#Iris x Reader

[reareaotaku]

Genderbent! Iris [Lolirock] Headcanons

Oh god, he thinks you're so pretty

He was enamored by you, thinking you were out of this world

Which is crazy, because you thought the same thing when you first saw him

With the help from Aaron [Auriana] and Tyler [Talia], he's able to approach you confidentially

Though, when you look at him all his confidence disappears

"Hi, how are you?"

"Uh- I... um.." He stutters over his words, which causes his friends to mentally facepalm. They have to come save him

"Sorry about him. He was hit by a soccer ball earlier today," Aaron says, smiling, pulling his best friend away

"Oh god, I can't believe that just happened."

"Oh, it's fine, Iris. I'm sure she'll forget about."

The next time you meet, you instantly recognize him

"How's your head?"

"What?"

"The soccer ball?"

He blushes, before rubbing his face, extremely embarrassed

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. Thanks for uh, asking."

You both hit it off pretty well and Iris nearly forgets he's crushing on your hard

You're very charming and it makes him wonder where you've been his whole life

He doesn't tell you about the magic stuff as a way to protect you

It's cute that you're blissfully unaware

But you're going to find out sooner or later and while Iris knows this, he's scared how you'll react knowing he's different-

Though, he knows you would never judge him, but he's still scared you'll be mad because he didn't tell you

[frickingnerd]

iris with a s/o who adores her voice

pairing: iris sagan / a-set x gn!reader

tags: fluff, established relationship, implied ai:ni setting

iris has a great voice, otherwise she wouldn't have made it as far as she did as an idol!

as an idol, she tends to sing very cheerful and even silly songs, but at home she sings some more quiet songs for you as well

she really can pull those off well, always sounding very calming when singing those songs for you

it even goes as far as you preferring to have your girlfriend sing calm songs for you, instead of the cheerful songs she sings for work

but it's not just her singing voice that you love!

iris simply has a voice you could get lost in

no matter what she's talking about, you just love listening to her

often she tells you about some things she did when meeting up with mizuki, kizuna and amame, but other times she talks about work or her twitch streams with you

speaking of her twitch streams…

when she's busy with work or school, you tend to watch her streams or vods of them, while doing your own things

you might not be able to spend time with your girlfriend right now, but at least you can hear her voice…

[sardonic-the-writer]

could I have "when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don’t even think about me." For a anti x male or gn reader as a promt from the protective protective list?

of course!!! love it when people request things from characters I have written for in a while <3

You couldn't move.

Dozens of sleek black barrels pointed at you both like a silent death sentence. Harsh red lights washed over everyones face, giving the impression that the hallways was bathed from head to toe with blood. Which wasn't too far from the truth.

Buzzers both distant and near blared into the air. The sound covered up the painful moans of scientists turned blobs of deformed flesh on the ground. Something that you would have been thankful for if the circumstances were different.

"Alter 114209!" Someone yelled somewhat fearfully from the semi circle of armed gaurds. "Stand down or we'll shoot!"

You slowly turned to look at the person, er, thing, that they were speaking to. You could feel your eyes darting around his rigid face with fear. Gaze uncertain.

Anti bared his teeth with a harsh cackle.

"If you don't put your hands in the air in the next ten seconds, my men will fire!!"

His fingers twitched. Itching to latch around someone's neck you supposed. It was funny, really, how little you knew about this demon despite spending the past thirty six hours of your life dedicated to helping him and a few other people escape this madhouse.

"When I say run (Y/n)—" He growled, white pupils burning with hatred. "—I need you to do as I say and don't even think about me. Got it?" His gaze was petrifying. It reminded you of a story you had been forced to read and over analyze in class years ago. An ancient greek myth about a hideous monster that could turn people to stone.

Swallowing at that moment felt like you were trying to force a wad of dry cotten down your throat, but you managed a small nod. Anti gave a curt one back to you in return.

"Just don't do anything to Chase." Was all you managed to wisper back before the first bullet cracked through the air.

And Anti let hell loose.

[randoimago]

greetings! may i request kizuna chieda, iris sagan, moma kumakura and kuruto ryuki with a s/o that gets arrested for a crime they didn't commit?

S/O Being Arrested for a Crime They Didn't Commit

Fandom: Ai: The Somnium Files

Character(s): Kizuna Chieda, Iris Sagan, Moma Kumakura, Kuruto Ryuki

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): I just imagine all of them calling Date like, "What the hell?"

Kizuna

Kizuna is immediately calling Date and asking for his help. She would love to go to the crime scene to look for herself, but knows she can't interfere in police business, even if it's for the sake of her S/O.

If she's allowed to visit you then she makes sure to always have a smile on her face in hopes it cheers you up. You will be fine, S/O. She promises that you will be okay.

While she gives you smiles, she has to go and see Iris because of feeling so hopeless and upset because she can't do anything to help you. Iris helps calm Kizuna down (and makes some calls to Date herself).

Iris

Absolutely going to crash the crime scene. She won't do anything to ruin it, but she's going to the scene to do her own investigating. Will blackmail Date over something if he tries to get her to leave.

Seriously, she's not going to stand by while her S/O is in jail for some bullshit crime that they didn't commit! She'll gladly hand out autographs and do her signature poses as a way to bribe the cops to let her stay.

That said, she does trust Date to find the truth out with the whole sync thing, but she still wants to see if she can help find stuff out without resorting to that.

Moma

"What the fuck, Date?" Would be what he says when he calls the idiot. Date is his link to the police and he just learned that you were arrested for something that Moma knows you didn't commit.

Will see if he can find some shady cops to bribe to get you out of jail faster (which also makes you seem a bit more guilty even if it wasn't your doing). Moma also questions his men, telling them to figure out who is using his S/O as a damn scapegoat.

God he wants to visit you at the jail so badly, but he doesn't trust the damn cops so hopefully he can call you at least. He's sure Date could pull a few strings so he can talk to you. Moma is quick to tell you that he loves you and will get you out of this.

Ryuki

Oh this is an interesting one. With Ryuki's sense of justice, finding out that you got arrested for a crime has him feeling a mix of things. First off, you're his S/O so he wants to believe you didn't do it. But a small part of his brain wonders if you did. If you've been tricking him this whole time.

Might be a bit distant from you, not even visiting you when you're in interrogation. He's going to search for the truth on his own and doesn't want to risk talking to you and learning that maybe… maybe you did do it.

He's lucky he has Date and Tama to keep his head on straight. It'd probably take convincing from them to go and see you because you need him right now. There's no way you did the crime and you need Ryuki to comfort you. So Ryuki goes and apologizes profusely, swearing he'll prove your innocence.

[irisintheafterglow]

hi!!! could i request pro hero!bakugo & pro hero!reader where bkgs doing an interview and they ask about relationships and his answer is “I thought you people already knew that im married”

i have no idea how to word things but i hope that was readable🙏🙏

keeping it in the family

wc: 1.6k

cw/tags: swearing, mentions of drinking and alcohol, established relationship, dialogue-driven

note: RAHHH I LOVE HUSBAND BAKUGO. anyways !!! i hope you like this, i did get a little carried away when writing it so hopefully it makes sense. thank you for your ask!!!

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated <3

“And we’re on in five, four, three, two…give ‘em hell.” The roar of excited applause jumbles together with the late-night show’s opening theme and the screams of excited fans can still be heard even as Kirishima flashes a blinding smile to the camera. 

“Good evening, everyone, and welcome to Heroes on Heroes! We’re so glad you’re joining us tonight, seeing as this is the finale of season one!” The audience cheers with fiery passion and it makes the three heroes onstage chuckle nervously. This was going to be a long night, especially if the superfans were crying after every word they spoke. “I’m Red Riot,” he pauses while the cheering erupts once again, “and I’m joined by my fellow pros, Chargebolt and Dynamight.” You wince from your place at sidestage from the sheer wave of noise that slams into your eardrums when the latter is introduced. 

“Thanks for having us tonight, man,” Denki grins. He eagerly drums the armrests of his chair, to the left of Kirishima. “I’ve been looking forward to doing one of these since I saw Deku’s a few weeks back.” 

“It’s a great concept, really. I love being able to just chat with you guys and shoot the shit about hero stuff. It’s so manly.” Kirishima turns expectantly to the other hero sitting to his right, whose hot-headed nature was blatantly obvious by how he was slumped in his chair, squinting slightly at the burning spotlights and clicking cameras. You admire Kirishima’s confidence in forcing Katsuki to say something. “What about you, Bakugo? How’re you feeling tonight?” 

“I’m alright,” he shrugs indifferently. Your breath catches in your throat and you can hear the Dynamight agency’s publicist put his head in his hands. “It’s been a while, so it’s good to see you guys,” he adds with unexpected fondness and you exhale in relief. His eyes meet yours for half a second and he shoots you a wink that makes your knees wobbly. “I saw that save at the bridge collapse last week, Shitty Hair. Pretty decent work.” Kirishima blinks once, twice, and then glances at Denki. Katuski’s blank look narrows into a scowl. “The hell are you looking like that for? I got shit in my teeth or something?”

“No, no. Sorry, man,” Kirishima laughs. “I just wasn’t expecting a compliment from you so early in the show.”

“Yeah, we thought we’d have to booze you up a little more to get you to be nicer,” Denki jokes and he recoils a bit when he’s struck with a molten hot glare from the hero across from him. 

“Whatever you’re about to say, bro, don’t say it,” Kirishima warns and the crackles in Katsuki’s palms gradually dissipate. “But, I’m wondering too. What’s with the good mood?” 

“I guess I feel like playing nice tonight,” he answers cryptically, his gaze flicking over to you again with amusement. You can almost sense the fainting girls falling over each other in the front row. Kirishima’s attention subtly darts over to you and a knowing smirk grows over his face. It was the first time you and Katsuki were at the same press event, since you both thought it was too dangerous to sneak around until now. “But, talk about that bridge save. I don’t think a lot of people know that the guy was wanted by several agencies.”

“Ooh, yeah,” Denki agrees with a quick sip of his drink. He swallows and sets the glass down with a light thud. “He’d been giving us hell for weeks. It's not really the best matchup for a sand villain to be going up against an electric hero.”

“It was the sand villain and his wife, wasn’t it? That chick with the melting Quirk?”

“Yep, they were a nasty couple to deal with,” Kirishima confirms. “I had to keep track of this guy’s damn sand spikes and his wife turning the floor to goop at the same time.”

“Goop is a weird-ass way to put it,” Katsuki points out with obvious distaste. 

“Yeah, but he was a pretty goopy guy.” Chuckles ripple through the audience and you can’t help breaking a smile too at Kirishima’s joke. 

“I think for me, at least,” Denki adds, “the biggest pain was the fact that they were married, and they had, like, marriage telepathy or something.”

“Bro, I thought that was just me! Here I was, thinking that I’d incapacitated one and split them from the other, when bam! Both of them appear in front of me like a damn genie.” 

“You ever have to deal with villain couples, Bakubro?”

“Nah, not recently. We’ve been doing a lot of big raids on all the crime families downtown.” He flexes his right bicep and pulls back the sleeve of his shirt to show a gnarly purple spot growing on his skin. “Got this little beauty three days ago from a neo-Hassaikai asshole.” You're not fazed by the ugly shade of the wound because you were the one who stitched up the...less visible results of the raid.

“Jeez, man,” Denki says in disbelieving awe at his friend’s injury. “If you ever need backup, we’d love to do a team up with you.” 

“I think I’d rather die–”

“My agency would also love to team-up with you,” Kirishima interjects before Katsuki can finish his thought. The heart rate monitor of his publicist begins to rapidly beep behind you. “We can have a threeway team-up! That’d be pretty cool, don’t you guys think?” 

“What if we all just merged into one big super agency? Like a big family?”

“That sounds like the stupidest shit–” Again, Kirishima cuts off Katsuki’s brash protests and saves them from being taken off the air.

"That would be so awesome."

“Would that mean we’d have to get pro-hero partners, too? Keep hero work in the family?”

“I think Salonpas would have heart palpitations if we said we were trying to keep hero work within the family,” Katsuki points out and his friends nod in agreement. “On another fuckin’ note, that Half-and-Half idiot keeps hogging the number two spot and it pisses me off.” Though you didn’t often encounter Todoroki while you were on patrol, you knew that he was adamant about keeping work life and family life separate. It made him even more of a dedicated hero and a recent bust of a notorious crime ring bumped him into the number two spot over Dynamight for that month. You didn’t hear the end of it from Katsuki. 

“He and Deku just work really efficiently, Bakubro.”

“I can efficiently slam both their skulls into a–”

“You know what would solve that problem?” Denki butts in unceremoniously, covering up his harsh words for a third time. Katsuki grunts in response and the lightning-decorated hero gives him enthusiastic finger-guns. “Combining and making a family agency.”

“What are the chances that Sero would want to join too?”

“Probably pretty high,” Kirishima guesses. “He’s at my place every other week, anyway, so he’s basically my brother.”

“Alright, maybe this could actually work, then. I just need to find a smoking hot hero wife.”

“That’ll probably be the hardest part, buddy–”

“What about Bakugo?” You stiffen and the three guys turn their attention to a voice calling out from the audience. Speaking during the interviews was strictly prohibited until the question and answer section, but getting Katsuki’s attention was a surefire way to derail the entire episode.

“The fuck do you mean, what about Bakugo? Who the fuck said that?”

"Dude, just ignore them."

“Can’t be a family agency if Bakugo never gets into relationships,” the same nasally, irritating voice argues and your face feels like it’s been set on fire. Kirishima’s attention jumps to you for a moment and then back to his friend, whose palms are starting to spark like fireworks. “Do you just get no bitches, or something?” The audience gasps and security finally arrives to escort the disturbance out of the building. The director is ready to stop the cameras and jump to a commercial break, but Katsuki speaks before he can order the sound crew to cut the mics. To everyone’s surprise, his voice is nothing but amusement, like the insinuation didn’t bother him in the slightest. 

“You think I don’t get into relationships?”

“Bakugo…”

“It’s alright, Pikachu. I really don’t give a shit about whatever that guy said,” Katsuki reassures his friend with a sly glint in his eye. His friends watch him warily, like a grenade on the verge of exploding. Once again, burning red eyes meet yours with a single question that you answer with a resolute nod. “I’m not gonna blow up, so stop looking like that. Really, I don’t care.”

“Why not?” A tense beat of silence passes, then–

“I thought you people knew that I’m married.” A shit-eating grin spreads across your husband’s face as gasps of shock burst from the audience. Kirishima and Denki both shake their heads in exasperation. They knew already, of course, but they didn’t expect him to reveal his relationship status as a result of a heckler. “Yep, going on a year and a half, now. Around five years together total coming this winter.” More collective cries of jealousy, surprise, and betrayal shake the building’s foundation. "If you don't believe me, ask these guys."

"Yeah, we were at the wedding, too. It's hard to keep it a secret when all of your friends are also high-profile heroes."

“Can you guys believe that he fell in love during the winter?” Denki’s thumb juts out toward his friend, who frowns at the mere mention of cold weather.

“I fucking hate the winter,” he grumbles. 

“We know, man,” Kirishima says sympathetically, unsuccessfully hiding a chuckle. “You’ve been saying that since high school.”

“Yeah, and shit hasn’t changed,” Katsuki bites back with lighthearted indignance. “Look, they saved my ass when it was cold; how was I not supposed to fall in love with them?” To your delight, his complexion has turned a slightly darker shade of pink. “Yeah, I love them. What about it, asshats?”

“Is this a bad time to bring up the family agency again?”

“Let’s go to commercial before I blow this fucking chair to pieces.”

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[spencerslover-blog]

I just don't wanna miss you tonight and I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand, when everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am.

[hypnos333]

Over the Rainbow

Luke castellan x iris Reader

Synopsis: You and Luke were friends since your day one and developed a crush but to many girls like him too

You painted on the cuff and pockets of your jeans trying to get your mind off things as you smiled at the rainbow on your pockets. You always remember your first time in half blood camp and you were claimed until a month later by your mom.

Everyday though Luke made you feel like it was unimportant to be claimed by someone you didn’t know. Your smiles were effortless and effective to people especially Luke.

When you were finally claimed it was by looking at a rainbow with Luke at the decks of the lake and when you glowed with the rainbow you were claimed like that. And that’s when you realized you grew feelings for the Hermes boy.

You can do it ___ all you have to do is confess to your best friend

That’s when you stop and realized another girl pacifically a Artemis girl is confessing to him that’s been the third girl this week.

“What do you think luke? Maybe we can watch the sunset together?” She asked him as you were overhearing their conversation but immediately rushed off before he could respond.

“I thought Artemis girls weren’t supposed to date and stay virgins” You mumbled before turning your back from them back to your cabin you go. “I can see it on your face it was rough” One of your older siblings said to you as your lip trembled holding back every part of sadness.

You sibling sigh before hugging you “How about we get some brownies yeah? that seems to always cheer ya up” You sibling said cheerfully leading you to the cafeteria.

This was hard to admit but you were insecure with yourself with how many beautiful girls walked up to Luke and had confidence to ask him out. It made you feel small and unimportant.

That day seemed like the day you avoided Luke castellan like the plague. More than three asked Luke out and it was starting to get to you.

Luke was trying to get something out of you like anything, he tried with food, showing off his strength for you to be impressed or like following you but none of those things work and that was starting to get to him.

Days went by more like weeks until….

He finally snapped on the day of the bonfire when he saw you dancing with another child of hermes. He finally drew a line there pushing his half brother away and dragging you towards some place quiet.

He pushed you against a tree so you couldn’t escape. “I get your mad at me Rainbow but I draw the line with you dancing with other boys” He mumbled out. You blushed at his courage as you continued to listen to him admit to being jealous

“___ I really like you, I love how you always paint all your jean pockets to rainbows, I love how you put your hair into a ponytail when your training, I also love-” That’s where you interrupted him with a kiss. You peck him on the lips before smiling cheekily

“I like you too messenger” You shyly said as a small rainbow appeared on the top of your head making you even more nervous as he chuckled.

He leaned in more another kiss this time more passionate and heated as he gripped your waist and pulled you closer.

[emsgoodthinkin]

Don’t think about you and Eddie in your mid 30s’, your little baby is sound asleep in her crib, you’re in the kitchen stirring the sauce for tonight’s pasta

hair in a messy bun, chipped nails, in a pair of Eddie’s sweats and a bleach stained covered shirt minding yourself

until Eddie comes up to hold you from behind, swaying you both to the melody of Iris, him singing in your ear with such passion and rasp—

“And I'd give up forever to touch you

'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be—

And I don't want to go home right now

—And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am”

You smile sadly, unknowingly your tears are drenching your face and neck, thinking of that memory

because he’s not there. he died years ago, but you still feel him. you still see him in those big, brown eyes of your little girl who’s staring at you from the kitchen table

“You ok mama?”

“Yeah baby, I’m alright” you nod quickly, sniffling, drying your tears with the collar of your shirt, plating your meals to sit at the table, “Was just thinking about—

“Daddy?”

You look at her fondly, rubbing the side of her face, “Yeah, I was thinkin about daddy. You know he loved this song”

“I know.”

You stare at his empty placemat internally voicing “I love you”, meanwhile Eddie’s right there, staring right back at you with that same wide beautiful smile

“I love you too sweetheart.”

Yeah, you’re crying aren’t you? I told you not to think about it.

[reareaotaku]

Yandere! Lolirock Headcanons

Reader uses she/her pronouns [Reader is a female]

Auriana

She's the life of the party

She always wants you to go out and have fun with her

When she gets jealous, she'll give you this puppy dog look

She's always energetic and up for anything you want to do

Beach? She'll get her bathing suit and yours! Stay home? She'll grab some blankets and some movies! Window shop? She'll get her wallet, in case you want anything

She hates that whenever you both cuddle together Amaru jumping inbetween both of you and finds it super annoying

She loves when you do her hair, even if it's bad

She won't get you involved in her hero life, but she wants to take you to her home, just so she can show you

She loves PDA and giving you attention

She'll sing you songs to get you to sleep

She loves taking photos with you

She always says you both look so cute together

If you say you look ugly in a picture, she'll compliment every single part of you that is shown in the photo

She wants you to know that every part of you is beautiful

You'll never be insecure with a girl like her lifting you up 24/7

She loves sweet things, but she loves sharing them with you more

Talia

She's possessive and controlling

She doesn't always understand your 'sarcasm' and 'metaphors'

Like "Hold your horses," she'll respond "But I have no horse to hold?"

She'll teach you to fight and spar with you

She didn't understand why she felt this way for you

She thought it was just friendship

But when she saw you hug Iris, she glared at Iris, not knowing why she [Talia] was mad at her [Iris]

She doesn't beat around the bush and tells you what she wants

Whether it's to kiss you or go on a date

She loves reading with you

^It's one of her favorite pass times

She'll let you brush her hair and even put it up if you like

She was attracted to you, because of how you sweet you are and when you smiled at her

She doesn't want to lose you like she lost her sister

She will do anything to protect you

She was immature then, but now she's mature and knows what is best

Though sometimes you don't agree with her

She'll show you that she knows best

You'll learn

Iris

She thinks you're very pretty

Has an almost Hero Complex and feels that she needs to protect you

As stated previously, she's very overprotective over you

If one of the twins threatened you, she would be livid

"How dare you! Leave her out of this!"

She gets super blushy thinking about/talking to you

She'll stutter when talking to you and Auriana and Talia think it's cute

She loves singing to you, just like she used to do to children

Before she knew she was a princess, when she'd sing, things would float and your eyes would shine and she'd get so embarrassed

^ Begged you not to mention it or talk about it

Man, this woman can get jealous and god she's scary

One time she saw another women touching your elbow, and she could tell you were uncomfortable with it, but didn't want to be rude, so she did it for you

"Get your hands off Y/n or I'm going to punch you"

You and the girl looked straight at Iris [You more surprised, because Iris is usually so nice, kind, and overall as sweet as sugar]

The girl smirked, and leaned her chin on her arm, "Why are you so mad? Do you like Y/n?"

Iris blushed heavily, because she hadn't told you how she felt about you yet and this wasn't the way she wanted you to find out

Lucky [or unlucky] Iris, Talia came and got her, telling you she needed Iris' help

You were the one to confess to Iris

Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest

Oh my god you're so close

Oh my god, are we going to kiss?

When your lips touch, Iris feels sparks

And that was the moment she realized she can't ever let you go

Mephisto

He met you in one of his many disguises

He had seen you in the corner of his eye and chased you down

Praxina finds Mephisto's crush on you slightly annoying

Anytime he sees you when they're fighting the girls, he'll leave the battle to talk to you

Though she's not surprised by her brother's incompetence

When he realizes he really, Really, REALLY likes you, he gets blushy around you and his face goes bright red

He's quite protective over you and will catch you if you ever trip

He loves listening to you ramble

He'll make sure he's always the center of your attention

He's always ditching his sister in favor of you

If fact you didn't realize he had a sister, until they both ran into you one day

"Hi- uh Y/n," he awkwardly waved, his voice cracking, with Praxina glaring at you both

"Who's this brother?"

He blushed, quickly answer, "That's Y/n!"

She rolls her eyes, before grabbing his arm and dragging him it off

She reprimands him for gaining feelings for someone

When she realizes that he really likes you, she says that he could potentially be putting you at risk

He knows he has to stay away from you

But he can't

You're just... well... Amazing

How could anyone avoid you?

It'll just have to be his little secret

Lev

His first motive against you was betrayal

As he was betraying you, he saw you cry and he realized he didn't want to hurt you

You just saved him, why would he do this to you?

He flirts with you a lot

He tries to show off in front of you

He wants all your attention 24/7

If you give your attention to anyone else, he'll become passive aggressive towards you and won't be nice to you, until you apologize

And you will eventually apologize, even if you don't know why you're doing it

He's so very arrogant and it's high to cover for his insecurities

He's a huge gaslighter

He'll tell you that only he'll love you and no man will love you like he likes you

He constantly degrades you, but not to the point where you'd threaten to leave

At least not yet

Doug

He loves taking pictures of you

and videos

He practically has a shrine dedicated to you

You are his muse and everything you do, inspires him

He loves going places with you and is very affectionate

He's pretty clumsy, so watch out

Whenever you see him holding something he's about to drop, you'll quickly take it

He tells you everything and doesn't keep any secrets [minus his shrine]

Though if you don't do the same for him, he'll be upset

How could you?

He loves you so much!

He never keeps anything from you, so why would you do that to him?

His favorite place to go with you is to the beach

Though he hates when people flirt with you

Can't they see you are taken?

Nathaniel

He's the sweetest man to have

Well, until he gets jealous

He's not really an aggressive person, but he can become quite passive aggressive

Might say some things that you don't even realize are rude, until you listen to his tone

He loves PDA, cause it feels like he's telling the world you both are together

He knows your favorite drink and your schedule down to a T

He has like this 6th sense of when you're near and will make your drink and have it ready right as you enter the door

Doug didn't believe that Nathanial really knew when you were near, so Doug sent you on a goose chase, to make you late and caught wind you were late really quick, but right when you were around the corner he got started on your drink

Doug was jaw dropped when he saw you enter and Nathaniel handed you your drink

"I couldn't find a 'Flashing Hammer.' When I asked some employees they laughed at me?"

"He sent you on a goose chase Y/n. All that for me to be right"

"Right about what?"

"Nothing," Nathaniel remarks, caressing your hand, making you blush

He loves cuddling with you and making you blush

He likes knowing that he does that to you

[frickingnerd]

loving nostalgia | iris & kizuna

pairing: iris sagan x gn!reader x kizuna chieda

summary: one day you'd look back on this very moment, feeling nostalgic when you think about those two...

"how much time do we have left?"

that was always a question, lingering in the back of your head. you didn't dare to say it out loud, but your relationship with iris and kizuna felt like it had a time limit. like one day people would find out about the three of you and lemniscate would make iris end the relationship before anything got public. 

"y/n–!"

iris playfully pinched your cheek to get your attention, causing you to snap out of your depressing thoughts. 

"how much time do we have left, y/n?"

when you looked to the side, you found your two girlfriends staring at you, eagerly awaiting your answer. you needed a moment to think, before it slowly started to sink in. 

"oh, the podcast! let me think... if we take the car, then we'll have almost a full hour left before we need to go. if we take the train it's maybe 30 minutes..."

you had almost forgotten about it, but iris had a podcast to record at lemniscate today. she had managed to land kizuna a spot there as well, making it a project the two girls were very excited about, since they were allowed to spend time together and get paid for it! 

"another hour then..."

kizuna mumbled quietly, shifting slightly in her chair and starring out of the window of iris' bedroom. 

"an hour should be enough time! how about the three of us go and grab a bite before that? if we do it close to the studio, then it shouldn't be a problem"

"oh, food sounds like a great idea! it's on me today! but we'll have to go get soba~"

iris chirped in and quickly jumped up from her bed excited, before grabbing both of your hands and pulling you up with her. 

"come on, no time to waste~ you'll get the car and i'll get kizzy!"

you nodded quietly, heading towards the door, but stopping in the frame, turning around and looking back at your two girlfriends. 

there they were; iris helping kizuna into her wheelchair as the two girls talked and smiled together. you could look at those two forever and never get enough of the view... 

"what's wrong..?"

kizuna had caught you starring at the two, making iris stop in her tracks and look up at you for a moment instead. 

"i just thought about how much i love the two of you... that's all"

your time with those two might be limited, but you were happy for now. if things could just stay like they were for a little longer, then you'd be content…

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

Colour theory (fluff)

Luke Castellan x gn!reader fluff

Prompt: Luke comes into your cabin at night for some cuddles... and to discuss eye colours

My first PJO post, im excited and i hope you like it!

Requests are open, dont be shy :)

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You drowsily blinked open your eyes, the moon light was shining into the cabin. It was late at night, noone was up yet. You could hear the soft breathing of your cabin mates. You turned around with a sigh and pulled the blanket over your shoulder, closing your eyes again.

There was a quiet knock on the window where your bed was placed under. You opened your eyes again and pushed yourself up from the matress. You huffed but leaned up to peak out of the window.

A soft smile grew on your face as you sat up on your knees to unlock the window and slowly open it to avoid making noises. After all, you didnt want to wake your cabin mates. Or attract any cantankerous harpies.

The window squeaked quietly when you slowly opened it. The window sill made a slight cracking noise when Luke stepped on it.

You offered your hand and he grabbed it tight when he carefully climbed into your cabin. He was just in his camp halfblood tshirt, grey sweatpants and socks, carrying his sneakers in one hand.

He gently stepped on your bed, holding your hand for support and put his shoes on the floor once he was inside. You leaned up to lean against his shoulders after he sat on your bedside.

"Hey." You murmured. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed your nose. You scrunched it and Luke continued to pepper your face with kisses for a few moments which made you giggle. "Hey." He whispered back finally.

"Thought I would come around." He whispered and you lifted the blanket up for him to slip under it next to you. Luke fell onto the matress next to you and wrapped his arms around you. "Thats nice." You chuckled quietly as you rubbed your eyes.

You sunk back into your pillow with a heavy sigh and pulled Luke closer to you. He leaned up and rested his head on your chest.

You smiled widely and combed your hand through his hair, hair strands running between your fingers. "How are you?" You asked whispering. Luke only hummed and you thought he was too close to sleeping to give you a proper answer but then he whispered against your skin.

A warm summer breeze blew through the open window, carrying the smell of grass and salty water from the lake into the cabin. Luke sighed relaxed and inhaled the fresh air, his fluffy hair tingeling your chin.

"Tired." He grumbled softly. "How come?" You asked concerned while you brushed one of his curls from his forehead. Luke sighed slightly annoyed and buried himself deeper into your body. "Cabin is loud. We got a lot of newbies." He groaned quietly.

Luke often complained about the Hermes cabin being overcrowded. Which was true, it were too many people to an extend where you couldnt get out at night because the floor was covered in sleeping campers during the night.

Luke always got a lot on his plate with keeping his cabin in track, making sure they all arrive at the meals on time and finding a place for everyone to sleep. It got onto him sometimes, it wasnt a rare thing that he sometimes joined you in bed in the middle of the night. He was always craving your comfort and touch and sometimes it just got too much.

"Im proud of you, ya know?" You whispered while you gently rubbed Luke's shoulder muscles. The blond boy groaned in pain but leaned closer. You laughed quietly, massaging his hard muscles.

"Come on." You nudged his thigh with your leg and he pushed himself up to lay down between your legs to rest his head on your chest. You scooted a little more in the middle of the bed, which was barely enough for two people but it was sufficient. It was a good excuse to initiate some cuddling, when the two of you first started dating.

Your boyfriend exhaled calmly. "I like the kids. But sometimes its just too much." He whispered, you leaned down to see that his eyes were half-closed. He smiled at you lazily as you got back to rubbing his shoulder muscles.

"I know you like your kids. But you are allowed to feel overwhelmed. You got a lot to manage and you are doing a great job. Hell, i dont know how i would manage to make sure that a whole army of kids is kept fed." You chuckled into his hair. Luke leaned up to kiss your clavicel as it was right next to him.

"Thank you." He whispered back. There was a faint blush on Luke's cheeks and you took a moment to admire his beauty. His dreamy blue eyes were slightly glazed over but he smiled at you softly.

"I love your eyes." You whispered and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Luke smiled widely and propped his head up on his hands, looking up at you.

"One of the new kids said the colour is called 'old world blue' because it has a little yellow around the pupil." You hid your laugh behind your hand to not wake your cabin mates.

"I see. Maybe an Iris kid?" You suggested, still snickering lightly. Luke nodded eagerly. "Absolutly. She ran around the camp all day, telling people their eye colours. Did you know that Mr. D's eyes are not actually grape purple? They are indigo."

You smiled at Luke's excitement. "No, i was unaware." You chuckled. Luke layed back down and relaxed against your touch. His weight felt good on our body, it kept you grounded and helped you relax your own body. "You have to introduce me to her, i would love to find out what my eye colour is."

"I will. But no matter what colour it is, you are always beautiful." Luke whispered sheepishly. You laughed at how adorable he was behaving. "Thank you, my love." You snickered.

"Old world blue... that's my favorite colour ever now." You whispered into his hair. It was quiet for a few seconds before Luke mumbled back.

"I wonder what my new favorite colour will be."

[helluvadyke]

what a mighty fine chin rest ya got there

[iris-honey-bee]

Just a quick König thought

I really like the idea of him being super pathetic and desperate when it comes to you. That man is so incredibly anxious that he isn’t talking to girls, he’s not getting his dick wet- not until he met you. So loving and patient.. kind and soft. He’s the kind of man that’s rutting his hips into the bed as he merely touches you, how he’s spreading your legs to just catch a glimpse at the ethereal beauty between your legs. Meanwhile the bed slightly rocks with the force of him grinding against the bed. Cumming in his sweats before you even let him touch you. It’s his idea to go slow.. he knows that once he gets a taste metaphorically and physically that it’s over for him. That’s all he’s going to want to do and he will be done for.

[irisintheafterglow]

if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom

summary: the strawhats are summoned back to baratie so sanji can cook for a high-class diner. they can't figure out why zoro is so nervous. (opla!zoro x you)

wc: 2k

cw/tags: swearing, mentions of food and eating, established relationship, pet names (sweetheart, doll, lover, pretty), spoilers if you squint, sanji being himself and zoro having absolutely none of it

note: this was requested by an anon a few weeks ago and i finally got around to writing it!! every time i write for zoro, i have a new favorite fic i've made because he's just so fun to write for. hope you enjoy!!

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated <3

“You know, they’re a lot hotter in person.”

“Shut your mouth, waiter, or I’ll skewer it closed,” he mutters with palpable distaste. Another swig of rum burns down his throat and, for the first time that the crew can remember, Zoro seemed nervous. It wasn’t obvious, but they’d sailed long enough to know that he never stopped surveying a room for threats, no matter how familiar he was with it. Today, though, the only thing that took his attention was the rim of his glass and he was subtly avoiding the eyes of the crew’s target. “This is the dumbest idea you’ve had in a long time.” 

“Thank you for your input, Zoro. I will, however, be belaying it,” his captain replies brightly, unfazed by the blank expression of his first mate. The uneasy faces of his crew only makes him beam more, giddily excited for the anticipated challenge. “C’mon, guys. We’ll be fine. They just need to see how awesome we are and they’ll totally give us a new sail!”

“Loud, loud, too loud,” Zoro warns in response to the increasing volume of Luffy’s voice. They were already causing enough of a scene, as is, and he damn sure didn’t want other guests looking in their direction. To make matters worse, the amount of alcohol in the table’s bottle was dwindling too quickly for comfort. 

“Hey, if we’re lucky,” Usopp offers, “we might just get a whole ship. You know, maybe one that Captain Usopp can command as the second ship in the Straw Hat fleet.”

“You think we’ll get a whole fleet?”

“Hell yeah. Maybe, we can all captain our own ships–”

“Alright, let’s get our heads out of the clouds,” Nami cuts in. “We still need to figure out how we’re going to get over there, in the first place. And just for the record, I’m with Zoro on this one.” 

“First time for everything,” he deadpans. She smartly elects to ignore his sarcasm and continues to argue why the plan is a bad idea. The call from Zeff came at an opportune time and during an unfortunate situation when the Merry sailed straight into a torrential thunderstorm that ripped the main sail clean down the middle. Despite their best efforts to patch it up, it was beyond repair; with the Marines constantly on their tail, having a working sail was a matter of survival. Zeff’s reluctant summons for Sanji to cook for a special guest provided a means to buy a new sail and have a little extra spending money. But, in his wildest dreams, Zoro could not have predicted that the special guest was you. The smug look on the chef’s face snaps him out of his thoughts. “Shouldn’t you be in the kitchen, waiter?”

“Shouldn’t you be downing the rest of this bottle, drunk?”

“I’ll smash this damn bottle on your head, I swear–”

“No, no. Zoro has a point,” Luffy agrees. Sanji gives him an odd look and he quickly realizes what his statement insinuated. “Not about smashing the bottle on your head. We need you to bring them your food so then I can go over and talk with them.”

“You don’t think I can charm them on my own?” 

“Don’t look so aghast, blondie,” Zoro answers and receives a knife-sharp glare in response. “This is not someone who will entertain your theatrics.”

“How would you know anything about them, hmm? I believe you’re a little too dead inside for their liking,” Sanji baits and Zoro’s on the verge of biting before Nami steps in again. 

“Sanji, get in the kitchen. Let’s just get the money and get out of here.” Zoro silently thanks her in his head for effectively ridding the chef of the table for the time being. His gratitude turns into a grimace when she turns to him expectantly. “You’re gonna hate me for asking–”

“Then don’t ask,” he finishes. She doesn’t relent. 

“How do you know them? It seems like you’re nervous about being here, but we’ve never met them before as a crew.” Hitting the damn nail on the head. “So, you must’ve met them when you were still hunting down pirates. Am I right?” He grumbles an unreadable response, but the slightly pink shade of his face tells the table everything they need to know. “You’re terrible at covering up secrets.”

“I don’t remember asking.”

“Ah, you’ve got him on the run, now. He’s deflecting,” Usopp chuckles, immediately shutting up when Zoro shoots him a deadly scowl. He hated that all of them were right and would never admit it to save his life. After all this time, seeing you still made his heart rate skyrocket and cause his hands to clam up with boyish nervousness. You were just as beautiful as the last time he saw you, instances that were too few and far between for his own liking. Your father would have a fit if he saw you in such an unregulated environment as Baratie, but he knew that you were safe. As long as you breathed the same oxygen, he vowed no harm would come to you. 

“I met them when I first started hunting,” he admits and the words felt wrong on his tongue. Every nerve in his body was telling him to stop revealing his relationship to you. It didn’t matter if he’d almost died surrounded by his crew; his connection to you was sacred and something he was going to take to his grave. It was mostly for your safety, the late-night sneaking out and stolen displays of affection. In another life, he wouldn’t have to hide you from other hunters that wanted to see him fall. “Their father is a captain in the Marines. When I first met them, they were training with Mihawk. Their father wanted them to be the most feared Marine in the seas.” The jaws of his friends fell to the table and he knew how wild it sounded, a legacy Marine trained by a pirate lord. “But, Mihawk taught them more tricks than just swordfighting and their father fired him on the spot.”

“He taught them sympathy for pirates,” Nami concludes and he nods. “Why are you so shifty around them?” He shrugs half-heartedly and tries to make it look like his face wasn’t on fire.

“Just haven’t seen them in a while,” he states, zeroing in on the blonde asshole waltzing to you with a plate. Your surrounding guards stiffen, hands flying to the weapons at their belts. You, however, roll your eyes and tell them to stand down. He knew you hated going out with security because they were always watching, watching, watching. “Eyes up. The waiter’s making a move.” 

A strange sense of nausea washes over him as he watches you smile politely at Sanji, laughing softly at his jokes and kindly nodding as he explains the dish to you. You trust them, Zoro keeps telling himself. That waiter doesn’t stand a fucking chance. All the reassurances don’t stop his gut from churning when Sanji does his signature lean-down-and-whisper-suggestively into your ear. To his surprise, however, you don’t immediately meet the chef’s eyes. Your attention flicks to Zoro, instead, with a look that he knows all too well. 

Please get me out of this. 

Despite the protests of the table, he’s standing in an instant and walking with his hands on his swords like your guards didn’t even exist. His sight becomes tunnel-vision on nothing but you and he bypasses your guards with ease. Your shoulders relax when he stations himself protectively behind you, much to the confusion of the chef in front of you. As subtle as he can, he rests his hand on the back of your chair, inching closer until he’s just barely touching your shoulder. It’s small, but speaks wonders for his presence. 

“Zoro,” you murmur without looking up, your fingertips brushing against his knuckles. Your touch on his skin after so much time away feels electric.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Sanji stiffens at the term of endearment so easily leaving Zoro’s mouth and you can sense the boost it does for his ego. “Whatcha got there?”

“My new friend was just telling me about the dish he made. He said he crafted it especially for me, with his own hands,” you inform him with a sly sparkle in your eye. His jaw clenches unconsciously. You knew exactly what was going on in Zoro’s mind and he knew it, too. “Apparently, he can work wonders with his hands,” you remark casually and you can hear the chair crack under the force of the swordsman’s hand gripping it. To your delight, Sanji’s face has also taken on a slightly darker shade of red at how crassly you echo his suggestion. And in front of his rival, no less.

“Was he, now?” His tone is lethal and it sends goosebumps up your arms. “Well, it best be time for him to get back in the kitchen, no?”

“Mmm, but he said he had a proposal for me–”

“I had one for you too, though I did ask you in a much finer establishment than this one.” You can’t help the smirk that spreads on your face and you have to look to the side to keep from laughing aloud. Zoro’s jealousy was rearing a very indignant head; you’d be lying if you said you didn’t find it a little hot. “Got that stone on your left hand to prove it.” Sanji’s eyes darted to the band wrapped around your finger, a ring that looked suspiciously like the one hanging from a chain around Zoro’s neck. “Give us some time alone, yeah?” His question becomes rhetorical as he pulls out a chair next to you and tugs your seat closer until you can cross your leg across his. His palm rests possessively over your thigh and the chef gapes for a few moments more before turning back to the kitchen. 

“That goes for all of you, please,” you order your guards without looking at them, absentmindedly tracing Zoro’s jawline with the back of your pointer finger. “Take my bag and buy however many drinks you want. I’m safe,” you state with absolute certainty. Once they’re gone, all you see, feel, and know is him.

“Hi,” he breathes.

“Hi,” you smile just as softly. “What’re you doing in a place like this?”

“I can ask you the same question, pretty.” His eyes shine with nothing but adoration. You forgot just how much you missed him.

“Took a detour to prolong my time at sea. I didn’t want to go home just yet.”

“Your old man’s being an ass again?”

“You know how he is,” you reply. “Why are you here?”

“Believe it or not, that blonde shithead is my crewmate. We’re here to get some extra Berry for a new sail.”

“Sail, hmm? I always knew you had a little pirate in you,” you tease and he sticks his tongue out immaturely. “Heard you fought my esteemed mentor. I don’t know what the hell you were thinking.”

“You don’t think I can beat him?”

“I don’t think I can fathom what will happen if you don’t,” you say quietly, swallowing a lump in your throat. “Don’t do any dumb shit, okay?”

“You’re acting as if I’m already leaving you again.” 

“Aren’t you?” Your smile is sad and it makes his chest ache. When he beat Mihawk and killed your bastard father, he was going to give you the life that you deserved. 

“Not yet,” he promises. “I don’t wanna go yet.”

“I don’t want you to go, either. How much do you need for that sail?” He gives you a number and you don’t even blink. You just nod and reach into your coin purse, fishing around and deciding to just give him the entire pouch. “Will that cover it?”

“Doll–”

“It’s a yes or no question, husband,” you say with lighthearted sternness. He shakes his head in exasperation but can’t hide the grin painting his features. 

“Yes, lover. It’s more than enough.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and you hum in contentment. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

“Of course. D’you mind introducing me to the rest of your crew besides the flirty waiter?”

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[ohtobeleah]

Reading I.R.I.S. it 100% tracks that Mav's kid would require an enormous amount of supervision, that kid has probably had that callsign since she could walk, and I bet 5 bucks that Ice or Slider gave it to her. Cause they dealt with the father you can bet that she's 10x worse!!

I.R.I.S // Jake Seresin Masterlist

Warnings: Jake Seresin x Younger!Female reader. Oral, male recipient.

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Absolutely! It would have been Ice. The callsign definitely originates from your childhood, I’m inclined to believe that it would have come about when you’d just started walking much like you anon. You would have been a chip off the old block. Which carries on into your young adult life and your current entanglement with a certain Lieutenant Commander.

“Fuck!” Jakes biting down on his fist as he guides your mouth up and down his length. He’s looking at himself in the free standing mirror that sits nestled in the corner of your room. “Ohh fuck yess—“ It’s the best head he’s ever received. Your lips? So plump and glossy. Your mouth? Warm and ever so inviting. Your tongue? Otherworldly and the way you take Jake down your throat so expertly had him weak in the fucking knees. “Iris, fuck you’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Love sucking you off.” You pulled off Jake with a pop of your lips. Jerking him off with your hand as you licked up the vein that runs across the underside of Jake's heavy set cock. “I know I’m all you think about, at work.” You teased. “At home.” You moaned. “When you’re fucking other women, I know I’m all you think about, Jake.” You weren’t wrong, if anything you’d hit the nail on the head as you went back to sucking Jake off like your life depended on it. The thing you were wrong about though, was the fact Jake thought about you when he was with other women. Because since he tasted your desire? He hadn’t been with anyone else.

“Oh my god, I’m going to fucking hell—“ 

But the best part of all was that Jake was staring directly at a Polaroid of you that was stuck to your mirror, sitting on Maverick's lap. Matching aviators and all, smiling bright toothy grins. Like father, like daughter. It made him all the more ready to bust down your throat as you gagged around Jakes girth—you let him buck his hips to meet your mouth as he face fucked you. Watching the way his fingers disappeared into your hair as you kneeled before him in the mirror.

“Oh god oh god oh god—“ Jake was seconds away, he could feel his muscles tightening, his orgasm pooled at the base of his saliva coated cock as he pulled himself from your mouth. “Fuck! Open—“ You do with glee, looking up at Jake through wet lashes as he fist fucked himself to his high, coating your awaiting tounge. If he was going to hell for this he was gonna enjoy the elevator ride down. 

It’s euphoric, the rush, the high. Jakes sighing as you rise to kiss him, tasting himself on your lips as his hands come down and around to cup your ass. Giving you a gentle squeeze. 

“I’ll be out later.” You smile softly, Jake had come over for dinner with Bradley. He wasn’t used to having you at your dads house. But while you were in North Island, Mavericks' spare room turned temporarily humble abode was far more enticing than the dorms on base. “I’ll give you a head start.” 

Jake had only just gotten to your dads. He was busting for a leak after Roosters Sunday afternoon grandma driving. That bloody Bronco of his couldn’t go any quicker than a few miles a minute. But as he made his way to the bathroom down the hall? You’d lured him into your room, like a damn venus fly trap. Seducing him with a wicked smile and your alluring eyes.

“I’m not gonna make it through this barbecue with you around, am I?” Jake asked, he knew he was in too deep. 

“If you’re lucky I might even acknowledge your existence—“ You teased. Ever since you and Jake had started hooking up, you’d kept it on the down low. No feelings, just fucking. To put it simply you both got off on the fact you were both risking everything. You could be caught any second by anyone, especially giving head in your dads home. “See ya round Lieutenant Commander.” You winked before pulling away from Jake, opening your bedroom door to see if the coast was clear for Jake to slip out. Tucking himself back into his jeans, he did just that without so much as another word. Still trying to wrap his head around the fact Pete Maverick Mitchell’s daughter just blew him in his spare room.

In the first weeks of your training, you’d shown Jake nothing but the utmost respect when it came to the presentation and hops he led. You acted like there was nothing there besides a teacher/student relationship. But outside of the classroom? Oh how things were scandalous. 

So after about an hour or so, you decide to grace everyone with your presence. Everyone being your dad, his best friends and your honorary uncles, Admiral Tom Iceman Kazanksy, and Ron Slider Kerner. Bradley Bradshaw, who was just as apart of the furniture as Ice was and the newest addition to Saturday night Barbecue brodown, was none other than Jacob Seresin. 

With a beer in his hand and Rooster by his side, Jake watched as you sauntered out onto the back patio, boyfriend jeans on and a random sweatshirt you thought may have been one of Bradley’s from one of the many times he’d stayed the night on Mavs couch. 

“Ah, there she is!” Slider beamed. “Iris, staying out of trouble I hope?” It had been a while since you’d seen uncle Slider, you know? With living across the country and all with your mum majority of the time.

“You know who’s daughter I am, right?” You laughed as you gave uncle Slider a side hug, it made Jake's balls tighten watching all these powerful, legendary men fawn over you—he was a deadman walking. He knew it. 

Ice just handed you a beer as he greeted you from his place at the table. Noticing the somewhat bleak expression you wore, he thought if anything you’d be as chipper as ever. You know, officially being in the top One Percent. 

“Well that’s not the glow of an arrogant fighter pilot?” Ice asked as you sat with a sigh, taking a sip of the beer you’d been given as you looked at Hangman and Rooster over your shoulder, sending Jake a sly wink before you turned your attention back to your uncle Ice. 

“Oh god, the Mitchell arrogance was fucked out of me a years ago.” You snickered behind the lip of your beer, watching with pure delight as your comment made five grown men shiver and cringe at the image. All for different reasons. 

“Jesus—“ Slider groaned, holding the bridge of his nose. 

“Holy shit, you did not just say that.” Bradley splattered as he gasped for air, spitting his beer out onto the grass. 

“Baby—“ Mav groaned in annoyance. “I love our man-to-man-talks but we need to set some boundaries here.” He pleaded, begged you even. “I can’t unhear that honey.” You just chuckled across from him. 

“Good thing it was a metaphor then huh? meaning I ain’t nothin like you pops.” You grinned, shrugging your shoulders as you pressed your lips together.  “Sorta—“ Jake just wanted to die, he could feel his heart beating out of his ass as Bradley stood next to him coughing up the sip of beer he’d tried to take that went down the wrong way at your openness. 

“Good, because if I ever come face to face with any guy that thinks he can put his hands on you, I’ll rip his throat out.” Jake forgot how to breathe as he stood by just watching the interaction playing out before him. It was his job to watch the chicken skewers that were cooking on the grill. Turns out he wasn’t very good at that simple task. 

“Can I get that in writing? You know? For the next time someone tries to hit on me at the Hard Deck? Or better yet, throw me your card dad and I’ll tattoo ‘Mavs little girl’ across my forehead.”

“Okay, enough—“ Pete stood, Ice just chuckled softly to himself as you turned to clink your beer with his. It was a common interest you both shared, pissing off your dad.

“Hangman, Rooster I dunno how you’re gonna put up with her over the next few weeks.” Slider added. “Make sure you keep an eye on her, she gets into all sorts of trouble if left unsupervised.” The pair just laughed, until Rooster was leading Jake away into the yard. 

“Yeah, Hangman.” Rooster sent Jake an all knowing grin. A shit stirring kinda grin. “Better keep an eye on her, wouldn’t want her getting into any trouble?” It wasn’t a conversation loud enough for Mav to hear, but you could tell by the look on Jakes face that Bradley was giving him shit. “By the way, I saw you sneak into her room you sick freak—you are suicidal aren’t you!?” Rooster whisper-shouted. 

“Listen here you son of a bitch.” Jake went to start defending himself, but he didn’t have a leg to stand on. You were the forbidden fruit he was addicted to. “I know! I know this is bad alright, but you gotta have my back man—or else I’m screwed.” Jake pleaded. “You heard Mav? He’s gonna slit my fucking throat!”

“He might scoop your balls out of your sack with a spoon while he’s at it too.” You added, making both Jake and Bradley jump and turn around to face you. Shock and panic flooding their system. 

“Jesus Iris you’re gonna give me a heart attack!” Jake groaned. You just giggled innocently. It kinda turned you on to see him this frazzled, this out of sorts. Not so in control.

“You move like a goddamn Prius.“ Bradley added. “Nice sweatshirt by the way.” 

“Thanks, I found it in the bottom of the drawer in my room.” You explained. “Couldn’t come out here wearing the shirt I was before, turns out deadman here has no aim.”

“IRIS!!” Jake groaned through gritted teeth. 

“Oh my fucking god dude you’re so screwed.” Bradley had to fight off the hume creeping across his cheeks at the thought. “I’d start getting your affairs in order if I were you.” Bradley turned, heading back towards where Mav stood over Sliders shoulder, looking at something on his phone. You couldn't not take the opportunity to fuck with him. 

“Hey Rooster? What exactly do you think Mavs gonna do when he finds out you knew your buddy here was taking advantage of his sweet, impressionable daughter?” You asked, watching as Jake grinned ear to fucking ear at Rooster, reveling the very second he realised he was in this too. 

Fuck

“I’ll grab a shovel.” Jake sighed as Bradley turned the seven colours of bad shit at the fact he was going to go down in this as an unwilling accomplice. “We can dig our graves beside each other.”

“You need twenty four fucking seven supervision you know that you little brat.” Rooster hissed through gritted teeth. “This is such bull shit—“ Bradley groaned, shoving his shoulder against Jakes as he walked past. “Next time you spill a drink on someone ask for fucking ID.”

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[phangneh]

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✨Manhwa : Into The Light Once Again

✨Elmir royal family x Fem!Reader

✨Warning : princess!reader, lost memory, yandere elements (both platonic and romantic), protect, ... (will add more)

📌Note: this is just a fanfic, there are many details unrelated to the original story line. English is not my native language, if I make grammatical mistakes or use incorrect words, please forgive me.

🎭Summary : You have a voice that is said to change the world, when you sing, your sweet voice makes people happy and all things flourish. One day, your kingdom was destroyed, you had to live with the pain of losing your family and being severely mistreated. But it seems that you will die in misery, there will be people who will come and take you out of the abyss.

"O God, when this song ends, come and take me away"

"Let me live forever, peacefully in your magical arms"

My dear, your voice can change the world...

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Looks like there's a noise on the ground, you think. But you're not really sure, is it really noise? Or are your ears just imagining for themselves?

It's been a long time, even a little warmth of sunlight you haven't even seen, two years of being confined to a dark underground prison, all your senses and body have been worn out. Dark, cold, snake centipede insects you are also used to.

When will you be freed?

Why aren't you dead yet?

Eventually, you find yourself lying on the moldy, slurping ground. A finger can't move now, is God taking you?

The noise doesn't go away, but at this moment you don't care about it anymore. When you close your eyes, it feels like you're leaning on your mother's lap, and she sings you lullabies. There is the voice of your mother, of your father, of your brothers and sisters, it seems that you are with them.

And then you don't feel anything anymore.

...

You wake up, light creeping into the corner of your eye. Brilliant, and uncomfortable. But it's also warm and comfortable. Your head is blank, strangely enough, you don't have any memories in your head. You can't think of anything, you're so strange around, you wonder where this is, there's a lot of mixed emotions, anxiety, fear, restlessness in you,... Suddenly the door of the room opens, a woman enters and is alarmed to realize you have woken up, she is so shocked that she almost dropped the tray in her hand.

"She's awake!"

She speaks something you don't understand. You're vague, weak, but still aware enough that two people came in later, they both looked in a hurry, and seemed surprised to see you open your eyes. Who's that? Do you know them?

"Are you okay? How are you feeling?" A soft voice that you can hear, she speaks a language that you understand, you want to answer, but your throat is too weak to say something.

The owner of the voice was a woman with a gentle and beautiful face, her eyes were like beautiful purple jewels.

She looked very worried... Why?

"Hurry up and call the priest here!" Another voice, but that of the younger girl, they were the same, they both had cloud-white hair, but she had blue eyes... It was like that lake, clear and shining. She was as beautiful as an angel.

"It's going to be fine, you're safe."

You are confused, why are you here, who they are, why are you like this, so many questions in your mind.

What happened?

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[Chapter 1]

[Chapter 2]

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