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johnny 'soap' mactavish x reader
just pure fluff i thought of while half asleep, enoy :) - sun
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the fireplace crackles from the corner of your small apartment. although it was gas and not wood-burning, it still warmed the room and allowed for some sense of coziness. you're laying on the couch in your pajamas, curled up under a blanket waiting for johnny to return from the kitchen.
you can hear him rummaging through the cabinets, trying to cure his insatiable hunger. you wouldn't be surprised if he walked out with 4 different things to eat when all you asked for was for a bag of popcorn for the movie. "right, so i got your popcorn. but i brought some cookies, yogurt and string cheese if you want some," he announces proudly, setting everything down on the coffee table in front of you.
you almost laugh at his predictability, knowing him like the back of your hand after two years together. sitting up so he has room, he occupies the space next to you and leans his whole left side on you so that you're touching while he eats. as soon as he finishes, he yawns and lays his head on your shoulder. "johnny the movie barely started, you can't fall asleep yet!" you complain, pushing him back up straight.
"c'mon lass.. y'know i'm just trying to catch up on sleep," he laughs, leaning in to softly kiss along your neck, his fingers tickling your thigh. he had only been back for a few days and was sleeping like a rock through every night. once his head touches the pillow, he's out like a light, softly snoring beside you.
"mm' fine. but next time you have to stay awake the entire movie," you say, shooting him a fake warning look and he nods in response. his blue eyes seem to sparkle when they meet yours, completely enamored by you. he feels comfortable and safe with you around and finally allows himself to relax. moving to a spooning position, his strong arm lazily drapes over your waist, his breathing slowing by your ear eventually lulling you to sleep with him.
Dancing with Devils
Requested By: @midnightskyeneko
Word Count: 3,856
Summary: While everyone is gone, you put on some music to clean the House of Lamentation and the characters catch you dancing/singing. The Demon Brothers + The Dateables (Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon)
You rarely had the opportunity to have the House of Lamentation to yourself. Usually, at least one or more of the brothers were there, desperately trying to gain your attention.
Today, though, everyone had plans. Lucifer had something to take care of at RAD and was the first to leave this morning.
Mammon had a photo shoot and you vaguely recalled him sprinting out of the house this morning, shouting something about oversleeping.
Levi was going to a fan convention today and left the house stocked up with anything and everything he could think of to bring.
Satan had been asked to speak at a highly esteemed book club. He even practiced what he was going to say there on you to make sure it sounded educated.
Asmo had planned a long day at the spa. Massage, facial, mani/pedi. He was planning on doing it all and you were sure you wouldn’t see him until tomorrow.
There was a big Fangol game coming up so Beel wanted to hit the gym and get some extra training in to make sure he was in perfect shape for it.
Unfortunately for Belphie, Beel had begged him to go with him to the gym. He needed a spotter and as much as Belphie wanted to sleep, he couldn’t say no when his twin asked him so desperately.
So it was a quiet day in the House of Lamentation for you. And as much as you wanted to take the day and do whatever you wanted, you had some chores to get done first.
The more you looked around the house though, the more you saw how neglected it was. Dust coating bookshelves, crumbs on the table from meals, the brothers’ clothes strewn about. Barbatos would be livid.
You remembered one time when Barbatos came over and found a rat in the House of Lamentation. He was so furious that day and the threats he made sent a shiver down your spine. He swore if he ever found one again he would burn down the house.
You quickly moved to your room and grabbed the speaker that Levi had gifted you. You turned on some music and decided that you would spend the day cleaning. The house gravely needed it.
At first, the music was mere background noise to keep you motivated to continue the task at hand. But, the more cleaning you got done, the more you had fun with the music.
Eventually, you started singing and dancing to the music. You were shameless in your performance as you cleaned because you knew the house was empty.
Lucifer had come home from RAD with his arms full of paperwork. He had a lot to do and intended to start on it as soon as he got back to the House of Lamentation.
But, the second he stepped inside the house, he was distracted by your figure bounding around the living room while you sang and danced to the music that was playing.
Lucifer was taken aback at first, but soon a smile was breaking out across his lips as he watched you. You looked so happy.
At some point, Lucifer had set down his paperwork in favor of paying you all of his attention. He could catch up later.
You finished dusting off the last bookshelf in the living room just as the song had ended and you let out a gasp as you heard someone clapping behind you.
A deep blush coated your cheeks as you came face to face with Lucifer who was smirking at you.
“That was quite the performance,” Lucifer stated, taking a few steps closer to you. A slow song had started playing on the speaker now, but your music was long forgotten - replaced by your embarrassment.
Lucifer stopped in front of you and held his hand out toward you. You looked up at him in surprise before placing your hand in his.
Lucifer pulled you close to him, his hand resting on your back as you placed your hand on his shoulder.
He smiled down at you as the two of you began waltzing around the room and you let out a small chuckle as he spun you around before bringing you back into his arms.
You laid your head on his chest as the song began to come to a close and Lucifer’s arms only tightened around you.
“My brothers can finish cleaning,” Lucifer stated, not ready to let you go. He wanted to spend the rest of the night with you and you knew how Lucifer was when it came to something he wanted. He was hardly ever defied.
By the time Mammon had gotten back to the House of Lamentation, he was tired and wanted nothing more than to see his human.
It didn’t matter if he had been dragged through the nine circles of Hell, you always found a way to make him feel better and more energized.
But he was not expecting to find you in the way he did when he entered the dorm.
You had no idea he was there, singing and dancing to your heart’s content. And Mammon was biting his lip to keep from laughing.
The music covered up any noises that he did make, allowing him to remain a secret bystander.
You were doing the most ridiculous dance moves and Mammon was loving every second of it.
You turned around to face a new direction when you and Mammon suddenly made eye contact. You immediately froze in your spot, your eyes wide and blushing furiously as Mammon finally let out the laughter he had been containing.
Well - there was no going back from this now. He had already seen your dance moves and he was going to tease you no matter what you did. So, you might as well finish enjoying the moment.
You motioned for Mammon to join you and now he was the one blushing. He refused at first until you gently grabbed his hands, pulling him into the middle of the room.
Mammon avoided your gaze as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. He took another moment to contemplate his decision before breaking out into his own set of dance moves.
They were equally as ridiculous as yours were and it instantly made you forget about your embarrassment as you both broke into loud laughter, continuing to dance with each other.
Lucifer came home during your and Mammon’s concert performance and was torn between laughing at the scene and questioning why that was his brother.
Levi had spent a lot of time at the convention, so he was expecting everyone to be home when he got back.
Imagine his surprise when instead of being met with his brothers, he was met with the sound of music playing loudly somewhere in the House of Lamentation.
Normally, the first thing Levi wanted to do when he got home was go straight to his room. But unfortunately for him, his curiosity was too strong and he found himself wandering towards the noise.
That’s when he found you singing and twirling as you cleaned the house. Levi let out a small gasp as he was torn between covering his eyes and watching you.
He felt like this was something that wasn’t meant for his eyes but he also couldn’t look away.
When you finally noticed his presence, you weren’t sure if you were more embarrassed or if he was as you both began blushing.
You were stuck in a stalemate trying to figure out who would be the first to move when suddenly a song from one of Levi’s favorite animes came on.
You could see the excitement in his eyes when the music came on and you encouraged him to dance with you.
He couldn’t - it would be way too embarrassing. But, then again, there was no one else home and he had already seen you dance. If you decided to say something to one of his brothers, he could turn it around on you.
You had somehow managed to convince him to dance with you and Levi had stolen the show.
Never doubt an otaku’s dancing skills.
Satan came home in a good mood. His speech at the book club had gone very well and the first thing he wanted to do when he came home was to come find you and thank you for your help.
If it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t have been as confident going into that meeting.
He heard music coming from the library and immediately went to the room to find you prancing around as you picked up miscellaneous books and placed them in their rightful place on the shelf.
You held a duster in your hand so you could dust off the shelves as well and you sometimes used it as a microphone, to which Satan couldn’t help but chuckle.
Normally, a library was meant to be a quiet place, but Satan was grateful that today was an exception.
You climbed a small ladder to reach the top of one of the shelves, your hips swaying to the music and Satan couldn’t help but stare at you with admiration.
As the song came to an end, you felt a presence to your left and slowly turned to look.
Seeing Satan standing there made you jump and lose your grip on the ladder. You braced for impact but you were only met with Satan’s arms as he caught you.
He gently set you down on the ground and you avoided his gaze as your cheeks were bright red. Not only had Satan caught you singing and dancing, but you also just fell in front of him. Your embarrassment was at its peak right now.
Noticing your discomfort, Satan gently grabbed your hand before spinning you around. You bit back a smile as you came back around to face Satan who was watching you with excited eyes.
The two of you fell into an easy dance and you soon forgot about your embarrassment from being caught dancing.
After the dance, Satan led you to the couch in the library and pulled you into his lap, pulling out a book.
As much as he loved watching you move around, now he just wants to hold you in his arms.
He hoped you couldn’t hear how loud his heart was beating while you were sitting on his lap.
Asmodeus had come home feeling very relaxed after his trip to the spa. He only wished that you had been there with him.
When he got home and saw you dancing and singing, Asmo immediately started smiling.
He would be the quickest out of everyone to join you in your performance.
He came up behind you and gently wrapped his arms around you, making you tense up slightly until you realized who it was.
“Oh - I didn’t realize you were home,” you admitted a bit sheepishly, slightly embarrassed as Asmo pulled out of the hug.
Asmo smiled as he took your hand and began dancing with you around the room. He tried to show you some dance moves from the Devildom while you showed him some from the human world.
You were both enjoying the closeness of the encounter and Asmo never made you feel embarrassed for dancing in front of him.
He also noticed how spotless the House of Lamentation looked and as the two of you began to wind down, he immediately suggested giving you your own personal spa day for all your hard work.
He spent the rest of the night pampering you and making sure to pay extra attention to your hands and feet since you had been cleaning for so long.
Asmo can’t help the smile that rests on his face as he thinks about the two of you dancing together in perfect rhythm. Like the two of you were made for each other!
Next time though, he’ll suggest the two of you try a dance you didn’t get to do - the horizontal tango.
Beel had just finished his long training session and he was starving.
There was only one thing on his mind when he got home - food.
He immediately went to the kitchen to most likely eat everything inside of it. But he stopped when he saw you there.
He watched as you moved around as if you didn’t have a care in the world, and he couldn’t help but enjoy seeing this side of you.
The thought of food had temporarily escaped Beel’s mind as he felt entranced by you.
But even though his mind wasn’t focused on his current problem, his body didn’t forget the pain it was in.
A loud growl suddenly erupted from his stomach and you let out a small, startled shout as you turned to face the source of the noise.
You had a hand on your heart as you and Beel made eye contact and he looked down at the floor abashedly knowing he had been caught staring.
“You don’t have to stop,” Beel told you, silently hoping that you would continue. He was enjoying watching you dance around like you were having the time of your life.
You gave Beel a small smile, knowing that he would never judge you or make fun of you.
You pulled a snack out of the fridge and handed it to Beel before continuing what you were doing.
Beel happily ate his food as he enjoyed the performance, occasionally offering you his hand to twirl you around before returning to his snack.
Once he was done eating, he offered to help you clean the kitchen and you noticed him moving the slightest bit to the music as he did so.
As soon as the kitchen was clean, Beel wanted to spend more time with you doing other things.
Belphie had gone to the gym with Beel out of twin obligation. But, it didn’t take long for Belphie to get tired and want to go home.
He really did his best to try and help Beel with his workout. But - surely at this point his brother wouldn’t notice if he slipped out of the gym and went home right?
Belphie decided it would be worth the risk and managed to complete his plan. He immediately went home, hoping you would be there so that he could take you to the attic for a nap.
To his surprise, you were already in the attic when he got home, but you were far from ready for a nap. You were bustling with energy as you moved around the room singing and dancing.
You didn’t notice that Belphie had entered the room and you didn’t notice that he had made his way to the bed in the attic, his eyes glued to you the entire time.
Belphie didn’t want to ruin the show, so he simply laid down, thinking this would be a good view to fall asleep to. It would definitely give him good dreams.
Except he couldn’t bring himself to actually fall asleep. He was too enticed by you to close his eyes. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of your dancing and singing.
You let out a small shout when you turned around and saw Belphie lying on the bed, lazily smiling at you.
You immediately paused the music as your cheeks began to turn red.
“Belphie…I didn’t know you were back,” you told him, shuffling awkwardly next to the bed.
“You’re a good dancer,” Belphie replied with a small smirk, only adding to your embarrassment.
He pulled you into the bed with him and immediately laid on top of you before asking, “Do you have any other moves you want to show me?”
You had decided Belphie was determined to try and kill you…again.
Diavolo had come to the House of Lamentation in search of Lucifer. He had knocked politely on the front door, but when no one came to answer it, he got a bit worried.
He heard music playing from inside the house and decided to enter. Lucifer wouldn’t mind if he entered the house if no one had greeted him.
And, if something had happened then it was his responsibility as the future demon king to try and help.
His worries were immediately dispelled though when he saw you dancing around the house as you joyfully cleaned.
A large smile spread across Diavolo’s lips as he watched you, completely entertained by you.
He wondered how a human managed to gain such a strong hold over his heart.
When you noticed Diavolo standing there, you were immediately blushing. You had just embarrassed yourself in front of royalty.
“Diavolo - sorry, I didn’t see you there,” you stated, turning the music down just a bit.
“Apologies - I didn’t mean to intrude. No one answered the door and I was worried,” Diavolo replied.
“Oh, I must not have heard it. Everyone else is gone right now,” you responded and an idea lit up Diavolo’s eyes.
He graciously took your hand in his and pulled you to him. “If no one else is here, then we’ll just have to have some fun of our own,” he told you with a charming smile before moving around the room with you.
Once the initial shock had passed, you found it easy to dance with Diavolo and the moment had turned into an intimate one as you locked eyes with each other.
But then Lucifer came home and interrupted, confused as to what was happening. Did he have a meeting with Lord Diavolo that he somehow missed?
Diavolo was disappointed that the moment was ruined, but he was determined to dance with you again.
Don’t ask questions when he throws an impromptu ball a few days later.
Barbatos had been sent to the House of Lamentation on Diavolo’s orders.
To be honest, since that incident with the rat, Barbatos dreaded coming to the house. But he would never refuse his Lord’s request.
He could tell something was different immediately upon entry to the house. He couldn’t see any dirt or anything that had been misplaced. And it smelled strangely good. Not like food but something else.
Barbatos followed the sound of the music that he heard and all of his questions had been answered when he saw you doing a mix of cleaning and dancing.
Part of him was a bit angry that you were doing all of the cleaning yourself. Couldn’t the brothers at least be bothered to help? Most of it was their mess after all.
You let out a small gasp as Barbatos made his presence known. His intention wasn’t to embarrass you but rather to help you clean. He is the best at it and he couldn’t stand the idea of you doing everything on your own.
You were grateful for the help and the fact that he hadn’t mentioned the dancing.
Even though he didn’t bring it up, Barbatos was replaying your moves in his head. He couldn’t help but cherish the memory as he was the only one there to witness it.
He does attempt to get you to dance and sing some more while he’s there. So he takes the first step by gently moving to the music while he cleans.
You didn’t understand how he could look so perfect doing both tasks at once.
When the two of you made eye contact, you understood the want behind Barbatos’ eyes and soon you joined in with him.
This would be your guys’ little secret.
Simeon was graceful in everything he did. Maybe it was a perk of being an angel - or maybe it was because Simeon was just that perfect.
Either way, one of those things he was graceful at was dancing. Though he didn’t do it too often. Mostly because he rarely had the opportunity to do so.
Simeon had come by the House of Lamentation to ask you a question, and he was so glad that he chose this exact moment to come by.
He watched you with pure love and admiration as you danced around the house. He wondered if you knew how graceful you looked.
Simeon wasn’t afraid to join you and gently grabbed your hand, catching your attention.
You didn’t have time to feel embarrassed as Simeon carefully took you into his arms and started dancing around the room with you.
He noted the way you moved with him and hoped that he would never have to find a different dance partner.
You had a small blush on your cheeks but allowed Simeon to lead you in the dance.
Your chores were long forgotten about as Simeon looked into your eyes, pink dusting his cheeks as well at your closeness.
If he could have you in his arms forever, he would never want anything else.
Simeon had a small frown on his lips as you both heard the front door open signifying at least one of the brothers had come home.
He let out a small gasp as you took his hand and led him to your room. You needed to spend at least a little more time with the angel before you said your goodbyes for the night.
Solomon was a very good dancer.
He had been alive long enough to know almost every kind of dance that had been created - save for the new dances that you showed him on TikTok.
Solomon is one who actually enjoys dancing so when he came to the House of Lamentation and saw you dancing about, he was very pleased.
He wanted to join in, but he also wanted to stand back and watch. It was a mix of wanting to simply admire you and wanting to dance with you.
He didn’t have much of a choice though, because you almost immediately noticed Solomon’s presence and you stopped dancing as soon as you did.
Solomon found the flustered look on your face completely adorable and he instantly moved to your side.
“Was that one of your ‘TikTok’ dances?” Solomon asked and you nodded slightly, your blush deepening.
“Let me show you one of my dances,” Solomon offered with a smile as he suddenly pulled you into a dance.
You let out a small gasp as you flew into his arms and he seamlessly guided you around the room. You had no idea what dance you were doing, but somehow you were doing it.
You saw the grin that Solomon was wearing while he danced with you and you couldn’t help but smile back at him.
When you finished dancing, Solomon asked if he could take you out. And as much as you wanted to go, you had to finish cleaning before the brothers got back.
Solomon doesn’t find that to be a problem though because with a snap of his fingers, everything was magically clean. Now you could go!
As you left with Solomon you made a mental note to ask him to do that trick again for you next time, instead of you spending your entire day cleaning.
my home is where your heart is
inumaki toge x reader
♡—your things keep winding up in toge's place, and his things in yours. what are you going to do about it?
word count♡— 1k
genre♡— fluff. pure fluff
content notes♡— blushy toge, established relationship, moving in together, dancing in the kitchen in the refrigerator light vibes, megumi gives advice
also on♡— ao3
author's note♡— this is an overdue request! anon, if you see this I'm sorry this took me a while! I kept it short, but did not hold back on the fluff. please enjoy!
“Toge,” You call for your boyfriend, who is currently sprawled over your couch. “Have you seen my charger?”
Toge looks up from his phone, pausing for a moment to think. After briefly looking confused, he lights up and lifts his hands to sign, ‘I think you left it at my place.’
“Ah,” Not again. Must this always happen? “Remind me to get it back next time we’re there.”
He nods and gets up, gesturing for you to hand over your phone. Toge moves to charge it with his own charger.
“Thanks.” You kiss his cheek, relishing the way he blushes. Flustered, it takes him more than one try to plug the charger into the wall socket. You can’t help but shake your head at him. He’s just too cute sometimes.
About the case of things going missing, however, it happens to Toge too.
You were cleaning up your apartment when it suddenly started raining. Thoughts of Toge in the rain immediately caused you to worry, but you managed to calm down somewhat. He should be fine since he has an umbrella.
Only, he doesn’t. You stare at the compact, foldable umbrella in horror. It’s positioned beside yours at your apartment’s entryway.
Toge, completely drenched, arrives at your place an hour or so after that. Luckily, you anticipated as much, and already had a change of clothes, towels, and warm food ready for him.
He gives you a kiss on the cheek this time, walking backwards into the bathroom, forming a heart with his hands and a goofy smile glowing on his face.
The more time you and Toge spent in each other’s places, the more your things seemed to shuffle about. Your book on his desk. His jacket in your closet. An accessory of yours on his bedside table. That snack he bought is somewhere in your cupboard. It was getting confusing, how your lives were getting tangled up in two separate places.
“The solution is obvious, isn’t it?” Megumi asks one night when you bumped into him at a convenience store. “Move in with him.”
“Oh.” Speechless, you can only blink at him in response. “We’ve never really talked about that.”
Megumi shrugs, “Sounds like that talk’s overdue, if you ask me.”
And maybe it is, because you’re seriously considering it when you can’t find a single pen in your apartment. Why do ballpens vanish when you need them, and why are there so many of them when you don’t?
But of course, you find your favorite ballpen in a mug Toge had turned into a pen holder, sitting with his other pens and markers.
You must have been staring at the pen—at his desk—for quite some time. It makes Toge look at you with concern in his eyes.
“Takana?” He asks, checking on you while resting a hand on your arm.
Snapping out of it, you try to gather your courage to bring up living together. There’s no reason for him to say no, right? And you’d be fine whichever place he chooses. Or maybe, you could meet in the middle and look for somewhere new?
The thought of apartment hunting with Toge strangely sends butterflies in your stomach. But before you get ahead of yourself, you have to properly ask him about it first.
“What do you think about living together?” You blurt out, and your heartbeat feels rapid and unsteady. Suddenly, it feels like you’re confessing to him all over again.
Toge breathes out a laugh, pulling you into his arms. Nestling his head into the crook of your neck, he accepts. “Shake.”
“Really?” Stunned that it was that easy, it takes you a second before you return his embrace. “Where should we go?”
He pulls back to kiss the tip of your nose cutely. Smiling, he motions to sign, ‘Wherever you want! I’ll follow you anywhere.’
It takes several weeks of planning and headaches, but you and Toge manage to find a new home. It’s close by, still in the same neighborhood that you’re used to. You didn’t want to move too far from this community and your loved ones.
Other than that, your main goal was to find a place with more space than either of your previous residences. You wanted to organize storage properly. Contrary to your expectations and true to his word, Toge wasn’t picky at all. He was just happy to always be close to you.
As you were unpacking food and supplies in the kitchen, you looked over at your boyfriend. He was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, configuring the wifi.
“Toge, should we have food delivered? Or would you like to cook in the new kitchen?”
Mouthing, he responds, ‘Cook.’
You gasp, delighted he chose so. “Okay! Let me know if I can help you.”
He quickly fiddles with the wifi router before waving at you to come over. You laugh, “I meant I’d help with the cooking, but sure.”
Toge gets up, taking one of your hands in his. He presses something on his phone before reaching for the other.
The expression on his face is playful and sweet as he places your hands behind his neck; your fingertips brush against the ends of his hair. Music starts playing the moment he holds onto your waist.
It’s strange, nothing has changed about the room. You’re still surrounded by countless unpacked boxes from the move, and yet the apartment has never felt so vibrant.
Is it the music? The song he played fills the space and bounces back from every corner, breathing life into your new home.
It could also be the way he dances with you, making you feel like there’s nowhere else you’d rather be. No other’s company you’d rather have.
Or, it must be all of that and how he looks at you while he mouths, ‘I love you.’ Because you love him too.
A few days later, while out on a date, Toge asks if you’ve seen his charger.
You hum in thought. “Did you leave it at home?”
Amused, he looks at you funny before pointing to your heart. ‘Is it in there, then?’
“I don’t understand.” You admit, waiting for him to elaborate.
‘My home is where your heart is.’
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Meeting
All dogs go to heaven
Inspired by Gem assuring Pearl that there will be more dogs in the next life (series)
So I want to think Tilly and Millie meet at the end of the series they were part of because it's just cute
Tilly is suspicious until she smells Pearl on Millie, and knows she's a friend :D