#teag reader

[hungry-hungry-reader]

Idk if this is too suggestive or not buuut how about a scenario where nulla gets smothered in kisses? Lips, face, neck.... He deserves to be pampered a bit 🥹

Eheheheheehhe. This is SO CUTE. 

And no, this isn’t too suggestive! Romance and kisses are a-okay. “Suggestive” would be something risqué, exploring sexual themes.

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“Nulla?” 

You woke up all alone within his domain, but the sudden lack of a very handsome gentleman in your presence after you went to bed with him watching over you was almost startling. Of course, Nulla had his duties, and as he said, the time moves a lot slower for him than it does for you. That didn’t, however, remedy the fact that you missed seeing the owner of the void, dammit! How could you not miss him, let’s be honest here. 

What surprised you even more is that he didn’t come when you called out for him. That was odd. Sure, Nulla was his own person with his own responsibilities, but he usually arrived as soon as you called out to him. He couldn’t resist being away from you! And when you wanted him to be near, how could he say no? But it was okay for him not to come at your first whims. But you did have some time to kill now, so you went ahead and climbed out of the bed, heading straight for the table within your shared room with piles of documents, IDs, written notes, diary entries. Nulla didn’t hide from you the fact that he had lived many lives. Why would he? He wished you were in all of those lives, of course, but he was content with having you in this one. There was no need to hide what was if that ‘was’ was empty, lacking your presence. 

You couldn’t read everything you saw. Some of the papers in languages you didn’t speak, some washed out from the years of being left out, spilled ink and coffee. You perused the pages you could read, getting his history with a good friend of his whose disappearance impacted the trajectory of his life forever; you read some loose pages of his diary detailing his thoughts about the very Creator he oh so loathed for his fate. You noticed a seemingly newer loose page, his neat handwriting wrapping itself around the sheet with same elegance its owner held himself with. He wrote of you, gushing about your presence, your appearance, your voice, your… Your everything! Everything about you that Nulla could put on paper, he had been adoring, lovingly describing every little detail. You felt a blush rising on your face, and the same smile that he professed his undying affection to touch your features. You didn’t know it was mathematically possible for him to be more attractive to you than he already was, but here you were, standing in the middle of your room, ready to start gushing about him yourself, wanting nothing more than to kiss him. You NEEDED to kiss him, to smother them with kisses. You needed to show him how much you appreciated and loved him, just as much as he loved you.

“My apologies, mi vida, I got caught up with—” he broke the silence of the room with his presence.

 Usually, you were the one startled by his sudden appearance, but as soon as he arrived late to your call, you damn near took him off his feet! You cupped his face, placing one kiss, another, third, fourth… You lost count as you relentlessly peppered his face and neck with kisses, feeling him smile widely embracing you within his arms. He laughed giddily, happy to accept your unadulterated love and adoration. He couldn’t be happier. 

As you leaned away for just a moment to get a breath of air after forgetting how to breathe – you were that happy to pepper him with kisses – Nulla took this chance to, in turn, cup your face and place a deep, meaningful kiss on your lips. 

As you two parted after moments that felt entirely too short-lived, he smiled cheekily at your blushing self:

“I missed you too, cariño.”

[5eptem]

New Septem date idea pick! Fancy wine and steak dinners or just wine tastings 😌

I mean from how much wine he kept sipping while talking to the viewer that’s probably his pick for a date. Just a simple dinner at a 5 star restaurant.

What do you think?

I LOVE THIS! ❤️🍷

First, we would have to pick out some normie clothes for him, which would be a lot of fun. 🤭 If it's a steakhouse, it probably would be fancy, so he would have to be dressed as such (us, too!)

I'm imagining a cream-colored suit with a white button up beneath, unbuttoned at the top with the collar popped to expose just a peek of his collarbones and chest. He would look so cool walking into that place like he owned it, even if he was clueless akdjfkdksndkd

I think he'd enjoy ordering on your behalf. You aren't allowed to speak even a peep to the waiter! Or choose what you eat or drink, Septem knows best for you. You keep your head bowed when the waiter comes around and make sure not to make eye contact.

Septem doesn't like PDA, and yet your circumstances with him will be made quite clear to the waiter and other patrons with how submissive you are to him...

...the wine loosens him up, just a little bit. Maybe you try to play footsie with him beneath the table! It's testing your luck, but in that moment, it pleases him that you found a way to subtlely and silently pay even more attention to him than you already were. He likes it.

But if you get too cheeky about it, he'll stomp on your foot too hard.

Don't make a scene...don't make a scene...even as sudden pain jolts up your leg and makes you want to scream...

...

...ohhh, does your foot hurt now? Hmm...well, maybe he can make an exception this one time, as you leave the restaurant. He'll just have to carry you around everywhere, it seems. And then there will be no doubt to everyone just how helpless you are to him.

What a nice date!

[idkifimawake]

Septem x reader hc +oneshot

Warnings : mentions of blood and maybe mild self harm near the angsty part?

Reader isn't like a symbol but just an angel(no specific gender), To eat a god is a visual novel.Could be ooc , pls don't come after me.

Would probably be cold towards you around other people , they wouldnt even notice you guys were in love and when you're alone with him he would be more softer but still cold nevertheless

If you're smaller than him he would love to nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck

Would feed you if you refused to eat in his domain or if he's in a bad mood he would let you starve

If you're more quiet I feel like he'd like this more since you wouldn't necessarily fight back but if you did he would find it amusing and like pat your head or smthing(idk)

If you're more talkative I feel like he'd love seeing you constantly fight back and know you have like no power against him but he still finds it very amusing.

The more longer you would stay with him the calmer he would be in your presence, I feel like he would start leaving gifts and letting you chose what to eat rather than him force feeding you whatever was healthy

As long as you respected him he would love you back

Quiet reader:

It was another bland day in Septem's domain , another quiet day. Which was nice but not normally what you got from the time you spent in Unum's domain. You had your long luscious wings out , to make yourself calmer. You had to pluck some fresh because they had gone all wierd. A knock was heard at your door , it could only be Septem.

"Come in" you said quietly, putting your wings away. Septem walked in with a plate of food.

"Keep your wings out." His voice was stern and soft. "I will pluck them for you." He would? That was odd , he'd normally leave you to do these things. He put the tray of food next to the bed and sat behind you , touching your wings with his pristine fingers , soothing your soul.

"You know I love you." He said , his voice resonating in your body.

"And I love you back." You said quietly, almost a whisper , you weren't sure if he heard you but it didn't matter at all

Talkative Reader:

It was another boring ass day in Septem's domain. There was no colour. No anything. How you wished to go back into Unum's domain , it was tropical and nice , it reminded you of the time you went to earth and met some humans.

You were lying down on the bed , playing with your feathers. Septem was doing who knows what and you felt like you were going to die of Boredom. It was so tiring and you couldn't leave to Nulla's domain until a bit later.

"Stupid fucking bitch." You said to yourself , sighing and covering your eyes.

"Language." Septems voice rang through your ears , he was right beside you. He just got here.

" 'm sorry." You said with a grin on your face , it was your favourite time of the day , to bother Septem. "Did I break one of the rules again?"

"I have told you multiple times and you seem to already forget , is your soul worse than your body?" He said strictly, standing up to his full height.

"Why don't you go through the rules for me again , m'kay , I'll listen you to real good." You said grinning , staring up at him. Septem thought about and sat down on the bed , you put your head on his lap as he started going through the rules again.

Angsty stuff(inspired by the Nevemore Webtoon):

It was all so bland , all white , you thought you were going insane. No colour no nothing. It was like it was a limbo , you were in a bridge between life and death. You began clawing at the walls , destroying simple things to table and pillows to the bed itself. He hadn't let you out because of your atrocious behaviour but his ideals didn't help , your feathers had been whizzing around his house , grabbing food that he had purposely let out for you to take.

You were currently lying down on the bed , staring at the ceiling , what should you do to get more colour? Unum's domain was bright and vibrant but he refused to let you out , you couldn't even call for Nulla since he would be powerless in this situation.

After a few days you stopped letting feathers take food into your room. He found this unusual and he started knocking on your door , you didn't reply.

"(Y/n)?" He asked politely, knowing the door , you didn't reply but he did hear laughing , he forcefully opened the door and there he saw you, there was red all over the walls which he presumed to be blood.

"Look, my love, I found colour , there will be a change!" You had gone completely insane and he hadn't planned for this. You kept laughing and laughing like a demon, your feathers had been ripped but were only slightly bloody.

"(Y/n) I-." He stood next to you, seeing all the blood. "I- I'm sorry." He said , sitting next to you, he held his hand up to the wall , turning it back to the original state.

You sighed , putting your hands on your head. The colour was the only type of hope you had. The only hope of life!

"Why , why did you do that , Rafael?" You said , staring into his eyes. He fell to the floor , shocked and confused

"H-how do you know?" He looked in pain, maybe there would he more colour?

My requests are open for to eat a god x reader things

[kerrslvr]

mile high club / teagan micah

in which, you and teagan join the mile high club.

warnings; fingering (r receiving), nipple stimulation, dom!teagan, sub!reader, dirty talk, strap-ons (fucking and sucking), breeding kink, praise kink, voyuerism?? i guess??

a short little smut completely inspired by teagan's insta story of her on the flight back to aus which i posted here. i have also clearly never been in a first class airplane pod, so forgive me for giving it too much space x

**** "babe. are you asleep?"

your eyes peeled open to teagan's fingers prodding at your bicep, and you shifted from a position that made your neck stiff and your legs cramp.

"i was," you grumbled, squinting your eyes closed to adjust to the light within the plane, "what's up?"

teagan's fingers danced across your arm, and even though you were wearing one of her thick, fleeced hoodies, you could feel the electricity bouncing from her fingertips.

"hm, nothing," she hummed, "just a bit bored to be honest."

"we've been on this plane two hours, teags," you shifted so that your legs were draped over hers and immediately her hand gripped your thigh. you pulled her hood down and played with the strands of her hair that fell loosely behind her ears, "why don't you try and sleep? or maybe we could watch a movie...? i bought my headphone splitter so we can watch notting hill in peace."

"i don't wanna watch notting hill, babe."

her hand moved up your leg an inch or so, and you sensed you knew what she was getting at but you were in a first class pod on a busy airplane with alanna and mary in the pods surrounding you. there was no way in hell she wanted to do that, was there?

"oh, uh, o-okay," you shifted and reached for your ipad on the table across from you both, "i have, uh, we could watch jumanji, or, uh, i downloaded the new-"

teagan's hand rose higher on your thigh until it was sitting in the crease and you lost your train of thought when her thumb brushed against your clothed clit.

"teagan."

"y.n," she taunted back, "just for five minutes."

"no, teagan, it's too risky."

"because you're going to be too loud? i have ways to shut you up, y'know."

you rolled your eyes and leaned into teagan's touch. it would be nice to just have ten minutes to yourselves, you'd both been so busy with work you were exhausted, and hadn't had sex for a reasonable amount of time.

your lips found hers and her touch was soft, even when her fingers slid under the band of your leggings and her finger pressed against your clit. you pulled the cap from her head and it fell to the floor between her legs, and you pulled her closer as you simultaneously scooched your body closer to hers so it was easier for the both of you.

she pulled your lip between her teeth and now you'd given her the green light there really wasn't much time to waste. you both expected they'd be coming round with refreshments, or possibly even breakfast soon.

"gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me, darling?"

you nodded against her lips, and when her fingers circled your hole and curled inside you as her thumb circled your clit. your hand stayed wrapped around her neck throughout the entirety of the exchange, lips brushing against hers every so often.

"o...oh, my... t-teagan," you breathed, trying desperately not to make a sound.

"sssh, babe, i know," she kissed your jaw, "feels good, doesn't it? you're so wet and warm."

a moan escaped your lips at teagan's comment, and quickly her free hand moved to your mouth, where she stuck two fingers inside and immediately you let your tongue swirl around her fingertips.

the angle was awkward, yet somehow she managed to hit every spot. your pussy was soaked, and she could already feel your wetness dripping down her knuckles and onto her wrist. she added a third finger and your eyes locked as she telepathically swore you to silence.

she loved the look in your eyes, both of partial fear and desperation. how you looked like a deer in the headlights but still craved her enough to continue.

you shifted in your seat so you were closer to being laid down than you were sat up, and allowed your hands to push up her hoodie just enough. she removed her hand from your mouth and helped, so it was now sitting across her shoulders, where you were greeted by her sports bra.

"no," she whispered sternly, "y/n, don't you dare. you know that makes me - oh."

one of your lips attached around one of her nipples and you suckled on it slowly, and immediately she became like putty in your hands. her fingers worked faster, desperately wishing she could bring you to the edge faster so you wouldn't be sucking on her nipples. it's not that she didn't like it - if anything, she loved it - but it drove her crazy and she sometimes found herself getting out of control at the feeling of your lips all over her chest.

your breathing sped up and your legs spread wider, back arching delicately as you chased your orgasm as quietly as you could. teagan's fingers continued to curl inside of you, her thumb pressing down harder as she circled your clit to amount more pressure, and it quickly got to the point where the pressure got too heavy.

your head spun and your limbs shook as your orgasm washed over you, unable to control the feeling amounting inside of your body. your teeth dug into teagan's nipple and she had to bite down on her bottom lip so she didn't elicit any form of unwanted attention from passengers or staff.

once your orgasm subsided and your head felt floaty, she pushed your head away from her chest and looked at you with an unimpressed look on her face.

"that wasn't very smart, was it, babe, hm?" she pulled her fingers from your lap and you admired your own liquid trickling down her wrist, "because i was just going to finger you every so often during the flight until we got to sydney, but now? i don't know if i can do that," her tongue darted out to lick at the juice now rolling down her forearm, "because you decided to be a whore and take it to the next step by sucking my tits, didn't you? and you know how that makes me feel, darling."

"i-i'm sorry, teagan," you whispered, but she was already pulling the hoodie from your body and pushing down your leggings, "i just thought it would keep me quiet."

she tugged at the front of your bralette and watched as your boobs spilled out. without hesitation, the fingers that were inside of you a mere two minutes prior were now stuffed into your mouth, her lips wrapped around your nipples and her free hand began to rub harsh circles around your clit.

"n-no, t-teagan, you know what happens when you-"

"-not my problem."

she suckled on your nipples as if she were tasting them for the first time, licking her lips and allowing herself to get messy. you choked on her fingers as she pushed them further down your throat, not allowing you the space to breathe, and her fingers continued to rub harshly on your clit.

again, you knew you wouldn't be able to hold off your orgasm, and if teagan was good at one thing, it was bringing on an orgasm quickly. her tongue circled between each nipple and it sent your mind reeling, although you both knew you wanted her to eat you out, but it wasn't happening.

you clenched your eyes shut, once again gagging on her fingers as you thought back on memories of the feeling of her tongue on your clit, and soon you found yourself on the brink of an orgasm. you grabbed at the wrist that was resting on your chin, wanting to let her know your orgasm was approaching, but she knew your body too well. your legs began to shake and your stomach muscles started to tense, and she admired you as your entire body was rocked by your second orgasm in under five minutes.

your juices trickled around her wrist again and she took her sweet time this time around licking her hand clean while you tried to catch your breath with desperation.

"don't tell me you're tired," she hummed, "you haven't even repaid me with a thank you yet."

you whimpered, but moved your body as exhausted as it was, pushing your hoodie back down your body to cover your modesty just in case anybody were to walk past. as you came to, teagan had undone the drawstring of her bottoms and pushed them down her legs, and your eyes widened at the sight before you.

"well...?" she gestured, "are you just going to sit there? or do i have to force a thank you out of you as well?"

"n-no," you croaked, shifting your position. teagan reached past your body and locked the entrance to your pod, although it was probably clear as a bell to the staff and fellow passengers what was going on by now, not to mention that if anybody walked past in a certain lighting, they would undoubtedly see the outline of your backside sticking out in their direction as you sucked her off.

she bunched up your hair as you slid your mouth down her cock, and she shivered at the feeling. your throat had already been coaxed open by her fingers, and so, much to teagan's satisfaction, you had no trouble in accommodating the size of her strap.

you looked over at her, and she was sitting there with her hands on her nipples looking down at you through hooded eyes, and you craved her now more than ever. you would much rather have been eating her out in that moment, however the flight still had twenty hours of airtime, and you knew you'd get your chance later.

one of your hands moved to rest on her knee and one of your hands found her nipple, where you took over touching it, conveniently freeing up a hand of hers.

"fu-uck, baby, that's it. right fuckin' there," she bucked her hips up and you coughed and spluttered around her dick, "throat is almost as good as your pussy."

she reached across your body and circled your hole with her fingers, and when you flinched she smirked. "you want me to fuck you, don't you babe, hm?"

you nodded, still with her dick in your mouth.

"wanna know a secret?"

again, you nodded.

"i'm only gonna let you cum again if you get on top," she pushed the hair from your face, "you think you can do that for me, hm?"

you nodded one final time and she stroked your hair, tapping your cheek and telling you to remove your mouth from her cock. you did as she instructed, and soon enough you were straddling her cock ready to be filled.

she flung your hoodie off of your body and it landed in your seat, your leggings pushed around your ankles. the cabin must've stunk of sex by now, but surely you weren't the only animals on the plane. it must've been a regular occurrence.

as you hovered over her cock, you faced each other and she brought your lips to hers as you slowly sunk down. your moans were muffled by the feeling of her lips on yours and thankfully nobody could hear.

you rocked your hips back and forth in an attempt to adjust to her size but she kissed along your jawline. "we haven't got a lot of time, baby, they'll be bringing out some food soon."

you nodded, and carefully raised and lowered your hips in a slow but stable rhythm. you knew, realistically that this wasn't going to make you cum, and teagan knew that too, but you loved to have at least a little bit of fun, even if you were pressed for time.

"want you to fuck me, teagan."

"like this? baby, you know that's not possible," she pressed a searing hot bite to the side of your boob, "unless, of course, you want everyone on this cabin knowing exactly how much of a slut you are for my dick. it's your choice, really."

you pouted when she swatted your hand away from your clit, realistically leaving you only one option.

"yes, teagan, like this," you nuzzled into her neck and she groaned when you bit down into it, sucking at the skin, "i want you to make me cum again."

she smirked, having you exactly where she wanted you. her hands hooked under your bum and she slowly started to raise her hips to meet your bounce, which made you gasp.

"don't tell me you've lost your manners."

"please, teagan."

"please, what?"

you rolled your eyes and she pinched your bum. "you know what."

she smirked again, sucking a nipple into her mouth and you fought off an annoyed huff. "i'm not going to do it until you tell me what you want me to do, darling."

"i want you to fuck me, teagan, right here, right now," your voice was low, but loud enough for everyone to hear all at the same time, "i want you to make me cum again. please."

with that, she was satisfied, and took no time doing exactly that. your arms braced around her head and your fingers interlocked at the back of her head, meaning your chest was pressed right up against her face which made you both even more desperate than before.

"o-oh... oh fu-uck, t-teagan," you tried to be quiet, but it was defenseless, your voice continuously breaking and desperately needing some form of relief, "your dick is so... oh, fuck."

she smirked against your skin and her teeth sunk into the inside of your boob as you fought off a continuous string of moans. your skin was slapping together and it was undoubtedly all anybody throughout the entire plane could hear, but you'd cross that bridge when you came to it.

your pussy clenched around her dick and she knew you wouldn't last much longer. "can't believe you want me to fill you up in public," she teased, knowing it would get you there quicker, "on a plane full of people, including my friends, you want me to fill you up with my cum, don't you?"

"y-yes," you whimpered, "t-teagan, please i'm desperate."

one of her hands sunk down between you and she circled your clit, and immediately you began to clench uncontrollably.

"i know you do, darling, you're such a good little girl, aren't you? c'mon, baby, cum for me and i'll fill you up."

your eyes clenched shut and you focused on the feeling of being full and having teagan's fingers on your clit, and within a matter of minutes you were falling apart on top of her. teagan's hand came over your mouth to cover the unholy moan that left it, and she kept her promise and filled you up almost straight away, milking her dick of every last drop as she groaned.

your body fell limp on top of her, and you dreaded the walk of shame to the bathroom in order to clean yourself up, and you toyed with the idea of just throwing a blanket over you and laying there until you fell asleep, but you didn't want to give the flight attendant a heart attack.

"do we have to go and do the walk of shame through the cabin?" you questioned softly after a few minutes, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"you're the one full of cum, darling. not me."

"i know, but you have to come with me, by default," you kissed her lips softly, "i'll make sure it's worth your while."

she smirked and raised an eyebrow, which made you smile immediately. "i'll come with you to the bathroom, and then once we've eaten and had an hours sleep, you can eat me out all you want, darling. that's a promise."

"excellent," you hummed, "then the rest of the cabin'll really hate us."

[jflemings]

— she looks so perfect

pairing: ucla!jessie fleming x ucla!reader / self titled series

synopsis: jessie’s moving to london and she has every intention of taking you with her

warnings: mentions of a rocky familial relationship

a/n: 5sos was the first fandom i was ever in and their self titled album will forever hold a very special place in my heart, so here’s this fic in honour of it being almost 11 years since i first saw the band live :’)

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Let's get out, let's get out / 'Cause this deadbeat town's only here just to keep us down / While I was out / I found myself alone, just thinkin' / If I showed up with a plane ticket / And a shiny diamond ring with your name on it / Would you wanna run away too? / 'Cause all I really want is you

jessie’s so stupidly in love with you that it’s ridiculous.

it’s a wonder she’s even gotten as far as she has in her career, because all she thinks of all day, every day is you you you.

she knew from the moment teagan introduced the two of you that she’d be at your mercy for the rest of her life. she knew that it didn’t matter if she never made a move, you would follow her and plague her brain until the end of time.

it was the unwavering, immovable feelings that drove her to the door of your dorm room at two in the morning during freshman year finals week. she had been cramming and completely overloading her brain with so much information that she snapped. in her unrested and borderline delirious mind, the best time to confess her feelings to you was during one of the most stressful weeks of the year.

she had banged her knee against her desk when she stood after having the genius revelation, waking teagan up from where she was hunched over her psychology textbook. she had merely told her roommate and friend that she ‘had something important to tell you’ before marching her ass straight to you.

her nerve never faulted, even after you opened the door looking both ridiculously sleep deprived and gorgeous as ever. you couldn’t even get a word in before she was spilling her guts.

“i really like you” jessie says with wide eyes “and i’m well aware that this probably isn’t the best time to tell you this, but the lack of sleep is getting to me and, unfortunately, i have found myself here”

you nod along to her word vomit, taking it all in and processing what you can. you cock your head and smile “it’s about time fleming” you say teasingly “i’ve been waiting for you to make a move all year”

jessie gawks at you “excuse me?”

“yeah. i didn’t want to say anything because i figured that you’d come to me when you were ready” you take a long sip of your coffee before continuing “didn’t think it would take you this long though”

“you knew i liked you all along and didn’t say anything? how could you let me embarrass myself like that!” she groans as she wipes a hand down her face “jesus” she mumbles.

you shake your head “it wasn’t embarrassing, jess. i thought it was cute the way you’d tell teags and olivia to shut up everytime they made jokes about it when they thought i wasn’t listening”

“yeah. awesome” she grumbles more to herself then to you.

checking your watch, your eyebrows crease “i’m gonna head to bed but come grab me for coffee tomorrow morning? we can get bagels from that place you like”

jessie’s head shoots up in shock “what? like a date?”

“yes, jess. like a date” you smile crookedly

“okay” she says smiling before beginning to step back “how’s ten sound?”

“ten sounds perfect”

that date eventually led her here, in your shared apartment staring at a ring. she’d put any money she could spare away to get it for you and although it wasn’t anything glamorous with a big rock, it was something that she knew you’d like. the canadian had been waiting for the perfect moment to propose to you, but since signing her first professional contract with chelsea, she’d been running out of time.

she fiddles with the box in her hand as she sits on the end of your bed. her thoughts are so loud that she almost doesn’t hear the front door slam and you curse as you make your way to the bedroom. she scrambles to dive over to her side of the bed, messing up the made sheets, as she hastily puts the box in her bedside table. the drawer slams at the same time you open the door.

jessie turns to face you, a cheesy grin on her face as your sentence dies on your tongue.

you cock your head “what are you doing?”

“nothing!” she says all too quickly as she sits up “what are you doing?”

“figuring out how to tell my mother that she doesn’t run my life” you sniffle and drop your bag.

jessie stands quickly and walks towards you, already grabbing your face and wiping the few stray tears that have fallen. she hadn’t noticed that you were crying when she first saw you, but your red rimmed, slightly puffy eyes, tell her that you started before you even walk through the door.

“what happened?” she asks as she guides you to sit on the bed

“she just—” you groan and furiously wipe at your eyes “she just doesn’t get it! she still treats me like a clueless kid who doesn’t know what they want in life. she says that my degree isn’t gonna get me anywhere and that i should just quit while i’m ahead and get a real job”

jessie frowns and tenderly pulls your hands away from your face so you don’t make your eyes more irritated. she holds your hands delicately in her lap and guides your head to rest on her shoulder. you turn into the crook of her neck and sniffle some more.

“and she thinks that you moving to london is even more of a reason for me to go back home” you mumble against the skin of jessie’s neck “it’s so stupid”

“just come with me” she blurts out.

your head shoots up from the crook of her neck, eyes wide and jaw hung “what?”

jessie gulps “i said just come with me. to london”

“jessie are you crazy?”

“no!” there’s a pause “not really” she mumbles.

“i— are you fucking with me right now?” you ask in complete disbelief.

the topic of jessie’s move had been mostly avoided by the two of you because of the uncertainty surrounding the future of your relationship. you both knew that you wanted to stay together, but long distance was scary, and the both of you were still young.

“no” she answers with a little more confidence “i want you to come to london with me. i want to make a life with you that no one else can interfere in, i want to take the next step in my life with you.”

silence rolls over the two of you and doubt starts settling in jessie’s mind. maybe you weren’t ready for that with her, maybe you didn’t even want to continue being with her, maybe this was a bad time, or too soon, or maybe she’d read it all wrong and you actually were considering going home. maybe—

“okay” you breathe “okay. i’ll come to london”

jessie’s eyes go wide “seriously?”

“seriously” you nod.

she jumps up in front of you like she’s going to run somewhere before she stops. her eyes dart to her bedside table over your shoulder before quickly looking back at you.

you look over your shoulder “what was that”

“what was what” she rushes out, still unmoving.

“that look, what was that look?”

“look? what look? no look”

the two of you stare at eachother for a moment, both not speaking as you try to wordlessly figure out what jessie could be hiding. she’s still standing in a half bent over position with her feet pointing opposite directions like an idiot, and you think she resembles a cornered animal.

your eyes flick to the side of you and you make the split second decision to throw caution to the wind and dive to her bedside table.

“no! wait!” jessie shouts as she dives after you, but she’s too late. by the time she’s looming over you from behind, you’ve already got her bedside drawer open.

you hear her suck in a sharp breath from above you.

slowly, you pull out the black velvet ring box that looks back at you. it’s sitting on top of a half-read book, a stack of post it notes and jessie’s old broken phone charger. it’s a stark contrast to the disorganised mess that is jessie’s bedside table.

you pull it out and pop it open slowly, revealing a simple silver band with a small diamond. you gasp “jessie”

jessie sighs and sits back on her knees, allowing you to sit up with one leg thrown over the edge of the bed.

“it’s not— i wasn’t—” jessie tries to explain, but the words keep dying in her throat. she sighs again “you weren’t meant to see that”

you look up at her “when did you get this?”

“i don’t know, a couple months ago maybe?” she rubs the back of her neck “there’s never been a right time and with me moving, i just didn’t know if that’s what you wanted”

“you thought i wouldn’t want to marry you?” you ask in disbelief, the shock evident on your face.

“there was a point where i thought you wouldn’t wanna be with me period” she huffs out a half assed laugh before her hands settle in her lap.

you shake your head and and push the box into jessie’s hands “are you gonna sit there and look pretty or are you gonna ask me to marry you?” you sass her with a glint in your eye.

jessie’s jaw drops “what? right now? i don’t— i don’t have a speech or anything!”

you wave your hand about “as if i give a fuck about a prepared speech jess. everytime you speak to me it’s like a declaration of love, say whatever comes to mind”

the midfielder scrambles off the bed and onto one knee in front of you, her hands slightly shaky and completely unprepared. she clears her throat “y/n” she starts.

you give her an encouraging nod.

jessie nods along with you “there’s a lot of things in life that i’m proud of, but everytime someone asks me what i’m most proud of my first thought is you. you, who is so selfless and so determined to make a better life from the cards that you were dealt. you, who has chosen everyday to to show kindness to those who may not have been the most kind to you.”

your vision goes cloudy when you see jessie’s tearing up. she wipes her eyes before continuing.

“there’s not a day that goes by that i don’t picture you in my life. every mile stone, every big life moment, you’re right there by my side. i would follow you to the end of the earth and back three times over if you needed me to, and i know you’d do the same for me” she clears her throat again “you’ve made me the best version of myself and there’s no one else i’d rather spend the rest of my life with. so, will you marry me?”

“about time fleming!” you half sob, half laugh as you throw your arms around her neck “oh my god, of course i’ll marry you!”

you pull off her and she shakily puts the ring on your finger. cupping her face, you wipe her tears and tuck some hair behind her ears “i love you” you say as you kiss her hard.

jessie’s arms wrap around your waist and she begins to stand, taking you with her. she walks you back until the back of your knees hit the bed, and you sit down. jessie steps between your legs and breaks the kiss “i believe we have some plane tickets to buy”

you roll your eyes and bunch your fist up in the collar of her shirt “mhm later” you say lowly as you pull her down to your level to kiss her again “gotta show my fiancé how much i adore her”

——

you had booked your tickets that night and almost immediately began thinking of things you were going to be able to sell for some extra cash. now almost two months later, you’d still chosen to not to tell people that you were moving, or that you were engaged, and you’d been dodging your mother’s calls since that last conversation with her.

you knew she wouldn’t agree with you moving or marrying so young, despite how much she claimed she loved jessie, so the two of you thought it would be best to not even let her know until you were in london.

you put the money you got from selling your dresser into an envelope that you needed to take to the bank, and sigh “glad that’s done” you say as jessie walks into the kitchen.

her arm lazily wraps around her waist and she kisses your cheek “at least now we can just live out of boxes” she says as she hooks her chin over your shoulder.

your hand comes up to cup the side of her head “you make it sound ideal”

“well, now we know when we’ve packed too much”

“i’ve already gotten rid of so many of my clothes”

“and you’ve still got so many more” she says cheekily as she unwraps herself from you “don’t worry about it, if you don’t want to get rid of anything else we can ship some stuff up to my parent’s place and they can send it over when we get more settled”

you rub your face“it’s okay, there’s still some things that i’ve been meaning to get rid of. i really don’t want to take all of it”

“we’ve got a month before we leave. that’s enough time to sell whatever you want” she says as she puts her hand over your left “stop stressing. with our combined savings we’re going to be fine for a little while, and you’ve got that job lined up. there’s nothing to worry about”

you nod and turn fully to look at her, cupping her face in your hands “i know”

jessie raises an eyebrow “say it”

“we’re going to be fine” you sigh

jessie smiles as kisses you “yes we are”

[onemoregayapollokid]

Who's The Healer Now?

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Pairing: Will Solace/Nico Di Angelo

Words: 1897

Warnings: Injury, blood, angst, mild language.

Summary: Camp Half Blood's only medic is injured and Nico has to help patch him up. A/N: Huge thank you to my beta reader, @just-some-teag! This would not be finished without your support.

With keen interest, Will watched from his spot beside a target as Harley picked up his bow, eyes on the target some paces away with wide eyes. The son of Hephaestus glanced over his shoulder to where his older brother Leo was leaning casually against an unused target. Will leaned against Nico gently, feeling more than seeing Nico turn his head to bury his nose in Will's blond curls.

" Enjoying yourself?" Will asked gently, eyes still on Harley and eyes on Harley and Leo as the older son of Hephaestus gestured to the target, though his words were lost in the chill wind that swept through the valley. 

“I’m with you; of course, I’m enjoying myself,” Nico responded, nudging his head gently against Will’s.

Down in the arena, Harley was facing the target again, with Leo hovering near his shoulder. The older of the two giving last-minute instructions, Will assumed. Harley took a deep breath, widening his stance as he drew his bow, holding it at a full draw as he lined up his shot.

"He's looking better," Nico noted. Will nodded, watching Harley with an experienced eye.

"He's still shaky and hasn't dropped a shot in a few days. He's really improved from when he started."

"When we thought he'd send everyone near him to the infirmary?" Nico questioned, a small smile on his face. Will nodded, chuckling.

"In his defence, he was a new camper and didn't actually injure anyone." Nico snorted, reaching out and taking Will's hand in his own. Will turned his head to beam at Nico, brushing his lips over the back of Nico's hand before returning his attention to Harley just in time to watch him release his shot. The arrow flew through the air, embedding itself in the target some feet away. Harley spun to look at Leo, a grin threatening to split his face in half. Leo pushed himself off the target, bounding over to his brother, gripping his shoulders as Leo shouted happily at Harley. Leo made his way to the target, gathering the arrow as Harley chattered at him. Nico watched them for a moment before turning to Will. 

“I’m just going to run to my cabin and get a jacket; I won’t be long.” 

“Do you want me to come with you?” Will offered, half rising from his seat. Nico shook his head. 

“No, I’ll be okay. Besides, we should probably have a medic on hand just in case they injure themselves,” Will nodded in response, sinking back into his seat. Nico ruffled his hair lightly, pressing a kiss to the top of Will’s head before making his way across the arena. Leo waved at him, jogging over to speak to him. 

“ Taking off already? Harley’s just warming up!” Leo stated, pride evident in his voice. Nico shook his head. 

“I’m just running to get a jacket- the wind is colder than it looks to those who feel the cold. I’ll be back soon, though, “ Nico assured the son of Hephaestus. Leo grinned, then waved Nico off, heading back to his younger brother as he set himself up for another shot. 

Will leaned back against the hard back of the wooden bleacher. Harley was aiming his shot again, lifting and feeling the wind’s drag and feeling for the right angle. He glanced at Will, who smiled encouragingly and gave him a thumbs up. Harley reached into his quiver, pulling another arrow out and nocking it. He took a deep breath. He drew his arm back, still shaking a bit. 

“You got this!” Leo called behind Harley, grinning at Will over his brother's head. 

“You’re looking good,” Will offered from his seat beside the target. 

“Really?” Harley asked, swinging to look at Will. 

“Hey, Harley- maybe don’t point a drawn bow at our only medic right now, “ Leo scolded gently.

“Yeah, at least wait until Austin or Kayla show up, so if I die, there’s someone to heal all the injuries that come with this camp,” Will added, smiling to take the sting out of his words. 

“No dying on my watch- Nico will murder me,” Leo admonished. Will laughed as Harley turned to face his target again.

Harley lined up his shot, feeling the push and pull of the wind. His brow furrowed as he drew his bow to a full draw. Will leaned his head against the seatback, closing his eyes with a heavy sigh. Will heard the deep thrum of Harley releasing his arrow, a sudden shriek of wind and a panicked shout from Leo. Will’s eyes snapped open at Leo’s shout, and at the same moment, he felt a sharp pain shoot across his thigh. Will let out a ragged gasp, clutching at the top of his thigh where blood had already begun to weep from the wound. Leo appeared beside him, breathing heavily. 

“Harley has gone to get Nico. They’ll be here soon,“ Leo assured Will, kneeling beside him. Will gasped softly, clutching at his leg, blood seeping through his fingers. 

“Will,” Leo’s voice was firm and solemn when it was normally one word away from a laugh. Will tore his eyes from his leg to look at Leo. Will blinked rapidly, vision blurring at the edges. Leo was frowning, eyes focused on the blood seeping through Will’s fingers. 

“I need you to talk to me, tell me what to do. I’m not a medic. I need you to tell me what to do.” 

Will nodded jerkily. Leo helped the other demigod off his seat, laying him on the arena floor. Leo knelt back beside Will. The son of Apollo gritted his teeth, breathing slowly through his nose as waves of pain rolled through his body. 

“Will!” Nico cried, skidding to a halt and dropping to his knees beside Will, reaching out with shaky hands and brushing the hair off Will’s forehead. 

“‘M okay, Neeks,” Will’s voice was low. Nico glanced between Will’s face and the wound still bleeding onto the dirt below Will. 

“You're not fine. You're actively bleeding out,” Nico’s voice was shaking, panic evident in his eyes. Will’s hands, slick with blood, slipped from his leg, thudding mutely onto the dirt below him. Nico pressed his hands onto the wound firmly, staunching the flow of blood. 

“Leo,” Nico snapped over his shoulder, “ Will’s bag is sitting by the arena entrance. Run and grab it; it has the nectar and ambrosia.” Leo was running before Nico finished his sentence. Nico turned his attention back to Will, flinching at the sight of blood- Will’s blood- coating his hands. Nico bit at his lip, glancing from the wound to Will’s face. He frowned at how pale Will was. 

“Hey, it’s alright,” Will tried to soothe Nico, reaching with shaky hands and smoothing a thumb over his cheek, leaving a trail of bloody mud behind. 

“It’s not alright.” Nico’s voice was shaky. “ I don’t have medical training. You are bleeding and dying, and I don’t know how to stop it.” 

“Nico, I have no plans on dying today.” 

“Tell me what to do,” Nico snapped again as Leo ran around the corner with Will’s bag clutched tightly in his hand. Leo dropped to his knees beside Will, rummaging through the bag desperately. He pulled out a semi-squashed bar of ambrosia. Leo broke a small piece off, helping Will sit up slightly. Nico swore as the increased movement caused blood to spurt around his hands. Will ate the ambrosia, leaning slightly against Leo. The effect was immediate. The blood that had gushed out of Will’s leg slowed to a stream, then to a trickle, before finally stopping completely. Nico pulled his hands back, watching as the skin mended itself. Will sat up gingerly. Nico sat beforethe Will, hands still shaking, rechecking the taller boy’s leg. 

“Nico?” Will questioned softly. Nico dragged his eyes away from Will’s leg to look his boyfriend in the face. Will’s blue eyes were clear, colour returning to his face. Nico trembled, a sob catching in his throat,  launching himself at Will who caught him easily. 

“That’s my cue to leave,” Leo announced to no one in particular, standing up and rushing out of the arena. 

“Hey,” Wil’s voice was rough, but stronger than it had been a moment ago. 

“Hey, Nico. I’m alright. It’s okay- it all turned out okay. I’m okay, I promise. I got you,” Will reassured Nico, hand rubbing soothingly up and down the smaller man's spine as Nico shoved his face into the crook of Will’s neck. 

“Sunshine,” Nico’s voice broke, pressing himself even closer to Will. 

“I’m here, Nico. I’m here,” Will assured him, arms tightening around Nico’s waist. He pulled the smaller boy half onto his lap, hand on the back of Nico’s head. Nico sobbed quietly, gasping for breath. 

“Nico, hey Neeks. I’m alright, angel. It’s alright,” Will soothed, voice soft in Nico’s ear. Nico clung to Will’s shirt, probably smearing blood across the fabric but couldn’t find it in him to care.

"Nico," Will murmured, brushing his lips against Nico's hair. Nico took a shuddering breath, lifting his head from Will's shoulder. The son of Hades released Will's shirt, reaching instead to cup his cheeks with his hands.

"I'm sorry," Nico choked out, his thumbs smoothing over Will's cheeks. Will reached out and brushed the tears off his face. Nico took a shuddering breath, struggling desperately to get his breathing back under control.

"It scared the shit out of me- to see you laying there bleeding,” Nico's voice broke and he had to take a moment to compose himself again. Will remained silent, covering Nico's hands with his own, squeezing gently.

"It just scared me" Nico finally whispered, glancing up at Will through his eyelashes. Will nodded, pulling one of Nico's hands off his face. He guided Nico's hand to his chest, pressing it gently to his chest, letting Nico feel Will's heart beating steadily under his palm.

"There's nothing to apologize for," Will whispered, smiling softly at Nico.

Nico sat up, scooting off Will's lap to sit beside him. Will draped an arm around Nico's shoulders, tugging him closer to press a kiss to his hair.

"I know it scared you, and I'm sorry. But I promise I'm okay."

"I'm telling Chiron we need more than just you as medic at one time," Nico muttered. Will grinned at him, reaching out to take his hand. Will squeezed Nico's hand gently, intertwining their fingers.

"Probably isn't a bad idea." Will responded. He stood up, offering a hand to Nico, pulling the smaller man to his feet. Will caught Nico by the waist, pulling him flush against Will's body. Will leaned his forehead against Nico's, breath fanning across the Son of Hades' face. Nico went up on his tiptoes, pressing his lips firmly against Will's. Nico kissed Will like he would never get another chance, pouring every ounce of love for the other boy he had into it. Will kissed back just as desperately, clinging to the smaller boy. Nico pulled back, leaning his head against Will's chest, breathing heavily.

"I love you," Will whispered into his hair.

Nico looked at Will, slipping a hand into his.

"Love you too, sunshine. I am taking you to rest in my cabin, though." Will laughed at that, squeezing Nico’s hand again. 

“ Lead the way.” Was all he said, following Nico easily towards the cabins.

[thereseuwu]

Is there a way to access the teag discord???? I don't find It anywhere 🥹

Hellooooo~!!! I got into the discord link with the comment section from TEAG's itch.io thing....

God, I need to learn terms more— ANYWAYS!! Be sure to chat there, pookie <333 we're all very nice (and totally sane) there.....

You could also check out @hungry-hungry-reader because they too also have the discord fun club's link! AND MY GOD THEY'RE SO FUCKING GOOD AT WRITING.... ( @patokascribbles IS THEIR ART ACCOUNT AND SHE'S GOOD AT ART TOO.... BROSKI HAS TWO SKILLS!!!!)

https://discord.gg/uWGKq2Zh

Here's the link into the fun club! Please do be respectful as the actual creator (our tears on her latina eyes Moai) is on the server!!! BUT FEAR NOT! SHE'S SO NICE AND LIKE.... LITERALLY—

She's just a bit busy and all :3....

See you there, pookie~! U3U

[stuckstucktrolls]

Oz is... so-so with children. But shit is so weird on this planet so they're doing their best. So it's a lot of time spent making sure TinyTeags doesn't easedrop on church business, keeping him fed, providing a lot of books, art supplies, chores to keep active, and a constant escort of either owl or wolf dad when he's busy with church activites.

TinyTeags for his part seems to look up to Oz. He doesn't like most chores but does them to the best of his abilities if it makes Oz happy. He is very happy with anything Oz feeds him and is a voracious reader, as long as it's a fun story or has interesting science facts. He went with Wolf Dad early on to get his old Lusimutation books from storage at his old hive.

Luckily, young trolls seem pretty self-sufficient, and he keeps himself hidden away when there's a lot of adults around, sticking to the parts of the church that are actually the hive. Unluckily, he likes being a little spy and tries to get into things he shouldn't.

Wolf Dad is a bit confused but at least he's been through this before. Owl Dad might have more issues. Also Oz gets to here Teags doing the baby awoos when he's out with Wolf Dad.

[thebandcampdiaries]

Shower Me Blue (Interview)

We had the chance to catch up with Shower Me Blue. Keep reading for a full interview!

Please introduce the members of Shower Me Blue and instruments played.

Introducing… On stage right (your left) - is Gilles (“Jeel”) Palmarini. The twangy thing hanging over his shoulder is a guitar, usually with 6 strings, which he vigorously plays while singing lovely melodies. Some people say… he was born under a no smoking sign, but all we can say is he is our lead guitar player who also sings lead vocals.

Over on the stage left (your right if you’re dancing up at the stage) - is our resident bottom end maestro and general manager of low frequency mayhem - Bill Teags. Some people say… he has an alien mindset, but all we can say is he plays bass with a genuine smirk.

Stuck in the middle, usually up on a level higher than the rest of the crew AND sitting on a throne - is Dingo. Some people say he likes sitting a circle with a bunch of furry creatures, but all we can say is he is the keeper of all things beat-worthy and thumping’ sumpin’ awesome - our drummer!.

What drew you into the music industry?

We told our parents it was to learn more about culture. But really it was to get a chance to stand on a street corner in the rain and learn the fine art of busking without getting busted. Seriously (if we have to be serious about this)… we all feel that music is an art and that somehow we are living with the gift of being able to create art in the form of music. It’s like you are born with this musical ability and it is really cool to be able to share it with others.

Top band inspirations?

We are inspired to get all perspired in front of the biggest crowd we can! Is that the answer? No? OK - we get inspiration from a lot of stuff that is happening around us. When Gilles is writing, he has a really cool ability to start throwing out words that form a story, mostly about events he is experiencing. As we bring each song to life, we are inspired by the words and try to evoke a feeling in our listeners - to inspire them as well.

Over the years we have been inspired by a lot of different music and musicians. You could count anything that is really memorable as an inspiration.

Please tell us how you interact with and respond to fans?

Our fans drive us!! Sometimes during a live show we can feel a connecting vibe with our fans - there is a virtual interaction happening.

We do have a website and a bunch of social media accounts (Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, SnapChat for example). But we like to get our fans more involved. We are planning to have a bit of a contest to create the new album cover. We don’t quite have all the details sorted, but it is going to involve an adult coloring contest!

We also have plans to get our fans to help us finish writing the lyrics to one of our new songs. It’s a fairly personal song and we think that our fans might have some really important things to contribute - so stay tuned and friend, follow and like us to learn more!

Do you often collaborate with other musicians?

At present we work as a trio. But, we all get to sit in and jam with other players, which is really cool.

Do you all write equally or do certain members handle the writing duties?

Most of the writing is done by Gilles, as he has this incredible ability to rattle off new ideas that suddenly turn into a song. We all contribute to the shape of the song, but Gilles is the one who is always noodling out something new (before the others get a chance!!)

Explain your live show for our readers…

Right now our live show is pretty basic - 3 guys bringing you a very large sound. We do have plans for adding in more video and sampled stuff next year. It’s amazing what you can put on a thumb drive these days!! We do have MIDI capability right now with both drums and bass (yeah - a real MIDI bass!), so after we get our album finished our next step is to work in the MIDI rigs.

What advise do you have for new emerging artists?

Don’t give up!! We haven’t - and we don’t plan to. Our best advice it to believe in yourself, but be very willing to listen to others. It’s a crazy world out there and there is no straight path to anything (“never straight - always forward”?). The good stuff never comes easy and opportunity never finds you - you find it!

New music releases coming soon?

In December we go into eTown Studios in Boulder to record our new album. We have Stuart Sullivan from Austin coming up to produce us. He has a pretty cool list of people he has worked with, so we are really excited to have him involved in our project! Look for singles to start dropping after the first of the year and a vinyl album around mid-year.

Tour plans for 2019 and beyond?

Right now we are building up our presence in and around Colorado for the first half of 2019. We are looking into a few festivals and possibly a larger tour later in the year. (Hey - If you and 5,000 of your BFF Facebook friends like us, let us know where you live, maybe we can put something together!

facebook.com/showermeblue instagram.com/showermeblue soundcloud.com/shower-me-blue

[hungry-hungry-reader]

Little Nulla adoration snippet to celebrate Halloween with :)

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“…Beautiful.”

“Sorry?” Nulla’s void form started to shift before your eyes as he recalled his old face.

“You are beautiful, Nulla.”

You spoke with the reverence he had only heard in prayers — none of which were directed at him before. Your gaze followed the swirling patterns the void drew out in the air like smoke which was picked up by a gust of air. Nulla froze in place as you took a couple of steps, closing the short stretch between the two of you.

If he needed to breathe, he would have forgotten how to.

If you had to describe your lover now, you would recall Van Gogh’s Starry Night or Rembrandt’s Night Watch.

And then you would throw all these comparisons away because no work of art could truly encapsulate the vision of picturesque idyll himself who stood right before you. You watched with trepidation as his darker than night itself features shifted, changed hue, giving way to the opaline blues and purples. You watched the dance colors on the canvas of his flustered face as Nulla found himself not simply lost for words, but utterly stunned by your display of adoration towards the form he perceived less desirable.

You reached out your hand in an attempt to grasp at the ethereal form of the one whom you love most dearly.

He didn’t dare move, afraid of scaring you away.

Yet, when the tips of your fingers finally reached featureless void, Nulla grabbed your wrist and leaned into your touch. The crushing weight of this wretched world felt like nothing more than a tiny spec of dust on the shoulder pad of his vest. Your sincere smile took away the years of torment. Your loving gaze made him forget the hatred he felt towards those who wronged him. Your warmth melted away the ice within the gazes he threw at this universe.

Your love gave him the point for existing.

“Thank you.”

[hungry-hungry-reader]

could you please write fluff for Nulla??? That man is just so cute and I'm starving for teag content aagh

I love Nulla! He's such a gentleman.

First things first, Nulla loves you unconditionally with all of his heart, body, and soul. 

He is INFATUATED by you. Anything you tell him, he will remember. He would never miss a single detail of your conversation. You are precious to him, and your words and voice are no exception.

Hell, you could ask him a week or two later what it was that you talked about, and he would tell you, no matter how trivial. 

Nulla is a romantic. He would love to go on dates, watch movies, go shopping, cooking together. 

In fact, he would organize surprise dates for the two of you all the time. You’d have to always be vigilant about when a potential date could pop up. Be prepared for flowers and good food. And maybe a slightly-too-sweet dessert. 

Nulla is also incredibly suave. I don’t even know what you would have to do to make him blush. 

He, however, makes it his mission to make you blush and swoon from his words alone. With how many compliments he gives to you on a daily basis, you are left genuinely wondering how he hasn’t run out of them yet. 

THE cuddler. He could be a big spoon, he could be a little spoon, he’d let you rest on top of him, he’d blanket you with his body. Any position you could ever ask for, he’d be content with.

He’s also not too-hot, not too-cold. Just right for cuddling under a warm blanket with a romance movie.

Speaking of romance movies, he’d watch the cheesiest of Hallmark movies with you. And he’d comment on everything the love interest could’ve done better. He needs you to know that he is the best one out there. Perfect for you. ;)

He is the biggest softie when it comes to you. He’d do anything you ask him to, he’d get you anything you want. 

You need to show just marginal interest in an item, and suddenly it’s at your doorstep not even an hour later. 

He loves you so much, you could never quantify his feelings for you, even if you tried. He is yours completely and undeniably. 

[hungry-hungry-reader]

Hello Toka!!

Can you write about Nulla x reader in case the reader wants to move out and live separately? I think they haven't really officially confirmed their love relationship but are just in a master-apprentice relationship, so if the reader wants to move out at that time, how will Nulla react? Thank you so much!!

Noooo! Don't leave him alone again!

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“No.”

“Sorry?”

“I said no.”

You haven’t seen Nulla’s demeanor switch so quickly before. You’ve seen him be serious, sure. You’ve seen his expression so cold, it chilled your very bone marrow, despite not even being directed at you. But the speed with which his comforting smile turned to a swift rejection must have beaten some sort of record. You didn’t hear any anger in his voice. He could never be angry at you. Not when you were so dear to him. You were his one and only apprentice. 

But just as he could never be angry with you, he could never want to let you go just like that. Why did you even want to leave, to begin with? He gave you everything you could ever ask for! And not only that, he gave you some alone time because he understood that you weren’t him, and you might need some space. If it was up to him, he’d spend his every living and breathing moment at your side. But he respected you, and he wanted to maintain that you could have your boundaries, as well as some time away from him.

But moving out? Why? Did he not give you enough alone time? Was he too pushy? Did he do something wrong, or did he upset you? Why would you want to move out? 

“Did I do something wrong? Why do you want to move out, mi vida?” he took a couple of steps towards you, gently taking your hands in his. “Do you want more space?”

“Um… Well, I am just your apprentice, and I…” you looked away from his deep, concerned eyes, blushing. “I’m feeling like I’m taking advantage of your kindness…”

“I wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome…”

Nulla froze, processing your words. Just…? An apprentice..? Did you..? Did you not…? Oh goodness, how was that even possible? He professed his undying devotion to you before. Multiple times! Was that not enough for you to…? 

He blinked slowly, a small, confused laugh escaping his lips. The absurdity of the situation finally hitting him. He never outright said that he word-for-word loved you dearly, did he? How silly.

His hand moved to your face, gently stroking your cheek, his gaze sweet as honey: 

“[Name], I love you. I love you more than you could imagine. You can never ‘impose’ or ‘overstay your welcome’. I wish for you to stay at my side as long as possible.”

“This may be very selfish of me, but I have unlearned how to live without you here. I don’t think I will ever be able to live alone again. Please, stay at my side.”

“I don’t want anything more than for you to be here with me.”

“My love.”

[hungry-hungry-reader]

Sorry, I didn’t write anything these couple of days. I see all of your requests, but I got sick, so my head is just empty and overheating. I’ll try to write something these couple of days, but I can’t promise I’ll post anything :[

[hungry-hungry-reader]

Masterlist!

I'll link all my works here! Septem

Septem and Rafael/Arcturus Headcanons - Septem and Rafael/OC

I Was Born Waiting - Septem/Reader fic. CW: Toxic Relationship Dynamic

Nulla

General Fluff Headcanons

Reader Wants to Move Out - Nulla/Reader Imagine

Unum

Soon!

Fames

Fames x Dione Cooking Lesson - Fames/OC imagine.

[hungry-hungry-reader]

how about unum x nb! reader but it has a sunshine x grumpy trope hcs , btw I love your work so far.

Thank you for the compliment! :] First Unum request, let’s go!!

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Unum is captivated by you. We all know that; it’s a commonly known fact. He isn’t particularly subtle about it.

And, let’s be honest, despite your cold and grumpy demeanor, you also like Unum plenty.

Not that you’ll ever admit it. I know what you are.

Considering how quickly he jumped the gun on your relationship, it took you some time to warm up to him fully.

Unum loves how seriously you take his questions and take the time to answer his endless questions about humans.

He climbs into your bed to watch you sleep, awaiting when you wake up to ask your questions.

Obviously, when you wake up, you probably toss a pillow at him or scold him for doing something like that without your knowledge.

But he can’t help it! He loves the sound of your voice and how your nose scrunches up when you scold him.

You grumble about how much he startled you, but you don’t tell him to leave. You will never admit out loud that you love his presence.

It became like a ritual to the two of you. Every morning, Unum somehow worms himself into your bed without notice (which is always surprising to you, considering how LOUD he usually is).

And every morning, you lovingly yell at him.

And every morning, he stares at you like a lovestruck fool because he is, in fact, a lovestruck fool.

Actually, now that I’m writing this, I see what you did there. SUNshine. HA.

Sorry, I’ll get back to it.

When he introduces you to his wives, they instantly get it. And not just because you’re a deliciously-smelling human.

Okay, maybe 40% of that is because you are a deliciously-smelling human.

But they accept you just as readily as Unum did!

All of it might be quite jarring and somewhat irritating for you, but you can see how earnestly Unum is actually trying for you, so you can’t stay mad for long. 

Until he does something stupid like feeding you his cooking of highly questionable quality.

Join Quinque in scolding him when you’re feeling better.

Do bear with him he doesn’t know much about what humans need.

But also he likes hearing your voice, so scold him more why don’t you.

He’ll look at you with that sad dopey face of his, and your heart will melt a bit more.

Just cook with him and his wives, instead of letting him figure it out all by himself, so you don’t get poisoned again.

Plus, it’s a cute bonding activity for all of you.

Thinking about it makes me giddy.

But you’re not me, so resist the cutesy charm, my friend. You must stay strong. You have the aura of mystery and aloofness to upkeep.

Godspeed, Creator’s strongest soldier (Unum lover) 

[hungry-hungry-reader]

You are an artist on a mission to create a proper depiction of your beloved for his temple. You don’t seem to get the color right...