#Raven fluff

[aarcanegrimm]

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Azzie Gedeon & Selene Morte | “Say hi Buddy.” |

'You will never be rid of me daughter.'

That was the last thing she heard as she passed through the stinging branches of trees and her eyes began to shut. That was the last thing she heard before she slammed straight into the ground.

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[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#687 The man knew how to embarrass his son-

Raven!Yuu*Pops their head through the clothes hangers to surprise Vil*I dare you to kiss me

Raven!Yuu: no, I double dare you to make out with me(Again)

Vil:...

Raven!Yuu: I triple dog dare you to take me—

Vil: stop acting like we aren’t basically a married couple, it’s getting rather troublesome dear

Epel*Grossed out by having to witness it* yeah stop it

Vil*Looks at Epel, pulling you out of the hanger and face hiding in your neck with a grin about to ravish you in kisses* actually, My dear, dare accept ~-

Epel: AAAAAH!?

part 3 of:

[the-gay-cousin-666]

Once Neil and Andrew start living together, Andrew starts leaving the books he reads laying about the flat. On the coffee table, sofa, kitchen counter, just sort of wherever. After Neil notices this pattern, he will pick it up and start reading from the beginning. If it interests him enough, he'll find a piece of paper and bookmark it.

Andrew doesn't notice at first, but he can see his books are moving around and odd receipts and scraps are falling out of the pages. Eventually he catches Neil in bed, engrossed in his latest pick, and quietly slips in to peak at what part Neil is currently at, maybe even comments on what he thought about it.

It becomes a common practice for them overtime, maybe they even take turns picking books, and whoever is ahead leaves little notes for when the other catches up.

Maybe, when they're both in the mood, they take turns reading aloud and discuss the plot over dinner.

[damianwayne0]

Y/n: Damian!

Damian: Yes beloved?

Y/n , putting on her shoe: I am going out ! Do u want something to eat !?

Damian, smirking : Yeah, you.

Y/n : ....*beep beep* *beep beep* Hey , Raven imma little sick, can we go out later? Thanks love ya~

Damian : I was kidding-

•The rest is unfortunately a history•

Raven: *sighs* I better get some nephews and nieces

[ambcass]

Hi! I was wondering if I can request mark grayson dating a fem!reader who’s like raven from dc? Like powers and all that also maybe can she have a soft spot for kids and mark? (May it please be hc’s? Please and thank you🫶🫶🫶)

okay!! i made these lowk gn reader but there's some parts that show reader is fem.

🍂 ᴍᴇᴛ ʜᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋ. ʜɪꜱ ᴠɪʙᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ…ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ.

🍂 ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ! ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʜᴇʟᴘꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅɪᴇꜱ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪᴅꜱ.

🍂 ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴀᴛ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ.

"ꜱᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴɪɴɢ, ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ… ᴇᴛᴄ." ʜᴇ ʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ.

"ʏᴇꜱ, ʏᴇꜱ, ʏᴇꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ?" ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴊᴀᴡ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.

🍂 ᴘᴀᴛʀᴏʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ>> ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴜꜱʏ. ᴍᴀʀᴋ'ꜱ ʙᴜꜱʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ʏ'ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜꜱʏ? ᴘᴀᴛʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ!! ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʙᴜʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱɴᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ? ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ. ᴘʟᴜꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ꜱɪᴅᴇ.

🍂 ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴀꜱᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ? ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ. ꜰʟʏ ʀᴀᴄᴇ? ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴀᴅ, ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ-ᴇʏᴇᴅ, ꜰʀᴏᴡɴʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ.

🍂 ᴅᴀʀᴇ ɪ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ? ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ? ʜᴇʟʟ ɴᴏ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜʏ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ (ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ.)

🍂 ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ. ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛꜰɪᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴏɴ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴜʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ.

[haru-natsuka]

Left with father (Malleus Draconia x Child)

Genre: Fluff

(I will do for Ace Trappola tomorrow for both a daughter and a son)

Out of everyone, Malleus knew the best of the meaning behind loneliness. He spent most of his time in his childhood alone because almost everyone was scared of him due to his excessive power. His only companion was Lilia at that time who was willing to do anything for him, becoming a parent figure for the dragon fae. Therefore, when he had his own child, he promised he would never let him feel the loneliness that used to consume him. There would be no moment where his child would eat a whole cake by himself.

When he saw his wife was contemplating the decision to accept her friend’s invitation, he was about to disagree at first. Although he knew his one-year-old child was a big resemblance of his features and strength, it was well known the prince was a mama boy as he always wanted to stick with his mother whenever he saw her. Even when his wife tried to take a shower, his child would crawl up to her and hold her legs to follow along. Indeed, his son followed him in terms of stamina too but dear my child, I bathed with my wife first before you came so, please wait in line.

Malleus never wanted to confine his wife in the castle as she deserved to have her own freedom and ever since their marriage, this was the first time you conveyed to him about an outing. It took him for a while to make the decision but he chose to let you have your own free time for a while as you deserved it more. He could take care of our child so just trust him and go and yet he was surprised when you showed him your reluctance to leave.

"Maybe I should just stay at home. It's not an obligation for me to meet them. I should cancel my reunion" You babble a lot as you get ready in your outdoor outfit, sometimes stop in the middle to give a thought whether you should go out meeting your friends or not.

"Dear, you can go this time to have some meaningful moments with your friends. You already did a good job as our son's mother." Malleus tried to calm your nerves as he combed your hair. A sight that no one even witnessed for him being very gentle.

"But I love spending time with you and our child more and our child just learns to walk" You stared at Malleus through the mirror, still contemplating whether you should go or not. "Dear, it is just for 5 hours. I will be with him for the entire time" "Alright, I will go but please, don’t let Lilia food be near our child and stop Silver and Sebek from spoiling him so much, especially Sebek"

He promised to do as you said but not more than 10 minutes after you left, his life became hectic already. He was just trying to get his child's meal ready before he woke up from his deep slumber. Unfortunately, when he returned back to his child’s cradle, he had already disappeared without any trace left. It was impossible for a fairy clan to betray their master and any assassination attempt would be futile as the whole castle had a special spell for every intruder. Only the worst among worst actions left which Malleus did not want it to be true. Today, he still has yet to meet Lilia, Sebek and Silver. He tried to spot the prince with his magic and found out he was in the throne room. As he arrived in the room, his prediction was correct as the missing three were playing with his son. It was fine if they just wanted to play with him but what happened to his son now? There were a lot of jewelleries on him from head to toe and the boy was even properly sitting on the throne chair as if the rightful owner was him while Lilia tried to feed him something which the prince was about to eat if it was not for Malleus to intervene in the situation.

“Lilia, it is not a good idea for my child to eat your cooking yet.” Malleus gaze at the purplish dish in the bowl Lilia was holding and immediately stand in between him and his son.

“Doesn’t he get bored eating the same food every day? You used to eat the same food too when you were a child. Look how healthy you become” The latter tried to feed the prince again, who just stared at him in confusion whether he would get to eat or not.

“We will save your food for another special occasion, Lilia and why was my son decorated with all of these jewelleries?”

“Young Master! Look at my effort in making sure the rightful prince is satisfied! I have given him all of my jewelry and he likes it so much!” Sebek clearly wanted to be complimented with his effort by his master.

“Lord Malleus, I’m sorry that I fail to stop them”

Malleus did understand why you tried your best to not let the three of them be near the prince and he just could laugh at the situation. It was so hectic but not to the extent it was that bad except for Lilia’s food.

“You guys just show your care for my child, there is no need to be angry off”

“It feels like yesterday you were this big Malleus. Now, I can feel the age get to me. You even married to The Queen and have your own child” Lilia smiles contently as he recalls the past and the current time of Malleus' life.

“Lilia, never mention-“ Malleus' eyes went wide when he realised the word said by Lilia. He looked at his child who started to look on his left and right, clearly trying to find a certain figure near him. The child whisper,

“Ueen? Mama?” When the boy realised his mother was not by his side, the once confuse voice turned to a high pierced screaming as he continuously called for his mother. The four people inside the room were in panic as they tried to comfort the kid but everything was futile as he was just screaming and crying louder than before.

“My child, I have a gift for you to play with. You must love it as the game is very interesting” Malleus took out his retro digital pet game only for his son to throw it across the room and destroy it into pieces which made Malleus just look at the destroyed gadget but paid it no further attention.

“MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!” In the end, his son never stopped crying until you returned back to the castle and he saw your face and happily greeted you at the door, playing an innocent card with his adorable face and doe eyes. You picked him up from the floor but was caught by surprise with the face of the 4 guys who were also waiting for you at the door who looked more tired than ever. Moreover, why was the castle being covered with ice?

[ravencincaide]

Awfully loyal 

Summary:  When Chuuya had too much to drink, it’s your task as the responsible girlfriend to get his sorry ass home.  OR How you found out that Chuuya would never ever cheat on you. 

Pairing: Fem reader x BF! Chuuya Nakahara

Inspired by Sweetober prompt 27: Helping button/zip

Warnings: Cursing, overconsumption of alcohol/being drunk, Chuuya fluff, 

You knew your beloved Chuuya was a lightweight.

Three glasses of wine and he was a flirt. at five he was out like a lightbulb; his snores loud enough to wake up the entire portside district. You knew it; he knew it. You accepted it as a fact- Chuuya  denied it firmly at every corner and opportunity; Port Mafia celebration or national holiday.  

His stubbornness is what made him an outstanding Port Mafia executive, an overly attentive partner and a pain in the ass boyfriend who had somehow ended up giving your number to every bar in the city. Normally it meant you’d get top service and whatever you ordered on your nights out with friends would end up on his card. Today it meant you had to pick up his drunk-ass and get it home before he leveled the city with the ground. 

You loved the man but some days even you did not know how he hadn’t gotten himself killed or robbed yet. 

“ Honestly, if you are going to get this shit-faced drunk, can’t you at least manipulate gravity into being a little lighter?” you huffed, his arm thrown over your shoulders as you struggled to help, more like drag, him inside your apartment. You were rewarded with him throwing out his leg in your direction, a purposeful or accidental attempt to trip you. You stumbled but caught yourself last second before the two of you could kiss the floor. “ Seriously Chuuya?!” 

“ Oj we’knw-heavy” he groaned, then tried again, broke out into a fit of chuckles then took a deep breath. A second passed, his cheeks blew up with air as he tried to remain composed. Then lost to whatever joke his brain told him and started laughing. Chuuya was doubling over in the middle of your hallway seemingly for no reason at all, almost dragging you down to the floor with him. 

“Seriously?!” you groaned in an angrier tone before you finally let him drop to the floor. While Chuuya laughed, you got to work with getting off his dress shoes and hat, placing them on their place in the coat rack. Then you crouched down in front of him, and waited patiently until a flash of sobriety filled his otherwise completely out of it gaze. 

As you waited you couldn’t help but find it refreshing; to see the normally composed and serious executive lay sprawled on the floor on his back, as he laughed at nothingness. The stress lines less prominent on his face, the normally ever present scowl replaced by gasps for air in between nervous giggles. He looked younger like that; less bothered by executive responsibilities and more his actual age of 22. A young man with his whole future ahead; not a troubled murderer. 

You wished you could burn this image into your mind forever; see this carefree side of him on more occasions than the rare nights he’d drink beyond reason on an empty stomach. You reached a careful hand and brushed some of his hair out of his eyes. This earned you his full attention. His eyes glistened, his look full of affection as he tilted his face and pressed a kiss to the inside of your wrist. Then another on your palm.

Such an innocent action- yet butterflies exploded in your stomach. You licked your suddenly dry lips, while you gave him the best smile you master. It was shaky at best. “ It’s getting late right?” you breathed then helped him up to his feet when he finally nodded in agreement. The chuckles returned, but more controlled this time and he needed significantly less help from you to get to the master bedroom. There he shrugged your hands off himself as he began taking off his coat; throwing the thing on the very edge of the bed. 

Good. 

You moved over to the other side of the room, changing the casual  t-shirt and jeans for a dark blue night gown before you finally crawled into the bed. 

“ Come on Chuu, get out of the suit and get into bed already. Or you’ll be too tired to get up tomorrow” you cooed as you reached for the little bedside lamp. As soon as he’d crawl into bed with you, then you’d turn it off and cuddle to his chest. Reeking of alcohol or not, you were not about to pass up cuddles and late night kisses.

You waited and waited, yet nothing. No shuffle of bare feet, no shift of clothes or the dip of the bed as he took his spot beside you. You tilted your head to the side and looked back up at him, confusing etched into your face. “ Chuuya?” 

“ I’m sure you’re lovely,” Chuuya muttered, then hiccupped, his gaze focused on the floor in front of him. His lips set into a frown. Gears turned in his head and you wished so much you could understand what the issue was; what was going on in his mind and why he wouldn’t just come over and lay down beside you like any other day.  Silence dragged on for a few moments. Then he sighed and ran a hand through his hair “ You’re pretty and all but I have a lovely girlfriend at home”

“ Chuuya?” You questioned as you moved to sit up in bed.  

“ She’s my love and my happiness, my sweetheart,, hmm.. So.. thank you for taking care of me but I can’t- won’t sleep with you” he stated in a firm yet drunken tone, slurring some words. Yet they came out with surprising firmness, a grave seriousness you rarely heard directed towards you. While you sat stunned, Chuuya grabbed his coat from the side of the bed and made steps towards the door. He swayed, changed his mind and moved to the opposite side of the room, the spot furthest away from you. There he slid down the wall and dropped the coat over himself. Before you could even register what happened he was already fast asleep, soft snores the only sound in the otherwise silent room. 

Getting up, you came over to him and stopped a small distance away from him before you took a seat on the floor beside him. Once settled in a semi-comfortable position  you just watched him sleep the night away with the widest smile on your lips. In the morning you’d be sure to make him the best hangover breakfast and shower him in well deserved kisses, showing him just how much you appreciate him 

After all, once again, Chuuya showed you that you were the only woman on his mind and he was nothing if not loyal to you. 

Author note: When a close friend needs a Chuuya fic, who am I to deny that? So consider this a rare 2-for-1 special. Hope you enjoyed~

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[hazashiovo]

Hii I saw ur taking request Soo I wanted to know if you can do One-shot for riddle rosehearts he is ma fav if that is not a problem!

Ofc I can, popular opinion,but he reminds me of Ciel Phantomhive lol.

Genre: Fluff,imagine,just full of love tbh.

Treating a sick Riddle Rosehearts

It was hard to imagine that your dear boyfriend who always acted tough and in control was now in his bed,face flushed red and sweaty.

A thermometer hanging from his dry lips.

You told him many times,not to overwork himself. To take a break from time to time.

But Riddle was just so stubborn that he would only do what he wanted.

It drove you crazy. But who's now at your hand? Who's wiping his soaked forehead and neck? You.

His worried girlfriend barely resisting the urge to scold him for not listening to her.

"Here,I made you soup." One sympathetic smile on your lips.

The boy coughs a little, raising his upper body just enough for him to be able to eat the dish you made specially just for him.

Riddle pouts as you slick back his wet red hair, the soup filled spoon leaving a pleasant taste in his mouth.

"Thank you,rose." The boy's voice raspy manages to speak, his nick name for you rolling off his tongue effortlessly.

Riddle's face lights up,just now realizing how good the taste of this soup really is.

You giggle quietly at his adorable face,placing a quick kiss on his hot forehead.

"Eat up so I can give you your meds, alright Hun?" He nods,even if the taste of them is horrible, he knows it's necessary to take his medicine in order to get better.

"You know,if you would've listened to me this wouldn't have happened." Of course the urge to say something about the carelessness this boy had for himself finally was fulfilled.

If his head wouldn't feel like blowing off, Riddle would've rolled his eyes. But unfortunately he has to keep it in until he gets better.

Just on cue, the red haired boy sneezes,making you joint back startled.

"Tch." He raises his hand to his nose, wiping away with a tissue his runny ,red nose.

To be honest, Riddle's current appearance reminds you of a bunny. From cute red watery eyes to the way his lips were in a straight line, almost a pout. Even his hands were gripping the blanket so tightly, yeah,a bunny.

If he knew how you were visualizing him right now in your mind... Off with your head. Joking! If he was in his right health you'd most likely get your cheeks pinched and a scowl on his pretty face. Hehe.

After successfully eating the whole bowl of home made soup,you feed the sickly boy the prescribed medication. Riddle's face contorts Into a disgusted expression,his tongue dramatically spilling out like he just had the most disgusting thing for dinner.

You chuckle and pat his leg one last time. His expression now turning to his tired one.

"I'm gonna go now,you should rest." You smile, "To make sure you get back on your feet fast." Even if Riddle can't see you properly,the light making him squint his eyes, he knows your smiling.

That smile that warms his heart when it appears on your carefully sculpted face.

He blinks slowly a few times,a new surge of tiredness washing over him.

Yeah,he should rest. "Thank you my rose."

You hear the boy mumble before drifting off to a most likely uncomfortable sleep. The fever surely must lower,but you doubt this will be like his usual sleep.

His words make your smile grow bigger,happy that Riddle is accepting to be seen vulnerable by you and that he allows you to take care of him.

If he truly didn't want you to be here in times like this,he simply wouldn't allow you to enter his room.

But especially when he's like this are the times that he truly needs you to be around him. So be sure that the dorm leader would never forget the kindness and compassion you showed him,not only as your boyfriend,but as truly a person.

After spending a few seconds watching his sleeping frame,you leave. Reminding yourself that you have other business to do,even if your anxiety will probably eat you up and you'd be unable to focus properly,but it's ok. It's your boyfriend's health after all.

Once the door is closed ,you feel it. Tickling your nose,your face making that expecting expression.

"Hapciu!" A loud sneeze echoes through the hall outside of Riddle's room. Your eyes whiden and a shiver runs down your spine as you wipe a tear from the corner of your eye.

"Shit."

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Ahhh💕

Riddle's so cute ❤️

[deadpoetsdarling]

ronan lynch.

art by @sikenpilled

[aarcanegrimm]

2. Corvus

Masterlist

Years later and Raven is no longer the seventeen year old hero from Earth but a hard working twenty-five year old working for the Wizard King.

Warnings: Swearing

The black cloak swished behind her as she wandered through the halls of the Wizard King’s castle- where she had begun working almost a year after arriving in the Clover Kingdom. She was no longer a hero, no longer that seventeen-year-old who hoped to keep the world safe, Raven loathed to be one again after what happened on Earth eight years ago. She wouldn’t dare touch becoming a Magic Knight either despite Julius’ begs and pleads, so they compromised.

Raven would work for him, work as an assistant to Julius, and only do field work if it was necessary- and it so rarely had been. On the rare occasion she had vanished from her assistant duties anyone would be able to find the sorceress in her room or a library studying tomes and scrolls riddled in languages so old the paper was but a thin sheet. When she was tasked with a mission, which would only be given by the Wizard King directly, it involved nothing close to heroics. Raven had confided in him and Doctor Owen about her world, about what she did and how it ended, and she hated to admit it, but she was afraid… she was afraid of herself.

And of course, having ones father attached to their head didn’t help, but he could be tuned out most of the time.

“Good morning Miss Roth.” Captain Vangeance greeted as they stepped up to the office door, he usually greeted her on his way to Julius, as did many other Captain’s if her door was open (it was nice and unexpected when that became a thing they did). Though William was usually accompanied by Yami, or Yami and Jack if one of them did stop by.

“Morning Captain.” The masked man smiled, eyes glancing over her dress as they usually did.

“Blue today… must be Friday.” He joked as he opened the door for her. Raven rolled her eyes at the playfulness. The plain blue dress sat still, as though the slight breeze down the hall was non-existent.

“Yes it is… you normally remember the day of the week by my clothes or is this a new thing?” She asked, brow raised as she stepped passed him and into her office, his presence remained calming as she did.

“Well, it seems my calendar is missing-” he joked, she rolled her eyes once more, ignoring the echoes of her fathers wretched voice. She raised a hand to her temple, soothing the oncoming headache.

“Good thing I arrived on time then.” She added, grasping at the papers on her desk. “Seems your day is booked.”

“How unfortunate and here I was hoping for a stroll in the garden today.”

William was no Titan… none of them were but the playfulness, the teasing, it brought back fond memories of her life on Earth.

“I’m sure that could be arranged if you choose not to have the Captain’s dinner this evening.” Raven still had to be warry of her emotions… but a little bit of taunting couldn’t hurt.

“Can’t have that now can we.” He smiled. William had a nice smile; it was always friendly and warm… but something threw her every time, and she has no idea why.

“Wouldn’t be a good look for any new recruits if their Captain went and collapsed now would it?” William’s emotions seemed to flicker even as he laughed.

“I suppose not… Raven if I could-”

The office door slammed open.

“Captain Vangeance.” The Vice-Captain, Langris Vaude, called from down the hall. “Marx said the Wizard King is waiting for us.”

William gave a terse smile, seemingly nodding in annoyance.

“Thank you Langris.”

“I’ll meet you at the arena… William.” Raven said, lilac eyes meeting violet briefly as she turned to nod towards Langris. “Vice-Captain.”

“Miss Roth.”

~~*~~*~~*~~

“I take it Julius has no plans for a grand appearance? Or has Marx got him changed to his office chair?” Raven questioned as the Captain’s stepped into the room, one just outside from the Captain’s lookout to watch the examinees.

“Actually, Marx can’t find him.” Captain Poizot sighed. “There was no pre-exam meeting, apparently he decided to skip it last minute.”

Raven’s eyes glowed faintly, her mind searching for the sneaky older man. Instead, she found an older woman selling an unappealing sort of meal, a snake on a stick?

“He’s in the markets disguised as an old woman selling… dried snakes?” She shook her head, reeling back from using her telepathy was always more of a pain than her other gifts… not that the Captain’s knew about them- Hell, she uses a fake grimoire to blend in.

“That mind-searchy spell is real handy girl.” Poizot chuckled, hand gripping her arm almost possessively tight. “Almost wish I could do it too.”

She nodded, uncomfortable with him touching her.

“I’ll inform Marx of where he is, then I will join you all on the balcony as usual.”

Turning to look at him she could feel a wave of irritation fall from the masked man, his eyes locked on the tight grip on her arm.

“That’s quite alright Miss Roth, take your time.”

Yami chose that moment to appear, grumpier than usual and she could feel it- but it wasn’t an angered sort of grumpy nor the tired kind… more an impressed yet pissed sort.

“Hey Birdie.” Yami greeted as he stepped passed.

“Yami.” She said back as she turned to leave the room, communicator in hand.

“Hello Miss Roth… I’m sorry but you’ll need to be quick I am looking for Lord Julius.”

“He’s in the market dressed as an old woman selling snakes on a stick. Burgundy robes, very short.” Raven stated. Marx only stared through the magic crystal… of course that was why the stoic woman called.

“Thank you… enjoy the exam.”

“Tell Julius I’ll throw him across the kingdom if he does that again.”

“Will do. Good day Miss Roth.”

“You as well Marx.” She said shutting off the magic device without a second thought- she had an exam to watch.

“Have I missed much yet?” Raven questions as she settles behind the Captain’s as many others had. She was between (but slightly further back from) Langris and Leopold Vermillion. She was an obvious outcast had anyone bothered to look up. She was ash white with hair a deep, dark purple (when in the right light at least) and she had the least expressive face out of everyone here… sometimes she still felt as though she did not belong.

“We’ve just begun… that boy down there cannot seem to get off the ground.” William replied. She focused her mind on the boy, he was too tense too- she gasped, stepping back slightly… though no one had heard her from what it seemed.

Except of course Yami who noticed her Ki spike.

“You okay Birdie?”

“Fine.” She replied, calming her racing heart. Her mind had barely reached him, barely touched him before it rebounded towards his grimoire… a strange feeling emanated from it. “The boy is magicless.”

“Yeah… figured that out when I bumped into him.”

“Keke, what was that?” Jack called, laughing at the examinees bellow, not at all a part of their conversation. “I thought some of them were going to fall.”

“What do you mean magicless?” Fuegoleon questioned, looking towards the dark-haired woman. “Are you certain?”

“I’m not jumping into his mind if that’s what you are implying.” Raven stated firmly. The royal only smiled apologetically, it was a request many often made, and they knew she hated it.

“No, no I meant no such thing Raven.” He said. “I just meant that perhaps his mana is very low.”

“Nah.” Yami interjected. “Kids got nothing.”

“Then why is he here? He’ll only be a nuisance as a knight.” Raven could feel the contempt pour from the Silva heir… high rankers and their prejudice. Some of the bravest people she knew had no powers… they had nothing but themselves.

“Perhaps there is more than meets the eye.” William smiles, his calmness easing Raven’s mind- being an empath really was a bitch. Her father grumbled quietly, the gem on her forehead taking a shine in the morning sun- bastard. “We cannot make our opinions based on a single test… there are many to go.”

The others hummed in agreement as the conversation shifted, towards the boy flying high above the rest… he had a link to the magicless boy, Raven could tell.

~~*~~

“Perhaps we held out too much hope.” Fuegoleon sighed as they reached the final round of testing- combat. “The boy can’t do anything.”

“There is one last test.” Rill gleamed happily. “Maybe he’s super strong!”

“Doubtful.” Charlotte sighed.

But Raven wasn’t listening, her mind had turned hazy, dim. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time… she was having a vision.

She was standing in a dark cave, only illuminated by the flashes of light sparking every few moments (forgive her but Raven’s precognition was a bit rusty), a dark hand rose from the floor, blacker than night, grasping at a grimoire with a four leafed clover. Something terrible was coming.

Her hand flew to her forehead, pressing against the gleaming gem. She groaned softly, trying to refocus on the exam below.

“Miss Roth are you alright?” She faintly heard Leopold ask. She nodded, grounding herself to stop the swaying.

“Flash headache, sorry.” She replied- that’s what she had been calling them at least, said it was medical with Owen’s approval… she didn’t like to lie, but she didn’t have much choice if she wanted a normal life here in the Clover Kingdom. The young Vermillion pouted, but it was Yami’s stare that burnt into her side, he may not be an empath but that Ki ability of his was strong, and scarily accurate- part of her almost wanted to test its limits. Raven could feel William’s concern as he turned to look, a concern she eased as she offered him a small smile.

The next thing Raven knew the magicless boy was waiting to see which squad would take him and Raven hoped someone did. It was too tense; the boy’s fear and determination was like a tsunami waiting to crash.

‘Yami… raise your hand.’ She sent him a side glance; she knows he heard her message… but of course instead he jumped off the landing into the arena… muscle head.

‘Yeah, yeah Birdie already on it.’ He thought back. Bull headed idiot. She shook her head at his theatrics- Batman would have hated him.

“I’m not even surprised Yami would take on such an imbecile” Nozel muttered.

“No need to be so harsh Nozel.” Fuegoleon tutted. “He’s just a boy after all.”

He’s just a kid… like she had been, like the Titans had been. It was the same everywhere, she supposed, child soldiers in every realm.

~~*~~*~~*~~

Raven found herself wandering the cold hall of the Wizard King’s castle once more that day, tired and drained from the people around her… normally she would try and brave the people, keep up appearances but today was too much. It was just a dinner for the Captain’s anyway, she was never supposed to be there, but Julius often insisted she try to socialise and familiarise herself with the people she worked with (and no she did not approve of that wording). She sunk deep into her chair, the cool, smooth wood and cushioned seat a comfort that her feet greatly appreciated after being up and about all day. Firstly, she had to keep the exam organised, keep the Captain’s up to date on changes, watch out for any potential mages that could be of use to Julius for specific missions and then she had to make sure the evenings dinner went to plan. Thankfully that was all well and good and no more people would come to badger her.

Oh, and yes she did hunt down Julius with Marx and chew him out… as best she could without breaking something.

The former hero was tired. She just wanted to shut her eyes, go to sleep and hope to Azar she didn’t wake up… but she had to stay awake, it would feel like she was running away if she just gave into the cowardice, if she let her father win and destroy another world. Because that is what would happen if she let go, he would win, he would probably free himself and even after all these years of being in the inescapable prison that was the gem on her forehead she was still afraid he would escape.

‘One day daughter. One day I shall return.’ His voice echoed dully in the back of her mind, bouncing off of each stone pillar she had built mentally for her friends. What a dick he is for doing that.

“Shut up.” She grumbled, pressing her fingers to her temple, she doesn’t need his bullshit today.

“I didn’t say anything yet?” Her head snapped towards the open door, Yami leaning against the frame.

“How long have you been there?” She questions instead, fingers still digging into her temple.

“Long enough to tell you feel like utter shit.”

“Now what gave that away?” She scoffed. “Shouldn’t you be at that Captain’s dinner with Julius?”

“You know I don’t care about that shit Birdie… I do care that you ain’t telling us something.” Yami said seriously.

“Yami-”

“I know you can tell that I know something’s up. I don’t care about secrets and shit like that and I’m worse than you at being social- but someone will listen if you talk.”

Raven feels her shoulders slump at the sincerity in his tone, in his emotions.

“Thank you Yami that is much appreciated.”

“Eh whatever. Just don’t let it eat you alive- Julius likes you too much.” She rolls her eyes at the comment and shakes her head.

“Sometimes people… overwhelm me Yami. That’s as much as I am willing to share right now, I hope you understand.” Raven states, hoping to appease the man and considering how his aura seems to settle for a moment it seems it’s satisfied something.

“Don’t stress yourself Birdie, I think Vanessa would kill me if I let her drinking buddy do that.” The man snorts, taking a long drag from his cigarette. Raven’s nose scrunches at the smell.

“If Julius stopped running away I think my stress levels would significantly drop.”

“Mushroom head’s would too.” Yami snorted as he turned from Raven. “Go home Birdie, rest up. That headache is making you look sick.”

And with that the Black Bull’s Captain left her office. Raven groaned, of course he chose today to be all wise and nice- Batman really would hate him, Jason would probably like him… he’d scare most of the Titans though. That thought almost made her laugh, she wishes she could talk about them, and she knows Yami would be the best to talk to- being from a different country (much less than a whole different world) but for now Owen and Julius know enough but maybe… she’ll think about it.

[s1ater]

i do what i have to do.

pairings. bellamy blake x fem!reader

part two of two.

about. in which you point your gun at someone you never thought you’d point it at.

warnings. swearing

ricky rocks. look who finally finished a year old one shot/fic/whatever you call it 🤗🤗

bellamy coudn’t hurt you even if he wanted to. so, when mumbling the words, ‘move or i’ll kill you’, you could see right through his bluff by the way his eyes so willingly betrayed him, filled with... hurt.

in all truth, bellamy believed you would have shot him if it would have come down to that, and maybe that’s what pained him most. he wouldn't hurt a hair on your head, and you would have, but only for the best interest and safety of arkadia and your friends. 

you never wanted to hurt bellamy, but recently you really, really wanted to slap him upside the head for all the stupid shit he had been doing. and maybe a gun scare would knock some sense into him, or maybe it would only put him deeper into the hole pike was digging for him. 

bellamy yanked you to your feet quickly after the two of you had seemed to have recovered from all the commotion that had just taken place. you weren't sure whether or not he wanted to get you away from the increase in rowdy crowd or to have his way with you first. 

you were beginning to think it was the last option as he marched down the hall with you in front of him, gripping your left arm while the other pressed against your back. one, two, three, four more steps before he shoved you into one of the guards rooms, his room. 

“what the hell do you think you’re doing?” he let go of your arm with a slight shove causing you to stumble forward a bit. he looked angry, more than you had ever seen him and more than you would have ever wished to see.

“bellamy, don’t start with me,” you mumbled, raising a finger to harshly accuse him... for something. “if you’re going to kill me, just get it over with.”

he scoffed, looking beyond dumbfounded with his mouth slight agape, not believing the words that had just came from your mouth.

“stop fucking talking,” he needed to think. he begun to pace back and forth, and you had no idea what to do with yourself as you watched him. “i need to get you out of here.”

"what?"

he gives you a dumbfounded look that was filled with a sense of urgency, "y/n, you just shot someone that can have you dead within seconds. you don't leave, someone’s going to do exactly what you did, and take justice into their own hands."

"you should have let me finish the job."

"we're not starting this," he grips your shoulder before pushing you by your upper back. "people are leaving. o, kane, miller—you go with them. you stay, they'll kill you."

"how do you know this?" you mumbled, glancing back at the mention of your friends and the planned escape you all had developed. bellamy was considered a traitor to you all, so he would be the last person on your list to concern with the escape plan. 

"eyes everywhere."

you narrow your brows at him, "you're coming with."

he narrows his brows in shock, not expecting you to say this, you share the same expression, also shocked by yourself. the past month would explain this--not only had you watched your world at arkadia fastly crumble after the slow rebuild of humanity, you also witnessed your relationship with bellamy slowly tank moment after moment while his with pike was created.

so, offering passage was an absurd idea. after all the betrayal.

he seems to wince after his surprisal settles but is quick to keep a straight face as best as he can, "you're getting the wrong idea."

"am i?"

"we're not friends anymore, y/n. this isn't old times," his words are intentionally stinging, but you don't miss the look on his face that betrays him. "you can't save me if that’s what you’re thinking. I don't need to be saved, i know what i’m doing."

you frown, "bellamy, you need to stop acting like there's never going to be a happy ending for you before it comes true. leave with us."

"you know i can't do that."

"why not?"

"I dug myself in too deep this time," his face was still stone cold, but it didn't prevent remorse from blossoming in your chest. "maybe if you weren't such a terrible shot, this would be all over."

***

in well under an hour bellamy had you out of arkadia, alone. your friends had left a lot sooner than thought and no matter how much begging you did—expectedly—bellamy left his mind unchanged. 

you knew exactly where your friends were going—where they’d be. it was a long and lonely hike but it was enough time for reflection.

you miss the time where you felt like a kid still. where you were young and reckless and full of hope that you’d finally get to be free upon that first step off the drop ship. that you had purpose and will and fighting was something you hadn’t really minded aside from the possible side affect of death.

now you were tired. you just wanted to lay your head down for once and not think about the pointless rivalry purging your everyday life.

“y/n, you’re okay,” octavia pulls you into a tight hug, a certain relief setting over. “god, after we hadn’t seen you, we assumed the worst.”

“i’m okay,” you gave her a thin-lipped smile, “thanks to your brother.”

“bellamy?” she seems shocked, like that’s the first courteous thing he’s done for someone in years.

“yes,” you nod, understanding the hostile tone she almost takes with his name. “i think he might’ve saved me.”

“where is bellamy?” miller speaks causing you to realize they had all emerged from the cave.

"he's gone."

"dead?"

"no,” you shake your head, “he stayed behind. he said he had to fix some thing’s before he showed his face again.”

octavia mentally rolled her eyes, but kept her composure as she watched you, “you’re here. that’s all that matters.”

***

“is he dead?”

“indra has him.”

“bellamy-“

“y/n,” he gives you a pointed look at your protest. “you know that’s as good as dead.”

he was right. pike killed her people, that was far from unforgivable. he’d be lucky to receive death.

“she didn’t kill you.”

he shook his head, keeping his eyes low to the ground, “thanks to o.”

it took a day for bellamy to find you all. his face was beaten and bloodied, but you knew better than to ask what the cause was. he had a lot of enemies at the moment and it wasn’t like this was something out of the blue for him. you would've been surprised to see a clean face.

“she doesn’t hate you as much as you think.”

“i’d like to think she doesn’t hate me at all,” he presses his lips into a thin line. “you’re right though.”

you nod, trying to look sympathetic.

“about everything. i’m sorry.”

your mouth slightly opens in shock from not anticipating his words; apology and admitting.

“i’m sorry too,” you nod, swallowing harshly as you think about having that gun pointed inches from his face. “i would’ve never shot you.”

“you sure?” his voice is lighthearted, but you can tell he’s genuine when asking. “could’ve guessed otherwise.”

“guessing will only hurt you,” you tease, but quickly drop the blitheness. “i shouldn’t have done it, but i was scared… and angry.”

“i know,” he whispers, “we do what we have to do, right?”

“right.”

“then if that means shooting me to knock some sense into me, do it.”

a laugh gets stuck in the back of your throat at the preposterous thought of it. the funny thing was you knew he wasn’t joking. classic bellamy, putting himself in harm’s way.

“me a couple months ago would be more than happy to oblige,” you shake your head, making it his turn to laugh.

“us a couple months ago was a different story. i’m sure we already had guns to each other’s throats.”

you laugh with him, “yeah.”

“never again.”

nodding, “never again.”

you stare at one another now, quiet and calm. you don’t think you’ve ever had a moment like this with bellamy before.

you’re not sure what to do, but bellamy does.

your months of angsty butting heads leading to civilness, then ultimately leading to radio silence on both of your ends due to pike, had killed him. and now, here you were, back in his grasp of more than just civilness, he couldn’t let that go.

“i lied,” he mumbles, suddenly shifting from the rock he sat on. “instead of shooting me…” he’s leaning now, hovering, and just barely resisting the urge to complete his intentions. you feel his breath fan your face; feel, because your eyes are shut. “please, just kiss me.”

his nose is slotted against yours, still hovering as he watches you beneath his eye lashes. his lips are so close… so close to yours, it’s killing him that he waits.

“i’m sorry, but i have to do this,” he smiles before finally pressing his lips against yours.

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[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#689 Top n bottom

After marriage, Vil wanted to...Surprise you on your honeymoon and he knew you also had a surprise for him...

Raven!Yuu: Isn’t this great?!

Vil*With Lingerie on to surprise you, Lying on the bed in a starfish position*Not really...

Raven!Yuu*looking down from the top bunk: What’s wrong?... You wanna be on top?

Vil*Knows you dont understand the innuendo you ... accidentally said*...that was the plan...

Part 4 of:

[wormkidz]

“when Adam kissed him, it was every mile per hour Ronan had ever gone over the speed limit”

“only now he was too full of white, fuzzy light to make any sort of logical connections”

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you please make incorrect quotes for Titans and Raven confronting Y/N who is literally chilling out inside of Raven's mindscape with Dark Raven?

The Titans charge through Raven's mindscape to find Y/N...

They pause when they find Y/N relaxing on a couch with Dark Raven...

Y/N: hey guys

Starfire: you are not in the trouble?

Y/N: oh i am in trouble

Robin:

Y/N: love trouble

Dark Raven snuggles with Y/N...

Beast Boy: this is weird, dude!

Raven: I'm happy, Y/N's happy. deal with it

[jazjelspen]

leaving on wild charted waters [pt.4]

(what if our mc got tired of Night Raven College and all it's inhabitants?)

(what if our beloved mc has...(voluntarily) been helping with decorating for the ball that will be happening in the next few days!?)

(just a “filler” chapter but it's just pure fluff and our mc having a great time with their new RSA friends + fleshing out some RSA students that I may use in future chapters/will get back to angst but as many of you know: our mc needs to be happy!

p.s Neige is actually a nice person in this series, he just doesn’t mean to come off as fake. I just wanted to write a nice version of the character for this!)

(fluff/splash of angst but it's very short)

the ball: part 1

you couldn't be more relaxed. you are currently chilling with your new friends and Rielle on the same shore you stepped your shoes in on your first day here. you all decided that after a long day of studies, activities, and fun ballroom decorating that it'd be a great idea to just relax beside the waters with everyone having each of their favorite snacks and drinks.

you and your friends were quiet since all you could all do was take in the refreshing sea air and the feeling of the breeze kissing your faces, the sound of the water sloshing and splashing also added to the calm ambience of the scene, and of course it wouldn't be complete without the screech of a seagull or the cute chirps of birds. I just can't forget to mention the same beautiful sunset that came upon your first day here also appearing in this exact moment, it really did always take your breath away. 'god, nothing could beat this view' you thought.

you noted how this time when you volunteered to help out with ballroom decorating, that no one actually ever left you on your own or ditched you. everyone did their part, some mishaps here and there, but it wasn't anything none of you could fix. you actually felt as if the work was much less with everyone actively doing their job and not slacking off or disappearing when they have the chance... these guys actually sticked by you and didn't let you down in the slightest. it was as if a splash of the freshest water just hit your face and took off a lot of stains that you had from NRC.

you all reveled in the moment until someone finally spoke up, "today was no joke." your friend, Alex Underlan, spoke in an exasperating tone as he laid with his arms and legs spread as if he's about to make a snow angel in the sand. "it felt as if this day would never end."

the next to speak was Neige Leblanc "we did take awhile to set up the decorations for the ball. thankfully we managed to finish just in time before the setting sun left!" he spoke with a smile as he looked up to see his little blue bird friends sitting comfortably on his hat. "we have to admit we did do a pretty good job on the decorating."

Chenya, an acquaintance from NRC and now very good friends with in RSA, stretched his limbs out in the sand with a loud yawn "beats me, I'm just glad that the hard part is over and we can now nap like kittens!~..."

"I agree with Neige though, we did do a pretty great job with decorating! along with the help of our fellow animal friends too it made the whole thing a bit more hectic yet fun." Rielle chirped in "I do have to admit-- Raps and _____ did an amazing job painting the ceiling and walls for the occasion! it's like those really detailed murals from waaay back then!"

Raps then replied with a bit of a sheepish smile "aww thanks Red, but obviously I wouldn't have been able to get it done in time with my favorite assistant _____ here!--" Raps shook your shoulder gently with the entire group chuckling with each other.

"hey! I'm your only assistant!" you replied with a light giggle "Raps I seriously have no idea how you're not afraid of falling from such a height-- you have immense trust in your hair." you paused " but then again i was hanging onto your hair while painting-- so I actually can tell why you have immense trust in your hair." you all just fell into a fit of laughter together in harmony at the hilarious memory of you freaking out a bit while clinging onto your friend's hair over how high you were to then feeling confident and relaxed while painting the ballroom walls and ceiling with Raps.

after you all calmed down the excitement for the ball started rising in your chest once again "honestly... i'm so excited for the ball. mostly because it's the one ball where I most likely won't have to deal with any people that have underlying personal issues that I have to deal with." you let out an almost happy sigh.

Chenya snickered, knowing well what that referenced to "nahh, no overblots here. don't remember there ever being one since I first came to this rabbit hole." he then closed his eyes as to take a light cat nap.

"me either!" chirped in Neige "but no need to fret or fear, in case an issue does come up we won't ask you to have to take care of it for us. with what you've told us you have seemed to have gone through so much already--" he spoke this next part more lowly " I should've... noticed it back when the VDC event was happening..." Neige sulked a bit but then gave you a small smile "I'm just glad you still came all this way to give RSA a chance _____!.."

"thanks Neige, that's actually... very kind of you to say." you smiled back as one of Neige's little blue birds landed on one of your knees and chirped a small song for you.. how cute and charming. "actually back then at the VDC event I honestly thought you were probably hiding under some super cute and friendly facade but turns out that it's really just you being naturally kind and well... friendly!" almost everyone either choked on their drinks or giggled, basically all collectively agreeing that everyone else thought that too in the beginning of meeting Neige at some point.

Neige paused a bit and looked at you with wide eyes and a genuinely confused smile, processing what you just said as he let out a very confused "huh?--"

"Raps Belleflowe!"

a loud interrupting and snarly voice boomed from behind the group of six, so loud it caused the little birds that rested on you and Neige to fly away! you all simultaneously turned to look at the tall and dark figure with voluminous black curls awaiting for one of you.

Raps sighed in immense disappointment as he packed up any snacks he had out back in his satchel, now looking all gloomy. "well- I'll see you guys tomorrow!.."

Chenya then turned to look his long haired friend with an almost disappointed look too "leaving so soon blondie? not staying over to grab some full grub with us?"

Raps shook his head "ahh...not today guys! maybe next time--" he was about to walk out before he quickly faced the group who all groaned in disappointment together " hey how about to make up for it I treat you all to lunch at school!" everyone still seemed disappointed yet each still gave Raps a thumbs up at his idea.

you all watched him scurry to his father who seemed to be less than pleased, almost scolding him before they both walked seemingly back to the dorms.

"I don't like Raps's dad... always gave me the heebie jeebies, keeps Raps from us outside of school-related stuff, and always gives me low scores on my biochem tests!..." Alex grumbled as he looked up at the sky.

"he is an intimidating individual.. but he seems to be very attentive to Raps and always seems to help him with all the countless hobbies he has!.." Neige tried to seem a bit positive, but he does agree with Alex on the first two things.

"a bit too attentive, I know a helicopter dad when I see one." Rielle huffed before he yawned. "well let's get a meal before we all head our separate ways and sleep like sleeping beauty."

Chenya and Alex both seemed to agree very much with this idea with how quickly they both to stood up in a weirdly comedic way.

you chuckled at this "guess we don't have to tell you two twice."

Alex laughed at your comment "you really don't!"

while the other three got up Neige gently tapped on your shoulder before you got up as well. "hey _____! if you don't mind-- could we take a photo together for my Magicam? I've posted photos with everyone except you, and I wouldn't want to leave you out!" he gave you these puppy dog eyes as he asked, you couldn't help but chuckle at this and nod.

"of course Neige, I'd love to be in your Magicam." you spoke before a bright smile grew on his face and you both set up a pose together in front of his phone's camera.

"1...2..!" and right when he was about to say three he clicked on the camera button and now he has a memory of you two! he looked over the photo "look at us! we look great!"

you nodded in agreement, genuienly impressed with how good you two looked "huh!.. we really do don't we!"

you both giggled together before a loud and sharp 'ahem!' interrupted you both. both pairs of eyes looked up to see all three of your standing friends waiting for you.

Chenya groaned "let's get going slow pokes! Im starting to mistake Alex's stomach growls to that of a lion's roar." the cat tittered before Alex gasped and punched him on the arm, not hard enough to actually hurt him.

"no they do not! fleabag.." Alex sneered.

"awwe! that hurt, blondie #2..." whined the cat.

the rest of you three lightly laughed at the scene before you as Neige and yourself got up together. once the two wrapped up their play fight you all as a group started walking to the nearest shop for a quick meal.

guess you didn't realize that with Neige posting the picture of you two later on in the day that it'd rise hell onto the campus of Night Raven College-- unbeknownst to all of you.

(really short compared to other parts but next chapter will be when the actual ball will happen and all the silly funzies stuff too. as mentioned once again this chapter and the next are basically just fluff and "filler" and to flesh out most of mc's new friends +adding sprinkles and splashes of angst here and there to at least keep it interesting!)

[spidernuggets]

Jason Todd x Reader

"Thought I was gonna lose you"

"Oh, baby, you can't get rid of me that easily"

You slammed into the hospital room where the nurse told you your boyfriend was at. You received a call from Dick almost 15 minutes ago while you were reading Jason's annotated Pride and Prejudice book, smiling at his little comments at the side. Once you heard "Jason" and "Hospital" in the same sentence, you quickly bookmarked the novel and ran out the door.

The four Titans accompanying Jason; Dick, Gar, Kori and Rachel, turn to you, but your main focus was on Jason. His eyes closed, bandages all over his torso, IV needles stuck all over and an oxygen mask over his face. Your heart beated faster, pushing the Titans out of the way to get a closer look of your lover, gently caressing his face.

"We were told he's in a coma," Dick immediately says. "There was a messy encounter with Deathstroke and-"

"And Jason jumps head in first like always," Kori interrupts, arms crossed, annoyed expression on her face, staring down at the boy.

"We don't know when he'll wake up," Gar says quietly.

You don't reply. All you can do is lean your forhead against his, praying that he'll wake.

You're not part of the Titans, but you've known Jason for years and he'd entrusted you with his identity, and soon after, neither of you could hide your feelings towards one another for long.

"He's going to wake up. He'll wake up soon," was all you could say, just barely above a whisper.

"C'mon," Dick quietly says, motioning for the Titans to leave the two of you alone. When the three members leave, Dick places his hand on your shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"He was knocked out but.. he was calling your name when he got out of the ER," Dick tells you. "He's strong. He'll wake up."

When Dick leaves, you pull a chair up beside the bed, sitting down and laying your head beside Jason's torso, holding his hand.

And that's how it remained for the next few weeks. Jason didn't show any signs of movement but you still stayed in that chair, only getting up to use the bathroom. Even with Dick's authoritative commands, telling you to go home and that he'll watch over Jason, you didn't move an inch.

Gar was the only other person to visit Jason, and occasionally dropping of some food for you, while the others focus on missions.

"He never stops talking about you, y'know," Gar suddenly says, placing a paper bag full of greasy food on the small table beside you. "Training, fighting, debriefing, he's always bringing you up. 'Do you think Y/n would be impressed with this move?', 'I have to go, I want to hang out with Y/n', 'Don't tell Y/n I got stabbed'. I don't remember the last time he talked about anything other than you," Gar tells you, repeating all the things Jason had told him about you.

Your eyebrows scrunched together and lifted your head up to look at Gar as he handed you a burger. "He got stabbed? When??" You asked, accepting the burger.

Gar lightly laughed at the fact that you know Jason can take a punch or a stab, but would still be concerned even if Jason stubbed his toe.

"It was a month ago. He's more than fine now- well. The wound, I mean," He corrects, knowing Jason's current situation is definitely not more than fine.

You sighed, looking back at your boyfriend. "Thanks, Gar," You say, a smile tugging at your lips as your grip tightened on Jason's hand.

"For...," Gar's head tilted, confused what you were thanking him for while quickly stealing one of your fries.

You shrugged one of your shoulders. "For being his friend. He's told me some of the stuff he's gone through. How some of the other guys treat him. Without a shadow of a doubt he's wreckless and impulsive. But he's smart. And strong and brave. So.. thanks.. I guess. For believing that he is all of those things."

Gar sighed and gave you a lopsided hug. "Of course. He's my teammate amd my friend."

You leaned into Gar's hold, hand on his arm, giving it an accepting and gentle squeeze.

~

You remained by Jason's side a month and two weeks later, only leaving the room to go back to your house, asking Gar to look after Jason while grabbing a pair of extra clothes, plus a hoodie and leather jacket you stole from Jason.

You fell asleep, hugging Jason's arm, not noticing how his other arm went over his body and rested on your head, stroking your hair.

"Wakey wakey, gorgeous," You heard a raspy, groggy voice call out to you. You blinked twice before processing that someone was calling out to you. Your eyes widen as you jolt up from you seat and saw Jason smiling up at you.

"Don't tell me you've been sleeping in that position for long, babe, that could not be comfortable," Jason tried to joke. You didn't even realised what he said. You were still processing that he's awake.

A few seconds of realisation later, you start breaking down, tears cascading down for face and sobs choking out your throat.

"Oh, mama, c'mere," He whispers, weakly holding his arms out. You lunge forward, but careful not to lean over his bandages. You sobbed in his bare shoulder as he shushed you, stroking your hair.

"You scared me," you whimpered.

"I know, baby. 'm sorry, shh it's okay, I'm okay." he assures, pressing a light kiss to the crown of your head.

"I missed you," you mumbled, your finger tracing shapes along his skin.

"Missed you too, doll," he responded. "I heard you, y'know. Rereading Pride and Prejudice, saying how stupid my comments were. Asking me to wake up. Talking to Gar 'n all," he quietly explains.

"Thought I was gonna lose you"

"Oh, baby, you can't get rid of me that easily," he tried joking once more, this time earning a skicker from you as you left a soft, lingering kiss on his collerbone.

Jason shifted to one side of his bed, leaving a wider space beside him. He patted the empty space next to him, telling you to lie with him.

"Jay, I can’t, your bandages-"

"They'll be fine, I promise," he interrupts you. "Just come here with me. I'll heal faster if I'm holding you," he says with a cheeky smile dancing across his face.

You roll your eyes, but as much as you wanted him to have space to heal properly, the selfish part of you took over and slid in beside him, craving his touch that had you starved for too long.

You lay your head on his arm and you gently wrap your arm over his waist as Jason's arm cradles your head, the other draping over your body, pulling you closer, leaning in and connecting his lips with yours. It was a deep and hungry kiss that you both missed as you tiredly nuzzle your fave against his arm.

"Get some sleep, beautiful," Jason says. "You need some proper sleep," he kisses your forhead.

You hummed in response, quickly falling into a quick, comforting slumber, Jason closing his eyes shortly after.

Bonus:

After what felt like eternity, you finally slept, better yet, in the arms of the love of your life, knowing he's okay.

After finally getting a break from missions, the Titans made their way unto the hospital to see how Jason's doing.

"If Jason hadn't start the mission on his own, he wouldn't even be in this state," Rachel ranted to Dick, the two of them carrying plastic bags full of take away.

"Definitely taking a toll on Y/n," Kori says. "That kid's seen better days"

The group stopped in their tracks, looking through the window of Jason's room, seeing the couple in each other's embrace.

"Jason's awake!" Gar exclaims.

Dick smiled to himself and started shooing the Titans back.

"Alright, Jason's okay, we'll come back later when he and Y/n wake up". He said, smiling once more at the sight of the two.

♡Might be an ass fic seeing as I tried not to fall asleep. So.... definitely spelling/grammar errors somewhere.. Anyways, Hope you enjoyed reading! ♡