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thatdeadaquarius · 2 months

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Hello there, friend I'm here for fluff

OK, this has been on my mind for a while

But like

The reader is just becoming the biggest parent to the Benny's adventure team kids

And the wolfs

We are like a parent of like 27

Knitting and making food brushing razors hair(let's be for real, you would hear a crunch when you brush it)

I'm not gonna lie

Do these kids know what spices are?

Cuz when I think about it

Razor hasn't had shit so he's has the least tolerance for spice

He would probably cry if you feed him a pepper

Bennett has tried spicy food but does go well with it

And not completely sure if fischl has had a spicy food before

But what flavor does mondstadt add to their food??

These kids need the damn flavors

AHDHAKALL FERAL ANIMAL AQUARIUS- ANOTHER PLATONIC ASK AAHHHHGGGGDJJSFHSAK!!!!!

AND ITS YOU!! ITS- ITS- ONE OF THE WRITING RULERS OF SAGAU (FOR ME AT LEAST) <3 !!!!!!!!

You cooking in genshin all anime studio ghibli style looking like food from god (literally): ⬆️

Sun: Reader (you/they/them)

Orbit: Headcanons-ish

Stars: Benny’s Adventure Team! (Bennett, Fischl, Razor), Diluc, mentions of other Mond characters

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cussing, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

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^^ The posts being referenced in ask, (OG Razor ask) (Benny + Razor) and a more direct sequel, a part 2? a part 4 atp?? of this post (Imposter/Not Dark AU + Razor + Diluc) ^^

OMFG

ALRIGHT LISTEN UP BITCHES

SINCE UR IN TEYVAT

YOU GONNA COOK LIKE TEYVAT

AS IN-

SHIT BE SUPER EASY TO COOK, AND MASS MAKE DEPENDING ON COMPLEXITY OF DISH

(So, like Zhongli's special Bamboo Shoot Soup is like getting made... once a year if you read the little desc. for that dish 💀)

AND THEYRE ALL LIKE-

ANIME GORGEOUS FOODS ✨️❤️‍🔥

OKAY SO

PROMO TIME-

U GUYS HAVE TO WATCH THE ANIME "CAMPFIRE COOKING IN ANOTHER WORLD"

Bc that's mostly where this inspo gonna come from to both be realistic cooking + best parts of video game cooking

A guy gets isekai’d and instead of hero powers he just gets the skill of "online grocery shopping" LMAO

and ofc he gets insta gifted whatever he orders and starts making dishes and adding spices and regular stuff you know. like soy sauce.

but the best part is the food in that world is like British medieval soup shit

like barely salted, no spices definitely, no sauces, its barren

so he ends up attracting all kinds of interest that want to eat his cooking ofc

And it gives buffs too!

dw i didnt spoil anything u don't learn in the first episode, but that's just to say that's exactly whats happening here

u DO have to manually collect more ingredients but its so worth it, also u can just buy in bulk or put a commission thru the adventurer guild

tbhhh now that i say that, that could be how u end up drawing in Benny’s Adventure Team even more, bc they just take all ur quests for collecting ingredients around Mond!!

(u have to actively sneak behind their back and whisper to Katheryne that you want to put in other food quests in other guilds tho, silly kids will absolutely go running around Liyue and crazy shit just to have an adventure and do smth for you + eat ur banger food lol)

omfg the first time u barbecue smth???

the wolves, Razor, and Andrius??? Go feral.

Fischl and Benny who were already on their way to u guys to hang out again start booking it thru the woods, dodging hilichurl camps (thatve since settled down and been v peaceful to the wolves + anyone in the woods of Wolvendom after u started living there)

they knowww ur cookin smth fucking amazing

(and u even have some hilichurls and mitachurl that wander close to Andrius’ edge of the woods to shyly beg for scraps,, u give them a portion)

Razor was actually lookin at u like u hung the stars just for him when u gave him a homemade barbecue sauce to put on his food

(u acc may have done that to Teyvatians according to Andrius + the stories u overheard from Springvale…)

ok but the amount of begging u get for desserts like-

No, Razor u cannot have chocolate cake/cupcakes after every meal, u need to take care of ur teeth

(u use ur collection of mora-monster-donations for comms for more ingredients and living supplies like fabric + furniture, u cant afford dental on top of that for ur boy)

Fischl dutifully declares you the “best chef in the kingdom” and writes down all ur recipes (u have them auto-stored in ur settings obv but it cant hurt to have a physical copy, and they look so happy doing it, u don't have the heart to tell them its not necessary-)

Benny insists on both giving u extra ingredients when he takes ur commissions, and giving u handmade trinkets or weapons for the meals!!

No!! He will not take “im good” for an answer!! ur sharing ur home-cave with him, taking care of his best friend Razor, and now feeding him food better than Liuli Pavilion!!! There’s no way he can just take all that and give nothing back!!!!

and theyre not the only ones getting some food tbh

when the knights begin patroling near Wolvendom and slowly all of Mondstadt to search for their “All God”, u break up the beginnings of a fight between 2 confused knights and the now peaceful hilichurl camp at the edge of Wolvendom

U offer some snacks u were going to give Benny’s Adventure Team when they got back (u made little triangle sandwiches, rice balls, etc. finger foods, and u made plenty extra bc u kno their teenage appetites lol)

the knights and hilichurls nearly cried with appreciation, which made for a hilarious sight when the teens actually showed up lmao

ur wearing ur cloak, bc u dont wanna take on that whole “creator of worlds” title just yet, and the kids helped verify u werent anyone suspicious (Benny + Fischl keep ur godly secret, theyre the best like that 🥰)

the knights just swing by for snacks occasionally (they also either pay u in trade or with mora, theyre not bullies)

another person who gets flavored food privileges is the lazy librarian witch herself

u also sometimes pick Razor up from Lisa’s tutoring and bring “the best tea and tea snacks in the world” along with to share with Lisa and him

(she is also fully aware after awhile of meeting u of what u are, and fully believes this is why the food must be enchanted to be so good, but u dont want to be treated super reverently she can tell, so she keeps ur secret too and is just extra flirty when u come by lol)

(Razor refuses to let his pare- Lupical move out of ur cozy cave to the library, so he sometimes hauls u away when Lisa flirts too much LMAO)

…and the moment you've been waiting for.

Yes, Diluc got to try ur food that night he was searching Wolvendom for signs of the god of Teyvat

tbh Diluc was half-convinced that shit was a fever dream.

a bunch of sleepy wolves, a coffee table in the stone colosseum, a giant spirit wolf licking a big plate clean, the wolf-kid glaring at him, and you.

you with gold eyes, staring right thru his soul, like you already know everything there is to know about him, (like the way Kaeya looked at him that night),

like he doesnt even have to introduce himself

and he doesnt, u just lightly smack Razor’s hands until he gets rid of his claymore w/a pout, since Diluc had long since dropped his,

and grab a plate, piling on what leftovers u could, and turn back around from the coffee table to smile at him, patting the cushion-seat beside u for him to join

The giant glowing wolf licks his lips and watches him, the wolf-kid’s creepily watches him, and you, with eyes gold in teh light of a simmering bonfire just past the table, watch him

he just sits down and begins to eat.

its the best food he’s ever had, its his dad’s favorite dish, but not realistically, but the way memory embellishes a dish so much it can never be tasted again, except its right here. in front of him. u pour some wolfhook juice for him, and offer him a napkin to wipe his mouth and eyes

Diluc visits often after that, obviously.

u give him snacks too, and when he lets the staff try some, Adeline will not stop harassing him abt gettin ur recipes/ingredeints so u get him to pay Fischl to get a copy of their recipe book :)

including blank pages for future entries, and Fischl is literally glowing with happiness, would not stop monologuing abt ur food for weeks (send help Oz wants some peace and quiet sometimes)

Oh Diluc absolutely told the Favonius knights he found you. But he’s not saying where LMAO

Jean is actually begging him, Diluc ik u hate the knights but this is an international investigation-

this is the closest Diluc has ever gotten to getting under Venti’s skin.

when he told him this at Angel’s while bartending, he just casually ofc said this, just his smug little smirk, and the anemo god cracked a glass and everything- esp when he said he tried ur cooking??

he's gotta start looking over his shoulder in the city bc not only is Venti stalking him, the entirety of Mondstadt’s citizens are glaring at him in envy everywhere he goes LMAOO

(Venti now has a bar glass or too on his tab to pay off as well)

mans is literally paying u in weapon/artifact materials/mora to make him lunch one day and Venti nearly lunges over the counter

(Diluc purposefully ate it in front of him 💀)

ur food is the ultimate, “u could make a religion out of this!” /ref

like Diluc fully gives u offerings of ingredients he can pay for shipping from other countries + along with regular materials after grinding in domains

does the rest of Mondstadt + the world find out where u are?

only if Diluc lets them tbh. LMFAO

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rzyraffek · 3 months

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Hii! I’d love to see some slasher possessive tendencies (nothing dramatic, just small things that show how obsessed they are with their s/o). And I’d love to see Brahms included please and thank you! 👀💕

Ello! Most of slashers are incredibly possessive😭 good luck with that.

Gender neutral s/o!

Slashers being obsessive and possessive of their s/o

Brahms

Physical touch. His hands are always on them. ESPECIALLY around when yall are around other people. Others have to know that they are together!!!

Goes with s/o EVERYTHERE. They must go to shop with them! Wanna go outside and walk in peace and silence in garden? Uhh nah he wanna go with you! Even if s/o asks nicley to leave tjem be he might spy on them :[

Will share everything with s/o! His clothes? Our clothes you mean! Please wear his shirts! Its also vice versa, s/o's jewellery and clothes are also his. They gonna catch him using their favourite cologne or wearing their jewellery!

Wants to hold hands 24/7, doesnt care if s/o sweats! He loves them too much~

Sometimes s/o can wake up and this guy will be glued to them! Im taking wrapped arms and legs around them and s/o can feel his chest moving up cuz its so close😭

Asa Emory

Bro is not letting them leave his warehouse. Yeah sweetie he loves you but you are just too too perfect for him to let you go :[

Bonds by watching animal documentaries about bugs btw

Picks clothes for s/o. He takes your style and preferences in his mind but usually forgets and just buys what would look good on you (at least what he finds cute)

Not very clingy

Lets them paint his nails if they are nice enough

EXTREMELY jelous. S/o mentioned that some guy smiled to them when they were buying groceries? He will get offended😭

The hush

8 years later and I still have no clue what his name was??? Let's call him John because people seem to call him that

John will keep his hand AND eyes on them. Hands on their legs, shoulder, or just holding their hand (thats rare, normal affection with this Goober? Nahh)

Constantly staring at them, looming around and looking what they lover is up to (up to no good surely)

Makes them play video games with him or watch them play

Checks their phone when they are asleep cuz he gotta know everything

Micheal Myers

👁👁

No touching, no verbal nor physical affecion

Dude will hit them with 👍 on daily basis

He seems like he doesnt care, like he has them around for no reason. But of God, this guy knows everything about them. He watches them daily. You can't find Micheal? Oh dont worry sweetie he is keeping you safe, just dont look thrue window :3

Extreme jelousy, s/o can bearly talk to people😭

Okay okay I lied with no touching, its just rare! Sometimes he rests his head on top of theirs or puts his hands on their shoulders or hips

If s/o makes something from him (like drawing, peace of jewellery. Hell, even if they gift him random rock or something) that dude if gonna wear it till the end of the world, even if it breaks off? He has pockets or tape. Even if s/o skill improved and they made better? The more the marrier, he wants all!

Billy Lenz

Gets jelous when s/o gives too much affection and love to their pet

Lays on top of them

Bites, licks, woofs? As a sign of affection and love

He wants the bite marks or Hickeys to be visable so s/o friends know that they are taken!

Not as extreme as Micheal or Asa. S/o could have 2week trip to Egypt and as far as he gets to call them whenever he wants, he is fine

I still remember one time that someone requested Billy Lenz fic, asking for 'sloppy toppy' and it was 4 am and I didnt know what it was so I googled it and I kinda laughed very loudly and my mom woke up and took my pc away for month :( I wrote the fic btw

Anyways, barks at people when he gets jelous

Some of their behaviours might sound toxic or are literal red flag, but POOKIE THOSE ARE MURDERS😭🙏😱 idk if I still got the skill to write, it was a wild 8month break

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #micheal myers #brahms heelsire #brahms x reader #micheal myers x reader #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader

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wild-lavender-rose · 3 months

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Proposal

Pairing: Darry Curtis x fem!reader

Category: One-shot

Summary: Darry asks your abusive father for permission to marry you, a request that does not go over well. But Darry and you are determined to be together, no matter what it takes.

Warning: Verbally abusive father, drunk father, language, canon typical fighting

Prompts: This is for the @rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me Valentine's Day event. I chose the prompts "I love you" and "I could marry you right now". Enjoy!

"Get off of my porch and oughta my sight, you filthy little-"

"Dad?" You walked faster down your street at the sound of your father's slurred cursing, paper bags full of groceries heavy in each arm.

"Look, I'm just trying to do things the right way, she deserves the best,"

"Oh god," you broke into a run. "Dad? Darry?"

"Then why the hell you comin' here askin' for her?"

"I can take care of her a whole lot better than you can,"

You rounded the corner to see your Dad backing Darry out onto the front porch. Your father was drunk again, but then there was seldom a time where he wasn't drunk.

"I'm about to take care of you right now." Your father raised the half empty beer bottle in his fist just as you kicked open the broken metal gate guarding the overgrown lawn to you and your father's dilapidated house.

"Dad, stop!" You dropped the groceries without thinking, running up the creaky porch steps to stand between him and Darry.

"Baby," Darry's tone softened.

"I told you not to bother with askin," you looked over your shoulder at him, noting how he had gotten dressed up for the occasion.

"There is no way in hell that I'll ever let you marry him." Your dad waved his beer bottle at you. "Now get in the house."

"No, Dad." You shook your head even as your insides trembled. "Darry and I have a plan, we've had it for a while. We're getting married."

"You are not! I won't let you!"

"I don't need your permission, Dad, I'm leaving."

"What the," your father spluttered. "If you leave I'll call the police and have him and his brothers arrested."

"For what? Taking care of your daughter?" Darry took a step closer, his chest pressing against your back. "I love her, sir. I love her and I'm gonna take care of her."

# # # # #

"He said what?!" Ponyboy burst out laughing as he flopped on the couch next to Sodapop. "Our Darry?"

"This stays in the family, all right?" Darry reached out for you as you came from the kitchen to the living room where the brothers all sat, tugging you easily into his lap. "Not a word about it to any of the others."

"We wouldn't want anyone else to know he's a softie." You grinned as you settled against him, draping your arms around his shoulders with your legs pulled into his lap.

Darry rolled his eyes but didn't bother to hide his smile. "I could marry you right now." He bumped his nose against yours.

"Can't wait three more days?" You nuzzled right back. "I don't mind sleeping on the couch until then."

"Let Ponyboy take the couch, he don't mind," Sodapop nudged Ponyboy who nodded willingly.

"I love you." Darry said.

You blinked, surprised that he said it in front of his brothers. "I love you too."

"What do you say we go wake up the justice of the peace now and have ourselves a wedding?"

You laughed. You should have known something like this was going to happen. A midnight wedding seemed the perfect start to the crazy life you and Darry were going to make together.

"Of course, babe. I'd love that."

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby. I love you."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Dare."

Fanfic Masterlist

#yippee ki yay valentines #the outsiders fanfiction #outsiders #the outsiders #the outsiders darry #darry curtis #darry x reader #darry x you #darry x y/n #the outsiders Darry curtis #darry #darry curtis x reader #darry curtis x you #Darry curtis x y/n

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bodiedbyteecosplays · 11 months

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Modern!Human Hantengu Brothers headcanons

Heeeyyyy babiesss!!! I’m sorry it’s so late but I FINALLY GOT MY HANTENGU BROTHERS HEADCANONS DONE 🥹🥹!! I sincerely hope y’all enjoy them!

Alright so, The headcanon came from the roots in the manga. Hantengu (the demon) was known to have multiple wives and children and he killed every last one of them. After Muzan’s defeat & Hantengu was reborn, he sadly abandoned his wife and his two children because he still had his memories from his past life and felt guilt & fear. His son grew a bit of resentment for him and promised that when he became a father that he would be there for his children through and through. He met the Brothers’ mother because she was visiting Japan from Nigeria and fell absolutely head over heels in love with her. They soon started dating after getting to know each other. Then married later on and their first born son, Sekido was born, then came Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi , & Zohakuten.

Their Mother, Dr. Kehinde Adeyinka- Hantengu is a OBGYN & their father Urami Hantengu is a co director for a very big movie production company. ( my boys came from riches but still humble )

Their parents come from different cultures so they always brought them up in a way where they were exposed to both equally. They know Japanese (that does include how to write in Japanese too), Yoruba, Nigerian Pidgin, English, and Swahili.

SEKIDO

• Much like his past life, Sekido still remains the oldest. His birthday is September 3rd, 1995 making our angery baby a Virgo ♍️.

• When I tell yall he is nonchalantttt!! Whew! He literally says the first thing that comes on his mind. His mom always told him that he was like his father in that regard.

• Also much like his past life, he always looks angered (Resting bitch face go brrrrrrr) Most people are kinda afraid to approach him.

• Definitely gets annoyed by his brothers antics (mostly Urogi and Karaku playing pranks on him and pissing him off and Aizetsu constantly second guessing himself)

• Loves the rain and finds it peaceful when it’s thundering outside.. it sets the mood when he’s by himself playing the piano (one of his hidden talents)

• He works as a Auto mechanic at his own shop. (which explains how he knows to keep his cars in perfect condition)

• He is most DEFINITELY a cat person. He has a Black Maine coon mix named Zeus. He found him just laying on top of one of his cars one day as he was getting ready to go get groceries and when he came back from the store, he was sitting in front of his apartment and he started growing fond of him and took him in. Zeus is spoiled rotten so I can only imagine when Sekido gets a partner 🫠.

• Is a greeeeeaaaaattttt cook! Other than their mother, his brothers usually latch on to his place when he does cook. (He definitely has a special apron on when he cooks too) He learned from his momma 🤩

• Has a giant dragon tattoo on his back that was drawn by Zohakuten and tattooed by Managi (Modern Human Gyokko. In my headcanon, he’s a famous Tattoo artist that grew fame from TikTok)

• Definitely is a Heavy sleeper but don’t let that MF Fan Turn off. He gonna wake up PISSED.

• Academically speaking, Sekido is extremely intelligent. He graduated top of his class in High school & has a degree in Engineering (he also graduated top of his class in college too)

• BLACK COFFEE ADDICT! Can’t stand overly sweet coffee or sweet ANYTHING. Likes really savory foods! Lots of meat but not too too much. Also loves vegetables, stews, curry’s, and etc. The only thing he can tolerate that relates to sweet foods is dark chocolate.

• Definitely the type to go to bed by 10 pm (grumpy old man 😂😂)

• LISTEN! My baby is BUILTTTTTTT. He definitely hits the gym after work He’ll OCCASIONALLY go with Karaku if he doesn’t have to work. He’s also tall (he’s 6’3 1/2 and the tallest out of the brothers)

• He adores his family and anyone he deems close although he does get annoyed with their shenanigans he will always and forever care.

• y’all know that bath & body works scent “ Mahogany Teakwood” yeah, literally smells like that plus Shea butter & mint.

KARAKU

• Karaku is the second Born like his past carnation. He was born on October 4, 1996 making him a Libra baby.

• He’s literally a big kid at heart but he’s really chill and down to earth.

• Much like his past life he’s really playful and loves a good thrill. It makes his blood pump lol.

• Loves teasing his brothers (mostly Sekido and Aizetsu) One time he played a prank on Sekido while he was asleep by putting a realistic looking robotic spider on him (poor Seki has arachnophobia 🥲) & when he woke up all hell broke loose and when he finally caught Karaku, he put him in a chokehold and it took Urogi and Aizetsu to get him off of Karaku. 😂😂😂 and you’d think after that he’d learn his lesson (he didn’t)

• He works as a Bartending Manager for a big club and always makes good money in tips because one he loves serving the drinks and seeing people’s reaction to his drinks and they all love him dearly.

• Speaking of, he Is a masttttterrrrr at creating drink recipes and has a miniature bar at his place. He’s also a fairly decent cook but still annoys Sekido because he likes his better 😂.

• Like I’ve said before, mans is a seriously talented dancer & he effortlessly woos people with his moves ever since he went viral online & has a lots of fans (no pun intended).

• He also posts videos of him making drinks on TikTok too and always picks the best songs but people mostly like when he does voice overs of what he puts in drinks.

• He also does Twitch streams from time to time playing games( likes games like FNAF, Dead by Daylight, or any kind of scary games.)

• I also headcanon that he loves Halloween mostly because it’s during his birth month.

• Has one tattoo on his arm of his moms first name. His mom always told him that he reminds her of herself back in her youth.

• Loves all animals but is more so a Dog person.

• HE DOES SMOKE WEED & VAPE!

• Academically he made A’s & B’s in high school so he is quite smart but still goofed off in class though 😂. He has a Bachelors Degree in Communications and is also apart of a Fraternity.

• DEFINITELY A GYM BRO BUT NOT THE TOXIC KIND. Takes his physical health and physique seriously but never ever talks bad about how anyone else chooses to do with their body. If they are happy, he is as well. He’s definitely not a bodyshamer & will put someone in check if they talk bad about someone around him.

• HES A LIGHT SLEEPER. Any little sound will wake him up instantly. One time he came home from work so tired that he forgot that he connected his phone to his big bluetooth speaker while he took a shower & also forgot that he set an alarm to wake him up in the morning for the gym and damn near had a heart attack when his alarm went off. 🥲

• Loves energy drinks and coffee but knows his limits on his intake and that too much caffeine isn’t good. DEFINITELY MEAL PREPS! Has meats, vegetables, and fruits.

• Like I Said, he takes his personal physical seriously. He has a skin care routine and he also smells really good too .. it’s like a Citrusy and warm vanilla type scent mixed with hints of his favorite cologne.

• He’s also fairly tall too standing at about 6’2

• He’s heavily into zodiac signs and reads his horoscope on the daily! Got the rest of his brothers into it. Sekido & Zoha thought it was stupid until they both did some research and it started singling out their individual character traits & that’s what sparked their interests in it.

• He’s a lover at heart so anybody that he loves he has them near and dear to his heart. If he loves you then you’re a 4LIFERRRRR.

AIZETSU

• So he’s the middle child! His Birthday is February 20, 1998 making Zetsy a Pisces baby!

• Much like his past incarnation he’s quiet & monotone if he’s not comfortable around you but once he is comfortable he becomes relaxed and more expressive. Is very introverted.

• He was kind of bullied in school due to his quiet and timid behavior but when asked his opinion on something, much like his older brother Sekido he wouldn’t hold back the truth (it’s always the quiet ones)

• I would like to think that Aizetsu is heavily into meditation because it calms his anxiety and his nerves.

• PLEASE GIVE THIS BABY WORDS OF AFFIRMATION AND REASSURANCE!

• Aizetsu works as a computer tech and is very good with technology. He’s been very tech savvy since he was a kid always learning how it functions and knowing the ins and outs of it. He also works part time as a Lyft driver.

• His hidden talent is singing! Like I said in my last post, Aizetsu is a hellllaaaa talented singer but he only does so in private but if he sings around someone that means he’s comfortable with them.

• He’s into Zodiac signs thanks to Karaku. He’s a water sign (Team waterrrr) so he’s really good at seeing through people and strays away from those who he determines to be not good people.

• Doesn’t really go to the gym. He thinks it’s way too many people. Instead he finds alternatives at home and he was blessed with a high metabolism too so that’s a W for him. But don’t let that fool you, under what he covers up, he’s still buff. He is about 6’2, same height as Karaku.

• Made excellent grades in school. Mostly all As and graduated top of his class like his brother. He is currently in college pursuing software engineering and is still doing excellent academically!

• Is a good cook at best. Only sticks to simple stuff and doesn’t really like to go all out. Not particular about food but in the same breath, he does lean towards savory foods.

• Doesn’t have any tattoos but low key wants a treble clef tattoo on his chest or something small.

• Has a pet Bearded dragon named Toothless.

• Smells really good! I think he would smell like Cinnamon. Skin does get irritated during the summer time but it’s not severe. Does get tips from Karaku about skin care.

• Is much more of a tea kind of person and loves herbal tea (chamomile is his favorite)

• Not really much of a sweets kind of person.

• IS A VERY LIGHT SLEEPER. Imagine Karaku x10!! Will wake up if he hears the smallest sound or if the temperature is not to his liking (he keeps his place on 64 degrees AT ALL TIMES).

• Aizetsu is a very gentle, understanding, sweet, and thoughtful person and he has times where he second guesses himself but he definitely has a good crowd of people around him to keep his head held high.

UROGI

• Like his past incarnation he’s the second to last born. His Birthday is January 4th, 1999 ( he’s only 11 months younger than Aizetsu)

• He is most DEFINITELY a wild child lmao! He’s like Karaku x3000 when it comes to getting a thrill out of doing some shit. As a child he used to like to jump off of crazy shit and oddly would not get hurt 😅

• Has always been hella adventurous since he was a young lad. Always loved being outdoors and being in nature and still does in his adulthood. Likes going hiking & climbing. He feels at peace outdoors.

• He once climbed a whole fucking billboard and sat there for like 10 minutes ( Karaku and one of their cousins has a recording of him climbing it)

• Not only is he super flexible and athletic but he’s also very musically inclined too. His singing voice is on par with Aizetsu and he can read and write music (to an extent).

• Urogi works at the same bar as Karaku (Yes they work together) literally trouble but make it double 😂😂. Much to anyone’s surprise they don’t cause THAT much chaos. If Karaku is thing one then Urogi is thing two!

• He also loves coming up with different type of recipes and they are all a hit. Him and Karaku compete to see whose drinks are the best at work but it’s all brotherly competition and never any hard feelings.

• Heavily into gymnastics too & have been since he was little! So you know he keeps his body in great condition and goes to the gym everyday! He is about 6’1 1/2.

• Academically he made a mixture of A’s, B’s, and some C’s. Never went below a C. Is very smart but is whole ass class clown. It only took one time for his parents to get onto him and he never caused any significant distractions again lmao. Did not want to attend college but chose to follow what he felt was good for him. At first his parents were a little mad but they let Urogi decide what was best for him and supported whatever he decided (WE LOVE GOOD NON TOXIC PARENTING 🥹).

• Can cook but absolutely hates doing it. Prefers takeout instead and only cooks when he is in the mood to do so.

• Very much a HEAVY ASS SLEEPER & SNORES. Can probably sleep through a loud ass storm.

• Smells very earthy but not in a bad way. Like a combination of Pine and Sandalwood. (His favorite body wash is Dove Sandalwood for its earthy tone) Has seasonal breakouts but worst during winter (poor baby)

• He definitely smokes weed but by himself or with Karaku.

• His weakness: HE LOVES SWEETS & JUNK FOOD. Mans can literally eat a XL pizza by himself.

• Urogi is all together a very friendly, eclectic, and outgoing person and everyone can’t help but love him (even though he sometimes drives them crazy) 😂

ZOHAKUTEN

• He’s the last born baby of the brothers! He was born July 21st, 2007 so he is a Cancer baby!

• Like Sekido and Aizetsu, Zohakuten is a rather quiet, reserved person. But he is hellllaaaaa blunt. Zohakuten’s tone may come off a bit direct and blunt and a little harsh but I think he means well. (Sometimes)

• INTROVERTED.

• Also like his brother, he DEFINITELY has a resting bitch face and is his dads literally mini me.

• He is very much into art and loves graphic design. He’s also a very skilled digital artist as well.

• As a matter of fact, he drew the dragon design that Sekido has tattooed on his back for his birthday last year.

• He is still in high school and is very close to his senior year!! He makes excellent grades in school with straight A’s and has always.

• He is also a band student too! He plays the snare drums.

• After Highschool he does hope to help his dad out at the studio and work to save up for college. He wants to pursue a career in art.

• Since he still lives at home of course he gets spoiled by his parents but I don’t see him being the petty type like rubbing it in his brothers faces. Hell they be spoiling him too.

• He hits the gym with his brothers when they go. It’s like part of a bonding experience.

• He is about 5’9 ( his mom thinks that he’s on the brink of a major growth spurt.) For more context, their mom is 5’11 (momma a stallionnnn) and their dad is 6’7.

• HE HATES SWEETS! Prefers spicy foods though! Literally will go through a family sized bag of hot chips in 30 minutes and nobody knows how. (Not even me.) 😂😂😂.

• HEAVY ASS SLEEPER! That’s it that’s the post.

• Is willing to learn how to cook but only trusts his mother or Sekido to teach him.

• Karaku got him into zodiac signs too. He didn’t understand the concept at first until he read further and started seeing his attitude traits in what he read on Cancers.

• Not a people person but it is not as bad as his past incarnation where he bathed in hatred. Is willing to make some changes to his attitude and approach especially pursuing a career that deals with customers commissioning him for his arts but PLEASE do not piss him off or rush his work.

• He may not show it but he lovvvveesssss and adores his family!

I genuinely hope you all enjoyed my headcanons. I had been putting it off and putting it off and making revisions but I think that I love my headcanons for them. There are of course some more to come though so keep your eyes peeled. I will eventually start writing for more fandoms but I gotta let this Hantengu clone brainrot out somehow lmao.

I tag: @i-karaku-swear-i-dont-smoke-weed @ch3rriiii-bunn @hakujisstuff @bbkook @its-freaking-jordan @yunaarts

#hantengu clones #sekido #karaku #aizetsu #urogi #zohakuten #kny headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #black writer #Hantengu clone headcanons

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Finding out hubby was your stalker and plotted every romantic event of your life to make you believe that you were meant to be with, Tamaki Amajiki? He was crushing on regualr civilian reader but doesn't know nor had the nerve to try and get close to her, and just wished something would happen that will bring them closer together. So he made a series of unfortunate events that put her in danger so that he could swoop in and play hero. And it worked, after a couple of times of saving her she eventually became infatuated asked him out and then married him. One day when he came home he found her gone. Fearing the worse like a villian has taken her, he tracked her down and found her. But when he found her she pleaded him to stay away from her and to just let her disappear from his life in peace. As she found out what he had done and how he fabricated their life together. But ofcourse he's not gonna do that, he loves her too much.

(This man is soo cute and hot at the same time, why are there too few stories about him?)

He is!! And there’s definitely not enough love for this precious boi!

The ending was kind of rushed, sorry.

Title: How Do You Sleep?

Pairings: Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, Tamaki got found out

Summary: Tamaki has done so much to make you fall in love with him- more than you could have ever imagined.

Baby, How Do You Sleep when you lie to me?

All that shame and all that danger

I'm hoping that my love will keep you up tonight

- from How Do You Sleep? By Sam Smith

“You’re supposed to be in jail!” you managed to gasp out, panic gripping every inch of your body.

You recognized the man in front of you. How could you not? Your husband had saved you from him before the two of you had started dating. You could remember the terror like it was yesterday.

Your flip flops slapped against the stone as you ran for your life. You seemed to have terrible luck, as this wasn’t the first time you had found yourself in this situation. You risked a glance over your shoulder and shuddered when you saw the large, muscular man gaining on you.

He finally caught up, gripping your shoulders so tightly that it hurt. You let out a sob, feeling helpless in his grasp. Was he going to kill you? Or worse?

Then, your savior appeared. A man in a white hoodie jumped down from the roof above you, his dark hair billowing in the wind. Tentacles shot out of his hand and wrapped around the man with ease. He struggled for a moment then gave up, shouting obscenities at the hero.

“You’re safe now,” the man told you valiantly.

“Who are you?” you asked.

“Suneater is my hero name, but you can call me Tamaki.”

That wasn’t the first time Tamaki had saved your life. It seemed like you were always getting in trouble. And now, here you were, in a grocery store facing the muscular man who had chased you down about a year ago. Had he been released from jail or did he escape somehow?

The man looked down at you for a second, then laughed, “Oh, I remember you.”

He didn’t seem angry at you for getting him put in jail. You stared at him, still shaking in your boots.

“Look, I’m not a bad guy. Just an actor,” he shrugged.

“An… actor?” You asked, confused.

“Yeah, some hero paid me to pretend to chase you and pretend to be caught. He paid some good money too.”

Your heart stuttered in your chest. The man’s words didn’t seem to process in your mind. Had Tamaki actually paid someone to chase you?

Now that you thought about it, there were red flags everywhere. Why was it that Tamaki was always the one to save you and not some other hero? Why were the villains always caught before they could do anything to you?

You felt sick. You had fallen in love with Tamaki because he was your hero. You had been the one to ask him out, considering he was so shy, but he was the one who had proposed.

Was everything you knew about your husband a lie? It certainly felt like it.

“Do you know if he paid anyone else?” You asked.

“Tons of the people in my acting troupe, yeah,” the man shrugged, “Wait, you didn’t know?”

You were shaking for a whole new reason now- anger, “Thank you for telling me.”

The whole way to your home (groceries forgotten) you thought of more and more suspicious things Tamaki had done. Why had the attacks stopped the minute you started dating him? Easy, you thought, because he got what he wanted.

Well he wasn’t going to get anything more from you. You were like a whirlwind, flying around the apartment, stuffing all of your things into a big suitcase. You didn’t have much time before Tamaki finished his shift and you needed to be gone before then.

You hauled the suitcase off the bed and through the door, opting to use the elevator instead of the stairs. The entire time you remained on edge, afraid that Tamaki might pop up any moment.

You booked a hotel room under a fake name and left your apartment behind for good.

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Tamaki returned home and found it empty. That was strange- you were always home when he got there. Upon closer inspection, he found nothing. All of your stuff was completely gone.

The first thought that crossed his mind was a real villain attack, but, once he calmed down just enough to think clearly, he realized you had probably left him.

But why? Hadn’t he done everything right? Hadn’t he been a good husband?

He went back to his agency, acting as though he wasn’t up to anything. In reality, he wanted to use their computers to track you down. It didn’t matter that you had used a fake name, he was able to pick up your face on the hotel cameras. Being a hero came in handy.

Tamaki ran the whole way to the hotel, heart pounding in his chest as he reached your door. He knocked lightly on the door and you opened it. You looked like a mess, with mascara running down your cheeks and swollen eyes.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Tamaki asked, horrified by your misery.

“Stay away from me!” You screamed, “I know what you did! You pretended to be my hero when you were really just paying people to attack me! Do you realize how badly that affected me? How many nightmares I had of those people?”

Tamaki swallowed thickly, unsure of how to handle this. He never expected you to find out the truth. He’d been so careful!

“I want nothing to do with you,” You snarled, “I’ll be filling out divorce papers tomorrow.”

Tamaki froze, “Y-you can’t! I love you, (Y/n)!”

“I thought I loved you too,” you said, choking on more tears, “But apparently I didn’t know you.”

Tamaki forced open your door, making you jump back with a squeak, “You can’t divorce me,” he said, his voice stronger than it had ever been.

“Yes, I can. And I will!” You snapped.

“No, you won’t,” Tamaki said, tentacles shooting from his hand and wrapping tightly around you, “You’ll be coming home.”

He smiled sweetly, “And you won’t be leaving.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere one shot #one shot #yandere my hero academia #my hero academia #yandere tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki amajiki

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Chapter Two

~ The unusually warm end-of-April breeze caught your mousy brown hair, sending it fluttering around your face. You put the grocery list Gator gave you into your purse as you walked down the porch steps. When your eyes left your bag, they met Kayce's smiling eyes.

"Violet!" Tate grinned as you walked up to him. He was with Kayce, John, and Lloyd, an older, grey-haired cowboy who worked on the ranch that you had quickly become friends with, watching as they saddled up their horses.

"Violet." John greeted with a smile. "Since you have your bag, I'm guessing Gator's sending you grocery shopping."

"Yes, he is."

"You can use the truck parked by the house. The keys are in it." He pulled his wallet out and pulled out a credit card. "Remember the PIN?"

"Mhm."

"Can I come with you?" Tate asked as he hopped off the fence.

John chuckled. "I thought you wanted to come for a ride while we check fences."

"I'd rather go with Violet."

"She probably doesn't want to have to keep an eye on some kid when she can finally get some peace and quiet from the ranch," Kayce said with a crooked grin.

"I don't mind."

"We'll be out there most of the afternoon though."

"It's okay." You assured the handsome cowboy. "I finished everything on my list for today so I was thinking of doing some baking when I got back."

"Ooo, I'll help."

Kayce leaned against the fence across from you. The sudden closeness caused your heart rate to increase. "You don't have to say yes."

You swallowed as your hands started to sweat. "He can come."

"So, can I, dad? Please."

"As long as you behave and listen to Violet."

"Yay!" Tate's small hand grabbed yours. "Let's go before he changes his mind."

You laughed as he pulled you towards the black truck with the ranch logo on its doors. While you let Tate climb up and crawl across to the passenger seat, you glanced behind you. Kayce was watching you with a smile on his face. John noticed and nudged Lloyd, who looked from the boss's son to you, and grinned. You gave your head a quick shake and got behind the steering wheel. No, I can't. No...

*****

"So, what do you think?" Kayce asked.

"He's beautiful." You gushed while you pet his dark brown and khaki-colored horse. A small giggle escaped when it nuzzled its nose into your hand. "What's his name?"

He watched you with a smile on his face. "He uh, he doesn't have a name."

"He doesn't have a name?! I thought all cowboys named their horses."

"I guess I haven't found the right one yet." While you brushed the horse's velvety black nose, Kayce walked up beside you. "He likes you. Usually, he's not this calm." One hand reached for its halter while the other scratched its long face. His hand brushed against yours, you quickly dropped yours to your side.

"Maybe he's just tired."

"Maybe he just likes you." He smirked playfully and you couldn't help but grin.

"Well, I have to go pick up Tate. Have fun with your lazy horse." You teased but he quipped right back.

"Have fun with my crazy kid."

"Like father, like son."

He started laughing. "Alright, you win this one."

"Name your horse!" You called out as you walked away with a smile on your face. The smile started to fade as memories of your past started seeping in. They took hold and filled your head with questions, doubt. So, you pushed aside the feelings that started bubbling up whenever Kayce was within sight and got in the truck, and drove off the yard.

*****

You walked past the barn to the corral where Lloyd, Rip, and John were leaning against the fence. John had agreed to take in a horse that had been severely mistreated and the vet dropped her off an hour ago. "Hey."

"Hey, kiddo." Lloyd, the sweet cowboy who reminded you of your neighbors, greeted.

"How is she doing?"

The three men exchanged glances. "Well, seeing as the horse whisperer hasn't been able to get within ten feet of her, I'm gonna say not very good," Rip informed.

Your eyes went to Kayce, who was standing inside the corral. He had heard you talking and looked over, giving you a small smile before focusing back on the thin dapple gray horse. You watched him talk softly and slowly step closer but she would run to a different part of the fenced-in pen. When he tried again, she reared up.

"That's all she's been doing. She's the frailest looking horse I've seen but she won't go eat." John looked over at the bucket of oats sitting in the middle of the corral.

Your eyes went to the horse again as she let out a scared cry when Kayce tried to step closer and your heart broke for her. You stepped through the fencing and started making your way toward her.

"Violet," Lloyd called from the other side of the fence but you kept going.

Kayce turned to see what was going on. His eyes widened when he saw you in the middle of the pen. "Violet." He hurried over while keeping an eye on the horse to make sure she didn't charge. "Violet, it's not safe for you in here." He reached for you and tried to turn you around and lead you back to where you crawled through but your feet stayed firmly planted in place. "It's dangerous for you in here. Please. I don't want you to get hurt."

"She's not dangerous. She's terrified." You placed your hands on his arms and gently pushed them off of your waist. The horse stayed frozen in place as you took a few steps toward her. "The person who had her was a man wasn't it?"

"Yes," John answered.

You exchanged looks with John before taking another slow step forward. "Hi, pretty girl." Your voice was soft as you continued to move closer. "You're okay." She neighed and took a step back so you stopped walking and sunk onto the sandy dirt.

"What are you doing?" Kayce asked from a few feet behind you.

"We don't know what she went through with the guy who had her. You're expecting her to just get over it and trust you after an hour. Plus, you're a guy, so I'm guessing that's going to automatically be a point against you. I'm done everything inside so I can hang out with her. You probably have a bunch of other stuff to do anyway."

Kayce looked at three men standing on the other side of the fence, his dad nodded. "Okay, but I'm staying here." He looked back at John who nodded again.

You glanced over your shoulder to the worried cowboy in the pen with you. "I'm pretty sure if she wanted to trample me she would have done it by now." He didn't move so you sighed. "Could you at least go stand closer to the fence? I promise if she does decide to try and kill me I won't sue you."

He gave you an amused smirk before walking over to where his dad and the other two cowboys standing and grinning. "That girl sure is something, isn't she?" Rip chuckled.

"She sure is." Kayce agreed quietly as he watched you sitting there drawing designs in the dirt with a piece of straw and softly mumbling to the horse.

After almost an hour, she took a cautious step toward you. "Whenever you decide to come all the way over, I have a treat for you in my pocket." You looked across the ten feet that still separated you. "I've never seen a horse like you before, grey and spotted. Once you get settled and gain back some weight you'll be the prettiest one on the ranch. Well, you already are but you know what I mean. All of the other horses are going to be jealous. Scratch that, all the other horses in Montana are going to be jealous." She took another small step closer. You looked at the pail of oats a couple of feet behind you then back to her. "If I get a handful and throw them over there it will probably scare you. Plus, I doubt you'd want to get a mouthful of dirt when you eat them off the ground. You're not a bird. They'll be waiting for you when you're ready." You smiled when she moved closer, stopping five feet in front of you this time. "Hi, there." You slowly reached into your pocket and pulled out five sugar cubes. "I brought these for you." You held your hand out.

The mare looked at your hand then back to you for a few seconds before she came over and ate the sugar cubes. After she stuck her neck out so she could sniff your hair. "Hi, pretty girl." The hand that she ate from came up and rested on the side of her face when she smelled your leg. "Can I get up so I can properly pet you?" You asked as you ever so slowly stood up. She took a step back but when you held your hand out she came back. Now that she was close enough you could see scars scattered across her body and neck. Tears pricked your eyes. "He's not going to hurt you anymore." You continued to pet her face and neck while fighting back tears.

"I'm going to see if I can bring the pail over," Kayce said after a few minutes.

"It's alright." You soothed when she whinnied after Kayce picked up the pail and inched closer. "He's not going to hurt you. Remember what we talked about, you getting better? He's going to help with it."

When Kayce was within arms reach, he held the oats out to her. She warily sniffed at the pail and his hands and when he passed the test, she started to eat. "There you go, girl."

You shifted so she could eat easier, your hand sliding to the right side of her face. A lump rose in your throat when you found another scar between her mouth and eye.

"Violet?"

"Hmm?" You tore your eyes away from it and looked up.

"Are you okay?"

You looked past him and saw that John had come in and was a few feet away with a bucket of water. "Mhm, I'm fine."

Kayce stepped aside so his dad could take his place now that the oats were gone. "Hey there, girl." John's voice was soft and after cautiously smelling him, she took a drink. "I know you've been through a lot and it's hard to trust us but you're safe here. He's never going to hurt you again."

You looked at John who was standing on the other side of the horse. His eyes pierced yours and you knew he wasn't just talking to the battered mare. Kayce looked from his dad to you before your eyes quickly dropped. "I should go pick up Tate."

"I already sent Rip to get him so you can be with her." He set the pail down and pet her neck.

"What's her name?"

"She doesn't have one," Kayce informed as he pet the mare's neck next to your hand.

"I think you should name her," John said. "She likes you so I think she outta be yours." He added with a small smirk.

You looked up at him with wide eyes. "What?"

"You can't live on a ranch and not have a horse. You're the best damn housekeeper we've had so we sure as hell aren't going to get rid of you. Plus, I'm pretty sure Tate would kill us if we did."

"That he would," Kayce added chuckling.

"The only reason you'd leave is if you decide you want to."

You thought back to the conversation you had with him, Jamie, and Lee and to what he told the frightened mare. There's no paper trail, it's in the middle of nowhere...he could be right. I could be safe here... "Storm. She's weathered her storm and the color and patterns of her coat make her look like one."

"It's perfect." John nodded. "I'll leave you two to it."

Kayce studied you while you were lost in thought, mindlessly running your fingers over the scar on her face. His eyes went to the scar on the right side of your face that ran from just above your jaw up to your cheekbone. He brushed his fingers against yours as he pet her and it brought you back to the present. "What's going on in that pretty head?"

You glanced over at him and saw his gaze on the horse but you couldn't help but think the question was meant for you. Pink tinged your cheeks. "So, umm, now that she's not quite as scared anymore, what's next?"

"I'd like to try and get a halter on her." You nodded so he went to grab the one he brought out earlier that was hanging on the gate. When he came back, Storm squealed.

"Shh," you soothed as you gently stroked her neck, "it's okay."

Kayce reached out to pet her but she stepped back. "Easy girl." He stepped towards her again but this time instead of retreating she reared up. Kayce immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you out of the way. As he backed up, you stumbled over your feet and you both fell to the ground. He quickly covered you with his body, protecting you from Storm in case she decided to rear again. You both lay there trying to catch your breath from the sudden commotion. "Are you okay?" He looked down at you with worried eyes.

"I-I'm good." Nervousness filled you as the cowboy hovered over you. Storm wandered over and sniffed at his shoulder and you couldn't contain yourself, a giggle left your lips and his concern was replaced with a warm smile. You swallowed when his eyes flicked to your mouth. The sound of your pounding heart filled your ears.

"Dad! Violet!" Tate called out causing you both to quickly separate and sit up.

Kayce cleared his throat. "Hey, buddy."

Your cheeks were on fire as Kayce held out his hand to you after he stood up. You placed your hand in his and he helped you to your feet. A shy smile graced your lips before your hand left his and you looked at his son. "Hi."

"Rip picked me up from school. He doesn't talk very much but he's pretty nice. Is that horse sick? It's so skinny you can see its ribs. What's its name? Can I come pet it?"

"Did you thank him for picking you up?"

"Yes." Tate groaned while rolling his eyes.

You bit your lip to keep from laughing, Kayce gave you an amused grin before answering the rest of his questions. "She's not sick. The man who had her didn't take care of her and he hurt her. She's still pretty scared so you can't pet her yet."

"Is the man going to get her back?"

"No, he's never going to get her back. She's going to stay here."

"And, she's going to be Violet's horse. She named her Storm." Lee added as he came up behind Tate.

Kayce's son looked back at the horse. "She kind of looks like one."

"So, I picked the right one?"

"Yep." He grinned. "Are you done out here? Can you help me with my math homework?"

"Violet and your dad are still working with Storm so I can help you."

"It's probably a good idea your uncle helps you because I suck at math."

"Alright." Tate sighed.

Lee chuckled and placed his hands on Tate's shoulders. "Come on little man. There are a couple of chocolate chip muffins left that you and Violet made yesterday with our names on them." He gave you both a cheeky grin before guiding Tate towards the house.

You took a deep breath before looking back to Kayce. "Well umm, that didn't go quite as planned."

"No, it didn't." His brown eyes sparkled as his hand came up. You stayed stone still. He smiled down at you while he pulled a piece of straw out of your hair. "Ready to try this again?"

"Mhm." His perfect smile formed and he picked up the halter lying on the ground. You walked over to the malnourished horse, talking softly. "You have a name now and from what just happened, it suits you even more." She took a step towards you and your hands caressed her face. "Storm. If you're feeling feisty, Stormy."

Kayce came up beside you and she backed up. Your shoulders slumped. "Try petting her again, I have an idea. Stay in front of her."

"I'll make you a deal," your voice was quiet as she let you come over and pet her face, "if you let him put the halter on you, I'll get you some more treats." You felt someone standing behind you and you stiffened.

"Just keep doin' what you're doin'."

The images of Nick that invaded your head scattered when you heard Kayce's voice and you relaxed. "I could get you a carrot or an apple this time." You offered as Kayce reached around you and started slowly sliding the halter on her. Storm whinnied but stayed in place while you stroked her long face. "Those are the only things I know you can eat but I think you'll like them."

"Peppermints," Kayce said next to your ear as he buckled the halter. The butterflies in your stomach started flapping their wings. "Raisins are another good one." He scratched Storm's face before dropping his arms.

Your eyes watched him as he went to get a lead rope he had draped over the gate but quickly looked away and focused on the horse in front of you. It wasn't a good idea, no matter how you felt when you were near him.

After coming back and clipping the rope onto Storm's halter, he handed it to you. "Just take it slow. If she pulls back or rears up, drop the rope. I'll be right here."

You nodded. "Come on, Storm. When you're done with this, we will get you settled in your new stall." After walking until the rope was stretched out you stopped. Storm stood there looking at you. "It's okay, girl. We're just going to go for a little walk." You held your hand out and she walked up to you. "Now you just have to walk with me. It'll be a lot easier for me to tell you about your new home if you do." You took a couple of steps while continuing to scratch her neck, and she stayed by your side. After a few more feet, your hand left her but she continued walking next to you. A smile lit up your face and your eyes shot to Kayce. He was grinning right back at you.

*****

"Are you ready?" Kayce asked as he pet the palomino horse he saddled up and brought out to the corral.

"Umm," you looked up at the saddle and then at the cowboy, "I don't really need to know how to ride a horse. I know I live on a ranch but I'm not a cowboy. I clean and bake."

"You don't have to be scared."

"Oh, I'm sorry, but have you seen the size of him?!"

He chuckled. "Blue Jeans is the oldest horse here. He's been around since I was a kid."

"I've heard stories of you and him from Rip and Lloyd."

"Yeah, and now he's old and lazy. You're going to be fine."

You took a deep breath before putting your foot in the stirrup. As you went to pull yourself up, a fly buzzed around Blue Jeans' face before it bit him, startling the poor horse. He reared up slightly. It was enough for your hand to slip off the saddle horn and you fell backward.

"Letty!" Kayce reached out and caught you, pulling you tightly against him. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I-I'm okay." After catching your breath your turned to face him with a furrowed brow. "Did you just call me Letty?"

"I uh...yeah, I did. I'm sorry, it just slipped out."

"No, it's okay. No one calls me that. I...I like it."

He smiled down at you. "Well, Letty, are you ready to try again?"

"You're joking, right? You saw what just happened."

"It wasn't his fault. Really, he's harmless."

"I don't think today is the right day for me to learn. I don't..."

His eyes went to your trembling hands. "We can call it a day and try another time."

"You're probably busy anyway and I have to go pick up Tate soon. He said he wanted to roast marshmallows this weekend. We'll be home a bit later than usual so we can pick up what we need. Plus, I need to get a few things for Gator."

"Yeah, no worries." He fell into step with you and headed back towards the barn.

"You probably think I'm some dumb city girl who's scared of a horse."

"No, you're great with Storm. I have faith you'll get it."

"That makes one of us." You laughed as you stopped in front of the barn. "Thanks for not making fun of me," your attention went to the lazy horse and scratched his neck, "and thank you for not squishing me. See you later."

"Yes, you will." Kayce grinned as he watched you make your way to the house.

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A Home for the Holidays✨

✨Pairing✨: fighter!Curtis Everettxblack!reader

Summary🪄: Since he could remember, the holidays were never merry or bright for Curtis. That is until this year

⚠️: 18+ NO MINORS!, mentions of past childhood/domestic abuse, bit of angst, cursing (only 2 words), ends in fluff tho because it’s the Holidays💕 lol

A/N🎙️: timeline wise this takes place years before the events of “Where’s the Love?” Hope everyone enjoys! I’m gonna try to put out more holiday themed pieces that I’ve had ideas for, but then again we’ll see since I don’t have much free time 😬

*DISCLAIMER!: although visual/collage made by me, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of media used as they were all found via Pinterest and Tumblr*

Curtis was pleasantly surprised entering his bedroom to find his side of the bed occupied by you beautifully resting in his white tank. The one you usually slept in when you stayed the night

Presumably, you must’ve let yourself in whenever you were done with your family’s holiday festivities and he was still working the shipyard

Quietly - to not wake you -, he slides off his coat then work boots before discarding them in his closet. The rest of his clothes are shed in the adjoining bathroom before stepping into the lukewarm shower to wash the day’s work away

As soon as he gets his blanket over your body, you’re sleepily turning to face him with squinted eyes and then a tired smile. Curtis adoringly chuckles sweeping your wild curls from your face with his warm fingertips

“Thought I could wait for you.”

“S’alright. Go back to sleep,” he replies pulling you closer to kiss your forehead. You answer by placing a couple pecks under his bearded jaw before your even breaths signal you’ve fallen back asleep

Curtis’ rest isn’t as quick to come though, which isn’t a surprise. Working at all hours, throughout his life, it was fairly difficult sticking to a scheduled bedtime

However, having you here in his arms, he didn’t mind the restlessness tonight. Curtis took it as his limited moment of peace savoring your sweet scent as his fingers slowly glided along the span of your back. He stayed this way - occasionally leaving loving pecks to the top of your head - until the digital clock flashed midnight officially bringing Christmas Day

And with it, all the memories and trauma Curtis couldn’t seem to get away from

The monotonous, high pitched beep of the fire detector has Curtis jumping out of bed before he can even register what’s happening

His head a bit fuzzy and swimming from the fast movements so suddenly as he stops just outside the bedroom watching you stand on a chair trying to fan the smoke away from the detector

“You okay?”

“Yea,” you sigh letting him help you down - with arms wrapped around your legs - before he easily stretches up to remove the device from the wall permanently ending its annoying sound. “I was trying to make you toast in the oven, but then I got caught up prepping for dinner and burned it. I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Eyes now fully focused, he notices the eggs and strips of bacon waiting on a plate. A carton of orange juice on the counter beside it along with the cup he usually used

On the opposite counter behind you, a small roast along with potatoes, carrots, and cans of stewed tomatoes

“What’s all this?,” he softly asks. Clearly you stopped by the grocery store as well since he definitely didn’t have all these ingredients when he left yesterday

“Breakfast,” you smile nervously twisting the hem of his tank on your body around your finger. “My uh family usually makes a big one on Christmas Day and I wanted to do that with you…if you’re hungry that is.”

He’s silent for a few seconds with strong arms crossed on his equally built chest, which makes you even more nervous that maybe your surprise isn’t being well received

“They know you’re here?”

The gruff question catches you off guard causing a confused tilt to your head. “They know I’m not with them…” you slowly answer. “Why?”

“‘Cause I don’t need them knocking down my damn door trying to find you,” he retorts as if your presence is now a bother.

So much for that perfect Christmas morning you envisioned

“Sorry to intrude then.”

“That’s not what I said.”

“You sure?,” you ask, with a quivering bottom lip, before brushing past him towards the bedroom. Curtis manages to grab your arm, but you pull free with the jerk of your shoulder.

As his tone rises calling you back, the voice leaving his mouth is no longer his but instead his father’s. With that same timbre of aggression and roughness used on him, his mother, and his younger brother.

In that moment he’s reverted to one of his earliest holiday memories. Him watching his two-year-old brother, Carter, in their shared bedroom while their parents argued in the adjoining living room. Well moreso his father.

A slight slur to his words - thanks to his trusty flask - he claimed the decorations were ridiculous and “a waste of the money they already didn’t have”.

His mother just brushed him off with a roll of her blue eyes so similar to Curtis’ and unfazed by the addition to her husband’s daily complaints. The older man didn’t take too kindly to such disrespect though.

Loud smacks turned into yelling and fussing then cries as his mother pleaded for him to stop.

“You mind your husband!,” he yelled - always needing to have the final word. Turning to walk away, his strong hand yanks down the string lights hanging on the wall along with the brightly lit tree making the plastic ornaments bounce and clatter on the floor. Meanwhile his mother sat crumbled on the shagged carpet with hands covering her probably already swollen face.

When his dark eyes locked with then four-year-old Curtis, rightfully filled with fear as he protectively held onto his baby brother, his father dared chuckle. Lightly shaking his head before walking out the front door going God knows where.

From then on, Christmas was cold inside just as much as the weather was outside. And it only seemed to get colder with each passing year.

Duffle bag on your shoulder, you finally exited the bedroom quickly wiping the remaining tears from your cheeks as you steadily walk towards the front door. All the while acting as if he wasn’t there when stepping past him. You’re nearly out the door with hand gripping the metal knob when the low rumble of his voice breaks the silence surrounding both of you.

“I don’t want you to go Dex.”

You hate how that nickname passing from his lips - and only his - instantly makes you soft. Your shoulders less tense and grip loosening until your arm drops to your side while you continue to look forward

“What happened between last night and this morning?”

A heavy, frustrated sigh leaves his lungs as he leans against the bar in front of the kitchen sink searching for his words

“You know I’m no good at this.”

“Try,” you respond turning to meet his sincere eyes containing a hint of sadness

That was always your response whenever your relationship came to a bump. Admittedly, usually caused by Curtis and his bad habit of pushing you away.

At times he hated when you said it, wondering why you didn’t just leave like the few who tried to be with him before. Instead, you challenged his resistance and wouldn’t back down unless necessary.

And deep down he appreciated it. You weren’t giving up on him, or your relationship, seeing something more in him than he could see in himself.

“Your parents don’t want you anywhere near me-,”

“And like I’ve said I don’t care what they want for me. This is my life to live and I wanna do that with you Curtis.”

“How can you truly say that? I mean look at you,” he begins, gesturing at everything you’ve done so far. “You’re waking up early trying to cook Christmas breakfast and dinner for me like some movie. Probably even have a gift for me somewhere when I can’t do this holiday shit. I never have.”

“I’m not solely with you because of your holiday cheer Curtis,” you reply stepping closer. “And what do you mean you can’t? Because you’re not rich? That doesn’t matter.”

“No, because..,” he pauses not wanting to explain any further, but with your concerned, brown eyes gazing into his the uncomfortable itch beneath his skin from such vulnerability begins to slowly disappear. He knew you loved him and bravely took all his baggage as if it were your own trying to help him through it.

You were proving that now, just as you’ve tried since you first got together.

“You’ve met my dad so you’ve seen how he can be. That was only a portion though. The first Christmas I can remember, he trashed all the decorations and tree before leaving my mom crying and bruised on the floor and me holding my little brother.”

“Holidays only got worse each year and after all this time part of me wonders…”

You toss your bag towards the wall before stepping in front of him to comfortingly place your hands on each bearded cheek. Just a small gesture showing he had your full attention. “Wonders what?,” you whisper.

“Maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be for me,” he shrugs. “That the twisted part of me sharing his DNA only has so long until he’s showing his face.”

His confession has you close to tears as you immediately stretch up to place your lips on his. Your tender kiss warming him from the inside out while his arms wrap around your back pressing your body against his.

“For you to think about that, and be concerned, that shows you’ll be nothing like him Curtis. You think if I saw him in you I’d still be here?”

This makes a huff of a small chuckle leave his lips as he shakes his head and forehead falls to touch yours. Yes you were kind and the sweetest woman he’d ever met, but after watching you stand up to his father - not afraid in the slightest - he knew you’d go to hell and back for those you cared for.

It was also then he could feel himself fall even more for you.

“And no, that’s not how it’s ever supposed to be,” you add pecking his lips again. “I’m sorry he made you believe that.”

“Can’t pick our families can we?,” he simply replies in that nonchalant attitude he typically wore.

“Not our biological ones. But we have chosen families too.” This time it’s him capturing your lips with his and leaving little nips that make you giggle.

“I’m sorry I made you think I didn’t want you here. That’s not true.”

“I appreciate it, but I should’ve texted first. Might’ve saved us from all this,” you nervously laugh.

“Dex you never have to ask to come here, alright? I want this to be your place like it is mine.”

Looking up at the man in front of you, your eyes excitedly gleam and face brightens - reminiscent of a child opening a present - hearing those words. It tickles Curtis watching you immediately try to calm yourself and play it cool replying with a relaxed “okay” as you switch your focus to the pendant hanging just below the dip at the base of his neck that sat perfectly in your line of vision.

“Y-You mean it?,” you quietly ask carefully tracing the intricate lines with your fingernail. You sounded so delicate and fragile, making him squeeze you comfortably tighter while he kissed the top of your head.

“Of course. You’re all the family I have.”

Being there in his arms, you can’t help but contently sigh snuggling your face deeper in his chest. Your heart warm and full standing with the man you loved so dearly.

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EPISODE 1 ❛ carpe diem ❜

𖥻 carpe diem.. is a latin phrase meaning "pluck the day" or "seize the day", it's first known use is from 1817 word count 1.3k

"Seize the day!"

At the sound of the yell, Lee Jeno startles from his place in his own arms, rubbing his eyes as he curses at Zhong Chenle in his mind. "What the fuck are you yelling for?" He remarks quickly, only earning a snort from the Chinese.

"I'm yelling because I can, why are you trying to nap?"

Lee Jeno continues his glaring frenzy, but it's completely useless to Chenle, who immediately turns to Mark. "Ignoring him, good morning Markie!"

Donghyuck provides his very own fake vomiting at the sound of the nickname, but Chenle doesn't care, running up the eldest and wrapping his arms around him. "Good morning? What is all this for?"

"What do you mean? I'm not allowed to hug you now?"

"You only suck up to Mark when you want something".

Chenle gasps, offended by the words from Jeno, who is still glaring at him after the loud shout which pierced through his ears a few minutes earlier. "Not true!"

"That is true!"

"Did you guys hear?" Na Jaemin immediately interrupts, startling Renjun as he comes out of nowhere. "Were having new recruits this semester!"

"You mean students?" Jisung's eyebrows furrow.

"That's what I said!"

"No you said recruits" Renjun turns to the boy whose chin is placed on his shoulder. "You're talking like we're some sort of military school".

"Why do we have students transferring right as the second semester is beginning?" Donghyuck turns to Mark as he asks the question, as if the older will have any kind of answer ready for him. "That's weird right?"

Mark shrugs, truly not knowing what kind of answer he can give the younger that will satisfy him. "Maybe this was their only options, they could be foreigners".

"Actually only a few of them are! Apparently they're all coming from a place in Taiwan, they had an incident at their last university".

Renjun gives Jaemin a weird look, the second one he's shared with him this morning. "How do you know all of this? Are you a stalker or something?"

Jaemin hums, removing his head from the Huang's shoulder and patting it instead. "I bribed the principal and some students into telling me things, you know they can never resist my charms!"

"What charms? You probably threatened to kick their asses or something.."

"What was that Lee Donghyuck?"

Donghyuck instantly sports a wide smile, feigning innocence as he stares at the now annoyed Na. "Nothing! You must be hearing things!"

"Oh am I hearing things? Or are you just a little pu—"

"Okay okay!" Mark is quick to intervene, clearing his throat. "No need to fight, save it for when school picks back up, I need my last days of winter break to be peaceful".

"Peaceful? With Jaemin around?"

"What is that supposed to mean!?"

Mark allows for Jeno and Jaemin to begin arguing, it won't ever go any further with them anyway. He grabs his jacket and puts it on, taking in a deep breath. "Where are you going?"

Upon hearing Chenle's question, Mark hums, beginning to button up his jacket. "Grocery store, I need eggs".

"You're going without us!?"

"You guys aren't supposed to follow me".

Mark sighs in his head as he hears his friends start shuffling around, their mutters becoming more and more distant as he makes his way out of the door. Of course they're gonna follow him, because they always do.

Mark allows for himself to sigh. He told them not to follow him, because they weren't supposed to, but his friends are like clingy puppies, they're going to follow him everywhere no matter what. All he wanted were eggs, eggs to put in his fridge so that he doesn't have to go to the grocery store after school picks up again.

But the rest of his friends, they're here to be idiots it seems. They're doing everything but looking for the stuff they supposedly came here to get, and all Mark can do is sigh, pretending he has no idea who they are while they argue about 2% milk (seriously? 2% milk? they have to be bored at this point).

He whistles as he looks away from his six other companions, who are all beginning to shout about whatever, he's tuned out their voices. He tries not to make eye contact with the exhausted cashier, because he doesn't want to make the guys day worse. He takes in a deep breath and slowly walks away from his friends, they don't notice anyway, much too amped up in their argument.

Mark's eyes scan the store, he shoves his hands in his pockets and continues strolling, the little fights of his friends becoming nothing but short murmurs in his ears.

He doesn't exactly know where he's going to go in this grocery store, but he keeps walking, just trying to get away from his friends for a while. The silence is a little haunting, but he doesn't really mind it, the shouts of his friends had been piercing his ears for these past few hours.

"That's a bunch of bullshi— ow!"

Mark doesn't watch where he's going, and he runs right into a guy, their heads hitting against each other as it does. He winces, rubbing his forehead as he blinks. "Oh my god I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going".

Mystery boy (who is gorgeous by the way, Mark just has to note that immediately) blinks, but he doesn't seem to mind, just waving off Mark's apology. "It's alright I wasn't looking where I was going, are you alright?"

No Mark is not alright, because there's this pretty boy standing in front of him and his brain is currently malfunctioning. He tries to get his words out correctly, somehow stuttering over them, which makes him want to dig a hole, lay in it, and die there forever. "Yeah I am I just— I'm sorry, for bumping into you, that is".

Pretty boy laughs, Mark just can't determine if he's laughing at him or at something else. "It's fine, you're so apologetic, I'm okay".

"You sure?"

"I'm sure" Pretty boy laughs again, waving off Mark's words with a dismissing hand. Mark suddenly gets hit with realization, cause he quickly clears his throat and shakes his head. "Um— Mark, Mark Lee".

The boy smiles at the sound of his greeting, humming at his name, as if studying it or something. He seems to think for a moment, as if contemplating on if he should actually tell Mark his name, but he sighs anyway. "Siwon".

"Siwon?"

"Yeah".

"Nice name" Mark blurts, not knowing exactly why he decides to say that. He wants the conversation to keep going, this moment ending too fast is something he's trying to avoid, for some reason. When he sees Siwon laugh, he suddenly feels the need to speak up again. "Really! Nice name!"

"Thank you" Siwon doesn't stop letting out ting chuckles, clearly entertianed by the direction this conversation is going. "It means cool".

"That's.. cool!"

Siwon chuckles again, very much humored by this random pretty guy he just happened to encounter in a random grocery store. For the first time since becoming an agent, Jo Siwon has found himself distracted, just the thought entering his brain is enough to make him blink in disbelief.

What the fuck?

"Thanks, uh— well, I kind of have to get back to, you know.. grocery shopping".

Mark's eyes widen, and he's quick to sputter out another response. "Oh right! Yeah I didn't mean to hold you up or anything that was never my intention—"

"It's fine, Mark! No need to worry much about it! I'll see you around!"

And as Mark watches Siwon walk off, dumbfounded, the words truly settle into the air. What did he mean by that? I'll see you around? Mark allows for the confusion to consume him, completely puzzled by the interaction he just had with a pretty stranger in the grocery store.

Mark has no idea why, but he's hoping those words are true.

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Agatha and R have been friends for centuries, they have a game where one usually steals something from the other in the month of their friendship anniversary. But this year Agatha is determined to end that tradition, she realized that she doesn't just want to be R's friend anymore. Agatha wants to be R's lover. So when R goes to steal her in the middle of the night, Agatha is awake and waiting for her.

I think it works for both a fluff and a smut so it's up to you what you think is best.

Thank you very much for your attention 💜

Getting what she wants

a/n: @mariahillslittlepuppy you are so big brain, everyone go follow them <3

Word count: 3k words

Warnings: Cute pet names, Smut below the cut (18+), oral (Agatha r), nipple sucking, naked woman, stealing, weird traditions. Basically Fluff with some smut. Wanda is here too for a bit

18+ Below the cut! Happy reading besties, feedback is greatly appreciated too <3

“ Are you excited for Saturday Agatha?”

The older woman turns around to see you come into the kitchen, some groceries in your hand as she tries to think of what’s Saturday.

“ Do we need to pay any bills?”

“ Already done Aggie, use that pretty mind of yours now,” you joke with the woman whose brain yet again stops whenever you’d call her pretty.

“ Wait?”

“What?”

“ it the…” she says to herself wondering how that’s already here.

“ It’s the start of the time I met you all those years ago in Salem,” you tell her.

Both of you were some of the last witches on earth, living together in somewhat peace in a cottage in the woods surrounded by beauty. Though Agatha was older of the two by a couple of years, all the times you teased her about “ listening to elders made her mad but she wouldn’t have had it any other way.

In all the years of being friends, a silly little tradition had developed between the two of you when the anniversary of your friends came around. Each of you would steal something from the other and thought Agatha had hated it at first cause you always went for one of her journals, favorite shirts, or as of recently phones she would never change the tradition.

If she were asked though, Agatha would change your relationship from friends to lovers. All these years of being in hiding from people wanting to kill any remaining witches, exploring every part of the world, some romantic feelings began to arise but the older witch was never brave enough to tell you. Fearful that you’d be disgusted by her and leave her alone which was then proven wrong years ago when she accidentally walked in on you going at it with the new woman in town, deciding not to answer questions.

“ How could you forget dear Agatha? Must be all that time you spend with the Maximoff lady,” you joke to your friend who blushes. Wanda was only a friend and unlike you, she had easily caught on to the crush the brunette had on you when she was visiting.

“ She loves Vision way too much and plus,” she pauses,” I have a crush on someone else you dummy, not on some woman who is clearly happily taken by a man”. The mention of your friend having a crush gets your attention but being as she’s not the one to talk to you about romantic stuff unless she’s comfortable about it, you decide to keep your dumb comment to yourself.

“ Well just be prepared for Saturday,” you say putting the groceries away,” I’m gonna go all out with my plans, not like last year when I decided to go all easy.”

“You’re a witch but decided to just steal a phone, oh wow I wonder how you might top it this year,” Agatha says sarcastically to you.

“ Just wait and see dear Aggie,” you tell her before heading back to your room to plan out what you’ll steal from the older witch this time and it also inspires her to do the same.

This year is gonna be the year where she’ll admit her feelings for you, she knows it.

The Next Day

“ You wanna what?”

“ Finally ask her to be my girlfriend,” Agatha tells her friend as the both of them are sitting in her living room, enjoying some of Wanda’s favorite sitcoms as usual.

While you were working in the office with the rest of the men in Westview, even after a bunch of men told you that women shouldn’t be in finances, Agatha would stay in the cottage to take care of the home or provide some company to her friend while her husband works in the same firm as you.

“ oh,” Wanda says as she doesn’t know how to react being that she didn’t think her friend would finally have the courage to admit her romantic feelings for you.

“ What’s your plan Aggie? ” Wanda asks her, getting a puzzled expression from the woman to her left. Maybe that’s the reason she was here to visit.

“ Oh my god did you-”

“ I’ll even bake a whole batch of pot brownies for you and Viz, i pinky promise with all of my heart,” and to top it off, she does puppy eyes at the redhead. In the last couple of years that she’s been friends with the brunette, saying no to her after she gives her puppy eyes always helps.

“ Agatha,” Wanda says, fighting her inner demon to tell her no as she’s bad at stuff like this but the mention of getting some of her famous weed brownies is convincing her to assist.

“ Think of the brownies dear,” she starts off,” I’ll even get the chocolate chip from the town next door to add to it. I know that should seal the -”

“ FINE I’LL HELP YOU,” Wanda yells as her friend does a little happy dance and then immediately gives the redhead a great bug hug in return.

“ Fuck your puppy eyes” Wanda grumbles while Agatha on the otherhand is just happy to have someone to talk about her ideas. If she’s gonna tell people about how the two of you got together, she wants it to be as perfect as she can.

“ Yeah yeah Wanda, now let’s get to planning.

Saturday Night

After having the Maximoff couple ( who came back right on time as each of them was forming plans ) help her out with the plan, tonight was the night.

Agatha had pretended to fall asleep early, knowing you well enough to know the stealing of her items would start when she was asleep. Before getting to bed tho, she made sure to put on the purple lace underwear set, then threw on one of your shirts over it, and within 5 minutes, Agatha pretended to sleep.

Now for the plan to truly begin.

The moment that you heard snoring from Agatha’s room, you quietly went to her room to steal her phone again for funsies, too busy with work to steal anything different. What felt weird about this plan was her door wasn’t locked, when she usually had it locked to fear of robbers coming into the house. Nonetheless, you slowly open the door to a sleeping Agatha in one of your shirts.

Wait why is she in your shirt?

“Woah,” you whisper to yourself, trying to not look at your friend that way. Yet it’s too hard not to admire her creamy thighs. The shirt not doing too much of a job to hide anything from your view.

“ Fuck you look pretty Aggie,” you mumble to yourself as you move closer to the bed, forgetting the reason you even are here, and place a hand on her right thigh, moving it higher to get a better look at the older witch. You move your shirt up to see that she’s wearing lacy underwear in her signature color.

“ oh my god,” you say out loud and you look at her face to see her awake and smiling. Did she plan things all along?

So many questions go through your mind that you’re taken out of them by Agatha who pulls your body on top of hers, already getting wet at being fucked by you. The first moment that you get to kiss her, all your plans of stealing her phone are thrown away when her lips land on yours, enjoying all of the moans and whines coming from her mouth.

“ didn’t think you were such a needy whore Aggie,” you say between kisses, only encouraging the brunette more. She’s in heaven, being that you’re technically her first in centuries.

“ Fuck,” you hear her say the moment that you move lower to her body, being thankful in the said moment for having the powers to be able to get rid of the shirt on her body. It took all of your willpower not to go crazy over the lingerie on her body as the dark purple color on the underwear and bra compliment her body perfectly. All Agatha could do was whine and hold in any moans threatening to come out as you run both your hands all over her body, making a point to get the woman below you comfortable.

“I'm jealous of anyone else who’s seen your beautiful body,” you tell Agatha who only covers her face in embarrassment as that comment was a lie.

“ About that,” Agatha starts off as she gets up from under you to sit up,” this is actually my first-time y/n, so you’ve been the only person who’s seen me like this”.

“ Aggie,” you mumble, now embarrassed that you called her a whore earlier totally unaware that she didn’t have any sort of experience compared to you. She continues to keep her face covered, not realizing that she didn’t think this part through, and wants to hide under a rock forever after this situation.

“ Agatha,” you start off,” look at me”.

She uncovers her face to look at you, trying her best to be cool in the situation but fails badly. She feels your arms go around her waist and the next thing she knows, she’s sitting on top of you, while you give her a soft smile.

“ We don't have to continue this if you don’t want to my sweet Aggie,” you tell her,” but if you do want to have sex with me I promise to be as soft as I can and check up on you”.

“ i’d like that y/n,” she says.

” how about first we go over some boundaries for us to -,” and before you try to talk to her, Agatha gets back to kissing you, too impatient to wait for you as she’s had to wait all of these years to be with you. It’s not too hard to distract the brunette and you quickly get her body under yours, eliciting a pretty moan from her right after. Which makes you determined to see how loud the woman can get for you.

“ Can I take this off pretty girl?” you ask and Agatha frantically nods, deciding to use her magic to take off her bra, only for you to immediately suck on her right nipple. The woman under you loudly moans at the feeling of her nipples being sucked, only having seen it a couple of times from the porn videos she found online out of curiosity.

You’re in heaven sucking her right nipple, hearing how pretty Agatha is moaning over the stimulation and so you move onto her other nipple. She lets out an annoying whine which is quickly gone when she falls your mouth all over her other nipple and keeps your head in place.

“ Love sucking my pretty girl's nipples,” she hears you say, a little disappointed but relieved as you go down to her core, feeling herself get wet. Being a patient woman for you, Agatha can’t keep still as you focus your time a bit to give the older woman under you kisses all over her tummy.

“ Can you hurry up honey,” Agatha says in frustration, starting to get a bit mad.

“ Let me admire your body pretty girl,” she hears you say the closer you get to her pussy,” I’m not over how fucking amazing your body looks.”

“ but im so wet for you honey,” she tells you, embarrassed to be acting like this in front of you but it only helped you get more soaked. Agatha is grateful when your kisses get close to her clothed cunt but the moment that your lips meet your thighs, the woman lets out another groan.

“ y/n, I’m so wet, can you please stop teasing me already?” she begs you and you look up to see the older witch's pleading face. Feeling bad for her, you give her mercy and take off the last of her clothing on her body and are met with the view of her wet cunt. It doesn’t surprise you at all to see her well-trimmed, never the one to have a messy appearance. You bring two fingers through her folds, getting Agatha very excited too as she tries her best not to just shover your head between her legs to help with the relief.

“ Before I start you should listen, my pretty girl,” you say as you wrap your arms around her thighs in place and she eagerly nods.

“ At whatever point you get uncomfortable, just tap my arm three times or yell out Magenta Aggie and I’ll stop right away my dear” and she gives you a thumbs up as she prepares for the moment that she’s been waiting for.

The moment that she feels your tongue on her fold, all the older witch can do is moan loudly. Too horny to even care as your mouth on her cunt felt amazing. With not a moment to spare, you feel Agatha’s hands keep your head in place, happy to comply with her needs as one of your hands moves away from her thigh to rub her clit.

“ holy fuck,” Agatha moans embarrassed that you haven’t done much to her and she already is on the edge of cumming from your talented mouth. The more that she moans, whines, and babbles about how fucking amazing you are with your mouth, the more you lick at her cunt, teasing her clit to get her to cum.

“ is my pretty girl about to cum?”

All Agatha can do is babble nonsense again, only taking a couple more seconds of praise before she cums, letting out a loud moan while you look at her pussy. In all of her centuries of living, she never thought that she’d be able to get an orgasm out of anyone. Yet she was happy to have her first orgasm, from you.

Agatha is too blissed out in said moment to see that you got up from between her legs, using your magic this moment to clean her up while she rests. Blushing a bit the older woman is completely naked under you, blissed out while you are still clothed. Before you even decide your next plan, Agatha uses her magic again to take off your shorts and shirt to leave you in your underwear before trying to clean her up. Happy to not have to take time away from her but worried that she might see the wet stain from being turned one from her moans. While you would have preferred to continue on with the sex, it was best to just not go any further in the case that Agatha wasn’t ready.

After cleaning up Agatha, you bring the blanket up to her body to cover her up and jump in the sheets with her, not wanting to leave her alone to bring her comfort. Right as you make it next to her side, Agatha takes no shame in cuddling into you, enjoying the feeling next to you in her bed and hoping to stay like this forever.

“ Why haven’t we ever done this after all these years?” Agatha asks herself.

“ Cause I was too afraid about hurting you my pretty girl,” you whisper, “ didn’t think that big mean Agatha Harkness would want to see me for who I was”.

“ y/n,” She says to you and at that moment she starts laughing, feeling dumb that there was feeling between the both of you but it took you this fucking long to even do anything. Wanda was going to have a field the next time she sees her.

“ Are we both dumb Aggie?” you ask the woman. Agatha only laying all of her body on top of you like a koala, never wanting to let you go.

“ Yep “ She giggles, bringingher body closer to you.

“ Maybe i can repay you for making me feel good,” you hear agatha mumble to you right before falling asleep in her arms before you do as well.

The Next Morning

Agatha is the first one to wake up, forgetting about the events of last night when you were trying to steal something from her room. Feeling refreshed to after the night before but feeling herself get soaked all over again, not realizing that she’s fully nude while your’re still in your underwear. She pushes those dirty thought from her mind knowing you were able to easily read minds.

“ Oh my god,” she accidentally says out loud forgetting that your’re sleeping. The loudness in her reaction wakes you up from your slumber, happy to see that Agatha is very much in bed with you still and not in the living room or something.

“ How do you feel my pretty girl?” You as as you get up to be sitting on the bed, Agatha trying her best to hide under the blanket out of embarrassment.

“ Aggie we’ve known each other for centuries, get out from under your sheets my pretty girl so we can talk,” you say to the older woman, who slowly gets out from under the blanket. Agatha says a couple of endearing words in her mind to calm her nerves down, happy to see you smiling at her while she feels a little silly being all nervous around you.

“ You ready to talk about this?” you as and she nods.

“ After last night,” Agatha starts off,” I want us to be more than friends but i’d like to take things slow y/n, if you don’t mind that at all”.

There’s silence between the two of you for a bit, Agatha hoping for the best but a little part of her in her mind telling her otherwise. Though she’s over the moon when you pull the older woman in your lap for a hug, giving her kisses all over her face, making her laugh with joy that after all of theses centuries since your friendship that she was finally able to steal something that she’s always wanted from you.

Wanting to be your lover and for that, it’s something she never wants to be taken away from her.

#lizs writing #liz requests #agatha harkness smut #agatha harkness fluff #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness imagine #wandavision imagine #reader insert #mcu imagine #wlw smut #agatha x reader

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Some smut idea dump for Slimav I came up with in the haze of disordered sleep from jetlag.

Also the angst is eating me up, man. Gotta be horny and let the boys fuck in peace sometimes.

TW: NSFW themes. Explicit discussion of consensual sexual contents. Unhinged discussion about Slider’s himboness.

1. Slider dressed as a mad scientist for Halloween, except for the fact it’s not Halloween just yet. Mav comes home to see his boyfriend trying out his very intricate costume (Believe it or not, Sli can be pretty artsy, duh!) with a white coat and a black sweater and trousers and gloves and everything. “Ah! Welcome home mister Pete Mitchell! It is a very nice night, no?” Slider says in a thick German accent. “Say, what made you come here? To my humble lab?”

“Sli, what the fuck?” Maverick laughs, dropping a bag of groceries on the floor. “You’re gonna be…what, German Dr. Strange this year?”

“Ow c’mon dickhead, don’t make me break a character!” Slider hisses as he flips up his goggles (all foggy and stained with some mysterious liquid and everything. Jesus, the details.). “Also yeah, this is me speaking like a true Kerner. Sue me.”

“It's kinda sexy, though. You talking like that.” Maverick places a chaste kiss on his cheek. “What's on your mind, Dr. Kerner?”

Alternatively: Sli is dominant and breedable and Mav is enjoying the every bit of the wild ride before Halloween. Featuring Slider’s sexy German accent and some good-ol’ clothed sex w/ ass eating because why not.

2. Slimav phone sex arch. This is inspired by none other than Tutti Frutti by New Order! basically Sli and Mav are in a long-distance relationship (I'm imagining Sli flying for Hawaiian Airlines after he retires from the Navy while Mav is in Nevada. This info may or may not be relevant to my current series.) and one day Mav has a bad day. A really bad day. But don’t you worry, Sli is here for help with his slutty voice and much more slutty act of service using his dildo. Set in the mid 00s. I mean…have you seen the pic of Rick talking on the phone in his tank top? Yeah.

3. Couch sex on a cold, snowy day. The central heating in Slider’s house breaks down and he has to flee to Mav’s tiny home. Two bros huddling for warmth kissing each other on the lips cause they are so gay. This could be either pre or during relationship but I’d like to imagine an accidental kiss and touching between two friends, or a still awkward sexual encounter between a fresh couple.

4. Slider w/ a fucking long tongue, pre-relationship. Having a long-ass tongue is all fun and games until you constantly bite your tongue while eating, speaking, and even sleeping. If Ice’s got a oral fixation involving his lips and teeth, Slider’s got a habit of playing with his tongue (biting, twisting, licking his lips, running his tongue on a fork, etc) and Maverick notices that. One day Sli’s showing off some cool tricks using his tongue and Mav’s like wow that’s kinda impressive bro bet the ladies are satisfied hehe and Sli’s like what ladies????? Oh you mean my ladies????? Sorry I don’t really go down like that. Spoiler alert; Sli’s got a great mouth for cockwarming/sucking and Mav’s about to fucking lose it in the bathroom stool of a bar. I can never get tired of Sli’s toothy wide grin guys, to the point of headcannoning the length of his tongue. Send help.

#slimav #slider x maverick #top gun 1986 #ron slider kerner #top gun fanfiction #pete maverick mitchell #ao3 writer #aaaaaa #my brain is not braining #I believe in bottom Slider supremacy #and I kneel for his slutty himbo biceps #the moment I raid my eyes on him I just knew he was gonna getting railed by that very short king named Maverick #slider is just….soft and random and sexy #he is the true random one #Slider really fucks around and finds out sometimes #Or does he really?#he’s occasionally a brat and I STAN the slutty 6’2 king

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kinda-neutral-thingy · 2 years

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Hi 👋🏻 can I request headcanons for Father Dio x daughter reader and Father Jonathan x daughter reader (separate pls) with how they would be as fathers.

Thankyou 🤗

Dio Brando and Jonathan Joestar as fathers (separate)

Platonic! Daughter! Reader

Warnings: grammatical mistakes, fem! Reader, kinda toxic parenthood, mentions of bullying, PB spoilers

Notes: OMG it's my first request, thank you SO much!!💓 Also I'm gonna assume that they are both from Phantom Blood, so if you also want SDC! Dio feel free to request again

Dio Brando

Listen, I'm not saying he's a bad father

He will probably read books about caring for children - what to feed them, what to wear, etc.

And he will have everything a child needs

Maybe if she's well behaved he can buy her some gifts

In material terms, he is quite an ordinary parent, just with lots of money to provide high-quality things

But let's just admit, he wouldn't be the best for a kid

Most likely he will have high expectations

He doesn't want you to grow up like the rest of the plebs (in his opinion) around him

Expect many hours of teaching from your father himself before you even go to school

He will also teach you good manners, but at the same time achieving your goals whatever it takes

If you are bullied at school for the first time, he may threaten the bullies (they will remember it for a lifetime), but when you get older, he will insist that you do something about it yourself as he taught you

He's not very good at comforting. Perhaps if you break down in public he will take you aside and tell you not to expose yourself in such way in front of others

Things are better at home, you can cry in peace

I think Dio might say something like "you deserve better", "you're better than all this garbage", "you'll take your pedestal", etc. during this

Maybe he'll bring you tea with your favorite food

Most likely he will initiate physical contact (something like hugs and such) only for a public, at home he practically doesn't do this

If you link it to the PB lore, Dio will most likely turn you into a vampire, or at least take you with him

Jonathan Joestar

Best JoJo time

Most likely, he will also read books about caring for a child, but will very often confuse something

Ultimately, he will ask for advice from people around him

When you were a baby, he almost dropped you three times on the floor, he was scared to death

Unlike Dio, Jonathan buys gifts for his daughter even when she misbehaves

He simply collects these gifts and gradually gives them when the situation gets better

He wants you to be properly educated, including physically

(I know it might have been frowned upon in those days, but Jonathan wouldn't care, he'd want his daughter to stand up for herself)

Will definitely read bedtime stories and roll you on his shoulders until you're at least 7 years old (keep in mind that he's really strong)

Maybe he can teach you what he knows about hamon and even train you

If you get bullied, then he will most likely talk to the parents of the bullies, but if this doesn't help, then he will have to talk to them personally

You will both go grocery shopping in the town and discuss something along the way

But the most important thing is that he will teach you to treat this world with kindness, not to hold a grudge against people and be at peace with yourself

He is better than Dio emotionally

You can calmly cry even in public and he will give you the comfort you need

If you are not against physical contacts, then he will hug you and lightly pat on the shoulder

"We'll break through this", "things will get better", etc. could be heard a lot from him

Definitely will make you your comfort food

Also something tells me he wouldn't mind if you walk in trousers. He doesn't care about reputation and the like, he doesn't see anything wrong with your preferences

#jjba x reader #dio Brando x reader #platonic! Dio Brando x reader #Jonathan Joestar x reader #platonic! Jonathan Joestar x reader #platonic! reader #daughter! reader #jojo's bizarre adventure x reader #reader insert #platonic x reader

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astroangel23 · 2 years

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Pick a Card: Your current reputation🗨️💭🥱

Disclaimer: These are purely opinions that can be completely false! Opinions people have of you can switch up in the blink of an eye; it's one of the many human conditions 🌀

If interested in booking a personal reading with me check out the link in my bio 🧿🤍

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Pile 1: People love you guys! There's literally nothing people have to say about you that would paint you in a negative light. You don't hesitate to answer the phone, to help carry in groceries, or to help that elderly person cross the street. You strive to see the best qualities that people carry over the bad ones. You could be a life coach or just someone that doesn't hold back any advice that could help people in their own daily life. You are very nutruing and pull in people that are in need of a little guidance. There is heavy earth angel energy in this pile. Also, people speak on the amount of growth you've already accomplished and how far you're going to get in this life through your giving nature. You touch people's hearts and you are completely irreplaceable."and if you wanna leave I guarantee you won't find anyone else like me" - Astro Angel 💚

Pile 2: The current reputation that people have formed of you is that you aren't leaving your comfort zone, your peaceful state of mind for anything or anyone. There may be people from your past that you have cut ties with or just simply put up boundaries with that are saying you've switched up, that you're fake, or that you've become a boring and bland person. You could have been a little wild in your past and these people hold onto those memories of you and refuse to accept that you've moved on from that version of yourself. These are the people that never leave that highschool mindset full of gossip and drama. They go out of their way to try to snoop on you through your social media or by asking around just so they have s o m e t h i n g about you to bring up in their next conversations. But honestly, they aren't finding much lmao. There isn't much of a reputation for this pile because you're so low-key. Imo, that's the best way to keep life happy and peaceful 🔒 "I don't check for these other bitches you can ask God cause that's my witness" - Astro Angel 💚

Pile 3: There are different reputations for this pile, depending on who we're asking, so let's get into it. For the first reputation, people are saying you know how to whip up some mouth watering dishes in the kitchen 🥧 Cooking in general may excite you and bring you happiness which is why these dishes taste so good to others. For the second reputation, people are saying you definitely carry leadership qualities but they feel the need to walk on eggshells around you because you carry an energy of "it's your way or the highway" so they tend to keep opinions or thoughts to themselves when they are around you "but what I really want to know is, are you gonna go my way?". For the third reputation, people are saying that you're deeply spiritual and follow the signs of the universe; you believe in and trust the unseen. This makes 3D people uncomfortable because they have no idea what the fuck you're talking about but I do pile 3 and you should 100% never let doubt from people who are not aligned to their own spiritual paths have any affect on you what so ever. Keep being your authentic self 🧨 - Astro Angel 💚

Pile 4: The current reputation others are picking up about you is that you would rather walk your path independently than being forced to follow under someone else's rules or expectations. You carry a very nurturing and generous spirit but you wouldn't risk your independence or sacrifice your time and energy to save someone else. You know that at the end of the day, no one's got you like you got you, so you 100% make sure that you're good before going out of your way for someone else. Instead of forcing things, you'd much rather let things come, run its course, and dip out as soon as it's over. You trust in the timing of the universe. You are completely okay with accepting you are where you're supposed to be in every moment instead of spending your time wondering "what if?". Sometimes people wonder if you even want or need them around or not lmao. "you don't have to call, it's okay squirrel cause I will be alright tonight" - Erykah Badu 📴 - Astro Angel 💚

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the-down-upside-finch · 3 months

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OC in 15 (Tag Game)

I was tagged by @aziz-reads in this post! I'm excited to try this one for the first time, so thanks for tagging me!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

I think for this one, I'm going to share dialogue spoken by Sterling from Minding Q's, mostly because it's going to be really funny to me at least (CW: strong language)

“I wasn’t sure if it was gonna be warm or cold today, since it’s s’posed to rain later or whatever, so I just went with layers like usual. I think I made a mistake wearing pants, though. Damn, it’s hot out here.”

“Don’t die in there!”

“Wow—okay, stalker.”

“Okay, I should actually start heading back so I don’t get struck by lightning. Uh, but thanks for talking!”

“You’re not my real mom!”

“I don’t have a Pilea yet, actually. But-- I mean, if you want, we could swap. Not the whole plant! Just, like, a cutting. Or a leaf. I’d give you a cutting from one of my plants that you like. Maybe not the albo, though. Just ’cuz-- Sorry, I just sell cuttings from him, so I dunno if I could give you one for free. I could if I didn’t have to pay rent—but unfortunately, capitalism exists! And I have to buy groceries. Whiiiiich I totally forgot to do yesterday. Fuck—why does adulting have to be so hard?”

“Can you just let me deal with the consequences of my actions in peace?”

“Wait—oh my god, you’re right. It’s already Wednesday today. Ugh! I hate Labor Day! Not having classes on Mondays always fucks me up. I mean-- Sorry, you don’t mind swearing, right?”

“What! That’s lame. Seriously, why does being an adult have to be so lame?”

“Oh, sweet! They have grilled cheese sandwiches! I fucking love grilled cheese.”

“Sure! My class gets done at... Hang on. I literally just checked this. It ends at... No, not that button. That’s also the wrong button. Can I just-- Can I-- Oh my god—can I please open the right tab? There we go. That should not have been that hard. Uh... Thursday... Thursday... Where the hell did it go? Wait, I’m stupid—it’s right there. Jeez. Okay, it ends at two fifteen.”

“Yeah, I definitely was not paying attention.”

“That’s another thing I don’t like! Fucking roller coasters!”

“Huh? Oh. Oh, wait. Shit! I forgot—I’m super angry at you and never want to speak to you ever again!”

“Yeah, that’s prob’ly a good idea. I’m not really in the mood to die today.”

Yes I put those entire paragraphs in there on purpose. It’s just who he is.

I'm going to gently tag @mary-is-writing, @veneritia, @maddstermind, @asablehart, @amaiguri, @macabremoons, and anyone else that managed to scroll all the way down here!

#ZootaWrites #Snippets #Minding Q's #Writeblrcafe #Writeblr #OC in 15 tag game #OC in 15 #Tag Game #Long Post #I'm pretty sure this isn't how the game is supposed to be played but Sterling’s whole thing is he talks A LOT #I'll do shorter lines next time I promise

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seatbythevampyre · 1 year

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I am so happy to find another Bowie blog! Can I request a fic for Davida between his Hours era? Like he is reader's teacher who is around 28-30 and they like each other and theres tension but you know, keep it profesional because university, but fluffly pls. You can decide either if is smutty or suggestive. Just recently got into him and I completely fell in love with 90s Bowie😔 Thank you luv! ♡

Sorry this took so long I’ve been overwhelmed with all the requests I thought I’d only get one or two 😭. And I LOVE THIS. ABSOLUTELY! Welcome to the fandom and hope you enjoy!

TWS: None, CUTE AND FLUFFY, possibly suggestive at times😋

Teacher!Bowie : You’re officially in your second year of college. You’re an art major, eager for your first day of class. Also I’m just gonna use David Bowie instead of his real name for this one lol.

(There will be a part 2 bc this got LONG.)

Break was over, not that it made much of a difference to you. You didn’t have a family or friends to visit over the summer months so you just stayed in your apartment on campus. The only times you went out was to get groceries or go for a hike- typically at night. You loved night time. It wasn’t the darkness that enthralled you so, but the opposite. That little sliver of light emerging from the darkness was what inspired you.

Tonight was one of those nights you were walking through the gardens on campus. No one was outside at this hour, and that was exactly how you liked it. You looked up at the stars as you walked. Nothing could ever make you feel like looking at the night sky made you feel.

So you walked until you turned around a tall hedge to make your way to the bench you always sat at. You halted. Someone’s in my spot. But it wasn’t someone you’d ever seen before. No, this man looked far too…mature…to be a student here. You peered out from behind the hedge and watched the man. His hair was orange. Not quite fiery, but he was certainly hot. The stubble and scruff on his face only accentuated his godlike jawline. You gasped and ducked back completely behind the bush when he turned his head in your direction. You couldn’t see, but there was a smirk on his face. Thinking he hadn’t seen, you peeked out again. He pretends to be oblivious.

It was then that you took a moment to truly look at him. Whoever this stranger was, bathed in moonlight, had stolen your attention from the one thing that always had it. The stars.

THE NEXT MORNING

After that night, you didn’t get much sleep. The beautiful stranger plagued your mind. You were sure you’d never see him again, and that’s what you were up all night making peace with. So with an hour and a half of sleep under your belt, you got up and threw on a white cropped muscle tanktop and some high waisted baggy jeans. After putting on a zip up hoodie and pair of old boots, you were off. All thoughts of the mysterious starman you’d seen last night were shoved to the side, you were excited for your first day of art this semester. The only thing you were worried about was having a new professor, though all of your professors liked you. It took time for you to warm up to others. You weren’t paranoid, just simply cautious.

You sighed as you walked into the full classroom and saw that the only available seat was directly next to the professors desk…but they were nowhere to be seen. You hated sitting anywhere other than the back but that’s what you get for being late. A good five minutes passed until the door flew open, and in walked the man who’d stolen your bench and your attention last night. Fuck…he was even more beautiful up close. But of course he was. Because that’s just your luck. Of course he was.

You looked down at your hands as you tapped them on the desk. Luckily you had your hood up. There was absolutely no way you could bring yourself to look at him. Oh god, how were you supposed to properly function in this class? You looked up after a few seconds, assuming coast would be clear. But you were met with something far more frustrating than just catching his eye… He was smirking down at you, with his crotch sitting eye level. You quickly looked up at his face, deciding it was better than staring directly at his very impressive bulge. When you met his eyes you couldn’t seem to form words. You did try, but only a shaky breath came out. His eyes lingered on yours for another moment before he stepped back from your desk and faced the rest of the class. You could’ve sworn his eyes were two different colors and sizes.

“Hello class, my name is David Bowie. I’m not big on formalities so…” His eyes flicked to meet yours for a fleeting moment. “Call me by whatever pleases you. Within reason, of course.” If you thought you were fascinated with this man last night, it had nothing on how you felt right now. His features were strong…unique. And the way he moved reminded you of the moon gently pulling at the waves…the movement of his arms as he spoke were like the night time tides lapping at the shore. You were too deep in thought to notice he’d stopped talking and was writing on the chalkboard.

“For your first week…” He mumbled as he scrawled out whatever you want on the board. “Whatever you want. Any medium, any style. But…you’ll all be assigned a muse.” He sat the chalk down on the ledge and moved to sit on the edge of his desk. He sighed as he looked out at everyone. “No one’s going to ask me what that means?” David said half defeated. It seemed he liked hearing himself talk. And you liked it too.

“So, you’re going to assign us an artist or?” You spoke up.

He bowed his head slightly and smiled at you, “Thank you for asking, darling but no! I will be assigning you a person. I already have, actually.” He turned around and grabbed the stack of papers on his desk and began passing them out, starting with you first. “This list will tell you who you’ve been assigned to. Todays entire class, you’ll be with your partner getting to know them. And tomorrow, you will draft ideas for your piece. Sound good?” There were silent nods and some faint mumbles scattered around. Your eyes scanned the paper, you couldn’t see your anywhere.

“Excuse me, I don’t see my name.” You spoke up and he walked next to your desk and crouched down, deliciously close.

“Oh, that’s right there isn’t an even amount of students so one person gets to deal with me for a whole class.” He flashed a toothy grin and stood up, grabbing a chair and pulling it over to sit next to you. Everyone else had paired off, so now his focus was completely on you. Shit.

“Th-that’s fine…uhm so…tell me about yourse-“ But he cut you off.

“What’s your name?” You we’re right, his eyes were two different colors. His eyes were piercing, almost cold. His one oversized pupil seemed to stare right through you. Your face was burning red, but you removed your hood out of respect.

“You already know. It’s on the paper.” You tiled your head and watched as that mischievous smile worked its way back onto his face.

“I know, but that means nothing. Not if we’re getting to know each other. It’s proper to introduce yourself. I want you to introduce yourself.” His voice seemed laced with a sultry tone as he spoke the last sentence. His voice was commanding, though he wasn’t demanding you to do anything.

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N. It’s nice to meet you, er..uhm…sir.” Though he said he wasn’t much for formalities, you were. And you couldn’t imagine calling your professor by their name. Especially not him…you didn’t want to become attached. You had a tendency to do that pretty easily. To your shock, his cheeks went red.

“Sir? God, you’ll make me feel old…but it’s nice to meet you, Y/N.” He took your hand In his and gave you a firm handshake. David’s eyes lingered on your lips, causing his hand to linger on yours just a moment too long to be professional. He then cleared his throat and retracted his hand.

“You too…It’s nice to meet you, I mean. Ugh, God I’m hopeless…let’s just start this I guess.” You laughed a bit and looked away, “I’m horrible with people, I’m sorry. I don’t get out much.”

“What do you mean? We’ve already started….Y/N? Turn around and look at me.” Usually, such a demand would make you break down and cry. But his voice wasn’t harsh, it was like he was begging you to look at him. He was letting you know that you were safe with him.

“I’m sorry,” You faced him again and locked eyes. You made it a point to study his eyes and the rest of his face for a few moments. “Do you like space?” You asked abruptly. He grinned.

“You watched me star gazing last night. I saw. I was waiting for you to come and join me but you just hid.” He laughed a bit and leaned back in his chair. “I haven’t actually talked to anyone here yet. None of the staff either…besides who hired me.” David pulls a chain out of his coat pocket, and attached to it is a little jar. He placed it in front of you on the desk.

“What’s this?” You picked it up and held it close to your face as you examined it.

“Moon dust! Well, that’s what the man who worked at the tourist trap I got it at said.” He laughed, “Spent $50 on that bloody thing in the middle of the Arizona desert.”

You smiled, finally calmed down a bit. You felt comfortable with him. He was comfortable. You went to hand it back, but he took your hand into both of his big ones and closed it around the necklace. “It’s yours.” He said with a grin. You just shook your head.

“I can’t take this from you…” You felt yourself getting emotional at how gentle he was being with you. Truth be told, you couldn’t remember the last time you’d touched another human. God, you did not want to cry right now. But he was pushing it.

“It would be rude of you not to. I want you to take it. Please, love. It’s the least I can do for stealing your bench.” You held onto the necklace tight as you stood up. There was no way you were ging to let him see you cry over something to trivial.

“I have to use the bathroom,” you said softly, biting the inside of your cheek. The concern in his eyes only drove you further to let yourself unravel. You turned and bolted out of the classroom, leaving your bag behind.

Somehow, you managed to make it to the bathroom and lock yourself in a stall before breaking down. You leaned up against the side of the stall and cried while holding the necklace close to your heart.

Having heard the bustle of people in the hallway, you assumed you’d been in there crying for 20 mixtures. Fuck. You were going to have to go get your stuff and be alone with him After taking a deep breath and cleaning your makeup up in the mirror to wash away the evidence, you started the short walk back to his class. The door was closed, so you knocked softly. He told you to enter almost immediately. As you stepped in, he put down the passers he was looking at and stood up.

“Christ, Y/N, I was worried about you. What happened? Are you sick, do you need anything?” He walked briskly towards you and placed a hand on your forehead to check your temperature. “You’re a bit hot.” His worried expression threatened to break into a smirk and you could tell.

“I’m fine…I’m okay I promise.” You WANTED to say yeah my face is hot because you’re touching me but you decided against it. You slowly moved away to grab your bag and head out but he grabbed your wrist.

“We still have another 30 minutes left of today’s lesson,” He said and smiled, “I’ll order some food after.” You nodded and sat at your desk and he sat at his. He pulled out a book and started flipping through it. You blushed when he looked over and noticed you watching him. He motioned for you to come sit next to him so you moved your chair over next to his.

“Let me read something to you…” He continued, “I pray you, sweetheart, counsel me whether it is better for a man to speak or die?" He looked at you from above his reading glasses.

“The Tales Of Heptameron. One of my favorites.” You we’re still rolling around the necklace in your hands.

“I knew you had good taste. Here..” he held his hand out for the necklace and you gave it to him. David stood up behind you and clasped the necklace. “So what do you think?” He asked and loomed over your shoulders. You looked back and up at him.

“The necklace? I love it, David. It’s very sweet of you…”

“No, silly. The question left hanging in the air. Is it better to speak or to die?“ it was a question you pondered more often than you’d admit. He sat back in his seat and watched you as you thought our your answer.

“Speak. Of course I think it’s better to speak. But personally, I’d rather die.” This earned a chuckle from David which made your heart flutter. “People often know the best choice but go along with the wrong one anyway. Usually, it’s easier. It’s less terrifying.” You noticed he was staring at you. His lips were slightly parted, and his eyebrows slightly arched. “I’m not good at answering questions simply.”

David’s mouth curved up into a smile, “Absolutely beautiful. Don’t ever apologize for talking. I like the way you speak.” You turned completely towards him.

“In this story, the knight will speak. David, I’m sorry I ran out of class earlier. I can’t remember the last time anyone’s been so gentle with me…I can’t remember the last time I ever even touched someone else.” You looked into his beautiful eyes warily. He reached a hand out to cup your cheek.

“Y/N, my dove. You are a wonderful soul. Come here,” He pulled you into his lap and held you. That was all it took for you to collapse into his arms and cry. “Poor thing. It’s alright. You don’t have to fake any emotions with me, or hide anything from me. I see a lot of myself in you…” You sniffled and sat up to look at him. David wiped your tears away with his thumb. “Excuse me if I’m overstepping but you don’t have anyone to be there for you, do you? I don’t either…”

You shook your head and wiped your face dry with your sleeves, now aware that you were sat in his lap. Your face heated up and you warily lifted a hand to play with his hair. “Are you sure we should be…umm..” You looked over at the door.

He faked a gasp and grabbed your waist with both hands, “Do you think something nefarious is going on here, little one? Naughty.” He tickled you softly which caused you to flail around.

“David! Hey!” You giggled and smacked his chest playfully.

“See! That’s good, that’s what I want to see. Big smiles.” David said and pinched your cheek.

You leaned against his chest, surprised to feel his heart thumping as hard as yours was. “Yeah, yeah…now how about that food?”

Pt 2 soon :)

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