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lnfours · 3 months

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‘everyone wants him that was my crime’ with lando/charles? so excited for ur ask day! ❤️

absolutely, positively sobbing 🥺

jordans snow day ☃️

you knew what you were signing up for that very first date at the cafe in monaco, knew what you were getting yourself into when he showed up with flowers asking you to be his.

it’s not like he kept that part of himself hidden, you knew his profession and how many people longed to be you when photos leaked of the two of you going out to get dinner. even months later, it still shocks you the kind of things people comment on your posts on your social media.

you had made the mistake of scrolling through the comments of a tiktok about you and your boyfriend. the rude comments about the two of you drowning out the ones that supported you. you knew you shouldn’t have looked to begin with, but now you sat with blurry vision as you scrolled.

you normally wouldn’t have let the comments bother you, reminding yourself that at the end of the day, he was coming home to you. but for whatever reason, right now, it felt like you had committed the biggest crime. like you had robbed them of him, even though he didn’t belong to them.

you didn’t hear the door to your bedroom open, jolting at the sound of your boyfriends sweet, soft voice, “baby?”

he had entered the room and immediately froze, spotting the tears rolling down your cheeks. his mind went a mile a minute thinking of the worst possible things that could’ve happened to make you upset. rude comments being the last thing on his mind.

he sat down next to you, taking your face into his hands and gently wiping away the tears, “what’s up, sweetheart?”

you shook your head, “it’s nothing,”

“it’s not nothing if you’re crying,” he said, “you can tell me, it’s alright.”

you sniffled and turned your phone to him, letting him take it from your grip as he read through the comments. the comments talking about you, your looks, your body, your relationship. you bit down on your lower lip as his eyes scanned over the screen.

he locked the phone, tossing it to the side as he pulled you into his warmth, “c’mere,”

you slid into his arms gently, resting your face against his chest as he got comfortable on the bed next to you. he ran through your hair with his fingers, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, “you know i love you, right?”

you nodded, “i know.”

“and that i don’t agree with anything those comments said, you’re beautiful, on the inside and out. you’re my favorite human. you know that, too, right?”

you nodded against his chest again, repeating yourself, “i know.”

“don’t listen to a thing those people say,” he said, “you’re it for me, okay?”

he tilted your chin to look back at him, his eyes meeting yours, “okay?”

you nodded, giving him a soft smile, “okay,”

he pressed a soft kiss to your lips, breaking apart as he pushed hair from your face, “you want me to say something to them?”

you shook your head, “they’re just gonna keep saying these things,” your fingers traced over his beauty marks, “i normally don’t let it get to me, but i don’t know why it hit me this hard today.”

“it’s okay,” he shook his head, “nothing to apologize for. i just want you to know that you’re the one i wanna wake up next to, even if you drool.”

“i don’t drool!” you giggled, calling back to the teasing that took place earlier on in the morning when you woke up. you swatted at him playfully, a grin on his face as your laugh echoed through the bedroom. his second favorite sound you make.

you know the first.

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sawyerconfort · 9 months

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the coven + kyle spencer head canons for jealousy issues and how they would each handle it differently?

HI HI HI FOLKS I'M BACK!

Ok, ok, let's do it then!

Lots of lots of ideas for this one! Just you wait!

(Wasn't sure if you wanted me to include Marie on that one, but I did just for the complete headcannons, hope you don't mind, anon!)

Enjoy!

Requests open!

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The Coven and Kyle Dealing With Jealousy Issues (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

Cordelia would be upset, of course.

She would let her insecurities get the best of her when she sees you talking to someone else and seeming too intimate with them.

But I don't think she would let the intrusive thoughts win that fight, not this time.

Cordelia doesn't want to seem so possessive. She's not like that, and she knows it would bother you a lot if it was miscalculated.

So, regardless of the situation, she will just leave where she is, walk to you and wrap her arms around your body, pulling you close to her, her eyes analyzing detail by detail of the other person.

"What is so funny?"

She would ask, pretending to be clueless, so she could take control of the situation better.

Internally, though, you can be sure that a few dark curse words and some not-so-friendly spell ideas are going through her mind, without her being able to show it aloud or with gestures.

She would have her arms around you the entire time, keeping you close until the other person understood that you were hers and nobody else's.

And when you guys get back home, she would insist that you cuddle with her to make up for the moment of insecurity and jealousy.

Fiona Goode

THE QUEEN of drama and jealousy.

Honestly, making Fiona jealous is like leaving a predator without prey.

Of course, she takes great care, despite her strong temper, not to seem like she's trying to pull you out of your comfort zone and push you away from the world for her sake.

But no one (nobody at all) goes unnoticed in Fiona Goode's eyes.

She will probably go to great lengths to touch you in the best places, just to tease you and make the person next to you feel uncomfortable enough to leave.

"It's a shame, my dear, but they're taken."

Just imagine her husky voice saying that, right in your face, also to tease you and to make sure she looks wild when she's jealous?

Fiona probably wouldn't let you talk much longer with the person afterward, or say goodbye. She would pull you to where she is and keep looking the whole time to see if the person isn't following you.

And if so, you can be sure that she would throw the person to the wall with no shame and no fear of being in public.

When you guys got home, she'd make a scene, again, to let you off the hook because she's a drama queen.

There would DEFINITELY be make-up sex.

And it would DEFINITELY be the best sex you've ever had in your life.

Zoe Benson

Crying, drama, insecurity and a little bit of fighting.

Zoe is overly afraid of losing you, but not to the point where she won't let you hang out with other people, friends in general.

The problem is that when the person starts to take advantage of the situation, Zoe becomes confused and desperate.

She is quite similar to Cordelia, though, when it comes to handling the scene itself.

Zoe will just cling to you to make sure she's in control and to make sure nothing bad happens.

However, things get worse on the way home, when she is silent throughout the ride.

She will probably lose her mind when justifying herself, letting her insecurity speak louder and expressing in an exaggerated way how important she is to her.

This is troubling because Zoe knows it is.

Anyway, when the fight is over, she will need some time to think and then she would probably come to you again, to apologize.

"I didn't want our relationship to be a threat, but I'm really afraid that you'll leave me for someone better."

She would hug you and then apologize if she sounded too possessive.

You would end up in a good mood, cuddling and thinking of a way to improve your relationship without jealousy that would be harmful to both of you.

Madison Montgomery

If you thought Fiona was the drama queen, wait until you see Madison.

She just can't control herself.

She doesn't want to control herself.

Every time someone comes close to you, she pulls you close to her very willingly and gives that typical killer look to whoever is looking at you two.

Madison is extremely possessive, especially when it comes to you.

Sure, she doesn't go around hitting and cussing people out for no reason (even though she can do that), but just staring Madison Montgomery intimidates a lot of people.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you're mine and nobody else's, (Y\N)?"

She'll find a stupid excuse to fight with you.

And then she'll drag herself out, pouting and apologizing, confessing how horrible she is as a person.

Or she will probably ask you for kisses to fix the situation.

There's make-up sex, but Madison isn't urgent and aggressive, not that part. She just wants to make love to you so you know no one else would top hers.

Misty Day

Misty is oddly bipolar with her jealousy of you.

Some hours, she may seem too possessive and feel the urge to punch someone because she thinks she's too inadequate for you.

But in the others, she handles it generally well, and just gets a little grumpy.

Considering that years of seclusion in the swamp have prevented her from feeling anything serious about anyone, being jealous is a very unusual and weird thing for Misty.

She doesn't know how to handle it well at first, but she learns to control herself. And she doesn't want to hurt anyone, most of all, especially you.

So most of the time, Misty will just slowly walk over, hug you and let you rest on her chest as she kisses your head and turns to the other person with a sweet little smile.

"Excuse me, the conversation must be great, but they already have a girlfriend, I'm sorry."

On the way home, she would insist on being isolated in her corner for a few seconds, and it would take a considerable amount of time to admit that she is genuinely jealous of you.

But overall, having Misty jealous is just as adorable as having her around.

Nan

Nan is not that over the top when it comes to being jealous of you.

I mean, except for the fact that she can control people's minds - and easily can control hers as well - she doesn't show overly jealousy, and maybe isn't even overly jealous.

She knows that you would never betray her like that, nor would you exchange her for anyone without a reason behind it.

But, of course, Nan has her moments of extreme caution.

She first assesses the person, reads their mind to be on the safe side, just to know how to approach them without scaring you off.

If it's someone who is clearly just someone close and significant to you, she'll let it go, take your hand and gently lead you away, apologizing later.

But if she catches some ulterior motive, oh, then that person is probably screwed for life.

"Oh, sorry, I read your mind, I feel something is wrong and I want to secure my territory. (Y\N) is mine and mine alone."

Nan doesn't like to fight with you, and when you have alone time, she just wants to make sure you're comfortable with her and that your relationship is going well.

The two of you cuddling after discussing the relationship and making a decision about Nan's adorable bouts of jealousy.

Queenie

Get ready for the jealous queen.

Honestly, I feel sorry for the person who decided to test Queenie's patience, especially when it comes to you.

She hates to think about the possibility that you would replace her, but it's impossible not to when everyone else has already replaced her.

Queenie is not at all afraid to approach the person and you when they are jealous.

And she'll hug you and kiss you real quick just so the person on the other end understands that you already belong to someone else.

I don't even need to go into detail about her being a voodoo witch, do I?

Of course, Queenie's case isn't as severe as Marie's, but there would definitely be a thought about creating a doll of the person.

Although Queenie knows the limits of voodoo and knows that it would be cruel if you knew she was hurting someone out of jealousy, so she won't even bring it up and will promise to forget about it quickly.

LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of curses. Every one she knows.

"Listen here, pervert, they already have someone, okay? Get the fuck out!"

You wouldn't fight, even though she always ends the day with a hot head.

She just wants you to know that you're important to her, and that nothing and no one in the world could ever break the bond you have.

Myrtle Snow

Myrtle knows how to deal with feelings, but she's not ready to be jealous of someone.

That's why she is confused about this, about her behavior when she notices that you seem quite happy in the company of someone other than her.

Since Myrtle doesn't control her impulses, she will probably approach you and make up an excuse for you to pull away from the other person, without using excuses or justifying yourself, just getting you out of the way.

No, she would never commit any atrocity with the person who was chatting with you. Myrtle Snow promised that she would change that part of her behavior for you and she will keep it until the end.

"I don't understand, (Y\N), I felt strange… seeing you with them…"

"That's jealousy, Myrtle dear", you'd say, laughing and finding that very cute.

Myrtle would certainly ask Cordelia for advice after the first scene of jealousy, for fear that she was feeling something really wrong, or even to cope better without running the risk of pushing you away.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't lose you, Myrtle doesn't mind feeling weird…

Mallory

Mallory wouldn't handle jealousy, that's the answer.

She would feel too awkward to set boundaries with you, and anyway, she would feel awkward approaching someone out of the blue.

But even if she insists on not hurting you, that feeling that something is wrong would haunt her forever. And that's one thing Mallory would never admit.

Then she would be content to approach you very slowly, putting a hand on your shoulder or wrapping your hips around. And look the person on the other end of the conversation straight in the eye.

"Don't you think you've talked enough?"

She won't say it in a possessive way, but she will turn extremely red when she's done, pulling you back and taking you back to where she was before.

The conversation would be calm and sincere, and Mallory would express that she loves you very much and that she just couldn't bear to lose you.

But she knows you love each other too much - and she loves you enough - to just take care of you like no one else ever would.

Marie Laveau

I just wanted to say that anyone who decides to make Marie Laveau jealous is pretty crazy.

She LITERALLY is the Voodoo Queen, what did you expect?

Years of experience to be sure how to handle such a situation.

Marie won't let it go and will immediately talk to the person who is showing ulterior motives towards you (and believe me, she knows very well when a person is or isn't…) "They already have someone, and that someone isn't you, so get the fuck out."

She wouldn't dare call you names or fight you out of jealousy (definitely Marie is someone who thinks it's cheesy to fight out of jealousy and make a scene)

A LOT of make-up sex.

She loves to tease and tease you during sex after a jealous scene like that.

Marie loves to get you flustered, she thinks it's cute and she's even more in love with you when she's done teasing.

No, no chance of having a person's voodoo spread in Marie's quarters.

Or, at least, not that you ever found out about it…

Kyle Spencer

Kyle is usually not jealous.

But it's because he learned that the rare times he did show it, things got highly self-defeating.

He doesn't want to scare you, so now he just walks up to you, pulls you into his strong arms as he looks you up and down, then kisses you on the nose and pulls you out of the way.

He's secretly ashamed that he can't get the words out anymore, which is why he's always quiet when it comes to a scene like this.

Back in the day, before the accident and death, he was out of control and things almost always ended in a beating, and he doesn't want to be that way anymore, not after meeting you.

"(Y\N). Not. Comfortable."

He would whisper to you as he tried to explain to you what happened, and as he watched to see if you were okay.

When you were alone, he would cuddle with you and pet you, just to make sure you weren't mad that he pulled you out of a conversation where you seemed happy.

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scented-morker · 1 year

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Snow Day

bff!riki x gn!reader, Riki convinces you to lay with him instead of dragging him out of bed to play in he snow, pure fluff, one curse word, 389 words

“Yn, what the hell?”

The words come from Riki, all bleary eyes and bed head as he peers up at your unexpected intrusion.

“It’s a snow day!!”

“Mhm” he mumbles, closing his eyes again.

He can’t see you approaching his bed, but hears your voice louder when you speak again.

“We have to go play in the snow.”

He opens only one eye, peeking at the alarm clock next to his bed.

“Yn, it’s 8am.”

This time it’s your turn to act like he’d just stated the obvious.

“Mhm.”

“Why would I get up at 8 am if I don’t have to go to school?”

“To play in the snow.”

“But it’s 8 am!!”

You’re both whining at this point, and you stand in silence while thinking of a compromise. Riki seems to succeed before you do.

“How about this, we sleep one more hour and then I’ll help you build your super awesome mega snow fort.”

You let out happy giggles at the thought of him remembering the igloo you attempt to build every time it snows.

“Okay. Deal.”

He expects to feel the mattress dipping, the comforters moving, anything really. When he doesn’t, he peeks at you once again.

You’re sitting crisscross applesauce on his floor, staring at the wall.

“What are you doing?”

“Waiting.”

He rolls his eyes, reaching out to grab your arm and rolling further to the side of his bed.

“Don’t be stupid, just lay with me.”

You heat up at the thought, but Riki already has you tucked into his side with an arm around your waist and the covers pulled up to your chin.

“Are you sure this is okay? What if your mom walks in?”

“She already let you into our house, I can assure you she doesn’t care.”

You shrug, might as well take advantage of it.

So you nuzzle your head into the crook of your best friend's neck, feeling his hand travel up your back to tangle in your hair.

“Maybe we can stay a little longer than an hour.” You suggest, the thoughts of snow and going outside in the cold now sounding less desirable as you lay in Riki’s embrace.

Your best friend smiles, happy to get more rest on his snow day and more time with you in his arms.

“I agree. Let’s just stay here all day.”

#kekekeke Riki on the brain #yes I had a snow day today… don’t question it #he’s precious #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen niki fluff #enhypen niki scenarios #enhypen niki drabble #enhypen niki x reader #enhypen Riki fluff #enhypen Riki drabble #enhypen riki

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dio-icarticaae · 3 months

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Currently writing a Superfam snow day fic and an offhand line about driving got me thinking:

Kansans have negative winter/icy roads driving skills. They are TERRIBLE at it. I say this as someone who has Kansas relatives, but does not live there.

So picture Clark, in Metropolis, after experiencing his first major snowstorm. He has to drive for some reason (picking Lois up from somewhere). Lois actually knows how to drive on winter/icy roads. She is horrified. She makes Clark pull over so that she can drive instead because "Really, Smalville, were you trying to get in an accident?"

Lois then insists on teaching Clark how to drive on winter roads so he's no longer a road hazard during winter. Bruce gets to help/be the mock driver's examiner after Lois calls him to complain about their boyfriend's lack of driving skills (because I think this works best as Cloisbat)

Bruce: Clark, why did Lois call me and say we had to teach you to drive before you killed us?

Clark: You're both terrible drivers and she's exaggerating. I can drive perfectly safely on ice!

Bruce: So what did you do?

Clark: I stopped before driving up a hill. It's slippery!

Bruce: You what?!?!

Clark: It's slippery!

Bruce: *going through the five stages of grief about how Clark is going to end up in a car accident*

And then Lois and Bruce teach Clark how to drive in winter conditions and despair when he says that everyone drives like this.

#dc #clark kent #kal el #superman #lois lane #bruce wayne #batman #cloisbat #clois #superbat #fic ideas #dio writes #winter weather #winter driving #I am DEFINITELY writing this at some point. but first. superfam snow day fluff

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drooperz · 3 months

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A snowy morning

He looks so darn cute in this picture

Summary: you're neighbors with John and you ask to join him on little outing with his friends when it snows! Just having a jolly ol' time!

John Lennon x reader :) fluff and all that

As the warm sun peaked through the curtains, you roused from your comfy sleep. Tussling a little bit in your sheets, you remembered what you hoped for last night.

You were practically itching to see if there was a layer of cold white laying upon the street. But getting out of bed was difficult due to how cold your room felt compared to how cozy the duvet felt wrapped around you. Every time you moved outside the designated warmth that enveloped you, your body practically shivered from head to toe.

It was torture.

But, you had the brilliant idea of bundling yourself up in the covers and getting up to look out the window.

Even when you cringed as your feet touched the chilly ground you crept towards the window excitedly and peaked through the crack of morning light in between the curtains.

You looked outside, the street was covered in white. Every front garden you could see was covered in a thick layer of pure white snow.

You thought about how cold it would be compared to your chilly room now, already mentally preparing an outfit for making snow angels without freezing or able to withstand a snowball fight (if one were to break out).

You were so ecstatic, practically jumping up and down on the spot, barely able to contain yourself! You needed to go outside instead of being indoors. Reluctantly, you shrugged off the warm duvet and felt the heat radiating slightly from it when it circled around you...

You'll pick it up later! Right now you need to get warm!

You tried getting some thick clothes to go outside but they were all cold, ironically.

You cringed as your shirt wrapped around you, like a chilly hug, sucking all the warmth from your torso and arms. Eventually, the material soon warmed up and you felt snug again.

Barely wasting any time, you had a quick glass of water and put your winter gear on.

Hat, check! Gloves, check! Boots, check! Big coat to keep me extra warm, heck yes!

You fumbled getting your keys in the front door with your gloved hands but did it anyways.

The freezing air kissed your warm face and your breath turned to steam against the sun's rays.

You barely took a step outside until you heard, "Hello, y/n!" A distinctive voice shouted.

You scanned the street to see where the voice called you, "Hello John! Good morning!" You exclaimed.

John lived just opposite your house, you'd see him around sometimes and often greet each other fondly. He would often talk to you when he got the chance, he was extremely charismatic and had a particular knack at keeping a conversation interesting.

"You're up early!" He beamed, making his way over to your side of the road, you watched his long coat sway and scarf bounce with every careful step. You smiled.

"Is the road slippery?" You asked, suddenly concerned he might slip.

"Nah, it's not too bad." He leaned over your garden wall as you stepped over the snow, enjoying the sound of the strange squeaks and frozen grass peaking out under your footprints.

"What are you up to then?" He asked with a cheeky grin.

"Hah, I was so excited about the snow last night I could barely sleep!" You laughed and he smiled at you, "I just wanna enjoy it before it melts." You smiled back at him and he lifted his eyebrows up.

"Well, me friends rung me up this morning and asked if I wanted to go to a field before anyone else gets to all the fresh snow." He said calmly, you opened the front wooden gate and stepped through onto the pavement.

You thought for a second, surely just walking around in the cold alone would be pretty boring... Right? You wondered if John would let you tag along.

"Do you mind if I come with you?" You asked cautiously, a bit of socializing and having fun in snow sounds like a good day.

"By all means," he skipped forward with a prep in his step, "the more the merrier, I'm sure the lads wont mind me bringing a plus one." He grinned again and you felt relieved.

"Thanks John." A smile spread across your face again.

The street was so so quiet. The bitter cold made it seem so still and empty, it was almost like it was only you and John in the whole neighborhood...

It was strange...

But also nice.

He lead you along the snowy pavement, both of you plowing a trail through the snow.

"It almost looks like a sandy desert." John stated into the stillness and you observed the road having been entranced by the snow rolling around your boots as you walked through it.

"It really does, doesn't it?" Snow peaked and fell on the road, in gardens, on cars and rooftops almost like little dunes, "Very, very cold desert." You laughed.

"Too right, I feel like I should have worn ten other scarfs." He joked, trying to pull the fabric over his nose.

You laughed, "if I had another one I'd give it to you."

"You'd give me one of ya scarfs?" He stood in front of me, leaning down a little, "Praise be ya y/n! Ye have the generosity of a saint!" He clasped his gloved hands together and shook them violently.

You laughed at him loudly and the sound reverberated around the, otherwise silent, neighborhood, "oh god, didn't mean to be that loud." You giggled at him, holding his shoulder.

"You're having fun, don't fret." He said kindly, "Oh, we gotta go though here," there was a small path that led behind some houses to an open field that most people would frequent, "not far now." He rubbed his gloved hands together and grinned.

The suns rays were warm both in feeling and colour, elongating the trees bare silhouette upon the pale snow. The path was wide enough for the two of you to walk together but you preferred to stay behind John for the meantime.

"you alright?" You asked, just checking on him.

"All good lovey." He looked back and grinned, "get over 'ere next to me." He ushered you with his hand and you caught up with him quickly. Trailing behind him didn't last long...

You smiled up at him and continued walking together.

As you trodded through the cold, you started to hear the sounds of other people at the end of the small trail. You suddenly felt a little nervous meeting John's friends. You didn't want to intrude on their dynamic and be awkward, not knowing what to say or do.

But as you walked closer, you could see the three silhouettes jumping and playing about. You smiled slightly, feeling relief that the people you're meeting are just as childish excited about the snow as you are.

"AYE PAUL!" John hollered, cupping his hands around his mouth for maximum attention.

One of them stood straight up and waved, Lennon chuckled, "I'll introduce you to the lads, c'mon." He looked down at you and took your hand, smiling widely.

As he lead you towards the approaching group you scanned the wide field covered entirely with white, smooth snow. Unlike the streets, there were hardly any ebbs or dips, it looked soft. Almost like a blanket. The sun was so golden here that you could see all of John's friends breath swirl and disappear with every step closer. John was the same, each breath out caught the sun and dissipated before lingering in the still air.

"John! You alright?" You assume Paul stepped forward in a big padded fur coat, he had a stiff posture and kept his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, you?" He replied plainly.

"I'm bloody freezing!" He tried to hide as much as his face underneath his jacket and laughed, only his pretty eyes and tussled black hair were visible.

"Who's that with ya John?" The one with blue eyes asked.

"Well, you see, this here is y/n!" He said calmly, swinging our joined hands and a dumb grin stretched across your face.

"That's y/n?" The one with the skinny face and dark hair said.

"I'm sure it is y/n, are you y/n?" John looked down at you jokingly.

"I hope I am." You all laughed briefly.

"You're a laugh, no wonder John goes on about you." He moved closer to you, "I'm George, and that's Ringo." He pointed towards the blue eyed man and he waved. They were all so smiley.

"Who wouldn't go on about you!" John practically spun to face you and picked you up with a bone crushing hug. In a second, just before he put you back down, you could feel his warmth radiating from inside his jacket and his breath on your face as he smothered you.

"There'd be nothing to go on about if you hug 'em like that again." Ringo laughed, you heard the other two laugh with him.

"You're so cute," he continued, still very close to you, you don't think the others heard what he was saying, "you're gonna stick with me, aren't 'cha?" He looked down at you, his face rather close to yours. You noticed how long John's lashes were with the proximity, he often teased you like this to get a reaction out of you.

"Yeah," you managed to breathe out, "I- I'll stick."

He grinned that sly, cheeky grin he always did.

The other lads were already chattering amongst themselves about something and you were just watching as they did so, John had put his arm around your shoulder and pulled you next to him.

Author's note: Late, late, late Christmas gift also its not snowing where I live right now but I'd love it if it did 😭😭😭

#the beatles #john lennon #john lennon x reader #the beatles x reader #love this dude #fluff #snow day #cute

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ker0senebunny · 4 months

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tom blyth x singer!reader … i have ideas and they involve him hosting snl … #Thinking

(may or may not involve gracie abrams songs … truly who wants to help me w the playlist)

#tom blyth #tom blyth x reader #he has such a hold on me #like it’s not okay guys #anyways my DMs are open #pls help me get rid of the #tom blyth brainrot #seriously i can feel my brain losing mass #every day #because of this man #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #billy the kid x reader #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow fluff #coriolanus x reader #billy the kid smut

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letraspal · 1 year

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“This is what people do. They get close and try to stay there. They stay.”

COC 2022 | DAY 15: FLUFF | @carryon-countdown |

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kuroneko1815 · 3 months

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Imperial Domesticity: Winter Days

Penelope and Callisto create fun winter traditions and heal their inner child in the process.

Penelope looked at the glistening snow and watched as the servants cleared paths in the snow. It was her fifth winter in the palace and the first since she’d become Empress. She gently stroked her womb and smiled at the thought that in a few months, she would be able to hold her baby in her arms.

Callisto came in, doors opening gently so as not to startle her. It had become a routine for him to check up on her at least once every hour or two. Her lover of five years and husband of mere weeks, he was an overly protective and doting man, and was quite a devoted husband, and one that she had no doubt would be a wonderful father to their little baby.

She smiled at him, a hand held out and waited patiently as he crossed the room and pulled her into a hug from behind. Their intertwined hands on her stomach, his face buried in her neck, tickling it with his breath. He hummed in contentment.

“I’ve dismissed court, there’s too much snowfall anyway and it seems as though more will come as the hours progress.” He said. “I sent them away through magical means.”

“And the paperwork?”

“I’ve finished it all.” He said proudly. “So we have the whole day off.”

Usually, such a statement would be met with a suggestion to retire to bed which often led to a bout of love making but Penelope had gotten a different idea. She had heard that the large reflecting pool in the garden had frozen over and she had already had some preparations made before hand for such an occasion.

“If you’re free, would you care to join me for a stroll about the gardens?”

“Won’t you be cold?” He asked her worriedly. Her attentive husband was always worrying over her health, especially now.

“I’ll be fine.”

“What are we doing? Callisto asked as he eyed the shoes.

“Ice skating.” She explained as she waited for her husband to finish tying on her shoes, something he’d been quite insistent about.

“Ice…skating?”

“Yes, we’ll be doing something fun today that isn’t within our usual activities.”

Callisto had picked it up immediately, something Penelope wasn’t surprised about, the man had perfect balance and could master almost anything in an instant. One of the things he struggled with was giving her independence, his need to know everything about her, to be able to ensure that nothing untoward was happening around her, meant that he had manipulated as much of her environment as he could, even the personnel she had worked with as an archaeologist. He’d gotten much better since that first argument they’d had when she ran away to the duchy and she could often bring him in line with a long conversation. And now that they were married, it was as though something had settled in him.

They laughed together as they spun around, hand in hand, over the reflecting pool he’d had placed in when he had begun planning the wedding, a feature for the gardens to commemorate their wedding. The wind whipped around as they twirled and danced, gliding on the ice. She loved watching him smile, watching him enjoy life and experience these things that a normal person would have had in a normal and loving childhood.

She loved sharing these new experiences with him as they tried to explore things they’d missed out on. Him from his duty and the war, and her through poverty and abuse in both lives.

They went ice skating every day as much as the weather permitted it, and they took Judith along as well when she was born. Judith, strapped to her father’s chest, often stared wide eyed at her surroundings, wings fluttering in excitement, a high pitched shriek of laughter as they played in the snow.

On Judith’s third winter, Penelope had decided on something new. Yes, they had gone ice skating, made snow men and snow angels, and now… now they were going up hill to where a sled would be waiting for all three of them. Callisto was now used to her wild ideas of play and went along with it easily enough, knowing that this was just as much for the two of them as it was for their daughter.

“Judith and I are getting on first.” She said. “And you come in after us, and then we’ll go down hill. Alright?”

He eyed the sled suspiciously. “Penelope, sleds like these are dangerous and they’re only useful for carrying supplies through wintery terrain.”

“Just trust me, it’ll be fun.”

He sighed, giving in easily, most likely knowing that he wouldn’t be able to change her mind nor win an argument against her.

She had sat down first, placing Judith on her lap and tying themselves down. Penelope wasn’t stupid, she had the sled made so that there would be magical protections in place to keep them safe, and she had the hill inspected after choosing one that wasn’t too steep.

Callisto got in after making sure that they were really secure. And then he braced himself, an arm around her and Judith before he kicked the ground and pushed them over the edge. Judith screamed loudly, a wide smile on her face as they sped down the hill.

When they finally stopped, Judith waved her hands. “Again! Again! More sled! Mama, Servant! More!” She demanded.

“Well, who am I to say no to my little princess?” Callisto asked as they got off the sled. He easily lifted it up with one hand and they trekked back up the hill.

After an hour or so of continuous sledding, Penelope had one last thing she wanted to do before they went back. As Callisto handed the sled over to a waiting servant, Penelope picked up some snow and made it into a ball, aimed for her husband and flung it as he was turning back to her. It hit him square in the face.

She laughed at the stupefied expression on his face. There was no killer intent, no malice or any of the sort to alert him. Just his wife’s regular mischief and good humour.

He huffed and picked up some snow as well. And with that, the imperial snowball fight began. Judith had even joined in, throwing a few poorly aimed and poorly compacted snow balls at her father before she merely jumped on him, ‘tackling’ him to the ground and tickling him into ‘submission’, though in truth it was her adorability that had gotten her husband to submit. Thus ending the snowball fight.

After dusting themselves off, they walked back into the sun palace and Penelope ordered some cookies and hot chocolate with marshmallows brought in for an afternoon treat. The quick change in clothes allowed her orders to be met and the three of them cuddled on a fur rug in front of the fireplace, a soft, warm, and fluffy blanket covering them as they had their treats.

She listened to Judith’s stories of her adventures and lessons, listened to Callisto’s voice reading one of their daughter’s favourite stories, and she herself sang some lullabies until their baby fell asleep. Yes, this was the perfect day among many other perfect days she’d had since she had been with Callisto.

Her eyes soft as she gazed at her husband who was staring at their daughter with so much love. The shadows in his eyes were mostly gone now, chased away by the love he surrounded himself in. And every time she found a new way to replace those horrible associations of war and death he had with things as mundane and fun as sleds with something fun and exciting, she felt as though she had won a great victory. In a way, she felt as though every time she made these core memories for her daughter, she and Callisto were also healing from the scarred and tormented children they’d been.

Their winter day traditions kept evolving, growing as the time passed and their family expanded and grew. Their children adapting and playing on their own when their parents were too busy. But it wasn’t uncommon for Penelope and Callisto to take one day in the winter when they’d be able to just spend time with their family rather than do some work.

The rug cuddles became more complex as they shifted around, pillows on the floor as they made little forts with the blankets and chairs, the servants already anticipating Penelope’s request for treats. The children would put on little acts or perform the songs or poems they’d written. Sometimes they’d fall asleep there, having taken their dinner in the family room, and wake up to their gift giving day. Her own take on Christmas and Saturnalia. And Penelope knew or at least she hoped, decades down the line, when her children began families of their own, they would continue with these traditions and cherish them. Holding these memories together as precious to them as they are to Callisto and Penelope.

I had this idea when I was shovelling snow the other week and one of the dad’s was running down the road for our little hill street with his daughter on a sled and pulling her back up. I wanted them to have this happy moment with Judith. And in the future, their other children would experience it as well. Penelope also liked the fact that she was changing Callisto’s perceptions of winter. Before they met, he hated it with a passion given the difficulty it made with moving his army and supplies, the fact that his men died from the cold, and the memories of the snow red with blood. The way the sleds were only used for the supplies also made him associate it with those negative memories.

After he met Penelope, she would spend winters in the palace because it was too cold to dig and the ground froze anyway so there was no point in her trying to excavate. But then she brought in mistletoe kisses, gift exchanges, New Year’s kisses, and now all of these other activities that he did with her and their family like skating, snow angels, snow men, snowball fights, sledding, rug cuddles, pillow forts. It was something so amazing he couldn’t help but look forward to snow days.

P.S. A love twice lived’s second chapter is now out.

#death is the only ending for the villain #villains are destined to die #death is the only ending for a villainess #vadd #callisto regulus #death is the only ending for the villainess #fanfic #judith regulus #penelope eckhart x callisto regulus #penelope x callisto #penelope eckhart #fluff #family fluff #snow day

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miss-celestia13 · 5 months

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‘Tis The Damn Season

Jonerys Winter Wonderland Day One

All I want for Christmas is you!

~*~

“I can’t show up empty-handed. I need to take something for Ghost, at least. He’ll give me away otherwise.” She said, panic flaring again as Jon Snow was impossible to buy for.

The man didn’t care about receiving gifts; they’d played this song and dance before, and while she had pleaded for him to give her something to work with, he didn’t budge. While she could usually provide a list a mile long, he was happy with a cookie and a blowjob.

~*~

When Jon refuses to tell Dany what he wants for Christmas, she gives him the one thing he says he’ll always want. Her.

@snowxstormworld

Day One.

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lnfours · 3 months

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can you do "i'm your's but you're not mine" (say don't go) for lando? maybe it's a slow progression of every moment that the reader has noticed that lando has slowly started falling out of love with her to the ultimate point where she just leaves him cause she can't handle it anymore. meanwhile lando makes the realization that this is actually it and she's never coming back? i've been in an angsty mood lately and i love your writing!

okay sooo you want me to cry! got it!! 🥲

cleaning out my inbox

everything with lando lately was all at once or nothing at all. a confusing whirlwind of emotions that left you feeling like the inevitable was coming, no matter how often you tried to push it away.

things were different now. you had met each other at nineteen, and here you are roughly 5 years later. people change with time, with life. the promises he had made once before now felt empty. the boy you once were certain would do anything for you, now you weren’t sure if he even felt the same way anymore.

he hadn’t really realized that his actions had left you battered and bruised, had left you feeling like a complete fool for even trying to keep things from falling apart.

he hadn’t really realized until he got home, bags left by the door. he called out to you, silence meeting him making his eyebrows pull together. he followed the hallway down to your shared bedroom, your lack of presence slowly worrying him as he checked inside the connected bathroom. your toothbrush and the things of yours that sat on your side of the vanity, gone. his heart pounded against his chest, looking at the freshly made bed and the nightstand next to your side which was lacking the book you were currently reading. lacking your favorite strawberry flavored lip balm and a phone charger.

he wandered into the closet on instinct, turning the light on and his heart dropped at the sight of only his clothes inside. your side had been wiped clean, empty hangers hanging from the rod.

he went back to the bedroom, sitting down on the bed and scrolling through his contacts until he found your name. he didn’t care that it was late, pressing his phone to his ear as the ringing echoed. tears slipped from his eyes and onto the duvet as the beginning of your voicemail played. thoughts of regret rippling through his mind as your voice echoed on the other end.

‘hey, it’s y/n! sorry i couldn’t take your call…’

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sawyerconfort · 8 months

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the coven when you're taking the seven wonders test...

SHE'S BACK AGAIN!

And with Coven headcannons! Yay, who cheered?

No one asked for that one specifically, but in my mind it sounded like a really great idea, so... Hope you liked it!

Trying my best to come back with more posts in a row, so... Get ready!

Maybe today there's one more, but I'm not sure, so... Stay tuned!

Enjoy!

Requests open but please be gentle and please give me some time!

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The Coven and Kyle at The Seven Wonders Test (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

I've spoken countless times about how naturally good Cordelia is.

So, it's not news that she will fully support you as long as you decide to even take the test.

But, of course, she's afraid that something will go wrong along the way (trauma from Misty's not-returning scene in Coven, perhaps?)

I mean, if she's the Supreme, she has enough reasons and memories to be scared for you.

Cordelia is the type of person who will practice day after day with you, every spell, every gift, whatever you need her to do, she will do it.

But she'll also make sure to give you a few good seconds of rest, distracting you from the tension and madness of using your powers at full range.

"It's okay honey, you know you're capable of passing the test, and I trust you for that either."

Fiona Goode

Fiona will never admit it, but she's all for you testing the Seven Wonders.

Sure, it means she'll probably fall and be replaced by you, but she really doesn't care.

I completely see a chaotic scenario where Fiona cheats on the test just so you can win.

And then, in her selfless little way, she tries her hardest to convince the others that you deserved the victory on your own merits.

She'll probably just be watching you in the training phase, watching your attempts to do well in one Wonder or another, giggling and pondering over the perfect cheat.

Fiona is clearly so excited for you to try that she'll end up celebrating too loudly when you make it past the first try.

And, again, she will pretend that nothing happened.

"Ah, come on, don't be silly, (Y\N). You're dating the Supreme, of course you'll win that stupid test."

Zoe Benson

I think Zoe would be a lot like Cordelia in that sort of way.

But she would also be very demanding so that you could better train your skills.

Zoe would stay by your side the entire time, relieving all the insecurities of you. She has to make sure you are mentally prepared for this.

When she sees that you feel down about failing, she will try to distract you.

And she will definitely celebrate every achievement you have during the test.

And she would certainly tend to all your wounds, refusing to let you die.

"You can do it, my love. I trust you."

Madison Montgomery

Just as Zoe would behave like Cordelia, I think Madison would behave like Fiona.

She would definitely do anything for you to win.

Anything at all.

But be prepared for a lot of tireless training, daily use of magic to be able to displace your other competitors and, of course, a lot of orders coming from Madison.

I don't think she would cheat for you to win.

I mean, not if it's not strictly necessary.

And if you fail any of the tests, she'll get tough until she's away from the audience.

Madison would never admit it out loud, but there's no way she'd let you die.

"Come on, (Y\N), we have to win this fucking test!"

Misty Day

I'm sure Misty would be a little wary of you deciding to test the Seven Wonders.

But she would equally trust you and use every resource to cheer you up.

Words of affirmation when you feel down and unsure of your potential.

She making you rest as much as possible, especially when the test day is close.

She knows how difficult it can be to prepare for this kind of thing.

You can be sure that she would immediately offer to Concilium.

And that she would take care of you if you were injured, no matter how serious it was.

"Ya can do it, (Y\N), my dear, ya just need confidence."

Nan

Nan is the purest soul possible.

And she puts so much effort into cheering you up that it gets even better.

She's afraid you'll end up failing the test, but she tries to hide it as much as she can so you don't notice.

She will DEFINITELY cheat at Concilium by helping you better control people's minds.

Of course, she's so good at it that nobody notices, after all.

I see her totally getting into trouble with people who try to cheat you to lose on purpose.

"Concentrate, love. Remember what I taught you, right? You can do it!"

Queenie

Okay, Queenie would probably be totally opposed to you taking the Seven Wonders test.

She's been there, she knows how dangerous it can get.

And honestly, she'd rather you join her in voodoo, which is less dangerous.

But even so, I think she would consider the fact that the test would make you happy, so why not?

Ultimately, Queenie would be one of the most present people when it comes to rooting for you.

She would encourage you so much that Cordelia would have to ask her not to break your concentration halfway through.

I see her calling your opponents all the ugliest names possible, just for the pleasure of knowing you're competing.

I don't think she would cheat, she would just protect you from the risks of dying in the middle of the test, and that's not necessarily cheating.

"Come on, love! You can do it! Show them how badass you can be!"

Myrtle Snow

Just the fact that you agree to take the test is a headache for Myrtle.

Like, she knows you're capable, but with all the experience and knowledge she's gained about witches on the Council, is enough to worry her for weeks.

However, she is not opposed to your wanting to take the test.

She will do her best to maintain a neutral posture.

But this is Myrtle Snow we're talking about, so... I don't guarantee she'd hold out until the end.

She would definitely ask you to stop when she sees you are about to get hurt.

And, of course, she would take care of you when she saw that your injuries and your disappointment at not passing the test took the reins of the situation.

"Don't worry, my dear, you did what you could. I still think you'd make a great Supreme, no test necessary."

Mallory

Time to clarify that Mallory is an overprotective girlfriend.

But at the same time, she would support you to the fullest.

She would do anything to help you train for the test, that includes spells, gifts, potions, whatever.

Proud girlfriend on the way!

I also see Cordelia or one of the girls having to ask her to let you focus and stop cheering too loudly.

And when you get hurt, she'll probably take care of you and go back in time countless times just so you don't die.

"It's okay, my love. It's okay, you're okay. And I'm proud of you, so proud."

Marie Laveau

Marie would also be totally opposed to the idea of you trying on the test.

Her rivalry with witches kind of plays into that at first.

But I think your self-assurance and the trust she feels for you changes that idea in a short time.

Marie hates to admit it, but she is proud to see you blossoming new powers.

She will DEFINITELY try her hardest to cheat, on the sly of course.

All for you, in the end, it's worth it.

She will use all of her powers to heal your wounds and keep you from dying.

And without admitting it, too, she'd learn to like the Coven witches better.

"Not to brag, but you're the hottest of the contestants, you're sure to win..."

Kyle Spencer

Kyle was definitely going to be one of your biggest supporters.

Okay, okay, he can't do much, for obvious reasons.

But just having his company there is enough.

He'll be watching you train the entire time, fascinated by your skills.

And he'll give you kisses and cuddles to show that he's proud of you.

The test was going to go well because you made him promise to hold on.

And he did it solely for you.

Sure, some meltdowns and some excessive screaming because he really can't contain himself sometimes, but that's okay.

At least, he did his best.

"Proud. I'm proud of you. (Y\N)."

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lonleyhumanbeing · 1 month

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This Is What People Do

Rated: General

Words: 2.4k

Summary: Baz has been planning to propose for weeks. Simon, however, wrecks his plans with one simple sentence.

I was incredibly sick when I decided to write this and the only thing my mind could keep up with was fanfiction. So I’m blaming this on that.

#simon snow series #simon snow #baz grimm pitch #rainbow rowell #fanfiction #give me domestic snowbaz any day of the week.#snowbaz #oneshot fluff #domestic fluff

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giggly-squiggily · 4 months

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Hello, hello, hello my favourite fluff writer! Have you been good? I absolutely adore all your D o u m a/ K o k u s h i b o tickle fics! Their personalities compliment each other's so well XD. I know you've written one like this, but may I please request a Lee! Koku Ler! Douma fic? I don't have a specific prompt for this, so you can do whatever you want! (If you accept the request of course :))

Ahh YESH!!! Heyo anons! I hope it's alright that I combined these two! Kokudouma is such a delightful ship for me, and since we're in winter; I figured why not make something a bit snowy? Hehehe! I hope you like it!

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“Hey.”

Douma’s voice held a teasing note as he poked his head in, vibrant eyes dancing as they landed on Kokushibou. He gestured, a single clawed finger curling invitingly to follow. “I wanna show you something.”

The older demon watched him for a long moment, a war of curiosity and weariness dueling it out within. Then he stood, following the grinning blonde.

He didn’t ask where they were going- he knew he wouldn’t get an answer. He did let Douma’s hand find his, cold and solid yet strangely comforting against his calloused palm. When they reached their destination, they stood in one of the castle’s many large empty rooms.

“Here we are!” Douma clapped, sashaying to the middle of the room as he turned his gaze onto Kokushibou. “Ready?”

“For what exactly?” He asked. What was Douma going to do?

The blonde only smiled. And then…

A snowflake landed on his nose.

Kokushibou looked at it cross-eyed, earning a gleeful cackle from the blonde. More snowflakes fell around them, raining slowly down against the wooden floors until the color went from red to white. Douma continued to laugh, spreading his arms out wide and spinning on one foot as he brought down flake after flake. “Isn’t this lovely, Koku?”

“It’s…cold.” Kokushibou mused, knowing it was an underwhelming response but not sure how else to describe it. Holding out his hands, he let the snow gather within, crystalizing his skin and chilling him to the bone. “Very cold.”

“Pfft- of course it is! It’s snow! Surely you’ve grown up with snow before?” Douma grinned cheekily, sticking out his tongue to catch a stray flake. He almost missed the somber look crossing the other’s face in his glee. “Koku…?”

The ground was thick and hard to walk through. His legs hurt from the intense chill, and his breath came out a long puffs of white. Ahead of him, a boy with his face turned back to laugh, waving as he encouraged him to follow.

“Koku?” His name- his new name- being called shook him from his memory. He looked up to find Douma watching him. How’d he get so close without him noticing? “Are you still here?”

“I…yes.” Kokushibou shook his head, scattering away the past. “Forgive me..snow and I- we don’t have a fondness for one another.”

“Oh?” Douma looked sad then. Kokushibou wanted to snatch the words right back. Then the blonde was smiling once more. “Well, we just have to fix that, won’t we?”

“What-” Before Kokushibou could speak, Douma had his hands in his once more, pulling him further into the room with a laugh. Snow danced around them like fairy lights, blurring his vision some as Douma twirled them around. “Come now, frolic with me!”

This room was big, but not that big. The snow had gotten thick around his ankles, and even with his thick robes, he still felt the chill.

And yet…

“That’s it!” Douma laughed as Kokushibou attempted to “frollic”. He tried copying Douma’s footwork, but found himself tripping more than usual. The ground was particularly icy in places, sending them both slipping into one another as they went about the room. It was…fun. A rare feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Hehe, look at us go! Isn’t this lovely-” Douma went to smile at him over his shoulder just as his leg went backwards. Wide eyed, he scrambled for purchase, the closest thing to him being Kokushibou himself.

They hit the ground soon after, cushioned by the fluffy snow.

“Pfft! Pfft, pfft!” Kokushibou sputtered out reddish brown hair, shoving his bangs out of his face with his free hand. The one clutching Douma’s stayed firm, if not a bit tight. “Douma, are you alright?”

A rhetorical question- they were demons that could heal in seconds. Still, the words slipped out before he could stop them.

“Aww, you’re worried about me?” Douma popped up with a smile, half leaning into Kokushibou as he propped himself up. “Oh Koku, you do care!”

“Of course I do.” His lips were loose today. Maybe it was the frollicing- or perhaps something was in the snow. “I always care about you.”

Douma gasped some at that, eyes widening. If demons could blush, Kokushibou imagined he’d be pink in the cheeks right now. The mental image of that did funny things to his stomach.

“Oh, aren’t you a sweet talker!” Douma cooed, climbing further up Kokushibou as he wrapped his arms around him. “And here I thought I was the charismatic one! You should come to one of my follower meetings. We’d be the talk of the town!”

“No thanks. I’d likely drive them away with my presence.” Six eyes was a lot to take in…

“What? No way! You’re so handsome!” Douma cooed. When Kokushibou raised an eyebrow, Douma grinned- curling the hands resting against his sides. “You’re incredibly handsome! Look at that chiseled jaw, those high cheekbones, those eyes!” Douma leaned in so they were nose to nose, drinking in the older demon’s wobbly smile. “I wanna swim in them~”

“Ehe! Ehehehehehehe, Doohoohouma, plehahahahhase!” Kokushibou tried capturing his hands, but Douma was far too quick! His long nails made short work pressing through the thick fabric of his robes, sending little shocks of ticklishness up his core. “Ihiiihihiht’s tohoohohohoo cohohohohold!”

“Is it now? Well, I’ll just have to warm you up!” Douma teased, increasing his efforts as he clawed at the other demon’s ribs, earning a series of deep rich chuckles and snickers. “Can’t let you turn into a Koku-sicle, can I? Hehehe~”

“Thahahaht whahahahhas a thhehehehehrrihiihihhible johohohoohohke!”

“You’re laughing though~”

“Shhuuhuhuhuhuhush!” Realizing he wasn’t getting out of this one easily, he changed tactics. Reaching out, he grasped Douma by the waist, pulling him across him and into the snow beside him. With their limbs tangled temporarily it gave him just the opening he needed.

“Whoa! Aren’t you-EEK!” Douma squealed, arching as fingers attacked his hip, sending snow flying with his flailing limbs. “Nohohooohohoho, Kohohoohohokooohohohoho! Aheahhhahhahahah!

“What’s so funny, Douma? Have another joke?” He asked, a teasing tone entering his voice as he brought his hands up to the blonde’s neck, earning a loud squeal. “Don’t be shy- tell me!”

“AHEHAHHAHAAAHHAHAAA!” Douma thrashed beneath him,hands coming up to squeeze his ribs as he struggled to get away. Kokushibou yelped at the touch, giving Douma his own opening for revenge.

It was like they were children, rolling in the snow with one another as they tickled eachother relentlessly. Kokushibou couldn’t remember the last time he felt so…free. So unburdened by duty, so…relaxed.

All things must come to an end. Douma and him laid side by side in the cold snow, hand in hand as they watched the flakes fall around them. They landed on Douma’s face, his hair- he looked like an angel beneath it all.

“Hey.” He whispered, poking Kokushibou’s shoulder gently. “I love you.”

Those three little words; spoken so easily but carrying such an impact it left Kokushibou a bit stunned. Then he smiled, leaning in and capturing Douma’s lips within his own. They were icy at the touch, but sent warmth spreading from the back of his neck down to the tips of his toes.

“I love you too.”

Maybe the snow wasn't so bad afterall.

Thanks for reading!

#demon slayer #tickle #tickle fic #kokudouma #kokushibou #douma #upper moons #twelve kizuki #fluff #snow day #I'm obsessed with that douma makes snow headcanon #Had to turn it into a whole thing lols

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Day 1: late spring (if we're lucky)

Prompt: Snow Fandom: The Witcher (TV) Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier Word count: 376 read on AO3 instead

for @fluffyfebruary

The air is freezing cold but Jaskier doesn't mind. He's been standing on the balcony and looking over the balustrade since after breakfast. It's still so unusual to him, all of this snow. Anywhere he looks, all he can see is blankets of the stuff. Except of course, where two figures are moving below him in the training yard. Jaskier is admiring Ciri's ability to parry what looks like a powerful blow from Eskel when arms reach around him from behind, pulling him into a warm body.

He's proud to say it doesn't startle him anymore, this sneaking of Geralt's. As soon as he feels himself tugged into an embrace, he simply melts into it, far too used to being grabbed and grappled by now. Geralt doesn't say anything. Jaskier is used to this, as well.

Snow drifts lazily onto the balcony in clumps. He hears Geralt take a short breath, can feel the fuller shape of his chest against him, but he doesn't speak.

"What is it?" he asks. His tone is hushed. It must be something about the snow and the gray morning above them.

"It's going to melt soon," Geralt says into his ear. He nuzzles his nose and mouth into the crook of Jaskier's neck.

"The snow? How can you tell?"

Geralt drags a hand up his torso to press against his chest. "The flakes are sticking together. They're heavy."

Jaskier tilts his head as Geralt's teeth come out, scraping along the sensitive skin.

"So we'll have to leave soon?" he asks, just this side of breathless.

"Mm," Geralt grunts. His thumb is pressing circles into Jaskier's hip bone, pushing hard into the muscle there. Their hips are flush.

"Would you say," he stops to suck in a breath. "The winter might last at least another hour?"

Geralt's lips curve up into a smile that Jaskier can feel against his skin. It makes him smile too, compelled by a natural reflex to approve of anything that makes Geralt happy.

"An hour?" he growls, punctuating with a little bite to Jaskier's earlobe. "I think winter might last the rest of the day, at least."

Jaskier laughs when Geralt pulls him up and off his feet, snow swirling in happy spirals in the air.

#green-fifteen #fanfic #fluffyfebruary #fluffy february #the witcher #i have so many ideas for this pairing and almost none of them are fluffy #so i had to work hard to get inspired for this one!#i think i'll do a different fandom each day of the week during the challenge #fluff #geraskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt/jaskier #witcher #witcher fanfiction #fifteen #fifteen fanfic #snow #also sorry this is late lol

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