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[lem0nshark-writes]

"Tattoo Session"

Choi Subong "Thanos" x Male Reader

Word count: 3028

Type: fluff

Contents: Thanos a menace, tattooing, drugs, reader being traumatized by Thanos' antics, cringe flirting, it's set before Thanos lost on the rap show, reader is Korean-speaking but no ethnicity/nationality mentioned, English is in bold

A/N: For the wonderful @stinkysam !! ❤❤Go check out their work!! Anyways big thanks to them as a lot of these are their ideas and hcs we discussed, and big thanks to them for writing so many amazing Thanos fics!! If you haven't checked out their work I suggest you go do so right away cus they're sooooo gooooooooddd!!! Anyways, sorry for late update, shit went a bit crazy irl 😅😅 I hope it was worth the wait and I hope y'all are doing great tho!! Also big thanks to all fanartists who drew him with his tattoos!! 😅😅❤❤

Request: "Like we talked, reader is Thanos’ tattoo artist, either for his hand or his back or both. Just yapping and cringe flirting. Thanos trying to get your Bluetooth speaker to play his music ? Maybe reader thinking he’s just a huge marvel nerd at first before getting to know him lmao just cute overall."

Afternoon sun lazily shone through the glass doors of your shop in honeyd rays as your hands tirelessly worked on a drawing in front of you, black and messy from charcoal they swiftly and with precision worked against the paper, chisseling at a sketch for tomorrow customer's new tattoo. Light tunes played in the background drowning out the sound of soft buzzing from a nearby fan placed on a shelf against the wall, blowing away little summer heat that snuck in from the outside every time the door opened. Softly humming the song as your foot tapped along against the frame of your desk you focused on the work ahead. It was a peaceful lazy day in your small shop, no customer has come in yet and you were slowly considering closing for the day once you're done with your drawing even if your shift was not quite over yet, deciding whether you should eat out or cook something quick at home while watching your favourite show.

Approaching commotion in front of your shop brought you back from your thoughts as you looked up towards the big glass doors. A small crowd was gathering in front of your shop, seeming to follow a person they were surrounding, and you weren't quite sure what was going on.

The man that was being surrounded by cute girls and even a couple of guys tried to calm the crowd as they all jumped up and down around him squealing giggling and asking for an autograph or a picture, but he didn't seem to mind all the attention he was getting, smugness and self confidence seemed to be his thing.

" Calm down calm down, everyone will get a picture," he chuckles, signing a few autographs before taking a few photos, making sure everyone gets their turn, flirting along with the girls as he did. Two of them even give him plushies, giggling to themselves when he poses with the stuffed animals for a picture.

He stays for a little while with them, catching a few phone numbers, before telling them he loves them all but has to go and shooing them all on their way, they all pout but quickly smile again checking out their photos and autographs as they all slowly leave in different directions.

Sighing he fidgets around with his necklace, popping something into his mouth afterwards, turning around and finally entering the shop a bit too much like he owns it. Purple hair, colourful nails, yellow oversized t-shirt and baggy shorts, along with those big sneakers, the man shoots you a smile the second he spots you at your desk, making his way towards you.

"Good eveni-" you started, getting up from your seat to greet the tall man.

" My boy, come over here-" he pulls you in into a bro shake before you could even finish greeting him, smudging yourself with charcoal that you were still holding onto across the cheek as he does so bit too suddenly, like you were old friends.

He chuckles at you once he lets go, "you have a little something there, pretty boy" he smirks not hesitating to smudge the black dust off with his thumb, holding a purposefully intense eye contact with you, small smirk curling the corner of his lips. You feel a bit weirded out, was he really trying to pull a romantic comedy move on you??

You stand there bit dumbfounded trying to say something before he starts talking again, "I know you're smitten right now by legend Thanos, we can do a date later, but I'd like a tattoo right now my guy," doing a weird move with his hands as if he did a rap verse, placing the two plushies he previously held onto on your desk without much question.

Trying to process that level of audacity and what you just witnessed you blink a couple of times, scratching the fresh memory right off your brain, "U-Uhm yes sure, of course, what would you like to get-"

"Thanos, here in hangul, make it look cool." He points at his back and strikes a cool pose afterwards, placing his arms on his chest.

"Ohh so you're a big marvel fan, that's cool," you smile, hearing his request but completely missing he introduced himself as Thanos moments ago too, mind already starting to think of the best placement for it.

"That's my stage name baby, I'll kill the world with my rap," he raps the last part going bit crazy with his 'rap hands', smirking smugly as he looks at you, totally thinking he rizzed you up with that.

You chuckle, "will you snap me if I give you a bad tattoo?" you grin at him, going to your desk to get your stencil pen and other supplies so you can get started on figuring out the tattoo.

"You're cute I might give you a pass.. But don't ruin my tattoo," he says the last part seriously, "I need to look good on stage as I win the first place."

"Oh so you're a rapper you say?"

" Oh yea! I'm legend Thanos, I know you've heard of me," he wiggles his eyebrow at you, convinced you're faking you've never heard of him, "You watch the show?"

"U-Uhm not really-"

He tries rapping a couple of his verses not even giving you time to answer properly, doing the full on show like he does on the stage, after each looking at you expectingly like you will remember it but after you keep on saying you have no idea who he is he sighs, "I swear you're joking with me, but don't worry you'll get an autograph nevertheless," he winks at you, "even if you're faking it."

"Mhm," you chuckle a bit and roll your eyes, that man was truly something, "Shall we get started?"

" Oh yeah! " he exclaims, rubbing his hands together. His eyes glance across your shop, spotting the speaker nestled on a shelf, "Wait!"

"Yes?"

"Can you pass the speaker, I'll play you some of my songs! I'm sure you've heard of them," he already goes towards it to fetch it, looking towards you so you give him permission.

"Uhm yeah sure," you say as his hands are already on it and he's connecting it to his phone bluetooth, humming a beat as he nods his head along.

Soon a hard beat starts playing from the speaker and Thanos grabs his phone, using it as a microphone as he starts rapping for you along with the song, moving around you as if he's on stage and you're one of the backup dancers playing the main love interest the song was written for.

You chuckle at him, lowkey enjoying the beat and how hard his rapping went even if the lyrics were a bit sappy. Your grin just making him smirk in victory and giving him wind in the back to continue. The guy was weird as hell but you couldn't lie the antics made you laugh. He was also kinda cute.

After he was done with his little show he posed and wiggled his eyebrow at you with a grin, "Hm? What do you think?"

You chuckled as you gave him a little one man applause, "I can't lie, I'm bit impressed."

He grins happily, ego going through the roof, not that he needed the boost, "I knew it."

"Now can we continue with the tattoo, unless you wanna pull an all nighter," you wiggle the pen in your hand, itching to start sketching.

"Oh I don't mind pulling an all nighter with you," he smirks, winking at you.

You sigh, "I set myself up for that one-"

He chuckles, " Alright lets go, but my music stays on, what you were listening to was lowkey trash-"

You sigh again and roll your eyes at him jokingly, "Yeah yeah sure-" you murmur as he fixes the speaker on your desk and sets up a playlist, before returning to you.

"Could you just take off your shirt so we can get started on the placement first-"

" Ohh easy there boy, didn't know you were fun like that," Thanos smirks at you, teasing tone in his voice, but nevertheless gets on taking off that shirt rather fast, tossing it on a nearby chair without a question.

"So I can start sketching...." you repeat yourself, pronouncing every word pointedly so he gets it, sighing a bit exhaustedly afterwards.

Thanos chuckles, punching your shoulder gently as in it's a joke but it lands harder than you expected, making you let out a yelp nearly dropping your stencil pen, "My goodness.." you let out under your breath.

He stares at you smirking, purposefully standing bit too close as he tries not so subtly to flex for you, holding an intense gaze with your own eyes, just now realizing his weren't black just extremely dilated, that explains it, " Like whacha see boy? "

You sigh at his yet another attempt at flirting, "Can you turn around please?" 'This is gonna be a long one.'

He chuckles, turning around swiftly on his heel and stopping once his back is facing you, flexing again unprompted.

You roll your eyes, he's really relentless.

Popping your sharpie open you start to work on the placement, or rather try to, as Thanos keeps moving his body to the rhythm of the track that was playing on the speaker, seeming as if he forgot what he's doing.

"Uhm can you please stay still?"

"Oh yeah, sorry," he lets out, but not even a minute passes by and he's nodding his head again. You huff to yourself but try your best to finish the sketch, hoping the tattooing stage goes a bit, well, smoother.

Once done, you let him check it out in the mirror, seeing his grin grow as he flexes his back in it, hugging you tightly afterwards and smushing your face into his bare chest as he lifts you off the ground, " I love it!! "

Does he do this to all his tattoo artists?

"Awesome, we can get to tattooing then," you fixed yourself up once he put you back onto the ground.

" Lets goooo," he grins, plopping himself onto the tattooing chair bit too harshly. Again, this is gonna be a looong one.

Clean up, desinfecting, shaving, proper stencil. Each bit harder than the last with his constant wiggling despite your pleas but with a final pour of the black ink into a small cup you were finally ready to start tattooing.

Thanos was humming a tune and just let out a small "mhm" once you asked if he was ready.

Night was already setting across the city as the buzz of your trustworthy machine mixed with the loud music coming from the speaker that echoed through the small shop. You were fighting for your life as the man underneath you, seemingly unphased by the pain you were providing him with, moved to the music.

"Thanos, darling, please stop moving," you pleaded once again.

"Oh darling?" He smirked, "Will do, sorry."

He calmed for a bit, having understood he should remain still if he wants a tattoo and not a chicken scratch and you proceeded to draw a fine framing line to one of the letters before he moved abruptly, almost giving you a heart attack, pointing to a spot on his lower back, "Can you scratch me there real quick, I'm itchy."

Shaking off the 10 years he just took of your life you stared at him for a few moments blinking a couple of times before you realized you might as well, if you ever wanted to finish this tattoo that is. "Uhm yeah, uh here?" you asked, pointing to a spot he vaguely wiggled at with his finger.

"Ohh yeah that's perfect," he let out various hums as you scratched at it, taking a bit before letting out a " Thanks man," before settling back into the reclined chair, foot moving to the beat of a track that just started playing.

Changing your gloves you picked up your machine again and sent your plea to God before continuing your mission.

Surprisingly the man underneath you seemed unusually calm, you thought he finally understood he had to stay still before hangul turned to hieroglyphs, but not even a minute passed before light snores started to escape his parted lips, he was fast asleep. You stared in awe before catapulting yourself back to work, using up every calm moment from him to the fullest, thanking God he granted your poor tortured soul some mercy.

And soon enough one letter, two, three, line here, two there and one staring from his ear down his whole left hand and two around his right, one thicker and the other thinner. And just like that the tattoo was over.

You were finishing two small lines wrapping around the fingers of his right hand when he was slowly coming to. Light noises escaping him as his eyes fluttered open and he smiled up at you still tugged back by his dreamy state, "Did I die, am I in heaven? I gotta be when there's an angel in front of me holding me by my hand-"

You rolled your eyes before he screamed, startling you as you just in time managed to pull the machine away from his skin as he smacked his other hand across it as hard as he could, before blinking a couple times and then sighing with relief, "I thought it was a spider-," he chuckled as he waved it off as if it was nothing, referring to a detailed tattoo that was gracing the back of his right hand, "This is the third time this week," he murmured as he stretched, sitting up in the chair and looking over at you recovering from another 10 years taken off your life, "We done, pretty boy?"

You fixed yourself up before letting out, "Y-Yeah, all done," you cleaned up his fingers before letting him stand up and look at himself in the mirror.

" WHOAAAA!! This is so cool man!! " he exclaimed excitedly as he flexed in the mirror and looked over his tattoos from every angle possible before running over to you and picking you up again, squeezing the everloving shit out of you, spinning you around, "Thank you so much man!!" he smooched both of your cheeks all over before letting you back down. Definitively the weirdest customer you've ever had.

" The ladies gonna love this! " he grinned as he sat back down on the chair for proper cleanup, oinment and wrapping up. He put his clothes back on rather slowly afterwards, not wanting to take the view away from you and cashed you out as you gathered a cream and cleaning solution for his tattoo for him to take home. You honestly felt like you ran a marathon and you sure were glad you managed to finish it up even if it was way over midnight.

You notice the two plushies he left on your desk, picking them up and waving them to him, "Hey don't forget these."

He smirked and grabbed the bunny out of your hand, snatching a marker from your table too before scribbling something on it and passing it back to you, snagging the bear that you were still holding. "That one will be yours and this one is mine," he winks at you, "so you don't forget me."

"Oh trust me, I will remember you-" you chuckle.

"Oh I know," he smirks, "this pretty face will be hard to get out of your head," he muses wiggling his eyebrows at you.

"Bet," you smirk rolling your eyes, man is he insufferable.

"So pretty boy, cya!" He snags his phone and the bag of meds you gifted him, "text me," he winks at you as he walks backwards towards the door and out the shop, stopping to pop another pill from his necklace into his mouth, snapping a photo with the bear before waving you goodbye and disappearing into the night.

"Text you?" you watched as he left puzzled, "-he didn't even leave a phone number," you mumbled to yourself as you went over to leave the bunny at your desk so you can begin cleaning up.

You looked down at the little pink bunny in your hands, seeing his signature scribbled across it's stomach along with his phone number, "Ah," you blushed a little, placing the little guy on top of a stack of sketch papers on your desk, "stay here little man," you shook the growing heat off your cheeks before tossing yourself on the cleanup, thoughts still lingering on the purple haired man, shop now seeming awfully quiet without him even if your speaker returned to playing your light tunes and the buzz of the fan was audible again.

Later that night, as you were eating your very late dinner, bunny nestled on the table in front of you, your phone started going off with many notifications one after the other. You picked it up in confusion, checking it. You seemed to be tagged in something and all the notifications seemed to be related to it, from likes, comments to follows, so you clicked it to see what it was about.

Your instagram opened to a picture of familiar purple-haired face, bear plush covering lower half of it, winking and posing underneath your shop sign. You were tagged both on the photo and in the caption underneath, "loving my new tattoo!! xoxo" with you tagged and a couple of bunny emojis next to it, the next two photos were of him shirtless showing off your work across his skin and flexing hard, wrapping already long gone and forgotten. You sighed, you're getting a feeling he will be coming back with an infection for an advice or a scratched up tattoo in need of fixing.

As you were pondering about the horrors that tattoo will witness at his hands your phone pinged with a notification once again, this time a message.

thanosthelegend230:

"So, date pretty boy?"

[lem0nshark-writes]

Me again. Just read this fic and I was wondering if we could see the turns tabled and Thranduil the one being flustered and the reader being the smirking bastard? Again, it’s alright if not. Have a good day x 2!

Here you go the fic ! 💕💕 Thank you so much for requesting and I'm sorry it took me a while to write it! I hope you like it! Thank you and have a great day as well! 😊😊💕💕

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"Idiot"

Thranduil x Male Reader

Type: suggestive fluff

Word count: 792

Warnings: cocky reader, flirting, idiot reader, sassy Thranduil (when is he not sassy tho), wound treating

Request: by @unspeakableoftheoscarwildesorr ! 💕 "Me again. Just read this fic and I was wondering if we could see the turns tabled and Thranduil the one being flustered and the reader being the smirking bastard? Again, it’s alright if not. Have a good day x 2!"

A/N: Bit short but I hope you like it!! 💕💕 I dunno if I did your request justice and made Thranduil blushy enough but then again I feel like he's not an overly blushy type hehe But if you don't like it lmk and I can write another one! Have a lovely day! 💕💕

Also Thanos fic coming soon! 👀👀

Along with your fellow elven soldiers of Imladris you were sent by lord Elrond to deal with growing orc problem south to the kingdom of Mirkwood.

Warmly welcomed by their king you all enjoyed your stay, hunted, fought, dined and partied with the hosting wood elves. Each morning bright and early you all went to the south borders chasing, fighting and catching as many orcs as you could and bringing them back to the halls of Mirkwood for interrogation in hopes of getting a glimpse into Sauron's plans. But so far it wasn't much of a success.

This morning, on one of such hunts you had a bright idea to fight a small horde of orcs by yourself, overestimating your skills and catching quite a gash on your side. Your fellow elves were quick to notice the little stunt you pulled and got you out before you could do even more damage to yourself, helping you finish off the remaining orcs.

By returning back to the kingdom you were ushered to the medics but you being you assured everyone you could handle the dripping wound yourself and made your way to a small restroom, getting onto the task, much to their dismay.

"I hear you are refusing care from my medics-" Thranduil's voice mused through the small room as he entered, closing the door behind himself, long lavish robes dragging themselves after him across the dark floor, "Elrond will say I'm not taking good care of my guests-" he eyed you up and down, your naked torso catching him off guard.

"Oh don't worry about lord Elrond, he's used to this," you smirked, hand and needle working a thread through the tender flesh of your side.

"So I hear," Thranduil mocked subtly, eyes staying focused on your bare skin under guise of watching your handiwork. Slight blush creeping its way up his pale cheeks and the tips of his ears, but he thought he played it well, relentlessly keeping a straight unphased face.

You flashed him a grin, not minding the comment one bit as you didn't take it as an insult rather an ode to your adventurous spirit, pausing a moment before musing through a smirk, locking his gaze into your own tauntingly "King Thranduil, I didn't know you were so.. impressionable."

His eyes widened a bit at the unexpected comment, blurting out immediately with an eye roll, "Oh don't flatter yourself idiot. The only thing impressionable about you is your stupidity."

You chuckled at him, swearing you saw his blush worsen as he tried oh so hard to remain graceful and unaffected. You've never seen him this flustered around anyone else, anyone else but you.

But his eyes stayed trained on your hands and how messily they stitched the wound about, blood making a mess out of your side and your hands. Until he had just about enough of that catastrophy and took a dramatic sigh and smacked your hand away from the wound. He grabbed a gauze and doused it in alcohol before dabbing your wound gently with it, cleaning the reddened flesh surprisingly softly.

You sucked in a sharp breath as the liquid stung fiercly but it didn't stop you from smirking at him as the pain slowly subsided, "If you wanted to touch me all you had to do is ask"

"Oh shut it." Thranduil barked tossing the soaked gauze at you softly with a huff and straightening himself before going towards the door, "This is what I get for wanting to help-" he let out dramatically, fake offended making you chuckle.

Before he could leave you smugly let out, "I have something else you might like to touch-" making Thranduil turn his head towards you and roll his eyes with a done glare, going to protest something.

You smirk at him but reach out to the pocket of your coat that sat on a chair beside the table you were sitting on and pull out a valuable diamond encrusted in a tarnished but nevertheless beautiful and intricate silver pendant-like jewlery, seeming of elvish descent and pass it to him, "One of the orcs dropped it, thought you'd be interested."

"..Elvish.." he muttered, examining the precious object under the little light that was coming from the window, mesmerized by the scattering light filtering through.

"Yes, I'll see we catch a couple of the bastards alive and see where they got it from," you gazed at him, happy you brought back something of value to the king.

He smirks at you, "keep that up, if you do I might see you get something you might not be able to resist," he winks at you before elegantly making his way out of the door, leaving you alone and flabbergasted.

[lem0nshark-writes]

I have 2 Legolas and one Pippin fic written and just in need of editing but will have to wait till I fix my phone to post them cause they're stuck on there 😥😥 Until then I'll write my newer requests that I didn't start on that phone 😅 I'm currently working on a Thranduil one 👀👀

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"Riddle me this, why does my heart hurt?" Part 2

Edward Nygma x Male Reader

Type: angst to fluff

Word count: 1767

Warnings: angst, two idiots, bullying, Riddler being a little shit, brief mention of Riddler telling Ed to kill himself, did I mention both Ed and reader are idiots?

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long guys!!! I hope it was worth your wait!! I love you so muchhh!! ❤❤

You brought takeout that break but yourself was nowhere to be found, little note on the box sitting on Ed's desk letting him know you were sorry but you got pulled to work on another case and couldn't make it.

And you didn't make it, or any other break after that, supposedly busy and always rushing somewhere.

You didn't make it to any hangouts either, always too tired, too deep into work, too busy,..

In fact, it has been weeks since you two properly interacted, and you liked it that way, it kept the tears from bubbling up and heart from hurting at least while you're at work. You knew it wasn't his fault that he didn't feel the same way but you couldn't help it, you'd figured you'd start hanging out with him once the feelings subsided, yeah.. if they ever did.

And Edward was left confused and he was missing his friend, he was missing you... hmm "friend".. that word didn't seem to quite fit, the more Ed thought about it.

It didn't seem to fit because he's pretty sure no one feels like this about their friends, no one's heart skips a beat when they lock eyes with their friend, no one feels butterflies in their stomach when their friend smiles at them, no one stays up thinking about their friend unable to sleep because they are on their mind so relentlessly, thinking what it would feel like to hold them close, to hold their hands, kiss them, to-...

Yeah that's not what friends feel like.

He tried really hard to cast those feelings away, he tried really hard. He even tried to get closer to other people to get you out of his mind. But it didn't work. Kristen couldn't quite possibly rid you from his mind, not even the slightest. I mean not that there was anything between them, but he hoped hanging out with her and getting close to her would calm his mind, though all it seemed to do was chase you away, he wondered why.. it's not like you would ever feel the same as him..

Would you?..

Today was just like all the other, you always busy and Nygma trying to catch you for at least a chat. So he decided to do something about it. Clearing his schedule for the day by getting all the work done as soon as possible, he made it his mission to follow you around to see what you were truly up to, and to hopefully maybe catch you for more than just a minute or two.

Half the day passed playing cat and mouse with you. First you had to deliver some papers - quite urgently and they couldn't wait no way, then you had to do a patrol - which Ed was sure you didn't have that week because he overheard your superior put you on headquarters duty to help with the piling paperwork but you assured him he changed his mind for today and you really had to leave, then right before your break you reaaally had to go get Jim and Harvey coffees and pastry from a bakery across the city so you couldn't spend the extra couple of minutes before your breaks chatting with him like usual, then when the break rolled in you made another excuse, that you'll have to spend it with the detectives working on some case. He was getting sick of it. Not even secretly following you around on your alleged urgent tasks helped as you managed to slip out of his field of view in a split second and then you were gone. He had to get you this time.

"Hey Ed, where is your little boyfriend?" one of the cops shouted after him with a mouth full of whatever pastry he was messily devouring, leaning against his desk, as Ed made his way out of the headquarters, catching a couple of eyes glancing both of their ways.

"No don't tell me you two broke up awww!" the other one that was sitting beside him added, letting out a mocking sad noise, earning himself a roaring wave of laughter from the other two that stood beside them.

Ed scoffed, shooting them a glare before fixing his glasses and walking out the big door, trying to shake off the anger that was bubbling inside of him dangerously.

"Too bad I was really looking foward to the wedding!!" he heard one of them shout after him followed by another roar of laughter as he made his way down the street towards the building row that held you two's favourite restaurants, knowing he'd find you there getting your lunch for the break.

"Idiots," he muttered to himself.

Seeing you grab your lunch from your favourite mexican place he followed you into a nearby alley, just besides the headquarters. What the hell were you up to?? He moved a bit closer, making sure you didn't see him, and watched as you climbed the fire escapes all the way to the top of the building. Were you meeting someone secretly? You got his mind and jealousy working overtime.

Carefully he followed you suit, quietly going up the clanky metal stairs making sure he didn't make any sounds and signal you about his whereabouts and that he is following you. Once up on the roof of the headquarters he stared in confusion. There you were, sitting by yourself as you ate your meal, your back turned to him and no one else in sight. Weird. He decided to give it a couple of minutes, still thinking you might be meeting with someone but they didn't yet come.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen, twenty,... no one was there and you slowly started to pick up your stuff as your break was coming to an end and you had to return to your post.

Huh. Was this really all you did every time you made an excuse for a break? You really were avoiding him. Why?..

"Oh poor little Ed, not even he wants you, anymore" Riddler mused in his ear making Ed glare in his direction, not having any of his nonesense today, or at least not wanting to believe it.

He came out of his hiding shaking the Riddler out of his mind and cleared his throat catching your attention.

"U-Uhm Ed- what are you doing here?" You stood up with a startle, fear and guilt washing over you as your brain tried to come up with an excuse but failed.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked calmly after a couple of moments of silence, his troubled expression made your heart hurt even more than it already did.

"Because he haaates you," Riddler mused. Ed tried to ignore him, mentally sighing at his failed attempt at brushing him off.

"I-uhm I-I'm not-," you tried, but you knew Ed was intelligent you couldn't lie to him, nor did he deserve it, "I-I'm sorry..."

"Is it something that I've done? I thought we were good but I-I can change. I can do better-" Ed started but was swiftly cut off by you.

"Here we go, another failed friendship. You will die alone. Might as well do it now," Riddler smirked, chuckling as he peered over the edge of the building.

"No! No no.. it's not you, you're perfect, it's just..." you fumbled around words in your mind, trying to find a way to explain yourself without having to reveal what you truly felt, but every attempt at doing so turned into a dead end.

Riddler sighed, bored expression on his face as he stared at Ed.

Ed waited patiently, bracing his heart for a heartbreak. Mind involuntarily giving in to the Riddler's ideas but his eyes remained focused on you.

You looked over at him, "shit."

"Ughh... here it goes, please don't hate me-" you started. You tried to muster up courage. Standing in front of a loaded gun felt less scary than this and you didn't know why as you couldn't help but fiddle with your fingers, avoiding his concerned gaze, "I... I like you."

Ed stopped for a bit processing what you said before blurting out again and stepping a few feet closer to you, "I like you too what's the problem then.."

"No, I like like you..," you looked up at him, "I know you're with Kristen I really don't want to cause any problems, just, I just need a few days to get myself together.."

"Oh.. I'm not," Ed blurted.

"What?" you asked, trying to push back tears that threatened to form at your waterlines, panic still simmering in your body.

"I'm not with Kristen, I never was," he continued.

You blinked a few times before looking up at him, "But you two, I saw you laughing and being close and I thought-"

"No, we are just friends, I did all that because I like you too... And I thought, that being close with someone might change that and get you out of my head," he looked away, but looked back to meet your eyes, still nervous of your reaction even though you just confessed to him not even a minute ago.

"Huh..," you were taken aback honestly, and he could see gears turning in your head as you processed what just happened.

"Uhm.. did it work?," you blurted out after a few moments.

"Nope.," Ed shot out, he held back a smile even finding some comedy in the whole situation.

"Huh..," you let out, "we're really both idiots."

"Yeah," he chuckled, fixing his glasses and looking up at you, warm smile spreading on his lips and remaining there, "you really like me?" he let out after a few minutes.

"Y-yeah," you couldn't help but look away avoiding his gaze, warmth creeping up your cheeks as the reality dawned upon you slowly.

Grin plastered itself on his lips as he tried really hard to push it back, fixing his glasses to try and calm his happiness, a whole horde of butterflies settling themselves in his stomach.

"So..," you glanced up at him after a few moments, "boyfriends?," you smiled a bit.

"Boyfriends," he grinned back and you squeezed him into a tight hug, burying your face into his shoulder, feeling like an immense weight melted off of your whole being and warmth washed over you.

"Wow I can't believe those assholes were right,.." Ed muttered under his breath as he hugged back.

"Huh?," you looked up at him in confusion, not sure what he is referring to.

"Uh nevermind, story for another time," he grinned.

[lem0nshark-writes]

Hey guys, I'm sorry for my inactivity. I've had 3 more finished fics to edit and upload after posting the last two but I somehow lowkey forgot about them and then shit hit the fan with busy summer and then here we are, I'm working on them these days so hopefully I'll have something to post soon. Anyways I love you guys and I hope you're having an amazing day/night! ❤❤

[lem0nshark-writes]

"Interesting Ideas"

Anakin Skywalker x Male Reader

Type: smut

Word count: 1312

Warnings: armpit kink, armpit kissing and licking, inappropriate use of the force, reader can be read both as a top or a bottom same as Anakin, some fluff, reader and Anaking being a lil bit of chaotic gremlins at the beginning

Request: by the lovely @/Squibs__ on wattpad!💕💕

A/N: Heyy guys sorry it took so long to post again this one took a bit longer to edit 😅😅 Alsooo no offense but I won't be doing this kink again as I don't have it and therefore can't really do it justice, but the requester asked very nicely so I decided to give it a shot! I hope you guys enjoy and see ya soon hopefully! 💕💕

You and Anakin had just finished a very difficult and intense training, but then again when was it not so when the two of you were in question.

Master Obi-Wan had had you work on your lightsaber fighting and the two of you normally made it into a competition, just like always, but this time, Obi-Wan was smart enough not to give you two actual lightsabers, rather two long sticks to fight with. Last time being a big lession as the two of you nearly decapitated each other a couple of times with your competitive fighting, seeing who can do the most flips and turns and who had the best lightsaber twirling techniques. It was a whole mess.

As you two raced across the hallways, you sprinting just a couple of feet in front of Anakin your flowing robes just beyond his reach, laughing histerically as you yet again beat him in the race, he was trying to catch up with you and catch you chasing after you with full speed, laughing as well.

"Not again-" he chuckled, desparately trying to speed up after you.

When the door to his room came in sight you made sure you sped up more, leaving him in your dust as you made a sharp turn inside. Anakin at his speed nearly couldn't stop himself but grabbing at the doorframe he managed just in time swinging himself and bolting inside as well.

"Ha ha! Gotcha again!!" you grinned widely as you celebrated your little victory with a little funny dance, rubbing it into his face.

He grinned at you as he tried to catch his breath, accepting his defeat. He was quite a good swordsman and unbeatable at flying a ship no matter the size but when it came to making a quick escape and outrunning him you beat him every time. Every single time.

Once he finally caught his breath Anakin stood up, smirking under his grin as he pulled you by your forearms softly and pinned you against the wall, "c'mmere-" he whispered under his breath, his lips making a quick way to find yours in a soft and loving kiss as his body ever so softly pressed against yours.

You smiled at him, kissing back straight away, your arms wrapping around his neck into a warm embrace. Moments like these were your favourite, where the two of you could just enjoy each other's presence, not needing to hide from prying eyes and stares.

Anakin smiled when he pulled away, his blue eyes staring at yours with such fondness to them it made your heart flutter. You pressed your foreheads together as you stayed like that in comfortable silence for a little while, arms intertwined around each other and not letting go.

"Shower?" he asked softly after a bit, smiling up at you.

"Ugh yes!" you chuckled, just now noticing the stickiness of your skin and the way your robes uncomfortably stuck to your body at some parts from the sweat.

He chuckled at your enthusiasm and took your hand in his, pulling you to the bathroom.

Once there the two of you quickly undressed and slipped into the shower, relaxing once the hot steamy water started trickling down at your bare bodies from the mounted shower head above.

He pulled you close, smiling softly at you as he held you in his arms, hands running the shower gel all across your body, as yours did to him.

You shampooed his head, foamy fingers running through the soft golden light-brown locks sitting atop his head, and later on he returned the favour, kissing you softly on the lips as he did. The two of you enjoying this little moment before running the water once again.

Once the two of you decided to leave the comfort of a good shower you dried yourselves, put on some underwear, and made your way to the bed, plopping onto it with you on top of your boyfriend as he laid down on his back.

A content sigh of relief left his mouth as his fingers ran through your hair slowly, eyes wandering over your form gracefully sprawled across his body.

You rested your head atop his chest, finger tracing across the soft warm skin of it as your mind wandered far away, bit further a certain side than you hoped it would, your thoughts so loud Anakin seeming to have caught on them, dick twitching and slowly hardening in his underwear at the imagery your thoughts were providing for him.

You cheeks heated up as you noticed, your dick slowly growing hard as well at the whole situation and the thoughts you still had wandering your mind and refusing to leave you alone. The two of you exchanged looks, agreeing on the matter rather quickly as his lips found yours into a heated sloppy kiss and your hand swiftly slipped into his underwear, wrapping around him and slowly starting to work his length.

Anakin moaned against your mouth as the two of you kissed, tongues intertwined, hand at your backside slowly rubbing up and down and into a squeeze, sneaking past your boxers quickly enough to grasp at the supple skin bare.

You grunted softly into the kiss as you started to pump your hand up and down faster, though still keeping it slow enough to tease him good as your thumb circled and pressed around his tip.

Moving your lips from his mouth to his cheek, then his jaw, neck, leaving a couple of kisses, you trailed it down over his collarbone, his chest and to his arm, placing kisses and licks as you went. You made your way to his underarms, lifting his hands up and feeling his toned muscular arms before pinning his hands above his head, using your force to keep him from slipping out of your grasp as your kisses made their way to his armpit.

You seem to have struck a spot as as soon as you left a kiss upon it Anakin moaned harder and bucked his hips into your hand. You smirked a little, never knowing this little secret of his before but loving it as it gave you even more advantage to tease and please your lover.

You left another kiss and another moan escaped his lips, then another and another. And soon enough Anakin was a moaning mess underneath you as you dragged your tongue across the soft skin of it, your hand pumping him at a faster pace, grip tightening on his dick a little bit, his hand now working you too, desparate to return the favour.

You tried to stifle your moans as you left another lick across his armpit before pulling the soft skin in your mouth slightly into a suck. That sent him over the moon and in a matter of seconds he was cumming all over your hand and his stomach, soft but loud moans coming out of his mouth intermittently as his chest heaved and back arched in pleasure. Seeing your lover in such delight and his hand working you, although sloppily as he still rode his high, it was enough to send you over the edge as well.

Both of you panted against each other as you tried to calm your breaths, you plopping back onto his chest and his arms wrapping around you into a warm embrace.

Anakin blushed a little on the way you got him cumming so good but he regretted nothing and he kissed your head softly. You wanted to tease him on his newfound kink but the previous activity and the training before that came crashing down at you and all you could do is snuggle into your lover comfortably. You smiled up at him, wrapping your arms around his torso, and closing your eyes contently.

"Ugh we're gonna need another shower.."

"Yup!.."

[lem0nshark-writes]

IM SO HAPPY YOU'RE BACK!! I've read your fics for the longest time on wattpad (then moved to tumblr obvs lol).

Im just glad I get to read some new stuff from you :)) <3

Sweet sweet anon thank you for your kind words and for making my day! And for sticking with me and my fics! 😭😭💕💕 I hope I continue to make stuff to your liking and we hang out for much longer! I wish you an amazing day! 💕💕

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RULES + FANDOM LIST:

RULES:

male or gender neutral (gender not specified) readers only x male or gn (some) characters only

I write fluff, smut, angst,..

plot/prompt/concept/ideas are very welcome and encouraged as they will help me write your fic faster and better! 💕

poly relationships are very welcome

romantic or spicy fics prefered, I can write reader not having any "x character" and just being in a situation but I perfer it being a romantic/spicy x character (if that makes any sense) at least a lil bit hehe

no minor readers or minor characters, they can be only written as siblings or friends

no rape(dub-ish con is somewhat ok but the reader/character will always want to do the act tho), no cheating, no incest, no to certain kinks (feet, piss,… but do always ask if you're not sure about the kink you'd like me to write), no pregnancy or periods, no reader and character having or adopting children (nothing against it I just suck at writing that kind of family dynamics sorry), no bestiality bs, no pedo bs, no writing or mentioning of animal deaths or suffering, no suicide/readers or characters being suicidal, no deaths or sad endings (we're here for a good time and sweet good night dreams yes), (there's probs more but I can't remember atm)

I wil not write mental illneses/disorders as I think it's not my place to write for some stuff that I don't have, same goes for physical illnes too (besides like common cold and stuff like that if you know what I mean XD)

I will not write OC x character

I do not write for celebrities or real life people, reader x character/s only!

I tend to prefer writing reader's looks not specified/non specific because I want all of my readers to feel included when reading my writing! 💕

(( Also do let me know if anything in my writing makes you feel excluded and I'll try my best to fix it up! ))

(( Also, I will sometimes write some specific stuff if they are species specific like - elves will always have long hair (unless hair forcibly/unwillingly chopped off in per say combat or stuff like that), dwarves of any gender having beards,… ))

no crossovers or AUs (aka in universe fics only)

FANDOM LIST:

LOTR + HOBBIT (+ Sauron/Mairon/Annatar (tolkienverse/fandom version, no TROP version), and Adar only from TROP)

One Piece (Shanks, Mihawk, Crocodile, Corazon, Doffy 💕)

Gotham

Thanos & Namgyu from Squid Game

((Do ask if you don't see the fandom you like here, I might be willing to write for your fave characters! 💕))

[lem0nshark-writes]

Hello! Just checking if you're still alive. I love your male reader fics, can't get enough of them. Hope this finds you well :)

I amm thank you for checking in you're super sweet! 💕💕 I'm so glad to hear that thank you for your kind words they really mean a lot! 😭😭💕💕

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Just wanted to say I absolutely love your Kili and Fili fic, and hope you write more of them if you want to. Loved how cute and fluffy both of them were with the reader. Super happy to find a male reader! Dont see enough fics with one. Hope this finds you well :)

Thank you so much for sending in your ask it made my day! 💕💕 I'm really glad you enjoyed my fics it really means a lot! 😊😊 I really would love to write more for the both of them! I actually do have a request with the two of them and Thorin (all separately :)) that I will hopefully get to soon, but if you do have something specific in mind absolutely feel free to send it in and I'll do my best to make it happen! :)) And I do 100% agree there's not enough male fics anywhere 😭😭 I wish you a lovely day! 💕💕

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I’m currently going through my second Gotham phase and neeeed a Jim fic, there’s like barely any, at least not many on Tumbler 😭

So I wanted to request a Jim Gordon x male/gn!teen! Reader (plutonic obviously)? R is kinda like Selena were they are out on the streets but are good at stealing/breaking into peoples places. They don’t want to admit it but Jim is kind of a father figure to them, even though he’s trying to catch them because R is like this vigilante who won’t leave him alone. U can make it angsty or fluffy or whatever I’m just in desperate need of father figure! Jim Gordon 🥲 (I blame my, well, “father figure” issues)

Hi there! 💕 I'm so sorry this took so long but here is your fic! I hope it is to your liking 😊😊 Thank you so much for requesting and I hope you have a wonderful day! 💕💕

[lem0nshark-writes]

"Thief"

Jim Gordon & Teen! Gn Reader

Type: platonic/familial fluff

Word count: 939

Warnings: reader's gender is not specified, no pronouns used for the reader, reader can be read as any gender, platonic/familial fluff, Jim Gordon is a softie, father figure Jim, sneaky reader, stealing

Request: "So I wanted to request a Jim Gordon x male/gn!teen! Reader (plutonic obviously)? R is kinda like Selena were they are out on the streets but are good at stealing/breaking into peoples places. They don't want to admit it but Jim is kind of a father figure to them, even though he's trying to catch them because R is like this vigilante who won'leave him alone. U can make it angsty or fluffy or whatever I'm just in desperate need of father figure! Jim Gordon (I blame my, well, father figure issues)"

A/N: Hey I'm so sorry this took so long to post and that it's so short and I don't know if this is something you had in mind, but the idea came into my mind and seemed cute so here it is! I hope you like it! And if it's not to your liking or what you had in mind feel free to send a message or ask and we shall fix it up or write something else!

Gotham was running another mayor election after the last misfortunate events leading up to loss of the last one, just like a couple of months back. Nothing new.

Though new elections meant new press meetings with the fresh promising candidates, and new press meetings meant lots of rich people on one spot, and that meant plenty of bounty for you.

You loved that kind of stuff, everyone was so close together and staring at the randos talking on the stand that none of them noticed you slipping by and stealing everything and anything that could be stolen and valuable. Easy peasy.

This was one of those events. There was a big crowd of people gathered in front of a small man with a funky hairstyle dressed all in black, through their talk overhearing his name was Oswald Cobblepot, asking him questions about his plans for the future of the city of Gotham. Phew like Gotham had any future, you thought to yourself.

Slipping around people, turning around their pockets and wallets ever so swiftly you quickly made your way through the crowd. The people gathered were unnecessarily loaded that by the time you went through half of them your pockets were nearly full. You smiled to yourself in satisfaction but before you were going to bolt to a safe spot to ditch all the IDs and other identifiers of your ususpecting victims and hide your bounty before going for more, you decided to go for another one that looked particularly rich.

Woman dressed in the fanciest suit your eyes ever laid on and carrying a probably equally as expensive bag that she so bit too carelessly flung around her shoulders made her the perfect target.

Sneaking up behind her you reached your hand into her purse, digging yourself up a rather thick wallet. Your eyes sparkled at the sight. But before you could pull the wallet completely out of the purse someone grabbed your wrist tightly, wiggling the wallet right out of your hand before tossing it carefully back into the bag and dragging you by the same wrist out of the crowd and to the side.

Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest at the startle and your eyes widened knowing you're in big trouble, but the panic slowly simmered down when you noticed who the owner of the said mean hand was and you mentally let out a sigh of relief.

It was none other than Jim Gordon.

That man was always up your business, never letting you rest. Always somehow being there to stop you from doing something dumb, whether you liked it or not.

But you're not going to lie, his nosyness and continued persistence to stop you at your tomfoolery has gotten you out of more trouble than you can count and you are forever grateful for that. Not that you would ever admit it to him.

"What.are.you.doing.here??" Jim asked through a loud whisper.

"Nothing much, just wanted to listen to the speech of-.. -Oscar Clobblepot over there-" you said with a lil smirk, totally thinking you nailed that name.

Jim mentally facepalmed himself, "that is so not his name-.. and I know you're not! Now empty your pockets now-" he urged you, stern expression on his face.

"Hey no way, I earned that fair and square!" you protested at him but he didn't seem amused.

"Empty those pockets right now kid or I'm taking you to the precinct," he threatened, one threat he always made when you're annoying him too much and getting into too much trouble but he never actually did, and he never would and you know it but still you listened to him nevertheless.

With a frustrated sigh and an annoyed expression you hesistantly got to unloading your bounty into an evidence bag he pulled from his coat jacket.

"You always carry those around?" you asked bit weirded out he just has them on him at all times.

"You never know. Especially when you're around," he mocked a bit, but with no ill intentions behind his words, on which you sticked your tongue at him.

Once you fully unloaded all your pockets, not including a rather expensive looking necklace you hid in your shoe that he totally knew about but didn't mention or request, Jim was left with two big bags of all sorts of jewelry, credit cards and bunts of money.

He looked up at you with disbelief and doneness mixed in his expression, "really?"

"Hey one's got to ensure themselves!" you replied lifting your hands up in the air in defense, small devilish smile forming on your lips.

Jim sighed rubbing his face with his free hand, being so done with you.

"Alright, now scram! And if I see you doing this again you're spending a night in the cell!" he slipped a 50 into your jacket pocket, a little thing he always did when he caught you stealing thinking it would hold you off but also so he made sure you ate that night, as he threatened, both of you knowing that's a threat he'd never make true, growing quite a soft spot for the little rascal that you are ever since he first met you.

"Okay c'ya Jimmy! Party pooper! Thanks!" you added jokingly as you swiftly made your way to the nearest alley, disappearing in it.

"Hey I told you not to call me that!" he yelled after you jokingly, secretly loving the little nickname you gave him.

"Jimmy!" you yelled from the alley as you darted off to exchange your hidden bounty and look for the next victim you could annoy him with.

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"Shores"

Daemon Targaryen x Male Reader

Type: fluff

Word count: 1052

Warnings: dragonback riding, trip down the memory lane, fluff, light teasing, reader is chaotic and so is Daemon

A/N: Request by a lovely reader on wattpad with dragonback riding + fluff for Daemon! 💕 I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it and I'm so sorry it took so long for me to update it! I hope you have an amazing day! 💕

With sun hanging low above the sea horizon but the sunset not yet in sight Daemon and you rode side by side on your dragons above the calm waters.

There was no mission happening, no where to be, the two of you just wanted to feel the wind in your hair and the sun on your skin, and let your beloved dragons stretch their wings and enjoy some fun in the warm skies.

You chuckled wholeheartedly as you and your dragon passed over Daemon and his, making a loop and getting back to his left where you previously rode side by side with him before speeding before him, daring and challenging him to a race.

Daemon smirked, never being the one to back down a challenge, and his dragon raced right behind you.

You turned back to look at him grinning, not too far ahead, before having your dragon take on an even faster pace, riding along the coast and towards the sunset.

He followed suit, not taking too long to finally catch up with you and then once caught the four of you settled for a calm cruise, dipping down closer to the surface.

You closed your eyes happily, content feeling settling in your chest. Feeling the wind pick up your hair, the sparkling salty droplets scattering across your face and the sun on your skin, and Daemon by your side, was there anything else you could ask for?

You opened your eyes, soft smile spread across your lips when your eyes fell on Daemon who was already looking at you, admiring your form.

You blushed slightly still smiling, "Enjoying the view?"

"Very much," he smirked, hands softly resting one on the other atop the reins of the saddle of his dragon.

Your grinned, dipping down further with your dragons to the water, so close that now the hind legs of your dragons touched the water surface, leaving a trail across the sea as they went.

Soon enough the warm light of the setting sun illuminated your figures, letting you two know it is time to return back to the shores.

And so you did, taking a sharp turn to your right the four of you set path towards the land, riding once again besides the shore till you found cozy enough spot to land on, getting off your dragons and with some kind and warm words and pets setting them off to lay and rest across the grassy hills above.

Light night breeze picked up your hairs as Daemon and you walked towards the little sheltered area by the bottom of the hill, your dragons resting above you.

You started the fire and settled beside its warm form, your head laying down in Daemon's lap as his long fingers played with the strands of your hair.

You looked up at your lover, smiling softly at him as he did so back, staring down at you lovingly.

His fingers moved from your hair to your cheek, thumb slowly going over the small scar on it, remembering how you got it - the same night the two of you first met, challenging a guy to a duel after starting a pub fight over the same guy calling him ugly, and you, well, being very drunk.

The whole scene made absolutely no sense to Daemon as the two of you never saw each other in life before, but it amused him so much that after everything had calmed down, and you handed the ass to that clown daring to insult him, Daemon approached you and the two of you spent the rest of the night talking and drinking together. It was one of the fondest memories to him and still to this day made him chuckle wholeheartedly whenever he remembered it.

You smiled up at him noticing the fond expression across his face, "What are you thinking about?"

"The night we first met," he smiled back, smile turning into a bit of a grin at it, "you really made a mess up there," he chuckled.

You chuckled too as you remembered, "Shhh I still don't remember half of that night, but I hear it was wilder than you speak of it," you grinned.

"Oh that's for certain, words cannot describe everything that went down," he laughed a little, "you lunatic."

You grinned and lifted yourself up just enough to kiss him on the lips, "you know you love me."

"That I do," he grins.

"And it couldn't possibly be worse than when we had to run from the guards-" you burst into a laughter remembering that one.

"You looked good in that old lady's dress I'm not going to lie-" he adds with a smirk, barely holding in a laugh.

"We nearly burned down a whole street and that's what you take of it??" you laugh.

"Hey it was a good fit for you," he laughed as well.

"Shut up," you grin.

"You love me," he smirks.

"That I do," you grin and cup his cheeks, pulling his face downwards so you can kiss him again. He gladly returns the kiss.

"And you looked marvelous in that blanket you wrapped yourself in, seriously what was that?" you chuckled at him, teasing his camouflage of choice.

"At this point thinking back I'm pretty sure it was some sort of a carpet, and an unwashed one judging by the smell of it-" he contorted remembering the stench of his chosen camouflage.

You burst into another laugh as he tried to stifle your mockery by starting to tickle you vigorously.

You tried to wiggle out of his hands and crawl away but he pulled you back by your hips and attacked even stronger. You squeamed and giggled underneath him, begging for mercy before he finally took pity upon you and stopped his vicious attack.

You breathed heavily as you tried to calm down, fingers wiping at the tears that formed at your eyes before lightly punching his chest, "you ass!" you grinned at him.

He grinned back, "You know you love me."

"That I do," you grinned again and kissed him once more as you settled back with your head in his lap and his fingers in your hair and the two of you continued your talk and trip down the memory lane deep into the night.

[lem0nshark-writes]

Heyyy

^ how I be coming back to y'all after over a year 😭😭

Hey guys!! First of all I want to genuinely apologize for disappearing for over a year 😭😭 I had this brilliant idea of stopping posting till I get all my requests finished so I can catch up but yep that took a while as you can see (+ life got busy) and I'm still not done with all the requests 😭😭

I genuinely feel so bad for disappearing and that this all took so long and that you guys had to wait so long for your requests. I hope you'll still accept them though and the many more that will come 👀👉👈

Also I will answer all my newest comments and asks soon & I will also update my rules and fandom list! 💕

Anyways, I hope you all are doing great and stay tuned for the next couple of days 👀👀

[lem0nshark-writes]

Hiii do you still write?

Hii! 💕💕 I do I'm very sorry for my inactivity 😭😭 I got really busy irl and didn't have much time and motivation/inspiration to write DD: I do have a lot if not most of my requests and original fics either somewhats or completely written I just don't have the willpower to edit 😭😭

I do hope I'll manage to get to them soon, I did end up writing a lil something something for Good Omens last night while on a post 2nd season high as there's very little fics to it and my soul craves them XDD I dunno how I like it though, will see 😅😅

Anyways I hope to get some stuff out soon but in the meantime feel free to request mayhaps it sparks some inspiration in me hehehe

Have a great day! 💕💕

[lem0nshark-writes]

Just wanted to say I hope ur doing ok🫶

Aww thank you so much darling this made my day! I am and I hope you are doing well yourself! 💕💕 Thank you very much for checking in that is very sweet of you! 😭😭💕💕