#louis x gn reader

[youandmedead]

𝕽𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖝 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊 - 𝕷𝖔𝖚𝖎𝖘 𝖝 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

Warnings: Slight angst with fluff at the end, basic vampire stuff, not fully proof read

Synopsis: In which you finally manage to convince Louis to relax for a bit and cuddle with them

Notes: Not too sure if I’ve wrote Louis’ character correctly/ well 😅

Stress consumed him.

Everything felt far too difficult to deal with…all the murder, manipulation, the changes to his once mortal body. Nothing would ever be the same, the world as he knew it turned upside down.

So much was coursing through his mind, especially as he now has a new young addition to this strange collection of people who happened to be one in the same of the supernatural species known as vampires.

Guilt was another companion in addition to all of the stress burdening him. He allowed Lestat to turn yet another innocent soul on the street into such an awful creature as he. He truly felt pity and guilt for the young girl known as Claudia.

As Louis sat and contemplated his regrets and past mistakes, he failed to acknowledge the presence that lurked beside him.

This said figure, leaned in close beside him and spoke, "You're doing it again."

Startled, Louis jumped slightly enough for one to notice and turned to face the figure beside him.

"I do not know what you speak of (Y/n)." Sighed Louis.

(Y/n) moved to sit on the arm of the chair that one of their vampire companions rested upon. They put an arm around his shoulder and rested their head on his, whilst playing with his hair.

"You're getting in your head again my love...you can practically smell the guilt, the anger and the anguish on you."

He smirked spitefully, "Is that so?"

"It is...I grow worried about you Louis, more and more by the nights on our once mortal plane."

Louis abruptly arose from his seat, leaving (Y/n) to lose balance and fall to where he once sat.

"Why shouldn't I feel like this? I am guilty just as much as he is-"

"Still not using his name huh? ...he really must have gotten to you." They interrupted.

His head whipped round and Louis gave (Y/n) a stare straight through their now non-existent soul. He sped right in front of their form, still staring into their eyes.

(Y/n) chuckled, "I don't get threaten easily."

They placed a hand on Louis's shoulder and gave him a small smile, "You need to relax. The stress is consuming you Louis, please...even if you just lie down for a bit. Please, just relax for me."

His stare still remained upon them until his eyes softened and he sighed once more muttering several apologies. (Y/n) have him a light kiss on the forehead, "No need to apologise."

~

(Y/n) then began to lead Louis into the coffin room and opened up the lid. They were the first to lay down within it and then signalled for Louis to join them with open arms. At this point, for a reason they had an inkling of a clue as to why, Louis hesitated and just stood there intimidatingly, watching to see if they'd change you mind.

"Well?"

He sighed and sooner rather than later, climbed into the coffin alongside his significant other. Louis laid his head on their chest and wrapped his arms around their waist and sighed. Y/n then closed the lid of the coffin and in turn wrapped their arms around Louis, giving him a gentle and comforting squeeze. They gave a gentle smile and gave him a gentle kiss before they too drifted off into slumber, they felt grateful and less anxious now that they knew their partner was able to take a small break from his daily stresses

[teaaagan]

Mayonnaise

Y/N: What if mayonnaise came in cans? 

Louis: Well, that would suck because you can’t microwave metal. 

Clementine: Good morning to everyone except these two people

[haggamennon]

♡Light Shower♡

How He treats you and one of your dates:

Louis x Herbivore!GN!Reader (Romantic)

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(The Shishigumi Lions just being goofy and giving moral support to Louis)

TW: Fluff, Angst, and other things.

(not that much scary but if you feel uncomfortable reading, please, don't read)

Since you are a Herbivore, he would have maximum protection over you. He notice that tou were really shy near the other, he thought it was cute.

When the night comes, when everyone is sleeping, He spends hours talking to you on video call (even if you have been talking all day).

(he became more protective over you, and always keeps in touch with you, afraid of losing you).

To him, you are everything, he even told his dad that He won't need an arranged marriage because he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

If there's anyone bothering or even taking your attention away from him. He'd make sure to show the person that you're taken.

When there are any holidays or when it is weekend, you two decide to have a movie night. In my mind, I think he's a huge fan of cartoon (Since he lost half of his childhood with... you know what....My Poor Baby😭😭😭)

He would sit with you on his lap while watching it. If any climax happens, he'll start asking a thousand questions about it...

He even gave you a gift. Two necklaces, one with a padlock and the other with a key, they were really special for both of you.

He stayed with the padlock collar and you stayed with the key one. (He said it was because he only had eyes for you and wanted to show you that he would never leave or betray you, and he kept his promise)

TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression and fear.

When He got disappeared during the festival, you started getting anxious, you couldn't find him anywhere.

You texted and tried to call him with your phone, but nothing. After a some months that looked like years, He appears just to unenroll from school...

When He comes to your dorm, to give you one last goodbye kiss. But all He saw was you with red eyes and your cheeks fur all wet from crying. He just realized that he might have made a big mistake by leaving you behind, but He didn't have a choice...

For the past one hour, He spent it by hugging you and apologizing a lot in between the hug.

He kept the promise. He never took off the necklace, nor did you.

You were so sad and worried that you just were happy and relieved that he was safe. You cried during the hug, making the crook of his neck all wet from your tears.

He keep contact with you after he left. He promised to hangout with you during weekends.

He always spoil you with gifts and flowers (you dorm basically is a garden from how much He cares about you)

When He told you that he was the Boss of the Shishigumi, you almost freaked out. You knew they're a gang made of Lions and they eat meat.

You were waiting for an day to tell him about your number mark...

One of your dates:

It was Saturday, you have finished your homework and were leaving the bathroom after a nice bath, you notice there was a left message from your Boyfriend.

"Hey. Ready to go out for dinner and spend some time together?"

"Yep. I just left the bathroom, I'll put my clothes and meet you outside the school. Just 15 minutes and I'm there, See you there♡"

"Okay, I'll be waiting♡"

You put on a casual outfit and uses a perfume and other things just to look perfect to go out with him. You pick up a jacket, to keep your dorm keys and your School ID Card with you all the time. You headed outside the building and went to the gates of the school. When you exit the place, you saw an expensive car parked near the school, Louis was leaning against the car, waiting for you while he thought about something else.

"Hey Louis!" You make him jump a little, making him look in your direction and give a slight passionate smile. "Sorry for making you wait here, hehe..."

"That's alright. How are you doing, anything new at school?" He asked as he walks towards you and give you a soft kiss on your lips.

"Just the usual things... Oh, right, Els told me that a new member entered the Drama Club, she said he's a Dall Sheep. He's quite a teasing type of guy, most of the carnivores hate him already..." You giggle at the end of your sentence.

He let out a soft laugh. "Looks like they are already replacing me, that's good, to be honest." He opens the car door and waits for you to enter. "Shall we go? There are some people who have been wanting to meet you for a while."

"Should I be scared about it?" You make a joke about it as you enter the car and wait for him to enter the car, you notice that there's a Lion driving the car and you get a little more nervous but you wave it off. "Oh, by the way. Where did you want to bring me?" You look at Louis with a soft smile.

He gives a slight chuckle. "You will know when we arrive there~" He says in a teasing and excited tone as he closes the door and tells to the Lion to start driving to the destination. During the way, you two start talking about some things, about the school, about his business, and how each other looks beautiful on this night.

Once you two arrive, a Lion opens the door for both of you to exit the car, you look up at the building. "W-woah, this sure is a huge building."

"I know right" He chuckles. You two start heading inside and he leads you to a dining room, that is covered in decorations and the table only has meatless food, it seems that Louis ended up asking them not to show any kind of meat in front of you... " Welcome to our major criminal organization that controls the Black Market, The Shishigumi"

You notice some Lions walking into the dining room and they seem really excited to meet you. Louis gives them an angry look, maybe he has to maintain a serious and dominant posture to keep them in line. When they see the expression on his face, they seem to chicken out and leave, having left a few more dishes on the table.

"Let's start eating then, those Lions don't eat vegetables so we'll have to enjoy it while there's still time, haha." He sits near you and both of you starts eating.

When the two of you were done eating, some Lions came over and started clearing the plates from the table. You sit there and talk for a while. When it was already late, the two of you started walking towards the main hall.

When you were at the gates of the building. You started talking with him. "I really liked this date..."

"Did you? What was the best part of our date?" Both of you stop outside the building gates.

"I think the best part of this date was hanging out with you. Every time you're around, time seems to stop. What I mean is I enjoy every moment when I'm around you" You hug him, time seems to stop and neither of you wants to break the hug.

"Was that a declaration of your love for me?" He makes a joke and you laugh, he breaks the hug and now he's looking at you with a passionate look on his eyes.

"You can think of it that way if you want." You look at him with a smile. "I think it's a 'see you next Saturday'..." you start walking towards the car but you stop and turn towards him, you kiss him and start running towards the car. "See you some other day! I love you! Bye!"

Louis froze, not knowing how to react. In the background, inside the building, you can hear male voices celebrating, it seems that they were spying on you two from afar, haha.

His face become all red and he couldn't even say a word. He could only see you walking away, his heart started beating wildly, it felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest.

As you entered the car, there was a Lion with a happy face. He starts driving to Cherryton then he breaks the silence "Haha, He sure loves you" He compliments your relationship. "I'm glad you make him feel happy, he seemed quite sad before unenroll from school..."

"Thank you, I really hope he isn't making so much trouble with you guys, ehe" You say to him, with a gentle voice. You keep looking outside the window, seeing some stores still open. As you arrive to your destination you say goodbye to the Driver and walk inside the school gates.

Once you arrived to your dorm room. There was just you there, probably your roommates went to a party... You go to the bathroom and take a nice shower again, and put a shorts and one of Louis T-shirt (that you stoled from him and now it is your pajama).

Once you lay down the bed, you check your phone and you see a message left from Louis.

"Did you arrive safe and sound?" He texted to you

"Yes, thanks for taking me on this date, I loved it^^" You sent it to him.

"Good. I'm happy you liked it, now take a rest. I love you ♡" He sends you a photo of him on his bed, smiling at the camera. "If you dare send this photo to someone else I will kill you😒"

You reply "You look cute on this one, I'll put it as my cell phone's wallpaper♡" You start to slightly laugh about it. "I love you too♡ Goodnight, Bambi"

"Night, Sweetie♡" He replies your message and you put your phone away to charge it.

You look up, staring at the ceiling with a passionate smile on your face. You start thinking about how lucky you are from having a wonderful boyfriend. You start to feel sleep consume you, you end up falling asleep with a small smile on your face.

I hope it was nice enough to make your day a little better, took me 3 days to do it, cuz I'm lazy.... this was an Idea that I had, well then...

Byeee! 👋(Also, if you want any character, my door is always open for ideas, just ask me and I'll bring it to you all)

[princess-sof-time]

Valentine's Day

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─────

🄲🄻🄰🅁🄺 🄺🄴🄽🅃

The day began with the reader finding Clark in an enchanting location beside a serene lake. Clark was there, his smile warm and kind, wearing a casual outfit that enhanced his charming appearance.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Clark," said the reader, coming over and hugging him tenderly. "I'm really happy to be here with you."

Clark returned the hug with affection. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too," he replied, looking the reader in the eye. "I look forward to this special day with you. What do you have planned?"

The reader smiled, holding a small gift in his hands. "I prepared something special for us. Here's your gift."

Clark opened the present with enthusiasm, revealing a book he had always wanted to read. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that. Thank you, my love. I love that you are always attentive to my wishes."

The reader returned the smile, feeling happy for making Clark happy. "You deserve the best, Clark. Now, let's enjoy the day together."

As they walked along the shore of the lake, Clark and the reader talked about their feelings, their dreams and shared laughter and moments of intimacy. The connection between them was strong, and every word exchanged was filled with love and admiration.

Finding a quiet spot, Clark spread a blanket on the ground and revealed a lovingly prepared picnic. They sat together and enjoyed their food, enjoying each other's company and the beautiful view of the lake.

"This is an unforgettable Valentine's Day," Clark said, gratitude in his voice. "I'm happy to have you in my life. You've brought so much joy and love to me."

The reader held Clark's hand, looking at him tenderly. "And I am grateful every day to have found someone as special as you. You are my strength, my support and my inspiration."

Clark stroked the reader's face gently. "I love you beyond words. You complete me in ways I never thought possible."

As the sun began to set, coloring the sky in a vibrant palette of colors, Clark suggested that they take a walk along the lake. They walked side by side, sharing smiles and secrets as the night settled in.

Sitting on a bench, under the twinkling stars, Clark and the reader embraced, feeling the warmth of love between them.

"I never thought I'd find someone like you," said the reader, his voice full of emotion. "You are my hero, not just for your powers, but for your kind heart and the way you care about the people around you."

Clark held the reader's hands, looking him deep in the eyes. "And you are the most amazing person I've ever met. Your compassion, your inner strength and your unconditional love inspire me every day. I feel blessed to have you by my side."

They remained there, enjoying the peace and quiet of the moment, lost in the magic of that special night. As they watched the stars in the sky, the reader was grateful to share this intimate moment with Clark, knowing they were building a lasting love story.

"Clark, thank you for being my support, for loving and accepting me exactly as I am," said the reader, his voice cracking with emotion. "I couldn't ask for a better partner to face life by my side."

Clark smiled and caressed the reader's face tenderly. "I promise to always be by your side, to protect, support and love you unconditionally. You are the most important person to me, and my biggest wish is to make you happy."

As the night progressed, they got up from the bench and started walking back to where they started their meeting. The way back was lit by soft lights, creating a romantic atmosphere.

"Clark, my love, this Valentine's Day with you has exceeded all my expectations," said the reader, intertwining their fingers with his. "Thank you for making this day so special and for being part of my life."

Clark shook the reader's hand, conveying all the love and affection he felt. "I love you more than words can express. My heart is yours forever."

They continued to walk, together and full of hope for the future. Valentine's Day with Clark Kent was a day filled with love, togetherness and a true connection that transcended any obstacle. They knew they had found the perfect person to share their lives with and that their love would only grow with each passing day.

🄻🄰🄽🄰 🄻🄰🄽🄶

The day began with the reader finding Lana in a flower garden, where they had agreed to meet. Lana was there, with a radiant smile and a dress that enhanced her delicate beauty.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Lana," said the reader, walking over to her and enveloping her in a loving hug. "I'm so happy to be here with you."

Lana returned the hug tenderly. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too," she replied, looking into the reader's eyes. "I'm excited to spend this special day with you. What do you have planned?"

The reader smiled, holding a small gift in his hands. "I prepared something special for us. Here's your gift."

Lana opened the gift curiously, finding an elegant necklace. "It's beautiful! Thank you, my love," she said, placing the necklace around her neck. "Now, tell me, what else do you have planned?"

The reader smiled, offering his arm to Lana. "I've booked a whole day for the two of us. We're going to take a city tour, enjoy a romantic lunch, and then watch the sunset together."

Lana seemed delighted with the idea. "That sounds wonderful. I love exploring the city with you and creating new memories together. You always know how to surprise me."

As they walked through the city's busy streets, Lana and the reader shared laughter, secrets, and intimate moments. The connection between them was deep, and every step taken was filled with affection and affection.

Arriving at a cozy restaurant, they sat together at a reserved table. Lana looked around, marveling at the romantic atmosphere.

"This place is perfect," Lana said, smiling at the reader. "I'm so happy to be here with you, enjoying a delicious meal and sharing this special moment."

The reader held Lana's hand, looking into her eyes with wonder. "I couldn't be happier than I am right now. You bring so much light into my life and make me feel complete. I love you, Lana."

Lana smiled and shook the reader's hand. "I love you too. Your presence soothes me and makes me feel loved. Thank you for being that special someone in my life."

After lunch, they decided to walk through a quiet park. As they explored the trails together, Lana moved closer to the reader, wrapping her arms around him.

"I'm so happy to have you in my life," Lana said, Lana said, resting her head on the reader's shoulder. "You brought genuine happiness and true love to my journey. Every day with you is a wonderful adventure."

The reader gently stroked Lana's hair and whispered sweetly, "I can't imagine my life without you, Lana. You are my inspiration, my motivation, and the person who brightens my days. I love you beyond words."

Lana lifted her face and met the reader's eyes, conveying all the love and connection between them. "I love you with all my heart, and I'm excited to build an amazing future with you. You complete me in a way no one else can."

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Lana and the reader sat on a park bench, holding each other and enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

"We will always fight together, face challenges and build a unique love story", said the reader, with determination in his voice. "I promise to be by your side, supporting you in all your achievements and comforting you in difficult times."

Lana nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude. "I believe in us, in the love we share. Together, we can overcome any obstacle. Our love is a powerful force."

They remained embraced, watching the sunset as a promise of a bright future full of possibilities. Valentine's Day has become a special and unforgettable moment, marked by love and unity between the reader and Lana.

As night fell, they walked hand in hand, returning home with hearts full of gratitude and hope. The love between the reader and Lana would continue to grow and blossom, lighting up their lives with each passing day.

🄻🄴🅇 🄻🅄🅃🄷🄾🅁

The day began with the reader finding Lex at an elegant restaurant where they had agreed to meet. Lex was there, with a piercing gaze and an enigmatic expression, wearing an impeccable suit.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Lex," said the reader, approaching cautiously. "I'm happy to be here with you."

Lex regarded the reader with a slight smile. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too," he replied, maintaining an elegant posture. "I'm intrigued to know what you have planned for today."

The reader smiled, holding a small gift in his hands. "I prepared something special for us. Here's your gift."

Lex accepted the gift curiously, opening it meticulously. He found a rare book that aligned with his intellectual interests. "Interesting choice. Thank you," he said, putting the book in his pocket. "So what's the next step?"

The reader maintained his composure, suggesting a walk around the city to enjoy a contemporary art exhibition. "I thought it would be interesting for us to explore beauty and artistic expression together. What do you think, Lex?"

Lex looked at the reader, considering the proposal for a moment. "I suppose that's not a bad idea. Art has always been an intriguing way to explore the human psyche."

While walking through the art gallery, Lex and the reader observed the different works and exchanged impressions about them. They debated about the meaning of the pieces and shared unique perspectives.

"You have a keen eye for art," commented Lex, admiring the reader's knowledge and sensitivity.

"I like to explore different forms of expression," replied the reader, relishing the opportunity to share this moment with Lex. "It's fascinating how art can impact us in profound ways."

After the gallery visit, they decided to go to a quiet cafe to chat and enjoy a more intimate moment. Seated at a secluded table, they delved into discussions about politics, philosophy and the challenges of life.

"You are an intriguing person, reader," Lex said, leaning forward a little. "There's something about you that captivates me. Your intellectual curiosity and insight are refreshing."

The reader smiled, feeling a mixture of excitement and wariness. "I feel a special connection with you too, Lex. Despite our differences, I see something genuine and complex in your personality."

Lex contemplated the reader's words for a moment, looking puzzled. "Genuine and complex… interesting words to describe someone like me. Maybe there's more to me than people think."

The reader nodded, captured by the intensity in Lex's eyes. "I believe everyone has layers and stories that aren't always visible at first glance. I'm willing to explore who you are beyond the public image."

Lex smiled slightly, a trace of vulnerability blending into her features. "You are a unique person, able to see beyond appearances. It is a rare feeling to find someone willing to know the truth behind the masks we wear."

The remainder of the day was filled with deep conversations, where the reader and Lex shared their innermost fears, hopes and desires. With each moment, a deeper connection formed between them, transcending the adversities that could exist.

As night fell, Lex suggested that they walk through the lighted streets of the city. They walked side by side, exchanging whispered words through the night breeze.

"I didn't expect this Valentine's Day to be like this," Lex admitted in a sincere tone. "But I'm grateful to have had the opportunity to share it with you. It's an experience I'll remember."

The reader smiled, feeling his heart warm at Lex's words. "I too am grateful for this special night. We don't know what the future holds, but I do know that what we experience here and now is meaningful."

As they parted, Lex held the reader's hand with surprising gentleness. "Until next time, my intriguing reader. May we continue to explore life's mysteries together."

As the reader walked away, the feeling that something extraordinary had begun lingered in the air. Valentine's Day with Lex Luthor had been a mixture of fascination, tension and hope, an unexpected chapter in their intertwined lives.

🄻🄾🄸🅂 🄻🄰🄽🄴

The day began with the reader finding Lois at a busy cafe where they had arranged to meet. Lois was there, with a radiant smile and infectious energy, dressed in casual attire that enhanced her vibrant personality.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Lois," said the reader, approaching excitedly. "I'm so happy to be here with you."

Lois hugged the reader enthusiastically, returning the affection. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too," she replied, a twinkle in her eye. "I'm ready to embark on an adventure with you. What do you have planned?"

The reader smiled, holding a small gift in his hands. "I prepared something special for us. Here's your gift."

Lois excitedly opened the present, revealing a book of travel and adventure. "Wow! This is the perfect gift for me," she exclaimed, hugging the reader gratefully. "You always know how to surprise me, my love."

The reader returned the smile, feeling happy for making Lois happy. "You're adventurous and fearless, Lois. I wanted to find something that matched your unique personality. Now, let's start our own adventure."

As they walked through the streets of the city, Lois and the reader shared stories, laughs and exchanged glances full of complicity. The connection between them was strong, and every moment was filled with emotion and romance.

Finding a busy park, Lois suggested they participate in an impromptu basketball game with other people. The reader accepted the challenge, and together they dived into the competition, laughing and having fun like never before.

"You're incredible, Lois. Your free spirit and determination are contagious", praised the reader, as he picked up the ball and passed it to Lois.

She smiled, throwing the ball back with precision. "And you are brave and kind, my own personal hero. I am grateful to have you by my side."

After the competition, they decided to have a picnic in a quiet spot in the park. Sitting together on a blanket, they ate food, shared stories, and talked about their deepest dreams and desires.

"This is an unforgettable Valentine's Day," said Lois, looking into the reader's eyes with affection. "I'm happy to have you as my partner in all the adventures that life has in store for us."

The reader held Lois's hand, feeling a surge of love and gratitude. "I love you beyond words, Lois. You complete me and bring so much happiness into my life. I look forward to sharing many more adventures with you."

Lois smiled, her eyes sparkling with emotion. "I love you too, in a way I can't describe. You are my support, my inspiration and my life partner. I can't wait to see what the future holds."

As the sun set over the horizon, you and Lois held each other, feeling complete and full of love on that very special Valentine's Day. Together, they knew they would overcome any challenge and that their unique and powerful connection would guide them through all the adventures yet to come.

🄲🄷🄻🄾🄴 🅂🅄🄻🄻🄸🅅🄰🄽

Upon arriving at the agreed location, a quaint downtown cafe, the reader found Chloe sitting at a table, wearing a radiant smile that lit up the room. She was dressed in a casual yet elegant outfit that enhanced her natural beauty.

"You look absolutely stunning," said the reader, walking over to the table and taking Chloe's hands. "Happy Valentine's day, my love."

Chloe returned the smile and thanked her sweetly. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too, my dear. What do you have planned for today?"

The reader replied, holding a small gift in his hands. "I thought I'd start with something special. Here's a present for you."

Chloe opened the present with enthusiasm and found a delicate necklace with a heart-shaped pendant. "It's beautiful! I love it, thank you," she said, slipping the necklace around her neck. "Now, tell me, what else do you have planned?"

The reader smiled, taking a sip of his coffee. "Well, I've booked a whole day for the two of us. Let's take a walk through the park, enjoy a romantic picnic and then watch the sunset together."

Chloe looked thrilled at the idea. "That sounds perfect. I love the nature and tranquility of the park. And a picnic sounds like a great way to enjoy our time together. You've thought of everything."

As they walked through the park hand in hand, Chloe and the reader talked about their lives, their dreams and shared laughs and jokes. The connection between them was deep, and every moment was filled with complicity and love.

Arriving at a quiet, sunny spot in the park, the reader spread a towel on the ground and revealed a carefully prepared picnic basket filled with delicacies that Chloe loved. They sat together and enjoyed the food while taking in the surrounding scenery.

"This is one of the best Valentine's Days I've ever had," Chloe said, looking the reader in the eye. "You made everything so special and meaningful."

The reader smiled and took Chloe's hands. "I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me. You are my partner, my confidant and my true love. I am so grateful to have you by my side."

Chloe nodded, thrilled. "And I'm also grateful to have you. You support me, inspire me and make me feel loved every day. I couldn't ask for anyone better."

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in shades of gold and orange, Chloe and the reader embraced, enjoying the moment of tranquility and romance.

"It's such a pretty picture, isn't it?" Chloe said, her eyes fixed on the horizon. "It's like heaven is celebrating our love."

The reader smiled in agreement. "I like to think so too. Every day with you is a celebration, a constant reminder of how lucky we are to have found each other."

Chloe stroked the reader's face gently. "And I couldn't agree more. You fill my life in ways I never imagined. Your presence brings me joy and peace."

As night settled in, the reader suggested that they take a walk through the park, now lit by soft, romantic lights. They walked hand in hand, sharing laughter and secrets along the way.

On a bench under the light of a tree, Chloe and the reader sat together, enjoying the serenity of the moment. They exchanged looks full of tenderness and admiration, knowing they had found someone special to share their lives with.

"I love you," said the reader, with sincerity and emotion in his voice. "Today, on Valentine's Day, I want you to know how much you mean to me and how much I value our relationship."

Chloe smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I love you too. What we have is unique and special. You complete me in ways I never thought possible."

They embraced, sealing their love with a sweet kiss under the stars. At that moment, the world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them and the promise of a future full of love and happiness.

Valentine's Day with Chloe Sullivan was a memorable day, filled with romantic gestures, heartfelt dialogue and moments of deep connection. They celebrated their love in a unique way, creating memories that would last forever.

And so, as the night turned into a beautiful memory, Chloe and the reader returned home, their hearts full of love and gratitude for having found each other on such a special Valentine's Day.

🄾🄻🄸🅅🄴🅁 🅀🅄🄴🄴🄽

The reader wakes up on Valentine's Day with a feeling of excitement and anticipation, knowing that he will be spending a special day with his beloved Oliver Queen. Oliver is a brave and passionate man, and the reader is looking forward to celebrating his love on this special day.

They decide to start the day with a romantic breakfast. The reader sets a table with fresh fruit, pancakes, and orange juice as Oliver looks on with a charming smile. They sit together, sharing laughter and cuddling, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

After breakfast, they decide to do an outdoor activity together. Oliver, who loves sports, suggests a hike to a trail with a beautiful panoramic view. As they walk hand in hand, the reader takes the opportunity to connect with Oliver on a deeper level, talking about their feelings, dreams and plans for the future.

During the walk, the reader surprises Oliver with small romantic gestures, such as stopping to admire the sunset together or presenting him with a personalized bracelet. These gestures demonstrate the reader's love and dedication to Oliver, making him feel loved and special.

Upon returning from their walk, they decide to spend the afternoon in a park, where they can relax and enjoy each other's company. As they sit on the grass, Oliver takes the reader's hand and says tenderly, "You are the light of my life, and every day with you is like a dream come true."

The reader smiles, feeling the warmth of Oliver's love. "Being with you is a blessing, Oliver. I feel inspired and loved every moment with you."

In the evening, the couple decides to have a romantic dinner at an elegant restaurant. Oliver reserves a table overlooking the city, where they can enjoy an exquisite meal by candlelight. During dinner, Oliver looks deeply into the reader's eyes and says, "You make me a better man, and I'm grateful to have you by my side. My heart is yours."

The reader feels the love overflow and responds with emotion, "Oliver, you are my hero. Your strength, courage and kindness inspire me to be the best version of myself. I love you."

After dinner, Oliver surprises the reader with tickets to a concert by the couple's favorite band. As they watch the show together, they dance and sing to their favorite songs, feeling the energy of the music enveloping them.

At the end of the night, Oliver guides the reader to an overlook overlooking the city. They hold each other, watching the city lights as they share words of love and gratitude. The reader feels complete with Oliver, knowing that he has found his true love and life partner in Oliver Queen.

As the sky darkens and stars begin to dot the sky, Oliver gently holds the reader's face and whispers words of heartfelt love. "You are the reason my heart beats faster, my love. I can't imagine my life without you. You brought light and happiness to every corner of my being."

The reader, moved by Oliver's words, smiles and hugs him tenderly. "You are my safe haven, Oliver. By your side, I find courage and support to face any challenge. Our love is a force that drives us to be better together."

Involved in the magical moment, the reader and Oliver share a passionate kiss under the glitter of the stars, sealing their love and commitment to each other. In that moment, the world around them seems to disappear, leaving only the love and deep connection they share.

As they return home hand in hand, the reader and Oliver know that Valentine's Day was an unforgettable celebration of their shared love. Every gesture, word, and shared moment further strengthened their special bond. They know that together they will face whatever challenges life may bring, and that their love will continue to grow and blossom.

The reader falls asleep that night with a heart full of gratitude and happiness, knowing he has found his true love in Oliver Queen. Valentine's Day has become a precious memory, a chapter in your love story that will continue to be written with affection, care and complicity over the years.

May your love continue to blossom and may each Valentine's Day be filled with love, joy and special moments with Oliver Queen.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─────

[tinkerleaf]

Housework

So this little fic was something I wrote in like 2021 with the help of Dreamily, but I loved it too much not to share. I love MtP and had to put something on my blog for it. I also didn't mean to make Moran sound dumb lol. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Synopsis: Moran can't stand to do chores, and Louis can't stand him. The reader tries to save the day. gn reader Pairings: Sebastian Moran/reader/a little bit of everybody Words: 830 Genre: fluff? comedy? lighthearted Warnings: none that I can think of.

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Sebastian was truly a ditz when it came to chores. You had caught Louis scolding him for not helping around with the housework numerous times and couldn’t help but laugh.

Louis was very strict in his expectations and how he ran things, but it made you so happy to know that Sebastian was attempting to do his chores for once.

Normally, he asked Fred or you to do them, which you hated. Especially when you have your own things to do.

But this time? This time, you felt bad about telling him off. As for Louis? He was ecstatic.

You went inside William’s office to pick up some needed papers to finish writing up for his next mission. Unsurprisingly, you found him asleep upon opening the door. He typically fell asleep in strange places all the time due to exhaustion, and you really couldn’t blame him. You could see how often William had been working recently, so it made sense for him to find refuge in such a quiet room. You didn't dare wake him.

However, what did wake him was the sound of glass breaking from downstairs. He jolted awake and was almost startled seeing you there in front of his desk. You two maintained eye contact briefly before he finally spoke, “What was that noise?”

You sighed, “I’m not sure, but if I were to guess, Sebastian dropped another frame.”

He stared at you for another moment giving you a small smile, “Never a dull moment in this house, is there?”

“Not really, no.”

With that said, he got up and left the room as you followed suit. You went through the hallway and down the steps leading to the foyer. Sebastian was standing near the staircase looking down at Louis with fear in his eyes. His hands were above his head and guilt was written all over his face.

Looking down beside the two, you saw the shattered picture frame dispersed on the floor. You rolled your eyes, “You know, I didn’t want to be correct.”

Sebastian whipped around to look at you, “It was an accident! Honest! Louis told me to dust the frames and I did!” He lowered a hand to the back of his neck, “And then it fell…”

Louis stepped forward, “Well, you can't put it back together, right?” He looked directly at Sebastian and then at you, “You can't always ask one of us to fix your problem. We don’t care how it happened. You need to clean the mess, Moran! It’s a simple task.”

“Fine, fine.” The large man muttered before stepping back towards the closet.

You sighed and began to walk away from the scene when Louis stopped you. “Wait! Come here for a second.” You followed him to the kitchen. When you both were inside, he closed the door and turned to you. “I cannot take this anymore.” He pushed his glasses back.

Rather than responding, you simply nodded.

“He does this every time I ask him to do something.” He took out his handkerchief and dabbed it across his forehead. “He does this for attention, you know? But it’s never enough.”

You heard the closet door reopen.

His eyebrows furrowed and sighed, “Please…” He put a hand on your shoulder, “Do something about that stupid man.”

You gave him a nod before heading back to find Sebastian sitting on the couch.

“What are you doing?” You asked annoyed.

He turned to look at you, “Oh!” Before he could say anything else, you crossed your arms and glared at him. He stood up and began picking up the pieces of the frame.

Once they were all gone, you shook your head. “Do I have to watch over you all the time to make sure you do what you’re supposed to do? I only hope you’re not like this on missions.”

He snapped his head up, “No! Of course not!”

“Then why are you letting this go on?”

“Because I hate it when he tells me what to do…and it’s fun to watch him get pissy over little things.”

You scoffed, “There’s no way that’s it.”

“And why not?”

“Because that’s stupid!”

He narrowed his eyes at you, “I thought you were on my side.”

“I’m not on anyone’s side! It’s just,” you paused. “Look, just try to make it less obvious that you’re making fun of him. He doesn’t deserve it. He’s stressed enough as it is. And stop throwing your chores to Fred!”

“Fred doesn’t mind.”

“That doesn’t make it right! Stop it!”

He opened his mouth and then closed it. “I understand.”

“Alright. Now let’s get back to work.”

The rest of the night passed without any further incidents, though Sebastian did drop a wine glass or two while Louis was gone.

As you were putting away the dishes after dinner, you heard a loud crash coming from upstairs, followed by yelling.

‘Damnit.”

[arseanlupin]

How would the Shishigumi react to meeting thier significant others family for the holidays? Well might as well write a headcanon about it! ( I also included Louis) Enjoy!

Meeting your family for the holidays

Ibuki

Just thinking about meeting your family makes him nervous.

He'll probably bring a gift for your parents as to make a good first impression.

Hell definitely dress nicely for the occasion and will clip his nails as short as possible.

When you get their he's very tense and nervous and trys to hide it.

Once he starts talking with your family he becomes much more calm and happy.

You're family will be all over him and ask many questions that you might have to help Ibuki with.

You might have to remind him of everyone's names and who people are too.

Free

He's very nervous, and trys his hardest to avoid going entirely.

Hell try making excuses like, "I'm not feeling great babe" or "I've got a work thing tonight".

Once you convince him to go he'll try to dress nicely but you might have to help him out a bit.

When you arrive Free's much more nervous than before but your family will be very welcoming of him.

He'll be very talkative and your family will love him almost as much as you do.

He quickly becomes the star of the show.

Dolph

He isn't nervous about meeting your family but he definitely is thinking about it a lot.

He doesn't want to mess this up because your so important to him.

He'll probably bring a bottle of wine for the dinner (preferably red wine).

Some of his family may ask about his scar wh ih can make him feel a bit self conscious.

You might have to help him deflect there questions.

Agata

He's nervous with out a doubt and has a hard time hiding it from you.

He'll over think a lot so you'll definitely have to reassure him He'll be okay.

Once you get their he's still very nervous and when he starts talking to your family he's still a bit nervous.

You might have to do a little more talking for him than when your family asks questions.

Miguel

He tries to not stress himself or you out when getting ready to meet your family by not thinking about it too much.

Like most lions he prides himself on his mane and makes it very nice for the dinner

When you get their Miguel introduces himself to everyone.

The more he talks to your family the more he gets nervous but is very good at hiding it.

During th dinner he might be shaking his foot due to his nerves.

You might have to take him out for a bit of a break here and there.

Sabu

He's quite nervous about meeting g your family mainly due to his bandana.

He tries his best to remember everyone's names before getting to your family's place.

When you do arrive you Sabu tries to talk a lot with your family to get to know them.

He does get a few questions from your family about his bandana to which he tries his best to avoid.

If your family member is a bit pushy about the bandana you might have to step in.

Jinma

He's more excited than nervous when thinking about meeting your family.

He decides to bring gifts for your family as to show that he cares about this very much.

He doesn't really have any reason to be nervous.

When you get their Jinma tries to at least talk to everyone their once or twice.

He also helps set up the table.

Dope

He tries to keep his feelings of nervousness under control and is pretty successful.

He does talk to you about these feelings and confronts them head on with you.

When you arrive at your family's place Dope tries to help your family with the dinner

Whether its cooking, cleaning, setting up the table, he would help with anything.

Like Sabu He does get a lot of questions about his scar but is able to easily deflect them.

Hino

Unlike most of the Shishigumi hes not nervous at all.

He makes himself as presentable as possible which doesn't take him very long due to his already great looks.

When you get their your family will be astonished by his looks.

Because he uses his social skills so much for work your family will love him instantly.

Your family will definitely want to take as many photos of him as they can.

They'll definitely compare Hinos looks to celebritys.

Louis

He be a bit nervous but he'll be able to deal with it much better than others.

Like Ibuki he'll bring a gift for your family and expect it to be quite fancy.

Because of his well known status your family will be all over him and ask many questions.

He'll be very polite and courteous when talking with your family.

He'll really enjoy meeting your family and even tell you so.

[itsprashimusic]

After so long (famous!male singer x gn!reader)

A/N - just something i wrote quickly on the app. wanted to update since its been nearly a week. you can imagine any male singer in this but i wrote this with Louis Tomlinson in mind. kinda been wanting to write something for him and/or 1D lately so, gave this a shot. also ik that this gif has women in it, but it really matched what this blurb is gonna feel like sooooo anyhoo, happy reading! <3

- prashi

mastlist is pinned

You lay on the fluffy carpet, back against the sofa where you were reading one of the new books your boyfriend bought for you. You were so engrossed in it you didn't hear a set of keys jingling in the lock and the door opening.

Only when you felt a presence near you did you realise someone was standing next to you. It was your boyfriend. He was on a nearly year long tour. You could only think of him the entire day and was able to distract yourself with great difficulty, by reading a mystery book.

Upon seeing him you threw your book aside, jumping up to hug him. You felt tears in your eyes and let them fall. Sure you'd text each other, video call etc but there is something different about the person being there physically.

Its not something that easily explainable, but if I have to, its like missing a part of you. You don't know how much you crave that person in your life until they are no longer there. And when they are with you, only then do you realise how much their absence affected you.

The empty home, the piano getting dusty, the broken guitar string you have no idea how to change (p.s. you broke it), the silence, all of that is about to fade away with just the coming home of your partner.

Putting his head on top of yours, he kisses your head. Holds you close, rubs your cold arms to warm them up. "I missed you so much, darling," he said while still holding you.

"I missed you too love, so much."

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[frickingnerd]

yandere louis

pairing: louis x gn!reader

tags: stalking, yandere

louis always watches you from afar, observing your every move, yet he is too shy to actually approach you

what if he'll mess up and say the wrong thing? what if you end up hating him? 

no, observing you from a distance is the safer option for now! 

he'll learn more about you this way, so when he'll eventually approach you in the future, he'll know just what to say to you

you are always surrounded by people, so louis can easily observe conversations with you and learn from them

while he purposefully decides to keep his distance from you, he still likes to imagine himself in the position of the ones you are talking to

he wishes he was one of them, one of the people you smile and talk to

he hates those people for having you in their life, while he just gets to watch…

but louis is sure that one day, when he studied you for long enough, he'll finally be able to approach you as well

and once he does, he's certain you'll fall madly in love with him, just like he had fallen madly in love with you…

[vyloy]

Can I request Soft!Louis from Moriarty the Patriot with a shy reader doing it for the first time? I have been craving for this 😈😈 You can make the reader g/n if you like

Louis James Moriarty

╰┈➤ tw: none, gn reader

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You were a dearest friend to the youngest Moriarty brother, keyword 'were', it all started when you first met him on the streets of London, he seemed to be struggling with the bags so you, despite your shy demeanor, offered to help, "thank you..", he mumbled under his breath, just enough for you to hear, you gave a slight nod of acknowledgment and walked beside him all the way to the Moriarty Manor, you had seen them a few times due to their noble status. He went in and gestured to you to do the same and you obliged, the Manor was huge compared to your small apartment, you were honored to see such a beauty, "you can place them over here", the blonde said, setting his bags on the kitchen counter. Just as you were about to turn around, Louis asked you, "would you like to have some tea? as a thanks..", you nervously fiddled with your fingers, at the end you decided to decline, knowing one way or another you'll have to meet his other brothers, you couldn't handle all the attention being on you.

About a month after the incident happened, your life continued normally, you would sometimes get reminded of the handsome man who offered you tea but you stupidly rejected his offer, you would find yourself watering plans and mumble to yourself about how stupid you were.

Today you were out in the city, it wasn't very common for you to go out but some of your friends had urged you to go out every once in a while and interact with people so you begrudgingly did. You decided to just grab a pretzel and sit on the city bench before going home, that counts as going out, right? You did also interact with the baker who gave you said pretzel so it wasn't breaking any 'rules' your friends had set up. You looked up at the sky, it was a bit grey, "I should have brought an umbrella..", you said to noone in particular, a bit frustrated at yourself as your place wasn't for another couple miles, having to run in the rain wasn't ideal, just as you thought about it, a raindrop plopped down on your lap, "great..", you sighed deeply before the rain began to pick up, you tried running to your place but after a couple minutes, you decided to just take shelter at a bakery until the rain went away, there were people staring when you went into the bakery, making you embarrassed and turn around to see another customer, Louis.

"Sir Moriarty..!", you unconsciously said, "I remember you, great to see you again..", "Y/n L/n", his face softened upon hearing your name, "Mx L/n", he paused after realizing you were all wet, "oh dear, what happened?", a nervous look appearing on his face, "long story, i just ran in the rain, well tried, as you can see", "here, i'll escort you to your place", he grabbed your hand with one hand and the other held an umbrella, you just accepted the kind gesture. The two of you walked to your place in an awkward silence, you were too shy to start a conversation and tried to cover yourself with your hands, Louis didn't push any conversation so that was a relief for you.

When you arrived home, you immediately went to grab a towel before urging Louis to come in, "Thank you for helping me..", you mumbled, "It's nothing, you helped me once and i repayed you", your lips curled into a smile, the two of you were going to get along nicely whether you knew it or not.

Now let's move on to the present, in the present day, Louis is none other than your boyfriend, a sweet and soft boyfriend who loves caring for you even if you don't need it, but you do appreciate whenever he helps you communicate with people, he knows how shy you are and doesn't mind it at all, infact he loves that!

Even after 4 months of dating, the two of you still haven't done anything too far, you wanted to drop some hints you wanted to try something different, no way were you going to straight up tell him, that's too embarrassing.

"Y/n, there's something I wanted to ask you..", Louis said, sitting on the bed and being uncomfortably far from you, "y-yes?", you were nervous, what if it's bad news?, "I've been wondering...can we do it?", you could see his ears flush a deep red, "oh?oh..!", you also turned red, were you dreaming?. The silence was loud before you inevitably broke it, "sure..", your voice was quiet but in this silence, it could be heard, Louis turned around to face you, a look in his eyes that signalled that he wanted it now, he went over to you, grabbing your face and kissing you deeply, "god..you're so cute", he suddenly said, making you shy away a bit as he starts to take off your clothes, you covered your face just a bit, letting yourself peak at Louis.

He starts to kiss up your legs and thighs, leaving a few hickies, he was good at this for sure, "Louis..", "yes darling?", he looked up at you, "more, i want more".

His hands all over your body, exploring your hole while his other hand pinched your nipple, "you're doing so good..", he whispered, affirming you, "ah..that's ah! so good!", you couldn't help moaning, it was pleasureful, "tell me if it hurts okay..?", your leg on his shoulder as the other on his side, lining up with your entrance, you nodded before he pushed in, letting you adjust as every inch of his cock went inside, the two of you moaned in pleasure, "so tight, so good", he kept saying. His cock was all in you, a bulge appeared on your stomach, you gave it a gentle touch, shivering at the thought of it being your boyfriend's cock so deep inside of you, "move..", and with that, he began to thrust into you slowly and gently, not wanting to hurt you. You covered your face with your hands but Louis held your hand, giving it a firm grip and reassuring you, "I eant to see your beautiful face", made you even more flustered, "I'm going to move faster alright?", you nodded and his thrusts quickened just a bit to the point he wasn't hurting you but it was more pleasureful than before.

"I'm cumming!", Louis said, knowing you were also about to release, "Ah, agh!", you moaned out, feeling yourself drip with cum both from your tip and from your hole, Louis pulled out, leaving your hole dripping with more cum than you could ever imagine, he layed down beside you, brushing your cheek with his hand, looking at you lovingly, "you did amazing, i love you y/n", you smiled tiredly, "I love you too Louis", he then got up, preparing a warm bath for you, to clean you up and make sure you weren't aching, god you loved him.

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Taglist: @secretivemessenger @devilswhore-emrys @scarilygorgeous

[king-bee-sting]

I have a cold… so how would Louis take care of his s/o with a cold? (If you could do gender neutral that would be lovely 😊)

Format: Drabble

Pairing(s): Louis Amamiya

Warnings: none

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Louis x Sick! GN! Reader

Normally Revenants don't get sick. Usually their BOR parasite should keep their bodies at peak efficiency. However it seems even the BOR struggled to fight a common cold after a long trip to the Ridge of Frozen Souls. It sucked. After so many long years of never getting sick, you had become unaccustomed to illness. Your head pounded and your sinuses were sore. You had this chill down your spine that never seemed to dissipate no matter how many blankets you pile on.

"No more blankets, (Y/n)," Louis chided as he entered your room. In his hands he held a steaming mug and a book. "You may feel cold but you're running a fever."

You groaned as he placed his items on the desk and began folding the topmost blanket off your body. Gripping the next layer, you shot him a look, challenging him to a tug-of-war as he tried to cool you off. With a soft smile he yanked the cover out of your hands and threw the discarded blankets onto an unoccupied chair. Now under a single blanket, you curled up, attempting to warm your frozen bones.

"Here, this should help," Louis offered you the mug, holding it just out of your reach to tempt you out of hiding.

"Can't believe I got sick..," you grumbled, sitting up and wrapping your last blanket around your body. Gratefully accepting the drink, you took a deep whiff, the smell of warm tea flooding your aching body with a sense of tranquility.

"We're immortal, dear, not indestructible," Louis chuckled, gently sitting next to you with his book cluched in his arm. Stretching out and wrapping an arm around you, he opened to the first page.

"Is this a new one?" You asked, leaning into his slender frame and taking another sip of your warm beverage.

"Yes, I found it while out scavenging for supplies. It seemed interesting so I picked it up."

Skimming over the title you determined it was a romance novel. Something you never anticipated about Louis, and certainly didn't suspect, was that he was an absolute sucker for sweet and kissy books in-between his research. You didn't get into the habit of reading them too until you grew closer with the Amamiya. And soon it became a common ritual during times of peace or rest to sit together and read through these kinds of books.

As the night wore on, the pages flipped and your mug emptied, creating a soft and quiet atmosphere, easily distracting you from your cold as Louis' smooth voice read out the word on the page, never stopping even as your eyes drooped.

Really hope you enjoy this ! Sorry it's taken me so long ! 💕

[that-one-stag]

I missed you

Y/n’s Pov

It had been a few weeks since I saw Louis. He had been busy with his press tour for pistols and I was busy with school. It was currently 7pm and I was just laying in bed scrolling through tiktok when I got a notification from Louis.

Lou😚

Hey love

Heyyyyy

Whatcha doing?

Watching tiktoks, hbu?

Well I was hoping you

Could come over so we can

watch Netflix

Oooh I love that idea!!

Great, could you come in 10?

Okayyyyy!! See you soon<3

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I quickly ran to my closet and put on some fuzzy socks, I had black sweatpants and one of Louis sweatshirts on. I got my phone and left saying goodbye to my mom. I reached Louis’ house and Millie let me in. I hugged her and asked her where Louis was and she said he was in his room. I made my way up the stairs to Louis room and knocked. ‘Come in!’ I heard him say and I opened my door to see him laying in his bed, looking at his tv. ‘Hi Lou!’ I said. ‘Hey’ he said lowly. ‘Is everything okay?’ ‘Yeah, everything is okay. How are you?’ He said but I knew he was lying, I let it slide since I hadn’t seen him in forever and didn’t wanna argue. ‘I’m good! I just missed you so much and school has been a little stressful but it’s fine.’ ‘Oh well I missed you too! So what do you wanna watch?’ He asked me. ‘Ummmm how about superstore, have you seen it yet?’ ‘No, I haven’t heard of it before’ ‘Oh my- Louis Patrick James partridge you must watch it, it’s only like one of the best sitcoms!’ ‘If you say so’ he said shrugging and putting it on.

After watching the first episode I noticed Louis was all tensed up and he looked pale. ‘Hey Lou are you sure you’re okay? You look pale.’ He tried to say something but as soon as he opened his mouth he let out a big cough and ran to the bathroom, me following close after. He started coughing really loudly and started puking. I patted his back and tried to calm him down. ‘It’s okay, it happens just let it all out.’ He stopped after a few seconds and his face and eyes were red and tears on the verge of dropping. He splashed his face with water and dryed it with a towel. He looked at me as a tear left his eye, I knew he hated being sick ‘don’t cry bub! It’s gonna be fine, I’m here and I’m gonna take care of you.’ I said pulling him into a hug. He left soft sobs in my neck and I just let him stay there for a minute, pulling away I said ‘Go lay down and I’ll get some medicine okay.’ I said and then went to get the meds. I returned with some cookies, medicine and a thermometer. ‘101, it says 101. Here eat this!’ I said handing him a cookie. He refused to eat. ‘Babe you can’t take medicine on an empty stomach.’ He finally ate it and then I handed him some water and a tablet. He looked at it for a minute and then put it in his mouth and swallowed it with water. ‘Do you need anything?’ ‘Cuddles’ he whined. ‘Okay then, but if you need anything you tell me okay?’ ‘Mhmm’ he hummed as he pulled me closer, entangling our legs. ‘Do you wanna continue watching or no’ I asked. ‘I’d like the background noise if that’s fine’ he mumbled against my neck. ‘Of course it is!’ I said as I pressed play. A few minutes later small adorable snores were heard and I looked down and saw Louis sleeping. I placed a kiss on his forehead ‘I love you bubba, get well soon’ I whispered. I have to admit, he looks cute even when he’s sick.

[what-the-stories-have-foretold]

17th Day: Please give me cookies

Navi

Heizou x gn!reader, Louis Moriarty x gn!reader

Advent Calendar

Warnings: reader can't bake in Louis' part

Wordcount: about 200-300 each

“C´mon now, dear partner. We have no time to lose! Crime doesn´t rest, and neither do we – well, we will, just after this case is closed.”

“We could rest now? I´m tired. And it´s cold-” you tried, but to no avail. Your boyfriend shook his head, smiling fondly at you, and grasped your hand to drag you with him.

“Not when the case is getting this interesting. I couldn´t dream of stopping now. Could you?”

You wanted to grumble something in response, but you couldn´t lie, the excitement in his voice drew you in. Just like every time.

“Now...what? We´re asking the cook?"

He grinned at you.

“There you are. I knew there was a reason I liked you at first sight.”

“Intuition?” you snorted.

“Yup. You´re such a wonderful addition to my intelligence. I can only imagine how many wonderful cases I will solve in the future with you by my side,” he told you as he led you through the streets of Inazuma. You briefly asked yourself if he was aware of his thumb caressing the back of your hand.

“And besides, dear partner, my intuition tells me that the cook has prepared some cookies.”

He laughed when your steps increased.

You were definitely doing something wrong. Sneakily, you glanced over into Louis´ bowl. Yes, you were doing something terribly wrong.

“Louis?” your voice came out meekly.

“What is it, my love?” He turned to you. “Oh my go- What on earth are you doing?”

“I don´t know,” you whined, watching as he took your bowl away from you to see if there was anything he could do to salvage the dough.

“I…I think I killed it,” you whispered, and he nodded.

“Such a waste,” he sighed, setting the bowl to the side. “I believe it really would be better for you to simply watch me, alright my love?”

You nodded, albeit pouting.

“Don´t look at me like that, my dear, I won´t be able to resist your lips like this.” He stuttered, flushing when your pout intensified, not quite recognising the amused glint in your eyes. “Well – then-“ he shook his head. “You may help me cut out the biscuits,” he conceded, quickly turning away from you to hide the red on his face. You hid your giggle behind a hand, before embracing Louis from behind. He tensed, but as you pressed your cheek against his back, murmuring words of endearment, he started to relax and continued working on the cookies, a smile on his lips.

[ryuryuryuyurboat]

8 letters, 3 words!

synopsis: confessions are tricky.

genre: fluff

characters: lyney x gn! reader

warnings: modern (college) au, reader is referred to in 2nd person, navia + lynette cameo

a/n: hehe hi @ariicandy! i'm your secret admirer for @ecrin-de-litterature's kiss don't tell event :> hope you like this gift hehe happy valentine's!! likes, reblogs and comments highly appreciated!!

©2024 ryuryuryuyurboat. do not repost, translate, plagiarise, or modify in any way, shape or form.

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“oh my, y/n, you really do have expensive taste.” navia grins at you from across the table. “did you win the lottery, or something?”

you huff. “no, i found them on my table.” the second you open the lid of the (previously) beautifully decorated tin box, the sweet fragrance of macarons wafts into your nostrils— you almost miss the way your friend’s jaw drops as she openly gapes at the treats. 

“what?” 

“you… er, well, do you know what those are?” navia gleefully looks between you and the macarons.

there’s a soft clink as lynette sets down her teacup. “5 bucks they have no clue,” she bets, earning a soft “tsk” from you and a smug navia crossing her arms as she leans back in her chair. 

“of course i do! they’re macarons! hey–” you protest, as navia dissolves into giggles and lynette sighs, “hey– listen, listen, i may have flunked midterms but that doesn’t mean i—stop laughing!—that doesn’t mean i don’t know a sweet treat when i see one, okay!”

lynette leans forward, an odd glint in her eyes. “these aren’t your ordinary macarons, you know. there’s only one bakery that sells them like this, and people queue for hours just so they can get their hands on one of these– they only sell eleven boxes each day, mind you. it’s like you’re saying your louis vuitton is just some random bag you picked off the streets. a single box can quite literally cost you the skin of your a–”

you cut her off. “i think we know what you mean, just take some if you wanna try ‘em, okay?” 

“still, who’d gift you something so expensive?” navia muses, chewing on the lemon macaron she’d nicked while you weren’t looking. 

“probably the same mystery guy who gave me that plushie bouquet the other day, and then those chocolates from yesterday, and also probably that box of pâte de fruits…” you hum in thought, utterly oblivious to your friends’ astounded gazes.

“...y/n, i think you might have a secret admirer.” 

“wha– hey, wait! what was with that tone when you said ‘who’d give me something that pricey’? you tryna say i’m not worth those?!?”

laughter echoes across the empty cafeteria as you lunge at navia and screech something about wanting her to return the macaron. none of you notice the pair of periwinkle eyes fixed on your figure from afar.

—

“ooooh, does someone have a secret admirer~?” navia peeks over your shoulder at the white envelope lying innocently on your desk. “y’know,” she continues, unfazed by your side-eye, “if it’s the same guy that got you those macarons, maybe you should consider getting–”

“shut up,” you grumble, feeling your ears heat up, “i don’t even know who gave me all these.” 

“do people not normally sign their names somewhere?”

“just the initials.” you unfold the enclosed paper, pointing to the very bottom, where the letters LS were printed. “who’s that supposed to be? lonely spirit?”

you don’t see a certain someone’s eyes dim when you don’t bother reading the letter and shove the envelope into your bag.

—

13 february. 7 days since you started receiving letters. 7 days since you got your first plushie bouquet (how the sender knew your favourite blooms and even your favourite character was a mystery you had yet to solve). and 1 day before valentine’s. 

the letter you got today was way simpler than the flowery words that filled the pages from before:

3 boxes, 8 letters. think you’ll be able to figure it out, ma chérie? that’s the key to your last gift.

(hint: the way each letter starts is important. good luck♡)

“the way each letter starts?” lynette shrugs, “no idea. probably something like the first letter of the first word.”

“lynette,” you begin, “you’re a genius!”

one problem, though. you only received 5 letters. oh, well, didn’t hurt to try, right?

“let’s see…” you lay out the letters on the table, trying hard to ignore the contents that made you blush so furiously in the safety of your bedroom. “u, l, v, o, i, e…” you mutter, before navia gives you a light shove.

“no way it’s taking you so long, isn’t it already so obvious?”

“???”

“rearrange the letters—where’s my pen— and what do you get?”

you stare mutely at the letters. “...i love u.” you read, before you’re hit with a realisation.

“wait– boxes are containers, and then words are like containers for letters– and then, and then… and then i love you makes up eight letters in three letters! i’m a genius!”

“if you’re such a genius, you should’ve noticed a certain someone staring at you.” lynette nods at a point behind you, “go get your man, y/n. i don’t wanna hear complaints about being single for valentine’s.”

you turn– and there stood lyney snezhevich, in all his glory, a bouquet in his hand. he offers you an apprehensive smile as he extends his arms for you to accept the flowers—your final gift— and averts his eyes. 

“seems you’ve managed to crack the code, ma chérie. now, then, if you hadn’t known from the letters… will you be my valentine?”

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[freak-accident419]

You Can’t Spell ‘FWB’ without ‘Friend’

Derek Danforth x GN!Reader

Summary: Ever since the night before, you and Derek had become best friends with benefits. Bored at a fancy rich person party, you two decide to hook up again. However, when you’re inexplicably taken out of the mood, you two decide to do something else for the night: hang out like the best friends you were.

Word Count: 2.9k

Content: 18+ content, MDNI, (graphic descriptions of) sex (awkward), cursing, mentions of drugs, (best) friends with benefits, platonic (but you can interpret it as potentially romantic), short read, reader and Derek are just best pals that fuck, slightly ooc Derek, reader is rich/famous like Derek, attempt to hook up in the bathroom at a party (end up hanging out instead), smoking, drinking, Star Wars references, very chaotic

(A/n: Dedicating this to my wifey @xcherryerim 🫶 your post awaiting this fic meant a lot to me :3)

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Holy fuck, you wanted to gouge your eyes out.

You had a glass of wine in your hand, staring at the crowd of old, wealthy hags, sipping the drink briefly out of boredom.

You were at yet another fancy party in some rich person’s mansion, accompanied by your best friend Derek, the son of President Jessica Danforth and CEO of Danforth Enterprises. You had been good friends with him for a very long time, the two of you always stirring up trouble whenever together.

You stare down at the deep scarlet of your drink, intensely zoning out as you thought about the night before. A pair of hands caressing the skin on your thighs, legs tightening around hips, wrists held above your head, and loud, sultry moans and sounds filling the room.

And then you snapped out of it as you felt a tap on your shoulder. You looked up to see exactly him—Derek.

“This party is ass,” you grumble to him, taking a sip from your drink.

“I know,” he replies, sipping his. “Any luck with finding investors?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I have people doing that for me,” you scoff.

“Right,” he nods.

“Any luck with convincing some poor girl to invest in crypto?” You ask, looking at him as you raise an eyebrow.

“Nope,” he answers with a sigh, but a smile was plastered on his face.

You chuckled at his reply. “Hah. I’m not surprised. Crypto is fucking ridiculous.”

“Hey, fuck you.”

“Hm, you already did. What, once isn’t enough for you?” you retort quickly, sneering.

Derek’s eyes widened in response, frantically looking around to see if anyone heard you, then whispered, “Would—Would you be quiet?” He stressed under his breath. “Don’t say that fucking shit out loud, what if somebody heard?”

Last night didn’t really mean to happen. Like the close friends you were, you hung out with Derek at his mansion as you regularly do. However, one thing led to another because of a bottle of pinot noir and the unfortunate appearance of a sex scene in a movie you two watched together. Accordingly, you woke up sore the next morning. You two had established that it was just hooking up, no strings attached—but nobody could know about your arrangement. Not your friends, not your co-workers, and especially not Derek’s mother. While he was known for being promiscuous, the press couldn’t find out that Derek had hooked up with you, not only a good friend of Derek, but someone who was well known in the media due to their wealth.

You roll your eyes carelessly as flashes from last night began to cloud your mind. His fast breaths, his body, his skilled hands. Yet you shook it off easily. “Oh, come on, Derek, these old, ancient fucks can’t hear shit.” An old woman looked at you in disapproval after hearing you swear, walking away from you. “Okay, well, she heard that, but nobody’s gonna know! Don’t get your fuckin’ Louis Vuitton boxers in a twist.”

“They’re not—” he huffs in annoyance. You weren’t taking this seriously, which ultimately frustrated him; your carelessness reminded him too much of himself. “Y/n, who knows what’ll happen if anyone finds out? Like, you know I have to keep my fucking reputation up, and you do too. I don’t think there’s anything Wallace could do if the press found out we hooked up.”

You pause briefly until a smirk creeps up onto your lips in realization. “You regret it, don’t you?”

“No, of course I don’t regret it,” he answers immediately. Not regretting it was clearly an understatement. He really enjoyed last night, every second, every feeling. So he was slightly confused as to why you even doubted him. “Why do you ask?”

“It’s just—” you stutter out, “I woke up and you were gone, you know.” You mutter as you took out a cigarette, placing it into your mouth and lighting it.

His mouth went dry and he pursed his lips promptly. “I had to be at Danforth Enterprises,” he says, watching you exhale the smoke from your cigarette.

“Yeah, well, you could’ve sent me a text or written a note,” you shrug. “Like, it’s your house, dude. I was supposed to be the one leaving the morning after, not you.”

“Right, sorry,” he says simply. “Force of habit.” —It was true; he had an infamous history of one-night stands.

“Plus, I’m your best friend,” you reason. “I don’t want this to, like, ruin everything we had. Like, you’re still my buddy to me.”

He looked at you with a slightly amused grin. “Hey, nothing’s gonna change between us, alright? As you said, you’re my best friend, and it’s always gonna stay that way.” You chuckled, offering him a smile as you heard his response. He could be sentimental whenever he wanted. “Look, the day our friendship will ever change is the day I’ll shut down UDG and Nine Star. Which is basically, like, fucking never. Don’t worry about it.” Even as he said the last sentence, this could be interpreted in two different ways. The first one is that he’d never be in some sort of greater relationship with you, likewise his reluctance to stop scamming. The second one, however, implies that if he ever got into something serious with you, a moral obligation will arise, forcing him to shut down his unethical phishing companies just for you. Right. That sounded ridiculous. It was definitely not the latter.

The two of you both took a sip of your drink in unison.

“But, like,” he began, swirling his glass of wine in his hand engagingly, “Is this gonna be, like, a regular thing?”

You raise an eyebrow curiously after taking a sip of your own. “Like, hooking up?” He nods. “I mean… Whatever happens, happens.”

“Uhh, how do you mean?”

“Like, if it was a one-time thing, so be it. But if it’s gonna become regular, then also so be it,” you took a drag of your cigarette. “Doesn’t really matter. We can just, like, do whatever we want. Nothing has to be all predetermined. If we feel like fucking, then we’ll fuck. If not, then great, another day of walking normally.”

“Right,” he says.

You were bored.

So fucking bored.

You dressed all fancy for nothing, you feel. You were obligated to go the same reason Derek had: your wealthy, famous status. But it was so underwhelming and useless, even. As long as you made an appearance, then that should’ve been enough for everybody.

You put out your cigarette and finish your wine, nearly chugging it.

“Hey,” you tap on Derek’s shoulder, making him turn around to look at you after he had been gazing at a potential crypto girl. “Wanna do a quickie in this rich loser’s bathroom?”

He raises an eyebrow in interest.

***

You were held up against the wall of the bathroom, legs wrapped around Derek’s hips as his hands held you by your thighs, pounding his cock in and out of you at a fairly quick pace. Your hands held onto his arms and your chin rested on his shoulder tiredly as the occasional skin slapping against skin sound echoed in the room, hearing Derek grunt with almost every thrust.

You felt slightly uncomfortable and awkward. Like, you weren’t really aroused. It felt… dry? You didn’t know what you meant by that, but the friction was just… unsatisfying. He was grazing your walls in a way that just made it feel like burning, increasing your discomfort. But at least he looked like he was enjoying this. Good for him, you guessed.

This never happened before, so it was sort of… really weird to you, to say the least.

To be honest, you were kind of bored. Like, really bored. How the hell were you still bored? You temporarily escaped an old rich people party to have rigorous sex in their bathroom with your best friend, but you were still bored.

“Shit…” you mutter, disgruntled, as he moved consistently inside you, the burning sensation catching up with you. “What the fuck? Why does—ow—Why the fuck is this hurting?”

Derek pulls his head away from your shoulder and looks at you in concern, his dick still inside of you. “Are you okay? Should I go slower?” He offers, raising an eyebrow as he searched for hesitance in your eyes, then looking you up and down.

“Yeah, sure, okay,” you nodded. “It’s whatever, just—just keep going,” you dismiss in a low murmur. As he starts again at a slower pace, you still had an uncomfortable expression on your face. He was moving his hips but all you felt was mere irritation.

“Okay, what—what the hell?” You groan as you still felt shitty, resulting in Derek stopping his thrusts.

“What’s the issue? Am I still going fast? Should I slow down more?”

“Yeah, uh, probably, yeah,” you say as your head goes back on his shoulder. He proceeds with his movements, his cock sliding in at an even slower pace, stretching your walls more intricately.

“Is this—is this better?” He asks as he moves patiently, steadily moving in and out of your body.

And it wasn’t even a minute in before you would interrupt again.

“Umm… Actually I,” you begin, sighing, “I’m just—I don’t know, I’m not feeling it.”

Derek slides out, still holding you up against the wall by your thighs and raises an eyebrow, looking into your eyes. “Seriously?”

You nod simply.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” He asks, unsure if it was something on his part.

“I don’t know, I’m just not really feeling it,” you reply awkwardly.

“Weren’t you the one who brought it up—”

“I’m not feeling it anymore, dude, I’m sorry!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up in surrender.

He puts you down as you put your clothing back on. As you slip your underwear back on, you look at him standing by the same spot by the wall. “Are you still hard?” You ask, raising an eyebrow insightfully.

“Yup,” he shrugs shamelessly.

You sort of felt bad, since you were the one who had the idea of fucking in the bathroom in the first place, making him all riled up.

You sigh softly and you two look at each other in silence. You let out a quiet huff.

“Want me to jerk you off?”

Soon after his release, he put his boxers and pants on leisurely. You were in front of the mirror, trying to fix your hair and clothing, ensuring that you didn’t just come back from a sexual experience in the bathroom.

“Dude, look at how much expensive perfume these jagoffs own,” you chuckle amusedly, looking down at the bathroom sink counter. On the surface were several perfumes of Armani, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana, as well as a few lotions.

“Hey, don’t—don’t touch those, Y/n.” Too late. You sprayed him with one.

You two grimaced at the scent.

“Well shit, I didn’t even know what I expected,” you cough severely, waving your hand around your nose as you despised the shitty perfume’s smell.

“I told you not to touch them, idiot,” he huffs, buckling his belt as he scowled at the odor.

“Don’t be a dickwad, you totally would’ve been curious enough to try them too,” you scoff, looking through the cabinets of the bathroom mirror and sinks. “Hey, look,” you smirk, throwing a small object at him that you had found.

He caught it involuntarily with his hands and inspected the item: it was a bottle of Viagra. He raised an eyebrow, looking at you and laughed softly. “I am not surprised that these old fucks can’t get it on,” he threw it back at you and you shelved it back in its original place.

You watch him take a hit from his vape and you sigh from boredom. You didn’t want to be in this bathroom any longer, but you definitely didn’t want to be out in the party either.

“Dude, I’m bored,” you whine as he handed you his vape pen.

“‘Sup Bored, I am Derek,” he muttered sarcastically, under his breath. You rolled your eyes and handed him back his vape once you were done with it.

“Can you—can you not?” you mumble exasperatedly in response as he just raised an eyebrow in amusement.

“Okay, let’s go,” he says, making his way towards the door, “We’re getting out of here, you can ride with me.”

“Hold on,” you interject quickly. “We should—I mean—I should probably wait a few minutes after you leave the bathroom to get out. You know, so no one will suspect us if we were to, like, walk out of the bathroom together.”

“Right. Yeah. Yeah, you have a point,” he nods.

You had to be careful from now on, realizing that just through the mere plan of leaving the bathroom alternately. This meant you had to be more delicate and thoughtful with every action and word that came from you—and Derek’s—to keep this messy secret.

***

You were laid on the bed beside Derek, one hand tangled in his hair and the other holding an ice cream cone as the bright colors of the TV in front of you nearly blinded your eyes. Your arm was propped up behind Derek’s head in order to play with his hair, feeling the soft curls brushing your palm and fingertips. The two of you looked intensely at the screen as you ate your ice cream in one hand, which was graciously prepared by Derek’s personal chef.

“Dude, Jar Jar Binks was definitely a Sith Lord,” you blurt in a low mutter. Derek turns his head and looks at you in befuddlement.

“What? No. Y/n, no, no, no, do not get started on this again—”

“I’m just saying, dude, that whole ‘goofy idiot’ appearance was hiding the fact that he was a powerful Sith Lord!” You exclaim passionately. “Have you seen his fighting style?”

“Yes, I’ve seen his fighting style, and it looks as if he’s chugged twenty fuckin’ martinis, then atrociously became crossfaded through several, reckless bong rips,” he replied straightforwardly.

You pause briefly as you realized. “Derek, I swear, if that was a reference to that one hangover I had back in December, I swear fucking to god—”

He met you with silence.

You nearly whisper, “Was it?”

The smirk that rose onto his lips told you everything, and you playfully smacked the top of his head since your hand was already there before, tangled in his hair. “Ow,” he muttered, yet his smirk never ceasing. “Look, all I’m saying is that I respect you for that. You are, like, the craziest person I know in the best fucking way possible.”

“Uh, thanks, I guess,” you mumble, fighting the inevitable curl of your lips that formed a flattered, soft grin. “Okay, anyways, all I’m saying, is that not only was it a tactic to trick his opponents, but he could’ve also been using the force! And how many times has he avoided death?”

“Okay, Y/n, that’s enough, lay off the grass,” he jokes, letting out a low snicker. “How is Jar Jar even relevant? We—we aren’t even watching the prequels, isn’t this The Empire Strikes Back?”

“No, I’m pretty sure we’re watching Return of the Jedi,” you say confidently.

“No, this is—this is definitely Empire Strikes Back,” he refutes, then pauses. “Did we seriously forget?”

“Well, there’s a billion of movies in this franchise, so we’re bound to mix up its titles. Hm, well, it can’t be The Empire Strikes Back, because Return of the Jedi is the one with that sexy Leia outfit,” you reason, shrugging. Derek raises an eyebrow. “Okay, okay, you know what, this isn’t even the point, the point is, that Jar Jar is relevant because it’s fuckin’ Star Wars!”

“Whatever,” Derek rolls his eyes with an amused grin that swiftly transitioned into a mischievous smirk. “You look like Jar Jar,” he mumbles.

You let out a playful, offended gasp. “Oh yeah? You look like Jabba the Hut.”

His head turned directly towards you and let out a exaggerated gasp as well. “Fuck you, you look like Yoda!”

“And you look like that fucking gremlin-looking piece of shit that’s Jabba’s pet!”

“Yeah, well, you look like—”

This continued a little longer until the both of you got too tired, unable to think of any more ugly Star Wars characters to compare each other to—which then resulted in a peaceful truce.

Your fingers proceeded to play with Derek’s curls as you took a bite of your ice cream, then letting your head rest on his shoulder. With this action, however, you suddenly thought about the night before and how things had led up to that event.

“Hey, are there any sex scenes in this?” You ask quietly, feeling his short strands of hair tangle loosely around your fingers.

He scoffs with a slight grin. “It’s a fucking Star Wars movie.”

You two burst out laughing. “Right, right, that’s—you have a point,” you giggle, catching your breath. “Oh, thank god, then.”

“Why? Are you that against having a repeat of last night?” He accuses, attempting to sound more playful, rather than the genuine concern that he felt.

“No, it’s just—” You struggled to think about how you wanted to word it. “I really like this. You know? I’m too tired, I’m very comfy, I…” You nuzzled further into his neck as your head rested on his shoulder. “This is nice. I like this.”

He smiles warmly to himself. “I like this too.”

The rest of the night was quite tame. You finished your ice cream before you finished the movie. Except, you didn’t really finish the movie entirely, because you two fell asleep in each other’s arms in the middle of it. Yet seen through your easy laughter and smiles, you were reassured indubitably: nothing was ever going to change between the two of you.

[slasher-male-wife]

Yandere Lestat and Louis x GN reader headcanons

This is my first time writing for Louis and Lestat so I'm sorry if this is kind of out of character for them. Also I'm basing this off of the 1994 movie portrayal of the characters.

Warnings: Yandere behavior, cheating on reader (not my Lestat or Louis), murder, forced blood drinking mentioned, manipulative behavior, unhealthy relationships, slight au

Lestat had befriended a local artist in France where they're currently staying. Lestat had heard about this artist's muse and brought Louis along to meet them. When both men followed the artist into the studio there, waiting on a chaise lounge was you. Your outfit was most likely some kind of sleepwear that’s trending. Your hair, your body, your smile, all of it drew both men in. They could tell why this artist has dedicated you as his muse. 

When they saw you they knew they had to have you. Louis was hesitant to really admit to wanting you to be all theirs, but Lestat had no problem talking openly to Louis about how much he desired you. 

Soon both men began to shower you with affection away from your boyfriend. Lestat was all about taking you out on the town and buying you gifts, being very physical. While Louis was content to talk with you privately about whatever came across your minds. 

They spent whatever time they could looking at the art your boyfriend made of you. Lestat went as far as to offer to buy some paintings of you. But sadly they weren’t for sale, so he opted to steal drawings of you. 

After establishing a relationship with you, that's when they began to try and separate you from your boyfriend. Lestat would plant the ideas in your head and Louis would be there to comfort you through it all. “I’ve seen him around town, looking at other people the way he looks at you.” Lestat would say. “You deserve so much better than him Y/N. I promise you that.” Louis would add. 

Louis would be hesitant to keep going with this plan, feeling like he’s building a relationship with you on nothing but lies. But Lestat would be there to tell Louis that this is what’s best for you, that they would be the best people to take care of you. So Louis would feel less guilty over time about this. 

They’d also start to get your boyfriend to see other people, encouraging him to cheat on you just so their plan could be set into motion. Louis would take a little convincing to actually get in fully on this plan but Lestat would get him on board in the end. 

They’d set it up so you’d catch your boyfriend cheating on you during the night. You’d run over to Louis and Lestat’s house and there they would be to comfort you about what you just saw. After you fall asleep they’ll go to your ex-boyfriend's house and kill him and the person he was cheating on you with, draining them of all their blood. 

They’ll then have to explain to you what they are. Louis would break it to you gently and promise you that they’d never do anything to hurt you. Lestat would offer to turn you too and give you a couple days to think it over. 

They’d set up a letter to give you from your “Partner” that says he fled to another country with his new partner. This will hopefully send you over the edge and get you to let them turn you into a vampire. If it doesn’t they’ll manipulate you into it anyway. 

Once you’re turned they’ll start to spoil you even more for letting them turn you, trying to prove to you that you made the perfect decision by letting them turn you. 

Lestat will want you to drink from humans immediately while Louis will understand if you’re hesitant. But both of them won’t let you drink from animals. So if you’re not drinking from humans they’ll force feed you blood. 

If you ever think about leaving they’ll manipulate you into staying. What other vampire would want you? Can you really trust someone else after your last boyfriend? It’s best to stay with them, they were the ones who turned you after all. 

Louis is a softer yandere. He’ll be more comforting and won’t be as explicit with his manipulation tactics and possessiveness. Lestat is far more open with his yandere behavior. He’ll outright manipulate you and yell at you if you talk about leaving. Louis will comfort you after and Lestat will eventually apologize just so you don’t hate him. 

You’re not going to leave them, that’s not an option. You’re stuck with them forever. If you try to leave they’ll track you down and they’ll lock you in their house if that’s necessary. 

[kkuramyeons]

omg could i request a fluffy dorky sakura getting jealous of reader admiring kazuha’s abs, so sakura starts flexing all stupidly haha

balmy flex - idol!sakura miyawaki x 6thmember!reader

notes: reader is an 01’ liner, fluff, obvios pining, sakura gets slightly jealous but it’s zuha’s abs so … come on now, humor, slight purinz reference, etc.

a/n: i hope you like it, anon! also, since gender wasn’t specified I just wrote it as gn!reader.

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while makeup artists touched up y/n’s final look for the concept photos of the group’s upcoming mini album, “easy”, the idol heard yunjin ask if anyone else had any other requests for their accessories for their looks of the “balmy flex” concept shoot.

as the members shook their heads no in response to yunjin’s question, who told the staff that they were good to go, as y/n made their way over to where kazuha and eunchae were standing in the room.

the idol admired the maknae’s looks, giddy at the accessories each idol wore, wether it be tooth gems, fake piercings, or just their features, the 01’ liner gushed over how stunning the two maknaes looked.

“wow, zuha, this concept outfit is a really good look on you!” the older idol exclaimed as her fingers danced around kazuha’s stomach, feeling the toned skin of the younger idol’s stomach.

kazuha giggled, as eunchae started exclaiming that you two were flirting in front of her, again.

“yah! this is the third time i’ve had to separate you two today!” exclaimed chaewon as she made her way towards the younger idols, both y/n and kazuha paying no mind to their leader’s threats.

“thank you, y/n-nnie,” I think your outfit suits you as well, you look so good!” the younger idol said as y/n continued to praise her figure.

y/n wore a louis vuitton crop top and some low rise jeans that exposed their toned stomach and, if they pulled them low enough to show the skin below the le serafim logo underwear (as they planned to) the tattoo on her hipbone would be exposed, where some stars and sparkles decorated her skin.

from across the room, sakura watched the interactions with narrowed eyes, a scoff on the verge of pushing past her lips. lately, you and kazuha had been “feeding the fans” more, and the oldest member was growing annoyed of your limited interactions with her.

as she turned her line of vision away from your hands caressing zuha’s abs while chaewon pried your fingers off the younger girl’s stomach, sakura had an idea flash through her head.

if you had a sudden fixation on zuha’s stomach (who wouldn’t tbh look at those abs!!), maybe adding something eye catching to her abdomen would divert your attention from kazuha’s toned stomach, and result in all of y/n’s attention on her.

pleased with her train of thought, the older member made her way towards yunjin, who sat in a makeup chair, nose buried in her phone.

“I want one of those piercings,” approached sakura with a pointed glance at the jewelry adorning the girl’s abdomen.

“yeah, well, last call for accessories was five minutes ago, good luck with that,” dismissed yunjin as she didn’t look up from her phone, engrossed in a conversation.

“I know you don’t love it when that happens either, so please, help me out?” motioned sakura with her hands, subtly pointing to where chaewon and y/n stood, the younger of the two still fawning over kazuha’s abs, urging chaewon to join her, while eunchae just playfully rolled her eyes at the lack of attention towards her.

the interaction caught yunjn’s attention, and with a slightly furrowed expression, the younger idol turned to sakura, suddenly on board with helping her divert the attention away from kazuha. (and it wouldn’t hurt to have chaewon’s eyes on her, too.)

shortly after some pleading, the oldest le sserafim member proudly rocked a fake belly button piercing, taking some pictures of her adorned abdomen with yunjin.

out of the corner of her eye, sakura could see y/n’a curious eyes on her, watching as yunjin took more pictures, eyes slightly narrowed.

noticing the not so subtle glances, yunjin nudged sakura, reminding the older idol of the plan.

everyone’s attention finally away from kazuha’s abdomen, yunjin turned to where chaewon was standing, showing off her finished look to the leader.

“why are you standing like that?” asked chaewon seeing as yunjin was subtly flexing her muscles next to the idol.

“like what?” nervously answered yunjin, as chaewon rolled her eyes at her antics.

as yunjin and chaewon continued to bicker, sakura made her way towards y/n, subtly flexing her abdomen, leaning against the nearest wall in what she sworn was a relaxed (but flexing), position.

“are you alright kkura-chan? you look like you’re slightly distressed,” said y/n as she examined the older member up close, wondering why sakura looked like she wasn’t breathing, standing at a weird angle with her muscles flexed.

“oh! me? yeah i’m alright,” replied sakura with a strained smile.

“if you say so,” dismissed the younger idol.

before y/n could leave her side, sakura let out an awkward cough, now fully facing y/n, eager to have your attention on her.

“are you sure you’re alr-” began the younger idol, turning around to face sakura, suddenly speechless as she took in all of sakura’s look.

flustered at the sudden attention on her body, a pink blush tinted sakura’s cheeks, watching y/n’s mouth slightly drop ajar.

“this is new,” pointed y/n, as she caressed the older girl’s stomach.

sakura’s face flushed scarlet, her toned abdomen now receiving the same treatment kazuha’s did not to long ago.

“and you got a nose ring,” replied sakura, trying to control her erratic heartbeat due to the sudden closeness between the two.

y/n chuckled, taking in sakura’s reaction to their touches, fingers still tracing random shapes on sakura’s toned abdomen.

“you know, you didn’t have to change your look to get my attention, I would’ve come back to praise you eventually,” said y/n, slightly looking up at sakura, as they snaked her hands around the older idol’s waist.

embarrassed of the slight jealousy that caused her impulsive decision, sakura just nodded, hugging y/n.

“you know I think you’re the most beautiful girl in the room always, babe,” whispered y/n in sakura’s ear.

“I know, I know,” sakura replied, resting her chin on top of y/n’s head, growing shy at the other members watching their interaction, staff surrounding the girls as everyone went into place to get started.

“good, now can I get a good luck kiss so I can do well today?” asked y/n facing sakura, still taking in their girlfriend’s look for the shoot.

“well….” sakura trailed off, a small smile on her lips as she turned, watching to see if any cameras were recording. after a quick scan of the room and a thumbs up from chaewon, the older idol wrapped her arms around y/n’s neck, pulling the younger idol into a chaste kiss.

pulling away, y/n beamed at sakura and reassured the older idol that she was the most beautiful girl in the room, and that her concept photos would turn out great.

pleased, sakura put her hand in y/n’s back pocket, making her way alongside y/n to the set where the shoot would take place, aware of the cameras now around the pair.

the concept photos turned out amazing, fans going wild at y/n’s tattoo reveal, sakura’s piercing, and at the unit shoot between you and the oldest member, causing more dating rumors to arise between the pair, the unit shoot only adding more fuel to the growing speculations.