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Tree - Ray Toro x Reader

Prompt: T: Tree (How do they decorate their tree?) (from this list) Reader: can be read as any gender (no pronouns used) Word Count: 1 293 Warnings: I just read this again and it’s really, really sweet, sickeningly. Also: if you want tomorrow’s story to hit even harder, please pay attention to how easily Ray and Reader communicate their feelings. This has been a warning.

You knew Ray was full of surprises, but nothing could have prepared you for how important it was to him to decorate the Christmas tree together. The two of you had been dating for not even a year, making this your first Christmas together, and a few months ago, you had moved in with him. It had been a decision some of your friends had called rushed, but it was way cheaper than your flat, Ray had offered, and secretly neither of you felt all too keen on spending the precious spare time you had with getting from one apartment to the other. Even though it had been a bit scary, the usual anxieties taking over like whether you would be able to stand sharing a living space with each other, how your daily routines would clash and so on, living with Ray had been as good as perfect, and you did not regret your choice for one second.

It was a Sunday morning in early december, when the sound of a crash woke you up. Irritated, you sat up, blinking into the twilight of the room. The bed beside you was empty, and a second crash, followed by muffled cursing made you suspect Ray was already up and about.

Slipping out of bed and grabbing one of Ray’s hoodies from where it hung over a chair, slipping it on, you poked your head out of the bedroom door. The continuing noise of clattering mixed with quiet cursing, originated in the living room, and once you pushed the door open far enough to see inside, you were no longer surprised as to why Ray was swearing. But you were surprised at the sight before you.

It seemed definitely impossible, but Ray had managed to carry a Christmas tree inside, which was almost as tall as the ceiling was high. All by himself. Right now he was struggling to keep the tree in its stand, every time it threatened to tilt, a new curse quietly falling off his lips.

Once you had overcome your initial surprise at the huge tree in the middle of the living room, you ran over to Ray, quickly grabbing the tree that seemed on its best way to fall on top of your boyfriend.

“Which way do you need me to tilt the tree,” you asked, glancing down at Ray who was crouched on the ground. His hair was dishevelled and from his body language alone you could tell he was focusing.

Through hesitating comments Ray wished you a good morning, and just a few minutes later, the tree stood safe and tall, its top twig almost scratching the ceiling.

Standing side by side with Ray, you inspected your work. You couldn’t help but feel like you imagined these children in the picture books to feel at the sight of such a huge tree. Respect, awe, but also giddy. 

“Good morning, again,” Ray whispered, sneaking his arm around your waist and pulling you in for a short kiss.

You repeated the words against his lips before he pulled away. Only now you properly realised, that he was still wearing his winter jacket, and on the sofa lay his hat.

“How about you make us some hot chocolate and I go fetch the decorations,” Ray suggested.

“Don’t you want to have breakfast first,” you asked, confused, but he shook his head.

“We’re gonna have a Christmas Tree decorating breakfast. With hot chocolate and cookies… If that’s okay for you?”

Even if he had not asked, you would not have refused his wish. Something in his voice made it very clear how important this was to him. Not important because he wanted to do it, but because it meant something to him emotionally. You were not entirely sure what it was, but the thought of rejecting his wish would have felt equal to breaking his heart. Besides: Christmas Tree decorating breakfast sounded pretty awesome.

While you made hot chocolate in the kitchen, Ray carried the decorations into the living room. It seemed the stuff he owned was mostly classical red and gold, baubles in those colours, a few wooden figurines. And a tiny spider man bauble. When you spotted it, it made you laugh, but you figured it would have been unlike Ray if not a little joke like that would have been hidden somewhere.

Ray also seemed to have bought gingerbread, because when you carried the cups into the living room, the box was ripped open, and he had placed a few gingerbreads on plates for both of you.

The rest of the morning passed in a blur. Ray had put on some Christmas music, not the modern one, but old orchestra music, now playing from vinyl. While you put up the baubles, you always took a sip of hot chocolate in between or a bite from the gingerbread. Although a lot of the time also was used by Ray to pull you in for sweet kisses. In fact it seemed like he always tried to keep a hand at you, on your waist, your hand, your forearm…

The gestures made your heart dance, and you were absolutely certain this had to be the most romantic Christmas Tree decorating anyone had ever done.

Once you were finished, you sat on the sofa, looking at the now sparkling tree. Ray had strung Christmas lights with tiny bulbs into the twigs, and now that they were turned on, they looked like hundreds of small fairies making the tree glow.

Your head was resting against Ray’s chest, the two of you cuddled together on the sofa, as your eyes were fixed on the tree, the cups, long empt, standing on the side table.

“I’ve always dreamt about decorating the tree like this,” Ray whispered, breaking the comfortable silence. 

Questioningly you tilted your head to look at him.

“Back at home it was always fun, but also loud and we would constantly bicker about what should go up on the tree and what else we needed to buy and whatnot…”

By the way he trailed off, you could tell there was more to the story. Encouragingly you ran your fingers in uneven patterns over his shirt.

“And then when I was living on my own, I saw all these couples who always celebrated Christmas together, while I was alone, or on tour, and… it sounds pitiful, but I just wondered if I'd ever have something like that. So I wanted this to be fun today.”

“It’s not pitiful,” you disagreed. “It’s understandable. I definitely felt the same, you know? I think everybody feels that way sometimes. But-,” you leant up, so you could take a better look at Ray’s face, “I think today was the most magical, most christmas-y, most romantic morning i ever could have imagined. And I feel very happy and very privileged to have spent it with you. Thank you.”

Leaning down to him, you sweetly kissed his lips, feeling as his eyes fluttered shut and he released a shaky breath. Knowing that even after months of dating he still reacted like this sometimes to something as simple as a short peck on the lips, made your heart dance happily.

“You know that I love you, right,” Ray asked, wrapping his arms around your middle and pulling you back on top of him. “So much.”

Burying your nose against his neck, his long hair brushing over your face, you nodded. “I love you, too. So much.”

And while the lights on the christmas tree continued sparkling, specks of red and gold dancing through the living room where the lights reflected off the baubles, Spider Man keeping watch over the tree from a high twig, you slowly dozed off in Ray’s arms.

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I need a part two of looking out 4 you

looking out 4 you pt.2 (pt.1)

(jack harlow x reader; platonic urban wyatt x reader)

bloo's notes: you ask and you shall recieve. i really didn't know where i wanted this story to go so i hope yall like it nonetheless. it's short and probably not the best but i hope you enjoy!

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jack was upset with you, urban was upset and jack, and it was honestly a complete shit show. urban hadn't came home and you checked his location, seeing he was at his 'girlfriends' house. you and jack had just went to bed a few hours ago but both of you were tossing and turning. "jack i can't sleep. you need to make things right" you spoke up. "i know, but i wish he would listen to me" jack sighed. the two of you decided to have an early start to your day, making your way downstairs to the kitchen. just as the two of you sat down at the island, the door opened, revealing a tired urban.

you made your way to him and hugged him. you and jack could tell he was upset, heartbroken upset. "urban are you okay love?" you questioned. he looked at you with sad eyes before looking past you, he spotted jack sitting quietly at the island. urban made his way to sit next to his best friend. his best friend passed him a glass of apple juice, and you smiled at the gesture. "okay, you two need to talk. now" you insisted. both of the boys chuckled before saying "okay mom" in unison. it was true, you did boss them around like they were your kids sometimes. you watched the two blue eyed men intently. finally the longer haired man spoke up, "jack you were right. she is just using me, i didn't want to believe it because i just wanted to hold onto the nice thing we had just a little longer" urban explained. "i went to her place and she was with another dude" he continued. "urb, i'm sorry man. i just didn't wanna see you hurt and i didn't get a good vibe from her. neither did y/n" jack said, you froze when you heard your name. both of their eyes diverting to you, you sighed, "urban i know i wasn't completely honest with you on the phone but i felt like you wouldn't have listened. so instead i just tried giving you advice. and she never really liked me being around you even though i explained that i was with jack. she was rude" you spilled.

"thank you guys for being here for me, i should've listened. don't worry you wont be seeing her anymore" urban said while sipping some juice. "urban we love you and we want what's best for you. you may be jack's best friend but you're also mine" you said with a smile and pulled him into a hug. just as you were about to let go, jack jumps into the hug. "group hug" he yells.

urban decides to go get a few hours of sleep since he was up all night. you and jack still haven't said much. he was upset about you not telling urban the truth but he understood why. "baby, i don't want you to be upset that i didn't tell urb the truth. he's an adult, he knows what he's doing. he just needed support" you said as jack was washing the dishes. "i know ma, im not upset. i just wanted him to understand what i was saying because i didn't wanna see him hurt." he said quietly. you hugged him from behind and left a soft kiss to his shoulder blade.

eventually urban woke up and the three of you decided to go out for the day. spend some time with your friends. it was a much needed day, the three of you needed to surround yourself with positive energy. and by the end of the night urban had been seen with one of your friends, they seemed to really hit it off. he ended up getting her number. and when the three of you got home you made him tell you every little detail of what the two of them talked about.

[lovinkiri]

Simply Jealous

Tenya Iida x Reader

Description: Tenya isn't sure why he's so bothered with you hanging out with Sero so much.

Tagging: @coleluuviida

You were always seemed quiet, so reserved.

And Tenya, well.. He knew he could come off strong sometimes. So he was quite hesitant on approaching you. It wasn't until you guys were partnered up for a project that he actually spoke to you.

"Its nice to meet you, L/n. My name is Tenya Iida." He held his hand out with a friendly smile.

You hesitantly shook his hand and returned your own shy smile. "Y/n L/n." Was all you mumbled quietly.

You worried that maybe you seemed rude, too standoff-ish. But Tenya only took a seat next to you. "Shall we begin?"

....

The two of you had decided to stay on campus to research and outline a section of your project.

The two of you sat in the library, quietly discussing the project.

Tenya wrote down everything you said, easily keeping up with your surprisingly. He hadn't expected you to talk so quickly for someone so quiet, not that he minded. He actually found us endearing.

He'd even go as far as to say it was cute. And he couldn't help but voice his thoughts, of course not the part where he called you cute.

"You talk very quickly, you know." He said in a small break of silence. You cheeks grew hotter in embarrassment. Had you embarrassed yourself already? In front of the most respectable person in class?

"Ah, sorry.. I've been told that I talk a lot. And I guess I was just adding useless details-" Tenya couldn't help but cut you off.

"No, no, I enjoy it. You match my writing speed and I don't believe any of these details are useless. In fact, they all seem important and carefully picked out."

You couldn't help but smile at the praise. "Thank you, Iida. That means a lot. Especially coming from you."

Tenya chuckled softly. "I'm no one special. Just like you, I'm a future hero."

You two fell into deep conversation, not even breaking out of it as you were eventually kicked out of the library.

You two talked about a lot. The project, your teachers, your high schools and the people who helped you along the way.

Eventually, you two reached the girls dorms. Tenya felt his heart flutter as you look down, once more bashful.

You just had to be this adorable, huh?

"Thanks for walking me to the dorms, Iida." You said, gently kicking your feet against the ground.

Iida nodded, tilting his head slightly as he admired the way you looked in the dark.

Undeniably stunning.

"No worries. Escorting you home was the least I could do for keeping you out all night." He gave a small grin as you lifted your head to meet his gaze.

"Goodnight. See you tomorrow?" You nearly winced at your tone. Did you sound clingy?

Well, Tenya didn't seem to think so, as he nodded as quickly as he could. "Of course. Please, sleep well."

Tenya watched as you giggled and retreated into the building. He stood there for a moment, his smile still stuck on his face.

You were.. Really something.

....

By the end of the project, you two had gotten very close. He'd introduced you to the rest of the Dekusquad and they all loved you immediately.

That was a good sign to Tenya.

And over time, they'd noticed how fond of each other the two of you were. From the way he so generously would offer you his orange juice to the way you'd hugged him in thanks.

They were happy for him. I mean, they were there for him but they'd always hoped he'd find someone who seemed to complete him the way you did.

Tenya himself knew he had feelings for you, but he figured it was just a small crush.

Well, that was until you started hanging out with a new student more frequently. You were always with the guy. You'd even started hanging out with him during lunch hours.

And well.. To say that Tenya was a but bothered? That was an understatement.

What really got him though? The way you immediately opened up around this guy, grinning with confidence. Tenya himself couldn't remember making you smile that hard before.

He didn't let it show how much it bothered him though, as he didn't want to drive you away.

You'd already came out of your shell and started to open up to him. And you definitely weren't Y/n, the quiet student who sat in the back.

You were Y/n, one if the funniest and cheerful people to be around. You had a smile that could brighten up anyone's day and eyes that could scare off any bad thoughts.

He couldn't afford to lose that, to lose you, over his dumb jealousy.

It wasn't until this new student started to make advances on you that you stepped, especially considering how uncomfortable you seemed.

"You know, you've been so good to me, I've been thinking-" You were pulled away before he could place his hands on you.

Tenya could tell he made a good decision from the look of relief across your face. "Oh, Tenya! Did you need me?"

He gave a small nod. "Yes, its really important."

You rushed out a goodbye to your classmate before quickly leaving the room with Tenya. "Thank goodness you came! The school assigned me to be his mentor for a bit but he's been trying to get me in bed for the past two weeks."

... Mentor? You were just mentoring him?

Tenya sighed deeply and felt himself fully relax. Noticing you confused look, he blushed and quickly fixed his glasses. "I'm glad you're okay."

You grinned. "Your cheeks are all red again, Tenya." You teased. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were jealous."

It was when he didn't respond that it fully dawned on you. "Wait, wait.. Were you really jealous?"

"W-Well.." He cleared his throat and turned away, not quite sure what to say. He didn't want to lie and deny it but he couldn't quite get the full truth out.

"Hey, I.. I like you too, Tenya. A lot. You think maybe we could get something to eat soon?" You suggested nervously.

Tenya watched you in surprise before smiling. Suddenly, his nerves were calm. "I'd be honored, Y/n. I like you too."

[rogue-durin-16]

THE HEIR'S CURSE (Part I/?)

Request: I have this idea of the reader being a princess and having to marry fili cuz hes the heir and she likes him but she ends up falling for his brother? Maybe with some angst? You can choose the end 😆

Pairing: Fíli x Reader, eventually Kíli x Reader

Genre: mainly angst w/ fluffy moments

Tags:

Requested by: @crispykittywitch

The heir's curse: ———

Permanent taglist: @queenofmankind @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: none atm, maybe some typos

A/N: Sorry for the delay I was having an existential crisis. I'm trying to put the story together, so this first part is merely introductive to the actual plot, that's why is short and kinda lacking of action OOF ANYWAY enjoy, and send me an ask if you wanna be tagged in this. Friendly reminder that the requests are open <3

Part II

Rogue-durin-16 masterlist

"She's beautiful." my brother Kíli, tilting his head to my side, muttered, his eyes never leaving the girl that walked towards us.

"She is, indeed." I replied, equally dumbfounded.

"This is Y/n, Princess of the kingdom of Belegost." Y/n bowed to us with a genuine smile on her face, and we did the same to her "My lady, these are prince Fíli, Heir of the throne of Erebor, and prince Kíli."

"At your service." we both spoke, right after I stepped to her to kiss her hand. "I've heard legends of your beauty, but none make you justice." And it was true.

Y/n, despite being a dwarf, descended directly from the elves of Caras Galadhon. She was an actual miracle of our time, and it had been said to me that possessed a beauty never seen in middle earth.

"You don't look so bad yourself." she smoothly replied. "As my father used to say, though, true beauty lays inside of oneself."

"My brother has a heart of gold." Kíli assured her. "I'm sure you'll get to see it sooner rather than later." I halfsmiled at my brother's words. "or maybe later rather than sooner, he's a little thick, and a little slow."

"Kíli." I called him, turning to throw daggers at him with my eyes.

"What?" he then grinned at Y/n, "It's only the truth." who was now chuckling, with a playful look on his gaze.

"My lord, I will now take the Princess to her stances."

"Do not," I ordered, taking a couple more steps to be before her. "I'll take her myself." I extended my hand for her to take.

"How chivalrous." She teased walking besides me. "are you trying to make a good impression?"

"Maybe." I tended her a hand the help her down the stairs. "Is it working?"

She took my hand with a grin and slightly pulled up her dress in order not to step on it. "Maybe."

KÍLI'S P. O. V.

As soon as they had walked away from the stance, my smile faded and an uneasy frown appeared in my face.

I had seen her at the gates. We ran into each other, but she was wearing a traveling cloak and I didn't connect the dots.

"Apologies m'lady." I quickly spoke, steadying her with both my hands so she wouldn't fall. "I was in a hurry."

"It's alright, I was distracted." it was only then, when she took off the hood, that I was left speechless. "Cat has got your tongue?" She teased with a grin as I let go her forearms.

"Your beauty took all words away from me." I replied as fast as I could.

"Not all, apparently." she responded. "Would you mind pointing me the direction to the place where I shall wait for the king?"

"Thorin's not here, but someone will receive you in the throne's hall— Ori!" I made a sign and my friend came to us. "I would take you there myself, but as I said, I am in a hurry."

"Thank you anyway."

I felt the smile growing in my face. "My pleasure."

'She's beautiful', I had said, but what meant was 'she's too beautiful'.

I knew I was damned the moment she smiled at me, I just didn't know how damned I was— not yet, at least.

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READER'S P. O. V.

"Ouch!" I flinched when the needle fixing the side of my dress stung my skin.

Having to stand on a velvet footstool with my arms over my head for over half an hour was already uncomfortable and exhausting enough, needless to say I wasn't in the mood for a stray needle to pierce my skin.

"Apologies, m'lady." the servant muttered, retrieving the needle and the thread and starting again.

"Just get over with it already." I groaned in desperation. "Is this even necessary?"

"Of course! you must look perfect tonight."

"I think she already looks perfect." both our heads turned to the door in order to see a fancy dressed Fíli standing there. "Cease tormenting the princess already."

The servant nodded and stopped whatever sewing had been attempting to do on the side of the dress. "my knight in shining armor." I offered him a relieved smile and he responded with a chuckle. "what are you doing here?"

"My garments needed a retouch." A seamstress chasing him prompted Fíli to move into the room and lift his arms, and so he did. "And I heard that beautiful voice of yours from the other side of the room, so I had to come."

"Smooth." I commented, receiving a proud shrug in exchange.

"I apologize for tonight." the frown in my face let him know he had to explain further. "You've just arrived from a long journey, I doubt you're in the mood for a party."

"I won't lie to you," I pursed my lips in a thin line and gave him an apologetic smile. "attending to a dwarvish celebration is the last thing I wish for."

"And what does the princess wish for?"

"Sleep?" we both chuckled. "And maybe some time alone with my intended. I'd like to get to know him."

He nodded with the ghost of a smile twitching the corners of his lips. "I'll make sure you can escape the party as soon as possible." he assured me, finally lowering his arms. "If I can, I'll walk you to your chambers. We can take the long way and chat for a while." his eyes were hopeful, and his half smile sincere.

"That'd make the party worth it." he nodded, the half smile mutating into a beam.

"Brother," Kíli rushed into the room, stalking straight to his brother. "Thorin is back, he requested—" due to his focus on the commended task, he almost missed me.

KÍLI'S P. O. V.

The corner of my eye first caught the glittering silver of her dress, which led my gaze to acknowledge her form.

There she stood, over the stool; her long gown majestically fell past her feet and gave her an even more divine aura.

I wouldn't have noticed that my jaw had dropped if not for my brother, digging his elbow in my ribs.

"Stop staring at my intended." he jokingly scolded me. "are you planning on stealing her from me?" he wiggled his brows at me and Y/n laughed.

"Pffft no!" Y/n snorted behind me and Fíli gave us a smug grin.

"So?"

"Yeah, Thorin." I cleared my throat, fighting to tear my eyes away from her. "he wants to see you. It's important."

"Did he say what it was about?" I shook my head no and my brother sighed, signaling the servants to stop working on his regal clothing. "I must go now." he spoke to Y/n with apologetic eyes.

She nodded and my brother walked past me, making his way to where Thorin would be waiting for him.

"Heir duties?"

Y/n words caught me off hand, and at first I could only nod with my eyes way too open. "It seemed like it."

"Must be exhausting— would you lend me a hand?" One hand fisted her dress and lifted it up, the other was now extended towards me.

I eagerly nodded and stepped to her, "It must be," taking her hand in mine and holding her forearm in order to offer her some extra support. "though I wouldn't know."

"Me neither, thank Mahal." she carefully let the gown's end down on the floor and gave me brief, playful grin. "Being the younger sibling has its advantages, doesn't it?"

Of course, she was the youngest of Three siblings, how could I forget?

I looked away with a knowing chuckle, just for my eyes to return to her shortly after. "It certainly does, my lady."

"Don't call me 'my lady' as if I was above you."

"You kind of are." I replied with my eyebrows raised and one of the corners of my lips lifted.

"No I'm not!" her voice sounded outraged, but in a theatrical way.

"As you wish," I subtly bowed. "my lady."

She shook her head, letting out a soft laughter. "You're already insufferable."

"But I'm making you laugh." her eyes rolled, a smile pulling at her lips again. "You'll come to put up with me."

"You will be at the party, I hope?" I nodded, a bit taken aback by her question. "Great, because I feel like your brother will have more Heir duties to attend, and I don't wanna be alone."

"I'll keep your company." I involuntarily winked at her, triggering her eyes to part from me for a second, a timid smile making its way to her gaze. "May I tell my brother to pick you up tonight?"

"That would be nice, yes."

"Then you must excuse me." she gave me a quick nod and bowed to me. I mimicked her actions and left to go and tell my brother.

I think I secretly wished for him to tell me he could not pick her up, but I would never admit it out loud.

Nor would Y/n, who, to my ignorance, deep down, wished for it too.