#i don't like sunny days normally but something about the sunny days in fall just...feel right

[fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-liar]

Anne Shirley was right I am glad to live in a world with Octobers

[sincerelybubbles]

pairing: spencer reid x reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: angst, resolved angst though!! i keep promises!! also, shower scene but sfw !! i am just a slut for an innocent shower scene

part 1

Spencer doesn't come back that night and you sleep alone in the bed. It's too big, too empty, too quiet.

Your morning feels liquid without him. He usually makes the coffee, you figure out lunches. Brushing past each other, gentle hands, gentler smiles.

Everything feels hollow -- off-kilter. You're late to work for the first time in years, running behind with raw eyes and no reminders of the time shouted across the room.

Of course, you're used to the mornings that he's away. When he's in a different state you do this alone all of the time, but it's punctuated with texts and calls and promises that this isn't your new normal.

But now, the possibility hangs low over your head, a storm cloud dripping steadily over you as you work.

Annoyingly, the weather doesn't reflect your mood: it's sunny, there's a breeze, leaves cover the ground. It's the sort of weather you would convince Spencer to take a walk in. It's the sort of weather that, eons ago, he would have noticed and brought you out to walk in without you asking first.

It's not easy to notice when the shift happened. One moment he was exactly who you fell in love with: passionate about his job, sure, but equally excited about you. But, slowly, he changed. Like ice melting in water left outside, the parts of him that made every moment apart worth it slid down the glass and evaporated. The Spencer left is vacant, reading files at home even when you know he doesn't need to. He hasn't planned a date in months, hasn't texted you because he read something new that he wanted to share, hasn't seemed to see you for longer than a few seconds in weeks.

You tried to bring it up to him but the conversation was put aside because of a work call. He had to go but he pressed a kiss into your hair, hugged you tight, and promised you would work on it. Together.

That was over a month ago and he's made no effort. If anything, things have gotten worse. You can't remember the last conversation you had with him that had any true substance.

"Alright, go home." Your boss' voice cuts through your thoughts, startling you into the now.

"Sorry?"

"Go home, get some sleep, you look like shit," he says, shaking his head at you. "Don't argue, you're only missing a few hours, we'll survive without you."

Thanking him, you gather your things and begin the walk back to your car, scattering the fallen leaves with your feet.

You try to think of anything else as you get in the car, turning on music. It's hard, but you do it. You think about what to cook for dinner, what chores need to get done, mundane things that usually plague you.

You don't think about if you still have a relationship. You refuse the thought every time it creeps into your mind, shaking your head as if to physically remove the thought.

Spencer's car is in the driveway when you pull in. You put the car in park and stare at it, letting your head slowly fall forward and cheek rest on the steering wheel. He was so rarely home in the middle of the day on weekdays. You're not sure if you're ready to face him but know you have no choice.

With a sigh, you get out of the car and make your way into the house.

You can hear him moving around in the kitchen when you push the door open. Quietly, you slip out of your shoes and set your things on the table. Without saying anything, you go to your bedroom and start the shower.

You're tired of always initiating the conversations. You're tired of seeking his attention, practically begging for it, only to be shut down. Let him come to you if he's really sorry -- if he even is sorry.

You've been in the shower less than a minute when you hear your name being called. The bathroom door opens and you can just make out Spencer's head poking inside the room through the shower curtain.

"Hello?" He asks, stepping inside.

"Hi."

"I didn't hear you come in." You don't answer him, wetting your hair instead. "Can I sit?" He asks after a moment, his voice hesitant.

"Sure, if you want."

You watch as his shadow crosses the bathroom and he sits on the toilet, slouched, forearms resting on his knees.

"I was an idiot last night," he starts. You stay quiet, silently agreeing as you begin to shampoo your hair. "I can't honestly say anyone or anything is more important than my job. And I know you understand that, you've always understood that. I mean, I'm saving lives. Protecting people. What I do, it's important."

"I know," you say, softly.

"I know you know," Spencer says, just as softly, voice hurt. "But that doesn't mean you're not important or that I can treat you as less of a priority. Because you are, you know. A priority. Pretty much my main one."

You hang your head under the warm water, watching it drip through your hair and take the suds away with it. The soap runs down your arms, down your legs, and swirls around the drain. Steam lifts over the curtain, filling the air and making your eyes hazy.

There isn't much to say other than, "I haven't really felt like one."

"And I was an asshole when you tried to tell me, I know." Spencer rubs his hands across his face, voice agitated.

"What happened?" You ask, eyes still trained on the drain.

"Nothing, really. I think I just let myself get too sucked in. I mean, you've always been so consistent in my life, even before we got together, that I just sort of always expect you'll be there for me."

"I will," you admit, leaning against the wall of the shower so you can watch his shadow move as he speaks. It's true, you'll always be there for Spencer.

Spencer shakes his head, leaning forward and resting it in his hands. "You shouldn't have to if I can't prove the same is true in reverse. I should be just as consistent. I used to be just as consistent. I prided myself on how well I managed our relationship and our job. I got too comfortable, too cocky, too sure that I couldn't fuck this up that I ended up doing just that."

"I don't think you've fucked this up." Spencer laughs, low and harsh, lifting his head to look at the ceiling. "No, really. I think you just fucked up but it's nothing that can't be fixed."

"You deserve better."

"You are better, Spencer. I know you are. You're just going through something. I don't know what, I don't even think you know what, but if you let me in, we can work through it together. Just, you can't push me away."

"I don't even want to push you away, that's the thing. I can tell when I'm doing it but I can't figure out how to stop."

"Well, this is the best way to start. By telling me. I trust you. I trust us. Do you?"

"I trust you," Spencer says, voice breaking. "And, yeah, I trust us."

"Then that's all we need, no?"

He joins you in the shower a few minutes later. All innocence, helping you wash your hair and letting you wash his. The water is warm, you're in each other's spaces, not talking but just together.

It's the mundane task that truly starts to make you feel better. He's gentle as he works conditioner in your hair, eyes shut in peace when he bends down for you to run your fingers through his.

He jumps out before you to grab your towel, opening it and wrapping you up before hugging you. Warm, steady, he rubs small circles on the nape of your neck, under your dripping hair, where he holds you close.

"I was going to make dinner, I was making a list when you walked in," he says when the two of you make your way back into the kitchen. "I wasn't expecting you to be home yet."

"I was sent home early because I looked tired. Well, he actually said 'like shit' but I know what he meant." You send him a sarcastic smile as you sit down at the kitchen table, leaning forward to look at his grocery list, puzzling out what he wants to cook. "What about you? Why are you home so early?"

Hands shoved in the pockets of his sweats, Spencer shrugs. "Today is pretty much just a paperwork day. I got what I needed to get done out of the way and went home. The team was confused but they'll be fine."

"You left early?" You ask, raising an eyebrow and your gaze to watch him.

"Like I said, you're a priority, too. You deserve to be treated like one. I can't leave early most days, but the ones I can ... you deserve that, at the very least."

You stand, shuffling over in your socks, to hug him around the waist. His hands come to wrap around your shoulders without hesitation, smoothing over your hair.

You stand like that for a minute, his grasp firm, your nose pressed into his neck.

"We're going to be okay," you whisper, just as much for him as yourself.

"Of course," he replies.

here u guys go, luv u <3

i have something else (much much better writing quality wise imo) in the drafts so keep an eye out!! this is just a silly little thing but i still enjoyed seeing ur guys' reactions to it !!

[illyrian-lady-of-the-night]

Monster Trio Preferences- Where they like to kiss you

I got carried away with Zoro's sorry i'm not sorry. Not edited

MONKEY D. LUFFY

Luffy loves to kiss your nose. His favorite thing to do is catch you by suprise because it makes you laugh everytime.

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You sit at the table waiting for lunch talking to Sanji. The door slams open hitting the wall and your captain walks in.

"God dammit Luffy your going to put a hole in my wall," Sanji said clearly irritated. "And I told you I'd come get you when lunch was ready," Luffy ignored him and kept his eyes on you. Before you could ask him what he wanted Luffy sprints full speed up to you, grabbing your face he turns your head and places a gental kiss on your nose. You giggle giving him a playful shove, "Geez Cap I thought something was wrong,"

Luffy wraps his arms around your shoulders and looks at Sanji. "I'm not here for food i'm here for (Y/N)"

He picks you up and brings you to the figure head where you both sit and Luffy talks about his day. You chime in now and then but when Luffy is on a roll, to catch him off guard you kiss him on the nose. He stops mid sentence surprised at your action.

“Hey that’s my job he says’” kissing you back. This goes on for a while you two going back and forth kissing each others noses.

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“How long do you think they will do that for” Nami asks Usopp who is standing next her.

“Probably until one headbutts the other on accident,”

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RORONOA ZORO

Zoro's favorite place to kiss you is the top of your head. He loves how small you are compared to him and he likes to smell your hair, but he'd rather land on his own sword then tell you that.

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Living on the 1000 Sunny was always fun, the boys were loud and something was always happening. Today however your anxiety was through the roof and you just wanted piece and quiet and to be alone. You tried to hide in the girls dorm but Nami was practicing with her Clima-tact. You went to the baths to try and relax, but Brooke was in there practicing his singing because 'it has the best accoustics on board.' All you wanted was Zoro but he was training in the crows nest and just looking up at made your stomach turn with anxiety.

Sighing you go to Chopper, knocking before you enter his office. "Come in," Opening the door you feel your shoulders relax seeing that he was the only one there. Chopper smile fell as he saw you, knowing something was wrong as you didn't great him as your normal cheery self.

"Hey Chopper," you say laying down on the bed "Do you have anything for anxiety?"

Chopper's face lightens when he understands what going on. He smiles softly going over to his cabniet. He pulls out different herbs and starts to use his mortar and pestle.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks quietly making sure not to be too loud. You look at your hands in your lap holding them together so they don't shake. There's nothing to talk about, you've been anxious all your life living fine with it. However today was the worst you've felt in months.

"I just woke up with this weight on my chest and a pit in my stomach and nothing has help," you say tearing up. "And all I want is my Roro but I look at the crows nest and want to throw up,"

You let the tears fall not worrying about Chopper seeing you he's seen you worse. He walks over to you handing a steaming cup of tea.

"Lavender, Chamomile, and Valerian for your anxiety it also might make you sleepy, do you want me to go get Zoro for you?" Chopper asked, there was a reason why everyone loved the doctor he would do anything to make you feel better physically and mentally.

You nod staring into your tea. "Thank you Chopper,"

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Zoro walked into the office his presence taking up room. When you see him you immediatly bawl from all of the emotions in your system. He rushes over to you not noticing Chopper shut the door to give you guys privacy.

"Hey, hey doll what's going on," Zoro says softly wrapping his sweaty body around you kissing the crown of your head. You tell him about how you felt waking up and your search for your own space all day. How when ever you looked at the crows nest you were nauseas.

"And all I wanted was you, but it's ok I have you now," you say sniffly. Zoro kisses your head agin resting his lips there for a moment. He stands up taking you with him.

"What are you doing?" you ask him as you plant your feet on the floor your face in his chest.

"Chopper said that you need deep presure for anxiety," Zoro said in a matter of fact tone wrapping his arms around you holding you tight. "And I can kiss the top of your head this way," he says breathing in your shampoo.

VINSMOKE SANJI

Sanji's favorite place to kiss you is your pussy neck. He loves when you try and squirm saying his name in a giggle.

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Sanji had been making dinner for hours and for a good reason it was your birthday and you only deserved the best. When he asked you what you wanted to eat for dinner your request was anything but simple sea king sushi.

Luffy and Usopp have been fishing all day waiting for one that was Sanji aprove. Once they had caught one that had a good meat to fat ratio Zoro cut it into managable pieces. Now Sanji was locked by himself in the kitchen with a 'Screw Off' sign on the door.

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You were anything but lonely partying with the crew but you still missed Sanji, maybe you should have chosen something diffent. You should've known Sanji would put 110% into anything he does for you.

You lean back in your chair by the fire Usopp had started, the sun was setting on the horizon it was beautiful. Letting out a content sigh you take a drink your sake.

Suddenly you feel the tickle of Sanji's stubble on your neck before he kisses you. Scrunching up your shoulder you let out a giggle.

"Sanji your back," A smile spreads across your face.

“(Y/N)-swan I will always come back you don’t have to worry,” he said kissed you ok the other side of your neck.

Sanji stood up clearing his throat. “Now who’s hungry,”

Before he could finish what he was saying Luffy’s arms were on the inside of the door frame ready to launch himself into the kitchen, Zoro, Sanji, and Frankie had to hold him back so you could sit down first.

[letsmyy]

i have a request!!! you should write a daughter of apollo x leo valdez fic but based on espresso by sabrina carpenter (idk i feel like that song gives children of apollo vibes!) it'd be leo obsessed with the apollo girl (like him being absolutely obsessed with her, having the biggest crush on her possible, he constantly thinks about her, him being an absolute loser bf) and finally getting the courage to ask her out on a date or something like that.

“she’s like a shot of espresso…”

leo valdez x duaghter of apollo!reader

warnings: use of yn! english isn’t my first language so it might be some errors!!

thank you so much for your request, it made me so happy!! idk if what i wrote it’s exactly what you want but i hope you like it 🤕 this is my first timing writing a real fic and I think it really shows lol, but i promise I’ll try to improve in the next one, I’m so sorry if it’s that bad, and this is really short too? omg im really bad at this lol, but anyways, ly anon tell me your opinions (honestly) abt this later, kisses to uuu!! 🫶💗 (btw anon, please request other things I feel like I didn’t did you justice with this one)

words: 850

“is it that sweet? I guess so…..”

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Leo was sure he was going crazy.

He always had a pretty big amount of silly crushes on girls, but with you? It was getting way too serious. Of course, you're beautiful, incredibly kind, and too generous for your own good, and you treated him well, but that isn't enough reason to make him lose sleep; at least that's what he thought.

And he was extremely wrong. Being in your presence was the equivalent of being bathed in the sunlight, and gods, he felt like a prisoner who hadn't seen the sun in years.

He's completely obsessed with you; he just needs the courage to verbalize that, but being honest, Leo felt like a coward at the moment.

While being lost in his thoughts (the thoughts being the pretty daughter of Apollo that never leaves his mind), the boy finally falls asleep.

Leo doesn't mind waking up if that means spending the day with the people he loves, so after getting ready for the day, he searches for you.

And he found you, talking with a much younger camper, helping him. You're smiling like it's the best day of your life, and Leo could swear that you're almost glowing.

The boy makes its way to you the same moment you finish talking to the kid, now having your full attention on Hephaestus' son.

"Leo! Good morning!" Your voice to him had the same effect as listening to his favorite music, it made him happy in ways he couldn't explain, even if his life depended on it. 

"Yn! Good morning!" He mimics you, not in a bad way, just a teasing one. You roll your eyes in fake annoyance.

"Sooo, did you sleep well, Valdez?" You ask, seeming really interested in the answer, but he knows that you're like that for everything, being extremely kind.

"Not really, would be better if I dreamed about you," you laugh amusingly.

"You say that every day, y'know?"

"I know, I say because it's true. " You can't help but blush a little. You're used to Leo flirting with you, but it never gets past that, so you just learned to joke back.

"Hilarious, Valdez... fortunately, I slept very well today, and I'm more excited than normal! I think it's because it's so sunny today, that's awesome, was thinking about going to the lake later. I can't waste such a pretty day like this one painting inside my cabin..."

"Unfortunately, I'll be in the bunker today, I have lots of things to do."

"What? No! You're coming with me, you can't waste this wonderful day either!" You grab his hands, walking toward the lake.

Leo could swear he would pass out at that moment. He couldn't even think about denying your offer, he would prefer dying to doing that.

After a few seconds, you guys get to the lake.

"Look how pretty it is! You have to go swimming with me, it’s a need.”

"Look, sunshine, water and fire don't get along so well, so I might skip that one" he says, apologetic. You frown, thinking.

"We don't need to go swimming, we can just talk, i really don't care." You smile lovingly at him.

"I don't want to ruin your day! There are many people that can go with you, you'll find someone better to do that." He's so oblivious that it's getting concerning.

"I want to spend time with you, Valdez. I don't mind if it's swimming or just talking, I want to, you know..be with you."

"Oh." He's acting like a loser, he can't think straight anymore and is blushing like crazy, but who cares?

"Oh?" You tease him, smiling.

"Yeah, we can. Just talk, I'm happy with that. " His smile was so genuine that made your heart melt.

That's when you realize you're still holding his hand, and you don't want to change that. You can feel he notices too.

Something just snapped in his head, now it’s the time, now or never, right?

"Yn? Can I tell you something?" He says it in a quiet tone, and you just nod.

"When I'm around you, it's like constantly drinking a shot of espresso, it's like being bathed in sunlight, you're incredibly energetic and enthusiastic, and i just can't get enough of you, you're my sunrise and daylight....all I'm saying is, gods, I very much love you more than just friends" You're surprised, really surprised, so surprised that you can't even speak for a moment, which just makes Leo even more nervous.

"Please say something...like, anything, a no it's better than silence because it’s less-“ Before he yaps again, you interrupt him:

"I like you too." The boy almost squeals of pure excitement.

"Seriously? Oh gods, oh gods. What?" He's so happy, it's so sincere, so soft, it's amazing, you can feel your heart beating so fast, and you don't even care; seeing him like this because of you is the best feeling you ever felt.

Then you see that one look, meant just for you, it's like time has frozen, and you're both thinking the same thing. Then, like all the stars aligned, you kissed him

[grandlinedreams]

Hiiii!!!

I love your writings and I had this idea and I hope you can bring it to life <3

Maybe Law x Reader or a Zoro x Reader in a sleeping beauty situation???

Like reader got hit with a devil fruit that makes them fall asleep and they can only be awaken by true loves kiss??

Thank you<333333333

OOOHHH yes but also I picked Zoro for a change of pace and because I love him too so I hope I can do this justice for you in this way!!

Zoro doesn't believe much in fairytales. He knows full well that the world doesn't work like that ㅡ that it deals in things far harsher than lost slippers and mermaids that turn back into seafoam.

But looking at you laying so still, he can't help but think about one that Chopper likes so much, one he's heard Robin reading to the little doctor in the evening. One of a princess, an evil witch, and a spindle that put her to sleep for years.

But there is no dragon to slay, no castle tower to climb ㅡ just the creak of the Sunny as it bobs against ocean waves, and the soft sound of your breathing. But you are asleep ㅡ that much is true. And because it's a devil fruit effect, there's little they can do besides wait for you to wake up.

"You can try talking to them," Chopper advises, "it might help."

But what can he say? What should he say? He's never been good with words, finds it too hard to get his point across ㅡ his swords make his intentions clear so much faster.

But he wants to try, because he misses you. He won't admit it to anyone else, but it feels a little less bright without you ㅡ his napping spots colder and less comfortable, training lonelier without you curled up nearby to watch him.

"Feels weird without you," he manages at last, reaching to take one of your hands into his. He thumbs at your knuckles, tries not to focus on how limp and cold your hand is. "The others miss you." Pause. "I miss you."

You don't answer, of course, and he doesn't expect you to. He doesn't believe much in magic, either. He sinks into silence, gaze slipping to the stack of books nearby ㅡ left by Robin or perhaps Nami, reading to you earlier this afternoon.

Zoro doesn't believe much in fairytales, but there's not much to lose, is there? At worst, it doesn't work and he can laugh at himself for entertaining something like this.

He leans over you, studying your features, how calm you are in sleep ㅡ and leans in. It's hardly a kiss as far as kisses go, the dry brush of his lips on yours ㅡ but when he leans back, your eyelids flutter.

It's a barely there movement at first, then stronger ㅡ and then your eyes are opening, and you're looking at him. "Zoro?"

He stares. You're awake for the first time in days, and the first thing out of your mouth is his name. (Take that, stupid cook.)

"You're awake," he says, watches your brow knit in confusion at why he sounds so relieved ㅡ and then you yelp when he all but yanks you upright and into his arms.

"Zoro, whatㅡ" He doesn't squeeze you tight enough that it hurts, but it's with enough pressure that suggests that you haven't just been the normal kind of asleep. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He holds you to him, relief in the steady thump of your heartbeat, the tentative wrap of your arms around him in return. His voice is soft, vulnerable in a way he so rarely lets himself be. "Just glad you're awake, that's all."

[venturelovebot]

Premise: Fairy reader and beekeeper Venture headcanons for @f3r4lfr0gg3r since you enjoy my AU as much as I do! I hope you like them!

Warnings: None! Just tooth rotting fluff!

(YouTube link for the song instead!)

🌱 They still remember the day they took you in like it all happened yesterday.

🌿 It was a warm and sunny day, fluffy cotton clouds dappling the azure sky.

🍀 They had just finished the days work tending to their bees when they start the process of filtering and storing their collected honey.

🐝 They had so much of it at this point that they really weren't sure what to do with it.

👒 Selling it at the farmers market was certainly a choice, but they didn't know how well it do or if their product was even worth selling.

🍯 They didn't even have a label. Or a farm name. Or anything, really.

🧺 All they had was a shed full of honey and beeswax that no one really wanted. Except themself, of course.

🍄‍🟫 Well... and, as it would seem... one other person.

🌾 They still remember finding their shed door slightly ajar, wondering if they had just forgotten to lock it or the wind somehow opened it on its own.

☀️ That's when they saw you.

🌷 At first, they were horrified. What kind of person breaks into another persons shed to drink that much honey? We're talking about several shelves full lining the walls from top to bottom.

🪻Are you going to be okay? Should they call an ambulance? Should they yell at you and tell you to get out of here?

🌻 You looked back at them with the most gentle eyes they've ever seen. That's when they notice the wings protruding from your back.

🍊 Come to think of it, you're not dressed like a normal human being either. It was like something out of a fantasy movie or maybe a subculture magazine.

🍓 "Oh? My? God?" Are the first words that leave their lips.

🌱 Your wings flap. They start to panic. Surely this has to be some sort of practical joke, right? Are they being filmed?

🌿 Nope. Just an extremely guilty fairy trapped inside a shed filled with sweet, goopy goodness and not a single person in sight to supervise them.

🍀 So they did what any rational human being would do– take you home.

🐝 It's near impossible to communicate at first. You don't seem to speak any known human languages, opting to speak... or more like, produce...? Naturalistic sounds, glimmers, soft chimes and gentle ringing noises instead.

👒 It seems like you understood them for the most part. You just... couldn't speak to them very well.

🍯 So they take it slow and easy over the next few days. They feed you nothing but milk and honey until they can find something better for you.

🧺 They can still remember asking you that question. "Can you tell me what your name is?"

🍄‍🟫 "⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹❀⋆���⋆༶⋆˙⊹"

🌾 "Uhhh... can you repeat that?"

☀️ "‎⋆˙⊹ع˖⁺ ☁⋆ ୭ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹༺⋆｡"

🌷 "Okay. Well, maybe some more honey could work." They think aloud to themself, putting a hand under their chin as they ponder about what to do.

🪻Then they hear it.

🌻 "Honey...?"

🍊 They nearly fall backwards. Did you sincerely just say your first word? Is this how parents feel? Except you're not a child– you're far more intelligent than that.

🍓 "Honey...!" You say again.

🌱 "Yes! Honey! You like that a lot!"

🌿 You smile from seeing them smile. Then you point at them. "Honey...!"

🍀 They're confused. "What? No. I'm not honey."

🐝 "Honey!"

👒 "No– no, no! My name is Sloan. Sloan Cameron."

🍯 "Sloan... honey...!"

🧺 They put two and two together. You were telling them that you liked them. A lot.

🍄‍🟫 Never in their entire life had they felt so special than in that moment.

🌾 A couple days later they take you to see the bees. Instantly they begin to swarm around you, settling in your hair, atop your head and fingertips.

☀️ They were so calm and gentle around you. It made harvesting a breeze.

🌷 A couple days later they also got to meet Lifeweaver– king of the fae– when he was worried about your whereabouts because it's not like fae to go missing.

🪻 The two of you converse in your strange little fairy language. You tell him you're happy, you love your new home and you're well taken care of.

🌻 You even make Sloan breakfast now– although Lifeweaver had to tell you that adding every type of candy you had available on top of pancakes drizzled with a full jar of honey isn't exactly good for humans.

🍊 Unlike fae, humans can build up sugar intolerances and too much can make them sick. So he teaches you simpler dressings and toppings that are equally as yummy as they are sweet.

🍓 And good god, they feel so spoiled.

🌱 A lot of your dates consists of picnics, walking through the city botanical gardens for hours on end, singing to them in your home language and watching TV together.

🌿 Of course, that's not to say you two didn't do other things. It's just the simplest things that you could both do right now.

🍀 Eventually they will teach you how to cook. They'll introduce you to more and more food over time. They want to be extra gentle in expanding your palette and make sure you don't experience the human world so fast that you get overwhelmed.

🐝 They learned that bread and butter was the next biggest hit to milk and honey. They learned that any type of meat made you sick, and to avoid it all costs. They also learned that a lot of vegetarian and vegan options tasted a lot better than they looked.

👒 They introduce you to pizza– you can't get enough of it. Garlic bread was next. Instant favorite. Giant pretzels and cheese. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Ice cream. Various types of fruit smoothies and similar concoctions.

🍯 You loved every single one of them it seems. Unless– it was served by somebody else.

🧺 They learned that you refused to touch food unless they give it to you directly. That's how your fifth date ended in near disaster– but it's okay, garlic bread with extra butter swooped in and saved the day.

🍄‍🟫 "You know, [Y/N]. I'm glad you're still with me." They reach over for your hand and take it in theirs– you were told that hand holding was something only people very close to each other did, so you were honored.

🌾 In this case, [Y/N] was the name they chose for you because they can't pronounce your fairy name.

☀️ They look over at you. Their face is bright red– you were worried. You were taught that redness meant illness. Are they sick?

🌷 "No! I'm not sick. Don't worry about that." They reassure you. "I just–" They choke on what they want to say next. It won't leave their throat.

🪻 But they look at you. They have to tell you, or it's going to eat them alive inside.

🌻 "[Y/N]... I like you a lot. You know that?" Their face is radiating a thousand degrees of heat.

🍊 Your wings flap happily behind you. "I like you, too!" You smile.

🍓 "No! That's not what I meant. I mean– I like you more than you like honey. Or bread. Or pizza." They pause for a moment. "I love you."

🌱 The words tumble around inside your brain for a minute. Then, you understand completely.

🌿 "I love Sloan, too!" You smile.

🍀 Tears start falling. They cover their mouth with their free hand, finally deciding to go in for a hug all together.

🐝 "What is this called?" You ask.

👒 "It's a hug– you give it to the people you love and care for." They explain, holding you close by the waist to avoid bothering your wings.

🍯 "Me, too!" You excitedly wrap your arms around them to hug them back. They felt like they could hold you forever.

🧺 "Longer hugs are called cuddles. Would you like to do that?" They ask you.

🍄‍🟫 You furiously nod. Of course! Long hugs sounded so great!

🌾 The two of you cuddle to sleep every night, and in the morning you're still holding tightly on to them and refuse to let go.

☀️ Except, of course, when Sloan begged you to let them get up and use the bathroom. You knew what that meant. It's the only time they left your sight– but every single time you'd see their smiling face again and it cheered you right up.

🌷 Meanwhile, Lifeweaver approves of the whole thing. He has weekly visits where he comes and explains things a bit more thoroughly than Sloan can. You're learning and adapting so well, and they really couldn't be more proud of you.

🪻 "Niran told me that I should try something called a 'kiss'!" You mention. Before they even had time to react, you lean in and place a soft kiss to their lips and pull away just in time for them to turn the brightest shade of carmine.

🌻 "AAAAAAAAAAAAA—" They're frozen.

🍊 "Oh, dear... perhaps a little too soon for that, then?" He chuckles.

🍓 "Hm. Maybe garlic bread will help?" You point out.

🌱 It's all useless. You've broken them– you'll just have to wait this one out this time.

[superbattrash]

Do you have any Superbat fic recs? Just kind of stumbled on the ship and am already excited by the notion.

Hiiiii sweetheart! Welcome to the bright and sunny side of superbat shipping ~ *blows dust off my laptop that I haven’t turned on in a month* oh gross, there are actual spiderwebs on it... I'm so sorry, Maggie. Ahem, first of all. Any and all fics by these talented people: @frownyalfred, @superbatdisasterblog, @susiecarter, @sassyresacon1990 (I know I'm forgetting a lot of people but it's been a while okay)

This is just handful of my ultimate favs, if you need more I'm always more than happy to go through my bookmarks!

tell all the truth (but tell it slant) by susiecarter (rated M)

It takes a while for Batman and Superman to work things out, once Clark comes back from the dead. Pretending to date each other in order to explain why Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent are in the same place so often? Doesn't help as much as you might think.

Condersing Conditions by LeCadavre_1904 (rated E)

Before Bruce and Clark fall into bed for the first time, Bruce has an unusual condition.

Clark is as obliging as always.

don't push me (cause I am close to the edge) by LinguisticJubilee (rated G)

Kara huffs out a breath in frustration. “Every Kryptonian has a heartsong. And they’re beautiful, but when you listen to one on its own it feels like something is missing. It’s like...they have something like this too, right?” She gestures outward impatiently, and Bruce forces himself not to flinch at her casual use of they. “Only they have words written down instead.” 

“Soulmates,” Clark says, his voice strained. 

The word hits Bruce like a bullet through the lung. He keeps his face perfectly relaxed, his heartbeat calm and regular, as he realizes (too late, he's always too late) that he should have expected this all along.

fallin' for him was like fallin' from grace by Resacon1990 (rated T)

“But Bruce isn’t gay?” Clark points out, and there’s an awkward moment of everyone clearing their throats and avoiding Clark’s eyes until he turns to stare at Bruce. “Are you?”

Bruce blinks for a moment before offering a sheepish smile. “I’m not… not?” he offers, and Clark feels his brain just about short-circuit at the news.

Or, five times Clark finds himself falling for Bruce, and the one time he does something about it

No Church in the Wild by TheResurrectionist (not rated but OUCH ANGST)

"I'll have a contingency plan."

"If you're the first face he sees, you'll need it."

Bruce brings Clark back by himself.

smokin' in the boys' room - by The Ressurectionist (not rated but both blood and dicks, so rated Misha HAPPY) (I cannot tell you how many times I've reread this one GUUUHHH)

Bruce Wayne -- billionaire playboy, owner of, at most, three brain cells -- beaten up at his own charity gala. Bruce Wayne, CEO of Wayne Enterprises out of nepotism and dumb luck, whose business wasn’t touched by corruption purely because of incompetence -- Bruce Wayne, airheaded and still generous, still kind, bloody in a stall and trying to hide it. 

His hand clenched on the stall door, crumpling it between his fingers. His eyes weren’t burning yet, but barely. 

“Who did this to you?”

I Would I Might Forget That I Am I by susiecarter (rated T)

Clark Kent woke up, ate breakfast, went to work—the same way he did every day. Ordinary.

Except for the part where Superman hadn't been seen in at least a week and nobody knew why, Lois was acting kind of weird, and Bruce Wayne was insisting that Clark was the only reporter he'd allow to run a feature on the crashed alien ship in the park, since Wayne Enterprises had been granted control of the site. And the way Clark felt every time Wayne looked at him a little too long definitely wasn't helping.

But it was fine. Clark was normal, there was nothing wrong with him, and everything was fine.

Satisfaction Brought It Back by slippin_into_dakrness and SpiritsFlame. (rated G) (This one is my comfort comfort comfort read!!!)

Bruce always thought that Superman's cute shtick of rescuing cats from trees was a bid for publicity—until a confrontation with a magic user leaves him stuck as a cat. He learns how mistaken he was when Superman not only rescues him, but takes him back to a small Metropolis apartment. The opportunity to learn more about the alien can't be ignored, but is Bruce ready for everything he will learn about someone he has only ever regarded with distrust and dislike?

[callsignfate]

Valeria Garza HC.s Pt. 2

(Random HC's again, no particular order, mainly relationship, I would say.)

♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤

♤ This woman wears boxers. She's wears them 2 ways. She wears tighter ones under her clothes as underwear obviously, and secondly, she will wear looser ones for shorts with nothing under them like they are shorts but going commando.

♤ If she likes you she is less quick to anger when and if you are doing something stupid. If she doesn't like you, she will yell or scream at you so easily. She has a TEMPER.

♤ She is 100% the person to watch you fall or trip and laugh at you. You do it in a funny way to and she will buckle over with her hands on her knees and point at you and laugh hysterically. If she really cares about you she will help you up after she's done laughing.

♤ Will swear at you in Spanish if she's putting bandaids on you, lecturing you for falling or doing whatever got you hurt. She cares but she's frustrated about it.

♤ This is probably obvious but she SWEARS. Under her breath, out loud, Spanish, English, anything. Frustrated? Swearing. Laughing at you? She will call you a 'fucking idiot' in the most loving way possible.

♤ Does she drink? Yes. She drinks anything she likes straight over ice. She 100% believes that's the only way to drink. She won't tell make fun of the way other people drink unless they start it.

♤ She doesn't play games, but if you sit next to her she will look over your shoulder to watch you while she asks a million questions about what you are doing and the game. Once she gets it though? She will start telling you what to do and where to go. "NO NO go LEFT."

♤ Valeria is somehow effortlessly good at most things. You wanna try tennis? She's wearing her normal clothes and will best your ass in it without breaking a sweat. Has she played tennis before? No. But she beat your ass.

♤ She doesn't wear hugely feminine clothes. Dresses? No. Skirts? Fuck no. The most feminine thing she owns are bras and they are bland. Skin color or black that's IT.

♤ She is confident and secure with herself. I mean why shouldn't she be? Every woman and man she's ever wanted she got. She's good at flirting and she's beautiful and she knows it.

♤ Valeria isn't an animal person, I don't see her liking cats because they remind her too much of her own stubborn self. Dogs? To dependent on her for attention, she's too busy to train and deal with a dog or a cat.

♤ She loves cold and foggy days, finds them more beautiful then hot sunny days. She loves traveling to somewhere where the whole place is trees with brightly colored leaves. She likes summer don't get me wrong, but she loves the look of fall.

♤ She has a love hate relationship with beaches, loves laying in the sun, hates sand. She hates sand with a passion.

♤ Valeria has issues with arguing, like she has been in relationships before and they all turned out terribly in different ways. She hates arguing but she also is stubborn and struggles to see things not in her own view. She will try to change this but sometimes she's trying her best and she just wants to keep you safe.

♤ Valeria is a slight heath nut, I'm not saying she's vegan or anything but she 1000% makes sure to eat greens. She does drink hot coffee, sodas, energy drinks, ect. She also drinks water bottles with the little single packets of electrolyte mix in them.

♤ I feel like Valeria may own a cartel and houses, cars, etc. To run said cartel, but she barely owns anything herself. Where she lives? Decorated with fake plants to make it feel lived in but no personal things she collects. She has a beautiful place to live, but it feels like a showhouse, clean and decorated nicely, but after that, it's just how she had someone else decorate it for her.

♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤~♤

[onskepa]

Hello, this is my first request so excuse me if it's misunderstanding

So, I had a dream about neteyam x human reader who is a woman. Reader it's paralyzed from the waist down, like Jake. But the only difference is that she doesn't and won't have an avatar. Usually, she doesn't leave her room so when Neteyam comes over, he has to carry her everywhere so she thinks she's a bother. He assures her that carring her it's not bother and it's rather adorable to see her tiny frame in his big arms.

Thank you<3

Helloooooooooooo darling~!! Quite the dream you have XD

Alrighty! Hopefully this comes out to yours and everyone's satisfactions~! enjoy~!

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Susyang

The story of Jake Sully, the sixth Toruk Makto, the Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya clan, has been share all over pandora. How he arrived in such a weak form but managed to rise and defeat the sky demons.

Susyang, a human girl was born in Pandora. She along with another human named spider. But there is a large difference between them. Spider is very strong, athletic, and can freely move where ever he desires. Susyang? She cant.

When her mother was pregnant, things were fine until during her birth. Things did not go well. During her birth, her mother passed away, and the birthing complications affected her lower half of the body. Was never told what went wrong but susyang's chance of walking was taken before she could even open her eyes.

Forever to never use her legs until her last breath. Strapped in a wheelchair to move around the lab, and forever to be inside. Pandora is already dangerous enough for a human to move around. Susyang hold no chance to last an hour.

But she makes the most of it, reading so many books about pandora, watch the scientists do their daily work. Would even chat and talk about interesting plants or animals they found.

One of her favorite things to talk about are the native people. The na'vi. How she wishes to meet one. Norm did his best with his avatar body, while happy, susyang still sees norm through his blue body. To meet a real one, to interact and play. Wouldn't that be a dream...

"Wait another human kid lives with you?" little kiri asks to spider. Everyone was eating some fruit they collected and enjoying a bright sunny day. Spider nods, "yeah, she is really nice and super smart!". Interested at peak, kiri asks more, "why hasn't she come out with you? is she smaller?". At that, spider's smile falls a bit into a sad expression.

"She cant" he replied. Lo'ak turned, his eyebrows forming down, not understanding. "What do you mean she cant? are there enough masks?" he asks, spider shook his head no. "It is not that, its just....she cant leave so easily like me. Her legs don't work". Lo'ak and kiri immediately know what he meant.

Their father has explained his time as human, how he was limited to his wheelchair because of his dead weighted legs. Sadness and pity took over their emotions, "well what if we come to her instead? We can play with her and so she wont feel lonely" kiri suggests. Spider liked the idea and already the three began to plan things out.

The following day, everything was normal in the lab. Susyang was reading a book when spider came into her room already setting the wheelchair in front of her bed. "Hey, come come!" spider was very energetic and seemed to be in a rush. Raising her eyebrow, susyang looked at spider, "why? is something going on?". Not really answering her, spider carefully lifts susyang from the bed and gently to the chair. Quickly securing her legs, spider wheeled her out of the room in high speeds.

The sudden action startled susyang, making her squeal a bit. "Spider! hey hey! stop it! where are you taking me!?" feeling a bit scared she is under spider's mercy. Spider didn't reply as he strolled her to the entrance of the lab.

Suddenly coming to halt, susyang who was closing her eyes opened after a moment. Spider went in front of her and extended his arms wide with a huge smile. "I want you to meet my friends! this is kiri, lo'ak and neteyam sully!", susyang opened her mouth wide in shock. Her head lifting up to see their massive height. True na'vi! in front of her!

How badly she wanted to say something, but all came out was tiny squeaks and cute noises. The na'vi kids giggled at her noises thus making her blush in embarrassment. "She is so cuuuuuuute~!" kiri coos as she gently squishes susyang cheeks.

Lo'ak played with her hair, getting the feel of her soft texture while neteyam bend down to her level and smiles softly at her. Susyang blushed a bit seeing him. But she had to keep her cool no matter what!

"spider told us a lot about you. We decided to come and play with you" neteyam says. He carefully observed her actions, the tiniest hint can say much about a human. "u-umm th-thank you!" she smiles sweetly, feeling lucky and thankful for spider.

Neteyam got closer, opening his arms, susyang looked at him, "n-neteyam...!"

"Neteyam please I beg of you to not drop me!" 15 year old susyang clung tightly on the back of 15 year old neteyam. The boy chuckled, making sure his friend was holding tightly as he climbs higher on the trees.

Today neteyam planned things out for susyang to enjoy. After meeting each other, they became inseparable. Connected at arms, both neteyam and susyang were just really close to each other.

Despite susyang insecurities, neteyam is always there to cheer her up. Making sure that she belongs in pandora just like spider. Which is why neteyam has a nice surprise for her. With the help of his father and brother, they build a gift susyang would love.

Arriving at the north river, neteyam cleared the way to reveal something to susyang. "No way, is that...?" susyang says, looking at what is in the water.

A boat. A simple boat fitting for na'vi size. But it was beautiful, was decorated with lovely carvings and full of beautiful flowers. "Oh neteyam...this is beautiful!!" susyang says with emotional joy in her voice. With a huge sigh of relief, neteyam relaxed. It was two weeks of hard work to create it, with every carving was dedicated to susyang, in hopes this would be a better travelling method for her.

Carefully and gently, neteyam lays susyang on the boat, where it is softly cushioned with fibers and leaves. Making sure she is secured well, he hops on, and with a paddle, he begins the journey.

Settling in a peaceful silence, susyang takes notice of the small details of the boat, touching it as if it was made of glass. There is clear evidence that it was done by love and care. It made susyang appreciate it all more.

Looking up at neteyam who is steering the boats direction, she smiles in adoration. Her dear friend had spent so much time to make sure she is comfortable and safe while being out in the forest. It made her feel a bit....guilty. Had her legs work, perhaps she would have been as free as spider.

Arriving at their destination, neteyam picks her up bridal style. "How much further is it?" susyang asks, "not far, almost there" neteyam answers. What else is there to show? Susyang knows every corner of the forest after so many years.

Few minutes later, they arrived in a small hut, above the trees but near the river. It was lovely, cushioned softly, and everything was close at arms. The shade was perfect, the view was perfect. All was perfect. "What is this...?" she asks silently, but neteyam heard her. Placing her in the middle of the hut, he gestures to the whole area, "this is is for you. Me and the others worked on this so you can enjoy the forest, way better than being stuck in your room".

Neteyam smiled brightly as he explained, feeling quiet accomplished and proud. Anything to make his dear friend smile. But then he heard sniffles and weeping. Looking down, he sees susyang crying. Quickly bending down to her side, he cradles her in his big arms.

"What's wrong? does it hurt? did I do something wrong?" he asked, worry heavy in his voice. Susyang only cried louder, letting her salty tears fall from her eyes. Now neteyam felt really panicked. Was it not to her liking? Was it too rough the cushions? Not enough space? Was the items too far away? Each second passed and neteyam's inner worries were rising.

"y-you....!! and th-the others.....!! did all this for m-me.....!! I am s-so sorry for making you do this....!!" was all susyang could say without it being a mess of tears. His ears perked up at that, why is she apologizing?

"susyang....no no, there is nothing to be sorry for. Why would you say sorry? You haven't done anything wrong" neteyam says gently. Stroking her back, trying to sooth her. But her tears keep falling without stopping.

"n-no...!! its because of these stupid legs!! I c-cant do anything! I always have to rely on someone and I hate it! I cant even have an avatar of my own! stupid legs! I am weak! pathetic! I am nothing but a burden to you and everyone else!"

This was the first time neteyam heard her confess like that. He understood that not having functioning limbs can be a burden but never to this extent.

Cradling her in his arms, he gently rocks side to side as means to hopefully calm her down. Placing a small kiss on her head, he waits it out for her to cry it all out. Perhaps it was the pent up frustration that needed to be released. Keeping your emotions all bottled up is never a good thing.

"sssshhh....you are not a burden susyang. Not to me, not to anyone. You are everything to me, nothing about you is a burden. I enjoy spending time with you and I enjoy doing these things for you. When I hold you, feeling your tiny body against mine, I feel like I can protect you. From any danger in this world. And I am happy with that. Your happiness means everything to me".

Those words struck susyang right in the feels. Making her stop crying at once. But instead of sadness, her tears were replaces with that of tears of joy.

"w-what? why are you crying again!?" neteyam asked with more worry again. Susyang laughed and put her whole body weight on him. "I am not s-sad silly.....!! I am just happyyyyyyy!!" she cries while smiling. Neteyam always seems to find a way to get to her heart.

As she let her happiness show, neteyam just gives her more kisses and laughs a bit. As long as susyang is happy and comfortable. That is all it matters to him.

Aaaaaaaand that is all for this one! idk if this is a bit too long but who cares! Hope you liked this one! until next time! see ya!

Susyang = fragile

[klaprisun]

One Sunny Day

(Stardew Valley)(Haley x Female Farmer)

Chapter 41

🌻~THE NEXT SUMMER ~🌻

Eventually, all of the sunflowers had perished by the end of fall last year. I told Haley that just means we can look forward to replanting them this summer. She really took me up on that because just two weeks ago we had planted them all once again.

The sunflowers aren't quite as tall yet this season, but by fall they will be towering over our heads. They are currently still tall enough to make the little bench area secluded from the rest of the world, just the way Haley likes it.

This morning though, is anything but sunny. It's raining total buckets outside today which limits the things I can do today. But then I got an idea.

Running to the telephone in my room, I dial Haley's number.

"Darling! Hi!" her voice sings through the phone.

"Meet me in the sunflower field in an hour," is all I tell her.

"In this weather? Are you insane?" She questions me.

"Trust me," I breathe out, heart pounding in my chest.

"Hm. Okay then," she huffs.

"Make sure to wear something you consider nice. You'll thank me later." Without another word from her, I hung up the phone.

I quickly throw on my signature overalls, work boots and cowboy hat. I have on a light pink t-shirt underneath my overalls as an attempt to look nice. I tie my hair back to my favorite half up half down style. My hair has been making its way back to its original length now. At this point it just passed my shoulders in length.

Without an umbrella or any rain protection, I set out into the nasty weather without a second thought. I know what I am going to do.

Haley and I have been going strong since we established our feelings for one another. All of our previous fighting and sass was all due to us being head over heels with one another at first sight. Who would've guessed? The perfect, pretty, pristine, boy obsessed girl was really into the dingy, dirty, farm girl the whole time. The way the world works goes completely over my head. If you were to tell me I'd be in this position 2 years ago, I would've never believed you. I'm sure Haley would feel the same way. I am so obsessed with her and don't think I'll ever be able to live my life normally if she wasn't with me. Which is why I am going to do this.

"Ahhh Danny. I knew you'd be coming soon enough. I could feel it in the damp, musty, rainy air." The way this guy spoke was absolutely creeping me out. I had chills going down my body, causing my arms to have goosebumps.

"Five thousand coins please," he says before I can even say anything. Cringing over how expensive that is, I reach into my backpack and rifle around until I pull out five thousand coins.

"Wonderful. Here you go..." He holds his hand out to me, dropping something into the palm of my hand.

"Thank you...Old Mariner?" I say questioningly. Unsure if he likes to be addressed as that.

I take a minute to admire the misty ocean water ahead of us. The rain blocks any view of the far away horizon. The rough waters sway and crash about, threatening anyone who dares to enter them in these conditions. It is almost an eerie sight to see when looking out into the rainy abyss of the ocean. I see why this creepy Old Mariner likes to show up when it rains. Really adds to this guy's dumb performance.

I turn to face the Old Mariner one more time before heading out. Except he wasn't there. Confused, I whip my head in every direction looking for him. How did he get so far from the short amount of time I didn't face him? And where does he even go?

Still chilled to the bone over this unnerving experience, I turn on my heels and scurry away from the beach. After all, I have a pretty lady waiting for me back at the farm.

Before entering the sunflower field to wait for Haley, I had tossed my backpack inside so as to not kill the mood with it on. It's not really the most romantic article of clothing in the world, and I'm already pushing it with what I have on now. I also cleaned myself up quickly so I wasn't all muddy and damp. I will end up getting damp from the rain all over again once I go back out to meet Haley, but it won't be as bad. Knowing her, she will show up with an umbrella so she doesn't get her outfit all wet and gross. I don't know what she will do about her shoes though.

I push my way through the thick stems of the sunflower field so that I'm ready when Haley arrives. If she is right on time, I won't have to wait much longer. I tried to time it so that I'm not waiting outside for too long.

To my amusement, I begin to see a cute, little, blue umbrella bobbing its way over the top of all the sunflowers. Haley held it higher up so that it wouldn't get caught in all the leaves and stems of the sunflowers most likely.

"I'm here!" she joyfully bounces into the clearing of the field where I wait. My arms are twisted behind my back nervously, carefully hiding my hands as well.

"Hi here. I thought you were Haley?" I tease, causing her to nudge my shoulder playfully.

"Why did you ask me to come here? It better be worth it. I'm ruining my good shoes for this," she rolls her eyes but cracks a big smile knowing that whatever I asked her here for will be worth it.

"I think you look gorgeous," I mentioned. She really does look so pretty. She is wearing a baby blue sundress with a small pink bow in the middle of the chest area. She has pink pumps on that match the small bow as well. It looks like she was extra careful with those shoes on the way here because they are barely dirty. Her golden hair is, as always, draped over her shoulders, cascading in a way that doesn't cover her beautiful face.

"Emily helped me do my nails this morning for some reason. I didn't think they were that wrecked yet, but she insisted on redoing them when I mentioned where I was going today."

Hearing Haley say that causes me to sweat and grit my teeth. Does Haley know? How did Emily know? I didn't tell anyone, I just came up with the idea today! I mean I was thinking about it since the new year, but I had never told anyone.

"Emily did a wonderful job," I had taken her hand in mine, looking over her blue ombre nails.

"Now are you going to tell me why you asked me here!" she gleefully exclaims, clearly on her toes about whatever may happen.

"Ahem..." I clear my throat, suddenly feeling much more nervous and choked up. It's really happening. "Haley... I had woken up today on this gloomy, gloomy day with a thought in my head I just couldn't shake. On gloomy days like this, I heard there is a visitor that appears on the island that you may have heard of. Now when I saw the rain, something clicked in my head, so I went to pay that guy a visit. Haley, I don't want to spend any more gloomy, rainy days waking up alone. I don't want to spend ANY day waking up alone anymore. I want you by my side every second of every day. You are my reason for getting up in the morning and making this farm the way it is. You give me the motivation to keep this farm up and running and you give me a reason to stay here instead of going back to the city. If I hadn't met you, I would've chickened out and ran back to the city to live a life I definitely didn't want. The forces of the universe clearly wanted me to come here for a reason, and that reason was you. I love you Haley."

As I blurted out my on-the-spot speech, Haley's eyes had widened to the size of saucers once she realized what was happening. Her hand slowly makes its way up to cover her mouth in shock.

"Um..." I awkwardly try to bend down on one knee, but realize that may not be part of the tradition so I stand back up. Then I realize that is whatever I want for this moment, so then I lower myself back down to one knee. Haley begins to giggle over my uncertainty. I take my hands out from behind my back and present them in front of Haley, holding the Mermaid's Pendant. One hand holds the chain, while the other one has the pendant part displayed on the palm.

"My pretty lady. My beautiful, beautiful Haley... will you marry me?" My words ring out into the air for a moment. Neither of us grasping that this is really happening.

Haley nearly drops her umbrella as she starts jumping with joy. She squeals excitedly a few times before collapsing into me, bawling her eyes out. I catch her just before her knees touch the ground so she doesn't fall straight into the muddy grass. The rest of her body falls more into my chest.

"Yes! A thousand times yes! I love you too, Danny," she sobs, muffled by my chest. I move her hair back while she sobs away into me so I can clip the Mermaid Pendant around her neck. I gently lay my arms around her shoulders after to reciprocate her hug.

The sunflowers around us dance in the warm, summer breeze. It makes them look like they are cheering for us. I pull Haley tighter to me and give her a tight squeeze. I'm having a full celebration with plenty of cheering in my head.

"We have to go tell everyone! We have to tell Emily so she can start making our wedding outfits! Hopefully she can do it all in three days but-" Haley starts.

"THREE DAYS? THE WEDDING IS IN THREE DAYS?" I shout, startled about the wedding date being so soon.

"We get married quickly here in Pelican Town," she sheepishly smiles, a blush spreading across her face. "Is it too soon? Do you want to wait?"

"I'd marry you right now if I could. Three days is perfectly okay with me," I reassure her.

🌻 🌻 🌻

Those three days couldn't have gone by any slower. The two of us were raring to get married the second we got engaged. We could hardly keep our hands off each other either. We had started construction on my farmhouse to give her an area of her own for when she moves in, but in the process of building and decorating we had a few... celebration breaks. Like I said, we couldn't keep our hands off each other.

When the whole town found out we were engaged, they all started planning the wedding, Pelican Town style. Apparently it gets set up in the middle of town square like a lot of the other events they put on. They keep all of the outdated ceremony decorations stored away for every single wedding that is held here. It's hard to believe that Haley is okay with a wedding like this. She did add her own touches to it all though, but everything else she was happy with.

When we told Emily, she immediately started planning our outfits right away. She dragged us into her sewing room and started measurements. The two of them couldn't stop laughing at how much I didn't belong there with all the frilly clothes surrounding me. Emily was even going to put me in a dress for the wedding until I gave her a very very long, hard stare. When has she seen me in a dress? What made her think I'd want a dress? My dress denial made them laugh even harder. Emily, of course, respected my wishes and started designing me a suit instead. At least that's what I THOUGHT it was going to be.

When I showed up to get dressed for the wedding today, she pulled out the most outrageous outfit I've ever seen. Not in a bad way though, but in a way that I had never seen anything like it.

"White overalls? Are you kidding me?" I excitedly started laughing over how funny Emily is, taking them by the hanger from her hands.

"Haley knew you'd like it. She suggested it," Emily chuckles.

"Really? Haley suggested this? That girl surprises me more and more each day. Where is she anyway?"

"She went over to Evelyn's house to get ready. I'm going over as soon as you are done getting ready here. I figured you wouldn't take too long and she takes forever so it works out great." Emily pulls out a fancy white shirt to go under my white overalls. She also goes over to a shelf and grabs a pink flower.

"Since you aren't in a suit, you can put this flower in the front pocket of the overalls." Emily hands over the rest of my outfit and starts walking away to let me get ready.

"Thank you so much Emily. This is all so great. You've been a great friend and the best sister to Haley. We wouldn't be here without you," I call over to her before she walks out of the sewing room to her own room.

"Thank you, Danny. You make her so happy. You bring out a side of Haley we had never seen until you showed up. I can't thank you enough for being patient with her and letting her find her true self. I knew it was in there somewhere!" she laughs as she walks away.

Once I was all dressed in my wedding attire, Emily came right back to help straighten everything up and made sure it fits okay. She helped do my hair up nicely in the same way I always have it, but this time it looks better than when I do it. She smoothed back my hair to tie the top part into a ponytail, and brushed the hairs underneath so that they lay nicely down my back. She didn't let me wear my hat unfortunately as it would "ruin it". She said I could have it back after the ceremony. Haley had told Emily that she wants to be able to see my face in pictures. I guess I got away with wearing overalls to my wedding so I should be thankful for that.

I mosey my way out to the wedding area after getting dressed. That's where I see everyone else continuing to set up the last minute things for the big day. The one thing that catches my eye is that there are no chairs.

"Y'all don't sit or anything?" I asked the person closest to me which was Alex. He was in the midst of carrying a big flower pot.

"It's crazy isn't it? I always wondered that too," he replies. I watch as he looks me up and down quickly. "You look hot. Haley is gonna drool when she sees you."

"Why thank you. Sorry again for stealing your girl," I jokingly say.

"Oh please. You are everything I could never be. For one, a girl and two, into girls. I can't believe I never came out sooner. It would've saved Haley the headache I gave her. I feel terrible about everything I put her through and I hope she can forgive me one day. You really saved her from me. I'm glad you moved here and she took a liking to you. Anyways, congratulations on your big day. You two deserve it." He gives me a genuine smile and continues walking to wherever the big flower pot goes.

I wanted to help with all the rest of the setting up, but everyone kept saying no. All I could do was stand helplessly, watching everyone carrying decorations around. Leah and Elliot came over to chat with me and keep me busy too.

"See Leah. What did I tell you? They were meant to get married!" Elliot goofs.

"And I was the one who told them to go at their own pace. You wanted them to get married on the spot you wacko!" Leah responds to Elliot.

"Regardless, they made it this far and I see a bright future between the two of them. Lots of sex and lots of happiness. Cheers to that." That gets him a smack on the arm from Leah. I could see the laugh playing on her lips that she is trying so hard to hold in.

"I couldn't have asked for better friends when moving here. You guys have been such a help to me and made me feel comfortable moving in here. You accepted me as part of the town and I will forever be grateful," I sappily pour my heart out to them.

"We actually never accepted you, you just made that up in your head. I don't know where you got that from," Leah smirks and looks at Elliot. "Isn't that right Elliot?"

"Pfff yeah. We never liked you one bit. You are such a burden to us and should've never moved here. My Yoba, Danny." Elliot holds his palm out to me and turns his head away in disgust.

"Get in here you two," I take both of them into my arms and give them a big squeeze. They both return the hug by squeezing me back.

"It's been so great getting to know you Danny. Thank you for being our friend and putting up with us," Elliot says.

"You've been a lot of fun to tease and have fun with. You sure have a lot of patience," Leah adds. "I'm glad we met you."

"Looks like it's time!" Elliot excitedly informs me. He points at Mayor Lewis who is trying to wave me over to stand under the flower arch. Everyone else is standing in the audience, waiting for the big event to begin. I see Evelyn and Emily have weaved their way into the crowd which means Haley is fully ready and waiting.

Taking a deep breath, I take my place underneath the gorgeous archway decorated with pale pink flowers. I watch as every head in the crowd turns to look down the aisle. Jas and Vincent make their way towards me up the aisle, tossing flower petals as they go. I can't help but smile at how cute they are.

A moment later, everyone gasps. Haley appears at the end of the aisle staring back at me. She looks absolutely stunning. Her dress looks as if it came out of a fairytale. It has a big poofy skirt trimmed with the same light pink flowers as the one in my front pocket. The bodice hugs her body tightly, but loose enough to let her breathe comfortably. The straps of the dress are an off the shoulder design made out of tulle. Her hair was left down, but some front pieces were all tucked and braided to the back of her head with a few strands left out to frame her face. In her hands was the same style of bouquet I gave her when I wanted to show her I was romantically interested. Down to the same color ribbon I had tied around the stems.

My brain had gone completely blank. I was absolutely speechless and bursting with excitement. She slowly glides down the aisle, stirring up some flower petals from the ground as she moves. She looks absolutely magical.

She takes her stand next to me under the arch. The two of us looking into each other's eyes, forgetting everyone else exists. In the background, I hear Mayor Lewis begin speaking.

"When Danny first arrived in Pelican Town, no one knew if she'd fit in with our community... But from this day forward, Danny is going to be as much a part of this town as any of us!" The town folk start cheering at Lewis's declaration. Haley and I break our gaze as soon as we hear the last of his speech. "You may kiss!"

Without another thought, I sweep Haley into my arms like the world is ending and she is my only source of life. Her soft, glossed lips connect with mine instantly. The audience continues to cheer over our passionate, loving kiss. I would've kissed her longer if we weren't right in front of everyone, but eventually we broke apart. I take her hand in mine as we face the crowd. The wind picks up for a minute and it causes all of the flower petals to take to the air. I twirl Haley around to face me again and bring her back for another heart melting kiss.

"I get to be a farmer now, too!" she squeals, squeezing my hands in hers.

"And you are going to be the best wife anyone could ever ask for," I whisper as I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear, daydreaming over the beautiful future we are going to have.

[bitchapalooza]

"Who is she?"

Zoro cracked an eye open. "Hah?" He grumbled. "You're blocking the sun, twirly brows. Move it."

Instead of receiving a remark back, Zoro got something rudely shoved in his face instead. He repelled the cook's hands away with his own. "Well? Who is she, mosshead?"

Zoro squinted his eyes, nose scrunched as he darted from the blond to the bounty poster and photograph taken back in Water 7 before their departure. Closely focusing his sleepless eyes he finally saw what the cook was talking about. He shrugged, seeing no issue in the matter.

"Franky thought it was overexposure or something when copying the film at first but then she showed up in the other photos." Zoro's gaze lazily trailed off to the railing of the Sunny, where Usopp and Luffy were fishing(but not catching a single bite—a repeat of yesterday). There an apparition sat, a girl only Zoro has been gifted to see. She relaxed on the railing next to the boys, semi translucent, an aspect about her that has always screwed with Zoro's mind, being able to see through her and all, as foggy and unclear as it is.

"You know her." Sanji boldly claimed. Zoro shut his eyes and relaxed back onto his folded arms. "She's always around you."

"Cook," The name fell from his mouth like molasses. "You implying I got a ghost girl following me around? Do you know how stupid you sound right now? Well stupider than usual..."

Sanji tsked.

'It's fine, Zoro.' The swordsman flinched as within seconds Kuina appeared in his ear. 'I think I trust these people. I don't think they would call you crazy.'

Zoro cracked one eye open to peer at the girl. The forever thirteen year old girl. Sometimes she appeared normal. Other times she had a gnarly bloody gash on her forehead. Today, though, she was normal. As healthy looking as she was before she died.

"She's here with us, isn't she?"

"Why are you so interested in the ghost girl?" Zoro grunted.

'I have a name you, ass!' Zoro ignored her outburst.

"No. She's not here. Now leave."

Kuina stamped her foot. 'Roronoa Zoro! Stop lying!'

"She's taking a ghost shit. Lose it, perv cook." He ignored the offended gasp.

"Oh shut up, moss, I know you're lying. She's here and I'm right."

Zoro shifted, his bottom feeling numb. 'Tell Sanji I wish I could eat his cooking. It looks delicious!'

Zoro rolled his eyes. He sat up and hauled himself to his feet with a grunt. "I'm not saying shit for you."

"AHA!" Sanji exclaimed a finger pointed directly at him. Luffy, Usopp, and Robin turned from their spots on the deck to the shouting chef. "I knew it! The ghost girl is here!"

'Tell him, Zoro! Tell him his food looks yummy! Dad's cooking was always so bland and boring, always something with rice. The pork cutlet he made last week was soooooo good looking, you describing it's taste made my mouth water—and I don't even have spit or an appetite anymore!'

As Kuina rambled Zoro stamped off, agitated at the attention he was suddenly getting. He just wanted a good nap in the sun, not a damn probing session.

Kuina showed up several months after she died. He had been training in the heavy rain when he saw her looking out the window, just staring. From the room that contained her sword, there she stood. For days he thought he'd just gone insane with grief and delirium, barely sleeping enough to be considered a healthy amount for a ten year old. But then one day she lashed out. Angry at her father for talking about her like that, even after she was gone. She got so mad. So so mad. In her angry state her shrine shook, vase of flowers falling, photo cracking, candle and incense blowing out. There was no wind, no earthly tremors, only a pissed off girl—Zoro believed she was real from then on. He wouldn't tell Koushirou, he just thought there was a weird isolated earthquake and didn't ask any further question. Zoro began to talk with her like normal again. While they couldn't quite train together she did give him pointers here and there, telling him how to improve his skills when before she wouldn't share anything, let the younger boy find it out himself.

'It would be nice if I could talk to people again.'

Zoro wiped the sweat from his brows with his own shirt. "You talk to me." Way too much, Zoro neglected to add.

'Other people,' Kuina clarified. 'I know I was considered a quiet kid when I was alive but sometimes it's nice to talk. It fills the silence. Makes me...'

"Feel alive again?" Kuina nodded. Zoro put the weights away and faced his friend. "Do you seriously want me to tell everyone? I mean... It's not like they'll magically be able to see or hear you."

Kuina shrugged. 'So? At least they'll know I'm here.'

Good point.

"Fine," He sighed, easily swayed, picking the weights back up for another round. "Later then. After dinner. But I'm not making it a whole thing! I'll just say you're here and get on with it!"

Kuina wasn't listening anymore. She was excitedly rambling, loudly fantasizing about the possibility of socializing with someone other than the grumpy sourpuss that is Zoro.

He could sense the soft hum of Wado Ichimonji, leaning up against the crows nest wall, gleeful just like the spirit attached.

[cherrychilli]

18+

AFAB reader, P in V sex, shower sex, fluff and smut

A/N: So I'm having one of those days where you wake up feeling like shit but you don't know why? There's this thing I do sometimes that helps clear my mind so I wanted to write about it. And I threw in some sex of course.

It's back.

Like every other time, you're not sure what caused it but it's here again. You can feel it curling around your ribs like wilting vines, it's browned, brittle leaves breaking off to fill your stomach with the weight of decay.

Melancholy. You wake up with it and it makes a home inside your bones as you lay in your sheets. Unmoving. Morning slipping by. But you're not going to stay there. You have a plan. A routine you conjured one day by chance when you let your feelings guide you. So you lay there until you're able to scrape together enough energy to break away for the soft confines of your bed and head for your shower.

You pass by the bathroom mirror, no time to spare a glance at your reflection as you step inside, fingers seeking the shower handle. A normal shower would have you stripping off your oversized t-shirt and panties first but this wasn't that kind of shower. You step underneath the stream when it shifts to the right temperature, still clothed in what you'd gone to bed in. The t-shirt that usually hid your form under its billowing size rushed to cling to you underneath the water. The shape of your body emerges as the fabric soaks and sticks to you, the slope of your breasts and stomach and the curve of your ass and hips evident now. Its powder blue color turns translucent too, revealing your peaking nipples, your belly button and the floral print of your cotton panties underneath.

Gazing down, the ripples of pinched material remind you of the way sculptors carved the illusion of draped fabric onto veiled figures of marble, soft folds and creases expertly etched all over. Despite the fleeting similarity you feel far from a timeless work of art to be revered. Though, when you glide your finger over your thigh you sense something just as cold and rigid as the same smooth stone lurking beneath your skin.

The melancholy made you feel that way. Cold and hard but the way your wet clothes clung to you felt like an embrace. Warm and tight. The sound of water falling against your clothed body had begun to soothe you too, reminding you of rain pelting against the top of an open umbrella. That gentle pattering helped drown out your thoughts, making them fade until they went mute inside your head.

You don't hear the bathroom door open and click shut, too wrapped up in the sound but you don't startle either when the foggy shower door inches open. You're calm now. You feel a little more like yourself.

"You know you're supposed to take those off before you get in, right?"

You can feel the vines begin to recede when you see Steve's face, a sunny kind of smile only reserved for you curving his pink lips. You can see his eyes roam your wet body, clothed but not concealed and you feel the same arousal you see spark in his eyes becoming embers in your belly. You reach out and pull lightly at the front his shirt, smiling and speaking for the first time that day. "Get in?", you asked softly.

He glances over his fully clothed self for a moment before looking to you again. "Like this?", he raises his eyebrows and gives you a breathy little laugh. You're smiling a little harder now.

You nod, shrugging a second later because it didn't matter if he was clothed or not. You just needed him in there with you. He considers it for a moment before toeing off his shoes but leaving on the rest, sweatpants and sweatshirt and hair soaking quickly under the running water.

"You're right it's kinda nice", he admits when your collective giggling begins to die down, pulling you against him. The embrace you'd sought out in your wet clothes and shower doesn't compare to the heat of the real thing as he wraps his arms around you and squeezes lightly. You melt into it, listening to his heart beat until you can't ignore the spitting flames inside you any longer.

"Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you fuck me, please?"

You ask it with more sweetness than necessary even though you knew you never had to say 'please'. Not with Steve.

You get your answer when he releases you, a quick kiss warming your lips before moves to carefully peel off your panties. He deposits the dripping garment into your laundry basket but leaves your sopping shirt on. Something about the way you looked in it made his cock throb and his throat feel tight.

You turn around, tits pressed against slick tiles, palms and cheek pressed there too as he seeks your hip with one hand and pulls his cock free from his sweats with the other, teasing your waiting entrance with his tip until you whine out for him all pretty and pleading.

"Need me to fuck it out of you huh?", he notices, a playful patronizing tone to his question but there's genuine concern behind it too. "Need me to make it all better? That what you want, pretty girl?", he coos again, precum smearing you between your legs.

You arch your back a little more, moaning when he slips his length between your folds to tease at your clit. "Mm- yes... need you now", you rock your hips forwards gently until he's lined up with your hole again, pressing back gently to urge him in.

It started sweet and slow like that. Languid strokes, lingering touches, soft sighs and praise when he sinks into you and then it gets a little needier. A little wilder. More teeth and nails scratching exposed skin. Positions changing. Breath quickening.

It ends with Steve on his back on the shower floor, you on top, frantic and no longer quiet as you bounce on his cock, water beating down your back. All of your clothes had been shed before you made it into this position, a soggy, messy pile on your bathroom floor. You don't have it in you to care about right now, too busy chasing your climax.

"That's it baby- fuck- good girl. You're so close I can -Christ- I can tell", he grunts out, fingers digging into your thighs. Your knees ache terribly against the tiles but that pain goes unnoticed when you finally cum with a half choked scream of his name, nails raking down his chest.

He spills into you not long after, hot ropes of cum flooding your channel when you squeeze his twitching length over and over in waves, taking all that he has to give you.

It's already dripping out of you by the time you manage to pull off of his softening cock, knees protesting to remind you of the pain there once more. He sees it, your combined arousal trailing thick down your inner thigh. He'd like to keep you like that, so full of him that it has to come back out but he chooses to be tender with you instead, offering to help clean you up.

You accept the offer, giving yourself to him in a different way as he washes you clean of his spend and rifles through your body wash and shampoo, set on having you relax while he takes care of you.

You're back in bed after all the careful pampering. Both of you, naked and clean, fingers tracing bare skin, lips finding new places to kiss.

He's here now and that melancholic ache's gone away.

[the-24-7-lawlu-library]

Poll Vote Hurt & Comfort

Hello lovely readers <3

Here is our Poll Vote post, there are so many great Hurt & Comfort fanfic with them, we picked out some of them for you.

Have a great weekend and enjoy reading <3

across the distance (M) by Tciddaemina

Law and Bepo have just finished charting a new course when Law feel's Luffy's heart begin to race. He lets out a breath, ignoring it, and finishes looking over the last of the calculations, giving Bepo a final nod and stepping away, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket as he steps out the door onto the deck. He leans against the rail, lighting up, and brings the cigarette to his lips, inhaling. He feels Luffy's heart skip a beat. The racing slows, tempo lowing again back to normal rates, and Law almost huffs and ignores it entirely, except then Luffy's heart rate continues to drop, and it doesn't stop. It hits his resting heart rate and then keeps falling, plummeting rapidly. Law sucks in a sharp breath, stomach dropping, one hand clutching at his chest as he stops so fast he almost staggers, because fuck, something is happening- - Luffy is dying, and Law is half an ocean away, too far to help.

Will You Share Your Emotions Under The Moon? (G) byDoodle4Noodle

A Satellite Far from the Sun cosmicatta T """How stupid. You are the Sun and I’m no more than a distant satellite trapped in your orbit."" Law sees sunshine at midnight, learns how to dance (kind of), and finds out where he truly belongs within the solar system. All before daybreak." 3,02 2023 complete

Not about the free lunch (T) by chenziee

There were a lot of things Luffy wanted to tell Law but right now, looking at the blood dripping from the hastily patched up wound on Law's arm, there was only one thing on his mind.

A Satellite Far from the Sun (T) by cosmicatta

"How stupid. You are the Sun and I’m no more than a distant satellite trapped in your orbit."  Law sees sunshine at midnight, learns how to dance (kind of), and finds out where he truly belongs within the solar system. All before daybreak.

Dead Defend No Honour (G) by KhepiAri

What if Luffy found out, Law lost it all at the hands of Blackbeard? Will he let Law suffer alone, or will he drag him back to Sunny?

what fate wants (T) by frogsterz

“What do they mean?” Luffy blinks round eyes up at him, his hair dripping water down his face.  Law wavers between answering him honestly, because lying to Luffy feels like a crime against humanity, and keeping his dark, sordid past to himself. “It’s a heart,” he deflects.  “You have many hearts,” Luffy observes. He pokes his right arm. “Are they for someone you loved?” (What Luffy wants is what fate wants. Law will realise this firsthand, whether he wants to or not.)

Your Heart, Broken in My Chest (T) by purplehairedwonder

Luffy was far from an expert at having someone else’s heart in his chest, but he was pretty sure what was happening with Torao’s heart wasn’t normal. Written for 10 Days of LawLu 2023 Day 8: Hurt/Comfort

Breathe (T) by CheshireSense

Luffy never told Ace, and he probably won't tell Sabo either, but he's never really liked fire. Or, the one where even Luffy has his bad days. Law understands.

If You Need Me, I Will (G) by BasicallyACat

Luffy can't find the words to describe all the things he feels, couldn't say them even if he found them. He knows people don't understand him usually and doesn't really mind. His nakama understand and that is all that matters. When he meets Law, suddenly there are far too many things to say even when he can't and Luffy prays Law can understand anyways.

scarred but not beyond repair (T) by marimoes

Across the room, Law grumbles in his sleep. A sharp inhaling of air sucks in through his lips and it nearly sounds pained. Like he’s been hit, and Luffy jumps up at once on alert—but finds nothing. As he creeps closer, Luffy watches Law's left hand start to dig at his bandages.

-Mod Raiya

[iheartchv]

Sunny Day Jack X Reader:

I Never Forgot 3

What if you were one of the few people who remembered vividly about Sunny Day Jack... even after the whole show seemed to have been forgotten?

☀️Rating: Fluffy

🌈 Part 1 | 🌈 Part 2

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You let out a sigh as you sat on your couch, exhausted from work. Carol, one of your co workers, had something come up today so you had to cover for her. Plus, summer was one of the busiest seasons for Popov's Big Top Yogurt-Topia. It wouldn't have been so bad if the workplace wasn't understaffed. The past several months, however, have been... manageable. Getting adjusted to Jack living with you not only wore you out but also trying to appear normal in public when he would try to talk to you. That, and you couldn't deny that you were developing feelings for him. Feelings from your childhood was surfacing day by day. As a child, you had developed a crush on Jack before you even knew what a crush actually was. In your eyes, he was... perfect.

"Sunshine?"

Jack's voice startled you from your thoughts, making you jump a little. You placed a palm over your heart. "Geez, Jack, you startled me."

"Aw, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"It's fine. Just..." You could feel your cheeks grow hot. You had to think of something to say to distract you from your thoughts. "It's just been one of those days."

"Do you wanna cuddle?"

"Mhmm." Considering the day you had, a nice hug or cuddle from him sounded nice. He sat beside you, then he pulled you into his side and wrapped his arm around you, being gentle as to not squish you.

"There, how's that? Feels good?"

"Yeah."

He softly chuckled as he rubbed a hand up and down your arm. "You've been working hard. You deserve to take it easy, y/n." He says. He had watched you work your job, trying to stay professional while tending to the customer's wants. Jack was right. You deserved a break... a rest. Good thing it was your day off tomorrow.

You let your body fall into him, using him to support your tired and achy body.

"You're an amazing person, you know that, right?"

You looked up at him. "Hm?"

"You're amazing... and kind... and wonderful. You're... well, YOU. And other people just don't see that because they are too busy worrying about their own lives to actually acknowledge or appreciate you." He paused. "And that makes you feel like you're forgotten and alone in the world..."

You gave a nod. You did think that way and felt that way sometimes. You were amazed at how Jack seemed to know what to say, or what you were thinking...

"Mhmm."

"No matter what, know that you're not alone. You've got me, and I'll always be there for you."

He wrapped another arm around you, pulling you so close to him, your head laid on his chest. Silence was all that filled the room. You didn't feel like turning on the TV right now. Just being in Jack's embrace and hearing his soft breathing was enough right now. However Jack finally broke the silence.

"Y/n?"

"Yes?"

"Don't forget me..."

He looked at you, a sad smile on his face. He seemed to think a bit about what he wanted to say. "I want you to know that... I'll never ever forget you. I promise. And I want you to promise me the same in return."

You softly smiled at him. "I never forgot you all this time ... I'll never forget you." You saw his eyes brighten and feel his arms tighten around you. Your heart started to race. The way he was looking at you made your stomach fill with butterflies, and your chest with warm and fuzzy feelings.

"Say, Sunspot. Since you've worked hard this week, how about I spoil you tonight?"

The great big smile on his face and his dazzling eyes made you smile, as well. That... did sound nice. You never really splurged on yourself, or anything like that.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I'll do whatever you want me to. I just want to help you relax."

Hmmm....

"A massage sounds nice..."

"Alright, then. Anything else?"

"I'lllll.... let you know." You small smiled. He just chuckled and gently squeezed your shoulder.

This final part has been a pain to write (you probably can tell). However, I plan to write short oneshot/drabbles with Sunny Day Jack and other characters in SWWSDJ when things in life settle down. ☁️🌈☀️

[icaruskeyartist]

Part 3 of the whump fic I'm working on. Part 1 is here (with @pillowspace's cute art cause I'm still not over it), and part 2 is here.

TW for talking about kidnapping.

Pretty sure we'll be hitting the big whump in the next bit. It's been a lot of setup so far, sorry.

You debate going to work anyway. After all, what could the powers that be do, deny you entry and your $30+ ticket fee? Except you don't have a child, and the daycare, or at least the Attendant, is pretty strict about adults hanging around, especially if they don't have kids there themselves.

And if you break the loop this go around (you will, you will), then you could use the cash. You linger on the thought of after. If there's no fire, would Sun and Moon want to stay at the daycare? Or maybe you could all move someplace far away from all of this, to the beach or the mountains, someplace beautiful for the animatronic who has never even seen the real sun or moon.

Yeah, something like that would be nice. So you don't go, not wanting to waste your money when you know there's still a couple months before the fire and you have plenty of time to figure things out.

You're still very excited once your forced time off is over, and you get to work early, scanning through one of the back doors since everything else is still shuddered. You'd been in such a hurry you forgot to even tie your shoes, resulting in a spectacular fall when you enter the brightly lit daycare. "Sunny! Shi---" You barely catch yourself from smashing your face into the rubber floor. Okay, yes, it's time to tie your shoes. Or maybe invest in some velcro ones since you keep forgetting.

"Hello, you're here! Are you all right?" It was infuriatingly endearing how Sun could bound so easily across the daycare in three, four strides to bend over and offer you a hand. He seemed so normal too; you take that hand and use it to propel yourself up and into a hug. "Ah, well, I've missed you too Sunshine!" Sun hesitates before hugging you back, and you withdraw slowly, looking him over.

"How're things while I was gone? You look okay." You're reluctant to let him pull away entirely, hands on his forearms well after he'd let go. He did look okay. No children's doodles or sticky handprints, just the usual dings and scrapes from daily wear and tear. You'd like to help buff everything out and clean him up, but...

"Everything was fine," he says, and you know he's lying. But nothing you say will get him to admit it.

You trail after him while he prepares for the day, peppering him with questions about the previous few days, but he's evasive. It's not until you ask about Moon that he stops.

"I really appreciate your concern," he says, rays pulled in ever so slightly, "but talking about Moony is... hard. The children will be here soon, so please. Let's just have a Fazerrific day."

"Does he know I miss him at least?" you ask, and when Sun turns away without an answer, you grab his hand. "Sunny. I'm your friend. You can tell me anything. You know that right?"

There's a moment of hesitation before Sun lays a hand over yours, adjusting your hold so your hands are cupped in his. "Starlight," he says, voice very very soft as he stares at your hands. "You need to take care of yourself first. We'll be okay."

"But---" You won't. The words die as Sun pulls away, and you find yourself tearing up despite everything. That's so close to the Sun you knew, the Sun you fell for, but it's not. Because he doesn't trust you enough to share his pain.

Sun opens the doors to let the first kids of the day in, and you wipe furiously at your face, trying to shake off the feeling settling uncomfortably in your stomach like lead.

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Hiding in the janitor's closet, waiting for the pizzaplex to fully close makes you feel a little dumb, but here you are regardless, tucked away with the mops and bleach. It smells vaguely of chlorine; you're trying not to think too hard about what you might be inhaling.

You decide to check the news on your phone instead. Strange, but you hadn't really looked at the local news before. Everything had been so centered on you, on the Attendant, on this little bubble of the world, that you genuinely had no idea what was going on elsewhere. You open the local news site, leaning back as you scroll.

Twins Missing from Beds, age 9 Latest Disappearances of Children, No Leads Found Says Detectives The Pied Piper Strikes Again

The three articles are clustered together, the twins being the oldest story from right around when you started working at the daycare. You tap the newest one first, skimming initially, only to pause and restart when you catch the name Freddy.

...Ms. Spencer reports that she lost her daughter shortly after picking her up from Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex's daycare service. She says they had stopped to use the restroom and when she finished, her daughter was gone...

There's a picture of the daughter, and your gut, already dropping, went cold. You know this girl. She had the biggest crush on the Attendant and would constantly carry this handmade plush of 'Eclipse', a sort of pseudo-original character she claimed was Sun and Moon together.

You remember Ms. Spencer too. She always looked tired but happy with her little girl. You don't remember what she did, just that she explained Eclipse was named after they saw an actual eclipse together a couple years ago. She'd fallen asleep and dropped the plush, so you had chased after them to return it.

Laura. The girl's name was Laura.

Is! Is Laura. This Pied Piper person wasn't murdering them, as far as the article said. The kids were just missing, and Laura disappeared---yesterday. She disappeared yesterday while you'd been at home daydreaming. No, it's fine. She's only recently gone and

You click on the other articles, a perverse sense of relief hitting you when you see the other four victims weren't kidnapped from the Pizzaplex, though you do recognize another name from an old roster and one of the boys is wearing a Roxy shirt. The oldest article, the twins, was almost two months ago. You didn't like what that probably meant, so you pushed the thoughts away. There was plenty more to worry about.

Like maybe that figure skulking about was the Pied Piper?

You leave the closet well after close, squinting as your eyes adjusted to actual light and not just being blinded by your phone. You check for Vanessa before making your way to the bathrooms by the daycare. Maybe there was some clue left behind?

It's quiet without the noise of the kids and parents and music all at once. Of course, it'd been like that before, but now, knowing that a child went missing, was kidnapped, here... or maybe you were just gone too many days in a row and forgot how it felt. You're just being paranoid. When you get to the bathrooms, you peek inside, then slip in, holding the door so it doesn't slam shut. The lights flicker on from your movement.

It's clean. Of course it is. The janitorial staff wasn't particularly large, but they always did a sweep at the end of the day. You don't know what you were expecting really. Crime scene tape? Those little number placards placed next to a puddle of blood? You probably should lay off the true crime for a bit, you decide, even as you check each stall. There's a wet floor sign hanging out in the far back, and you give him a little pat on the head. It's hard not to feel affectionate towards the little guys.

Would Sun and Moon be annoyed if you took one of the signs home with you both after the fire? Or maybe they're like guinea pigs and need more than one.

You're getting a little too distracted now.

At this last stall, you do actually notice something. The ceiling tile above the toilet is askew. Not much, just enough that you thought there was a bit of mold before you realized that it's just the blackness showing through. "Excuse me," you say to the sign, hearing its little wheels scrabble for purchase on the wet tile so it can watch you clamber onto the toilet and push the tile further out of the way. You have to take off your sweater and toss it up first before you can climb onto the metal pipe at the back of the toilet and pull yourself up.

You manage to support your weight on the tracks holding the tiles up, peeking down. "Don't tell anyone I'm up here, okay? This isn't dumb. Vanessa said there's someone sneaking around here and now there's a kidnapper. So maybe they set the fire. Maybe they're using the pizzaplex to track victims and they got greedy with Laura.

You try not to linger on the if I was working this wouldn't have happened. If Sun wasn't struggling, if if if

You also try not to think about the fact the daycare had been dark when you passe by again.

You turn the flashlight on your phone before dragging the tile back in place. It's dark now, musty smelling, and your heart is in your throat. You tie your sweater around your waist and start to crawl, looking for... something. You don't know what just yet. But you will.

[kit-williams]

Barn Anon. Thank you but I think I'm more comfortable being Anon. Just how I am I suppose? Either ways, I tried again to make something happier.

It's been a few days now since you left your parent's house. This is easily the longest sleepover you've ever had! Best day ever! or maybe best week ever would be more appropriate? You had never seen so many Salamanders before. You had seen other Space Marines before when your Salamander brought you along with him to what looked like a Space Marine hangout?

That place was so interesting, their armours all so different and colourful. You told your Salamander that they remind you of power rangers, getting a loud laugh in return. He had told you of the various legions and chapters, though you can't remember them all. Though it seems like they're all nice people! Or maybe it's because that particular hangout was frequented by those with fondness for humans.

Now however you find yourself following one of the other Salamanders through the large building. You had left your jacket in your room, you wouldn't need it here. the Salamanders keep their building nice and warm. He reaches down and picks you up, setting you on a tabletop that would give you a good view of a training pit.

There you see your Salamander out of armour fighting with another unarmoured Salamander. He and his opponent move so fast, it was almost a blur at some points. A large hand is carefully wrapped around your waist to make sure you don't fall. Your Salamander had told you how they train with each other and you were quick to ask if you could watch.

You swing your feet as you sit at the table's edge, you watch and cheer your Salamander on. Best sleepover ever.

You know what Barn Anon I can respect that and if you're more comfortable doing this then I wont stop you

this is gonna kinda long

Yes Sunny is a Terran born Night Lord you wanna fight about it?

Officer Riley looked over the missing child case though it looked like it was turning into a case of Astarte's linked abduction but all their parents knew was the Astartes in question was green. That didn't help... if it was a Dark Angel the kid could still be alive unless the feral astartes got a case of paranoia then that kid was as good as dead... if it was a death guard another case of they would have to find a body.

He sighs putting his head on the desk hearing the door open up and his space marine sits in his reinforced chair. Officer Riley was very aware of the Irony that was Suul... or as he called him Sunny to piss him off. He looked at the Night Lord sitting in the chair. Though he was what was called an "Old Breed" or "Old Stock" or even as Sunny said "Terran born". But still the Irony wasn't lost on him... a cop getting a Night Lord... but Sunny was stubborn to let the officer know that he was his charge and he was there to keep him safe.

"Something feels wrong Sunny. Did you learn anything from the Space Marines in the area?" He looked up at the Space Marine.

What left the Night Lord wasn't the typical Slavic accent that most others had but some weird what Officer Riley would call a Metropolitian accent, "Salamanda'" He said looking at his servos like he was looking at nails.

"A Salamander took them?"

"Ye' Left during the wolf's midnight patrol." Sunny had managed to get one Space Marine to at least talk with him. "Ya know there's a compound of them a bit of a trek away."

"Why would a Salamander take a child? They normally don't."

Sunny hums and nods before looking at him, "Why don't we go ask him."

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You were having so much fun! Only time that was boring was when your Salamander went and did his forge time but you would play on a tablet that the tech marine of the group gave you. You were starting to learn more and more.

BLARE

You jump at the alarm blare as suddenly you were picked up by a Salamander before you were given to your Salamander and then he and a few others moved you to a safe location. "What's happening?" You ask as your Salamander looks down at you.

"A feral space marine is in the area. The alarm wouldn't normally go off but since you are here... precaution." He says with a smile.

You lean against his arm just worried.

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"Sunny stop following me." Officer Riley said looking back at the Night Lord

"Fat chance. Ya might get yerself killed." Suul said he had little to fear from the Salamander's hurting his charge but he didn't know what else was around and that made the Night Lord paranoid because who knew what they knew.

"You just want to come along to translate for me don't you." Officer Riley says just looking at his large shadow just shrug.

"I've got big ears and Salamanders are big boys with big mouths... always useful to-" Suul started before he put himself in front of the officer as suddenly they were surrounded.

He holds his breath wondering how he didn't hear them approach but then again the snow did wonders to hide the noise but... he looks over their disrupted outlines of the large green giants. He looks over his shoulder at their massive weapons and on either side he sees two with flamethrowers aimed right at Sunny. Sunny was slowly putting his arms up and his hands behind his head getting to a knee to try and minimize the chance of his human getting hurt.

"My- my name is Officer Riley," He shows his badge out towards the most decorated looking Salamander, "We're looking for a kid. Their parents said they were grabbed by a feral Astartes and we were wondering if you knew of anything? Perhaps you found them?"

Sunny starts to translate before a gauntleted hand is held up, "I understand and speak their language."

"Well fuck me I guess." Sunny mumbles.

"Why don't you two come with us." The Salamander says as Riley hears the snow crunch behind him as they close in. "It is cold out."

"Alright thank you. Come on Sunny." Officer Riley says swallowing the sinking feeling in his gut. This was always the danger of dealing with "feral" Astartes they tended to group up into warbands or companies.

"We will not hesitate to kill the Night Lord." The Salamander speaks with finality in his voice.

"I will be on my best behavior on the Emperor's word." Suul promises causing the Salamander to hum.