Garfield: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.
Y/n: Wow. They sound stupid.
Garfield: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.
Y/n: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”
Garfield: I guess you’re right. Hey Y/n, I love you.
Y/n: See! Just say that!
Garfield: Holy fucking shit.
Y/n: If that flies over their head then, sorry Garfield, but they're too dumb for you.
Garfield: Y/n.
H-hey can I possibly get a n-Noah x reader maybe smutty...........if you do thank you a lot
Issssss just a weee itty bitty bit smutty, more so hinted at than anything 😶
And holy shIT thank you for 800+ followers!! I can’t believe so many people are interested in my content!! Thank uwu so much 💕💓💞
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You know he’s had a nightmare when you feel his arms coil tightly around you, body shuddering faintly against yours
With your back flush to his chest, you can’t miss the frantic beating of his thumping heart
You sigh, half asleep, rubbing your thumb along the arm wrapped around your belly
“You wanna talk about it?”
His answer is a strained chuckle
“No. I don’t”
You can still hear the alarm and stress in his voice
Another sigh, not in spite of Noah, but more so the horrors that plague him, and you sit up
“(Y/n), you—”
“Shh, it’s alright. Come, let’s go for a shower”
You reach for his hand, which he lets you take, and then you’re leading him out of bed and into the bathroom
You don’t bother turning the lights on as you start running the water
You feel his gaze on you, lingering, wondering if you’ve yet become sick of him and his baggage
So you turn to him, cup his cheek, his stubble prickling the palm of your hand
And you have to stand on the tip of your toes to reach and gently place a kiss to his lips
He doesn’t kiss back, not at first
His hands find purchase around your hips and he just holds you there, keeping you still, clutching you close
You run your hands through his hair and only then does he hesitantly give in
Tense muscles relax beneath your touch, his thumb tracing circles beneath the hem of your shirt before slowly moving up, dragging the fabric along
You find yourself slipping out of the material, left only in your panties but otherwise bare in front of him
With his eyes fully adjusted to the darkness, he drinks up the sight of you
Large hands caress your sides
“You have work tomorrow,” he murmurs
It’s a jarring thing to say, so strangely out of place that it takes you a moment to realize what he’s getting to
“S’fine, I‘ll fall back asleep after”
When he doesn’t say anything, you continue, “it’s not your fault, baby. Besides, I’ve been sleeping perfectly fine. A few lost hours won’t make a difference”
And yet, you both know it does make a difference
The monsters that are after him, whatever they are and whatever they want, have started taking a liking to you as well
The few peaceful nights of rest laid out before you are numbered, and he knows this
Knows it’s his fault
He leans in, his forehead pressing into yours
You close your eyes against him, enjoying the brief, quiet stillness
When you reopen them, you find the bathroom’s filled with steam
Your hands move from his face to his collarbone, to his chest and then his stomach and, finally, to the hem of his pajama pants
Heyyo, so I forgot to mention, but you guys can also request some nsfw sprinkled in the creepypasta/slenderverse matchups! Ill also do explicitly nsfw matchups & headcanons UwU
NSFW will be tagged as lemons or smut! (Bcuz I’m afraid of the nsfw ban hehe)
