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A/N: So while I normally do my best to keep reader as neutral as possible, it kind of goes with this series that, as an Elf, Reader has long hair. It’s for the ploooot! I did my best to keep it texture neutral, but let me know if I missed anything :)
But anyways, hello again! I’m here with another long delayed chapter of APF! The Tag List is getting kind of painfully long for the ratio of interaction so I may have to put a cap on it or prioritize tagged readers who interact more.
I hope you enjoy this chapter! It’s basically mostly self indulgent fluff.
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A short respite found them after the funeral of Theodred. Some days passed in a manner of hesitant relief, and yet a restlessness stirred, no doubt accompanying the sense of conflict looming on the horizon.
Gandalf had begun to fill Wormtongue’s previous position, helping King Theoden as they began to undo the damage that had been done by Saruman.
Y/N and Legolas were both kept busy, and thus, separated, as they worked to aid in the restoration of Edoras. The townsfolk had many needs, and there were still some of Wormtongue’s dark warriors to be rooted out.
On the morning of the fifth day, however, they found a quiet moment before the city awoke, in which to talk.
Hey guys. Sorry for not posting in awhile. I recently graduated with my degree and I got a job in the middle of NOWHERE. I’m using my jobs WiFi and I don’t want them to know about my ships 👀💕
I blame @aesnawan for beginning this entire fiasco of an AU based on this idea, and @alliterative-albatross for enabling us both with the most perfect headcannons. Is this edited? Nope. Beta’d? Nada. A complete mess I just had to get out of my head? Absolutely.
I randomly tagged it to a Detective!AU I’m playing around with so who knows where this will take us. Anyway, on with spandex covered Cyclist!Din.
Word Count: 1,200
Warnings: Language
Pairing: Din Djarin x Reader
“You finally going to say more than two words to her this time?”
This is my first fic in a long time any comments and advice will be appreciated.
There are a few more chapters that I'm editing and I will be posting them in a couple of days.
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You were nice and comfy, wrapped up in your sheets half-asleep until someone cleared their throat and woke you up. You huffed in annoyance glaring at Anakin, who was standing in the doorway. “You overslept again. You can’t sleep all day. We were supposed to leave almost an hour ago”, when you didn’t get up, he walked up to your bed and stole your blanket, laughing at the irritated expression on your face. “Get up before Obi-Wan comes up here and drags you out himself. He’s already in a bad mood”.
You pushed yourself up out of your bed, still scowling at Anakin. He was like your annoying little brother, “get out. I will be there in 10 minutes”, he dumped your blanket on the floor by the door “make it 5” he smirked at you as he left your room. You missed how he was when he was small and cute now, he was mostly a pain in the ass.
You had overslept, which was not unusual for you. Sleep never came easy, and when you were too busy worrying about a mission, it was even harder. You had been awake most of the night and ended up completely sleeping through the four alarms that you had set. You could already picture the look on Obi-Wan’s face when he found out.
Once you had showered and dressed almost 15 minutes later, you arrived at your meeting spot by the temple entrance. The look on Obi-Wan’s face made you struggle not to laugh. It didn’t take much to guess it was probably Anakin that was getting on his nerves. He was probably excited to see Padmé and no doubt constantly complaining that he had to wait.
Obi-Wan was used to your fantastic time-keeping skills. You were always late to everything to the point he would tell you to an earlier time, hoping you might show up when you were meant to. So far, that hadn’t worked, and you were expecting the usual lecture from him. You strolled up to them smiling “good morning guys” you laughed.
“It's the afternoon. If you had been on time, it would have been morning” Anakin was standing behind him, watching the two of you with an amused look on his face “you are a Jedi knight. You should be able to arrive on time,” he huffed at you.
You rolled your eyes at him. “Kenobi, if you are planning on lecturing me again, can it wait until we are on the ship, or would you prefer that we depart even later than we already are?” You didn’t bother to wait for his response, walking straight past him in the direction of the docking bay.
On the ship, Obi-Wan hadn’t said anything more about your late arrival. You were silently waiting for him to lecture you about it at some point before the three of you landed on Naboo. He was currently discussing some details of the mission with Anakin, who struggled to hide his excitement at seeing Padmé. The three of you had been sent on a mission to track down a spy on Naboo that had been involved in another plot to assassinate Senator Amidala. He had been leaking information about her and her security detail. Anakin would be staying close by her while you and Obi-Wan tracked down the spy.
You had your suspicions about why you had been sent to accompany them on the mission. It was unusual for them to send three people on a mission that two could easily accomplish, especially Obi-Wan and Anakin.
Anakin and Padmé’s relationship was obvious to you. Although you were unsure if Obi-Wan or anyone else knew about it, you were sure as hell not going to tell anyone, let alone the council, about it. You were harbouring feelings for your fellow Jedi Obi-Wan. If you admitted your knowledge of Anakin’s attachment, you might as well admit your own to the council.
You had known Obi-Wan for as long as you could remember. He was older than you by a few years but had worked together a few times and were good friends. You had supported him after he lost his mentor, who he had grown to view as a father figure in his life. During all this time that the two of you had spent together, you developed feelings for him, feelings that you pushed to the back of your mind and ignored.
You had been staring out of a viewport lost in your own world when Obi-Wan approached you, snapping you out of your daydream when his arm brushed against yours when he stood next to you. “Have you come to give me a lecture about my time-keeping skills, or is there something else on your mind Obi-Wan?” You asked, watching him out of the corner of your eye, not wanting to face him. You hated having him so close to you sometimes. It made it harder to hide how you truly felt about him, and sometimes you wondered if he already knew. Obi-Wan turned to face you and observed you for a few moments before speaking, “is there something troubling you? You seem unsettled”. You could feel his eyes practically burning a hole in the side of your face with how intently he was watching you trying to figure out what you were thinking. “If you are concerned about the mission, you needn’t be it should be relatively easy compared to what we have dealt with in the past. If something else is bothering you, I will always be here for you” he placed a hand lightly on your shoulder. You turned to face him. You could see that he was concerned he knew you too well. “I admit I do have concerns about this mission” Obi-Wan frowned slightly, and you sighed. There was no way you were going to tell him what else was bothering you. “I don’t see why I have been sent along too when both you and Anakin are more than capable of carrying out something like this without me. I'm just worried that there might be something more going on that we haven’t been told” Obi-Wan shook his head slightly “if the council suspected anything, we would have been informed during the mission briefing. You worry too much” Obi-Wan smiled warmly at you in an attempt to reassure you, it didn’t work, but you appreciated the effort.
Obi-Wan turned back to looking out of the viewport. The two of you stayed there like that, looking out at the stars for a few moments before he spoke up again. “I really should lecture you about your time-keeping. You are a Jedi Knight; being on time is vital. Being late could cost lives”. You could tell he was smiling before you even looked at him, the bad mood that he had this morning long gone. “I’m surprised you ever made it to Jedi Knight with your ability to be late to everything”. You laughed lightly and smiled at him “you are one to talk. You are almost as bad as I am. How many council meetings have you showed up to on-time for?” He raised his eyebrows at you and laughed before he had a chance to respond you heard Anakin laughing from behind you. “He shouldn’t be the one to lecture you, considering he was half an hour late this morning himself.”
You watched the two of them bicker back and forth between each other they were like two younglings sometimes with the amount that they argued, but you wouldn’t change them. You loved them both a lot more than you would ever admit. The rest of the journey to Naboo was filled with the usual banter between the three of you. Moments like this were your favourite because you forgot about everything wrong in the universe going on. There was no war and no sadness. When you landed, Anakin practically ran off of the ship. You and Obi-Wan followed behind him, laughing at Anakin’s excitement at seeing Padmé. It had been a few weeks at least since he had seen her in person. You notice Obi-Wan looking at you. “I know something else is bothering you, you can tell me anything I won’t judge you” he said softly, you shook your head “I’m fine Obi, let's go we have a meeting that we are late for” he nodded, but you could see he didn’t believe you.
You had a feeling that today was going to be a very long day.
DAmi wherRe The ReADEr aND HiM HaVe A slLEeeeeep OVer And Dick WAKes tem uP aT BuTT CraCK Of DAwn ANd DamIan threatANs Him aNd saYs "If she even blinks, because you woke us up. I will strangle you with my bare hands."
Request: Can I request a imagine where Damian and the reader are in high school and he comforts the reader because the readers mother started drinking again. I had a bad day and I need to be a little happy right now. They're in high school.
Hi friend! I hope your day got better. I hope you enjoy this oneshot <3 I’m sorry if this is too short. Feel free to request as much as you want.
Damian immediately noticed that you looked defeated today. You weren’t speaking like usual and you shunned away from anyone who tried to speak to you. During the first few periods of the day, you kept your head in a book and ignored everyone. Damian was concerned and waited for you to reach out to him first. You always found your way into his arms anytime you felt down, but today it seemed like you avoided him altogether. Were you mad at him?
He waited to speak to you until lunch, before he couldn’t find you anywhere. He decided to skip his meal and search for you. He hadn’t found you in any of the classrooms, closets, or the library. This private school was so big. It was hard to look in every nook and cranny of it. You could have hidden in any of the many spare rooms.
He almost gave up until he heard some sniffling. He stopped moving, listening intently. He followed the sound and opened a door to a storage room. It was mostly empty aside from some boxes in the corner. You were sat in the middle of the room, hugging your knees. You shielded your face away from him, turning away to wipe away any tears. Damian stepped in the room and closed the door behind him swiftly. He dropped down beside you. He wanted nothing more than to embrace you, but he didn’t want to invade your space.
Still turned away from him, you spoke “I’m fine, Dami. Go back to lunch.” Your shoulders were shaking, signifying to him that you were holding back sobs. He sat behind you, legs coming to both your sides as he grabbed onto your shoulders and pulled your back into his chest. He held you tightly against him, his forehead resting on your shoulder. It hurt him to see you so distraught.
“Please, talk to me.” He pleaded. You hadn’t spoke for a moment. Damian was afraid that you were shutting him out once again.
“It’s my mother. She’s drinking again…” Damian let out a disappointed sigh at this news. You turned around in Damian’s arms, he grabbed onto your hip pulling you into his lap. You laid your head against his shoulder and neck as he cleared any hair from your face.
“It’s going to be alright. I’m here. I’m always going to be here for you.” He kissed your forehead and held you tighter. He needed you to know he would always come looking for you. He’d always be there to comfort you because he loved you so much.
Request: okay how about one where Damian is making out with the reader and Bruce intrudes and has a talk with Damian and it's all in his pov As shown above, the requester asked for this to be in Damian’s POV. I had never written in his POV before so hopefully I didn’t do so bad. I didn’t proof read prior to posting lol, let me know if you notice any mistakes.
WARNING: Groping! BUT NO SMUT
I was leaned against the headboard. My hands on your hips as you straddled me. We were both out of breath as I gripped your hips firmly and pulled you down to grind against me. We’ve been experimenting a lot lately. Pushing boundaries slowly and stopped when we weren’t ready. We hadn’t done anything like this before. Your arms were wrapped around my shoulders while I to kissed you hungrily. I let out a small moan against your lips while our tongues tried to dominate each other. Your hand found its way up my hair and pulled at it in desperation. I had never seen you like this. It was exhilarating.
I pulled you down further, grinding you down harder against me. We both moaned into each other’s mouths. You pulled back a bit. I opened my eyes, afraid I pushed too far. Your face was contoured in lust. I couldn’t help smiling at this. I leaned in towards you, kissing the edge of your mouth then dropping down to kiss the side of your neck. You pulled me in closer, grinding your hips down against me. I felt like I was going crazy.
I removed one of my hands from your hips and traveled it up your body and to your breast. You’ve allowed me to touch you here before. It always made you squirm. I fondled it softly, not willing to hurt you. I traveled my kisses further down your neck and to your shoulder, sucking it there. I wanted to mark you as my own. I wouldn’t let anyone else have you. Your body started to feel so hot against him.
“D-Dami..” you squeaked out, moaning a bit. I pulled back from your neck, and pecked your lips, smiling against them.
“Yes, My Love?” Before you had a chance to speak, there was a knock against the bedroom door. You immediately tensed in my lap. Before I could stop you, you climbed off me and went across the room red faced. I let out an annoyed sigh, sliding off the bed. I turned my body away from you, fixing my bulge shyly.
When I opened the door, I was surprised to find my father. He had his usual stern look across his face. I could only imagine how I appeared to him. Most likely red faced, messy hair with untidy clothing.
“Yes, Father?” I asked, somewhat annoyed. He rolled his eyes at me and nudged his head for me to follow him. There goes my night, I thought. I followed him to his office. I sat down at one the chairs, while he seemed to pace the room trying to find the right words.
“Damian, I know you’re almost an adult, but I want to talk to you about the dangers of….” He paused for a moment, “…. unprotected sex…” I could only imagine the look of disgust that shown in my face. NO WAY WAS I HAVING THIS TALK!
“FATHER, PLEASE! I AM NOT A CHILD”
“Damian, it is my responsibility to speak to you about this subject.”
“Father, I have access to the internet. I fully understand the consequences of sexual intercourse.”
“Fine.” Bruce spoke, tone annoyed before striding off to his desk and pulling out pack after pack of condoms. He tossed several boxes to me and I caught them easily. “You should know how these works then.”
“Father, this is embarrassing. Why do you have so many?”
“I have 4 stupid sons. I have a warehouse full of them.” I stared at him for a second, wondering if he was truly serious about the warehouse. He waved me off, and I strode back to my room. You were sitting at the desk, head in your hands. I threw the boxes in the nearest drawer and tended to you. I wrapped an arm around your shoulder, catching your eye as I did so.
“What’s the matter, Habibti?” Your face was still red with embarrassment, and I leaned in to kiss your forehead. I continued to peck small kisses across your face. A smile began creeping across your face. You looked so beautiful.
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