#this brought to you by having to type around my dog's head as he lays in my lap. he is snoozin . contented. also droolin on everythin
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hi there !! i hope you're having a great day so far ^^
i wanted to request the three musketeers (katsuki, izuku, shoto) that give prince/ss treatment to reader ! like the reader is just so tooth-rotting sweet that the boys can't help but treat reader that way ฅʕ◍·̀·́◍ʔฅ
you are so free to ignore this if its not up to your taste ^^ thank you in advance !! 💌🍰
girl you're crazy if you think this isn't up to my taste, you literally blessed me with this! Anyways I hope you have fun reading, enjoy!
𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: Todoroki, Bakugou, Midoriya, fem!reader
𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: headcanon, fluff!
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The one thing we all agree on.
He'll cook for you.
No one argues with this; he's literally your personal chef.
He'll always make sure you eat well, whether you're a big eater or not.
This damn guy will literally stuff your stomach and cook for you anytime.
You can wake him up even at 2 a.m., and he won't mind, like:
"Hey, Katsu... I'm feeling kinda hungry... so-"
"Shut up, I already know."
And boom, he'll get up to cook a delicious meal for you and make sure you go to sleep feeling full.
He also loves styling your hair, no matter the type.
Straight, wavy, curly, it doesn't matter.
Just tell him how you want your hair, and he'll do it professionally.
He does most of the chores for you, like cooking, washing dishes, doing laundry, etc.
He absolutely hates seeing you tired or exhausted; he sees himself strong enough to do everything.
"You weren't created for exhaustion, not even your beautiful ass deserves to be tired from sitting."
Another reason he always holds you in his arms when you're alone together.
He always brings snacks for you at school.
At the end of each class, he turns around to give you candy or chocolate to keep you energized.
(He completely refuses to admit he brought them for you, always saying he got them by chance.)
When you're sitting in the dorm with others, he lets you rest your head on his shoulder if you're tired.
He absolutely doesn't let you go downstairs; he always carries you bridal style while going down while you're in his arms.
His excuse is that you're too foolish and will definitely trip and fall and hurt yourself.
(He loves you dearly and worries about you like crazy.)
Did I mention he's your guard dog?
Wherever you are, he walks behind you and gives death glares to anyone who dares to stare at you.
He also makes sure every day that he's the first person to say good morning or goodnight to you, whether in person or through messages.
He's not a big person with words, but he makes sure to say "I love you" enough times because he knows it makes you happy.
Believe me, he's just there for your happiness (I would die for this man).
This boy is the epitome of sweetness.
He's not just a green flag, he's the whole forest.
One thing I'm sure of is that he'll take notes for you during classes.
Even if you've already taken your own notes, he doesn't mind.
He still brings your notebooks and edits your notes to make them look like his own.
If you ask him why he does this, he simply replies:
"Just to ensure our information is the same so we don't have any problems when we study together."
He just loves being the reason behind your intellectual growth and knowing that he's helping you.
Every night, literally every night, he braids your hair.
Because he simply read that braiding hair before bed helps keep it healthy.
(He loves touching your hair and smelling its scent.)
Speaking of nighttime, he takes you for walks at night when everyone else is asleep and lies on the grass to watch the sky just because you told him you love seeing the stars.
He's literally the kind of gentleman who lays his jacket over a puddle of water for you to walk on so you don't get wet.
He has a sixth sense about you, so for example, whenever something bad happens to you, he's already there to fix it.
He's 100% ready to defend you against anyone and doesn't feel embarrassed to stand up to them either.
He carries your bag for you on the way to school and back to the dorm, insisting on it even when you say it's okay.
He loves sharing his food with you; he always does.
No matter what it is, he always makes sure you take at least a bite of it.
"I don't taste the food's flavor until I share it with you."
He always keeps your hands intertwined and makes sure you're close to him, especially in crowds.
Every day, he makes sure to kiss you on the cheek and tell you how perfect you are, how lucky he is to have you, and how much he loves you.
This guy is literally like a character from books.
He has a top-notch degree in princess treatment.
He buys you anything you want, no matter what.
Even if it's a car plated with gold, he'll always fulfill your desires.
He flirts with you, but in poetic ways.
For example, he reads a love quote or a poem and makes sure to dedicate it to you.
Either he writes it for you on a paper and places it on your desk in your room before you wake up, or he whispers it in your ear just to drive you crazy.
He loves seeing you shy and flustered.
He also buys you books, a lot of them.
The reason for that is your talk about a story or a novel.
Be sure that by tomorrow he'll present you with the entire book series along with a red rose.
"Shoto! You didn't have to do that!"
"If my girl desires something, she gets it."
(Help me... I'm melting while writing this)
He lets you do anything to him literally.
Braiding his hair, putting makeup on him, dressing him up as you wish... etc.
Just say the word, and he's like, "Yes, ma'am"
(Once you put your daily makeup on him, and literally you cried because he looked more beautiful than you by miles.)
This man is literally carrying your bags when he takes you shopping.
And he doesn't complain; it gives him a sense that he's your strong man.
He also allows you to try makeup on the back of his hand.
(He's as pale as hell.)
He carries you on his back if you feel tired from walking.
Or in other words, if he feels it, which means he always carries you on his back.
So you won't tire from something as silly as walking.
He knows that everyone is looking at both of you, but does he care? Of course not.
(I feel like he's read "The Art of Indifference" at least 100 times.)
He's the kind of guy who allows you to wear anything you want.
You might come to him not sure about your clothes, and he simply shrugs in indifference.
"Wear whatever you want; I can fight."
(But not too revealing because you won't get away with it.)
One of his greatest features is that he uses his quirk to either warm you up or cool you down according to the weather.
He always gives you his jacket even without you asking because he knows that his scent calms you down and also ensures that you're warm.
Like the others, he makes sure you eat well and goes crazy if he knows you haven't.
(I think this is an Asian thing...)
This might seem gross, but on the contrary, it's not the case for him, but he allows you to spit out the food you didn't like on his hand.
He tells you to do it in the most poetic expression ever.
He hugs you a lot, first because he loves being close to you and secondly to stick his scent to you, so people can smell you and know that you're his
(he has a special scent so..)
(I've written a lot for him, I know, and I'm sorry, but I love him so much that I couldn't stop!!)
I hope you had fun reading! Please feel free to request more whenever you like!
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝.
#bakugou katsuki#bakugou x reader#bnha#boku no hero academia#mha#my hero academia#shouto todoroki#todoroki x reader#fanfic#shoto x reader#izuku x reader#izuku midoriya#idk#todoroki x reader headcanons#bakugou headcanons#bakugou x reader headcanons#izuku x reader headcanons#princess treatment
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it's just that sometimes you have to love a thing including the ways that it inconveniences you like i keep picking dog hair out of my clothes because he steals things from my laundry basket to lay on them while i'm gone and whenever i use my laptop i have to type with my arms in a parabola to make room for his head on my legs and yes it's kind of a far ride to my mom's house but she always remembers to have dairy-free options available just in case i stop at home and nick lives in another timezone so we have to plan our calls carefully to be sure he's available and i'm not in bed and i hate driving and looking for parking but it means i get to visit my friends and i hate doing dishes but i'll do a million if it means i get to throw a dinner party for everybody and i hate being cold but one time we stood outside in the snow for 5 hours waiting for a concert, bundled up and red-nosed
i always apologize about the ways i take up space even when they're medical like at a restaurant i usually have to take the moment to say i really am allergic, sorry, and feel like i am making everyone around me angry and i always apologize when i am too tired to be funny or when i actually really do need to take care of my human body because it feels like i'm making everything about-me and i always apologize for the ways that i become needy; how i get scared when we're high up (and no for real please get down it actually kind of stops being funny) or how i panic if i hear a loud noise i wasn't expecting or how it's been years but there are days when i'm still doing the same shit, still drowning
the trick about relaxing, i think. like the answer to why i couldn't trust the idea anyone actually likes me. was realizing that at some point i am going to be an inconvenience, which means that at some point i need to trust other people want me to take up space. and yes, some people have to take up a lot of space. but. i relish this little gratitude: making room for people and things in my life. i love picking the dog hairs out of my food - it means i get to have a dog. i love answering the phone at 3 in the morning - it means someone is on the other line, and i can help them weave through life. i love the little chores - it means i have something productive to do. so what if you take up space - it means this world gets to have you.
#writeblr#pos#this brought to you by having to type around my dog's head as he lays in my lap. he is snoozin . contented. also droolin on everythin#you know ur a pet owner when. etc.#he also likes to push until he is behind me on the couch. and then makes me sit like a prim princess w/my back straight so i don't fall off#mind u if i leave the couch he will follow to the floor#he just likes to be behind me ig???
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air freshener w/poly woosan
It came as no surprise when San wrapped his arms around your waist and hoisted you up into his strong grip. His nose pressed into your neck as he inhaled deeply, sighing with the exhale.
“You smell of work,” he grumbled as he carried you through to the living room. He threw himself down on the couch, dragging you along with him. “That stupid lemon air freshener that Jaehyun keeps on his desk.”
You brought your blouse to your nose, sniffing it gently. Sure enough, behind the overwhelming scent of Wooyoung’s cologne (he wouldn't let you leave the house that morning without spritzing you a few times… possessive bastard) there was a hint of lemon. It was barely noticeable, but to San, it was the end of the world.
“You smell of that little weirdo again?” Wooyoung called as he poked his head through from the kitchen. He had that stupid joke apron on, the one San bought him for his birthday, and you tried to hold back the giggle that rose up your throat. The frown on his face and the cooking knife in his hand were hardly helping to make him look anything other than silly. Not that you'd ever complain about your boyfriends being adorable. “Seriously, babe! Who keeps an air freshener on their desk?”
“Someone who wants their work space to smell nice?” you lay back in San’s arms, letting him manhandle you a little until you were sat sideways in his lap, legs kicked out to the side. “Maybe he doesn't like the overwhelming scent of men’s cologne that comes from me day in, day out.”
Wooyoung rolled his eyes over dramatically.
“You smell perfectly fine, brat,” he scowled, “besides, maybe we don't want you coming home smelling like another man’s lemon air freshener!”
“It's hardly like he can control where the smell goes,” you sighed, “you're just being jealous over nothing again.”
Wooyoung went to open his mouth, probably about to threaten you with a punishment, but San shooed him away with a flick of the wrist. With a perfectly on-character stomp of his foot, the shorter man retreated into the kitchen to finish whatever masterpiece he'd decided to cook for the three of you today.
But you knew you weren't safe, even with Wooyoung gone. While he may have expressed his feelings loudly and proudly, the man behind you wasn't exactly the silent type himself. You felt his breath against your ear, and you internally groaned.
“We're not jealous, baby,” San whispered against your ear, as if trying to soothe an angry dog. You weren't angry - far from it, you actually thought this was quite amusing - but San had always been the calmer, less explosive of your two boyfriends. “We just like it when you smell of us. You know how we get…”
He kissed the shell of your ear softly. Without prior knowledge of San, it wouldve been hard to tell whether it was an entirely innocent gesture or not. You knew your boyfriend like the back of your hand, though. Before the night was over, you were going to smell like them again.
“Possessive?” You cocked your eyebrow at the man. He chuckled.
“Call it primal instinct, babe,” he said.
You snort as you giggle.
“My boyfriends are cavemen, got it.”
You could see the muscles in his jaw clenching and unclenching, and you couldn't help but let out a little giggle. It was always fun to say the role of the mouse, tempting fate by dancing around the big bad wolf’s feet. He was often more patient than the fox that was now humming a little tune in the kitchen. One would pounce immediately, while the other would let you play a little.
You were grateful you'd landed in San’s lap rather than Wooyoung’s. After the day you'd had, being a little shit sounded like the perfect way to relieve some stress.
“You're pushing your luck,” he sang in your ear, “you're lucky I sent Youngie away. If it were up to him you'd already be bent over and your cheeks would be a pretty shade of pink, hm?”
“Yeah, because he's a brat who can't stand it when anyone else gets the last word…”
San chucked darkly into your hair as his hands began to roam across your body. They were gentle, yet possessive, only further proving your point.
“He's the brat?” San shook his head, “I think we both know that you're the only one guilty of that. Youngie just doesn't like it when you argue for the sole purpose of riling us up…”
“It's not for the sake of riling you up,” you whine as if you're not lying through your teeth. As if you're not fully aware of the fact that San knows you too well to believe you, “you're being jealous over nothing. It's an air freshener, it's not like he's been fucking me over his desk.”
And just like that, a switch flipped. Whether it was the blatant lie about their jealousy, or the final comment you made that pushed him over the edge, you couldn’t care less. All you cared about was the dangerous look that swam through his dark eyes. He looked ready to pounce and if you said much else, you had no doubt that he would.
His hands came to a still when they reached your hips. Strong fingers squeezed your flesh, no doubt leaving bruises in their wake with how hard his grip was. You should've winced, but you smiled instead, getting some sort of sick enjoyment out of the dull ache you felt.
“Bold words for someone entirely at my mercy,” San growled in your ear, sharp teeth nipping at the lobe, “you know just as well as we know that that man wouldn't even dare touch what's not his. He doesn't have the balls to even look you in the eyes, hm? Let alone fuck you…”
You squirmed in his lap, or at least tried to. The grip he had on your hips was tight, and it only grew tighter as you wriggled around. Your fun lasted just a few seconds before he pinned you in place again.
“Fucking behave,” he said with gritted teeth, “don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, brat. Carry this on and you’ll get nothing.”
“I’m not doing anything,” you grumbled. He just laughed. Loud and brash as he tipped his head back against the couch.
“Good one, babe,” he squeezed your hip one final time before letting his hand move to rest upon the button of your pants, “now shut up and let me remind you who you belong to.”
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SIRIUS BLACK | HIS FUTURE WIFE
request : Hi, this is my first time requesting so I don't really know how 😅, but can you write something with Sirius being in love with reader and basically just like jily type of love where he always follows her and calls his future wife — @moonlightwonderland
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“There’s my girl,” Sirius grins, walking up to you with his arms open as if he was expecting a hug.
“I’m not your girl, Sirius,” you huff, clutching your books closer to your chest and side stepping, avoiding his arms entirely. It’s been a year since Sirius Black has decided to pursue only you and abandoned his playboy persona. Now he was a committed man. His entire focus has zeroed in on you and you hate it. You hardly used to draw any attention but now, most of the female population at Hogwarts was glaring you down. It’s not your fault Sirius Black decided to turn over a new leaf and made you his primary objective; these girls need to stop making it seem like you forced Sirius to take amortentia.
But, from the circumstances, you might as well have given him the love potion. He follows you around and does whatever he can to get your attention, even if he makes a fool of himself. He goes out of his way to buy and give you your favourite treats from Honeydukes and helpfully does your bidding wherever, whenever. It would have been a nice gesture when he brought down books from higher shelves for you that one time…if only he didn’t immediately demand a kiss as ‘thanks’ right after. He deserved being hit upside the head for that.
You just want to be left alone so you wouldn’t have to worry about constantly being stared at by envious girls or gossiping teens who had nothing better to do with their time.
“My future wife then,” Sirius’s boyish grin grows wider the instant you roll your eyes at him and stomp away, figuring a different route for your journey to class would help you avoid the rebellious teen. But Sirius is unrelenting, following after you with a skip in his step.
“Stop following me, Sirius,” you groaned and quickened your pace but it was no use. His persistence is challenging and you eventually succumb to his irritable company.
“But I don’t want to, wifey,” he protests.
“Don’t call me that, and it doesn’t matter; I want you to leave me alone,‘ you counter.
“No,”
“Yes,”
“No!”
“Yes!”
Your bickering is commonplace in the hallways and within classes now, although it’s more a legitimate argument for you and Sirius is just playing along. It truly was a mystery to everyone why the Sirius Black, notorious fuckboy and ladies man was suddenly abandoning all that for one girl. Only he knew the real reason. And it was frustrating, especially to you. He can’t just change everything about his mannerisms and force all that attention on you, his good looks, fun personality and enchanting eyes could only absolve him so much. You’d rather be dead before you ever confess that to him, though, it’ll only worsen your situation.
You did have one saving grace, however. When classes were over, you could find peace and quiet down by the black lake, teetering on the borders of the forbidden forest. This was where you had met your year-long dearest friend, Snuffles. Injured and quivering from the cold, you nursed him back to health a year ago, abandoning your classes for the day so that you could make sure he got better. You knew that dogs weren’t allowed at Hogwarts so you didn’t want to risk anything by taking him to madam Pomfrey. Thankfully, his injuries weren’t too bad at the time and he just needed some company to care for him lovingly.
“Hello handsome,” you smile upon seeing the familiar black dog through the trees of the forest. As soon as he makes eye contact with you, he bounds over with enthusiastic barks and happy tail wags, “I’m happy to see you too boy!” kneeling down, you hug him around his neck and press kisses into his soft fur, “How are we today, hm?” as if he could understand you, Snuffles barks and sits before laying down to rest his head in your lap.
Cooing at the large beast, you begin your usual pets as you delve into how your day was going, making small jokes and giving the occasional complaint over workload and stress build up. Snuffles gives a gentle whine as he paws at your thigh as if distressed over your worries and you smile warmly. He seems so human, someone that really cares about you and your wellbeing, it was nice to have.
“Thank you for worrying about me Snuffles,” you muse softly, “but I’m really okay…so long as Sirius Black stays the hell away from me,” you huff in annoyance. It’s only natural that the conversation directs itself to the man in question as he’s made himself a prominent part of your days for the last year, “ugh! He’s so infuriating,” you frown down at the black dog still resting in your lap, “he won’t leave me alone no matter how much I tell him to. He’s been doing it for a year now and I don’t know what’s gotten into him. Today, he actually called me his future wife! What’s that about?!” you groan and push your head back.
The sky is a pretty blue and you stare at it for a while before you continue, looking down when you feel a significant shift in Snuffles’s postion. The large black dog sits up and leans over to prop his head up on your shoulder and press his muzzle into your neck. He finds a sensitive spot and elicits a dulcet giggle from you, “if only he was as sweet and gentle as you, Snuffles,” you sigh, a small heat climbing up your neck and settling into your cheeks, “maybe then he could finally get me, just like he wants,” Snuffles pulls away and huffs, his version of a subtle sneeze.
“Excuse you,” you tease, reaching up to scratch at the fur on his neck before you cup his face and bring his nose close so you could boop it with your own.
“It’s a real shame, though,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around Snuffles’s neck once more and tucking your face into his fur, “his looks are exactly my type…” Snuffles stiffens under your embrace but you don’t notice, “and he has some good personality traits too…if only he wasn’t so irritating,” there was a stutter in Snuffles’s movement when you lean back and pet his head softly, “you know, he started acting strange like this after I met you, Snuffles…I-” it was just a passing thought but there was a sudden realisation that slowly consumes your features, reflecting primarily in your eyes. It doesn’t help that the large dog before you slowly morphs into the man you were just complaining about.
“Clever girl,” Sirius grins as he takes your chin in his fingers and pulls you in close, his breath ticking your lips as he continues to whisper, “I expect nothing less from my future wife,”
When he kisses you, sweet but amorously, you kiss back.
a/n : my first request! lets go! i hope i did it justice darling, and i hope everybody enjoyed the read!
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YALL???? THE V LINE?! OH MY GOD IM CUMMING
✮ summary: you and Bill were making out when you finally take it to the next level
cw: p in v sex, oral (f and m recieving), kissing, swearing, dirty talk, cum eating, nipple play, smut, fingering, bill ooc?? idrk, hickies, bills experienced lmao 💀, reader is a virgin but still knows some stuff
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You and Bill had been dating for a couple months now and it has been amazing. He was so sweet and kind. And crazy hot. You two met at a music festival and he was in love w/ you the second he saw you. Like I've mentioned before, Bill believes in love at first sight.
Everything had been so great, he brought you out to restaurants and you hung out w/ him and the band whenever you could and they all loved you. Tom and you became really good friends since you were dating his brother. You couldn't imagine anything better. You had other boyfriends before Bill but nobody was like him. He was the greatest boyfriend you could ever ask for.
Whenever you were tense from whatever he would always lay you down and give you massages, or if you were hungry he'd bring you out to get food. If he didn't have a lot of money you two would stop at McDonald's and order a bunch of stuff. He loves kissing you.
He's so good at it, I can't even explain it. His lips are so soft and he always knows where to kiss your neck to make you feel so good.
Which is what led to this.
You and Bill were in his hotel room making out. He had already taken your shirt and pants off so you were just laying there in your bra and panties. He got you specially made ones that say his name because it makes him go feral. Honestly, he wants his name tattooed on your body. To show everybody you're his. Bill isn't the confrontational possessive type, but he likes, no loves the idea of everybody knowing you're his and only his.
"You look so sexy.." he whispers to you, kissing down your jawline and nibbling on your earlobe, "..look so fucking good underneath me." You lean your head back and move your hair out of the way as he finds your sweet spot.
"Bill~..god s'good...you're always so good." You run your fingers through his hair and close your eyes, "I never wanna leave this moment, never ever. You..oh god-" he bites down on your neck.
"Mmm..found it.." you can feel him smirking against your neck, sucking harder and harder. Your breathing becomes harsher and your thighs squeeze together. It doesn't take long for bill to notice.
"Awh..you want me to touch you? Hmm? Come on schatz, tell me where you want me to touch you." He stops sucking on your neck and instead brings his face right in front of yours so you two are both staring into eachothers eyes, "I know you can do it.." he whispers, placing a little kiss on your nose and running his finger tips down your cheek.
"You know where..you asshole." You reply, biting down on your lip and running your hands up his chest.
"Oh but I wanna hear it..come on? Can't you do that for me?" You look up at him with puppy dog eyes as he speaks. He speaks so sensually, it's practically addicting. His voice is so sexy and oh god..the way he's looking at you is making you melt. You lean in closer to him until you lips are almost pressed together and look him straight in the eyes.
"I want you to suck on my clit and fuck me dumb until I can't think of anything but you.." he just smirked at you and started to kiss down your chest.
"Can I take this off?" He looks up at you, playing with the clip of your bra. All you do his nod as he snaps it off and tosses it to the other side of the room. He keeps kissing around your breasts, squeezing and nibbling on them until he reaches your nipples. They're so pretty..so beautiful. He places little kitten licks on them as he looks up at you. Your lip is on the verge of bleeding from how hard your biting down. Bill stretches his arm up to your face and caresses your cheek to get your attention. You look down at him as he smiles at you.
"Let them hear you...it doesn't matter to me." He mumbles, biting down on your nipple. You gasp and lean your head back. Moans come dripping out of your mouth like honey.
After a couple minutes, he trailed his kisses down to your stomach and finally to your core. He could feel your heat through your panties. But Bill's a little asshole. He couldn't help but tease you. Especially since you sound so pretty.
He kissed down you thighs as more and more moans rolled off your tongue. Leaving hickies all over them. That was gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning. His fingers traveled up your body like an angels finger tips, just barely touching you. He was such a fucking tease.
After his awful; sexy and hot, teasing, he pulled down your panties and placed little kisses on your cunt before sucking on your clit. Your body jolted as he sucked on all of your bursting nerves down there. It had felt like nothing before. You've tried to do it yourself but it never felt as good as this. Never felt as good as bill.
"That feel good? Tell me how good it feels schatzi." He mumbled against your clit, swirling his tongue in figure eights and slowly slipping one finger into you. He finger fucked you so good. He did everything good.
"S'good bill, making me feel s'good," you gasp as he moves his mouth down to your hole and shoves his tongue in, "Augh! Bill!" Your breathing becomes heavier and heavier and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to your release as he presses harshly against your clit with his thumb. Tears form on your waterline. He was so good with you. So sweet, so sexy, so perfect. You don't know how you got so lucky to be with someone like him. He fucked your hole with his tongue and gripped your thighs like his life depended on it.
"Bill...fuck..I think I'm getting close. S'close." Those gushing tears dripped down your cheeks as you finally came. Your breathing was uneven and your eyes felt all glossy. You couldn't see much besides bill licking up what dripped out of you. You could feel him rising up and kissing you all the lips.
"You taste so good..wanna taste yourself hmm?" He asked you, slipping his tongue past your swollen lips as you nodded like the dumb slut you are. He ran his fingers up your neck and through into your hair. He closed his eyes and pushed his crotch closer to yours.
"This isn't fair." You muttered to him, stopped the kiss.
"What isnt?" He asked, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. You looked up at him and pouted.
"I'm completely naked, and your still dressed. I wanna see something too y'know." He looked into your eyes and started laughing. God, his laugh was so cute and sexy. He sat up, now sitting against you and his crotch pushing against your now uncovered cunt as he peeled off his shirt. You bit your lip gazing at him. He was super jacked, but he had visible muscles. Sexy muscles...
Your eyes followed down to his crotch. His cock was so hard and you could see the wet spot where pre-cum had come out of. His dick looked huge. I mean, you knew he was big..but my god. You reached your hand down to lightly glide over his dick.. "s'pretty." You mumbled to yourself causing bill to smile down at you.
"You got condoms?" He asked, still smiling and looking down at you. You nodded and pointed to the drawer next to you.
"In there." He leaned over and opened up the drawer. He ripped off one from the 6 pack you had and sat back up. He was about to rip it open before you stopped him. You looked up at his big, brown eyes and pulled yourself up to have your faces closer to eachother.
"I wanna taste you too.." his eyes widened as you spoke.
"Are you sure..?" He looked at you with some worry on his face, "you don't have to if you don't want to. I don't want to make you feel like you need to so-" you shushed bill and kissed him on his lips.
"I want to...please bill?" You kissed him again, this time now rubbing his cock with your hands, "please let me suck your cock?" A big smile grew on his face as he got off of you and sat on the edge of the bed. You got down on your knees and sat in front of him. You brought your hands up to his jeans the pulled them down his legs before they were completely off. You began to kiss up his thighs as he gripped the sheets of the bed. You looked so beautiful. It didn't matter if you two were throwing mud at eachother or doing the dirtiest, sluttiest thing alive. You always looked so sweet and beautiful in his eyes.
You finally reached his crotch and pulled down his boxers. His dick sprung out of his boxers and almost hit you in the face. His eyes widened in horror.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?! I'm so sorry." You just looked up at him and laughed, which made him laugh. "I'm okay bill..don't worry." You said to him, slowly picking up his dick and wrapping your hands around it. You slowly began sucking on the tip which made his head fall backwards and his eyes roll to the back of his head. The more you sucked the more his moans got higher and higher. Then you slowly took your lips off his dick and spit into your hands. You began to pump his dick and slowly bring his cock into your mouth. Putting in a bit more than just his tip.
It felt so good. But you were going so. fucking. slow. If it wasn't your first time, and he knew you were okay with it he would've been face fucking you at this point. Bill gripped the sheets as hard as he could to keep himself from grabbing your hair. You could see the veins in his hands popping out, so you sped up your pace and pumped him harder.
"Oh~ fuck..oh mein Gott- Meine liebling..augh.." he was shaking at this point until he finally came. He came in your mouth which you were totally not expecting and ended up choking. Cum dripped from out of your mouth onto the ground as you coughed. Bill took notice and grabbed tissues. "Shit! I'm so sorry..I didn't even realize." You licked your lips and smiled up at him.
"It's okay bill..I'm okay. Was it good?" You asked, standing up and wiping your chin. He nodded fast and kisses your lips. Bill then laid you down on the hotel bed and grabbed the condom.
"You ready?" He muttered to you while putting on the condom. You took a deep breath in and held his hands.
"Yeah I'm ready, go ahead." He kissed your forehead and aligned his dick up with your pussy. Then slowly pushed himself in. You squealed at the feeling and gasped. Bill noticed almost immediately and looked up at you. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Should I pull out?!" You shook your head and pulled him closer. Keep going. You whispered to him and kisses him on his lips. He kept pushing himself into you until he was finally balls deep. He gave you a minute to get used to the feeling and waited for the okay to move. Once you nodded to him, he began to thrust into you. His cock was throbbing and twitching inside of you. I mean what do you expect he's a teenage boy. But God, you felt so amazing. So wet and the way your pussy wrapped around his dick. It's like you were made for him.
So pretty. So gorgeous. All mine. Mine. My pretty. He whispered to you, thrusting deep and hard. You two were holding hands and everything was so messy. Saliva and spit were all over both of your faces as you two kisses. It was perfect and everything you ever dreamed of. He made this so special and perfect for you. You always wanted to wait for the right guy even while tons of girls had been losing their virginity at your age already. Any of the guys you dated before were nothing compared to bill. Bill was your everything. Crazy. That was crazy considered you two are only been together for a few months but that didn't matter. You two hadn't said I love you yet but you knew you did. There was no possible way you couldn't love him. He was your soul mate..and you were his.
A/N: I hope you liked this!!! Ty so much for all the support you guys have given me so far, this has been so amazing. IM SO BAD AT ENDINGS IM SORRY LMFAO
#tokio hotel#bill kaulitz#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel smut#bill kaulitz x reader#bill kaulitz smut#smut#fluff#bill kaulitz being sexy as hell#2007 bill kaulitz#2006 bill kaulitz#yall i guess this was before he got his star tattoo#damn#thats crazy#tokio hotel fanfics#tokio hotel edits#bill kaulitz edits
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Adopting a kitten/puppy with them and how'd they react pt. 2‼️
Last time was with Soap, Ghost and Gaz so in this will be Alejandro, Rudy, Captain Price and Konig (all fluff obvi, just a cute lil time)
1. Captain John Price
*he is so 🤤*
You and John adopt a beagle puppy and you guys name him copper(generic but I just couldn't get the thought put of my head). You and John had been married for about 3 years now and you both had your own little schedule and one night on the movie night you guys had set up, you and him decided to watch The Fox and The Hound. John loved the movie and it gave him the bright idea to get a beagle puppy and name him copper! John had surprised you one day by bringing him home and also bringing you a bouquet of roses, John loved spoiling you any chance he got. As the days went on, Copper quickly became the leader of the house, he trotted around happily and just did his own thing. He would also go with John and you anywhere, he liked standing in the bed of John's truck and feeling the wind flap his ears around being a happy lil dog.
2. Alejandro Vargas
You and Ale adopt a Rottweiler puppy and you guys name her Lola. You and Alejandro were venturing around Las Almas and you guys came upon a vendor who was selling some type of food but also had Lola outside on a leash wrapped around a post and you started to play with her and bond with her while Alejandro was talking with the vendor. You and lola were just the best of friends and you dreaded leaving her behind, lucky for you though Alejandro and the vendor noticed how much fun you and lola were having and the vendor told Alejandro he can have the puppy for free, he smiled and thanked the vendor and still gave him 20 dollars just cause. "Let's go Mi Amor" he called, waiting for you with his hands in his pockets, you said bye to lola and started to leave her but then Alejandro questioned "Aren't you gonna bring your little Amiga?" You looked confused at first but then he nodded and gave you a smile that let you know lola was yours, you were overjoyed to bring her home and Alejandro loved seeing you so happy, he also grew quite fond of lola.
3. Roldolfo Parra
*love him sm*
You and Rudy Adopt 2 kittens and name them Max and Flower. Max is a little orange kitten and Flower is a black and white kitten. Both of the kittens showed up outside yours and Rudy's door and at first you were just feeding them little pieces of meat until they both came inside and you and Rudy just went with it. You guys and the kittens lay around a lot and kinda just chill with each other,they like to hang around with you guys in the kitchen while you either cook and clean and they also you came up with the name Flower because on Flowers side she had a slight flower shaped mark and it just fit. Rudy had to take a couple days to come up with Max, he just couldn't think of any like, "perfect" names and one day he just started calling him Max. The kittens made you and Rudy their people, they were always around you guys no matter what and they completed your little family.
4.
*AUGH😩😩 he is so cutie patootie*
You and Konig adopt a Newfoundland puppy and name him Capone. Konig brought him after seeing one of those sad commercials about the puppies and kittens, it almost made him cry so he needed to get at least one to make him feel better he said. You were laying on the couch about to fall asleep and all of a sudden your bombarded with an excited puppy and Konig laughing at the puppy's actions, at first you were a little iffy about the whole thing but you quickly grew very fond of Capone. He was a quirky little puppy but he suited you and Konig, Konig often brought Capone with him wherever he went if you were busy cause it made him less anxious to be out alone and you and Capone would cuddle on the couch and take naps a lot which Konig adored to see after coming home, it made him feel like he did the right choice in bringing Capone home.
A/N: Sorry this took forever, I've been traveling a lot but, I do plan to do 2 more things, one with Rudy cause I'm in a Rudy phase😩 and the other just stating what Im comfy with writing and fandoms I'm gonna write for ect... But thank you for reading!!
#cod mw2#mw2 x reader#cod fluff#cute#fluff#captian price#alejandro vargas#alejandro vargas x reader#Roldolfo parra#rudy cod#Roldolfo cod#why is there no rudy tags???#fun
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Doug Remer and Joe Cooper Headcannons
Gender Neutral :)
MDNI NSFW/SUGGESTIVE THEMES
Doug Remer
- Definitely would pick you up when he hugs you, especially if you’re way shorter than him
-He probably makes fun of you in a loving way, calling you nicknames to “mock” your height difference, that type of guy to use your shoulder as an armrest to annoy you.
-“I’m like a tree compared to you, it’s adorable how short you are” with a sly smile (mf you wanna be a tree i’m gonna climb you like one)
-Going with the hug thing, he would so sling you over his shoulder and carry you away. You’re having a conversation with Coop? Too bad, you’re getting swept up and carried away.
-This man would be down bad, like yeah he seems all smooth and shit but deep down he prob twitches when he gets nervous.
-Playing with his hands and twiddling his thumbs, blushing if you literally just acknowledge his presence. If he flirts and you reciprocate that?? Boy he’s a mf goner, consider him folded.
-Definitely the type of guy to be having his arm draped around ur waist and then manhandle your ass, playfully yes but you’d give him the stink eye and he’d act like he didn’t do anything.
-Would get high with you and then beg for you to do his makeup, straddling his waist as you sit there putting eyeliner and lashes on him. (maybe you can convince him to put on a dress to flatter his slutty waist, oop who said that).
-Loves the feeling of your hands in his hair. Sometimes will just lay down with his head in your lap in the hopes that you’ll get the message. Looking up through his eyelashes with puppy dog eyes.
-Wants to always be in physical contact with you, a hand on your thigh, arm around your waist, your head on his shoulder. You name it he will yearn for it, even if it’s just interlocking pinkies under the kitchen table.
Joe Cooper
-Personally, Coop to me feels like a gentle lover, afraid to break you just by holding your hand as if you’re a fragile artifact.
-Maybe it’s my personal view, but just like trey i feel as if coop would also be an avid enjoyer of The Cure.
-If you’re goth you definitely told him he looks like blonde Robert Smith once and that almost brought a tear to his eye (this is just fact trey looks like young robert in my eyes).
-Yearning love, would have a crush on you in highschool but would never tell you out of fear of rejection or you pushing him away.
-He is the type of guy to sneak looks and then get flustered and look away if you catch him, maybe even grabbing a book or some shit and acting like he’s doing something completely different.
-Along with this he is so oblivious to your affections, remer and squeak would be screaming at him that you reciprocate feelings and he’d pull some “idk man” bullshit.
-Would drunk dial you, i will take no critcism. Coop would call you after a few drinks and tell you he pissed his pants at school in sophmore year or some shit. (You’d never bring it up though to not embarrass him).
-Literally generates heat, bro is a mf fireplace. You’re cold? Go sit next to Coop, it’s not like he’s gonna let you leave his side anyways. You’re babysitting him 24/7 (not that you mind).
#baseketball#doug remer x reader#doug remer#joe cooper#joe cooper x reader#matt stone#trey parker#south park#gender neutral reader
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How about a rainy soft day in bed with modern!aemond?
Rainy Day • Modern!Aemond Targaryen headcanons
I'm swooning with all the fluff that this prompt is giving me, friend! thank you for dropping this thought!! And obviously the dogs make an appearance here!
Aemond is definitely the type of guy that has a set morning routine and will not budge, despite the weather conditions. He always wakes up early in the morning to go out for a run – either alone or with his dogs.
On this day, you wake up to the sound of rain and thunder and nuzzle closer to Aemond in your drowsy state, hoping and praying that he’ll stay cozied up with you. Especially because it’s a weekend, and you don’t have to be anywhere at all.
When Aemond wakes and listens to the downpour outside, he has a lapsus, where he cuddles up closer to your warmth, burying himself underneath the sheets. Before he groans, and sits up in bed to get ready for his run.
This scenario could go in two directions:
A) Despite your whining and gluing yourself to his back to try to lure him back to bed, he just lovingly shakes his head and promptly dresses himself in his sweatpants and a windbreaker and goes out for a run like a crazy person, despite the rain. If he DOES go out for a run, he comes back with a big grin on his face because he’d stopped by a bakery on his way back, and brought freshly baked bread and coffee for breakfast. When he’s all showered and cozy again, you two spend the rest of the day in bed watching movies and napping with the dogs.
Or B) When he feels your warm breath on his neck, and your light, teasing pecks all along his back, he gives in to indulgence and immediately scoops you in his arms and goes back to bed.
Instantly pleased, you lay on top of his body – his arms snaking around your waist to pull you closer to him, and you kiss and kiss and kiss all over.
Sleepy kisses, lazily scattered all over your necks, the corners of your lips and cheeks; when they land on each other’s lips, they’re so soft – you merely pillow your lips on his, rather than anything more passionate. You’re just content to be able to have this moment of leisure with him.
It doesn’t escalate further than kissing because you’re both too sleepy, but also, since Aemond is a man of routine, he needs to tend to the dogs at a specific time. His fur babies are just like him, and if they don’t have food in them at the usual hour they’ll start wreaking havoc downstairs.
You make your way to find the dogs already itching for their dad to take care of them, standing on their hind legs to paw at Aemond’s lap so he can reach down and have his face lavished with kisses.
While Aemond takes care of them, you prepare your own breakfast. And because you’re both staying in and have all the time in the world, maybe you prepare something extra indulgent like waffles or pancakes, or a very nice omelet with veggies and potatoes on the side, while your preferred hot drink brews.
Like I said, Aemond is a man of order and a neat freak, but something overtook him today, and he suggests that you have breakfast in the living room while watching TV. (Obviously he has coasters in the living room table, with cotton napkins underneath your plates, because he’s feeling wild but not that wild lmao)
I don’t know why my mind suddenly glitched and we’re in the 90’s and he suggests that despite the rain, you go over to blockbuster to stock up on movies to watch, and snacks lol.
BUT I feel like in modern times, there WOULD be (1) surviving rental video store that he likes because they have all these indie/artsy/cult movies he’s into and he can't never find on streaming, but also he just loves analog media, still. He’d probably have a VHS player in his apartment and has his membership card to that store and everyone in there knows him.
So you’d put on your puffy coats and venture out in the wild in his car for some movies, and maybe get some drive-through coffee before heading back home, where you slip inside your pajamas, and move the TV and VHS player back to the bedroom to just stay there all day. Watching movies, napping, making out and having sex in between.
You actually don't really pay attention to the movies and they end up as background noise.
Some time throughout the he gets up to make popcorn and brings in the dogs to actually watch something.
He’s normally not one to take lazy days and let loose, but he’d be overjoyed and in the clouds – immensely glad that he gave himself the chance to just relax and be with you, without any rush or expectations or a set schedule.
Just you and the dogs, letting the day pass by as you watch movies, and order takeout for dinner.
#aemond targaryen#modern!Aemond#aemond targaryen fanfiction#aemond targaryen headcanons#my writing#hotd#house of the dragon#modern au#ewan mitchell
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Animals Without Direction
Chapter Nine - Clear Your Plate
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The rest of the day went by rather quickly. Once you returned to your room from the healing ward, you washed up and laid down on your bed.
Laying down on your pillow with wet hair was something that most people hated, but you always loved it. It brought you right back to nights as a child after your mother would help you bathe. Or in the warm summers where you would jump in the nearby lake to cool off right before bed.
Having wet hair as you slept kept you cool from the blistering, humid heat.
Maybe if you laid in bed long enough, sleep would finally take you. Fat chance of that happening, though. You’ve tried every night to no avail. Perhaps you should’ve asked Felix for a sleeping tonic while you were in the healing ward.
Time went on, your mind was stuck in that nebulous place of not quite sleeping, but not quite awake.
Even with your eyes closed, sleep still never came. And before you knew it, it was time for dinner.
You took your usual seat at the grand dining table in the throne room towards the end of the table, away from everybody else. Time and time again you’re assured that you matter, that you’re just as important to the kingdom as someone like Jisung. But you’ve only been here a little over a month, that cannot be possible.
Chan, Minho, Jisung, Felix, Changbin, and Hyunjin all sat at seats closest to the throne. In all the meals you’ve eaten here, Chan has never sat on his throne for them. He always made a point of coming down and sitting with everyone else.
Chan’s laughter fills your ears, it sounds genuine. How he is able to laugh at a time like this, you’ll never know.
The bags under your eyes felt so heavy. With one elbow on the table, you rested your chin in your palm, pushing around the small serving of vegetables that you served yourself.
Everything you’ve eaten in Miroh has been delicious, but lately you’ve lost your appetite.
Great, now you can’t sleep and you can’t eat. Tomorrow, you give yourself five laps around the keep before you black out– or hurl into the nearest bush, whichever comes first.
The wooden seat next to you creaked as someone sat in it. You paid no mind to them. It would take too much energy to glance their way. Plus the green beans on your plate sort of shaped a dog.
A large slice of beautifully cooked meat was suddenly placed on the plate in front of you. Your eyebrows furrowed and you stared at it.
“You need to eat,” Seungmin tells you simply. There’s a healthy helping of everything on his plate. “You look like you’re about to wither away.”
Your head moves from your palm and you adjust your weight on your seat. Pulling each finger, you crack the knuckles individually.
“I have no appetite.” You whisper, still staring down at your plate. “I cannot sleep, Seungmin. My mind is my worst enemy at the moment.”
Seungmin sighs a little, you can feel his eyes on you. His shoulder nudges against yours a bit.
“If you clear your plate I will tell you about my latest assignment.”
It’s silly, really, how much your face lights up. He bribed you to eat your food like he would with a child. But you’ll be damned, because it worked.
Slowly, as if you don’t want to show him how excited you were about this deal, you grab your fork and knife.
“There we go,” Seungmin said under his breath. You could practically hear the smirk on his face. You’d be lying if you said his tone didn’t send a small shiver down your spine.
The meat was absolutely delicious. Melt-in-your-mouth type of delicious.
Three bites in, you turned to look up at Seungmin for the first time since he sat down next to you. He’s still in his black leather armor.
His arms are crossed over his chest and he’s looking down at you while chewing a mouthful of food.
“Did you just return?” You ask him. He nods, not wanting to speak with a mouthful of food. “You come and go more than I do.” You tease, even your voice sounds exhausted. It’s hollow.
Seungmin swallows his food and chuckles. “That is because I am excellent at what I do. Chan trusts me to get the job done quickly and efficiently. I do hate wasting time. Take another bite.”
Following his orders, you cut off a piece of meat and put it in your mouth. Seungmin takes another bite of his food as well.
Your ears tune into the various conversations around you, not a single person in the room was talking about the war. All of the conversations were about their days, who they saw, what they did.
Swallowing the piece of meat, you look at Seungmin again.
“Where did—“ you try to speak but he cuts you off by pointing down at your plate with his fork.
You scoff and cut off another piece of meat and plop it in your mouth.
Much to your chagrin, the food was doing nothing to ease the weariness from your bones. But you can slowly feel your energy levels rising.
The two of you sat in silence with one another. He was most likely listening to every conversation at once, but you let your mind wander.
Felix and Hyunjin were both Elves. Letting your eye wander to the mage, you spot him sitting next to Minho, both of them listening to what Jisung was saying.
This was the first time you’ve seen him since that day. What a coincidence that it’s only days that you talk about your heritage that you see him.
His hair is tied up again, his ears on full display. He’s not ashamed of who he is, he makes no attempt to hide it.
Another detail you couldn’t help but notice is that no one made a point to tell you that there were Elves here. When you first met Hyunjin, Minho didn’t pull you aside on the way down to the lower level and debrief you on his blood.
No, it was just… a simple thing. It was just who he was.
The same way no one told you that Felix was an Elf.
Putting the last mouthful of meat in your mouth, you look around at the other faces in the room. Who else was an Elf and you had no idea?
It’s not always obvious. In your case, since you’re only a half Elf, it’s much harder to tell unless you’re looking closely.
But in Hyunjin’s case, you were able to see it immediately.
Were other members of the court also Elven? Jisung? Seungmin?
Looking up at the rogue, your eye drifts to his ear. It’s rounded, no point. At least, none that you could see. Most of his ear was concealed by his chocolate brown hair.
“Can I ask why you are staring a hole into the side of my head?” He says without turning his head.
“Just looking.” You lie, looking down at your plate. It’s empty. “I’m done, how was your day?”
Seungmin looks over at your plate, then up at your face. “You are not hiding it in your cheeks, are you?”
A smile cracks over your face. “Nay, I am not a child.”
Seungmin rolled his eyes, “Could have had me fooled. The promise of information had you picking up your fork as quickly as you could.”
“That is simply due to morbid curiosity and you know it. I cannot help it.”
“Curiosity killed the cat.”
“But satisfaction brought him back. Now tell me about your newest covert mission.” You nudge his shoulder the same way he had done to yours.
Seungmin tongued his cheek and his eyes carefully scanned around the entire room. The chairs on either side of the two of you were empty. The closest person was about three seats to his left.
But he still seemed uneasy. You couldn’t blame him.
The rogue leaned down close to your ear, his arms staying crossed and his eyes forward. “I do not trust speaking in this room. Could I convince you to accompany me to the library?”
“You may.” You answer.
The two of you slide your chairs back after stacking your plates. Wait staff of the keep come around to take empty plates once the meal finishes.
It still feels rude to you to leave them on the table like this, but you’ve been reassured time and time again not to worry about it.
Seungmin leads the way in front of you towards one of the hallways off the throne room. As you’re walking away, you feel a set of eyes staring at the side of your head.
Looking over, you’re met with Minho’s sharp gaze. His eyes flicker from yours, to Seungmin, then back to you before he looks back down at his plate.
The grip on his tankard seems to tighten and his eyebrows twitch. The slight smile you saw on his face dropped almost immediately, replaced with a slight grimace.
You paid no mind, you simply followed Seungmin out of the throne room and towards the library.
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The two of you found a secluded corner of the vast library. In your time here, you’d spend a large chunk of time among these shelves and dusty old books. There were so many hidden reading nooks that you’ve taken advantage of.
You’d seen a few other people, but it was usually desolate. Especially in a hidden corner like this.
There were two plush looking chairs turned towards each other in the corner in front of a shelf. Seungmin walked over and plopped into one. A cloud of dust puffed out on impact.
He coughed a few times and waved his hand in front of his face.
“I should have expected that.” He says through coughs.
You laugh and walk over to the other chair, sitting down a lot gentler than he did.
“So,” you start, “Tell me everything.”
“I cannot tell you everything .” He teases. There’s a playful glint in his eye.
“You said you would tell me about it if I finished my plate. Here we are. I have been waiting for so long to hear just a small tidbit about your missions.” You smile back at him, “I am assuming that your jobs are more exciting than mine.”
Seungmin chuckles and crosses his arms. “I know for a fact that they are more exciting.”
“So then, tell me.”
He rolls his eyes at your impatience. “I got back from Inuin today.”
Your eyebrows go up a bit. “What were you doing there?”
Seungmin looks around a bit nervously. You don’t blame him. Various other holds have eyes and ears everywhere.
He waves you closer, both of you lean in, knee to knee on your respective chairs.
“Chan believes that we will not gain Inuin’s support in the war. He wanted me to find out what I could around their capital city.”
“And did you learn anything interesting?”
“I learned that there’s going to be a masquerade ball hosted by Inuin’s ambassador.”
You raise an eyebrow, “A masquerade ball? How does that help?”
You were expecting to hear about some truly juicy details. A planned assassination. Maybe an uprising in a village. Not a ball of all things.
“A distraction, my dear. I cannot think of a better time to sneak into his office and see what correspondence I can find.”
His face is so close, his breath smells like the sweet berry mead he was drinking with dinner.
“Erbus has not sent back their denial of Chan’s terms.” you say to him.
“Do not be daft, Y/N.” Seungmin chides and leans forward a little more. “You know better than most how this is going to play out.”
You do. You really do.
Any moment now, a messenger is going to throw open the doors to the keep with a signed letter in his hand from Sisk Killoran, Jarl of Erbus, with a true declaration of war.
After that, you’re not sure of where you’ll be sent or who your blade will meet.
You swallow, nodding at the floor for a moment. “How did you find out about this?”
“It’s amazing what you can learn by sitting at a tavern for a few hours.”
You smile and look at him. “I wonder if you ever sat in the same tavern as I back in Erbus.”
Seungmin’s eyes narrow for a moment and he smiles at you, “Back left table of the White Bell tavern.”
That was your usual table.
Your jaw dropped and you stared into his eyes. His roguish, mischievous smile grows even wider.
Seungmin reaches forward and holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, keeping your gaze on him.
“I never forget a face.” He whispers, you could practically taste the mead on his lips. “Especially not one like yours.” A red hot blush creeps up your cheeks and you can feel your ears getting hotter.
Just as fast as he grabbed you, he let go, standing from his chair. “I will see you around, Y/N. Please do attempt to get some rest. I need my other half up and running.”
Seungmin pats your cheek once before walking away, leaving you a bit flustered and hot under the collar.
His other half. In a sense, you really were. Yin and yang, the two of you were. Light and dark. The sun and the moon. He snuck around the shadows where you kicked in doors and charged in head first.
But more than anything at the moment, you were mad that all you learned about was a ball. You knew for a fact that he’s been sent to kill people in their sleep, but he chooses to tell you about a masquerade instead.
Bastard.
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The moon is high in the sky when there’s a soft knock at your bedroom door. You’ve never even heard the smallest bit of activity outside your door at this hour, who could it possibly be?
Right now, you’re in the middle of a very old, very boring book. This was your tactic to try and rest tonight: bore yourself to sleep. It wasn’t working in the slightest, and you were learning entirely too much about The Six Deities.
When you open the door, Changbin looks down at you with a shy look on his face. He seems incredibly nervous, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Part of his body was facing away from the door as well. If you had taken a few moments longer to open the door, it looks like he may have fled.
You had never seen him look so small. Even with him taking up your entire doorway, he seems to sink in on himself.
“Changbin,” you say in surprise, “Is everything alright?”
His jaw clenches for a moment and he looks to the side. “May I come in?”
Taken aback for a moment, you raise your eyebrows in surprise. Nonetheless, you step aside and motion for him to enter your room.
His boots thud against the stone with every step. You close the door after him.
“I see you are settling into your living space.” He comments.
You shrug, not that he sees it. “I believe I am simply creating a second library in here.” You chuckle softly at your own joke.
There’s a beat.
Changbin takes a large breath before turning to look at you, “I believe I owe you an apology.”
Now you’re even more surprised. You stare at him in confusion, head tilted to the side.
“This morning,” he continued, there’s a soft pink blush growing on his cheeks. “I pushed all of you too hard. It was not just you who suffered.” He reaches one hand up and rubs the back of his neck nervously.
“Oh,” you say, your lips staying in the shape of the word. You take a step closer to him. “Do not worry too much about it. I am alright now.”
“Aye,” he nods again, clearly still nervous.
“I do appreciate the apology, but it is not needed. You are only doing what you believe is best for us.” You try so hard to soothe his mind.
Changbin finally meets your eyes, the two of you are standing about five feet away from one another. This was the first time you’ve seen him without his armor on.
He looks different– softer. Not that he doesn’t still appear to be as built as a brick wall, but without all the harsh lines of his heavy armor, he appears sweeter and gentler. The sleeves of his tunic were rolled up his forearms. Light brown trousers tucked into black boots.
The deep collar of the tunic showing off his chest. It’s taking more effort than it should to not stare. His hair appeared to still be damp, he must have just washed up.
“I am trying,” he admits quietly, it sounds like his throat is tightening a bit. “I am not certain that I do know best.”
You nod at his words and then move to sit on the edge of your bed, patting the space next to you. Changbin hesitates for a split second, but sits next to you anyway. His arm brushes against yours.
The bed sinks under his weight. It’s now that you can smell the soap he used, it's fresh and reminds you of rainwater. He smells like a rainy day in the Spring.
“I have never seen war,” he admits, he keeps his eye fixed on the wall in front of him. “How am I supposed to help lead our armies when I have no experience in doing so?” His hands rest on top of his thighs, gripping the fabric between his strong fingers.
You reach over and place one hand on top of his. You’ve always been a compassionate soul; like Felix, you tend to feel others’ emotions as if they were your own. Deep in your heart, you can feel Changbin’s nervousness, his anxiety.
“I do not believe any one among us has seen a war. Olera has not seen a war for many years.” You look at the side of his face while you speak.
“These soldiers need me to know what to do. They will be looking for military strategies and battle plans.” his fist clenches even harder, his knuckles growing white. You tighten your grip on his hand.
“No one expects you to know everything, Changbin.”
“I am the one that everyone will turn to on the front lines to make the tough decisions. I have heard stories of generals making the choice to leave soldiers behind, how am I ever going to make that call?”
He looks down at you suddenly, his eyes full of sorrow. At this moment, he’s wearing his heart on his sleeve.
“When the time comes, I am confident that you will know what to do.” You nod at him, unknowingly, he mirrors the movement. “But as of right now, no one knows what they are doing. We will have to take each day as they come.”
He nods again and looks back at the wall. His clenched fist slowly loosening.
“And if the time ever comes that you need to make that choice, your soldiers would know it was not an easy one. They trust you with their lives. I have seen it on the training grounds, and I suspect that is only a taste.”
Changbin sighs, “I show up to training at sunrise not knowing what the day will bring or what I am to have them do. Some days I wonder why Chan trusts me with this position.”
You consider his words for a long moment, “Sometimes the only reason I know what to do as a mercenary is because of things I have read in books.”
Just as he was relaxing, Changbin tenses up again.
You continue, slightly oblivious to his change in body language. “There was a book series I favored as a child, it told tales about a fearless warrior who traveled the world, slaying dragons and discovering ancient magical items. Sometimes when I am truly lost, I think to myself ‘What would she do?’ and it always helps.”
Changbin swallows and looks down at his lap, a nervous laugh comes from his chest. “I ah–” he hesitates, his ears turning red beneath his shaggy black hair. “I was never taught to read.”
His embarrassment comes off him in large waves.
You simply hold his hand a little tighter, trying to grab his attention.
It was in a matter of a moment that you made up your mind. “Changbin,” you say gently. He hesitates for a moment and then looks down at you. “Would you like me to teach you?” a warm smile crosses your face.
Your eyes glint with caring and compassion. Was he expecting you to belittle him for this? Most people go their entire lives without learning to read, it wasn’t something to be embarrassed about. Truly, a larger portion of Olera’s population is illiterate than literate.
His eyes widen and his mouth forms a small ‘oh’. He looks truly taken aback by your offer.
Changbin hesitates, his pride wants him to say no so badly. His eyes flicker between yours for a few heartbeats, as if he’s waiting for you to take it back before he eventually nods.
“Aye,” he whispers, “I would very much like that.”
You smile up at him even brighter, placing your other hand on top of his as well.
“Then it is settled, whenever the two of us have any spare moments that line up, we will begin your lessons. You are a smart man, Changbin, it will not take you long at all.”
His cheeks turn even redder and he looks away from you quickly.
“We could even start now if you like.” you offer. It wasn’t much of an offer, as you had already decided for him.
He stutters for a moment and looks around the room, possibly searching for an excuse. “Come on, we will make it a short lesson. Just a taste.” you beseech.
“Fine,” he grumbles.
You chuckle and stand up from the bed, on your vanity there’s a stack of papers and books at the ready. You grab them all and head back to the bed.
“Now then, let’s start with the alphabet.”
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I'll Wait For The Picket White Fence
A/N: Tiktok might be done with Ghost and Soap but I’m not. Not yet.
Pairings: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Johnny "Soap" MacTavish
Summary: Johnny has a habit of asking the strangest questions before bed. They range anywhere from “What do you think birds think about when they fly over a zoo?” to “Have you ever thought about having kids?” One of those two questions makes Ghost lay awake at night.
Word count: 527
Warnings: past trauma, pass abuse, past child abuse, angst,
“Simon? Are you still awake?” Soap turned to his side to face the dark shape that made out his boyfriend. It was always hard to tell whether or not Ghost was asleep with the mask over his head. The older man could be so still at times that Soap was afraid he died in his sleep without him knowing.
“Hmm,” Ghost grunted in confirmation, turning to face Soap and pulling him closer. “What do you want?”
“Have you ever thought about having kids?”
“Well there’s a loaded question.” Ghost had slowly awoken but that inquiry had completely cleared his head of what little sleep he got. “What brought this up?”
“I just wondered,” Soap said with the barest hint of insecurity in his tone. “We’ve been together for a while and I never asked before.”
Ghost sighed, taking a pause to consider Soap’s question. Soap was used to these sorts of silences. He merely laid his head on Ghost’s chest and waited for an answer. Ghost’s breaths came evenly, a gentle rise and fall under Soap’s head. After a while, the younger man was lulled into a daze.
“Our jobs aside, I don’t think I’d want to bring up a kid with my kind of past,” Ghost replied honestly, arm coming up to wrap around Soap. “I didn’t exactly have a good time growing up. My father was a shit one and my brother wasn’t all that much better. I don't want to do that to a son or daughter. Having me as a father won’t do them any good.”
Soap hugged Ghost so tight his next breath came in short. “I think you’d make a wonderful father. You already have the humor of one.”
Ghost laughed, returning the hold that Soap had on him. “You? Ever thought about having a little Johnny running around?”
“Mhm,” Soap hummed sincerely. “I didn’t have any siblings growing up. I think I’d want two kids, twins maybe. A boy and a girl who can grow up together.”
“Take care of each other.”
“Yeah. They’ll look out for each other. Know that neither will ever be alone.”
“Do you want a white picket fence and football games in the yard?”
“I would want a garden for the spring and room in the house for a dog or two.”
“One of those old little terriers or something big and mean?”
“Both,” Soap’s grin formed before he even realized, a chuckle falling off his lips. “The kids will call them Ghosty and Soapy.”
“Ghosty better be the big, mean one.”
“Nah, he’ll be the type of terrier that goes for the ankles.”
“Atta boy.” Ghost smiled behind his mask. He moved Soap so he was impossibly closer. In the dark, they were one shapeless mass. There was no start to one person, no end to the other. They were simply a lump of blankets and sheets. “Maybe in the future, we’ll have all of those things. I’m sorry it can’t be now.”
Soap reached for Ghost in the dark and brought his head to him. He kissed the other man through his mask. “I’ll wait for as long as you need me to.”
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Morning | WooSanYeoHwa
「Synopsis」 : A typical morning in your house hold. Snuggles, breakfast and teasing all round.
「Word count」 : 695
-> Genre: Slice of Life, Suggestive Fluff.
Paring: Reader x Wooyoung x San x Yeosang x Seonghwa
[Warnings] : Mention of food, Kissing, Teasing. Smoking, Tobacco, brief mention of other types of drug. If I missed anything let me know.
Note: Thank to my anon for this request. I hope you enjoy it well ♡♡ p.s I know it's a short fic. I'm trying to get all my older requests done but I'll keep trying to make sure they are over 1k but some just won't get there. Sorry for the inconvenience... ♡♡
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The smell of vanilla and pine surge through your nose as you can softly hear faint voices and shuffles in your room. You mentally groan, knowing it must be around four or five in the morning and that means all of your boys would be up and out of bed by now. Well everyone but you and San. Trying to get either of you out of bed was always a mission. So when you turn over to nuzzle in the human cuddle toy you let out a sigh of contentment at the sound of his calm heartbeat slowly putting you back to a slumbering state.
Peace doesn't last long however when Wooyoung comes rushing into the silent room, jumping head first onto the comforter making You and San groan. "Really Woo?" San pulled the redhead up but the arm, tugging into to lay in between you and Him. You both hold the noise box tight, trying your best to calm him down in hopes he will just lay with you for a little longer for some extra moments of slumber. But alas Seonghwa comes into the room to see the three of you dog pilled. He knew he shouldn't have gotten Wooyoung to be the one to wake you up.
"Come on babies. Time to wake." Seong walked over to your side of the bed, snaking his arms under your body, before pulling you off the bed into his arms. You didn't fight it, knowing it would just cause unnecessary arguments. You let Hwa take you to the bathroom, sitting you down on the counter. The cold marble made you shiver, making Seonghwa chuckle at your reaction. You both brushed your teeth. He stood in between your legs, rubbing your thigh lovingly with his free hand. Yeosang joined soon, retching for his own toothbrush while rubbing his eyes from sleep.
"Morning Sangie." You and Seong both sad through the sounds of toothpaste swishing in your mouths. Yeosang couldn't help but smile weakly at how similar you and Seonghwa were. You hopped off the counter, finishing up before kissing both of them on the cheeks. You noted your attire was still a large shirt and panties. You contemplated changing but you couldn't care at the moment, once you smelt the sweet scent of Wooyoung's cooking. You entered the kitchen to see San and Wooyoung. San was sitting at the bar table, speaking to Woo quietly while he rolled his morning cigarette. You leaned against the door frame, watching them do their own thing, oblivious to your presence.
"Something smells good." Yeosang broke the scene, walking past you softly into the kitchen to place himself right behind Wooyoung to give him a back hug while he cooked. Yeosang wasn't one for physical affection but he was more than willing to do anything if food was involved. The sound of San's lighter caught your attention along with the other two making Wooyoung groan in annoyance.
"Hey, Go outside of open a window if you're gonna do that." Wooyoung never liked the smell of tobacco and neither did Yeosang but You couldn't care less if you could smell it. Something about it gave you a weird type of nostalgia, like the smell, brought you memories of him. San lit the stick anyways without care for Woo's empty threat. You watching him take a big inhale, suddenly noted Seonghwa walking up to the dark-haired. He took him by the chin, giving San a long kiss while the smoke still sat in his lungs, pouring into Seonghwa's. The action made you tingle. Don't get yourself wrong, you would never smoke tobacco as you are afraid you will become addicted, but maybe wouldn't mind joining in on the fun with other smokables.
"Honey, Can you help me here." Yeosang's voice caught you out of the fantasy you were in the middle of having, suddenly seeing Seonghwa smirking in your direction while smoke left through his nose.
'Jesus is he trying to kill me?' You thought before making your way towards Yeosang to help set the dining table up so you can eat the delicious meal Wooyoung has so lovingly prepared.
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So my idea if you accept it for a request is klaus x demigod daughter of Hecate reader and how it would be? Ps like the maybe the ready hate Elena and her friends and when they tried to kill klaus she beat them up and he’s totally taken by her?
I love everything about you.
Being the daughter of Hecate i was deeply respected by the supernatural community. I could pretty much take everyone out with the flick of my wrist so they liked to tread carefully.
These fucking mystic falls cockroaches however seemed to think they could do as they please when they please with no consequences. Elena the doppelgänger seemed to have some sort of invisible leash on everyone in that town, she had two vampire brothers tripping over each other for her, a blonde vampire who was at her beck and call and a Bennett witch who deemed herself ‘invincible’. Honestly, what in the underworld is going on here.
Let’s just say it was a breath of fresh air when the Mikaelsons came up, finally some people who weren’t ogling Elena. I knew who they were already of course, besides my mother was the one to grant Esther the power to create them. My mother’s most sacred animal is the dog, black dogs especially for some reason and so it only made me take a further interest when i witness Niklaus transform into a midnight black wolf. I followed him the whole two days he was a wolf, due to interest yes and also to make sure nothing happened to him, he could protect himself i know but still having a demigoddess watching over you is still an extra safety net.
He looked directly at me a few times but each attempt he made to near me was stopped when i would dissolve into a cloud of mist. His head would tilt and his ears would lay flaw against his head as he reluctantly walked away.
The next time i saw him was when he was in the smokey mountains, poor thing was trying to create more of himself, he just wasn’t seeing the correct picture to follow. I slowly approached him when he sat on a log, head in his hands and bodies piled around him as he waited for Stefan to arrive with a dead Ray. I sat next to him silently and gently rubbed his back, he tensed completely as her glanced up at me, confusion clear in his expression as he whispered a quiet “it’s you”
Not even a second later Stefan arrived and made myself vanish again. It was fun to watch how frustrated he became. I stuck around and went to Chicago but then i had to leave because Gloria started freaking out. She was all “you’ve brought a type of darkness with you” it was weird but like okay?
She couldn’t see me but she started chanting stuff and my mother told me to leave her be so i did.
Mystic falls was boring and Elena was a whiney about Stefan while also trying to fuck his brother, Caroline was always with Tyler and Bonnie was comforting Elena. Jeremy was alright, we spoke sometimes and he always served me at the grill, Matt does not like me one bit and i do not mind that at all.
Eventually Klaus came back and i wasn’t exactly expecting it. He had walked right into me or i walked into him but anyway i got mad cuz i spilt my drink on myself and thought it was gonna be like Damon or something so i started yelling
“can people in this town not look where they’re going for five fucking minutes!? honestly you would think a vampire would have a better sense of direction but noooo” i was wiping at my shirt aggressively until i realised the coffee wasn’t going to come out. I glared back up at the supernatural being to find those beautiful arctic blue eyes. His pretty pink lips were parted in an almost gaping way as he stared at me wide eyed. I felt my anger melt away as i studied the shock within his face.
“i’m… sorry…i wasn’t looking, i was upset about something… and was in a rush” he spoke slow and sounded uncertain
“oh, right well i shouldn’t have yelled. Come on, i need to put on a clean shirt and you can tell me about your problems” now yes i could have probably just made a new shirt appear on my but i didn’t fancy missing the opportunity to bring Niklaus along with me. He reluctantly began telling me that the little gang had brought Mikael to town, tried to kill him and then Stefan stole his family in coffins.
I invited him inside, much to his surprise, and started the kettle. I didn’t bother asking him to turn around when i changed my clothes and didn’t comment on his reddened cheeks as he swallowed thickly.
He stayed for dinner in the end and i managed to dodge any and all questions he tried to ask about who i was or how i knew who he was.
I drove him to the hotel he was staying at while his mansion was being built and even went as far to come inside and see how fancy it was. Let me just tell you it was nice. Real rich people shit.
I said goodnight but just as i was walking out the door his hand was around my wrist making me turn back to him
“yes?” i asked
“i don’t even know your name” he stated or asked?
“maybe next time Niklaus” i whispered before disappearing before him.
From that day i actually saw him quite a bit. Sometimes he even came round for food, he was at my door far more often than i had expected and never brought any threats with him, which was odd as in my experience when someone didn’t know what i was they were very demanding and liked to try and kill me.
I managed to help him get the majority of his family back, his brother Elijah was woken up and he then as a result woke the rest of his family. That night Niklaus stayed at my house…in my bed next to me. He had been sat on my doorstep when i got home with tear stains on his soft skin
“my siblings all hate me and my mother is alive” was all he whispered. I simply opened the door and lead him upstairs to my bed so he could lay down, I got ready for bed and got in with him, now i swear that we fell asleep on opposite sides but somehow we woke up with our legs tangled together, his forehead resting on my shoulder and my fingers in his hair.
He went home after breakfast however returning very soon after with a nervous smile and a box. He handed it to me quickly before vamp speeding away making me laugh at his actions.
The box held a gorgeous dress and an invitation to a ball… as his date.
I made sure to consult with my mother, she said that it was a great idea and he would be great for me, that was the last push i needed to know that i should be with him.
Once i arrived he was already in-front of me, pulling me through the crowd to introduce me to his brother Elijah and his sister Rebekah, he wasn’t sure where Kol and Finn were. They seemed thoroughly amused at his eagerness as they looked me over a few times
“you must be the girl he won’t stop blabbing about, at least he was telling the truth, you are remarkably beautiful, i think you’ll do just fine, come we can judge the other peoples outfits” Rebekah already tool my hand dragging me away from Nik and Elijah.
That night i was told many embarrassing stories of Niklaus, i was threatened by Rebekah not to harm him, Finn gave me some dodgey looked and Kol stared at me in utter astonishment. It was an interesting evening.
I got to dance with Niklaus though, he held me close and spoke quietly into my ear, the moment seemed so intimate. I felt safe and warm with him, his arms around my felt like they were protecting me despite my immortal status.
I ended up staying the night with him as well. There was moment where he seemed as though he was about to kiss me but he backed away and decided to show me art room instead. He was unbelievably talented and i made sure to express how impressed i was which he seemed to immensely appreciate and blushed ferociously at. I told him he was cute but apparently that offended him as he then chased me around the house until he tickled me near to death while i thrashed about on his bed. Eventually we fell asleep after many meaningless conversations that somehow brought us closer though i began to feel bad that i wasn’t sharing much about my past or what i was.
The next day i went home early as i needed to consult with my mother and the other gods/goddesses to see if they would allow me to tell him who i was. Once they agreed i went to the grill to find him. However before i could get to him i heard Damon, Stefan, Matt and Caroline all whispering in the alleyway outside
“Caroline you go in and try distract Klaus, he’s bound to go for you. Then Rick will dagger Klaus and we can grab Klaus”
i sat and waited for Niklaus to follow the blonde outside, i could sense his wariness as he suspiciously eyed the girl.
The second he brought his hand up to his chest as a sign of pain, Damon, Stefan and Caroline were all grabbing him trying to get him on the floor. I felt a rush of power as i flung them all in different directions, they sped back quickly trying to throw me at the alley wall. I got up unscratched and snapped Carolines neck with a snap of my fingers. Damon went straight to my neck and buried his teeth in, Klaus’s cry of agony had me ripping the vampire off me and creating a stake in my hand to impale him with before spinning round to find Stefan with a terrified look on his face and a semi conscious Klaus.
Suddenly Elijah was stood there with a grey looking Kol and was threatening them by sending Rebekah to murder Elena. I wasn’t paying much attention as i quickly checked for any damage to Niklaus. His eyes were wide and he seemed incredibly shocked but other than that he was fine. I pulled him up to stand on his feet before wrapping my arms around him and kissing his cheek
“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have left you this morning, i shouldn’t have let them touch you” i muttered to him and he didn’t hesitate in hugging me back. I slowly pulled away and turned to his brothers, Elijah was clearly surprised as he glanced at the temporarily dead vampires and then back at me. Kol was practically buzzing where he stood
“I can not believe you are real! oh god can i have a hug to!?” I raised both my eyebrows and he threw himself at me and engulfed me into a hug, much to Klaus’s dismay as he growled and shoved his brother off
“what the bloody hell do you think you’re doing!?” he yelled as he pulled me behind him
“you don’t know who she is?? I mean seriously??” he whispered loudly
“She’s like a goddess” he muttered
“Demi-goddess but whatever” i added
“what?” both Elijah and Klaus questioned
“Hecate, you know like the actual goddess of like magic, witchcraft, the night, light, ghosts, necromancy… and the moon! She’s like real powerful, anyways that’s her daughter” he pointed to me with a wide grin and i let out a laugh at the astonishment everyone was expressing
“you know this is fun but maybe we should focus on the psychopathic mother of yours?”
“right… we can return to this at a later date” Elijah mumbled with a scratch if his head before dragging an excited Kol along with him
I turned back to Nik with a guilty expression
“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you… there are certain rules about telling beings from other realms our secrets and i needed to ask for permission. That’s actually why i left this morning, i asked and i was allowed to tell you…i understand if it’s a lot though, of course-“ I was cut off by the feeling of soft lips on mine, effectively shutting me up as i melted against him. Our lips moved together perfectly and it was as though something had shifted in the world, this was the person for me.
“believe me my love, this is just one more thing that i love about you” he whispered while breathing heavily
“i love everything about you” i replied quietly and he blushed once more as he smiled bashfully
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RANDO, MAY I PLEASE REQUEST ANYTHING TO DO WITH ANGO, LEE, LER, X READER, UP TO YOU, GO CRAZY WITH MY BOO🛐🛐🛐
GETTING HIS ATTENTION
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Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs
Characters: Ler!Ango x Lee! Reader
⚠️THIS IS A TICKLE FIC SO IF YOU DON’T WANNA SEE THAT, YOU HAVE BEEN RANDO WARNED⚠️
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It was getting late and your boyfriend was currently still at his desk, typing away at documents on his computer. But you weren’t having any of it, you wanted him to put it away even for a moment and give you attention before you were too sleepy. And maybe you wanted the tickly kind of attention too…His fingers scribbling over your sides and maybe your back and-! You stopped yourself there, getting flustered even thinking about it. But you had to try! So you walked over to him, draping your arms around his shoulders.
“Angooo~ I’m so bored…!” You whined, leaning over his shoulder. “Why don’t you close that document and finish it later…?”
“Unfortunately I can’t, I need to do it now. Why, though? Do you need something?” He asked, but his eyes were still glued to the computer in front of him.
“Not anything specific…Just want you to pay attention to me!” You replied, giving him a small cheeky smile. He looked to you with a small apologetic smile of his own, bringing his hand to your cheek. Had he finally given in?
“I’m sorry love, but this is really important..Just give me a few more minutes, then I’ll be able to give you all the rest of my time!” Nope, he still wouldn’t budge. And you knew he meant more than a few minutes, the man was the biggest workaholic you knew! So you decided to pull out the big guns and gave him the iconic pleading puppy eyes.
“But Ango..! It’s getting late! By the time you finish, I’ll be fast asleep…!” He shook his head with a small snicker at your antics. He’d be lying if he said your charms weren’t almost working. Almost.
“Well then, I promise to be as quick as possible to avoid tha-Hey!” You had taken his laptop off the table, saving the work before closing it and holding it high above your head. “I need to finish tha-“
“I saved it for you! You can finish it later!” You gave him a sly smirk, thinking you had won.
“Why you-!” He was about to just take it out of your hands, after all, he was taller than you. But he didn’t. Because he could read you like a book, he knew what you wanted from him. Though he wasn’t about to let you get it so easy. “You know what fine-! Take it! I’ll just work on these papers!” He said, holding back his own smirk as he sat down again, grabbing a pen and the sheets of paperwork in front of him.
“…What?” You couldn’t believe it. Sure he was a typically serious man, but normally that would have brought out his playful side. Pouting, you put the computer down in front of him, before going to lay on the couch in the corner of the room. A dramatic groan of annoyance escaped your lips as you closed your eyes, bringing your arms up to shield them from the light, crossing them over your face. For a moment, you both sat in silence. Ango would have dragged it on a bit longer, maybe make you admit what you wanted. but he decided to be merciful. So he got up from his desk, making his way towards you. It wasn’t until he sat himself above you that you realized he was there.
“So, you just gonna lay here? Not even gonna try again?” He said, hands moving to your sides, but doing nothing else. Yet.
“Why should I? If you’re so busy, I won’t bother you..!” You said, huffing, as a blush started to rise on your face. Though you didn’t move your arms down to look at him.
“You know what…Maybe I could go back to my work if you don’t need me anymore.” He hummed, as he let go and pretended he was about to get off you and leave. Okay maybe he was still a little mean! Could you blame him though? He loved seeing your reactions!
“No! I mean-! Uh-!” You yelped, stuttering and grabbing his hands. There it was, your adorable blush he loved so much!
“Oh..? Is there something you want after all~?” He asked innocently, but he couldn’t help the teasing tone that crawled out of his lips.
“W-Well- I- Can you- Agh-!” You huffed in flustered annoyance, before pulling his hands to your sides slowly. “C-Could you- Maybe…Ya know…”
“Could I maybe what, sweetheart~?” Damn him and his sweet names, making you even more red than you already were. At this point you were nervous you’d die right then and there from all the nerves, before anything even happened!
“Canyoupleasetickleme!” You blurted out quickly, and you could feel his fingers slowly curl around your waist at this. It made you all giddy, as you held in anticipatory giggles. But his fingers still didn’t move.
“What was that hon? I’m sorry, I’m not sure I caught what you said!” Although he was normally merciful and genuine, you knew he was teasing this time, as you peaked through your fingers giddily.
“ You- I- Just-! Just tickle me alreheady-!” You whined out slightly, a small giggle accidentally escaping.
“Nawww is that what you want~? Well, I suppose I could indulge you~!” He gives you a small playful smirk, as he slowly raises his hands off you, and for a moment, he waits. You lay there in the quiet, confused, before peaking through your fingers again.
“Ango…? Why aren’t you doing anythi-!” You stopped yourself mid question, as he wiggled his fingers playfully in the air. He wasn’t normally the type to tease like this, so this side of him always caught you off guard when he showed it. You hid your face again, not able to hold in your giddy giggles anymore. “Ahango…! Stohop dohoing thaHAhaha-!” And as if on command, he dropped his hands to your sides, gently tracing across them. It caught you by surprise, as you began giggling lightly. “Ahahangoho!”
“What? You told me to stop teasing you~!” He said, a small smirk still playing on his lips, his glasses shining.
“Thihihis is wohohorse!” You giggled out, however you made no effort to squirm away. He continued to trace up and down your sides, occasionally squeezing and poking, making you squeal.
“Oh is it now~? Well it can only get even worse then~” He teased, eventually stopping the traces and giving you a small break. However, he was quick to get up and flip you over on your stomach, before sitting above you again. “I believe the last time we did this, your back proved to be pretty sensitive right?” He asked, sounding both genuine and teasing. You blushed, burying your face in your arms.
“I- I uh- Nooo….? That’s not true!” You said, but he wasn’t one to forget small details like this, nor was he one to fall for your lies.
“Tsk Tsk…Trying to deny it now is practically like you’re asking for me to prove you wrong~!” He teased as he slowly dragged a finger up your spine, making you shiver.
“D-Don’t you dare-!”
“Don’t I dare do what~?”
“Tickle me- I mean-“ You realized your slip up a little too late, as he brought all ten fingers up, placing them on your upper back.
“Well, If you insist~!”
“Wahait that’s nohot what I-EEP! NAHAHA!” And with that, his fingers began dancing around the spot. Up and down, side to side, no area was left untouched. “AHAHANGO-! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!” You squealed out, practically exploding with laughter.
“Nawww, but this is your favorite spot is it not~?” He teased, spidering his fingers over your shoulder blades. If your face wasn’t as red as a tomato already, it definitely was about to be. “Besides, you aren’t even trying to fight it. And you keep saying "not there!”, but never ask me to actually stop! I think you’re enjoying this~!” He said with another smirk. How dare he call you out like that! You buried your face into a pillow to hide the undignified and childish screech that left your lips when he suddenly leaned down, blowing small raspberries into your shoulders.
“AHAHANGO-! I CAHAHAN’T!” You managed to say through your muffled laughter. He honestly found it endearing how you were so sensitive to this.
“Can’t what? Is someone a little too ticklish? How cute~! Also just because I can’t see your face with you hiding it, doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re a blushing mess over there~!”
“SHUHUHUT UHAHAP!” You squealed out, but you’d be lying again if you said he wasn’t correct about everything he’d said so far.
“Shut up? Now that’s not very nice! Ya know what you asked for this~” He said, feigning hurt, before blowing a big raspberry right in between your shoulder blades, causing you to shriek loudly, incoherent squeals spilling through your laughter. This continued on for a bit longer, however you were reaching your limit, which he noticed quickly. He raised his head away, however bringing one finger to light traces again, making your laughter quiet down to sweet giggles.
“You okay there sweetheart?” He asked genuinely, a fond smile on his face.
“Yehehea..Buhut youhu are so mehean…”
“Oh? Do I need to continue~” You squeaked, but were too tired now to squirm away.
“Nononoho! Noho mohore..!” He chuckled slightly at your reaction, eventually stopping the traces and getting off you. You practically melted into the couch, a content smile on your face.
“Alright, Alright…I suppose you’ve had enough now?” He asked, to which you nodded softly.
“Yes…Thahank you…” You said, a few leftover giggles pouring out.
“Of course, any time. As long as I’m not too busy that is!” You both laughed a little at this. “Do you need any water?” He asked, and you nodded. He was quick to leave, before returning with a glass of cold water for you. You took the glass carefully, gulping down the water, before placing it down on the small coffee table in front of you. He then walked over to glance at the work on his desk, and then back at you. Meh, he supposed the papers could wait a bit longer. He came back to the couch, pulling you into his arms, to which you shivered. “Don’t worry, I’m done, no more tickles I promise! Now c’mere..” He spoke softly, and you allowed yourself to relax in his arms as he wrapped his them around you. He began running his hand through your hair, and soon you could feel yourself falling asleep in his comforting hold. He smiled down at you as you closed your eyes, kissing the top of your head lightly.
“G’night Ango…” You said, before succumbing to sleep.
“Sweet dreams my love…” He whispered, and soon, he found himself asleep too.
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A/N: HI NAT OMG THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST! I loved writing this, as you can probably tell! I hope it was good, as I haven’t written in a while haha TvT This was also probably out of character jdhbjsb- Anyways, once again thank you for your request and to anyone else reading, I hope you have a good day/night!
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Modern Headcanons w/ P4! Jotaro (2) + Bonus HC
Both him and his s/o would own dogs, the difference is that he prefers his to be fiercely alert, protective, and will leave no room for stubbornness (pretty much a great guard dog that will act as his star plat in a non-stand world).
His s/o would own a dog that is more family-oriented and is more sensitive to emotion, but at the same time can identify danger and can protect its owners from them. In that way, the household is balanced pet-wise.
Preferably, he'd adopt a Rottweiler as his companion dog for its protective and loyal temperament and bulky frame, while his s/o would adopt a Siberian Husky for its outgoing and loving temperament. To everyone's expectations, both dogs are close with Jolyne ever since she was still a baby.
Fashion wise, he still prefers to wear any form of either long coats or thick jackets, anything to pair with his inner clothing.
He's also into turtlenecks (to everyone's delight) and buttoned shirts with long sleeves and that was all thanks to his career of being a professor.
He's the type to make donations to good wildlife organizations as discreet as possible... only for said organization to announce during their anniversary that one famous marine biologist have been an active donor for their cause and awards him with the effort.
Since he's 6'5 and therefore tall as fuck, he can't ride majority of the attractions in the amusement park whenever Jolyne and his s/o visit the place.
Though he doesn't mind it all that much, his s/o feels bad for him instead and makes-up for it by buying treats for the family and take turns playing the carnival games to win prizes.
Speaking of which, the mindset of all carnival stall owners, that is their intention of scamming their customers of their money by rigging the games, will be thrown out the window once he comes into view because one look into his icy glare will send fear into their souls.
During his college years, he had owned a sleek motorcycle, but with his current life as a working man with a spouse and child, he traded that with an SUV- the latest model of the Mitsubishi Outlander.
when he's researching on a boat and is in the middle of a body of water, he met a single orca and a bottlenose dolphin on 2 separate occasions, and at some point, he befriended them and named the orca "Sushi" and the dolphin "Kishimu" (meaning squeaky in english)
Jolyne and his s/o were thrilled to meet them just as much as he was… internally. They were now officially the Kujos' unofficial marine pets.
He doesn't cry all that much and that's pretty much canon, but he does admit there was 1 movie that hit him hard that made him tear up.
On one of his free evenings, while their daughter was sleeping upstairs, he joined his s/o and decided to watch "Train to Busan" for the first time because of the whole zombie ordeal.
He expected nothing much from the film but action scenes involving zombies on a train, but once the movie intertwines the story of a busy, neglectful father and his estranged daughter, he found himself paying closer attention to the film.
By the end of movie where the father was bit and had to sacrifice himself to protect his daughter, was where his s/o felt the arm holding them tighten and a quiet sniffle was heard beside them:
You were sobbing by the end of the film but you heard a shaky breath caught your attention.
You turned to look at your husband beside you, and saw how his free hand was already wiping his eyes, sniffling with his lips pressed into a fine line. "Aigoo~ is my oh-so-stoic man of my life crying?"
"Focus on the movie, woman." Even from the way he said it, it was choked.
"It's done, dummy." You giggled through your tears and wrapped your arms around him. "You know it's okay to cry right?"
He grumbled back in return but he brought you on his lap, laying his head on your shoulder with his arms around you. "I didn't ask for this."
"You get more what you bargained for right?"
"Good grief."
He knows he's a very busy man himself and that he won't always be there for Jolyne, but seeing that scenario play out in the movie was almost like a reflection to his own.
It was like he felt the emotions of an alternate version of himself where he was like the protagonist of the film: A divorced father of a daughter who wants nothing to do with him.
And for the first time in a while, he becomes vulnerable for once and expresses that he's scared he might end up being too busy and lose this life he made with his spouse.
In this scenario, his s/o would always reassure him that in this world, he was doing good and that they'll continue to understand and love him despite his schedules, because in this world, he spends as much time as he can with his family, and as a result, Jolyne loves her father with all of her heart and his spouse was still married to him, loving and unwavering.
With that statement, he begins to tear up again and he makes sure they knew that explicitly, but they just kiss him softly on the lips and huff in endearment:
"you softie…"
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Chapter Fourteen [Wesker]: KILLING TIME
Pairing: Albert Wesker x GN!Cannibal Reader
Warnings: Cerberus’ (zombie dogs), very descriptive gore depictions, lots of blood, a murder, cannibalism, remains of dead animals and people.
Summary: You and Wesker go hunting after the 5 escaped Cerberus in the Arklay Mountains. He gets to see what you’re really made of.
The Devil’s Teeth
Wesker had his hand on the steering wheel, eyes on the road while his mind was lost in thought over the events that had presented themself. Who the hell was so careless to allow the Cerberus to be released? Unless they were conducting some other type of testing or unless -
Someone had the same idea as he did, and is trying to conduct their own little ‘experiment’. Or maybe someone found out about what he and Birkin had done and were now attempting to weed them out with this. No, that couldn’t have been it. Birkin is cautious, he would have been able to find out someone's intentions already and would have warned him.
When he finally got to the location Birkin had sent him, Wesker pulled off of the road and into the confines of the woods, pulling away from the prying eyes of the public so they wouldn’t catch their dear S.T.A.R.S. Captain in the woods tossing bodies into the back of his truck. This was also why he was completely dressed head-to-toe in black clothes, wearing a face covering to hide his identity from anyone who wasn’t you.
He stopped the truck and turned it off. You removed your seat belt and attempted to get out, but he placed his hand on your thigh, immediately stopping you. He watched as you looked over at him confused by his actions.
“Don’t leave my sight out there.” He told you, “I don’t want to accidentally shoot you.”
You nodded in response and got out of the car. Wesker followed suit and made his way to the back of the truck, removing one of the tarps and laying the other down in the truck bed, preparing it so he would have somewhere to toss the bodies. Once that was done, the two of you proceeded to make your way deeper into the forest together, Wesker allowing you to take the lead, following your nose.
Wesker was not the type of man who allowed for others to lead him, not since he was child. You were one of the very few who got that privilege now, one of the few he actually trusted not to lead him astray.
And you led him right to the target.
You placed your hand behind your back, signaling for him to stay behind. He kept his gun trained up on the Cerberus, just in case it was able to sneak past you and attempt to run. But what he witnessed shocked him. He watched as you walked up to the undead mutant mut, as if it were just a normal dog. When it heard the sound of your footsteps it looked up at you from its meal, growling with an incessant anger, like you were another dog about to take food from it. That when he noticed you had taken out the knife he had gifted you, seeing the scarlet colored hilt glimmering in your hand, readying yourself for a fight.
The dog took off, charging for you. Wesker was ready to take his shot, but you twisted out of the way, allowing it to fly past you as you grabbed hold of its collar and brought the knife down onto its head, straight through its skull. The Cerberus immediately fell to the ground, unmoving. He watched you rip out the knife from the skull, blood and brains covering it as you rolled it over, plugging the knife straight into its heart. You had motioned for him to come closer, and Wesker allowed for his gun to drop to his side as he made his way over to you.
“The brain and heart are what you have to go for.” You explained, “They’ll come back angry if not.”
“Angry?” He asked
“Yeah, it’s what happens with all of them.” You explained, “They don’t enjoy dying twice so they become more aggressive the next time around. Did they not detail that in any of the reports?”
“Yes, but angry wasn’t what they described these creatures as. Do you think they have emotions?” He asked
He watched as you pondered it for a moment, looking back down at the dog.
“Maybe not them, but the virus. It has a funny way of forcing its host to do things that would otherwise not happen, so of course it would react when there’s danger happening.” You replied
Wesker made a mental note of that and handed you the tarp. You tossed the body onto it, moving over to the animal it had already torn to shreds, placing it next to it. Neither of you could leave behind any traces of bodies.
“Alright, one down, four to go.”
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Two’s a charm, but three’s a bitch.
Wesker ran to your aid when he saw the collar on the dog break, witnessing you throwing yourself over it, tackling it on the ground to keep the undead hound in place. He watched as you struggled under it, gritting your teeth. He put the gun up to its head, letting the bullet fly straight through its skull and into its brain. It collapsed, falling away to the side. He looked at you, seeing your face speckled with its blood, hand dark red, holding its heart. He could see you staring at it longingly, mouth agape, breath quickening. He knew you were hungry and wanted to take a bite.
“Go ahead and eat.” He said, “I’m not going to stop you.”
You looked at him and he could see your eyes glazed over with lust and hunger. It was a look that should have terrified him, pushed him away, but he couldn’t help but continue to watch you, a part of him wishing that he was the reason for that look.
What was he thinking? You were making his mind a mess.
He watched as you closed your eyes, trying to shake yourself out of the trance the still heart had on you. He was surprised when you tossed it onto the tarp and moved the undead hounds’ body onto it as well.
“We don’t have time.” You replied, looking up into his eyes.
“Come on, let’s keep going.”
*****
It was darker now, the sun having left you both to your own demise in the woods. The fourth Cererbus went down as easily as the first and second, but the last one was giving you both some trouble, leading you two in circles as it evaded your nose.
“Any hint of them yet?” Wesker asked, leaning against the tree.
He watched you slowly walk between the trees, amongst the fog, eyes closed as you continued to search, sniffing them out. He noticed your head turn to the left, eyes open, an evil smile crossing your face.
He knew you’d found them.
Before he could get another word out, you were in pursuit of the undead hound. He left the tarp where it was and ran after you - cursing that you were leaving him behind when he instructed you not to. It was hard to keep up with you in the dark like this, considering how much faster you were, with the fog heavy in the air. He wondered why this one out of all of the others had you so quickly on its trail. Was it because it was the last one and you were desperate to leave these woods?
He got his answer when he heard the screams.
He cursed under his breath. The undead hound had found someone and had turned them into it's midnight snack. Great.
Wesker slowed down his pace when he saw you pull the hound off of the person, stabbing it through the jaw and in the heart, tossing it onto the ground below. He stayed hidden behind the trees, watching the person through the light of their own flashlight, seeing their blooded leg badly mauled. He could also see the shadowy figure of you approaching them slowly, dropping to your knees, and proceeding to caress their face in your hands.
“W-What’s happening?!” The person stammered in horror, “Th-that thing attacked me!”
“It’s alright now. I’m here to help.” You reassured, “Why are you out here? Did you have anyone else with you?”
“N-No - I-I came out here to camp and I was on a walk when they came out of nowhere!”
Wesker continued to watch you, unsure of what your motive was just yet. He continued to listen to you attempting to comfort them in the midst of their panic but that’s when he witnessed something he never thought he’d see you do before.
He watched you break their neck through the shadow dancing on the trees, your face growing closer to the body, hearing the sound of your teeth digging into their skin, ripping it apart. He moved out of his place from amongst the safety of trees, coming closer to you, bearing witness to the horror that you were - that you could create.
He continued to observe you move your hands down to their chest cavity, ripping it open to expose the organs held inside. You were digging into them, pulling them out and gorging yourself on their flesh and blood, just like the rest of those he’d seen infected with the T-virus in the lab.
But you were different from the others - there was a sense of pleasure that he could see you having in this moment, watching you completely giving in to the animalistic urges, unafraid of being seen by anyone. You were everything Umbrella had created you to be in this moment, and it was terrifying and beautiful all at once.
He watched as you turned to face him now, eyes glazed over with lust, face and body covered in blood as you smiled at him. Most people would have run and he should have too if he had any rational thought at this moment. But seeing you like this drew him in even more to you, the power that you held in this moment. It felt like his body was begging to know what it felt like to - what it was like to just give in.
He heard you begin to laugh, and at first he thought it was at him, over the way he was ogling at you, but it was just over the entire situation you’d both found yourselves in now.
“No witnesses, right?” You asked
He couldn’t even reply back to you, still under your spell. All he could do was nod in response. You stood up from the body, slowly making your way over to him, like a predator watching its prey. But Wesker wasn’t one to back down, he stood in his place, staring deep into those lust filled eyes again. He wondered if it was because of flesh and blood you’d just consumed, or if there was another reason. His answer quickly came to him as he felt your bloodied hands reach his shoulders, sliding up his neck to pull down the mask he had on. He knew what you wanted - could see how desperately you were for it.
And no one was here to stop you - stop either of you.
He reached his hands up to your waist, pulling you in close to him as you pulled him into a kiss. It was the moment all of his resolve left him, allowing himself to fall into place, being consumed, connected with your body. The power that you held was enticing, exhilarating and he wanted to take it in slow.
If he were to die on your lips, that’s how he’d want to go.
You said he smelt divine, and he wondered if he tasted that way too or if it was muddled with the metallic taste of the hiker. He wanted to know what it would be like if it was his blood mingling on your lips, the taste of him dancing on your tongue. Would you look at him the same way you did earlier, with the lust filling your eyes, or would there be something else? Would you want to take a bite out of him, rip him to shreds, or would there be a sense of desire in you, wanting to have him carnally just like he wanted you.
God damn it, he wanted to have you right here and now, but he knew better, knew he had to control himself. There was still work to be done, things that had to be dealt with immediately.
Like the dead body behind you.
Before he could even pull away from the kiss you were already releasing him, resting your forehead on his shoulder, panting wildly like a dog. He wrapped his arms around you, keeping you against him, allowing you to calm down. The two of you were quiet for a moment, as the sounds of the dark forest reached you, the buzzing of cicadas close at hand, the two of you both wrapped in the comfort of the fog.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” You whispered
“I think I have an idea.” He replied, a grin pulling at his lips.
“We can continue this later if you’d like. But we need to deal with these bodies.”
He watched as you looked up at him, pleasantly surprised by his words. You gave him a bloodied smile and a nod. He let his arms fall away from you as you turned your back on him, moving for the bodies. You dragged the hound by its foot and handed it to him before returning to the dead hiker and tossing them over your shoulder and carrying them the rest of the way to the truck. When you both made it back, you worked together to toss the bodies into the truck bed, covering them so no one would be able to see them before you both made it to the mansion to hand over the caracas to those in the lab to deal with.
The two of you found yourselves in the truck now, sitting on another tarp to keep from getting blood all over the interior. Wesker caught a glimpse of you leaning back against the covered seat, eyes closed, completely at peace. The only other time he’d ever seen you like this was when you were asleep in his arms. He reached his hand over to you, placing it on your thigh, close to your knee. He felt you wrap your hand around his, gently rubbing the surface of his skin with your thumb.
He felt another smile pull at his lips, knowing that you both felt the same way about each other. If there was one thing he learned about the experience of this night, it was that he knew just how badly he wanted you -
And how much he never wanted you to suppress yourself around him again.
Chapter Thirteen: Hide N Seek
Chapter Fifteen: Blood // Water
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I had a pretty good day despite still feeling down. I am for sure getting used to the noises of this neighborhood. The ebbs and flows. But that did not stop me from being absolutely startled awake this morning. I had woken up around 6 because my nose was really dry. I opened the window to get some air and went back to sleep.
I was startled awake by someone knocking on someone else's door outside. Scared me so bad because I couldn't tell if it was our door being knocked on. I am not sure what that sounds like yet. But it was not our door. And I would calm down.
I got cleaned up and dressed. I was still coughing and felt kind of terrible. But I thought eating might make me feel better.
I had more luck creating an omelette today. And it was good. I spent some time moving some things around. I hung up a little hook for James to put their wedding rings while they cook. And and I worked in our bedroom putting little hooks on the wall for my necklaces. I used a piece of blue tape and it came out super straight and I'm very proud of myself.
I have not don't any of my knitting this month so I sat for an hour and a half cutting the yarn and tying it all together. I was sitting in bed with sweetp and just working on my loom and listening to a spooky story podcast and watching the world out the window. I saw someone chase their puppy and slip in the rain. There are a lot of dogs in this neighborhood. I was coughing hard enough that someone walking past looked up and we may have made eye co tact but I'm not sure he could actually see me. But I did my knitting and it felt nice seeing it come together. Though this second type of yarn I got absolutely sucks and sheds like crazy. Will not buy again.
Once I was done knitting I decided to start tackling the basement. But I needed to go to Home Depot first.
I grabbed my stuff and drove the 15 minutes down the road. This was a very messy Home Depot. Carts and carts of stuff everywhere. But the staff I spoke to was kind. I had some trouble finding things. I wanted to look at shutters but apparently you can't buy them basically anywhere which is insane. But I was able to be directed to the wire racks and a staff member even gave me a cart. I decided to get two for now but I will probably get two more. They were a little more expensive then I was hoping but it's fine.
It was starting to rain as I headed home. I was able to get the same parking spot which was cool. Right outside the door. I brought the boxes in and felt a little dizzy. This has been the second most annoying thing. How dizzy I keep getting. How winded. But I try and power through. Sipping water helps.
Sweetp desperately wants to be in the basement. And I decided today to let him explore and maybe he'll get it out of his system. What he did get was absolutely covered in spider webs but he seemed so happy. Later he would become covered in red dust. Its funny hearing him walking on the duct work.
I would struggle to build the wire shelves. The first one just was not working but once I sat down and tried again I figured out what I had done wrong and then both of them came together easy. For now one shelf is all the camping and summer gear. And the other is all holiday stuff. It's not perfect but it was a start. I also got eveything down from the landing and used the cubby shelf to organize James bike stuff. And moved all the fans and heaters and suitcases to under the stairs. And then I moved one of the tables to the basement and it really just felt like it was coming together so well. I'm really pleased.
This took a few hours though. Around 230 my back hurt a lot and I needed a break. I warmed up my chipotle from yesterday and made it into a burrito. I was sitting in the kitchen eating and watching TikToks when I saw a video of someone watching the last song from Hamilton and I started sobbing?? Just absolutely broke down. I needed to go lay down.
So that is what I did. I got in bed with sweetp and fell asleep.
James's smartwatch, which was on the windowsill, picked up the music they were listening to when they came upstairs and scared me awake again. I was not feeling amazing but I was really happy to see them. They said whenever I was ready we could head to the apartment.
I needed a minute to shake off my sleepies. Drink a bunch of water. But then I was ready.
We drove over there and got right to work. I was really happy to see my fish Ari was doing great. His eye is all better. I also got to see Omelet. I got everyone some new water and some food. Ari even let me give him a little pet. I'm so glad he's doing better.
We brought three boxes with us so I just started picking up any odds and ends I could find and I think we did an excellent job. James finished taking things off the walls. And went to go do our laundry while I collected trash and swept. We would fill three boxes with stuff. And the. Took all the curtains down. And we used all the totesbags we brought to collect our books. Still more books to collect but we had no more bags.
We were there for a while. Once the clothes were done we loaded up the car. Mostly James did. I completely ran out of steam and needed to sit down. So I wanted in the car until James grabbed the last few things we could fit with the clean clothes. And we headed to get dinner.
When I was at Home Depot earlier I saw there was a diner across the street so we went there. Turns out it was on diner drive ins and dives. Neat. And it is like one of those amazing chrome diners. Those are always my favorite ones. The staff was really nice. And the food was good. We were sort of watching the super bowl on the TV. James spoke Spanish with the staff. It was a nice stop.
I was exhausted though and very happy to go home. James told me to go keep Sweetp in our room and they would bring everything inside. And once they did I moved the rugs we brought over to the rooms they will probably stay in. They are shockingly dirty though. They feel bad under my feet. I will have to see about getting a carpet cleaner soon. Because gross.
But it's so nice seeing the house slowly coming together. Like seeing the apartment so empty hurts my heart a little. It feels so bittersweet. But the house is already filled with so much love and it's just so great.
I would take a quick shower. And do my drawing of the day. And now I am in bed trying to not cough my brains out. I am really tired.
Tomorrow James is going to go for a long bike and I hope to do some more putting away. We might make some more runs from the apartment. I also just hope it's a good day.
Sleep well everyone. I love you all. Goodnight!
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