mattheo riddle smut#mattheo riddle x reader#fred weasley x reader#fred weasley smut#george weasley x reader#george weasley smut#ron weasly imagine#cedric diggory x reader#cedric x reader#draco x reader#james potter x reader#lorenzo berkshire x reader#hufflepuff reader#regulus black smut#remus lupin smut#regulus black x reader#ron weasley smut
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hi vry!!! i hope you’re doing well and feeling better🫶🫶 i wanted to pretty please request a lil something for sanemi taking care of his partner while they’re sick? 😩 i fell incredibly ill last night for no good reason LMAO and i know you’ve been under the weather too so hopefully this is right up your alley. also no pressure, please take your time and take care!!! 🩷🩷🩷
Aggressive healing
You returned home sick after a gruelling mission that took you all the way up to a cold mountain. Sanemi now resulted to becoming a doting (and a little pissy) husband.
Pairing: Sanemi x gn!reader
You were tucked into your marital bed, multiple stacks of blankets, probably all you and your husband own, spread over your body to keep you warm. A damp, cool towel was placed on your head and replaced by a fresh one by the hour and a bowl strategically placed right next to you on the mattress, just in case you get sick and don’t make it to the bathroom. A large glass of water with a straw was placed right next to a lukewarm cup of herbal tea you didn’t drink. You were just about to mumble a quiet thank you for the glass of water before Sanemi made you shut your mouth as quickly as you opened it.
“You still haven’t drank the damn tea? You know that I’m keep brewing this shit up for you and not for myself, right??”
While he was scolding you, his hands were angrily tucking you tighter into bed, trying to be gentle while doing so. You pouted at him.
“I don’t like it, tastes disgusting. It makes me even more nauseous.”
Sanemi rolled his eyes slightly and moved the straw from the glas of water to the cup of tea in case you wanted to drink it anyway. To be honest, it was making him a little anxious how you were resisting his treatment. You didn’t want to take any pills Shinobu prescribed, the tea was yucky, you were too hot beneath the blankets, too cold when a single one is removed, you still forgot to drink normal amounts of water and barely ate anything nutritious without him dishing up something for you. It’s like you want to stay sick on purpose!
He sighed while he crossed his arms over his chest, staring at your form being tucked in so tightly. You shifted your position a little, glancing back at him.
“Why do you refuse my treatment, huh? Just let me do my duties as your doting husband.”
“I can take care of myself! My doting husband can go back to his hashira duties instead.”
The wind hashira rolled his eyes at that again with a groan, running his fingers through his white hair that is now probably turning grey from your current condition alone. He snatched the damp towel from your forehead without a warning and gently slapped your cheek with it in timing with every word he said.
“Stop. Being. Stubborn. with. ME!”
Groaning, he headed to the bathroom to wet the towel again before ungracefully slapping it back onto your forehead. You let out a whine.
“I’m not gonna be gentle and kind no more. I’m nursing you back to health even if I have to force the damn medicine down your throat.”
Sanemi leaned over you, staring down at you with big eyes, making you cower beneath the multiple layers of soft blankets. He placed a small kiss on your forehead before messing up your hair a little with an annoyed sigh.
“I’m making you a soup. Don’t care if you don’t like it, you’ll eat every single bite. It’ll be good for you. I’ll even make you a warm bath after.”
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I hope this was to your liking, I rewrote this twice because I had three different ideas on what to do or l write 😭 I settled on the aggressive-caring-Sanemi, sorry if this is a little short! :,) And also thank you for your request!! I hope you’re doing better now and/or get better soon! <3
Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!
Take care of yourselves, physically and mentally!!
#💠 house of vry 💠#sanemi x reader#sanemi x you#sanemi x y/n#sanemi#sanemi shinaguzawa#demon slayer sanemi#kny sanemi#kimetsu no yaiba sanemi#sanemi shinazugawa#demon slayer shinazugawa#kny shinazugawa#shinazugawa x reader#shinazugawa#demon slayer x reader#kny x reader#demon slayer x y/n#kny x y/n#kny x you#fluff#demon slayer#demon slayer hashira
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Immune To Your Charms
DESCRIPTION: Soulmates are incapable of harming the other in any way. Normally that would be a good thing but not when you're meant to be enemies.
WARNINGS: Usual mentions of brief violence/killing. It's Doflamingo, he's his own warning. Descriptions of illness
CHARACTERS: Doflamingo
WORDS: 2,824
A/N: Health stuff and non-stop interruptions have been keeping me from writing but some of it is calming down a little so I can get some writing done while I can. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and hopefully the next one won't be as long of a wait.
*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*
DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine(here) | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve | Chapter Thirteen | Chapter Fourteen(coming soon)
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For two days after the kiss, you and Doflamingo both acted like the incident hadn’t happened. As far as you both let on, everything was completely normal, or rather normal by your standards. Still you threw attitude and disrespect his way while he tried to kill you. Normal. Just how you both wanted it. Because pretending that the kiss never happened was better than admitting it still constantly played on your minds. Even now when you both sat across from each other at the small table in your living quarters Doflamingo’s eyes continually fell to your lips even though he kept forcing himself to look away over and over. Thanks to the dark red lenses the direction of his stare was hidden. As he sipped at his coffee he watched as you stared blankly at the same page of the newspaper, realising you hadn’t turned the page in a while. “Well, what’s got you so interested?”
At the sound of his voice you blinked and your stare sharpened on the words on the page before meeting his relaxed, grinning face. With a frown you glanced at the paper again and set it on the table, sitting back and shaking your head slightly. “Nothing, honestly I was zoned out. Wasn’t even reading.” You explained while reaching for your drink only to stop and instead push it a little further from you. “What kind of poison did you put in my breakfast today? It’s different.”
“No poison today.” Doflamingo explained with a low chuckle building in his chest. “Haven’t tampered with your food or drink for a while now. You trying to say you miss it?”
“Well it seems like it did give a nice kick, must have gotten used to it without realising.” You teased slightly only to scowl suspiciously when the Warlord’s usually broad grin had lessened. “What?”
“Something wrong?”
“Apart from the fact I’m strangely used to you putting poison in my food?” You asked before giving a tired sigh. “I didn’t sleep great. You didn’t interfere with my bed did you?”
“Your accusation hurts.” Doflamingo returned your teasing remark with one of his own. “I promised you I’d never mess with your sleep again didn’t I?” At that you nodded. He’d promised and so far had kept to his word that your sleep had never suffered because of him or any of those in his command. Even on the mornings you were sleeping in the servants avoided waking you because of the young master’s orders.
Normally you loved the bed you’d been given and found sleep so easily when lying in it but the previous night barely anything seemed to work. You just couldn’t get comfortable long enough to properly fall over to truly restful sleep and when you did fall asleep you were awake after a couple hours and right back to tossing and turning again. You were still feeling the effects now, drained and tired but not entirely like you had when Doflamingo had been on his quest to keep you awake for as long as he could. “I’ll try and fit in a nap or two in between my busy schedule and I’ll be back to my charming, wonderful self by tomorrow.”
You weren’t sure why you felt the need to say something to reassure him but the words were out of your mouth before you could think about it. Still it was strange for him to outwardly be concerned over something as small as you not getting a good night’s sleep. Even with the grin on Doflamingo’s face you knew he wasn’t entirely convinced and you could feel his sharp stare fixed on you, searching your features. The last time he’d looked at you so strongly was the night you’d kissed and not wanting to open that particular can of worms you grabbed your mug and took a drink, looking out the window. It wasn’t long before fanfare could be heard from the city.
“Bit early for fireworks isn’t it?” You asked, your gaze going to the Coliseum in the distance where the noise seemed to be coming from. “What’s so special about today?”
“Nothing really. Diamante felt like throwing a tournament.” Doflamingo chuckled. “Something to break in and introduce the new additions to the arena.”
“You really think they’ll last long in there?” Your lips couldn’t help but curve into a cold smirk. “They weren’t exactly an impressive bunch of pirates.” Doflamingo laughed at your observation.
“Do you even find any pirates impressive?”
“Are you going to be jealous if I don’t say you?” You asked turning your head to look at him again.
“I don’t get jealous.” Doflamingo answered with his grin spreading when disbelief shaped your features and a subtle look of amusement began to creep into you gaze. “C’mon tell me who.”
“But leaving you wondering seems so much more fun.”
“You have a cruel streak in you, you know that?” Doflamingo laughed only to stop when a single knock sounded at the door and a servant hurried in. Their face was apologetic but his stare zeroed in on the white and blue den-den mushi in their hands. The Marines were calling.
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For Doflamingo’s call with the Marines, going through the motions of being a Warlord you had left him to talk into private. You knew you didn’t have to leave but felt it would be best. Plus it gave you a while to get some fresh air and have some space from the Warlord. The plan of acting like the kiss had never happened meant having to continue being in his presence which irritated you because of how it was bringing new problems for you. In the beginning it was irritation and dislike that made you speak openly and antagonistically with the man but now you could tell you were both speaking to each other with a little more playfulness and almost civility. You’d accepted your fate as Doflamingo’s prisoner and his eventual victim when he found out a way to kill you with no resistance when you were first brought to Dressrosa.
Now though? Now you almost felt settled that this was your new life and that disturbed you more than anything. The kiss you wished hadn’t helped matters. It felt like another sign that your mind and body were starting to give in to being the Warlord’s soulmate. This wasn’t how it was meant to be and you had to try harder to keep things as they were. Your hand brushed against the cold metal of a door and you snapped out of your thoughts and mindless wandering to all but curse yourself. You were now outside Doflamingo’s personal office, your body moving there out of instinct or pure subconscious habit. Sighing sharply you forced yourself to step away from the door and continue down the corridors, making sure you were more aware of your actions.
Thankfully you ran into a servant who seemed relieved to see you and began to talk to you. Normally you embraced talking to someone normal and who wasn’t a pirate but you began to grow confused when it wasn’t idle conversation they wanted to speak to you on, but instead they started to report to you the chores completed for the day and discuss minor issues with the Palace upkeep and some tasks.
When they asked for your opinion on how best to handle the problems it took a moment for you to snap out of your confusion and shock. You offered your advice as best as you could, seeming relieved when the servant immediately smiled and thanked you, beginning to set off to act on your words. “Wait, don’t you want to double check with Doflamingo or your superior?”
“The young master’s busy.” The servant explained with a small smile, looking at you like this should be obvious. “After him, you’re the next in charge. Thank you again!”
You could only watch the servant hurry off with a smile, unable to catch your mind up fast enough to call after them and tell them that you being second in command wasn’t true. Instead you were frozen in shock and extremely confused. Feeling a headache begin to form rapidly, you shook your head and continued on your aimless walk through the palace, the servant’s casual declaration still repeating in your mind. You didn’t even think anyone was second in command, as far as you ever saw things Doflamingo’s word was law and the only time the elite officers of his ‘family’ gave orders was when they came from Doflamingo or when they told the servants what they wanted to eat for their meals but that wasn’t the same as being in charge.
Now even more drained than you had been, you turned to make your way back to your room. You’d jokingly said you’d nap but now it was seeming like a good idea. As you approached your quarters you stopped to see Doflamingo casually strolling towards you. “Well? When do you go?”
“Were you eavesdropping?” Doflamingo asked with his broad grin in place. Part of him was confused why you’d need to be sneaky and listen in to a conversation you were more than welcome to stay in the room for. He turned to walk beside you as you continued on your way back to your quarters.
“No, I just know this is normally the time of year they’d be calling you and the other Warlords in for a meeting.” You explained with a shrug.
“The time of year?” Doflamingo repeated in interest.
“If there’s no pressing issue they need you and the Warlords to deal with they usually call a meeting to have you in the Marine building for some visiting nobles or royalty to see you.” You explained as you stepped into your room and shrugged, settling down on your sofa. “A way to reassure them that the Marine’s are in power I suppose. What better way to show that than for them to see pirates of the Warlord rank?” Doflamingo chuckled and perched himself on the back of the sofa, looking down at you as you got comfortable. He’d always known the Marine’s patterns and habits and liked to play dumb but it was oddly surprising and refreshing for you to have noticed it too. “So when do you go?”
“Soon.” Doflamingo answered your repeated question. “Won’t be gone too long.”
“Guess I’ll have to fit in as much destruction as possible then while you’re gone.” You smirked, idly rubbing your temple as you felt the headache from earlier still nag at you. “Want to try and kill me before you go? You didn’t try today.”
“Aw aren’t you sweet?” Doflamingo grinned, leaning down to poke the centre of your head and coax you to lie back more against the sofa. “Sadly, it’s not as enjoyable when you’re tired. Rest and I’ll double my efforts when I’m back to make up for the time away.”
“Big talk.” You grinned, the pain seeming to dissipate slightly in the brief moment Doflamingo’s fingers were against your forehead. “If I wasn’t already lying down I’d be swooning. Go on, have fun annoying Warlords and Marines. See you when you get back.”
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As expected the Warlord meeting was a complete bore, the only entertainment for Doflamingo came from him purposely agitating those who shared the title of Warlord with him and the Marines ‘in charge’ or leading the meeting and navigating the pirates through the halls. As you had already predicted there just so happened to be visiting dignitaries also walking the corridors at the same time. It was all theatre really. Designed to look as mere coincidence the paths were crossed. On their way to the large banquet room, Doflamingo’s curiosity was piqued at the sound of some high ranked Marines deep in conversation. Normally he wouldn’t care what they had to say but the name of the island they were talking about caught his attention. The island he crossed paths with you. It felt so long ago since that night the warehouse exploded and he came across you. Feeling nostalgic he listened in on their conversation.
“The sickness is ramping up, they’re at a complete loss what to do.” One Marine told the other.
“The numbers are rising with each day. How did this even happen?” The commander asked in annoyance.
“The virus has a long incubation period. No one realised until the first infected finally started showing signs. We should have a better idea soon now that the source of the virus has been dealt with but it’s not looking good for those already infected. Mortality rate is already severe.”
“Such a mess but I suppose there's one thing to be thankful for.”
“Sir?”
“We lost a full unit there a while ago.” The commander explained. “They would have been infected too given how long they were stationed there. Better we lost them fighting criminals than falling to a virus.” For a heavy moment Doflamingo was rooted in the spot as he absorbed the information, processing what he’d just heard. He hadn’t misheard the name of the island, he knew he didn’t and it was reinforced when they spoke of an entire unit being wiped out. Your unit.
Snapping into action he began moving once more and strode passed the other Warlords as they were entering the banquet hall. He ignored the Marine officer trying to tell him to not stray too far or wander around so freely. Had it been any other day he would have cut the worm to ribbons for even suggesting he couldn’t go or do as he wished. He only kept the ‘protection’ that the Warlord title gave for mere enjoyment. Kicking open the balcony door he leapt onto the railing and wordlessly left, his strings pulling him through the air as fast as he could to return to Dressrosa.
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It had been a full day since Doflamingo had left Dressrosa and in that time you’d felt yourself feel worse and worse. Originally you’d put it up to the lack of sleep and not eating much but now you were sure something nasty was working its way through your system. You weren’t sure just how common flus or colds were in Dressrosa or if this was the season for them but anything was possible. With such a crowded city you could have caught the flu from a civilian you passed in the street or touched something already contaminated in one of the stores. You also considered the possibility of one of the pirates you killed having been sick with something and you didn’t realise you’d caught it until now. What you did know was that even with this being the beginning of the flu it felt worse than anything you’d had before.
You’d tried going to bed early and couldn’t rest even though your body felt more exhausted than ever. Everything was tense and ached as if you’d endured punishing training and battles all at once. The pressure against your lungs made even taking a breath difficult and you trembled as your temperature rushed from one extreme to the other. Your head felt like it was being crushed in a vice and stabbed, the pain growing and throbbing against your skull. The effort it took for you to push yourself up in the bed and drag yourself over to the bedside table seemed like scaling a mountain but somehow you managed to do it. With shaking hands and unfocussed eyes you grabbed the glass of water and forced yourself to take a small, painful sip in the hopes the cold liquid would soothe the mixture of fire and shards of glass that seemed to cling to your throat but it only seemed to flare the pain. You needed something to help. Even if it was getting the room to cool down you would take it.
Struggling against your mind and body you stubbornly rose from the bed and swayed immediately. Your vision swam and the room tilted and spun so violently that your legs buckled almost immediately. In that moment you wished you had a Devil Fruit like Doflamingo’s, something that could open the window or anything to help you now. Hellbent on feeling the cool night air on your skin, you staggered clumsily to the balcony doors and fumbled to get them open. The second they did and you managed the last couple of steps to the railing you hung your head weakly and tried to take a full breath but could only manage a small, broke rasp as anything bigger would have caused more pain and discomfort. Slowly you lifted your head and prepared to make the struggle back to your bed but the sudden motion and your vision swirling at the sight of Dressrosa’s lights in the distance overwhelmed you and too weak to stop it from happening you tumbled over the railing.
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Joe Burrow NSFW HC’s
A/N: this is my gift to yall for puttin up with me and my inconsistent writing,(and a late birthday gift for my best friend i love uu @k9iriz )i’ve had writers block for football for a while negl BUT HOPEFULLY WHEN THE SEASON STARTS ILL BE BACK ON MY BS. I MISSED YALL. LETS HAVE SOME FUN!
Right off the bat I just KNOW Joe’s a talker.
“Don’t squeeze me so tight baby,god damn you’re gonna make me cum so quick…fuck.”
“You like that huh? You can feel me can’t you? I know it feels so good I know,baby..”
He LOVES to use his hands so of course he loves fingering you<3
He’s hooked on that feeling…how warm and tight you get when his thick fingers are pumping in and out of your pretty pussy over and over…driving you crazy.
While that hand is occupied he uses the other to wrap around your neck,play with your tits…press his hand on your stomach..(iykyk)
He loves that look on your face when he finds that spot inside you. (better put that towel down lolll)
He loves testing your limits,putting you in all sorts of positions and damn near making you black out with pleasure.
HE’S A EAAATTER
Joe could spend the rest of his life between your legs if he wanted to.
He loves your taste…when you squeeze your thighs around his head so much he has to pin them down while he eats you out.
“Nuh uh baby. Let daddy eat it..you’re okay. You can take it,be my good girl.”
He’ll make you look at him…
“Look down,baby. You see me? See how good you taste on my tongue hm?”
Whenever he does come up for air,he kisses you. Making you taste yourself on his lips.
“Taste good? That’s you,baby.My girl tastes so sweet for me.”
Two words…mutual masturbation.
He loves watching you make yourself feel good,the way you struggle to keep your eyes on him while he touches himself in front of you..but you’re not the only one.
He can get lost in his own pleasure too,when you feel good…he feels soo good.
Whenever you moan a certain way,or say something to him that he really likes he’ll throw his head back,buck his hips into his hand,just completely lose his shit.
He doesn’t have wanna take his eyes off you. He loves to watch you come undone even when he’s not touching you.
“There you go,look at me. You feel good,baby? My girl feel so fucking good? God..cmon,mama…tell daddy how good your pretty pussy feels..”
He loves creampies..fight me on this.
One of the main reasons you’re on the pill is because he can’t control himself,but you love it,and so does he.
He turns into a different person when he fills you up…and when he sees that look in your eyes,when you feel him fill you up…god he just loses it.
When you both cum,if he has the energy to,he’ll keep fucking you,just to fuck his cum even deeper into you.
“yeah…there you go baby..that daddy’s girl..let me fill you up.”
A/N: AHH HAPPY ALMOST KICKOFF YALL. we’re so close to football season im so excited this year’s gonna be a movie. IM SO EXCITED TO HOPEFULLY GET BACK IN THE SWING OF WRITING SOON I MISSED THIS!!
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Hi hello, would you mind writing sa male resder x Oscar piastri fluff? Like just something really tame, like cuddling in bed, or comforting him after a bad race, or taking care of him when sick, or maybe some angst? He gets jealous cause some guy is flirting with reader, but fluff would be really nice, hope this isn't too long 😭😭 thx
MY SICK BABY
WARNINGS: None
A/N: Sorry this took so long, have been neglecting my writing and basically all other aspects in my life. But I hope you like this none the less.
Oscar didn't get sick often. In fact, the last time he was sick was almost a year. But when he did get sick he wasn't just sick, he was sick.
So when Oscar started feeling ill Friday night, dread sunk its way into his stomach. He knew that this weekend would be hell for him and god was he right.
He woke up Saturday morning with a pounding headache and a stuffy nose. He took some meds to help with it before he went out to the track, which helped some. However, he still felt quite miserable and others could see it, but despite this he had managed to qualify pretty good. Anyway, it was later that night everything just got worse, and the coughing started. He felt like he was suffocating, his chest hurt, he couldn't sleep, so he ended up calling you.
You were really concerned when you got a call from Oscar at 1 in the morning. But as soon as he started talking it was clear why he was calling you. He was sick. You felt bad as you listened to him explain everything. You suggested a couple of things that would hopefully help, which he appreciated, and you ended up staying on the phone till he fell asleep.
Then Sunday came, and despite your suggestions and some meds he still felt and now looked like hell. But he pushed himself, ignoring everything his body and others were telling him. He was going to race today even if it killed him. When he got out on the track, he felt surprisingly good and raced his ass off getting p3. Then he came in and his adrenaline came down and he felt worse than he did before. He had just made it through podium before he yacked up the contents of his stomach. He was grateful that the team didn't force him to do media after and just sent back to his hotel.
He managed to get some rest, which did him some good but before he knew it he 8pm and he needed to head to the airport for his flight home. Oscar was happy to be going home, and that flight was only 2 hours, but god those 2 hours were the absolute worse in his life. The turbulence was god awful, everyone and everything was just to loud, he had a hard time keeping whatever was left in his stomach down, and his nose just kept running.
By the time the plane landed around 11pm, he was ready to just cuddle up in bed with you and sleep for the next 24 hours. Picking Oscar up from the airport, you asked questions about how he was feeling wanting to gauge what you needed to do to help him feel better. Oscar told you and you made a mental note of everything as you headed home.
Once you guys were home, you got Oscar into pajamas and then got him some cold medicine and some soup that you had made earlier. He happily had to the soup as it was his favorite chicken noodle. But he reluctantly took the cold medicine because it tasted god awful. But he took it like the good boy he is.
You then got him all tucked into bed with the tv playing some old detective show that Oscar liked to watch. Kissed him goodnight and told him if he needed you, you would be asleep in the guest bedroom. Oscar wished you stayed with him, but he knew you didn't want to get sick as well.
Anyway, it was around 6 am when Oscar woke up. He felt hot and ill and quickly got out of bed to throw up the contents of his stomach into the toilet. Having woken up early and hearing the shuffling, then the throwing up, you quickly rushed to Oscar. Siting on the floor beside him, rubbing his back trying to soothe him.
You sit with him rubbing his back until he done throwing up. After he’s done you carefully get him back into bed. Then go and get the thermometer to take his temperature. You take his temperature and it reads 101 degrees Fahrenheit. It’s not good but it’s not as bad as it could be.
You get him some more cold medicine and water. You make sure he drinks all the water and then get a cool damp wash cloth on his forehead. You turn then turn the tv which shut off probably sometime in night. You put on some cartoons. They’re easy and you don’t got to think or follow much. Perfect for someone that is sick.
You then get everything set up for Oscar so he can take care of himself while your gone at work for the day. You’re a little reluctant to leave Oscar but you knew you had to work. You told Oscar to keep you updated in how he was doing.
When you got home from work, you immediately went and checked Oscar and found him asleep, cartoons still playing on the tv. You smile to yourself as you leave and go make dinner. When you’re almost done with dinner you hear the soft footsteps of Oscar coming down the hallway, you look up and greet him. He definitely looks better than he did this morning. You ask him how he’s feeling and he was better like you expected.
This routine of getting him set up in the morning and going to work and coming home and checking on him and then making dinner goes on for a 9 days, until Oscar feels completely better.
Oscar is really appreciative of you taking care of him while he was sick and took you out to dinner at a nice place as a thank you. Despite your insistence that he didn’t need to, that you were his partner and that taking care of him when he was sick came with that. While you were out for dinner you started sneezing a lot.
And by the next morning you were sick and it was Oscar’s turn to take care of you while you were sick.
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omg hihi i swear no one write wlw anymore💔 can i pls get a crumb of acheron smut🙏 ill take anything🖤
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posessive-dom!acheron x sub!fem reader
warnings: smut (minors/ageless blogs dni), wlw content, size kink, shibari, vibrator, slightly dark content
a/n: hi!! thank you for your request ♡ i also agree there is starting to be a lack of wlw content once again. hopefully you are able to enjoy this!
dividers from @saradika-graphics
it's been a while since you've seen your home. you wonder how much time has passed since your departure. you ponder the possibilities often.
has time gone by quickly? everyone you know having long passed?
has time gone slower? will you be years older while it has only been a few months for everyone back home?
acheron wishes you would stop wondering. it's not as if you'll ever return home, anyway. she only offered you the option to come along with her once.
once was enough, she had insisted. to see your automatic reaction and know if it was truly something you coveted.
and, so, here you are. traveling alongside her, kept safe as her sweet little companion. not even the other rangers would dare touch you or tease her about it. they know better than that.
during their more dangerous events, she prefers to keep you locked up tight, nice and safe. far away from any danger. you are, after all, just a delicate human. she couldn't possibly allow you to get hurt.
don't worry, though. she'll always return back to you. and, besides, she keeps you thoroughly entertained while she's away...
today, she has you tied up in intricate knots across your skin. you had teased her, asking if she'd remember how to undo them when she came back. all that got you was a rope tugged firmly against your thigh, digging in and leaving imprints.
she's stuffed a pretty pink vibrator up your cunt, making sure it lays on your clit nicely too, set low to the perfectly teasing setting.
she watches you briefly before she leaves, a dark look in her eyes as you squirm and whine for her.
"don't go-" you beg, interrupted by your own mewling. "stay-!"
"you know i can't." she brushes her hand over your cheek, petting your head before shoving you back down into the pillows, nudging the vibrator up with her knee as you scream for her.
you're so cute. so small and helpless like this. she used to think rather lowly of pathetic little things, yet she has grown rather fond of you. the way your eyes glaze over with pleasure, the trembling of your body, the twitching of your cunt. it drives her wild.
"acheron!" you wail, and she shakes her head at you, spanking your ass sharply.
"you'll use my real name." she sighs, glancing at the door. "but it will be futile regardless. i promise to return as soon as i can."
"but- mmph-!" you moan when she pushes you into the pillows, grinding the vibrator into you as you struggle in the ropes.
she purposefully pushes you over the edge, watching you flutter around the toy as your slick leaks down your immobilized thighs.
she watches you squirm with the overstimulation. your once clear words turn muffled and fuzzy, slurred together with thoughtless pleas for her.
she stands up, releasing the heavy pressure on your cunt, leaving you with a light teasing buzzing sensation now as you clamp down around the toy. "be good while i'm gone."
and with that, she shuts her door, keeping you safe and well-pleasured, her sole purpose to return by the end of the night.
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can you write something about meeting Caitlin because ur family are family friends and you two develop a relationship?
Caitlin x Reader!
What Happens In Bora Bora Stays In Bora Bora
word count : 1574
warnings : cussing, friends to enemy’s to lovers, somewhat leads to smut, jealousy
summary : your dad and caitlin’s dad worked together and made lots of money so when they had a scheduled buisness trip and decided to bring the whole family down you and caitlin where put to room together.
i made this at 6am so if it sucks my apologies!
your sitting in your cabana in Bora Bora waiting to be told the rooms suituation only to be hit with total disappointed “I just got off the phone with Brent and we decided you and caitlin will be staying in a cabana together while we are in Bora Bora” your family was close with the clark family because for generations they worked together in the family industry. you where close with Brent and Anne, along with their sons except their daughter caitlin. she often picked arguments with you and she didn’t bother hiding her hatred for you. nobody knew exactly why she hated you, your guy’s parents always thought it was because you where the same age (16) and similar in many ways and equally stubborn. although caitlin wasn’t always like this, when you first met when you where 4 and she was a sweet heart up until you guys where 14, thats when it all changed and compliments changed to snarky comments. something in her changed the way she viewed you she went from idolizing you and protecting you to being disgusting by you and filled with hatred towards you. but by the end of the trip it would all change because by the end of 3 weeks shared in a cabana in bora bora together something was bound to happen.
“do i seriously have to share a room with her i mean she hates me and i don’t want to deal with her the entire time” you say trying to convince your dad to make any change in the vacation arrangements. “actually it was her idea she wanted to share a room with you, wouldn’t let anybody else get the spot” great. her goal was to make the vacation terrible for me. “please dad im begging you its a trap her entire goal is to ruin my vacation” he just rolled his eyes at you “they will be here any minute so better hurry up and choose your side of the room.” you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. as soon as he walks out you hear her voice making small talk with your father, she has always kisses up to the adults and the second they turned a blind eye she completely changed. she of course walks in with a attitude already and waits for you to tell her the room arrangement “so i picked the left side of the room so that leaves you the right and i’ll probably go explore in about 30 minutes once im unpacked.” she walks past you making sure the shove against you, not hard but hard enough for you to notice. “look if you just forced yourself into being my roommate just to make my life hell ill gladly go find somebody to room with instead” hopefully trying to get her to quit whatever act she had going on but instead she just laughs at you “your not scary so just sit down princess, and i think i will join you on your little scavenger hunt” shes unbelievable.
TIME SKIP.
its now been 3 days that where full of hiding from caitlin making sure to be out by the time she was awake and come back when she was asleep. shes caught up to what you where doing but to entitled with her ego to question it so instead she drops subtle hints to inform you that she knows what your doing and to cut it out. but you genuinely have no want to argue with her. a good this is you met this girl Maddie on you trip, you brought her by your cabana once but it was extremely awkward with caitlin there, all of a sudden she became extremely possessive with you and even putting her arm around you saying that you where her best friend. you thought that maybe she just didn’t have friends back home and it would make sense with the way she acted.
you where brushing your hair getting ready to meet up with Maddie but instead caitlin walks in on you in the bathroom, “where are you going?” is she being serious? she treated you like shit for the past 3 days and all of a sudden wants to know where your going. “im going to go swimming with Maddie ill be back around 10.” she immediately shuts down you idea and tells you otherwise “no your not im tired of having to wait and stay up at night cause you want to go out with some girl all day and night.” “dude caitlin what the fuck are you even talking about right now, maybe act like a normal person on vacation and go make some friends clearly your lacking some.” she scoffs at your true, but mean comment. “im not lacking any friends nor do i need any, and you one to talk about friends in supposed to be your best friend and yet your blowing me off to hang out with some random girl” best friend? she wishes. “what are you talking about best friend? we are far from friends because you cant get your head out of your own ass. now if you will get out my way so i can hangout with my friend and enjoy my vacation away from you” you shove out the way not giving her the chance to even disagree with you and walk out the door only to greet maddie’s face as she is already there waiting for you, before she can even greet you, you drag her by the arm and run down the long hallway to the water. “im sorry caitlin was giving me a tough time and she was close to coming out and breaking the door down” she laughs thinking you where joking but only if she knew what you had to put up with. “i think she might be in love with you.” you cant believe the words that just came out of her mouth. “whats with everybody and trying to ruin my day.”
ANOTHER TIME SKIP
its now 10pm and you said your goodbyes to your friend as you parted ways only to be greeted with a locked door, you knock on the door begging caitlin to let you in turning the door knob hoping that she will listen but nothing works, your last hope is to say something you know would piss her off and give you a long night but you just deeply wanted to go to bed. “caitlin seriously let me in before i have to room with Maddie.” once you finish your sentence you immediately hear foot steps coming you way to have your door swing open greeting a angry cait, you push past her “seriously you locked me out? why cant you not be a asshole for one day” she rolls her eyes at you “me, im the asshole now? and stop bringing up Maddie i couldn’t give to fucks about your friend.” unbelievable “well clearly you did cause you let me in as soon as i mentioned rooming with her, and you know what i am going to room with her because thankfully she wouldn’t kick me out my own room.” as soon as you said that her face got red and she pressed you up against the door pushing you bodies close together and her forehead resting on yours “your. not. leaving. this. room. got it?” you didn’t know if it was the butterflies in your stomach or her hands gripping at your waste and her mouth and body extremely close to yours but you craved her touch and you wanted more and the only way you know how to get more was by pissing her off. “or what? you cant control me caitlin especially not with the way you act” there was only one thing you wanted to hear from her and it was for her to beg for you. after all these years of constant arguements someone who claims they hate you, ends up needing you so badly. “cmon cait i want to hear you beg for me to stay.” she hesitates hoping you would give up “ you can be serious, im not going to beg.” you just smile at her words “im serious and if you wont beg im rooming with Maddie.” she groans at your words “fine.” theres a long silence for her mentally trying to prepare herself for what shes about to say “please y/n, don’t go room with her.” there was those words you wanted to hear so badly although it wasn’t enough. something in you just clicked “aww is that really what you want baby?” her eyes widen staying their for a second before deciding her next move, no going back now. her lips attack yours and her hand that was on your hip now find your neck making you moan into the kiss, it was the shock you have because this is the first time in a while that she has shown affection for you. she pulls away to gather her breathe but before she pulls you in for more you stop her “y’know i think i have more control over you then you let me know” she gives you her little smirk shes known for “oh yeah? why don’t you show me princess? you up for a challenge?” maybe this was your chance of getting your relationship back, you couldn’t miss your opportunity “of course.”
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⋆୨♡୧⋆bitchless era ending soon⋆୨♡୧⋆
walking into the meeting room y/n couldn’t help but internally scream. what the hell was he doing here? why didn’t her manager tell her about this? especially since she was just in practice and didn’t have time to dress up and hopefully look not a hot mess. her mouth dropped open in shock, resisting the urge to yell “what the fuck” in front of everyone. after a moment of awkward silence her manager spoke up. “y/n meet riki, riki meet y/n. you guys will be working together from now on. we set up this time for you to meet and talk and get to know each other.” she gestured to riki’s manager, “we’ll be going so you two can talk freely. have fun!” the two left and left riki and y/n alone. while y/n was having her internal panic, little did she know, so was he. the moment he saw her he knew he was fucked. after heeseung gave him no help, he had no idea what to say to her. “soo…” he said “your debut was really good!”. y/n didn’t know what to do. her celebrity crush of 3 years, just complimented her music. all that she could muster was “uh- thanks you too”. thanks you too???? why the hell would she say that? he laughs slightly, not being able to help but think about how cute she was. “um are you excited to start mcing?” she asks, nervousness clear in her voice. he smiled, “yeah i am, what about you?” she tried her absolute hardest to not say something stupid again and said “yeah! just a little nervous though. i’ve never done anything like this before.” riki saw his opportunity, he knew he had to take it. even though he had absolutely no idea what he was doing. “we should hang out sometime. i’ve done it a couple times before, i could give you some tips to make it easier!” no. fucking. way. too many thoughts were running through y/ns head. did nishimura riki really just ask her to hang out? there’s no way this is real. never did she think that this would happen “uhhhh- yeah! yeah sure that would be fun!” whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck “okay nice! how about tomorrow?” whatshappeningwhatshappeningwhatshappening “yeah sure. that sounds perfect” holy. shit. cha y/n is hanging out with nishimura riki. “okay, ill see you then” riki had never been more nervous in his whole life. he couldn’t wait to shove this in all of his members faces. “im sure you have to get back to practice, right?” there was no shock as to why he knew that, she looked like a sweaty mess. “yeah, actually. i do. so i’ll see you then!” she overthought her every word, and move. how could she not when she’s around him. to her, he was perfect. “see you around!” riki left the room and practically ran back to his dorm. that couldn’t have gone better. y/n however, was freaking the ever living hell out. “did nishimura riki just ask me out? no that’s not possible we just met eachother! it’s friendly! that’s all!” after what felt like hours of contemplating she decided to go back to the dorm, tweet about it, and tell taesan and jaehyun. i mean, how was she supposed to go back to practice after something like this?
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The Correspondence of the Contagious
Pairing: Oberyn Martell x gn!reader x Ellaria Sand
Words: 1.4 k
Rating: G
Summary: Oberyn is away for a few days and illness comes to Dorne.
Author: Mod Mouse
Notes: This is one of my entries in @burntheedges Roll-A-Trope Challenge! This was so fun to write (and thanks to Mod Crow for the help!) Hopefully I'll have the other fic out next week.
My Dearest Viper,
I hope the Northern kingdoms aren’t dimming your fiery spirit. I know you were hesitant to adventure so far away from your paramores, but I assure you we aren’t going anywhere. Soon you’ll return to the warm embrace of your land and your lovers. On your return we shall keep you in your room drinking and enjoying the company, filling us with as much pleasure as we could handle.
Dorne is still quite warm despite the seasons changing. Ellaria and I have been spending our days basking in the sun while we still can. We even made up a nice lunch that we enjoyed under the lemon trees in the grove that you adore so much. Once we were full of delicacies (and a taste of each other) we followed the path through the Water Gardens. We look like pies straight from the oven with the amount of sun on our skins. But it was much needed for the both of us.
Although something must have kicked up some retched pollen because Ellaria has been stuffed up since then. She insists she is okay (you know how stubborn she gets with this sort of affair), but after some well placed cuddles, she allowed herself some rest. That’s where she is right now. Snuggled up beside me as I write this to you. She’s as beautiful as always with her dark hair spread out like crow feathers on our shared pillows. I wish I could illustrate how beautiful she is. You would delight in the sight of her my dear as I am in this moment of time.
With plenty of rest and your herbal tea mix, she should be right as rain in a day or so. No need to worry your little Prince head about. I can handle our lover’s moods while you handle your duties. We shall see you in a fortnight. I shall pray to the Seven for your safety on your journey.
Your Dove.
My Dearest Viper,
I know politics have kept you busy so I hope this letter finds you well. At least in a better condition than our paramore. I fear that whatever illness has graced her body has stayed longer than the foreseen time. Her sniffling has turned into a cold. Poor thing has been coughing bouts that last several minutes. Diluted wine helps in the end but only after acquiring a sore throat.
That wasn't the only thing she received from this illness. She has acquired a bit of a fever over the last few hours and her energy has lessened. But the Maester believes it’s just the bug that has been spreading throughout the castle. He has given her more herbal remedies and plenty of rest as her medication.
I will continue to watch her with a careful eye. Once again she is resting beside me. Even in sickness she has my deepest love and adoration. I thank the gods every day that I get to be simply in her presence.
When she wakes I shall see if she wants to spend some time on our balcony. The Maester said that sunlight would be a nice addition to her healing. Oh and I’ll have those berries brought from the kitchen for her to snack on. She was delighted when we went for our walk. They shall lift her spirit and body.
I’m afraid my time with you is cut short my dear. Our lover stirs beside us. I will write to you once she finds slumber again. I hope the North is treating you as well as they can.
Your Dove.
My Dearest Viper
I pray to the Seven that you receive this letter. I’m afraid the sickness was much worse than anyone could have expected. Her fever is at an ultimate and she hasn’t eaten for a few days. The Maester claims that she will arrive on the other side of this pestilence mountain and I am hopeful too. But it’s hard to have reassurance when your lover shakes like the leaves in the wind. Pelts have been placed on her body but they do nothing to keep her from shivering. She sleeps like a princess with a spell placed on her. I rouse her only to eat and drink.
I pray your journey will end soon so that your presence can heal her as much as mine. I didn’t want to raise your worry while you were away, but I’m scared. Less severe sickness has taken loved ones, and my soul is in an unrest. I wish for your strength my dear. You have an aptitude for these sorts of situations.
I wish to keep writing to you, for I feel your presence in these words, but I fear I’ve run out of subjects to discuss. Please return soon my dearest Oberyn.
Your Dove
What you didn’t tell Oberyn was that you were suffering the same ailments Ellaria was currently experiencing. Your fever was just as high as Ellaria’s and you clung together in sickness, bodies shaking in unison. The need for food seemed like a distant afterthought, and your stomach cramp every time you coughed.
Ellaria whimpered and your head peaked up. You had tuned your senses to anything she might need during this time even if it meant ignoring your own needs. “My love, let me get you something to drink.” You weakly kissed your head as it took all of your energy to even sit up but you had to do this for her.
You swung your legs over the sides. The wind felt cold against your bare skin despite the warm summer heat still lingering. Your breath seemed to struggle to enter your lungs, but you pushed yourself up. Ellaria needed you; your body be damned. Carefully your hands braced themselves on the wall. Using the rough texture as your guide, you shuffled your feet in slow deliberate steps.
But the pestilence in your body had made you weak, for your legs could no longer hold your weight. As you felt yourself pitch forward a strong pair of arms was the only thing stopping you from hitting the ground. The sudden stoppage of momentum threw you off and you couldn’t make heads or tails of what just occurred.
A familiar voice filled the room. “My dove what are you doing out of bed?” You glanced up despite the pounding in your head. Oberyn looked down at your body with worry. Gently he situated you so you were sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I thought…you’re here,” You said and the weight of the last days finally made themselves known. You teared up and Oberyn guided your weak head to his shoulder, letting your body rest against his chest.
“I’m here dove,” He soothed your anxieties. Up and down your back his hands soothed your anxieties. He could feel the exhaustion in the way you held your body. You went to speak, but a coughing fit seized you instead.
“Easy love,” Oberyn soothed, sitting you up slightly, holding your weakened body up. You whimpered as the coughs turned into labored breathing before calming down completely.
“I-I thought you would never return,” You whispered as tears formed in your tired eyes.
“My dove. I left the Northern kingdoms as soon as I heard of Ellaria’s ailment,” He reassured you gently brushing your hair from your sweaty forehead. “Those clever ravens still found me. Why didn’t you tell me you were ill too?”
Tears streamed down your hot cheeks, and with a gentle swipe of his thumb, Oberyn rid of them. “I-I…I was so worried about Ellaria.”
“Shhh none of that now. I know you were so brave my dearest, but now let me care for my paramores,” Oberyn kissed your forehead before gently laying you back alongside Ellaria.
Just like you had done for the last several days, you curled up beside her touching your fevered heads together. Oberyn arranged the blankets back into place. He turned around and grabbed the washcloths from the nearby water basin, wringing the excess water. With a gentleness unusual to such a warrior, he placed the cloths, one on Ellaria’s forehead and then one on yours.
You sighed at the cooling relief of the water, and you felt your eyes drooping the weight of handling this alone dissipating. A gentle hand caressed your cheek. “Rest now my dove. I’m here now,” Oberyn whispered, leaning down to kiss your chapped lips. With your safety net here, you finally let yourself relax as a much needed sleep consumes your consciousness.
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THE 9TH MEMBER - CHAPTER 1
synopsis. nabi (aka you) has been training for just over 3 years and when you heard you were going to debut, you were super excited to meet your members. although, you were taken aback when you heard that your members were all boys.
pairing. female!reader x ateez!members | tags. the most tiniest angst ever, members angry, nothing else (i think) | genre. fluff | wc. 510+ | masterlist
author note. ahh my first ever series on this blog !! writing this was super fun and i loved all of it !! my mistakes for posting this really late, i recently got my dream job and have been focusing on it! do not worry, i will slowly make my return to writing soon <3
networks. @newworldnet @illusionnet @starlit-network
when you first got news of getting accepted into this new company, you couldn't believe your eyes. all this hard work and effort seemed like it was worth it after all.
"we have a slight problem." your manager says. uh oh. this is going to turn very bad.. "as you would've known we don't have much girl trainees here at the company and since we were aiming for a 5 member girl group, we've decided to do something you probably won't like."
"me!? in a boy group?! b-but, im a girl! wouldn't it be weird if a girl - who is not a boy - is in a boy group?" your face dropped at the sudden announcement. not being able to debut was probably a way better choice than having to debut with boys. "look, we know this came as a shocker but, its really beneficial for you!" your manager tries to say happily. "tomorrow, you'll be meeting the members. trust me, they're really nice!" the staff tries to say before you groan annoyed as you stormed off. "why am i debuting in a boy group? wouldn't i be hated at? wasn't it better if i just debut solo? why am i going to debut with random boys?!" you thought.
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"what?! a girl?" hongjoong says in shock. over the last 5 years, it's always been just the 8 of the boys together. but now that nabi will debut with ateez, that means there'll be more pressure on hongjoong. from reproducing the songs to recording all of nabi's parts, he gets annoyed over this. "why are we having a girl in our group!? do you not understand the pressure ill be put under!? i have already worked long hours for us to come this far, wouldn't it just be a waste if we have to remake ALL our songs?" hongjoong angrily says. "calm down hongjoong, im sure she'll be a great addition to our group." seonghwa calmly says, trying to calm him down. "exactly! i think having a girl will be a great addition to the team plus, it'll be really good for you guys to have a new friend!" the manager says.
hongjoong sighs before accepting his fate. "fine, but if she isn't what you say she is, then im going to make her first day her last." he says before storming off. the members rub their forehead in devestation as the meeting room stays quiet. "well, how are we going to deal with a girl?" mingi says. "no idea, but we need to give it some time. if we rush her into doing stuff, she'll get uncomfortable and then we'll get in trouble." seonghwa adds on from mingi's statement. "plus, ive heard there were some trainees here who are snitches. hopefully she isn't one of them." wooyoung mentions. "well now that we're talking, you guys will meet her.. tomorrow!" the manager says. "TOMORROW!?" the guys say together. "yes yes, bit of a shocker but im sure you'll be fine!" the members sigh in annoyance before the manager leaves them, the room filling with silence again.
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Read a Galex fever hurt/comfort fic, thought of hearts beating faster when being sick, and then somehow happened to write this short something in my Little Max AU. Bon appétit. Ao3 link.
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“Maxy's heart is fast,” little Max mumbles barely audible as he presses Daniel's hand on his chest. He's tired and cold and his heart is thumping faster and stronger than usual and it doesn't let him sleep.
“It is, baby,” Daniel says when he feels the heartbeat and the warmth beneath his palm. “Your body is working hard to fight the bad bad illness that makes Maxy feel tired and cold and sad.”
Daniel hates seeing Max sick, especially when he's little. He wants him to be happy and energetic but he knows it can't always be like that so he tries his best to provide as much comfort as possible while closely monitoring him. Having a fever is never a pleasant thing but seeing his little suffering from it breaks Daniel's heart. He wishes he could heal Max immediately but he can only hope that the medicine he'd given him will take effect soon.
“Will Maxy be okay?”
“He will,” Daniel nods, caressing little Max's cheek with his free hand. “He just has to try and sleep a bit and hopefully after that, he will be okay again.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, baby. Daddy will do everything to make you feel better.”
“Will Maxy's heart be okay, too? And slow down again?”
“Of course, it will,” Daniel reassures him immediately, “Maxy's got a strong and healthy heart.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, the strongest and healthiest.”
#in my head he ended up sleeping pressed to daniel's chest because daddy's heartbeat is the best and most comforting but i'm too tired to#add that too i'm sorry#i just wanted to ride this wave of excitement i had that i could write again and actually finish something even if it's short#maxiel#max verstappen#daniel ricciardo#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1#my writing#heart things
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