Something a little different, cause I've been feeling like Irene is neglected a lot, but it seems a little too late to add her to the group preferences, so!! Im catching her up on all my PUBLISHED preferences (except for attempted suicide/self-harm scars those preference were definitely a vent and i do not feel like going through my old thought process for ideas) for now :)
~Shyla
______| Becoming A Couple |
You were a home cleaner hired to keep Miss Irenes home. Apparently you cleaned well, because you soon became part of the regular staff. As much as the mistress intrigued your mind..burning blushes into your face as she walked by without a single glance...you knew you had no chance, with her, at all. That was, until one day, the mistress couldn't keep her eyes off of you.
"You're an interesting case..."
"M-ma'am?" You swallow nervously, pausing your sweeping.
"Do I have to repeat myself? Miss [Y/N] Im sure you are aware of my line of work and what I find...punishable."
"I-" You studder, face going red with the mention of her implied words. Did she just flirt? How did she know your name?
"I am aware."
"Good." Her heels clicked, as she quickly approached you from her coach. She leans in closely, examining your features all too well. "All this time...you aren't very good at hiding your feelings, no?"
"Ma'am?"
"If youre going to be mine, you can't go around forgetting my name. Call me Irene. That is, unless we're in some business."
"Yours?"
"Mine."| Nicknames |
Anything and everything under the sun but is also fond of sweetheart, and little dearest.
| Favorite Thing About You |
Your mannerisms. Things people wouldn't notice on the normal scale, people dont care enough to look. But she does. Every little movement, involuntary action, so angelic and yet so clumsy, drives her wild.
| Jealous |
She won't hide it well, at all. If looks could kill, if looks could kill. Her eyes feel like knives when she stares at the person your speaking to, locking eyes with you as if you have a wordless conversation. She is quick to hiss at the person when they get too close from her judgement, and even rubbing in the factor of you being taken with a long kiss right in front of them.
| Seeing You Cry |
She is already holding on before your first tear falls. She is visibly startled, and upset, her thoughts boiling over. Who had done this to you? Who would DARE? She rubbed each and every tear away, kissing you softly each time to soothe your shaking body.
| First "I love you" |
It happened quite quickly in the relationship, due to her strong nature, but in fact, it was you who dropped it first. She had been gone for only a few days, but for you it felt like an eternity. Aching to know what she was doing, while you were here, cleaning and cleaning away. That was, until she cradles you from behind, kisses on the neck.
"Hope I was gone too long for you, little dearest."
| Scary Movie |
It took a little too much convincing and bargaining for later favors...but you finally did it. You got Irene to sit down and watch a scary movie with you. She had been so against it, holding a grudge of some sort. As you laid down in her arms, under a blanket on the couch as the movie began, it became rather clear why.
Irene was scared of them. She screamed with, and not if, even more than you did."We're never watching something like that ever again."
| Kisses |
Needless to say, Irene is not shy at all. She gives many kisses throughout the day, of all kinds. But her favorite are the long and passion filled.
| Sleeping |
You sleep on her chest, and her arm stays wrapped around you and you always doze off first. She is quite the insomniac, but lays with you even when she knows she will be sleepless. Its peaceful, and she often traces the outline of your face at a soothing motion.
| Sick Day |
Treats you sweetly and overly cautious. She refuses to let you stand on your own, even if its just a headache. She gives you many vitamins and soups, leaving you on constant bed rest even days after you get better.
| dRuNk |
Three words: Get. A. Room.
| Clothes |
How how you love to dress up in her dresses, despite the fact that at times they awkwardly fit, or are a little big. She finds you beautiful that way, watching you at a distant and pretending to be oblivious to your little dress up games.
| You Have Matching... |
Lingerie.
Enough said lol.
(Sorry y'all Im a little too uncomfy for a description. i put myself through a bunch of implications already NMXMD)
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Sherlock Imagines
Fanfiction《~ Imagines ~, ○ preferences ○, - drabbles -, >song fics< and {other writings}》 ~~Based on the BBC version of Sherlock~~ (DISCONTINUED. SERIOUSLY THIS SHIT IS OLD AND FROM MIDDLE SCHOOL)