Hi! I Swear, I Got So Excited When I Saw You Write Fics For Crave, So I Was Wondering If You Could Do

Hi! I swear, I got so excited when I saw you write fics for crave, so I was wondering if you could do a friends to lovers with Hudson Vega? Love ya 😘 xoxo and thank you for writing fics!

Omg ofccccc <333 I am most of the way through the 4th book so bear with me friend-o!

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You and Hudson were sitting across from eachother on the sofa in his bedroom/dungeon thing. He was engrossed in his book completely ignoring your presence. Rude. You gently kick him in the shin to get his attention. He puts a bookmark in and puts the book down. “I would prefer it if you got my attention in a way other than assaulting me.” “I didn’t ASSAULT you…you’re so dramatic.” You playfully roll your eyes and scoot yourself closer to him and put a hand on his leg. “What’s new?” “I’ve caught feelings for someone” you grin ear to ear and fan yourself, freaking out. “OHHH MY GOD WHO IS IT?” “You grab your best friend by his shoulders and shake him a little. He pushes you to the floor, however you are too busy half freaking out(positive) and freaking out(negative) to complain about it. “Who is it?” You try not to shout. He raises an eyebrow “why do you need to know?” You dramatically stand up and flop back down on the couch “you’re such a DIIIIICK…please tell me.” You really hoped it was you. Like desperately. The thing is, you’ve had a huge crush on him for like…so long. You don’t know exactly when the crush feelings showed up but one day they just…did. He looks at you closely, as if trying to make a decision. “You.” You look around as if you are being punked. “Haha very funny. It’s Grace, isnt it?” He shakes head and looks you in the eye “it’s you, (____).” You smile, confused but glad. “Really?” He nods, ushering you closer to him. You scoot closer, sitting between his legs about where his knees are. You look at him in all his chiseled glory. “Hudson…will you be my boyfriend” “of course babe.” He pulls you in and gives you a kiss on the forehead.

Neither of you are perfect. Obviously. But you are perfect for eachother.

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A/N: as I write on my other stories constructive criticism is appreciated and valued! It is a bit rushed on the end because I am tired lol. Thank you for reading!

Finding out my partner sys had angel dust was like: “ok gentlemen this is what we prepared for, you’ve been hyperfixating on him for four years and be cool, he is a person with feelings and- OH SHIT HE CALLED YOU SEXY MISSION ABORT BRAIN SHUTTING DOWN LEVELS OF GAY HAVE OVERLOADED”

Lucifer x autistic reader(PLATONIC!!)

I am autistic, this is based on my experience with autism. Reader is ment to be Lucifer’s kid so this is obviously platonic. To my knowledge, Lucifer is autistic. If it’s not canon it’s my headcannon.

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Today was hard. You had to talk to a lot of people. Like A LOT of people. And on TOP of that, your headphones died half way through the event. When you finally arrive back at home, you curl up in bed. You don’t have the energy to make yourself a drink so you just climb under the covers and have a good cry. You wernt sad per se, you just had a tendency of expressing your feelings through your tear ducts. Mid-cry someone knocks on your bedroom door. “NO” you shout, instead of something more appropriate for the situation. You didn’t mean to be rude, obviously, but you just didn’t have the ‘battery’ for it. “I have a weight blanket and some water for you…I could leave it out here if you want-“ “no bring it in here.” Your father, Lucifer, walks in with a folded up weighted blanket(patterned with ducks of course)and a glass of water. “You don’t have to talk, I just wanted to make you feel better.” He unfolds the blanket and lays it over you. He then places the water on the side table next to you. “I don’t know exactly what helps you but this helps me so- I mean you can just ask if you need som-“ “thanks dad.” He smiles, feeling accomplished. “I appreciate it, but can you leave?” You look up at him, thoroughly cocooned in the weighted blanket. “Oh yeah, sorry!” He kisses his fingertips and presses them against your forehead, leaving and closing the door behind him.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Again, this is based on MY OWN EXPERIENCE WITH AUTISM…thank you for reading! Constructive criticism is encouraged:)

Me: why do I walk like such a slut

@crunchwrapsuper : cause you ARE a slut

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