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itsgreti · 3 days

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IN THE QUIET MOMENTS

pairing. james beaufort x f!reader

summary. james, burdened by his father's high expectations, finds strength in his relationship with (Y/N), who helps him get through the pressures of his legacy.

warning. mention of domestic abuse

word count. 1.2k

a/n: english is my second language, so if you find any mistakes, don't hesitate and text me!

(Y/N) and James Beaufort had been dating for a few months now, their relationship blossoming amidst the magnificence of the Beaufort estate and Maxton Hall. From their first date to their shared dreams and whispered secrets, their bond only grew stronger with each passing day. However, James still had secrets before (Y/N). His father, a tough presence in their lives, had high expectations for James, that weighed heavily on his shoulders.

James was the heir to the Beaufort family legacy, immersed in wealth, power, and influence. His father, Mortimer Beaufort, was a harsh man, known for his rigid standards and desire for power. From a young age, James was groomed to take over the family business, to uphold the Beaufort name with honour and distinction. Yet, the pressures of living up to his father's expectations were immense, and James was unable to decide about his fate. He often hid these feelings by being arrogant, but his true personality is far from that.

Despite his inner turmoil, James was determined not to burden (Y/N) with his worries. He enjoyed every moment they shared, treasuring the moments of joy away from the pressures of his family's obligations. (Y/N) was his sanctuary, her presence a comforting anchor for his troubled soul. He wanted to protect her from the harsh realities of his world, to shield her from the weight of his responsibilities.

One sunny afternoon, (Y/N) decided to surprise James by visiting the Beaufort mansion. She had a big smile on her face and a bouquet of wildflowers in her hand, knowing how much James loved their simplicity among the grandiose setting of his home. As she entered the luxurious halls of the mansion, she couldn't help but feel a pang of nervousness. Even though she feels comfortable with his family, sometimes she feels like an outsider in James's world, but he always reassures her that only their happiness matters.

Upon reaching James's study, she found him seated at his desk, his brow furrowed in concentration. Papers were strewn across the desk, and he seemed lost in thought, his mind burdened by hidden troubles. But it wasn't his focused expression that caught her attention; it was the scar cutting his usually flawless lips. Worrying flooded into her as she rushed to his side, her heart aching at the sight of his pain.

"James, what happened?" she asked, gently tracing the scar with her fingertips. Her touch was light, but it carried all the love and worry she felt for him.

James looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain and reluctance. "It's nothing, just a minor accident," he replied, his voice tense. He tried to muster a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.

(Y/N) could see through his disguise. She knew there was more to the story, and she wasn't about to let him brush it off so easily. "James, please," she urged, her voice soft but determined. "You can tell me."

For a moment, James hesitated, his gaze flickering with uncertainty. He had always prided himself on being strong, on keeping his troubles to himself. But then, as if the weight of his secret became too much to bear, he finally gave in.

"It's my father," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "He... he expects so much from me, (Y/N). I try to live up to his standards, but sometimes it feels like I'm drowning."

(Y/N) reached out, taking his hand in hers, offering him comfort and support. "You don't have to face this alone, James," she said, her voice filled with sympathy. "We're in this together."

Tears welled in James's eyes as he looked at her, overwhelmed by her firm love and understanding. "Thank you, (Y/N)," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "You don't know how much that means to me."

(Y/N) squeezed his hand, her heart aching for him. "James, you don't need to prove anything to anyone, least of all your father. I'm here for you, no matter what."

James sighed, a deep, tired sound that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. "I know, but it's hard. My father has always been so demanding. He wants me to be perfect, to follow in his footsteps. He is prioritizing the business before the family. I-"

(Y/N) cupped his cheek, forcing him to look into her eyes. "James, listen to me. You are not your father. You have your path to follow, and your own dreams to pursue. Don't let his expectations define you. You are more than enough just as you are."

James closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Her words were like a balm to his wounded spirit, offering him a spark of hope amidst the darkness. "Thank you, (Y/N). I don't know what I would do without you."

"I'm not going anywhere," she promised, her voice steady and reassuring. "We'll face this together, one step at a time."

As they sat together in the quiet sanctuary of James's study, (Y/N) made a silent promise to always be there for him, to share his burdens and his joys, and to love him entirely, now and forever.

James pulled her into his arms, holding her close as if afraid she might slip away. "I love you, (Y/N)," he whispered against her hair, his voice filled with emotions.

"I love you too, James," she replied, her own voice thick with tears. "We'll get through this together, I promise."

In that moment, (Y/N) realized just how much James had been carrying on his shoulders, how he had been silently struggling under the weight of his family’s legacy. But she also knew that together, they could face any challenge that came their way.

In the following days, James continued to cope with his father's tasks, attending press conferences or negotiating about new business collaborations. But with (Y/N) by his side, he began to find a sense of balance, a way to navigate the duties without losing himself in the process. She stood by him during difficult conversations with his father, offering her steady support. And slowly but surely, James began to carve out a space for himself, a place where he could be true to his own wishes and dreams.

One evening, as they sat together in the garden of the Beaufort mansion, surrounded by the scent of blooming flowers and the soft glow of the setting sun, James turned to (Y/N) with a look of gratitude and love.

"You've changed my life, (Y/N)," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I don't know how I would have faced all of this without you."

(Y/N) smiled, her heart swelling with affection. "You've changed mine too, James. And I'm so proud of the man you're becoming."

James leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. At that moment, as they bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, (Y/N) was happier than ever. And as they held each other close, their hearts beating in harmony, they knew that their love was the greatest strength they could ever have.

#james beaufort #james beaufort fanfiction #james beaufort imagines #james beaufort x reader #james beaufort x you #damian hardung #maxton hall #maxton hall fanfiction #maxton hall the world between us

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peachyfnaf · 1 day

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haven't exactly watched the show in over a month but hearing what's going on. It's like everyone in it wants to ignore moon's health, plus fans just acting like he should die because of this.

he needs help first and foremost. not like a second death

FOR REAL- THAT'S PRETTY MUCH WHAT'S HAPPENING. EVERYTHING IS GOING WRONG AND NOT IN A FUN WAY, NOT ANYMORE. Not to mention that ever since his hallucination of Solar, Moon has been acting so incredibly out of character it's legit frustrating me. Hell, everyone's been out of character. He would not fucking say that. She would not fucking say that. None of them would fucking say that.

Imma use this ask as an excuse to rant about things that are making me Peeved now lmao.

First off, HERE'S THE THING, some people want this version of Moon to die rn? That, I get. I understand. Because this Moon fucking sucks. This Moon is so out of character compared to the one from like a month ago. He's acting like a villain about to twirl his damn oily mustache all like "I need to kill Ruin and Bloodmoon muahaha!1!". WHICH I COULD JUSTIFY IF HE WAS DOING IT FOR THE SAKE OF HIS FAMILY/DUE TO SHITTY MENTAL HEALTH. BUT NO. HE'S DOING IT OUT OF PRIDE AND THE SELFISH WANT FOR DEATH. HE'S NOT EVEN DOING IT FOR SOLAR ANYMORE.

And that just makes NO FUCKING SENSE because not only was New Moon's whole thing that he was going to be better, literally THE ONLY THING OLD MOON WANTED HIM TO DO WAS TO KEEP THE FAMILY SAFE AND HAPPY. AND NEW MOON IS DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF THAT. I'm so upset rn jdkfhdsf

And then not to mention the way the other's are treating him- Sun is off my shitlist as of today due to the crisis he's having because, for some reason, the choice to whether or not we're killing New Moon is solely in his hands??? Wack. But. Earth and Lunar. Earth and Lunar. I'm not favorable to them right now at all. Earth, according to her, is supposed to be good at reading/understanding people, if not a "therapist". She should understand that Moon said what he said out of a place of fear, anger, ect. Not from his heart. She has every right for it to have hurt her, but for her to basically disown him? Also wack. The only thing I like about her rn is how she seemingly crushed Bm like a bug lmao. And Lunar? God, Lunar was just so unnecessarily bitchy to Moon in that one ""heart to heart"" episode. That "Fuck him!" pissed me off so very much. Dude, that is your brother who is going into a mental spiral over the death of someone he loved. That is your brother. Wack as hell.

AND not to MENTION everything going on w/ Monty- I literally love them 90% of the time but them deciding to NOT LISTEN TO PUPPET when she told them to NOT RESCUE EARTH ALONE literally made me sigh in frustration/disappointment. That is the one thing, the ONE THING she told them not to do. And Monty did it anyways. And Puppet is a MULTIDIMENSIONAL BEING WITH POWERS/ABILITIES/MAGIC FAR BEYOND ANYTHING MONTY COULD UNDERSTAND, AND THE ONLY THING SHE ASKED FOR MONTY TO DO, WAS FOR MONTY TO TRUST HER. And they Didn't. They didn't trust her, and they went alone, and now they're paying the price. Sighs.

No one is talking to each other. There's too much happening at once, aka the story is so bloated. This arc simultaneously feels too rushed and too slow. I'm so fucking salty. And now I'm gonna go eat food and draw sdkfjhds

#ty for this ask harper it gave me an excuse to Rant SKDJFHFDS #tsams #the sun and moon show #tlaes #the lunar and earth show #tmgafs #the montgomery gator and foxy show #yappin about smtn tag #and im gonna make a New tag for when i am salty/angry in case peeps wanna block it lmao #the duck is seasoned. (salty)#< there we go. i think im funny. fkjhdsf

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gracev0609 · 2 days

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Need You Close Pt. 3 Pride Edition

Josh Kiszka X Danny Wagner

A @lipstickitty / gracev0609 collaboration.

Danny reveals more of himself and Josh is there to support him, and be more than a friend.

Slash Fic

Warning: 18+ only, Minors DNI, Slash, Explicit Sex, M/M,

WC: 4k+

On the morning of June 1st, Josh woke to the sun shining through the window and Danny’s warm body pressed against his back, the same position they’d fallen asleep in the night before. He could hear Danny’s soft snores, his breath warming Josh’s neck bringing him comfort. He gently untangled himself from Danny’s embrace to slowly turn over to face him, brushing his curls off his face and cupping his cheek in one hand to kiss him awake.

Danny stirred at the feeling of Josh’s plush lips on his own, humming in sleepy contentment at the sweet wake-up call. “I could get used to that.” He whispered against Josh’s lips, one hand moving to settle on Josh’s waist.

“Mmm, me too. Happy Pride month, love.” Josh pressed their lips together again, tangling his fingers in Danny’s messy curls from being slept on.

“Happy Pride, Joshy.” He grinned, stroking his hand up and down Josh’s back.

“Jake and Sam want us to meet them at the festival in, like, an hour and a half so we have to get ready, Dan.”

Danny poked out his bottom lip in a pout, batting his lashes, “Just lay with me for five more minutes? Please?”

Josh giggled, “Anything for you.” He buried his face in the crook of Danny’s neck and threw an arm over his waist, melting back into him.

After those five minutes were up (and maybe another five), the two of them climbed out of bed and got in the shower. Danny begged Josh to wash his hair for him and he happily obliged as long as Danny was also willing to wash his. After they finished up in the bathroom, they picked out their clothes for the day and got dressed, then Josh helped Danny with his makeup- just a little bit of glitter and liner on his eyes and just a touch of highlighter to accent his cheekbones and Cupid’s bow.

“You look so pretty, Danny. Your lashes are so long.” Josh fawned over him, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. Danny’s cheeks pinkened just a little, stroking his thumb over Josh’s cheek. Then Josh applied his own liner and highlight, letting Danny apply his glitter and rhinestones.

Once they were both ready to go, they walked out to Danny’s car hand in hand, fingers staying interlocked through the entirety of the drive. Jake and Sam had also carpooled and appeared to have just pulled into the agreed upon parking lot right around the same time Josh and Danny arrived. Danny retrieved the bag carrying the blankets for everyone to sit on and the giant rainbow flag that Josh had brought with them from the trunk, slinging it over his shoulder as the four of them started walking.

They all had a blast, eating and having a few drinks and checking out all the sights and enjoying the company. They came across a fountain in the park, all lit up in rainbow lights and Danny knew he wanted a picture. He wrapped the flag around his shoulders and posed in front of the fountain for Josh to take a photo, a big smile on his face.

🏳️‍🌈❤️🏳️‍🌈❤️🏳️‍🌈❤️

Josh and Danny lay curled up in bed together after the festival, legs tangled together and Josh’s head on Danny’s chest. Danny scrolled through the photos on his phone while Josh helped him pick out the perfect ones to include with his Instagram post. He wanted to make a Pride post, and he wanted Josh’s help choosing the pictures and deciding what he wanted to say. Josh pointed at the screen excitedly when Danny got to the one they’d taken that day, Danny beaming in front of the rainbow lights with the flag wrapped around his shoulders.

“You definitely have to put that one in there, it’s perfect.” Josh mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to Danny’s pec.

Danny bit his lip, the butterflies amped up in his stomach,” You think so?”

“I know so! You look gorgeous in every picture. Everyone is going to think so.”

Danny mumbled into his hair,” I'm not sure what to put as the caption. I'm not… I'm not 100 percent sure what my label is.”

Josh suddenly turned over so he was looking Danny in the face,” Danny, love. You don't need one if none of them feel right. And your specifics don't necessarily need to be everyone's business. We'll all love and support you whatever you decide.”

Danny leaned down, kissing Josh on the lips,” Thank you Josh, I love you and appreciate you.”

After crafting the perfect caption for his Instagram post Danny held his breath and hit post. Everyone in his personal life already knew about his sexuality, but he felt it was time to tell the world. Ultimately the opinions of the public didn't matter, he had his friends and his family and his lovers.

“Danny, I'm so proud of you. Everyone is going to be so excited for you.”

Josh grasped onto Danny's hand, bringing it to his mouth kissing it. Almost immediately his phone started dinging, like and comments were flooding in. Danny propped up his phone as Josh snuggled into his side again, scrolling through reading every, I love you Danny!, I'm so proud of you!, We love you for who you are!, comment.

“See love? Everyone loves you. My brothers love you, I love you, all our fans love you.” Josh turned his head away from the screen, taking in Danny's face. The tears beginning to fall as his bottom lip quivered.

Danny whispers,” They're happy tears. I feel so relieved. Everyone knows and they love me, and everything is going to be okay.”

Josh cups Danny's face in his hands,” You're right baby, everything is going to be okay.”

They just cuddled up to one another for a little while, exchanging soft kisses and gentle touches before Josh broke the silence, “Tell me Danny, how do you want to celebrate this monumental occasion? We can chill here, I have a fat blunt we can smoke. Or we could go to the bar? Whatever you want, love.”

Danny pretended to be deep in thought for a moment, “Both. Definitely both.”

Josh giggled and booped his nose before standing to grab the blunt and a lighter from his bag. He held the flame to the end as he inhaled, getting it sparked up and taking a big hit just standing in front of the bed fully bare with Danny’s eyes glued to him. He crawled back onto the bed and exhaled the cloud of smoke over his head before passing the blunt to Danny. Danny wrapped his free arm around Josh’s waist and pulled him into his chest so they could just enjoy the feeling of being close to each other while they passed it back and forth.

When the blunt had dwindled down to almost nothing, Josh looked up at Danny taking in his squinty eyes with a soft giggle. “What’s so funny?” Danny pouted.

“You’re fried. It’s cute.”

Danny laughed, “So are you Joshy.” Looking at Josh’s barely open eyes that closely resemble his own. They soaked in the smoky haze a little longer before getting dressed and walking down the block hand in hand to the nearest bar.

Josh ordered their drinks and asked Danny to find them a place to sit while he waited by the bar. They sipped their drinks, talking and laughing, both getting thoroughly crossfaded by their second drink.

“I want you to fuck me good when we get back.” Danny met Josh’s eyes across the table, both equally as intoxicated.

A smirk stretched across Josh’s lips as he nodded in response. “You’re the one that wanted to come here, Danny.” He said teasingly.

Danny huffed, “Yeah, I know, but you look really hot and you love me and you always make it feel so good and I just need you.” cheeks flushed, his eyes were narrowed into slits.

Josh blinked in surprise before pulling Danny by the hand so they could pay the tab and get the hell out of there. “You can still get it up, right Dan?” He teased with a smirk as they walked out of the bar and back towards their hotel.

Danny pulled Josh’s hand to cup the bulge in his pants, “I don’t know, you tell me.”

Josh's eyes widened as he felt him rock hard beneath his pants,”Someone's a little excited.”

Danny continues his hold on Josh's wrist, gently guiding his hand to rub up and down. Josh stares in disbelief, Danny never lets loose, he never lets himself get this uninhibited. Josh lets him take what he wants until a small moan slips through Danny's lips.

“Alright alright, give me my hand back before you get us in trouble.” Josh giggles retrieving his hand from his crotch.

They keep on walking back in the direction towards the hotel, Josh a step or two in front of Danny. Over his shoulder he hears Danny giggle. It seems as soon as he stops a short burst of giggles slip through his lips again.

“What could you possibly be giggling at back there?” Josh asked.

In a voice a smidge too loud Danny speaks,” It's still hard! It just won't go down.”

Turning around Josh met with Danny just about palming himself as he points out his situation,” Well, you've gotta stop touching it first. That would probably help,” Danny looks at him, his big brown eyes resembling a puppy,” Just put your hands in your pockets Daniel. Can't be doing that in public, Jesus.”

Josh sighs and Dannys fit of giggles resumes as he tries to stretch out the fabric with his fists. “ What's got you so worked up anyway?”

‘You! You look so hot. Can't help it.”

Now it was Josh's turn to giggle. Danny closed the gap, wrapping his arms around Josh's shoulders, trying to grind against any part of him he could reach.

“Okay, now you're basically dry humping me. Baby just wait a few more minutes, once we get into the hotel room I'm all yours.”

“Fine..” Danny huffed, “just really need you!”

The remainder of the walk to the hotel was mostly quiet other than their drunken giggles. Josh gripped Danny’s wrist as they approached the hotel doors, pulling them to a gentle stop before entering, “I need you to be good and stay quiet until we get to the elevator, okay? Just until we’re on the elevator.” Josh asked, big brown eyes pleading with Danny’s.

Danny nodded, giggling, and they walked hand in hand to the elevator.

As soon as the door closed, Danny was on him, grinding his painfully hard cock into Josh’s hip. His lips and tongue explored every bit of Josh’s neck that he could access, making Josh tip his head back in pleasure. One of Danny’s hands moved to palm Josh over his pants, applying gentle pressure until the elevator dinged as they reached their floor. Josh hurriedly tried to adjust their disheveled clothing to the best of his ability, but he knew a few things for absolutely certain- there was only so much he could do in his current state, it was late and realistically the number of people they’d come across on the way to their room would likely be very low, and lastly that he didn’t truly give a fuck as long as he could get his hands on Danny.

No sooner had the door to the room swung shut behind them and they were both rushing to throw their clothes off, hands tugging and pulling in their frenzy to get each other undressed. Danny dropped to his knees once Josh was fully bare, licking a long stripe up the underside of his cock. The head was flushed red and leaking, Danny savoring the taste of him on his tongue as he swirled it around the tip.

“Fuck.” Josh gasped out as Danny’s lips wrapped around his tip creating gentle suction. His gaze was fixed on Danny between his legs, watching his every movement even as his eyes fought to stay open. He watched as Danny pulled off of him for just long enough to spit in his hand and wrap it around his own length, gently stroking himself as he took Josh back in his warm mouth.

Danny had been so desperate for it for so long, it didn’t take long for his moans to grow whiny and needy, his cries being muffled by Josh’s length nudging the back of his throat. His hand sped its rhythm just slightly but Josh noticed. “Don’t you dare cum yet, Daniel. You promised me that pretty pink hole of yours, I want it.” He scolded, watching to make sure Danny obeyed and pulled his hand away. “There’s my good boy.” He cooed, hands tangling in Danny’s curls to tug him up for a passionate kiss.

“I just wanna make you feel good. We’re celebrating you tonight, remember?” His hands gently cupped Danny’s face as he kissed his breath away. “All fours on the bed for me, baby.”

Danny’s eyes darkened, he loved when Josh took control like that. He immediately obeyed, arching his back for Josh while he retrieved their favorite lube from his suitcase.

Josh admired the way Danny looked as he crawled back onto the bed, trailing kisses from the back of Danny’s neck down to the base of his spine. His hands went to gently squeeze and massage Danny’s hips and ass, ending with a nip right in the crease of his thigh below his cheek. Josh couldn't help himself, his eyes feasted upon Danny's entrance fluttering in anticipation. His hands kneaded the muscles as he gently spread him, leaning down letting his tongue lick a fat stripe across his entrance.

“Fuck Josh!” Danny moans out into the pillows.

Next Josh's lips came down to meet his sensitive skin, placing kisses there to make him squirm. Soon enough his tongue joined thoroughly licking and sucking at his hole, anything to encourage the absolute filth that was streaming from Danny's mouth.

He yipped when Josh wiggled his tongue, slipping into his entrance.

“Jesus Christ, fuck baby, feels so good!”

Josh continues to lick, suck and prod at Danny's pretty pink orifice until he's squirming away babbling that he's getting close.

“Okay okay!” Danny flips around facing Josh as he's kneeling at the foot of the bed dramatically wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand.

“Feel good?” Josh smiled sweetly like he wasn't just devouring a sensitive body part.

Danny gulped,”Yeah… felt really good. Really, really good. Um.. I haven't had anyone do that to me before.”

Josh's eyebrows shot up in surprise, he couldn't understand how anyone else had been able to resist worshiping every single part of his lovers body.

“Well, I'll do it whenever you want. I love eating people out.”

Danny chuckles as he talks so nonchalantly like they're speaking about the weather.

“ You're cute Joshy.” Danny settles into the blankets, admiring him.

Josh cups his face in the palm of his hand,”You ready to keep going baby?”

Smiling at the boy when he nods, gently spreading his legs.

With one more sweet kiss to Danny’s lips, Josh coated his fingers in the creamy substance and rubbed them over Danny’s fluttering hole. The viscous fluid combined with the leftover slick of Josh’s saliva made his fingers glide over Danny’s skin so smoothly and the visual had him reeling.

Danny rolled over onto his side, patting the spot behind him for Josh to fit into. Josh nestled himself in behind Danny’s body, peppering kisses along the back of his neck and along his shoulders as he eased his first finger inside.

“More, Josh. I can take two. Please.” Danny pleaded, the whine in his tone rendering Josh unable to deny him, his middle finger slipping in alongside his index. Danny sighed in relief, clenching around Josh’s fingers as a signal to move. He slowly pumped those two fingers in and out, his free hand stroking up and down Danny’s spine.

“Another.” Danny sighed, hips pushing back against Josh’s fingers.

“You sure, love?”

“I’m positive. Please.”

Josh soothed him with a few kisses to the heated skin of his back as his ring finger joined his other two, slowly easing them in and out as he adjusted to the stretch. Josh curled his fingers with precision, having become well acquainted with all of Daniel’s sweet spots by then. An animalistic groan escaped from his lips as Josh’s fingers began abusing that spot, his hand reaching behind him to grip Josh’s wrist.

“Please baby, ‘m ready.” He breathed, long fingers stroking over Josh’s hand lovingly.

With a whispered ‘okay’ Josh slowly retracted his fingers, clean hand rubbing Danny’s hip absentmindedly as he began coating his throbbing cock in lube.

Inch by inch Josh slowly pushed into Danny’s entrance, feeling his walls fluttering around him. He stilled with his hips flush against Danny’s, breathing deeply with his lips pressed to Danny’s shoulder. Danny wriggled and squirmed a bit, trying to will Josh to move.

“Aht. Just feel me Danny.” Josh's hands skirt down his back and his hips, feeling the broad man underneath him.

Only moments pass before Danny is arching his back begging for Josh to do more.

“So. Fucking. Desperate.” His thrusts punctuating his words,” Gotta remember how horny vodka makes you.”

Danny's laugh quickly turns into a moan as he pushes himself back on Josh's cock, his tip nudging that spot deep inside him. He grabs his hard length, tapping it against the plush mattress, eager for some more stimulation as he's dripped a small puddle of arousal onto the sheets below him already. Behind him Josh repositions, propping his leg up so he can fuck him harder, pushing his hips down closer to the mattress as he pounds away into him.

Danny's hands clench as the delicious drag of his cock against the fabric sends a shiver down his spine.

“Want more Joshy, please.”

Without pulling out Josh maneuvers him to his back, lifting up his left leg, hitching it on his shoulder so he can drive deeply inside of him.

As he continues to thrust into him punishingly, Danny's a babbling mess totally consumed in pleasure. He leans over grabbing the discarded bottle of lube. Drizzling the white creamy substance onto Danny's neglected length, that's been leaking as it bounces against his stomach in time with Josh's thrusts. He grips him loosely in his hand, smearing the lube across his heated skin. Danny groans getting the stimulation he needed.

“Such a good boy baby, taking me so well, perfect tight little hole wrapped around me, fuck, feels so good.”

The noise that leaves Danny’s lips at the praise is obscene, and Josh is certain he never wants to stop hearing it. “Keep talking, Josh, please!” He begs, head thrown back on the pillows as Josh fucks him into the mattress.

“You want me to talk to you, baby? You wanna hear how you’re always so fucking perfect for me? How I could spend the rest of my life right here, between your thighs, and be the happiest man alive?” Josh grunts between punishing thrusts, watching Danny’s eyes flutter.

“Yes, fuck! Oh my god, Josh, you feel so fucking good. Don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop!” Danny sobs out while Josh’s tip pounds into his spot relentlessly. Josh can see Danny’s cock jumping with each violent thrust into him and wraps his fist around his length, feeling him pulse against his palm.

“You close, love? Gonna give it to me? Nice and messy all over me, I want it. You’re okay baby, I’ve got you.” Josh grunts through gritted teeth, stroking in time with his thrusts. His hips stutter slightly and he breathes in deeply through his nose, desperate to hold back his high until Danny lets go first.

“So fucking close- I- tell me you love me, Josh, please? I need to hear it!” His voice comes out in a near sob and Josh feels his heart leap in his chest as they both tremble.

“I love you Daniel, I love you, fuck, I love you!” He screams out, sending Danny crashing into his orgasm, painting both their bodies with his release. The only sounds leaving his lips are groans, whimpers, and cries of Josh’s name as he comes undone, the sight of him sending Josh over the edge as well, spurting deep inside of Danny’s walls. He crashes their lips together in a bruising kiss as his body collapses on top of Danny’s, trying to convey all his love and affection into that one single kiss.

He feels his cheeks getting damp and pulls back slightly to see tears slowly rolling down Danny’s cheeks, sniffling quietly. He knows Danny isn’t upset, just overcome with emotion and still tipsy from his earlier indulgence and he just cradles Danny’s head to his chest, petting his hair.

“Oh Danny….I do, I really love you.”

He nuzzles against Josh's tear and sweat dampened chest, relishing in the love flowing in the room. After their hearts stop pounding and their breathing evens Josh gently pulls out, laying next to Danny, still pressed against his skin.

“You mean it?”

Josh's eyes find his,” Of course I mean it love.”

Danny pulls Josh's head down to rest against his own chest, butterflies amping up in his stomach.

“D-do you want to try? Being with me, I mean.?”

His hands shake lightly as his fingers trail up and down Josh's back, awaiting his answer. Josh leans in, kissing his forehead,” I think it would be worth a shot, don't you think? I think we deserve to give us a chance.”

Danny smiles wide, tears appearing in the corners of his eyes,” You mean it? You'll be mine?”

He nods his head,” Of course, and you'll be mine?”

Danny leans forward tangling his hair in his fists bringing his face to his, crashing their lips together. Josh eagerly reciprocates the kiss. Sucking on his bottom lip as he pulls away he giggles,” At least we know the sex works.”

“Yeah! The sex definitely works…”

“Do you want the guys to know?” Danny questions, meeting Josh’s gaze.

“Yeah, of course! I wanna kiss you all the time…” he giggles, pressing their lips together again to prove his point. “We can tell them in the morning. I wanna snuggle with my boyfriend.”

“Can we shower first, love? I’m all sticky.” Danny complains, laughter rumbling his chest where Josh’s head rests.

“Anything for you.” Josh kisses him again, then goes to start the shower for the two of them.

🏳️‍🌈❤️🏳️‍🌈❤️🏳️‍🌈❤️

The next morning, they wake still pressed against one another, basking in the skin to skin contact until they finally decide to get ready to face the day. They go about their morning routines and then head to Jake’s room, knowing it was highly likely that he was awake but hadn’t yet left the comfort of the room.

Josh bangs on the door, “WAKE UP CALL!”

“Shut the fuck up!” They’re met with Sam’s sleepy whine making Josh raise an eyebrow. They hear Jake’s feet stomping over to the door before he whips it open, glaring at them.

“What?” Jake groans, stifling a yawn.

“What’s Sam doing here?” Danny asks, confusion painting his features. Jake steps aside to let them in once he realizes they’re not letting him go back to sleep.

“The neighbors were fuckin loud.” Sam answers, giving a pointed glance to each of them making them blush.

“That’s kinda what we wanted to talk about- we’re together now.” Josh says with a shy smile.

“We’ve been sleeping together for a while.” Danny explains.

“Oh trust me, we know.” Jake rolls his eyes.

“You’re not slick. The last place we stayed at, you were next to me then too and your headboard was slamming into my wall for over an hour. Honestly, good for you.” Sam laughs, clapping Danny on the back.

“We had a sleepover then too.” Jake chuckles, pulling them both into a hug one after the other. “Seriously though, we’re happy for you both. You deserve to be happy.”

#gvf #josh kiszka #josh gvf #danny gvf #danny wagner #gvf fanfiction #gvf smut #greta van smut #josh kiszka smut #danny wagner smut #josh x danny #jake gvf #sam gvf

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idk if i sent this ask already but the feeling is so much stronger now. i want to baby those bllk men so much theyre so insufferably lovesick its so delightful

me about isagi so bad . him and rin and bachira i would not be able to stop myself from cooing at them. it is some kind of sickness and disease. i genuinely think about it so much KJDSFHFKJD. it makes up so much of my bllk daydreaming....

isagi is my beloved so forreal but being honest there is something . something about rin itoshi that makes me want to coddle him so fucking badly KJFDSJSDK. i know he would hiss and bite at me like cat but i want to do it so bad... i need to pinch his cheek... need to praise him... i can't believe what writing him has done to me i didn't even like the guy a couple months ago .

but he is just sooo... he truly activates the worst of my service top habits. its such a sickness anon it literally plagues me to think about it.

its the same for isagi though i think his reaction is a bit more cutesy when he's being pampered. it's sweet and thoughtful - very charming in a diff way from rin !!! he's like ... quite embarrassed and incredibly loveable the whole itme. isagi appreciates the being pampered and he's good at adapting to his partner, though he can't fully let himself indulge in it (a pride thing). rin is also embarassed but he wants to fight about it.

the only who really lets you spoil spoil him though is in my mind bachira. he loveeesss being spoiled and looked after and kissed and cuddled and he will simply not feel any embarrassment about it ever. he IS your baby and everyone should know actually. he will crawl into your lap or have you pulled into his... actively asks you for praise and attention (and gets . alarmingly aggressive when you're busy. he is a danger to society) but when he's happy he's like a docile sweetheart.

#return to sender #a.bllk #i am. so genuinely constantly thinking about how much i want to pamper isagi it is a disease #he is sooo fucking loveable like that like its so cute he gets kind of doe eyed and very !!!!!#AND RIN.... IT IS THE BKG LOVER IN ME BUT HIS TSUNDERE ANTICS ARE AT MAX WHEN HE IS BEING SPOILED #HE DOES LIKE IT BUT HE HATESSS AND RESENTS THAT HE LIKES IT AND ITS SO CUTE #rin gets so possessive of you after the first time you truly make him feel spoiled. he was already crazy #but the minute you play in his hair and call him sweet and good he is going to kill anyone who breathes near you .#he is your baby and does that make him want to get crushed by rocks? a little. but it feel sooo nice when you play with his hair so whateve #bachira is perfect in every way but he's the most like. aggressive in general #if you're the type to pamper him he will expect it forever and will become restless without it #and he'll be weird about it too. 'take responsiblity for making me like this' type and a teeny bit sadistic when its been too long #ough this is making my head spin FUCK

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Draco's Birthday (2024)

The Pretense by vinewrappeddragon - M, one-shot - SCANDAL OF THE CENTURY: GRANGER ENSNARES MALFOY IN SORDID LOVE TRAP! War heroine Hermione Granger and former Death Eater Draco Malfoy have shocked the wizarding world by entering into a torrid romance no one saw coming! In an explosive exposé, The Daily Prophet's roving reporters uncovered the unlikely pair's secret affair - complete with candlelit trysts, heated public rows, and a sudden whirlwind engagement that has left tongues wagging across Britain. But is their love the real thing or merely an elaborate ruse to advance their own agendas? The answer may surprise you...and shake the very foundations of our society!

A Long Time Coming by ahuie19 - E, 5 chapters - Nearing both Draco's birthday and their first wedding anniversary, Hermione works on a secret present.

Boring Birthday by AutumnFWoods - E, one-shot - All Draco wants to do, is spend is 30th birthday with his new girlfriend, his friends have other ideas.

It’s My Party (I’ll Cry If I Want To) by magicalsydney (magicandmanuscripts) - G, one-shot - Draco Malfoy having a no good birthday party until his wife gives him his favorite gift to date.

Emerald Green Ribbon by Ashabadash - E, one-shot - Draco was simply trying to have a productive day at work, but apparently, that's too much to ask when the day in question is also his birthday. or Draco receives a surprise package for his birthday and now he can't focus on anything else.

Twisted Affairs by itsnotpomegranate - E, one-shot - Draco Malfoy prided himself on being an individual that didn’t believe in absolutes, at least, not anymore. However, there were two things he was absolutely positive about. Number one, he hated the day of his birth with passion. He hated celebrating the bloody date. Nothing good ever happened (were it not the day of his birth). But what really consolidated the bad omen of the 5th of June was the fact that he had become a death eater that same day. From then onwards, Draco preferred to forget the date completely and if he never had to celebrate his birthday again, he’d be a happy wizard. Number two, he was not at all deserving of the love of the one and only, Hermione Granger. (Not a hard deduction really, being that he was a former death eater and she the fucking Golden Girl.) So, it came with no surprise, albeit with considerable loads of pain, that on the day of his 29th birthday, his girlfriend was going to end things up with him. It was worse than that, actually. He knew she was having an affair with another.

Of Piercings and Perversions by vinewrappeddragon - E, 2 chapters - no summary

Draco Malfoy's Correct Comportment for Courting by multiimoments - E, one-shot - Three times Draco was a gentleman and one time he wasn't.

She Put a Bow On It by MissusB - E, one-shot - Draco hated the attention. There was only one exception and this wasn’t it. Still, Blaise had conjured a birthday party out of his arse faster than Draco could tell him not to bother. --- OR Blaise throws Draco a birthday party to get him and Hermione back together because they're both pining idiots who refuse to just say so.

Happy Birthday, Old Man by Biirdiee_Rose - E, one-shot - Draco can't help but feel old after not being able to party like he used to. His darling wife decides to cheer him up with a little birthday treat.

hummingbird heartbeat by riddikulus_puff - E, one-shot - “You give me that hummingbird heartbeat. Spread my wings and make me fly.”

Pizza Puns & Granger's Buns by peoniesandcedarwood - E, one-shot - The one where Draco delivers more than just pizza to a hungry Hermione.

Gold Around The Edges by mysterydragonss - not rated, one-shot - Draco knows he won't get the one thing he really wants for his birthday, and makes it everyone else's problem. Who said long distance was a good idea again? *** He’d been dating Hermione Granger for three years, seven months, and fifteen days (not that he was counting), but he hadn’t physically seen her in over a year. She’d been offered the job of a lifetime, researching rare creatures in the deepest darkest parts of the Amazon, and he’d actively encouraged her to go, even if that had been akin to carving out an organ. He’d been selfish for a lot of his life, and had been working on it. He would never understand why people raved about being ‘good’ so often, it was tiring, painful, and made him want to break things.

Alone Together by PotionChemist - E, WIP - On Draco Malfoy's fortieth birthday, he receives an unexpected lunch invitation. He finds himself in a complicated situation with the Minister for Magic and her ex-husband.

#draco's birthday #dramione

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While we’re all here, I just want to point out that Stolas… never really apologized or truly repented for any of the harm he caused Blitzø, or at least in a way that would actually mean something. For the situation at Ozzie’s, he does apologize over text, but not for anything specific, it basically boils down to “Sorry if I made you feel bad :,(” and ESPECIALLY not in Full Moon.

Yeah, he ended the deal at last, but let’s all remember that he only did it after Blitzø rejected him because of that. He thought that all he had to do was give him the option to opt out to get a more intimate relationship, and though he said it wasn’t right, he never owns up to the fact that he was the one who made the deal in the first place. And when all of this makes Blitzø understandably confused and upset and he starts calling him out, does the sniveling owl listen and let him process the information? NOPE, he kicks him out immediately cus he didn’t instantly swoon and fall into his arms.

Poor Blitzø man. Get him all the potential love interests that aren’t Stolas.

A very happy pride month to Blitzo and his polycule of Non-Stolases.

#Anonymous #viv stuff #stolitz critical #actual blog post

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A/N: HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE!! Today I just wrote some silly little headcanons on how I think some JJK characters would react to you coming out to them as Non-Binary and asking them to use they/them pronouns for you (this is DEFINITELY not completely self indulgent. Definitely not, mhm.) Also, readers relationships with everyone is platonic as I picture them as a minor in this. It’s not clear that they’re a minor though so you don’t need to keep that in mind.

— Peanut <3

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How JJK Characters Would React To You Coming Out To Them As Non-Binary And Asking Them To Use They/Them Pronouns For You || Part 1 [Satoru Gojo, Toji Fushiguro, Sukuna Ryomen]

Summary: you come out to JJK Characters as non-binary and ask them to use they/them pronouns.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Reader uses they/them pronouns, reader is AFAB in Toji’s, fluff, mentions of transphobia, mentions of death, not proofread, possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lmk if I missed anything.

Satoru Gojo

“Coolio.” He gives you a thumbs up and a bright smile.

He moves on pretty quickly, so you assume he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable by making a scene.

Or at least that’s what you thought until the next day when you came into the classroom, ready for another day at Jujutsu High.

It started like any normal day until you opened the classroom door and there’s party poppers exploding your way, drenching you in confetti.

“SURPRISEEEEE!!”

You are completely taken off guard, not expecting this at all.

There is rainbow bunting everywhere, rainbow napkins and rainbow plastic cups. There is a cake on one of the desks drowned in skittles.

Gojo forced everyone to wear party hats with the non-binary flag on them as well.

Megumi is wearing his usual deadpan face while Nobara is yelling at Yuji for screaming in her ear.

Gojo may seem like an idiot who can’t remember anything for the life of him, but that’s actually just a facade.

He does a great job at adjusting to your new pronouns and will 100% purple anyone if they’re being transphobic and/or purposely misgendering you.

“That should sort them out.”

Ultimately I think Gojo would be the sweetest and he might even throw an annual party to commemorate when you came out. If you don’t want that though, he’ll drop the idea. He just wants you to be happy and he’s glad you feel comfortable enough around him to come out and show your true self.

Toji Fushiguro

“What does that mean?”

You’re gonna have to explain to him what non-binary means.

But once you do, he replies with a simple “okay.” And moves on.

He doesn’t make a big deal out of it or throw a party because it’s not a big deal to him.

If you want to throw a little party, he doesn’t mind. But at the end of the day, you’re still you.

He tries his best to adjust to the new pronouns. Key word: tries.

“Her pronouns are they/them!”

“Their pronouns are they/them…” You sigh.

“Oh shit, my bad.”

If anyone is being transphobic towards you, you better believe he’s gonna be right there, giving them a stare that will probably make that person regret what they’ve said IMMEDIATELY.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

At the end of the day, he cares a lot for you, but you’re going to have to be patient with him because this old man can’t even remember his son’s name, let alone that he has a son.

Sukuna Ryomen

“What are you talking about, brat?”

Sukuna is ANCIENT, so you’re gonna have to break down what gender even means first 😭 (gender is a construct formed by humans, that’s why you’ll need to explain).

He’ll get it after a few times of explaining.

When he does get it though, he acts like he could honestly give less of a shit.

“Okay, I’m gonna go destroy the world now.” Kinda response.

Despite his aloof response, he makes an effort to change your pronouns and it may come as a surprise, but he does a good job at it.

He recognises that misgendering you wouldn’t keep you happy — and while he usually enjoys the suffering of others — when it comes to you, seeing you happy pleases him, and everything he does is to please himself, so seeing you upset would be unproductive for both of you.

People know not to mess with you for this reason. Because even others see the clear favouritism.

So if anyone is being transphobic towards you and/or purposefully misgendering you, they probably don’t know who Sukuna is or they’re asking for a death wish.

“Foolish vermin. Don’t listen to them, brat.”

Despite his harsh tone and names, Sukuna’s all bark and no bite to you and you only (for at least the time being). So despite the fact he’s a curse well over 1000 years old who wants nothing than the world to turn into pure carnage, he cares for you more than he would like to admit, so you don’t need to ever worry about him misgendering you.

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KNY PRIDE SERIES Part One: Sanemi Shinazugawa!! 🌪️💚

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE!!! Welcome to my demon slayer pride project series!! If time permits, I’m going to paint as many KNY characters as I can with my personal flag headcanons for them!!! (Though I’m also open to suggestions!!) I wanted to start off with someone I’ve never drawn before; Sanemi! I personally have always headcanoned him as aro :) I had a lot of fun with him actually, even if his hair was a bit of a nightmare to render lmao

You’re welcome to use this painting as a pfp; in fact I encourage you to if you’d like! Just please please credit me!!! 💚

#leon scribbles #sanemi shinazugawa #demon slayer #kny #aromantic #pride month #pride #pride art #demon slayer pride art #art #demon slayer art

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cs pride headcannons

happy pride month! this is to the gays, lesbians, queers, transgenders, nonbinaries, bisexuals, everyone!!!!! (except homophobes, get away) happy pride month and good job being so fruity! we love u ^_^

ok so basically i have headcanons for my fav pokemon characters, may drew harley n solidad but i never really did much with them but since its literally pride month right now i thought why not draw them? theyre more like chibi attempted weird ass doodles butttttttt

first up, of course, our baby drew.

theres smth about him that just screams transgender.. hes ftm (female to male) since he didnt feel right in his body, but doesnt mind presenting himself in a feminine way. demisexual also because i dont feel like he randomly falls in love with people unless they know them well and have a good bond! and he obviously doesnt care about anyones gender whatsoever, doesnt have a preference either.

he goes by he/they pronouns and would rather not be regarded by feminine names, though he himself doesnt really care about how he appears to others

if someone comes out to drew:

someone: “drew, i have to tell you something.. im lesbian.”

drew: “thats nice”

drew is neutral about this stuff. he simply doesnt mind that much. though inside, secretly, he is pretty proud of whoever comes out to him; he does care.

next up, may!

may is an ally, no doubt. she loves everyone as they are! i debated making her asexual for a hot second, but scrapped it later as i didnt really liked that for her :P

she goes by she/her! she respects everyones pronouns, and if unsure if what pronouns to use she always uses they/them to avoid mis pronouncing. always shows up at pride conventions!

if someone were to come out to may:

someone: “may.. i have to tell you something. im non-binary”

may: “OMG THAT IS SO COOL I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU AND PROUD OF YOU!!!!”

next up, our cunty harley!

hes bisexual and non-binary. he loves both women and men, and simply doesnt give a fuck about (his) gender. he goes by she/he/they pronouns since he really doesnt care what people regard him as. “gender doesnt matter honey!”

he doesnt mind looking feminine or masculine at all, so sometimes u see him skipping around in skirts and the other moment you see him in a suit. and honestly? we love that for him. pop off harley

if someone were to come out to harley:

someone: “hey, harley? can i tell you something? im gay.”

harley: “OOOOOO! so proud of you honey! welcome to the gays!”

and lastly, solidad!

shes a lesbian. i dont care what you have got to say, solidad is a lesbian. she loves women, she loves feminine people. shes also aromantic because i can make her aromantic. she naturally loves platonically, but she can love (and feel) romantically, just not that often.

she herself is also an ally, of course, everyone in these headcanons are, but she is an ally. she supports everyone the way they are, no matter their sexuality, gender, race, background, whatever. she loves everyone. n that goes for may drew and harley also! solidad would probably be the most calm if you were to come out to her, though.

if someone were to come out to solidad:

someone: “solidad? i wanted to tell you that im bisexual..”

solidad: “oh, that’s wonderful! congratulations. i am so proud of you for telling me.”

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happy pride month! make sure to love everyone the way they are. love isnt a choice, neither the way you were born or how you feel in your own body! youre good as u are!

im pretty much questioning myself, i mean, im sure im aroace but beside that? no clue. for now id just say im heterosexual, but i havent really fallen for people romantically or sexually so i dont know at all lol

school still isnt over, still have about a month left 💔 i hate the netherlands vacation time so much only 6 weeks for summer break is crazy

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false idols - ch. 3

lucifer x f!reader

cw: none

wc: 1.6k

a/n: IM SO SORRYFOR THE MONTH LONG WAIT. this took so long i was sick like a dog and was dying basically and went on vacation. lucifer is the tortured poet in ttpd. im cravin tv dick. does vox actually own a vape company cuz thats so fucking funny. mine died but i wouldnt purchase one from him its probably like battery acid ice or boypussy colada knowing his ass. need him tho.

song: loml - taylor swift

Lucifer adjusts any imperfections in his outfit in the grandiose mirror of the bathroom. He’s glad he gave himself an hour to head to his daughter’s hotel. He could’ve easily just opened a portal and walked right in after the call, but he decided he needed some time to collect himself before seeing his daughter who he hasn’t seen in… God he doesn’t even know, how pathetic is that?

Lucifer continues to smooth out the miniscule tidbits in his coat before mulling over what’s to be expected.

Let’s get one thing straight: Lucifer is not fond of sinners. The existence of hell and its sinner population is basically a big “fuck you” from upstairs. Being forced to see what his gift to humanity is being used for AND having to live in the same realm as them is disheartening, as if eternal damnation wasn’t enough. He supposes this is a part of the punishment. Nevertheless, Lucifer still hates sinners. They have forsaken his gift, why should he pay them any mind?

However, like her mother, Charlie wishes to help her people. It was inspiring, truly. It’s nice knowing that she took after her mother, instead of growing up to be a recluse that hates the world like her father. He would have to set aside his prejudice in her presence. He doesn’t want to fuck up this chance because of his beliefs. The silent betrayal against his own daughter — abandoning her when she needed him the most — weighed heavily on his mind. He was so engulfed in the agony of losing the love of his life, he hid away from the world, including their child. It was an indirect act of selfishness, he recognizes. Lucifer only hopes to rekindle any kind of existing embers between Charlie and himself, if they are still there.

He checks the time on his watch, just one minute before he is expected. He is anxious out of his mind. But, he can’t just not go. He opens a portal that directly leads to the door of the hotel. After he steps out and into the new environment, he takes a deep breath. Being outside for the first time in years makes him realize how much of a reclusive hermit he’s been in his own realm. He rules hell, but he feels so alienated. The perpetual smoggy air and almost sulfuric odor are not helping his nerves, he decides now is the time.

Knock knock. Before he could even knock a third time, he is greeted by his daughter. He smiles, albeit awkward, but he is genuinely happy to see her. The same expression is reflected on Charlie’s as well: nervous and awkward, but welcoming. “Charlie! It’s so good to see you!” On immediate impulse, he jumps into a tight hug, practically squeezing out Charlie’s lifeforce.

“Hi Dad, nice to see you too,” she manages to squeak out. She finally gets to breathe after Lucifer relinquishes his hold on her. She ushers him inside and into the lobby, varying aesthetics in all corners giving him whiplash. He continues to smile awkwardly as Charlie begins to introduce the establishment formally. She talks about the goal of the hotel and her plans on how to achieve that. He loves her, he does, but he couldn’t help but grimace as she talks about helping sinners. Personally, he thinks these sinners have the same chance as he does when it comes to seeing the pearly gates. The Pride Ring is littered with sinners doing hardcore drugs, fucking each other, murdering each other, or all of the above at the same time. How Charlie sees the good in these people, he does not know yet. He pushes those thoughts aside as Charlie starts introducing the hotel staff and residents.

To be quite honest, he had no interest in learning anything about the sinners. Greeting them is fine, but being all buddy-buddy is not what he’s trying to do. Especially that weird red deer guy, what a fucking prick, Lucifer thought. Attempting to upstage HIM? He’s a depressed, sorta-divorced dad who's been banished from Paradise, but even he knows his power and status. He’s not the ruler of the Pride Ring for no reason.

Still, Charlie introduces the others, with her girlfriend Maggie (?) being the first. He supposed he had to be nice to Maggie (??), for all he knew she could be his future daughter-in-law. Then there was a cat bartender, a steam-punk-esque serpent, a freakishly tall feminine spider, and a mini-cycloptic maid.

Charlie leads Lucifer to the last person he has yet to greet. “And here is our newest addition to the hotel! She just arrived in Hell yesterday, saw an ad for the hotel, then came straight here! She used to be a pop star in the human world! Her music is sooo good you must check it out!” Charlie excitedly rambles on while clutching onto your shoulders, shaking you in the process. You release a nervous chuckle, clearly anxious about meeting the King on your second day of hell.

Fuck, Lucifer internally thinks.

You are gorgeous. Beauty that is dangerously bewitching. It was hypnotic. Like the moon’s light dancing and rippling on waves in a dark sea. Beauty that only could’ve been formed from the hands of his father. You are alluring and he fears that, but he couldn’t help but be enchanted. He didn’t linger on the notion for too long, but he thought if you were the one he sought out in Eden, he would’ve hung up his divinity immediately.

But his thoughts, as always, were against him.

He feels guilty for finding you attractive, extremely attractive at that. Guilt from the fact that you were a sinner, the very specimen that he despised. And guilt from his marriage. The chain Lilith had around him was evident, metaphorical and physical, as he still wears his ring. The chances of her coming back were as low as they could be. 7 years of dead silence. He’s tired of waiting, it’s quite literally driving him crazy. But the inner turmoil that is raging in him feels immense guilt. Thousands of years spent with one person, the person you considered the other half of your soul, just for them to leave you? Of course, one would be hesitant on hopping back into the dating scene. Because not even falling from grace was enough for Lilith, apparently.

What lengths would he have to take to make you stay, if he were to pursue? Maybe it’d be best if he were to not pursue at all.

Lucifer is seriously done with being hopeless. For now, he decides, he’ll keep his distance. Besides, he barely even knows you. But the familiarity is drawing him in, undeniably so.

As you shyly thank Charlie for the compliments, he cannot help but stare like a fool. Your attention turns back to him now, you are clearly nervous as much as he was.

“Hello,” you give him your name. “Charlie basically told you what I do, or did. It’s nice to meet you,” you say softly, your voice equally as enchanting as your beauty.

Lucifer feels his throat closing up, as he nervously squeaks out his response. “H-hello. I think you already know who I am, ha ha… I hope hell hasn’t treated you too badly yet?” He figures he could engage in minor conversation. Even now, he feels terrible for fiddling with the ring on his finger, something he has turned into a habit when he’s overly anxious. Finding comfort in the symbol of a union that fell apart.

You shook your head no. “Everyone’s been kind to me so far, but that’s probably because I haven’t been in the city. Your daughter is so sweet, she’s super accommodating and it’s so… refreshing to see someone genuine like that.” His heart clenches as you voice your appreciation for his pride and joy. But, he couldn’t help but wonder what made you say that. You look relieved when mentioning the genuinity of Charlie. He’s aware of how shitty the entertainment industry is in hell. He wonders if those kinds of behaviors are similar to those in the human world.

“Oh, stop!” Charlie lets out a light laugh. “I just want to help my people.” There it is. Echoing her mother’s ideals, or at least, former ideals. It stirs a melancholic feeling in him. Before he could reply, Charlie, thankfully, butts in. “OOH! This is a perfect time to ask.”

She explains her new idea on bringing new residents in: hosting a mini-concert, with you performing, at the hotel. While they enjoy the performance, they have the chance to learn more about the hotel and redemption. “Of course, this is still in the planning phase! I don’t want to usher them into work when they just got here. Buuuuuut if it’s possible for you to create a stage with your angel magic what-not when we decide on all the details, it’d be great!!”

Almost all would say Charlie was just like her father in his early days: an ambitious dreamer. He can see it now. He couldn’t help but smile, without the awkwardness that clung to him like skin. “Sure, kiddo. Just say the word, and I’ll do it.”

“Funny you say that… anyway! Let me continue the tour and show you around.”

That pompous red fucker decided to join, putting Lucifer in a bit of a sour mood. The subliminal disses he was throwing at the king was off-putting. But whatever, not like he could do shit.

As he follows his daughter and her co-host through the halls, he subconsciously twists the band on his finger.

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