#this is so cute i need to AGHHH

[pari-143]

HAPPY 43 BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND GUYSSSS

he looks so sexy in this pic omfg

[smolbeandrabbles]

Me, reading this fic:

I ran out of tags! 🥲 It’s been so fun to read your work! 🥰 Especially of the certified Best Boy™️

I can’t wait to read more 💚

Dance with me? (Roronoa Zoro x f!reader)

Summary: you try to convince Zoro to dance to a slow song with you.

A/n: okay so i love dancing. And i love Zoro. So i thought: why not have Zoro dancing?! And then this idea came out 🤣 it's kinda short, just cause i wanted to write down this scenario ajskajakja i hope you like it though 🩷 this was slightly inspired by Selena Gomez's Body Heat. This song isn't as slow as the song i imagine them dancing to in the fic but the lyrics fit sooo well 🤭 also let's pretend there's a band playing at the Baratie lmaooo

Warnings: drinking, swearing, maybe ooc Zoro (i just had to get this man dancing yk ajskajksja)

"We're connected by the sun

And all of the stars above

You melt me and my body feels no shame

And I don't care tonight

If it burns too bright

'Cause, baby, that's why I came"

You were at the Baratie celebrating after very a successful mission!

Luffy and Usopp were inside eating as much as they could (like always lol) and you were outside watching the band play and the people dance.

Sitting with you and sharing drinks, there were your best friend Nami and your crush Roronoa Zoro.

Yep, you were crushing on the moss haired swordsman ever since you joined the straw hats.

You thought about confessing to him several times, but you were really afraid of being rejected and making things awkward at the Going Merry. No, you couldn't risk that, not when you loved your crew that much.

What you didn't know is that the pretty swordsman felt exactly the same, even though he tried to fight that feeling everytime you flashed your beautiful smile at him.

yeah two idiots secretly in love with each other oh well ajskajskaj

The three of you were just relaxing and drinking when the band started playing one of your favorite songs. It was a slow and romantic song that touched deep into your heart.

- oh my gosh, i love this song - you closed your eyes and started swaying to the beat. It felt wonderful.

You weren't sure if it was the alcohol making you brave or if you just couldn't stand hiding your feelings anymore, but you turned to face Zoro and you were so certain of what you were saying even he was a bit surprised.

- come on, dance with me - you said, very sure of your words.

- what? No. I don't do "dancing", (Y/N). - Zoro replied, crossing his arms and looking away, knowing very well that if he kept looking at your beautiful eyes he was going to give in at some point.

- please, it's just one song... i can lead you - you said almost pleading.

You approached him and put your small hand on his strong arm (yep, the alcohol definitely was making you brave). That's when he couldn't resist anymore and turned to look at you.

- please, Zoro... for me?

The way you said that and tilted your head slightly to the side made Zoro feel something deep inside of him he never had felt before. How could he say no to you?

He rolled his eyes:

- okay, okay... but just one song. Make it quick.

You were so happy you nearly jumped out of your seat.

- yay!! It'll be short, i promise. Let's go! - you said clapping and happily standing up.

He got up too and you grabbed his hand to lead him to the dance area. Yes, you just grabbed the Roronoa Zoro's hand and pulled him with you. Maybe it weren't the drinks, maybe you were just really determined to be with him ajskajskaj

When you got there, you started giving him the directions.

- okay, you have to put your hands here - you grabbed both his hands and placed them on your waist. The touch was so soft and intimate it made your whole skin tingle - and i go here - you placed your arms around his neck.

You could feel he was still a bit suspicious about the whole thing for how tense his muscles felt, but you decided you were going to make that a good time for both of you.

- hey, you're tense - you said softly - just... relax, okay? I know it may seem scary but dancing is supposed to be fun. You don't have to be a pro to enjoy it, just... feel it. It's just you and I having a good time together. No pressure at all.

Little did you know Zoro wasn't feeling nervous because of the dancing. Well, maybe a bit (he had never done that before ajskajskaj), but it wasn't the main reason.

He was nervous for being that close to you. God knows what he could do being so close to the girl he had been crushing on for so long.

You ran your hands through his shoulders and arms, trying to calm him down and feeling his strong muscles slowly relaxing under your touch.

- now you just focus on the beat and move along. When i move right, you move right. When i go back, you go forward. Just... feel it and enjoy - you said kindly and you started moving with the song.

You both moved smoothly through the dance floor and it felt amazing.

- see, it's not that hard. I'm sure you've faced bigger challenges than this one, pirate hunter - you emphasized these two words in a mocking way.

That made him chuckle and look down, feeling a bit shy.

Yes! You made him laugh 🤩 you loved knowing you were the one to create such cute sight.

On the other hand: fuck, you made him laugh 💀 everytime he smiled it made you weak on your knees and you couldn't even think straight.

That's when you closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest, while you both just moved along to the beat. It was such a blissful moment, dancing to a song you loved and sharing it with a person you loved too.

Being there with him, enjoying the beat, feeling safe in Zoro's arms... you felt like you could live in that moment forever.

When you lifted your head and looked into his eyes again, it was like the rest of the world disappeared. There was just the two of you, holding each other and sharing loving looks.

You were so close and you could feel his eyes staring at your lips. You took that as a sign.

You cupped his cheek and slowly went in for a kiss.

Was that really happening?! You wanted to pinch yourself to check if all of that wasn't actually another delulu dream of yours.

But it was real. You could feel it.

The kiss was soft and sweet, but also full of emotion.

When you parted you were blushing madly so you just hid your face on his chest again and went back to dancing. This time you could feel he laid his head on top of yours too and that made your heart so warm. And that's because you didn't know he was enjoying it so much he had his eyes closed too, or else you would have exploded.

You knew at some point later you and Zoro would have to discuss feelings and stuff, but at that moment all that mattered was enjoying now.

You stayed like that for another few seconds until the song ended and everyone started clapping at the band. You and Zoro parted and smiled at each other. crap there was that pretty smile again

- see, you nailed it! - you said playfully punching him - thank you for coming with me, it was so nice. And i kept my promise, short and quick - you chuckled.

- yeah... now i kinda wish it lasted longer though - he said trying to look away to hide the small blush that was on his cheeks. Now besides smiling!Zoro, you also had him blushing?! It was definitely a dream.

You hooked your arm in his and led him out the dance area.

When you were going back to your seats, you saw Nami staring at you with a smug face. Damn, was she watching the whole thing?! Prepare for teasing in 3, 2...

- what a show, huh? - Nami said smirking and raising her eyebrows.

- shut up, Nami - Zoro said nonchalantly as he sat down and crossed his arms again, with that "100% done" face of his to try to hide the faint blush that was still on his cheeks.

You just chuckled and sat down for another drink, still feeling the bliss of that amazing moment you had just lived.

And you know what, the night was just beginning. Who knows what else could happen 😉

"Let's go all night

Just you and me

If you're the flame, I'm kerosene"

[darlingdaisyfarm]

Alrighty, beautiful human, I have a request for you if you have the time: I desperately need fluffy Ford. I need kisses and cuddling. The general story is up to you, but I NEED sweet, loving Stanford.

hello, sweetheart <333 thank you for requesting this because I also need sweet, loving Ford myself :,,) but I’m so sorry, about the cuddling part - I got carried away and missed it aghhh I hate myself :(((

ps - I’m absolutely in love with ur fics💗

tags: kind of awkward Ford, coffee date, autumn, forest, fluff, sfw

Leaves crunched underfoot as you and Ford wandered through the forest, the path framed by trees ablaze in shades of red, orange and gold. The air was crisp, carrying the earthy scent of damp moss and fallen leaves. Ford seemed to take it all in with a kind of wonder, like he was seeing the world with new eyes — which, honestly, wasn’t far from the truth. After so many years spent away from this dimension, you thought it was cute how he marveled at simple things like sunlight filtering through branches.

“Thirty years,” Stanford started. “thirty autumns I missed. I almost forgot the way the colors seem to breathe in this season." 

He reached up, fingers brushing a low-hanging branch laden with scarlet leaves, and you smiled at that. There was something so sweet about his awe, his joy, so obvious at moments like this.

“Guess you’re getting to be an Earth tourist now,” you teased gently. 

Ford chuckled, giving you a sidelong glance. “Ah, yes, perhaps. But I think I like this. . . rediscovery.” a small smile tugged at his lips. “some things are even better than I remember.”

The path opened to a clearing with a breathtaking view of the valley below, a sea of trees stretching into the distance, every shade of autumn imaginable. You stopped, a thought popping into your head as you took out your phone. “Hey, Ford,” you called, grinning. “take a picture of me?”

He looked at you, surprised, then down at the phone like you’d just handed him a puzzle box. “A picture?” he held the phone with both hands. “Of course, but. . . er, bear with me. These things were a bit. . . different last time I checked.”

You stifled a laugh, nodding as you struck a pose. “Just press that button,” you said, pointing at the screen. “It’ll be easy, I promise.”

Ford cleared his throat, focusing intently as he poked at the screen. "Alright. let me see. I just. . . press this here?"

But as he tried to get his bearings, he accidentally tapped the wrong icon. Suddenly, the camera flipped and his own face filled the screen — caught mid-frown, brow furrowed in confusion. He froze, staring at his reflection like it had personally betrayed him.

“Oh. . . uh. . .” his cheeks flushed as he looked between you and the screen, thoroughly bewildered. “It appears I’ve become the subject instead. Hold on. . . where did— no, this— ah, infernal contraption. . .” Ford mumbled, eyes squinting in concentration as he fumbled to switch it back.

You couldn’t help it — laughter bubbled out and you doubled over, nearly losing your balance. “Awww, Ford! you look so lost, it’s so cute!”

He looked up, flustered but laughing along with you. “Yes, well,” he grumbled, a crooked smile breaking through. “I can navigate alternate dimensions, but apparently, your ‘smartphone’ remains beyond my understanding. I think it’s mocking me.” with a sigh, he handed the phone back, an embarrassed grin still tugging at his lips. “Perhaps. . . perhaps I’ll leave the photographs to you, sweetheart.”

You took the phone from Ford’s hands, still chuckling as you swiped the screen to switch back to the camera. “Alright, here we go, Mr. Genius. Just try not to look too cute when you take my picture or I might just keep it as blackmail.” 

“Blackmail?” he feigned horror, eyes widening dramatically as he stepped back. “Sweetheart, you wound me! I thought we had an understanding! I’m an esteemed scientist, not a criminal mastermind!” 

You giggled and turned your back to him, posing with the beautiful autumn scenery as your backdrop. “Okay, now I’m ready!” 

Ford cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure as he positioned the camera. “Right, focus,” he told himself. “just like in my journals. You know, I could’ve cataloged the beauty of this moment scientifically, but no, I’m reduced to a photographer.” 

He pressed the button, and you could hear the faint click of the shutter. Turning to face him, you couldn't help but brighten at the awkward seriousness in his eyes. “You’re doing great! Now, maybe try a few more. I want options.”

“Options,” he repeated, still smiling, shaking his head in amusement. “Isn’t one good photo sufficient? the universe won’t implode if I don’t get a perfect shot.” 

“Yeah, but what if I want to look cute in a different way?” you teased, putting your hands on your hips.

With a smirk, Ford nodded. “Alright, what would you like? a ‘mysterious thinker’ look? of perhaps a ‘fierce scientist’ pose?” 

“Definitely the fierce scientist!” you exclaimed, throwing your head back dramatically. “I’ll pose like I just discovered a new dimension, just like my man.”

“Very well,” he said, a twinkle in his eye. “On the count of three. . . one, two—”

But before he could reach three, you struck a ridiculous pose, one hand on your hip and the other dramatically raised as if you were battling interdimensional forces. “take that, Bill Cipher!”

Ford burst out laughing, shaking his head. You were just too adorable in his eyes. “Sweetheart, I’m pretty sure Bill would be quaking in his. . . well, whatever he has in place of boots.”

He snapped the photo and you saw the corners of his mouth twitching, clearly trying to suppress his laughter. “Okay, now that was an excellent one. Hold on. . .” he leaned closer, inspecting the image as if it were a rare artifact. Ford seemed to have caught fire with the idea of photographing Bill's defeat.

“Let me see!” you leaned over, your shoulders brushing against his as you peered at the screen. 

“Oh, this is just splendid. You look so cute, darlin.” Ford leaned closer to examine the screen, fixing his glasses. 

Your heart fluttered at compliment and you nudged him playfully. “Now, you should get in the next one. I want a picture of us!”

He looked a bit apprehensive again, glancing at the phone like it might explode. “Are you sure? I mean, what if I fumble it again?” 

“Trust me, you’ll be fine!” you shot him an encouraging smile, and after a moment, he relented, taking the phone back.

“Alright, alright,” he said, adjusting his glasses as if preparing for a complex experiment. “just don’t move too much. I need to concentrate.”

You stood beside him, leaning into his side. “Okay, how’s this?” you asked, flashing a big grin.

“Perfect, hold still.” he raised the phone, staring intently at the screen like it contained the answers to the universe. 

“Uh, Ford, i think you need to press the button now.”

He blinked, breaking out of his focus. “Right! the button!” he pressed it, and just as he did, his finger slipped, causing the phone to snap a picture of you both in the most ridiculous pose — your mouth still open mid-laugh and Ford’s expression a mix of shock and concentration.

You burst into laughter again as Ford stared at the photo, face turning a shade of crimson. “Well, that’s certainly not going to be framed,” he muttered, trying to suppress his smile.

“Oh come on, it’s adorable!” you pressed your cheek against his.

However, your laugh made the corners of his lips twitch upwards. “I suppose it has a certain charm to it,” he admitted, chuckling softly. 

You grinned, putting your hand on his arm. “Let’s take another, hun, but this time, we’ll get it right. Just be yourself, Ford. No need for dignity.” 

“One, two. . . three!” you both said at same time.

Click! 

As the image captured, you both broke into laughter, the sound echoing through the autumn trees. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt this free, this happy, sharing this moment with your couple. 

When Ford looked at the photo this time, a satisfied grin spread across his face. “Now that’s more like it,” he said, glancing at you with that spark of affection in his eyes.

As you admired the photos, a realisation suddenly struck you. “Wait!” you said excitedly, grabbing his arm before he could put the phone away.

Ford looked at you, curious. “Wait for what?”

“You’ve been gone thirty years, right? that means you haven’t tried my favourite coffee at that little café by the lake!” you could barely contain your enthusiasm, a wide genuine smile spreading across your face. “we have to go there right now!”

Ford raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smile as he followed your lead. “Well, you know I can’t say no to my seasoned guide of modern luxuries.”

🍂🍂🍂

The café was a cozy little spot nestled on a quiet corner, with big windows that showcased the lake outside. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans, warm spices, and just a hint of something sugary, like caramel or maple syrup, filled your nostrils. You spotted a chalkboard behind the counter listing their seasonal drinks and pointed eagerly at one in particular.

“That’s it! The ‘Golden Harvest Latte.’ It’s a mix of espresso, steamed milk, cinnamon, nutmeg and a swirl of caramel. It’s like autumn in a cup, I swear.”

Ford eyed the menu with interest. Well, considering his last ‘caffeine experience’ involved coffee brewed over a campfire in another dimension. . . he was open to something a bit more refined.

The barista greeted you with a smile. “Hey there! the usual?”

“Absolutely! and I have a new fan who needs to try it,” you said, motioning to Ford.

You turned to him, your eyes sparkling with happiness. “You won’t regret it! just wait until you taste it.”

And soon, the barista handed over two steaming cups topped with a dusting of cinnamon and an artful swirl of caramel. The scent hit you first, warm and sweet, making your mouth water. You handed Ford his cup, watching as he eyed the foam with curiosity.

He brought the cup to his lips and took a careful sip, eyebrows lifting as the flavors blossomed across his tongue. The richness of the espresso and a hint of spicy warmth from the cinnamon and nutmeg, all balanced by the buttery sweetness of the caramel.

“Wow,” he murmured, eyes widening. “yeah, this is delicious. I didn't know that a drink could have such a complex taste.”

You laughed, pleased by his reaction, and took a long, indulgent sip of your own. “Right? It’s like drinking a warm hug, this is my absolute favorite fall treat.”

Ford took another sip, clearly savouring it this time, his expression softening as he looked out the window at the golden leaves falling. “It’s funny,” he said quietly, “I’ve been to so many places, seen so many strange and alien things, but it’s these little, simple moments that feel the most surreal. Sitting here, with you, drinking coffee.”

You reached across the table, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “Well, lucky for you, there are plenty of little things like this to rediscover. And I’ll be here to make sure you try them all.”

🍂🍂🍂

Stepping out of the café, the refreshing autumn air greeted you both, still tinged with the scent of cinnamon and coffee. Ford held the door for you, the smile never quite leaving his face as he watched you rummage in your bag for something. Finally, you pulled out your lipstick, a soft, rich shade that matched Ford’s turtleneck perfectly. 

“Would you look at that,” you said, holding it up beside his collar with a little grin. “I guess I’ve got a good eye.”

Ford chuckled, glancing between the color and his sweater. “It seems I’m unknowingly fashionable. I’ll take that as a compliment.” his eyes lingered on you as you applied the lipstick, your lips soft and inviting, the color blooming in a way that seemed to suit the season and Ford watched, clearly entranced.

“What?” you asked, raising an eyebrow as you capped the lipstick, noticing the way his gaze softened.

“Oh, nothing,” he replied, though his voice had a gentleness to it, he swallowed, shifting his stance slightly. “just appreciating the moment.”

You took a small step closer, lifting a hand to rest gently on his chest. Ford’s breath hitched, neither of you spoke, both letting the warmth build in the silence, the soft murmurs of the town around you fading away.

“I think you might need a little color yourself,” you whispered, your thumb grazing his cheek as you leaned in. His eyes closed as your lips met his, softly, tenderly and you smiled in a kiss. The warmth of his breath mingled with yours and you could still taste the coffee and caramel. Ford’s hands found their way to your waist, holding you.

The world seemed to blur, the only thing that held you back was the feeling of his lips against yours, soft and warm, as if they had been waiting for this. Ford’s fingers brushed against your back, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss with a mixture of gentleness and longing.

When you finally pulled back, his eyes fluttered open, looking at you with a softness you’d rarely seen. He reached up, brushing his thumb across your cheek, unable to take his eyes off you.

“What’s got you so captivated now?” you asked, a smirk creeping onto your face.

“Just realising how lucky i am.”

you noticed the gleam in his eyes, as if he had finally, after all these years, found his way home.

[yourmidnightlover]

Xavier x Reader piece where reader saw Bianca leaving Xavier’s dorm and assumes they’re back together after Xavier & reader would flirt here and there. Reader begins to ignore him and he’s confused as to why… idk could be cute, could be smutty just a random thought

SO CUTE AGHHH

rumors

pairing: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: reader noticed xavier pulling away and tried to talk to him about it when she sees bianca barclay leaving his room looking more than satisfied.

warning: !not proofread! read the request ig, i also did add smut, oral (fem receiving), unprotected piv, VERY soft sex bc i’m a softy myself :)

a/n: i tried to follow the request as much as possible, and i hope i did it justice! i’m also so so sorry for the tardiness of the post, even though there isn’t a specific deadline or anything. i’m working my way through my requests and my series! i want to make sure everything has at least a half decent plot <3

you weren’t stupid. you had heard the rumors. those rumors being that xavier and bianca were back together.

now, you had also thought that wasn’t true. you and xavier had hung out on many, many occasions, going as far as you you ending up on his lap during a heated make out session. so, maybe you just assumed it wasn’t true.

but it was more than flirting and kissing with you. it was conversations about constellations and religion. it was cuddling until 1 am in his room because you didn’t want to be apart from each other. it was falling asleep on the phone for a few days when weems nearly caught you. it was more.

or was it all in your head?

it had been nearly 9 months since xavier and bianca had broken up. he seemed content with the breakup, mostly unaffected by it aside from his trust issues spiking like no other.

bianca, on the other hand, seemed furious. maybe about the breakup, maybe about seeing you with him. either way, she was mad and it seemed to involve xavier.

the past few weeks he had seemed distant. he wouldn’t call you as much. there were significantly less cuddle sessions. he wouldn’t kiss you as often. you know he doesn’t technically need to do those things. it’s not a requirement, you aren’t in a relationship or anything, but you missed it like no other.

so, when you were headed to his room to talk about everything and saw bianca leaving his room, you hid behind a pillar before she saw you. but you saw her. you saw her with that smirky smile on her face.

you basically knew what that meant. now, you knew why he was being so distant. bianca and xavier were probably going to get back together. he was going to leave you in the dust.

like any logical person, you decided that instead of letting him abruptly cut you out of his life, you would cut him out first.

this world is a kill or be killed, hurt or be hurt world. you were already hurt, but you definitely didn’t want to end up dead. yet.

“hey, y/n,” he called to you in the hallway as you were walking to your next class that you happened to have with him. “y/n,” he jogged to catch up with you. you didn’t even look his way. “hey, so i was wondering what you were doing later on today?” his shoulder nudged your own, and you could hear the smile in his voice. “y/n?”

you continued to walk to class, not even bothering to look up at the gorgeous smile that you were sure was beginning to fade. you sat in the back of the class, where there was no seat beside you, instead of sitting in your rightful seat beside xavier.

the one time you mustered up the courage to look at him during class, he had this puzzled look on his face as he was doodling something he would normally show you once he was done.

“hey,” enid sat beside you in your next class with a worried tone. “ajax and i were talking, and he said that xavier is confused about you. well, more confused about why you’ve been ignoring him? and i know it’s not really any of my business, but i was just wondering if you were okay? because you can always talk to me no matter what! off the record, too!”

“enid,” you smiled as she looked at you expectedly. “i’m okay… or, i’ll be okay. i just realized some things and now i’m dealing with the repercussions the best i know how. but if it ever becomes too much, i know who to come to,” she smiled as you did the same before running back to her desk beside ajax.

you knew she cared about you. but you also knew that she cannot keep her mouth shut. you love that about her, but it also means you have to be careful what you tell her. you know you made the right decision as you hear her loudly whisper:

“she said she’s okay and that she realized some things, but i dunno, jax! i guess she might need some space?”

you chuckled to yourself as the teacher began the lesson. she was a lovely girl, only doing what she thought was best for her friends.

the next day, it happened at dinner.

you had avoided his table at all costs, not even glancing at him as you saw him trying to wave you down out of the corner of your eye. you sat down at an empty table near the trash cans, one that nobody really wanted to even sit at and began eating quickly so you could leave.

your lunch was cut short when he plopped down beside you. you waited a few seconds, ignoring whatever came out of his mouth before standing. you muttered a small, ‘not that hungry,’ before tossing your food in the trash and making your way to your room.

“y/n,” he was rapidly knocking on your door. “y/n, let me in! i don’t know what’s going on but you have got to stop ignoring me,” there was a moment of silence where you contemplated opening the door, but all you could see was the look on bianca’s face showing you all you needed to know. “please open the door.”

it was when you heard footsteps walking away that you let the tears that you didn’t know were building fall freely. hunched over at your desk, sobbing into your hands, you let yourself truly feel what you had pushed down for days.

you truly fell for this guy over the past few months of knowing him. while you hated not talking to him, you knew it would hurt more if you let yourself stay attached only for him to break things off sooner rather than later.

it had been maybe fifteen minutes if you letting yourself sob into your hands when you heard a rapping at your window. you turned to see xavier, standing outside with his hands shoved in his pockets as he shivered in the cold.

“please, let me in, y/n,” his eyes were pleading with you. you never should’ve met them. “let me in.”

with a huff, you walked to the window and unlocked it, grabbing onto his arm to help guide him in. in all of the time you had been hanging out, he had never been so desperate as to climb up the fire escape to see you.

“what the hell, thorpe?” you scolded him, knowing he hated when you called him by his last name. “you’re an idiot.”

“yea, i might be an idiot,” he nodded as he sighed, adjusting to the warmer environment in spite of how cold you had been to him. “but i’m not the one that’s been ignoring my best friend for days.”

“you’re kidding, right?” you scoffed as you went to sit down on the edge of your bed. “i wasn’t sure you’d even notice, let alone care.”

“why the hell would i not care?” he threw his hands up in defeat as he began pacing back and forth in front of you. “god, do you not get that i care about you? you’re my best friend. of course i’ll notice and care when you ice me out!”

“you did it first!” you pointed your finger accusingly at him before taking a deep breath. “you stopped hanging out with me. you would barely come over. you barely even… god i sound like a moron.”

“i barely even what?” he froze at looked longingly at you as he awaited your answer.

“you barely even kiss me anymore,” you opted to avoid his gaze by finding interest in your own hands. “and i was going to talk to you about it a few nights ago when i saw bianca walking out of your dorm. and believe me, she looked more than satisfied so don’t worry about your own performance.”

“is that…” he was lost in thought before something clicked in his head. “you thought that her and i…” his brows rose insinuatingly.

“of course, i did!” you felt the tears well in your eyes again. “and i felt… i felt stupid. and i felt used. and then it made sense, why you stopped talking to me as much and why you were distancing yourself. it clicked. because you want to get back together with her.”

“y/n, i-“

“let me finish!” you snapped. “you owe me that much. you could’ve at least told me! you could’ve told me we weren’t going anywhere before i fucking fell for you! god, i don’t know if it was a game for you to see how many ‘bitches’ you could pull or what, but i don’t-“

his lips were on your own. his hands were cupping your face and his lips were kissing you passionately. your hands went to his wrists, almost to keep him there before you remembered why he had to kiss you to shut up.

“thorpe-“

“i love you,” he pressed his forehead against your own with a sorry look on his face. “she’s been trying to get back at me since the breakup. then, she noticed how i much i cared about you. she figured out how i felt and told me to stop doing… what we were doing or she would tell you. i didn’t think you’d feel the same way. i thought you would be freaked out by the fact that i was in love with you. i’m so, so sorry.”

you lightly pressed your lips to his, only for a short moment. “you could’ve told me, xay.”

“i’m realizing that now,” he smiled softly. “let me make it up to you?”

you nodded your head, “and how did you plan on doing that?”

“well,” he lifted you up by your ass, gently scooting you up on your bed. “before she blackmailed me, i was being distant because i was planning something very, very nice for you,” he began kissing down your neck, his hands now trailing up and down your body leaving goosebumps in their wake. “something romantic,” he sucked harshly on the spot that drove you crazy before one hand shot to his hair, the other going to his shoulder to draw him closer. “something a bit nicer for what i really, really want to do with you,” he emphasized with a gentle bite to your earlobe. “to you,” you moaned at that one, grinding up on his thigh that was between your legs.

“xavier,” you whimpered. “i want you… please?” he pressed his leg further into your core leading to you throwing your head back, giving him more of your neck to work with.

“let me take my time,” he worked his hands underneath your shirt, looking up at you for permission before you helped him throw it over your head. you tugged at his own shirt with a smirk.

“mmkay,” you nodded as he kissed up your stomach, sucking and nibbling on your skin to mark you more than he already had. “missed you so much, xay. missed you so much.”

“me too, love,” you lifted your chest as he unclasped your bra. “i missed you too,” once he disregarded the bra, he began to eagerly suckle on one of your breasts. he carefully teased the nipple with his tongue, letting his hand massage the neglected one, his fingers gently pinching your nipples just the same.

“please,” you continued to hump his thigh eagerly as he continued to switch his actions to the alternate breast. “please do more?”

“whatever you want,” he smiled before pulling at the waistband of your skirt. you lifted your hips to help him pull both the skirt and underwear down your legs. “so fucking perfect. and all mine,” his fingers danced around your pelvis before he got of the bed, putting your thighs over his shoulders to drag you to the edge, a laugh leaving your mouth.

“all yours, xay,” you smiled as he began to toy with the bundle of nerves at your center. “oh my god. that feels so… so good,” your hand was now playing with his hair, the other grasping his shoulder tightly. “i think you should know,” you huffed out a breath as his lips wrapped around your center. “oh fuck. shit, please keep going,” he let a finger slowly enter your center. “oh my god.”

“are you sure?” he momentarily stopped before you guided his head back to your center, nodding eagerly as your head swung back once more.

“i’m so fucking sure,” his tongue was gently massaging your clit excellently. with each tug and take your fingers did to his hair, another moan left his mouth. the vibrations worked their way through your entire body, making you feel everything.

“god, i can’t believe we’ve never done this. i think-oh fuck-i think i’m close. please don’t stop!” your thighs began to clamp over his head as your hips rutted against his mouth. “xavier! holy shit,” you had to pull him away by his shoulders.

“you like?” he chuckled as he pressed his lips to your own. he felt you continue to grind against his leg before you pressed your hand against his bulge to massage it. “y/n,” his forehead dropped to your own.

“i wanna do this with you,” your free hand went to cup his cheek. “only if you want to, of course. but you have my full, enthusiastic consent for all of it,” it was your smile that convinced him.

“i don’t-i don’t have any-“

“just don’t use one,” you pleaded. “i’ve been on the shot for a little over a year and i’m clean…”

“have i told you how much i love you?” he groaned before you worked your hand under his pants, pulling his hard dick out and stroking it a few times before he kicked his pants off. you lined it up with your center. “i’m gonna go slow, okay?”

“mmkay,” you nodded. “just… please?” he pushed his tip in, leaving your jaw dropped from the intrusion.

your arms went underneath his arms that were beside your head to hold him up, wrapping around his shoulders. you whimpered with each inch he pushed inside of you, your nails digging into his skin.

“jesus christ, you’re so tight,” he groaned as he bottomed out inside of you. “holy fuck.”

“uh huh,” you nodded. “feels like… your in my stomach,” your whines were filling his ears. “please move? please?”

his hips began to piston in and out of you. with each thrust, a symphony of moans we’re pulled from your throat. he pulled back to look at you lovingly, letting one of his hands cup your face before he pressed a kiss to your lips. he used this distraction to pick up the pace.

the sounds of his hips hitting your thighs began to resonate throughout your single, your moans only getting louder as you breathed in each others’ air.

he brought the hand that was cupping your face down to your clit, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. with the way your pussy began to pulsate around his cock, he knew he was close to the edge.

“y/n,” he huffed out, his forehead resting against your own as you nodded.

“i know,” you held onto his arms. “me too. just-just do it inside, please? cum inside of me?”

“yea, yes,” he pressed his lips to yours once more before watching as you fell apart on his cock. your head was thrown back, but your eyes remained on his as he joined you in his own ecstasy.

“oh my god,” you held him closely as your bodies came down from the high. his hands cradled your body tenderly once you were both safely on the ground.

“oh my god is right,” he chuckled as he carefully pulled out, laughing a bit more as you winced from the sensitivity. he got up and went to your bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and dampening it so he could wiped up the mess between your thighs.

“i really do love you,” you smiled up at him as he pulled his shirt over your head. “like a lot,” you both smiled.

“i think you also really love how i made you cum, pretty girl,” a hot blush crawled up your cheeks. “you realize you were just naked underneath me, right?”

“yes!” you shrieked out. “i know that… it’s just-i don’t know. i get-i have the right to be vulnerable after having sex!”

“i know you do,” he smiled as he pulled on his pants, crawling into bed beside you before you opted to simply lay on top of him. “i’m just teasing,” he pressed a kiss to your hairline.

“meanie head,” you grumbled into his bare chest, his warm skin never feeling more comforted by anything.

“you weren’t saying that whe- ow!” you pinched his nipple and began to laugh at his whining. “what the hell?”

“stop teasing,” you said smugly. he could feel your smile against his skin.

“after that?” he scoffed. “i’ve learned my lesson,” he hugged you tighter as you littered light kisses to his chest.

“goodnight, xavier,” you let your chin rest on his chest so you could look at him with the cheesiest grin that’s ever existed.

“i love you,” he replied, pressing a kiss to your lips once more before you laid back down on him.

you fell asleep to the beat of his heart calming your own. he fell asleep to the lull of your soft breath. you both woke up with the warm embrace of your love for the other, which is how it would be from then on out.

[mellifiedprincess]

anotha one😝 this fic is pure crack honestly, it’s not my best work and i was sleep deprived and wrote this in like 20 minutes, soooo keep that in mind. i also imagined the reader being super short in this, because i may have a wee bit of a size kink (don’t tell anyone🤭) but like how cute would ethan look with a partner that’s like 4’11 compared to his 6’1 ass. AGHHH I CANT

Ethan Landry x Reader

Nap time

Everyone who knew you, knew that there was only one thing in this world that could rival your love for Ethan. And that was napping. You couldn’t help that you were a sleepy girl. You were lucky enough too, that you could nap anywhere. Whether it be your head resting on a hard countertop, the lap of one of your friends, you were even found asleep on the stairs in your parents home once.

Unfortunately though, as of lately, you haven’t been able to sleep that well. And you knew exactly what the cause of this was from, well more of WHO the cause of this was from. Ethan fucking Landry. The boy with the loveliest doe eyes, the boy with the sweetest smile, the boy that stole your heart all those months ago and has told you he was never giving it back.

But he didn’t just steal your heart, no, he stole your ability of napping anywhere your little heart desired.

You couldn’t nap without him anymore.

Of course it wasn’t all his fault, you were the one to snuggle up to him, thinking you were only going to ‘rest’ your eyes for a few seconds. Those few seconds turned into two hours. You couldn’t help it. He was just so warm and smelled so good. It certainly didn’t help that he was running his fingers through your hair while softly humming in your ear. Anyone would have fallen under his spell and drifted off in minutes, if they had been in the position you were in. At least that’s what yoy keep telling yourself.

You had also, by now, convinced yourself he did all of it on purpose.

Which is why you’ve been glaring at him for the past seven minutes. You were sleepy, and all you wanted was to lay your sweet little head down and take a nap. But when your head hits the soft pillow on Ethan’s bed, you find yourself not able to fall asleep. You knew in your head all you needed to do was ask Ethan to come lay down with you, and he would. He would do absolutely anything you asked of him. But you were furious with him. Furious that his conspiracy against you has worked.

“Baby, we’ve talked about how you have to tell me when I’ve upset you, otherwise I won’t know how to fix it.” He wasn’t even looking at you, he had his back towards you while he worked at his desk. “I can quite literally feel the heat from your eyes, angel.” “Well my eyes would be closed and I would be fast asleep, taking my much needed nap if you wouldn’t have ruined them for me.” You grumble out, arms crossed, brows furrowed, adorable pout present.

He drops his pencil at that, confusion wasn’t a strong enough word to describe what Ethan felt. “How did I ruin your nap?” His voice raises an octave higher out of disbelief, and he finally turns to look at you. “I’ve been quiet this whole time and you have quite literally fallen asleep at frat parties before, where it was much more chaotic. I had to nearly tackle someone to stop them from sitting on you.”

“Don’t act like you don’t know what you did!” You yell as you jump up, standing on Ethan’s bed and pointing an accusing finger at him. His brown eyes widen, not sure if you’re just having one of your ‘moments’ as he likes to call them, or if you’ve actually lost your mind. “I don’t though, that’s why I asked you to tell me.” At his remark, you ball your fists up, throwing them down at your side, all while making the cutest grumbling sound.

Ethan stands from his chair, coming to stand in front of you at his bed. Since you’re standing on his bed, you’re looking down at him. His hands grab yours, unballing your “threatening” fists, and he’s pleading with his eyes. “Tell me what I did so I can make up for it.” After a few seconds you throw your head back with a loud groan, before dramatically falling forward to be caught by Ethan, wrapping your arms and legs around him completely. “I can’t nap without you.” You all but cry out, still holding a menacing stare as your forehead touches his.

He laughs. He laughs right in your face. “Stop laughing at me!” You push his face away from yours, squirming in his arms trying but failing to get away from him. “Awe, I’m sorry baby. What can I do to help?” To anyone else, he would sound patronizing, but you knew he genuinely was sorry and wanted to make you feel better.

“Don’t you need to finish your homework?” Your eyes glance over at the anatomy worksheet, and then back to Ethan. “Yeah, well I think my baby needs me more. So, I’m not worried about that right now.” You grin at his words, placing a sweet kiss to his lips, before pulling away pretending to look deep in thought. He already knows what you need, he also knows you’re just too scared to ask. All because you got in your own head about how dependent you’ve become of him. He loved it. He loved that you needed him just for the smallest of things like taking a nap.

“Do you want me to lay down with you while you nap? I’ll even hold your hand the entire time, if you want.” You giggle at that, already feeling much more relaxed. “What if I want to wrap myself around you like a koala? Would you let me do that?”

“You’re already the size of one, so why not?”

“Ethan!”

You’re pouting again, and he could only smile because you were just too fucking cute. “Okay! Okay! I’m done.” He pushes a few strands of hair out of your face, and grabs your chin, placing a few kisses to your pouted lips.

“Can we lay down now? You’ve been standing here holding me for like 10 minutes now, your arms have to hurt by now.”

“Baby.” He says with disbelief. “I’ve held you for way longer than 10 minutes, while we were doing something a lot more physically demanding.” Your cheeks immediately flush red at his words. Hiding your face in his neck. “Don’t get all shy on me now. You were just yelling at me 10 minutes ago about ruining your naps.” He couldn’t help but tease you, it was just too easy.

“Ethan, stop it.” You mumble out. He laughs again, but finally moves to sit you back down on his bed. You climb to the top, and wait for Ethan to join you. He goes to slip under the blanket with you, but you stop him. “No! You have to take your clothes off!” He holds his hands out in front of him, in a defensive manner. “Someone’s not so shy now. You need me to tire you out or something?”

You roll your eyes at your dumb boyfriend, and watch as he removes his tshirt and jeans. “I meant so I could sleep on you more comfortably, you perv!” “You’re calling me a perv, after asking me to strip and defile you?”

You open and close your mouth “I didn’t ask-“ You stop, exhaling sharply through your nose. “Please, E, just get in the damn bed.” “I’m coming, jeez!” Finally, he lays down beside you, and before you could move, he turns and wraps his arms around your body, an innocent grin on his pretty lips. And you can already feel your eyes grow heavy, as his fingers begin to trail up and down your spine and he presses soft kisses to your temple.

“Get some rest, sweet girl, because I will be defiling you when you wake up.” His tone is light and playful.

“Ethannn, can you stop being such a horny teenage boy for two seconds?” Your tone is annoyed. “Yeah, as long as you’re around, that’s not happening.”

“You’re such a whore.” Ethan laughs at your remark, squeezing you even closer, if possible, to his body. He’s finally quiet after that, besides the soft humming coming from his lips.

And he would never admit this to you, but he was having trouble sleeping without you by his side too. He loved the weight of you on his chest, the way your hair smelled. He especially loved when you would take his hand in yours, all while still sleeping, and hold it to your chest. You would hold it so tight sometimes he would lose feeling in his fingers.

He didn’t care though. Because he loved you and all of those things produced a warm, comfortable feeling he never received as a child.

So, he would lay there for hours, and watch the rise and fall of your chest, and listen to the soft snores leave your mouth. All without a single complaint.

[is-nini]

JingYuan x Bimbo Wife! Reader

Warning: Breeding, praise, stupid n forgetful reader. Married jingyuan with reader.

JingYuan is one of the most intelligent man so it is no wonder that sometimes he just wanted to have someone... Easier. Not to say you're cheap but you're just a dumb girl following his every call and demand no question asked.

He has worked so hard today. Coming home to meet his dumb wife who smile innocently and says "welcome home hubby" with a cinnamoroll matching underwear and bra set.

"What a wonderful surprise" he smirked, looking at you full of hunger swirling in his eye. He pulls his layer of hard armor down, leaving the white shirt be. You giggle and hug his waist, leaning your head on his chest, looking up at him with a beautiful eyes of yours.

"Really hubby? Do I look good hubby?" You pout up at him with anticipation. "You're always pretty wifey" he kisses your lips and slowly guide you to the bedroom.

"But I'm so stressed today.." he sigh dramatically, looking at your reaction. You went panic mode and immediately get down on your knee "I can helpp suck you JingYuan!" You happily said getting ready to suck on his cock. He said sucking his cock always help him release stress so you always know what to do.

Jing Yuan sigh and held your hair, fisting your hair as you messily suck on him. "Deeper honey- aghhh.. yeah just like that" he groan. "Wifey, you can go deeper right?" You look up at him and almost instantly pushes his cock deeper to your throat.

At this point your private part is drenched. It is dripping down from your pussy to the pantie. Wet patches can be seen, even JingYuan notice. He let out a hefty laugh and guide your head as you suck faster and faster.

"Agh.. baby, fuck yes faster" he can feel himself getting close but he wanted to finish inside your cute pussy. He immediately pull your head out. You looked up at him confused why did he stopped you from sucking his cock? You no need to question long as his baritone almost drunk like voice answer you.

"Pretty wife, I think it's time to.. reward you" he whispered as he pick you up and lay you down on bed. "B-but wait- I haven't finish sucking your cock" call JingYuan like a teenage boy all you like but fuck the way you say "cock" so innocently almost make him cum right then and there.

"Wifey, other than your mouth, your little pussy needs to be filled too you know?" You looked at him clueless.. pussy? What is even that. You tilt your head confused.

He had recalled countless of times explaining to you what pussy is but you never remember. Such a dumb wife only remember the word "cock" but can't remember pussy.

Oh well time to explain it again. He happily pull down your drenched pantie. A string of wetness connect your pussy and the pantie make him groan. Such a beautiful scene.

"You forgot? This is pussy" he cups your lower part softly. Oh! So that is pussy.. you should remember it. Silly you always forgot!

"And this little pussy is wet.. do you know why this is wet dear wife?" Times like this when he have to explain the most simple thing about your body makes him feel even more powerful even if he is doing the bare minimum.

Answering his question, you think for a while. You're wet? Down there... Oh! It should be because your piss yourself! Even if you have no recollection "Uhm... I pee my pantie?" JingYuan laugh and shakes his head as he played with your little nub under the hood. "No wifey. Everytime your pussy is wet, it means your pussy need a cock" your head pop up after hearing the word "cock" you look at him.

"ah! JingYuan have cock!" You happily say, as if you finally cracked the hardest question. "Yes I do. That's why.." he immediately pushes his cock in. Slowly of course. He wanted you to feel every single inch of his cock.

"Ji-Ah! Oh!" You roll your eye backwards and your back arches deliciously. JingYuan pull down your cute bra and let your sweet breast bounce. He pounded deep and hard inside you with no mercy.

"Ah! H-hubby! Slow slowslow! Please ah-! Cock t-too much" your saliva dripping everywhere as more slick drips out of your pussy.

"Al-almost- Fuck! Cumming- shit good pussy, cute little pussy. Mine" he growled as he went faster, his balls slapped your ass. The sound echoing throughout the room so deliciously to the ear.

You feel something inside you is about to blow- what's the name? Koming? Coming? Cumning Oh! But you don't remember or recall the word so you said "Hubby! Something is- I wanna pee! Wanna pee". Your leg shake as you try to hold it back.

"Hum? Oh, it's okay honey. Just let it out" that's all he have to say as you squirt all over him. He looks at the beautiful sight, your body shaking, chest heaving up and down as you squeal, feeling great after the release.

"so cute" he growled as JingYuan started to thrust faster. Of course with the amount of force, you're bound to be overstimulated again being fucked after cumming.

His cock gets a little bigger right before he emptied his seed inside your pussy. Oh the way your body squirm and bend as you can't handle the pleasure. The way your cute little moans gets into higher pitch as you take all his seed inside.

After filling your stomach out, he takes care of you. Of course it's proven to be quite difficult especially ever since he touches your body, you would squirm. How could you not especially when he cleans your pussy so good that you ended up cumming again and again in the bathroom.

After JingYuan makes sure you're okay, he would then take care of himself. Of course not before he held your stomach that has a little bump. A bump filled with his cum.

[pinkgy]

Niflheim Character Charts just dropped and they are the most interesting kingdom, here's why.

There are a lot of things to talk about I don't even know where to begin.

I've seen a lot of blogs here giving their opinion about them, and i wanted to do the same :D

First of all, the only kink that we maybe would've been able to assume was Beleth's, and honestly, that tobacco kink never crossed my mind.

Where do they even get these kinks?

They just get more creative every time.

I'm going to begin with probably my favorite Niflheim demon since today morning.

You have no idea how BAD I wanna know how he ended up surrendering his role as a king even tho he still wants to be the king, just how powerful Bephegor is?

Now a question I've always had that has nothing to do with this post, Who is actually the strongest king? Because every noble says their king is the strongest (except Andrealphus, if I'm not mistaken he said Beelzebub was the one)

But if we put some head into this question, Lucifer should be the strongest, but when they bring up the strongest king in the game either in the story, cards, or events, no one mentions him.

I don't know.

Something that seems interesting to me about his description is that:

They describe Niflheim as a lawless city, which is quite the opposite of what all of us thought since it's a military land and shit.

Did Niflheim become a "Lawless city" because of him and that's why Belphegor dethroned him, or did it become like that because of Belphegor?

And the fact that Agaros is described as the most insane guy in hell is ... crazy.

And gets even crazier when we remember Glasyalabolas, Abaddon itself, and Andrealphus are out there.

Also, it's said that he doesn't recognize Belphegor as his king, and unlike a certain jealous king that we know could never tolerate that, Belphegor probably doesn't give a fuck or is too lazy to bother, so he let him be.

Now, Vassago

Listen, I don't want to judge him this quick, but if there's something I don't like about some characters of the game, is when they are overly and extremely loyal and obedient to their kings, and it's something really common in whb, I like when the characters don't make that their whole personality and even when they're a bit rebellious, some examples are Glasyalabolas, Barbatos, Paimon, Leraye and more.

The thing is that Vassago seems to be the greatest of these types of characters, but again, I'm not going to judge him so soon, I'll wait until we get more information about him to give a more objective opinion.

Then we have Beleth.

I love his eyes omg, they look really simple but there's something about them.

I know the game doesn't respect much the fact that the nobles have ranks in the Ars Goetia, but Beleth is a king, and Agaros is a duke, and it would've been great if they switched their names, I don't know, I don't pay much attention to this since it's a game at the end of the day, there's no need to follow the canon.

Either way, Beleth is like a king in Niflheim, specifically a De Facto King, which according to my mom, is a leader who leads without being authorized to, and yes, this a very resumed definition, we still don't know why this happened, I had my theory that Beleth does as he pleases with Niflheim and Belphegor lets him because he's too lazy to bother, but it's said in his description that he let's people know that the one in charge is Belphegor so my theory doesn't make much sense.

I hope they clarify this in the event because this Niflheim lore seems reaaaaaally interesting.

Also, I think we all noticed, but now we know why he has so many bite marks, the dude gets laid every day and he probably hides a monster down there.

And Belphie and Him have matching horns AGhhh how cute (I have my theory that that's not a horn, but okay)

And now the main guy of the day.

I still have no idea what his kink is, as much as people explain it, I don't get it.

At this point, I think PB is inventing kinks because there's no way.

Him having Narcolepsy is expected, my bets for his mental illness were that and insomnia, maybe one of the reasons he doesn't appear (aside from him being literally the demon king of sloth) is because he has a very serious case of narcolepsy, but I don't know, we'll have to wait until we meet him.

I said this in a post I did before, but I love that he's 1cm taller than Satan and his dick being 0.1 cm bigger, PB did this on purpose obviously and I can't wait to see interactions between them.

Since we don't have an actual description of him, I can't say much, i just know I love him.

So far I think this is the most interesting kingdom, there seems to be a lot of lore behind them and I absolutely love that, I hope we get a lot of information in the event because of my calculations are right, there’s going to be a looooooong while until we can finally meet them in the main story (and since PB is taking so long with the chapters, I don’t expect them to come to the main story until next year)

[wilcze-kudly]

Love how Baatar Sr didn't have one good day in B4.

Especially like the goddamn cage. Like it's hard to imagine that Kuvira and Baatar Jr didn't know that he had a fear of heights.

AND LIN JUST YEETED HIM THIS POOR MAN

He got so fucked up lmao

He needs a bubble bath I think

Toph bullying him lol. Honestly I could've seen that coming. (Also rip Huan he's going through smth in the back)

THIS IS SO CUTE AND SWEET THOUGH AGHHH🥺🥺🥺🥺

The way they hold her they love their daughter so much awww.

[tragicvampireromanceisland]

some snippets from the current joyness fic i've been hammering away at 🤭!! i'm expecting the entire thing to clock in between 16 to 18k words so i am sharing just a few bits on account of I Am Impatient. chose ones that are probably the easiest to read out of context lol. alt text under the cut 👍🏾

Snippet 1:

"Well, I just...I was thinking...Joy, do we even deserve to go to Dream Productions?"

Joy's smile shrinks a bit at that. Oh. She didn't like Dream Productions? Well—given how many night shifts they'd shared together (Yep! Anxiety had said. According to the numbers, Sadness only ever shares Dream Duty with you. Uhh...what did you need this for again, Joy?), she figured Sadness would be just as excited...well, maybe everyone else complaining just got to her or something, that's fine, Joy could fix that—

"—Aw, Sadness, look—I promise the vibe's gonna change as soon as we get there! Sure, everyone's been a little crabby, but the car's just a little crammed and the road's just a liiittle bumpy from all the new puberty construction projects—they just need that to wear off a bit! Pluuus, the song's already been helping a lot—here, do you wanna sing along? Eighty-three mem—"

"—No, Joy, like...do we deserve it?"­­

And when Joy frowns at her, confused, she places her hand on top of the one Joy's been restlessly drumming against the seat this whole ride, and goes

"Us?"

Now it's Joy's turn for her face to heat up, apparently. "Wha—" she chokes on that, then shakes her head. "Uh." She looks down at their hands. "Haah?"

Wait—did Sadness actually find out why Joy chose Dream Productions? Well, other than the whole spiel of Yeah, sorry, guys, I did call Imagination Land, and yeah, turns out they're just not letting any visitors in right now—which, aghhh, dagnabit, you know? I'm just as heartbroken as you are that we can't see— eugh—Mount Crushmore, but make do with what you can, right?

"Oh! Uh—welll," she tries again, hoping to play it smooth, "why wouldn't...weeee?" she stretches the word out and winks.

"Um." Sadness just stares blankly back at her. "Well, 'cause we made such a mess last time..."

Snippet 2:

"Whaaat? It's not like I need some big plan! It's—come on, it's Sadness! I spend a lot of time with her already! And besides, it's not like I haven't been patient so far! Like—I know she likes me! She just gets real shy about it! And, well—heheheh, iiiit's kinda cute, you know—? But—" she shakes her head, cheeks growing hot as Disgust raises an eyebrow at that. —Anyways, she just...needs the right moment to be comfortable with it! You know?"

When Disgust frowns this time as she considers that, it looks a bit less judgy than usual. Well—sure, it's still kind of judgy—come on, it's Disgust—but she looks more confused than anything.

"Uhhh, what, so you're telling me that you're—" she points at Joy for emphasis, "—being patient?"And then her face twists into a smirk again."Joy, it’s been months since you told me something was up. I've never seen you be this patient about anything in your life."

"Wha—not true!" Joy shoots back, even though she knows Disgust is just riling her up on purpose at this point. As much as Joy loved teasing her (come on, easy target. All Joy had to do was mention broccoli or boogers and s­he'd all but completely lose it), she was always the one emotion who'd actually, on rare occasions, tease Joy back. And she always managed to say just the right things to get under Joy's skin when she did. Which—well, she guesses it's sweet or something, that they're good enough friends for Disgust to do that, but excuse her if it's a bit hard to get fond over that while her good friend is busy snickering at her.

"Ugh. Whatever," she grumbles. And that only seems to fuel Disgust's satisfaction further, so Joy shakes her head and goes back to smiling. "Okay, fine, yeah! Maybe I'm being a little bit more patient than usual. But that's 'cause Sadness...needs that, you know? And besides, all that dancing around each other's gonna end tonight! Wiiith all of this!" Joy spreads her arms out. "A little change of setting, something special! And, well, considering we're probably the only two out of any of us who actually like Dream Duty, I obviously chose the right place—"

"—So you did lie to us about Imagination Land."

"Uh—" Joy stops short, then chuckles nervously. "Welllll, I know how much you love keeping secrets, so maybeee if you just kept that fun little one between you and me—"

Snippet 3:

Joy reaches back to yank Sadness right up to the front of the door with her. She manages to peer in and catch a glimpse of the rest of her friends watching one of the sets get dressed—but then she gets the door slammed shut on her. She groans.

"Okay, but—there's no way that we're banned! Everyone else got in just fine!"

"Well, frankly, I don't know who thought it was okay for them to get a tour, either. Serves me right for letting the new hires work the call desks. You emotions just think you're all that, huh?" Joy blinks, bewildered, as the Mind Worker jabs a finger at her chest and narrows her eyes. "That orange one's already on thin ice. The sheer level of entitlement to give me her stupid notebook about how she thinks I should run my studio—and now she's trying to spread those pages around to everyone else in there like it's some manifesto—"

"—Ahhh, yeah—Anxiety's...Anxiety's like that," Joy mutters, "buuuut just let us in, and we'll fix that right up!"

Joy winks at Sadness and splits into a grin as the Mind Worker smiles back at the both of them—and then it falters halfway through as she hears the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"Ohh, sure, right away! Since you two are so great at fixing things, huh? Yep, okay—lemme just pop right over to Administration and toss out your charges for trespassing, disorderly conduct, breaking and entering, destruction of studio property, deliberate dream interference, unlawful release of Subconscious wildlife, and reckless endangerment by clown!" She gulps in a breath of air after running through all of those at once and then scowls. "That last one's new, you know—we had to come up with an entirely new charge just because you two decided to screw up in a way no one's ever screwed up before!"

Joy winces as she feels Sadness shuffle to hide behind her and whimper. She's not taking too kindly to being yelled at. Joy grimaces.

"Umm, so what you're basically saying iiiis, we're special?"

"Out."

Snippet 4:

The world doesn't quite fade away this time; Joy's still painfully aware of the unintelligible chatter flooding through the halls, the bitter smell of coffee wafting past as drink trays get rushed back and forth. The way the crate is leaned up against the wall, the dream posters look like they're looming right over them when Joy looks up, gigantic and skewed. And when she feels Sadness rest her hand lightly on her arm, Joy feels both giddy and a little smug. Of course this was working! All Sadness needed was a little push—Disgust should've never doubted her. So Joy smiles to herself—then smiles down at Sadness, leans in, and—

"Oh, Joy, this is so sad..."

Joy reels back as Sadness pats her on the arm. "Uh. What?"

"Well, all the dreams are changing..." She sighs and looks back at the wall. The red light from the COMING SOON sign flashing right above the newer posters seems to find its way down to them, somehow. Joy watches as it glints against Sadness' glasses. "And they've torn down your favorite one already..."

Joy slumps a little at that and sighs. Leave it to Sadness to find a problem that wasn't even hers to get miserable over. She rolls her eyes as she nudges Sadness on the shoulder.

"Alright, maybe it's a bit of a bummer, but so what? Pfff, it's not like you liked Fairy Dream Adventure that much," she says with a snort. "You don't have to cry about it."

Sadness rubs at her eyes, the beginnings of her tears falling down her cheeks. "But...but you did...and you cared about it, so...so, if you care about it, then I care about it, and if it makes you sad, it makes me sad..."

"O—Oh," Joy says softly, heat flooding her face. She actually has to look away for a minute at that, stare down at her feet dangling over the crate's edge. Leave it to Sadness to just say the sweetest thing in the world to her like it's nothing.

[wizardfrog69]

Hellloo!! Please can you do a one-shot where fyodor and his s/o had a little fight (like normal couple) and s/o got upset about his talk and she start avoiding him and doesn't even sleep in the same bed as him (for 3 days) because she still upset and when he is in front of her she make a serious cold face - _-! What will fyodor do in such a situation!!! Please i need to know!!! Aghhh!! I neeeed to knoooooooooow😭

Thanks for the request!!

'•.¸♡Just a little fight♡¸.•'

Fyodor x reader

Fluff

Masterlist

Enjoy!

Fyodor had an argument with you three days ago, ever since you have been avoiding him and even sleeping on the couch! He could tell you were pissed off at him, but he seemingly didn't care. He wouldn't try and talk to you or make up for the fight you had, which made you even more pissed off and sad. It made you feel as if he didn't care about you.

On the other hand, Fyodor, once he had to sleep alone the first time in a long time, felt weirdly lonely. He didn't like this lonesome feeling dragging him around, but why did he feel this way? He liked being alone, others would just descract him, especially you, so why wasn't he happy to be alone again? He kept contemplating these thoughts, but seeing you ignoring him, he couldn't see your cute smile and hear your adorable laugh. You wouldn't tell him what your day brought you, and the intern informed him on the world around so he could plan his little evil schemes.

"Why did he miss you so much?" Was the only thought on his mind as he kept ignoring you, and he did nothing to mend the relationship. He could tell you felt more and more hurt day by day. What was going on???? Fyodor was very confused, which interfered with his work, so he decided to make you stop.

One night, you were in the living room reading a book next to the lamp. You weren't really into the book, but it had good reviews, and you were only on the second chapter. The soft sounds of footsteps hitting the floor caught your ear. You could tell it was Fyodor, so you looked up and took off your reading glasses (if you wear them, idk). There was something odd about him as he just stood there in the doorway staring at you, he was so stiff and awkward.

"What do you want?" You speak in a brusque manner at him. He looks like he's about to say something, but he's too stubborn to say it, so you go back to reading. "Sorry." A voice you haven't heard in three days spoke up. You looked up at Fyodor with vide eyes. Shock is an understatement to what you felt at that moment. The word sounded so foreign. You didn't care that it didn't sound genuine, and it felt forced. He still apologised. How?

Before you could say anything, Fyodor left as he thought you didn't accept his so-called apology and he had other things to do. When he was walking away, he suddenly felt a pair of familiar arms and a weight on his back. It worked! His apology worked. He felt a weight break off his shoulders. But that meant he was wrong. He thought the apology wouldn't work. Next time, he won't let you be so pissed off for so long as it clearly messed with his mind.

"You could have said it earlier, you know." You teased him a bit and kept hugging him. You forgave him a long time ago. You just felt hurt that he kept ignoring you.

That night, you made sure to cuddle all of the cuddles you missed over the past two nights.

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

Sorry for leaving again.

Also, this account is over a year old now! Yay! Thank you all for your support, and I should have made this a separate post, but idc.

Thank you to everyone greatly.

Have a good night/day and stay hydrated and do something you love!

—With lots of love, Azrael the wizard frog :)

[thefallennightmare]

Aghhh I'm so down for Matt rn, could you write about some really couple-like thing to do with him? I just saw a movie in a summer cinema on a rooftop that was cute date idea! Or attending wedding together is on my mind recently! Just something cute af, thank you🌸💗🌼✨

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"I can't believe they actually are married," you sighed happily for your friends.

Matt agreed with a hum, hands lovingly gripping your sides. Both of your bodies swayed side to side as the soft tune of the song played. The rooftop was littered with fairy lights, casting the wedding and its guests in a glow.

More importantly, you.

The entire night as you two watched your friends get married, the only thing Matt could think about was how you deserved to be next. His mind raced a mile a minute of how his wedding to you would go. What your colors would be. How many people? What food would you have? Where would you have it?

There wasn't a doubt in his mind that you would say yes. You'd been together for the last four years but with his constant life on the move, he never felt like it was the time to settle down.

Until now.

First things first, he needed to get you a ring.

If the way you smiled at the happy couple wasn't an indication that you were dreaming of your wedding, it was a done deal when you caught the bouquet with a squeal and ran over to Matt with a hopeful look in your eye.

"Look!" You waved the flowers around.

He smiled and captured your lips in a kiss, one thought running through his mind.

Soon, fairy.

[anxiousalene]

MY THOUGHTS ON THE WISDOM SAGA ⌛️

USUALLY, I PUT THIS IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER BUT WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL THERE IS NO WAY ATHENA JUST DIED. I REFUSE IT HOW DARE ZEUS SHE WAS MY FAVORITE WHAT THE HELL. (That was me last night) OKAY SO I LOVE MICO’S VOICE ITS SO ADORABLE AND IN THE ANIMATIC WE GET TO SEE ARGOS! I KNOW THIS HAS BEEN SAID BEFORE BUT I LOVE THE FACT THAT WHEN TELEMACHUS SOMEONE SEND ME A SIGN WE HEAR ATHENA’S MOTIF. ALSO ANTINOUS CAN MEET ME IN THE PARKING LOT IF HE KEEPS TALKING ABOUT PENELOPE LIKE THAT. DONT YOU DARE DISRESPECT MY GIRL. ALSO WE FINALLY GET TO HEAR THE “Whatchu gonna do about it champ?” AND ITS SO GOOD. ALSO THE FACT THAT TELEMACHUS SAYS “IF I FIGHT THIS MONSTER IS IT YOU I’LL FIND” BECAUSE HIM AND ODYSSEUS GET REUNITED WHEN THEY ARE SLAUGHTERING THE SUITORS AND BECAUSE ODYSSEUS HAS BECOME THE MONSTER THAT TELEMACHUS WILL FIND. I LOVE THE VIDEO GAME FEELS WITH LITTLE WOLF, ANTINOUS BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF TELEMACHUS AND ATHENA BEING LIKE NAHHH AND JUMPING IN AND ATHENA TEACHING HIM TO FIGHT WITH QUICK THOUGHT IS SO CUTE. THE DUET BETWEEN MICHO AND TEAGAN IS GOOD LIKE HOW ARE THEY HITTING THOSE NOTES??? The fact that Athena is still so upset about the whole Odysseus thing is heartbreaking 💔. ITS SO COOL TO SEE HER GO THROUGH THE PAST SAGAS and then we see…CALYPSO! Barbara Wangui’s voice is just so vibey like THE CAST FOR THIS SHOW IS JUST PERFECT. Poor Odysseus being stuck with Calypso and literally just suffering. That man is TRAUMATIZED. ALSO IS POLITIES EVER GOING TO STOP HAUNTING ODYSSEUS AND THE NARRATIVE LIKE I DONT NEED THAT GUT PUNCH EVERY SAGA. AND THE FACT ODYSSEUS CALLED OUT FOR ATHENA IS JUST AHHHHH. Then the one I have been waiting for GOD GAMES! I Love how Apollo and Hephaestus are both like he did this thing and I’m like kinda upset and Athenas like nah he didn’t mean it, and they’re like Okay!! He can go! I CANNOT GET OVER ALL THE THOUGHT THAT GOES BEHIND THE MUSIC ITS SELF, LIKE THE TINKERING IN THE BACKGROUND FOR HEPHAESTUS AND THE FACT THAT ITS JORGE’S DAD ITS JUST AGHHH. THEN J. MAYA COOKING AS APHRODITE, HER VOICE JUST SOOTHES MY BRAIN. AND THEN ARES COMING IN AND ATHENA BEATING HIM AND THEY BOTH BEGRUDGINGLY LET HIM GO, love how Jay paired them up. Hera’s music is so like funky and fun and Athena knows EXACTLY how to get her stepmom to pick her side in the father-daughter argument. BUT BECAUSE ZEUS IS SUCH A SORE FREAKING LOSER AND HE CANT ACCEPT THAT HIS DAUGHTER WON FAIR AND SQUARE…HE ATTACKS HER, Like Holt’s voice is GENUINELY terrifying, you can get the rumbling in his voice like THUNDER. I LITERALLY STARTED CRYING WHEN I SAW ATHENA GETTING HANDED A BABY TELEMACHUS AND THE WARRIOR OF THE MIND MELODY PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND AND THE FACT THAT ATHENAS (ALLEGED) LAST WORDS WERE HER BEGGING ZEUS TO LET ODYSSEUS FREE. LIKE HOW COULD JAY DO THAT TO ME. THIS SAGA WAS DEVASTATING BUT ABSOLUTELY AMAZING PER USUAL. I APPRECIATE THE CAST AND THE PEOPLE BEHIND THE SCENES SO MUCH

[prentissluvr]

sam with a yapper is the best thing ever, he will literally sit for hours and if like your hair falls in front of your face he’d move it and sometimes if you look really pretty he’ll rest his hand on his face and everything in his head would literally js be “blah blah blah proper name place name backstory stuff” and if you had a stray hair he’d put it back in place and if you’re like sat on his lap while you’re talking he’d definitely touch you a lot and if other ppl aren’t listening to u he’d be the only one listening because he wants to hear every word you say and if he wants you to shush he’d kiss you

-💽

AGHHH i could talk about this forever and you're so right and this is soooo so cute and i love it so so much, in fact i have a whole set of headcanons of sam + yapper s/o which you may have seen and AHHH I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH

that tiktok audio is liiiterally him lmao. like it's funny because he zones out and just stares at you with the biggest heart eyes ever and like he's just so freaking in love. but also! he's doing his best to absorb absolutely everything you say because he wants to know every little thing about you and remember every little thing about you <333

AGH AND SITTING IN HIS LAP WHILE YOU TALK OH GOD i'm sobbing i need to sit in his lap more than i need oxygen to breathe someone save me

[bwabys-scenarios]

Reunited

Part 18

Illumi x Reader

part 17

part 19

a/n: it’s fun having Illumi get to experience things with (Name)!! she brings out his inner child and aghhh they’re so cute

warning: mention of reader having a period

taglist: @tsukilover11 @mercyboluthecrazychicken @sxyriii @merinfawleygoestohogwarts

A week quietly passed by, and (Name) was suddenly very hellbent on going into town.

Said girl made her way from her room to Illumi’s. She’d thrown on a pair of jeans, a white silk camisole, and a pink cardigan. Her purse bounced at her hip as she climbed the staircase, her numerous keychains rattling loudly.

It was around 8 am, and she had just finished breakfast. Illumi had been out on a job the day prior, and had gotten in late, so he slept in. (Name) didn’t know if she would call sleeping until 8 am sleeping in, but the Zoldycks weren’t exactly normal.

Before (Name) could knock on Illumi’s door, the man himself opened it. He was wearing a simple tshirt and jogging pants, assumably having just woke up by the state of his hair.

She stopped, looking perplexed. “I thought that may be you.” he said, a small smirk on his lips.

“Oh, hello Illumi. How did you know I was coming?”

“I could hear your purse from a mile away.”

She bashfully pulled it up, looking over her keychains with a sigh. “That’s the price to pay to have all of these cute accessories, they’re loud. I’m sad for the day I’ll have to take these off during missions.”

Illumi looked her over, an eyebrow raised. “Mhm… what brings you here?”

The girl dropped her purse back to her hip, clapping her hands together. “I want you to take me into town!”

“Oh? And why is that?”

She clamped her lips shut, squinting her eyes at him. “… okay, so I can’t tell you why, but I really need to go!”

He put his hands on his hips. “If you can’t give me a good reason, why should I take you?”

“Well, if you don’t take me I’ll just go by myself, but I assumed you may want to accompany me.”

She crossed her arms, a playful look in her eyes. He nodded, looking serious.

“Mm, you’re correct. I would rather you not go alone.”

He walked into his room without another word, leaving the door open. She peered in to see him throwing his shirt off and quickly turned away, her face flushed.

He exited the room wearing a pair of black slacks and a deep purple turtleneck. Illumi could make such a simple combo look elegant.

(Name) looked him up and down, nodding in appreciation. “You look handsome, Illumi. Purple really suits you.”

The compliment went right to his ego, and he made an mental note to wear purple more often.

“Thank you, (Name).”

—————

The trip to town took around two hours, (Name) showing Illumi some pictures of her two cats on the way there.

He recognized one as her childhood cat, Missy, a black cat with a tuff of white fur on her chest. The second was a gray tabby, which she hesitantly called Tammy. Ever perceptive, Illumi decided to point this out.

“Is that really her name? It took you a moment to say it.”

She laughed nervously, turning her phone off. “I don’t think you want to know what her name actually is.”

Ilumi was a curious creature, some may say too curious. He eyed her with those black orbs, pinching her cheek suddenly.

“Hey, ouch! Stop it!”

“I will if you tell me.”

She relented, slapping his hand away half heartedly.

“Her full name is… Tampon.”

He tilted his head at this. “Why would you hide that name? Is it offensive or something?”

She looked back at him in shock, checking his face for any hints of sarcasm. “Illumi… do you know what tampons are?”

“… yes?”

The two had a stand off, (Name) trying her best not to laugh. She scooted forward, opening her phone to search up said object and showed him a picture.

“Tampons are a product for people who menstruate. You kinda just…” she made a thrusting motion upwards. “stick it into your… vagina. I don’t use them unless it’s an emergency though, I prefer pads.”

Illumi stared at her phone, nodding his head. “I see. I have one question.”

“Go ahead.”

He grabbed her shoulders, looking her straight in the eye.

“Why would you name your cat that?”

She shrugged. “I thought it would be funny.”

He sighed, running his long fingers through his hair. ‘Hisoka was right, she is a vulgar girl. Who talks to men about these kinds of things without a hint of embarrassment?’

She clicked on something, showing him her phone again. “while we’re on the subject Illumi, it’s very important that you remember this brand of pads. It’s my favorite.”

“(Name) why would I have to remember the brand of your choice of feminine hygiene products?” He let out an exasperated sigh, embarrassed.

“Imagine, we’re on a mission together. I start my period and, for some reason, I didn’t bring any pads. I’m crying, probably hormonal, and there’s blood EVERYWHERE.”

“(Name) this is the worst conversation I’ve ever had a part in. Why did me asking about your cat lead to this?”

She shushed him, continuing. “If you brought back the wrong pads, I might actually kill you. That’s why this is important.”

She gave him a thumbs up, which didn’t help anything. He was covering his embarrassed face with his hands, shrinking into the soft leather of the limousine seats.

“I’ve already told Kurapika and Leorio this, though they kind of spaced out after the ‘theres blood everywhere’ bit.”

“I don’t blame them.”

She snickered, reaching out to boop his nose. “I don’t just love talking about my period you know, but if I have to go through it, you can handle knowing what my favorite brand is.”

He frowned, grabbing her hand, placing it on his cheek. “Were all the other details necessary though?”

“Necessary enough. You memorized the brand, right?”

“Yes, it’s (brand).”

“Then my job is done. To save you future embarrassment, I’ll just yell ‘CODE RED’ if I need you to get me some.”

Illumi questioned why he was so smitten with this girl that talked about such things with ease, but one look at her smiling face was answer enough. She scrolled through her messages, Illumi catching a glimpse of a picture of a shirtless man.

He snatched her phone, nearly breaking it. “Who was that?”

(Name) gasped, reaching for her phone, but Illumi’s arms were way too long. “H-hey! You can’t just take my phone! What are you even talking about?”

“There was a shirtless man. Who was that?”

(Name) paused, looked at him, then bursted into laughter. She finally swiped her phone, scrolling to the picture. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

Illumi rolled his eyes and leaned forward, looking at the picture again, this time able to see who it was.

“Oh. It’s me.”

Illumi had forgotten he’d sent her a picture he’d taken of himself shirtless after a shower. He remembered taking pride in the fact it made her blush uncontrollably, barely able to look him in the eye the rest of the day.

“Yeah, you were jealous of yourself, Luuumiiii~”

He scowled, huffing as he turned away. “I was not jealous, and don’t call me that.”

“Why, Hisoka called you that. Am I not as good of a friend as Hisoka is?” She teased.

Illumi groaned, slapping a hand to his forehead. “Hisoka is not my friend, and I prefer you use my full name.”

“But Lumi is sooo cute. You can use a nickname for me if you want!”

She pushed a bit, pouting up at him. He looked down, an idea forming in his mind.

“Alright, you can call me that.”

She squealed, clapping her hands together excitedly, but her happiness wouldn’t last long. Illumi grabbed her chin, making her meet his eyes.

“You can call me whatever you want, if I get to sleep in your bed tonight.”

He expected her to shy away and blush, like most women would. Illumi knew enough about women to know that sleeping in the same bed as a man before marriage was usually frowned upon. Assuming he’d won this argument, he smirked.

“Ok, deal! It’ll be like a sleepover!

The smirk was wiped off his face faster than you could say “wow”. Illumi watched the girl, his cheeks a light shade of pink. “Oh really? You don’t mind me sleeping next to you, (Name)?”

“Why would I? We can watch some movies and eat junk food! Oh, it’ll be so much fun!”

Now the girl was planning the sleepover, typing into her phone the supplies she’d need. He sneaked a peek at her list, able to see what she’d written beforehand.

At the top of the list were the words “Valentines Day Supplies”, with several heart emojis. He blinked.

‘Valentines Day? Why would she need anything for that?’

Illumi had never celebrated the holiday, but he knew what it was. Lovers gathered and gave each other small gifts, like chocolate or stuffed animals. What, or better yet who, was she buying ingredients to make chocolate and treats for?

—————

Once they reached the store, (Name) had made Illumi promise not to look at what she bought and to let her shop alone. He agreed, but unbeknownst to her, he wasn’t the type to keep promises he didn’t stand to gain from.

Illumi watched as (Name) walked the aisles, carefully looking over her choices as she passed by the shelves. Her shopping cart held several bags of chocolate and various ingredients to make baked goods with, along with fabric and stuffing. What was she planning on making?

She hummed lightly as she passed by the card section, opening a few and giggling at the funny ones. He couldn’t help but smile at her sweet laugh, finding himself drawn to her even now. Illumi managed to stay in the shadows, knowing if he suddenly walked up to her, she would be angry.

(Name) disappeared behind the next aisle, and he followed diligently, staying far enough behind to not be caught. An employee stopped her, his hand dangerously close to brushing against her chest.

“Hello ma’am, we do happen to have that in stock. It’s just in the warehouse. If you come with me to the back of the store, I can get it for you.”

Illumi could smell the little punk’s malicious intent from a mile away, but (Name) seemed oblivious. She beamed at the man, happily following him.

The assassin glanced around, seeing a few men loitering around, who the employee subtly nodded to as he passed them by. The men began following at a distance, much like Illumi had.

He didn’t think the man was an employee at all, and if he was, the man obviously was using his position of power to lure women into the warehouse. For what Illumi didn’t know or care. All he knew is that no one would do ANYTHING to (Name) on his watch.

“Just this way ma’am, I-“

Illumi pulled him into a corner, putting a hand over his mouth. He towered over the employee, using his height and intimidating eyes to his advantage.

“I don’t know who you are or what intentions you have with that woman, but she is my wife. If you touch her, you will face the wrath of the Zoldycks. Do you understand?”

Just uttering his family name was enough to turn the man pale. Illumi’s intense bloodlust pooling around him didn’t exactly help.

“Sorry, I didn’t know she was yours!”

Illumi let him go, staring down at with the calculated eyes of a killer. “Leave. Don’t ever let me see your face again.”

(Name) turned the corner to see Illumi leaning against a wall, reading a book. She squeaked, quickly jumping in front of her cart so he couldn’t see the contents.

“Lumi, what are you doing here?”

Something about her using that nickname instead of Hisoka made his heart thump against his chest, but instead of it being painful like before, it felt pleasant. Was this what being in love felt like?

“I was just checking out the reading section. Do you need help with anything, my dear?”

(Name) started to talk, but upon processing the pet name her face turned a bright scarlet. Illumi strolled forward, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

“Until we leave this store, pretend we are a married couple. It is for your own safety.”

He pulled back, planting a chaste kiss on her forehead for good measure. This didn’t help the heat in her face, or the warmth that was spreading through her body.

“O-okay… my love.”

Illumi tried his best to stay calm after hearing her call him her love. It was all he wanted to hear, what he wanted to be reality. She sighed, allowing him to push her buggy for her.

“I won’t look, I promise.”

—————

At the cash register, Illumi refused to let (Name) pay, handing the employee checking them out a few unmarked bills. (Name) was pouting, tapping her foot against the floor impatiently.

“I know your family has money troubles. I don’t mind buying things for you, I have more than enough.” Illumi said once they left the store. He kept a possessive arm around her waist even as they walked across the parking lot.

“You’re very sweet Illumi, but I don’t like accepting hand outs.”

“(Name), are we not friends?”

(Name) quieted at this, shyly peeking at him from the corner of her eye. He had a neutral expression, one that we wore most of the time, but his eyes were soft.

“If I am correct, friends help each other in times of need. Therefore it isn’t a hand out.”

Part of Illumi wanted her to be dependent on him, to feel like she owed him something to have the upper hand, but he pushed that away. He didn’t want to manipulate her into being what he wanted, he wanted her, as herself. (Name).

She sighed, leaning against him. He was beginning to crave the feeling of her body against his, the trust she had that he could support her enough so she wouldn’t fall sending a rush of adrenaline to his limbs.

“Alright. Thank you, ‘Lumi.”

(Name) let her hand drop to meet his, which he took instantly. She was so soft and warm, so unlike him. His hands were always cold and a little clammy when in hers. She brought his knuckles to her lips, placing a sweet kiss.

“Thanks for looking out for me.”

Illumi thanked whatever god there was for this moment, letting the feeling of her lips sink into his skin. He wouldn’t forget this moment, not til the day he died.

The car ride back passed quickly. (Name) spent it organizing the supplies into two piles, on for the sleepover, and the other for a different purpose. She refused to elaborate, clamping her mouth shut when he pried.

————

Dinner was short, with Illumi rushing to return with (Name) to her room. He would never admit it, but he was a little excited to experience his first sleepover. Illumi’s parents watched the pair leave with smug faces.

“Their relationship is progressing nicely. I heard (Name)’s basic training should be complete within the next few weeks, and she can begin honing her special abilities.” Silva remarked.

“Yes, I am quite excited to see how (Name) will perform on her first job. If she does well enough…”

The woman smiled, a shiver running down Kalluto’s spine. “Then she’ll be a perfect addition to the family.”

————

“Alright, let’s get down to business.”

(Name) and Illumi had changed into their pajamas, (Name) in a pair of shorts and tank top, and Illumi in a pair of sweatpants and sweater.

The girl pulled a shopping bag into her lap, taking out 3 dvd cases.

“Illumi, which would you like to watch first?”

The assassin glanced at the selection.

The first was a ghibli move, apparently her favorite. That would be a safe choice.

The second was a romance movie, one that she hadn’t seen before. Although that was what someone who wanted to initiate intimacy may pick, Illumi was easily embarrassed by displays of affection.

The third option was a horror movie, one that (Name) had picked hesitantly.

“… let’s go with this one.”

Illumi chose the third option, (Name) nodding. “A-alright. Just don’t laugh if I scream, okay?”

“No promises.”

The next thing (Name) did was dump out a bag full of junk food. Illumi had spent most of his life avoiding unhealthy foods to train his body to be perfect. He eyed the pile with a skeptical look.

“… do we have to eat junk food for the sleepover to be successful?”

(Name) shrugged, opening a bag of chips and throwing a handful into her mouth. “Not really, but it makes it more fun.”

Illumi took a Twinkie, holding it by the end awkwardly. “What is this?”

“It’s a Twinkie. Kind of like a little cake with filling.” She replied. He frowned, opening the plastic wrapping and staring at it.

(Name) watched with bated breath as he lifted the Twinkie to his mouth, taking a small nibble off the end of it.

“So?”

He frowned, setting it down. “It tastes artificial.”

“That’s kind of the whole point.” (Name) replied with a shrug, picking the Twinkie up and taking a bite. “Ish good!”

Illumi shivered, looking at where she bit the Twinkie, seeing she’d taken a bite of the side he’d also nibbled from. “I don’t think I really like junk food. The sweets are too sugary, and the savory stuff is too salty.”

“Mm. Well there’s some dark chocolate if you’d like that.”

“Yes, that will do.”

The two enjoyed their snacks, the movie starting up. Illumi had ordered a butler to set up a projector so they could enjoy the movie in (Name)’s room. They had their own theater, but he wanted to lay in her bed with her as they watched the movie.

(Name) scooted towards Illumi as the movie began, wrapping an arm around his. The little tremble in her limbs didn’t go unnoticed by the assassin, who was quite excited to see how she would react to the scary scenes.

————

30 minutes in and (Name) had jumped and spilled her chips twice. The more scared she got, the more she pressed herself against Illumi.

The protagonist of the movie walked outside, and the camera drifted from her, to behind her, and then back in front of her where the monster now stood.

(Name) threw herself into Illumi’s arms, burying herself into his chest. She let out a scream so loud that a butler rushed in.

“Miss (Name) are y-“

The butler looked at the pair, (Name)’s eyes brimming with tears and face pale, with Illumi calmly patting her back.

“Turn it off, please.” (Name) whispered out, clutching Illumi’s shirt. He nodded towards the butler, who switched on the light and turned the projector off.

“Would you like to watch something else, (Name)?”

She nodded, her face steal concealed by his chest.

The two decided on watching the ghibli movie, with Illumi assuming it may calm her nerves.

(Name) stole glances at Illumi throughout the movie, hoping he’d enjoy it. About halfway through, she noticed his eyes struggling to stay open. He had leaned against her, his weight pressing into her. She’d forgotten he hadn’t had a full night of sleep.

“Illumi, are you tired?”

The man peered down at her with sleepy eyes. “A little.”

She giggled and walked over to the projector, turning it and then the light. “Let’s go to bed then. We can finish that some other time.”

(Name) crawled into bed, Illumi following close behind. He watched her get comfortable, snuggling into her pillow.

The bedding was freshly washed, but still smelled distinctly of (Name). Said girl wiggled around to face him, her face flushed.

“What would you do if that monster from that movie appeared?”

Illumi blinked, struggling to understand why she would ask him that. “I don’t know, kill it I guess. Why do you ask?”

She shifted in her spot, her eyes drifting away from him. “If I’m being honest, I’m a little scared.”

“(Name).”

Illumi took her face in his hands, leaning in so close she could feel his hair tickle her cheek.

“Nothing is going to hurt you while I’m here.”

She stared at him, her cheeks warm in his hands. He watched as she relaxed, leaning into his touch.

“Thank you, Illumi. That makes me feel a lot better.”

He pulled his hands away, instead reaching out to hold her hand.

“Goodnight.”

———————

Illumi was gone by the time she woke up, leaving behind a note explaining he had a job come up. (Name) folded the note and set it on her beside table, running down the stairs excitedly.

“This is perfect, I can get all of my chocolates made while he’s away! Ahh, I’m so excited!”

It was currently February 12th, two days before Valentine’s Day.

(Name) loved Valentine’s Day, seeing it as a chance to show her loved ones how much she appreciated them. Every year, she would buy whatever ingredients she could afford and make her family baked goods and little stuffed animals.

She would be away from her family this year, so she planned on making her friends treats instead.

(Name) wanted to have all the chocolates ready by the 13th, knowing the three boys would be trying out the testing gate the 14th.

The only obstacle in her way were the butlers.

“Miss (Name), why are you asking to use the kitchen?”

(Name) sighed heavily. She’d already informed the butlers she’d want to borrow one of the many kitchens in the manor on the 12th and 13th, but it seemed they were determined to keep her from her goal.

“I said I wanted to borrow the kitchen to prepare some chocolates for Valentine’s Day. I won’t make a mess I-“

“Making a mess is not a problem, Miss (Name).”

The butler who’d been on the phone with Gon(who (Name) learned was named Gotoh) appeared next to her, grabbing her grocery bags to carry for her.

“Then what’s the problem? Am I not allowed to make sweets for my friends?”

She crossed her arms, watching Gotoh sigh. “No, the problem is your safety. Master Illumi made it very clear that even a scratch on your skin would be the death of any butler who allowed it, so excuse us for not wanting to anger our master.”

“How would I get hurt cooking? I’m the daughter of a baker and chef. I know that I could burn or cut my finger, but I’m sure Illumi wouldn’t be upset over that.”

“It seems you might not know Master Illumi that well then.”

That made (Name) pause. He wasn’t wrong, she’d only known Illumi for a week or so, but she wanted to believe that he wouldn’t kill just because she received all small scratch. That would be ridiculous!

“… I’m going to call him. If I get his permission to use the kitchen, that means you won’t be able to stop me, right?”

Gotoh hesitantly nodded, slightly amused.

(Name) scrolled through her contacts, clicking call on Illumi’s name. It barely had a chance to ring before Illumi picked up.

“(Name)? Is there something you need? I can’t talk for long, my job is starting soon.”

Gotoh’s eyes widened. Illumi wasn’t the type to answer a phone call so fast during a job, preferring to ignore it and call the person back after it was finished.

“Hi Illumi! I just need to ask you a quick question.”

“Go on.”

(Name) glanced at Gotoh before continuing.

“I need to use the kitchen for… secret reasons. I can do that, right?”

It was silent for a moment, (Name) waiting patiently.

“I suppose so. You are the child of a baker and chef, correct? As long as you’re careful I don’t mind.”

(Name) squealed, jumping up and down in excitement. “Yay, thanks Illumi! Please be careful on your job and call me when you’re on your way home!”

“Of course. Goodbye, (Name).”

She hung up, giving Gotoh a smug look. “See, he said it’s fine. I promise I’ll be careful.”

“Alright, but I will standby to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.” He reluctantly moved out of her way, following her into the kitchen.

——————

“Oh, she’s making chocolates for Illumi and her friends? How interesting!”

Kikyo laughed, the butler who had informed her stiffening. “Illumi is quite protective of that girl, make sure she doesn’t burn herself or anything. I wouldn’t want my poor Illumi upset!”

The butler nodded, hanging up the phone.

“Gotoh, Mistress Kikyo said to watch over her carefully.” The apprentice butler, Canary remarked. Gotoh nodded.

“I would, but she seems tense around me. It may be better to have you accompany her, Canary. She is rather relaxed in your presence.”

Canary sighed lightly. “That’s good, I guess. I don’t mind watching her, it’s just… she keeps offering me treats and being nice to me. It’s a bit difficult to say no sometimes. If I said yes, I’d be in trouble.”

“No, you wouldn’t. She is not a Zoldyck yet, your relationship with her does not concern me or the masters. Illumi would prefer her having a female butler attending her anyways.”

Canary nodded. “Alright. I’ll call you if anything happens.”

Gotoh left, Canary watching him as he did.

[softstraykidshours]

hiii, how r u guys??? can i make a request?

just han jisung freaking out because his s/o has vasovagal syncope and passed out backstage at skz concert because of the heat (yeah i go through that, summer is hell) and when she wakes up (1 minute later) he sticks to her almost crying because he really thought she died

idk why but i think he would be like this lol

aghhh this is such a cute idea bestie!!! i got so soft thinking about how worried jisung would get about you, he's just such a sweetie 🥺 🥺🥺

thanks for the request and i really hope you like it!!

<3 abbie and courtney

"where is she? where is she??" you hear jisung's panicked voice drift down the corridor and you push yourself up a little further on the couch, blinking heavily to try to clear some of the lingering dizziness.

he comes flying through the door and rushes to your side, dropping to his knees next to the couch. "oh my god baby are you okay?" he grabs your hand in his as his eyes quickly scan you, assessing to make sure everything looks alright.

"yes, i'm fine, don't worry about me."

"don't worry about you?" he practically screeches the words, his voice shaking as tears clog his throat. "they told me you passed out! i thought you were dying or something!"

you chuckle lightly at his extreme response, although your'e touched by his overwhelming concern.

"it's okay, really. it was my vasovagal syncope. it happens from time to time and it's always worse when i get overheated. it's honestly my own fault. i was trying to watch you guys from backstage, but between all the people and the lights it was all too much. i should have came back here to sit down, but i really wanted to see the end of the set. and then i got way to hot and just... yah. i was only out for like a second. i really am fine now though, i just need a few minutes to cool down and let everything get back to normal."

uou can tell from the wary look in his eyes that he doesn't totally believe you. "baby, you just casually passing out every once in a while is most definitely not okay."

someone pokes their head into the room, interrupting before you can respond and reassure jisung. "han, sorry, but you're on in 5."

"tell them they will have to go on without me," he brushes them off and turns back to you.

"no, jisung you need to go, you're gonna miss your next set." you insist. there's no way you're going to let him not perform.

"oh come on, you know i don't care about that as much as you. i'm not leaving your side."

"babe, i'm fine, really. i promise. i just got overheated and i haven't been drinking enough water today."

"exactly! that's why i should stay here with you and make sure you're okay!"

his thoughtfulness and concern makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, but there's no way you're backing down. you know you'll never forgive yourself if he misses out on the rest of the concert because of you.

"how about this, if i promise to stay here and not move from this exact spot for the rest of the concert and just drink water and let the fan cool me down will you go back out on stage?"

you can see the conflict in his face. he really doesn't want to leave you, but the other members are counting on him and he doesn't want to let them or the fans down. you grab both sides of his face, gently squishing his cheeks. "how about if i swear that if i feel like that again i will send one of the stage hands out to drag you off that stage no matter what you're doing and bring you right back here to me."

he chuckles lightly at the thought of being pulled off stage in the middle of a song by a random stage hand. "promise?" he asks, eyes a little brighter and the worry lines on his forehead disappearing as he holds up his pinky between the two of you.

"promise," you nod seriously, a stoic expression on your face while locking your pinky with his. you last only a moment before both of you burst out in laughter.

leaning forward to give him a quick kiss to the cheek, you playfully shove his shoulder. "now get back out there"

[stillaclownlol]

I don't like Christmas tbh but idk consider this a Christmas gift lmao

Holiday headcanons for the kids :p

Ashlyn

-Doesn't have any strong feelings about Christmas. Kinda overstimulating for her ngl

-hates when people come carolling to the house :) like hello she doesn't need her ears to bleed as a holiday gift okay

-when she was younger she used to go to church with her parents but she's stopped as she got older

-found Santa to be a creepy concept even when she was little lol

-she doesn't really like getting gifts from people besides her parents and she has THE WORST gift buying anxiety like. She has no idea what people want 🤡

-does like the food tho. Probably the only time of the year when she'll eat more than one plate.

-Weak spot for Logan's Christmas cookies.

Aiden

-he's spent a lot of Christmases alone watching holiday movies. He likes Christmas but he definitely doesn't associate it with spending time with his family or anything.

-he gives people really expensive gifts lmao. He's actually pretty good at gift giving, but he SUCKS at wrapping them, usually ends up with his hand cut up from the scissors and covered with tape.

-Loves Christmas movies, they give him a sort of nostalgia for a Christmas he never had. Really likes Elf and Home Alone (absolutely destroyed his house copying some of the traps)

-definitely the type of guy to look up weird Christmas games to play at the party because like Hell he's gonna have a boring party >:(

-Eats enough food to go into a food coma and then stays up all night anyways.

-believed in santa a littleeee too long.

-Blasts Christmas songs so loud the whole neighbourhood will hear it.

-definitely plotting how to get Ash under the mistletoe somehow (cuz he's a schemer you know it). Probably doesn't work, but doesn't hurt to try 🫠

Ben

-he LOVESSSS listening to carolling and Christmas songs. It makes him so happy <3

-Top Priority: Get an awesome gift for Lily >:) very careful with his gift shopping and he spends a lot of time for each person.

-Likes decorating the house, loves decorating the tree... likes stringing popcorn too :)

-he just really loves the cozy atmosphere Christmas brings. Likes huddling up in his blankets drinking hot cocoa and hanging out with his family ~

-Misses snow, since it doesn't snow in Georgia.

-Goes ice-skating if he can, Taylor's been teaching him ^_^

-Likes those pretty advent calendars but he has a hard time waiting for each day, so there's like a 60% chance he'll eat everything at once lol

-him and Lily dress up to take holiday photos, it's one of his favourite things to do cuz LILY LOOKS SO CUTE WITH HER LITTLE REINDEER HEADBAND AGHHH ✨️✨️✨️

Tyler

-Grinch lookin ahh mf 💀 Hates Christmas cuz he's grumpy >:( He still gonna go along with everything tho cuz Taylor loves it

-Sometimes he goes to mass because Christmas is the only time he will go to church. (He has that Catholic boy trauma)

-Helps Taylor make her little nativity scene so they can decorate the house.

-Can make a hell of a Nochebuena dinner 😌 everything so his mom and sis can have a good time (They really like his bacalao, tamales, and sometimes he makes rompope)

-prefers Spanish songs than English ones (El Burrito Sabanero goes hard/hj)

-his favorite flowers are Flors de Nochebuena :>

-if you got a gift from him Taylor picked it. (It's fair since he pays for it tho...)

Taylor

-She's SOOOOO GOOD AT DECORATING. She's amazing at detangling the lights LMAO When she's done with the tree, she makes it look like a work or art :>

-usually goes to mass with her mom even if she's not personally religious.

-Loves singing along to Christmas music and likes to go carolling!

-Loves giving gifts, and she really loves Secret Santa! She really likes making homemade gifts because a) it feels more heartfelt to her and b) they don't have a lot of money 😭

-Likes to make Rosca de Reyes, she really hopes she will get the little plastic doll baked in :D

Logan

-Mixed feelings about Christmas since it's a time where he gives a lot of thought to his faith (He got that queer religious trauma.)

-Goes to church with his grandparents every year even tho he has a lot of anxiety about it. His cookies are really popular at church tho :>

-Sugar fiend and bakes a lot. He loves hot chocolate, sugar cookies, Christmas pudding, all that jazz. Has a hard time picking gifts so he usually offers food! He likes fruitcake cuz he's weird like that.

-Really likes making the wreath they hang on the front door, it's like flower arranging. Puts up a lot of holly and a hidden mistletoe to surprise his grandparents ^_^

-Winter is usually a good time to stargaze, so before he met the gang, he'd stay up late to look at the sky. His grandpa usually gets him a better telescope each year :)

-he cooks gingerbread and with Taylor he likes to decorate a pretty little gingerbread house ❤️

-probably has a lot of really ugly Christmas sweaters haha, he gets cold easily!