Hi my loves! Currently working on highschool!Harry and daddy!Harry requests, but here’s a little something to tide you over until they are finished. Hope you guys are all well and as always, my ask is open. Love each other a little harder today. xoxo-S
You still didn’t know how you had ended up here, but waking up in the bed of Harry Styles had become a regular occurrence over the past few months. You had met by chance through some mutual friends and suddenly you were answering his texts and letting him cook you dinner on the weekends he was in the area and spending more time between the sheets with him than you’d like to admit.
on cam was their play time, but their most intimate moments were for their eyes only. tyler and josh were laying on the couch, watching movies and just enjoying each other’s company on their free day. josh was sitting up and tyler was laying on his side with his head in josh’s lap. josh was barely focused on ‘dumb and dumber’, too distracted by how adorably sleepy and angelic tyler looked. he was falling asleep from josh rubbing his back. josh grinned, because when he stopped, tyler squirmed as if to say pleasedon’t stop.
“what is it, baby?” josh asked knowingly. josh’s hand was now resting on tyler’s shoulder, thumb rubbing in slow little circles. tyler let out an impatient sigh, then turned his head to bite at josh’s thigh through his sweats.
“hey! use your words, you’re not a puppy.” josh laughed, pushing tyler’s head away playfully. if he were honest, the biting caused his dick to jump. he’s been doing so well for the past hour, ignoring how tyler’s head was in such close proximity to it.
“yes i am” tyler said matter-of-factly. he rolled onto his back to make eyes at josh, putting his hands up like paws and panting with his tongue sticking out. josh snorted and ruffled tyler’s hair. his other hand was resting on tyler’s stomach over his loose tank.
“you know my weaknesses” josh confessed, and tyler giggled, biting his lip. josh continued rubbing tyler’s stomach and paid attention to the movie again. tyler hummed happily, closing his eyes and basking in the sensations of josh’s touch. josh would accidentally go under his shirt to feel bare skin, or rub lower until his fingers grazed the hem of tyler’s briefs, getting more soft whimpers out of tyler.
“tyler, that’s distracting. is there something you want to say?” josh asked. tyler grabbed josh’s hand and guided it under his briefs, encouraging josh to wrap his hand around his already hard cock.
“can you rub me here, daddy?” tyler asked while gazing into josh’s eyes, a small smirk on his lips. he licked them when josh’s hand began moving.
“ohh! so that’s what you wanted” josh teased, gripping more firmly. tyler squeaked as josh thumbed at his tip, finding it to be very wet. tyler moaned, rolling his hips up as josh pumped him. josh stopped and tyler fought back a whine.
“what do daddies do to little boys who don’t wait??” josh asked, his fingers gently stroking tyler’s cheek as a sharp contrast to his firm tone. josh wanted to kiss the pretty, desperate look right off tyler’s face.
“they get spanked” tyler answered softly after a brief silence, then chewed on his bottom lip as josh’s intense eyes stared into his. tyler knew he’d have to count at least 10, and they’d get harder each time until tyler would be crying. josh wouldn’t let him rut against his thigh, so it almost always ended in a ruined orgasm and a red, sore ass.
“that’s right” josh replied. he continued by shoving tyler’s briefs down far enough to pull his pretty, flushed cock out.
josh wordlessly brought his fingers to tyler’s mouth. tyler gathered spit for josh to scoop off his tongue, then josh pumped tyler’s cock in his hand, building up a pace. tyler let out filthy moans, adding to the wet, slick sounds as the warmth in his gut built. he tried to relax, but it was only getting more intense. the sleepiness lowered his self control and he felt about ready to tip over.
“mmh…so good, daddy” tyler said between moans. tyler’s voice was getting to josh, making him ache. he palmed himself, then pulled tyler’s shirt up to his neck and began stroking up and down tyler’s stomach and chest.
“oohh…fuck!” tyler nearly screamed. josh could tell he was close by the way his hot little body writhed and hips twitched, threatening to betray josh’s orders. josh sped up his hand movements, beating him off in every sense.
“cl-close, so fucking close….ahh” tyler barely managed to get out. josh watched the way tyler’s eyes squeezed shut, and the way his tongue slid over his lips. he loved to see him fall apart, so he kept jerking him and started teasing his exposed nipples. he knew tyler was sensitive, and the combination had tyler literally shaking and gasping for breaths.
“JOSH josh, please” tyler begged, sounding so needy. josh couldn’t help a low chuckle.
“who?” josh asked, continuing to stroke his cock up and down but at a slower pace. tyler was leaking copious amounts of precum, making the slide easier and the sounds more wet.
“da…ddy mmmmm” tyler mumbled incoherently, but josh caught it and smiled.
“go ahead, baby boy. cum all over yourself, right in front of me” josh encouraged, voice low and husky. he continued purposefully teasing his nipples, and tyler keened high before spilling over josh’s fist, taking deep breaths and moaning from unspeakable amounts of pleasure. most of it sprayed up his chest and stomach, but josh was able to milk a few more thick drops.
“you made such a naughty mess, ty” josh teased, before dipping his finger in tyler’s cum. tyler stared, mesmerized at how josh licked it off his finger. tyler ran his fingers through some, tasting himself for josh, then rubbing the rest of it in.
“thank you” tyler practically purred, and josh smiled, affectionately running his non-cummy fingers through tyler’s hair.
“no problem. i love taking care of my pet” josh teased. tyler nodded in agreement, then rolled onto his stomach and shifted to his knees to french kiss josh. tyler always loved tasting himself mixed with the taste of josh’s mouth. he wanted to focus his attention on pleasuring josh, so he hovered his delicate fingers over the tent in his sweats. he lightly started teasing the head of his cock, gripping it more firmly through the cloth.
“mmmph” josh moaned into tyler’s mouth, causing ty to smile against his lips.
“my turn to take care of you, daddy” tyler said seductively. josh didn’t hesitate placing his hand on the back of tyler’s head when he pulled out josh’s achingly hard cock. he pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses to the tip and kept josh on edge, licking up his shaft and swirling his tongue around the head. he flicked his tongue underneath before taking the first few inches in his mouth, sucking while working his hand on the rest. josh laid his head back and kept his hand on tyler’s head as his entire cock was engulfed by tyler’s mouth. tyler made the prettiest gagging sounds before pulling off with a ‘pop’ and looking up at josh’s expression. he continued pumping josh in his hand while checking out the rest of his daddy’s gorgeous body. josh noticed tyler starting to push his shirt up, so he quickly got rid of it for him. tyler kissed from his naval and down his happy trail, then across his v-line. josh bucked his hips up, sliding his cock along tyler’s cheek and tyler got the hint, latching onto his cock again and sucking. josh groaned, caught off guard by tyler’s aggression.
“baby, i’m gonna cum” josh warned, but tyler just kept going like the little cum-slut he was. he tilted his head and gazed up at josh with wide eyes, taking in his “getting sucked off” look. josh almost lost it at the site of tyler’s shiny, pink lips stretched around his cock, and the outline of his cock gliding under tyler’s hollowed out cheeks. tyler gripped the base with one hand while gently rubbing his balls with the other, and that’s when josh lost it. tyler licked at the head while stroking his cock as it spurted white, hot stripes of cum onto his tongue and he swallowed. he laughed softly as his daddy mumbled incoherent curses, all because of him.
“still sleepy, angel? let’s get you to bed” josh said, petting the side of tyler’s as he was back to falling asleep again, except this time over josh’s naked spent cock. josh gently lifted his head to stand up and just took his pants and briefs off. he pulled tyler’s briefs off before lifting and carrying him to bed. tyler unconsciously wrapped his arms around josh’s neck. josh laid him in bed and slid under the covers close to him, then fell asleep.
i’ll pay 500 to see sexy little brunette tied up and made to cum
josh and tyler looked at each other in disbelief when they read that. that would be the biggest tip of the night and they’d only started 20 minutes ago. some nights were slow and some were like that, though. they had kissed, stripped down to their briefs, and flashed cocks a few times, but this was a big request. tyler thought it over, imagining in his head what it’d be like and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. he quickly typed a response.
pay first ok, here it is 500 oh, and blindfold him too please
tyler almost choked when he seen the last request. if he were blindfolded, he would not only be forced to an orgasm, he wouldn’t be able to look at josh or see how it was coming. it sounded exciting, but also scary, so tyler requested 50 more for the blindfolding since it was something not agreed to before. the person must have really wanted it, because he paid quickly with no questions asked. so josh grabbed a few thick, silk ropes and a blindfold from one of tyler’s drawers for “kinky” stuff and got to work. he decided tying both tyler’s wrists together above his head to the headboard would be sufficient. but he wanted tyler’s legs separated, so he pulled his briefs completely off and had him lay down so he could tie his ankles to separate bed posts. he looked at his handiwork with adoration before adding the final element that would leave tyler vulnerable: the blindfold. josh concluded that tyler looked like a work of art, all tanned skin, black tattoos, and black silk forcing his legs apart and engorged cock on full display. the blindfold covering his eyes drew attention to his mussed brown hair, supple pink lips, and neck made for biting and licking.
josh brought the webcam over to focus on each part, from his hands and wrists to his feet. “showing our viewers how pretty and slutty you are, and all for me” josh said to tyler. tyler blushed and got a chill from josh’s tone. josh focused the webcam lower and lower, as if giving a tour of his lover’s body, but teased the viewers by skipping a closeup of tyler’s pretty cock. tyler was starting to feel cold and wary that josh would wait too long to touch him. but just as he started thinking that, he felt fingers lightly stroking up his cock before a warm hand gripped him. josh was finally showing the viewer’s his lover’s cock before he got started on teasing him. josh set the webcam down facing from the side, and next tyler felt a warm, wet mouth sucking the head of his cock. he threw his head back, crying out at the sensation of josh’s tongue teasing his slit before licking up his shaft. as fast as it began, he let tyler’s aching cock flop back against his stomach.
“j-josh, what the hell man” tyler panted, amazed at how desperate he felt to just be touched again. he wanted, no, needed to cum after that. josh went to get the flavored lube tyler had in the drawer, but tyler had no idea that’s what he was doing until he felt a hand on his cock again.
“ohhhh my god, yes” tyler moaned, pulling at his restraints and squirming as josh began moving his hand. tyler heard a cap pop open, then felt something kind of cold and wet being generously poured over the head of his dick and sliding down the shaft. tyler shivered, squirming more in anticipation because he knew it was lube by how slick it felt.
“ready to cum, baby boy?” josh asked, caressing under the head of tyler’s cock with the pad of his thumb and spreading the lube more evenly over his cock.
“fuuuuck, yes please hurry” tyler groaned, bucking his hips. josh chuckled before lowering his head to take him in as much as he could. he relaxed his throat, taking him deeper until his nose was pressed to tyler’s trimmed pubes. tyler’s breath caught in his throat until josh started bobbing his head up and down. by then, tyler took a huge gasp of air and could not control the needy moans that slipped past his lips. he was so far gone, he kept tugging at his wrist restraints forgetting they were tied. he wanted to grab josh’s hair, scratch his shoulders, anything, but he settled for balling his hands into fists and curling his toes. josh was squeezing his hips so tight and making little grunts and growls, sending vibrations straight through tyler’s dick. he kept squirming against josh’s harsh grip, and trying to thrust into his mouth.
“you taste so good, sweetie, like coconut with a hint of sea salt” josh slurred with his lips pressed to the head of his cock. tyler huffed out a laugh, pulling at his restraints again in an attempt to hit him.
“fucking just make me cum already, keep going” tyler begged. josh licked under his shaft several times just to tease him. when tyler twitched at the sensitive spot under the head, josh focused longer there, keeping tyler on edge until it drove him crazy. he grinned up at his boy, all flushed and pretty, unable to move or see. tyler knew his bratty mouth earned him this torture, but he was so close to cumming. he didn’t want it to be like this, though. he wanted a satisfying, deep orgasm.
“hmmm, isn’t that a shame? it seems my baby boy forgot what to call me” josh mocked, flicking his tongue at random parts of tyler’s dick, then directing his focus to worshiping his hipbones and thighs with his mouth.
“i’m so sorry daddy, please lemme cum” tyler said sweetly after a moment to catch his breath. josh chuckled darkly in response, letting his hand go to work again.
“is my boy going to spurt like a fountain in front of me and all our horny viewers?” josh asked, noticing tyler starting to squirm and get worked up again. he added a bit of tongue action around the slit, causing tyler to almost sob from overstimulation. more pre-cum leaked out, adding to the fruity tasting lube. josh cupped tyler’s balls gently, unlike the way he was brutally pumping tyler in his hand. he felt his dick pulse before long ropes of cum were shooting straight up and landing on his tanned stomach. josh milked more into his mouth as he always did, placing his mouth over and getting every last drop with his tongue. he checked the messages to see any requests, pupils blown and lips shiny. tyler just laid there, panting and completely satisfied.
show your pits ballgag that brat mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ur so good att hat pound him lick it up still hard bro? damn just got here did i miss the cumshot? yep show feet pleeease
“yes, i’m still hard. please, no demands without tipping” josh said out loud, rolling his eyes. he was slightly annoyed from having to say it so much, but it was playful. it seemed to work because someone tipped generously with a very specific request.
fuck tied up brunette with legs up, P.O.V. show creampie closeup please
josh smiled and bit his lip sexily. “looks like our night will be ending shortly, i’m ready to bust from all those dirty moans and that cumshot, baby” josh whispered in tyler’s ear. he tugged at his earlobe with his teeth and kissed a spot on his neck, and ty sighed in response. he was very sensitive and had no idea what was in store for his tight ass.
do you want the blindfold? no, no blindfold. wanna see his pretty eyes as he’s getting fucked
josh almost came at the sound of that. he loved staring into his boy’s pretty eyes as he fucked him relentlessly and came inside him.
even though tyler came, the fun was just getting started for josh. he started by taking off tyler’s blindfold and telling him the request.
“you know the safe word if it becomes too much, right baby?” josh asked to make sure. tyler nodded, and josh kissed him on the lips before continuing to untie tyler’s ankles. josh took his briefs off, cock springing out and tyler’s mouth watered at the sight as always. josh grabbed the webcam and carried it with him before kneeling between tyler’s legs. then he grabbed the lube off the bed before squirting a good amount on his right middle and ring finger.
“spread your legs for me” josh said, and tyler lifted his legs and spread them, bent at the knees so josh could have easier access to his hole. josh pointed the webcam close to the action before rubbing soothingly over tyler’s rim. he twisted and burrowed the first finger in to the knuckle, thrusting in and out before adding the second finger. tyler watched josh with hooded eyes, little moans and breaths exiting his pretty mouth.
“you like it when daddy opens you up, princess?” josh asked, smiling when he caught tyler’s eyes. tyler licked his lips, groaning and pushing down against josh’s fingers. this wasn’t requested, but josh added it for his own pleasure. he hovered his mouth over tyler’s hole and breathed on it, then let his tongue tease around his entrance. tyler moaned, and josh continued thrusting his fingers in and out, scissoring him open and getting his hole messy with lots of saliva.
“i think you’re ready” josh said before yanking his fingers out and lining his cock up to tyler’s prepared hole, balancing himself holding onto tyler’s knee. he thrust in and tyler arched his back, letting out the most delicious moan as he entered him slowly. josh fucked into tyler, setting a rhythmic pace. he kept the P.O.V. view as the requester wanted, clearly showing from about tyler’s belly button to where josh’s cock was thrusting in and out. he panned up from about tyler’s chest to his face, and he looked like the sluttiest porn star with his hair all messy, brows furrowed, eyes hooded, and lips parted into a perfect ‘o’. if you had no idea, you could just tell he was being fucked good and deep by his expression and the way he was being jostled back and forth. he was staring into the camera, whimpering and panting helplessly as he was being fucked through his oversensitivity. he watched his daddy’s hips and ab muscles work as they pounded into him.
“h-hurts, daddy, but feels so good” tyler said, squinting his eyes and cringing every so often. his face would go from one of pleasure, to one of pain from one moment to the next, but josh kept going through it. as he was ready to cum from tyler’s hole clamping around him, josh panned down to show his dick going in and out. tyler moaned as he felt his daddy thrust one final time, grinding his hips into his ass as he filled him to the brim with warmth. the next moment, josh was slipping his soft cock out and showing the “cream pie” as requested. basically, josh’s pearly white cum oozing out of tyler’s pulsating hole, squeezing more out. tyler was pretty much wrecked and done for the night.
thanks guys, g2g, til next time
josh typed before logging out. they got cleaned up, and josh gave tyler the proper after care. he gave him a soothing bath, gave him a snack, then they cuddled on the couch watching a movie. tyler fell asleep quickly on top of josh with his ear against his chest, listening to josh’s heartbeat. they were in deep.
8:50. Avery glances at the bill and goes down to his car to
retrieve his conveniently forgotten wallet.
8:59. Malfoy goes down to see what’s keeping him.
9:29. Nott slips out to answer an important call.
9:44. Mulciber dons his coat to take a piss.
9:51. Severus excuses himself for a quick fag, and Lily is
left sitting alone at their table with a growing sense of suspicion.
9:53. Lily finally convinces herself to look at the bill,
and her stomach drops to her knees.
11:41. “Ma’am?” the waitress asks, and Lily was sure she’d
seen the worst of the girl’s frown, but she was wrong.
“A-another glass, please,” she mumbles, and the waitress’
eye roll and impatient huff says it all. There are eight or nine completely
full glasses in a little grove in front of her already, and she doesn’t exactly have a plan of action, but at
least this is buying her more time.
herself more time, with money she doesn’t have.
“Of course,” the waitress spits, and sweeps away.
This close to midnight, Lily’s fairly confident they’d like
to shut up shop shortly. She tears her eyes away from the frankly excessive
amount of wine sitting full in front her, and glances around the previously
bustling dining hall. She almost, almost
pegs herself as the last diner, but there’s a man about her age on the other
side of the room. He has a dozen or so desserts scattered around him, each as
untouched as every one of her wine glasses. He gives her a tight smile as they
make eye contact, and turns back to his food, pensive. Lily does the same.
happened if the reader was there during the pool scene
Note: I’ve never posted imagines on tumblr before! I’d love if you could tell
me what you think/send requests.
You were hanging out with the boys while they played
video games – You rolled your eyes at their idiocy, and went to grab a bag of
potato chips. When you turned back around, bag in hands, Alex was gone. “Where
did Alex go?” You asked. Monty shrugged with a smirk, saying, “Dunno. He shot
me and then left.” It didn’t seem like anything serious, but you decided to go
and try to find him anyways – You’d never admit it to anyone, but, for a while
now, you noticed that you’d been developing a bit of a crush on him. You vowed
to keep it secret, though, sure that he was still in love with Jessica, but
hoping that time would change the tides. For now, you were waiting, quiet and
hopeful. You stepped over the boys tussling around on the ground, looking
around the pool area – You would admit it, Bryce could be a bit of an asshole
at times, but his house was luxurious. It was there that you found Alex – He was
by the edge of the pool, his back to you. “Alex?” You asked, walking towards
him, but he didn’t hear you – He tilted sideways, falling over into the pool
with a giant splash. Your heart flew up into your throat as you ran over to the
place where he was just standing and leaned over the edge, waiting for him to
come back up. He sank lower and lower, and for a breathless, anxiety-ridden
moment, you feared that he wouldn’t come back up. You were preparing to dive in
after him when he finally pushed upwards, breaking the surface. “Alex?” You
whispered. He turned towards you, silent. You gripped his hands and helped pull
him out. The two of you stood there, him dripping wet, water droplets pouring
off of every inch of him. “Y/N,” he starts, but you shush him, pulling him
close to you. “It’s okay,” you mutter. “But it isn’t okay,” he replies. “Nothing,
absolutely nothing, is okay.” “That’s alright too,” you say, pulling back to
wipe the water trailing down the sides of his face, falling from his hair. “You
don’t have to be okay all of the time. We all have bad days.” “What if it isn’t
a bad day? What if it’s a bad life? What if I did something horrible?” He asks,
slowly sinking to the ground. You follow his lead, and he leans backwards onto
you. “Then we get through it together,” you say softly, reaching for his hand.
The reader eloping with the Gladio and the chocobros as best men? Maybe her parents didn't want them married?
This is so cuuuuuuuute omg. I hope this is okay, I think it’s a little rushed but I hope you enjoy in any case. Just a small drabble to tide you guys over, maybe I’ll revisit this idea some day. ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )
“Where are we going?” Prompto whined from the back seat. “And how come I can’t drive shotgun?”
“Pipe down,” Gladio ordered from behind the wheel, shooting him an irate glance in the rearview mirror. You gently patted his arm from the seat beside him, a small smile on your face. You and Gladio had told your friends that you wanted to take them on a small road trip, but didn’t tell them where you were going. You loaded them up in the back of the Regalia, and started off down the road.
“I must admit,” Ignis chimed in from the back seat. “I’m rather curious as to our destination. We seem to be heading south—what business could the two of you possibly have south of the Crown City?”
“Just enjoy the ride, Iggy,” you replied coyly, turning to wink at him. “You’ll see soon enough.”
The drive was long, and the sun beat down from the sky. But Prompto kept asking where you were going and if you were there yet, and Gladio kept barking at him that you were getting close.
Eventually, the Regalia pulled into the parking lot and Gladio stopped the car.
Noctis peered around, and saw nothing but ocean, a blue horizon for as far as the eye could see. “Are we in Galdin Quay?”
“Galdin Quay?” Prompto repeated. “What are we doing here?”
“Fishing trip?” Noctis asked, his voice carrying a hopeful tone.
“No,” you answered, stepping out of the car and pulling out a duffel bag from the trunk. You looked over at Gladio, whose face was rosy as he bit back a smile. “Gladdy and I are getting married.”
Noctis and Prompto almost fell out of the car, while Ignis gracefully exited on the other side.
“You’re getting WHAT?”
“Fill them in, would you, hon?” you rose to your tip toes to give Gladio a peck on the lips. “I’m going to check into our rooms.”
He nodded and swatted your ass as you walked away, earning a yelp and a playful glare as you headed towards the reception desk. Gladio turned to see his three friends staring impatiently at him, demanding an explanation.
“Well?” Prompto asked, tapping his foot against the ground with his arms folded over his chest. “When were you gonna tell us, Big Guy?”
Gladio scratched at the back of his head. “We didn’t want to make a big deal of it,” he admitted. “You know how her parents are. They don’t really approve of our relationship.”
“Have they ever offered you an explanation as to why, aside from the fact that your profession keeps you tied to the Crown?” Ignis inquired, his hands on his hips.
Gladio shook his head. “No. I think maybe they just don’t like me. Can’t say that us eloping is going to do me any favours, but…” he sighed, looking off at where you were. “I love her. And I want to spend the rest of my life with her.”
Noctis punched Gladio on the bicep, and then recoiled, shaking out his hand. Gladio snorted. “I’m happy for you, Gladio,” he said once he recovered. “I remember when you met her. You told me and the guys that you wanted to marry her right then and there.”
Gladio shrugged. “That hasn’t changed. Clearly.”
“Come,” Ignis led his friends in the direction of the hotel. “I think it’s best that we get the groom ready for his own wedding.”
The sun was starting to set at the end of the dock as Gladio stood there next to the pastor, waiting for you to arrive. He’d changed into white pants and a white button-down shirt, opting to actually wear it properly this time. His friends stood alongside him in a row, and Prompto had his camera at the ready.
Small white twinkle lights lined the railings of the dock, and little candles were on each side, creating an aisle that led to the groom.
When Gladio saw you, his jaw slowly dropped.
You were dressed in a simple white gown, spaghetti-strapped and flowing around your frame, your hair curled neatly over one shoulder. You wore a bird-cage veil that was pinned to the side of your head, and in your hand you held a bouquet of light pink gladioli.
You smiled when you reached him, and could have sworn you saw tears in his eyes. Ignis took the flowers from you and you gripped onto Gladio’s hands, which were clammy and shaking. You were sure that yours were the same.
The pastor made his speech. He turned to Gladio, and he turned to you. He had you repeat each other’s names, and then Gladio pulled the rings out of his pocket. He put yours on your finger, whispering his vows in your ear with a trembling voice. You put the ring on his, trying to get the words out past the tears pricking the corners of your eyes and the tightness of your throat.
Finally, you heard the words. “You may kiss the bride.”
Gladio wasted no time, pulling you against him and pressing his lips against yours. He dipped you down low as your arms came to wrap around his neck. The guys cheered and Prompto snapped away with his camera, blubbering at how romantic it was.
“I love you,” Gladio whispered into your ear. “Until my dying breath, I love you.”
You looked up at your new husband and smiled so wide that your cheeks hurt, never wanting the moment to end. You rose to your toes and kissed him again as the sun dipped below the horizon, signalling the start of your new life together.
omg I would DIE if you wrote that elucien flower shop au. Your fics are always my favourites!!!
Ahhh thank you friend. Writing and I are going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment. So in the meantime have some headcanons. Because I’m fond of this idea and reserve the right to come back to it at some point.
Okay so there’s that AU that flits around every now and then along the lines of a flower shop and a tattoo shop are next door to each other and you do the whole imagine your otp thing.
With Elucien the most obvious configuration is Elain working in the flower shop (because duh) and Lucien working in the tattoo shop (inopportune headcanon dumping opportunity: I figure Lucien is quite creative and he enjoys sketching.) Anyway, he’s probably more suited to the tattoo shop but it’s…much more fun to flip it around.
So Feyre and Rhys open up a tattoo parlour together and Elain works there part time and Lucien helps out in his mother’s flower shop next door. (Listen, idk why but I’ve had a long standing hc for about 16 years that Lucien’s mother enjoys gardening/flower arranging. Even if she doesn’t I still think she and Elain would get on incredibly well and I will be a tiny bit sad if we don’t get any scenes between them in acowar ANYWAY)
Elain suddenly needs flowers for like….Every occasion. She starts insisting they should put them in the window of the tattoo shop it’ll, it’ll brighten the place up! And give people something nice to look at while you’re poking at them with sharp pointy things! They’re basically essential okay. Feyre is…Baffled. Rhys who is…slightly less dense than her understands exactly what Elain’s doing and while she is fond of plants she’s even fonder of the handsome redhead who works in the back of the store.
Elain cultivates quite the relationship with Lucien’s mother and even on the days that she doesn’t buy any flowers for the tattoo place she finds an excuse to go in and talk to her all about plants. Lucien’s mother is very dear and very patient and delighted to have someone as enthusiastic as Elain. She makes her tea when she comes in and pretends she doesn’t notice the way Elain and her youngest son are making eyes at each other the entire time Elain is there.
(She is 100% not oblivious. She knows exactly what’s going on. She’s all for it. She starts engineering ways for them to spend time together, slipping into the back and having Lucien watch the shop when she knows Elain is about to come in, sighing as they tiptoe around one another. Bonus points if things start getting desperate and she enlists Rhys’s help and they just start aggressively matchmaking the two of them. They’re very smug when they finally get together.)
Anyway, Lucien mostly works in the back of the shop putting together bouquets and the like. He has deft, clever fingers (listen u will take ‘Lucien has very attractive hands’ hcs from my cold dead corpse and not before) and he’s been well trained in it. (And I enjoy the image of Lucien’s mother and Elain sitting having tea while Lucien sullenly and dramatically flounces around in the background, making quite a habit of dropping things because he’s looking at Elain and not at his work)
Lucien’s mother starts encouraging Elain to request Lucien make her up bouquets at her request, it’ll give her exactly what she wants for the shop and will let Lucien practice working with an audience. She applauds herself for this excellent idea as she steps back and watches the two of them blush like sunburned beetroots around one another as they try to get a handle on flirting. (Lucien is tongue-tied. It’s the most precious thing anyone has ever witnessed. Rhys teases him about it for about a hundred years after this)
Lucien starts like trying to stealth slip secret messages into the flower bouquets or something (come on, he would) to hint to Elain that he really secretly likes her. Feyre is a bit like ??? Elain ??? why do we keep getting bouquets that are literally just bright red roses from next door? Are you sure you ordered the right thing? Elain gets very flustered and tells her she has no idea what Lucien has doing. By this point even Feyre has worked it out and she gets in on the act between Rhys and Lucien’s mother. (They’re very awkward, bless them, like baby deer on ice. They need all the help they can get. Since this is a modern AU and there’s no inopportune moment for Lucien to blurt out that they’re soulmates and destined to be together)
Lucien, flummoxed that his secret flower love notes aren’t working (even with his mother aggressively hinting at how seductive and romantic each and every flower Lucien has put in Elain’s most recent bouquets are) resorts to drastic measures and decides he wants a tattoo. He decides he has to spend hours and hours and hours at the shop every day pouring over designs to decide what he wants and where he wants it, ogling Elain the entire time. Feyre humours him and sketches him new designs every day. Then Elain gets involved and starts suggesting things and Lucien is a bit…Oh. Oh dear. This…This was not supposed to happen. I do not actually want a tattoo. Fuck.
Lucien gets a tattoo. (Let it not be said this boy will not go to ridiculously dramatic lengths for love) He probably gets like a teeny tiny flower (Elain’s favourite, obviously) on his hip or something. He thrashes like an angry cat in a bag and eventually Feyre summons Elain over to hold his hand. This, shockingly, makes the tattoo stop hurting immediately and he just gazes up at her with such enormous hearteyes that Feyre is just…shall I leave you two alone? Like is my doing my job here ruining your moment?
Lucien being Lucien probably chooses this inopportune moment (some things never change) to declare his deep desire to woo Elain and take her out to dinner. She’s…Really rather flabbergasted that he went to all this trouble getting a tattoo just so he could keep coming to see her every day…And so he confesses that well his flower messages weren’t working! he had to do something!!! (Feyre is deeply delighted to be present for this conversation. Lucien is not. He deeply regrets the teasing later) Elain is all :O you were leaving me flower messages?? (Feyre starts pretend gagging at this) And Lucien flushes and says yes. And then Elain is flushing and saying that she kept coming to the shop every day to try and woo him and Feyre is just like….Should I tell them now they probably shouldn’t start fucking while I’m doing this, like it’s totally not hygienic and I’m genuinely worried about the possibility given the way they’re looking at each other rn.
They manage to contain themselves (just about) Feyre finishes up Lucien’s tattoo while Elain holds his hand and kisses his forehead and tells him he’s very brave (Feyre just ??? It’s the size of my thumb!? It took me twenty minutes??? Shut up Feyre, Elain is calling me brave, it was a very traumatic experience, back me up here goddammit, you are the world’s worst wingman. You’re trying to bang my sister??? You should be happy for her, attracting such a fine specimen as me. Feyre just -_- Lucien stops talking quickly remembering that she does still have a tattoo gun in her hand and it’s maybe not wise to antagonise her)
Anyway after that Elain and Lucien becoming a very dorky and adorable little couple. Elain drifts into the flower shop everyday to visit Lucien and have tea with him and Lucien visits Elain very day still dropping off the bouquets for the shop (Rhys has gotten fond of them) Elain likes kissing Lucien’s tattoo when they’re in bed together and she probably ends up with a matching one and it’s probably something they keep adding to as they get older. (because I enjoy mushy ridiculous hcs leave me be)
(Okay and bonus to actually make this tie into this post which sparked this conversation in the first place: Feyre and Tamlin have their whole…Thing. And the first time Lucien meets Elain is when she marches in to his shop, slams money down on the desk and demands, in no uncertain terms, the rudest bouquet he can possibly put together for the biggest idiot on the planet. (Yes, this is indeed the moment that Lucien decides he’s going to trip over his hearteyes and get ridiculous things tattooed on his body if it’ll mean being able to date this girl because who says fuck you with a bunch of flowers? And looks so sincere and grumpy about it? Like she’s even stamping her foot on the ground she’s clearly very serious about this) Also in this AU Lucien does not know Tamlin. His mother got him away from his father and they just live alone together with their little flower shop and things are just Nice (because I can do Nice sometimes okay?))
Okay there you go. This got a bit longer than anticipated so…I hope it tides you over a bit until such time as I decide I can maybe write this properly.
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything, but this was fun! I hope it can help tide everyone over until Tuesday. You can also find it here. Comments are welcome!
Thunder rolled angrily outside, and wind shook the windows of Alison’s house. Emily was picking up the nursery, shreds of stuffed animal and broken wood, when she heard Alison huffing in frustration from the other room.
“Everything okay?” She knocked lightly and peered in.
Ok I'm i got it bad. So please, could you rec some batfam/shippy fics centering around Dami? Any ship at all as I'm still feeling around for a otp. Also because i just love the kid. Batfam wise, just- for gods sake can someone just love the kid. Xoxo
Oh man, I have a MILLION Damian-centric fic recs. It’s basically all I read because I’m a huge loser, haha. If these aren’t enough for you, just go to my fic rec! tag, most of it is Damian stuff!
Good Bye Little Bird - Bruce & Damian. Damian’s death, and using his final thoughts for Bruce. I hope you’re ready for some pain.
Forgive Me Son, For I Have Sinned - Bruce & Damian. Bruce’s POV during the Nobody arc, and Damian’s torture. (It’s only one chapter, ignore that it says two. It’s ffnet, it’s par for the course.)
Son - Bruce & Damian. one of my all-time favorites, I’ve probably rec’ed it a million times. Bruce’s journey through the time stream (in preboot) and him using the chance to go see Damian as a baby one time.
For Warmth - Bruce & Damian. Bruce is hit by Mr. Freeze and Damian’s gon fix it.
Your eyes felt like cinderblocks: Dry. Heavy. Unmoving.
The blood; was it yours?
As you tried to move your body, you were met with a painful realization: you were laying in a pool of blood, and, as you tried to gather any scrap of information about your surroundings, you found yourself to be utterly immobile. You collected every fiber of your willpower to pry your eyes open just long enough to scan your approximate area. Your breathing quickened and you fidgeted in panic once you saw something vertically, fatally lodged in your abdomen.
So, I wanted to give you all a spontaneous one-shot seeing as I’ve been kinda crappy with my activity. I will try and see next weekend if I have time to be more interactive with you guys, but my hope is that this will tide y’all over until then. I hope you all enjoy this! I’m not gonna lie, this was also partially inspired by some of the asks I’ve been getting in my inbox- and you’ll all know which ones I’m talking about when I finally get around to posting them which I promise will be soon I know I know grab the pitchforks now I have been neglecting you all
Warnings: Blood, death, violence ((DON’T LET THE WARNINGS FOOL YOU THIS IS FLUFFY I PROMISE))
Word Count: 3,611
((Jacob Frye x Fem!Reader)) **This is also another interactive one shot! (which basically means you can insert your name yay!)
Summary: Even the unstoppable Jacob Frye has his weaknesses. Losing you is of course the most notorious among them, so what does the Assassin do when he wakes up from his one and only nightmare just to find that you’re missing?
Not requested: Poly Bangtan Boyfriends wishing you luck on your first day at a new job!
So, as I said, I’m starting at another job tomorrow and I mainly made this for me because I’m so very nervous so this is self-indulgent. Hopefully, you guys still enjoy it though and I hope it tides you guys over until the next time I can update! Feel free to send in requests, I really need them lol. As always, requests are open!!! <3
Hey Everyone! I am currently in between packing and flying and getting myself back together for a new semester at school tomorrow- so I hope this will tide you over until I’m back settled in New York and back to full length drabble making.
Isak: hey guys I was thinking
Eskild: about cleaning the kitchen? because that is the only thinking that should come out of you
Isak: i’ll clean it up when I get home
but nah I mean I was thinking that even is here a lot and sometimes he comes when I’m not home
Noora: are you breaking up with him?
Isak: wtf no? I just want to get him a key to the place
Isak; yeah…. so…. I kinda need your permission for that.
Eskild: i mean will this increase the number of nights I have to play the lion king soundtrack to tune you two kinky fucks out?
Isak: no it will not
Noora: another person in the apartment?
Linn: its 9am???
Eskild: ITS 9AM ON A MONDAY LINN WAKE YOUR ASS UP
Isak: is it cool with you, Linn, that i get Even a key to the apartment.
Linn: yeah. I like even. he’s nice
Isak: ayyyyyee. Eskild and Noora?
Noora: will he make us breakfast?
Eskild: well i’m in. there’s nothing more I want than to accidently walk in on Even in the shower. The boy is packing.
sleeping headcannons? like, who sleeps in what positions, who's in the middle? do they all sleep in the same direction or does one sleep at the foot of the bed, head facing the others feet?
hooooooo boy okay here we go *cracks knuckles*
they’ve got some weird ass sleep habits
lance tends to sprawl out more and more the longer the night goes on. he’s the only one who really moves in his sleep. and he drools. they’ll wake up and he’ll be in a completely different position from when they all fell asleep. lance how did you even GET down there.
keith talks in his sleep. really random stuff too. like “no, anything but the chickens” and “haha moo” and “joe jonas im a huge fan”.
he also still sleeps with his dagger and lance and shiro have learned not to pressure him about it, so long as he keeps it in a sheath so it doesn’t hurt any of them in their sleep
shiro doesn’t have many weird habits while he’s sleeping but he does snore softly (due to some damage inside his nose from the scar) and if you wake him up too suddenly he’ll shout some random one-liner related to the dream he was having (and lance and keith find it HILARIOUS)
they all sleep in the same direction
the exception on those occasions where they’re dead tired after a mission
in this case they collapse onto the bed in whatever direction gravity first pulls them
sometimes they don’t even make it to bed they pass out on the couch all piled together
what a mess
lance usually sleeps in the middle because he’s a cuddle hog
plus shiro and keith both get too hot/claustrophobic if they’re in the middle. they will do it on occasion though and those occasions get more frequent the longer they are together
and they’re both light sleepers so they sleep on the outside of the cuddle pile in case they wake up and want/need to do something before going back to sleep (restroom, midnight snack, quick walk around the castle, etc) that way they don’t wake the others
they all get nightmares
shiro’s got it the worst, but he gets less nightmares if he’s got someone sleeping in the same bed as him, especially if it’s both lance AND keith
even lance and keith get the occasional nightmare now
they’re all fine tuned to wake up to the other’s distress signals
shiro starts curling in on himself and gasping before shooting up and awake, they know not to touch him until he responds to them calling out to him
keith is quiet when he has nightmares but it’s the only time he really moves in his sleep. he’ll wake up and the other two are there to stroke his hair (shiro) and distract him from it with bad jokes (lance)
lance starts to sweat and mumble and cry out in his sleep when he has nightmares, and can usually be talked down from it while still asleep. they rub his arms and smooth down his hair and tell him he’s alright and that does the trick
i hope these sleep headcanons can tide you over for now!