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Deathday

Fandom: DC universe

Warnings: mention of death

Pairing: established Jason Todd x Reader

Notes: it is April 27th and you know what the means. It’s the death anniversary of Jason Peter Todd and he still deserves better. This is a little different than what I normally do and I’m posting from my phone. But I hope you guys enjoy and are staying safe. This also is mostly in thanks to @c-qcat feeding off of my hyper-fixations. 

Time passes in waves. You don’t remember the days. You don’t try to remember this day in particular but like a clock you always get hit with melancholy days before. You try not to let him see it affect you but you don't complain when he pulls you in closer. Nor do you question if it’s for your benefit or his. Jason goes harder during patrol. Taking his anger out. Patrolling crime alley and stalking for prey.

It’s the night before and you finished your patrol. You don’t need to call Jason to know where he is and head there. You end up in a trance. Reflecting on everything that’s happened since that ill fated day 7 years ago.

When you see him sitting in front of his grave, your heart splits a little more. When he died, there was a void in you. An emptiness that always reminded you that your best friend was gone. When he came back, albeit broken and scared, it filled again. But it wasn’t the same. Life had broken and shaped you both. When you see this side of Jason, the broken and scarred one, you’re reminded of that void. You don’t say anything in greeting and just sit next to him in silence. He needs this you think when you eye the bottle of whiskey in his hand. Hell you do too. You used to come here every week to talk to him and you didn’t realize how much life had changed. It must have been close to an hour of silence before you lay a hand on his and ask him to go home.

He instead asks you to stay. Stay with me, I don't know how to be alone right now. So you do, passing the whiskey between you two. The sun starts to peak over the horizon when the bottle finishes and he stands up, grabbing your hand and walking home with you.

After you two shower and change, you pull him into your arms for a short nap. But you lie awake for a few hours. His breathing is evened out and he’s calm. You pray that tonight doesn’t greet him with the same nightmares he’s had the past few days. Your hands are tracing his scars. One is on his back and the other is in his hair feeling the scars left behind by the crowbar. You feel the void in your heart grow bigger, the lump in your throat feels suffocating but you won’t cry. You’ve cried enough over the past few days. You don’t know when but you eventually drift off to sleep.

You wake two hours later, disoriented because Jason isn’t with you. You get out of bed and get ready. When you walk into the living room you didn’t know what you were expecting, but it certainly wasn’t the other outlaws and Jason’s brothers.

What’s all this? you ask. Jason turns to you with a smile but it certainly doesn’t meet his eyes

It’s my deathday babe. He’s a smart little shit but you know his ploy. Looking at his brothers you see it’s working. He’s deflecting so that others don’t pity him but he’s also keeping his loved ones close to ground himself. You don't question him any, and go along with it. You understand, so you laugh at his jokes with him, tease him along with his family about how much he jokes about his death.

But when they leave at the end of the night, you're the one who initiates, you pull him back to bed, you fold him into you, tuck his face into your neck, cradle him close, maybe it's just wishful thinking that you'd be able to truly fully protect him given the nature of everything he does and will continue to do, but for tonight, you’re gonna trace his scars and whisper love into them. You’re going to remind him that they show how strong he was. How despite what this fucked up universe put him through, he came back and he came back to you.

He's gonna fall asleep in your arms, and when he wakes in the morning, he’ll feel better than he has in a long while because he has you to support him and love him like you are and he knows he’ll heal. And when he kisses you in the morning with your favorite breakfast from when you were kids- you’ll feel that void close back up.

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Kyr’am: The Mandalorian

Fandom: The Mandalorian 

Warnings: Angst, character death 

Word Count: 500 

Pairing: Established Din x female 

Note: We’re just going to pretend like it hasn’t been almost a year since I last posted. Din Djarin owns my ass at this point and my brain thought that meant I could break my hiatus by writing angst.

When Din woke that morning he felt in his bones that something terrible would happen that day but as a Mandalorian one gets used to the feeling. So he brushed it off and continued on with his morning routine and with waking up to hearing the laughter of his partner playing with the child, how hard could that be? Her smile when she saw him walk into the cockpit and the child cooing for his father always made him feel like the luckiest man in the galaxy. Din tried to focus on piloting the three of them to another safe planet but he still couldn’t shake the feeling. If only he knew how quickly it would all change.

It was an ambush, a trap. They should’ve seen it coming. He should’ve seen it coming. They were cut off from reaching the Razor Crest and had to fight their way out. The child was safe with Cara but Moff Gideon had found them. And they had to fight for their lives.

Everything happened so quickly yet time seemed to slow down all at once. Din was surrounded and couldn’t see Gideon approaching from behind. But she did. And she jumped in front of his blade.

Din watched as Moff Gideon pulled the darksaber out, watched as she fell to the ground. Everything else faded away, all he could focus on was her stunned, pained expression, hands moving to hold her stomach, all he heard was her helpless cry. And then, everything snapped back into focus, he let out an agonized scream and moved towards the man to retaliate but he had already retreated. Din knelt at her side, hands hovering over the hole in her stomach.

“No, no, no,” he chanted, staring down at her with frantic eyes, “Why would you do that? That hit was for me!”

“The beskar wasn’t covering you there. I couldn’t let you get hurt, you can’t” she wheezed, her jaw clenching as pain coursed through her, “You can’t always be the protector, you would’ve done the same if” She couldn’t finish her words

“Hey, shh, don’t speak,” tears gathered in his eyes, blurring his vision, “I’m going to try to stop your bleeding okay? You’re losing a lot of blood.”

But he knows, he’s seen death enough times to know, she wasn’t going to make it. He tried, but the cold embrace of death already had her.

“Din, stop,” she choked on her blood, “you know,” it was getting harder for her to breathe “I love you Din, I’m sorry. Make sure our child is safe.”

“I love you,” he promised her, smoothing the hair from her forehead,” until the end of time, my love.”

Her lips quipped faintly, but it was the most she could give him right now. Slowly, he removed his hand from her wound and pulled her into his arms, holding her to his chest. Her breaths were sharp and quick, and the sound rattled in her throat.

He knew it was the end now, and slowly rocked her back and forth, face pressed in his neck, breaths shallow and tapering off until there was no more. Her grip on his shirt fell and her hands fell limp.

“Come back,” he whispered in her ear, trying to fight the lump in his throat, the hole in his heart, ”Please, please come back,I’m sorry, it’s over now, please wake up, don’t do this to me, you can’t, “ he begged, like if he said it enough times she would, but it was too late, he cut himself off with a loud sob and held her tighter, “Please come back to me.”

And it was in that moment that Din realized what it was like to die while his heart was still beating.

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[sherniwrites]

Well, I was gonna send anon love, but you ruined it. Guess you gotta know who I am. Sherni, I love you so goddamn much and I hope you know that. You're one of the best friends a girl can ask for, and an amazing writer to boot. I'm so glad that Eve dragged you into our discord, and now I don't know how I'd live without you. Love you, girl. ❤️❤️

This rendered me speechless for a good minute. I love you so much. I know I haven’t been active on here or discord recently and I’m sorry. But I’m so thankful to have gained you as a best friend. Love you ❤️

[sherniwrites]

Home: Supernatural

Fandom: Supernatural

Warnings: None

Wordcount: 412

She wasn’t sure what was wrong. Just that something was extremely off. She felt like there was a pit in her stomach and it just kept growing and growing. Something was happening but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

So she did what she always did when something was wrong and pushed it to the back of her mind. She had other things to take care of.

Finishing off her hunt was easy. Cathartic even. After not having answers about herself for so long, having the evidence to recent killings being due to vampires and that leading to her cutting said vampires heads off? Extremely therapeutic.

Getting back to the motel she cleaned up, grabbed some greasy comfort food and a bottle of rum. Happily laying in bed she pulled out her phone. She didn’t have any notifications and it made the pit in her stomach return. Frowning she turned some music on and felt a smile tug on her face when her favorite song came on. It was a song she attributed to a certain pair of brothers.

It was the song that played when she saved the brothers asses from a pack of werewolves in a bar. It’s the song that played on their long cross country drives. The one that played when she was setting up her room at home with the boys.

Home

She was homesick

“I’m ...homesick,” she mumbled staring at the screen. She almost started laughing in disbelief at the realization.

She glanced at her watch, calculating how quickly she could make it back to the bunker before she shot up out of bed. Gathering her weapons, laptop, clothes and unopened bottle of rum she threw it all in her bag and grabbed her car keys. She checked out as quickly as possible and drove all night. The open empty roads getting her back home as the sun rose.

She all but burst through the front door. Her eyes softening as she took in the sight of the bunker. She walked into the library tracing her fingers over their initials carved into the wood. She spun around at the call of her name, a smile gracing her face and as she took in the sight of her boys, still in their pajamas with sleep in their eyes.

It wasn’t until she was pulled into their arms that she realized it wasn’t the bunker that was her home. No it was the Winchester’s.

And she was finally home.

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Frank Castle Drabble

Fandom: Marvel’s The Punisher

Note: this is all because of @c-qcat. I couldn’t find a source for the gif but if anyone knows who’s it is please let me know so I can give proper credit.

You hear him waken before he does. The bunker projecting the sound of the cot moving with Frank turning over, and then hearing him groan from the sedative still in his system has you moving towards him in an instant. By the time he’s coherent enough to call out your name you’re already at his side grasping his out stretched hand and coaxing him to not get up quite yet. His grip on reality is faint but his grip on your hand is strong. You feel him starting to fall back into consciousness as he turns silent, sleep not quite ready to release her embrace on him. You try to pull away but his hand only tightens, eyes fluttering open in a silent plea to have you stay. And you do, you always do.

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4:49 a.m.: Eddie Brock

Fandom: Marvel’s Venom

Warnings: None

Word Count: 345

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Female

The mind is an extremely powerful tool. One that she fell victim to one too many times. Her past swirled before her, playing out like a movie she never wished to see. Her mind was working overtime, overthinking every possible thought that gave her anxiety.

She heard Eddie shift around behind her. Heard his breathing change, indicating he was awake. He reached out for her and she turned around burying her face in his neck. Taking in his scent, his chest rising and falling, his arms tightening around her, his hand starting to play with her hair. “Can’t sleep?” His voice was groggy and she was positive he was going to fall back asleep soon.

She shook her head no into his neck, “Anxiety won’t let me sleep.” Her voice was small, admitting this was never easy for her. She felt like this was something only she was supposed to deal with. Alone. But Eddie Brock was not one to leave someone he loves when they need him.

The hand in her hair stopped moving “what’re you worried about?” He mumbled, trying to stay awake to help her, he knows what it’s like to be a prisoner in your own mind.

Truthfully she didn’t have a good answer, at least, not one she wanted to talk about. She just mewled and snuggled her head into his hand, silently asking him to continue with her hair.

She sighed, feeling at peace with Eddie. He always brought a sense of calm to her and she was thankful for him.

“I’ll get nightmares tonight.” She knew her mind well enough to know the tricks it’ll play.

“S’fine. I’ll be here when you wake up. Won’t leave you alone.” His words slurred as he pressed another kiss to her head before they both fell asleep.

And when she woke up from her nightmares, sweaty and out of breath. Eddie was there to pull her closer, sleepily kiss the top of her head and lull her back to sleep before she could even try to remember what had her so scared in the first place.

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Just Some Friendly Competition: Gladiolus Amicitia

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: Suggestive is that a warning ?

Word Count: 900

Pairing: Gladiolus Amicitia x Lianna Lucius Caelum (OC)

Note: This was written for @singlebecauseofthechocobros​. I hope you enjoy this Gladio piece, it’s my first time writing a suggestive piece so it may be a little off. But I hope you enjoy it and thank you for being such a caring, book loving, sassy soul that I can tell anything to. Love ya girl

Everyone knew that the king’s shield loved to read. And the holidays were Gladio’s favorite time of year, all the book sales and downtime gave him the chance to catch up on all the reading he feels he missed out on. In his current holiday read, two star crossed lovers were building gingerbread houses with each other after being snowed in which ended up with a lot of fluff and a confession of love that had Gladio all mushy inside. Gladio, being the amazing romantic boyfriend that he was, thought it would be a sweet idea to surprise Lianna with two kits. But Gladio forgot about one thing: their relationship is composed of two very very competitive people.

“Please babe I am the king of gingerbread houses.” he smirked at her from across the table at his girlfriend. They both had the day free and he loved the sight of his girlfriend so relaxed when she was away from the castle. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a bun and the little bit of sun that was peaking through the winter sky made her look ethereal. Gladio had the kits set out when she arrived and of course Gladio’s playful nature just had to make a comment.

Lianna cocked an eyebrow a devious smile playing on her lips “Are you really? Why don’t we make this interesting, whoever builds the better house gets to make the loser do whatever they want.”

“Oh it’s on babe. Hope your pride won’t be too injured when you see my work of art.”

“Stop trying to touch my house Gladio. Are you that scared of some competition?”

“I don’t understand how you could be so confident with this masterpiece of a house sitting right next to you.” Gladio scoffed, gesturing at his house to emphasize but watched in horror as his house wobbled and slowly caved in, much to Lianna’s delight.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she laughed, “You can’t be stingy with that frosting babe.”

“You’re the one eating all the frosting and candy!” He huffed

“Hey there is more than enough candy and frosting than we need.” the blonde whined. She was currently trying to pipe the roof and windows on and her hands were shaking from laughing at Gladio’s mistake. Gladio glanced up from his house at her and his face warmed at the sight of Lianna bent over the table her low cut sweater teasing at her bralette. He cleared his throat and went back to trying to rebuild his house when Lianna glanced up at him, her confused look morphing into a playful smirk when she realized what had him so flustered.

The pair continued, throwing taunts back and forth and Lianna made sure to never lighten up on her subtle teasing, delighted at the fact that her boyfriend was so affected by it. They were almost done and Li had to admit that Gladio’s house was pretty nice albeit a bit shaky.

Gladio tried to reach for a peppermint on the window of Li’s house and froze when the house wobbled. “I swear to Six Gladio, if you try to knock down my gingerbread house one more time, I will put snow on your face.”

“Oh will you? “ He drawled and Li barely had time to react before he darted towards her, making her scream and run out of the kitchen. She hurried away from her vindictive boyfriend, his laughter could be heard from behind her and it sent her on her own laughing fit. His strong arms wrapped around her waist. The pair bounced down on the bed, messing up the sheets as he made quick work of turning her body so he could straddle her thighs with such an ease it took her breath away.

“Gladdy,” Li squealed as he gathered her hand with one hand, knowing what was about to come next. Her laughter rang out as he tickled her side with his free hand.

“I’ll stop when you admit my house was better than yours.” He laughed over her groans and attempts to throw him off.

“Fine! Stop!” She yelled, realizing there was no way to get him off. Gladio eased off his hold, narrowing his eyes in waiting as Lianna tried to recover her breath. His hair was falling in his face and Lianna couldn’t resist the urge to brush it out of his way.

Gladio’s comeback got stuck in his throat when he looked at Lianna. She had frosting smeared on her cheeks and that content smile on her face that he absolutely loved because she was only like this around him.

“Ya know now that there’s frosting all over you I’m sure you’ll need some help taking it off. I will more than happily offer my assistance.” Gladio’s voice dropped deeper and Lianna’s body reacted to it immediately.

Her eyes met his and she raised an eyebrow her pink lips widening into a smirk, “Well, how could I say no to that?” She squealed as Gladio lifted her and all but ran into the bathroom with her over his shoulder.

Maybe some friendly competition wouldn’t hurt from time to time

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[sherniwrites]

Returning Home: Noctis Lucis Caelum

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None

Word Count: 717

Character: Noctis Lucis Caelum

Note: This is a little piece for @bleucommelhiver. Thank you for being such an amazing person who helped encourage me to start writing and loves angst as much as I do. Love you fashion queen. 

Noctis x Female Reader: ‘‘You can’t just disappear off the face of this earth, make a reappearance for the holidays and think everything will be okay.‘‘

Insomnia was a sight to behold. Snow had blanketed the city, the cold chill forcing the residents to bundle up but it seemed as if nothing could stop the town’s holiday spirit. Bright lights shined, decorations and merriment were everywhere. Insomnia was bustling with people trying to finish their holiday shopping, heading to holiday activities or just spending time with their loved ones. It was a beautiful sight yet it reminded her of the hole torn in her heart.

This year would be the first holiday season after she lost her whole world, after she lost Noctis. Everyone told her it’d get easier with time, no one said they meant it’d get easier to live with the hole left behind. When she first lost him, she felt her life leave her body, she felt her blood run cold and her knees crashing from under her but at the same time she couldn’t feel anything else. She didn’t want to feel anything else. And that’s what she did, she just kept walking tall, keeping herself busy because if she stopped for long enough and realized that he was dead she didn’t know how long it would take her to put herself back together again.

She made sure however, to never let her friends see her breaking so as she looked back at herself in the mirror, her long black gown falling perfectly she admired her ability to keep her head held high and her eyes strong, to not allow herself to fall. Ignis asked her to accompany her to a holiday party and she couldn't say no to him. Turning around she surveyed the room, his stuff was where he left it, untouched with the exception of his clothing that she held close to he at night, trying to ignore the fact that it couldn’t make up for him. She quickly rushed out of the house and to the venue, ready to keep her guard up and put that fake smile on for everyone around her.

This was a mistake, flashbacks were coming and going. Of Noctis, of better times. From when they were just friends and she was helping Noctis sneak out of these events, from when they were celebrating their first holiday as a couple and their friends would conveniently help them avoid guests to have some time alone. Ignis did his best to keep her comfortable and even left the party early to drop her home when he noticed it was becoming to much.

So she doesn’t think twice when there’s a knock on her door, the boys and Iris would always stop by when they felt her slipping away. But she certainly wasn’t expecting this.

She just stands frozen when she opens the door. Noctis is standing on her front steps, a bit disarranged and beyond drained but he’s alive and staring straight at her.

“I thought you were dead.” She blurts, a little shell shocked. The missing king laughs and she nearly starts to sob right there. She mourned him, thought she lost the love of her life but he’s alive and she didn’t realize just how much she missed him.

“Can’t keep me away that easily babe.” He’s shoving his hands into his coat pocket, a smug smile beginning to form.

“You can’t just disappear off the face of this planet and reappear for the holidays and think everything will be ok.” She felt tears run down her face as her voice cracked and his heart broke for her.

“I know I’m sorry but I promise I will explain everything to you. Just let us be happy for the holidays. Please.” Noctis was pleading to her. She knew she should get some answers first, that she should step back and analyze this situation but all that matters right now is that he’s alive and he’s home.

She regained her footing and practically tackled him, his hands flying out of his coat to catch her before they both end up on the floor. He’s kissing her before they both can realize it and it’s everything she had missed and craved for and more.

“Fuck, I missed you so much.” He pulled away pressing kisses all over her face.

“Let’s go inside Noct.” And he’s nodding and pulling her into their home before she finished her sentence.

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[sherniwrites]

YOU GUYS LOOK AT WHAT MY AMAZING FRIEND WROTE FOR ME IM CRYING 😭 ❤️

Merry late Christmas to @sherniwrites! I am so sorry this took so long. I hope you enjoy it and you crush this New Year! Also I apologize for tweaking the prompt. I thought it was for NYE the whole time and when I reread the prompt I had written about ¾ths of this lol. Anyway i love you girl and thank you so much for being a great friend. 

Original Prompt: : # 37 “You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

Edited due to my error: “You didn’t think I’d let you spend New Years alone did you?”

From the inside of his apartment Nyx only had one wish: that his damn television volume could be turned up louder. Even though the sound from the monitor echoed throughout his living space at max volume, the noise was still not loud enough to block out the hollering and cheers from the city above. The sounds of fire crackers and chants filled his home, driving him a bit towards madness with every passing minute.

Normally, he would be out with his comrades, celebrating the ringing in of the New Year, but tonight he just didn’t feel up to it. A night in didn’t sound half bad.

Sipping on his beer and attempting to focus on the news displaying on the television, Nyx was lulled out of his trance when he heard a knock on his door. He sighed to himself, expecting it to be Libertus and Crowe, there to drag his ass out for a night of gallivanting and drinks. What he had not expected was fellow glaive member Rai Alsayf posted in his doorway with a bottle of champagne in one hand with two glasses in the other and a small bad slung over her shoulders.

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You Make It Feel Like Christmas: Nyx Ulric

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 660 

Character: Nyx Ulric 

Note: This was written for the very lovely @c-qcat who is an amazing soul and has been an amazing friend. Hope everyone had a lovely holiday of they celebrated! 

Nyx x Female Reader: “ i’m making christmas cookies sTOP SNEAKING IN HERE TO EAT THE DOUGH OR I’LL SMACK YOU WITH A SPOON”

Christmas had always been a tough time for Nyx. Having lost so much, this time of year always brings back painful memories, always reminds him of what once was his. So ever since he left Galahd he had given up on Christmas and that’s how his life went.

But this year was different. This was the first year in his life that he had someone to celebrate it with and she was damned to make sure this was the best holiday season he ever has. She planned the holiday season to the max, from tree decorating, to ice skating and impromptu snowball fights (which Nyx enjoyed the most), to Christmas movies and gingerbread houses. And all the rushing around was worth it to see Nyx’s eyes light up with happiness.

It was two days before Christmas, and the couple decided to go absolutely nowhere and just stay in. A fresh blanket of snow covered the ground outside and she hummed along to the Christmas music she had playing in the background. She always spent the 23rd by baking all day, gifting her handmade treats was one of her favorite things to do during Christmas.

Nyx woke up as she was mixing her third set of Christmas cookies. He had to take a minute in the doorway to just appreciate the sight of his beloved. Her hair was pulled up in a bun, she had flour on her cheek and she looked completely content humming Christmas music and baking. The sight alone reminded Nyx why he falls in love with her more and more everyday.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she jumped when she felt Nyx’s hands around her waist. He chuckled and kissed her cheek, “Morning babe”

“You scared the shit out of me Nyx,” she laughed “What the hell am i going to do with you?”

“Babe I love you but why does it look like Betty Crocker stopped by our kitchen?” Nyx finally took in the sights of all the various cookies and cupcakes on the countertops and island.

“Well I have a tradition that I always bake and drop treats off for everyone I know, I just have two types of cookies left and then I’m done and can move onto decorating.” She pulled out yet another set of gingerbread from the oven and then placed another tray in.

While her back was turned, Nyx tried to taste the gingerbread but jumped back as she slapped his hand. “Not yet Nyx at least let them cool first.”

The hero pouted, “Come on they smell so good.”

“No Nyx go have a brownie or cupcake or something if you really want you can help me decorate cookies later but you’ll probably eat everything before I can give it away. ”

Nyx placed his hands over his heart, “Ouch babe that hurts right here.” he broke out into a grin at her laugh.

“Sorry hero but I have a lot of goodies to bake,” she was cut off by a knock on her door, “and a door to answer be right back. Don’t do anything stupid” while she went to go answer it and Nyx decided there was no harm in trying the cookie dough but he was quite literally caught with his finger in the bowl.

“Nyx I swear to Six, stop trying to eat my cookie dough before I smack you with a spoon!”

“If it’s any consolation, the dough tastes amazing,” he couldn’t wipe the smirk off his face as he made a show of licking the dough off his finger. He backed her against the counter and leaned in, his lips almost touching hers only to laugh and grab a gingerbread from behind her. His eyes sparked playfully as took a bite. “If you need me I’ll be on the couch.”

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Memories for Ourselves: Prompto Argentum

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None

Word Count: 850

Character: Prompto Argentum

Note: Merry Christmas everyone! Sorry for being so MIA lately but I wanted to come back and post this small piece for @toastyfiction.

Prompto x Female Reader:  “This picture of me letting the snowflakes hit my face with my eyes closed in the forest is in the school newspaper as winner for a picture competition and you apparently took the picture, and I want an explanation… wow you have very pretty eyes.”

She walked out of her last class, regretting staying up so late the night before and ready to take a nap. At least she was going to have lunch with her roommate, Cat and was thankful she had gotten to the cafe before the lunch rush and was able to save a table.

Cat threw her bag down and plopped in the seat next to her, "You never told me you modeled?"

Hear head snapped up and she peered at Cat "Are you still drunk from last night? I do not like to be in front of a camera."  She took note of the newspaper in her hand and teased her "Since when do you read?"

"I do when my best friend is on the cover" Cat beamed

“Excuse me?”

Cat shoved the paper in her face "Well your picture is on the front page of the newspaper."

She snatched the paper and gasped when she saw the picture. She remembered the day clearly, she had just gotten her midterms back and had found out she aced all of them. She took a shortcut home to tell her roommate when it had started  to snow. As much as she hates being cold, she couldn't help but take in the beautiful sight. She found it odd that she didn't notice anyone but that may have been from the happiness high.

"What the hell is this? Who the hell takes pictures of random people in the forest?"

"Well as long as it isn't a stalker. You look amazing in it girl.Says here the guy's name is Prompto Argen-something. Do we know him?"

"I don't think so but you do realize someone just took a picture of me and allowed it to be published for the whole school to see? And it's on the front page!" She took a deep breathe "You know what it's ok, not like many people read the newspaper anymore."

Cat was smug as she looked at her best friend "Weellllll, it's also on the emailed newsletter and on all of the social media accounts."

She thought she was about to have a meltdown. There is no way she can avoid the attention. The thought alone made her breathing start to pick up.

Her friend noticed the potential anxiety attack her friend was about to have and quickly tried to diffuse the situation. "Hey you know what, let's just go to the media building and straighten things out. We can also find this Prompto guy and tell him off for this."

She quickly clammed up, "No we don't have to tell anyone off, we'll just nicely ask him why he did it and ask him to take it down"

"Fine we'll start your way but if he says anything to you I will release hell on him." Cat threatened and her friend knew better than to get in the way of Cat’s march of hell.

After lunch the pair headed towards the journalism department and after a lot of convincing were told that the only way to have the picture taken down is by the explicit notice from the photographer. Which then led the pair on another goose chase to find this possibly creepy mystery photographer.

Cat had to head to her next class after helping her best friend locate him but she promised she'd be home later and would make dinner. She took a deep breath before walking to the back of the library. There was a beautiful pond and garden that she always found calming. She found her mysterious photographer snapping photos of the snow coated wonderland.

Ok it's now or never

She straightened her posture and stalked over to him. "Excuse me are you Prompto?"

When he turned around she almost choked. No one said he'd be cute

Prompto himself was taken aback by seeing her. "oh shit you're her."

She laughed nervously, "Yea it's me." Before she could even start her thought out argument, he started to ramble.

"I am so so sorry for submitting that picture of you without your permission I was just walking home and saw you and you looked so perfect that I had to take a picture and then I tried to find you but couldn't and my friends told me to just go for it and I submitted even though I probably shouldn't have and I am so so sorry."

Her eyes widened and she tried to calm the hyper blond down. "Hey woah it's alright, I'm just not a fan of attention and wasn't expecting this."

"Do you want me to take it down? I can retract my submission and give up the scholarship. I just thought you were really cute then I mean I still think you're cute but I didn't mean to "

"No, No it's fine, wait did you just call me cute?" She questioned

Prompto got even more red and flustered and she appreciated being around someone so innocent. “No, I mean yes, but I..”

Sensing another ramble she cut him off, “Would you want to grab lunch one day Prompto?”

Her grin matched his when he said, “I’d really like that.”

Tags: @creative-frequency @c-qcat @owldearest @lucianhuntress @singlebecauseofthechocobros @bleucommelhiver 

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Ok I know I’ve been inactive for months but my best friend wrote me this amazing smut and y’all need to check her out cus 😍🔥

Dressing Down and Up (Noctis X OC)

Rating: NSFW

Pairing: Noctis x OC (Raihana Alsayf)

Word count:398

Tagging: @glaive-eve @sherniwrites, @singlebecauseofthechocobros, @bleucommelhiver, @lucianhuntress, @promptoastandjam

It wasn’t a very princely thing to do. Noctis knew this. But he had to do it. He had to watch his girlfriend dress for the morning. He watched from beneath his eyelids as she slipped from underneath his covers, her darker skin shining in the early morning’s light. He followed her movement around the room, enjoying the view of her rear as she bent to retrieve her underwear from where he’d thrown them in his haste to taste her.  He’d buried his head between the thighs she was slowly pulling the fabric over, latching onto her sex. The way she moaned as he sucked and kissed her most sensitive of places, the way she gripped his hair as his tongue drew patterns over her clit, the way she felt around the fingers he slowly pumped in and out of her; It was magical.

He watched her hands slide up her body as she leaned back in a stretch, her back arching gracefully, reminiscent of the way she arched as she unraveled in his arms. Noctis felt himself stirring at the memories. Unable to keep still, he opened his eyes fully, no longer hiding his wakefulness and sat up against the headboard.

Raihana turned at the noise behind her, smiling softly as she gazed into her lover’s eyes. She smiled at him. Her mind drifted to the last time she saw his eyes blown wide, the black of his pupils starting to overtake the blue she’d gotten so used to seeing everyday. He’d laid there, his hands gripping her ass as she moved against him, her hands braced on his thighs to give herself leverage. She shook the thought from her head, a new, devious one forming. She stalked towards the prince’s bed, a seductive smirk forming on her lips.

She purred the prince’s name as she slowly crawled onto the bed, making her way to him. She trailed kisses up his bare torso, nipping lightly at his jaw. Noctis’ hands found her body, caressing and tracing every scar he could find from years of hunting for her tribe.

His guard was down. Raihana straddled his hips, pressing him into the bed.

“Rai, babe, if you wanted me, you just had to wake me up.”

“But Noct, that’d be no fun.” Her hand found its way to his cock, her fingers running  up and down his shaft teasingly.

It wasn’t long before Raihana found herself on her back, divested of her underwear again, the pair being thrown into yet another corner of the room as Noct buried himself between her legs once again.

So much for getting dressed.

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Home: Nyx Ulric

Day 6: Another Life- Happy Ending for @nyxulricweek

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None, SFW

Word Count: 605

Character: Nyx Ulric/ OFC

Note: Sometimes one forget how good it feels to be home. AKA Nyx Ulric deserves a happy ending.

Not knowing if any mission he went on would be his last, Raihana hardly got any sleep while Nyx was away. They had been together for years and the anxious feeling in her core never went away. Nyx had currently been away for a little over two weeks and Raihana was starting to worry, but Nyx could handle himself, she knew that.

      Even Nyx felt horrible leaving her by herself so often and when they stumbled upon an open dog adoption in the park on their walk home and a little golden lab managed to escape his makeshift pen and charge at Raihana and Nyx, he took it as a sign and decided that they both needed a little companion in their life. They both knew he was the one and named him Thor, for how he ran like lightning when he was excited.

       And Raihana loved having Thor around, it made the house feel less empty when Nyx was away and his hyperness always pulled a smile on her face and seeing him and Nyx interact together was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

After a tiring day of being forced out of the house by her friends on her day off, Raihana was fast asleep when Nyx came home. He had just gotten back and after checking in, had rushed straight home, hoping he could see his beautiful love and Thor for the first time in weeks even though it was almost 4 a.m. Since Raihana was dead asleep, she wasn’t able to hear a key be inserted into the front door. But little Thor was able too, and he got off his bed and started pawing at the door trying wake his owner up.

Raihana was raised out of her slumber to the sound of her pup pawing at the door. Thinking he had to go out, she got out of bed, throwing a sweatshirt on and opened the bedroom door. What she hadn’t expected was seeing Thor pouncing on Nyx the second he got the door open. All her tiredness faded as she watched their reunion, little Thor excitedly jumping around Nyx, too hyper for him to be able to be petted properly.

Raihana smiled and leaned against the doorway, thankful that Nyx was home safe. Thor finally sat still enough for Nyx to crouch next to him and pet him. Nyx looked up and locked eyes with Raihana and she gave a soft smile.

“Hey handsome. Welcome home.” Her voice was still laden with sleep but her eyes shined with love and it managed to take Nyx’s breath away for a minute.

He slowly got up and walked towards her cupping her face gently in his hands and pulling her in for a sweet kiss, knowing he was home the second her lips touched his. He rested his forehead against hers, slate eyes locking with brown and in a bit of a delayed response replied, “Hey beautiful.” a smile tugging at his lips.

He never really realized how much Raihana, and now Thor, felt like home to him. It wasn’t the walls and the roof, nor was it even the food she said she had prepared for him, no, it was her, and her disheveled hair and the way her feet padded to the kitchen and Thor’s paws clicked after, it was the way she smiled at him and how happy she made him feel, how just walking through the door and seeing the two managed to lift the weight off his shoulder, made him lighter and he will always find a way back to them, back home.

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Dinner: Nyx Ulric

Day 4: Drunken Shenanigans and Hobbies for @nyxulricweek

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None, SFW

Word Count: 405

Character: Nyx Ulric/ Female 

Note: Sometimes Nyx is full of surprises and sass

“You know,” she had a teasing tone to her voice,”when you said dinner at my place I thought you were going to order takeout or something,” sitting at the kitchen island, she raised an eyebrow in Nyx’s direction who flashed her a smile.

“What? Thought I didn’t know how to cook?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Nah I just figured the hero wouldn’t care much about cooking and all that,” she smirked

“Oh yea, definitely. No cooking or cleaning for the big hero. All I care about is protecting and taking care of enemies,” he playfully rolled his eyes

“Well duh, that and getting in trouble and always ending up on wall duty,” Nyx threw his head back and laughed.

“Oh yea when I’m not dealing with threats to insomnia, I’m raising the captains blood pressure. He joked, he leaned forwards on the counter, mirroring her position. “And for your information,” his hand pinched her nose, “I am an excellent cook.”

She was about to retort only to be interrupted by the ding of the timer.

“See that’s the sound of my skills.” He put on gloves and popped the oven open. she tried to see what Nyx had made but from her position, Nyx’s frame blocked her view. He walked to the table and she followed eager to see if his cooking lived up to his words.

Nyx Ulric really was a man of many surprises, he had set the table for dinner with candles and plate setting. He must have caught her staring because he set the dish down. “Contrary to popular belief, fighting and drinking are not my only specialties.”

“I didn’t say anything,” she held her hands up “I was just admiring the table.”

“Maybe not but you were thinking it.” She shot him an annoyed glare in return.

“Don’t get to cocky now. If the food is horrible I’m leaving.”

“Remind me to get my head checked out the next time I invite you over”

“I’ll remind you to get that stick out of your ass while you’re at it. “ she cocked her head and gave him a smug smile.

Nyx pulled a chair out for her and platted her food. She lost her teasing nature and looked at Nyx sincerely, “Nyx?” He hummed in reply “Thank you for this. I love it.” His eyes locked with hers and he kissed her cheek.

“Anything for you.”

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The Proposal: Prompto Argentum

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None

Word Count: 900

Character:  Prompto Argentum

Note: This is a late birthday gift for @promptoastandjam. I hope you enjoy this Prompto piece and I hope you had a wonderful birthday. 

Also you can check out Gladio’s version here

She had a pretty rough week. Whether it was dealing with rough clients, family affairs or school, she had shitty week. She was thankful it was finally Friday and she was given the weekend off.  All she wanted to do was pig out on food, play some video games and have a lazy weekend with Prompto. She sighed as she got to their shared apartment and fumbled for her keys.

She was so tired she almost didn’t realize what was different about the place. Almost. After she took off her shoes, and put her jacket and bag away did she pause and take in her home. There were maybe hundreds of pictures of her, some with prompto and their friends and family, some candid that she didn’t even know existed. She walked to the first picture by the entryway and picked it up, it was the first picture she took with Prompto. Flipping it over she saw Prompto’s scrawled writing.

Reason I love you #1: You accept me no matter what

She gasped and moved onto the next photo of her kneeling and playing with a cat,

Reason I love you #12: your smile is so beautiful and always makes me happy

She kept moving through the house and finding new pictures, her smile only growing and heart only getting fuller.

Reason I love you #27: You never faltered and you had faith in us. Even when I stumbled slightly in the very beginning. You never swayed.

She picked up the next one and laughed at the picture of her and Prompto at the assassins festival, both hugging a grumpy Noct

Reason I love you #36: And you allow me to teach you things that I know you have little interest in.

The next photo was from the time they stayed the night in hammerhead.

Reason I love you # 49: I love how you tell me that this is like nothing you have experienced before.

A selfie of the time she taught the boys badminton

Reason I love you #57: How every day you teach me something new.

A picture of the two at the beach with ice cream on their faces.

Reason I love you #61 I love how you get mad with me when I question your love. Because it frustrates you that I would ever question how devoted you are.

There was a picture of their 3rd dating anniversary,

Reason I love you #73 And how you forgive me so quickly for everything else that I say and do that hurts you. And you never mention it again.

The next was a candid of her feeding a Chocobo

Reason I love you #82 How you are able to find beauty in small things and show me how to appreciate it.

She was in their bedroom now and the flowers and pictures in the room took her breath away

Reason I love you #99 The way you hold me like you never want to let me go.

The last picture from their get away to Galdin Quay, the pair were relaxing in the spa for her birthday.

Reason I love you #103 I love you not only because who you are but also because who I am when I am with you.

The last one she found was a note on their bed.

There will be a car to pick you up at 6.

She looked at the time and had 15 minutes to fix her makeup and put on something nice. She let out a light laugh when the car that pulled up right on time was the Regalia. She gave Ignis a hug and the conversation between them flowed smoothly, even though he avoided all questions about where he was taking her.

Finally, Ignis pulled up to the citadel and escorted her to the roof and left promptly. She let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding and walked out. The sunset behind the love of her life made him glow like a god and she all but ran into his arms for the sweet notes at home.

“I see you’ve gotten the notes.” He laughed into her hair, pulling back to greet her with a kiss.

“I did. I loved it. I love you. Thank you.” The smile on her face never fell and the brightness in her eyes never dulled looking at him.

He led her to a picnic he set up with all of her favorite food and wine. He poured the two of them a glass and the conversation and food led on into the evening. It wasn’t until well after the sun had set did Prompto begin to look nervous.

“Is everything ok babe?” She questioned, brushing his hair out of his face.

He cleared his throat and grabbed her hands, “You have been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you for so many reasons and everyday I’m with you the list grows. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

“Are you serious?” Prompto nodded a little misty eyed, and laughed when she let out a squeal.”Yes of course I will.” He almost toppled over when she hugged him and then he pulled back suddenly.

“Wait the ring. I forgot to pull out the ring.” She burst out laughing and pulled him down into a kiss.

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It’s You: Nyx Ulric

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV 

Warnings: None 

Word Count: 800

Character: Nyx Ulric

Note: Wishing a very happy birthday to @glaive-eve. Thank you for encouraging me to get back into writing and introducing me to so many amazing people. Wishing you an amazing year and hope you enjoy this Nyx piece even though it is a tad late. 

It had been…quite a week to say the least. Nothing had gone as planned for either of the two best friends. She woke up late multiple times, one of her coworkers quit and the other was out sick so she had to work overtime and deal with pestering family members. Nyx was put on wall duty all week due to defying orders and Captain Drautos kicked their asses in training. The Astrals also decided that it was the perfect time for a rainstorm and Nyx cursed as he walked to her apartment.

All she could think was thank Six it was Friday. Instead of doing what they did every Friday, which was takeout, booze and movies, she decided to cook one of Nyx’s favorite meals. She knew through their text conversations that her best friend had also had a hard week, and wanted to do a little something extra to make him feel better.

Nyx lost track of time in his aggressive thoughts and had finally reached her apartment. He used the key she had given him and instantly felt at home when he walked in. She had her favorite music on, the food smelt amazing and the smile she gave him when he appeared made Nyx need to take a second to realize what he was feeling.

“You’re right on time. Foods ready but let me get you a towel first. Don’t need you dripping all over my couch.” He let out a chuckle at his state and took off his boots and coat. After quickly drying off, he made his way to the kitchen and was greeted with her plating his favorite.

“Why did you cook? You didn’t have to do that.” He asked, knowing she also had a difficult week and was more than likely exhausted

“I didn’t have to but I wanted to. We both had a rough week, thought we needed some proper comfort food.” She jokingly pulled his plate back, “If you don’t want it that’s cool, more for me.”

She handed him his plate regardless and he followed her to the couch with a six pack in hand. His favorite movie was already set and the fireplace quickly warmed him up.

How long had it been since he had this? Especially the way she made it, no other place could compare. She watched him with a smile, as she awaited judgement. He dove in and the moan he let out was salacious. “No need to boost my ego that much Nyx.” She laughed, her eyes bright.

“I’m really not. This is amazing.” His words were truthful, the tension that washed away from him was all the evidence she needed. “Thank you.”

Her smile faltered a bit, “Anytime Nyx.” She tried to suppress the feeling in her stomach and started eating, conversation between them never ceasing. She quickly cleared the plates and brought out a plate of brownies. (Nyx wasn’t the only one who needed comfort food.)

She tried to ignore the way he was staring at her, but it was hard to focus on the thriller playing on the TV as she laughed at his story. She was used to being in love with him, used to the feeling that bubbles in her chest everytime he smiled at her, everytime he joked with her. But she was not quite sure what to feel with him staring at her.

He wasn’t sure what changed. Normally he was great at hiding his love for his best friend but something felt off in the air between them, and it made nerves flutter in his stomach.

A scream came from the TV, but she wasn’t sure why. She swallowed the lump in her throat as Nyx sighed and his arm over the back of the couch teased her arm and she glanced up at him. She couldn’t help it and leaned into him, feeling at peace when he kissed the top of her head.

“I don’t know about you,” he broke the silence softly and she looked up at him, “but I’m tired of pretending there’s nothing between us. I’m tired of pretending I’m not in love with you.If you don’t then we can pretend nothing ever happened but I had to get that off my chest.”

She choked his name out, cupping his face and leaning up, meeting his eyes for a moment and Nyx didn't hesitate. It took a moment to register his lips on hers but when she did, it was like nothing she ever experienced. She loved all of it, from the hand around her waist that pulled her closer to the way that this just felt right. She realized she doesn’t want him to stop and it’s clear in the way she tangled her fingers in his hair and held him closer.

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The Proposal: Gladiolus Amicitia

Fandom: Final Fantasy XV

Warnings: None

Word Count: 900

Pairing: Gladiolus Amicitia x Reader

Note: This is an extremely late birthday gift for @singlebecauseofthechocobros​. I hope you enjoy this Gladio piece. I’m also thinking about making these propsal things for more characters but idk.

You and Gladio walked arm in arm, the fall weather was chilly but not noticeably so. Gladio had planned the day out and after lunch at home, you two headed out to the movies and were walking to the town square to hang out until your dinner reservations in a few hours.

 Glancing over, you noticed Gladio was deep in thought, his eyebrows were furrowed and his body was tense. The fact that you startled him by laying your free hand on his arm worried you.

 “Gladio,” you asked softly, “Is everything alright?”

Gladio shook his head and was about to tell you something but his phone ringing interrupted. He fished it out of his pocket and his brows furrowed looking at the ID, “I gotta take this love, it’s Iris”

 You smiled and waved him away, wondering what he was about to tell you before Iris called. You pulled your coat around you tighter, trying not to overthink things, you know he’ll tell you as soon as he’s done. You admired the relationship he had with Iris, always making sure she’s taken care of and supporting her in everything.

 Gladio looked a bit irritated when he was walking back to you, but it faded as you gave him a questioning look, “Iris forgot she needed a book for a report due tomorrow. She asked me to get it for her. Is it ok if we go the the library? She says she put it on hold so we’ll be in and out.”

 You smiled softly, “Of course we can go. You know I don’t mind anything as long as I’m with you. Just don’t let me start looking at books, otherwise we’ll never make our reservations.” Gladio laughed and grabbed your hand. You loved the library for many reasons, but mainly because it was where you and Gladio met. 

You had just moved to the city and were visiting the beautiful library for the first time You were so awestruck with the gothic architecture you weren't watching where you were going and bumped into a wall and fell back. The supposed wall was Gladio who had his nose buried in one of your favorite books. He helped you up and apologized profusely but you let him know you were both at equal fault. Small talk proceeded into a personal tour of the library and then an in depth discussion about books you guys loved and despised. Man could you rant about Things Fall Apart. As you were leaving Gladio asked you out to coffee, “You know to talk about books some more” You happily agreed and that was the start of your three year relationship.

  You were pulled back to the present by Gladio squeezing your hand lightly and asking if everything was ok.

 “Just thinking about the first day we met.” You smiled.

 Gladio chuckled, “What do you always says about meeting me?”

 You rolled your eyes, “Why ask questions you already know the answer to? I said that since you were reading a book I love, the book was recommending you.” You two finally reached the library and its beauty still managed to take your breath away. 

 Heading in, Gladio went to the circulation desk to ask for the book Iris needed while you looked at some of the displays. You raised your eyebrows at the book he was carrying. It looked like it was self bound and had no title. 

 “Is that it? What’s the book on?” You guys had walked out and were at the entrance. Gladio shrugged and handed the book to you, “I don’t know, just doing what I am asked. You can take a look if you want.” You were about to walk down the steps but Gladiolus’ hand stopped you. You gave him a questioning look but shrugged and flipped through the book.

 You gasped at what you saw. The book looked homemade because it was. You had to take a minute to go through the whole thing, starting from the first page, which had a detailed drawing of you two. Each page was about you two. Starting with how you met, your fist date, a lot of your firsts actually, happy memories and reason he’s fallen in love with you, the last page had a drawing of him on one knee holding a ring. Tears welled in your eyes and when you looked up, you saw Gladio in the same position, saying your name softly.

 “From the day you walked into my life, well actually crashed, you’re all I think about. You are the stars in my sky, the reason I fight. Everyday I fall more and more in love with you. Will you give me the honor of being your husband?”

“Yes.” You nodded your head, “Yes. Of course.” You were beaming at him through tears, and that quickly turned into a laugh when Gladio slipped the ring on and picked you up and spun you around. He set you down and dipped you, giving you a loving kiss as you heard cheers in the background. Parting from him you turned and saw your friends and family at the bottom of the steps.

 Your heart was overflowing with love and Gladio wrapped his arms around you. “Shall we future Mrs. Amicitia?” 

 “And what if I want to hyphenate?” You laughed, walking down the stairs to celebrate with your loved ones.