#platonic tangerine x reader

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Okay-

Hear me out…

Tangerine grounding his daughter for the first time because she used her hacking skills to help the Twins find the person they’ve been tracking (for them to… End them)

this would happen. Omg

“Not too sure your dads gonna like this..” Lemon mumbled as you typed away on the computer.

“Relaxxx… I know what I’m doing. I’ve done it tons of times to stalk people.”

“Wh- you know what, I don’t even wanna know.”

“Better if you don’t. It’s surprisingly easy, and everyone’s passwords are extremely easy. I mean this guys was literally password123.” You shrugged. It loaded up and you both waited.

“He’s currently… there.” You said, pushing a few more buttons and clicking on his location. You turned your chair to him, feet still on the desk.

“You’re a fuckin’… genius.” He said with a smile, patting your shoulder and taking your seat.

“So, Im getting my 30 dollars right?”

“Yeah, yeah, just go before your dad-“

“Before I what?” He stood at the doorway, arms folded and leaning against it.

You gulped and turned around.

“I was never here.” You said, trying to pass him when he grabbed your wrist.

He looked at the screen and nodded at Lemon.

“What’s that?”

“Oh, you know, it’s nothin’ really, mate-“ he tried to hide the screen.

“Really? Cause to me it looks like I caught ya both red fuckin’ handed. What have I said about-“

“Getting into people’s phones because if they find out I did it I’m in major trouble and could get hurt doing it.”

“So then why the fuck did you-“

“Hack into his phone?”

“Quit finishing my sentences!”

“Sorry.” You mumbled.

“Who’s location even is that..?” He looked to Lemon.

“It’s uh.. well you remember that guy we were fighting, that slipped away..?”

“Oh my god, you fucking kidding me? He’s fuckin’ extremely-“

“Extremely dangerous, why would you do that?” You mocked him.

“He’s not dangerous, he’s jus’ fucking slippery.. but yes!”

“Cause it looked like you guys were struggling.. clearly. It’s been like what, a week or two?”

“Three.” Lemon corrected, Tangerine glared at him.

“Whatever. You’re- you’re fuckin’ grounded. You… come on.” He sighed, looking at Lemon.

“What?! Grounded?! I’ve never been grounded- the fuck you mean grounded?!”

“Language. And I mean you’re stayin’ in that damn room and thinking about-“

“The consequences your actions have-“

“Quit mocking me!” He slammed the front door.

“Jesus, the anger issues on that man.” You rolled your eyes, and went into the living room anyways.

“I see you.” Tangerines voice said suddenly, you jumped and fell off the couch.

“Wh- the fuck?! I didn’t know you had fuckin’ cameras.”

“Everywhere except the bedrooms and bathrooms.” He said, rolling his eyes.

“Good, because I’d rather not have you see me in the shower. I sing a lot.” You mumbled under your breath, and went to your room.

“Whatever. Jus’ stay in the damn room unless you need to fuckin’ take a piss or your starving.”

you flopped onto your bed and sighed.

“This is what I get for being so badass.” You huffed.

[eternalslover]

Bullet train incorrect quotes:

Maria Beetle: I'm cold

Ladybug: Heres my jacket

Y/N: I'm cold too

Tangerine: *sets the world ablaze*

[creepycrawliesanonymous]

“What a fucking dick head.”

It was certainly not the first thing Lemon and Tangerine were expecting to hear after you returned from your date with online date number: who gives a fuck. Lemon had sent you out with a “you look nice” and sincere wishes of this date going well. Tangerine insisted on seeing pictures of the guy you were going out with, instantly pointing out his douche bag hair cut and fishing photo.

Your two roommates were not always the easiest to live with, but you could not imagine living with anyone else. You had grown up with the two brothers, you were there for their first time shoplifting from the supermarket a couple of towns over. (“The workers don’t even give a fuck,” had been Tangerine’s rationalization. “It’s a big store anyway, shoplifting doesn’t count if it’s a chain.”) And of course, they were their for your messy dating life. You had yet to make it to the stage where they would meet your dates in person, although you could already picture how that would go, with a sizing up of the Thomas The Tank Engine variety immediately coming to mind.

“What’d he do?” Lemon whipped his head around to you, scanning you face for any sign of anything seriously wrong. You flopped down on the couch beside him, reaching for the bowl of chips on his lap.

“Tried to cop a feel, that’s what he did,” you said through a mouthful of BBQ Lays. “Fucking asshole. Tangerine was right about guys with fishing photos.”

“What am I right about this time?” Tangerine sauntered into the tv room, picking up on the sour mood you were in, as well as the fuming expression Lemon was wearing. “What’s going on, what’s happened?”

“We’ve got to go beat some sense into some sorry motherfucker, that’s what’s going on.” Lemon was already standing up and walking towards the door, handing you his bowl of chips which you gratefully took. You didn’t even make it to the dinner of your dinner date. How pathetic.

“Already kinda beat you to it. Gave him a swift kick in the balls before getting out of there.” You changed the channel from Thomas the Tank Engine to a halfway done showing of Jennifer’s Body.

“As much as you are incredible and I would have paid good money to witness that, I think it’d be good to make sure that the message sticks with him for a little while longer.” Tangerine was clearly already onboard with Lemon’s plan of attack, who was already in the driveway climbing into his car. “We’ll be right back. Don’t feel the need to wait up.”

“Love you, T.”

“Love you too, sweetheart.”

They came back home to you fast asleep on the couch with your hand buried in the bowl of chips. Lemon was the one who carried you up to your bedroom, while Tangerine finished tidying up the kitchen. Tomorrow you would not ask what they had done, but you would make breakfast as a silent thanks, swearing off boys for the next while. You had two of the best ones already anyways.

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

If anyone wants to write this, you can!!

Omgg imagine Dad!Tangerine and Uncle!Lemon x 2 year old girl where her parents had worked for The Son as his personal chef and maid, and they basically lived in his penthouse apartment with their 2 year old daughter. When the Son was abducted, the bad guys unfortunately k*lled her parents to avoid witnesses, and when they saw the little girl, they panicked because they had no idea there’d be a child, and they took her with them as well. So when The Twins go to that warehouse to “save” The son (after they were paid to by the White Death), and after taking everyone out, they hear soft crying and then go searching, and they look down and there’s a little girl looking up at them with tears in her eyes, Tangerine quickly picking her up and covering her eyes (so she doesn’t see the horror scene that they had left the warehouse. They are really soft with her, trying not to scare her any more than she already is, but they can’t get out of her who her parents are (they’re lowkey scared they might have offed them or something in the warehouse). She seems to be clinging to Tangerine, finally feeling safe in the hands of these two men, which shocks the twins, anyways, when they get on the train they ask the Son who this little girl is and when he explains what happened to her parents, the twins are honestly horrified and so sad for the little girl and they take her in and protect her the whole time on the train, the little girl clinging to Tangerine and being so attached to him already that Lemon jokes that she has “imprinted” on him like a baby chick would to their Mom lol

[slut-f0r-u]

Scared- Tangerine x reader

A/N This is very heavily inspired by The 30th, By Billie Eilish. Tangerine survives, not proofread

Pairings: Tangerine x fem!reader , Tangerine x Lemon!platonic, Lemon x reader!platonic

Summary:Tangerine got shot on the bullet train.

Warnings:angst, mentions of shooting,blood, crying, slight memory loss, ambulances,hospitals, cussing etc

She was scared. She had every right to be. Tangerine had just got shot in the fucking neck and almost bled out on a stupid bullet train. She was scared that he was never gonna wake up from the induced coma. That the last memories she had of him were either him bleeding to death or in a hospital bed. She didn't know what she would do if Tangerine died. He meant the world to her and if he died a part of her would too.

While she waited for him to wake up, she carefully studied his features. He looked different from before the accident, a large scar on his throat, he was much Skinner, his eyes seemed to have sunken in. All things that she wouldn't have noticed if she wasn't always staring at his gorgeous face. But every now ans then he looked a little more lively. Like he was telling her not to give up hope or reminding her of his former self.

Lemon kept her company while she waited. They spoke about all aspects of life, dreams, desires, and they became even closer to each other than before the accident. Tangerine may have been her boyfriend but Lemon will always hold a special, platonic place in her heart. They once even shared their love for trains and Thomas the Tank Engine. But they weren't sure if they were still fans.

Once tangerine woke up he was different. No longer his loud, charming, hot headed self. But a quieter more anxious version of himself. Like he was waiting for someone to come finfih the job. He made a habit of staring into space and not acknowledging anyone in the room. He was traumatised and it was hard to believe that he didn't remember it. You and Lemon managed to squeeze in the back of the ambulance on the was to the hospital and he woke up on the drive there dazed and in pain but slowly started to put the pieces together.

He doesn't remember calling out to you desperately and in a panic. Wanting to just hold your hand. So you did. You held his hand even when the paramedics told you not to. You told him even covered in blood he looked so pretty.

You rember him telling you that he was scared. Scared he wasn't going to live. That he wasn't going to see Lemon again and worst of all he wouldn't be able to see her. The love of his life. His sun, moon and stars. His soon to be fiance. His girl.

He was traumatised and so were you. You watched him get shot, watched him bleed. Experienced the panic when people wouldn't pull over to let the ambulance through.

You couldn't help but wonder what if it happened on a different day, on a bridge where there wasn't a way to get out? What if he was alone with no one to save him? What if no one knew where he was? What if the bullet went though his thoat just a millimetre to the right? What if things turned out differently? What would happen?

But you were lucky. Things didn't happen differently tangerine was alive and getting better. You were alive. Lemon was alive. Everything would be normal again

Comment if you want Part 2!

[whatiswrongwithpeople]

HCs for a lazy day at Lemon and Tangerine’s place

readers name is Tabasco

🍊🌶 🍋

A/N: Good evening or morning…it’s almost 3am. Here is some different random stuff that just came to mind ! I’ll probably do more of these!

Hope you enjoy🍊🧡

- Lemon likes to draw in his free time because at some point in his past he tried to make money with art replicas

- Tangerine does not own “lazy” clothes

- They have classical tunes playing on a record player 24/7

- Lemon makes drinks , Tabasco bakes , Tangerine cooks that’s an unwritten rule

- Lemon prefers white wine , Tangerine red wine

- Tabasco occasionally repairs Tangerine’s suits

- Lemon snores

- Tangerine doesn’t but he sometimes talks in his sleep , always in different languages tho

- They always have a full box of Tabasco’s favourite tea ready

- Tabasco always brings something when she visits. Magically knowing EXACTLY what the brothers need

- All three of them collectively hate board games

- Because this one time they tried to play Monopoly, Tangerine ended up throwing the game out of the window , aiming at it with his gun,yelling at it to “never come back into his life”

- Lemon has the most comfortable armchair where he likes to read in

- He also wears glasses for that

- Tabasco has a designated spot on the couch right by the window because she likes to sit there and watch the stars at night

- Tangerine is almost always pacing

- If he is too exhausted tho his spot is on the other end of the couch, feet propped up on Lemon’s armrest

- Occasionally kicking his book

- One time when planning a mission which would take place at a gala the three of them had a fight about if Tangerine is a good dancer so he ended up aggressively pulling Tabasco in his arms and dancing with her to Por una Cabeza

- Turns out Tangerine is a phenomenal dancer

- Lemon fully knew that , he just took part in the argument for entertainment

- Whenever they plan missions all of them sit on the floor

- Lemon and Tabasco like to solve crossword puzzles together

-the heater is broken so they have a ton of blankets

- They watch reality/trash tv together, getting way too much into it

- Lemon listens to Thomas the Tank Engine audiobooks when going to bed

- Tabasco is a night owl , if she stays over before missions Tangerine and her just sit together watching the stars , listening to the noise of the city (and Lemon’s audiobook faintly in the background)

- Til Tangerine decides to go to bed

- An hour later he comes back claiming cause he needs some water (in reality he couldn’t sleep knowing that Tabasco is still awake)

- 100% will try to force Tabasco to go to sleep if necessary

- If she can’t sleep because her mind keeps her busy he will watch weird documentaries with her , eating cereal at 3am

- Tangerine 10/10 has a dressing gown and a headband he wears when cooking

- Lemon definitely has fuzzy socks or plush slippers

-They always loose things in their own home and Tabasco finds them in like a minute

- “What do you mean my brass knuckles were over there ? i’ve searched them for YEARS.”

-The brothers avoid the neighbours at all costs

[fictionalmenxyn]

I’ll try and post asap, I’m pretty busy but always feel free to request I will get around to it eventually!

Have a good day/night!! 🫶🫶

[majwrites]

Secrets

Ladybug x Reader

Lemon and Tangerine x platonic! Reader

Lemon and Tangerine wonder who their sibling (reader, referred to as Grapefruit) is going out with. They don't really like what they discover.

Warnings: mentions of former injury, mentions of death and gun violence, fighting between siblings, mentions of anxiety, ibuprofen, not proofread

"No, completely out of question", Tangerine was yelling, "you're not going on this job!". "But I'm ready, besides I can't let you guys go on more jobs alone, it's driving me insane!", Grapefruit stood up from their spot on the couch. "You need time to fuckin heal, you looked like a sieve when we found you after that job and your arm is still healing", things could get loud when Tangerine and Grapefruit were fighting. Lemon knew better than to try and calm them down yet. They would yell at each other for some time and then later on both come crying to Lemon before apologizing to each other and their brother. "If anything, it'll kill me to keep worrying about you guys like that. I'm doing this", Grapefruit had started pacing by now, "I don't want this to end like Bolivia or even worse, like that train incident where I had to pick you up out of a train wreck". "Just sit this one out, it's not that hard. And it'll leave you more time for that guy you're shagging", it dawned on Tangerine that he had fucked up. "You take this back instantly, young man!", Grapefruit didn't care that they were only a few years older than the twins. Tangerine needed a moment to recover and Lemon was already hoping that this would be the end of the fight, but his brother had other plans: "You're so fuckin obvious about it too, you're always texting some guy and never tell us about him, you willingly take phone calls!" "It's none of your business! Anyways, I can never tell you about any guys if I don't want them to end up beaten to the verge of death", Grapefruit had that look on their face and Lemon knew that this fight could quickly escalate now. It was only thanks to Lemon that Tangerine and Grapefruit haven't messed up the living room due to a brawl between siblings in nearly fifteen years. "Alright, this is enough", Lemon stepped in between his siblings, "we should all calm down and discuss this properly once you're both cooled off". He moved Grapefruit to the couch, not oblivious to them cradling their freshly healed arm in the other one. Then he maneuvered Tangerine, who was nervously playing around with his rings, into the kitchen and proceeded to make three cups of tea. From then on the evening went smoothly. Just like Lemon had predicted, in less than an hour both his siblings were crying, then apologized and soon all three of them were sitting in front of the TV, watching some ancient VHS tape from their childhood.

The next morning Lemon and Tangerine left for another job, Grapefruit had agreed to stay at home this time, but they demanded frequent updates on how the job was going. Grapefruit started to get bored when they got a text from a certain guy. Ladybug. Grapefruit could honestly say that they had completely fallen for Ladybug. They admired how caring and sweet he was. He seemed to have an anxiety issue he was working on, just like Grapefruit was working on their own mental health, but with Ladybug it always felt safe to discuss these things. Grapefruit texted back, they'd meet up for a coffee date in the afternoon.

After hanging around in their room and calling Lemon and Tangerine to hear if everything was going well, Grapefruit made their way to the coffee shop. Ladybug was waiting outside and greeted them with a hug. They spent a nice afternoon together and Ladybug had offered to walk Grapefruit home (not completely home, but into their living area). It had become night by then, so Grapefruit called their brothers to hear how the job was going, wished them a good night and went to bed.

Lemon and Tangerine returned home the next day, late in the afternoon. The job had been an easy one and Lemon and Tangerine didn't have any major injuries, just a few bruises and scratches. They found Grapefruit resting on the sofa on the verge of falling asleep, which didn't keep them from announcing their return. Grapefruit needed a moment before sitting up and greeting their brothers. Lemon was the first one to reach Grapefruit who still looked half asleep. "You alright?", asked Grapefruit. "The job went well, but it was exhausting", Lemon took a quick look at Grapefruit's injured arm. It still looked properly bandaged but Lemon noticed something else. He had to tell Tangerine about this so he started making his way to the bathroom. Tangerine followed after greeting Grapefruit and making sure they went back to sleep.

"Did you see it?", asked Lemon. "See what? You'll have to be more specific", Tangerine began scrubbing his hands. "Grapefruit's wrist", began Lemon, "they used to wear two identical bracelets". "Yeah, they've been wearing these for the past two decades. What about it?", he searched the cabinet for nothing specific. "One of the bracelets has been exchanged. They wore two stainless steel chain bracelets, now it's only one and another different bracelet. Silver. Beaded", Lemon was always the twin who paid more attention to details. "What are you hinting at?", asked Tangerine. "Do you know who wears a bracelet like this?" "Oh fuck this", Tangerine buried his face in his hands in frustration, "it's Ladybug".

The brothers couldn't ignore this new bit of information. It wasn't like Grapefruit knew anything specific about what happened on the bullet train. They had picked their siblings up in a hurry, their only words being: "This time I don't even want to know". Grapefruit had been angry back then, but the twins knew that it was only because they worried about their brothers and had been scared about losing them. Grapefruit had never asked about the train again and didn't know who had been involved in the whole ordeal, which put Lemon and Tangerine in a very tricky situation. Ladybug knew about Grapefruit's two brothers, but didn't place the pieces together yet to understand that they were Lemon and Tangerine.

A few days later Grapefruit was getting ready to go out. "Do you have places to be?", asked Tangerine. "I'm going out", they secured the two bracelets around their wrists and dumped their house keys, wallet and phone into a bag. "Alone?", Tangerine began to have an idea already. "I'm going on a date and I'd like both of you to behave while I'm gone", Grapefruit downed an ibuprofen with a glass of tap water. Healing was taking longer than they had expected. "Share your location", instructed Lemon, "and text us when you arrive". Grapefruit didn't disagree. They didn't want their brother to worry more than necessary.

The restaurant wasn't far away and Grapefruit had picked it for their date with Ladybug for a couple of reasons. They could reach it on foot, Grapefruit knew their way around the restaurant and the waiter was happy to let customers point to their meal of choice on the menu instead of making them say the order out loud. This would be helpful for both Ladybug and Grapefruit. Ladybug arrived a few minutes later, Grapefruit took his hand to lead him into the building. They had a reservation for a nice little table in the corner of the room and for once Ladybug and Grapefruit were feeling relatively safe. No problems occurred while ordering and the food didn't take long to arrive.

Ladybug and Grapefruit barely could take their eyes off each other, it was clearly visible to everyone that they were in love. Even Lemon and Tangerine saw it and they were lurking into the restaurant from a high up window that could only be reached by stepping onto the garbage container outside. "I can't believe they're going out, he fucking shot me", muttered Tangerine. "Grapefruit doesn't know about that though, they don't even know that he's been on the train", Lemon tried to remember if Grapefruit could know Ladybug from somewhere else. "They never met on any jobs that I've been on with Grapefruit so it was either a job they finished alone or when you were with them. I don't understand this anyway, Ladybug is ancient compared to them", Tangerine didn't know it yet, but that was the hint to make Lemon remember something. "That's because they're ancient history", exclaimed Lemon, "remember when Grapefruit and I finished that job in Johannesburg?". "The one where you shot Ladybug?", the gears began to turn in Tangerine's head. "Exactly, I shot him twice and Grapefruit had something going on with another assassin during that time, but they never wanted to tell us who it was", concluded Lemon. "So they had something going on with him for years and never fucking told us", Tangerine got angry. "You don't know about that, maybe they just reconnected, I mean they only started acting strange a few weeks ago". "Lemon, I have a plan", and Tangerine dragged Lemon into the restaurant through the back door.

Meanwhile Ladybug and Grapefruit finished up their dessert. "It's very nice here", said Ladybug, "I never knew about this place before". "It's my favourite", answered Grapefruit, "this place always feels so safe". Ladybug agreed. They sat for a while, holding hands. It felt nice to not be in a rush for once, they didn't really have much time for each other when there were jobs to do. Eventually, Grapefruit decided to pay for both of them. Ladybug excused himself to the bathroom, he would mail the money back later. "Are you sure you'll find the way on your own?", asked Grapefruit. "I'm sure", and Ladybug made his way through the restaurant.

When he reached his destination and opened the bathroom door he jumped back, because he was suddenly face to face with Lemon and Tangerine. "Shit, what are you guys doing here? Do you want to scare me to death?", he leaned against the wall behind him. "We're here to ask you about how long your business with our sibling has been going on", Tangerine looked very intimidating. "You are Grapefruit's siblings?", looking back it made sense to Ladybug. "Did you really meet a person called Grapefruit and never considered even once that you know two other people called Lemon and Tangerine who could very much be related to them?", Lemon was much calmer than Tangerine. "Not really", Ladybug still tried to comprehend what consequences this would have. "I'm gonna tell them that you were the one who drugged Lemon and fucking shot me on that train", Tangerine had to be held back by Lemon. "You won't", tried Ladybug. "That's right, I won't. But only because Grapefruit would be upset by it". "What we're trying to say is that if you mess up, we're coming after you", said Lemon, "and there'll be a few more bullets used than back in Johannesburg, do you understand?". Ladybug just nodded. "Alright, now that this is clear, go on and finish this date", Tangerine and Lemon left as fast as they had arrived.

Ladybug and Grapefruit left the restaurant together and once again he offered to walk them home. When they reached their destination this time they kissed under a streetlight, not paying attention to Lemon and Tangerine who were trying to pass by unnoticed.

[dakiddowndastreet]

HERE WE GO AGAIN

LEMON & TANGERINE x Reeder

Platonic

First ever Fanfic, please show mercy on me. Any tips for writing fanfics will be greatly appreciated. There is no smut in this fic for clarification and maybe (probably) in the future I will make smut but for now let’s stay with the basics.

Assassins/Code name = C/N

DISCLAIMER I AM DYSLEXIC

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Panic rushed through your veins, as manic hands ran through your own hair. Did you miss something… NO! NO no n…o… You don’t think you did. I mean this job was so simple there’s nothing you could have possibly messed up. It was impossible.

You where basically coughing up you own blood because of that blond prick with a stupid fucking bucket hat. I mean dear god if you weren’t about to pass out then so save us all on this train you will fucking do now.

“C/N?”

You slowly look over to see who said you code name.

“Lemon?” You said in a bit of a slushy manner.

As the taller assassin walks over to you, you thought it would be a great time to watch the inside of your eye lids. Your head hit the ground, hard … very hard. You didn’t feel it though, it happened just as fast as you waking up in another cart, from the previous one you where in.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW HER LEMON!” You could hear a strong English accent yell as your eyes started to flutter open. “I HATE TO FUCKING BREAK IT TO YA MATE BUT I KNOW EVERYONE YOU KNOW AND I DONT KNOW WHO THE FUCK THIS WOMAN IS!”

The loud screaming was fining you more of a head ache then you already had.

“Tangerine bruve I’m gonna need you to chill the fuck out” I recognize that voice, I could recognize that voice anywhere. “CHILL OUT , CHILL OUT , DONT YOU FUCKING TELL ME TO CHILL OUT!” The man took a deep breath to steady himself , as he grites his teeth you heard him say “You just brought some random girl NON of us have ever seen before into the cart like it was nothing and you expect me to HELP HER. I don’t even know who she is AND DO NOT tell me you know he OD I know you don”

“Lemon?” You said out loud. Only focused on the man you where referring to. The taller white mans head spun into your direction so fast , you definitely could feel that whiplash, …Yikes.

“Heeeeeyyy mate you alright love? Looks like a nasty black eyed you got there C/N” lemon said stepping closer to where you sat in the dining cart of the bullet train. “ You don’t need to tell me that Lem” You slowly and steadily got up and looked at lemon in the eyes. “It’s been a wile old friend” you said with a smug smile on your face. Even though your face was in agony.

He smiled at you wildly and didn’t bother to go in for your hand shake you where offering. But he gave you something you so much more desired. A war hug. “Im all right”. “Really” you said with concerns in your voice “huh? What do you mean?” Lemon said with confusion smeared on his face “Well last time I heard of you . Apparently you where all left”

God that was cheesy but hay it made Lemon laugh and you would take that anyway over the cringe of a bad joke.

“What the fuck is this”

“Here we go again” said lemon with annoyance laced on his face. “I told ya I know her, you just don’t like me having other friends but you , huh?”

This must be tangerine, you’ve heard about him … an lot, most people can’t tell how much Lemon looks up to him brother, but you definitely do. If lemon ain’t talking about Thomas the tank engine then he is talking about his brother. It is quite sweet to be honest.

You do remember the day that you pet lemon, it really doesn’t feel that long ago but god it must be about 8 years now, sure u never really see him, and you met him by dumb luck at a bar one night. ‘Aparently’ tangerine had gone off to flirt with some girl and you started talking to lemon because you liked his lovely tie. He has never let that true go since, because every couple of times you see lemon, he is wearing the tie. Funny huh?.

Part 2?

[wanderedaway]

Can I sing this to you?

Got a thing about you

And it won't go away, no

It won't go away

It won't go away

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Okay I apologize for the Dad!Tangerine mood I’m in rn now LOL, but can I please request a Dad!Tangerine x daughter!reader where the lil girl and Tan’s dynamic is much like Sully and Boo from Monsters Inc? The lil girl’s personality is like Boo. Tangerine and Lemon are on a job (taking out super bad people), and just as they’re about to leave (them two being the only living people left standing), they hear a little cry, and they follow it (being really concerned) and find a 2 year old girl all by herself, said little girl immediately stopping crying when Tangerine starts talking to her, even when Tangerine is all grumpy, it just makes her giggle, and Y/n starting to call Tan “Daddy”. (At first The Twins definitely weren’t planning on keeping her with them, but she quickly melts their hearts hehe) After being with them a bit, she starts pointing at Tangerine and going, “Daddy!!” And he’s like, “No no no, I am not your Dad kid”, but she just keeps going, “Daddy!!” And giggling (much like when Boo called Sulley “Kitty”). Tangerine gradually accepting the title, Lemon being fully on board the moment she calls him “Uncle Lemon!!” Also you know Lemon would be getting her ALL of the Thomas the Engine merch LOL… Tan accepting the Dad role as Y/n has him (and Lem) wrapped around her little finger

AHH I LOVE. Sorry this took me so long Cece, I wanted this to be good 😭

The girlfriend of Tan is one of my oc’s 😭 , no warnings really

Tangerine took the knife out the man’s chest, and he fell to the floor.

“How many was that?” He asked.

“14.”

“What? I thought that it was 15.” He said.

“Well, either way the file said 16 people were here.” Lemon argued, looking around the warehouse.

They circled it, and they didn’t realize the other room. They heard a loud wail, as well as whining. Tangerine and Lemon looked at each other, and held their guns out. They both hid behind the doorway, and looked around and were about to shoot when they noticed you. A child. No older than 3 years.

They looked at each other.

“What the hell?” Tangerine mumbled, and they both put their guns down. You crawled away from them and were now backed up to a wall.

“Shh, sh, sh.. it’s alright.” Lemon said, as they both approached you. Your cries got louder.

“‘Ts alright, Its alright. We’re not gonna hurt ya.” Tangerine said quietly and softly, he crouched down to your level. Your cries stopped and you looked at them.

Lemon slowly picked you up, and carefully held you in his arms. You looked at the both of them with a curiosity in your eyes.

“Guessin’ we killed her parents.” Tangerine sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“Probably.”

“Wait.. is she the 16th person?” Tangerine thought.

“Wha- oh, shit. You’re right. It’s not like we can jus’ kill ‘er, mate. That’s way against my morals.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t really plannin’ on it.” Tangerine said, angrily now. “But what the hell do we do with her now?”

“Dunno… maybe we jus’.. put her up for adoption? Leave her at a fire station?”

“The first ones not bad, but the second ones dangerous. They could miss her. Heard they ran over some baby cause they didn’t see her.”

“Yeah. Well, guess we could jus’ put her up for adoption. But how would we explain how we have her?”

“Never thought of that.” Tangerine sighed, and groaned. You made grabby hands to tangerine, and he quirked an eyebrow as Lemon laughed.

“Think she wants you, mate.”

“No way. Nope.” Tangerine looked the other way. Lemon went up to him, practically forcing you into his hands. Tangerine sighed and held you, you smiled and giggled, babbling at the mustached man.

“Dada!” You said, it didn’t exactly sound like that, but they knew that’s what you were trying to say.

“Nope. Nope.” Tangerine groaned and put you back down onto the cold floor, you stared up at him still while he stared down at you. You walked around the room for a little, and motioned for Lemon to pick you up again which made him smile and laugh quietly.

“Aren’t you just adorable.” He booped your nose, and you giggled at the man, grabbing at his finger, his large hands looked like a giants to you.

“Don’t say it.” Tangerine mumbled when Lemon stared at him.

“We should keep her-“

“No.”

“Look at ‘er! She called you dad.” He hit tangerines shoulder.

Tangerine groaned again and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“No. I’m not having this conversation-“

“I can be uncle lemon. I’ve always wanted to be an uncle!” He said, practically begging at this point.

“Uncle.. lewmon?” The pronunciation sounded w weird coming from you but it made lemon smile widely.

“Oh my gosh. See that? She jus’ called me uncle. We have to keep her.”

“I don’t exactly know how to care for a bloody baby!”

“All we gotta do is clean her diapers, which I’ve done, feed her, clean after her, and keep her safe. C’mon man. I’m sure your girlfriend would love her.” Lemon teased him.

Tangerine narrowed his eyes, picking up his phone and texted his girlfriend “how do you feel about a child? Specifically 2 years old or something?”

“Uh… why? Aaron, if this is another joke..”

“It’s not.” He texted back.

“I mean I like kids, yeah. Do you mean like.. as ours?”

“Yeah. Kinda. Found one on a mission, we can put it up for adoption but she seems to like me and Lemon too much.”

“I mean… I’d love too, yeah, but wouldn’t it be a lot? The adoption process and all.”

“Don’t worry bout that, love.” He said, and put his phone down with a sigh.

“Well.. looks like she’s ours now.” He told lemon with a shrug.

Lemon smiled “All cause of your girlfriend?” He teased.

“Yes. Shut up.”

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“Alright, alright, let’s give uncle lemon a break.” He picked you up, taking you away from his brother who desperately needed a break from watching you for hours.

“Thanks man.” Tangerine said to him, patting his shoulder.

“Yeah. It’s nothin’. Anything for my only and favorite niece.” He smiled at you and Tan again, while Tangerines girlfriend came running down the stairs.

“Alright, let’s go. Thank you lemon!” She had said, and quickly left him alone in the house.

He sighed “Man, can’t believe I went from an assassin to a full time babysitter.”

[pretty-little-mind33]

Tangerine x fem!reader / bonus: platonic!Lemon x fem!reader

Summary: Tangerine and Lemon care for the kidnapped girl they were paid a lot of money to save.

Genre: Fluff, hurt & comfort

Warnings: kidnapping, abuse, banter, cigarette burns, trauma, swearing

~ @kpopgirlbtssvt here you go, lovely 🤍 ~

"Remind me again why we're here?" Lemon deadpans, his clothes drenched from the rain as he stands in the middle of the abandoned building, blood splatter evident on his shirt from the men he'd already killed outside. 

Tangerine shakes his head, his hair wet from the rain as he grunts and checks his gun. "Because we're gettin' paid 300 million quid for this job," he snaps and runs a hand in his hair to tame it down, "And for once it's an easy one. Kill those fuckin' bastards, find the girl, and return 'er to whoever is paying for 'er. Easy."

"Ya, easy as pie," Lemon rolls his eyes sarcastically, "She some kinda princess or what?" he asks but he doesn't really complain about the amount of money. 

"Blood hell, I don' know, but it doesn't matter, does it? Cover me will ya," his brother retorts and lifts his gun, kicking down the door and shooting whatever scumbag appears in the dirty apartment room.

Lemon covers him as he shouts curses. It's a bloody mess by the end and both of them are drenched in blood. 

"Shit," Lemon curses again as he walks by a broken mirror in the hall, "Tis bad luck, mate."

"Can ya shut your mouth for once, Lemon?" Tangerine snaps as walks by, unamused by the comment. He looks purposeful as he walks to the closed room he assumes you're held in. He opens the door slowly, afraid to scare you, and his breath abruptly leaves him. 

Lemon stands behind him, looking past him and his eyes widen. "Tan," he whispers as if his brother hasn't already seen you.

You look so fragile, so scared, and so alone. You're pressed against the wall near the broken bed frame, the dirty mattress caved in and blood-stained, and you're trembling harshly.

Your arms and legs are covered in bruises, bleeding cuts, and cigarette burns. Tangerine and Lemon's hearts mutually shatter. 

You let out a whimper once they walk closer and Lemon instantly grabs Tangerine's shoulder. "She's terrified," he whispers, holding his brother back so he doesn't rush towards you too quickly.

Tangerine's shoulders tense as you continue to stare at them, tears and mascara stains running down your cheek. "I know," he answers and asks Lemon, "What do we do?"

Lemon thinks for a moment. "Show 'er we aren't a threat to ´er," he says and crouches down, putting his gun on the floor as he raises his hands in surrender. Tangerine copies his brother and he even removes his gold knuckle brace, putting it in his suit pants pocket without hesitation. 

You don't move, too afraid to stand or attempt to run from them. Your body feels so weak and beaten down. Lemon and Tangerine crouch down near you and you just continue to stare at them.

You look terrified.  

"What's your name, sweetheart?" Lemon asks calmly. When he doesn't get an answer he sighs and puts his palm on his chest, "I'm Lemon, and this is my brother Tangerine."

Your eyes drift from Lemon to Tangerine but you still don't move or speak. Tangerine nods his head as if to say "hello" and he keeps his eyes focused on yours. 

You shift away from them, exposing more of the bruises that litter your arm. Tangerine grimaces. "Do those hurt?" he asks, his voice low and hoarse. 

You nod and his heart swells when you answer him. Tangerine looks at Lemon, who sighs and tilts his head towards you. "Someone paid good money to save ya," he says, "I promise we mean you no harm. Can ya come with us? Can ya walk?"

You blink, breathing harshly, but you nod again. Lemon stands and allows Tangerine to be the one to extend his hand to you. He does and you stare at his hand for a moment. You look up and Tangerine's chest tightens again.

You look so damn scared of him.

He shakes his hand, "Don' worry, I gotcha, luv," he says in a whisper and then he holds his breath when you eventually take his hand. 

He helps you up, resisting the instinct to steady you with his arm around your waist as you stumble a little. He has a feeling you wouldn't welcome his touch right now. Still, you clutch onto Tangerine's hand, moving closer to him and flinching when Lemon wraps a blanket around your shoulders. 

"There, there ya go," Tangerine's words of encouragement swirl around as you focus on breathing and walking in a straight line.

The Twins bring you to their car and help you into the backseat. You still have aven't spoken a word as you fumble with your hands and pick at your nails.

* * *

A few hours pass and Tangerine is really starting to become impatient. He's leaning against the hood of his car, trying for the seventh time to light the lighter he presses against his cigarette—but once more nothing but sparks come out. 

Lemon stands next to him, wearing an annoyed expression as his arms are crossed. "What time did those fuckers say they'd pick 'er up and pay us?"

Tangerine glances at his watch and then mumbles around his cigarette, "Three fuckin' hours ago, mate," he finishes and with an angry huff, chucks his lighter to the side.

"And why're we still here?" Lemon deadpans. Tangerine turns to look inside the car and his eyes land on you.

You're sleeping in the backseat. Lemon follows his gaze and rubs his temples, understanding a little better now. "What are we supposed to do with ´er now?" he asks his brother softly. 

"I don't know."

"Should we bring her to the coppers?"

"Absolutely not!" Tangerine glares at his brother, "I mean—doesn't this all feel a little fishy to ya? A promise of 300 million, with a 200 thousand advancement, all for nothing because the bastards don't even show up?" 

"It's bullocks is what—"

"No, you don't understand," Tangerine continues, his stare hardening, "What if they want us to abandon her? Or bring her to the police? What if that was their plan all along?"

Lemon raises his eyebrows and crosses his arms, "Since when are ya into conspiracies, bruv, this doesn't sound like ya—"

"Are ya saying we just leave her?!" Tangerine snaps. 

Lemon instantly frowns, "That is not what I'm saying."

"Then what are you saying? We don't know who she is, why she was taken, and now we don't know where to bring 'er," Tangerine rambles, his eyes a little wild. Lemon pauses and examines him. He seems weirdly worried for this girl. 

"So, you want us to take 'er in," Lemon deadpans, reading his brother's body language. 

Tangerine's cheeks turn a little pink, "No—that isn't what—"

Lemon interrupts him and looks at you in the back of their car. "I think we should. I mean, look at 'er! She's harmless and she's hurt and we'd really would be fuckin' arseholes not to help 'er!"

Tangerine rubs his jaw, "Yeah, such fuckin' pricks."

Lemon nods in agreement "The biggest fuckin' arseholes." 

So that's what they do, they bring you to their house; a mostly hidden mansion on the outskirts of the city. You stay quiet and meek as they show you to your room.

Hours pass and you still haven't spoken a word to either of them and as much as it does annoys the hell out of him, Tangerine understands.

"Do ya want some tea, darlin'?" he asks from behind the door to their guest room. 

No answer. 

Tangerine squeezes his eyes shut and curses himself. He opens the door a little and peeks in. He needs to make sure you're okay. Sure, Lemon has been the one to clean up your wound and give you some clean clothes—but that wasn't because Tangerine didn't care. 

Instead, it was because he couldn't stomach seeing how badly you'd been hurt. It makes him want to puke (and he's usually good with things like that).

"Hey're ya alright?" he asks, seeing you sitting on the bed. Stupid, stupid question. Your eyes are bloodshot and you're clutching the covers over you, silent tears rolling down your cheeks. 

Fuck, Tangerine doesn't know how to deal with this. Should he get Lemon? Lemon could probably turn your tears into laughter. 

You look up and quickly wipe at your tears, staring at Tangerine as you nod an answer. His heart breaks and he clears his throat, weirdly timid as he rubs his nape. "Y'know, ya don't have to be okay. What happened to you was traumatizing and fucked up. It's okay to not be okay, luv."

You blink at him and then you nod again. Tangerine's shoulders relax. It's a start. 

"Do you wanna call anyone for ya?"

You shift and pick at your nails again. Tangerine wonders if you even have anyone to call and he sighs. Why can't he be better at conversations?

Suddenly, the door opens again, and this time Lemon walks inside with an all too familiar sticker book in his hand that makes Tangerine groan. Lemon sticks out his hand and shushes him. 

"I'm helpin' 'er talk," Lemon says and sits at the end of your bed. 

You look at him, obviously concerned but Tangerine sees you shift closer and peek at the sticker book. "Have'ya seen Thomas the Tank Engine?" 

Tangerine opens his mouth to protest. 

You nod.

"See, this is how I read people," Lemon starts and shows you the sticker book. He unsticks one of them and just as Tangerine walks closer and sits next to him, Lemon smacks his hand on his brother's forehead and leaves behind a sticker, "See, my brother here is a Gordan. He's the fastest, the most important, but he doesn't always listen to people," 

Tangerine looks downright offended. 

"He can, in other words, be an arrogant prick."

 You turn to look at Tangerine, your glossy eyes taking him in, and Tangeirne's stomach sinks so far he's afraid he'll drown. For some reason, he doesn't want you to think of him like that. A blush creeps on his cheeks. He pulls off the sticker immediately.

"Obviously, I'm Thomas," Lemon boasts and sticks the Thomas sticker on his own forehead, which ears a grunt from Tangerine, "Because main character energy, hello?" 

Both men swear they hear a small, almost non-existent, chuckle from your lips. 

Lemon unsticks another sticker, not wanting to make a fuss over one almost-chuckle. He turns to you and raises his arm. You look at the sticker, understanding what he wants to do, and hesitantly, you lean forward to give him permission. 

He gently sticks the sticker on your forehead. "And you, you're an Edward. You're kind, gentle, and smart. I can just tell."

For once, Tangerine agrees with Lemon's stupid Thomas the Tank Engine analysis. 

"Ignore Lemon, he still plays with toys as if he isn't a grown man," Tangerine interrupts, his tone playful as he sends Lemon a glare and then turns to send a small smile your way. He almost chokes on his saliva when he sees that you're also smiling as your fingers delicately probe the sticker on your skin. 

When Lemon nudges his side Tangerine wants to tell him to shut up but he's too immersed in your beauty. 

"I always thought I was more of Percy," you whisper and look up at them. Both men look completely star-struck and it takes Lemon less than a millisecond to make a joke (much to Tangerine's horror).

"Ah, so she does speak," he cracks a grin, which you return and unstick the sticker from your forehead. 

"Lemon," Tangerine hisses and looks at you, his concern obvious, "How're ya feeling, darlin'?"

Lemon rolls his eyes. "Smooth, bruv," he chuckles and then tilts his head and makes another joke, this time intending to make you laugh fully, "Ignore my brother, he has a permanent stick in his ass. He's fuckin' allergic to fun and laughs, apparently, the poor doctors couldn't find a cure." Tangerine's eyes widen so wide at this and he looks embarrassed. "Ya don't have to answer him right away, sweetheart. Breathe."

You look between the brothers as they argue. 

"I am not allergic to fun!" Tangerine hisses. 

"So you admit ya do have a stick up your ass?" Lemon chuckles and it takes all of Tangerine's restraint not to smack him. 

"I'm gonna kill ya," he whispers harshly and Lemon pretends to gasp but his expression remains blank.

"How gentlemanly, threatening me in front of a lady."

"You prick—"

Your laughter cuts the tension and both of them shut their mouths. They look at you again and when they see that your shoulders look less tense and you're laughing now, your breathing calm and your tears dried, their bickering ceases. 

Lemon looks at his brother and when he sees the look in Tangerine's eyes, he knows. He's done for, Lemon thinks with a smirk. 

Tangerine watches the way you move as you laugh and as the sound dies down all he wants is to hear it again.

However, the sound of your voice will have to do for the moment because you look at them timidly and say, "My name is Y/n." You sound almost embarrassed by your own name. 

Tangerine's heart swells and he swears Lemon might have to pry him away from you at some point because he's never voluntarily leaving your side again.

He grins wide and he's sure he looks like a smitten fool, which to Tangerine's dismay is confirmed when Lemon opens his mouth to make another joke.

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

@padfootdaredmetoo @sunflowersteves @little-miss-dilf-lover @madame-fear @tangerinesgf @addie0ffset @gh0stsp1d3r @cyberjam LOOK AT HIM Y’ALL

[slut-f0r-u]

Tangerine and Lemon react to their sibling being bullied.

Warning/tags:crying, comfort, people being mean, killing etc

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long and I know I said I would write a fic on this (and still can if y'all want) but I have been really busy lately working on a sequel to Scared which will be out soon.

Pairings: Lemon x platonic Tangerine, Tangerine x siblingreader, Lemon x sibling!reader

When you arrived home the twins were already there laying on the lounge watching some random cartoons

They heard you walk in and turned around to greet you with happy smiles but they soon dropped when they saw tears running down you cheeks.

They look horrified.

Why on Earth was they're little sibling crying?

But before they could ask you anything you quickly rushed past them.

Tangerine tried to jump up and follow you but Lemon stopped him and said you needed some time, recieving a few displeased grunts from Tangerine.

They could hear your muffled crying and it broke theit hearts. They were going to kill whoever did this.

After about an hout had passed and they could still hear your cries they agreed to go and check on you.

They found you door locked. You NEVER locked your door, this must be really bad.

They knocked on you door and asked to be let in gently, afraid to scare you.

After a while with no response Tangeine grew angrier and started banging on you door loudly threatening to break it down

Once you finally opened the door their hearts completley broke when they saw your face.

They HATED seeing you cry and would anything to stop it.

Lemon quickly pulls you into a hug and you cry into his chest.

He slowly manovures you onto your bed and sits down with you.

Tangerine kneels down in front of you with a very serious look on his face.

"I'm only gonna ask ya this once. Who did it?"

You look up at tangerine and break your hug with lemon. Not long before you launch yourself at tangerine.

They both look on the verge of tears, how could someone hurt you?

Their little, baby sibling.

You look up at him once again and try to explain what happened.

The twins growing angrier at every word.

If Tangerine wasn't furious before, he certainly was now.

But they weren't mad at you they were mad at the people who caused this.

That night you all curled up in bed and watched movies and ate ice cream.

Lets just say the twins "visited" whoever was mean to you.

They made sure the people would never bother you again.

[whatiswrongwithpeople]

The ladybug plagues the tangerine pt.1

Tangerine x fem!oc , Tangerine x Tabasco , Platonic!Ladybug x Tabasco

Summary: Ladybug , the twins and Tabasco take a break in the bar wagon. Ladybug flirts with Tabasco just to get on Tangerine’s nerves.

A/N: Hello there , it’s me again! I am currently on vacation but I just had to write this. I am also planning to write a second part about what happens afterwards with Tabasco and Tangerine. Might even be able to do this til end of the week , so keep your beautiful eyes open!

Note: written on my notes app, not proofread , cursing , slight gore , flirting

Hope you enjoy🍊🧡

(Find my Tangerine x Tabasco masterlist here: https://whatiswrongwithpeople.tumblr.com/post/692964723814285312/hcs )

Pt.2: https://whatiswrongwithpeople.tumblr.com/post/694470543363178496/the-ladybug-plagues-the-tangerine-pt2

Perhaps this wasn’t really necessary and perhaps Ladybug enjoyed it just a little bit too much , but whilst being on his mission in the bullet train , the blonde had found that flirting with the fellow assassin,Tabasco, was the perfect side quest. Why ? Well, first of all it was fun to do so because the woman actually is an old friend of his and he really enjoyed their harmless back and forth. And , well , secondly, it turned out to be EVEN more fun when he noticed how a certain mustache man , named after an orange fruit, began to fume upon seeing how he flirted with the female assassin.

And that’s exactly why Ladybug was currently leaning against the counter of the train‘s bar , munching on some wasabi peas , giving his whole attention to Tabasco who was standing at the sink, trying to wash off bits and pieces of an enemie’s brain , which had latched themselves onto her sleeves after she had bashed in his head with a bottle of whiskey. Said bottle was now empty, after each of the four assassins in the wagon had taken a rather big sip of the brown liquor. “You blew my mind just like that when I first saw you years ago on that Rome mission.” Ladybug smiled charmingly, popping another wasabi pea into his mouth. Tabasco smiled as well , keeping her focus on scrubbing at a rather big stain , right at the end of her sleeve. “Mhm, I looked quite dashing didn’t I?” She replied, a humorous note in her statement. “Oh my , my , you still do ! “ Ladybug answered, leaning in just a bit more, mentally noting how Tangerine’s tapping on the table right behind them seemed to get a tad more harsher. “But you should really take off that shirt.” Suddenly a loud bang was heard from where Tangerine sat. Lemon ,who stood behind the bar mixing up some drinks, looked at his brother with raised eyebrows and shook his head. Tangerine locked eyes with his brother , slight twitch in his eye, “There was a fucking fly on the table , I hate these little bastards.” Lemon only hummed in response, fully knowing why Tangerine had smashed his fist onto the wooden table in front of him. “Aaaaanyways” Ladybug started redirecting his gaze onto Tabasco “Cleaning this really would be easier if you’d take it off.” And whilst this might sound like some cheap-ass flirting to anyone else , Tabasco knew that he really meant it as advice and that there was no serious intentions in the harmless flirting between them. It’s just how their friendship worked , compared to the flirting between her and Tangerine, which would cause her many sleepless nights and ignite a fire in every cell of her body. The latter’s eyes where almost popping out of their sockets when she did indeed take her shirt off, revealing her bra. Lemon snorted at the expression on his brother’s face, curiously awaiting how Tangerine would act in this situation. “You’re right this is much easier.” Tabasco stated , throwing her shirt into the sink. She did by no means feel uncomfortable undressing herself in front of the three men. Ladybug had seen her like this several times already, when he was patching her up. Lemon , was her best friend and she knew where she stood with him and that he would never make her feel weird about this. And Tangerine, well, Tangerine was a different story. She knew he would never make her feel weird about this , would help patch her up and all of that , but with him she wanted to provoke a reaction. Just something making the flames within her burn even more intense. Her eyes lifted from her task at hand , glancing at the assassin across from them. He had an unreadable expression on his face and looked somewhat tense, but that wasn’t really unusual for the man. “It really is, and I mean, this isn’t the first time I have seen you like this anyways.” Ladybug hummed , taking a sip of the drink Lemon had just slid across the counter. Before Tabasco could answer , Tangerine was on his feet leaving the wagon, left eye twitching and grunting. A loud bang could be heard somewhere down the train and suddenly the bar was silent.

“Looks like somebody is throwing a tamper tantrum.” Ladybug shrugged , turning around so he was facing both Tabasco and Lemon. “Well , it’s not like you gave him any reason not to.” Lemon replied, stirring his drink. “But honestly I get it , sometimes it’s fun to see him literally fume like Thomas the Tank Engine.”

“Something wrong with Tangerine?” Tabasco asked , her hands still in the red water. Ladybug shook his head at how oblivious his dear friend was. “I really don’t know, maybe you should go and find out.” He replied, his hand fishing for more wasabi peas in the bag. Knowing the blonde wasn’t expecting any reply from her , Tabasco wiped off her hands , leaving the wagon with a “Don’t you dare touch my drink!”

Once she was out the door, Lemon disregarded the drink he had in his hands , placing it on the counter , before rolling up his sleeves and continuing Tabasco’s work. “Do you think they’ll finally come clean now?” Ladybug asked , leaning his chin on the counter. Eying him the twin sighed “They are both incredibly smart , but when it comes to this I think we’d have a better chance of bringing dinosaurs back to life.” Ladybug ,now having his whole cheek on the counter, only nodded , mumbling a “Like Jurassic Park.” Getting back a “Like Jurassic Park,indeed .” from Lemon , who was shaking his head at how oblivious his two favourite people were for the love they harboured towards each other (and how they eye fucked whenever and wherever they met).

[luna0713hunter]

Can I request cheek kisses with Luffy, but like platonic? Like, they aren’t biological related, but they act a lot like sibling and give each other platonic cheek kisses?

Author's not : this is such a cute idea!hope you like it!

You'll always be my best friend

Monkey d.Luffy x platonic!reader

Summary : you always wished for a sibling growing up,but when you grow up with Luffy by your side and later join his crew,you understand you always had a brother by your side.

Warnings : absolutely none!,platonic reader and Luffy,friends who act like siblings , childhood friends

*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘˚˳°*.✧∘

When you hear Nami's shout from behind you,you and Luffy share a mischief glance before starting to run for your lives.

You knew Luffy since you were young.

Ever since you remember,you always wanted a sibling. Someone you could play with and do adventures alongside. So when you met Luffy one day,up on a three munching on fruits,you particularly became attached at hips.

Luffy dreamed big,ever since your childhood days. He dreamed of becoming the pirate king;of becoming someone worthy of Shanks' crew. And when he shared that dream with you under a blanket in your hiding spot inside Shank's ship,you knew you would live by his side and help him achieve that dream.

"Luffy!y/n!! I swear to god when i catch you two -!"

Luffy laughs by your side and as you fist bump him,you jump behind Sanji to protect yourselves from a very angry Nami. Sanji balances a tray of drinks in his hands with practice and lets out a small yelp. He sighs in relief when the glass dont fall down and break,and looks from you two to Nami and up to Nami's hair.

"What the-"

"they colored my hair!"

There's the sound of another pair of footsteps as Zoro climbs up the stairs;having woke up from his nap by the commotion.

"whats all the yelling abou-Whoa."

And when Usopp pops his head from between the doors,his mouth hangs open.

"i knew you and Zoro were related!!"

"Shut up,Usopp!!" Nami combs his now green hair with frustrated fingers and suddenly she's taking out a small pocket knife.

"I'm going to kill you two."

Sanji holds up his tray of drinks and steps backwards slightly.

"now now,no need for violence, Madame."

"step back if you dont wanna get killed either."

You look toward at Luffy from behind Sanji's strong form and giggle.

"she looks just like Zoro!"

"i know right?!your plan was brilliant!!"

"uh,guys," Sanji whisper/yells, "i suggest you two start running."

And when Nami lunged forward,you two jump and run for your lives.

Its a while before the two of you can hide from Nami. You try to sit comfortably behind the many supply boxes and grin when Luffy offers you half a tangerine. You much on the juicy fruit, groaning upon the sweet taste and look at the young boy sitting comfortably beside you.

"it was fun. But i think we're in danger for a few days."

"yeah. I think Nami's gonna kill us in our sleep."

The thought of Nami's green hair has you two stifling your giggles again. Luffy leans in,and presses his sticky-tangerine lips to your cheek,making you squeal while giggling loudly.

"dude!!you got tangerine juice all over me!"

And when Luffy laughs loudly,you jump on him and push him back on the floor,so while wrestling,try to kiss his cheeks to make them sticky as well.

The two of you fall asleep together like that.

Just like your childhood days,where the safest place was in Luffy's brother like embrace.