#thanks for the ask nonnie xD

[irrfahrer]

assumption: you shed a lot

Make a assumption about my muse and see how they react! Anything goes!

"And a humanoid loses one-kriffing-hundred hairs a day, so whats the deal with it when I am loosing proportional to my number of hairs to that daily? My hairs are at least soft, waterproof and the perfect adornment in someones bunk after hours of rolling around in that, unlike that wirey stuff humanoids have on their body. You should be kriffing thankful for that smooth as Kriff hairs on your bedsheets! " Much too dramatically to be serious the young woman threw her arms in the air to stress her point. She lasted exactly fourthy seconds before Ziv started to chuckle over her own joke and automatically the Tynnan ran a webbed paw through the soft fur on her cheek, floofing it up as if it was an expensive piece of cloth: "Okay yeh, bad joke, I know, okay listen--it actually depends how much I am shedding on the enviorment. Cold enviorments? Nah, barely happening. Just the daily loss of a hundred hairs, nothing special. The only reason you notice I am loosing hair is because they are white instead of krififng brown. Hot summers? I am a kriffing cloud, poofing up like crazy and you will choke on fistfull of poofy pelt covering your floor, furnitor, clothes and yourself. Go off and die in that bliss. My pelt is made to keep me isolated from temperatures down to -50°celsius in icy water, so if I would loose too much hairs of my pelt I would very fast get into problems. However, as said, my pelt is made for Temperatures down to -50°celcius in cold water and you can imagine the kriffing utter panic my body goes through when I go into enviorments that are hotter than 'mild sunlight on a cool autumnmorning' because I can not change my adjusted-to-millions-of-years-of-evolution kriffing metabolism firing like the system of a lothcat on kriffing spice, so my biology reacts by shedding harder and cool me down properly without having to re-adjust my metabolism or the fact that I am kind of unable to sweat to cool down. Does not work much since my summerpelt is just a kriffing tad less isolating than my winterpelt and I also leave kriffing hairs on furniture and have to brush myself like crazy during the few days I am frantically shedding to not die of a kriffing heatstroke on a mildly sunny, fresh autumnday, you know."

[ladytauria]

The prompt list. Listen. I think Jason deserves a kiss to the thigh. Whoever you want to give it to him

nonny you are SO right

i went with jaytim bc i'm predictable like that~

Tim challenges anyone to find a more comfortable pillow than one of Jason's thighs. (Well---alright. They actually come in at a close second to his chest, while his stomach sits at a narrow third. But---still.) There's nothing like reclining on the couch, his head pillowed on Jason's lap while the TV plays in the background.

Tonight, Tim's foregone his laptop. For once in his life, he's had enough of numbers. He just wants to relax with his boyfriend.

Jason's hand drops into his hair, stroking idly through the strands. Tim's eyelids droop. He raises his hand, wrapping it around Jason's knee; thumb pressed to the back of it. Jason's leg shifts to accommodate him.

He smiles, humming softly. He turns his face, pressing a kiss to Jason's thigh. Jason's fingers pause in his hair for a moment, and then continue; the gentle scratch of nails against his scalp making Tim wish he could purr, pushing into his hands.

Jason laughs; a soft huff of air that turns Tim's insides soft and fuzzy. "Overgrown kitten," he murmurs.

Tim's mouth twitches. "Meow~"

Jason snorts, flicking his ear. "Hush, I'm watching a movie."

Tim nips him through his sweats, earning a light tug to his hair. He heaves a put-on sigh, drawing his blanket higher up his shoulder.

Then he settles, letting the low murmur of the television and Jason's fingers in his hair lull him to sleep.

[ sultry prompts list ]

[pink-anonymous-person]

Pink anony I'm sorry you're going through tough times and hope things get better for you soon hun 💜

In any case, maybe an octo Peter? Ooh maybe a sea creature version of Damon or Ramos (I don't remember if that's how you spell his name)? Either way have fun!

finally finish!! I had fun drawing these two hotties! their mermaid tail is the hardest part but i love the challenge :) im giving Damon a giant starfish as an excuse not to draw his man titties lmao

I drew their design based on BlasticHeart’s mermaid drawings! credit goes to them!

Mermaid Damon & Mermaid Rasmus

unfortunately i cannot draw octo petey. I tried but tentacles isn’t my best attempt so yeah have these instead 💖 regardless, i hope you like it! ty for the request!

[nicepersondisorder]

Tell me something interesting about yourself <3

you cant just give me an open question like that i have so many things i cant choose one XDD /hj

UMMM well...... hm. UHHH i can eat. a whole 30cm pizza in one seating? 😭 ummmmm. i'm a big fan of emo music & fashion, tho in terms of clothing preference i'm kinda hanging inbetween emo&scene. but i usually just wear hoodies and absolutely normal shirts djsjfkdkv </3 uhhhh also once i finished a pacifist route in undertale in 3 hours 24 minutes!!! (wasn't my first playthrough XD) pretty proud of that!!! i did rage quit a genocide route in ut because i couldnt beat undyne . and then felt like shit because i killed my favorite character LMAO

ummmmmmm what else can i say................ when i was 12 i had a crush on jeff the killer's brother? lou i think was his name? yk. like the normal 12 y.o. kids do XD

[peachsayshi]

To TWYLM- yes!

1)- perhaps one scene where Satoru is jealous and he yearns for you. Perhaps you’re nurturing and perhaps he thinks you’re such a good girlfriend to Haru he can only imagine what it would be like to be loved like that and it makes him a little jealous

2)- believe it or not a part of me wants to see him destroyed during the period of ‘no contact’. We know he went to ami and that was a disaster but we kinda wanna see more of how he tries to cope💔

3)- a sweet moment between the two. Maybe it’s while you’re friends and the two of you just have amazing conversational chemistry you or he can’t help but wonder what it could be like to be together (either you think that or Satoru 🙈)

4)- maybe ways Satoru expresses his love or maybe the readers mom has a slight (positive!) bias towards Satoru over Haru. Sure she likes Haru but she acts differently with Satoru and laughs and maybe it makes Haru jealous? The readers mom won’t be surprised if they end up together 🤷‍♀️

As always thank you so much for asking us this I felt like I needed to get it off my chest🥰🥰🥰

is there a specific scene/moment between gojo x reader in the way you love me that would like to see?

[dissociationswagcompetition]

hi! we submitted both the doctor and the master, and we mean to submit all iterations of The Doctor, and all iterations of The Master!

I see! Thanks so much, in that case I'll just consider the entries as all iterations of each!

[topsyturvy-turtely]

Both @twireneadler and @therealharrywatson are hot. But so is Mary, even though she's dead.

hello nonny!

(refrerring to this post)

irene? yes please. harry? ten times yes please. (did you really HAVE to tag them? xP)

but MARY MORSTAN??? (she is and never will be a watson to me) - no, no

NO. she is horrible. she shot sherlock, she lied to john about everything she has been and was. i do not like her. at all. maybe she was important for john when he thought sherlock was dead, but that's about all she gets from me. maybe she's got a cute smile too but that doesn't change that she's a b****

you know who is entirely underrated and needs a million more kudos? molly hooper. she is a sweetheart. she's loyal, extremely intelligent, always helpful and brave. she is an absolute babe, and needs to be protected by all costs. MOLLY!!!

[lilypixels]

How was Portugal? Did you enjoy it? :D

I’d say overall I enjoyed it? I’ve never been to another country before or had such a long trip so was a lot for me mentally, especially at first TT but the country is very beautiful and everyone we met was really nice and helpful😊

I really enjoyed the Lisbon zoo and walking around everywhere; even rode some trains which was another new experience :o I was also able to eat a bunch of food (ie gluten and chocolate) that I normally can’t as things are processed differently there/in Europe ! Some things feel almost shocking to experience again in being home too, like prices lol (things in Portugal much cheaper like wow)

[ofgeneticperfection]

What's your deal with that scientist in the materia labs?

"We....I. Well..." She laughs softly. "Why?" She holds her hands up in a shrug. "I'm just helping him research some things. He may be good with Materia but he needs a little Biology lesson every now and again."

[werspinna]

4 - for Peter B., Jess & Miguel

Send me three names + a number...

"Oh I am usually playing those games with the Sisters!" Wolf laughed so loudly that the little gap between her stark frontteeth was clearly visible. Then the smile faded and from one moment to another the young woman looked as if she had bitten on a sour piece of fruit, muttering under her breath: "Lets hope for once noone says the Mother Superiors name because I am really not ready to face that kink of myself in anyway ever until the end of my life when my soul fades finally into nothingness. No, really, not going to face that." When hearing the three names Wolf Overly theatralically let go of a long breath and wiped away imaginary sweat from the forehead of her helmet: "Saved! Good, that woman might follows me in my dreams and cause very confused feelings towards mother-figures, but at least not here- whew!"

"Well than, adopt, be adopted by, marry it is. I have not the property in my backhand to marry and make that union a success, yet I also am definitive not planning to actually stay as a laysister and become novice," she took one of her braids out of her hood and ran it through her fingers with the ribbons sewed in it shimmering like rubys. She winked jokingly, before putting the braid back in her Gugels hood: "I like my hair long for that too much and to join a convent one needs to devote ones life fully and my life is already devoted to other causes thanks to that spiderbite. But anyway, in theory? it would shine a really not nice light on my character if I would chose Peter or Jess to marry as they are already married. So I would need to marry Miguel. Hach, poor poor Migeul. He really would not win anything from such a union, neither in property nor in good name. Not nice for him, not nice." Wolf slowly shaked her head in honest compassion, then, as if skipping a lever she clapped her hands together and continued chirping: "Than lets continue with adopted by and thats simple- Jess. Here I was beeing happy the Mother Superior was not named and yet I am still fighting my really not nice", she stopped, blinking with eight widned and big eyes awkwardly before she corrected herself slowly: " ..'awe', yes, 'awe', lets name it 'awe', over motherly people. Its a curse. Which means I am adopting Peter. Huh. Alright. I could have have a worser child. At least he includes a grandchild already, so thats a good choice."

[irrfahrer]

😖 Their first time

Sinday Spill !

With a frustrated cheep that sounded very adorable the Tynnan threw her small paws in their and she bristled her pelt like from electricity: "Aw come-kriffing-on! How often am I suppose to tell this story again? By now I am starting to think you people have fun listening to my kriffing embarassing rolling-around-in-the-bunk-stories instead of stories that actually put me in a kriffing good light.Like, beside the time where I fell out of a kriffing tree- just let me tell you, never let a wookie woo you in kriffing up in a tree, he can be as sweet as a kriffing cookie, but never forget that the way down is kriffing long and my back is still bruised even if that happned already ten years ago- the story of my first time had already been told sooo kriffing often!" Theatralically Ziv rolled her eyes, crossing her short arms before her chest and sighing much too dramatically:

"Okay, short version- Malkhaz and I were fourteen, we were very stupid and very horny, we sneaked away in our lunchbreak into the fresher of the sickbay we were working on at the moment, we got down to buisness with a door that could not be locked and troopers passing by any few minutes, and we ended much too early because poor little Malkhaz slipped and hit his head bloody on the tiled wall and I had to drag his halfnaked, sorry ass back to my AgriCorps Master to make sure the poor cub had not a kriffing concussion. In the manner of one hour all Troopers knew what had happned, the old bug that was my Master knew and everyone was laughing their kriffing asses off.",she huffed,making her whiskers bristle wildly. She remembered that day still, she remembered laughing when she kissed Malkhaz, she remembered laughing when hours later he had been laying in the biobed on the sickbay and they had joked about it, she rememberd laughing when they had sat there on the biobed, arms around another and unable to stop giggling like the children they were even when the medic-droids were shushing at them to be quiet. A little smile curled around the young womans muzzle. It had been sweet, she thought, the memory was sweet. The boy Malkhaz had been had been sweet. The feelings the two of them had thought had been love had been sweet.

"It was still kriffing nice, though. I miss Mal."

[ladytauria]

WAAAAAA THAT DAMITIM PROMPT OHHHH I never thought about reverse robin tim still ending up in that situation with ra’s. The implications of rh!tim going on a brucequest… dami fumbling so hard tim doesn’t think he’d be upset is devastating btw, I bet this ruins damian for the foreseeable future. This moment of tenderness in the middle of chaos… incredible

THANK YOU 💞💞💞

tbh it wasn’t smth i hadn’t thought of before either!!! but i was reading the prompt and. i couldn’t tell you exactly what the thought process was, just that as soon as i thought abt like. tim being reckless i thought of that scene and then—i just. i had to.

i adore the idea he still ends up on brucequest—i am. in theory. working on that part of script: flipped, but jason is the catalyst there; in this case i’m picturing it as once again a solo trip? & honestly, in this case, i almost like the idea that maybe he didn’t even. say anything to anyone at all, just… left.

which!!! then makes this WORSE. ahah… the temptation to go edit that in too, damian being upset abt the leaving and then the showing up just to nearly die… but maybe that’s better in an alt pov instead of editing it into the convo…

but yEAH damian is, um. there’s some complicated feelings there!!! i imagine things are going to be Strange going forward, starting w damian not letting tim out of his sight for a bit 😂

[anxious-chaos-art]

If you

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[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Do you play Minecraft? I do to!

why yes I do!

I've played for yearsss, on console and PC. I don't play as regularly as we did but I accidentally started a family world that was turned into a private server so when I do okay I tend to play that or the server Hypixel :).

anyway I love Minecraft!! Definitely one of my favorite games :D

[yu-huuuu]

Omg! I just read your Uchiha boyfriends and how they deal with their SO's period and I loved it! Sasuke's is hilarious!

Have you seen the video of a guy's gf teaching him and walking him through tampons via a tampon and a glass of water? That's ALL I was imagining during Sasuke's...XD

So, since that would be hilarious, could I ask for headcanons with the Uchiha bfs with that in mind? Or if that's too little context, maybe the period cramp simulators with how far they go before dropping to the floor in pain/how they treat their SO after that? I love your writing, binging all you have on Tumblr rn❤️👏🏻💙💜

[ 🌸 ] Lmaaao nonnie thanks and love u for asking this 😂😂

characters: itachi uchiha, obito uchiha, madara uchiha, sasuke uchiha, shisui uchiha

genre: fluffy with a touch of comedy

warnings: none, mentions of intimate moments, mention of tampons, menstrual cups, vaginas you know things from month to month, menstrual simulators, pranks, adult men somewhat traumatized by their girlfriends

…

Also add menstrual cups to the mix because I'm in love with them :>

oh, i think this video is the one nonnie is talking about! (It was also the first one that appeared to me 😂) ⭐️

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Itachi Uchiha

— Several things will happen at the same time.

— His mind will go blank as his face turns slightly pale.

— And his eyes will open a bit as he watches the cotton transform Sailor Moon-style.

— Except there are no sparkles and cute outfits.

— No.

— Not at all.

— There is an abominable thing the size of his entire hand floating in the water.

— Itachi won't look at you the same way, especially when you're in the bedroom during one of those intimate moments.

— Even though you already told him it was just a joke, the poor man will be worried.

— He'll look at your hole wondering if it's okay inside (I promise it's okay, Itachi 💀).

— For your own good and for his... don't show him menstrual cups.

— He now knows that the tampon doesn't deform when it's inside you.

— But you have to fold a cup to put it into your tight hole and when it's inside it just... puff returns to its original shape and... are you okay…?

— No, bad idea.

— Just no.

— Don't show it to him.

— As for the menstrual cramp simulators...

— Haha

— You like to see him suffer, don't you?

— Look, pretty woman.

— There's something called being human.

— Itachi, despite being a shinobi, is human (a very cute one, by the way).

— And Itachi, like any other human, feels every sensation he experiences throughout the day. Sometimes he feels more than you, he just doesn't show it due to his perfect control over his emotions.

— But all that control goes out the window when you turn up the power on the cramp simulator.

— He stays like this: "😨," but it's so subtle you don't know if you're imagining it. Meanwhile, the poor man feels his stomach contracting with pain until his breath catches a bit.

— Itachi is a shinobi, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel pain.

— He's used to a different kind of pain, not this one, you know?

— Poor thing.

— He won't look at you the same way after this... probably not at any woman.

— He'll drink his "respect for women" before starting or ending the day.

— He also now has some fear of touching you; sometimes you won't feel his touch completely when you're on those days (you tried to touch him to see if he was okay and all because you saw he was a bit pale, and he looked like he wasn't breathing when the simulator was at its maximum power. Don't worry, the poor guy was just too sensitive from the pain and now he thinks you get like that too, haha).

— In general, he won't change much. Well, now he brings you more sweets whenever he can and also makes bigger portions of food.

— He's also grateful to you because you've now given him a new experience and opened his eyes to topics or situations that, as a man, he never would have thought about, haha.

…

Obito Uchiha

—If your vagina is a muscle and it stretches with a tampon, does that mean you're exercising internally? (I don't think that happens, but good shower thought, Obito!)

—Pretty boy

—At first, he's very excited when you told him you wanted to show him something.

—He's like a little kid when you want to show him something.

—Except now it looks like you just told him Santa isn't real while taking away his Christmas present.

—He'll say something like: “Wait, that thing gets like that when it's inside you 😦?” while looking at the glass in horror.

—Congratulations, girl, you traumatized an innocent man, lmao.

—No, but seriously.

—Obito will now be distrustful of tampons.

—He might calm down, but then he'll get alarmed when he watches videos or reads about “how to insert a tampon in ten easy steps without pain.”

—And he'll be traumatized again when he sees how far you have to insert the tampon.

—What do you mean the string hangs out..?

—And then you have to pull it out?! Doesn't that hurt?

—Oh, don't get me started on menstrual cups.

—Just no.

—Never show your man the cups.

—No.

—Please, no.

—Just don't.

—At least he was excited when you showed him the period cramps simulator.

—The guy smiled until you turned on the device and he was just like.

—He asked you what level it was on, and when you told him it was on eight, he just said: “What do you mean eight? How many levels does it have?”

—You swear he's going to start crying thinking about all the times he had to run an errand or was called by the Hokage and had to leave you.

—He'll apologize almost crying as you increase the level.

—You can ask him what he means, but I advise you not to.

—You'll make him cry like a baby while he clings to you and apologizes for leaving you alone so many times, making you suffer all this pain *dramatic music starts playing*.

—Lmao.

—Obito will feel proud of you for facing this kind of thing every month.

—He might now say something like: “That's it, babe, fight those cramps!” while you're curled up in bed trying not to cry from the pain.

—It's not out of bad intentions, he's just trying to cheer you up the best he can, haha.

…

Madara Uchiha

—He will stare at the glass intently and then at you.

—Please do not interrupt his thoughts.

—He is imagining how the whole process happens.

—“Are you telling me that piece of cotton…”, and he can no longer continue while looking at the floating cotton.

—Just like Itachi, he won’t look at your little hole the same way.

—He will stay thoughtful, wondering if it returns to its normal form every time.

—It might kill the moment.

—Lmao.

—He might also offer his help to put a tampon in you.

—Just tell him yes.

—You will make him feel like he’s doing something important.

—With menstrual cups… mmm.

—He will congratulate you… for some reason.

—It’s not a big achievement, Madara, but we appreciate your words.

—He will look at you a little worried and at the same time proud while you fold the cup to insert it in yourself and he just…

—“That’s my woman, you can do anything, darling.”

—Uhh… yes, well,

—We’re talking about a man who grew up in a time of war, and don’t get me wrong, it’s not like he doesn’t know where the clitoris is.

—He simply doesn’t know and has no idea that the vagina is elastic, xd.

—Please explain it to him before he brags to someone about how you can handle everything.

—As for the menstrual cramps simulator:

—He is a strong man.

—Who said it would hurt him?

—Clearly, they’re out of their minds, he is Madara Uchiha.

—At least that’s what he thinks before you turn on the device.

—And he’s simply like: “What do you mean this is how you feel every month?”

—Madara is not dumb or forgetful.

—He has seen your naked body when you’re on those days.

—And suddenly it makes sense why your belly looks slightly more swollen when you’re menstruating.

—For Madara, it hurts slightly or at least that’s what he wants to imply.

—Maybe he will never tell you it hurt, but that’s okay.

—At least he took this experience as a lesson to know what else to do and how to act during those days of the month.

—“Madara, darling… why are there many more pillows on the bed?” “They’re for you to be more comfortable.”

—Poor man.

—At least he’s trying!

…

Sasuke Uchiha

—His worst enemy has returned.

—The tampons *dramatic music plays*.

—Ok, no.

—Anyway.

—You're so cruel, girl.

—He swears he'll burn all the tampons in the world while looking at the abominable thing floating in the water.

—He's like...

—Do you put that thing inside and it enlarge…?

—On the outside, his face will remain moderately calm (I'm joking, he already looks disturbed), but on the inside, his face is like: “💀”.

—Even if you tell him it's a joke, he won't shake that image from his head.

—For a whole week, he thought your vagina was filled with tiny cotton residues for some reason.

—Until you explained that was impossible.

—(He still thinks that to this day). Anyway!

—Ehh, cups...! They're fun and comfortable things!

—Until you see them from a man's perspective and things change.

—No, please, no.

—He can't imagine a CUP inside you.

—Out of curiosity, he looked up menstrual cups on the internet and now swears he'd burn menstrual cups too if he could (cups can't hurt you, Sasuke).

—Anyway.

—As for the simulators...

—He might refuse at first until he starts thinking about how he could benefit from this (you know, new knowledge, more power).

—So he decides to put himself in his girl's shoes to see the whole picture.

—He began to regret it when you raised the intensity to seven.

—His face might turn pale when you explain that some menstrual cramps feel like labor pains.

—He'll stare at the highest intensity level wondering if he's ready for that.

—Spoiler: he wasn't.

—At least now he buys you more ice cream and makes you hot chocolate with marshmallows on top, even though he hates the smell of chocolate.

—He'll also start reading more about the female body, looking for ways and methods to make it hurt less.

—So it's likely he'll now regulate the amount of black foods and drinks you consume (you know: chocolate, coffee, cola, etc.), all because he read in a study that black-colored beverages and foods are a key factor in intensifying cramps during the period.

—Good luck with your boyfriend being more protective than ever ;)

…

Shisui Uchiha:

—"Do you want to show me something...? Sure! What is it?" he'll ask with the most innocent and soft voice, that you'll wonder if it's too cruel to play this prank on him.

—Poor guy.

—You do it anyway.

—Lmao, I think there's no emoji that describes the face he made in those moments.

—When he composes himself, he'll be torn between looking at you and the glass container.

—Because gosh.

—Does that thING really react like that when it's inside you?

—Before, he was fine with seeing you use them.

—He knows it's much more comfortable for you, but now that he sees it in the container...

—He doesn't know what to think.

—The guy is still terrified.

—Poor thing, his soul left his body and greeted God before returning to you.

—He might laugh a little when you tell him it's a joke while trying to act normal.

—But eventually his imagination will fly and he'll start thinking: "What if it gets stuck?" "What if the string breaks?" (It's impossible for that to happen, Shisui).

—Of course, he's a smart guy.

—He'll practically run to investigate more about tampons until his mind is at ease.

—But accidentally he saw menstrual cups and...

—"What do you mean cups are also inserted?" he half yelled into nothing.

—Oops.

—You'll have to explain.

—"Cups are friends, not enemies, Shisui..." "But what if it gets stuck?"

—You swear he's about to cry.

—Luckily!

—He'll get over it in a few days (it lasted a week and another while he tried to recap what happened, and the new information).

—The cramp simulator is great.

—It can last quite a while, you know, smiling and looking handsome as always, until you raise it to maximum power.

—You think you broke something when suddenly it falls and you think you killed it.

—Oh.

—Don't worry!

—He's just suffering and recapping how all of this happened, also about all the pain you go through month after month and... Oh, is that an angel...? (No, Shisui, it's your girlfriend trying to motivate you to get up).

—Well.

—At the end of the day he thinks the same as Itachi; you've shown him the other side of the coin and he's grateful for that.

—He'll also be much gentler with you during these days of the month.

—And for some reason, if he finds out that Sasuke is not in favor of tampons and cups, they may secretly start a group against those things or something similar, it's also possible that they'll drag Itachi by force.

—Lmao.

lmao, guess who search and watch videos about how to put tampons in her for the first time... and it didn't work 😭

[littlexscarletxwitch]

Hiiii i have a request, but dont know if you want to do it.

Flo X reader

Flo and reader have been dating for a while. They have a happy healthy relationship. Reader is getting more famous (dj, traveling the world) and thats hard on their relationship. Flo gets jealous because reader gets alot of female attention and don’t know how to tell reader this bothers her. Also because they dont gave the time for eachother. This takes a toll on their relationship. After some time they decide to break up because they feel like they don’t give each other the time they deserve.

Maybe a year after they “move on” but after seeing each other again, feelings resurface. You can decide the ending

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): a bit of fluff, mostly angst, flo and r break up, i almost made myself cry, a little bit of possessive flo but we love her

warning(s): grammatical errors, unedited, not proofread

word count: 2.9k

note: I looooove how this one turned out, I had so much writing this nonnie. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it and I hope you like it, I tried my best lol. Also, she's looong, I love that xd. Also just as I was finishing it I realised you said a year later, well oops, but sometimes 6 months can feel like a whole year. Lots of love M <3

requests are open! + check my rules + masterlist <3

“Guess what?” you popped your head into your and Florence’s shared bedroom.

“What’s up?” she asked, her eyes not leaving the script she was reading. 

“I’ve got you tickets for tonight’s show. VIP for you, Ashley, Toby, Theo, whoever you want,” you said, smiling. 

She finally looked up at you, she saw the brightness in your eyes that she just couldn’t say no nor she wanted to. “That’s great, baby! Thank you,” she said, blowing you a kiss. 

“Yeah, I thought you would like to come since it’s my last show here and then the tour starts,” you said, making your way to the bed and lying next to her.

Florence mentally cursed herself, she was so caught up with her work that she had totally forgotten that you would be touring for the next six months. She felt sick to her stomach knowing you would be that long away from her, but it was your job after all. Being the most recent popular DJ opened up more doors to you, and that included a full world tour. She couldn't be prouder for you, but she also hated to be so far away from you for so long. Still, she plastered a smile on her face for your sake.

“Yeah, I would love nothing more. We will be there, of course,” she said as she pecked your lips.

[...]

With a drink on her hand, Florence was swaying her hips to the rhythm, her eyes fixed on you even from the VIP sector. She had a smile on her face until a girl showed up next to you, and she couldn't help the smile turning into a frown. 

She was well aware of the attention sometimes you would get, especially from other girls, it was no news to her. But that brunette smiling at you was getting on her last nerve.

“Come on, Flo! You love this song,” Theo, Florence’s friend, tried to get her to dance again.

As she looked back at her friend she realised you had played her favourite song, well it was actually a remix of it, a remix you had made specifically for her. She smiled at the thought of you thinking of her, so her eyes settled back on you and much to her annoyance that brunette was still there, now practically grinding on you. She wasn’t having anymore of that

Florence drank the last bit of the glass before muttering ‘I’ll be right back’ to her friends. She made her way toward you, determination written all over her face. 

“Oh, hey!” you said as you watched her from the corner of your eyes. Florence could tell you were having fun playing your songs but she could also see how tense up your shoulders were, how awkward the brunette was making you. 

“Hi,” she said in a low voice as she grabbed your chin, making you face her and smashed her lips against yours. 

You smiled through the kiss as you heard the crowd in front of you cheering, but unaware that Florence sent a death glare to the brunette while roughly and possessively kissing you. She pushed her tongue inside of your mouth, her eyes glued to the brunette as she watched her face shift into awkwardness. 

You backed away from her, pecking her lips one more time before getting back to your console to keep the party going. Florence decided to not leave your side for the rest of the night, she had to make sure to keep what was her untouched from other people. So she spent the rest of the night grinding on you, stealing kisses from time to time and sending death glare to whoever girl got too close to you.

As she swayed her hips, the thought of you alone in different parts of the world unprotected from other prying eyes upset her, she tried her best to push those thoughts away. She had tonight to make sure everyone knew you were taken and she was going to make sure of it. 

[...]

You felt on the top of the highest mountain, three shows in a week, twice a month all over Europe, Asia, and America. You felt like it couldn't get any better, but night after night the people attending would prove you wrong, making each night unique and memorable.

One of the best parts of your job was that you got to party as much as the people in your shows, you had fun along with them, a dream come true really.

After every show you would call Florence and tell her all about it, the atmosphere, the loud cheering, the dancing, the people you met. The first few weeks she had a smile on her face as she listened to you over the phone, but her smile got bitter as she would see the pictures you would post the next day. 

At first she was happy that you were having the time of your life, but that happiness turned into a dark feeling once she saw all the girls all over you. She tried her best to ignore it, expecting you to ease her mind but you never brought the topic up, not even just to reassure her that those girls were nothing.

Truth be told, you didn’t even realise they were hanging out too close to you night after night as you were too caught in doing your job. It was nothing to you, they weren't Florence. You didn’t even look at them, just when your agent would show you the pictures that were going to be posted. 

But Florence couldn’t take it anymore as she saw the last picture you posted and a girl was kissing your cheek, that was the last straw.

“Hi, baby,” you yawned as you picked up her call, too tired after another successful show. “I was just about to call you.”

“Hey,” she could hear the smile on your face and she instantly felt guilty for having thought to scream at you. 

“I just wrapped up in Spain, Barcelona was epic really, we should come here sometime.”

“Yeah?” she sniffed, her emotions being all over the place. Not just jealousy and the anger toward those women, but missing you was taking a toll on her. “If you think so, then we must,” she felt tears burning her eyes. 

“Flor, are you okay?” she heard as you shifted on the other side of the phone, worried in your tone. “You sound upset.”

“I just—,” she sniffed again, she was about to tell you everything, how she felt, the doubt going through her mind. But she just couldn’t. “When are you coming back?” she cleared her throat. 

“Well, it’s been three months, so three months left,” you chuckled, trying to ease the tension. “We are wrapping up in Europe, five more shows I believe and then—.”

“Y/n, I don’t think I can do this,” she cut you off abruptly. 

Your heart dropped, she didn’t mean that, right?

“Do what, my love?” you played dumb, not wanting to hear her next words. 

“Whatever this is,” tears were rolling down her cheeks, but her voice didn’t tremble.

“‘Whatever this is?’ You think this is whatever?” you wanted to be angry at her, but really all you felt was sadness and rejection. You loved her, she loved you. This was not whatever. 

“Long distance just isn't doing it for me,” she just replied, as if you and her hadn’t been dating for almost two and a half years.

“Isn’t doing it for you,” you scoffed. “Really? I’m working, Florence. This is my job. I’m not on sabbatical, okay? I thought you were proud… I thought you were happy about me, world touring is a big thing.”

“I know, Y/n. I–.” 

What am I doing? Florence thought. 

“No,” you cut her off. “You’re not being fair, you are—.”

“I’m not being fair?” you could sense the anger in her voice now. “You left, okay? What did you expect me to do? That I was just going to wait for you at the front door like a puppy?” she finally snapped.

“Not like a puppy, but I thought I meant more… I thought you…” you sniffed. “I guess I was just wrong.”

“I guess we both were,” she said, then silence followed. 

You took a deep breath, pushing back the tears and swallowing the lump on your throat. 

“So this is it,” you waited for her to deny your words, you wanted her to. 

“Yeah, this is it,” she said instead, her angry and irrational self talking. 

You bit down your bottom lip as hard as you could to stop the whimper that threatened to escape your lips. 

“Okay, I… um,” you sniffed. “I’ll text someone to go pick up my things. Not that I have much there anyway…

“Y/n—” she tried, but the damage was already done. 

“Goodbye, Flor,” you said, the nickname finally shattering Florence’s heart into a million pieces.

“Y/n?” she tried again, sobbing, but all she heard was the dead line on the other side. 

[...]

Was it masochist of you to watch your ex’s new movie after having broken up six months ago? Yes, most likely yes.

You told yourself that it was just a coincidence, but you won’t lie to yourself, you knew exactly what you were doing when you decided to play that film.

You weren’t sure how you felt about her, you thought you had moved on from your relationship, that you grieved it and now you were at peace with it. But watching her on the screen, watching her smile, laugh, sure she was playing a character but the resemblance to the real Florence, the Florence you knew was there. 

You huffed in annoyance at yourself as the credits played on the screen. It was enough self pity for a day, you decided to go out and have a coffee, trying your best to get your mind off of your ex and her pretty smile. 

Your legs took you to your usual coffee place without much thought. It was a route you knew by heart, it was the coffee place that was closest to your apartment, and it was also the one you and Florence would usually go to. You dryly laughed at yourself as you opened up the door, could you be any more masochist?

You took your time looking at the menu, even though it was pointless since you always order the same thing. 

“Hello, what can I get for you?” the cute waitress smiled at you. 

“Hi, can I get a black coffee and an avocado toast to go please?” you returned the smile. 

“Sure thing!” Wendy, as it read on her tag name, said. 

You moved aside, waiting for your order as Wendy took new orders from the other clients. “Hi! Can I get a black tea with oat milk and two chocolate cookies to go, please?” you heard someone say to Wendy. 

A sad smile formed on your lips as you remembered that was Florence’s order. But it was silly really to think about her, most brits order tea and you were living in London after all.

“There you go,” the person said once again, probably handling Wendy the money. 

A shiver went up your spine as the stranger’s voice echoed in your mind. That raspy low voice, it sounded so similar to one you used to hear every morning, the one that sent shivers down your spine and caused butterflies in your stomach when it whispered in your ear. You shook your head, pushing away all thoughts related to Florence. 

It cannot be her, Y/n. You told yourself. She is not fucking here. Florence is…

“Y/n?” that sweet raspy low voice asked. 

Painfully slowly you turned around to face her, afraid and excited to meet her eyes. Those soft green eyes you so loved, those gentle green eyes that used to look at you with adoration, those green eyes whose owner broke your heart.

“Hi,” you almost whispered. 

“Hey,” you noticed the corner of her lips slightly pulling upwards.

You weren’t sure what to do next and neither did Florence since her lips gaped like a fish out of water. 

“I… I have to go,” you mumbled quickly, nodding to yourself. “Yeah, I have to—.”

“Y/n, you didn’t even get your order yet,” she sweetly muttered.

“Right,” you cursed yourself mentally. “Yeah, I’ll get my coffee and then I do have to go.”

As if on cue, you heard your name being called. Unlucky for you, so was Florence’s. 

“Sit with me,” she pleaded as you grabbed your coffee and avocado toast. Before you could deny her once again, she said, “Please, Y/n.”

She sounded so sweet, so gentle, so broken and wounded. She sounded nothing like the woman who broke up with you during a phone call. 

You made the mistake to look at her pickle green eyes and there was no way you could say no. 

“Five minutes,” you muttered, making your way to a free table, sure she was following behind you.

“Fifteen tops.”

“Ten,” you countered back.

She cleared her throat as the two of you took a seat opposite of eachother. “How… um.. How have you been?” she stared.

“Busy, really busy,” you took a sip of your coffee, buying yourself some time. A half lie, the tour ended 3 months ago so you weren’t that busy.

“I know it’s been a while and I just…” Florence couldn’t find the right words to say.

She had been waiting for this opportunity ever since you hung up the phone, she wanted to explain herself to you, she wanted to tell you what was going through her mind when she ended the most beautiful relationship she had ever had. She wanted to call you so many times after breaking up, but never found the courage to do so. She knew this was her only chance, she knew she couldn’t mess up. 

“That night…” you felt tears burning in the corner of your eyes, but you refused to let them roll down your cheeks.  “Before you called I was looking at some pictures you posted, and I just couldn’t stop myself from thinking how much fun you were having without me,” she cleared her throat. “And all I could see was all those women around you, touching you, smiling at you,” she humorlessly chuckled. “Fuck, I even remeber one was kissing your cheek or something.”

Your eyes winded as the memory came back, you wanted to tell her what happened: that the girl was beyond drunk, that you were just being polite, that your photographer took the picture without you noticing but you pushed off the girl as soon as her lips touched your cheek. You wanted to tell her when she called you, but she never let you explain it.

“And I just got so jealous and mad… and sad because I missed you,” she sniffed. “My emotions were all over the place and I just didn’t handle the situation how I would have wanted to.”

“That night I was going to tell you. I felt so guilty about that stupid kiss. Nothing happened, she was just really drunk and somehow they snapped a quick picture,” you explained to her nonetheless. “I didn’t want to post that picture, I wanted to delete it, but they thought it was a good picture so I couldn’t have a say in the matter,” you forced yourself to meet her gaze. “I want you to know that nothing ever happened.” 

A weight lifted off of both yours and Florence’s shoulders.

“I should have talked to you about my feelings.”

“I should have forced them out of you,” you chuckled.

“Yeah, maybe…” she said, lost in her own thoughts while a thin smile formed on her lips. “Are you… are you seeing someone?” she cofed, trying to act nonchalant.

You bite your bottom lip, trying to hold back the grin. “I am not,” you licked your lips, suddenly feeling them dry. “Are you?” you almost whispered. 

“No,” she quickly shook her head. “I am not.”

Silence embraced the two of you as yours and Florence’s heart started quickly and loudly beating. 

“So, I…”

“Maybe we…”

You both giggled as you both wanted to speak at the same time.

“You first,” you smiled at her.

“Have dinner with me,” she simply said. 

Once again you took your bottom lip in between your teeth. “Florence, I don’t know if…”

“Please, Billie misses you,” your stomach shrunk at her comment.

“Fuck,” you mumbled under your breath but she still heard you which made her smile. “Just Billie?” you asked teasingly and with a bit of hope. 

“No, not just Billie. I miss you too,” she slowly reached for your hand across the table, scared you were going to pull it away from hers. She let out the breath she was holding when you squeezed her hand, that was progress. “Just the three of us, dinner at mine, please?”

From the moment you saw her at the cafe you knew you were back at her mercy, who were you trying to fool? 

“Fine,” you pretend to sound annoyed, but she knew you were only messing with her since you flashed her a smile. 

You would always come back to her, you knew it and you were sure she knew it as well.

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