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Hai I've been dead but revived due to a ???? Notif?????? From my fav author WHAAAAT ????? Ur not meant to know about me

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within the middle of the night

pairing? piers x fairy type trainer!reader

wc; 580

tags; fluff, piers typical insomnia, reader has a sylveon because who doesnt love sylveon? this is so sweet it made my teeth ache writing it. piers' middle of the night sleepless thoughts. Small amount of they/them used, mostly you/yours, soft piers even if he doesn't want to admit it

fic below the cut for space ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ ᰔ

Piers wasn’t a soft man, he was a gym leader, the second strongest. He’d never be considered “soft”, nor would the thought of him going soft plague anybody’s mind as much as it did his.

From the day he had seen the fairy type trainer approach him in his gym, he couldn’t deny the way his heart sped up a little, or palms became a bit sweaty as he held onto the mic stand for a second too long. Watching them effortlessly guide their sylveon throughout the battle, the bond between the trainer and the fox-like pokemon was clear.

He couldn’t deny that after that battle, after handing over the dark-type badge, he wanted to see them again. The way his heart would beat a bit faster when they were around was exhilarating, the way they would grin while they were battling because their sylveon would have the type advantage, the way they’d make sure to heal his pokemon themselves just to make his work a bit easier on him.

Arceus, he was a lost cause, but that didn’t make him soft.

Even as he laid here, said trainer fast asleep, cuddled up to him like he was a stuffed animal, their sylveon curled up behind their legs. He was laying awake on his side, one hand carding through your hair as he could feel the rise and fall of your chest as you breathed. He was having a hard time falling asleep,]so instead he focused on you.

The way your hair felt against his fingers, the sound of your quiet breathing. All the little details about the scene he was currently in made it feel like this was where he truly belonged, with you by his side, in his arms.

In moments like this, his mind would wander a bit. Wandering back to their first date, back to those lazy days from before he had retired, from the days where he felt like it was impossible to leave the house, even on a day off. All of those memories had one common factor, you, the fairy type trainer currently clinging to him in their sleep. All of them involve you.

Even now, when you were sleeping so peacefully in his arms, one hand in your hair. Whenever you stirred, he’d pause, his hand continuing the motion of running through your hair as he pressed a kiss against your forehead, beginning to quietly hum. 

He’d quickly learnt humming was a good way to lull you back to sleep, one of the first nights you’d spent over in fact. He could vividly remember that night, both you and him were having a hard time sleeping, adjusting positions what seemed like every five minutes, so after about an hour of the cycle, he pulled you to his chest and began quietly humming. He’d realized humming could be effective at lulling some people to sleep when Marnie was young, so he just acted on his instinct at that moment, and judging by how quickly you had finally fallen asleep and the small snores coming from you, it was effective.

He’d always remember that night. Sure, once he realized what he had done his heart was practically beating out of his chest, but hearing you finally get some sleep after an hour or two of tossing and turning made it worth it.

Okay, maybe he was a bit soft for you.. but he didn’t mind as much as he would’ve thought he would've.

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me opening my dusty ass google docs to finally write something after piers completely uprooted my dottore hyperfixation to take over the space.

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its this guy right here! The whale shark, (Rhincodon Typus) is the largest type of shark. Fun fact about these big guys is they're filter feeders, eating plankton and such!

Every spot on a whale sharks back is as unique as a finger print!

worlds biggest shark

I am NOT Google

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i love seeing what tags people reblog my fics with //

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tempted to write a very self indulgent birthday fic . . . (three days until mine)

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hehe... hehehee... hehe...

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lazy days with the doctor

pairing: il dottore x gn!reader

tags: fluff, very fluffy, soft!dottore as always! minor swearing (1 fuck, nothing else)

wc: 421!

a/n: oh i love my sleepy mind for this entire drabble... hehe new divider by yours truely

Lazy days with Dottore are rare, not impossible.. but incredibly rare.

Yet they’re always the days where he’s the sweetest, the view of his sleepy, ruby eyes slowly peeking open, attempting to adjust to the early morning sun coming in through the windows. In the mornings, his hair is always tied back, resting on his head in a ponytail or messy bun with those two pieces that somehow always get loose framing his face perfectly.

It doesn’t take long before his form quickly wraps around yours, doesn’t matter if you’re awake or not, Dottore is always quick to curl up close to you, face buried into your neck as he yawns. He’s a cold being, not only personality wise, but his physical form tends to be quite cold naturally, which would cause the fact his immediate thought is to cuddle up to you to be cute… if it weren’t for his freezing cold arms and hands being in close contact to your skin. 

“Stop it,” You’d commonly mutter as you attempt to stay in the grasp of sleep, “Zan… you’re too fuckin’ cold.. Get off.” Although, your attempts to push his cold form off of you fail, earning some quiet mutters from the blue haired man as he just curled up closer to you, a hand moving up to subconsciously pet your hair as he pulled the blanket up higher.

“Mmmn, no.” He’d huff in response, letting out a quiet chuckle when you’d begrudgingly flip over to bury your face into his chest a few moments later, trying to shield your eyes from the morning light, as you rubbed the crusts of sleep away from the corners of your eyes. 

Despite the rude awakening from your.. begrudgingly beloved scientist, you quickly found yourself wrapped around him as well, listening as he mumbled into your hair, although causing you to silently raise an eyebrow when he let out a quiet, “I’m not going into the lab today. The segments can finish up the few experiments we need finished.”

There was a beat of silence before he glanced down, seeing you look up at him with wide eyes, letting out a quiet chuckle as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, mumbling, “Yes, my dear, that means you get me all to yourself today. And, yes, that means we can cuddle all day.”

He quietly laughed as you let out a quiet noise of celebration, simply pressing a few more kisses to your forehead as he kept you held close to his chest.

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im alive i just kind of maybe got re4r and it's been taking up all of my time and every square inch of my brain,,,

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lifes a bitch, having the very strong urge to write, horribly having no motivation sigh

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in a car rn, may post shouta aizawa headcanons later because that's a man who passes tf out on long car rides (and to feed the part of my brain that is desperate to post about him)

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my last actual fic having been nov 27th is wild i swear im alive

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woahhh... im alive... and may start writing a fic tonight

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i fucked upppppppp,,,

okay one it's been 2 weeks and no Shinsou fic oopsies sorry but my mother is gonna start playing genshin help

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literally me :3

You know what fuck you

*spell of bnuuy vortex*

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i need to write smtg but... honk shmi mi mim mim miiii helen otis honk shmi mi mi mi mi mi honkkkkkk shmiiiiiiiiiii

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HOLY SHIT!! I CAN WRITE FANFICTION IN HIGH DEFINITION NOW