#Smart reader againn

[ddanthedumbass]

Day off || Lily Evans x fem! Reader

Author note <3

Hiiiiii Lily just has my heart like🙄 im in science class rn (im supposed to b playing blooket but it sucks dics) 

THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING GRYFFINDOR X READER LIKE I ONLY DO SLYTHERINS (and my first time doing marauders era)

I always accept corrective criticism, spelling correction, grammar correction, and requests. 

I appreciate your support 💞

Sé onr sverdar sitija hvass!

-Arii💕

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You were tired and your eyelids were heavy, but you ran your hand through your H/L H/C hair and turned your attention back to the piece of parchment in front of you, the lamp by its side casting it a warm glow.

You sighed and looked at the pages filled with writing, scribbling, and a few doodles in the corner, all written in black ink.

This is only two pages….. It should be five! You thought, sighing deeply and dipping your quill back into the ink.

Paragraph 4 — Werewolf lore, You wrote on your third piece of parchment, and though you only used two pages, your handwriting was small and if anyone else copied it onto their parchment, it would most likely take up five or six pages.

You scribbled with your quill for a few couple hours before your eyelids felt heavier than ever, like they were made of metal.

One more page… you thought encouragingly to yourself.

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“Y/N?”

You groaned and ignored the voice.

“Y/N?”

“Y/N?”

“Y/N!?” YOur eyelids fluttered open and you lifted your head abruptly, causing your vision to temporarily blur and your head to temporarily spin.

“Y/N, why were you sleeping in the common room with your quill?” Lily asked you with a look of concern on her face “Were you staying up to do your homework again?”

You flinched slightly as her tone suddenly went from worried to stern. “Uh” was the only thing you could say.

“Y/N, overworking is not good for you.” Lily said, knitting her eyebrows with a look of mingled concern and distress.

“It’s oka–”

“No, it's not!” Lily cut in, her eyebrows furrowed and a slight frown on her face “What time did you go to sleep, Y/N?”

You thought for a moment, biting your lip “I don’t know..”

Lily huffed and put her hands on her hips “You're not going to class today. I am going to get your absence excused and you will not do anything related to homework, school, or studying.”

YOu stared at Lily with a look of disbelief “But… My essay is due tomorrow and I only have four and a half pages done and I still have to do my essay for professor Slughorn and professor Dippet!”

Lily shook her head “No.”

You sighed and gave up trying to change Lily’s mind, since anyone who’s talked to her would know, if she decided on something, that decision is final and nobody can do anything to make her change her mind. “Okay. Fine.”

Lily’s expression became brighter immediately “Okay!” she said, beaming and pulling you up onto your feet.

You couldn’t help but smile at Lily’s adorableness. “Okay, Evans.” you said, rolling your eyes.

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You sat on your bed, your sketchbook in your lap, doodling absentmindedly.

“Y/N!” Lily plopped onto the bed next to you “What are you drawing?”

“Uh,” You looked down at your paper “I’m just doodling… you were gone for a while and I got bored.”

Lily laughed, “It wasn’t that long! It was only like twenty minutes!”

You smiled and rolled your eyes. “Twenty minutes is a long time when you're sitting on the floor doing nothing!”

Lily pulled a look of fake consideration “Yea, sure.” 

You smiled and looked at Lily, your E/C eyes locking with Lily’s green ones for a split second before you looked away, feeling flustered for no reason. Get yourself together, Y/N. You silently chided yourself, ashamed of the butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

“You Okay?” Lily asked you, the smile slowly disappearing from her face, being replaced by a look of concern.

“Yea, I’m fine, just spaced out for a second.” You gave Lily a reassuring smile. “What do you want to do for the whole day without class?”

Lily’s smile reappeared immediately “I planned the whole day earlier!” She said excitedly, practically jumping with enthusiasm.

“How much earlier?” 

“When I was walking to Professor Dumbledoor’s classroom.”

You sighed, a smile on your face “I’ll trust you planned well in like, five or less minutes.”

“I did, promise.”

You nodded and rolled your eyes “Okay, what’s the plan?”

Lily grinned and smiled coyly “It’s a surprise!” 

“Humph.” You fake-glared at Lily “Fine. Don’t tell me.”

Lily rolled her eyes and grabbed your hand, hauling you up off the bed, causing your sketchbook to fall with a thud off your lap and onto the ground.

“Lilu!” You protested as the sketchbook lay open on the ground, showing a page on which you drew Lily’s smiling face.

Lily also stared at the book before saying: “You drew me in your sketchbook?”

You felt heat rush to your face. “Yes..”

Lily grinned “It’s really good!”

“It’s not that good, it’s just a sketch.” You said, rubbing your burning neck in embarrassment.

Lily laughed and patted your shoulder. “Come on, Y/N! You don’t have to be so modest all the time!”

YOu frowned “I’m not being modest! The sketch is not that good!”

Lily sighed “If you say so,”

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You followed Lily through the deserted hallways, passing classrooms with class in session, making you feel a little uncomfortable, since you were so used to being one of the first people in the classroom.

Lily walked out of the door, holding it open for you as you followed her out.

“Where are we going?” You asked, jogging to keep up with Lily.

“It’s a surprise!” Lily said, spinning around once excitedly, smiling at you. “Close your eyes~”

You blinked and stared before closing your eyes. “Make sure I don’t bump into anything.”

“Okay!” Lily said. You felt her hand around yours and she pulled you behind her, walking slowly and carefully.

“You can open your eyes now!” Lily said after a few minutes of walking blindly.

You opened your eyes, the light blinding you at first, but as your eyes adapted to the light, you saw a pretty garden, a big water fountain and many multi-colored flowers, green grass cut neatly and small green shrubs lined up perfectly along the cut grass,

“Wow.” You said, looking at the garden with awe in your eyes.

“I know right!” Lily said excitedly, grinning and hopping up and down on her heels.

You nodded and took a second to admire Lily’s smile then turned your attention back to the colorful garden.

“Come onnnn!” Lily gushed, grabbing your hand again and pulling you to a small bench and sitting down. You sat down next to her.

“Why are we here?” You asked LIly after a few seconds of admiring the scenery.

Lily smiled and turned to you, her emerald green eyes gleaming, “It’s called mindfulness, Y/N.”

“Why mindfulness?”

“I think you need it,”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever.”

Lily smiled. “Close your eyes and listen.” 

“What?” 

“Close your eyes and listen.”

“Why?”

“Just shut up and do it.”

You closed your eyes and listened to your surroundings, hearing the soft buzz of bees, and leaves rustling in the wind.

“What about it?”

“Just listen,” Lily said quietly “It’s called mindfulness.”

You sighed and listened again, thinking of nothing but the calming sounds around you.

After a few minutes of peaceful silence, you felt Lily’s hand on yours. “You can open your eyes now,”

You opened your eyes, feeling refreshed and calm. “I can’t believe that worked.”

Lily rolled her eyes “Do you not trust my mindful exercises?”

“It seemed stupid at first.” You admitted.

“Rude.”

“Whatever.”

Lily laughed and scooted closer to you with a coy smile.

You felt heat rush to your cheeks and your heartbeat quickened by six beats.

Lily noticed your blush and grinned “Why are you blushing?~”

You blushed harder “Uhm..” 

LIly smirked “Hmm?”

“It’s- it’s just.. Hot out here, you know?”

“You sure?”

“Y-yea..”

“Mmm, It doesn't feel hot,” 

“Maybe it’s just me.” You shrug.

“Look at me, Y/N.”

You turned and looked at Lily’s perfect face, her wavy red hair was flying in the soft morning breeze and her freckles were as perfect as ever, sprinkling her nose and cheeks.

“Yes?” You asked, locking your eyes with her’s.

Lily’s eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes again in a second, and she smiled. 

You tilted your head “Yes?” You repeated, ignoring Lily’s eyes flickering down to your lips from time to time.

“Can I kiss you?” LIly asked finally, looking at her knees, smiling shyly, and tucking her hair behind her ear.

“What?” You looked at Lily with a look of surprise. “Can you what?”

Lily looked up at you, her big green eyes sparking, “Can I kiss you?”

You looked at Lily then smiled “Okay, Evans.”

Lily’s face lit up and she smiled, caressing your forearm. “Thank you, Y/N” She whispered, moving her face closer to yours.

You blushed and put your hand softly onto her’s.

Lily put her hand on your hip and pressed her lips on yours, smiling.

The warm taste of chocolatey sweetness filled your mouth. Your hand went up Lily’s waist and to her neck, brushing your hand through her hair.

Lily pulled away after a few seconds, a warm blush sprinkling her freckled cheeks.

You smiled, also blushing lightly. “Wow..” 

Lily grinned and stood up, holding her hand out for you and you took it, grinning.

“I’m going to take you somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“I told you! It’s a secret”

You rolled your eyes “Whatever.”

[luvbxnni]

the taste of your tongue ★⋆

p - aib!niragi x f!reader

g - alice in borderland (the beach)

w - sexual tension, HIGHLY suggestive, lip biting, choking, making out, mentions of fucking, i don't rlly know if this would be considered a spoiler, but if you don't know anything about aib and are planning to watch it, then this fic might potentially be a spoiler

an - i'm currently watching aib season 2 and i fell in love with niragi ALL OVER AGAINN (which i didn't know was possible) alsooo... my FIRST published fic! lmk what u think <3

playlist - libid0 - OnlyOneOf

wc - 1k

when niragi attemps to test you at The Beach, you don't hesitate to put him in his place.

the night was still, the air cool and crisp with the sound of silent waves crashing against the shore. you stood on the balcony of The Beach, leaning against the railing as you gaze at the remnants of the sunset. the chaos of the day’s games were a distant memory, and here, you found a moment of peace. but that peace was about to be interrupted.

niragi, having noticed you step away from the other residents, walked up quietly, his gaze fixed on you. the way you guys had been basically eye-fucking one another ever since you'd arrived had been gnawing at him since he hadn't found an opportunity to do something about it. and now, seeing you alone, he couldn't resist the chance to approach.

he stops a few feet away, his voice low. "do you always disappear like this?"

you turn slowly, your eyes locking onto him. you hadn’t expected him to follow you, but you weren't startled.

"what do you want, niragi?" you ask, your voice calm.

he steps closer, his usual smirk spreading across his face. "i'm just wondering what you’re doing out here all alone. the others are having fun, but you look like you’d rather do anything else." he was testing you, trying to get under your skin, but there was something about you that intrigued him. you didn’t react the way others did. you weren't afraid of him.

"i'm just thinking," you reply with a shrug, trying to appear unfazed by his presence. "do you ever think, niragi? or do you just do whatever you want, whenever you want?"

he lets out a small chuckle. "i don’t need to think too hard to know what i wanna do," he said, stepping even closer, his voice dropping lower. "and i think you want it too."

you raise an eyebrow, hoping to become the one doing the testing now. "yeah? did you hear it from me?"

niragi chuckled and leaned in, his tongue sticking out to wet his bottom lip. "well, you're a smart-ass. i'm sure you can figure it out." his eyes search yours for a hint of reciprocation. "you don’t seem like the type to just sit back and let things happen, so why not prove me wrong? maybe i'll surprise you."

you look at him, your lips curving into a small grin. a surge of excitement filled your entire being just thinking of what could happen next.

you take a small step closer, your body now brushing against his, and for a moment, niragi's confidence faltered. before he could say another word, you lean in, your lips lightly brushing his. niragi's eyebrows furrow slightly, surprised by the suddenness, but he quickly regains his composure. his hand reaches to grip the balcony railing, both to trap you in between his arms and to stabilize himself. he waits for you to pull back or give some signal.

but you don't. you couldn't ignore the pleasure that slowly creeped straight to your pussy when you thought of the impossible amount of things that he'd want to do in this moment.

so instead, you stick your tongue out to meet his in a deliberate motion. you study niragi's reaction carefully; the way his breath hitched when you slowly dragged your wet muscle against his, the way he reciprocated your action immediately like it was second nature, the way his eyes never closed shut; it was as if they couldn't. you half expected him to become a complete monster and take you right there, despite it being the first time officially meeting (which was half what you wanted). but he didn't.

it wasn't until you pressed into his lips in such a teasing manner that niragi lost his composure. the pressure in your kiss was subtle, but it was enough for him to let out a soft groan. niragi was usually the one in control. but this time, he was losing it.

he responded suddenly, his hand reaching up to gently squeeze your neck. he leaned in deeper to carelessly enjoy the wetness of your tongues battling together. you moaned into his mouth, a sound that shocked the both of you. you tried your best not to melt in his arms when his grip tightened on your neck. you were supposed to be the one testing him, not the other way around. but that was hard to remember when he was making you rub your thighs together, so close to making you cum despite him barely touching you.

in one fluid motion, your lips wrap around his lower lip — softly sucking at first, then biting, just enough to send a small spark of pain through him (that he enjoyed more than he should’ve). letting out a breathy moan, he pulls back, breath ragged and eyes filled with both shock and desperation for more.

"you think you can just get whatever you want by seducing me like that?" you look up at him, your voice low and needy. at this point, you couldn't even mask how bad you wanted him if you tried. plus, you weren't worried about trying anymore.

niragi's hand hovered near his lip, his fingers grazing the spot where you'd bitten him. his usual cocky smirk appeared on his face, chuckling at your attempt to take control of him. but he was still too dazed to pull away completely. "you're full of surprises, smart-ass," he says quietly, his voice barely above a whisper, not even trying to hide the growing bulge in his pants.

you took a step back, looking him up and down, biting your own lip as your eyes lingered on his obviously large appendage. you found yourself wanting to continue elsewhere, but you couldn't let him think he had the upper hand. "next time, don’t underestimate me," you say, your tone quiet but final. "and my name isn't 'smart-ass'. it's y/n."

niragi watches as you turn, heading back into the building. he stood there for a moment to watch your hips swing back and forth, not missing the way you turned back to motion for him to follow you. he hadn’t expected to be the one caught off guard tonight, but you… you had a way of making him go crazy in a way he absolutely loved. and now, all he could think about was how badly he wanted to relieve his aching cock by taking you into one of the rooms and pounding you so fucking hard.

"y/n..." he whispers to himself as he follows after you, "i love the taste of your tongue."

[httpsobi]

YOU...YOU CAN DO THAT? “a green lantern x team"

WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, they/them (gender neutral) reader addressed as green lantern (the creative streak continues), no beta we die like jason todd, canon-typical violence (not heavily detailed).

A/N + for @noom147 , thank you for your request! i lost the ask (AGAIN) because i can't post from where i am rn and tried to be smart about it (AGAINN) so yeah. i hope you enjoy it despite the fact that it was written at the ass crack of dawn and i was DEFINITELY not falling asleep ❤️. anyways enough yapping, ENJOYYYYY.

REQUEST + "TBA"

ROB & KF What's worse than one idiot walking into the headquarters of a cult that's known for offering human sacrifices to their weird leader?

Two idiots walking into the headquarters of a cult that's known for offering human sacrifices to their weird leader.

And for turning his/her/their back on the two idiots for just 10 seconds- Green Lantern might just be the biggest idiot of all.

He/she/they are sprinting down the dingy halls of the old temple, deaf to all other sounds other than the weird speech some old guy is giving (and their raging heartbeat).

The speech started off as nothing more than a faint murmur, like your next-door neighbour’s TV that you can just make out; but as he/she/they dash towards the room at the end of the hall (shoving their way through whatever random members straggle along the halls) it's getting louder and louder.

Behind the closed door, an undercover Robin and Kid Flash are trapped inside a glass box (that looks nothing short of a Jigsaw trap), staring at the old man who’s back is turned to them.

"But do not fret." The man sighs wistfully, turning on his heels to approach the glass box currently holding Robin and Kid Flash. He takes a second to take them in, before he’s turning to the console on his right and pressing a button.

With a soft click, water starts rushing up from the cracks of the floor under their feet.

"Your sacrifice will not be in vain."

Yet before Robin and Kid Flash can even start to panic, the doors are swinging open, and a (extremely dishevelled) undercover Green Lantern is marching towards the cultists with a glowing bat in their hands.

The cultist turns around, nearly jumping out of his skin at the teenager with the glowing bat being swung over his/her/their shoulder.

"How did you-!"

Thunk!

The pair blink at the heaving Green Lantern.

He/she/they are too busy staring down at the unconscious man to make sure he stays down, all while catching his/her/their breath. The energy used to construct the bat slowly starts to disintegrate in his/her/their hands.

KF whistles, and that seems to get him/her/them out of his/her/their trance and moving up to the console to press a couple buttons.

A couple clicks later, and the water starts draining itself, and the ceiling of the box lifts open, and that's all it takes for Green Lantern to hunch over the console to continue catching his/her/their breath.

"Now we know if we ever need a batter-" Robin starts.

"Shut the fuck up." He/she/they wheeze, glaring at the two boys who've finally made their way out the box.

"I... have never... in my life... ever ran that fast... all... because of you... idiots."

Kid Flash blinks at them. "...At least you have a great swing."

"Shut it."

AQ, MG & SUP "M'gann!"

Green Lantern can hear Superboy's voice echo across the warehouse, and the worry in his call is enough to send him/her/them flying towards them, noting the heat radiating from their side of the warehouse as he/she/they approach.

"Is she okay?" Green Lantern yells, dropping down from the air to meet them.

Miss Martian's out cold in Superboy's arms, sweat lining her brow and she's frowning even in her unconscious state. Aqualad's not doing much better either, sat against the wall and his breathing's laboured as he looks up at him/her/them with an unfocused look.

"Miss Martian and I are at our limits- the heat is far too much for us." He mutters as Green Lantern's pulling him to his feet.

"I can't blame you- why is it so hot here anyway?"

There's a sudden sound of metal, and the two standing members are whipping around to stare at a dishevelled, angry mobster who's staring them down with a wide grin.

In his hands, is possible the largest flamethrower he/she/they have ever seen.

"That'll do it."

He's got them cornered, and with one member down and their leader following suit, there's not much they can do.

"I got this." Superboy growls, about to set Miss Martian down before Green Lantern's taking a step away from the group and towards the mobster.

"Screw that- get behind me!"

Green Lantern is bracing him/her/themselves, his/her/their right fist extended and his/her/their left hand at their wrist to support his/her/their arm up as the crazed gangster cocks the oversized flamethrower onto his hip.

He/she/they can see the coil in the barrel of the flamethrower burn a bright orange just before-

...

There's a horrible smell of burnt metal and the sudden silence in the warehouse, and by the large cloud of blackened smoke, the man drops his weapon with a satisfied hum.

But just as he's about to turn around, the smoke clears, and his smile drops.

A green bubble surrounds the four teens, and he can just make out Green Lantern's smirk past the blinding glow of his/her/their ring.

ART

"Crap." Artemis mumbles to herself, looking over her shoulder to her suddenly empty quiver.

Damn-it, she could've sworn she still had at least 5 more left-

She yelps as a large crystal shard lands a hair past her ear, and she's frantically ducking down and crawling towards a nearby truck.

Reaching a hand to her in-ear, she's finds herself with no choice but to call for help.

"I need-!"

Artemis finds herself blinking at Green Lantern, who's staring back at her from where he/she/they are floating in the air.

"What are you doing here?" She asks.

"Was passing through the area when I heard reports of Icicle Jr attacking. Figured I'd check it out." Green Lantern shrugs. "Need help?"

"Something like that." She sighs. "I'm out of arrows."

Green Lantern tilts his/her/their head at her.

"You're out? Already?"

"Yeah." Artemis grumbles from where she's crouched, "I could've sworn I had more-"

"Don't worry, I got this." Green Lantern smiles brightly, offering her a thumbs up.

...

"Don't tell me you chickened out already!" Icicle Jr. laughs, making his way down the now empty street. "I was just starting to have fun."

"Hey you!"

Icicle Jr whips around, immediately throwing out a shard that Green Lantern blocks easily with an easy wall construct. As he/she/they drop the construct and lets the ice crash to the floor, the two stare each other down for a moment.

"Who the hell are you?" The criminal frowns, tilting his head at the flying teen. "Ain't never seen you 'round here before. Didn't realise even the Lanterns have a sidekick."

He/she/they smile at him, but it's not the cheery, light-hearted smile that Artemis got.

No, it's a smile that has her shivering slightly from where she's hiding- the customer service smile that a cashier gives when they're a second away from jumping across the counter and bash someone's head in.

Artemis is only proving right when his/her/their ring starts to glow, and she watches as what looks like a literal (not actually- it's still made from energy) bazooka assembles in his/her/their hands. Its weight is heavy, evident by the fact that they drop slightly in the air as they place it over their shoulder, and its clear even Icicle Jr. is unsettled.

"Because they don't have a sidekick." He/she/they explain with that creepy smile still painted on their face.

"I'm just the cool one."

all work n' writing is work of @httpsobi. i ask you please do not copy, rewrite, translate or post on other platforms without my consent.

[gingerteafairy]

Haii Hai!! :33 it's me againn I was wondering if you could pretty please do Todd Haynes with a Witchy/Pagan reader or a reader who's really into Greek mythology?? I love how you write Todd so much 😭

hey, welcome back :333 awww that's so sweet, i loved your idea. do i smell a mini series with this plot? probably... I think he would loooove this type of reader!

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑶𝒍𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔

tags n warnings: fluff, magic, light teasing, nerds in love I fear. word count: 1.7k

It was almost funny—the way that innocent boy stepped into the cabin like he was walking straight into a haunted fairy tale. You’d been watching him since he first wandered into the woods, clutching the straps of his backpack like they were some kind of protective talisman. He kept glancing over his shoulder every few steps, probably giving himself whiplash with how often he looked back.

You knew exactly why he was here: to catch a glimpse of the infamous wicked witch everyone in town whispered about.

You knew Todd. He was that classic nerdy type—awkward around girls, always tucked away in the library or behind a screen. But he was also smart, thoughtful, and sweet in a way that made it dangerously easy to fall for him. And falling too easily was something you always chalked up as a gift from Aphrodite herself. Your crushes never lasted long, but they always burned bright—and right now, Todd was the newest object of your affection.

As soon as you saw him heading toward the cabin, you dashed inside, settling yourself in front of the crystal ball like it was the most natural place for you to be. You waited, heart fluttering, for the sound of a knock. When the footsteps finally stopped, a timid knock followed—so soft, it sounded almost afraid to exist.

"Come in," you called out, barely managing to keep a giggle from slipping through your lips. The butterflies in your stomach were already fluttering like crazy.

No answer.

You frowned slightly but didn’t move, keeping your gaze trained on the door. Slowly, it creaked open, and there he was—standing in the doorway like a deer caught in headlights, trying desperately to look brave but failing to stop the nervous twitch in his shoulders.

“Yes?” you smiled.

“Um… excuse me… I—can I come in?” he asked, voice unsteady, shifting from one foot to the other like the floor was made of lava.

"Do you think you should come in?" you teased, your voice dripping with playful challenge.

It clearly didn’t land the way you'd hoped—his eyes went wide and he froze, visibly swallowing the lump in his throat.

“I… I… you… y-you said to come in. I think,” he stammered, blinking slow and unsure.

“Well then…” you murmured, tilting your head slightly as he glanced back one last time—just to make sure no monsters (or town gossips) were behind him—before finally stepping inside and gently pushing the door closed.

He stood there awkwardly, still near the threshold, his hands twitching at his sides, not sure what to do with himself—or his feet.

“Well, I… I heard that you… I wanted to ask you something…” he began, his hands flailing awkwardly in the air.

“Sitting costs the same as standing,” you chirped, watching how much effort it took for him just to exist in your presence. “Kidding. Take a seat and introduce yourself—name and date of birth.”

“Oh, right.” He let out a nervous chuckle and shuffled forward, lowering himself slowly onto the cushion across from your table like he was afraid it might bite him. “Todd Haynes. February nineteenth. So… I heard you’re a witch. And I wanted to make a request.”

“Pisces. Did you know Hecate was the goddess of magic?” you interrupted gently, letting your fingers trace the smooth surface of the crystal ball like it was something sacred.

“Would it be presumptuous if I said yes?” He gave you a sheepish look as your eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Sorry. Please don’t kill me.”

“Don’t worry. I just didn’t expect anyone else to actually know that.” You laughed softly, tilting your head as you studied him—especially now that his shoulders were starting to lose some of that defensive tension. “Then you probably also know that Circe and Medea were famous witches too.”

“Yeah, especially Circe.” He nodded and adjusted how he sat, pulling his legs into a more comfortable position. “I had to read The Odyssey back in middle school… ended up kinda liking all those myth books.”

“Well now, they’re not just stories,” you said with a proud smile, your gaze locked onto his. He tried to meet it—really tried—but you could see the flicker of panic in his eyes as he quickly glanced away.

“Of course not. They’re absolutely real. The truest truths out there,” he blurted, a little too fast, like a rabbit trying to convince the wolf he wasn’t worth the chase.

“You don’t have to believe in any of it, Todd,” you said, leaning back against the wall, your tone light but watchful. “Still… there’s something kind of magical about Greek mythology, isn’t there? They were just people. Messy, flawed people. They got jealous, vengeful, obsessed… Narcissus fell in love with himself. Which is hilarious, honestly. You probably know people like that.”

“Oh yeah. For sure. That’s basically the entire internet,” he replied, finally daring to rest one arm on the table—still careful not to get too close to the crystal ball.

That made you smile. He was loosening up. Bit by bit.

“It’s those little things that make these stories so special,” you softened, a genuine warmth behind your voice. “I’m really glad to talk to someone who shares the same passion.”

“Greek mythology had a huge influence on Western culture…” he continued, his tone drifting slightly like his thoughts were pulling him somewhere else.

There was something different in his posture now—lighter, as if the room itself was gently guiding him closer to you.

“There are games, movies, comics… all built around the Greek hero’s journey. Like losing your parents, being illegitimate, or having some overwhelming power you don’t understand��� A lot of it all started with the Iliad.”

He paused for a breath, deep and steady.

“So… I guess I owe them a lot with Batman, Superman, Spiderman and all the stuff.”

“Then… what’s your request?” you asked, your eyes never leaving him, voice smooth as a warm breeze crossing a moonlit field.

Todd hesitated. His fingers began to tap nervously along the edge of the table. The silence between you both thickened, like even the cabin itself had paused to listen, holding its breath.

“Well…” He cleared his throat, glancing at the floor before back at you. “Don’t laugh.”

“That depends. Is it funny?”

“I’m not sure yet. Maybe later,” he muttered, then took another breath, as if bracing himself. “I want… a spell.”

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “A spell for what, exactly?”

“For courage,” he answered, eyes closing briefly. “Like… something to help me confess to someone. Without sounding like a complete idiot or a jerk… I don't know. I have liked this girl for a long time since highschool and now she's in college. I miss her a lot and wanted to tell before I don't know, my friends kill me with more jokes.”

You smiled—that kind of smile that was part witch, part goddess, and part girl with a heart melting like candlewax. The air around you both seemed to lean in, holding onto every syllable.

“How adorable,” you beamed, eyes shining with quiet amusement. “I’m almost jealous of this girl.”

“What?” His eyes widened in panic. “No, no! It’s for you!”

A crack of thunder rolled through the air outside—deep and sudden, despite the clear sky just moments before.

Todd’s face went pale. “Was that… you?”

You tilted your head, pretending to ponder, as if your heart wasn't almost burning with happiness. “Might’ve been Zeus having fun at my expense. He’s awful when it comes to unrequited love.”

Todd blinked. “Unrequited?”

“That depends…” you murmured, leaning slowly over the table, your voice softening into something secretive—like you were letting the universe in on a private whisper. “If you ask me properly, maybe I’ll agree to cast the spell.”

He swallowed hard. “H-how do you ask properly?”

You let the silence hang for just a moment, then stood with graceful purpose. The hem of your dress rippled around your legs, weightless, as if the air itself parted for you. You crossed the room toward a small shelf and retrieved a delicate glass vial filled with golden liquid, along with a handful of dried petals that shimmered and shifted color in the candlelight.

“You need to place your intention here,” you guided, handing him a small blank scroll and a quill. “Write the person’s name—and what you wish to say to them.”

He hesitated, glancing from the scroll to you. “Even if that person’s in the room?”

“Especially if they are,” you whispered, your smile curling with a quiet mischief.

Todd’s hands trembled slightly as he took the quill. After a few moments of anxious stillness, he began to write. When he finished, he folded the paper with care and placed it gently in the center of the table.

With a flick of your wrist, the candles around the room extinguished one by one, plunging the space into shadows. Only the crystal ball remained lit, glowing in deep violet hues that pulsed like a heartbeat.

You scattered the petals over the folded scroll, let a few drops of the golden liquid fall, and began to speak—low and lyrical—words in ancient Greek spilling from your lips like a forgotten hymn.

The smoke that rose was warm and sweet, glittering softly as it spiraled upward, twisting and twirling like it danced to a melody only the stars could hear.

“It is done,” you announced, rich with power. But then you smiled, the moment cracking open with a playful gleam. “You’re officially enchanted.”

“Enchanted as in… like, magic?”

“Enchanted as in… by me.”

Todd blushed so hard he looked like he might burst into flames. “Yeah, I think… I think the spell’s already working.”

“You didn’t need a spell, Todd,” You stepped closer, and the smoke curled around you both, drawing in as if to wrap you together in something unseen but undeniable. “You just needed to show up.”

“Well… then can I come back tomorrow?” he asked, his crooked, hopeful smile lighting up his whole face.

“Of course,” you replied, your fingers brushing lightly against the sleeve of his shirt. “But be careful. Witches have a terrible habit of stealing hearts without asking first.”

He swallowed again.

“Too late for that, I think.”

“Good,” you whispered. “I promise I’ll take good care of it.”

And in the quiet that followed, filled only by the shimmer of fading magic and the sound of two hearts beating a little faster, something between you both shifted—like a wish being granted before it was even spoken.

[ppawmpkin]

Sub & Brat Riri Williams Headcannons

Riri Williams x Black Fem Reader

Warning: Smut!!

A/N: Heller, Heller, Heller!! I’m finally back writing again!! I’m so happy to be writing on here againn. This is something small and smutty for my wifey Riri. Hope whomever reads this enjoys it as much as I did while writing it cause chileee, im not gon say too much 😭

sub!riri! who calls your phone in the darkest hours of night, letting the phone sit right beside her on that plush bedding while soft, raspy moans escape her mouth as she ravages herself with the thought of you on her brain. making sure you never miss a moment, she cries your name as if it were your fingers, deep in her plush velvet walls, bringing her to the peak of her bliss.

sub!riri! who stares at you with such intention when you give her your permission to finally touch you. she basks in your beauty, all of it. from every look to every movement, she never fails to observe every single detail about you. it’s those pretty sounds in that pretty voice that ignite a fire in her, how you make her feel like the only woman in the world when her head is shoved between those plush thighs.

sub!riri! who loves when you punish her, looking at those tattoos littered across your stomach, including the one of her name right under the swell of your breast as she rides you to her fourth release, her knees weak, holding herself up just barely with the small amount of perseverance she had left.

sub!riri! who stops her movements for just a second before she feels your hands on her lower back, guiding her down on your pink strap once again. “did i tell you to stop, love?” you say, rubbing her swollen clit in small circles, staring right into those brown irises. “i cant, i cant.” she breathes, but continues to sloppily ride you, letting her body collapse on top of yours while you pamper small kisses on her neck.

brat!riri! who loves just a little bit of smarting off at the mouth when you tease her. “hm, you talk big game for someone who can’t even take silicone.” you say, tracing your finger down her abdomen. she didn’t know what was filthier, how you talked to her or the way she liked it, a sultry heat in between her thighs. “wanna test that theory, ma?” she said, tilting her head slightly, eyes looking you up and down, posing an obvious challenge, one that she knew you were more than willing to take.

brat!riri! who exposes herself in front of you while your attempt to focus on your work, knowing that you’ll take one look at her vulgar display and take her bait soon enough. “riri, imma need you off my desk baby.” you sigh, practically pleading the woman to remove herself so that you could continue with your work. she shook her head, spreading her legs right in front of your face, so much that you could see just how much she needed you. “please, i miss you so, so much.” she whispered, hands playing in your coils, guiding you even closer to where she wanted you.

brat!riri!! who got exactly what she bargained for when she finds herself shaking mercilessly, nails ingrained the material of your desk while your fingers pump in and out of her with ease. “right there, baby, fuck.” she moans, feeling that familiar sensation building in her stomach, her cunt tightening around your fingers.

brat!riri!! who whines when you remove your fingers right before her orgasm, a cute pout on her lips. “my poor baby.” you smile, voice laced with fake sympathy and a hint of condescension. you taste her sweetness on your fingers, humming softly as you savored her.

“now if you want to cum, you’ll work for it, won’t you?”

another authors note- i loved doing these so much, i might do some more for her and some more characters. i hope that whoever read this enjoyed them. 💕💕💕