BerryAzule

Not what you asked for but... I'm in a mood and have work drama.

When you come home, Wade glances out the window and frowns, "Uh oh, Logi-bear."

""What uh-oh?" Logan grunted, looking up from his phone.

"Code Red. I repeat. Code red," Wade said, pacing, picking up his own phone off the counter. "This calls for-"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Logan snapped. "Will you speak English?"

"Y/N has been home for 10 minutes and she's still sitting in the car-"

"So?"

"So?" Wade gasped, "So? She's still on the phone and so-"

"So she's talking to someone-"

"And that means drama. And Drama means a shit fuck of a day... God have you NEVER lived with a woman?"

Logan rolled his eyes, "Why does that-"

yeah, sure, he's got a feral kitty at home, one that randomly bites his thick thighs and stomach when he's doing nothing but innocently reading in the comfort of his own home.

trying to stop you from biting by putting your head in the crook of his arm does little to deter you as you just bite his meaty, muscled forearms so he just accepts his fate and lets you get out your excess cuteness aggression by biting him

maybe he'd even push a finger or two in your mouth for you to gnaw on, pushing the pads of his fingertips to your tongue and letting you look stupid and drool all over his fingers before he lets you drool over something bigger.

"Darling?" Sirius croons, pressing gently against your shoulder to rouse you from your sleep, "Darling, we're back."

There's no response from you, and Sirius pushes ever-so-slightly harder.

"Christ, Sirius, let's not shove her off the bed!" James gripes, muscling Sirius out of the way to lean down and press his lips to your forehead, "Love, wake up? We brought you dessert."

There's still no response from your unconscious form, and James suspects it's because you're nestled in a cocoon of warmth that's keeping you deeply asleep. He feels his heart crack slightly as he reaches for the edge of the blanket, feeling cruel, but it has to be done.

"Right, let's take this off then, and we can- oh, bloody hell!"

What's revealed beneath the blankets is your naked form, curled up tightly against the cold but now completely exposed to the room. Sirius's brows shoot up, and James drops the covers in order to clamp his hands over his eyes.

"James," Remus hums as you stir from your sleep. He quickly flips the covers over you again, giving you privacy as you wake, "You've seen her naked before."

"But not like this!" James blabbers, letting Sirius bundle him in a reassuring hug, "Darling, if you can hear me, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you'd be naked under there. Didn't mean to flash you to the whole lot of us."

Remus watches as you drag a knuckle through the sleep gathered in the corners of your eyes, rubbing away the drowsiness as a groggy smile grows on your face.

(Chubby baby Al Ghul-Wayne twins)

Chubby baby twin!reader and Damian always by each other when playing building blocks that Bruce had bought them. Maybe Jason knocked over twin!reader’s building and he starts to cry. Making Damian cry, but Damian doesn’t just cry. He starts throwing a tantrum at how his sibling, his twin is crying. He’s throwing blocks at Jason who is now trying to stop the crying twins. One is trying to harm the older brother while the other one is just sad at how their creation got destroyed.

Jason : Why do you love me, Y/n.

My husband finds a box of things I inherited from my bio dad's mom (mostly little knick knacks)

He dumps out a container. A ceramic container. It held a lot of a suspiciously dusty substance.

"I really hope that wasn't my grandpa."

He looks at me with the look of fucking shock horror and just goes "Me too."

and then one day the meanest 13-year old you’ve ever seen in your life walks in, finishes his case in 10 minutes, and immediately after gets recognized as the best worker in the room full of adults.

im quitting on the spot wbu

"five you cant eat that theres raw egg in it!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...can we get wendy's?"

Dick : *looks over* Oh wow, you still call your father “daddy”? Aren't you a bit old for that?

Y/n : *answers the phone, making eye contact with Dick * Hey, Jason.

Cardan Greenbriar

Description : Cardan helping y/n navigate through the dark because being a human she can't see anything and her accidently stepping on his precious tail

warnings : none

In the dimly lit forest of Elfhame, Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Faerie, and Y/n found themselves venturing through the shadows. The moonlight barely pierced through the dense canopy, casting an ethereal glow upon the foliage. 

As they walked hand in hand, Cardan's raven hair, disheveled as ever, framed his face, emphasizing his sharp features and piercing black eyes. His high cheekbones and pointed ears gave him an otherworldly allure, while a delicate tail swayed behind him. Towering at 5'11, he seemed to effortlessly glide through the darkness. 

Y/n, a human girl known for her ambition, pride, and determination, matched Cardan's stride with grace, her steps steady and confident. Her sarcastic nature was evident in the playful gleam in her eyes. She was skilled with swords and daggers, but in this realm of Faerie, humans were despised. 

As they ventured further into the woods, Y/n's lack of night vision became apparent. With each step, she stumbled slightly, her hand tightening around Cardan's. Sensing her discomfort, he gently guided her, their fingers intertwining like vines. 

"Darling," Cardan's velvety voice whispered, his tone laced with affection, "watch your step. The path can be treacherous." 

Y/n huffed, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Oh, believe me, Your Highness, I'm watching. But it's not exactly easy when I can't see a thing." 

Cardan chuckled softly, the sound a melody in the night. "Well, fear not, my love. For I am here to guide you through the darkness." 

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. "You know, sometimes I think you enjoy these dramatic moments a little too much."  

As they continued their journey, Y/n's foot landed on Cardan's sensitive tail, he let out a theatrical yelp that echoed through the forest. He hopped on one foot, his face contorted in an exaggerated expression of pain, as he dramatically clutched his tail with both hands. 

"Darling!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with mock despair. "Must you constantly step on my precious tail? Do you not see how delicate it is? It's the epitome of fae elegance!" 

Y/n couldn't help but stifle a giggle, finding Cardan's dramatic display both endearing and amusing. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she responded, "Oh, please, Cardan. It's not as if I did it on purpose. Besides, I can't see in the dark like you can.”  

Cardan's pout deepened, his hand still cradling his tail. "Ah, the plight of a poor mortal," he sighed dramatically, his tone dripping with exaggerated sympathy. "Blind as a bat, stumbling around and wreaking havoc on fae royalty. Truly, it's a tragedy." 

Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Oh, spare me the theatrics, Your Highness," she retorted, her voice filled with playful sarcasm. "You're the one with the tail, after all. Perhaps you should move your delicate tail out of the way next time."  

Cardan paused his hopping and gazed at Y/n with a faux expression of offense, placing a hand over his heart. "Oh, so you think it's my fault now, do you? Blaming the High King for his own impeccable elegance. How dare you!" 

Y/n's laughter rang through the air as she replied, "Well, someone needs to take responsibility for that dangerously attractive tail of yours." 

Cardan's pout transformed into a playful smirk as he approached Y/n, closing the distance between them. He tilted his head, his dark eyes sparkling mischievously. "Ah, so you find my tail dangerously attractive, do you? I must warn you, my dear, it has been known to steal hearts and cause mortals to stumble." 

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a playful challenge in her gaze. "Is that a warning or a promise, High King?" 

Cardan's laughter joined hers, the sound blending harmoniously in the enchanted forest. "Consider it both, my fiery, sarcastic darling. But don't worry, even if you stumble, I'll always be here to catch you. Even if it means nursing my precious tail back to health." 

Their banter continued as they resumed their journey, Cardan's tail swaying gently behind him. Their playful interactions illuminated the darkness, bringing a sense of lightness to their path. In those moments, Y/n realized that Cardan's dramatics and their shared laughter were not just a source of amusement but a reminder of the deep connection they shared—a bond that could withstand any challenge that lay ahead.