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13 Days of Halloween 2024 - Schedule

Daily Content will be posted from October 19 to the 31st.

Taglists will be added to the content posts like normal, if you are not on a taglist, and would like to be tagged in a particular post let me know. I also have a Taglist Form for my regular releases as well.

Authors Notes: Warnings are on each fic individually. All content posts are Gn!Reader Inserts Order and titles of fics might change as I work on them, I just wanted to give you an idea of what was coming up.

(13 Days of Halloween 2023 Masterlist)

October 19th: TBZ Hyunjae x Reader; 'Autumn Confessions' (fluff/cozy) Bonus Post: Ateez Costume Scenarios (gen/cute)

October 20th: Woozi x Reader; 'Revenge, and New Friends' (fun/angst/comfort)

October 21st: Han Jisung x Reader' 'N/A' (fun/fluff)

October 22nd: Yunho x Reader; 'Taking Initiative' Bonus: Soobin x Reader; Halloween Date Scenarios + Drabble (cute/fluff)

October 23rd: Lee Seokmin 'DK' x Reader; 'N/A' (fluff/comfort/humor)

October 24th: Sunwoo x Reader; 'N/A' (humor/cute/fluff) Bonus: San x Reader; 'N/A' (cute/suggestive)

October 25th: Bang Chan x Reader; 'N/A' (fluff/comfort)

October 26th: Hongjoong x Reader; 'Summoned' (suggestive/Demon AU)

October 27th: Sangyeon x Reader; 'N/A' (cute/comfort) Bonus: Hoshi x Reader; 'Ruh Roh' (humor/cute)

October 28th: Yeonjun x Reader; 'Run!' (fun/cute/gen) Bonus: Mingi x Reader; 'N/A' (fun/cute)

October 29th: Seungmin x Reader; '7 Minutes in Hell' (humor/angst/fluff)

October 30th: Wooyoung x Reader; 'Kidnapped' (humor/fluff/fun)

October 31st: Seungcheol x Reader; 'N/A' (fun/fluff/jealous!S.coups)

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Totally and Completely in Love {Legolas x Reader}

A.N: I’m extremely proud of this. I’ve worked on it for two weeks and just really love it. I think it’s actually my favorite thing I’ve ever written, so it would mean so much to me if you guys let me know what you think of it.

Requested by Anon on Tumblr: Hey! Can I request a Legolas x (human)reader where the reader is on the quest with the fellowship and she gets a really bad fever along the way (my idea was she passes out and Legolas carries her and takes care of her - but that's just an idea, you can make it any way you wish!) and while she's in fever shaking and high temperature she accidentally admits her feelings for Legolas not even knowing what she says cause she's so very ill. With lots of fluff along the way - fluff in your fics is just amazing 🥺 OH AND plus Aragorn who's shipping them the whole time like he always does! I was thinking about this for a long time and I just had to request it! Thank you so so so sooo muchh ❤️❤️❤️ Lots of love!

Word Count: 4, 318 ....oops. My bad.

Pairing: Legolas x Reader

Summary: You catch a cold and Legolas takes care of you.

Warnings: Swears, sickness/fever

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Totally and Completely in Love

You dove under the water, probing with your hands until you hit what you thought was an ankle. Yanking it, you felt the person attached stumble and join you under the water. You came up for air, laughing to see Merry spluttering as he recovered from his sudden dunking.

Leaving Rivendell some days previously, you had been excited for the journey and adventure you were about to embark on. Now, though, you were starting to feel a little worse for wear. After spotting the small waterfall and pool it flowed into, you and the hobbits had begged Aragorn to stop early for the day, desperate to wash up. After a lot of begging, he had finally agreed, and here you were.

Aragorn had wanted to get a more thorough grasp of the terrain if you were to be camping here, and Legolas and Gimli had volunteered to join him. Aragorn had rolled his eyes, knowing that he would spend a lot of time breaking up arguments and friendly competitions between the two, but they left. (You fondly recalled the time when, after a long day of walking, the two had started a competition to find the most firewood. It had ended with them having a tug-of-war with a large log while the rest of the group rolled around laughing at them, which doubled when Aragorn chopped the log in half, causing them each to fall back on their asses.) While they scouted, Sam got a fire going, and Boromir and Gandalf did who knows what, you and the other three hobbits had decided to go wash your clothes. Merry and Pippin had quickly started a fight, however, and upon seeing them in the pool with the mist spraying into the air, creating rainbows, you had stripped down to your underthings and joined them, determined to win, while Frodo looked on and called out advice from a nearby rock. It was freezing, uncomfortably so, but it was worth it to be able to feel even a little bit clean again.

“Nice one, Y/N!” he cried out now, nodding his approval as you dunked Pippin. You ignored the fact that as a human, you had a size advantage over the small hobbits, and proceeded to do a victory lap in the water.

Swimming around, you admired the natural beauty that you had somehow stumbled upon. Small cliffs rose around you, about the height of a small oak tree, sheltering the little lagoon. The waterfall cascaded down the rocks into the pool of shimmering blue water, which filtered out between a small gap in the rocks, forming a river. The green leaves of the trees were reflected in the water, giving it a teal tint, and the sun made the grains in the rocks sparkle. All of this gave the small area a truly ethereal look.

You were suddenly startled from your reverie by two hobbit-sized shapes crashing into you from above. While you had been admiring the scenery, Merry and Pippin had climbed onto the rocks to ambush you. Forcing your head underwater, they giggled as you came back up, gasping. Their amusement quickly turned to fear as you turned to them with a devilish glint in your eyes. You tackled them and smirked as their faces turned to twin looks of outrage. “What was that for?”

“You guys jumped me! I did what I had to do.” You leaned back in the water, very pleased with yourself as you heard a stifled chuckle from the nearby rocks.

“Oh, you think that’s funny, do you, Frodo?” Pippin was advancing on him now, looking comically angry. Merry grabbed him and whispered something in his ear that you couldn’t quite hear. Pippin nodded, his face turning serious.

“We should go back to the campsite, see if there’s any food.” Merry was now climbing onto the shore and tucking his shirt into his wet trousers.

“You just want to steal some of Sam’s stew before everyone else!” Pippin elbowed him. “And what if I do?” Merry set off running towards the campsite, Pippin following him with a curse and a shout of, “Now he’ll eat it all and there’ll be none left for me!”

You made your way onto the shore a bit more sedately. Once out of the water, you began shivering and hastened to get redressed. Frodo had looked away, blushing, when you climbed out of the water, and you teased him. “C’mon Frodo, everything important is covered!”

This was true, you had kept your wrappings over your chest on, as well as your other undergarments. “Still,” the hobbit kept his eyes averted as you tugged your tunic over your head, lacing it as you spoke, “it’s not proper.” You shook your head at him in pretend exasperation. “I’m decent, let us go see if Merry really did eat all the stew.”

Sitting around the fire with your companions, you would have been quite content had you still not been so cold. Sam’s stew had warmed you for a little while, but now you were hunched over in your still-damp clothes, shivering. “Are you all right, Y/N?” Legolas looked down at you from his perch on the log next to you, concern in his eyes. “Yes,” you nodded, teeth chattering. “Just cold.”

“Well, maybe Legolas could warm you up?” Aragorn winked at you.

“No!” you cried, and then leaned over and punched Aragorn’s arm.

“Ow! What was that for?” he exclaimed, but you just sat back, pleased with yourself, yet still shivering.

Legolas looked uncertain for a second, then wrapped his arm around your shoulders, bringing you close to his warmth. You unconsciously pressed closer against him, drawn to the heat emanating from his body. As you did, he stiffened. He then jumped up, leaving you sitting there, confused as he made his way over to his pack. Grabbing something, he came back over and held it out to you.

“You’re freezing because your clothing is soaked!” He informed you and the group of this. “Yes, Legolas, I know. I’m the one wearing the soaked clothes.” You attempted to say this deadpan, but it was ruined by the clicking sound of your teeth chattering.

“Well, I was thinking- I don’t have pants that’ll fit you, but you can wear my tunic.” He blushed. “It might be a little large, but at least it’s dry.”

“Oh, no Legolas, I’m fine, really.” You didn’t want him to notice how you were nervously playing with your hair, something you always did when embarrassed.

“Really, Y/N. Take it.” He shook it at you, and, sighing, you stood and grabbed it out of his hand. “Thank you, Legolas.” You made your way to the edge of the campsite, grabbing a new set of wrappings for your breasts before disappearing into the forest to change.

Behind a tree, you lifted the damp tunic over your head and rewrapped your chest with practiced ease. You then pulled Legolas’ soft tunic on. It was rather large on you, falling a little lower on your legs than yours usually did. It hit your waist at a nice angle, however, accentuating it nicely. The real issue was the neckline. It had no laces and was much deeper than you usually wore, exposing a lot more skin than you were used to. After unsuccessfully trying to close the v-neck in some way, you gave up and just prayed no one would look too closely.

Walking back into the campsite, you draped your wet tunic over your pack, hoping it would dry overnight.

“I feel much warmer now, thank you.” You sat back down on the log next to Legolas. His eyes drifted across your body, taking in the sight of you in his clothes. “It looks good on you.” He blushed, and you tucked a piece of loose hair behind your ear, feeling rather pleased by the compliment.

“Hey, lovebirds!” came a shout from across the fire. Boromir was sitting with Merry and Pippin and was unwrapping something encased in leaves. You quickly scooched apart from Legolas, fidgeting, and craned your neck to see what Boromir had.

“What is that?” Legolas was just as curious, and just as embarrassed.

“While you were all off doing stuff earlier, I went and gathered some berries!” Boromir finished unwrapping them and held them up triumphantly. You could see strawberries and blueberries spilling out onto the leaves, and licked your lips in anticipation. After taking a few, Boromir passed the pouch around the fire, and everyone took a couple. You bit into a strawberry, savoring the sweetness.

“These are delicious, thank you, Boromir.” Aragorn was trying to speak around a mouthful of blueberries, which just caused the blue juice to run down his chin. Soon, you were all giggling at each other devouring the fruit, not caring if any got on your faces. Even Gandalf had a streak of blue running into his long grey beard, a fact that amused Pippin greatly. Finished, you leaned back with a sigh, patting your stomach with satisfaction.

“Thank you, Boromir. Truly, they were a wonderful treat.”

“Happy to, Y/N!” And indeed he did look pleased to see everyone enjoying something he had done for them.

You made your way down to the waterfall, this time accompanied by the whole Fellowship except Gandalf, who had stayed behind to tend the fire. You all splashed water on your faces to clean them of the sticky berry residue. You were careful to just get your face wet, not wanting to dampen Legolas’ tunic, but even with just your face you still got really cold again. Shivering, you turned and walked back to the campsite, admiring the stars shining above the foliage.

Reaching the campsite, you walked over to your bedroll and dragged it closer to the fire. Not so close that people would be worried, but close enough that you could hopefully soak up the meager warmth as the flames dwindled into embers overnight. You climbed in under your blanket and curled up in a ball to preserve as much body heat as possible. Lulled by the crackling of the fire and the soft murmurs of your friends getting ready for the night, you drifted off to sleep, grateful that you weren’t on the watch list that night.

“Y/N. Wake up, it’s time to go.” You were shaken awake the next morning by Legolas, who smiled at you fondly before moving on to help pack up. Stretching, you sat up and immediately recoiled. Your head hurt. And you were cold. And also somehow hot. And you felt a tad bit woozy. But you were fine, you didn’t want to hold up the journey, so you gathered the courage and emerged from your bedding, rolling it up and packing it away as you hissed in discomfort.

Walking across the campsite, your arm was grabbed by Aragorn, who pulled you off to the side. “Are you ok? You look out of sorts.” It was true, you were shaking a little bit with chills, but he didn’t need to know that.

“Oh, I’m completely fine, Aragorn. Don’t worry about me!” You faked a smile in an attempt to prove that you were, as you said, fine. Pulling your arm out of his grasp, you shouldered your pack and set off behind Boromir.

As the day went on, you felt fainter and fainter. One second you would feel like you were a furnace, the next you thought you’d never be warm again. It was taking all your energy to focus on simply putting one foot in front of the other, but you kept going, determined not to be the cause of any delays.

After you had stopped for lunch, Legolas drifted to the back of the group to walk with you. Noticing your shakiness earlier, he had decided to check on you.

“Are you alright, Y/N?” His gaze met yours, and the touching concern in his eyes almost made you stumble, although to be fair anything could have made you stumble, you were so tired at this point.

“Why does everyone keep asking me that? Seriously, Legolas, I’m fi-” Your body finally gave up on you, and you passed out. The elf was not expecting this and tried to catch you as you fell, succeeding only in slowing you down so that you hit the ground gently, cradled in his arms. Feeling your forehead, he sucked in a breath of shock.

“She’s burning up.” He informed the rest of the Fellowship, who were all gathered around the two of you like a bunch of concerned mother hens.

“We cannot stop yet.” Aragorn looked worried.

“I will carry Y/N until we camp for the night.” Boromir volunteered. Had you been conscious, you would have protested being carried at all. You wouldn’t have cared who you were carried by. But someone else did.

“No, Boromir. I’ll carry her.” With this Legolas scooped you into his arms, startling Boromir with his determination. Aragorn just smirked. “Let us continue, then.” And they set off, you in Legolas’ arms, head resting against his chest.

Legolas heard Pippin softly asking Aragorn questions as they moved. “I don’t understand, why did Y/N catch a cold but we did not?”

“Hobbits are hardier folk than us humans. You can withstand much harsher conditions. It is why I did not join you in the water, and I have elvish blood, so it would not have been as bad for me as it is for Y/N.” The elf secretly did not know much about humans and their sicknesses, so he found this explanation rather helpful.

Legolas kept looking down at you, marveling at how, even sick, you looked so peaceful. You wore a faint smile as if you were having a pleasant dream.

“Legolas?” You whispered, squirming in his arms. He jolted at the sound of his name coming out of your mouth.

“Y/N? Are you awake?” He brushed your hair out of your face and saw that your eyes were still closed. He figured it was just you having a dream about the Fellowship, his name just happened to be the one you mentioned. Then you spoke again.

“I love you, Legolas.” He stopped in shock as you shifted in his arms again.

“You love me too? That’s good.” You sighed, wiggling your nose in that cute way Legolas liked, head still resting against his chest.

The elf, meanwhile, was standing there. Dumbstruck, with you fast asleep in his arms, he stood there until an unsuspecting Gimli crashed into him from behind.

“Lad! Yeh don’t just stop in the middle of the path! Keep moving!”

Legolas was still too shocked to come up with a retort, so he silently stepped to the side, letting the dwarf pass. Aragorn was next but paused to get Legolas to keep walking. “Legolas. What is wrong? Do you grow weary of carrying Y/N?”

“No!” The elf turned away from Aragorn, fearing that the man would insist on taking you.

Aragorn backed up a step, hands in the air. “Very well then. If you are not tired, why are you so on edge?”

“Y/N was talking in her sleep.”

“So? What does that have to do with yo- Legolas, why are you blushing?!” The ranger looked very amused by the flushed elf. “What, exactly, did she say?”

“She, um, well- she said she loved me.” Legolas was trying very hard not to meet Aragorn’s eyes.

Meanwhile, Aragorn had a shit-eating grin on his face. “Well, that is wonderful news! Now the two of you can stop the ridiculous flirting and pining.”

“Aragorn- you do not think she could have meant it?” Legolas was now looking at his friend, and Aragorn could see the beginnings of hope in his eyes.

“Of course she meant it! She was having a dream, about you, and told you she loved you. How could it be any clearer?”

“Well, that’s just it. It was a dream. It probably did not mean anything.” As Legolas spoke, Aragorn saw him convince himself that it was not true. “Legolas.” The blond turned his head and looked Aragorn in the eyes.

“I believe that Y/N means what she said in that dream. I have seen it in the way she acts with you. If you do not, then I cannot convince you. But I will say- ask her about it when she wakes up. Just mention the dream.”

With that Aragorn sped up, leaving a conflicted, confused, and still blushing Legolas walking slowly at the back of the group.

“I think you should tell her,” came a voice from down near his elbow. Legolas’ gaze drifted down to focus on Merry, who had somehow appeared next to him while he was lost in thought. “Tell her what?” The elf tried to deny everything, but Merry wasn’t having it.

“Tell her that you love her!” The hobbit looked so earnest that Legolas couldn’t help but listen to him. Merry continued, “I know if I loved someone, I’d want them to know. Not even because we could lose our lives at any moment, just because I think they deserve it. It’s like in the old stories Mr. Bilbo used to tell. She deserves to know you love her, Legolas. Tell her before it’s too late.”

Struck by the serious set of the hobbit’s face, and emotions in his eyes, Legolas nodded. “All right then. I guess I’ll ask her tonight.” He looked nervous, but then his eyes drifted down to look upon your sleeping form, cradled in his arms, and his face softened.

“Don’t let Boromir or Gimli see you looking at her like that, though- they’ll think you’ve gone soft!” And with that, Merry bounded back up to walk with Pippin.

Legolas was again by himself (well, not entirely, you were still there, but that might not count because you were unconscious), left to mull over his thoughts. He had been bluffing with Merry, he was most certainly not going to ask you about your feelings for him that night, but reflecting on the hobbit’s words something struck him. You were all on a perilous quest, it would be better for you to know now. And he could just ask you about your dream, inquire after your sleep. He didn’t have to confess to anything unless you did- which he was sure wasn’t going to happen, who could love him? But it did sound like a decent plan, so he decided to go through with it.

Just as that thought of resolve crossed his brain, you stirred. Opening your eyes, you gazed blearily at the world around you until your gaze came to rest on the face above you.

Blinking, it came into focus. “Legolas? What- why are you carrying me? What happened?”

“You fainted, Y/N. We think you have a fever, you must have caught a cold from swimming yesterday.” He was still walking as he spoke.

“Ok. Well, thank you for carrying me. I can walk now.”

When he didn’t, you asked again. “I’m fine, Legolas. Really, put me down.”

He still refused to do so.

“Put me down, Legolas!”

Finally, he answered. “I will not. I will carry you until we camp tonight.”

Overhearing him, Aragorn called out back to you. “Well, it’s a good thing we just found a place to camp!”

“Frodo, would you mind grabbing me Y/N’s pack from Aragorn and just spreading out her bedroll so she can rest?” Legolas was walking over to a spot he thought you would like as he spoke. Frodo came over with your bedroll, laying it out on a nice, flat area of ground. As pleased as you were, you still had to protest.

“I do not need rest, Legolas. What I need is for you to put me down!”

Sensing that perhaps it was just best to do as you said, the elf gently eased you to your feet. The second you were standing, you started to feel dizzy, and the chills came back. You fell back into Legolas’ waiting arms, too tired to stand.

“Okay, fine, maybe I do need to rest.” You yawned as he lowered you onto your bedroll, tucking the blankets in around you. “But I don’t want to be here, away from everyone. Carry me over to sit around the fire.” You made a regal face as Legolas picked you back up. The fire was crackling in the center of the small clearing, and everyone else was gathered around as Sam served supper.

“So demanding,” he muttered under his breath, jokingly. “Oh!” You were playfully offended.

He set you down, wrapping your blanket around your shoulders before settling next to you. Sam passed you a bowl of stew, and you inhaled the scent of it.

“Rabbit and potato tonight?” You could always guess what was in it.

“How do you guess right every time?” Pippin was amazed.

“I guess I just have a refined, expert sense of smell,” you declared and dug into the delicious stew.

Sighing, you placed your bowl on the ground, empty, and leaned into Legolas’ side. He stiffened, surprised, before wrapping his arm around your shoulders and drawing you closer to him.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better, thank you. Still tired, but I’m not as cold.”

He nodded and looked back at your companions around the fire. Who, in fact, were all staring at the two of you. Again. You scooched away from the elf, realized just how cold it was away from his arms, and promptly moved back closer to him, burying your face in his chest to titters from the group around you.

“Oh, shut up.” You didn’t care, Legolas was warm and you were cold, it was as simple as that. Nothing else. Or at least, that was what you were telling yourself.

Later that night, after you had wobbled back over to your bedroll with the help of Merry and Pippin each propping you up on one side, you lay there, unable to sleep. You didn’t understand why- you were very tired, you just couldn’t sleep. Your tossing and turning must have caught the attention of the person, or rather, elf, on watch, as he came over and sat down next to you.

“Are you okay?” He looked worried.

“Fine. I just can't seem to fall asleep.” You sat up, now at eye level with the blond archer.

“Ah. Well, unfortunately, I do not know how to get you to sleep, but I can keep you company if that is all right.” You nodded, and the two of you sat there, looking up at the stars glowing in the sky, framed like a portrait by the foliage of the trees surrounding the clearing.

After a while, he spoke again. “Y/N, can I ask you something?”

You nodded.

“What were you dreaming about earlier?”

You tucked your hair behind your ear, embarrassed as you recalled the dream from earlier where you and Legolas had fallen in love. Deciding that denial was the best course of action here, you spoke. “I did not dream.”

“Y/N. You were talking in your sleep.”

Uh oh.

“What did I say?”

Now he was blushing. You internally prepared yourself for whatever embarrassing thing he was about to say, ready to deny your feelings.

“You, um… well, you said you loved me.”

You wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Legolas. It was just a silly, dream, it meant nothing, I don’t feel that way about you at all…” Babbling, your eyes went back to his face, unprepared for the depth of disappointment in his eyes and the sadness written there.

“You truly do not feel like that?”

After seeing his face, feeling the emotion conveyed in his voice, a small flame of hope lit in your chest. Taking a deep breath, you decided to be brave.

You took his hand, entwining your fingers with his as you took a deep breath. “I lied, Legolas. I love you.”

You saw the shock on his face. “It’s ok if you don’t feel the same, we can never speak of it again. We can go back to normal, this doesn’t have to be a big deal.” Your babbling was cut off by the elf.

“Y/N. I love you. Totally and completely, with every fiber of my being, I love you.”

Shyly, you reached your hand out and brushed his cheek.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“That’s good.”

He laughed. “You said that after I told you in your dream!”

“I did?”

He nodded. “Now, let’s see if you can get some sleep. It’s late.”

He moved so that you were between his legs, head resting on his chest as he leaned up against a rock. You snuggled in close, and he began rubbing circles on your shoulder. He began to softly hum, a tune you did not recognize but liked just the same. Lulled by his soft voice and the motions of his hands, you drifted into a deep, wonderful sleep.

Legolas sat there, you in his arms, marveling at the turn of events. A movement from Aragorn’s bedroll startled him, but he made sure not to wake you up. The ranger sat up, facing him.

“I told you so.” Aragorn winked at him, looking mightily pleased with himself.

“Well, now that you’re awake, you might as well begin your shift of watch!” Legolas looked triumphant and watched as the ranger sighed and rose, moving over to sit on a boulder that overlooked the whole camp.

“Get some sleep, Legolas,” Aragorn advised.

Careful to not wake you, Legolas moved so that he was lying next to you, arm wrapped around your waist and chin resting just above your head. He sighed and felt himself slowly drift off to join you, his beloved, in the land of sleep.

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Hi I love your blog can I request bakugou and reader who is blind with a earth quirk that helps her see like (toph form Atla also alot like her personality wise).

“Yo Boombastic, watch where you’re blasting here!” You redirect the rubble his way. “Some of us are trying to spar without killing our opponents.”

“You can’t take the heat get the hell out of the kitchen, Helen Keller!” 🤬

“The hell did you just say to me?!”🤬

“What, are you blind and deaf? Need me to come down there and say it to your face pipsqeak?!”

From the outside looking in, people would think Bakugo is bullying or being an asshole, but this is just your dynamic and you both love it

Class 1A is used to your shit talking and roasting sessions

Bakugo ADORES you. Literally worships the ground you walk on

You’re his pipsqueak, his earth quake, his pebble, his big mouth, his shorty

Walks with his arm around your shoulder or waist

“OI WATCH WHERE THE HELL YOU’RE GOIN!” If somebody bumps into you

You’re popping off at the mouth too

He loves sparring with you

You’re the only girl whose ever beaten him multiple times

The first time you beat him (and bragged about it) him he was PISSED

The second time he stopped calling you extra

The third time he asked you on a date

The fourth time he realized he was going to marry you in the future

“My babe is the baddest in this damn school, you got a problem you can take it up with me!”

“And me!”

You definitely call him Lord or King explosion murder unironically

He falls a little more in love each time

You’re his Queen Explosion Murder

Has your ringtone set as Earfquake by Tyler the Creator

Hi, your writing is amazing. It is so much fun to read. If this isn't to much to ask can I ask for a Fili x hobbit reader, where the reader is Bilbo's sister and they join the company to help return the Arkenstone. The reader start to have fealing for Fili but she doesn't know how to tell him how she feels, he one-day gives her, his blakit because he thinks she is cold. She thinks that he started the courting customs. So she starts doing the courting customs she does in her culture. Fili dosn't notice in till one day, he is talking with his brother Kili. She overhears him say, "I would never marry someone like her she's a freak." Which she thinks he was talking about her but he wasn't, he was talking about someone else. She dropps the gift that she made him that was a jacket or blanket that had beautiful embroidery on it and runs of crying. You can write the rest however you want, just some fluff and love at the end please.

All that went through my head at the end was the Dr. Phil audio that's like "Open the door before I throw rocks through your window." - You'll understand when you read it...Anywho, I hope you enjoy it!!

“You’re freezing,” Fili’s voice met your ears as you rubbed your hands together, concern woven in his tone as he approached with your soup bowls. After returning the Arkenstone and officially reclaiming Erebor from Smaug, the Company had set up camp in the main hall, for you all had to heal up before restoring the kingdom to be livable once more. But with that, left the winter breeze that would slither through the cracks of the kingdom’s new makeshift doors. 

“Thank you,” You chose to say, taking the bowl from him. A sigh of relief passing your lips, you enjoyed the way the warmth seeped into your skin. Feeling his eyes still on you, you looked from your bowl to the dwarf next to you. 

“I’ll be fine, Fili, I promise,” You grinned, “Just from the breeze, that’s all.” 

“If you’re sure,” He sighed, sitting next to you on the ground. 

It was like the times when you were camping on the journey up to this lonely mountain kingdom. Except instead of dirt and grass it was dirt and stone beneath your body, but the feeling remained the same. The comradery as you all sat around in a circle together, eating soup, sharing laughs and stories until you were all too tired to stay awake and retired to your bed-rolls. 

“(Y/n),” Fili’s voice made you open your eyes, already tucked into your bed-roll and waiting for sleep to overcome you. 

“Yes?” You whispered, knowing that most of the others were already asleep. 

“Here you go,” He murmured, voice soft as he laid a blanket over your form, its warmth seeping from the top blanket you had and onto your arms and legs. The smell of Fili wafting through your nostrils. 

“Fili I can’t take this-”

“Let me care for you,” He shut down your argument before it even began, giving you a smile before patting your arm. “Get some rest, I’m sure Thorin will wish for us to be up bright and early for planning the restoration.”

Feeling a different kind of warmth bloom within your chest, you were grateful for the dim lighting making it difficult to see the loving expression on your face from your position on the ground. 

“Alright,” You agreed whilst nodding, “Thank you for the blanket.”

 “Anything for you,” He voiced without realizing it, hand lingering on your arm before he stood and began to walk to his own bedding arrangements. 

Heart hammering in your chest, you burrowed your face into your pillow. ‘What a forward way to announce you wish to court someone,’ You thought as you drifted off to sleep. 

And so your own courting attempts began. The invitation on the walk, which he accepted, your own small gift of a book you found in the library that day of Erebor history, which he also accepted- and then came the next step. 

Before marriage comes the step of rooting yourself in the life of your beloved in Hobbit courting. Helping them with chores, going grocery shopping with them, baking with them, it was tradition to determine if you two would enjoy even the most mundane things. And well… This is where the issue began. 

“I have some things to deal with Kili today, I am afraid you can’t come.” 

The rejection that stung your heart didn’t last long, for you were understanding that some things couldn’t be done with your partner. 

“No worries,” You grinned, not knowing how each smile you sent him made his heart race beneath his shirt, hands twitching with an urge to bring you into his embrace before letting you leave his sight for the day. But instead, he simply smiled back.

“I will see you tonight, then?” He asked, needing to know when the next time he’d get to see you was. 

The feeling of rejection now long forgotten, you nodded.

 “Of course, who else would I want to go to dinner with?” You teased, making him laugh and shake his head, braids swinging with the movement of his head, the shaking of the beads sounding like little bells to your ears. 

“I will see you then,” Fili sent you one last look before disappearing out the door to meet Kili on their journey to Dale to discuss supplies with Bard while Thorin was off going to the Blue Mountains to meet with their kin and to have discussions of support to help grow the kingdom into what it once was so many decades ago. 

“It’s fine,” You murmured, watching him disappear on a pony with his brother. “It just gives me time to finish his gift,” You smiled to yourself as you turned on your heel to race to your new bedding chamber, eager to finish up the quilt you were working on. 

The blanket was a royal blue with white backing and on the front held embroidered stitchings in silver of different dwarvish runes and in the middle lay the emblems of the Durin house, an anvil and hammer. It took weeks to figure out and to stitch, but now it was just the finishing touches that you had to work on. 

Day soon turned into dusk, the sun diving beneath the horizon leaving streaks of pink and orange in its wake. 

“They must be back soon,” You murmured out loud, having just finished the quilt and began to put away the supplies for it. 

Butterflies swarmed around in your stomach as you lifted up the blanket, proud of your work but nervous of his reaction. 

“Now or never,” You encouraged yourself, carefully folding up the quilt into a nice square before wrapping it in a thin paper to conceal it from everyone’s view. 

Exiting your room, you hummed to yourself as you walked to the entrance to wait for Fili and Kili to return, only to pause in your stride as you heard their voices approach. 

Just as you were about to announce yourself, Kili’s voice caught your attention.

“-And what do you think about her?” Kili asked in a teasing tone. “She’s been trying to get your attention for weeks.” 

Realizing they may have been talking about you, you froze in place, blanket clutched to your chest. 

“I think that she’s a freak,” Fili scoffed. “She can keep trying to get my attention, I don’t care, but she won’t ever obtain it. You can trust me on that, brother.” 

Heart sinking into your stomach, you struggled to maintain a straight face as tears began to sting the back of your eyes. Taking a shaky breath, you turned on your heel to leave back to your room. Dropping the blanket in the process. 

The sound of your footsteps running down the hall accompanied by the thunk of the blanket on the floor caused the two brothers to turn, Fili’s face immediately dropping once he realized what happened. 

“You don’t think that…” Fili trailed off, horror filling his body as he heard your door slam shut.

“I think so…” Kili finished, patting his brother’s shoulder. “Go clear things up then,” He encouraged, “I’ll tell the others you’ll probably be gone from dinner.”

“Thanks,” Fili barely got the word out before leaving towards the direction you were last in, crouching down to examine what you had dropped. 

“A blanket?” He mumbled to himself,  pulling open the wrapping just enough to see a note from you carefully written on parchment laying on top of the material. 

‘Dearest Fili, 

I hope with all my heart that this blanket will provide you warmth throughout the night like the warmth you have ignited in my heart. 

Forever yours, 

(Y/n)’ 

After locking yourself in your room, you sat at the edge of your bed with tears streaming down your cheeks. 

“I’m such a fool,” You spoke through harsh gasps, holding your head in your hands. 

“How could I not see?” You whimpered, over analyzing each and every interaction you’ve had with the dwarf prince. 

“Why would he accept my courting, then? If he despised me so,” It truly didn’t make sense, but in your grief stricken mind it didn’t matter. “He despises me,” You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head at your own foolishness. 

Your own self-degrading thoughts was interrupted by the gentle knocking at your door. Maybe it was childish, but you didn’t care as you held your breath, hoping that the sound of your racing heart wasn’t loud enough to be heard outside the four walls of your bedding chamber. 

“(Y/n), I know you’re in there,” Fili called out, voice gentle as he leaned his head against the door. 

“I wanted to come talk to you, possibly help make things clear? I believe you heard something that you shouldn’t have.”

Frowning, you slowly stood off your bed as you leaned on the other side of the door. 

“I heard enough,” You responded, voice barely above a whisper as your finger traced the lock on the door. 

“I don’t think you did,” Fili began, “What you heard was not about you.”

“If not me then who?” You asked, despite the stinging rejection in your chest, you couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous. Someone else was vying for his attention?

“A woman at the market, near the bakery we go to?” Fili sighed, “Kili informed me today that she expressed having feelings for me.” 

“Oh..” Your response was heart-wrenching, sounding melancholic from the other side of the door. 

“But that’s what you heard, that I do not care for her. She knows of my affection towards you, and she knows that she’s trying to grasp at any source of my care that she can but it won’t happen, it won’t ever happen.” Fili nearly went on a rant about this woman, rage coursing through him. It was her fault that this was happening to begin with. If she just left him alone then this would have never-

“Your affection towards me?” Your question broke him out of his thoughts, heart-wrenching to now sheer heart-breaking as you sounded so confused. 

“Yes,” Fili reassured you that you did in fact hear him correctly. 

“I adore you.” 

“Please, open the door,” He urged, to which you finally relented, the lock making a clicking noise as it was unlocked. 

Slowly opening the door, you stepped back, expecting him to walk in only to be swept up in his arms, a gasp leaving your lips. 

“Fili!” You screeched as he nearly lifted you off the ground. 

“-’m sorry,” He murmured, but he truly wasn’t, not when he finally got to admit his affection for you for the first time. 

Still holding you in his arms, Fili pulled away just enough to look at you. 

“I meant it, every word,” Fili reassured once again. “The affections I hold for you are infinite and ever growing, amrâlimê.”

“Amrâlimê, wait, doesn’t that mean–”

Cutting you off by a gentle kiss to your lips, Fili chuckled.

“Yes it does, amrâlimê.”

“Say it again?” You asked, eyes sparkling with happiness as he pressed his forehead against yours. 

“Amrâlimê, my love.” 

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(Yugioh) Atem

Don't ask how the millennium puzzle is doing that, I only remembered it after I was done with the line art and I didn't have a place to put it. Super proud of the hand though.

Anyway, I read a Yami x reader story on wattpad (I may be cringe, but I am free) called The Pharoah's Rose and oh. My. LORD it's so good! The reader's character actually felt like she belonged in the story! It was so cute! I need more flirty Yami!

Here's a favorite scene from it, during Pegasus' tournament

Long post, but if you like Yami and are okay with the reader character being female, then you should go read it NOW!!

Hi how are you I just wanna know if you watch hazbin hotel?

Hello lovely. Yes I have watched Hazbin Hotel.

perdido de amor

I fucking love your work

And can you make a TMNT 2012 Leo x Chubby/Curvy Reader?

I love your TMNT work God bless you sweetie🤗💕

I love you the way you are.

TMNT 2012 Leo x chubby/curvy reader.

A/N: I was having a little bit of trouble riding this one. I was just stuck on writers block for a while. I hope everyone enjoys what I write. Have a lovely day everyone and remember that there's always going to be someone that loves you the way you are.

You sigh as you stare at your reflection in the mirror, pinching the soft flesh around your waist. No matter how much you work out and eat healthy, you can never seem to lose the curves and extra weight. Sometimes you feel insecure about your body, wishing you had a lean, slender figure like April or Karai.

As much as you try not to let it get to you, the negative thoughts creep in more and more lately. It doesn't help that you have a huge crush on Leonardo - strong, disciplined, heroic Leo. You're sure he would never be attracted to someone with a body like yours. He probably goes for fit, athletic girls who can keep up with his intense training.

Feeling discouraged, you throw on some loose clothes and head over to the lair to hang out with the turtles like you do most days. You've been close friends with them ever since they saved you from some Purple Dragon gang members a year ago. Although you adore all four brothers, you find yourself most drawn to Leo and his sense of honor and leadership. You try to hide your feelings, not wanting to risk your friendship or face inevitable rejection.

When you arrive at the lair, Mikey bounces over to greet you. "Y/N! Check out this new pizza recipe I invented - pepperoni, jelly beans and garlic! I call it the Mikey Surprise!"

You laugh and pat his shell. "That sounds...interesting Mikey. Maybe I'll try it later." You scan the room and spot Leo practicing katas off to the side. He notices you and gives a quick smile and wave before resuming his focused movements with his katana blades. Your heartbeat quickens at the mere sight of him.

"Whatcha staring at, Y/N?" Raph teases, plopping down on the couch. "Could it be our fearless leader over there?"

You feel your cheeks redden. "What? No! I was just spacing out. Not staring at anyone in particular."

Donnie looks up from the gadget he's tinkering with, raising an eye ridge. "Uh huh, sure." He exchanges a knowing glance with Raph.

Wanting to change the subject, you ask, "So what's the plan for today guys? Any missions to foil the Foot or Kraang?"

"Nah, it's been pretty quiet," Raph says. "Probably just training and patrolling later."

As if on cue, Leo finishes his katas and strides over to the group. "We'll head out in a few hours to scout the city. There's been reports of increased Purple Dragon activity by the docks we should check out." His ocean blue eyes turn to you. "Y/N, you're welcome to come if you'd like. We could always use an extra set of eyes. And I know you can handle yourself in a fight if needed."

Your eyes widen in surprise. Leo has never invited you on a patrol before. "Really? You'd want me to come with you guys?"

"Of course," Leo says warmly, placing a hand on your shoulder. "You're part of the team."

You beam at him, heart fluttering at his touch. "I'd love to come! Thanks Leo!" You try to sound casual and not too eager.

The next couple hours pass quickly as you all eat pizza, joke around, and watch Mikey and Raph thumb wrestle. Soon it's time to head up to the surface. The turtles gather their gear and you all climb out of the sewer into the dark city night.

You follow the brothers as they sprint and leap across the rooftops with ease. Even with all the training they've given you, you still struggle to keep pace with their mutant speed and strength. Not to mention your curvy body feels cumbersome and heavy as you try to gracefully jump from building to building like they do.

After a few minutes, you need to pause to catch your breath. "You guys go on ahead," you pant, waving them on. "I'll catch up in a sec."

Leo frowns and hangs back as his brothers continue forward. "You okay, Y/N? We can take a break if you need to."

You force a smile, not wanting to slow him down. "I'm fine, Leo. Just go with the others. I know I can't keep up with you guys."

He shakes his head. "I'm not leaving you behind. Here, climb on my back. I'll carry you the rest of the way."

You hesitate, self-conscious about your weight. "Are you sure? I'm probably too heavy..."

Leo gives you a look. "Y/N, you're not too heavy. It's no problem, I promise. Now hop on before the guys get too far ahead of us and Raph starts calling me Lame-o-nardo again."

Biting your lip, you walk over and carefully climb onto his shell, wrapping your arms and legs around him from behind. He easily hoists you up and takes off running, not showing any strain from your added size.

"Is this okay?" you ask meekly, convinced you must be crushing him.

Leo cranes his neck to give you a reassuring smile over his shoulder. "You're perfect, Y/N. I've got you."

Something about the way he says that makes your stomach flutter. You rest your head against his shoulder and allow yourself to relax as he carries you across the rooftops. Being this close to him feels amazing.

After a couple minutes, you catch up to where the others have stopped on a ledge overlooking the docks. Leo gently lowers you to the ground. You immediately miss his touch but try to focus on the mission.

"What do you see?" Leo asks his brothers.

Donnie peers through the scope on his goggles. "Looks like your typical Purple Dragon deal going down. I count maybe a dozen of them and...is that Hun? I thought he was still locked up!"

Raph cracks his knuckles. "Not anymore it seems. And it looks like he brought backup." He points to several black vans pulling up.

"Foot soldiers," Leo says grimly as the doors open to reveal Shredder's men piling out. "Just what we need. A Purple Dragon and Foot team-up."

You look at Leo in concern. "What's the plan, Chief?"

His brow furrows in thought before he nods decisively. "We go in quick and quiet. Take out as many as we can before they sound the alarm. Don, Mikey, you guys handle the Purple Dragons. Raph and I will deal with the Foot. Y/N, I want you to stay up here and keep watch. Let us know if any more show up. We'll regroup once it's clear."

You frown slightly, wondering if he just wants you to stay back because you'd get in the way with your lack of ninja skills. But you know he's just trying to keep you safe, so you agree.

"Got it. Be careful down there guys." You give Leo's hand a quick squeeze. He returns it before signaling his brothers forward.

You crouch on the ledge and observe as the four ninja turtles silently take out the guards and make their way through the shadows. It never fails to impress you seeing them in action.

Things seem to be going smoothly until you notice another black van pull up and even more Foot ninjas spill out. "Guys, heads up! Reinforcements incoming!" you say into your T-phone.

On the ground, you see Raph groan. "Aw shell, not again."

The new wave of Foot rush to aid their comrades, turning the battle into an all out brawl. You wince as you watch the turtles begin to get overwhelmed by the sheer number of enemies surrounding them.

Suddenly, you notice Leo get knocked back by a powerful punch from a hulking Foot ninja. The brute raises his sword to deliver a finishing blow while Leo is dazed...

Without thinking, you leap off the ledge and land shell-first on the Foot soldier, knocking him to the ground. You roll to your feet in front of Leo protectively. "Stay away from him!"

The Foot ninja rises and growls at you, but you stand your ground. As he lunges, you sidestep and use your lowered center of gravity to grab his arm and flip him over your shoulder, slamming him hard into the concrete.

Leo stares at you in awe. "Y/N! That was amazing!" He seems to notice your fierce protectiveness of him and smiles softly.

You help him to his feet, blushing. "I couldn't let him hurt you. Now let's finish this!"

Side by side, you and Leo rejoin the fight. It feels so natural, moving in sync with him as you take down Foot ninja after Foot ninja. Your curves make you surprisingly agile and powerful.

With your added help, the turtles manage to beat back the Purple Dragons and Foot clan, sending them retreating into the night. You all cheer and high five in victory.

"That was so cool how you just jumped in like that, Y/N!" Mikey says excitedly. "You were all fierce and BOOYAKASHA!"

"Our girl's got some moves!" Raph agrees, giving you a fist bump. Donnie pats your back proudly.

You smile shyly at the praise. Your eyes find Leo's and he is gazing at you with open admiration. "Y/N, you were incredible. Thank you for having my back. You're a true part of this team."

Your heart soars at his words. "I'll always have your back, Leo," you say sincerely.

On the way back to the lair, Leo insists on carrying you again, even though you aren't tired. Not that you're complaining. Being held in his strong arms is something you could get very used to.

When he sets you down in the lair, he keeps his hands resting on your waist. "What you did tonight... it showed me a side of you I've never seen before. Your strength, your bravery, how you didn't hesitate to protect me."

He looks deep into your eyes. "Y/N, I've been wanting to tell you something for a while now. The reason I get so protective of you is because...I care about you. As more than a friend. I have feelings for you. Strong feelings."

You stop breathing. Is this really happening? "You do? But why? I mean, look at me..." You gesture helplessly at your curvy figure.

Leo cups your face tenderly. "I am looking at you. And I see a beautiful, courageous, amazing woman. Your body is perfect the way it is. Soft and strong. I love your curves." His thumbs stroke your full cheeks. "I love every inch of you, inside and out. And if you'll have me, I promise to show you just how much every single day."

Tears fill your eyes at his heartfelt declaration. "Oh Leo... I feel the same way! I've always loved you!"

Beaming, Leo pulls you flush against him, your soft chest cushioning his hard plastron. "Yeah?"

You nod shyly and he grins. "Then allow me to make up for lost time..."

He leans in and captures your mouth in a passionate, loving kiss. You melt into his embrace, finally feeling fully accepted and cherished exactly as you are.

In Leo's arms, with him kissing you like you're his whole world, all your insecurities fade away. He loves you, curves and all.