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aceavatar · 4 years ago

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Star Crossed

Oikawa x Reader

♡ A COLOSSEUM VALENTINES DAY COLLAB ♡

warnings: Swearing, fluff, angst, meanie kageyama :(

word count: 4,006

“Good morning, y/n,” Suga said, ruffling my hair.

I blink up at him, a soft smile on my face. “Good morning. How’re you?” I ask, handing him a coffee. It’s become routine to bring him one when I go to morning practices.

“I’m doing well, thanks. And yourself?” He gladly takes the cup, warming his hands and taking a sip.

“I’m fine,” I blink tiredly.

“That’s good. Is your brother here yet?” He asks.

I hum, shaking my head. “No, he’s racing Hinata or something. Not quite sure. I gave up trying to keep up with those two a long time ago.”

He laughs at my remark, shaking his head. “Understandable.” He looks down at me. “So, are you going to play today, or do schoolwork?” Suga asks.

“School,” I roll my eyes, “I’ve got a quiz today.” He nods, wishing me good luck, and I head to my usual spot on the bleachers, putting in my airpods along the way. Once settled, I pull out my math homework and start factoring.

After a bit, I hear distant yelling so I glance up, seeing the gym is fuller than it was a while ago. My brother and Hinata were being idiots, and so were Tanaka and Noya, while Suga busied himself with something in the closet. So much chaos.

My eyes lock with Noya’s, and suddenly all of his attention is on me. “Kags!” He shouts, running towards me.

He said that “Kageyama” made him think of my brother, but “Kags” for me was more fitting. Because “It’s shorter, like you.” And, “It’s cute! Like you!” (Noya’s words, not mine).

“Noya, good morning.” I say, smiling and waving at him.

“Mornin! Watchya doing!!” He asks, plunking himself next to me.

“Just doing homework and listening to music.” I smile at him. He’s always been a friend of mine. I’m not sure why, but we just seemed to click. Not romantically or anything, but just, our friendship didn’t make sense but it was right.

“Oooh gimme.” He holds out a hand, and I take out my left AirPod and place it in his. We usually pair ours to my phone or his and listen together, but since he was just playing, he didn’t have his.

“I’ll turn it up.” I say, clicking the button on the side a few times.

Noya and I nod along to Crazy in Love by Beyoncé. “Nice choice.” He says, whacking my shoulder.

I laugh, thanking him.

Then, it happens.

The music gets quiet, and there’s a melodic chime.

The music returns to the previous volume. I stare ahead, avoiding Noya’s now prying gaze that’s boring into me.

“Uhmmm. Miss lady. Is there something you wanna tell me?” He asks, sass laced in his voice.

I meet his eyes, and he’s smirking. I blush deeply, raking my fingers through my hair. “Shit. Fucking Siri announcing my damn messages, shit.” I mumble, face hot.

“Looks like Noya’s picking up your sister.” Tanaka says loudly, and I look up to see him and Tobio looking at us.

“Shut it jerks!” Noya shouts. “I just found her secret Spotify playlist! It’s like all death metal, it’s really weird. I-“

“Noya!” I squeak, tackling him, making the other boys laugh and/or shake their heads. Tobio just rolled his eyes.

“Thanks.” I say quietly, still wrestling with Noya.

“No problem, Kags.” He smirks, shaking his head. “But you owe me.”

“What do you want?” I raise my eyebrows.

“You to tell me everything. What’re best friends for?” He says with a grin, finally pulling himself away.

“Okay, okay. Your advice will probably be helpful at times. I haven’t told anyone, like, anyone.”

“My lips are sealed.” He mimics zipping his lips and locking it, throwing away the key, making me laugh.

“Thanks. Now go practice, idiot!” I shove him towards the court and he speeds back.

“So, are ya gonna tell me?” Noya asks.

“Oooh tell him what?!” Tanaka exclaims, making me roll my eyes.

“It was supposed to be a secret, Noya.” I squint at him. “But I guessss I can tell you.” I look at Tanaka, a playful grin on my face. “Will you explain?” I ask Noya and he nods excitedly, I knew he’d wanna break the news.

After Tanaka heard, he slammed his hands on the table excitedly. “NO WAY! LITTLE SIS HAS HERSELF A LOVER.” He says excitedly.

I blush and look away.

“Yeah and I wanna know WHO!” Noya says, “I know it starts with a T, so I thought maybe you Tanaka, but you didn’t have your phone and plus I’m sure you would’ve told me.”

“Oh sure thing dude.” Tanaka nods. “Maybe it’s Tsukkishima?” He suggests.

“Hmmm, maybe, but the nickname was T, and she calls him Tsukki. Hmm, Kuroo? His first name starts with a T.”

“How do you know he plays volleyball?” I say with a smirk, teasing.

“OH.” Tanaka says, laughing at himself.

“He does though.” I mess with him, making him shove my shoulder.

“YAMS?” Noya asks, eyes wide.

I shake my head. My phone buzzes, and I look down at it.

T❤️: hey babyyyy. i miss you

me: i miss you too!💓

T❤️: can u come over tonight🥺 i don’t have practice

me: hmmmm yeah sure :)

me: noya and tanaka found out that we’re a thing. they don’t know it’s you but i bet they’ll cover for me lmao

T❤️: bless

T❤️: well i gotta go baby i’ll text you later

me: okay bye!!💓

T❤️:😘

“Is it Takeda? If it is, we won’t judge.” Tanaka says quietly, making me laugh loudly. “No no no!” I shake my head.

“Tendou!?” Tanaka exclaims.

“Takeru?”

“Goshiki?”

I shake my head at all of their attempts.

It dawns on Noya, and he leans across the table, Tanaka copies him, and whispers, “Is it Oikawa?”

I bite my lip with a small smile.

“NO. WAY.” Tanaka gasps, jaw dropped. “That’s like, illegal!! You know who your brother is, right?!? Dude. That’s ballsy.”

I laugh at Tanaka’s ramblings.

“Wow okay, get it I guess.” Noya says, grinning. “What’s he like?”

“He’s sweet. Nothing like his on the court persona.” I say honestly. “And I really really really like him.”

“You haven’t told Kageyama, I assume?” Tanaka asks, and I shake my head.

“I just don’t know how, honestly. I’ve been dating Tooru for a little over a year now. Things are great, but just, he and my brother don’t get along. Tooru wants to try, though. But every time I even mention his name, Tobio shuts me down.”

Noya nods, eyebrows furrowed in thought. “Hey, we’re always here to help, you know.”

“Yeah, feel free to say you’re staying at my house with me and my sister or something, Kageyama knows we wouldn’t ever do anything weird. Gross.” Tanaka pretends to gag, and I laugh.

“Thank you guys.” I reach out, grabbing their hands and squeezing them.

“No prob, Kags.”

——

Later that night, I found myself in the arms of the man that was causing such a stir in my friends’ minds.

His soft lips against mine, doing exactly what made me feel warm inside. He runs his hands up and down my back, settling on my hips. My arms rest on his shoulders, and eventually move up to run through his hair, messing it up.

I sigh, pulling away to look at his face. His brown eyes gaze up into mine, and I smile gently, resting my forehead against his.

“I’m so lucky that you’re my girl.” Tooru says, eyes closing. I hum and kiss his nose, cuddling into his chest, closing my eyes as well.

“Babe. Wake up.” A soft voice says, rubbing my arm. I open my eyes to meet soft brown ones filled with love.

“Hi, darling.” I say, stretching and yawning.

“Sleep well?” He asks, pulling me closer to him.

“I did. You?”

He hums and nods, closing his eyes. “It’s early still, but I wanted to be with you before you leave.” He pouts, pressing a kiss on my temple.

“Thanks for waking me up.” I smile, putting my hand on his cheek. He turns his head, kissing my palm before going back to look at my face.

We talk about random things for about 30 minutes, like how shocked Noya was when he heard the message, and how Iwa hit him in the back of the head with a ball again.

Sadly, time passes, so that means I have to go to school.

“Bye, baby.” He says, telling me farewell at the train.

“Bye. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He smiles, kissing me quickly before I get on and head to Karasuno.

“Hey, kid.” Daichi says as I walk into the gym carrying my bag.

“Hi!” I say with a grin, hugging him.

“Thanks for coming in today.” He says, hugging me back.

“No problem. I’ve got some time to kill anyway.” Today, a bunch of people are coming to Karasuno to practice together, it’s really informal but fun and useful. I wave bye to Daichi and walk over to my friend Yui. She’s the captain of the girls team. I wasn’t able to play this year, but next year I’m going to join after basketball season.

“Y/n! Hello! Thanks for coming!” She gushes, hugging me.

“Of course! I wouldn’t miss it.” I smile at her as we start to leave the gym to change.

“Y/n! Good morning!” My brother shouts at me, and I turn around and yell good morning right back with a wave.

With that out of the way, I walk out of the gym with my friend.

In the empty club room, we change into shorts and a tshirt and head back, mindlessly chatting along the way.

“Y/n! Hello!” A familiar voice stops me outside.

“Iwa!” I grin, “Hi! Welcome to my school.” I jokingly bow, making him laugh. “You can go on Yui, I’ll be right there!”

She nods and heads into the gym, probably to see Daichi.

“Yyyyy/nnnnn,” the smooth voice of my boyfriend rings out, making me laugh.

“Hi!” I smile sweetly at him. “I’d kiss you but there are, ya know, people,” I say quietly.

He nods his head in understanding. He wasn’t going to ask for one anyway, he didn’t feel like dealing with the secret today.

“Are you going to play too, Y/n? You’re wearing athletic clothes.” Iwa notes.

“Yeah, a bit.” I say, and the three of us walk into the gym.

“That’s great.” Iwa says, patting my head.

“She’s the most pretty setter.” Oikawa says quietly, making Iwa and I both chuckle and roll our eyes.

“The great king!” Hinata exclaims, making a few heads turn in our direction.

I can sense my brother’s icy stare, and my boyfriend sends him a smirk.

Oh no, this is gonna be trouble.

I sigh, pushing my hair back. I walk towards Suga, but turn around and mouth the words “be good” to Tooru, then I do the same to Tobio.

Oh god oh no oh god oh no, repeats in my brain as I walk wide eyed to the grey haired boy for some kind of comfort. He looks somewhat out of place due to third wheeling Daichi and Yui, so when his eyes meet mine, they flood with relief.

“Y/n,” he says as I approach him, “today’s gonna be a long one.”

“You’re telling me.” I sigh, putting my hands on my head. I glance back to check on the two boys in my life, and thankfully they’re on opposite sides of the gym.

“Something the matter?” He asks, concerned.

“Just worried about my brother and Tooru.” I pause. “Oikawa.” I correct myself, and Suga eyes me.

“If he’s the mystery man I overheard Noya and Tanaka talking about, I feel sorry for your situation.” He says honestly, making my face heat up.

“Yeah.” I admit. Maybe Suga could help me if something goes awry...

After a moment of silence, he smirks at me, giving me a knowing look. “Does he really hit it till it breaks?” He teases.

“Oh god Suga!” I exclaim, shoving his shoulder, my cheeks turning red.

He laughs at my flustered state.

“He does, but so do I.” I whisper to him, making his jaw drop. It’s his turn to be speechless. I giggle, covering my mouth. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” I say, shaking my head. “Unless...”

He whacks my shoulder, “You’re too young for lewd jokes like that, young lady!” He teases, giving me a soft whack in between the words.

“You started it!” I laugh, holding one hand up in surrender, the other on my stomach from laughter.

——

At lunch time, I opt to sit with Noya and Tanaka.

“The tension between the two is so,” Noya says, waving his hand in the air.

“Thick.” Tanaka finishes for him, and we all nod. “I don’t like it.”

“Me either. And Tooru has been good, it’s Tobio who’s trying to rile things up.” I frown, pushing my food around with my fork.

“Yeah, he needs to calm down.” Tanaka agrees.

“You know what? I’ll go sit with him.” I say, pushing myself up.

“Go get em!” Noya cheers, making me laugh.

I walk over and sit down next to him, brushing his shoulder. “Y/n, hey.” He says.

“Y/n!!!” Hinata beams from across the table. “How’re you!”

“I’m fine, how about you?” I smile at him. He tells me he’s good and rambles for a bit about volleyball.

“It’s fun.” Tobio admits. “I want to go up against Oikawa, though. Haven’t had the chance yet.” He grumbles, shoveling food. into his mouth. I roll my eyes. “Oi, what was that for?” He demands, nudging me.

“Nothing, nothing.” I wave him off.

Hinata squints at us, wondering if we’ll start fighting. It happens occasionally, and in front of Hinata a good amount because Tobio “feels like he can be himself” around the orange haired boy (his words, not mine).

“Don’t fight, let’s just focus on learning from others today!” Hinata begs.

I nod, smiling at him.

“Now, I’m gonna go.” I say, standing up. I whack Tobio on the head, mumbling “behave” before walking away, waving bye to Hinata.

———

I found myself sitting in between Oikawa and Suga, kicking my legs while I drink my chocolate milk. The two boys chat with each other, making me smile. I look at my boyfriend and he ruffles my hair before continuing his conversation with Suga. Next, I look up at Suga, who’s nodding along to my boyfriend’s words. He looks down at me, fixing my hair before meeting Tooru’s eyes again.

I feel so content, two important guys in my life are getting along.

“Hey, Y/n, I- what? OH!” Tanaka says, bounding up to the three of us, Noya hot on his tail.

“It’s nice to meet you, loverboy.” Noya says, stepping from foot to foot in excitement.

Instead of lashing out, Tooru blushes a bit and looks down, acting out of character. This makes Noya grin even wider. “You’d better treat our Y/n right, and I know you do, but I need to say it, and-“ the small boy rambles, making me laugh. Suga shakes his head, whacking Noya to get him to shut up.

“We’re baaaack!” Hinata shouts, “Let’s play!”

“Y/n?” A voice I didn’t want to hear says.

I look up to meet the hard blue eyes of my brother.

“Hey, Tobio.” I offer a smile. “Why are you with him?” He folds his arms, making me roll my eyes.

“It seems like you’re ignoring the fact that I’m also with Suga, Noya, and Tanaka.”

“Still.”

“Okay, you know what, fine,” I say, taking a deep breath. Holy shit, I’m doing this. I’m doing this now of all times. Okay okay okay, get the words out, “He’s my boyfriend.”

Tobio’s facial expression changes into confusion. If his face could be a punctuation mark, it would embody “?” perfectly.

“Okay, don’t get mad-“ Tooru starts.

“No, okay, I, just,” Tobio stutters, blinking hard.

“Listen.” I tell him, putting my hand on his arm, “I love him, okay? And he’s treated me so well, and I just-“

“Give me a minute.” Tobio says, shaking his head and storming out of the gym.

“Babe,” Tooru says, gently taking my hand in his.

“Take a breath, he’ll come around.” He whispers.

“But what if he doesn’t?” I ask, trying not to tear up.

“If he doesn’t, then oh well.” Tooru rubs my back. “He’s not part of our relationship. It might even take years of him seeing how much I love and care about you, it’s not going to fade. He’ll have to see someday.”

“And,” Suga adds, “we all approve, if that helps things.”

“I can’t believe you’re dating the great king!” Hinata gushes, hugging me. “I’ll go talk to Kageyama.”

“Thanks, Hinata.” I smile, hugging him back before he runs off.

“At least he didn’t punch me.” Tooru mumbles, making me and the boys around me laugh.

———

At the end of the day, all of the guys are tired and sweaty, walking slower than they did in the morning. I walked between Iwa and Tanaka (admittedly, two guys I never thought I’d walk in between) while listening to chatter amongst the volleyball boys.

“Hey, do you think I can hang out at your house now that your brother knows?” A smooth voice asks me.

I smile, nodding. “Yeah, I think so.”

“That’s great.” He grins, lacing his fingers with mine. “Plus, I need to prove to him that I’m not actually terrible.”

“Yeah, he’s really hard headed.” I shake my head.

After a bit, we all get to the train and it’s time to say our goodbyes and go our separate ways.

“It was nice talking to you, loverboy.” Noya says, socking Tooru in the shoulder.

“Yeah, you too I guess.” He rubs the spot that got punched, jokingly wincing.

We break off from the group a bit, and I hug him. “Thanks for acting right.” I say, somewhat jokingly.

“Hey, I’m not a dick when things are important to me.” He shoots back, squeezing me closer to him.

I stand on my tiptoes and he leans down, meeting me halfway. His warm lips are against mine again, and I smile, closing my eyes.

“Hey, uh,” My brother’s voice interrupts our moment. We pull back and look at him. “This is so weird. I hope you understand how in shock I am. Y/n, we’re going to have a talk on the way home. I don’t know if I can accept this.” He scratches his neck in discomfort.

Tooru stiffens, jaw clenched.

“Tobio, I-“

“No, Y/n. Just, no.” He shakes his head, glaring at the ground.

“At least let me tell you how good he is to me. Let him show you, please Tobio.” I beg.

“I, I can’t, I just,”

“You’re too fucking stubborn.” I snap. “This is why I didn’t tell you. I knew you’d be a total dick and ruin things.”

“I don’t mind ruining things if it has to do with him.” He folds his arms.

I look back at my boyfriend, who’s obviously trying to hold himself back.

“What the hell, man?” Tooru finally says something. “I’ve literally treated Y/n well for more than a year now, and I could never hurt her. I love her, so much, and I don’t hate her for being your sister, I don’t hold idiotic grudges,”

“You do against me.”

“It’s an act, stupid. You play into it all just as much as I did.”

“Don’t start that, Oikawa.”

“Hey, Tobio, Tooru,” I butt in, “Please stop.”

“I’ll stop arguing when you dump his ass, Y/n.” Tobio says.

I shoot him a glare, then look to Oikawa, whose eyes swimming with emotion.

“I am not breaking up with Tooru. I love him, Tobio. A lot. Just, accept it, would you?”

“No. I can’t. See him for all I care, but you won’t have me.” He storms off, leaving the two of us standing there in silence.

———

Two months later, I’m sitting in my last period class. I head out of school as the bell rings, arms folded and eyes down. I don’t like admitting that my brother’s words affected me, and I especially don’t like that he made me choose between the two.

I chose the one who wasn’t a dick. The one who loves me, the one who would do anything to make me smile. The one who looks at me like I put the stars in the sky, the one who holds me at night and gives me his jacket when I’m cold. The one who sneaks my favorite candy in my backpack before I leave his house, the one who lets me pick which anime we watch. The one who kisses each of my fingers, the one who makes my heart stop, the one who supports me no matter what.

Yet my heart aches for my brother, the one that would put bandaids on my scraped knees, the one that would laugh at me when I fell, right before he’d give me a hand up. The one who helped me get ready for basketball tryouts, the one who always forgot his bag at home. The one who refuses to look me in the eye, the one who’s giving me the silent treatment, the one who makes my home life miserable every day. Why do I miss him when he’s so mean?

I kick rocks along the sidewalk, walking past the volleyball gym. I hear familiar squeaks of shoes and slamming of volleyballs on the wood floors. I peek in, praying that my brother isn’t there.

“Y/n!” Suga says, noticing my presence. I squeak and jump back, stumbling a bit. “Sorry to scare you!” He says, jogging up to me, reaching out a hand to help me up.

“It’s okay.”

“How have you been? It’s been ages!” He throws an arm over my shoulders.

I shrug.

“Not good, huh?” He frowns.

I shake my head.

“I’m sorry. You’re always welcome at my place. I know it’s closer than Oikawa’s.”

“Thank you.” I smile gently, hugging him. “I’d better go before Tobio shows up here.” I laugh lightly, pushing my hair back.

“Hmm, all right then. Don’t forget to text me though, all right?”

“I won’t. Bye, Suga.” I wave and walk away, heading to the train.

He waves bye back, heading back into the gym.

I glance back, remembering when I’d run Tobio his bag that he left on the counter.

I shake the memories out of my head.

Once on the train, I put in my earbuds, nodding my head along to the first song that came on shuffle. I look out the window, thinking.

Once I’m at the house of my boyfriend and his family, I truly feel at home. I feel warm, I feel loved, I feel cared for. In fact, I am warm, loved, and cared for here. His parents let me stay over, and I cook dinner for everyone multiple times a week.

It’s 8:00 pm now, and I’m spinning in Tooru’s desk chair while he folds his clothes.

“Hey, c’mere.” He says, sitting down on his queen sized bed, patting the empty space next to him.

I nod and stand up, then plop myself down.

“I love you.” He takes my face in his hands, moving closer. “So much.” He kisses my lips firmly. “Don’t you ever forget, missy.”

I laugh, scooting closer to him and nuzzling my face in his chest, sighing in contempt.

“I love you too, Tooru.”

‘Star crossed lovers, doomed from the start, huh?’ I think to myself, a small smile on my face, ‘What do ya know? I made it work.’

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dragons-bones · 4 years ago

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FFXIV: A Charm of Carbuncles

Wolmeric Week Bonus: Ducklings

A/N: if you know me and you saw that bonus prompt and you didn’t think this would be the result, then i am very disappointed in you

Day 1 || Day 2 || Day 3 || Day 4 || Day 5 || Day 6 || Day 7 || Bonus!

RATING: G WORD COUNT: 1785 WARNINGS: Guess. Cross-posted on AO3

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Snow fell gently from the heavens as Aymeric arrived in Saint Valeroyant’s Forum via the aethernet. The street sweepers were out in force removing snow and breaking up patches of ice; the blizzard last night had been short but fierce, but the skywatchers were predicting clear skies this afternoon, and as he walked across the Forum, he overheard some of his fellow Ishgardians discussing the possibility of getting hot drinks to watch the star shower the Athenaeum had been touting was to begin tonight. Not so long ago, the talk would have been about extra patrols on the walls in anticipation of a possible Dravanian attack, and he could not help but smile softly at the difference.

Just another day in the Republic of Ishgard.

As he approached the Congregation, the knight on door duty for the morning—Firmalbert, as ever, after the battle that had left him with little feeling in his swordarm, but Lucia and Handeloup had worked overtime to present an ironclad report to the priests about why the man could not be dismissed—saluted, and Aymeric nodded back in acknowledgment.

“Ser Firmalbert, good morning,” he said.

“Good morning, Ser Aymeric,” Firmalbert replied cheerfully. Aymeric could see when the knight glanced away to resume watch—and also when he blinked, and looked down.

Hello, Ser Firmalbert!

The old knight’s shoulders shook once in the familiar manner of someone valiantly suppressing laughter. “Hello, Miss Amandina, Miss Roksana.”

Aymeric chuckled as he pushed open the rightmost door into the Congregation, and held it open long enough for the girls to file in after himself. He relaxed minutely once he had closed the door and stepped further inside: no matter how many layers were between him and the cold, the Congregation was always kept warm enough for it to be cozy inside and was a welcome relief even after a short walk from home to the Athenaeum aetheryte. The main hall was already a hive of activity, knights going to and from offices and barracks and training salles in the upper and lower levels, returning or departing for patrols throughout the city or Coerthas.

His arrival of course garnered attention as he strode for the lift that would take him to his office; salutes, greetings, jaunty waves from older knights who had known him since he was a green squire and had enough seniority that a bit of overfamiliar insubordination was a matter all present would turn a blind eye to. He nodded and smiled as ever, and flat out grinned when the gazes of his Temple Knights inevitably slid away and down to the carbunclets neatly following behind him. There were more than a few rueful head shakes or gasps of delight in their wake, and the girls were the exemplars of fine little ladies, greeting everyone by name as they passed.

The lift ride was short and uneventful, and his office unlocked without incident, which meant he wasn’t in immediate danger of being bodily thrown out of the city by either Lucia or Norlaise for overwork. He settled at his desk, taking a moment to enjoy the new chair he had shamelessly requisitioned upon the realization there was room in the Temple Knight budget for it—arms and a cushion and enough room to slouch if he so desired—and watched the twins neatly leap onto the ironwood desktop and crawl into the pillowed wicker basket he had placed there for their use. Once they had made themselves comfortable, he retrieved one of the books they had requested he bring for them today (a Nanette Dracht mystery, one of their first forays into chaptered fiction, though they still adored picture books), opening it to the first page and propping it in the basket so it was easily viewable by them both.

“All right?”

Perfect, Papa! Roksana peeped.

Thank you! Amandina said, wiggling her ears.

Aymeric smiled and gently pet them, Roksana and then Amandina, as the girls squeakily purred.

It was then that a knock came at the door, and all three looked up.

“Enter!” he called out.

Inside stepped Lucia, followed by Handeloup with a tray containing a pot of tea, thick-walled mug, a carafe of juice, two swallow dishes, and a plate piled high with breakfast pastries both sweet and savory. The girls cheered, tumbling out of their basket to scramble to the edge of the desk and bounce up and down excitedly.

Hi, Aunt Lucia! Hi Uncle ‘Loup! Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hiiiiiiiii!

His First and Second Commanders smiled at the pair of pearl carbunclets as Aymeric smothered a laugh behind his hand. Lucia’s was especially wide, and she held out her hands as she approached them. “Hello, little ones,” she cooed. Once she was close enough, she crouched down so she was eye level with them and gathered them up into her arms. “How are you this morning?”

Good! said Amandina, headbutting her chin.

How’re YOU? Roksana chittered, snuggling close.

“I’m doing quite well, thank you, especially since I’ve now had the chance to hug you!”

Aymeric and Handeloup exchanged a look as the letter set the tray down on the end of the desk, and then quickly looked away, casting their eyes towards the ceiling. If they even hinted at a tease of their friend for how quickly she turned to putty in the twins’ paws, she would chase them around one of the salles and beat them black and blue with the flat of her sword. And then she would sweetly suggest a joint training session with the Watch, and set Hilda on them, and his Synnove and Handeloup’s Odeve would have no pity for them.

Lucia, meanwhile, having gotten the cuddles due to her as honorary auntie, had set the carbunclets back down. Amandina and Roksana almost immediately sat down, tiny chests puffed out as they straightened their posture.

Notice anything different about us? they chimed.

His First Commander cocked her head, but quickly flashed them a smile. “Well, it can’t be your ears,” she said, reaching out to stroke the extremities in question. The girls purred. “Or your tails, they’re all still perfect!”

“And certainly still just as pretty as ever,” Handeloup drawled with a grin. He absolutely knew how to flatter a daughter.

As Handeloup spoke, Lucia glanced up at Aymeric, quirking an eyebrow.

Aymeric grinned and quickly flashed three of the Temple Knights’ hand signals: Synnove, magic, inside. The closest he could get to an off-the-cuff explanation that Synnove had recently given their pearl foci a fresh infusion of aether.

“Hmmmm,” Lucia said exaggeratedly, placing a finger on her chin thoughtfully, “could it be you’re a little bit more magical?”

Ooooh, hummed Amandina.

Close! said Roksana.

And, in chorus: We’re BIGGER! To emphasize the statement, they puffed their chests out even further, unmistakably posing.

Lucia widened her eyes. “Oh, my goodness, so you are.”

Handeloup, not in view of the girls, had slapped a hand over his mouth, his shoulders shaking. It was a good thing he was in leathers rather than formal plate today, otherwise there would have been no hiding his amusement.

Aymeric made another two hand signs (height, shoulder) and then held up his hand, forefinger and thumb a half-ilm apart.

Handeloup’s face contorted in an effort to stay silent, and he moved his hand so he could bite down on the meat of his thumb. Lucia flickered her eyes towards him and, Fury bless her Frumentarium heart, kept her face from twitching out of the expression of doting wonder as she said to the girls, “A whole half-ilm taller, by the looks of it!”

The twins gasped in delight.

She’s so good at this, Roksana whispered loudly.

I told you she’d notice! Amandina said in the same tone.

Now Aymeric had to clap his hands over his mouth to keep from bursting into giggles and giving it all away. Handeloup was beginning to turn red. And Lucia’s smile ilmed over into a smug smirk at retaking the lead in the competition she and Synnove’s sisters had for being favorite auntie.

Later, after Lucia managed to get Handeloup out of the office before he asphyxiated—the girls had twitched in surprise at the explosive, wheezing cackle that had echoed down the hallway from the lift, looking around in befuddlement—and breakfast was consumed, and they girls had read an entire book and settled down for a nap before lunch, his linkpearl, the personal one, chimed softly. Aymeric smiled and set down his report, leaning back in his chair and lifting his hand to his ear.

“Hello, my lady,” he said softly so as not to disturb the sleeping carbunclets. “How goes the conference?”

“Hello, my lord.” Synnove’s cheerful voice came through clear as a bell; she must have retreated to her office for the time being. “I’ve refrained from strangling anyone, but we’ve only just finished the keynote and begun the first panels, so there’s still time!”

He laughed softly. “Perhaps this time you should refrain from raising poor Thubyrgeim’s blood pressure.”

“I will make no promises. How are my girls doing?”

“Quite well,” he said, glancing over at them. Roksana was gently chewing on Amandina’s ear in her sleep. Amandina’s back leg twitched every time. “And currently asleep; I’ll take them to the mess for lunch so they can properly show off for everyone.”

Synnove’s answering laugh was sweet and husky. “Thank you again for indulging them. I knew they wouldn’t get quite the attention they wanted here with everyone so focused on—” He heard a distant knock on her end of the line. “Oh, hells. One moment.”

“Of course.”

The line briefly went quiet, and when Synnove returned, it crackled with the force of her sigh. “Seven fucking hells, we’ve got a new record: first blood drawn at a half-bell past the end of the opening keynote.”

“Do I want to know?”

“Not until you have alcohol on hand.”

Aymeric chuckled. “Then I’ll see you at dinner tonight.”

“See you at dinner! I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

The line closed and Aymeric let out a quiet sight as he dropped his hand to fold both in his lap, a rueful smile on his lips. For all he complained about his dual responsibilities as Lord Commander and Lord Speaker, at least he didn’t have to manage arcanists.

He leaned forward and picked up his quill. The sooner he finished reviewing these reports, the sooner he could take the girls to lunch; the sooner he could take the girls to lunch, the more quickly the day would pass, and the sooner he would see Synnove.

He smiled, and got back to work.

#wolmeric week #wolmeric #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #aymeric de borel #aymeric x wol #aymeric x synnove #oc: synnove greywolfe #synnove's carbuncles #lucia junius #handeloup de daimbaux #dt's writing #*WHEEZE* finally done #*keels over*

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ana-benn · 4 years ago

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I'm feeling some fluffy Seggy Angst....

Disclaimer: I don't prefer Kate Kirchoff, that plays in here. (Totally because of her leaked DMs not cuz she's dating Tyler. Like just don't be a bitch was my only request. 🙄)

Jumping to Conclusions

Warnings: angst and fluff

You knew better than to look at Tyler's comments. That was a given, even when you were just friends and pining privately.

You also knew his reputation, you'd been there while he built it.

What you didn't anticipate was random people sending you snapshots of some beauty pageant girl trying to hit Tyler up directly. You'd ignored it, puck sluts came with the territory, and growing up in Toronto around hockey boys you knew the game well.

Then a couple of weeks ago you started getting sent photos of this girl, Kate, in line at Stars practices or on the glass at Stars games. Again you'd played it safe, and trusted your gut that Tyler was faithful.

Tonight though you'd logged into his computer, just because it was all set up on the fancy stereo system he had set up and you and the dogs needed a dance party. As soon as you booted up the laptop though his DMs popped up, and right there as the last message he read you saw her.

He was obviously talking to her, and you saw red immediately. After everything you'd chosen to trust that he loved you. You didn't want to know what was said or how you'd been betrayed. You just mindlessly scratched Gerry's head and walked towards your shared bedroom. All three dogs filed along behind you and laid down as you threw your clothes into a suitcase. And once you finished that you finally started sobbing.

You didn't need or want the answers, you'd been cheated on before and it wasn't worth the additional heartache. But you also hadn't been in love before. You looked around the immaculate closet and before you registered what was happening your hands found his expensive suits. One by one you took everything he owned and threw it on the ground. Rage building and hurt overflowing as you dealt with the new pain of knowing the life you thought you'd been building was a lie.

You were so caught up in your pain you didn't even notice Tyler walking in the closet, having not found you or the dogs anywhere you typically went.

"Babe? I know you wanted more closet space, but this is a little extreme," Tyler joked as he scratched the dogs and took in your handiwork.

You whipped around at him, tears morphing into anger at his casual attitude, "Don't babe me Tyler. I know what you've been doing, and I'm leaving." You zipped up your forgotten suitcase and started to walk out of the closet.

"Whoa whoa hold up, what have I been doing? If you're leaving I at least deserve a reason!" Tyler said rising and following you.

You looked at him incredulously, "Look I know girls are going to message you, but when you act on it I won't stand for that. I have more self respect than those girls in Boston."

Tyler sat on the bed at that looking defeated, "That... That wasn't what you thought it was."

"Really, Ty? That's the best you've got? This is stupid I'm leaving."

"DON'T!" His shout startled you, "Please, don't go. I can explain," he said softer.

You nodded, stunned by his outburst.

"Kate wasn't letting up, she was commenting on everything I posted, then she started showing up everywhere. Finally she was at the bar Chubbs and I go to after games. I replied to her trying to get her to back off, but she just kept going. The message I sent today was the last ditch before I just block her. You know I don't want to be that guy, and I thought she was mostly harmless ya'know?" You looked at him in shock.

"Show me," was all you said.

So he did he pulled you down to the bed next to him and showed you everything he'd messaged her proving his story.

"I'm so sorry I doubted you babe," you whispered as the tears started falling.

"Hey, hey it's okay. Trust me I know I deserve some distrust, but you make me want to be better. I want to deserve you."

By now you'd moved into a cuddling position on your bed.

"You know I did leave to get you a present..." Tyler said after a while of tender kisses and soft caresses.

"Ooh do tell?"

"Hmmmm, I think we need to clean up the closet first," he replied cheekily rising out of bed.

You rolled your eyes, but got up to follow him, but before you could he dropped to one knee and pulled out the tell-all box.

"You know I had a million ideas of how to do this, but I like this one. Promise me you'll stay, marry me and help me become the man that you bring out in me. Let me love you and be loved by you, please."

You found yourself welling up with tears again, "Oh Tyler, of course I'll marry you!"

With that he wrapped you in his arms and pulled you in for a passionate kiss.

#tyler seguin #dallas stars #hockey #soft feels #angst #tyler seguin x reader

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witchofmorena · 5 years ago

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Eskel gets a bard

I got the idea from @jaskiersvalley and this fic (Imma steal name of competition, hope you don’t mind darling <3 )

Jaskier invites Eskel to stay and watch/listen to music, in hope Eskel finds someone he likes. Eskel stays and helps Jaskier prank Valdo over and over again (for one Eskel distracted Valdo while Jaskier put horse-shit (yes he was disgusted, and yes Geralt helped) in Valdo’s bed in place of his bed mattress... When Valdo went to bed with some other bard (yes they were going to be naughty) and as soon as they laid in bed they sunk into feces...well lets just say our dear witchers and Jaskier learned many new swearwords and other bards realized it might not be a good idea to bed Valdo during the Bard-Off).

The Bard-Off lasts for about 2 weeks, depending on number of participants, and teachers of Oxenfurt are judges, many nobles come to watch this event - it is one of most important events after all. During day the bards sing, the judges give them points for songs and audience enjoys some good music. In the evenings there is always a party, with lots of alcohol and food and people sneaking away for...some...private parties...

Over hundred bards singed up, 128 to be precise - human,part-humans (fea, sirens, succubi, etc)... however non-human participants used magic to hide their “abnormalities” - they didn’t expect so many nobility and TWO witchers to be present. Each circle eliminated half of current participants (1st circle 64 get eliminated, 2nd 32, etc), there is 7 circles .

In first circle, Eskel notices one girl who is fairly quiet compared to other bards, who cheers for her friends when they do well while most others boo-es them, she comforts other bards who get disqualified ("Why did they disqualify me? I can’t stop people from trying to impress me, because they are susceptible to even tiniest amount of siren voice! And I can’t even *turn it off* as they demand and they know it” “I know maybe, darling, next year will be better”)... Well now Eskel know why his medallion keeps vibrating - not every contestant was human... The girl is very pretty, she has short black hair and eyes that look like they are actual mini thunderstorm and pale skin, at least that’s all Eskel manages to see before she disappears from his view...For her first performance she sings a song about helping someone, falling for them and them taking advantage of her and her love /*AN: smth along the lines of Without me by Halsey*/ all while looking at Valdo. When she finishes and gets off the stage Valdo’s approaching her. He grabs her arm and drags her away and into an empty hallway. What Valdo forgot is that Jask is fond of this lady and sees her as younger sister. Jaskier asks his darling and friend to come with him (he already sang and doesn’t have to worry much about performing). They find Valdo yelling at her:“ Ishtar....what did I say about telling people about what happened between us?”. The girl, Ishtar, smells of fear and it makes witchers’ noses itch and Eskel growl - he hates seeing others being hurt in such way. As soon as bard raises hand and moves to strike Ishtar, Eskel appears in front of young lady. Idiot bard hits him and...regrets it immediately, for Eskel punches him hard enough to hear and feel breaking of bone. Jaskier and Geralt force Valdo outside, unkindly, and Eskel is alone with the beautiful woman. Only - she doesn’t seem fully human anymore, oh no. she has two horns coming out of her temples and ears have transformed as well... Eskel doesn’t address the fact that she is part succubus - her fear didn’t disappear and that is a bigger worry. So he tries talking to her.

“Did he hurt you? Do you want me to get someone else?”- he asks as gently as possible, not wishing to scare her even more, looking closely for any change that might indicate that she is calming down. “No, he didn’t and no need....Thanks for...help and....offer“ Ishtar said quietly, she didn’t understand why he was nice to her, especially now that her glamour is off, and why he protected her. Unable to stop herself she asked him. “Simple, I’m a witcher and my job is to protect innocent, besides I...uh...“ he stutters trough the rest of the answer, uncertain how to answer. “Oh....I thought witchers kill monsters“ Eskel frowns “We do, but not all,” he launches into explaining about differences and reasoning just about everything. Ishtar listens intently and calms down. Witcher gathers courage to ask her. “I’d like to dance with you, will you honor me and go to the party with me tonight?“ “Depends“ she answered shortly.”Will I be able to leave at any moment or will you force me to stay? Will I be able to speak with my friends?“ The scarred wolf smiles slightly, he likes her already”Why would I stop you doing anything you like to do? If you say you wish to leave I’ll walk you to your room....or corridor if you wish for that, wouldn’t want a repeat of what happened earlier“ our wolf has a feeling she’ll accept. “Very well, but do not think I wont argue if try to restrict me!“ “Wouldn’t dream of it, lovely“ she blushes, unused to compliments while unglamoured.”I’ll see you tonight“ he says with a wink and turns to go find fellow wolf and his bard.

At the party Eskel and Ishtar dance until she decides to find Essi The Little Eye and some other people. Meanwhile Eskel finds Jaskier and White Wolf and tells them about the succubus bard he wants, Jaskier gets enthusiastic and tells Eskel everything he knows about her (and that is a lot) and Geralt just keeps up with his “hmmm”-s until Jask is done. Then starts teasing bigger wolf about his “love for horny women“ (pun is dumb but intended). When she says she wants to go, he walks her to her room. Ishtar get a kiss on her hand - he is doing this the way she wants.

Her second staging is about Essi and she sings about lover who fell for someone else, the one whose love changed from friend to lover and back to friend, the one who she’ll always love and treasure. Jaskier is impressed - he didn’t hear that one before so it must be new. Eskel appreciates how her voice is raising and falling so smoothly, how it goes from gentle to husky.

Third one is simply about the one who lied and despite that drove her crazy and did crazy things with this one and she doesn’t regret it at all (Ricky Martin - Livin’ La Vida Loca). Eskel raises eyebrows - it happened to him, a whore slipped him something for sleep, took his coin (leaving barely enough for room) and left him there, he felt resigned at the time and unhappy (he looked forward to eating her out and driving her nuts with his tongue).

Fourth performance - she wanted to sing her newest song about the one who keeps Valdo away (aka Eskel), she composed it last night - and so she sings about a hero, a hero who is strong, fast, larger then life (Bonnie Tyler - I need a hero) all while keeping eye-contact with Eskel (he winks at her).

Fifth round and she has no idea what to sing - so she sings a song to god of vegetation, fertility, protection and war (aka Yarilo) and once again is looking Eskel in the eye, as if she is challenging him in some way. That is the day he asks her to be his bard... “I’m curious....“ he said quietly, as if unsure of something ”Do you travel around Continent, like Jask does?” Ishtar looks up from her notes, she’s composing something new “Hmmmm? Oh....yes, all bards travel, but Jaskier travels the most” she seems confused ”Tho if I had a chance I’d travel like he does...“ even tho that was all he needs to hear to know she’ll be up for travelling with him he’s still uncertain - who would want his scarred and ugly mug? “What if someone asks you? Say someone you’ve spent some time with during this Bard-Off?“ he hints he wants to travel with her. “Are you asking me to wander with you, oh scary witcher?“ her eyes sparkle as she asks him teasingly. “hmmmmm...“ Eskel humms thinking to himself <Good going, Eskel, you’re just as eloquent as Geralt....On the other hand that might help>. He keeps stuttering answer “Well....yes...I mean if....if you don’t....want to...it’s fine....Unless?...” Ishtar pulls him down “I’d love to travel with you, sweet witcher”, kisses him and drags, well it’s not exactly dragging since he is following her willingly, to her room.”Just know that is not the only thing I want to do with you” pushes him on the bed ”The word among succubae is” perches on his lap and his arm goes around her waist, steadying her “That Eskel of the wolves” kisses and bites his neck, he grunts softly “is amazing in bed” whispers in his ear and sucks “Is that true?” He growls, aroused. “Want to find out“ he pulls her closer “Just how good“ tangles his free hand in her hair ”I can be“ kisses her, moving from her sweet lips, along her jaw and down her neck, leaving occasional bite or sucking on the skin.

She is too focused on Eskel as they tear each others clothes off to notice the glamour slipping. He lies her down as they are kissing, and slowly makes his way down her body, taking time to warship her - sucking and biting than licking and kissing to sooth the sting. He makes her come over and over again with his tongue and and fingers til she’s overstimulated mess, begging him for something and even she doesn’t know what for. Is she begging for more? For less? Until she decides she wants him to be a mess. So she turns the table on him - suddenly he is the one in his back, and it’s her turn to drive him crazy, like he did her.

Afterwards, when they are both spent and cuddling, Ishtar looks at her witcher, for in her eyes he is hers, and whispers softly, gently, her breath tickles his neck “I want to travel and I want to travel with you, my dear wolf” she raises her head to look into his eyes “and the stories are true - you are amazing” leans in to kiss his lips, where the scar deforms them, gently.

Several months later.... Eskel is in a small town, so small it doesn’t even have name not to mention it’s in a swampy area, Ishtar is with him. They go to local alderman to check if there are any monsters that are terrorizing people. Turns out there are drowners - rather big horde of over 20 drowners. Eskel takes the contract and tries to convince his lovely succubus bard to stay behind and “maybe sing in a tavern? I don’t want you near danger”. Of course, she doesn’t stay in town/village and follows her darling. She keeps her distance, as to not make more work for Eskel. <Silly witcher thinks I need protection 24/7....*shakes head fondly*....well if he doesn’t need help I still need new material for a new song - it’s been a while since I accompanied him on his hunts...> she thinks to herself. The fight last much longer then either of them thought it would and Eskel left his potions behind, didn’t drink them thinking it’ll be easy fight. He’ll definitely have words with the alderman about this. He doesn’t notice couple drowners coming from behind, but Ishtar does. She picks up the first thing she sees - it’s a tree branch and thankfully it’s not dry. She runs at drowners (<NO NO NO! That is MY witcher! I wont let you have him>), starts hitting them with her make-shift weapon screaming at the top of her lungs “Die DIe DIE” until there is only...mess made of brain matter, mud and bones left behind. Eskel watches her with amusement in his eyes and proud smile on his tired face - the rest of drowners were already dead. “I know I should’ve stayed in tavern or something, but I’ve decided to follow you AND I’m not apologizing” Ishtar says defensively. “I was wrong” he admits, coming closer to her and hugging her tightly. She could feel his excitement against her hip, but since he’s ignoring it she does the same and returns the hug just as tightly. They found the alderman upon their return to the town. He admitted to not knowing how many drowners there really was, and, since he couldn’t pay for the ones he didn’t know about he invited duo to stay at his house for a few days.

With time Ishtar’s songs become as popular as Jaskier’s and the Eskel Chernovuk becomes as famous as Geralt. While Jaskier and Geralt are known as Feral Bard and White Wolf, Ishtar and Eskel are know as Demon Bardess and Chernovuk.

The person who supported me is my sweet tree climbing buddy Rhi, @merthurlocked so I’m tagging her (Thanks, love <3)

#eskel x bard #part-succubus!bard #the witcher #I based this off of actual shows as y'all can guess #yeah I put AN in the middle of fic as explanation #yeah I decided that valdo's a butt-hole #at least here #mention of geraskier #eskel the master pussy-eater #whoops #this became smut on accident xD #straight smut #yes they are together #that took longer then i thought it would #eskel and ishtar are protective of each other #succubae can have chosen mates #and Ishtar chose Eskel a long time ago #basically when they first met #so beware #if you are an ass to her eskel will rip into you #if it's him that you're an ass to #she's gonna try to rip you heart out (eskel'll stop her)#oh yea #Jaskier took first place #Essi took 3rd #and Ishtar took 2nd #Valdo got disqualified #he tried to sabotage too many ppl too much #Ishtar and Eskel have a pet named #Lil'Bleater and it's a goat

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cameronspecial · 5 years ago

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King of CSCC (Ch.3)

Pairing: Rich Kid! Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: When Y/N gets a scholarship to attend Collegialiter Schola Currere Cucurri, a prestigious boarding school in England. She’s very studious and organizes, everything needs to be a certain way for her to be happy. Tom is the resident fuckboy at school and, with his daddy being the richest man on earth, he practically owns the school. What happens when Tom falls completely in love with Y/N, but she doesn’t want to be with him because of his reputation.

Warning: A punch is thrown and underage drinking

Words: 2 216

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

Y/N sits at their dining hall table with her lunch in front of her waiting for her friends to come and join her. It’s a few minutes before they join her with their own lunches in their hands. “So Jared Willkins’ annual beginning of school bash is tonight and we were wondering if you wanted to come with us,” Delilah asks her friend. Y/N finishes chewing her food before answering, “That sounds fun, but I am going, to be honest, this is going to be my first high school party so I might be a little clingy.” “It’s alright, Y/N/N. We really won’t mind as long as you are having a good time, you can be stuck to us the whole night. Although, maybe not the whole night because I’ve been flirting with Gracie all week and it would be a shame if all that effort went to waste,” Harrison comments with a silent chuckle to himself like it was an inside joke with himself. “Alright, weirdo,” Tom whispers under his breath as he laughs at his friend. Delilah turns towards Y/N with the ‘I have an idea’ look on her face, “You can come over to my dorm after class to get ready. I have snacks in my dorm that should be able to tie us over until the party. Jared always has the most interesting food choices for his parties.” “Yeah, that sounds great! I’ll meet you then.”

Y/N fidgets with her fingers before raising her hand to knock on the door. She could hear the music blasting on the other side of the door, so when nobody responds after a few seconds Y/N decides to try to open the door. When the door pushes open, Y/N is met with the sight of Delilah dancing around the room with a strip of bacon in her hand. “Where did you get the bacon from?” Y/N inquires as she sees a plate of bacon on Delilah’s desk and goes to get a strip. Delilah stops dancing and turns towards Y/N, “I may have bribed one of the cooks with some new cooking utensils if she made us some bacon. I also got some sausage rolls from Greg’s, Hula Hoops crisps and some Cadbury's fingers.” “Hmmmm, I love Cadbury's fingers. I can eat a whole pack in one sitting. And I’ve heard of Greg’s famous sausage rolls and I’ve always wanted to try one.” “Well, knows your lucky day. Here try one,” Delilah says whilst handing Y/N a paper bag. Y/N takes the bag and takes a bite out of the delicious pastry, “This totally live up to my expectation. God, I which they had these in Toronto.” “I know right, it’s like they were sent from God or something. Know I put together this outfit that you could borrow from me. I think you would look amazing in it,” Delilah informs Y/N. Delilah gives Y/N a white crop top with black high-waist pants and a jean jacket that has patches on the back. “I like it. Simple, but I think it could drop some jaws. I am going to go try it on,” Y/N tells the other girl before heading to the bathroom to get change. Once changed, Y/N exams herself in the mirror and feels her confidence go up. This isn’t the typical type of outfit that she would normally wear, but she loves how she looks in it.

“Come out, I want to see your outfit and I want your opinion on your outfit,” Delilah announces from the other side of the door. Y/N rolls up the sleeves of the jacket then opens the door to see that Delilah has changed into a red tight-fitting dress with white heels. “Awww, you look so great. Every boy is going to want to get with you,” Delilah assures Y/N while she brings Y/N to sit in front of her vanity and starts to work on her hair and makeup. Y/N closes her eyes so the makeup doesn’t get in her eyes, “Thanks. I think you look really great. Jess isn’t going to know what hit her.” “Aww, you're making me blush.” Around forty-five minutes later, Y/N opens her eyes to see that Delilah had gone with a natural look except for the lips which were a ruby red that really stood out. Her hair is lightly curled and the front pieces of her hair are braided back in a crown. Y/N wraps her arms around Delilah’s neck, “Thank you so much. I look amazing.” “You’re welcome, sweetie. Now, we better get going before the boys kill us for being so late,” Delilah points out. Y/N nods and goes to get her purse before they both head down to the parking lot to where the boys were.

“So where is this party going to be because I really don’t think everyone is going to fit in Jared’s dorm room,” Y/N jokes from where she was sitting in the back seat with Delilah. Harrison looks over his shoulder from the passenger seat at her, “Well, his parents’ house is actually really close so that’s why he is the one that normally hosts the party. And don’t worry about being back by curfew. Nobody actually notices if you are gone or not and if they do, we’ll just bribe them for you. Y/N laughs at his jokes, but deep down she knows he isn’t really joking. Tom takes a glance at Y/N through the rearview mirror. When he saw her outfit, he felt his stomach do a flip and he never felt like this before. He wanted to wrap his arms around her waist and call her his girlfriend. He wanted to be the only person that those ruby red lips would kiss and it’s driving him insane. He can’t help but smile at how well she gets along with his best friends and it just makes him like her more.

They got to the party and Y/N could already hear the pounding music from where they parked down the street. As they got closer and closer to the house she could already see other teens making their way towards the party as well. The music is so much louder when you are actually inside of the house and there are so many people in the house that Y/N is pretty sure half of them don’t go to the school. “Ohh, I see Jess. I am going to go say hey. Stay with the boys, okay babe. Have fun!” Delilah yells at her friends before running off to go see her target. Y/N turns around to face the boys to see that only Tom remains and that Harrison is making his way towards Gracie. “And then there were two,” Y/N comments as she moves in closer to Tom so she doesn’t need to scream. Tom chortles at what she says, “Let’s go get a drink.” The kitchen is a little more deserted than the rest of the house and a little quieter. “So what do you want to drink?” Tom questions with a Heineken in his hand. Y/N stares at all the various alcoholic drinks and feels a little nervous, “Uhh, I don’t really know. I’ve never really drank before, so maybe just a beer or something. I don’t really think starting off with vodka is a good idea for an amateur. “Yeah, that wouldn’t be good. Here try this first and if you don’t like it then I can just get you some water or I can make you a cocktail,” Tom suggests. Y/N agrees and takes his beer into her hand. She takes a sip out of the bottle and at first, she doesn’t like the taste, but it grows on her. “Hmm, not bad. I think I can grow to like it,” Y/N decides as she takes another sip from his beer. Tom chuckles and grabs another beer for himself, “A girl with good taste, not bad. Why don’t we go dance?” Tom takes Y/N’s hand and he can’t lie that he didn’t feel butterflies in his stomach. He takes her over to the living room where the music is coming. They start moving to the music and as more and more people start to come in they find themselves on opposite sides of the room, but they felt safe with the distance because they were still within seeing distance of each other.

Tom had been dancing and flirting with Mindy all night and he knew that he has it in the bag. He looks up to check on Y/N before he takes Mindy upstairs for a little privacy, but what he sees has his blood boiling. Ross Butler is behind her whispering things into her ear and Y/N looks like she just wants to get away from him. “Why don’t we go upstairs and see what you have underneath, sweetheart,” Ross whispers into Y/N ear and she honestly felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to get away from him and get Tom, but she says that Tom was with Mindy and she didn’t want to bother him. Also, she was honestly a little bit tipsy and tired, so she doesn’t really know what to do. Before she could tell Ross no for the fifty times, Ross is pulled away from her and he receives a punch in the face. “Don’t ever think about bothering a girl like that again, Butler. Now, get up and apologize,” Tom screams at Ross, who had fallen because of the punch. The music was turned off and everyone is crowding around to watch the scene unfold. Ross quickly stands up, apologizes to Y/N and walks out of the living room. Tom gives everyone the look that tells them to go back to what they were doing then goes over to see how Y/N is doing. She stumbles a little bit, but he catches her before she can fall. “Alright, Ms. Lightweight. Why don’t we get you to bed?” he encourages as he helps get out of the crowded house and toward his car. “What about Harrison and Delilah?” she asks with a giggle as she feels her body starting to get tired. Tom chuckles at how she is asking and makes sure she is buckled into the passenger seat, “I sent them a text to tell them where we are and I am pretty sure they would be too busy to care that they don’t have a ride back for the night. I’ll go pick them up in the morning.” “What about Mindy?” Y/N slurs with another giggle. Tom shakes his head, “She doesn’t matter. As long as you are safe that’s all that matters.” Y/N felt her eyes close and she rests her head on Tom’s shoulder. She cuddles into his side and he can’t help but smile at how cute she is.

“Okay, I am going to need your help. Can you do that?” Tom implores the sleepy girl to do. All Y/N does is chortle and continues to try to stumble her way into the dorm room building. Tom eventually gives up and decided to pick her up, but not before he asks her if it is okay. He got to her dorm room and unlocks the door with the key in her purse. He places her gently in her bed and is about to pull the covers over her before she stops him. “Can you help me change first, please?” she pleads in a childlike voice. Tom hesitates for a second, but ultimately agrees when he sees her struggling to take off her shirt. He gently removes her shirt, making sure to watch her hair and hands her the pyjama shirt that is on her dress. He sees that she is going to take off her bra, so he turns around and closes his eyes to give her some privacy. She says he can turn around and asks him to give her a clean pair of underwear and her pyjama pants. Tom hands over the clothes and helps her out of her pants; he turns around when she changes her underwear just like when she takes off her bra and then turns back around to help her with her pants. He places the covers over her body and leaves a bottle of water and some Advil on her bedside table for the morning. He gives her a kiss on the forehead then turns to leave, but was stopped again by Y/N’s voice. “Can you please stay with me?” Y/N begs with big baby doll eyes. Tom takes a moment to think about the consequences of his actions, but when he sees that Y/N really needed him to stay, he goes to turn off the lights and trips down to his boxers after asking Y/N if it is okay. He lies down under the covers beside her and closes his eyes to try to get some sleep. He feels the bed shift underneath him then Y/N cuddles into his side. He wraps his arm around her again and gives her another kiss on the forehead. He feels her steady and soft breath on his chest. The smell of her shampoo comforts him and he couldn’t help, but fall asleep with a smile on his face.

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mskinkykitty · 5 years ago

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The Beginning chapter 4

Keep the nightmares away, please

Warnings: nightmares, violence, eventual smut (not this chapter) Been a while since I’ve read this, so will update warnings after I re-read it

A month and a half had now passed since __ had found Luke in her barn. His wound was completely healed and aside from the nightmares he had begun suffering recently, he seemed to be adjusting fine to the routine the two of them had settled into.

Luke's nightmares had started within a few days of him waking up. It was only recently that they had started to intensify and he would wake up screaming in the middle of the night. The first night the screaming happened, ___ had been woken from a dead sleep. Once she realized the screaming was coming from her guest, she ran downstairs, into his room.

“Luke! Luke! Wake up! You're dreaming!” ___ yelled, as she grabbed his shoulders and began to gently shake him, hoping it would wake him up. Unfortunately, it didn't, so, she yelled louder and shook more vigorously.

Luke's eyes opened and as they locked with ____'s, his metal hand wrapped itself around her throat and she quickly found herself on the floor, Luke hovering over her, yelling at her in Russian.

“Luke........ Luke.... please..... wake up.” was all she was able to choke out before she could feel her lungs begin to burn, begging to be allowed to inhale, even if just a little.

“Luke......... Please.” she mouthed, her vision starting to blur, eyes brimming with tears, all while it was becoming harder and harder to see Luke, or anything else for that matter. Her last thoughts before completely blacking out, were a prayer that he would wake up before he killed her.

When ___ regained consciousness, she was still lying on the floor, she could hear someone next to her whispering, she assumed it was Luke. She took a long, deep breath before opening her eyes. Her vision was still slightly fuzzy and her head throbbed, but she could make out shapes, it looked like Luke had turned the bedside lamp on.

“Luke?” She croaked as she tried to sit up.

“____!” Luke almost yelled as he quickly rushed to help her sit up.

“Are you ok?” she whispered, while placing a hand on his chest, her voice hoarse and soar from Luke strangling her.

“I thought I had killed you!” he said, failing to fight back the tears as he pulled her into a tight hug. “I'm so sorry!”

“It's ok, Luke. You were having a nightmare and I should have known better than to try to wake you up like that. It's just that you were yelling and tossing around. I was worried. If anyone should apologize, it should be me.”

“What? No!” Luke said as he grabbed her face with both of his hands, looking her in the eyes. It was very clear to her then, that he had been crying.

“You have nothing to be sorry for! It's my fault, I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry.” he continued as he placed his forehead against ___'s and whispered, “I could never forgive myself if something bad were to ever happen to you.”

____ placed her hands over Luke's and gently removed them. He looked at her confused, but she just smiled up at him.

“I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'm a strong girl, I can take care of myself. Now, the person I'm most worried about is you. How long have you been having these nightmares?” She asked, as she continued to hold his hands.

“As long as I can remember. They get worse every time I'm brought out. I'm sure they're more than just dreams. I think they're memories of the things I've done. The people I've killed.” He all but whispered the last part.

“Oh, Luke, I'm so sorry. Would you like to talk about it? Sometimes talking helps.”

Luke just shook his head. The last thing he wanted to do was talk about all the people he had murdered, especially to ___. He didn't want to hear her ask him to leave, even though, he knew he should have left the night he woke up.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” She asked.

“Stay?” He asked as he looked her in the eyes.

“Luke, it's my house, where would I go?” She gave him a confused look as he shook his head.

“No. I don't want to be alone tonight.”

She thought about it for a minute before she realized what he was asking.

“OH!” her eyes almost bugging out of her head and her heart racing with slight panic.

“It's just, I think if you stayed, it might help to keep the nightmares away.” He looked at her, his eyes begging her not to leave him alone in the dark. He was always alone.

“Um, a...alright....” she blushed. She couldn't believe she had agreed, but, deep down, she trusted that Luke wouldn't do anything.

“Thank you.” Luke gave her a small smile, once again, resting his forehead against hers, his hands back to holding her face.

He didn't want to admit it, but he was growing very fond of the young girl and that scared him, more than the nightmares ever could.

She let out a heavy sigh and removed his hands from her face.

“Come on, lets get you to bed. We've got a busy day ahead of us tomorrow.” She gave him a soft, reassuring smile, while pulling him back up to his feet. He let her lead him back to his bed and get him all settled in. He grabbed her wrist as she turned to leave. She turned back to look at him and smiled, seeing the fear in his eyes.

“Don't worry, I'll be right back. I was just going to get the blankets and pillows from my room so I can sleep on the floor.”

“No, next to me.” he said. She let out a small squeak as he pulled her into the bed and held her tightly to him. She slowly relaxed into him as he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. He sort of reminded her of a child who was seeking comfort from his mother after a bad dream. She slowly wrapped her arms around him and began to run her fingers through his hair, humming the tune her mother used to use after she had woken from a nightmare. It wasn't long before Luke was sound asleep, with ____ quickly following him to dream land.

When Luke woke up, he was slightly confused at feeling the warm body pressed up against him. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down. ___ was huddled against his chest, his arms wrapped securely around her. It took him a moment to remember what had transpired to lead her into his bed. A nightmare. He'd had a very vivid nightmare, the next thing he knew, his metal hand was wrapped around her neck and she was unconscious. He thought he had killed her, then, when she had woken up, she held no concern for herself, only him. She had stayed with him all night, like he had asked. She had kept the nightmares at bay, prevented them from coming back. It was the first time Luke could remember not having nightmares.

Smiling to himself, he held her a little tighter and buried his nose in her hair, breathing as much of her in as he could. He wanted to continue to fight these feelings he was beginning to have for her, embrace the feeling that the people after him had given up and forgotten about him, but he knew. In the back of his mind, he knew they were still looking for him and would never stop looking. That's when he realized, he had to leave. He had to run, go into hiding. Somewhere he could never be found.

The thought of leaving ___ was heartbreaking to him. In the small amount of memories that he had, he couldn't remember anyone being this nice to him, or caring for him this much. He thought about asking her to run with him, but that was no life for her. No, it was better he leave and not say anything to her. He just had to decide when he. Obviously the sooner the better. He was completely healed, there really was nothing keeping him here. Nothing, but ____.

The woman in his arms began to stir, bringing him out of his thoughts and loosening his hold on her.

“Good morning.” She grumbled, her voice soft and slightly raspy.

“Good morning.” He answered and couldn't help the smile that curled his lips as she blinked her eyes open and looked up at him with her own sleepy smile.

“No more nightmares, I take it?” she asked, adjusting herself so she slightly shifted away from him.

“It would seem not. Thank you, for staying with me all night.”

“No problem. It was worth it if you got a good night's rest.” She said, while trying to stifle a yawn.

“But it looks like you didn't.” he said, brow slightly furrowing.

“No, I did. I'm just not a morning person.” She said, before rolling on her back and stretching her muscles.

“I'm just surprised how much heat you give off. If it was any warmer outside, I'd have melted.” she said with a small chuckle. “Why are you so warm?” she asked, not realizing that she was cuddling back into him to get warm again. It was cool in the house and Luke was so warm, she didn't want to get up just yet.

“I don't know, I've just always been that way.” he answered, once again wrapping his arms around her, glad for the contact.

“I could lay here with you all day. You're like a heater, it's soooo nice.” She almost purred as her eyes began to get heavy once more.

As much as Luke wanted to continue the physical contact, he knew, the more attached he got to her, the harder it was going to be for him to leave. Then, an idea popped into his head, he was sure it would startle her awake and get her out of bed.

“If we continue to lay here together, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hands to myself. I may just end up kissing you.” His voice was low and seductive as he whispered into her ear.

He was surprised by her answer as she cuddled closer to him. “Hmmmm, I'd like that.”

He swallowed hard, not expecting her to reply like that. Now he was stuck, his plan had backfired on him. His heart began to race and he started sweating. His sweats were growing uncomfortable at the thought of being able to touch the woman in his arms, in such an intimate way.

He swallowed hard again and looked down at her. He gently moved the hair out of her face. Stroking her cheek with his flesh hand, all he could think about was pressing his lips against hers. How they'd feel, how it would feel to rub his hands up and down her soft curves. He grew more nervous as he tried to remember the last time he had kissed a woman, he wasn't surprised that he couldn't remember anything. Though he was positive it had happened, it must have, the action seemed familiar enough.

Taking a couple deep breaths to calm his nerves, he gently tilted her head up with his flesh arm, since she was still laying on the other one. There were a million things going through his mind all at once, alongside a voice screaming at him to not go through with it, he'd only hurt her. There was another voice yelling even louder, telling him to go through with it. She wanted him to. He wanted, so badly, to remember what it felt like to kiss, to be kissed. In one split second, the louder voice won. His lips were pressed gently against hers. She let out a content hum as one of her arms slowly wrapped around him. He used the arm she was laying on to press her closer to him, his flesh arm wrapping around her shoulders and pulling her closer still. He deepened the kiss once she started to kiss him back. Sucking in large amounts of air through his nose so he wouldn't have to loose the contact.

He rolled her onto her back, freeing his metal arm, not once allowing his lips to leave hers. His hips pressing into her as both of her arms snaked around his neck, once again pulling him closer to her. He could hear the other voice in the back of his mind, the one telling him to stop, he would only hurt her in the end, but he ignored that voice, blocked it out completely. He was too into the moment to care about the repercussions. He needed this, he deserved this, is what the other voice told him, the one he chose to listen to.

“Mmmm, Luke.” ____ moaned as Luke began to kiss her neck

“I'm here.” He replied, removing his lips from her skin just long enough to reply.

“We shouldn't.” she tried, but was cut off when one of Luke's hands slid under her shirt to fondle her soft breasts.

“Shouldn't what?” he asked, his other hand moving the shirt up so he could have access to what lies beneath.

“This, we shouldn't.” she tried, her hands tangling in his hair as he began to suckle one of her nipples. He smiled as she arched her back and let out a soft moan. He doesn't remember ever having done this before, but somehow his body knew exactly what to do.

“We can't” she tried again, but Luke was to far gone to comprehend. He continued to suckle her breasts as his flesh hand slowly moved down her body, finding it's way under her pants and panties. Continuing past her mound of hair, between her legs, finding their way to the folds of her sex and in between them. Feeling the warmth and wetness that was waiting to welcome him. Begging for him to enter.

She let out a small cry as he found her center of pleasure.

“Oh god, I can't wait to feel all of you.” He whispered into her ear, before capturing her lips once more, silencing whatever plea she was going to offer.

The ache in his lower abdomen was getting stronger, he wasn't sure how much longer he could tease her. He needed to feel her, he needed to be closer, needed to be inside of her.

“Can I taste you?” he asked, his fingers continuing to caress her and coax small moans out of her.

“Luke, please, I've never....” and just like that, he stopped. His head snapped up and he stared at her. Her cheeks were flush and she was panting, her breasts still exposed, his hand gone from between her legs. She was more beautiful in this moment than he could ever remember seeing her. He never wanted to forget this moment, so he continued to stare, to burn the image of her into his mind.

He still couldn't believe what he had just heard. How he was so willing to take something so precious, without asking first. He had just assumed, given her age.

“I'm sorry.” she whispered, all of a sudden feeling embarrassed and ashamed, pulling her shirt down and sitting up, forcing him to sit back as well.

“Why are you apologizing? If anyone should apologize, it should be me. I got carried away, I couldn't help myself.” he looked down at the bed, to ashamed to look at her.

They were both silent for a moment, before Luke looked back up at her. She was sitting with her legs crossed, one arm wrapped around her, while the other played with the cuff of her pajama pants.

“I really am sorry. I don't know what came over me.” he said, looking away and running his flresh hand through his hair. He could still smell her on his fingers and he wasn't ashamed to say that he wanted to smell more of her on him.

“It's weird, right? As old as I am, and never having. You know.” She looked away, ashamed of her secret.

“What? No! Why would you think that?” He asked, confused by her response.

“Because you stopped.” She almost whispered, still afraid to look at him.

“Because I was surprised. I had figured, at some point, there was someone.” she shook her head, no.

“Because of my ability, I've always kept physical contact to a minimum. I was afraid of someone finding out. Of being reported. I didn't want to risk anything, so I started keeping to myself and staying away from boys. I mean, not that there were any lining up to ask me out.” She said, giving a weak smile.

“Well, it's their loss.” He smiled, moving to sit next to her, his flesh hand moving to caress her cheek.

“So, you'd still, you know. Want to. With me?” she asked, looking up into his gentle, blue eyes.

“More than anything. But not like this. Not because I want you to, but because you want to. When you feel it's right.” He smiled, placing his forehead against hers.

“Thank you, Luke.” she let out a sigh of relief.

Luke was about to say something else, when they heard the doorbell ring. ___ looked at Luke confused.

“I'm not expecting anyone today.”

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zerolympiustrife · 5 years ago

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Cloud finds a drunk Lucina, celebrating her victory of winning a smash tournament, and escorts her back to her room, only to find that she gets incredibly flirty when intoxicated.

A Cloud x Lucina prompt?! Thank you so much!

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*At the dormitory Cloud’s staying at for the 5th Smash Tournament*

Cloud (on the dorm phone): ...Yes...yes...yes...uh-huh...alright, I understand. Yes, I promise. Okay. Thanks for calling me about this. I’ll head out right away. Seeya. *Hangs up, then he’s about to head out the door, but hears someone call his name*

Ren: Cloud?

Cloud: Huh? What is it, Ren?

Ren: Where are you going?

Cloud: To pick up Lucina and drive her back to her dorm.

Ren: What happened?

Cloud: Well, you know how this recent event she took part in was the equivalent of a “ladies’ night” event?

Ren: Er...yeah?

Cloud: That’s why. And I don’t want anything bad to happen to her in her drunken stupor.

Ren (surprised): Wait, she’s drunk?!

Cloud: Mm-hm. Can you let me be off now?

Ren: Uh...right. Sorry for holding you back. I’ll...let you be on your way.

*Cloud nods, then walks out. Cloud goes into the dorm’s garage, gets on his Hardy-Daytona, then drives off to the large, fancy restauraunt Lucina’s at*

Cloud (entering the restaurant): Lucina?!?

*Lucina’s eyes widen hearing Cloud’s voice, then stands up*

Lucina (raising her hand): Cloud~!

*Cloud runs over to her, and sees that her face is SUPER flushed-red*

Cloud (hands on his hips): Sheesh. How many did you have?

Lucina (REALLY drunk): I...I don’t remember...

Palutena (also drunk): Cloud~! Are you here to pick up Lucina? Let her shtay a little longer!

Bayonetta (not really drunk): She can handle a little more. She’s a tough girl, after all...

Cloud (grabbing Lucina, carrying her bridal carry style): Not interested.

Palutena (frowning): Hmm...

Bayonetta (looking bored): Fine. Be that way.

Kamui: Well...honestly, I’m rather happy you came here, Cloud. Because for me personally, I’ve got to guide these two *Points to Bayonetta and Palutena* back to my dorm.

Cloud: Don’t you have Rosalina to help?

Kamui: That’s true, but...

Cloud: She asleep or something?

*Kamui nods*

Cloud: Well...good luck with that. But me, personally... *Looks over to Lucina* ...I’ve got more important stuff to take care of. Maybe you can call Robin or Shulk to help you out.

Kamui: That I will. Farewell.

*Cloud nods, walks back to his motorcycle with Lucina in his arms, places her in front of him, then drives over to her dorm*

Cloud (getting off): Alright, here we are. I hope your drunken state didn’t get you-

*Lucina starts vomiting off on the sidewalk*

Cloud (frowning): ...carsick. Or in this case...motorsick? Cyclesick? Motion sickness? ...You know what? Sure. Motion sickness.

*Lucina stops vomiting and haphazardly walks over to Cloud, and places her face onto his chest*

Lucina (smiling): Hmmmm~...

Cloud (sickened out): Oy...c’mon. Let’s go.

*Cloud guides Lucina upstairs into her room*

Cloud: Go to the bathroom and vomit to make sure you don’t have anymore whiskey, or vodka, or...whatever you’ve had to get drunk in your system tonight.

*Lucina obliges, walks over to the bathroom, and a few minutes pass*

Lucina (exiting out): I’m done.

Cloud (crossing his arms): Are you? ...Good. Now then, I’m-

*Cloud is about to open the door to exit the room, but Lucina runs over to the door and slams it loudly, then locks it*

Cloud (raising an eyebrow): ...Was that really necessary?

*Lucina pushes Cloud onto her bed, then lays on top of him, trapping him*

Lucina (smiling): Mmmm~...

Cloud (surprised): Huh?!? Lucina, what are you-

*Lucina muffles him by putting her finger on his mouth*

Cloud: ...Mm?

Lucina (taking a deep breath): Cloud...have I ever told you how grateful I am?

Cloud: ...Grateful for what?

Lucina: Grateful for all the timesh you’ve helped me in combat during thish - and the lasht - tournament.

Cloud: ...Oh. Well... *Crosses his arms, looks away* ...Think nothing of it.

*Lucina strips off her cape, belt, gloves, armor, and boots, all until she’s only wearing her dark blue onesie*

Lucina (blushing): ...How can I not~?

Cloud (shocked): L-Lucina?!? Y-You-

*Lucina kisses Cloud on the lips, shutting him up*

Cloud (breaking the kiss): W-Wait, hold on! *Lucina digs into his shirt and grasps his torso, causing him to squeal*

Lucina (giggling): Mmhmhmhmhmhm~! Cloud...I’m shorry for treating you like a jerk when we firsht met...

Cloud: Oh, well...I accept your apology, but- *Gets shushed again by Lucina*

Lucina: Ssshhhh...Cloud...how much do you love me?

Cloud (blushing): Um...a lot?

Lucina (smiling): Define “a lot”.

Cloud: Er...moreso than the women I’ve traveled and fought alongside with in my past adventures?

Lucina (petting his face): That’sh what I love to hear...

Cloud: Lucina, please...can I get back to my dorm?

Lucina (not budging): No.

Cloud (raising an eyebrow): Why not?

Lucina: Because...you’re shtaying here. With me. I want to treat you to a wonderful night.

Cloud: Thanks for the offer, but I’ve really got to- *Attempts to get up, but Lucina forces him back down*

Lucina (now sad): Am...am I not good enough for you? Were you lying to me, Cloud?

Cloud (confused): Lying?! About what?

Lucina: Shaying that you love me, but...it sheemsh you don’t want to shtay and accompany me tonight.

Cloud: Lucina, you’re drunk! Also, you’re being very complicated right now.

Lucina (angrily): I’m not drunk! I’m jusht...being honesht with myshelf.

Cloud (deadpan): ...We’ve been dating since April. AND we’ve both had a crush on each other since four years ago! What else is there to be-

Lucina: CLOUD!!! Pleashe, jusht...don’t leave me alone tonight.

Cloud: ...

Lucina (hugging him): I want you here with me. Right now. Please...don’t leave...

Cloud (taking a deep breath): ...I didn’t bring my pajamas, just so you know.

Lucina: I don’t care.

Cloud (contemplates, then speaks up): ...Alright, fine. I’ll stay.

Lucina (ecstatic): Wonderful! *Kiss Cloud on his cheek* Mwah!

*Cloud blushes*

*A couple of minutes later...*

Cloud (under the covers): ...Well, good ni- *Squeals*

Lucina (also under the covers, licking her lips): Mmmm~! Cloud!

Cloud (gritting his teeth): L-Lucina, please! I only drove over to pick you up and take you back here! Not to- *Shivers* -do it!

Lucina (whispering into his ear): Well then...looksh like you’ve got a longer quesht than you thought you’ve accepted.

Cloud: That makes no- *Gets muffled* Mmmph!

Lucina (kissing his lips): Mmm~...

*The next morning...*

Lucina (with a pounding hangover): Ow...gods...

Cloud (deadpan): ...Morning, sleeping beauty.

Lucina (blushing): A-Aaaahhhh! C-Cloud?

Cloud (still deadpan): I hope last night was worth it. Say, when was the last time we’ve done it?

Lucina (holding her face): Th-That’s not the point!

Cloud (crossing his arms): Oh, please. Don’t act like we’re not dating. Besides, it’s not like I’ve had much of a choice.

Lucina: Of course you did! You could’ve easily just walked away and left me here to sleep!

Cloud: True, but were you even in control at that point?

Lucina (looking down at herself): Hmm...that’s true...

Cloud: Besides...I was scared of what you might’ve done if I actually left the room.

Lucina: You were?

Cloud: Yeah. Your parents entrusted me to guide you here safely.

Lucina: Father...and mother asked you to guide me back here in my drunken state?

Cloud: Yep.

Lucina (slowly blushes, smiles, then kisses Cloud on his cheek): ...I see.

Cloud: “I see”? That’s all you have to say after you-

*Lucina puts her finger on his mouth again, shushing him*

Lucina: C-Cloud...it means that my parents have fully entrusted you to look after me in their stead. I mean, I can take care of myself just fine, but...to hear them request to you to look after me in a drunken state...

Cloud: Wait, so that means I’ve fully gained their trust in dating you or something?

Lucina: Seems like it.

Cloud (pondering): Oh, well... *Looks away in a haughty manner* ...It’s not like I care about your parents’ approval of me or something.

Lucina: ...I’m sure you don’t. *Smiles*

*Cloud looks back at her, then slowly smiles as well*

Lucina: Also...I apologize if I’ve done anything strange.

Cloud (thinking for a moment): ...Mm. *Shrugs* I’m not complaining. Although...a part of me was thinking about you wanting to keep me for yourself in your drunken stead last night. *Chuckles*

Lucina (looking away): ...In my defense, I was not in control of my actions, and again-

*Cloud pecks her on the cheek*

Cloud: ...I accept your apology.

*Lucina smiles hearing this, and the duo spend the rest of the morning together cuddling with one another*

*Meanwhile, at the dorm Ren’s at...*

Ren (reading a book): Hm...I wonder when Cloud will be back...?

#ask me anything #anonymous asks #Q&A #super smash bros ultimate #cloud x lucina #lucina x cloud #cloud strife #lucina #kamui #corrin #palutena #Bayonetta #ren amamiya #joker

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confusinglump · 6 years ago

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Instant Family?

Title is not that great, hell even the story might not be that great. But I'm giving it a go. Once again, I'm not a great writer but this has been rolling around my head.

Henry had laughed so much tonight, his cheeks still hurt. A very competitive game of DDR (dance dance revolution) with Elsa and her kids, turned into the silliest dance party he's ever been too. Furniture had been pushed to the side so Elsa could properly teach the kids how to dance the running man. Henry dared not to get up and try that at all, he'd need more than those two beers at dinner to even attempt it.

Henry loved the energy and closeness of her family and they welcomed him like he had been a friend they've know for years. Henry admired they way she handled the kids herself. She didn't sweat the small stuff and she understood they are great days and others where its okay to have cereal for dinner. The excitement surrounding them was so infectious that he found himself often walking over to their condo after the gym. He felt completely accepted and it reminded him of his home back in Jersey.

Though at times his heart felt heavy, he longed for a family just like this. Rambunctious kids running outside with vivid imaginations. He imagined someday rolling out of bed on a lazy Saturday morning to the smell of chocolate chips waffles and bacon. Hearing the hushed squabbling over how many pieces of bacon they could sneak before setting the table.

Five year old Isabella had let Henry in on the bacon heist that occured every Saturday morning. It was cutest thing to see Isa explaining to him that he should probably use his superman powers.

"Henry you gotta be super duper fastest!"

Henry smiled at the seriousness in her tone. Isa had even offered to distract her mom if he needed help, since he didn't have the suit on. That was his first of many Saturday morning waffles.

Henry was caught off guard with the screaming excitement of Elsa and kids when Push It by Salt n Peppa came on. He couldn't help but smile at how free and in the moment she was. He laughed loudly and shook his head, when Elsa started shimming her shoulders and shaking her head. Strands of her hair were coming out of her loose ponytail, her eyes were closed and she smiled bright. it tugged his heart when he saw her in these joyful moments. The kids fed off of her energy, 5 yr Isa was mimicking her mothers rhythmic movements. He was surprised and impressed that even 12 year old Marco was dancing.

Elsa danced hopped her way over to Henry and made a big show of of using her air lasso to pull him to her. Henry let out the biggest laugh at her silliness. He shook his head but rose to his feet and rolled his shoulders along with the music. He hadnt felt this carefree in long time. He was loving it.

**"Alright, alright niños, its time to get ready for bed." Elsa called out as she shut off the speakers.

His favorite chorus of "But mom" started.

Elsa laughed and shook her head.

"Sorry guys tomorrow is another day, go get ready for bed I'll clean up."

The kids grumbled as usual but listened anyway.

Henry sighed, this only meant he had to leave soon. He already missed them. He thought about Elsa a lot, envisioning waking up to her morning kisses before the hustle and bustle of getting the kids up for school. He could see himself teaching the kids rugby, proper soccer and maybe taking them camping. He wouldn't mind a few princess dress up parties or helping Isa sell all her troops girl scout cookies either.

At first when he meet the new single gym member he tried to be completely charming, hoping to ask her out. But a little self doubt crept up on him and he lost his nerve. Later he heard through the gym grapevine that Elsa wasn't ready to date. That stung a bit, he definitely felt a spark when they talked. Then he learned that she was divorced with two kids and that threw him for a loop. He wondered if he was responsible enough to date a parent. Dates would require extra planning so anything spontaneous might be out of the question. He supposed it was for the best. If they had started dating and it became serious how could he leave her and her kids for months at a time. She would need someone more present right? He couldn't do that to them, so he kept his feelings towards her to himself. And hoped she wouldn't catch him staring. Instead he settled for friendship and greedily accepted an open invitation to her house anytime.

Henry started moving furniture back and picking up pillows off the floor while Elsa swept up a bit.

"You don't have to help me clean up Henry."

"I really don't mind."

Elsa beamed and it made his heart beat a touch faster.

He was lingering a bit after saying his final goodbyes and wishing Isa a goodnight. Marco would always pound his fist and Isa would raise her arms so he could carry her into a big hug. Sometimes he'd make silly faces just to hear her cute little giggle.

***

Elsa felt her stomach in knots, she felt hot, sweaty and completely nervous. Last time she walked Henry out she gave him small peck on his cheek. She hugged him like always but he smelled so delicious and when hugged her a little tighter she just went for it. She was definitely sure he thought it was just a friendly peck. There was no way he'd be interested in someone like her, right? But oh god did he make her swoon everytime he offered to throw the football around with Marco or when he'd set up a little tea party fort with Isa. He was completely sweet and patient with them. He didn't know how much it meant to her that her kids got to see a how caring and understanding a man could be. Marco really looked up to him, always eagerly taking in any advice Henry gave him.

For almost a year they've known Henry and her feelings for him seemed to triple each time he was around. He always offered a sympathetic ear and encouraging words. He was so tender sometimes it felt like her heart was going to split. He was such a goofball and she was sure that not everyone knew that side of him.

The kids had already rushed off to bed and that left both of them standing around awkwardly.

"Walk me out?"

"Of course."

She lead him down the narrow hallway to the front door. Elsa opened the door and as Henry passed in front of her he playfully nudged her shoulder.

"Everything okay Elsa?"

"Oh, um yes. I'm just tired."

"Are you sure, do you need anything," his voice a little more serious.

"Hmmmm, maybe next time you can bring Kal? I'd love some fluffy cuddles."

"Ugh, Kal gets all the attention!"

"Oh stop it, you know we love you too!" Elsa laughed.

Henry laughed along but he felt giddy about her saying "love" even though it was in friendship kinda way.

"Come here," she said as she opened her arms.

And this was his favorite part of the night.

This time he leaned down wrapping his arms around her waist and she quickly wrapped hers around his neck. She whispered in his ear, "thanks for coming over" and he squeezed her tighter hoping for a repeat of last week. He felt her turn her face and gently kiss his cheek again. His body felt like it was vibrating and he swore he could feel her heart beating out if her chest. Henry pulled away slightly to look at her, he smiled a her blushing face. He saw her eyes glance down at something, his lips maybe? She bit the corner of her lips and slowly pulled him back down to her. Henry then felt her soft lips kiss his once then twice and finally he kissed her back. Her lips parted and he hungrily kissed her, he hoped she could somehow feel how he felt about her. Elsa moaned into his mouth and Henry gripped her hips. She pulled back breathlessly, her chest rapidly heaving. Henry felt a jolt of sensations, his body feeling cold and hot with a flush around his ears.

Elsa was in some kind of euphoric state and suddenly she felt freezing wave of embarrassment rush over her. She quickly pulled away, stuttering an apology.

"I, I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to, mean to...I'm really sorry Henry." " You should probably go," she whispered.

Henry was completely confused as to what was happening now. Did she regret kissing him? She wasn't even looking at him.

"Elsa, can we talk about this for a minute."

"Mommy?"

They both turned to see Isa rubbing her eyes walking towards them.

"Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'll call you" she whispered.

"Mommy, come read to me please."

Elsa quickly scooped up Isa and turned back to Henry pleading him with her eyes.

He wanted to stay, he wanted to tell her he'd wait outside if she wanted, so they talk tonight.

"Please Henry."

The looked she gave him broke his heart, her eyes were starting to well up her nose getting a little pink.

"Okay. Tomorrow?"

She nodded, feeling relieved.

He closed the gap between them and hugged them both.

"Goodnight princess."

"Nite Henry."

He kissed Elsa's cheek and walked out the door.

*** FYI DDR is still awesome and so is Salt n Peppa. Push it, push it real good🎶🎶🎤🎶🎶

#henry cavill fic #henry cavill #henry cavill fluff

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elasianstar · 7 years ago

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R #7 Bump (Slightly NSFW)

The boys were heading off for patrol without Raph tonight. he pissed off Leo again, shirking orders and almost getting the four spotted, so he's benched. Master splinter would be in the meditation room all night with explicit orders not to disturb him.

So since Raph was in trouble I spent the night in Donnie’s lab, working on four specialized batches of masking serum. I had my music up a little loud, allowing myself to get lost in the sound of the guitar, hips swaying to the beat as I made the calculations and measured out the exact weights of each reactant needed. Stewing some to extract oils, grinding others between mortar and pestle before adding each batch to the still Don had leant me. The resulting bottles of grayish fluid would need much more refining but they were a positive step in the right direction.

“You know I can feel you watching me.”

His voice was low and careful from where he had been watching from the lab door.

“Can't a guy watch his girl work?”

Corking the second vial of potion I turned to lean back against the lab bench, goggles perched low on my nose so i could look over them.

“Not when said guy is in time out and is supposed to be practicing his kata as punishment.”

“Awww come on Myōjō, ya know good and well Leo’s just power trippin.”

“Don't you Myojo me Raphael, I agree with Leo, your stealth could use some major improvement. Especially when you get riled up.”

“I can't believe you're taking his side on this!.......Fuckin fearless leader boy…..doesn't know teamwork if it slapped him upside the damn head….”

I reached up and grabbed his jaw turning his face toward mine as I held my ground, his hand, raised by instinct, stilled mid air.

“I never said I was taking his side, merely that I agreed that you needed work. I don't think making you mindlessly go through your Kata is the way to do it, but Leo is the leader. In order to make a functional team you sometimes need to just grin and bear it, no matter how much you may disagree.”

He sighed, shaking his head out of my grip and running his hand over his bandana before looking down at me through the corner of his eye.

“Why do ya always gotta be the sane logical one?”

I hooked my arm around his leading him to sit in Donnie’s skateboard chair.

“Because somebody's gotta drag your scaly ass back down to earth. Get you thinking rationally again. Now you can take a short break and watch me work if you really want, but when Leo and the others get back you'd better be back in the Dojo or it'll be another useless fight.”

“Yes ma'am.”

I smirked over my shoulder at him as I started up the still for the next batch.

“Damn straight mister.”

…

“Alright, I've got the stock solutions made and they should keep in this form. Now I just have to separate the solution into a carrier oil over the course of a few weeks and then further refine it with the pollen of ghost orchids until it turns periwinkle blue.”

I felt his hand on my waist as he looked over my shoulder at the tangle of laboratory equipment.

“And that should turn us human?”

“No, there's nothing that will actually accomplish that feat. This will however cause you to appear as human for a number of hours per dose. If I got the calculations right, I'm not used to working with a quasi cold-blooded metabolism.”

“Ya know what? Ya can really put a friggin damper on things when ya go all Don on me. Scientists…”

He wrapped me up so I couldn't move for a few minutes, his chin resting on top of my head.

“Sorry Red. You know I don't care what you are right? I like you all big and scaly.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you're always so nice to cuddle, you stay cool and I really enjoy the textures of your skin and your shell. They're nice to run my hands over, if you'd let me I'd probably be happy just doing that for hours. I also like that you're so much bigger than me, I'm so used to being the one people look to that it's nice to feel like I can be held and cuddled and cooed over from time to time.”

I turned to face him, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck while he held my waist. My fingers found the knot of his bandanna and swiftly undid it so I could get a good look at his face.

“Your eyes, I've never seen such a wonderful shade of green, like sunlit peridot sprinkled with flakes of gold. You’re so expressive even when you're trying to hide behind that faux tough exterior. Your face is well balanced and pleasing to the artist in me. The smooth even planes of your nose and the soft gradient between the darker tones around your eyes and the lighter ones around your beak, I could draw you for years and never get tired of it. Your chubby cheeks and your strong jaw that give you a look of innocence, of goodness, despite your years and all you've seen. And your lips, they’re soft and plush and every time you kiss me it feels like i'm diving, terminal velocity, it takes my breath away and I never want to pull up.”

Before I could continue I felt those very lips press passionately against my own as wonderfully rough hands moved to smooth over my lower back and hold me tight to that perfectly large body of his. Lips parted without question as tongues danced around each other like flint and steel, lighting the fire between us to burn ever so brightly. When my hands smoothed over the scattered scales on his neck and shoulders I felt a shiver spark across both of our skin as his hands moved higher to caress the space right below my wings. Fingertips barely brushing the sensitive skin just a few inches higher…

I was expecting the fall, sweeping one of my legs behind his knees as I pressed against the smooth edges of his chest scutes. What I wasn't expecting was for him to stop kissing me, wrapping himself around me almost in entirety, protecting me, as he fell backwards into the chair.

What HE definitely wasn't expecting was for me to start kissing, hot and open mouthed across the exposed skin of his collar bones and up to the sensitive spot on his neck where the end of his slider marks met his pulse point. That deep rumbling Purr buzzing through his plastron too low to hear but definitely able to be felt as I pressed myself closer to him, straddling his waist as his hands took up their expedition across the valleys and plains of my own form. A happy little skene left my lips as his own nuzzled in to give my neck a similar treatment, hands running over the curve of my outer thighs as I pressed my chest close enough to feel the pounding of his heart behind his armored flesh.

My skin was so hot and his cool hide was like an oasis, quenching the fires his hands had started.

“Ah, Raphael, hmmmm, my angel, my perfect… ahhh!”

The feel of his teeth gently grazing over my pulse point mixed with the roughness with which he grasped my ass sent my head rolling back in pleasure, a shaky chirping sound overtaking the words on my lips as i pressed my hips down against his lower plastron. There was a bulging there, something pressing at the softer, more cartilaginous scutes just under the slope of his hips. When I gave it a testing grind he stilled almost immediately, eyes screwed shut as he fought to control his breath.

“Elasia, please d..don't do that. Not yet babe. Haaaah…”

Pulling my hips back I rolled to the side, tucking myself in the nook between his arm and his body as I sat sideways across his lap. I placed my hand carefully over his heart and we focused on calming breaths until he felt like he could open his eyes again. His lips pressed carefully against my forehead and his fingers matched the rhythm of my own gently running along the tendons of the inside of his forearm in calming, grounding motions.

“You ok Raph?”

I felt his breath huff against my hair.

“Yeah, I'm good........... sorry.”

I looked up at him through my hair where it had fallen across my forehead.

“Don't be sweetheart, it's totally fine if you aren't ready or if you feel uncomfortable to let me know. If you need me to back off I will, every time, without question.”

He just held me, focusing on breathing for a few minutes until I felt familiar souls approaching from the south tunnels.

“The guys are back, let's see if you can be stealthy enough to get back to the Dojo before Leo notices you weren't doing your kata.”

I turned back to my work, the only hint that he had even moved being the gentle touch of his fingers as they brushed across the edges of my hair.

#Tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #raphael tmnt #raphael x oc #Elasia OC

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pinktatertots99 · 7 years ago

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smoked blunts and steamed hot springs - nanbaka fic

rare pair sinny mentioned once and now i'll never be able to unthink about ever again.

synops: "so, y' think you can handle a night with us?" qi grinned playfully in response. "heh, with you two? a piece of cake."

"so what'dya say? you in?"

"e-eh?!" qi responded, his eyes widening as he situated a bit in the water.

once hearing about building 13's hot springs the chemist couldn't help but feel excitement over it. ah it was the perfect excuse to be lazy to him. and once he and the rest of his cell were invited he felt even more joyous then ever. although, they never thought they'd meet the past winners of said hot springs.

after a rather confusing first meeting of them mentioning how the girls springs were next door and little kids were aloud there, causing liang and upa to take to a different pool there, the three old men shared one and started talking. honestly it was nice for the chemist personally, finally talking with people in his age group.

...just thinking that made him wonder really how old he was but he quickly subsided it, finding this time better then moping about it. and then they were here, in this discussion.

"you sure?" he asked, scratching the side of his neck. "I'm not...imposing, am I?"

"course not." Fuji replied.

"we don't just let ANYONE in on OUR Friday nights." kusatsu continued. qi hummed in thought. it's been a while since he's done something like this, and it'd be a nice break from his mean of cellmates for a night. ah but he felt so out of the game for it, it's been a long time after all. though, this could help brush up his skills...

"I mean, you don't gotta." Fuji started. "just thought it'd be nice having someone new for once."

kusatsu raised a brow at him. "oh what? I'm not enough?"

"hmmmm, wellllll..." Fuji drawled out, snickering as kusatsu huffed at him. "I tease I tease. but really though if ya want another date-"

"actually," qi interrupted. "i'll take you up on the offer."

both men looked at him a bit shocked, looked back at eachother and then back at qi. smirks slowly etched on their features. "oh? do you now?"

"I think I do. it'd be nice for once. need a break from the kids and all."

"so, y' think you can handle a night with us?"

qi grinned playfully in response. "heh, with you two? a piece of cake."

"then it's a date!" Fuji exclaimed as the three shook hands on it. "see ya tomorrow tonight then."

the three men laughed as they left the hot springs entrance, empty bottles in hand and towels over their shoulders. waiting outside for liang and upa the three were lost in conversation when-

"OLD MAN QI-SAN! HELLO!"

qi winced as he looked to see nico run up to the three from the right side of the hall. he then heard the two snicker suddenly.

"old man qi-san?"

"suits you well."

"oh hush." he snapped back. "just wait till Friday. you'll be calling me champion qi-san then!"

"surely, surely." they dismissed as they went to leave. "see ya round nico."

"bye bye Fuji-san, kusatsu-san!"

'why am I the only one called old man?! their OLDER then me for peats sakes!' qi thought to himself as he was now left with the young teen.

"oh, yeah! what were you guys talking about?" nico asked, causing the other to stop his inner moping as he looked back at nico taken aback.

"a-ah that! well..." he paused, realizing now he had a chance. "actually, I need you to do something."

the younger cocked his head to the side curious.

"I'M BACK!" nico exclaimed as he entered the cell. the guys all gave a dismissive "welcome back" and waving lightly to him as they were occupied in their own activities. the younger then started to examine multiple parts of the cell. looking under the stacked futons, opening the bathroom cupboard, opening the closet. it started getting uno's attention.

"hey nico," he started. "what'ya looking for?"

"oh! earplugs!"

he raised a brow. "earplugs?"

"or headphones. anything that blocks out sound."

at this point rock and jyugo started paying attention to this conversation, similarly confused and curious over the otaku's intent for them.

"why?"

"uncle qi-san told me to find some for all of us."

now all three of his cellmates were curious. "so, he wants you to find earplugs because..." uno questioned, drawing it out to let the other finish the sentence.

"he said he's having a sleepover with Fuji-san and kusatsu-san tomorrow night and they'd get a bit loud and he didn't wanna bother us."

"woah woah wait wait wait wait wait WAIT! wait." uno suddenly replied. "he's having a sleepover, with THOSE TWO, Friday night?"

"yup!"

"and their going to get loud?"

"yeah!"

the blonde stared blankly at nico and then back to the other two. "DO ANY OF YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!"

"their...having a sleepover?" jyugo asked, gaining a tug on his one piece and forcibly shook by the gambler. "YOU IDIOT IT MEANS MORE THEN THAT!"

"how so?" rock asked.

"THINK about it. WHY would two old coots, too old for sleepovers, have one and then want US to wear earplugs because they'd get 'too loud'? WHY would they be loud in the first place?!"

"oh! maybe they'll have a pillow fight!"

uno hummed in response to nico. "mmm...I suppose but-"

"maybe they snore loudly?" jyugo implied.

"they can't be THAT loud-"

"or maybe their screaming about how three old guys are having a sleepover." rock commented rolling his eyes at the blonde.

"I suppose- wait HEY!" he realized sneering at the burly inmate. "ohho you and your classy mouth!" he then gestured to all three of them. "SERIOUSLY though you three can't think of ANY other reason for them being loud?!"

there was a shared silence the four had. "...okay, so I'm either the DIRTIEST minded guy here-"

"you are." jyugo confirmed.

"-OR you guys are just that stupid."

"most like- hey wait HEY!"

and with that the four dissolved into bickering amongst eachother until uno interrupted it. "HOLD IT!" he exclaimed to the others. "look ALL I'm saying is, what can three old dudes even DO for entertainment at night that doesn't involve booze or drugs?!"

"aaand MAHJONG! I win." qi exclaimed setting down his last tile and smirking pridefully at the two losers of the round. Fuji and kusatsu both looked at the winning shocked and surprised.

"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" Fuji yelled. "THIS IS THE THIRD GAME YOU'VE PLAYED!"

"YOU GOTTA BE CHEATING! THERE'S NO WAY!"

"hmmm I'm too loyal to cheat." he replied, giving off a teasing vibe. "or maybe you old coots are losing your mojo."

both overexageratingly gasped at him. "old coots." "how low of you to say."

"hey you were calling me old man qi-san earlier. this evens it out."

kusatsu pouted as Fuji started to clean up the board. "so, we turning in?" qi inquired starting to get up. "actually," he paused from moving as he looked back at the two who had an...intimidating kind of aura. "we've got ONE MORE bonus round for ya~." Fuji confirmed to him.

"think you can take it?~"

qi stared at the two before grinning and sitting back down. "heh, bring it~."

magenta colored eyes started to slowly open as qi groaned, rolling over to his side. he could only get so far though with the arm around his waste. the first thing he noticed gaining consciousness was the sound of a shower head that was then suddenly starting to die down a bit. he then noted the sound of a glass sliding door opening and closing and sopping wet footsteps.

"aw, he still down?" he heard Fuji ask softly.

"nah he's been moving around." kusatsu answered tugging him a bit around his waste. "he's up. just a lazy bones."

the chemist groaned to himself as he opened a sleepy magenta eye, that was cascaded a bit by a loose bang, up to see Fuji looking down at him with a towel around his waste.

"mornin'." he waved lightly at him. qi turned his face back into the pillow he was laying on grunting in response.

"heh, guess we played ya a little too hard huh?" Fuji asked chuckling to himself as kusatsu shook qi's frame more. "aw c'mon sleeping beauty. up and adams. or maybe a kiss'll wake ya up~."

" 't's too early." qi replied sleepily.

"breakfast call'll be in an hour though."

"exactly." qi replied, rolling onto his back and putting an arm over his eyes. "keeping me up for so long, just wanna sleep till lunch."

both men looked at eachother entertained by the chemist and chuckled to themselves a bit. "well either way there's still some hot water left for ya. though, only enough for one."

"guess we're sharing~." kusatsu chimed. qi quickly got up passing the both of them. "yeah, nah." he replied as he got into the shower.

"heh, guess your taking a cold one."

"I already feel like I'm having one right now."

"but seriously though I didn't get any morning cuddles." Fuji pouted sitting down on the futon. "guess I gotta steal some from you." he said leaning forward to kusatsu who then attempted to push him away. "nuh uh! I got em fair and square you can wait."

"oh please now you'll need the extra warmth for the cold shower YOUR getting."

.......

"so, what'dya say we make another time for this?"

qi looked over at the blue haired male sittong on the futon as he struggled getting his jumpsuit on.

"I mean, you don't gotta BUT we don't mind." he shrugged, leaning back a bit. "though, it is nice having a third party around. especially someone young~."

"young?" qi chuckled out. "ah man you really are trying to be persuasive."

"and is it working?~"

qi hummed to himself. "...perhaps."

Fuji grinned, holding his hand up to him. "then, we gotta deal?~"

qi leaned down a bit grasping and shaking his hand. "ya gotta deal." the chemist then felt a tug on his arm as he was brought down onto the other male who started holding him there. "great! I knew you couldn't say no to a deal like this. especially with how convincing it was~."

"yeah yeah keep flattering yourself." he muttered rolling over a bit in the other's lap. "so, we gonna work out a schedule or..."

Fuji shrugged. "it's whatever. we can always work something out later. course, you'll probably need a month to recover from last night-"

"a month? please now i'll be fine by next week."

Fuji looked down at him surprised and humored a bit. "seriously? your asking for a death sentence."

"hey I'm young remember? I can take it."

Fuji hummed in reply. honestly this is what he meant by having someone new into their night's. it was all the more interesting. "we'll plan it out." he replied.

"sure I leave for a few minutes and come back with you two acting all mushy." both looked up to see kusatsu playfully trying to act unamused as he dried his hair.

"hey guess what? we gotta new nightly player." Fuji confirmed gesturing to qi.

"seriously?! great!" kusatsu exclaimed. "hey, lets celebrate with-"

"breakfast's in five minutes 932 get dressed."

all three men looked to see hajime passing by, dragging along a whining chain of familiar inmates.

"booooo hajime. what'd we say about you waking us up so early?" uno whined as the rest of cell 13 was being dragged by a chain of handcuffs.

"dude they have elk meat sausages today! the earlier the better!" rock explained excitedly.

"oh! old man qi-san!" nico exclaimed stopping the chain suddenly to huddle to the cell window. the stop caused the other three to huddle towards it aswell curiously. "hi! how was the sleepover?!"

the chemist was caught completely off guard by the others presence. "a-ah...good good." he replied hesitantly. "I kicked their asses at mahjong last night."

"HEY!"

"NO OUTING!"

nico tilted his head. "mao-what?"

"it's some old timer's game right?" jyugo asked harshly, causing the three men to mope in their cell. uno meanwhile was examining the inside of the cell along with the three.

"hold on." he muttered out. "the closeness, the shower...that can only mean..." his eyes widened in realization as a harsh pull caused the four to leave the window.

"did you guys see that?!"

"see...what?" jyugo asked perplexed.

"you STILL don't get it?! I'm telling you all the evidence was there! those three were totally-"

"quit FUCKING around and move it!" hajime snapped at them suddenly, pulling the chain harder on the four and stopping any further conversation from there.

#nanbaka #fanfiction #Fuji x qi x kusatsu #the pink one speaks #i made this

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amoonmermaid · 7 years ago

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Girls night w/ DY || bC WhY nOt

this came up while i was putting a sheet mask on????

idk i’m weird

lEt’S geT tHis SHit DoNe

so basically you had no girl friends, since all your friends were nct OBVS since y’all were fetus y’know you all grew up together and shit like that

like Rosé was the only one she makes me so g a y

but smtms she’s like a dude

so she was like your girl/boy friend

she’s so cute

oNE day, you were on your first class of the day, and she just did poof and you were like ???? where’s ma dud????

and she texted you like 10 mins after you noticed she did poof lol

“i got sick srry ma gurl”

:((

“sick girls night???”

“nah, i don’t want you to get sick”

she’s so pure oml

aNd you were like aWWwW ilysm

but then wAiT what am i suposed to do tonight??? :((

and then you remembered you have like a bunch of lame boys locked in your basement

how come i forgot them :’))

like lit you had lunch w/ them????

what’s wrong with you my dude????

so you texted them

u: “HeLLooOooOO my beautiful dorks”

u: “girls night???”

ww: “nah”

ty: “no thx”

yt: “winwin said no, so no”

jh, jn, ti, tn, hc, mk: “naaaah”

dy: “sure, i’m bored af”

u: “:DDDD”

and then you texted doyoungie pv to tell him the details

nd he was like k i’ll get the snacks

he was pretty chill lol

even tho he had like a hUge crush on you OBVS

but u r dumb so u didn’t notice lmao

soOoO like at 8pm your door went kNockkKnOCk

nd ofc it was my lil bunny :’B nd he looked so cute in sweatpants and an oversized sweater and a beanie and like ugh

he’s soo cute ok????

when he entered your apartment he got the comfy and welcoming feeling everyone always had when they visited you

and he saw like the little fort you made with your blankets and stuff

“got something else planed rather than watching stupid romantic movies and eating until dawn?”

“spa”

and he was confused?? and kinda pissed?? bc he thought you wanted to get his nails done and stuff like that lmao

AnD ofc you saw his expression and went “my smol lil bean, i’m not that cruel, i would never waste my nail polish on u”

“wow meanie”

after getting all comfy and getting all your face masks and like beauty products, dy started to look for a movie on netfleeex

and he looked so focused searching the movie you wanted to watch

like his brows were almost touching eachother and his cheeks were puffed out

you were like wOw

“cute” you murmured under your breath

“hm? did you said smth?” he looked at you with the remote still on his hand and a confused look yet again

“dumb, i already saved it on my list” you took the control from his hand and moved away from him to hide the barely visible blush on your cheeks

now he was looking at you w heart eyes

like the way you always got away from anything that got you all flustered, he just found it really amusing and cute

and ofc he noticed you had smth for him

but he didn’t said anything bc he thought he would ruin it

but whatevs

when the movie started you were like “c’mere dumbface”

“what for?”

“face mask?”

“oh”

so he moved closer to you, cross legged in front of eachother

he was like :[ while you were looking for the right cream for his beautiful face

nd when you found it you went aHA! and immediately oppened the little that thing and pulled the hair tie from your wrist to remove the hair from his face

when his hair was out of sight almost lol you started rubbing the cream all over his face

squishing his cheek in the process and making weird expresions in front of him bc he was being extrmly quiet like wth my boi

he couldn’t contain the bubbly laughter

you were acting all dumb

just for him

yes

and both of you were laughing and then doyoung was making weird faces with you

like let’s be dumb together

“okokokok let me finish with your ugly face then we can continue with this dumb session”

“k weirdo”

and then it was silent again

small grins on eachother’s face

and doyoung was looking directly into your eyes

like so intensely but with such softness

wOW

and when you noticed you stopped and looked at him all confused

“what’s wrong?”

he didn’t said a thing, he just cupped your face in his hand and kissed your forehead

he let his lips linger there for a while before pulling away

and you were so kjfdkjncsdjlabkjvsjdjs whATSGOINGONOMG

and he was looking at you with the biggest grin he’d ever shown

like i kissed you whatcha gonna do abt it

/blushing mess

you pushed him away and pulled your hoodie up, pulling it under your chin so now your face was out of sight and your burning cheeks were safely covered

giggles filled your ears and just when you were about to run away and take a flight to russia, a pair of long arms wrapped around your waist and suddenly you were pressed against his chest

the fresh aroma of his cologne filled your lungs while his chest vibrated with shy laughter

“i’m sorry, i won’t do it again”

you were so ready to cry bc iT WAS SO SOFT OML

when he let you go he was like k you can continue w your work, make me look handsome pls

you lit punched his face

not a real punch

but his cheek was kinda red

and he was so??????? what tHE FUCK????

“i hate you”

he went all :(((

“kiss me again, but do it properly”

:))))))

once again he was cupping your face, caressing your cheekbones with his thumbs and looking into your eyes with the same softness as before

he kissed you with such tenderness and delicacy, his lips tasted like a mix of coffee and mint

the kiss was just perfect, it wasn’t intense, it was just perfect, slow and sweet

when y’all pulled away fInaLLY you turned into a giggling mess

he moved his hands down to your waist and pulled you even closer, nuzzling his nose in your hair with the soFTES smile ever

you were squished against his chest again, taking in his scent

“you are mine now”

“i’m fine with it”

after that, random movies played on the tv but none of you were paying attention to it

y’all were busy cuddling and being mushy against the sofa, with a blanket spread over your legs and some pillows surrounding you

and that how y’all ended up snuggled next to eachother and dead-asleep

and the next morning Rosé came into your ap and was like “wASsUP Ma GuRl” all noisy and shit

nd when she saw like the trail of cheeto’s and m&m’s all the way to the living room she was like hMmmM

so she followed it and she saw dy and you cuddled together on the floor and she was like i called it ofc

and she took tons of photos and send the to the rest of nct

before she left she wrote a note on a post it and sticked it on doyoung’s forehead

“u r d e a d if u hurt her CAPISCE ?”

a few hours later you both woke up and were all lost and dy saw the post it and went all :((( bc he would never hurt you :(((

but after burning the note or idk?? just throw it away?? he brought you closer to his chest and stayed like that for like a min or two before pulling away and pamper your face w kisses aww :’)

THE END

omg that’s kinda long lmao

#nct #nct127 #nct 127 #nct u #nctu #doyoung #kim doyoung #kim dongyoung #doyoung nct #nct scenario #nct scenarios #nct au #nct au scenarios #nct fluff #doyoung fluff #sm #smtown #sm family #sm rookies

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longestnight64448 · 7 years ago

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Songfic Blue Sweater *George Weasley X Reader*

Blue Sweater >>>> Poema

hmmmm...ahhh cinnamon, jackie clung to the sweater he left. she missed him so much, but she knew that he needed to get out of here. Him and his brother had big dreams and aspirations, and the means to watch it blow up.Jakie put the sweater on and looked in the mirrior, it felt so warm against her skin, but it looked like a dress on her. None the less it was the last thing she had left of her two best friends and the love of her life. That blue sweater with a bright yellow "G" on it.

It had been so long since she had heard his voice or see his face. And it's been murder here at hogwarts since they left. The little pink toad had made this place so dreary, and if she had to hear that hum one more time she would go crazy.Luckly there was only a two more weeks of this hell before shcool was out and she could see the twins at there shop, but it felt like 2oo years, and she couldn't stand it.

She watend so badly to write a letter in fact she had tried countless times but...

"Dear George,

i, jackie, your best friend of 9 years is and has been in love with you since we met"

...just didn't have much of a ring to it. she felt like it was something she really needed to tell him in person. but at the same time she was scared.Scared that he wouldn't feel the same, and she would feel more empty then the night they left. before she even she knew what was happening the tears rolled down her cheeks, and she cried herself to sleep cuddled up in that blue sweater.

The next two weeks were tormenting, not because of umbridge, cause for some reason she was gone that same night the golden trio left, but she was still contemplating weither or not to tell george, all the while never letting go of that sweater, she took it with her everwhere, she just couldn't bear to leave it.

Finally, school was out and she was on the train back to home, and back to george. She was hoping George would be at Kings Cross, cause after all ginny and ron were coming home too. but she was soon disappointed when they pulled into the station and Fred and George were no where to be seen.

Jackie met up with her parents, who were right next to the weasleys, they have been family friends since they moved right next door to eachother.

"OH Jackie" screamed Mrs. Weasley as she pulled me into a giant hug.

"hello mrs. weasley" jackie said as she couldn't hide the smile on her face, she always felt like part of the family when it came to the weasley's. They were like that if everyone she supposed.

"Well look at you, you've grown so much since the last time i saw you"

"Mrs. Weasley it's only been a few monthes"

"well you always look beautiful dear, i don't know why one of my boys hasn't fallen for you yet"

Jackie coughed nervously, which ginny did not miss, seeing as the 14 year old was the only one that Jackie told about her little crush.

"oh, jackie you should come see the twins new shop with us tomorrow" said ginny with a little smirk on her face, which cause a blush to sweep jackies face.

"oh, heavens, they couldn't just finish the school year like jackie here, but no they had to leave the place in shambles...to start a joke shop no less..."Mrs Weasley continued to ramble on about the poor choices of her sons

"i'd love to ginny"

"i think you oaught to tell him tomorrow"ginny whispered so only you could here

"thats what i was planning, i just don't know how to break it to him, gosh this would be so much easier if i didn't love him."

"last i heard this was just a little crush"

"well last time i didn't want to admit it to even myself"

"oh jakie" ginny said excitingly as she wrapped her arms around you

"i just know that you two will be perfect for eachother"

"well lets hope he thinks the same way"

"jackie we got to go" yelled your mother who was saying her good-byes to the mr and mrs weasley along with your dad.

"bye, see you tomorrow"

"tomorrow" ginny yelled back with a knowing smirk.

The next day Jackie was a mess, she didn't know what to wear, she had to look cute but not overboard, after all george thought they were still friends, oh what was she gonna do with her hair. 'ugh...george is never gonna like me like this' she thought.

Finally she was ready, she had her hair in a messy bun, but a braid to make it look a little done up but still casual. she wore her favortie black leggings and her favorite little blue dress, it was prettyb enough to be cute but since she wore this stuff all the time it would still look casual.

"mom i'm leaving" jackie said as she took the floo powder into her her hand and stepped into the fireplace.

"the burrow" she yelled as she was engoifed in a green flame.

she fell out into the living room of the burrow, and was immediatly engolfed into a hug by Mrs. Weasley

"oh, darling, ginny should be down in just a little, the boys are already there, but mr weasley and i are gonna stay here."

"i heard my name" yelled a voice from the top of the stairs and sure enough there was ginny weasley.

"ready?"

"ready"

and with that they appartided straight to the outside of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, ginny gave jackie a look before going inside to find the others. Jackie was frozen in awe at the colorfulness and welcoming feeling of the store, this was truly their dream. Jackie took her first step in, this place was booming with business. She saw the twins making their way around the store, fixing things, filling shelves, help costumers.

She couldn't help but watch him with a grin on her face. He still looked the same, if not better since the last time she saw him. He had the same crooked smile that made her heart leap. He gave a little boy one of their famous fireworks, the boy set it off and out flew a giant bird that scared some older lady thier with her son. Then he laughed....oh that laugh how it made her melt inside. He walked back to the cash register. It was now or never, Jackie thought as she made her way towards him, when she came abrumptly to a stop. There she was. No Jackie didn't know this girl, but from the looks of it george did, very well. He gave he a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before disappearing into the back room.

Jakie booked it for the door, and Ginny was right behind her seeing the same thing as jackie had.

Jackie found the nearest bench and fell down bursting into tears.

"oh jackie, i had no clue, i'm soo sorry"

"its ok, i should have known that he just thought of me as a friend, i was stupid to think that he liked me like i liked him"suddenly she felt a burst of confidence, she grabbed the sweater in her hand and marched into the store. she didn't see him anywhere inside so she walked into the back.

"you can't go back there" said the girl from before, you saw that she was wearing work robes, just great she worked with him too.

"don't worry, i'm friends with the twins"jackie said snidly before continuing with her mission. and there she was him, in the corner looking at a picture.

the floor creaked and George looked up.

"jackie" said george staring in awe for a few minutes before pulling her into a hug. She smelt cinnamon, and she almost gave in before she remebered what she was doing, she clutched the sweater and pulled out of george's grasp.

"here" she said offering it to him with a small sad smile. at first he wouldn't take it, and the hurt in his eyes was hard to miss. so she put it on the chair he was just sitting in before walking out that door. George tried to stop her but as soon as she was outside that store she appartided home.

that night she crieds herself to sleep harder then any night at hogwarts after they left. What she didn't know was that George was crying himself. He clutched onto that sweater. He thought back to the night he had givin it to her.

they were walking together out on the grounds past curfew which was nothing new for these two, but umbridge sure was making it harder for these two. Tonight was the night before Fred and George were gonna leave this aweful place forever. But there was one thing George still had to do. Tonight was gonna be the night he confessed his feelings for jackie, he was just hoping that she would feel the same.

"jackie...there is somthing i have to....are you cold" he stops seeing as she is shivering. George takes off his home knit sweater from his mother and throughs it on her."here"

Jackie puts it on and blushes.

"Jackie there is somthing i've been meaning to tell you"

"Go on" an odvious smile streches across her beautiful face.

"i...well-i..."

"hmmm hmmm" came that annoying hum

"what do we have here, two students out of there beds, past curfew no less,oh dear boys and girls do not belong conversing outdoors this late alone, what sinful heathens, off, back to your common rooms, now"

George and Jackie made it back to the common room safely.

"so goerge what did you want to say"

"i...the thing is...i kinda think...that i...well...oh i'll just say it...i lov..."george rambled but looked down when weight hit is cheast. There was Jackie, she had fallen asleep on his cheast" i love you" he whispered before levitating her to her own bed.

Why had he been such a coward, why did it have to be like this, what did he do wrong to make her feel like this.he kept contemplating these things while drifting off to sleep himself.

the next morning he was determined to get his feelings out. he went down to the loft where him and fred stayed to find fred and melissa making out on the couch, melissa was one of their employees and freds latest girl, actually she has lasted pretty long and was starting to become like family.

"hey fred, do you think i can get today off"

"finally gonna tell jackie how you feel bro?"

"jackie, was she the girl who came into the store yesturday"

"yeah"

"oh, now i feel bad, i gave her crap for trying to go back there"

"it's ok, i just need to work somethings out with her"

"sure bro, you can take the day off, but remember this...you owe me"

"k, whatever"

And with that George "popped" to the burrow

"oh george your here, sit, we are just having breakfast"

"no it's gine mom, i was actually just stopping bye so i could go talk to jackie next door"

"oh of coarse dear"

and with that george made his way over to the Ritter's House next door

"oh dear, it seems my little georgy has finally come to his sense" sniffled mrs. weasley as she watched him leave

It took George a few minutes to get to their house, seeing as there was a giant open field between both houses. he rung the doorbell hoping jackie would answer, he wanted to get this over with fast.but to his dismay Mrs Ritter opened the door.

"hello mrs ritters i was wondering if i could possibly speak with jackie"

"oh please george, your practically family please call me Shannon"

"alright, Shannon, i was wondering if i could speak with jackie, it's kinda important."

"oh coarse George, she is up in her room, i don't think she is awake yet"

Jackie sat by her windowsil, wondering if this pain would stop, when she heard a soft knock on her door. she didn't answer, she didn't really want to talk to anyone right now. but it seemed the person had other plans as the storm through the door, but stop in the middle of the room. There stood George Weasley, the George Weasley, the boy she was crying her eyes out for right now. She got ready to turn away not wanting to have George see her like this, but the look in his eye made her stop.

For a while the room was silent, neither of them speaking just boring into one another's eyes. Jackie looked ready to speak, but george beat her to the punch and pulled her into the most passionate kiss she has ever had. pulling apart she is stunned.

"now jackie before you say anything there is something i have to tell you...i love you, i have loved you since the moment i met you and i don't think i'll ever be able to stop, if you don't feel the same way say something....."george paused but after a while realizing she was not planning on inturpting him he continued "...but if you do feel the same way about me i need to know"

and with that jackie flings into george's arms and goes in for another kiss. but mid kiss she remembers something and pulls away.

"what about your girlfriend George"

"what, i don't have a girlfriend, at least not yet."

"but what about that girl who works with you?"jackie asks ignoring the last part of his sentance.

"melissa, oh she's not my girlfriend...."

"don't give me that i saw you kiss her cheek"

"yeah, thats because she is like a sister, fred's been going out with her since before we even left hogwarts"

"then how come i've never met her"

"oh she doesn't go to hogwarts, she lives here, she is the one who sold us the loft for the shop."

"oh,"

"sooo...jackie, now that that is set aside...will you go out with me"

"yes" jackie jumped into his arms for a excited hug, and thats when she smelt it...cinnamon.

#songfic #harry potter x reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter imagine #george weasley x reader #george weasley imagine #fanfics

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lordzuuko · 8 years ago

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Heyyo! Sooo about the voltron family.... Do I just send in a prompt? If so then this is my prompt if you wanna do it: Shiro having to take care of the whole family on a weekday because they're all sick with fever and flu except for Shiro. FLUFF would be nice! Thank you! I absolutely adore and LOVE this series!!! 💞💞💜💜❤❤

[The Voltron Family] It first started with Hunk, he caught a fever and flu. So obviously, Keith would take care of his baby boy. Lance and Pidge would comfort their brother that caused them to get sick too. Then by the end of Sunday night, Keith started coughing.

Shiro: *wraps his arms around Keith’s tummy* You okay?Keith: *nods* *unwraps Shiro’s arms* I better go get a mask though. Don’t wanna infect you too. Shiro: No cuddles tonight then?Keith: No can do, Champion. *frowns* You’ll live. *chuckles* *gets up* This will be gone by tomorrow.Shiro: Better take meds though, just to be sure. *gets up*

The following morning, when Shiro woke up, Keith was sweating and his temperature was so high. He checked on the kids and they were all still sick. He sighed and called the hospital that he’d be taking a leave because of a family emergency.

Keith: *wakes up at the sound of his alarm* Shiro: Good morning, sunshine. *leans down to give Keith a kiss on the cheek* You’re staying home today, sweetheart. You’re sick. *frowns*Keith: Wha— *coughs* I’m not *coughs* *glares at Shiro* *rolls his eyes* Yeah, yeah, Okay. I’m sick. *buries his face into the pillow* This *coughs* sucks.Shiro: *chuckles* *runs his finger through Keith’s hair* Keith: *hums* *voice is muffled by the pillow* Hmmmm, that feels nice. *suddenly remembers* *jolts up* Shiro! The kids!Shiro: I checked the kiddos a while ago. Still sleeping. No way are they going to school today.Keith: *nods* Okay, good. *coughs* And you better get to work now.Shiro: *shakes head* I’m taking a leave today. There’s no one to take care of you and the little gremlins.Keith: Stop calling my children gremlins. *frowns* *coughs*Shiro: *smiles fondly* They’re my children too.Keith: Call them your little flowers. *smirks*Shiro: Okay. That’s it. You’re really sick, Keith. Go back to sleep. *chuckles*

Shiro went down to prepare them all some English Breakfast. Keith offered to help but he could barely stand up so he didn’t put up much of a fight when Shiro told him to just rest and leave everything to him. As soon as he was done, he went to check on the kids again and Hunk was already up.

Shiro: *enters Hunk’s room* Good Morning, little pet. Time for breakfast.Hunk: Good morning, Daddy Shiro. *blinks repeatedly to get rid of the sleepiness* *gets out of bed and tugs Shiro’s hand* Shiro: *smiles and leans down to give Hunk a morning kiss* Let’s go get Lance and Pidge. *squeezes Hunk’s hand and they go to Lance’s room*Lance: *snoring*Shiro: *chuckles* *caresses Lance’s leg to wake him up since it always does the trick* C’mon, Captain. Time to wake up.Lance: *groans* Nooooooooo. *rolls around the bed* I’m sick. I’m gonna die.Shiro: I know, but you need breakfast. C’mon, you can die later.Lance: *groans* *sits up and joins his Daddy Shiro and Hunk*Shiro: *enters Pidge’s room* Baby girl? You up? *leans down to kiss Pidge* C’mon, wakey wakey. Daddy made some English Breakfast. Pidge: *suddenly wakes up* English Breakfast?! Shiro: *chuckles* Yeah and it’s getting cold. *carries Pidge into his arms*

They all made their way to the master bedroom to wake Keith up. Then they all settled down in the breakfast table to eat. After they were done, they all lined up (including Keith) as Shiro handed them new masks for the day.

Shiro: Be good today boys *looks down at Pidge* and girl. Don’t exert so much energy today and just rest up. I’ll check up on each of you later when you need to take your hourly meds. Alright?Hunk, Lance and Pidge: *salutes* Okay, Doctor Takashi. *leaves to go back to their rooms*Keith: *raises an eyebrow at Shiro* You’re enjoying playing doctor don’t you?Shiro: I did not die 500 times in med school to play doctor, Mr. Shirogane. *looks so bloody offended* And you are a patient, so you need to go back to bed and stay there.Keith: *smirks* Fine, Doctor Takashi.Shiro: *flushes* Why is it so weird and so different when you say it? Stop teasing me. *pouts*Keith: *laughs*

Shiro washed the dishes and did the laundry. Even cleaned the house while he was at it. His phone alarmed and he checked on the kids to tell them to drink their meds, they were all surprisingly hanging out in Hunk’s room, all cuddled up. Shiro cooed at how adorable they were.

Shiro: You kiddos need anything? Anything? At all? *looks at Hunk*Hunk: Can I request for melon milk?Shiro: I’ll get on that, sweetie. *smiles and then looks at Pidge*Pidge: Maybe cookies?Shiro: I’ll check if there are cookies left from your Daddy Keith’s batch. *ponders* *looks at Lance*Lance: Can I get a car?Shiro: No.

The last one was Keith and Keith was just there lying on the bed, trying to fight sleepiness, looking so bored while playing on his phone. Shiro shook his head fondly and knocked on the opened door to get his husband’s attention.

Shiro: Anything you need, sweetpea?Keith: I need your body. *monotone*Shiro: *snorts* *stifles a laugh* Maybe when you’re better.Keith: Dammit. Worth a shot. *unceremoniously drops his phone on the bed* I’m so bored. You won’t let me do anything. Shiro: *laughs* Maybe I’ll let you sort the laundry.Keith: *coughs* Oh no. I’m so sick. I… *coughs* can’t.Shiro: *playfully kicks Keith’s legs* You ass.

#paleesky #ask #sheith #the voltron family

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