#jrwi reader

I believe I have what you seek traveller

It’s short hope that’s okay

And I went with Vyncent

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You sit in the dining chair blindfolded infront of the table

“Okay man I’m gonna admit I am terrified right now..”

“Don’t be.. don’t be it’s just lunch..”

“Yes but Vyncent. Vyncent… Vync look at me… are you looking at me I can’t tell”

“Im.. I’m looking”

“Im going to believe you this time.. Vyncent your usual eating habits are… Not usual okay? So like… I’m nervous I don’t know man”

“Don’t be just calm down a bit your so high strung”

“Your right your right okay” you clap your hands together “if this is beef stroganoff I will hurt you”

“It’s not, open your mouth”

“W- no just hand me a utensil dude hand me a fork hand me a spoon i knife if it requires it bro you’re not gonna feed me”

“Okay” he gently grabs your hand and puts the utensil in your hand god being blindfolded with your powers dampened is boring as fuck “it’s stew so it can spill be careful”

“Why am I blind folded again?”

“I don’t know it just was like ‘ooh secret food’ and so your blindfolded” he chuckles nervously

“Whatever” you carefully bring the spoon to you mouth

…

“What the fuck..”

“What?”

“This is actually amazing what the actual fuck.. Vyncent… I under estimated you… I’m so sorry I’ve never tried your like… home food before oh my god dude…”

“Oh well.. thanks”

“No problem, what’s in this anyway it really good like fully”

“You know your usual stuff, potato’s carrots, rat meat, squirrel meat, a bit of barley”

You pause contemplating “you know what,, I’m not even mad because this is actually good this time, you usually over cook stuff I’m not gonna lie” you un tie the blindfold from your face “I still don’t really get the blind fold- that is a rat tail… Vyncent that is a deboned rat tail in my bowl of soup..”

“That’s the best part—“

Heh… cooked a bit to hard w this one fellas….😼

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You wake up blinking your eyes open slowly

You stretch violently in your large bed silently enjoying the sun on your face shimmering through the window and reviling in the fact that your the only one who doesn’t sleep in a barrel or a bunk bed because you were smart enough to actually ask for sleeping accommodations

You roll to the left onto your stomach just to be met with a semi hard form of a guy

You open you eyes fully to find chip laying face first drooling into one of your pillows with mud all over him and now all over you because your half on top of him now

You lift your arm up of of him and it comes back sticky and muddy

“What the actual fuck?”

You docked at whatever harbour you’d arrived at and then everyone went out to get a drink and you stayed back to look after Ollie you have been trying to drink less anyways

How between last night going to bed and walking up did this poor baster cover himself in mud and get in your nice white -slightly dirty, more yellowish grey- sheets

“Chip” you poke his face “chip” you poke his face again “chippy” poke “chipper” Poke “what does the chip even stand for?” Poke “Christopher?” Poke “Charles?” Poke “chip off the old block?” Poke

You push his hair back and kiss his temple and pull back dusting some dirt off his face and wiping a bit of mud off your face as well and notice a slight smirk to his face barely noticeable but still there

“What a shame.. oooh I got it.. chipmunk.. because he’s small and scrawny, probably has worms, scrappy, an-“

He peeks an eye open “scrappy?! Really…?” His voice is Horse as he wines about the barely insulting insults

“Yeah, weird proportions to small little head and hands and then—“ he lifts his arms and Smears his sleeve over the side of your face covering it with dirt and mud “oh!” You sit up quickly “You absolute basterd!.. Not just a chipmunk but a chipmunk born out of wedlock..”

“Tah!” He laughs turning to face you bet “like your parents of all people were married”

You lay back down face in the sun “mark your words chip my parents were very much unhappily married”

The sun is blocked from your eyes and you open them to see chip hovering over you with a crooked smirk “what in the world are trying to—“ he slams down what feels like his full body weight down onto your own body snuggling his head into your neck “—ow!… oh?.. tch, whatever” you lace you fingers in his hair and scratch at his scalp feeling him soften slightly “so did something happen last night to get you all… strange”

You can almost feel him psychically rolling his eyes “nah, just… cuddly, I don’t know? Why does it matter?”

“Doesn’t,” you carefully unhook his earrings and set them down on the bed side table, interesting made with a lip around the edge so nothing falls off with the ships hitching and pitching “just wondering what got you all muddy and…. Gross i suppose”

“Rude,” he moves so his chin is resting on his hands on your chest in front of your face “nah, just had a few drinks and uhh.. gill wonders off and so we went after him and we end up in a bog on the other side of town and hill saw a salamander and so he shoots off I follow obviously-“

“You are a lonely drunk”

“-and we- rude— and we end up trapped like half way in the—“ you cup his cheek softly as he speaks “—bog but than Jay calld out and says she saw something mo—“

You lean forward and kiss him softly just sitting like that for a second before pulling back slowly and just looking into his frozen-shocked eyes

“Hey chip?”

“Uhh………. Yeah?”

“There should be a bath House in town right?”

“Hehe yeah?” He leans in close

You push him off you and onto the floor

“Go take a shower, you’ve gotten mud all over my pyjamas…”

Well obviously my boundaries will try to reflect the countless boundary’s so nothing they are uncomfortable with happens I’ll do (ex: smut, extreme gore((no sure if it’s just for drawings so I skip out on it)) etc) but that’s mostly for there characters I’m fine with murdering jrweader in cold blood

A main thing is I mostly write things for my own ‘jrweader’ no matter which versions (ex: the suckaning, riptide, PD, etc) and so most of my writing is set like all riptide x readers will most likely be warlocks and PD x readers will be telekinetic telepathic type hero

To be completely honest what I’m doing is no name all pronoun oc stuff because of the type of series’s I’m doing the characters need backstories and continuity I’m in the proses of making profiles for them so it’s easier to know the sty of what readers I write

I won’t to any relationship stuff that is illegal or immoral or I’m uncomfortable with but like crime is cool riptide pirates + jrweader rob a bank yell yeah, the PD crew steal a six of bear shoot the shit and argue over who gets the last one: that’s actually a good concept I’ll probably write that one actually

Feel free to also request non x readers!! I’m trying to broaden my horizons!!!

Also you can ask for it in headcannon format or fic format what ever you want bbg

Polyamory is chill IF it doesn’t break and of the other rules

I will write 4 these characters

(R = romantic)

(P = platonic)

(B = both)

Riptide

- jay ferin (b

- gillion tidestrider (b

- chip James-basterd-Jrwi (b

- caspian (b

- lizzy Lafayette (p

- eyden tidestrider (p

- queen (b

- Ollie (p

- ensa (b

Prime defenders

- tide (p (also parental stuffs bc he’s a good mom)

- William wisp (b

- Vyncent sol (b

- Dakota Cole (b

- ashe winters (b

The suckaning

- emizel tucker (b

- shilo bathory (p

- arther Bennett (P

- Theo ‘soda’ collins (b

- grefgore (b

Bitb

- rolan (b

- Rand (b

- Kian (b

This was fun bc this is one of the only formal dance I was taught and I…. Was not taught well lol

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“Well,” he starts “I feel I’ve shown and taught you a lot about the undersea and Its culture and my culture but, well I’ve not really learned much about the oversea i suppose, I’d like to change that. I want you to show me things you grew up with that you cared for, and I enjoyed dance so I supposed it was a good place to start…”

You stop in your tracks “oh well I-…” you look into his hopeful eyes “I guess that.. I did do a lot of lessons as a child.. sanding was more of a… mandatory thing you would do and balls and such that comes with growing up a politicians child so it’s most likely not that fun..”

“I don’t care”

“Hmm?”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s fun.. I think it will be fun anyways because I’m doing it with you, I’m learning from you” he looks at you with such determination to make you have fun that your temped you give in

“Well.. give me one more reason and I’ll do it”

“What better place to dance than under the moon?”

You sigh

“Okay so.. the leader puts one hand on the shoulder and one hand on the waist, and the follower puts both Hands on the leader’s shoulder—“

Gillion sets both of hands on your shoulders

“-oh? Uh okay I’ll lead then”

“Well of course?” Gill tilts his head “I don’t even know the steps? How could I lead the dance?”

“Oh well.. yeah I guess your right.. anyway” you move your harness to there positions on his hip and upper-shoulder “so first we move to your back

You take a step forward as he takes a step backwards

“Good and then when you step back your going to twist this way, good and then we move to your forward which is my backwards, you se so it’s mostly just back spin back spin and then once in a wile you can twice if your partner -me the leader- leads you into it, you see?” You follow through the steps with gillion a few times twirling him out and then back in at the end

“I- yes I do” he smiles and you fight back a smile as well

“Good, a mark of the dance it’s quite important to have good posture, keeping your head up and eyes on your partner is recommended and if your dancing in pairs around a group you keep awareness mostly in peripheral vision”

“Right” he trains his eyes into yours and straightens his back

“Good now um.. we just do that until you get dizzy basically or until the song stops but um.. queens asleep and i don’t know any music player spells so uh yeah”

“So until we get dizzy it is!”

“I uh- sure”

Uhh anyways Drunk chip kisses pretty pleasee?

Wrote this in like two Hours it’s so fire tho actually 🔥💥🔥💥💯

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You had no fucking clue how you got here to be fully completely utterly overwhelming honest

You docked in some random harbour town and left Ollie and earl to wait for Gillion who ‘had plans for stuff tonight actually’ and then dived into the water off the side of the boat

You remember walking down to the local pub and getting doing shots of something nicknamed ‘bitb’ with jay and chip before jay left to go dance with a tall pretty elven girl that you don’t think anyone in your party got the name of

You remember slightly more clearly leaving the pub with chip… well uh not exactly leaving more being kicked out for rowdy behaviour but who really cares about details

You walked out of the pub and lean against the alleyway wall as chip picked himself up off of the cobblestone path dusting himself off as you grabbed your Tabasco pipe and reaches out for chips hand grabbing it putting a finger in your pipe and picking his hand panicking him into accidentally activating his fire ratios just enough to lite your pipe

You remember him vaguely slurring out a curse and shaking his hand in pain as you puff your pipe

He walked to the edge of the alleyway that leads to the entrance to the bar

You definitely remember him rushing back pushing you up against the wall and kissing you deeply as some one walks past and into the bar, you moving your pipe holding arm around his neck and the free one grabbing his leather harness clad waist on instinct you definitely remember that because it was happening right now quite confusingly

You both pull away spit stained mouths and heavy breathing

“You know.. I’ve..” he blinks a few times “I think I’ve actually wanted to do that for a while…?”

“Woah” you whisper breathlessly pressing your cheek to his forehead

“Yeah? Whoah..” he sakes his head “this is really weird…”

“Woah” you think that may be the first ever proper kiss you’ve ever had actually

“That was like.. really good”

“Woah”

“I only ever had… one kiss like that I think and but it was with hill so it doesn’t really count maybe”

“Woah”

“And the smoke of your pipe actually added something new to it it was like—“

You Tilt his head towards you wet your lips and kiss him back

Chip leans forward pressing his chest into yours lip trembling slightly before you pull back blinking

Chips head falls against your shoulder

“That’s.. that was good?” You tilt your head in confusion

“Woah”

“That was.. crazy…. Why did you do that anyway? Heh.. finally grow some balls

“Navy..”

“What?!” You look around panicked unconsciously tightening your hold on chip

“W- I-I-I means that guy! Who walked by he was in full navy uniform, I was just uhhh yeah I was just covering our asses” he looks up with a hint in his eye and you look down at him with a similar one

“Yeah.. of course i understand, it was a stari focal move” you nod

He nods back “yeah… yeah.. just… strategy… plus.. alcohol so… yeah…”

“Well actually I think that navy shock sobered me up quite a bit.. adrenaline and all”

“Yeah yeah me too adrenaline” he nods along

“Well i suppose that means we’re both sober enough for me to do this and it not being totally weird” you pull him into another another kiss trying to put as much care and feeling into it as you can

And you both melt into it for a few seconds before chip pulls away quickly “Wait shit jays still in there with navy”

“Oh yeah… she is we should go”

“Yeah we should” you both lock eyes and smirk