#owlverse x reader

[blackmoonowl]

𝕱𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝕭𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘

ꨄ Pairing: Clemens Averink x reader

ꨄ Summary: Spending quality time with your boyfriend, plotless fluff mostly. Had very little time so E.

ꨄ Word Count: 639 words

"Sit still, you're distracting me."

You were sitting in one of the bedrooms chairs, with a book in hand as Clemens played a chess match with himself. While everyone had gotten into a semi festive mood, Clemens only seemed to have gotten more irritated with everything. He placed another pawn forward as he glared at the door. With a sigh, you closed your book.

"You've been pissy all day, something wrong?" You finally pushed, leaning back and crossing your legs. "This is unlike you."

"I simply have no interest in celebration. Nothing but a foolish attempt to raise spirits," Clemens replied as he stopped his solo game to look at you. "It may be of use to them, as for me... I find it a waste of time."

"Because playing chess with yourself is a better use of your time," you sarcastically pointed out, huffing at the cold warden. Clemens glared at you, pulling away from his game of chess.

"I beg your pardon? Most would not dare to speak to me in such a manner," he spoke in a low tone, his brows furrowed.

"Yeah, but I'm not most people, am I?" You smiled, blowing him a kiss. Clemens pinched the bridge of his nose, but didn't argue any further. He knew damn well he put himself in this situation.

"Do not play coy with me," he hummed as he lifted an old mug to his lips, taking a sip of coffee. "As my romantic partner you still have no reason to mock me."

"I'm not mocking you," you mumbled as you leaned your forearms onto your knees. "I just don't understand why you want to spend all day inside. I get it, you're not exactly social... and you don't like most people here. But this is kind of unhealthy, don't you think?"

"I have persisted for centuries now. I prefer my peace of mind much more than those celebrations," he replied, going back to place another piece forward. "You are here with me, that is what I treasure most. The others can try to keep some decorum with these celebrations, yet I see their spirits dampened every year they are imprisoned here."

"And you?' You asked. "Do you feel trapped here. I certainly felt that way when I first came here."

"No," he simply responded. "This is preferably to life out there, at least it was for me."

"Yeah, I can imagine," you mumbled. "You old people sure had rough lives back then."

Getting to your feet, you put your hands on your hips. "Can we at least do something together? I'm going insane sitting around here."

"If you so desire," Clemens mumbled, standing up and locking arms with you. "However, if they cause a fuss I am returning immediately."

"Yeah yeah," you mumbled, kissing his cheek. "We get it, let's go." Clemens let out a sigh as you guided him out to the gardens. Clemens blinked as he gazed upon the snow falling from the sky. His lips pursed as he briefly imagined the snow red. You tore away from him to start messing around in the snow as the cold warden stared ahead with that same stern expression, yet he held much affection in his heart as you messed around.

"You behave as a child would," he mumbled in mild disapproval as you began rolling balls of snow around, your hands changing colour slightly in the cold.

"Yeah, so?" You replied as Clemens took off his cape, placing it around your shoulders and pulling you closer, his arm around you.

"Let us move, otherwise Matthew will have our heads for messing with the gardens," he warned as he pulled you to his side, your head against his shoulder. As he looked at the setting sun another thought crossed his mind

Maybe this wasn't so bad.

[lazybirdproductions]

*crashes through window*

May I have Koko x (Y/N) beach date headcanons plz? Thank you :)

(ofc it's you LMAO)

Kokos beach date scenarios.

This guy lives in a resort by the beach, so you'll have these types of dates quite often.

Kokos LOVES to go surfboarding. And will most likely ask you to join him.

It's okay if you struggle, he will gladly teach you to stand on the board properly.

I hope you don't mind getting your hair wet, because he will try to engage in a water fight.

"Y/n look here! Ha, got you!"

Prepare to be picked up bridal style, he finds it incredibly romantic somehow.

A lot of fun little games, he has energy for days.. take that one as you will, really.

Will put sunscreen on you <3

[renji-rue]

Owlverse incorrect quotes

I maaay or may not have had too much fun with the gen but god it was so worth it ^^

All characters belong to @blackmoonowl

Cameron: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity? Collin: *turning to Claude* How tall are you?

Maurits: So what’s for dinner? Richard, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

Cameron: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? Collin: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- Claude: Smad.

Maurits: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent? Richard: Go the fuck to sleep Maurits: What gif I don't want to? Richard: Fuck You

Bernard: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside William: William: Bernard, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn... Bernard: *Sips coffee from bowl*

Richard: I made tea. Maurits: I don’t want tea. Richard: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea. Maurits: Then why are you telling me? Richard: It is a conversation starter. Maurits: That’s a lousy conversation starter. Richard: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

Cameron: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Collin? Collin: … No. Claude: I do! Cameron: I know, Claude. Claude: I’m sad! Cameron: I know, Claude.

Max: If I accidentally sat on a voodoo doll of myself, would I be trapped forever in that position, doomed to starve to death? Hector: How am I supposed to know? Percy: You say, as if we don’t use you as a source of knowledge of the occult. Hector: *sighs* Hector: You wouldn't be trapped.

Bernard: How many kids do you have? William: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?

Max: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why. Hector: Only if you also don't ask why Hector: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick. Max: Hector: Max: This one is fine

Maurits: I actually have a black belt. Richard: In what, karate? Maurits: No, from Gucci.

Max, trying to cheer the group up: Things could be worse, you know! Hector: How? Max: How what? Hector: How could they be worse? Max: They couldn’t, I lied. Hector:

[sirenat-t]

Christmas Lights - William Corbyn x Reader

@blackmoonowl

THIS IS FOR YOU OWL, YOU SIMP!!!

A short little Owlverse fic for the holiday season (Sorry for the late Christmas post)

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You are stretching as high as possible to reach the candle on the shelf, your arm extending as far as it will go.

"What are you doing, dear?"

You hear a low tired voice call to you as the door to the Silverspine's quarters creaked open. You turn around to face your partner, William Corbyn.

"Oh! William, you weren't supposed to see yet!”

You scramble to get off his king-sized bed, but you end up getting your foot stuck in the covers and just tumbling over onto the soft mattress, garnering a low, warm chuckle from the tall man. That laugh never fails to make you swoon.

"My my, quite clumsy today..."

William teases you as he walks into his room, but it is a little different from how it looked this morning. Now there are candles lit all around as small colored glass casings surround each wax and flame. The room is lit up with soft red, green, and gold candlelight thanks to the stained glass. You manage to tug your ankle from the covers and face him, watching as his face goes from playfully teasing to happy yet puzzled.

"I wanted to surprise you. Christmas is happening soon, but things are so different here compared to my home. I wanted to share my traditions with you" You explain. He listens intently, humming with contemplation.

"How is Christmas celebrated in your time?" He asks, heading over to the bed to sit down next to your figure stationed on his blankets.

"There are so many lights...houses lined up with lights of every color each December, and there are small lights that adorn the Christmas trees that make the ornaments shine even brighter! I wanted to show you the closest thing to those Christmas lights. "

Your happy reminiscing is cut short by the realization that you might never be able to see those types of lights again, not when you're stuck here.

"These lights aren't the same, but I wanted to show you the closest thing I could get. Henry helped me weld all these candle cases, and he tinted the glass too."

The room looks so much livelier with seasonal colors dousing each surface. William's quarters are usually grey and dull, reflecting his habits of sleeping. But, with the lights, it looks like a little Christmas party! William's smile grows more as he takes in his surroundings, understanding your care and commitment to making his life happier. You changed his life in the best conceivable way. Once, his life was dull and monotonous - weighed down by his past and the cumbersome exhaustion he carries - but by a miracle, you arrived. Suddenly each flower you pointed out in the garden was like a new discovery, each cloud in the sky was a fresh idea or entertaining character, and each little light was a sea of stars or bright ray of sunshine. Although he will never be rid of his physical exhaustion, his mentality has been energized to make everything just a bit more bearable.

"You wanted me to see the lights of your Christmas..?" He mumbled it more to himself than to you, heartfelt awe evident in his tone.

"Yeah, I know it's not the exact same thing, and it is much dimmer than my normal Christmas lights, but I hope that you still like it even if it's a bit--oh!"

He cuts off your rambling by picking you up off the bed and placing you in his lap. The sudden position makes you blush, a reaction that he relishes. The colors that surround you both make you look even more radiant in his eyes.

"I love it," He says with a small happy sigh as if letting the tension of the day slide off his shoulders to fall through the floor.

Before a word could leave your lips, they are met with William's kiss, gentle yet firm in its delivery. You close your eyes, letting your hand slide up to his shoulder and his larger hands encircle your waist, pulling you closer to him. This type of behavior is not unheard of for William, however, it is still surprising considering how tired he is every day. He usually only has enough energy to muster up a kiss on the cheek before he's sound asleep. A full kiss like this makes your whole body jolt. William can feel your muscles tense with surprise at his bold action, and he breaks the kiss with a sleepy smile. You simply sit on his lap, absolutely flabbergasted.

"You...really like it, huh?" You say with a dumbfounded smile.

His kisses are nothing short of heavenly. His hand followed up to hold your cheek, grasping your attention in his soft embrace.

"It is this type of love and care that made me fall in love with you..." William says softly, looking into your eyes that shine with the colorful candlelight. "...so radiant and filled with cheer"

His words make you lean into his touch more and more, closing your eyes and resting your head on his gentle touch. He likes the sight of you cuddled up to him in such a way. His thumb caresses your cheek causing you to voice a small hum of contentment. Absentmindedly, your lips greet his palm with a kiss of your own. By the sound of his low hum, you can tell he is pleased by the attention. You softly look up at your boyfriend and whisper…

"Merry Christmas, William"

"Merry Christmas, my darling"

[lazybirdproductions]

*slides in* I have come for Jackie x reader headcanons but where they would go for a date

Glad you asked(ref at bottom)

Jackie Lac x reader date hcs!

Jackie loves tropical places. I mean come on, she is Jackfruit milk, and works as a life guard no less.

So i assume the two of you stay at the Lac resort, as she spends 99% of her time there.

She would want more privacy, away from Kokos' typical older brother teasing.

Totally loves summer dates by the beach.

You would probably spend the day swimming, eating popsicles and fruit.

"Y/n check out this Jackfruit popsicle! It's good i promise."

At the end of the date you could gave a nice barbecue. Though given she has a lot of similarities to a cow, you won't see her eating a lot of meat. She understands if you do, though.

She would love to sleep on your chest whilst laying in a hammock, but she's not that vocal about it.

If it's more cold, you're gonna have to drag her out of the house, honestly.

She hates cold weather, so much, seasonal depression is a jerk.

I hope you have enough energy to keep up!

She also has a tendency to smack you with her tail.

(ik the tail isn't there, i didn't make the refs lmao.)

[blackmoonowl]

Important

Question about my writing style. I usually write my x reader fics in the perspective of the love interest. I do this because I don't want to give the reader character a set personality, in case it doesn't match you guys' personality and causes frustration. But I understand that might break immersion. So..

[lazybirdproductions]

Hello, I’m back with another request!

Cocoa x caring bf reader, gotta give the oldest child some love

Cocoa x caring boyfriend reader!

You are, her life line.

She would go completely insane because of her siblings without you.

She usually has to sneak out to see you.

Preferably she didn't want her siblings to know she was sneaking a guy into her house.

You get called, like a lot.

"You're not gonna believe this! They didn't even shut the door!"

She has the pants on in the relationship, no questions asked.

Definition of a feisty woman.

"Ya won't believe it!" Cocoa complained as you climbed through the window, into her room. "Shad caused another scene today. Swore he could functionally play the guitar at a social gathering." You couldn't help but snicker at that. "S'not funny!" She whined as she pulled at your arm.

[lazybirdproductions]

𝓒𝓪𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓸𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮:

Characters:

Frappe

Mocha

Bicerin

𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮:

Macchiato

Cortado

Affogato

Latte

[blackmoonowl]

Jacques and 11

"Were you really spying on me?"

𓅓 Jacques Fournier x reader [oc]

𓅓 Summary: A familiar plague doctor is creeping up on you, luckily you knew the demon lurking.

𓅓 500 words

The streets of the old French town were empty and quiet, aside from the crows.

And the tapping of shoes against the pavement. You had heard it many times before and you no longer feared the dark figure outside. A crow landed by your window, glowing yellow eyes lighting up the darkness.

You sat up in your bed, looking back at it. The creature didn't blink or move, fixated completely upon you. A sweet smell wafted through the air into your room, slipping through the cracks of your window frame. Thick smoke gathered around as your heart instinctively started beating faster.

Finally getting to your feet, you felt the cold floor contrasting with your warm skin as you reached for the window. Outside stood the dark figure, fully dressed in old plague doctors garb. The light mask contrasted with his clothing.

His head raised, as did the crows. The bird flew back down past the figure as he observed you. The thick smoke poured from the gaps in his mask near his face, almost entrancing you. Both of you waited for the others first move until you finally went to open up your window.

You could feel the tension diminishing, oddly enough. Turning around you went to grab your glass of water. You didn't react to noises coming closer, nor the shadow cast over you, blocking out the moonlight. Soft breathing sounded as the figure crawled through your window. Taking a sip of your water, you looked over your shoulder at the man.

"Quite a shame, you looked lovely whilst sleeping," the muffled voice of the plague doctor sounded as you scoffed playfully.

"Were you really spying on me?"

Jacques chuckled to himself, his tall figure looming close to yours. "How can i resist?" He mumbled, reaching back to pull down his hat and hood, unclasping the beaked mask. You turned to meet his pale face and usually neat brown hair that was slightly messy now. Reaching into his pockets, he grabbed a pair of glasses before placing them on his face.

"You were so inviting, after all," he replied as he sat into your desk chair, crossing his legs. "I didn't even do anything, i just made small talk." You huffed, sitting down on your bed, looking back at him. The man just smirked, staring right through your soul it seemed.

"Jacques, seriously." When you called out his name he shifted slightly, leaning back to lean his elbow on your desk. "You can't follow me around everywhere," you continued, causing him to roll his eyes slightly. "I have respected your boundaries.. besides, you let me in." You saw the yellow gleam in his eyes. The cold of the window crept in, though it barely seemed to phase him.

Adjusting his black gloves, he rose to his feet, towering over you once more. his face was completely obscured by darkness aside from his soft yellow eyes who were still bright, making him look even more ominous.

"You desired to, no?"