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tinkerleaf · 8 months ago

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Housework

So this little fic was something I wrote in like 2021 with the help of Dreamily, but I loved it too much not to share. I love MtP and had to put something on my blog for it. I also didn't mean to make Moran sound dumb lol. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Synopsis: Moran can't stand to do chores, and Louis can't stand him. The reader tries to save the day. gn reader Pairings: Sebastian Moran/reader/a little bit of everybody Words: 830 Genre: fluff? comedy? lighthearted Warnings: none that I can think of.

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Sebastian was truly a ditz when it came to chores. You had caught Louis scolding him for not helping around with the housework numerous times and couldn’t help but laugh.

Louis was very strict in his expectations and how he ran things, but it made you so happy to know that Sebastian was attempting to do his chores for once.

Normally, he asked Fred or you to do them, which you hated. Especially when you have your own things to do.

But this time? This time, you felt bad about telling him off. As for Louis? He was ecstatic.

You went inside William’s office to pick up some needed papers to finish writing up for his next mission. Unsurprisingly, you found him asleep upon opening the door. He typically fell asleep in strange places all the time due to exhaustion, and you really couldn’t blame him. You could see how often William had been working recently, so it made sense for him to find refuge in such a quiet room. You didn't dare wake him.

However, what did wake him was the sound of glass breaking from downstairs. He jolted awake and was almost startled seeing you there in front of his desk. You two maintained eye contact briefly before he finally spoke, “What was that noise?”

You sighed, “I’m not sure, but if I were to guess, Sebastian dropped another frame.”

He stared at you for another moment giving you a small smile, “Never a dull moment in this house, is there?”

“Not really, no.”

With that said, he got up and left the room as you followed suit. You went through the hallway and down the steps leading to the foyer. Sebastian was standing near the staircase looking down at Louis with fear in his eyes. His hands were above his head and guilt was written all over his face.

Looking down beside the two, you saw the shattered picture frame dispersed on the floor. You rolled your eyes, “You know, I didn’t want to be correct.”

Sebastian whipped around to look at you, “It was an accident! Honest! Louis told me to dust the frames and I did!” He lowered a hand to the back of his neck, “And then it fell…”

Louis stepped forward, “Well, you can't put it back together, right?” He looked directly at Sebastian and then at you, “You can't always ask one of us to fix your problem. We don’t care how it happened. You need to clean the mess, Moran! It’s a simple task.”

“Fine, fine.” The large man muttered before stepping back towards the closet.

You sighed and began to walk away from the scene when Louis stopped you. “Wait! Come here for a second.” You followed him to the kitchen. When you both were inside, he closed the door and turned to you. “I cannot take this anymore.” He pushed his glasses back.

Rather than responding, you simply nodded.

“He does this every time I ask him to do something.” He took out his handkerchief and dabbed it across his forehead. “He does this for attention, you know? But it’s never enough.”

You heard the closet door reopen.

His eyebrows furrowed and sighed, “Please…” He put a hand on your shoulder, “Do something about that stupid man.”

You gave him a nod before heading back to find Sebastian sitting on the couch.

“What are you doing?” You asked annoyed.

He turned to look at you, “Oh!” Before he could say anything else, you crossed your arms and glared at him. He stood up and began picking up the pieces of the frame.

Once they were all gone, you shook your head. “Do I have to watch over you all the time to make sure you do what you’re supposed to do? I only hope you’re not like this on missions.”

He snapped his head up, “No! Of course not!”

“Then why are you letting this go on?”

“Because I hate it when he tells me what to do…and it’s fun to watch him get pissy over little things.”

You scoffed, “There’s no way that’s it.”

“And why not?”

“Because that’s stupid!”

He narrowed his eyes at you, “I thought you were on my side.”

“I’m not on anyone’s side! It’s just,” you paused. “Look, just try to make it less obvious that you’re making fun of him. He doesn’t deserve it. He’s stressed enough as it is. And stop throwing your chores to Fred!”

“Fred doesn’t mind.”

“That doesn’t make it right! Stop it!”

He opened his mouth and then closed it. “I understand.”

“Alright. Now let’s get back to work.”

The rest of the night passed without any further incidents, though Sebastian did drop a wine glass or two while Louis was gone.

As you were putting away the dishes after dinner, you heard a loud crash coming from upstairs, followed by yelling.

‘Damnit.”

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moriartyluver · 1 year ago

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Y’all send requests I’m boreddddd

Also I’m thinking of doing an event for 500 followers but I can’t think of anything lol. Send in ideas I’m hella uncreative if that’s even a word

(+Moriarty the patriot memes I found on Pinterest lol)

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stellaeerrantes · 1 year ago

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Moriarty the Patriot beach headcannons

(reminder; this isn't a writing blog)

Albert

Albert absolutely hates sand and seaweed with a passion. It just gets everywhere, it's sticky and irritating. He will be frustrated about it, but won't complain.

He lies in a beach chair, underneath the cool shade of a tree, perhaps drinking some beverage, reading a book or simply enjoying the view.

He's not much of a swimmer, I believe he wouldn't swim at all or just for a little while with his brothers.

Won't let his hair get damaged if possible (I mean it sure takes a lot of effort to style them so perfectly)

Wine.

William (aka my hubby)

He doesn't mind sand or seaweed.

He's not a big swimmer either, but would enjoy a swim with his friends and family.

I can see him reading a book beside Albert, most likely a mathematics related book or a newspaper, drinking his favourite chamomile tea (yes he 100% drinks tea on the beach)

Puts a ton of sunscreen or else he will turn into a tomato.

William is a teacher by nature. He will educate children playing around on sea- related subjects, such as buoyancy or sea life (and probably maths, yeah).

Gives the best advice on how to built the perfect sandcastle and children love him for that.

Louis

Saying that he has packed lunch for everyone would be an understatement.

Somehow he managed to bring with him a kettle and full tea set for his brothers, biscuits, pastries (he made himself obviously) and a literal meal, silverware and plates included. (Jack is so proud)

Most of the time he stays by William's side, quietly enjoying the small vacation whilst attending to him. He states that he's not very fond of swimming and would prefer to stay dry, but in actuality he really wants to.

When William proposes that they go together for a swim the poor boy is so so happy.

Struggles a little with his glasses and gets sunburnt very easily despite bathing in sunscreen.

Moran & Bonde

These two absolute airheads will race one another in EVERYTHING.

Who jumps in the water first, who swims faster, who can hold his breath longer, who can run to the other side of the beach and back faster, and the list goes on.

James comes first at almost everything, which let's just say Moran didn't take very well.

They both flirt with random girls.

Moran will tease Albert for not getting into the water.

They literally annoy the whole beach.

Fred

I think Fred would like to stroll through the beach and collect seashells.

Afterwards he shows his collection to the Moriarty brothers, who give him a small but much deserved applause.

He's an excellent swimmer, and would dive in order to observe the fish and other sea life.

Will throw small pieces of bread in the water for the fish.

He would also do this thing where you just float on the water in a star- shaped position. He enjoys it a lot.

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rosesrflo · 2 years ago

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PAIRINGS: various!characters (MTP) x gn!reader. GENRE: fluff, slight crack.

PROMPT: ‘the floor is lava!’ WARNINGS: possible spoilers if you squint, headcanon format, unedited, lowercase intended.

#. SYNOPSIS: how would they react during a small game of ‘the floor is lava’?

even an illegal criminal organization that practically rules the underworld of london should be able to have fun every now and then, so it’s no wonder someone yells, “THE FLOOR IS LAVA!” any time they have the chance. each individuals reaction vary in many amusing ways — and your poor self ‘coincidentally’ gets dragged in every single time.

ever the slacker, MORAN is always the first to sprint to the nearest table or chair; depending on how hurried he is, he will either grab you and sling you over his shoulder, or pick you up bridal style, there’s no in between. nevertheless, 9/10 you end up in his arms as he tries to get off the floor, because there’s no way he’d leave his babe in lava. (it’s you, you’re the babe).

has an almost unfair advantage over most members due to his agility, FRED utterly dominates this game field — he has never lost the game and certainly doesn’t want you to either. so he grabs your hand and makes a run for it, if you can’t catch up, that’s fine because this guy has more strength in his body that he looks. he isn’t afraid to hoist you up and jump at the same time, of course he always places you on the furniture first, a real sweetheart.

though he doesn’t participate often, considering half the time he has a tea tray in one hand and a platter in the other, LOUIS let’s himself get clambered on as you search for refuge. he can and will balance the dishes whilst letting you jump on him, he refuses to have you stand in lava — this man is the standard, and an absolute gentleman.

another one that has you clinging on to him. WILLIAM is usually situated in his comfortable armchair, sipping on some warm tea when watching the amusing spectacle of the others scrambling across the room in search of furniture. he does not hesitate to let you clamber onto his lap, though his grip on your waist tightens so you don’t slip off.

being the dignified noble he his, ALBERT doesn’t join, instead, he spectates the chaotic scene like a play. but he wouldn’t deny you if you tugged on his arm, not giving him a chance to reply before pulling him on top a table, ‘saving him from the lava.’ he finds it mirthful, his arms will be loosely wrapped around your hips, holding you as you threw things at any remaining survivors.

his unpredictability is terrifying, especially if you’re his lover. unsurprisingly, he’s probably the one that called it out. you can never know whether JAMES will trip you up on his way to victory, or if he’ll pull you along with him. and if you do end up together, he keeps a hand on you, just in case you fall away, ‘a victory without you isn’t a win at all’ are his exact words. he invites you to hit people off their posts (moran), until he randomly shoves you off, as stated, he’s very unpredictable.

despite not having the ability of sight, he’s still very aware of his surroundings, and due to this, his other senses are enhanced. HERDER knows the entire room layout, he also has you to guide him, even though he doesn’t necessarily need it. sometimes, he pretends to be unable to navigate just so you hold his hand, a small smirk on his lips whilst you pull him close to you as you huddle together on one tiny stool. (you definitely notice it, he’s not as slick as he thinks).

MONEYPENNY is your free ticket from the lava, she’s not albert’s secretary for nothing, her position in MI6 is complimented by her physical prowess. as her partner, your safety is guaranteed, even though she herself doesn’t play much, she’ll definitely help you get to safety. although she stays composed, she’s mentally repeating to herself to help you out of the lava. the bae of baes.

THE DETECTIVES:

most of the cases he gets other than from the lord of crime bore him, so it’s no wonder SHERLOCK attempts to satiate his boredom by playing this game. of course he’s already lying on the couch, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes as everyone’s yelling at him to move. the only person he’ll move for is you, he would watch you look around panicking then make a move, becoming you to him and pulls you against his chest.

she’s fiercely competitive in this game, the truth is, MISS HUDSON will help you from the lava as well. whilst waving her pan around, she easily climbs onto the table, taking you with her. she lets you throw the frying pan at sherlock, has a proud look on her face when you do.

this guy low key struggles because he’s too nice to shove someone off, but that’s alright because JOHN has you to do do it for him. with a small ‘sorry’ as you shove people into the lava, he’ll take part in sabotaging others if you ask him to though.

A/N: hey lovelies, it’s been a while, i kinda lost passion for writing, so i took a hiatus and this was originally just a side piece. probably still won’t be back on a daily basis, but i hope you enjoy this. have a good day/night. 🫶

#yuukuko no moriarty #moriarty the patriot #yuukuko no moriarty x reader #mtp x reader #moriarty x reader #william james moriarty #louis james moriarty #sebastian moran #fred porlock #jamesbonde #albert james moriarty #von herder #sherlock holmes #mtp james bond #mtp sherlock #william moriarty x reader #im finally feeding you content after months lol

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wizardfrog69 · 2 years ago

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Hello! Your writing is so fun, it never fails to bring a smile on my face :) If I may, I would like to ask for a few nsfw headcannons of mtp characters (you can select who you want to write about, I'll be happy with anyone you choose) - favourite positions, body part, how private they'd like to keep such activities :) Thank you!

Omg thank you so much <3 your kind words also put a smile on my face and I'm always pleased to hear you are happy with my writing. And requests also make me happy if I'm being honest but anyhow enjoy my work :)

'•.¸♡Mtp nsft headcannons- favourite positions, body part and how private they are about their activities behind closed doors♡¸.•'

That title is long

Mtp x gn!reader

Nsft

Please if you don't feel comfortable with nsfw/nsft content do not read this.

Feat. William, Louis, Albert, Sherlock, James and Sebastian

William James Moriarty:

Favourite position: Modified coital-alignment technique, also known as CAT (it sounds complicated omg) , he just really enjoys seeing you under him probably in tears from pleasure begging him to let you cum.

Body part: hair, he has a hair pulling kink alright, also he likes seeing your hair just spread out on the bed, or how it tangles in his hand when he grabs your hair for one reason or another.

How private they are: he is private, first of all he's a literal professor and if he started talking about it then he would be kick out for good. Also this is the Victorian era, for the sake of all my fanfics I don't write it if it was historically accurate because that'd be boring and no one can be gay. But William would be private about his sex life, no one needs to know what he's doing with his s/o after everyone leaves.

Louis James Moriarty:

Favourite position: He is a bottom and you CANNOT change my mind, that is why his favourite position is cowgirl/cowboy, also I hc him as gay, anyway.

Body part: waist and hips, he loves holding onto your waist and hugging your waist and holding onto your hips while you ride him. Oh and he likes your lips, how they latch onto his skin.

How private they are: if he even hears the word 'sex' he is looking away with an acword expression on his face so yeah he keeps his sex life pretty private.

Albert James Moriarty:

Favourite position: countertop, he's the type to fuck in the kitchen lady's and gentlemen. For instance if you were baking/cooking he would find the really attractive and one thing led to another and here you are, ig that food will take a little longer than anticipated.

Body part: thighs and shoulder/collar bone, you can always find one or two love bites there and he tends to always grab onto your thighs while fucking you up.

How private they are: so again he's private about it because he's a noble and bla bla bla but if he could then he wouldn't be too open about it, like if someone asked him then he might say a word or two but not too much yk.

Sherlock Holmes:

Favourite position: reverse cowgirl/cowboy or prone boning/doggy style, just positions where he can see your ass, preferably positions where he can just lie/sit there and watch your ass also receiving pleasure.

Body part: he is an ass kinda guy if you couldn't guess from my previous statement.

How private they are: I've said before he's someone who would show off his hickeys so you expect for him to not be ashamed of talking about what he does to/with you in private, he won't go out of his way to talk about it but if someone asks him then he has no shame in hiding the truth.

James Bond:

Favourite position: the face off position, also has a questioning name but oh well. He finds eye contact really attractive and wants to see if you're satisfied and there is the benefit of hearing your moans ;)

Body part: he doesn't have a favourite body part he likes all of your body and doesn't see the point in choosing so he'll go for all of it.

How private they are: pretty private, if someone mentions anything about his sex life then he'll just quickly get around that topic and onto a next.

Sebastian Moran:

Favourite position: doggy style probably, he's the type to have multiple favourites but within all of those he tops no questions asked.

Body part: ass, tits (if you have any) and pussy/dick, need I say more?

How private they are: not really the open type like he won't go out of his way to say he sleeps with you but he won't deny it either, he just isn't the type to talk to someone about how he slept with someone.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

Idk why but classical music is putting me in the mood to write smut 💀, rn I'm listening to great waltzes.

I was gonna write for mycroft and John but I changed my mind. I hope you enjoyed this, my requests are always open and:

Don't forget to take care of yourself if you can, do something which you enjoy, talk with a friend if you can, rewatch your favourite movie or listen to your favourite song, just do something which brings you joy, you deserve it. Have a wonderful day/night! :)

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kunikame · 2 years ago

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in another life. - w. j. moriarty

just a lil something that's been in the drafts for a while now.... 😇

warnings : mtp anime end + manga spoilers, cussing, stabbing & other mentions of killing/violence, sherlock is called a bastard twice (2 times), reader is called "beautiful" once (1) but no pronouns otherwise, ignore the "- divider -" it wont let me add the pic for some reason

w/c : 1671

maybe it was the way he carried himself, or maybe it was his selfless nature; you never knew the exact reason why you fell for the crime lord in disguise. it just.. happened.

you wouldn’t call it effortless, but you can’t call it hard either. loving william might have always been easy, but loving him never was.

loving william in a physical way was horribly hard. he was always overworked and tired– or working– and most importantly, on his merry way to rid england of the corrupt nobles. he was doing a great thing, you told yourself (the ‘but the wrong way’ remained unsaid, as always), and you couldn’t wait to see the nation become one he’s always dreamt of. a place where people feel safe, and, most importantly, equal.

only, you wanted to see it with him by your side.

yet as your eyes follow his figure and that of the accursed detective he’s grown so fond of– sherlock holmes, the bastard, that should be you– falling into the thames river, you realize that maybe, maybe he hasn’t told you the extent to how far he’s willing to go for this nation. maybe you were too naive, maybe you missed the signs, or maybe he simply didn’t trust you enough to tell you about his plans. now you’ll never know.

you remember one time you overheard the brothers arguing, liam saying “you don’t know what it’s like walking alone every step of the way” then apologizing right after, only to be met with silence. a few moments passed and you heard louis reply “you don’t know what it’s like either, brother. we started this journey together and have walked the path together, as a team. it’s only the destination you insist on reaching alone,” and now you realize, maybe you should’ve inquired about the meaning behind his words.

except, you didn’t. you thought if it’s something important, liam will tell you sooner or later. spoiler alert, he didn’t.

now all you feel is the betrayal settling in your heart because while everyone else knew, they never thought about telling you. no “oh hey, by the way, your boyfriend is going to sacrifice himself soon, but no worries we got sherlock on the job”– a plan which backfired since both of them jumped– nothing. what hurt the most was not even liam thought to tell you.

and here comes the guilt baring its teeth, biting into your heart and lungs and suddenly you can no longer breathe or hear anything other than the ringing in your ears– you never even got to say goodbye. he was just going to die without saying anything. he just.. left you there.

when you saw their bodies splash into the river you felt like a part of yourself drowned with them. with him.

the days after the incident were a blur. you don't quite remember anything through a whole month after they jumped. everyone around you slowly realized you knew nothing of the plan. albert couldn't talk to you about it very long as he got locked up. moran disappeared off the face of the earth soon after. all you had were fred, james and louis, and perhaps they were all you needed. every step of the way, they stood by your side.

you were a team after all. since your younger days. there were more of you back then, but, maybe the 4 of you could go on until you reunite with albert– and hopefully moran– somewhere down the path.

3 months. 3 months have passed.

days turned into weeks, weeks into months.

you missed william dearly each day, but you are not as depressed as you were anymore. louis has been made leader of m16, albert was still sitting in his cell, moran was still missing and fred was tending to his flowers. some things just don't change, you chuckled.

thanks to louis' new position you had responsibilities and jobs to carry out again. you'd say it's with less people but that would be a lie. herder has finally wormed his way into the actual missions– technically.

things start getting crazy from there. 1st a mission regarding moran, next a briefing with the older holmes, next the younger one– the absolute bastard– shows up. without william.

you take a step back– maybe you weren't over it after all, but if you stabbed him right now mycroft would kill you. louis verbalized the thoughts you all had, ".. that day, you fell down the river thames with brother william.. and now, you're the only one standing in front of us like this. can you.. please explain?"

sherlock goes to tell the story of how he awakened on a boat heading for america with bandages all over him and william both. met a guy called henry (also known as billy the kid, apparently), who was the one to patch them up and watch over them and blah blah blah– you stopped paying attention halfway. you only zoned in when he mentioned the blond.

".. i got a telegram from liam; 'help m16 for me' he said. and that's how i ended up back in london, in secret."

when you opened your mouth to speak, fred stole the words right out of your mouth, "mr. william is .."

it hit you then. not like a punch in the face, more like a direct run in with a truck. he didn't die. he's.. he's not dead. he's alive. for the love of god, he's alive.

uncontrollable tears were streaming down your cheeks. it wasn't just a dream, wasn't just something you made yourself believe to cope with his 'betrayal'. it's real. he's alive.

the room broke out in chaos once the news registered in herder's brain. he reminded fred of his new roses, and you of your one wish coming true– it didn't last long however, as louis got right back to the point of the briefing.

"you really are just like liam."

"mr. holmes, may i have a moment?"

you couldn't help yourself, you rushed to the door after it closed behind the 2 men.

".. thank you. for that time.. and all the way until now, for not forsaking my brother.. for saving his life.. from the bottom of my heart, thank you."

william and albert went around greeting everyone in order. you stepped away and chose to gaze out the huge window while you waited. eventually, you were the only one left.

you smiled softly then; you can imagine how much those words meant to louis. they were true, though.

- divider -

yet another mission is over, and now moran is back among your little no-longer-criminal-organization group. it took fred almost being shot, a poker card from william, and a lot of convincing, but he's home. you're back to bickering and teasing each other, just like old times.

barely 2 days later, william and albert showed up, sending the tea cup fred was holding shattering. the idea of letting the 3 brothers have their reunion first was a collective agreement so you pushed louis into the hallway and shut the door softly.

with a soft sigh, you avoided listening in on their conversation this time (much unlike the other occupants of the room; specifically herder, who went tumbling the moment the door opened).

taking the cue, the others slowly filed out of the room, leaving only you and william, who was staring at your back intently.

"you have an eyepatch now i see," you said, turning to face him.

the sun behind you illuminated your figure just right. you looked exactly like an angel would. maybe this a sign, he thinks.

"i do indeed. you've grown even more beautiful than i remember."

"flattery will get you nowhere, pretty boy," you sighed, "why didn't you tell me?"

"i couldn't, i'm sorry. you looked so happy. i couldn't bring myself to ruin it for you. for us. i thought, in the end, if i shouldered the responsibility myself, maybe you'd realize i was a monster all along. tainted, with hands covered in blood. i didn't deserve to hold you, love you, the way i was."

"you're very wrong about that. you were, are, and will always be the most beautiful and selfless soul i know– even if that whole bridge jump scene was very selfish, if i do say so myself," you move closer to him to cup his cheeks (still as soft as you remember, though slightly more bony) and caress them softly, "you deserve everything and more, liam. if the stars would make you happy i'd go and pick some for you. you should've talked to me, relied on me a little more. i thought we were a team, an unstoppable duo, you know? i can't be a duo on my own; neither can you."

"i know now. i'm sorry. are you still mad?"

you looked at him as if he hung the sun and stars himself and he believes he has an answer to that question, "i'm not mad at you. i can't be. i love you too much for that."

the love in your eyes is mirrored in his vermillion one, the burning intensity of it almost swallowing you up like the flames in a burning building, yet the warmth is friendlier– gentler – the last rays of a summer sunset by the ocean.

"never do anything like that ever again, alright blondie? promise me."

"i promise."

you remove your hand from his cheek, placing it in the small space between you and raise an eyebrow in amusement, "do you pinky promise?"

he can only chuckle and hook his pinky with yours, "i pinky promise."

the deal is sealed with a kiss filled with 3 years worth of words and emotions left unsaid.

perhaps it was meant to be like this. is this what "in another life" means? most likely not, yet still. he's a new person and so are you. your lives are not what they used to be.

maybe this is your "another life".

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kougiri · 1 year ago

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※ℬ𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓊 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎 𝒟𝑜𝑔𝓈

ɴsғᴡ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ[ᴊᴏᴜɴᴏ sᴀɪɢɪᴋᴜ x ᴅᴏᴍ ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇss ᴍᴇ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x sᴜʙ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sғᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ɴsғᴡ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴛᴄʜᴏᴜ. ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ?[ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ᴏsᴀᴍᴜ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ’ᴍ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ? ʟᴇᴛ’s ʀᴇsᴛᴀʀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ.[ғʏᴏᴅᴏʀ ᴅᴏsᴛᴏᴇᴠsᴋʏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʙᴇ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀғᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟ.[ʙsᴅ x sᴜʙ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

sғᴡ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ[ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ᴏsᴀᴍᴜ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sᴜɢᴀʀ ʀᴜsʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀɪᴄʜ ᴋɪᴛsᴜɴᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ғɪʀsᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɴɢᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs[ᴀᴅᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ’ᴠᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴡɪɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ[ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴀʀʀɪɴɢ ʙᴇɢɪɴ![ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ x ʀɪᴄʜ ᴋɪᴛsᴜɴᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)ʏᴏsᴀɴᴏ ᴀᴋɪᴋᴏ)]

※𝒥𝑜𝒿𝑜'𝓈 ℬ𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒜𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒

ɴsғᴡ sᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀᴍᴏʀᴇ.[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.[ᴍɪsᴛᴀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴏ x ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] sғᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs[ᴀʙʙᴀᴄᴄʜɪᴏ ʟᴇᴏɴᴇ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ[ᴛʀɪsʜ ᴜɴᴀ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ.[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴏᴠᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡɴ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ[ɢɪᴏʀɴᴏ ɢɪᴏᴠᴀɴɴᴀ x ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ʏɪᴘᴇᴇ[ᴛɪᴢɪᴀɴᴏ x ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x sǫᴜᴀʟᴏ]

※ℒ𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓂/𝒱𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓁 ℋ𝒾𝓉

※ℳ𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒫𝒶𝓉𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓉

sғᴡ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏғ ᴜs ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ ᴊᴀᴍᴇs [ᴍᴏʀɪᴀʀᴛʏ x ғᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ᴡɪᴘ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sɪsᴛᴇʀ~ [ ᴍᴏʀ ɪᴀʀᴛʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ!] ᴡɪᴘ

※𝒪𝒷𝑒𝓎 𝓂𝑒! 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒?

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ranposbabe · 1 year ago

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The Blindfold Stays On!

pairing: von herder x fem!reader

summary: herder just likes to prove you wrong :(

warning: smut, unprotected sex!!!, herder himself is a warning tbh

“Who’s there ?” Herder calls out as he remains seated working on a gun Moran had once again broken.

“It’s me ! It’s y/n !” You reply, practically breathless as you walk down the steps that led you to the German engineer.

With his back turned to you, you couldn’t see the slight smirk upon his lips.

Of course he knew it was you. By now, Von knew what exactly your steps sounded like . He could tell the difference between everyone in the manors steps yet every time he asked for confirmation you would always assure him that it was you. He knew. He just liked how you forgot every time. It was a little joke of his.

“Ugh ! Von I’m so tired !” You groan, stretching out your arms to soothe the tightness you felt throughout your body.

As you walk straight over to where Von worked at his desk, you couldn’t help but peer over his shoulder to see what he was working on at such a late hour.

As you would of guessed. It was a weapon. “Ha ! You’re tired ?” Von blatantly laughed, continuing on with his work as if you weren’t even there.

“Louis sent me away !” You as Von would put it dramatically sigh, sitting down on the blond’s right knee despite there being a chair right beside him. “I thought Louis was doing paperwork upstairs so what exactly are you doing down here ?”

He doesn’t hesitate to wrap an arm around your waist while still continuing to work on the gun.

“He was and everyone else is busy so there’s nothing to do that’ll even wear me out since you don’t even think I’m tired !” You roll your eyes, noticing how Vons pace doesn’t become slower despite now only using one hand. However you weren’t surprised as Von was always skilled when it came to using his fingers.

“I know what will wear you out.” He whispers in your ear, his long fingers slightly digging into your side that makes you instantly rubbing your thighs together.

Despite the fact that he’s wearing the blindfold you could tell by the outlines it’s barely gave that his brows were raised when he spoke with such lust evident in his tone.

Suddenly, Herder swiftly pushed aside the tools left on his desk and in one motion he effortlessly shifted you onto the table before him. As he stood over you instinctively you wrapped your arm loosely around his shoulders as the blonds height was surely intimidating. As if he understood your next move he didn’t hesitate to then hoist you up and walk away from his station. “Von !” You gasp, your legs wrap around his waist as the material of your skirt natural begins to hike up. A smirk is upon Herders lip due to the sensation of your warm skin against his suit pants, his hands instantly are under your thighs messaging the shown. skin knowing that more was soon to be exposed.

Despite only walking for a short amount of time to make his way to his room it’s obvious that Von knows how to handle you even as he opens the door and lays you down onto the bed he has you clinging to him like you’re made of porcelain but with his confidence and skills your complete trust is in him. He knows how to care for your body. He knows every spot as if you were one of his inventions. His property.

As you laid down on the soft sheets you couldn’t help stare up at him as he stood

slowly but surely removing his blazer and unbuttoning his shirt as he knew your eyes would remain on him and him only. “Still tired ?” He asks with a hint of playfulness in his tone. “I think I have a bit of energy left.” You nod, somewhat distracting as your eyes roam over his figure as his alongside your clothes become discarded onto the floor. “You won’t after this.”

Herder uses his hands everyday so of course it would come to an advantage. It doesn’t take long until two of his long fingers are rather deep pumping inside your wet cunt. With only two fingers inside there was a part of you that hoped he wouldn’t add another as just his fingers alone were making you feel so full.

Of course that part of you died down rather quickly.

You practically almost hit your head off the headboard as Von inserts a third finger as you contemplate the fact whether you may rip in half due to not only the size of his fingers inside you but you swear you feel the sensation of him touching your cervix. Surely if his fingers didn’t you knew his cock definitely would.

As you whine at the lack of fullness due to Von removing his fingers, he’s rather quick to stop your whining as he cleans his fingers drenched in your arousal with his own tongue all the while shoving his fingers on the opposite hand right down your throat. When he pulls his fingers from your mouth with a definite pop sound, his thumb softly glides against your lips. He’s touched them many he knows just by the feeling of your soft lips what you’re feeling whether you’re content, upset or about to reach your climax. He knows the last one pretty well by now.

He knows your every teasing move and sure to do it right back if you go too far.

Even when your hand sneakily reaches up just to touch near his blindfold he’s too quick for you as he’s proven before as he catches your wrist and raises them above your head. You can only stare on in shock like a mouse being caught by a cat.

Herder reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out something from the draw.

That something being another blindfold which you funnily enough recognised as being the floral one he once used to trick Moran when the Colonel attempted to remove his blindfold. Von didn’t hesitate to loosely tie it around your own eyes. For the sake of feeling secure your arms instantly wrap around his waist as your others senses become more sensitive as you loose your sight.

“Perhaps another is needed for this frisky wrists of yours, darling.” At that Von gives you no warning as he deeply thrusts into you, already you could see the imprint of his cock inside of you practically kissing your cervix. “You have the solution to everything don’t you ?” You whine, desperately pressing kisses against his fine jaw until he finally gives in and kisses you back. The sudden darkness fills you with excitement as you know longer can even attempt to guess Herder’s next move. “When it comes to you.” He sighs, pulling away along with a string of saliva that belong to the both of you that intertwine. “Yes.” He whispers into your neck pressing open mouth kisses anywhere he could find.

Even when his thrusts begin to slow down you can’t help but lean your head back in pleasure squeezing your eyes shut despite it not making a difference since the blindfold remained around your eyes.

When your highs finally come Von is rather hesitate to pull out but when he does he moves to lay his head onto your chest.

The sound of your fast beating heart almost puts him to sleep. But before you could get used to the position and fall asleep yourself Von pulls away from you.

You hear the sound of a fabric being loosened but before you could figure out what exactly was happening Von removes your blindfold. Your eyes flutter momentarily before you stare upon the surprising sight before you.

He took off his own blindfold. With a smile on his face, his eyes that you fail to describe due to the unrealness of them stare down at you with such warmth and love. You simply smile back at those eyes that only you will ever get to see.

The familiar smirk reappears as he tosses both blindfolds onto the floor along with your now creased clothing.

“If you wanted to see my eyes all you had to do was ask.”

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redskull199987 · 2 years ago

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Can I request William James Moriarty x reader making out and reader was so loud that everyone heard them so when they got down Moran and Bond were teasing reader and she is so emotional so she started crying and ran from room and Louis, William, Albert and Jack wanted to kill these two but they went straight to apologize to reader

The right Decision

William James Moriarty x female!reader Request

Word count:1.2k

Warnings:making out, emotional reader

Summary: You and William were supposed to join the others for tea but you have other plans..

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A few weeks ago, I wouldn't even have dared to think about what was happening right now. A few weeks ago, William was nothing more than a close friend, just like the rest of his family. But now, it was different. Since I confessed my love to him, he never seemed to be more than ten meters away from me. To be honest, I was surprised that he even wanted to persue a relationship with me, considering the plans he had.

But he did nevertheless.

And that's exactly how we ended up here. Huddled up in William's bedroom, with his hands all over my body, while we were actually supposed to join the others downstairs for tea. I could smell the sweet scent of Louis'selfmade green tea all the way up to where we were sitting on William's bed.

"Will?", I mumbled, as he softly kissed the sensitive skin behind my ear.

"Will, we should join the others", I tried to reason with him, but William only whined and raised his head to look at me.

"Five more minutes", he whispered and softly caressed my cheek with his tender fingers.

"This is so unlike you, Will", I mumbled, while he pulled me into his lap.

"It's because you make me feel a whole new emotion", He mumbled, his crimson eyes fixated on mine.

I felt a blush creep up at my neck. William was so different now. While he was already caring and friendly before, he now seemed like he wanted to protect me at all costs. His soft touches telling me that he would never dare to let anything happen to me.

"Is it Love that you feel?", I asked, as his hands started to push up my skirt, his palms resting on my thighs while I pulled his face back to mine.

"That and so much more", he confessed. A sigh escaped me, as he pressed his lips against mine in a tender, yet passionate kiss. I felt how he pulled me impossibly closer. And it almost felt like this moment could last forever, like he wouldn't die in a few months. It felt like he would throw all that away and just stay with me forever.

But I knew that he would never do that. He had worked his entire life for this and he wouldn't give it up for me.

"I know, what you are thinking about, my love", William said, as we parted,"You are thinking about my death, aren't you"

I only nodded. I knew lying to him was worthless. I watched as a soft smile appeared on his face.

"You know", he mumbled, placing a soft kiss on my forehead,"If I would've met you earlier, I might've stopped persuing my goal"

My eyes widened upon hearing his words:"Really?!"

He only nodded:"I would've made sure that protecting you is the only Goal I have"

"Oh, Will", I sighed pulling him back towards my lips. I knew that this meant much more than just saying 'I love you'.

And now as he kissed me so passionately and touched me so gently, I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. And as moan after moan escaped my lips, I knew that I wanted nothing more that for him to live. But I knew that I couldn't change his mind. I would try anyways though...

"Look, who finally made it to tea", I heard Moran say, as William and me finally made our way downstairs to the others. I could see that him and Albert were playing a game of chess. Albert was about to win though.

"Sorry, that we're late", William smiled and took my hand, pulling me into his side,"We were just enyjoying some time alone together."

"Of course you were", Bond smiled, a cup of tea still in his hand, as he sat down between Louis and Fred on the sofa.

I already felt my cheeks blush, as William guided me into the room. Suddenly everything felt so wrong. I almost regretted giving in to William's request to stay in his room a little while longer. The only thing grounding me right now, was his firm grip around my waist.

"Y/N, tell me how is William doing as your lover so far. He almost seems to innocent for a parter", Moran grinned, his dark eyes fixated on mine. Usually, his flirty behavior didn't bother me but right now it all seemed too overhelming.

"We're doing fine, Colonel", William smiled politely, as he took a step forward to reach for the two ramaining cups on the table.

"Oh, we could certainly hear that", Moran grinned and mindlessly moved a chess piece in front of him.

And that little comment was enough. I didn't know what had gotten into me, but my shoulders slumbed and I felt tears burning in my eyes.

"Excuse me", I mubled, before quickly making my way back upstairs. I didn't want them to see my like this. So vulnarable. It was enough, if William had to see this side of me.

I quickly made my way back into William's room. I threw the door shut behind me and immediately retreated onto his balcony. As the fresh air hit my face and the soft rays of the afternoon sun hit my face, I could already feel myself calm down again. Today was probably just an emotional day. With William's confession earlier, I felt alll over the place.

A quiet,"God damn it", left my lips as I cursed the fact that I couldn't control my feelings at times like these. Especially because I wasn't the only one who felt like this. With the great finale of William's plan coming closer and closer, every single one of us was on edge. And I had to be the one who needed taking care of again, as always. That thought almost made me want to cry again and I fiercely gripped the balustrade of the balcony.

"My love?"

My eyes widened, as I heard William's voice behind me. I turned around and saw him standing in the middle of his room. The rest of the group seemingly wanted to hide behind his frame.

"I'm sorry, Y/N", Moran said and immediately made his way over to me. He looked at me ashamed and took my hand, falling to his knees,"I know it's not easy for you. I shouldn't have said, what I said."

"Its fine, Moran", I assured him and moitioned for him to stand up again. What he didn't expect was, that I pulled him into a firm hug.

"We're all on edge, so no worries", I explained and looked at the others with a smile,"I trust William and I know his plan will work out. For all of us."

"Thank you, my beloved",William said and bowed slightly. The others followed his example.

"Now come on", I said, striding towards him and taking his hand,"Let's drink a cup of tea, before it gets dark outside"

"It would be my pleasure", Will smiled.

Together with the others, we walked back to the living room and I couldn't say that I regretted it, because I got to see Moran despair in a game of chess against William. So, in the end, I knew that pursuing this relationship was the right decision.

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kanroji-san · 10 months ago

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Mitsuri!Y/n/Reader AU Modern Au

Sebastian: You can’t just tell Mitsuri!Y/n that your ‘tiny body is about to give out from stress’ every time you don’t want to do something

Sebastian: They came to me crying yesterday thinking they killed you because you said you were dying when they didn’t give you the last of their pastries

Fred: i can feel my soul slipping away it will only stay if you give me 30k in cash

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot x demon slayer #moriarty the patriot x reader #mitsuri!reader #moriarty the patriot headcanons #yuukoku no moriarty #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #yuumori #mtp #ynm #ynm x reader #mtp x reader #mtp sebastian moran #ynm sebastian moran #sebastian moran #sebastian moran x reader #mtp fred #ynm fred #moriarty the patriot fred

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years ago

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whiskey on the rock.

request ; @the-fangirl-diaries: hello! may i please request a sebastian moran x female reader story? maybe one where it’s her first night at the tavern he goes to in episode 5 and she plays hard to get even though she finds him really attractive? it can be spicy, but not explicit.

# tags: scenario; strangers to ?; barmaid!reader; a bit romance; flirting and compliments; a kiss on the hand; sfw

includes: female reader ft. sebastian moran {mtp}

author’s note: sorry that you waited so long :( i hope you like it

When 10 o’clock in the evening came, you corrected the clothes lying on you, and then left the room considered to be the cloakroom and went to the main room of the old wooden tavern. Several customers had already gathered, especially gamblers, and you quickly glanced at every important point in the room as you made your way slowly towards the bar. There, you exchanged a brief smile with the dark-haired bartender, who immediately hunched over and went to the back room to put on loose clothes and go home to sleep. It was the time of your first ever night shift in a famous tavern. There was another girl besides you, with quite a lot of work experience, but she dealt with cleaning, as well as filling out paperwork. Your job for tonight was to pour and prepare drinks for all the customers; both men and women who also visited the bar from time to time.

You started your shift by cleaning a few glasses, and sliced some lemons. You also rearranged the liquor bottles behind you, and finally cleaned the long table where the drinks were placed.

Your first client was an elderly man with a wedding ring on his finger, and your next client was a young man with dark hair and clever eyes. Until recently, you saw him at the table with cards spread on it, but you were glad that he came to drink. It’s always some money earned and an interesting experience; the first man ordered vodka with orange juice, while the dark-haired stranger asked for the oldest whiskey with one ice cube. Of course you complied both requests.

The older guy, after drinking a shot, put the appropriate amount of money on the table and then left the tavern, while the young man was enjoying his drink, glancing at you from time to time. Out of curiosity, you asked:

“Do I have something on my face or..?”

“...No, but you could use a little smile, pretty one.” He said confidently and you just rolled your eyes. “Sebastian.”

“Y/N.”You replied right away, cleaning up the stranger’s dirty glass. “Do you come here often?”

“Often enough for me to know you’re working here from today. How do you feel? You like it?”

“Work like work. Money is all that matters in this world and the answer to whether you can buy a loaf of bread or some coffee to lighten your mood with it.” You replied, finally looking up. Sebastian just chuckled.

“That’s true.” He rested his chin on his hand, watching your movements. “I’m sure you’ll do well in your new job. Anyway, you’re a beautiful woman and I’m sure you’re strong too, so I believe it will be fine. If needed, I’ll help you fend off pushy freaks.” He said in a lower voice and you just shook your head in slight amusement.

Sebastian was very kind that evening, sitting by your side for hours, occasionally chatting up about your life, background, your favorite things, and even your hobbies. You got to know each other better, and at the end of your shift, the man thanked you for the delicious alcohol with an extra tip. Then smiled manly at you, turning to face you.

“Will you be there tomorrow too?”

“Yes. I have night shifts until the end of the week.”

“See you tomorrow then, my dear.” He kissed the outside of your hand and then walked towards his temporary apartment.

For the first time that evening your cheeks turned pink.

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