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trashbag-baby666 · 1 day

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Apple of my Eye-(firehouse au)

Summary: John’s woken up by his and Gale’s youngest not feeling too good.

WC: 710

C/W: mentions of throwing up

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"Papa?" The small voice whispered shaking

John's shoulder slightly, "Papa?"

His heavy eyelids unpeeled his eyes, focusing in the dark.

Flynn stood at the side of their bed, her short brown hair disheveled and he could begin to make out a stain on the front of her nightgown.

"What's up, Peanut? Everything okay?" He whispered carefully lifting the blankets as not to wake Gale and sitting at the edge of the bed.

"I threw up."

John sucked in a breath, "Okay. Did you throw up in your bed?"

Flynn nodded and pointed at the stain on the cat nightgown.

"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" John took Flynn's hand walking back to her bedroom with her.

He had gotten Flynn cleaned up and into new pajamas, her bedding and pajamas in the wash, and now he was carrying Flynn down the stairs. Chili in her arms the dog nodding in and out already. That dog slept more than everyone else in the house combined.

"Can we watch cartoons?"

"Just for a little bit, Peanut. But we gotta get you back to sleep." Anything his little girl wanted that might make her feel better. She definitely had caught something, he knew better than anyone that being sick in the summer sucked.

He set her down on the couch and went into the kitchen filling a cup with lukewarm water. He grabbed the infamous ice cream bucket out from under the sink. The one Gale kept for when the girls were throwing up sick and couldn't make it to the bathroom. The last thing he wanted to do tonight was clean up puke off of their couch.

Flynn sat with her legs crossed and the chihuahua in her lap asleep already. "Okay, you know the drill. Pales right here in case you need it, and sip on this." He set the bucket on the coffee table and pulled Flynn into his lap. He kissed her forehead to check for a template like Gale had taught him.

She felt a little warm but he definitely would have Gale check in the morning.

"Thank you papa." She took the cup from him, sipping out of it.

It's moments like these that John really thanked the universe for everything he had.

"Is your tummy feeling any better?" He clicked on the tv flicking through to the last episode of SpongeBob they had watched together. Although he swore up and down to Gale, no SpongeBob.

"Little," she held her small fingers up in a pinch leaving about an inch between them. John nodded and raked a hand through her brown curls that resembled his own. She truly was John's mini me.

"Hopefully you can sleep it off, Peanut." John laid back against the arm rest Flynn cuddled into his chest. He felt her small fingers begin to trace the flowers on John's arm.

"Someday I'm gonna have colors on my arms like you and uncle Curtie."

"Are ya now? What kind of pictures do you want?" He let a smile crack on his lips watching Flynn study the sleeve tattoo. His botanicals were her favorite on him, some days him and Curt would let her color in their tattoos with her markers.

"Maybe some pretty flowers and Chili, like Curt's animals." Her small sweet voice grounding John to the couch feeling his eyelids grow heavier by the moment.

"I'm sure Chili would be so honored to be on your arm." He eyed the brown chihuahua laying by his feet, he knew he'd have to sleep still. Chili had a temper with everyone except the girls, specially if you disturbed his slumber, "Why don't we try to go back to sleep? It'll help your tummy." He tried to think of the things Gale would say to convince the girls to do things. Sometimes it was just more believable coming out of Gale's mouth since he had a PhD in medicine.

"I love you, papa."

"I love you too, Flynni." He kissed the top of her head satisfied as she closed her big blue eyes.

It wasn't long before the living room was filled with the sound of John's soft snores and the grumbly ones from Chili. This is what made parenthood all the more worth it for John.

#masters of the air #mota #mota firehouse au #john egan #flynn cleven (oc)#chili the dog #modern au #fluff drabble

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Alastor Chases Away a Demon Hitting on You

Pairing: Alastor x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, protectiveness, flirting, meet cute, scary gentleman Alastor, Reader is new to Hell

A/N: You have no idea how long I've waited for Hazbin Hotel. Well okay you do, as long as everyone I just wanted to be dramatic.

How many demons had hit on you up until now? You were aware you couldn't kill them but you could try. Especially this very persistent one. "Why not give me a chance baby? It'll be the best dick you've ever had."

"Not from where I'm looking." You mumbled under your breath.

"Huh? What'd you say to me?" He leaned closer, walking you up to the bar. Ugh, you really didn't want to deal with this, you were here to dance.

"Excuse me sir." The demon in front of you paled at the staticy voice. You both looked at the suit clad demon standing behind him. He had a huge grin on his face, his cane tapping on the floor along with the music. "Is there something you need from my dance partner?"

"Your- oh. Oh shit. I didn't-" The demon gulped when Alastor tilted his head. "I'll leave her alone."

As you watched him leave you turned back to the tall demon in front of you. "Are you alright missy?"

"Uh, yeah. You didn't need to do that. I would have punched him in the dick he's so proud off." Alastor chuckled. "But thank you. No one's been nice to me since I came down here."

"Nice? Oh you'll find no one nice down here. Except hm, perhaps my partner Charlie. Business partner to be clear. Oh, my how rude of me I forgot to introduce myself." He took your hand and pushed it up to his lips, "Alastor, the Radio Demon."

Radio? That explains the static effect on his voice.

"Alastor. Well thank you again Alastor."

"Don't mention it darling. Would you be interested in a dance perhaps. The crowd here is so dull, they could use some real dancing. Besides if you didn't that would make me look like a liar." His eyes widened, briefly flashing red.

"That's kinda hot." You watched Alastor tap his cane on the floor again. "Sorry. Intrusive thoughts. Uhm, yes. I would love a dance the Radio Demon." Maybe he didn't take compliments well? You'd have to keep them to yourself then.

"Wonderful! I promise you won't be disappointed with me darling." His voice dropped to a growly whisper as he pulled you to the dance floor. "I do hope you have the stamina to keep up with me." You gulped. He meant dancing. Right? Surely just dancing.

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #alastor imagine #hazbin hotel headcanon #alastor headcanons #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor fanfiction #hazbin hotel fluff #alastor fluff #hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor #fluff drabble

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jelluf1sh · 22 days

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౨ৎ — fluff ending to this. wc ? 1k.

“…oru…satoru.”

an eye opened. then two. white lashes fluttered around hazy blue irises as the sorcerer began to come to his senses, adjusting the sunglasses that had slid down his nose with a small, ‘hm?’

at the sound of your voice, gojo’s eyes slid around to take in the scenery. but he could’ve sworn you just… wasn't he back at jujutsu high a minute ago? in the infirmary? but instead, the teenager found himself sitting on a bench, his body sheathed in dancing blue artificial light and the passing shadows of ocean creatures behind glass.

the aquarium, he realized, his heart rate spiking. it wasn’t real.

“y/n,” he mumbled slowly, a lazy grin on his face, and never before had gojo been so happy to say your name to you.

“that’s me,” and the full, clear sight of you brings immediate relief — a painkiller for the heartache he’d just endured in his sleep. it was still rattling to him, after all this time, how realistic his nightmares were. he swore he saw the blood soak the pure, ivory sheet that covered you, the paling of your dying skin, the emptiness where your gorgeous, beating heart should’ve been. felt his own heart rip nerve by nerve and his stomach clench into an ugly knot as yaga told him you were “killed in action”: finite, just like that. you were gone.

he’d never been so glad to be awake, to be here, in front of some stupid fish tank, with you. he took in your face as you talk, a worried crease in your brow when you see your reflection in his blue eyes, now glassy. transparent and red-rimmed. vulnerable, if you looked close enough.

“you, um… fell asleep on my shoulder,” you spoke when he didn’t. “you okay? been getting enough sleep?”

oh. that was another thing i loved, he remembered, and it was like his body knew you the way his heart did, as his smile stretched into a pair of dimples. your stupidly big heart.

“…yeah. don’t worry your pretty little head about me,” he assured her, much quieter than regular old satoru gojo would have. cerulean peeked out at you from over his sunglasses and from under his hair, trying to say the words his mouth couldn’t as he rested his head on your shoulder.

call him clingy, but he wouldn’t move for anything right now. feeling you, alive and well and happy against him, that was enough.

knowing you were here was enough.

in an attempt to make small talk, you lifted you arm — the one he wasn’t using as a pillow — to point at a passing beluga whale at the massive tank in front of you both.

“satoru, look, a belu—”

“y/n, i’m in love with you.”

he lied. it wasn’t enough. he didn’t just want to be near you, to be close, yet still at arms length, he wanted to be in your arms. to kiss your face and make you smile at him in a different way than with everyone else. to nap with you on days he didn’t feel like “the strongest”, to be weak around you, to feel those damned butterflies every time he heard you call him “baby.” that was what he wanted — to openly love you, to be loved in return by you and nobody else.

“you… huh?” your hearts pounded in tandem, slamming against your ribs uncontrollably, to the point where it hurt to breathe in the best way possible. “wh… s…say that again?” you must’ve heard wrong, must’ve misinterpreted.

“…said ‘m in love with you,” he repeated, muffled due to his cheek squished against your shoulder. “like, i wanna be a jellyfish with you.”

“…oh.”

“yeah.”

it would be a lie to say that you hadn’t noticed the way your best friend looked at you, the blatantly obvious hearts in all six eyes when he laid them on you, so this wasn’t as unexpected as you made it look.

“…i think,” dry as your mouth was, you still spoke. your eyes weren’t trained on him, but instead at the fish in the life-sized tank, the shadows of passing jellyfish diluting the clear blue luminescence of the waterlogged glass periodically, “i might be in love with you, too.” it came out shakier than you wanted, but you patted yourself on the back for even getting it out at all. and it was true. you came to know him, to appreciate him, to be annoyed by him, to fighting by his side, to wishing you could be there forever, next to him.

in typical gojo fashion, he makes a face. you can’t see it, because he’s still resting on your shoulder, but you feel the indent of his cheek as he pouts. his hand not-so-subtly sneaks down to yours, and he prods your fingers open so he can slide his palm on top of yours. you swear you would’ve fallen over if you weren’t sitting.

“you ‘might’? i just told you i wanna live as a sea creature with you forever, and you ‘might’ like me back?” he mumbles: maybe he spoke clearly, actually — you don’t know, because the only thing in your ears is the pumping of your blood.

the lovestruck idiot pokes at you again — “c’mon, y/n, say it properly.”

his fingers play with yours, scratching your palm gently, tracing hearts into your skin. his head continued to rest on you, and he was ever grateful you couldn’t feel the warmth of his red face through your shirt, the burning of his ears. he’d find some way to make today last forever if he had to, if it meant sitting here next to the best friend he’d come to see as more, just watching fish swim. your hand finally clenched around his, slightly clammy, and clearly nervous, but it was your hand, so he couldn’t care less. and you squeezed his hand and said it right, because if gojo had the right to anything in this world, it was your heart.

“yeah… you’re right… i’m in love with you, satoru. let’s be jellyfish in our next lives.”

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#꒰🪼꒱ star writes.#gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo jjk #jjk fluff #jjk #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru #fluff drabble #SEE I KEPT MY WORD HAHA STOP THREATENING ME NOW HAHA #ik there are mistakes i’m just too lazy to look #a Big thank you to everyone who expressed their love for my other drabble :(#u guys are my reason for writing this!!#soooo sorry if i didn’t tag anyone who wanted to be tagged i just went through my comments and found people who asked

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arminsumi · 5 months

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pocky game with the jjk boys

oh poor megumi meets u at the center n gets so flustered. satoru knows he can win but chooses to meet u in the middle and rlly steals a kiss. proceeds to eat the rest of the pocky alone. suguru lets you win but still gives you a peck and a wink. nanami refuses to play "children's games" so you have to convince him to do it and he meets you at the middle and doesn't understand why youre giggling - his lips graze yours but he doesn't go in for a kiss bc he asks first "am i supposed to kiss you?" "yes" so then he kisses you. choso has no idea what he's supposed to do and is extremely confused when he wins or if you meet in the middle he's just motionless looking into your eyes like "?"

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chrollohearttags · 10 months

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still thinking about the idea of reiner fucking affirmations into you…dear god.

making certain that you were satisfied in all aspects was Reiner’s one and only goal in life. Farming aside, loving on you was the only thing he wanted to spend his time doing. Sometimes, he’d place all other obligations aside and devote his entire day to attending to your needs. Whether it was gifting you a shopping spree, taking you out to dinner, or just spending quality time together. Especially when you’re having an off day and he catches wind of it. You’ll try your hardest to hide it but your husband can always sense your energy, good or bad. So even if he fills the backseat of your Benz Truck with shopping bags, takes you to get your nails done and or even treats you to Benihana, he knows what it is that you really need…

“That’s right, darling..you’re doing amazing. Breathe with me, okay?”

Ah!—Rei..”

after making it back home, and just in time to beat the impending thunderstorm. But it made for the perfect scenery to the sweet lovemaking that ensued behind the bedroom doors. Candlelight flickering around your naked bodies, soft music playing and him spanking further inside of you. Feeding that sweet little sex deep, gentle strokes..ensuring that you feel each one and just how much he loved you. His large, slightly calloused palms clasped with your own fingers. It felt so magical…so amazing, as if you were being taken to new heights. Fucking you so good with immense passion. All the while, he never took his eyes from you, even when he began to feint and feel himself becoming weaker from the constant pounding; overwhelmed by your warmth. But his desire to feed and pour into you was greater!

“You’re so beautiful, sugar. You know that, don’t you? Do you know how much of a gift you are?…to me, to everyone?..”

muttering those words whilst moving that plan to your forehead and glaring into your tear filled eyes. Kissing away those tears with a smile on his face. You’d nod your head but he needed you to truly believe it. Believe that you were every bit of the amazing woman he knew and loved. To reciprocate the feelings that he felt; to share the same obsession he had with his beloved (y/n). “You’re so perfect, sometimes I can’t even believe you’re real.” Grunting amid his thrusts. “You deserve this..you deserved to be fucked this good every single night..you deserve everything you want in this world, sweetheart. I love you so much..”

all of which prompted you to sob tears of joy. Gasping and hyperventilating as you felt yourself nearing your peak. He’d continue filling your ears, mind, heart and soul with all sorts of loving, kind and gentle words. Including how he was thankful that he got to one with you..that he was blessed to have you as his wife and sharing the rest of his life with you. And he’d ensure that you not only understood those words but agreed with each one before he allowed you to reach your climax..”Are you hearin’ me, darling? Do you understand?” getting a nod from you before he planted a sloppy peck to your lips.

“Good, now come f’r me, sugar. Come for me, and let it all out..”

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ink-through-her-veins · 1 year

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When Arthur gets sick he gets quiet. He goes about his routine, even if it means he sweats out a fever during a council meeting and nearly collapses during training. He’s done this since he was a child and his father never believed he was sick.

“You’re fine Arthur.” “Suck it up, Arthur.” “If your that sick go see Gaius.”

Secretly he always wanted someone to mop his brow and stroke his head while he sips on tea and broth, but he will die before he admits it.

Merlin had always been nursed by his mother. He knows her secret recipes to sneak gross herbs that make him feel better into chicken stew with enough salt that it tastes like warmth and love. He has a favorite book with stories of old myths that he can nearly recite from memory but only when reads when he falls ill.

So, when Gaius tells Merlin that Arthur looks sick and needs to be escorted to his quarters and forced to rest, Merlin grabs his mother’s book. He gets tea and stew from the kitchens and all but forces a sweaty pale Arthur into bed. Then he pulls a chair next to the bed, tea and stew sitting on the nightstand within Arthur’s reach and begins to read aloud.

Arthur’s confused, but he’s tired and Merlin’s voice is soothing. He drinks his tea, eats his stew and closes his eyes.

When Merlin runs a cool cloth over his forehead, he knows what it feels like to be cared for. When he awakens to Merlin slumped in the chair, asleep but still keeping watch his heart flutters.

“Merlin,” he whispers softly, nudging Merlin to waken him. “Go to bed. I’m fine.”

And Merlin, sleep deprived or half asleep still, Arthur can’t tell, puts a hand to Arthur’s forehead. He’s still sweaty but not burning up. Merlin mops his brow and climbs into Arthur’s bed like he belongs there. Arthur’s always wanted to be cuddled and he can blame it all on a fever and Merlin. When Merlin falls asleep, Arthur lays on his chest and lets Merlin instinctively wrap him in his arms.

A week later, Merlin falls ill with the same cold and he loudly whines and complains until Arthur grabs the book of myths and all but pushes Merlin into his bed.

#bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #arthur pendragon #merlin bbc #headcannons #merlin emrys #it’s flu (and everything else) season #sick Arthur #fluff drabble #merlin fanfic #ITHVmerthurficlet

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itsbecomeblue · 6 months

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heart to heart girlfriend ellie williams drabble

sinopse: you and your girlfriend live together and you have cramps this sunday and ellie takes good care of you.

cw: insane fluff, not explicit if reader is fem or masc, drabble or something like it, lowercase intended.

you laid on your back, the room's curtains and windows closed, it had rained all day and the only light was your phone as you watched tiktoks while your girlfriend washed the dishes after lunch.

ellie slowly comes inside your shared bedroom and gets on top of the bed and you, laying in between your legs and resting her face on your lower stomach exactly where the cramps hit you, her arms hug your left leg.

you drop your phone on the bed and reach down with your hands to hug ellie's back and play with her hair.

"baby, how are you?" she asks moving her hands up and down your left leg.

"the cramps are better, thanks ellie" you reply, cupping her cheek with one hand and she leans into your touch.

"i'm glad" she breathes out.

ellie was a worried, caring, protective and attentive girlfriend. she had prepared you a bath early in the morning as soon as you complained about your cramps during breakfast. she hugged your naked body until you decided to get on the bathtub.

she left for the supermarket, buying you your favorite period snacks and what youd need to make lunch together. she put on your favorite childhood movie as she cleaned and tidied up the room and the bathroom.

cooked with you, put on music as you did... you felt cared for and loved on top of anything. she looked up at you as your hand on her cheek stopped moving.

noticing the fat tear on the corner of you eye, she turned on her stomach, still in between your legs. she kissed your stomach over your sweater.

"you okay, my love?" she asked as her warm arms slid inside your sweater and wrapped around you.

"i love you." you replied. she blushed instantly, smiling and hiding her face on your stomach.

"i love you so much." she hugged you even tighter as she mumbled. "i love you."

she crawled up, her leg in between yours. now face to face, you cup her cheeks and kiss her face.

she kissed your lips softly before her face sunk on the crook your neck. now heart to heart, you fall asleep together.

a/n: i have cramps so 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

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n0tamused · 3 days

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Can i request a drabble with Newbie Assistant reader! x jing yuan? I've been thinking (daydreaming) abt this for a while with my delulu brain. From what qingzu says, he prefers everyone adress him as jing yuan. And not full title.

OR

Where reader is his wife and he can't go 1 minute without hugging her and worst part, she works at the seat of divine foresight and everyone at the seat has to witness his love sick behavior. I imagine especially fu xuan will be pissed like 'get to work, general!'

Honestly just a food for thought u don't have to take this srsly. Luv u, byeee <33

A/n: Anon you got my gears turning with this food and you have successfully dragged me out of the hole of writer's block. Thank you for that and I really hope you enjoy this little drabble I made, specifically for the second prompt! Man I love this man I wanna eat him. Just imagine him with a wife that's also on the strict side and just knows to get him back to his work but he just wants another kiss before he lets her leave his embrace-

Content: female reader, fluff, drabble

Big arms find their place around her waist and before she can pluck them off, Jing Yuan has slotted himself against her back. His chin rested on top of her shoulder and his golden eyes sluggish dragged their gaze over the documents his lovely wife was working on sorting out. A signature smile remained plastered over his lips even when he felt the scolding words bubble in your throat.

He never shared her shyness, as he called it, in the workplace. It was nothing that could damage either of their reputation, a little bit of hugging and a few cheek kisses here and there - if anything, he held firm belief that more warm displays of affection could even make the workplace be less stagnant. Why does everyone have to be so stiff? Jing Yuan knew to not cross any boundaries that could make his affections be perceived as something odd or even bad. But in an empty office, like the state it was in now, where no one paid them any mind, he really couldn’t help but pounce at the opportunity.

“Have you finished your paperwork so soon today, General?” she’d bite at him with her words, fully familiar with his tendencies to neglect the piling papers on his desk.

“Certainly. For today I have done the amount my hands could endure” Jing Yuan responded with a peck to the side of her exposed neck, smiling into her skin when he smelled some of his soap there. She smelled so warm, so relaxing, and it made him squeeze her in his arms just a little more. He heard his love exhale at his squeeze, and despite the facade she tried to keep on, he could see traces of a smile on her pretty lips when he lifted his gaze. “And what did we say about name calling? I’m Jing Yuan to you, your white lion, your husband, am I not?” He playfully nips at her ear, his warm breath fanning across her skin and making her hairs stand on their ends. “Or have you decided to take back your vows all of a sudden?” That gains a reaction out of you, a huff of a chuckle flying past your mouth at the absurd way he delivered that question. He sounded so serious about it, offended even, making her shift in his embrace.

“Jing Yuan-”

“You just keep gaining more beauty, my love, do you know?”

A long sigh and her shaking her head tell him enough, and he smiles when he sees her smile. “Don’t try to weasel your way out of this. Unhand me now, my dearest husband-” she says it as if she hates it, swatting at his hands until their grip falters. She could swat at them all she wanted but she knew that getting him off of her in this instant would be like trying to separate a nail from the flesh. “You may have done what you think is all for today, but I have more work to get to.. Tell you what..” her eyes finally grace him with the attention of her gaze and he feels like kissing her again, but he refrains as to hear her out. “If you tend to all those papers I’ll pamper your scoundrel self once we are back home, hm? If you don’t, well you can expect the cold shoulder and the couch as your bedroom until it gets done”

“You are too cruel to me, my dear, you hurt me so..” he feigns offense, all while he leans in and litters her cheek with feather kisses before he finally gets to her lips. One of his hands had snuck its way up and held her other cheek in its palm, tilting her head towards him as he pressed his lips against hers.

"You know I must resort to rougher measures when you're slacking off-" "Shhh.." he hushes her and places another kiss to her mouth.

Safe to say, that paperwork did get done later. And Jing Yuan got to enjoy a really touchy afternoon with you in his arms.

#jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #jing yuan x female reader #female reader #jing yuan x yn #jing yuan imagine #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail imagine #hsr x reader #-dragon.treasure #imagine #fluff #fluff drabble #honkai star rail fluff

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layla4567 · 4 months

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Sweet as Peaches

Sanji Drabble (SFW)

Sanji had recently bought fresh fruit, including blueberries, strawberries, pears, and peaches. Lots of peaches, your favorites. And certainly he knew it, which is why he had bought them, if Nami had her tangerines, you had your peaches. The blonde cook was in the kitchen as always, there wasn't a minute where he wasn't there preparing something delicious. You were near Nami's tangerine trees with her, cleaning and caring for the beautiful and healthy trees.

"You have to clean the leaves gently so they don't break, like that, see?". You said to the redhead as you ran a clean cloth tenderly over the green leaves.

She looked at you attentively and nodded while caressing the large, round tangerines. He took out one that was very ripe and smelled it, closing his eyes while smiling. Suddenly Luffy came trotting up to the two of you with that cheerful and characteristic smile.

"Sanji brought food!! Well, fruits actually"

"Oh yeah? And what fruits did he bring today?" . You asked without looking at him, concentrating on the leaves of the tangerine tree.

"Oh many, pears, blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, peaches, bananas-"

When you heard the words peaches, you stopped cleaning the leaves and opened your eyes in surprise, looking at Luffy, unable to contain yourself, you exclaimed.

"Peaches!? You said peaches!?"

"Yes, why the quest-?. The captain couldn't finish the sentence because with a happy squeal you jumped up, dropping the cloth and ran to the kitchen giggling. You stormed in where Sanji was standing washing and peeling the fruit. First he heard your melodious laugh and then he was slightly startled when he saw you but soon a smile appeared on his face.

"What is the reason for your lovely visit, petal?". He said almost laughing.

You sat awkwardly on a stool and almost fell on one side with excitement, catching your breath and without stopping smiling you rested your elbows on the bar and looked at him mischievously.

"A little bird told me that you bought fruit, especially peaches."

Sanji looked at you with the eyes of a lover, he loved it when your gaze had that sparkle of emotion, laughing softly he replied "And by any chance does that little bird of yours wear a straw hat and talk up a storm?"

"Exactly!". You said, laughing amusedly and infecting the cook. You looked around the counter looking for the fruits until you saw them in a bowl near Sanji's cutting board. Then your gaze went to his white hands, his velvety fingers peeling the fruit and caressing the peel while he skillfully and firmly manipulated the knife. Then your eyes fell on his face until he looked up, feeling himself being watched only to meet your puppy eyes. You only used them when you wanted something.

"Oh no, I know what you're trying to do and puppy eyes won't work this time."

"Please Sanji!" You begged, putting your hands in prayer, the blonde boy closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head. He loved when you called him by name with your soft, musical voice.

"Ok ok you win, my blossom." Sanji brought the bowl of fruit to you and you quickly grabbed a plump, reddish-spotted orange peach. With your nails you began to peel a part until you reached the fresh pulp. You were very hungry so you put a big piece of peach in your mouth.

You looked like gluttonous Luffy eating that fruit as if you hadn't eaten in centuries. You sucked the pulp, tasting its juice, making noise. Sanji looked at you funny while he continued peeling the other fruits. You took the peach out of your mouth finishing chewing and licked your lips, a little of the yellowish liquid had escaped from the corners of your lips and had stained your chin.

The blonde boy looked at you with joy and without saying anything grabbed a kitchen towel and leaned towards you. You looked at him confused, a little self-conscious about his closeness and he moved his hand towards your chin, cleaning it without stopping to look at your eyes or smile.

"You were a little dirty but that's it." He said sweetly

"Thank you, do you want some by the way?" . You asked him, holding out the dripping peach that you still held in your hand.

"Mmh, okay, why not?" He said smiling flirtatiously

You were going to give him the fruit when suddenly he came even closer and connected his lips with yours. You opened your eyes in surprise since the least you expected was a kiss from him. After the shock, you closed your eyes while both smiled on each other's lips. Sanji savored you as if you were the most delicious dessert in the world. You allowed his tongue to touch your lips so he could taste the nectar of the peach and you deepened the kiss, wishing it would never end. Suddenly, when everything seemed perfect, Luffy came violently into the kitchen, scaring the two of you away, abruptly separating and blushing up to your ears.

"So?! When will the food be ready?! I'm starving!"

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xxladyballadxx · 6 months

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Flower Crown

Adrian Tepes x *wife* reader

☁️Fluff Drabble☁️

While Adrian was busy cooking dinner, you dashed outside and ran to the field of gorgeous blooming flowers. A bright burning sun shone its brilliant light onto your skin, feeling the warmth crawling upon you.

You sat down on the green clean grass, plucking out flowers using them to make them into a flower crown. You always love to make them in Spring, a great season for the flowers to bloom beautifully.

Adrian stepped outside in the sunlight to call you for dinner. You rushed to him with the flower crown in your hands. Before Adrian could even say a word, you placed the flower crown on his head and took a step back to see how he looks with it. He blushed when you gave him a compliment.

Your husband had a warming smile shining across his lips, he dragged you into his arms as you pecked his lips with a kiss.

“Love you, Adrian.”

“I love you too, my love.”

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||This is dedicated to my very good friend @kianaflame23 ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡||

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etfrin · 4 months

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inspired from the ask: "Coryo feeding desi!reader with his hands while her mehendi dries"

—desi! brat(-ish)! reader x soft(-ish)! friends! Coryo Snow 💌—

“Coryo,” you whine, your lips forming a small pout as you look at the blonde man. Coryo rolled his eyes at you when you didn't notice it. He didn't understand the point of festivals he was asked to join though he did appreciate the cultural aspect of it all.

Your house was getting decorated with flowers and whatnot, each servant and family member busy perfecting everything for the holud ceremony being held in your house.

Coryo sighed when you whine his name again in the same bratty tone (the one he wished to fuck out of you). “I will do no such thing,” Coryo said, “It's improper, you're not a child.”

The pout doesn't leave your lips and it takes every ounce of his self-control not to lean forward and kiss you. “Please!” You requested, “Come on, yaar! I haven't eaten anything since morning!” “And that's not on me,” Coriolanus replied simply.

You huff like the spoiled brat you are. “Fine!” You said, standing up from your seat, “I'll ask Sejanus!” “He will understand the struggle, the henna will take time to dry.” You add, now close to walking past him and outside the bedroom to find Sej.

“Sit down,” Snow said, his eyes flashing in anger but his eyes cold. Despite a hint of alarm flashes in your mind, you knew he gave in to you. Coriolanus didn't like being challenged, the fact you were going to Sejanus. You knew he wouldn't like that, even if you aren't his girlfriend but just a friend (for now) he would be jealous nonetheless.

You grin in triumph and get back to your seat. In front of you was a small table and a tray filled with various plates of food. Specifically, a dessert that you want to try right now but are unable to due to the wet henna tattoos on your hands. His eyes flicker to the patterns you had drawn on your skin, various patterns seemingly meaningless yet so damn pretty. He knows that the result will turn out great and will only make you much prettier, too pretty for his sanity to survive.

He sits down beside you, picking up a bowl with what looks like carrots but he never saw anything like it before. Seeing his confusion, you explained, leaning towards sarcasm near the end, “It's Gajoer Halua, a carrot-based sweet dessert. Now please bless me and feed me, Coryo.”

He chuckles, feeling amused by your behavior, unable to help himself as he replies “Why should I? You're not deserving of blessings. You're a brat.” A brat he will take soon enough, no doubt on that. You rolled your eyes, “Pretty please, or else I'll smear all of this,” you flicked your eyes at your mehndi-covered palms (henna), “all over your damn face.”

If it was someone else, he would have thought it was teasing or bluffing but you? Yeah, you definitely would do it if he continued to drag this out any longer. He takes a spoonful of the vibrant orange dessert, he has the urge to coo you to open your mouth like one would to a child. But he was above that silliness so he said nothing, his eyes cool despite the fact his heart seemed to be going haywire when you leaned in to eat. You wink at him as you taste the halwa on your tongue, the sweetness dancing in your mouth.

“That's a good boy,” you grin, “Thank you, Coryo.”

‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,’ Coryo thinks, as a blush emerges on his cheeks from the praise. He shouldn't like the way you said it, a tad bit degrading but a compliment nonetheless. He shouldn't like that he wants to hear more thank yous (and 'good boys' but he will never admit that).

Coriolanus Snow thought of you as a friend and dreamed of you as a girlfriend but in reality, you'll be the end of him.

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zorosq · 4 months

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what if ; red-haired shanks

↻ fluff, drunk shanks, pillow talk (?), grammatical error

↻ pairing ↬ shanks x f!reader

"babe," shanks nuzzled into your neck, his arm wrapping around your waist tightly. "what is it?" you asked him softly, slowly waking up from your sleep. "what if we weren't a pirate? what do you think we would be?" he asked, his speech slightly slurred. you let out a soft chuckle. "how much have you been drinking?"

"not much... around 15 bottles? wait, maybe 16," he laughed softly, his breath tickling your ear. you shook your head in amusement. "well, maybe you would be a sailor or... i don't know. a bartender? maybe," you smiled at him. "hmm... i think i would be a charming bartender. i'm sure the bar i'm working at would be packed," he snorted. "but what would you be?"

"then i'll be the charming lady who frequents the bar," you caressed his hair. by now, he was slowly getting sober. "what happen after we fell in love?"

you ponder for a bit before answering. "maybe we would be married," you could feel him smile against your neck. "maybe we would have children too?" he asked softly, causing you to nod. "maybe,"

"what about when we first fell in love? what do you think happen?"

"hmm... you were making drinks at the bar as usual. and then one day you decided to talk to the charming lady," you muttered, causing him to chuckle. "then i guess i fell for the charming lady at first sight,"

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angelltheninth · 4 months

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Can you do the 25th flirting prompt with Alastor?

Sure. God I need to make my Hazbin/Helluva masterlists soon.

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, dressing up, slightly possessive Alastor

A/N: Hazbin and Helluva were the first things I wrote for so it's gonna take a bit to make those lists.

25. "How much skin is too much skin to show on our date tonight?"

You heard Alastor whistling to himself and tapping his cane on the floor, eagerly waiting to see what you chose to wear tonight. He managed to get tonight free, although he never took his position in the Hotel too seriously, he hardly took anything seriously. Except for his commitment to you.

"Hey Al? Can I have a second opinion?" You yelled from behind the door.

"Sure, darling. Let me see what you have on." The moment you stepped out into the bedroom you heard the distinct sound of a record scratch as Alastor stared at you.

He was speechless. His eyes looked everywhere but your face, to your naked shoulders, the tops of your breasts showing, your dress so short that it could hardly be called a dress, or even a skirt. "How much skin is too much skin to show for our date tonight?" You asked with a very innocent tilt of your head.

Alastor smiled wide as he walked towards you, towering over you as he used his microphone to tilt your head up, "If you wear that I will not be accountable for killing every demon that looks at you in a lustful manner."

"And you think you're not a romantic." You stood up on your toes and kissed him on the lips, the song resuming its tune once more. "I'll go change. No sense wearing this just to get blood on it."

His hand wrapped around your wrist to stop you, "It would be quite a shame. How do you feel about wearing it for a next, more private date. Although I cannot promise it won't end up in shreds." You gulped when you saw how his eyes ran down your body, all to slowly before he straightened up and gave you his usual smirk, "Do hurry up darling, you know Rosie doesn't like waiting."

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maroonswan · 1 year

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Thinking about how Kirishima Eijirou would like to cuddle while he sleeps. Spooning you, one arm snug around your waist and the other slinking under your side to gently cradling your breast, because that's where you're softest. He'll hold you like a teddy bear all night long, peacefully dreaming with his face pressed into the nape of your neck. Sometimes giving you a little sqeeze, mumbling a few stray words into your skin, or lightly grinding up aginst you during the night, depending on the dream. He appreciates you so much for putting up with his neediness because without you to hold sleeping just isn't the same for Ei.

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro fluff #fluff drabble #cw grinding #mdni #kirishima eijirou #bnha kirishima #mha kirishima #slightly suggestive #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijiro imagine #drabble #bnha smut #mha drabbles

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hihelloheyhowdy · 1 year

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Nagi x Itoshi!Reader drabble

you have been dating Nagi for awhile now, but your brothers only seem to notice when you wear Nagi's Manshine jersey

You first saw Nagi at the U-20 game, and you couldn't help how your eyes were glued to him practically the whole game. Although you were trying to pay attention to your brothers, it didn't seem to work as they would naturally drift back to him. Then by some miracle when you were going to go find Rin after the game, you happened to bump into the tall, white-haired player. From there sparks flew. (He happened to be wearing a shirt of an anime you recognized- the conversation came naturally). You ended up completely forgetting about Rin (yes how awful of you), and ended up somehow getting Nagi's number.

From there the relationship took off, you officially started dating after the players got a break from the Blue Lock Neo Egoist League. You were pretty smitten for Nagi, and it didn't take long for the relationship to get more serious. Fast forward a few more months, and the two of you have been dating for six months now. This brings to your current predicament of Sae and Rin standing in front of you glaring daggers into your soul. It's not like you tried to hide your relationship with Nagi. In fact it would've been very easy to notice if they weren't always so caught up in their petty rivalry. You had worn Nagi's clothing around the house, you'd been on face time with him in the living room, you had talked about Nagi to your mother at dinner right next to them, you had said the phase 'my boyfriend' multiple times, and so really it wasn't your fault they never realized.

"Why are you wearing a Manshine city jersey?" Sae questioned you first he gave you an accusing look, what was he accusing you of you weren't even sure.

"Because it's Nagi's jersey." You answered as if it was obvious, because it should've been.

"Why are you wearing Nagi's Jersey?" Rin was the next to question, because what did you want with the jersey of that tall lukewarm loser.

"Because he's my boyfriend. You guys should know this." The room was filled with silence, until Rin spoke up again.

"When did you even start dating that lukewarm no body?"

"Six months ago. What is wrong-"

"You've been dating someone for six months, and didn't tell us?" Sae immediately cut you off

"No, I did tell you, multiple times in fact. You two have both been too busy in a petty feud to notice."

You got up, and walked away shaking your head as both your brothers protested your words. What was it Nagi always said, 'tis such a pain.

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pt.2 to this post (i'm still figuring out how to use tumblr pls give me tips)

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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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“…let me take you out”

・❥・them + their favorite types of dates ・❥・ft. eren, armin, jean, connie (I may do a part two)

content + themes: fluff, cuteness and crack, black reader, mentions of weed, mentions of smut, kissing/makeout

📝: I’m starting a lil series I’m calling Soft Life Sundays, where I give y’all some sweet, tooth rotting fluff because I love it. These are all my personal ideas, but you may disagree and that’s okay. I don’t need to hear about it. This is all in good fun 🥰

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ღ eren loves fun, non conventional dates. He doesn’t mind the dressing up and fancy dinners from time to time but he much rather scoop you up with a bouquet of flowers, a little gift bag filled with snacks and something he picked out because he heard you talking about it on a random Tuesday one time. Your fits, I could see him in some Dunks, a hoodie and sweats (or shorts and a baseball jersey) and you in a sundress..looking all cute. He’d want to do something like a little carnival where they serve all these fair foods that are incredibly unhealthy but soooo good and he’d be eating it all and he can show off by winning you a giant stuffed animal he totally doesn’t brag about the whole night. “I’m the best, baby. I told you.” 🙄 he’d love to do go kart racing, mini golf or even an arcade or roller skating. He’s competitive so he might get a lil carried away but it’s all love! Y’all would have the best time and he’d constantly check to make sure you’re having a good time because he can’t stop smiling. Of course, spending the day with you is enough to keep him happy for weeks. Might end the night with a little smoke session + a movie (and maybe a lil sum else if you’re up for it. (mainly him eating you out until you fall asleep 😩)

ღ armin is obviously the inquisitive and intelligent type so he’d want your date to be as educational as it is fun. Of course, you love it all the same because you guys pick each other’s brains on things all the time. He’d take you to a museum, where they have all of these cool exhibits, explaining everything to you like a little personal tour guide. and a gift shop full of trinkets that he wants to buy for you. He sees you ogling the crystal and rock display while asking him all of these questions so now you’ve got two hundred dollars worth of malachite and amethyst keychains, displays and whatever else you wanted! “These are so beautiful! Thank you, Armie!” “It nearly as gorgeous as you but I’m happy you like them.” (bonus: I could see him taking you to a play/amphitheater as well) you guys would visit your favorite ramen + boba shop, just laughing and talking..enjoying each other’s company. You’d probably where coordinating outfits..something with an earthy green tone and super cute! You’d end the night back at his place where you guys would probably listen to music and just chill (maybe a little making out + spooning depending on the mood) and you’d fall asleep in each other’s arms.

ღ jean is all about the flare and spoiling his lady. He’s a gentleman, a romantic through and through. He doesn’t do anything halfway and spares no expense for his lady for a special night out. I think he’s the type of man to take the reigns and plan everything (not in a controlling way but you like when he shows that dominance) including your outfit, surprising you with a dress and heels you couldn’t stop eyeing at the mall so he had it delivered to your house, along with a box of eternal roses with a sweet little card and some adorable note that’s like “just like these flowers, may our love last forever.” And you’re about to sob! But you have to finish getting ready because he’ll be there at eight on the dot so you guys can make those reservations at that new five star French restaurant that just opened. Of course, he pulls up in some expensive two seater and the outfit to match. A really nice suit and my God, does he look good. But his eyes are all on you. “You look stunning, my love.” Opening your door and everything. He loves holding your hand while driving, stealing glances of you the whole night. When you guys get to dinner, he’s helping you order things, speaking French to the waiter (so attractive 😩) and EVERYTHING is delicious. Including the escargot, which you had reservations on. “Not bad, right?” “It’s so good!” He would also rent you guys a fancy hotel room across town, where he’d have rose petals scattered about the room, strawberries, chocolate and champagne waiting for you guys and he’d spend the night sweet talking you whilst you guys drank and ate. You’d end the night in the warm bubble bath, cuddled up and touching all over each other. (And getting a lil freaky after that liquor gets in your system) Just a nice, romantic evening.

ღ connie is gonna bring the party wherever he is! Mans just loves a good time. I feel like he too won’t be much into the whole fancy dinners and flare but he would plan something super unique and fun. You’ll be chilling and he’ll be like ‘hey, there’s a Paint and Sip not too far from here. You wanna go?!” All excited and of course, you’d be more than happy to.” He’d be the main one in there dancing and singing, just bringing allll the energy! Like it’s never a dull moment with Constance! Afterwards, he’d take you to a food truck or a really niche spot in the heart of downtown that he grew up on (I see him as Dominican/Afro Latina obvs). And he just wants to share it with you! “Here, mama. Try this..I think you’ll like it.” And don’t let them be playing some Latin music, he’d have you in the middle of the restaurant or the sidewalk, doing Bachata. He would be the best! I could also see you guys having a fun night in, consisting of you guys cooking your favorite dishes, getting a bunch of nail polishes and painting each others nails or him letting you dye his hair.

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