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imbadatwrighting · 5 months

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Sneaky Cat

Requested

I was going to write this as a songfic but changed my mind last minute so it took a little longer than expected. Anyways to the person who asked for this I had to smush some things together I hope that’s alright and the smut lowkey ain’t dat great. Also just started watch future man…do what you want with that information

Pairing: Selina Kyle x Male reader

Tags: NSFW 18+ at the end, sex with plot? (Idk I’ve never read a post with that), Wayne!reader, adopted!reader, sweet!reader, fluff, smut, Bruce and reader having tension, no use of Y/n, 2nd pov, soft dom!reader, brother issues, lowkey rushed to the sex half way through, oral (reader giving), unprotected sex, cream pie, missionary , prolly a lot of spelling errors

“Selina! Have you seen my tie?” Your voice boomed across the whole second floor of the house unintentionally.

“This tie?” your girlfriend of two years asked, holding up a gold tie. She leaned against the door frame staring at you with her classic cat eyes.

A smile plastered on your face, walking towards her. “This is why I love you,” you grinned, reaching down to plant a kiss on her lips and grab the tie.

You could feel the smirk she made through the kiss before breaking it off. “No other reasons?” she asked, a devious smile on her face.

You walked back to your mirror, staring at her through it while you put your tie on. “Not any I can remember I’m afraid.”

She swayed closer to you, wrapping her hands around your waist and maneuvering her head to be beside your shoulder. “That’s too bad. Here I was thinking you loved me for my brilliant ideas,” she pouted before hiding her mouth with your shoulder so you couldn’t see her smile.

A small groan left your lips as you ran your hands through your hair. “I wouldn’t say making me go to this gala was a good idea.”

“You own the most stocks and are a co-owner of Wayne Enterprises, I’m afraid you have to go.”

You turned around to face her, slowly wrapping your arms around her waist. Her hands moved up to your chest, smoothing out a wrinkle. “You only want me to go so you can steal valuables from the guests, my dearest.”

Selina huffed before turning away towards the door. Her hips swayed as she walked away. “Let’s not leave Alfred waiting much longer mi amor,” she grinned.

You stood still for a moment, unsure of what you heard was right. You ran towards Selina, observing her eyes for any sense of sarcasm or lying.

“Do not tell me Bruce will be there too,” you spoke slowly, walking down the steps of your mansion with Selina. The sounds of heeled shoes hitting marble, echoed in the area.

“If I remember correctly, your parents gave Wayne Enterprises to both you and Bruce and he still plays apart in it,” she replied hastily, not caring enough to make eye contact.

“When he’s not playing good guy in his bat costume, sure, but all he cares about is fighting crime over and over again, he cares little about what happens to Wayne Enterprises or even me!”

“If I remember correctly you fight crime too.” Selina walked faster, reaching the first floor before you, grabbing a necklace on the marble counter.

She stared at the black diamonds shinning under the light, eventually moving her hand with the necklace towards you, gesturing you to put it on her.

You sighed, grabbing the necklace. “When I was with his all I did was stare at the computers in his little cave.”

“You still do,” Selina hummed.

“That different,” you grumbled. “When I was working with him, no one even knew my name or I was a vigilante at all. You had no idea who Umbra Mortis was after I told you. Or that I was his brother.”

“I do now. People know who Umbra Mortis is now.” Selina turned to face your towering figure after felling the necklace be latched on.

“They still don’t know I’m his brother. He refuses to tell people I’m his brother because I was adopted.”

“That’s not true,” Selina said, following you out the door.

“How’d you know? You ask him?” You smirked.

“Maybe,” Selina replied, before grabbing you arm, only being a couple feet away from the limo containing your brother and his butler. “Listen be nice to him and you might even get a special treat,” she grinned, pulling you down into a kiss.

It felt longer that it was but you savored every second of it. You observed the taste of cherries that presented itself onto your tongue.

You hummed as she broke away from the the kiss slowly. You wished you didn’t have to go to the gala, instead staying home with Selina watching her favorite movie in bed.

You opened the door of the limo, letting Selina get in before you while you held the door. You could hear pleasantries given from where you stood as you desperately wished you would have to get in the limo with you older brother.

You could feel your brothers gaze on you as you entered the limo.

“Greeting Master Wayne,” Alfred nodded, quickly driving off. You smiled at the man, he always had called you by your last name since you could remember. It wasn’t that you weren’t close to him, he just wanted to always show his upmost respect towards you.

“Brother,” Bruce greeted. It didn’t seem like the type of greeting you would give your brother, more like a greeting to a stranger.

A curt nod was given to Bruce as you intertwined your hand with Selina’s soft hands. Your fingers played with her rings that she stole from multiple museums.

“I haven’t seen you in a while,” Bruce brought up, eyes still trained on your figure. Your eyes broke away from Selina’s perfect figure.

“Whose fault was that?” you murmured, rolling your eyes. Selina’s heeled foot quickly hit your leg in annoyance. Your eyes quickly looked over to your girlfriend before moving back to look at Bruce.

Bruce paid no mind to your comment. “I see,” he commented, not saying anything else.

A wave of awkwardness took over the limo as the two brothers or interact with each other, or at least one of them did.

“Talk to him, querido,” Selina whispered in your ear, running her nails down your suit.

You rolled your eyes not looking at your girlfriend. “What are you doing here Bruce?” you say bluntly, being forced to say something.

“I’m going to a gala, brother. It’s good for my image.”

“Alfred making you go?”

“It seems you know me too well brother.”

You hummed. “Well, after having to be around you, most of my life, it seems I have to. If not, I might have become a worse brother than you.”

Selena scoff at you as Bruce squinted his eyes. “I gave you no reason to say I am a bad brother.”

An irked expression fell on your face as you glared lightly at your brother. “You have multiple recent to being a bad brother! You left me on a mountain by myself, at fifteen!”

An annoyed expression fell on Bruce’s face. “How many times do I have to tell you it was an accident, I thought you already left,” he said, fingers massaging his temple.

“How am I supposed to believe that when just an hour before you were screaming at me and wishing I wasn’t in your life,” you glared, feeling Selena’s hands down your back and comfort and also as a warning.

“Boys, enough of this, we’re already at this gala so pretend you like each other,” Selina smirked, an obvious fake smile before elegantly getting out of the limo.

You spared Bruce no mind as you got out after your girlfriend, you hand finding the perfect resting spot on her waist.

“Just talking to me and a couple guests won’t get anything you’re hoping for tonight,” she whispered, slowly pushing your arms off her waist, a smile still on her face. “Talk to Bruce or you’re getting nothing tonight.”

With that same grinning smile she walked off, most likely towards the bar full of drunk old fish man with pockets full of money.

With a sigh you slowed your walking, letting Bruce catch up to you. “My apologies for my inappropriate acts Bruce.”

“Don’t act like that,” he said, talking in a whisper, occasionally nodding his head at a couple men and woman.

“Act like what?” you ask.

“Like we’re not brothers. You haven’t talked to me like a brother since you were fifteen.”

“You throw me in the side Bruce, you always have. I had no reason to treat you like a brother when you were too busy to acknowledge me.”

Bruce looks at you with an unreadable expression on his face before taking a deep breath.

You went to scoff before he spoke up. “I’m sorry,” he said is a hushed voice. It almost made you stop in your tracks. Not once has your brother ever apologized to you. Not when he pushed you down the stairs, or when he played a mean April fools day prank on you.

You stayed silent for a minute smiling when contractors and other business partners walked by.

You didn’t care about them at the moment, your first thought was on your brother. Then of course Selina forty feet away at the bar.

“I’m sorry as well… brother,” you spoke, slowly walking away from Bruce towards Selina.

“I talked to him and even said sorry,” you smile, hand going up to her shoulders.

She turned around staring up into your eyes. “Considering Bruce looks like a kicked puppy I would say you did it like you were supposed to.”

You frowned at her words. “Listen it’s the best you’re going to get out of me tonight, now can we just go home?”

Selina digs a gold watch out of her purse, looking at the time. “We’ve been here for no more than ten minutes so unfortunately not mi amor.”

“You’re just being mean at this point,” you groan walking to wherever Selina sways to.

“At least an hour then we can leave,” she smirks pulling you to the dance floor. “For now, we dance.” She puts one arm around your neck and the other into your hand and she waltz’s to the relaxing music.

Your eyes met her sparkling black ones as waves of emotion overflowed your body. She made you fall in love with her every day.

“I can’t stay here Selina,” you growled in her ear.

She paid no mind to you as she twirled and danced. She was enjoying this and you both knew it.

“Selina,” you growled once again. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest.

“I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait. I’m not going home because you’re horny.”

Your hand traveled down her waist, lightly grazing her ass. Her subtly eyed you, eyes narrowing down. “Relax my love, no one is watching,” you whispered, softly biting her ear as you leaned down.

You could feel Selina get hotter as you continued to dance on the dance floor. Your thoughts were not on Bruce nor anyone else but Selina. You didn’t care about anything except Selina.

“You’re playing a dirty game baby,” Selina murmured in your ear, hands gripping your body.

“I wouldn’t have to if we left.”

Selina stayed silent once more, like she was contemplating the answer she would choose. “…fine,” she murmured.

A grin fell on your face before you dragged her out of the gala, you opened the door of a rentable limo. You didn’t have to say any words to the man. Almost everyone in Gotham knew where you lived. It was hard to miss it.

Selina sat down close to you, kissing your neck. You exhaled a breath, holding her waist. “If you keep it up, I’m going to get a boner before we get home,” you groan.

She seemed to only hum and that, keeping up with the original pace.

The drive home seemed longer than anything before. It felt like the limo driver was going slower on purpose. Selina didn’t let it stop her as she spread hickeys all over your neck.

The white limo stopped at the entrance to your mansion. Selina and you quickly rushed out, leaving behind cash for the driver. Poor man must have been a little traumatized.

You pushed Selina through the door into your room. Her hot breath could be felt on your face.

You unzipped her black dress before she reach for her necklace. “No,” you breathed out. “Keep it on.”

You could feel her lightly moan against your neck as you removed your tie and shirt.

You hoisted Selina up before gently throwing her on the bed.

“Fuck,” you moaned out. Crawling on the bed to be face to face with your girlfriend. “You’re so hot baby.”

Her hands reached up to your neck, pulling you down into her. The kiss was sloppy; full of lust. Her legs wrapped around your unclothed waist.

You head traveled down kisses her neck towards her tits. She grabbed onto your hair as you left a trail of kisses to her clit.

Your hot breath only made her wetter. You licked her clit slowly before making eye contact with her. She let out a breathy moan as you stared her down. Your mouth latched onto her clit sucking and licking like a mad man.

“Fuck,” she moaned, gripping your hair harder. You let out a quick sound before resuming your task.

“God I love your pussy,” you rasped, sticking two fingers into her drenched hole. Her shaky legs wrapped around your head.

Your fingers thrusted in and out of her as your teeth lightly grazed her clit. She could feel her orgasm already coming. “Baby,” she groaned, quickly tapping your head. You removed your mouth from her wet clit as you looked up at her.

“I need it in me,” she whispered, almost like she was embarrassed. She could hear you undoing your zipper as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

Her legs released you from her grip as she pulled you up to be face to face with her. She could feel your hard cock rubbing against her clit. A soft moan came out of her as her arms wrapped around your neck.

“I’ve wanted you all day, baby,” you groan, lips attacking her own as you slowly entered her wet pussy.

“I know,” she smirked out before moaning loudly as you thrusted in and out of her. “God, I forgot how big you were.”

Your arm traveled down to her waist giving you a better angle to thrust into her. “You’re so tight, honey,” you breath out, hair falling down on your eyes.

Nails grazed down your back as you thrusted harder into your girlfriend. Her girlfriend arched your back letting out a whimper. “I’m close baby,” she whimpered feeling her orgasm about to come.

“Just a little more. You can hold out baby,” you grunted, pounding into her at an inhuman pace. Your cock overwhelming her senses.

Her legs shook as her head turned to the side, giving you a better view of her neck. “I’m close, I’m so fucking close,” she panted.

Your hand gripped her waist tighter, feeling her slowly get tighter. “Let go baby,” you muttered, feeling your release about to come.

A high pitched moan left your girlfriend as her pussy tightened around you and legs vibrated rapidly. You gave a few more quick thrusts before coming inside her.

Your moved you hand to move your girlfriend face towards you. Her fucked out eyes looked at you as she panted hard.

You slowly pulled out of her before kissing the top of her head. “I love you,” you sighed, getting up to clean her up.

“Bath or no bath?” you asked, grabbing a hand towel from the bathroom.

“No bath,” she grinned weakly, pulling you towards her. “Just want you.”

“You got me baby,” you smirked, handing her one of your comfy shirts after cleaning her up the best you could.

She slipped on your shirt, it draped over her figure as she huddled towards your figure getting in bed.

You looked at the shirt, too big for your girlfriend. “God just looking at you turns me on.” You kissed your smiling girlfriend.

“You’re handling that issue yourself.”

You smiled harder at her. You didn’t care about Bruce in the moment or fighting crime, just caring about marrying the girl laying next to you.

#selina kyle #x male reader #x reader #dc x male reader #dc x reader #male reader #selina kyle x male reader #selina kyle x reader #wayne!reader #smut #top male reader #top reader

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imbadatwrighting · 7 months

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I know I haven’t updated in a while, I’m going on a break there’s been some family stuff I’ll update again soon! :)

#imbadatwrighting #update

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imbadatwrighting · 9 months

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thank you so much for writing my request 😭

Nah thank you for requestin’ it, I loved writing that request honestly <333

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imbadatwrighting · 9 months

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hi um

could i get this prompt “Haha! You think I love you? That’s pathetic.” with dick grayson x GN! reader

got prompt from here

I tried to let my inner demons come out in this one 😈 when I finished I felt like it was only mild angst so idk how y’all will feel about this

Pairing: Dick Grayson x gn!reader

Tags: angst, depression, mentions of alcohol poisoning, alcoholism, no use on “Y/n”, alcoholic!reader, fights, drunk!reader, cut on foot, blood, reader being called ‘baby’, forgetful!reader, mentions of death, lowkey kinda crappy, kinda toxic behavior

wc: idk I’ll figure it out later

Prompt: “haha! you think i love you? that’s pathetic.”

Dick knew something was wrong. More wrong than the usual. You never shut him out before. Never.

Sure you had your downs like when you had a bad day at work. But you always made sure to communicate with Dick in order to prevent something you’d regret immediately.

So why weren’t you doing that now?

Instead you were in your room staring at the empty bottles across your floor. What were you doing? Your brain felt fuzzy and calm, yet it also wasn’t. The only thing you could properly understand is trying not to throw up.

You didn’t hear the front door slam shut nor the sounds of footsteps, but you could clearly hear the voice downstairs calling out your name. No matter how much you tried to block it out, you just couldn’t.

Sometimes you really regretted letting Dick get rid of your heroin.

You wanted to be left alone, but it didn’t seem like your boyfriend wanted the same thing.

Your bedroom door opened slowly. You looked up making direct eye contact with your boyfriend. You let out a groan.

“Baby? What happened? Why didn’t you call me?” he asked, crouched down to look you in the face. His voice was filled with a mix of concern and anger but it sounded so angelic. You wanted to listen to him talk on repeat. That made you feel sick. You tried your hardest not to roll your eyes.

Wait…why did you feel sick? You couldn’t remember. That was the joy of alcohol, you had no fucking idea what was going on. You felt like you could actually forget about the deaths you witnessed. Except no matter what you couldn’t, your drunk self just had to deal with it instead.

“Go away,” you slurred out, trying to stand without falling on your ass.

“You look like you’re going to pass out so I’m not going away,” he hissed, standing up to his full height.

He reached out at your swaying form trying to keep you balanced. Dick forced himself to let out a deep breath. Being mad would just be bad for both of you.

“Come on, I think you should go to the hospital. I’m worried you might have alcohol poisoning,” he sighed trying to pull you out of the room.

You pushed him away, stumbling into a broken piece of glass lodged into the bottom of your foot. “I don’t have alcohol poisoning, Dick.”

“I’ve been to enough clubs to know when someone has alcohol poisoning. Besides look at your foot, that needs stitches.”

You glanced down at your foot noticing it’s bloody appearance. When did that happen? You had no clue.

“That’s nothing,” you said lifting your foot up. You looked at the glass shard in your foot before roughly pulling it out, watching the blood shoot out. It was…hypnotizing.

Dick grimaced but didn’t say anything about it. “Why didn’t you call me? I could have helped you,” he sighed.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Your voice sounding more sober than previously.

"We have to talk about it! You’re shutting me out! It’ll only get worse, I just want to help," he groaned.

Your eyes drifted towards Dick. “You’re cheating on me. That’s my reason Dick!”

Was he? That’s why you’re mad at him, right?

Your boyfriend froze, his eyebrows furrowing. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m not cheating on you.”

“Don’t fucking lie to my face Dick, I’m not oblivious,” you scoff. “I hate liars and cheaters making you look very bad right now.”

Dick stared at your facial expressions. Your eyes were moving quickly, looking at whatever they could. Your mouth was barely open as you were huffing air like you ran out of oxygen.

You’ve been mad before at Dick, but not like this. You weren’t blushing with rage or were your eyes filled with tears waiting to leave. No. That never came and Dick wasn’t exactly sure that was a good thing.

Dick let out a deep sigh trying to remain calm. This was all just a misunderstanding, that’s all. Just a big misunderstanding.

“Listen to me, I’m not cheating on you, I’ve never cheated and never will,” he spoke trying to keep his voice down, but the thought of you believing that he would cheat made him want to burst.

You remained quiet for a moment, calming yourself down. “Why should I trust you?”

“You trusted me before, I see no reason why you can’t now,” he huffed. His anger was getting to him. All he wanted was to lay in bed with you and forget the problems of the world, yet here he was.

Your slurred laugh reverberated off the walls of your room. "When did I ever say I trusted you?"

Dick's hands balled up into fists. “Let’s just calm down, ok? I’ll clean your foot, we won’t go to the hospital, I swear.”

“No, Dick. Not till you tell me. When the fuck did I say I ever trusted you? Because honestly the way you eye fuck Starfire I don’t think I would’ve ever said that,” you growled. You saw the way he looked at Starfire, or was he looking at you?

"When you told me you loved—and always will love—me," he responded, ignoring the rest of what you said.

God, you seriously thought you were going to throw up.

A sloppy grin formed on your face. "Haha!" you slurred, "You think I love you? That's pathetic."

Dick's hands unclenched and his breath went ragged. His eyes remained on your figure watching the smile leave your face as you stared back at him.

Your face was calm, like you didn’t even think about regretting anything you said. But on the inside you were panicking, not that you would show it.

When did you ever say you needed Dick anyways?

God, if anyone else said that to him, Dick wouldn’t even consider staying with them, but you’ve always been different in Dick’s eyes.

“You’re drunk,” he muttered out.

“So?” you laughed, “I’m honest when I’m drunk.” No you weren’t. Yet you watched as Dick hesitantly walked out your bedroom door.

You walked after him grabbing him by the wrist. “Where the hell are you going? I should be walking away not you!” you screamed.

Dick twisted his arm out of your grip. "I thought you got your shit together," he hissed, walking through your front door and slamming it shut.

He knew he would be back, he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t leave you.

But you just stared at the door before shrugging. What did you do?

You couldn’t remember.

#x male reader #x reader #gender neutral reader #dick Grayson #dc x male reader #dc x reader #dick grayson x gender neutral reader #dick grayson x gn!reader #dick grayson x male reader #angst #dick grayson x fem reader #mild angst

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imbadatwrighting · 9 months

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could I request platonic Achilles and Patroclus with a very cheerful and sweet g/n child reader? like all around reader is very sunshiney and bby vibes

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THEM THANK YOU ANON!! This is TSOA Universe not based on the Iliad or anything

Also I’m in the middle of writing the outsiders headcannons anyone wanna see that???

Achilles & Patroclus + a cheerful gn! child reader

I'm writing this Pre!Trojan War because there is no way they would let you come with them

It really doesn't matter whether you're a servant, royal, or commoner they are so attached to you

Patroclus met you first when he first exiled and sent to the court of King Peleus of Phthia

You and him were attached at the hip

Or rather you were attached to his back

Wherever he went you tagged along too

Anytime he could he would go to the gardens with you and just watch the birds while laying in the flowers

He always loved to watch you chase after the butterflies

Will read to you before bed

You met Achilles when you walked into his room

Honestly it was concerning how easy it was to get in

You wanted to put flowers on his bed stand, but was instead met with Achilles sitting at the edge of the bed

Not doing anything just straight up staring at nothing

He looked at you and just walked out

Everyone who's a sunshine knows when that happens you just have to get closer to that person

Cue you following Achilles wherever he went

Patroclus was a little concerned over then facts that you were barely hanging out with him and you were following King Peleus' son around like he was your best friend

Cue Achilles and Patroclus becoming best friends

Where they went, you went

You make flower crown for them every Friday

Achilles lets you sit on his shoulders whenever you want

They have to drag you away from servants that you keep making conversation with

Achilles is just your guard dog

Someone is making fun of you? Guard dog

You're scared someone would brake into your room? Guard dog

Someone is distracting you from him for too long? Guard dog

Achilles enjoys you pulling on his hair

Not in a kinky way or anything

It's just to him it's a way of comfort

Don't ask him why he doesn't know

They try to keep you out of the loop for what happens in the real world

It doesn't matter whether or not you were introduced to the real world, they're not letting you go back to it

They don't want you to lose your bright personality

Patroclus has thrown hands over you lets be honest here

He would kill anyone for you

Achilles would as well (obviously)

Honestly they’re borderline yandere ngl

Achilles/Patroclus (depending on your hair color) dyed a strand of their hair your hair color

Achilles takes you to the beach whenever he can but never introduces you to his mother

Tag everyday

And hide and seek

They bring your favorite snack wherever they go incase you get hungry

Once a prince started making fun of you he wasn’t seen again

I wonder what happened…

Looking at sunsets with Patroclus

Achilles and Patroclus getting stressed out over the littlest things

Once you tripped and got a scraped knee and Achilles almost had a panic attack

Sleeping in Achilles bed at least once a week

Dancing for Achilles when he’s in a bad mood

They will do anything in their power to boost your mood if your sad

They hate whenever that happens

Will gladly embarrass themselves for you anytime and anywhere

Patroclus picks flowers with you and tells you the meaning of them

They both love you so much and view you as their own child

#x reader #x child reader #x Child!reader #child!reader #the song of achilles #achilles #tsoa #Patroclus #tsoa x Reader #Achilles x Child!reader #Patroclus x Child!reader

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imbadatwrighting · 9 months

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Charlie Babbitt is so babygirl. Idk what y’all say it’s the truth 🤷‍♀️

#Charlie Babbitt #rain man #I love young Tom Cruise #Babygirl #I don’t know whether I wanna be Charlie Babbitt’s sister or girlfriend #Give me a chance #x reader #tom cruise

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imbadatwrighting · 10 months

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Could i get a ryou bakura, y.bakura, yugi, atem, joey and marik(not y.marik) x fem reader(separate of course) when the reader who is not in a relationship with them decides to crawl into bed with them during a sleep over due to not being able to sleep and they both have major crushes on each other but they get overly flustered when they wake up to reader cuddled up to their chest

I just thought this was a really cute idea and haven’t seen anyone do this

Ofc I’ll be happy to do that <3 the only thing is imma change it to gender neutral

I literally love this though

Yugioh boys with an unexpected cuddle buddy

Tags (is that what you call them?? Idk) : gn reader, tired reader, super super short, idk what else to add mb

Joey Wheeler

Listen, I'm not saying he screamed but I'm not saying he didn't scream either

He was so confused

Moves around a lot in bed so when he woke up he was resting his head on your thighs

Refuses to tell anyone about it but is always thinking about it

If you're with him right before he falls asleep, he's super fun

Until he randomly passes out but still

A super big snorer

Like he literally sounds like a car alarm

Super warm on some night but then on other nights feels like an icicle

Yugi Muto

Cutie woke up as soon as you hopped into his bed

Thought you just got into the wrong bed

tried to tell you that but you just screamed and threw a pillow at him

When you told him you wanted to sleep in his bed he offered to sleep somewhere else but you then told him you wanted to sleep with him

Got all red

Joey was still up and overheard it so he thought you two were going to have sex

Told everyone the next day

Anyways

He was very stiff in the beginning but once he fell asleep he was super comfy

Asked you on a date the next day

Yami Yugi

Like Yugi he woke up as soon as you got into his bed

Except with him he didn't say anything to you

Put an arm around you

Let you cuddle up against him

Was so cold that it evened out the warm blankets which is weird considering that in the day he's super hot

escpecially his hands but not like sweaty hot

Didn't say anything about it the next day but couldn't get it out of his head

Lets you come into his bed as much as you want

Bakura

When he woke up he didn't really notice you at first

Cuddled up to you thinking that you were a pillow and dreamed that the pillow was you

Until his pillow started snoring

Eyes shot wide open and he jumped up

Thought he saw the lights for a moment

He had to hold in a scream while his face became covered in blush. Became a nervous wreck

Woke you up by shaking you while whispering in your ear

You kicked him off his own bed

Not that he cared

Thought he was dreaming but when he found out he wasn't, he went and made you breakfast in bed

Y. Bakura

Literally did not care at all

The only reason that he even thought about it was that you kept stealing his damn blankets

He ended up being the one to start the little cuddle fest

Was pissed that you kept stealing his blankets but he thought that you wouldn't be back so he didn't say anything

Oh how wrong he was

Usually wakes up before you and does his own thing

He honestly considered passing you along

Eventually gave up

A good cuddle when he falls asleep but refuses to be close to you when awake

you being in his bed most nights made him super cocky though

Malik Ishtar

Best cuddles known to man frfr

He didn't technically wake up when you came into his bed but he somehow knew that you did

Super chill about it in the morning

Unless you brought it up, he didn't

Said that you could come over anytime you wanted to

Wrote about it in his diary

It's his favorite part of the day

Always smiles and looks forward to you coming over

you two got together after a couple more nights of you staying in his bed

Brags about it with people he's close to

Always ends up with him on your chest or the other way around, no matter what

Bonus

I’m in love with her frfr

Mai Valentine

Already knew you were coming

Don't ask how she just did

If you come before she falls asleep then be prepared to be forced to do face masks, no matter how tired you are and listen to her talk shit about other people

If you come after she falls asleep then prepare to have her involuntary push your head into her chest

Warm cuddle buddy but her room in always cold so it doesn't really matter

Sleeps in so if you don't then be prepared for you to be stuck in her arms for a couple hours

Smirks whenever she wakes up and you start blushing

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imbadatwrighting · 10 months

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ARTISTS ARE ATTRACTIVE

SUMMARY: Tim Drake was never know for being the most attractive brother, but you always found a way to make him think he was…even if you did it in a unusual way with your weird staring problem.

WARNINGS: Artists are attractive troupe, hinted that reader can be mean to others, hinted autistic reader, Tim Drake in love, gn!reader, masc! Reader, reader being called “boyfriend”, blunt!reader, crappy writing bc I wrote this half asleep, reader wearing a tie, ooc Tim, short

PAIRINGS: Tim Drake/Reader

Tim Drake had a lot of things: brothers, computers, coffee. But he only had one boyfriend. A mean yet sweet boyfriend who apparently was having a major staring problem.

It wasn’t hard for Tim to realize you were staring him down from across the couch while he was trying to finish long past due work.

Your eyes seemed to be roaming all over his body as if you were trying to memorize his figure’s pose.

Tim let out an almost inaudible sigh, turning his body to face you. "Can I help you?"

"No,” you breathed out, not removing your gaze from your boyfriend.

"Ok then," Tim whispered, moving his body to fully face his Mac book once again. Sure, he was used to you staring at him almost all day while he talked to his brother or was working, but you never made it this obvious. He was used to you looking away when you suspected that he would turn to look at you. He always found it a cute little quirk of yours, but it just felt different this time. In a good way of course, but still.

Tim took in a deep breath, looking at you from the corner of his eye. He could see the way your finger tapped along the table next to you in a rhythm only known to you and how your hair was slowly falling into your eyes. It didn’t falter your staring problem however.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

You hummed, “looking at you.”

Tim let out another sigh, closing his Mac knowing that he won’t be able to concentrate on it for much longer. He would get back to it later when your asleep or fixating on something else. “I get that.”

“Then why’d you ask?” you questioned.

Your boyfriend made a sound unfamiliar to you. “I meant why are you staring at me?”

“Because I want to remember you.” A look of confusion washed over Tim’s face.

“I have a feeling you won’t be forgetting me soon, unless you know something I don’t.”

“No.”

“No?” he repeated. Usually by now you’d be getting to your point, leaving nothing in the dark. It was like your T.M.I button was disabled. Not like Tim cared, he loved to hear you ramble on about something while he’s doing work, it brings him a peace of mind.

“You look good.”

There it was.

Blush started to form on Tim’s checks along with a small grin. “Do I?” Tim smiled. He noticed the look of pure adoration on your face, it always made him feel good about himself.

“Yes, you look very attractive. I'm trying to enshrine this into my mind to draw later,” you stated like it was nothing. To you isn’t wasn’t, you were just being honest, but to Tim it made him feel butterflies all over again.

He wasn’t used to it. His family never said things like that to him, barely praising anything he did. You didn’t either, not in a bad way, you showed your love in a different way.

“What got you thinking on that?” He assumed it had something to do with his brothers that you talked to earlier this day.

“Your brothers,” you told. Of course it was his brothers. “Damian said that you were a bad muse but I don’t think so. You’re plenty attractive, making you a perfect muse.”

Tim felt like his face was turning into a tomato because of you. Trying his best to ignore it, he looked down at his dirty shoes. They were covered in coffee stains at least a couple weeks old.

“Do you think that the artists are attractive too? Because I think the artist right next to me is very attractive.”

Tim noticed that your fingers stopped tapping on his stained coffee table and you turned yourself to be facing Tim.

His face moved in your direction, blush even more distinguishable.

Your eyes looked almost doe-like when looking at your boyfriend and your lips were pursed in a straight line.

“What? You have anything to say?” Tim asked. His nerves were getting to him. He knew perfectly well he had no reason to feel this but his brain was fighting against it.

“I wouldn’t say all artists are attractive, like Van Gogh! He was labeled as ugly, ungracious, impolite—” you rambled getting cut off by your boyfriend pulling you into a quiet kiss, his warm lips on yours.

Slowly pulling apart, Tim stared at your glistening eyes. “I wasn’t talking about him, I was talking about you.”

“Oh.” Not wanting to mess with whether you get another kiss, you ignored the confused thoughts in your head, leaning back into Tim.

He smiled at the expression on your face. Anyone else would be dead before they saw it, but he wasn’t anyone else. He was the one that could break down your walls like you did to him.

Tim inched away, his hand still gripping onto your tie. It seemed like every time you leaned in, he leaned further away.

“Let me kiss you,” you whined. A bigger grin appeared on your lover’s face.

“I have work to do,” he hummed, fully pulling away from you. You grabbed onto his arm dragging yourself closer to him.

“I’ll make you coffee. The good kind too,” you grinned. Tim faked thinking it through, pushing you gently off the couch.

“Fine, but be quick.”

You laughed, dragging Tim up and to the kitchen while he let out complaints about how he shouldn’t be the one getting up to go to the kitchen.

You pushed him into the counter, lips chasing after his. “You know, the deal was meant for you to make me coffee then we kiss,” he said in between breaks for air.

“That’s stupid. I have stuff to do.”

“Oh yeah that drawing is super important,” he laughed, his tone lost in your ears.

“Exactly,” you huffed, continuing to pepper kisses along Tim’s face and neck. His hands trailed down you arms, enjoying the break your giving him from work.

His artist always knew how to make him feel good.

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