Fandom: Twilight Pairing: Jacob Black x Male!Reader Summary: Jacob is a smitten wolf, he likes it despite the teasing Word Count: 1,028 Request: Can I get a baker male reader x Jacob who finds out his mate is the best baker of Folks and so goes there every day to flirt with him? Despite always head-butting with Edward who accompanies Bella during her visit to the bakery
Requested by @cokecola4211 : ‘Peaky Blinders imagine being the only deaf one in the family older then Finn but younger than John and being close w/ Ada, Finn, John, Polly and May and being the only artist in the family.’
‘Peaky Blinders imagine the reader being the younger brother to boys but older then Finn around the same age as Ada and loving art more then your family and Polly finding your art book of sketches.‘
Characters: Finn Shelby x Male!Shelby!Reader (brothers), Polly Shelby x Male!Shelby!Reader (aunt/nephew), Isaiah Jesus x Male!Shelby!Reader (platonic), Thomas Shelby x Male!Shelby!Reader (brothers), Arthur Shelby x Male!Shelby!Reader (brothers), John Shelby x Male!Shelby!Reader (brothers)
Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name
Warnings: Discrimination against deaf people, swearing, insecurities, fluff
(A/N: I do not know sign and I do not represent/am not associated the deaf community. If I have written anything incorrect or offensive, please let me know!)
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(Y/N)’s eyes were squinting as he sketched, face almost pressed into the paper as he hunched over, which would result in an aching back later that day. He had the perfect canvas, a gloomy one but still filled with intricate detail. Sat on the edge of the canal, he watched the men throwing their supplies into the long boats, going about their daily work. It may have been a boring sight, but it was real, and (Y/N) had never wanted to sugar coat his work.
(Y/N) noticed movement in the distance, new people were arriving. He recognised the Peaky caps, instantly shoving his sketch pad and pencils into his bag and dashing away from the area. They didn’t know he was here, they never knew where he was. Unfortunately being the only Shelby who couldn’t hear made him isolated from his brothers and the family business. Although his brothers never left him out of games or outings as they grew up, (Y/N) found he had to come up with his own ways to entertain himself.
No one knew about his hobby, his passion. He had pondered telling his family, showing them his work, including the numerous portraits he had drawn of themselves. Though he was enamoured with his work, he couldn’t predict what his family’s reaction would be.
Luckily escaping without being spotted, (Y/N) managed to make it back to the main part of town, waltzing down the street like a Shelby should. Even though people cowered away and kept their distance, (Y/N) knew he only had ‘respect’ because his family would beat up anyone who dared to insult him…not that he would hear them anyway.
His brother, Finn, was approaching him, followed by Isaiah. They both smiled at each other, having had a good bond growing up.
“Alright, (Y/N)?” Finn signed and spoke at the same time.
Isaiah managed to sign a hello, he was trying to pick up words, though it proved harder than he thought.
(Y/N) just nodded.
“Well you’re not are you? Come on, what’s up?”
‘It’s nothing.’
“Fancy a pint? Don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
(Y/N) playfully rolled his eyes but nodded once again. The three boys headed towards the Garrison, only to be stopped by their Aunt Polly.
“Hard at work or hardly working?” Polly fluently said and signed.
'Come on Aunt Pol,’ (Y/N) sighed,'it’s not like Tommy has got us doing any work.’
“Well you three can come help me then. I’ve got lots of crao that needs to be moved out of the garden shed. And you three always go on about how strong you are.”
She smirked as the boys groaned, not waiting for them to follow her. They mumbled the whole way, Finn making sure to involve (Y/N) still. Isaiah didn’t mind being left out of the conversation, he was with Finn all the time, he just felt bad that he couldn’t communicate with (Y/N) more.
As soon as they entered Polly’s house she was ordering them what to do. The boys shed of their hats, coats and jackets, knowing they would no doubt get sweaty during this task.
Polly gently placed her hand on (Y/N)'a back to grab his attention.“Hand me that love, I’ll run it upstairs for you.”
She was referring to his bag which he instinctively held away from her.
“What have you got in that bag? You harbouring drugs for Tommy?”
When he didn’t move, her face hardened.
'It’s nothing. I might be going out later so I’ll leave it down here.’
“Are you lying to me?”
'No! Why can’t you just leave my stuff alone?!’
“Alright, I’m sorry. Leave it wherever you want.”
(Y/N) realised that he had made his aunt more suspicious of him. He just wanted to keep this little thing to himself, not have it corrupted by his family. (Y/N) only imagined what they would say if they saw how he spent his time. Hesitantly hanging up his bag, (Y/N) stared at it for a few more seconds before forcing himself to walk away. He just had to trust that Polly wouldn’t snoop.
Of course he had been wrong.
Polly felt terrible for doing so, but she had to ensure (Y/N) was alright. What if he had been dragged into doing something he didn’t want to? Trying to prove himself just because he was different to his brothers? She would never forgive them if that was the reason. He was deaf, he wasn’t insane or uncapable of leading a normal life. Polly made sure she had the boys doing something that would take them a while to move before heading back inside to seek answers.
She didn’t feel the need to sneak around her own house, she was doing this for the good of her nephew. The bag was hanging by its strap, she didn’t bother taking it down, diving straight into its contents. Rummaging around carefully, she couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, deciding to pull out items in case something was hiding in plain sight.
She pulled out the sketch book (Y/N) had been hiding all this time. Slowly opening it, she inwardly gasped at the sight of herself in the front page. It was an extremely detailed portrait, as if he had stuck a picture on the page. She flicked through the papers, seeing that everyone had been drawn in the family, there were even sketches of random people in the streets, like a moving picture; he would have had to memorise so much if he was capturing people on the move.
Although she was relieved to know her nephew wasn’t caught up in a drug war, she was hurt that this was what he was hiding. Why would he cover up his talent? She had been in such a trance with his work, she didn’t notice (Y/N)’s footsteps approaching until he was right beside her.
(Y/N) snatched the book out of her hands, eyes wide in shock that his own aunt would go behind his back.
“Come on, what’s in your hands?” Finn had a soft expression on his face, not wanting to push away his brother just as their older ones had.
(Y/N) was clutching to his work. Finn and Isaiah weren’t known for their love of the arts. They could mock him. This could be the thing that pushed (Y/N) out of the family. But Finn wasn’t giving up, holding out his hand for the sketch book. (Y/N) begrudgingly passed it to Finn, turning away to avoid the look of confusion and mockery that was sure to follow.
He felt a hand on his shoulder turn him around, Finn’s gleaming face appearing. He had the book open on a page of himself, the other side had a drawing of him and Isaiah together.
“This is amazing! I mean, it helped that you had a handsome model.” Finn smirked.
“Tell him that I think it’s great too.” Isaiah nudged Finn.
“Is says you’re great too. Why were you worried?”
'A Shelby who’s deaf and sits around drawing? Not bringing much to the family name, am I?’
“That’s bullshit and you know it.”
Polly huffed.“Finn.”
“But it’s true! I could use all the swear words or none and it would still be right. You’ve got to start showing these, maybe sell them!”
'I don’t know how people would react.’
“They would see a great artist.”
'What about the others? Tommy, Arthur, John?’
“They’re your bothers,” Polly intervened,“they should support you.”
'They’ll hate me even more.’
“Why do you think they hate you?”
'Because they never try to speak to me. Not like you two do, even Isaiah tries!’
“They don’t hate you. And you will show them your work. I have no doubt they’ll be full of praise once they realise how talented you are.”
(Y/N) watched anxiously as Polly displayed his work around the front room, thinking she was going way over the top with this. Part of him was happy that she was so proud of him, and he liked how Isaiah and Finn were looking carefully at each one (though mostly admiring the portraits of themselves). Polly had lined up the photos of his three older brothers together, and another one of them in their war uniforms. He hadn’t drawn that when he was younger, he had suddenly had a memory flood back of them one day and wanted to draw it; the three of them were sat together drinking, it was the day before they left for all those years.
Polly was still fussing over her arrangements when they heard the front door being unlocked. Everyone looked to the door to the front room, noticing how tense (Y/N) had become.
“We a fucking art gallery now, Pol?” Arthur joked as they walked in.
But instead of joining in with the banter, it at least making a comment, the three eldest brothers were silent. Their eyes were immediately on the drawings of their families, wondering who on earth had done them.
“They’re good, aren’t they?” Polly said to them, signing to (Y/N) too before winking at him.
“Who’s been drawing us? It’s a bit creepy innit’? You know, cause we obviously didn’t know.” John ruined the moment.
'What did he say?’ (Y/N) asked Finn.
Finn rolled his eyes.“He’s just being John.”
“Oh, look at that handsome man. Clearly he’s a model.” Arthur cackled.
“So, who drew them?” Tommy asked.
“Would you lot include your brother.” Polly hissed, though did not sign. She began signing again,“(Y/N) did them.”
Tommy, Arthur and John turned to face (Y/N), surprise on their faces. Arthur glanced back at his portrait, a big grin spreading across his face.
“I love it!” he signed, very grandly.“Captured my beauty.”
(Y/N) smiled, releasing the tension in his shoulders as he relaxed.
“Not bad.” John said. He only grasped the basics of signing, Arthur was just that bit more advanced, but not by much.
Tommy stood in front of (Y/N).“Can you paint?”
'Yeah, I just never have time to.’ (Y/N) sheepishly said.
“My house is missing a portrait of me. I want one with a horse, can you do animals?”
(Y/N) nodded.
“Then I want you to be the one to do it. A big one too.”
Polly gasped, amazed for the second time that day. All of (Y/N)’ a worries flew out of the window, cheeks hurting from smiling already.
“I have a free evening tomorrow. Come by the house at four and we’ll start. I want it in time for the gala I’m holding.” Tommy reached into his pocket, pulling out a handful of notes.“And buy the best tools you need, only the best.”
(Y/N) vigorously signed thank you over and over again. When he saw how much money Tommy had given him he almost fainted.
“Right, Finn, Isaiah, I need you for a job. Don’t forget (Y/N), four o'clock tomorrow!”
Authors Note: The whole Grumpy x Sunshine reader is starting to become my favorite for lord Morpheus and decided to make another God of happiness shot! Enjoy this wholesome!
Summary: Morpheus has reached the point of wanting to court the God of happiness after knowing each other for a few years, wanting to create something serious between the two.
Warnings: Fluff, siblings, mentions of endless family, Mentions of death and delirium, Gods of happiness and darkness, bonding, slight kissing, courting, marriage proposal.
Word count: 2.5K
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The God of Darkness is glaring at the Dream Lord, Dream of the Endless, King of Dreams and Nightmares, Lord Morpheus. He’s looking deep into his soul as he hissed out again.
“No.”
Lord Morpheus held his head up high with his hands behind his back. “Void, i’m not asking—I’m simply telling you.”
“And I’m telling you no.” Void fights back as he takes a step forward, challenging the Endless. “You will not be courting my brother and I will not allow it.”
“It’s not your choice too decide his fate.” Morpheus reminds the God as he growls in anger, turning around in spot as he frowns. “You will not be courting my brother, endless or not. He won’t be by your side.” He warns Dream of the Endless, giving him one last look before disappearing into the darkness. Sunny’s older brother had taken notice of Lord Morpheus courtship towards his brother. As much as he cared for his little brother he wasn’t going to allow an Endless to take his innocence away.
Sokka X Male!Reader warnings: none really he/him pronouns used for reader *no i am still not over avatar **set after the series aye ___
When Suki left to go back to Kyoshi Island, Sokka was left to himself.
He wasn’t sure what the future held, where he was going or what he was going to do from this day forward. The easiest thing to do would be to follow his sister and her new avatar-boyfriend, but was that really what he wanted? To follow his baby sister wherever she went? No, not really.
prompt: tom decides to come out to YouTube. you, being the nicest boyfriend ever, decides to help him with the shooting of the video. people see your head in a little part of his coming out video and rumors, as well as drama, ensues.
pairing: youtuber!tom holland x male!reader
requested: no
warning(s): swearing and hate (towards reader when the fans figure out it’s you)
this is another imagine i wrote two years ago and it was for dan howell but now it’s for tom lol. i didn’t really change anything (except for changing dan’s name to tom’s) so if there is any grammatical errors, just blame it on 2019 me lmao (also, if you want a part two just comment or send me an ask!
You helped Tom as he set up his set for his new video. You were so happy that he was coming out to his fans and just everyone else, who didn’t know his personal life, in general on the internet. You had known that he had wanted to come out for awhile but wanted to wait for the right moment. That’s when you suggested he do it during Pride month. He had agreed and here you both were setting up the black background and the big ring light that was always set right beside his camera.