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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Fluff

Diversion from canon

Summary~ Baby Eddie And Baby Y/N Meet

Pt1

AN~ This will be a series, I'll update when I can. Some of this is inaccurate and all of this is very bad so forgive me please. I'm working on something massive for this boy right now, can't wait for you all to see it. It'll be a while so hopefully this will tide you over til then

<22 Years Ago>

<10 Years Old>

Your parents death hadn't affected you very much, unlike Bruce, who was far closer to them. You had never felt as though you were wanted, often being treated as an afterthought, it was irrefutable that he was the heir and you were the spare.

You often found yourself sneaking out of the Wayne Manor, seeking adventures. You were on one now wandering around the forest that surrounds the orphanage, picking up random rocks you thought looked cool. It was extremely serene in the forest, the gentle breeze, luscious trees and the soft, almost inaudible, chattering of birds. You had been roaming around aimlessly for hours, until small voices caught your attention.

The voices got louder as you followed them, unable to make out anything being said. When you finally reached the orphanage, the voices had stopped, replaced by muffled crying. A boy, around your age, was sitting by the fence, sniffling and angrily wiping his eyes.

"Hello." You call out to him, "Hi, my name's Y/N, what's yours?". He lifts his face to look at you.

"Why are you asking?" He inquires aggressively.

"I want to be friends. You look sad, what happened?" You answer earnestly. He looks into your eyes, searching for malice but only finding compassion.

"I was trying to solve a crossword my puzzle book but then, a couple of older kids came and ruined it." He looks down, you follow his gaze down to the puzzle book, laying in the dirt with the pages ripped to shreds.

"Aww, I'm sorry." You sympathise with him, suddenly an idea comes to you "Hey! How about I buy you another one and come back tomorrow? We can talk and play together all day, it'll be fun!"

"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good." He smiles gently. After talking for a little while longer, you notice the sun setting.

"Oh no, I need to get home." You sigh.

"Will you be okay? It's getting dark, I want you to be safe." He admits worriedly.

"I know the way back, I'll be fast. Don't worry." You explain, beginning to stand.

"Okay. Promise me you'll come back?" He stands up with you, offering you his pinky.

"Promise." You loop your pinky through his. A few moments later you begin to walk away, stopping when you hear him call out,

"Edward, my name is Edward." You turn to look at him.

"Nice to meet you Edward." You smile, before turning back into the forest.

~~

That whole night, all Edward thought about was you, your pretty smile, your sweet voice, your gentle, kind nature, everything about you captivated him completely. He could barely sleep that night, thoughts of you were taking over him entirely.

Once you arrived back home, you climbed back inside the window you had left open before quickly sneaking back into your room and quietly closing the door behind you. As soon as it was closed, you began searching for your pocket money, placing it on your bedside table before quickly changing into your pajamas and getting into bed, falling asleep soon after.

~~

In the bookstore, you grabbed all the puzzle books you could carry, and a cute green pen. Paying and leaving swiftly, then began making your way towards the orphanage.

~~

"Hello? Edward?" You called from beyond the gate, searching for him through the gaps.

"Y/N! You came!" He ran towards you. "I was waiting for a while, I thought you decided not to come." He admits sadly.

"Sorry. Sorry, I was going to leave earlier but Alfred was upset with me and wouldn't let me out so I had to sneak out of my room," You explain "but, I got you more books. Like I said I would!" You squeezed the bag of books through the gate. He takes the bag, examining each item separately, fixating on pen.

"How'd you know green was my favourite colour?" His face lightens.

"I didn't. Lucky guess!" You answer excitedly, happy you got it right. You smile at each other brightly, before his face falls slightly

"Wait, who's Alfred? Your dad?" He asks, confused.

"No, my mom and dad are dead, Alfred takes care of me and my brother." You clarify.

"You're an orphan too?" He questions you, you nod softly "Oh, I'm sorry." He offers his sympathy, gently patting your arm comfortingly.

"It's okay. They weren't really close with me, my brother was their favourite." You sigh, sitting down on the grass.

"Well, you're my favourite!" He smiles enthusiastically in an effort to cheer you up.

"You're my favourite too, Edward!"

Pt2

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Im not sure if you're still taking requests, but could you do Josh Washington x reader where he and his s/o play horror games together?

Just something cute 🦋

Please and thank you

AN~ Yes!! I'm always taking requests so thanks for this♡ I absolutely adore Josh Washington, my beloved, my favourite boy. Oddly enough I just finished playing the game again last night so the game is fresh in my mind. Lil secret, the character in my profile picture is one of my until dawn oc who is dating josh. I like him alot💀Hope you like this♡

Josh Washington X GN!Reader

Fluffy Fluffy Goodness

Pronouns~ They/Them/Their/Themself

Pre-Game

Josh and S/O were sitting underneath the pillow fort they made in the middle of his floor, ahead of them was the tv that was loading whatever horror game he chose. A bowl of popcorn and a few sodas were sitting in between them, S/O was fiddling with the headphones, untangling them as Josh started a new game for them.

"It's ready for you." He smiled smugly, he loved teasing them, "But are you ready for it?" He sayed in a faux scary tone.

"You hush." They tease back, "I'm always ready." They shove him playfully and begin playing.

~~

The games setting is some abandoned building, with long, dark, linear corridors. The sounds mainly consist of loud footsteps from the character, the odd thump from a locked room, and weird screaming whenever something unsettling happened, with ambient music occasionally playing in the background.

They could feel his eyes on them, waiting for them to experience whatever big scare was coming next.

"What?" They asked, with playful annoyance.

"You're really pretty." He answers sweetly.

"Shut up." They told him, not taking their eyes of the screen.

"Why?" He laughed teasingly. "You're so beautiful S/O. The prettiest eve-" he was interrupted by the handful of popcorn they threw at him.

"Stop trying to distract me. It's not working dummy." They smiled confidently as he picked the popcorn up from the blanket under them. "OH SHIT!" They cried out as a jumpscare played on screen, loud screeching accompanying it. Josh laughed as S/O tried to get their breathing under control again.

"Aww your face." He teased, they hit him playfully "Aww, don't be mad cutie. I'll protect you from all the creepy ghosts, babe." He wrapped his arms around them. They laid their head on his shoulder.

"I know. You're the best Joshie Baby." They said, their tone sickly sweet, kissing his cheek. "So what's next?"

~~

Hours pass, Josh and S/O play a plethora of different horror games. Joking and laughing all night long, exchanging kisses and flirtations, whenever S/O got too frightened, they buried their head into his chest, he'd always kiss their head comfortingly, laughing slightly from their reaction.

S/O began to feel tired near the end of the night, gently laying their head on his shoulder, beginning to slowly drift off. Josh thought about carrying them to his bed, but saw how comfortable they were.

He layed them down in the pillow fort, covering a blanket around them, then laying down beside them himself. He tucked a strand of hair around their ear and gently kissed their nose before taking them into his arms carefully, smiling, filled with gratitude, knowing he was the only one that got to hold them, love them, kiss them. They made him feel like the most important person in the world. They made him feel normal. They made him feel sane.

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Fluff

C/W~ Mentions Of Child Abuse

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Baby Eddie And Baby Y/N Have A Sleepover

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3

An~ I dunno if the orphans were actually hurt by the people running the orphanage, but I wouldn't doubt it sadly.

<18 Years Ago>

<14 Years Old>

"Are we almost there?" He complained, trekking through the forest, beside you.

"Yes. And stop asking that. You're annoying me." You tell him. It was winter and the orphanage was far too cold for him to stay for long periods of time. The snow was crunching loudly beneath your feet. Eddie had very little clothing, what he did have, was extremely old, thin and covered in holes, so you had given him your jacket and any extra layers you could spare to keep him warm.

You had both decided to try sneaking him into your room so he would have a warm, safe place to sleep for the night. You would give him all the clothes you could spare, as well as a few blankets and pillows. You were also going to sneak extra food for him whenever you planned to visit him. You'd never had to go to sleep cold, or hungry, with no knowledge of when you'd next eat, but Eddie had, and you'd do anything to ease his pain.

Suddenly the Manor was ahead of you. "Squeeze through here." You tell him, maneuvering yourself through the fence, he followed your lead. "In here." You whisper, climbing through the window you left open, you listen at the door to try to detect any movement or noise whilst Edward climbs inside. "This way, stay behind me okay?" He nods and follows close behind you as you sneak up the stairs.

He cringes each time a floorboard creaks under either of your weight. Being terrified of getting in trouble. The 'caretakers' would often beat the children that broke the rules, trying to teach them, and the other orphans, a lesson. He hasn't told you the full extent of the abuse the 'caretakers' inflicted upon him and the other orphans, he doesn't plan to, too scared of your reaction, who would ever love something so broken?

"Here." You whisper softly, leading him into large, cluttered bedroom. You close and lock the door behind you, he takes a look around, finding all the rocks and other cute mementos from your four years together. You rummage through your closet, throwing all the clothes that would probably fit him onto your bed. "You can chose whatever clothes you like. You can keep them." He looked over his shoulder at you in suprise.

"Are you sure?" He asks, doubtful and hopeful.

"Yeah. I've got more stuff than I know what to do with. You'd have better uses for those then me. I'm sorry if you don't like any of them." You apologise.

"No, no, it's okay. Thank you so much." He smiles gratefully.

~~

You and Edward solved jigsaw puzzles together on your desk.

He'd occasionally ask you a riddle, his heart welling with pride whenever you answered correctly.

You read a book, side by side in your bed, cuddling underneath the blanket. Once you finished the book, you closed it, placing it on your bedside table, eyes glossing over your alarm clock quickly, 01:58.

"We should probably get to sleep now Ed." You yawned, cuddling into his side. He blushed as you tangled your arms around him.

He hadn't been able to define his feelings about you for so long, he was confused, and a little scared of them. How could he properly express his feelings if he was struggling to understand them himself. But, tonight helped him come to terms with it, he was in love with his best friend, the kindest, funniest, prettiest, most amazing person in the world.

You fell asleep quickly, he felt pure ecstasy hearing your soft breaths, holding you in his arms. Right then and there, he made a silent vow to you, to love and protect you, for as long as he lives.

Pt4

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Fluff

Diversion From Canon

C/W~Small Panic Attack

Summary~ Baby Eddie Confesses His Feelings To Baby Y/N...

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4

An~ it's happening, it's happening, everybody stay calm, stay calm, STAY FUCKING CALM!💕💖💐

<17 Years Ago>

<15 Years Old>

Edward had it all planned out. You were visiting later today, he was going to ask you riddles, all romantic in nature, give you flowers he picked for you, and do it all by the pond where he first confessed his feelings towards himself, now he'd confess his feelings towards you.

He wrote and rewrote all the riddles countless times, trying to ensure they were perfect. He memorised all them by heart, reciting every single one several times, to identify the best inflections and tones that would make you swoon.

He tied the flowers together carefully, using a few pieces of thread from the mouldy, old, curtains in the boys room, he thought you deserved better, but he had to make do with what he had and still hope you'd give him a chance.

He decorated the pond the best he could, placing flowers, petals, sticks and rocks around in a way he thought you'd like. He layed a path for you to follow, wrote your name on the ground, he-

"Hey Ed!" You interrupted him. Laughing as he jumped in suprise. "Awww, did I spook you?"

"No." He mumbled defensively, avoiding your gaze, hiding his reddening face.

"Yeah I did. You were so scared." You teased him playfully, causing him to blush harder.

"I was not!" He denies, but you only nodded in faux sympathy.

"Yep, of course not. Of course not. So what are you doing out here?" You ask curiously. He feels his heart begin to race, his throat begin to dry.

"Uhhh," He forgets how to talk, paralysed by your beauty, "I was, umm." He pauses.

"Hey, you okay?" You ask, concern lacing your voice. He nods meekly before taking a deep breath.

"I, I wanted to talk to you, about something, something important." He stumbled his way through his sentence, breathing unsteadily by the end.

"Yeah? What's up?" You sit on the grass by the pond, he joins you, that's when you notice all the flowers surrounding the you both, and the object he's trying to block from your view, you think about mentioning it, but you decide to wait until after he's said what he needs to.

"What's, um... what do, what..." He trails off, all of a sudden the riddles he spent months practicing and perfecting completely leave his memory, thoughts of you replacing every one.

He decides not to recite any of the riddles, letting his heart speak instead of his brain. He still gives you the flowers, but when you look at them, you notice that they are destroyed, decayed by age, crushed in his grip. Once he sees the state of the bouquet himself, he feels his eyes begin to water.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, please, no." He finds it difficult to breathe. "Y/N I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." You try to calm him, but your words fall on deaf ears. He curls himself into a ball as angry tears begin to fall. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." You can barely make out all the apologies that flow from him as the words are often overpowered by his aching sobs.

You gently wrap your arms around him, trapping him in the warm embrace he always looked forward to. "It's okay. It's okay Ed." Truthfully, you had no idea what upset him so much, but it broke your heart to see the boy you loved in such a state.

"No, no it's not." He manages to say, "You deserve the best and I..." He loses his sentence, again falling into a mess of sobs. You gently run your fingers through his hair. Since you were clueless on what upset him so much about the condition of the flowers, you knew only one other thing could calm him down properly, you never really liked singing, but you'd do anything to ease his pain.

"Ave Maria..."

Your voice was soft, comforting, safe. Your voice was home.

"Gratia Plena..."

He felt himself relax in your embrace. His heavy sobs slowing into gentle chokes.

"Maria, Gratia Plena..."

He loved you. Oh how he loved you.

"Maria, Gratia Plena..."

"I love you."

Suprise ran through you as you heard his confession. Suprise, and elation.

"You do?" You asked, unsteadily. You received a nod in response, but he wouldn't look up at you. "Ed, Eddie, please look at me." You pleaded, you needed you see his face, you needed to kiss him.

"No." He told you simply. "If you're going to tell me off and abandon me after this, I want to-" he was cut off by a suprise kiss to his head.

"Please, look at me." He whipped his face up as fast as he could. "You're beautiful Ed. So are the flowers." You assured him.

"But, but they're ugly, and broken. So am I. You don't deserve us. You deserve perfection." He whispers.

"Eddie, I don't need it to be perfect, I don't want perfect. I want you."

Pt5

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Fluff, Slight Angst

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Baby Eddie And Baby Y/N Have A Fun Day

Pt1 Pt2

AN ~ Sorry this took a while, but it's here now so💫 lets normalise men getting flowers too🥺💐 lil tangent: I know ed is chub, but baby Ed is hungry in orphanage and is therefore skinny baby, I'm not fat phobic. I am fat💀 Also reader is an annoying lil shit at the end sorry readers, this does not reflect you at all, promise💕

<20 Years Ago>

<12 Years Old>

You'd known each other for two years, getting closer in the process. He was your best friend, you were his. You had been meeting up with him in secret, without Alfred's permission. You had walked this route towards the orphanage so many times, yet everytime you managed to find something new to bring home. Today, you found a surprise for him.

"Hey Ed!" You called, spotting him waiting by the gate.

"Hey Y/N!" He quickly runs over to you.

"How's your day been?" You kneel on the grass, he mirrors you.

"Well, not great. But better now you're here." He smiles genuinely.

"I got you something." You tell him, he looks confused but excited. "Close your eyes!" He obliges, holding out his hand. You place the bouquet of wildflowers into his open palm. "You can open your eyes now." He looks at the flowers, "I picked flowers for you, only the prettiest and best for you. The prettiest and the best. " You explain happily. He feels his eyes begin to flood.

"You," he pauses "you think I'm pretty?" He asks, but his voice is barely above a whisper.

"Of course Eddie, you're so pretty." You answer sweetly.

"You're so nice Y/N. I'm so lucky you're in my life." He admits earnestly.

"I'm lucky you're in mine Ed." You reach out and hold his hand.

~~

After an hour of talking, he asks you, "What's the forest like?"

You look towards the forest, "It's really pretty. A lot of cool rocks and pretty birds and really big trees and-" suddenly, you get an idea, you gasp dramatically, "Why don't you come explore with me?"

He giggles, "But I'm stuck here. How would I get out?"

"You're skinny. You can fit." You answer, mocking him slightly.

"Uggh. Fine." He quickly looks around to ensure no one is looking at him before squeezing himself through the bars.

~~

You sit beside him, a crystal clear pond ahead of you. A comfortable silence falls between you, only the birds and the leaves can be heard. You gently lay your head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around you.

"You're the best Ed. You know that?" You whisper, trying to preserve the quiet.

"I don't believe you, but I want to." He sighs. You look up at him.

"Why don't you believe me?" You ask sadly.

"I..." He takes a while to respond, when he finally does, he breaks your heart, "I hate myself..."

You're taken aback by his response. How could he ever hate himself? How could you properly express how much he ment to you? "You're my best friend Eddie, you might hate yourself. But, you're the most important person in my life, you're my favourite person ever. You're smart and funny and kind and honest and the most amazing person ever." You ramble. You don't know what he needs to hear, or what you should say, all you can say is the truth.

He only nods and turns back towards the pond. "Thank you." His voice is barely above a whisper. "You're my favourite person ever too."

~~

Hours later, you were wandering around, taking the long route back to the orphanage and picking up cool rocks and sticks for each other. You 'sword fought' with your sticks playfully, laughing by the end. When you finally arrived at the orphanage, he quickly squeezed back through the bars.

"I had a great time today. Thanks." He smiles at you.

"I had a great day too Ed." You smile back. "I think I need to go home now. I'll see you tomorrow?" He nods and waves before turning back into the building.

~~

You snuck back into your room, hiding the rocks and sticks around your room before you quietly got into your pajamas. Once you moved towards the bed, you heard your door open. "Where have you been? " Alfred asks you "And don't think about lying Y/N."

You sigh, exasperated "I was with a friend."

"You visit this 'friend' very often." He points out.

"Yeah? So?" You give him attitude.

"Why haven't they visited yet? Why do you sneak out almost every day? You have to understand my concerns Dear." He says to you sympathetically.

"I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself! Why are you so mad at me?" You shout.

"I'm not mad at you Y/N. I want you to be safe, and you can't expect me to be alright with you being gone for most of the day without letting me know." He remains calm.

"But... I have a friend Alfred." You plead. "My first one."

"And I'm delighted for you, I really am, but, I care about you, and I want you to be safe. And yo-" you interrupt him

"I am being safe! It's fine! I do it all the time." You shout again.

"Alright, clearly, you're not in the mood to talk right now. We'll talk in the morning, alright?" He shakes his head

"Whatever." You mumble as he exits the room, closing the door behind him.

Pt3

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Angst With Comfort, Fluff

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Eddie's Finally Old Enough To Leave The Orphanage

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6

An~ This is short. I'm sorry. Not to sound ominous, but this may be the last happy chapter for a while🤠

<14 Years Ago>

<18 Years Old>

You waited for Edward outside the massive door to the orphanage. He was getting out today, you offered him a place to stay in the Manor for as long as he needed. He agreed, very reluctantly, he despised the rich and powerful, you were his only exception, and the idea of becoming one of them made him sick.

~~

Edward grabbed what little he had and began walking towards the exit before being stopped by one of the 'caretakers'. They began speaking to him, but he wasn't listening, he just wanted to see you. He surprised them both when he spoke his thoughts aloud.

"I'm going to burn this place to the ground."

~~

You were waiting for a lot longer than you had expected, you began to worry. You knew how ready he was to finally leave the orphanage, it was all he wanted, so him taking a while was fairly suspicious.

You decided to try knocking on the decrepit door, but before you could reach the steps the doors were flung open and a fury of shouts flies out with them. Edward and some older person, who you guessed was a carer, were screaming profanities at each other.

"Don't you ever talk to me that way!" They yelled in his face.

"What? You bastards can talk to us however you want, but we can't stand up for ourselves? Fuck that!" He shouted back, sounding erratic.

You'd known Edward for eight years now, never had you seen him angry, but you knew you had to stop it.

"Eddie?" You stepped beside him, gently hugging his arm. "You ready to go?" You decided to completely ignore the carer, focusing all your attention on him. He took a shaky breath in, slowly taking his eyes off them, and nodded, you began to lead him back to your car.

"Don't you come back here ever again young man!" They called after him as you opened the passenger seat door for him.

"I already told you I would." He mumbled as you made your way round to the drivers seat. Once you put your seat belt on you comfortingly placed your hand on his thigh.

"You okay? You need anything?" You ask softly, kissing his cheek.

"No, I just want to go." He leans his head in your shoulder as you gently wrap your arms around him.

You pull away and gently kiss his forehead.

"Great, my brother and Alfred have been wanting to meet you." You laugh as his face falls in horror.

"Oh God you're right." He hides his face in his hands.

"Yeah, I've really hyped you up." You giggle as you start the car, "Let's hope you can live up to it."

"Shut up."

~~

"Don't worry, they're going to love you. And if they don't, fuck 'em." You whisper as you approach the door of the Manor. You can hear him trying, and failing, to steady his breathing. "It's alright Eddie, just hold my hand, okay?" You offer him a sweet smile, he nods meekly.

The door opens suddenly, Edward jumps and tries to hide behind you.

"Hi Alfred." You smile and wave, subtly pulling Edward forward. "This is Edward, my boyfriend." He waves awkwardly, "He's shy." You tell Alfred before quickly addressing Edward "It's okay Darling. He's not scary."

"Hello Edward, its a pleasure to meet you. Y/N has spoken about you quite a bit. She seems to be captivated by you." Alfred attempted to speak with Edward but only being met with wide eyes and heavy silence.

"He's had a bad day, it's probably better if we just get settled in first." You explain to Alfred whilst comfortingly running your hand down Edwards back.

~~

As Edward placed his things on the table, you came up behind him and cuddled him from behind.

"I'm sorry." You kissed his shoulder, neck and cheeks.

"I... I just want to go to bed." He turned to face you, "I'm tired."

You nod and lead him to the bed. You snuggle in beside him, laying on your side. You gently tuck a stray piece of hair behind his ear.

"I love you." You softly kiss his head before he hides his head into your chest, you wrapped your arms around his torso and intertwined your legs with his.

"I love you too." He sighed happily, fully believing, at least for a moment, that he had found home

Pt7

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This wasn’t the first time he’s offered it to you, and it was never pressuring. He offered because he offered everything to you, and this was just another one of those things. <- why did this make me go all 🥺🥺🥺

You lowered the textbook into your lap, turning to look down at him. His head was on the pillow next to you, eyes boring into yours calmly. <- BABY COW EYES 🥺😭

(more unhinged reactions below the cut lol)

“I just wanna make you feel better, baby, is that so wrong?” <- *nervous laughter* 🫠🫠🫠

“Take it nice and slow, deep breath,” he murmurs, eyes locked on your mouth as you inhale, “hold it, that’s it. Good girl. Now slowly exhale.” <- ………I have never wanted to smoke weed more than I do rn asdlas;dsl'fl

He lifted his mouth an inch just to hook a finger around the gusset and plant an open mouth kiss on the very core of you. He was sweet like that. <- THE SWEETEST 🤤😌🥴

Reaching up with one hand to entwine his fingers with yours and resting it on your tummy, he groaned, almost as if giving you the permission you were waiting for to let go, that it was okay, that he’d take care of you, catch you when you inevitably fall. <- as;lkslf;kd;l please, this image is so beautiful and soft, i love it 😭😭😭

Rydal’s lazy half-smile while watching you only made it worse, knowing he thought you were a lightweight and would definitely tease you about it later. Kissing his way back up your body, pressing his mouth lovingly on your soft parts, he met you at his pillow, smiling down at you prettily. <- this is adorable, I want himmmmmmmmmmmmm

and his teasing the reader at the end about her begging is so cute too ugh, i love them sm 🥺

wonderful work as always, bb, thank you for sharing this 💖💖💖

Sativa

Rydal Keener x f!reader

Part of the Oxford Comma series

Warnings: drug use (weed), studying excessively, oral (f receiving), mentions of p in v sex, baby cow eyes.

Word count: 2.2k

A/N: this took me way longer than I intended to write, it’s been a really difficult time in my mind for me and to those who are waiting for requests / chapters of other fics ily for being patient with me ❤️ huge thanks to my lovely mutuals who helped me, especially @xbellaxcarolinax for reading it over several times 🌹 love you

The room was slowly filling with the distinct smell of marijuana, little puffs of air spilling from Rydal’s lips as he took yet another drag of his joint before he tried to proposition you again.

“Wanna take a break now? It’s not like you can absorb the information by just staring at the textbook. Doesn’t work that way.”

You only sigh in response.

“A little smoke might make all those theories seem a little less… theoretical, yknow?” He laughs at the end of his quip like he finds himself extremely amusing.

“Oh, you think me finally giving in to your bad influence will help me pass this exam? You really think that’s the best way to study right now? Really?”

“Not a bad influence, princess, just wanna help you relax,” Rydal says while pushing your hair over your shoulder from where he was lying on his side next to you.

Smacking his hand away, you huff in annoyance. This wasn’t the first time he’s offered it to you, and it was never pressuring. He offered because he offered everything to you, and this was just another one of those things. You didn’t mind the smell. It was just irritating when you were trying to study and were very clearly stressed.

Rydal had learned these concepts from childhood, the topics of discussion in class were the same ones he’d have with his family at dinner, with his father over drinks at the early age of 14 back when he was obsessed with being just like him. The books on the syllabus were his summer readings as a child, the younger version of him desperate to impress with big words and bigger ideas, learning the hows and why’s of socialism when all his peers were riding their bicycles around the neighborhood. He didn’t have to focus as much as you did at this moment. And right now? Your brain was at its limit, barely digesting the words on the pages in front of you.

You lowered the textbook into your lap, turning to look down at him. His head was on the pillow next to you, eyes boring into yours calmly.

You felt your resolve slipping.

“None of this makes sense anymore.”

“What doesn’t?” He asked quietly, changing his teasing tone to match your somber one.

“It’s like, it’s like I’m reading the same thing over and over but I know—“

“You already know everything, you’re overthinking—“

“No, that’s what you think, but the last time I talked to your dad and he full-on tested me—“

“—wasn’t testing you, it came up organically so that doesn’t count—“

“Yes! Yes, he was! Who casually asks someone what their opinion on direct versus indirect democracies is over lunch? Like, what the fuck was I supposed to say?” Your voice is bordering on shrill, the memory of Lawrence’s unimpressed gaze and your face heating up in embarrassment as you struggled for words flashing through your mind.

“I’m sure he’d love hearing your rehearsed opinion next time. For now, though, I’d love to hear your opinion on something else.”

“Does it have to do with our actual reading material or does it have something to do with getting lost in a cloud of smoke with you?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“I just wanna make you feel better, baby, is that so wrong?” Rydal is looking up at you, unwavering, moving to finger the edge of the sweater you had on before dipping his hand underneath to rest on your back.

Looking at him with those eyes, the intense deep stare he held; his pink lips and their slight upturn, gentle and playful all at once —you made up your mind.

Propping your hand to take the joint from him, he doesn’t give it but instead, he sits up to guide it to your lips himself, his other hand clutching your waist. Rydal rests the tip of it against your lips, his eyes watching the way you wrap them around it delicately and you swear you could see his pupils dilate and hear his breathing slow down.

“Take it nice and slow, deep breath,” he murmurs, eyes locked on your mouth as you inhale, “hold it, that’s it. Good girl. Now slowly exhale.”

You did as you were told, feeling the smoke fill up your lungs and burn slightly as you held it, and then exhaled straight into Rydal’s face.

“Oh god, sorry I didn’t realize how close—“

Before you could finish speaking, he took a deep drag of the joint and hungrily pressed his lips against yours, inadvertently blowing the smoke into your mouth while doing so. You could feel his warm breath mixing with yours, your hearts beating in unison as his lips worked yours. The almost sweet and earthy taste of the weed seeps into your lungs as his tongue claims your mouth. Everything was overwhelming and thrilling and arousing and beautiful and he felt so good right then that you wanted to claw your way into his lap and stay there, burrow into his chest until you were warm and safe.

Rydal would keep you safe, with him. He would.

Pulling apart for air, you don’t remember who moved first but he was tossing your textbook on the floor while you were peeling your sweater off, the room becoming instantly warmer, the need to be closer to him making you antsy. Needy.

The effects of the smoke kicked in sometime between kissing Rydal stupid and him taking off your bottoms, his eyes stripping you faster than his hands could. You were clutching his shoulders, desperate to keep him close especially once the weight settled over you and your limbs felt heavier.

He had to stay close, you couldn’t let him leave you at this moment. Your arousal mixed with the slight paranoia that came with the high resulted in a very strong desire to stay as close as you could to Rydal, needing him more than you could put into words. You hoped he understood from how tight you were holding him, from how much you were whining when he dragged a finger down your soaked panties.

You flopped back against his pillows and despite being naked, you didn’t feel cold, your eyes and nipples pointed to the ceiling as he kissed his way down your tummy. He already laved your breasts with his mouth, the traces of saliva he left behind from wrapping his mouth around your peaks now making them pebble in the evening air. Rydal’s hands were everywhere, his tongue dipping out every few seconds to taste your skin. The effects of the high made you hypersensitive to the maelstrom of sensations, his touches feeling ten times more powerful and intimate than usual.

You didn’t realize it, but you were making all the pretty and perfect noises for him, breathy moans louder than usual while he explored your soft skin, harshly panting and voice wavering on little moans. You were driving him up the wall, his hips softly grinding into his blanket for some relief while he mouthed over the top of your underwear.

Rydal’s mouth wrapped around your clothed clit, letting his drool soak the material until he could suck it and hear your shocked squeal of pleasure. You buried your hands in his soft hair, strands slipping through like gossamer.

He lifted his mouth an inch just to hook a finger around the gusset and plant an open mouth kiss on the very core of you. He was sweet like that.

Apparently, your panties were too much of an obstruction for him as they were ripped from your legs a moment later so that he could spread you open with his fingers. Licking a stripe up your dripping cunt, Rydal dived in, eyes closed, his nose gently nudging your clit while he tongued at your opening. He continued to tongue fuck you, slowly moving in and out of your little hole leaving you gasping and moaning lowly, tugging on his hair. He continued this little routine; licking up your peeled-back core, tonguing inside your cunt, and then to rile you up that much more, he would let his teeth graze your clit.

Rydal’s fingers were stuck gripping your thighs, leaving indents from how tight he had to hold you down just so you’d stop squirming. You were so restless from him edging you, almost cumming several times but he’d pull back, blowing cool air on your core just to take you all the way again. Occasionally, he would moan into you, swirling his tongue around your clit just to suckle on it sweetly as if it were honey he was drinking on. You were whining pathetically as you buck your hips up into his mouth, the synthetic dose of dopamine only serving to heighten your pleasure. Your limbs felt heavy, you could’ve been 10 feet underground, plunged deep within the earth itself, body like lead, and the only thing you could focus on was the way Rydal’s mouth lapped at you, slurping obscenely as he made you choke on a moan.

This time around, he didn’t let up, his tongue working double time as he stared up at you, his hands pushing your thighs further apart to give him the space to fuck you with his tongue with purpose. He was intent on making you cum, fucking finally. You tried to ask, tried to form the words to beg him – maybe you did, maybe you were begging him more than you usually did, maybe that’s why he was finally giving in to you, you really couldn’t remember what you were saying – but it seemed he wasn’t stopping. Reaching up with one hand to entwine his fingers with yours and resting it on your tummy, he groaned, almost as if giving you the permission you were waiting for to let go, that it was okay, that he’d take care of you, catch you when you inevitably fall.

And fall you did. Hard.

Eyes shutting, head thrown back, floating and sinking simultaneously, his mattress was soaked not only with your release but with sweat, your body feeling seven different emotions at once as you finally came into his eagerly awaiting mouth. Rydal was there just as he promised, made you feel good – brilliant, intoxicated, euphoric – true to his word.

The comedown was… interesting.

Rydal was still holding your hand, thumb rubbing the back of your palm while he nuzzled your thigh, resting his head and blinking up at you while you caught your breath. He was a sight to behold, his gorgeous hair mussed from your restless hands, lips shiny and swollen from use and his eyes, so fucking deep and loving and still hungry.

The giggling started, hazy thoughts from the high making it hard to stop, taking the weight off your chest as it continued. Thinking about how you were aggressively pushing his hands away from you just moments before letting you wreck his comforter had you covering your face, releasing another peal of laughter. Rydal’s lazy half-smile while watching you only made it worse, knowing he thought you were a lightweight and would definitely tease you about it later. Kissing his way back up your body, pressing his mouth lovingly on your soft parts, he met you at his pillow, smiling down at you prettily. You sigh after the last little laugh leaves your chest, eyes sparkling up at him and suddenly feeling bashful.

“Never heard you beg so nicely before,” he says, smiling, kissing the corner of your mouth before snickering at your embarrassed groan. “‘Pleasepleaseplease, oh GOD–’”

“Ssshhhhhhutthefuckup oh my god, I did not sound like that,” you shoved your hands on his face, hastily trying to cover his mouth from speaking and imitating you again. Your cheeks burned. You didn’t sound like that, right?

“Mmmph, yeah actually, you’re right. It was much worse,” he managed, despite your fingers slipping into (his?) mouth. After gently removing them, he held them down against the bed before leaning forward to hover right above your lips, “it’s okay, baby, I liked it. Can you do it again for me?”

And then he held your gaze, like a fucking siren, knowing exactly the effect he had on you and your now achingly empty pussy, the muscles clenching around nothing as he let his breath mingle with yours. Rydal didn’t kiss you, just stared at you with his eyelids low waiting for you to beg him.

“Are you gonna let me take care of you? Gonna ask me nicely?” He was so close but kept himself away until the only thing you could focus on was syncing up the movement of your lungs. His denial only made you want him more, desperation bleeding out from you.

“Mhmm,” you whimpered.

“Yeah? That the best you can do?”

“P-please.”

“There it is,” he mumbled, gripping his length in one hand, lining himself up to slowly push himself in, the fat tip of him stealing your breath.

Rydal never got enough of the way your sweet pussy gripped him, and made sure to pull as many soft pleas out of you as he could for the rest of the night.

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Angst

C/W~ Panic Attack

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Edward And Y/N Meet For Coffee

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7

An~ I'm probably about to plunge a knife into your heart if you like this couple. This is your final warning 🥀🖤

<13 Years Ago>

<19 Years Old>

You knew what you had to do. It hurt, it would hurt you both so bad, but it had to be done. You were in love with him, you had been since you met him, dating him was better than anything you could ever imagine, it was perfect, but it had to end.

You didn't want to break up with him, nothing hurt you more, but you were growing up. You knew you'd go to different colleges, your lives would go in different directions, as much as you loved him, you had to let him go.

Edward moved out of the Manor around three months ago into his own apartment so you asked him to meet you for coffee. You threw on a shirt and jeans, without much care as to how you looked, you just wanted it over and done with.

~~

You sat in the booth furthest away from the door and the other customers, knowing Edward prefers to be secluded. You both ordered your drinks when the waiter came by, once they left, you took a deep breath.

"Eddie, I love you." You took his hands in yours gently.

"I love you too." He smiled brightly. It broke your heart.

"Here's your drinks." The waiter interrupted you, you jumped apart.

"Thank you." You smiled politely as they left. Edward took a small sip of his coffee, content smile on his round, beautiful face. You begin to cry.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?" He asks, concerned. He comfortingly runs his hand down your arm, holding your other hand in his reassuring grip.

"Edward..." you choke out, he swiftly leaves his side of the booth to sit beside you.

"I'm right here." He pulls you into his loving hold, letting you cry into his chest whilst rubbing your back soothingly. "I'm right here. Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"

You knew you had to, but you really didn't want to. You loved him, he loved you, look how much he was doing to comfort you, how could you do this to him?

No, it had to be done, you needed time apart. You needed to grow into your own person. Maybe you would find your ways back to each other? But, at least for now, you needed to separate.

"Edward, honey..." you whimpered.

"I'm listening angel." He assured you

"We need to break up." You choke on your tears. He feels his world fall apart, everything goes quiet, the only audible noise is the gradually increasing sound of his heartbeat, getting faster and faster. His breathing becomes unsteady, but maybe he misheard you, please say he misheard you.

"What?" Edward whispers, his breathing irregular.

"I'm so sorry Ed. I'm so sorry." You pull away from him, burying your head into your hands.

"No, no, no, no, no please! Please don't do this. Please I'll do anything." Edwards face is suddenly drenched with his own tears.

"Eddie Baby, I'm so sorry. I think we need to." You attempt to slow your cries long enough to explain, "At least for a while."

"Why? Did I do something wrong?" He whimpers.

"No! No of course not, you're amazing baby. So amazing." You assure him, "Its just, we need some time away from each other to find ourselves as individuals you know?"

Edward shook his head, desperately, "Please, no."

"Edward. Our lives are going in different directions. At least for now, I think it'll be better." You gently touch his shoulder. He sighs, defeated.

"Okay. Fine." He got up out of the booth and practically ran out of the café, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Fluff, Fluff, And More Fluff

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Baby Eddie And Baby Y/N Go On Dates

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5

An~ I'd love to say this is halfway through the series but no, this is a little over a quarter of the way through💀this series is gonna be loooonnngggg, trust me I don't blame you if you choose to dip out. Also this gif... homeboy botta bust😩✋

<16 Years Ago>

<16 Years Old>

<1st Date>

You waited for him patiently, in the most romantic booth, in the fanciest, most expensive restaurant in Gotham. When you looked around, you always saw at least one person giving you a confused look. Probably because you were so young, and sitting alone, but you didn't really care, so long as no old creep came to harass you.

"Hey Y/N." Edward waved nervously before quickly sitting in the booth opposite you. "You, um..." He breathes irregularly, "You look beautiful." He swallows the saliva pooling in his mouth.

You can tell by his body language and lack of eye contact that he's incredibly insecure about how he's dressed. He's wearing the fanciest clothes you gave him all those years ago. They barely fit him anymore, yet he's still trying to look his best for you. You made a mental note to spoil him as much as you could.

"You look beautiful too, Eddie." You smiled sweetly, something about it made him believe you, he breathed out, feeling at ease. You opened the your menus simultaneously. He looked at his apprehensively, you noticed and told him nonchalantly, "Don't worry about the price Ed. I'm spoiling you." causing him to raise his head in suprise.

"Are you sure?" Edward meekly asks, you nod.

"Of course, I love you, and you deserve the best." You gently place your hand on his, offering a reassuring smile, he blushed as soon as you said you loved him, everything else just turns him impossibility redder.

"Thank you, I love you too." He squeeks out the last part, making you giggle quietly.

"You're too adorable Ed." You sigh fondly, "I'm really lucky to have you.".

A few moments later a waitress comes over, asking for your drink orders. You both order politely but before the waitress turns to go, she gives him a quick dirty look. He sinks into the booth, trying to make himself disappear. She was right, everything his head was telling him was true, he didn't deserve you, you were too good for him. Yet here you sat, hand in his, staring at him lovingly.

"Don't worry about anyone else, okay? Just focus on me." You're gentle voice anchors him. He loves you, and miraculously, you love him.

~~

The date continues, you both have a great time, laughing and nervously flirting with each other. When the meals you ordered comes, Eddie's jaw drops at the size of them. Ever since you two became friends, you'd made sure he wasn't hungry. Always sneaking as much food out for him as you could, but never in his life had he had a meal to himself, let alone one this big.

"You okay?" You inquire softly, noticing his shocked expression. He sniffled and wiped his eyes gently.

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay, I'm just... thank you." Edward smiled with wet eyes.

"No need to thank me. I just want you to feel special, I want to spoil you, Baby." You comfort him as you both begin eating

~~

Later that night, you walked home, hand in hand, a comfortable silence falling over you both. Typically, it was extremely dangerous to be outside at night in Gotham, and maybe it was tonight, but you were too immersed in his presence to feel scared.

Once you reached the manor you asked him "Did you want to spend the night?"

He nodded quickly, following you inside.

<2nd Date>

You sat reading in the corner of the library whilst Edward wandered around in pure awe, picking up all the books he could before coming back over to you.

"Y/N!" He was bouncing in excitement "Look how many books are here!" He sat himself down on the couch beside you.

"I'm glad you're happy Ed. You deserve it." You kiss his forehead lovingly.

<3rd Date>

You cuddled Edward in a booth in the ice cream parlor, the sundae you shared slowly melting.

"You're so cute!" Edward whined, his voice sickly sweet, nuzzling his head into your shoulder.

"No, you are!" You returned his honey sweet tone. You can tell you're annoying the other customers with your attitude, but you don't care, all you care about is Edward.

You pick up your spoon, take a big scoop of ice cream and feed him. He sticks his finger into the sundae and pokes your nose.

"No. You are." He kisses your nose softly, when he pulls away you cup his cheeks.

"I love you."

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Hi, hello! I saw that your requests are open and I'd like to ask if you'd be willing to write something corny about Klitz and a tomboy reader who's new at the school? Thank you and have a nice day/night!

A/N~ Omggggggg of courseeeee!!!!!! Love Klitz and this idea is so freaking cuteeeeee!!!!! Thanks for the request!! This is my firstttt!! I hope I don't disappoint you <3 Sorry this is ultra cliché but it's all that came to me. Also, look how pretty he isssssss!!! Love him. Forever.

Klitz x F!'Tomboy'!Reader Headcanons

Fluffy fluffy Goodness!

C/W~ Sexual Comments

The first thing that came to mind was trying to get this skinny and scrawny lil guy to work out with you and that's so adorable to me

Like, hiking with the poor boy, one step up the hill and he's already exhausted

Drinking all the water you two brought 5 minutes in

Literally me 💀

Or playing basketball in gym class together, you getting the ball in the hoop flawlessly over and over again and he just hits the wall

Across the room 💀

You being on the school sports teams and him always being your no.1 supporter

Showing up with your number on his jacket or smg

Screaming your name whenever you need support mid-game or you just scored a goal or executed a cool move

He's such a simp for your muscles I just know it.

Wants you to crush his head between your thighs

And smoosh his face into your boobas, big or small, all boobies are perfect in his eyes

And he's rightttttttttt

I just imagine him pushing, pressing or just rubbing your abs, arms, calfs

Fucking simp

Buttttttttt alsoooo, playing video games with himmmmmmmm ❤ ❤

Buying all the newest games and playing them together.

Making pillow forts, filled with blankets, snacks and sodas.

Sitting inside them playing multi-players

Either just together, you showing of your video game prowess

Or with Matt and Eli on call, Eli teasing Klitz every time he compliments you because, as previously mentioned

He's a massive simp ❤ 💖 💗

And in loveeeeeeeee 💕 💞

Imagine stealing his clothes

Or exchanging clothes

Like staying at his house one night and the next day

Whoops you've got his shirt on

And he's got your sweatpants on

Ugh, well, to late to change now might as well wear each others clothes

wHaT aN iNcOnVeNiEnCe!!!

WhAtEvEr ShAlL wE dO?!?!

Ohhhhh alsooooo going clothes shopping with each other

Choosing ugly outfits for the other which backfire cus obviously he looks great in everything

So do you bbygrl 💖

Overall Klitz is the sweetest lil cinnamon roll boyfriend whomst deserves the whole world

And oddly enough you are his whole world 💕 💞

Maximum Simpage <3

I really hope your happy with this!!!

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Through The Years

Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader

Angst

C/W~ Mentions Of Child Abuse, Violence, Very Light Nsfw Mention

Diversion From Canon

Summary~ Edward Burns The Orphanage Down

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8

An~ Eddie's first crime🥺 this is short, deal with it. Sorry to pile onto your heartbreak... Welp 'ere ya' go! Not sure if this is how it happened but that's why I add 💫diversion from canon💫 half way checkpoint! Let's fuckin go dudes

<10 Years Ago>

<22 Years Old>

Ever since Y/N left him, Edward only got worse. His already tormented mind became even more damaged as he was left alone to repair the heart she ripped from his chest, like it was nothing, like he was nothing.

Edward felt his blood begin to boil and his heart begin to hurt. Three years ago she left him and three years ago he changed. Edward could never go back to who he was before, that sweet, innocent boy she met at the orphanage was gone now, completely replaced by this fucked up mess of broken parts.

He'd known heaven around her, and he'd known hell since she left. But he could never hate her. Even if he tried, his heart still beats for her. Now wasn't the time to think of her. Edward had an orphanage to burn.

He held no grievances towards the other orphans, but the 'carers' had hurt him and the other orphans far too many times to live. Whilst living in the orphanage he came up with a plan to burn it down. He memorised the floor plan and the easiest route to get him in and out as fast as he could.

Overtime, the gaps in the fence had grown wider with him. Edward brushed his fingertips against the bars, smiling fondly at all the beautiful memories with her, suddenly the black of night became the bright days she brought, even when it rained it felt like the sun came out, just for her and him. He tightly wrapped his fist around the bars filled with determination. He'd get her back, he had to.

Edward squeezed himself through the fence easily, he'd done it so often since that first day in the forest with you that it was simply muscle memory. He found the open window to the always unoccupied interview room and claimed inside quietly. Hardly any kids got adopted in the orphanages heyday, but since the Waynes died nobody got adopted.

There was only one good thing that came from the Waynes. He'll get her back, he needs h-

No. He needs to stay focused. He can't get distracted now, he's so close.

He exited the room and swiftly made his way towards the caretakers quarters. Once he found them he quietly moved all the furniture he could in front of their door. Locking them in.

She used to do that. When she wanted to close her room off and give them privacy. When they wanted to go further than the innocent cuddling they often did. When she wanted to tear his clothes of and make him submit. When she pushed him onto her bed. When she kissed his sensitive spots. When she ran her hand along his chest. When she trailed her other hand lower. When she began-

Stay focused. He had to remind himself. Think of her later.

He shook his head to clear it, taking a deep breath to anchor himself. He doused the furniture in the lighterfluid, it was the last place that he needed to drench in the flammable liquid, he'd already trailed it everywhere else necessary. This was the most important place. He needed these evil people to suffer. They needed to burn.

Edward took the lighter and the kindling from his pocket.

Then set the place ablaze.

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Femboy!Edward Nashton x F!Reader Headcanons

Fluffy, Fluffy Goodness

AN~ This is for me. Nobody else read this💀 I'm such a simp for this sweet lil bby meow meow, I want to love and cherish this lil incel. Please consider this an apology for the Jay one-shot💀 ~

This precious lil bby boy❤💕💖🥺

You cannot tell me he isn't a femboy,

At least a LITTLE bit

K so like, imagine painting each others nails ❤💖🥺😭💕

Having a nice, peaceful, quiet afternoon together

Softly painting his nails a dark green, drawing the Riddler symbol on some with white

Adding red spats on others💀

Him trying his best with whatever design you gave him but not doing very good due to his shaky hands

(I headcanon he has very shaky hands, especially when working with small, delicate objects)

When he finishes he looks to you for approval

Praise kink alert💀😭💕

You give him your biggest smile

And kiss his forehead 😭😭💕💕

And tell him your proud of him💕💖💖😭

He's close to tears honestly

He just loves you so much and you're so nice to him and you love him too, he can't handle it 😭💕💖😭💕❤❤🥺🥺💕

Moving on💀

Playing with each others hair is a mustttttttt

Relaxing on the couch, cuddling, with his fingers combing through your hair🥺

So soft, so gentle 🥺💕❤

You could put ribbons and bows in his hair💖💖😭😭

Comb his hair out of his eyes and clip a bow to the top of his head

Tie thin ribbons around pieces of hair

And his lil smile😭😭

He so happy with you😭💖❤💕❤💖😭❤💕🥺💕💖💖❤💕

IMAGINEEEeeee doing each others makeup 💕❤😭😭🥺💖❤🥺❤💕😭

You take his glasses off and do his eye makeup

Being as gentle as possible, carefully putting the prettiest greens in the eyeshadow palette on him

Putting the best mascara and eyeliner on him

Lipstick for him is either light pinks and nudes or the most vibrant, outlandish colours, no in-between

You make him feel so beautiful 😭💕❤💕

When he does your make up, he's probably going to experiment as much as he can, because he's new to makeup and loves trying new things

You're going to have the the widest, craziest designs and colours all over your face

And still look amazing bbygorl ;)

GOING DRess shopping wiTH HIMMMMMMMM 💕❤😭😭😭😭😭❤💕

Him being all shy and embarrassed in the dress store

You comfort him, letting him know it's okay to be himself

You both pick out dresses for each other

Going into separate changing rooms and coming out all dressed up, performing cute little fashion shows for each other😭👍💕

You both buy the other the dress they liked most💕💕

He used to be too embarrassed to be himself, now, with you, he's less ashamed of who he is

Not completely secure, but making progress.

Such a sweetheart. Protect him with your life.💕💖

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