Damn, I Just Take Some Bread And Stuff, Smash It Together And Call It A Day...

Damn, I just take some bread and stuff, smash it together and call it a day...

Lunch time, how do you make your sandwich?

Thank you! It was good and funny and sweet, don't even worry about that ^^ Just a few days ago I asked my dad to pierce my ear, twice actually. It hurts, more than a shot at a doctor, but it's nothing too bad. Plus it's quick. The only disadvantage I can see is the long healing, because now I can't sleep on my side where the pierced ear is and it's annoying.

Hi! If you're still doing the drabbles, could I please ask for Isaac, Arthur, Vincent, Leo and Will when MC pierces their ear? Like, at home, with a needle or something. Either they catch them in the act or they ask the boiz for help with like a bloody ear with a needle sticking through, you choose XD thank you!

Lmao.  So as someone who doesn’t have piercings, this is going to be interesting.

First off, Vincent has a piercings, how that boi did it I will never know.  Honestly, him and Theo probably pierced their own ears, so if Vincent were to walk in to MC jamming a needle in her ear he’d probably be like “What!  No!  Let me help sweetie” and does it for her.  Pure Innocent Baby Vincent doesn’t seem like he would be like that, but you have to remember about his own piercings. I see Isaac asking a bunch of questions.  “WHY DO YOU WANT TO STAB YOURSELF WITH A NEEDLE” wait until he finds out about a tattoo MC has, lmao.  Isaac already has a towel to clean up the blood because he expects it to go horribly.  Meanwhile MC probably does it with precision and has no issues, and Isaac is still screaming.

Leonardo?  Hmm.  I feel like he’d also help.  But this is how it would go.  MC goes up to Leonardo with this needle and is like “Hey.  I need you to stab this through my ear” and Leonardo is like “K” and puts his book down.  Then during the process he’s like “Wait.  Why am I doing this?” and MC goes “So I can put jewelry in it” and he’s like “ahh okay”  I really can’t see him reacting any other way

Now Arthur.  He’s probably going on about how you shouldn’t do it yourself, saying it isn’t sanitary, and you should go somewhere to get it done.  There’s people that do it and know what they are doing.  He is pacing back and forth while MC is sitting in front of a mirror, and as Arthur is int he middle of rambling she goes “K.  Its done” and Arthur is like “WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS DONE?? YOU DID IT ALREADY??”

*deep breath* Will.  Well irl Will had a piercing.  Made him look hella gay btw.  Like.  I want to know why he decided to do that.  We already know you’re bi, why you gotta go pierce your ear???  Anyway.  I can’t really see Will offering to help because he has no clue what to do and doesn’t want to hurt you, plus MC seems to know what she’s doing.  And he also doesn’t seem like someone would freak out over it.  He’d be like. “You got your ears pierced?  Here’s some new earrings.” He’d be super chill and be like “yay I can spoil her more”

I hope that’s good????  Idk what its like to need a needle shoved in your ear, or any part of your body.

Muah 💋

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Bliss

Pairing: Grell Sutcliff x f!reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Summary: Grell's love language are gifts. And since you two haven't spent much time together, she takes you on a shopping date.

A/N: This is set in the era when the anime takes place, so the reader is feminine. I also used she/her pronouns when referring to Grell.

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Who would've thought that being a reaper would require so much paperwork? The last place one would expect bureaucracy was the afterlife. It almost made her regret how she chose to end her previous life. Almost.

Of course she couldn't bring herself to hate it completely. After all, it wasn't that bad. Just boring. Although that is an enormous understatement in her opinion. She just thinks she could be doing something much more interesting with her time than spending hours filling out papers being scolded by her higher-ups (ehm ehm William ehm ehm) afterwards, only to have to fill them out again.

The second reason was you. At the end of the day, when a very physically and mentally tired William told her to get out of his sight with a heavy sigh and she could finally come back to you in the middle of the night, when you were fast asleep and she could see the open book laying on your slowly rising and falling chest and the still lit candle as you tried once again to stay awake so that you could welcome your girlfriend home, it was all worth it. If she hadn't became a reaper, she would have never met you and at this point, such a life was unimaginable for Grell.

Unfortunately for both of you, you couldn't enjoy your nights together very well, because Grell was needed at work earlier than you had the will to wake up.

The first thing your conscious mind registered was the chirping of birds. Next was the sunlight on your eyelids, like an angry mob banging on a witch's door. You felt like you could lay there for the whole day, just listening to those beautiful sounds and feeling the light on your eyelids shift as the day passed.

You felt the space next to you with your hand, the action automatical and always with the same result. As your hand was met only with cold, ruffled sheets, you opened your eyes.

Sighing with disappointment that your momentary bliss was over, you made your way to your wardrobe to get ready for the day ahead of you.

As you sat in front of the mirror, touching up your face just a bit with makeup, you couldn't help but smile as your sight landed on your girlfriend's part of the cosmetic table. It would never be true bliss without her here, you though as the tip of your pointer finger lightly traced Grell's bright red lipstick.

A series of sharp knocks rippled through the air, interrupting the constant chattering of people and tweeting of birds flowing into the room through the open window. A melodic voice you knew all too well called out to you like a siren "Oh daaaaaaaarling!"

You got up from your chair with such force that you nearly knocked it over. But even if you did, you wouldn't have payed it any mind, for your thoughts were focused only on the person standing in the open door to your shared home. You rushed through the rooms, your heart hammering like a humming bird in your chest, your mind barely able to comprehend that this wasn' a dream. But when you caught a glimpse of your girlfriend's bright red hair and her mischievous green eyes, you couldn't help but grin in glee.

Speeding trhough the hallway to close the distance between you two, you threw yourself at her, nearly toppling Grell over with the force of your attack. Her arms immediately snaked around your waist, bringing you closer to her. Pressing a kiss to your temple, she chuckled in your ear "My my, what a greeting. Wouldn't expect anything less from my love." and laughed some more when she heard a muffled "I missed you." coming from where you burried your face in her clothes. With another peck to your head, Grell let go of you, looking you up and down "I see you're already dressed. Marvelous! Well then, we've got places to be, chop chop!" She clapped her hands and turned you around and lead you where your shoes were.

You couldn't help but stare with a shocked expression on your face "Places to be? Waitwaitwait, slow down honey, tell me what's going on!" you tried to reason with her as you tied your shoelaces.

As soon as you straightened up again, Grell was immediately ushering you out the door with a sweet smile on her face. "It's simple darling, William gave me a few days off and since we haven't spent much time together, I decidedvto take you on a date. There's a lot of places I'd like to take you to and the day is oh so short." the redhead explained, purposefully leaving out the details, such as the way dear William let her take a few days off. You didn't need to know the details after all, it was all boring, some shouting and pleading here, some threats and annoying the superior reaper there. Bureaucracy. Boring and unimportant.

What mattered was the present. Arms linked, you two walked along the streets of London, chatting and giggling. Grell was very fond of showing affection wherever she went, to the point where it was almost inapropriate. But nobody really cared, since most people still saw your girlfriend as a man, despite her untraditional looks. It saddened you a little, that others did not see her for who she really was, but you supposed it was for the better.

Grell insisted that this date was albout about you. After leaving you alone for so long, even if not by her choice, she needs to spoil you. You told her you’re not mad at her, on the contrary actually, just to be sure she knows that and doesn’t feel like she has to do this for you. Your loving girlfriend only rewarded you with a beaming smile and assured you that it’s nothing like that and that you don’t need to worry, before resuming in showering you in compliments and praises, as well as gifts.

Yes, Grell really had the day planned out to a T. First, she took you to a dressmaker, the lovely lady seemingly expecting you already, greeting Grell like an old friend. She explained to you that she was a regular here and that you don’t need to worry about anything, because this lovely lady is one of the best seamstresses in the area. And she wasn’t lying. The seamstress discussed every detail of the dress with you, the fabric, shape and adornments. And while she took your measurements, Grell kept gushing and almost purring about how ravishing you’ll look in your new dress, how you chose a perfect colour that brings out your eyes and will surely make your skin glow and that she won’t be able to keep her hands off you, making you blush a nice red colour which she immediately complimented as well and in turn making the seamstress gush about what a cute couple you are.

Then you two stopped at a bakery to pick up some bread, which she let you pay for after some begging, and after that went to a nice, quiet park with a small pond where you two fed and watched different kinds of ducks and a pair of swans. Both of your hearts melted at the sight of small ducklings following their mothers in a line like toddlers in kindergarten on a walk. You pointed out to each other when a duck did something funny or cute, which happened very often.

Seeing those adorable birds eat made your stomach grumble. Grell looked over at your embarassed face and giggled “You should’ve said you were hungry my dear! I could go for some food myself.” she said thoughtfully, tapping a finger on her chin. And before you could say red, she was already tugging you in the direction of a restaurant that she wanted to check out for quite some time now, but was waiting for the right moment, so she could bring you along as well. The food there was nothing short of delicious.

Lastly she asked you directly if you’d like to go somewhere. You thought for a while, trying to come up with a way to reward her for this amazing day, you got a brilliant idea. “Close your eyes.” you instructed the reaper softly “And don’t open them until I tell you to.” Linking your arm through hers, you began to slowly and carefully guide your curious girlfriend to a flowershop you passed one day on your way from the market. You still had some money on you and figured you’d buy her some flowers, which you were sure would make Grell happy.

“Stay here, don’t move a muscle, I’ll be right back.” you said softly “And don’t open your eyes.” you reprimanded her jokingly. Grell for once did as she was told and stood exactly where you left her, rocking on the balls of her feet, until you stood in front of her again. She could tell, because you were wearing a perfume she gave you for Christmas. “Alright, open your eyes.” you told her.

As soon as that sentence came out of your mouth, Grell’s eyes flew open in anticipation. She was met with your face on which a cheeky smile had bloomed and it was clear you were holding something behind your back. You pulled out a bouquet of red spider lillies and blood red poppies with a soft ‘ta-daa’ escaping your lips. Grell switched her gaze from the gift you got her to your face, her eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun. She looked on the verge of tears, moved by the loving gesture. You took one lilly from the tightly tied up bouquet and put it softly in her hair “Looking beautiful as ever my love.” you cooed softly. Grell’s smile got even wider, if that was possible and before you could stop her, she was already pressing kisses and little pecks all over your face, enjoying your happy squeaks. An elderly couple passed the two of you, without either you or your girlfriend noticing, the man scoffing “Young people don’t know anything about manners these days...” While his wife patted him gently on the arm he had linked with hers and smiled “Oh leave them be Richard. We weren’t any different when we were young.”

Your legs were rather tired after the long day and you both agreed to go home. Even though this day was nearly over, you couldn’t wait for the next morning to come, so that you could have your morning bliss.

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I know this isn’t for everyone, but I was in the mood for some sweet sweet fluff

Omg yeeees

This screams Ikeman Vampire....

Cleaning the house

Pairing: Gomez x fem!reader x Morticia

Summary: You clean the house once in a while, because all that dust cannot be healthy for breathing. Gomez and Morticia don't really understand why you do it, but everything has a positive side...

Warnings: suggestive (a little bit),

A/N: Oh my god, I am in love with those two and I have so many ideas. I need to write them somewhere before I burn out 😅. Funny story, my sister found an old tshirt, that we now use as a rag and it had my red hairdye on it. She gasped, looked at me, held up the tshirt and said "That's blood! Wednesday was here..."

They didn't understand what you saw in it.

You woke up early and left the warmth of your bed, and even in their dreamless slumber they immediately noticed your absence.

They didn't care much for cleanliness. On the contrary, they felt the most comfortable surrounded by dust and cobwebs.

And the basic stuff that unfortunately needed to be done was handled by Lurch.

So why you decided to just go around the hozse washing the clothes and dishes, helping mama cook and sweeping the floors was beyond them.

Maybe it was an old habit, from when you weren'twith them. Either way, if it made you happy, they wouldn't stop you...

"What's gotten into you so suddenly, my little bat?" Morticia asked you curiously with that sweet tone of hers, Gomez standing flush next to her, one arm around her waist, the other holding a cigar to his lips.

"Tish is right, Lurch has no problem doing all this." Gomez nodded and gestured around the room, in which you were kneeling on the ground at the moment, trying to get rid of a particularly persistent stain. Lurch himself was not far from you, busying himself silently with the many shelves in the room.

You shrugged your shoulders "I just felt like it." you shrugged your shoulders and attempted to scrub away the stain once again.

Giving up after another failure, you looked up at them still watching you curiously with a big smile "Must be some sort of a chemical stain."

The smiles you got in return were so kind and warm, it made you feel all bubbly inside. Just as you turned your head away from them, you heard Morticia lowly murmur "She does look quite sweet kneeling on the floor like that, doesn't she?"

You whipped up your head only to see them both still watching you, but in their eyes was a familiar shine, yet very far from the curiosity their gaze displayed just seconds ago.

Gomez turned to look at his wife through half-lidded eyes "Tish..." her name left his lips in just above a whisper.

"Working so hard for us, don't you think she deserves some attention?" she continued, giving you her hand and helping you stand up. She cupped your face in her other hand as Gomez came up behind you and you could feel his arms circling your waist.

He leaned his head on you shoulder and burried his face in the crook of your neck, to top of his head just next to his wife's fingers on your cheek. "Cara mia..." he whispered and took a deep breath.

"You know Tish, you are right. Like usual." pulling his face away from your neck he grinned at Morticia, before scooping you up bridal style, both of the swiftly kidnapping you back to the bedroom.

Before you three went missing for a couple of hours, you managed to yell your apology at Lurch, who probably didn't even expect a different outcome.