koriand'r x fem!reader x dick grayson. your partners treat you always so nice, and when you try to return them the favor, they don't let you. ╱ pwp, reader is a pillow princess, mdni.
Your body was folded like a pretzel, thighs trembling against your tits, Dick’s thick cock slamming into you so deep you felt him kissing your cervix. Every thrust shoved your ass up the sheets, your slick dripping down his balls, making obscene wet slaps that echoed off the walls.
Kori’s tongue swirled over your swollen clit, flicking it in time with Dick’s rhythm, her fingers pinching and tugging until your hips jerked helplessly. Your brain was mush, just pretty pink static and the need to cum again.
“P-please—oh fuck, I can’t—” you whimpered, voice cracking into a high-pitched whine as your third orgasm ripped through you.
Your pussy clenched around Dick like a fist, gushing over his shaft, and Kori moaned into your folds, licking up every drop like it was candy.
Dick groaned, hips stuttering. “That’s it, baby. Milk me with that greedy little cunt.” He didn’t stop, kept fucking you through the aftershocks until your legs shook and tears streaked your cheeks.
Kori pulled back, lips shiny with your cum, and crawled up to kiss you sloppy and deep. At the same time, she kneads your breasts, pinching the swollen buds, all marked with her teeths.
“You taste like heaven, princess,” she purred against your mouth. “Want us to stop? Or you gonna give us one more?”
You couldn’t even form words, just nodded frantically, drool slipping from the corner of your lips. Dick chuckled, and flipped you onto your stomach. Your face smashed into the pillow, ass up, and he spread your cheeks wide. “Look at this pretty hole. Still fluttering for us.”
Kori slid underneath you, 69-style, her tongue diving back into your pussy while Dick lined up and pushed into your red folds in one slow, filthy glide.
You screamed into the mattress, fingers scrabbling at the sheets. “T-too much—too full—please—”
“Shh, baby,” Kori cooed, sucking your clit into her mouth. “Just take it, you're doing amazing.”
They worked you like a toy. Dick’s cock stretching your walls, Kori’s tongue fucking your cunt, her fingers rubbing tight circles over your clit. Your fourth orgasm hit like a freight train, vision whiting out as you squirted all over Kori’s face. She laughed, delighted, lapping it up while Dick growled and spilled hot inside you.
When they finally pulled out, you were a boneless mess—limbs twitching, holes gaping and leaking. You tried to roll over, reaching blindly for Dick’s cock. “Wanna—wanna suck you—please—”
Dick caught your wrists, pinning them above your head. “Nuh uh, princess. Tonight’s about you.” He kissed your forehead, gentle despite the mess he’d made of you. “Just lay there and be our pretty little cumdump.”
Kori curled around you from behind, spooning you, her fingers lazily tracing your puffy folds. “We’re not done,” she whispered, nipping your ear. “Gonna keep you cumming ‘til you forget your own name.”
You whimpered, already spreading your legs wider. “Yes—please—more—”
Synopsis: Their lover comes home from a mission, exhausted, but they've been away for 2 weeks! Being the loving partners they are, they take care of you.
W.C: 2.4k
Tags: Smut ❀, Dom!Nightwing, Dom!Starfire, Sub!Fem!Reader, oral (f receiving), p in v, grinding/humping (brief), threesome/poly relationship, somnophila
Dick and Kori couldn't wait until their lover got home. It had been two painstakingly slow weeks without them. They agreed that they'd give their lover whatever they wanted the moment they stepped through the door.
The sound of heavy footsteps filled the apartment complex hallway as you trudged in. Your busted-up and untied combat boots dragged along the tile floor towards the elevator. Once inside you leaned back against the wall for support and stared at the buttons for way too long before pressing your floor number.
Dropping your head back it hit the elevator wall with a thud and you whinced ever so slightly. You swore this elevator ride was taking longer than usual, but maybe that's because you don't have two golden retrievers barking about this and that in your ear. You love your girlfriend and your boyfriend dearly, but they could both be a lot. You groan at the thought of all the possible things awaiting you in your shared apartment. You adored them, but my god you were way to tired. You just wanted to relax.
The elevator dinged and you sighed contently, your bed was so close. Pushing yourself off the wall and stumbling into the hallway like some drunk ballerina, you made your way to your apartment door. As quickly as you could. Which wasn't that fast, but you were trying!
You leaned against the doorframe and you shovelled through your pocket to find your key. The hoop of keys and key chains jiggled in your grasp as you unlocked the door.
Stepping inside felt like heaven. The familiar smell of your lovers' cologne and perfume. It was warm and cosy. You shut the door with a sigh. It felt so good to be home. It felt even better to see your two favourite people skid around the corner to greet you in the entrance.
"Sunny!" Kori'ander squealed running over to you, arms outstretched.
She embraced you in a tight hug that lifted you off the ground. Due to height, your face got pushed straight into her chest. Not that you were mad about it or anything, it was comfy there. As you pulled your face out from her chest you saw the shadow of a man approach. A familiar one, thank fuck. Your loving boyfriend Dick, came to the side of you and kissed your cheek.
"Welcome back sweetheart." He muttered into your ear. All you could do was smile.
"Uh, Kori? Do you wanna put them down?"
Kori looked at Dick like he just asked her to shoot you. "Of course not! Why would I do such a thing?"
"Sweetie, they still have there boots on." Dick said blankly.
Kori reluctantly put you down with a frown, her muscular arms still on you as they wrapped around your arm. Dick's reminder that you still had your boots on made you want to cry. Thankfully he can practically read your mind. Before you could move, he had gotten down and began undoing your laces for you.
"Thank you." You tried to speak normally but it came out as a whisper, followed by a yawn.
Once he'd taken off your boots and out them on the rack, his arms made there way around your thighs. He hoisted you up. You let out a very quite squeal of suprise.
"Cmon let's get you to bed." He peered around you as he made his way to bedroom. Kori following suite with her hand in yours and a happy smile.
He dropped you onto the bed and stood between your legs that dangled off the edge. He was trying not laugh at the face were pulling. Squinted eyes and something that couldn't decipher whether it was a frown or a smile. The sank behind you as Kori sat down closer to the headboard. Dick walked over to the dresser to get you a pair of pyjamas. He heared you groan, probably after remembering that you had to take all your gear off. He and Kori couldn't help but watch in amusement as you started to kick off articles of clothing and chuck them on the floor. Tomorrow's problem.
"Allow me to help." Kori crawled across the bed and positioned herself behind you. Looking over your shoulder, down towards your chest where you were struggling with the buckle of a harness.
'Fuck, that's hot.' Dick thought as he stood to the side with your pyjamas in hand. He watched as Kori stared at your neck before eventually giving in and kissing all over it. She sighed in contentment as her hands rested on your tense shoulders. It was almost like the tension left you and wandered over to him. Instead of being in his shoulders though, it was in his pants. He watched as you leaned back against Kori. A few red curls and a bra blocked his perfect view though. Your hands lazily fidgeted with the button of your trousers. Dick made his way over and helped you remove your bottoms, leaving you in your underwear. Kori suckled at your neck as Dick sat before you, a large hand on your jaw. He leaned forward and pressed his lips onto yours. It was a sweet kiss, especially coming from a man with a hard-on he desperately wanted to satisfy. You told yourself no. You were exhausted and battered from the hell of a mission. Not tonight you thought as you kissed your boyfriend and allowed your girlfriend to bring you into her lap.
Your senses had gone haywire. The only things you could see were your own tears and black spots coating your vision. The only thing you could smell was sweat. The only things you could hear were your moaning and Kori's sighing. The only things you could feel were Dick's hands and lips on every accessible part of you and Kori's tongue.
Your back was pressed against Dick's bare chest. Your boyfriend's big, calloused hands roamed every inch of you. He caressed, squeezed and slapped. His lips were the same, roaming every inch of you. No one would be able to decipher what was from your mission or tonight. Usually, you'd tell the addict to be careful; you didn't want people to see evidence of your private affairs. You were too tired to care. Also to indulge in the pleasure Kori was giving you. She'd thrown your wobbly legs over her broad shoulders. They were just hanging there now, spasming occasionally. Her hands gripped your thighs, pushing them apart to make room for her abnormally long tongue. Had to be one of you and Dick's favourite things about her. You swore that tongue was some kind of key to heaven, your folds being the keyhole. Fits perfectly.
Kori sighed a hot breath into you. Her face contorted with satisfaction. "I missed you so much my sunbeam." She pulled away for a fraction of a second to breathlessly speak. She dived back into ravishing you immediately. Like her life depended on it. Her tongue sloshed inside you, flicking against all the right places. Her hand kneaded your thighs as if they were some sort of stress ball. Much like how Dick's hand kneaded your breasts. Your hands lazily held onto his wrists. His lips were attacking your neck. Your beautiful skin is now covered in many dark blemishes. You could feel Dick's erection against your ass. You were lowkey grinding against him simply from the sheer force of Kori trying to deep-throat your pussy with her tongue.
"Ugh, don't stop." Dick groaned in your ear.
The black spots in your vision only got bigger as your moans got louder. They were breathless and weak, but still loud enough for the other two to be satisfied with them. You sucked in a sharp breath and began to weakly squirm in their strong grips. Your breaths were becoming ragged and tears were spilling from your eyes. Kori smiled against you as you whimpered. She gripped your legs tighter to stop them from closing and spasming. Dick's arms grasped you tighter, his hips rocking into your backside. Your vision began to blur and your ears rung in the distance. A few taps from your shaking hand hit Dick's hand.
"Sweetheart? You okay?" He muttered as his rocking came to a slow. Kori didn't hear you, too engrossed in eating you out.
"I, I'm gonna..." You stuttered pathetically.
"You're gonna cum?" Dick teased as his rocking pace picked back up.
"No, I, I'm..." Your voice trailed off as your eyes rolled back. From pleasure or fatigue you don't know but you sagged into Dick's arms, unconscious.
Kori looked up from in-between your legs, noticing your lack of movement. Her and Dick looked at eachother and then back to you, panicking.
"She's still breathing," Dick said followed by some delicate snores.
"Is she asleep?" Kori asked bewildered. She sat up and wipe her mouth with the back of her hand. She carefully crawled over you to get a closer look at your face.
"She is asleep!"
"But, she has not reached the climax yet." Your girlfriend sounded so saddened by your lack of pleasure.
Dick was going to say something but you began to stir. Your eyes fluttered open, still drooped and clearly exhausted. Kori took your body into her arms. Hugging you tightly like you might fade away right in that moment.
"I'm so sorry my sunbeam!" She began. "It was my idea and I should have listened when you said you were too tired!" The poor woman looked like she could cry.
"No, it's..." You crumbled in her arms. "Fine."
Both of your lovers held you gently, waiting to see if you'd say more or fall back asleep. All they got was an annoyed groan.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" Dick whispered.
"Keep going." Your forehead rested on Kori's shoulder and your eyes looked like they were on the verge of shutting.
"Huh?" The two questioned in unison.
"Even if I fall asleep again," you stated in an infirm tone. "Please?" Your begging came out as a pathetic whine. Before they could respond you were out again. Your naked body leaning against Kori's.
"May we switch my moonbeam?" Kori held your sweaty body against hers protectively. Dick could tell she was worried about you but that she also wanted to fulfill your wish. He knew the best solution was for him to take over and let Kori baby you.
"Of course sweetie." He leaned in and they shared a brief kiss. Kori and Dick shuffled around, switching positions. Not once did Kori's hands leave your body. She laid on her back with your sleeping figure on top of her. Your head rested on her bare chest. She had an arm around your waist and another on your shoulder blade, both soothingly caressing your body. You stirred in your sleep but didn't wake up. Dick positioned himself behind you, his hands gripped your hips as he inserted his cock into your folds. You were soaked from Kori's job earlier.
"Oh fuck..." He groaned as he slid in out of you. His thrusts got heavier as he got more comfortable with your now semi-unconcious body. The feeling of his pelvis slapping against your ass had slightly woken you up. You were in a very dreary state. Snapping in and out of conciseness. It was like you'd woken up from a spontaneous mid day nap. You moaned and whimpered into your girlfriend's chest, her breasts serving as pillows for your sleepy head. She managed to pull you even closer into her. Your clit barely rubbing against hers from the force of Dick pounding into you.
"You feel so fucking good sweetheart." Dick thrusted into you desperately. "I missed you so bad." He whined and folded forward. Kori took a hand in hers as he began to press feverent kisses to your shoulder and neck. Your back arched and pressed your clit closer to Kori's. She moaned in your ear at the pressure. The pleasure was getting you and teats welded your eyes, sleep beginning to overcome your body again.
"You are okay sunbeam." She hummed and kissed you. Her plump lips encapsulated yours. You sighed as her tongue swiped across your bottom lip. Before you could voluntarily open your mouth Dick thrusted rather hard causing a high pitched gasp to come out of you. Kori slid her tongue in. The pleasure, the exhaustion from the mission and now the lack of oxygen was really taking a tole on your brain. Kori pulled away alowing you tk catch your breath.
"Oh my god..." You panted and squeezed your eyes shut. Shoving your face back into Kori's chest. Your body felt fuzzy and your head felt dizzy. Not one proper thought was flowing through. No thoughts at all when you began to feel a knot form inside you. The tip of Dick's cock hitting the right spot. Kori's strong arms lifted your torso up slightly, just enough for her hand to slip through and rub circles on your clit. That was it. Not even five seconds later you were sent over edge. A pathetic moan left your lips, sending a vibration through Kori's body. You shook as you climaxed. Tears spilled down your face.
"Oh shit sweetheart!" Dick moaned as his cock continued to stroke against your walls. Riding out your orgasm as his came. Kori's hand had found her own bud of nerves and she quickly followed. Mostly getting off your pleasure. You'd passed out almost immediately after your release. Kori held you close as Dick went to get a cloth to clean you and Kori up. She rolled onto her side and gazed lovingly at your sleeping face. She gave a gentle kiss to your sweaty forehead. Dick emerged from the bathroom with a wet cloth and cleaned your and Kori up before pulling the sheets over you two and slipping in behind you. They snuggled you between them.
"We should do breakfast in bed for them." Dick suggested, his voice muffled by your shoulder.
"Why would we make breakfast in bed? We have a kitchen."
Dick deadpanned Kori, a chuckle escaped him a moment later as he stared at her confused face.
A/N: Just a tad bit of a switch up from my last post! Just a little, itty bit🤏
Don't really like this that much but I wanted to post something.
Content: Polyamory, College Students that are Old Friends, 821 words
Warnings: Polyamory 💞
Author’s Note: Inspired by this OT3 Prompt Post. AND I just think Kori is kind of neat 🥺 and would totally top
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The music pounds like it’s trying to shake the walls apart, but you barely notice. You’re leaning against the far wall of the crowded living room, sketchbook half-open in your hands, lines and shadows blurring together under the dim string lights. Someone bumps into you—doesn’t apologize—and you let it slide. Parties have never been your thing.
Then you hear it. That laugh. Bright, careless, impossible to ignore.
“Kori,” someone shouts, but it’s not their voice—it’s her. Star athlete, captain of every team, the girl who made everyone turn their heads in high school. And there she is, moving through the crowd like she owns the place, hair catching the light in the same wild way it did in freshman year, eyes scanning the room… and landing on you.
Your chest tightens. Memories flood back: late-night study sessions she somehow always crashed, the way she somehow knew the perfect moment to crack a joke, the three of you laughing until your stomachs hurt in the old gym bleachers. Back then, social circles didn’t matter because together, you were untouchable.
Kori’s smile is impossibly wide when she reaches you. “Well, look who didn’t get lost in the crowd,” she says, sliding into the space beside you, hip brushing yours. There’s a warmth there that feels familiar and electric.
You don’t have time to answer before another shadow falls over the sketchbook.
“Still drawing the world instead of living in it?”
Dick. Brainiac. Your other half of the golden trio. Taller now, more composed, but the faint crooked grin he had in high school hasn’t left. His glasses catch the light, and for a second, it’s like you’re twelve again, hiding in the library between calculus problems and comic books.
“Trying not to get trampled,” you say, wryly, and he chuckles, the sound low, knowing, comfortable.
The three of you stand there, a triangle of old familiarity in the chaos, shoulders brushing, subtle touches that make your stomach flip. Social groups, high school labels—they might have been gone for years, but right here, right now… none of that matters.
Somehow, without anyone noticing, Kori loops an arm through yours, guiding you toward the stairs. “Come on, I want to show you something,” she says, eyes sparkling like she knows exactly what she’s doing. Her thigh brushes yours as you climb each step, that subtle pressure making your chest tighten.
Dick trails right behind, hand lightly grazing your back, fingertips lingering a little too long before pulling away. You can feel the warmth from both of them, the combined effect dizzying. Upstairs, the noise from the party dulls to a muffled thump, the world shrinking until it’s just the three of you.
Kori leans against the doorframe of a spare bedroom, that perfect mix of confidence and mischief in her stance. “See? Way better up here. Less… chaos.” Her hand drifts to your shoulder, lingering, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Your skin tingles at the touch, but she doesn’t flinch. She’s bold in a way only Kori can be.
Dick leans casually against the wall across from you, adjusting his glasses, but the look in his eyes is anything but casual. He tilts his head, letting the sleeve of his sweater brush against your arm. “It’s like old times,” he murmurs, and your stomach twists at the memory of secret study sessions and whispered debates in empty classrooms.
Kori shifts closer, hip pressing against yours, hand still brushing along your arm. Dick takes a half-step forward, knee grazing yours as he leans against the wall. It’s innocent enough on the surface—but every brush of skin, every fleeting touch, lingers just a second too long. The kind of touch that makes your heart thump and your thoughts scramble.
“You know,” Kori says softly, leaning in like she’s letting you in on a secret, “we’ve all changed… but some things never do.” Her breath fans over your ear as she speaks, warm and intoxicating.
Dick’s hand moves again, this time trailing down your forearm with a featherlight touch, his fingers ghosting over your skin, just enough to make you shiver. “Yeah,” he agrees, voice low. “Some things feel… inevitable.”
The three of you are close enough now that your senses are on overload—Kori’s perfume, Dick’s familiar warmth, the way your skin tingles where their hands have grazed. You remember what it’s like to be theirs in a way that isn’t just childhood nostalgia anymore. Heat coils in your belly, and a thought flares: maybe it’s always been waiting for this moment.
Kori smiles, mischievous and tender at the same time, brushing her fingers along your arm again. “No one has to know,” she murmurs.
Dick echoes the sentiment, leaning just a little closer, so close your shoulder brushes his chest. “Not a soul.”
And in that quiet, private space, everything unspoken and dangerous hangs between the three of you, tangible, electric, and entirely yours.
Def wanna see a closer look at Atmospheric Disturbances. I'm so sorry to hear how you've been feeling but welcome back I hope it gets better for you💕
Hey, lovely! Thank you so much<3. It's been a tough almost 12 months. I figured it was writers block for a long time but it wasn't. Turns out grieving is something that seems endless. Feels like I'm finally coming out of the other end of it.
Atmospheric Disturbances - (Koriand’r x Dick Grayson x Reader).
So, general vibes for this one at the moment, only vague plot points currently.
Thinking that Dick and Kory are going to be in an established relationship to start with. (However, I really, really like the idea of Reader and Kory being together first based on what I have written already; and I'm delighted by thoughts of Dick being a little creepy and watching Reader and Kory kiss wishing that he was with them too, leading to him being plagued with thoughts and getting all pent up and frustrated and...).
Again, I'm working with vibes only at this point but here's a few little scenes I have so far;
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There are limited options for understanding among this team, but there is one person who looks at you like they know what it’s like to be less than human and more like the stars.
The very first time you meet her you’re in the middle of nowhere and the Earth beneath your feet is scorched and burning. Smoke clouds the air and the heat is unbearable but she walks through the stubborn embers of fire like it’s always belonged to her; like the flames were birthed from her own two hands and not from your endless fall through the atmosphere.
I've also got this little scene as well;
Kory kisses you over the breakfast table. The sweet tang of syrup lingering on her tongue from the pancakes on her plate and your mouth waters when she licks past the soft seam of your lips. Her fingers, clever and firm, tip your chin so she can kiss you deeper and your eyes flutter closed, a wrecked little noise bubbling along the spine of your throat.
She hums softly, catching your bottom lip between her teeth whilst pulling away and you sigh, feeling drunk and shot full of something almost like adrenaline; a terrible ache building between your thighs.
Someone clears their throat and you turn to see who it is but Kory intercepts you halfway into the movement, an almost pleased little grin on her pretty face. Guiding your mouths back together she kisses you slow and wet and messy then pulls back.
“Spying on us again, Grayson?” Kory asks, and you turn just in time to see Dick falter, a flush crawling up his throat. It’s pretty, you think. He’s pretty. “If we didn’t know better, we’d think you’d like to join in.”
Could I request Spots to kiss #7 with Dick Grayson? Thank yiu!
a kiss on the eyelid or the undereye + dick grayson + koriand’r
a/n: listen,,.,dick x reader x kori is self indulgent shit I only ever write for myself but here,,,y’all get some too. feedback is always appreciated!
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You sat on his stomach, knees dipping into the mattress as your face hovered close to his. You two were taking up far too much space, diagonally strewn across the bed. Dick had fallen onto it twenty minutes ago, curious to what Kori was up too on her laptop. She quickly shushed him, flashing her screen that had a lecture rolling. You three were supposed to discuss plans about going out, and it seemed she’d forgotten about one of her classes and was skimming through her...Three. Hour. Lecture.
You had followed in suit, Dick quickly pulling you into his embrace as you wondered about the plans. “Later.” Was all Kori supplied, deciding her headphones were needed if you two were going to stay in the room. You snickered against Dick’s chest, untangling yourself from him to sit up on the bed. His hair was getting long, splayed in a messy dark halo against Kori’s soft floral sheets. You picked up the hand that rested near your knee, neatly slotting your fingers with his, knowing he enjoyed the contact.
Needed it even.
You and Kori were always at the mercy of his touchiness, even as it waxed and waned with the tumultuous course of his life, when Dick wanted to be close, feel the warmth of either of you, there wasn’t a lot stopping him. It made you smile down at him, bringing his knuckles to your lips before easily sliding over his body, straddling his slender frame. Kori quirked a brow at you, and you sent her a smile that assured her, no Dick and I aren’t about to have sex. He let out a long breath, tilting his head back to grin at Kori who was smiling faintly before looking back at you. “Whatcha doing?” He hummed from underneath you.
“Can I do your makeup?” You asked suddenly, earning a shake of his shoulders.
“What?”
“I dunno, I’m bored, we might go out, might not, it’ll give us something to do.” You shrugged, back of your fingers grazing along his jaw.
“You mean it’ll give you something to do.”
“And it’ll get you to sit still for a bit.”
He fidgeted underneath you at your words, prompting an eye roll.
“Fine.” You didn’t wait for anymore words to fall from his lips before you were swinging yourself off the bed and into Kori’s bathroom. She had barely glanced your way when you emerged with her makeup bag, climbing back onto the bed, and onto Dick. You sat a little higher on his torso, one hand dipping into the mattress next to his head as you steadied yourself. That had been fifteen minutes ago, time slowly ticking by as you carefully brushed some hairs away from his face, rummaging through the contents of her bag and starting.
Dick listened well, closing his eyes when you asked, turning this and that way, trying his best not to blink. It was a little hard not to get distracted by the way you looked at him, studying him from above, the ceiling light glowing around your head as the soft brushes danced over his skin. He commented on how nice they felt as you dusted blush over his cheeks.
“That’s because Kori has no concept of money and buys the really expensive ones.” You murmured, the two of you looking at her up and at her, respectively. She pulled at earbud out,
“What?”
You both giggled as you sat up, reaching over with the hand you’d used to balance and gave her knee a quick squeeze.
“Sorry, its nothing. Go back to your lecture.” She gave you one single nod in response, diving back into her schoolwork with a sigh.
You returned your attention back to Dick, this time dropping to your elbows to now frame his head. He tilted his chin up to be more levelled with your face, watching you take in the work you’d done.
“Pretty.” You murmured, fingers toying with his hair. Dick’s face warmed at the compliment, one hand moving to rest on your side, fingers digging into the soft flesh. “Would you go out like this?”
“I have before haven’t I?”
“True, but that’s when Kori’s done it.”
“Donna once too.”
“Hm yeah, she had that foundation that matched you well.” You commented distantly, leaning closer so your nose nudged his. You kissed the soft bend in the bridge of his nose, lips moving to the tired bags under his eyes. You could smell that distinct makeup scent on his skin, something chemical and chalky about it. You were attempting to be careful, trying not to disturb what you’d done as you felt his lashes, now coated in mascara brush over your nose before you pecked a soft kiss to the highlight of his cheekbone. Some of the glittery pigment brushed onto your lips, golden and honeyed against his skin. Dick reached up, wiping it off the soft plush of your bottom lip, sighing at the contact of your body pressed to his and Kori’s hand now aimlessly toying with his hair.
“Let’s not go out.” Dick decided just as Kori closed her laptop, pausing her movements to slip out the bed. You both stayed quiet at his suggestion, a little confused by the sudden choice of the person who had insisted on going out a few hours earlier. “It’s nice—I mean us, like this is uh nice.” He mumbled, voice distant with guilt and hesitancy.
You and Kori shared a knowing glance; with all the love in his heart, it was hard for Dick to let himself relish in it. He was always the one to bite his tongue, push himself to the edge of discomfort for someone else. It wasn never easy for him to voice his wants, to let himself be a little selfish in the grand scheme of things. Kori and you had grown far accustomed to his habits, good and bad. It took only a soft nod from you as Dick let his eyes fall closed, likely ready to refute his statement when Kori set her laptop aside and sunk into the space by his head. “This is nice.” She agreed in the sweet cadence of her voice, urging Dick to rest his head in her lap, fingers finding his long locks yet again.
You moved from where you sat atop him, letting yourself fall against his side, head resting on his chest and arm tossing over his torso. Kori reached over with her free hand to just hold your cheek for a moment, her undeniable warmth spreading across your skin like a prolonged kiss. She let his thumb swipe over your cheek before settling back into her spot.
The evening sun dripped red through the blinds, a languid haze falling over the room as the three of you took a moment, a breather together—you and Kori holding onto Dick with all the love you could fit onto her bed. Sometimes he just needed to be held.
You had made the decision to move in with your boyfriend and his crazy (but funny and lovable) older brother in Lonesome Flats. It was a tough decision, leaving the only place you'd ever known and moving so far away from your brother. But you still paid him regular weekend visits and Delta welcomed you with open arms, so everything turned out fine in that matter. But there was one small thing that made you worry all over again. When you woke up that morning, it seemed like it was going to be a beautiful day at first. Sun was shining, kids were playing, a tumbleweed was chasing them again, then it happened. The cramps. In a way you were lucky. The pain always came before the blood so you were able to get the pad on before any mess could be made, unfortunately that didn't stop the pain. Dickory was out somewhere with Delta and Hickory was helping the neighbors round up the cattle that had gotten loose, so you were on your own. You knew the pain was only gonna get worse from here unless you got your painkillers, but you hadn't even thought to figure out if the women in Lonesome Flats had the same problems and items to deal with it. You laid down in bed, finding that a better solution to your problems than wobbling around town looking like a fool searching for painkillers. You tried to sleep, but the demons kept nagging at you and kept you from finding any sort of peace. Hickory showed up, out of breath and lookin like he had been scared out of his overalls. He rushed over to you and asked if you were okay. It was then you remembered that you were supposed to be out there with him, fixing up the fence so that the cattle wouldn't break out again. You apologized and explained to him your troubles, despite the pain making you want to go into rage mode and rip something. Hickory sighed and walked over to a drawer. Right there was a bottle of painkillers and a bottle of water. He laughed when he saw your face filled with surprise. He explained that he and his brother were always getting themselves hurt one way or another, so he usually had em on him or nearby just in case. You greatfully accepted them when he gave them to you. He kissed you on the forehead and promised to be back after he helped the neighbors fix the fence. You laid back down and waites for the pain to go away. You were finally able to get comfortable when all that was left was a feeling of soreness. An hour passed by and you were falling asleep when you felt Hickory's arms wrap around your waist. You turned around and buried your face in his neck, making him chuckle. You finally fell asleep, listening to him humming one of your favorite songs.
DICKORY
To be honest, the fact that the two of you were even a couple in the first place shocked everyone who knew you. First impressions always stuck with you. Needless to say, Dickory's first impression wasn't a good one. You and Poppy both met him at the same time and the way Hickory had looked like he had split in half mentally scarred you both. You remember almost fainting before realizing it was a small troll. Despite that, Poppy, being Poppy, did her best to get you two to get along and bond as friends. She never saw the two of you getting together coming. But you couldn't help it. You also happened to like "weird" and "unusual" things. Dickory in a way fell right into those categories. As you got to know eachother better, you found that he was just like his brother, and nothing like his brother. He was naturally charming and sweet in his own way, but the he didn't appreciate country music in any way like his brother. He just tolerated it cause Hickory liked it. After getting to know you better, he came to like Pop and even like SOME country songs thanks to you exposing him to all kinds of different things. He ended up moving in with you in Pop village since Hickory was spending a lot more time with Branch and Poppy. He almost never left your side. So when that time of month came, he was immediately ready to tend to your every need to make you feel better. Even if it ment that he had to lay down with you in a huge pile of fluffy blankets (even though he preferred sleeping cold) he did it for you.
GAAAH THERE'S THE YOLDELING BROS FOR YA! MIGHT DO PRINCE D NEXT!
Do you still do trolls requests?? If so could I get a cute dickory x yodel troll reader where they reunite after the world tour and everyone’s like awwwwe
ABSOLUTELY!
Throughout you childhood, things had been a little rough. Thing was being a yodel troll, you were expected to be as loud as possible without causing a landslide. That was tough because you lived in the mountains. Little you had a voice louder than any other, and it was killing you inside that you couldn't use it. Then one day it started to change. There was one family that was always coming and going. A father and his two sons. He used to have a girl too, but you hadn't seen her in a while. The father was named Mouse Whiskers. Made sense since he was short and his hair had a way of pointing out and curving up a little. His younger son, Hickory, had his hair, but grew much taller and bulkier. Towering over his older father and older brother. The older son was named Dickory. He was short like his father, but had long hair that had a bit of a natural flow to it. You talked to them when they were there, quickly befriending the older one. The three of you would hang out and have all sorts of fun together. One day, you and Hickory were talking while Hickory played with his toy horses and you were trying to fix his wild hair.
"Now that I think about it, I've never heard you yodel that much. Why?" Dickory asked. You let out a sigh.
"Its not because I don't want to. Its that I'm to good at it."
"Excuse me?" Dickory gave you a confused look.
"I'm way to loud. I would have to hold myself back or I'd cause an avalanche." You explained.
"Oh. But that doesn't mean you can't yodel at all." Dickory pointed out.
"I hate holding myself back. Its really difficult and honestly I'd rather not make any kind of music at all if I have to hold myself back." You said. "I feel like I'm holding myself as a prisoner." You gave up on Hickory's hair. Dickory hummed and looked at one of Hickory's horses. He picked it up and held it in front of you.
"You see this horse?" He asked you. You nodded. "Now imagine the entire neck and head gone, and replace that with the top half of a troll." Dickory said.
"Uh, pardon me?" You asked.
"That's a country troll!" Hickory exclaimed.
"SHHHHSHSH!" Dickory shushed Hickory and looked around. "We're not supposed to tell anyone but...there are other kinds of music that exist out there. A whole bunch! There's Pop, Funk, Techno, Reggaeton, Hard Rock, and so many more! Including Country. We haven't just been traveling. We've been visiting our mom in Lonesome Flats. She's a Country Troll. You live with your auntie right?" Dickory asked.
"Uh...yeah. But she doesnt watch me. I once left for a whole week and she had ni clue. I just have a bed there." You said.
"Then come with us on our next trip. We'll take you to Lonesome Flats and you could live their instead! You won't have to worry about being to loud or causing landslides. Though you'd have to sing Country instead of Yodeling and you'd be expected to be a hard worker." Dickory explained.
"Are you kidding!?! Yes! Absolutely!" You exclaimed and hugged him. "Thank you, Dickory. You're the best." You said and kissed him on the cheek. You didn't notice his blush.
The very next day, you hid inside of the wagon as the family made their way to Lonesome Flats.
"(Y/N), come on out. We're here." Dickory said. You tumbled out onto the dirt.
"Woah." You said as you looked at the small town. "This is where your mama lives?" You asked. Dickory nodded.
"Yeah...though I haven't seen her yet...she usually meets us here." You and Dickory wondered off in different directions. You walked towards the center of the town where there seemed to be a party of some sorts. Dickory wasn't kidding. These trolls were half troll and half horse. It was so cool! You saw a little Country troll with red hair and a green tail around your age. She was dancing and seemed to be enjoying herself. You skipped up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She rurned to you in surprise.
"Hi, I'm (Y/N)." You said.
"Well Howdy, (Y/N)! My name is Delta Dawn. Nice to meet ya!" Delta held out her hand. You shook it. "What brings you out here to Lonesome Flats?" Delta asked.
"Well...I was hoping to move here." You said.
"Move here? Dontcha have a mama and papa?" She asked. You shook your head. "Oh. Well I can talk to my papa. He's the mayor round here. He might just be able to help you out. She said and galloped away. You looked around to fund Dickory and Hickory, but you didn't see them anywhere. You skipped up to a random country troll and asked if they knew where they went.
"Them Yodelers? Ah. Their mama died. So their papa took em and left. Good riddance."
"Dickory is gone?" You asked.
"Yeah. Why? He was a friend of yours or something?" He asked. You nodded and walked away. Their was a feeling in your chest that was hard to describe. It felt like there was a weight and it hurt inside. It didn't physically hurt but...it did? You were confused.
"I fall to pieces." You began singing. "How can I be just your friend? You want me to forget, pretend that we never met!" Your voice became louder. Thankfully, you had walked away far enough from the other trolls so that they couldn't hear you. "And I'll try I'LL TRY! BUT I HAVEN'T YET! NOW YOUR GONE! And I fall to pieces." You sang.
Delta Dawn talked to her papa. You told him everything about how and why you came. He decided to take you in as his own. The three of you bonded and you fit right in as the younger daughter. Delta made sure than you didn't live in her shadow and pushed you to yodel in front of the others and NEVER hold back. You sang and yodeled until your throat was sore. The Country trolls absolutely adored your voice and were impressed by how loud you could be. You missed Dickory and his little brother. You thought about him every night. You were still sad you never got to say goodbye or thank him. It was all because of him you were a yodeling country troll.
You grew into a strong woman. There was never a man or woman who caught your heart like Hickory once did, so you had an egg on your own and had a little baby girl. You ended up naming her Clampers. She'd spend a lot of time with you, her aunt Delta, and your cousin Growly Pete. She was a wild one and would sometimes ate random objects. You still loved her anyways. You were surprised to find her born with four legs instead of two like you, but you had to assume it was bbecause you grew up in Country, so her body adapted to it before she hatched. She spent time with Delta a lot since you'd scout the outskirts of Lonesome Flats for predators and such. You were the one who showed Delta the letter from Barb after a weird looking bat gave it too you. You rounded up more of the Country trolls to prepare for the attack and left Clampers with Delta. Your voice almost stopped Barb.
Almost.
"CLAMPERS! DELTA!" You screamed. You couldn't do anything but watch in horror as Barb turned everyone, including your sister and precious little girl into rock zombies. You were kept tied in chains near the center of the stage. Barb was pointing her guitar towards you.
"Don't worry. You're joining them." Barb said.
"No!" A voice called out and a small figure jumped out in front of you. When they broke out of the rock, you couldnt believe it. There was no way. They turned towards you. Their red eyes staring straight into your soul.
"Dickory?" You whispered. You were in so much shock, you hadn't realized that there was a fight going on onstage until the strings were broken amd drained you of your color. You fell to the ground, feeling weak. The chains slipped off and you felt gourseld being sat up.
"Mama?" Clampers asked, sitting in your lap. You held her in your arms and looked to see Dickory helping you up.
"Dickory?" You asked.
"I'm here, (Y/N)." Dickory said. You pressed your forehead against his and sighed, closing your eyes. Then you heard it, your heartbeats. You looked at the crowd and saw everyone's hearts lighting up and making music. You chuckled. Of course. I mean, you yodeled without a yodeling string, right? Delta Dawn made her way over to you and the four of you started to line up with the other leaders as you all started to sing. Even Hickory left the crowd to join you onstage. You didn't hold back a single bit. You sang and laughed with you childhood friends, just like old times.
"I missed you two so much!" You hugged both of them after the song was over.
"Yeah, we missed ya too." Hickory said.
"Look at you! Youve grown so big!" You giggled and then turned to Dickory. "And you, haven't changed a bit." You smiled at him.
"Really? Not at all?" Dickory smirked.
"Nope. Your still short as hell. And handsome. I guess you did grow more hair though." You laughed.
"Haha! That's what I thought waitwhat?" Dickory asked. Before he knew it, you picked him up and kissed him. He completely melted into it.
"EWW! MAMA!" Clampers exclaimed.
"Aww thats so cute!" You heard Queen Poppy say. You realized that everyone was looking in your direction and "Awwing" at the two of you.
"Well, if you take out all the people staring, I could get used to this." Dickory pulled you back into the kiss.
"Ah jeez get a room." Hickory rolled his eyes and walked away.
I apologize for it being so long, but if I'm doing a request, I freaking COMMIT to it. Though I admit I MIGHT have gone a teeny bit over the top with this? I hope you still enjoy though.
