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Car video with Matt Sturniolo - Fluff! (request)
Matt Sturniolo x reader!
Word count: 1.1K
Warnings: swearing, a little kissing
A/N: This one got away from me and I had to reign it back in because it's not supposed to be smutty lmaooo But here it is!
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It’s close to midnight as Matt parks the van in a random spot at the favorite lot. The two of you got fries, chicken nuggets with sweet n’ sour sauce (mostly for him), and a large milkshake to share. You plan to do a car video to post on his individual channel.
You have no idea what you were going to talk about. Matt had fans submit their own questions for you two to answer.
After setting up the camera, which included Matt going out to check it, you start recording and picking at the food.
Matt starts the video off. "Hey everyone, (y/n) and I are here. Uhm... basically we're going to do our own car video without Nick and Chris. We don't really have a topic, but you guys submitted questions on instagram. Babe, have anything to start us off?"
Now, he looks at you as you’re mid fry. You chew quickly as possible, wiping your hands on a napkin, as he giggles under his breath.
"Thanks for the warning," you remark with a laugh. "Uhm, not really... I'm just here for the vibes."
"For the vibes?" Matt crooks a brow and looks you up and down. Then he takes a nugget and dips in the sauce.
You roll your eyes. "Don't yuck my yum."
Matt stuffs the nugget in his mouth. "Okay, Chris."
All you do is flip him off and take a sip of the milkshake.
"Just ask the questions."
"Okay, okay." He laughs as he readjusts in his seat after grabbing his phone. It's quiet for a couple minutes while he gathers them. "Oh, let's start with this one. What's our favorite thing about each other?"
"Well-"
"Oh, quick disclaimer, sorry babe." Matt shoots you a nervous smile. "I will edit screenshots of the questions onto the screen so you can see who they're from. And uh.. if you'd like to get featured in videos, follow us on instagram to see the next time I ask for questions. I'll put the @s on the screen and in the description below."
You slowly chew on your straw after taking another sip, patiently waiting for him to be done. It's already been fifteen minutes and you are almost positive Matt forgot the extra battery pack. Granted, you could've asked Nick where it was and brought it; too late.
"Okay, what were you going to say?" Matt prompts.
You think about making another snarky remark in how it'd been so long since he asked the question that you don't remember it.
Tapping the straw on your pursed lips, you pretend to think. "Well... I have many favorite things so it's an unfair question."
Matt lightly rolls his eyes. "Look, I know you love everything about me, but what's your favorite?"
"Oh, everything?" You laugh. "You think so highly of yourself, don't you, Matty B? Let's go the different route then." You look directly into the camera. "Guys, this kid will not accept anything sort of unorganized or clean. Not for more than five minutes if he can help it."
Matt's jaw drops and he snatches the cup out of your hand. "Your least favorite thing is how organized I am?"
"Yeah, live a little! You won't die if there's like a wrapper or two on your desk, or if the toothbrush isn't in the holder."
"You are an absolute monster, (y/n)!" Matt cracks. He points between you and the camera. "Don't believe a single word she says. She leaves more than a wrapper or two, and her skincare is all over my bathroom counter after she does her morning routine."
You shrug. "I don't see a problem with that, and I don't think the fans will either."
"Guys, leave a comment if you're more like me or (y/n)." He barely scoffs under his breath, eating another fry. "You're lucky you have other amazing qualities that I overlook the messiness."
Now, you couldn't help blushing. “Such as?”
Matt shakes his head, a smile spreading on his lips. “You’re understanding about a lot going on, you know, like the channels, life, and stuff. So it’s easy to talk to you about it, like if I’m ever anxious or something.”
“Top fucking notch quality right there,” you say. “Anything else? I love the praise.”
“I thought this was reserved for in private, babe.”
Your eyes go wide and you almost spit out the fry you just put in your mouth. “Matthew! Stop!”
Matt giggles under his breath. “Sorry. Uhm… You can rock a men’s polo and make the best playlists for me… Obviously you have such a vibrant personality.”
“That I do.” You nod in agreement. You reach out to brush back some of his hair, causing some pinkness to rouge on his cheeks. “I love how cautious you are about decisions, keeps me from letting impulsive thoughts win.”
“Which is a lot,” he shoots a look at the camera.
You can only roll your eyes in response. “Anyway… You’re the most caring person I know that will drop anything to help someone you love. The only time you won’t ask a lot of questions… Oh! You’re actually the best big spoon ever.”
He bites his bottom lip, failing to hold back a cheesy grin. “Really, babe?”
“Absolutely.”
You close the space between you, and Matt instinctively rests his hand in the crook of your neck. You crawl over the center console onto his lap when you realize it wouldn’t be just a few kisses.
Time gets away and you sort of forget that you are filming. Your hands roam each other’s bodies over and under clothes. Both of you leave butterfly kisses on the other’s neck.
The lights in the van suddenly dim away.
“Shit. Fuck,” Matt says, his lips pink from yours and hair tousled more than usual. “I think the camera died.”
“And we technically only answered one question.” You bite your lip with a laugh.
He laughs with you, running a hand through his hair. He lays back and looks you in the eyes. “I should’ve known not to start with that question.”
“Should we try doing this again on a different night?”
Matt sighs heavily. “Probably… It would suck to scrap all the footage though.”
A smirk rises on your lips as you move back to the passenger seat. “You want to include clips of us making out?”
“Obviously no.” He rolls his eyes.
“Let’s just keep going then. Use my phone to record.”
Matt kisses the crook of your neck. “You’re the best, babe.”
You shoot him a look. “Be careful, Matthew.”
“Sorry, sorry.” He throws his hands up in defense. (He really wasn’t that sorry.)
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Can you pls write enha reaction when another member walks in when they're fucking their gf (hyung line) and making out (maknae line) 🙏🙏🙏
Heeseung:
You hadn't seen Heeseung in awhile so when he invited you over to "hang out", you were excited. But you also forgot he has a roommate. "Hey, Hyung I made some ram-" Jake froze, staring at the position you and his roommate were in, cheeks flushed red. He didn't even know you were here, and he usually knocks when you are in case Heeseung has you pinned down like he does right now. "Do you wanna watch or are you gonna close the door?.." Heeseung asks as Jake finally snaps out of his daze. "I'll leave it on the stove." He then slams the door, and you can hear his feet pad down the hall as he runs away, slapping Heeseung's chest afterwards. "Why would you say that to him?" You ask as he laughs, leaning down to kiss you. "He'll be fine.. Anyways, no need to be quiet now since he knows you're here."
Jay:
You had been pent up all day, Jay had made it his mission to tease you, knowing he wouldn't do anything while you guys were with the boys. Eventually you finally got back to the dorms, and Jay went to shower, of course asking you to join. You tried to keep quiet, but you hadn't realized Jay forgot to lock the door until Jungwon walked in. "Hey, Hyung I'm just gonna grab my toothb- holy shit my bad."
His eyes widened as he stared at you through the glass door, waving with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I didn't know you two were in here." He apologized, grabbing his toothbrush. "Get out!" Jay yelled as Jungwon sighed. "I'm not the dumbass who forgot to lock the door. And I hope you're using a condom Hyung." He teased as Jay groaned. "Jungwon get the fuck out!"
As soon as Jungwon leaves, you start laughing. "You yelling like that is kinda hot..."
Jake:
Jake had called you over pretty late because he missed you, but it eventually led to you guys making out and now he's between your legs, lapping at your cunt while his other hand reaches up to cover your mouth, keeping you quiet. The bedroom door opened quietly, and you immediately met eyes with Sunghoon, Jake's best friend. "Fuck.. My bad." He shielded his eyes as Jake pulled away from you, immediately throwing his blanket on you to cover you. "What the fuck, Sunghoon?"
"How was I supposed to know she was here!? I can't find my keys." He explained as Jake sighed. "It's 2am, why do you need your keys?" He asked as Sunghoon smirked. "You're not the only one trying to dick your girl down."
Sunghoon:
"Sunghoon s-slow down.." You were moaning, trying to muffle yourself with the pillow below you as Sunghoon fucked you from behind, but he wasn't listening because he was mad about you laughing with Jay earlier. "You heard the lady, slow down." You both glanced towards the door as Jay walked in, not even batting an eye at the two of you. "Could you leave? I'm kinda busy."
"I'm grabbing my bag you took. Plus, who fucks at 3pm? You hornball." Sunghoon throws a pillow straight at Jay's head at the remark, making you chuckle. "It doesn't matter what time it is, and unless you wanna finish fucking her for me, get the hell out of my room."
As soon as Jay left, he leaned down towards your ear, pulling your hair. "You fucking slut.. You might be all smiles with Jay, but remember who's dick you're stuffed with."
Sunoo:
"Sunoo that tickles.." You giggled, pulling away from him as you pressed your lips against his once more, cupping his cheeks. "Woah.. Sunoo I didn't know you did these kinda things." Heeseung walked in, laughing as you pulled away from Sunoo, hiding your face against his shoulder. "Hyung.. You said you were gonna be out all day.." He relaliated as Heeseung sighed. "I left my wallet in my room. I'm just gonna grab it and be on my way." He reassures before disappearing down the hallway. Sunoo slides his hands under your shirt, littering kisses on your neck and shoulder. "When he leaves we can move to my room that way we won't get interrupted again."
Jungwon:
"Shh... You're gonna get us caught.." Jungwon whispered as he continued to kiss down your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist. "We're in the living room and you think no one is gonna catch us?.." You whispered, squealing when the lights turned on. "Jungwon? Is that you, Hyung?.." Riki's voice sounds as Jungwon sighs, sitting up. "What's up?.." Jungwon asks as Riki raises an eye brow, now seeing you pent under Jungwon. "Ohh sorry. I didn't mean to kill your vibe. Whenever you're done, come get me so we can hang out. I wanted to do a new tiktok dance." He then turns the lights back off before leaving as you and Jungwon both chuckle. "Well, you heard him, let's finish up here.."
Riki:
You and Riki had been hanging out in his room all day, and he eventually started laying on top of you which led to something more. He was now sitting between your legs, his hands under your shirt, and his lips on yours. You usually never got this touchy during a makeout session, but it was too good to pass up. "Hey, Riki.. Can you call my phone I can't find i- woah."
Sunoo walked in, jaw dropped as Riki sighed, hiding his face against your neck. You laughed, playing with his hair as you glanced at Sunoo. "I think I saw it on the kitchen counter after we ate lunch check there." You said as Sunoo thanked you, turning to leave. "Oh, and if you're gonna go further, use protection." He teased as Riki sat up, throwing his pillow at Sunoo's head. "Fuck.." He groaned as you chuckled, kissing him again. "He's gonna tell everyone and they're gonna tease me forever." He mumbled as you shrugged. "Who cares, now where were we?.."
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Rumors- C.S
Synopsis: when a romantic trip to the mountains gets a little tense because of a dating rumor. Inspired by this song.
Word count: 2.3k
Disclaimer: showering together, lots of touching, doesn't have smut but I don't think it's completely sfw (tbh idk haha).
Notes: Hi, guys! This lil idea popped in my head and I couldn't help but write it hehe. Also, reader has curly hair cause I forgot to take my delulu pills in the morning haha if your hair isn't curly just pretend it's so you can enjoy the story (honestly doesn't actually change anything).



It's the end of January. Lunar New Year holiday. The weather is still cold, and there's nothing better than spending this time in a warm cabin in the middle of the snow with the love of your life. Soobin has wanted to ski in the snow for a while now, and being able to take you with him feels like a dream.
He walks through the soft snow, leaving footprints behind. It’s freezing, and even with warm clothes, he feels his muscles stiffening, his cheeks reddening, and the hairs on his body bristling. He quickens his pace toward the cabin he rented for you both to spend a few days in, kicking off his boots at lightning speed the moment he reaches the porch.
In an instant, he's inside the house. It's silent except for the soft hum of the heater in the background. He takes a deep breath, the warmth of the room soothing his lungs, and his body, rigid from the cold, finally relaxes. He removes his winter jacket and walks through the house, looking for you. The wooden floor creaks slightly under his steps.
As he approaches the shared bedroom, the distant sound of water hitting the porcelain shower floor grows louder. He grips the doorknob and hears your sweet voice humming Heaven on the other side. He smiles— you’re his biggest fan. So he opens the door slowly, the fruity scent of your shampoo filling the air. He inhales deeply, hoping to intoxicate himself with your scent. You don't notice when he steps inside the bathroom. He finds it amusing. So he simply crosses his arms and leans against the marble sink, watching you with curious eyes.
When you turn to grab your toothbrush from the sink and find Soobin standing there with a goofy grin, you jump, startled, "Ah! Damn it! You scared me! How long have you been there?" "Long enough to enjoy your little performance" "Ah… that was nothing...". He grins, "I think it was adorable". He heard you sing before, but his words still make you blush. Embarrassed, you look down at your feet and change the subject, "Why did you leave so early?" "I went to buy food" "Why? I could cook for us" "I know, and I love your cooking, but I wanted to surprise you since you always cook for me. But… well… I didn't have the courage to give you anything I made myself", you laugh, "So you bought it instead?" "Yeah, but it’s a surprise. Spoiler alert, it's something you really like", he says, his voice is low like a whisper. You smile, "You're adorable" "No, you are", he replies, a bit shyly.
You observe him— he looks so good in long sleeve shirts with his long hair cascading down his shoulders, "Hey, Binnie", your voice is soft, almost sensual, "Hum?" "You're cold. Come warm up", his lips part slightly in surprise, "How do you know I'm cold?". You giggle and point to your nose, right at the tip. He mimics your gesture, trying to understand what you mean, until a lightbulb pops above his head, "Ah! My nose is red, isn't it?". You nod, laughing, he's so cute.
But he's not just cute, you know that. You've been beneath his bare body before, feeling the heat of his skin, experiencing how his raw masculinity turns you inside out just to put you back together again. And you see it now as he undresses before your eyes— first, the black long sleeve shirt, revealing his lean torso, his defined abdomen, almost as if sculpted by a renaissance artist. Then, the black sweatpants, followed by his boxers, which hide the very cause of your ruin.
You step aside as he enters the shower. The two of you stand under the cascade of hot water amidst the steam, just looking at each other. He swallows hard. Soobin has seen you naked countless times, but every time feels like the first— he’s mesmerized by your curves, every inch of you. And then, his body panics. His throat tightens, his stomach flutters, and his heart skips beats. Nerves take over.
You’re too perfect.
You laugh because the water makes his bangs fall over his eyes, "What is it?" "Your bangs", he blinks, unable to see anything. Running his fingers through his hair, he pushes it back. You look at him as if he were the Monalisa, mesmerized, barely believing he’s real, "I like it when you wear your hair up" "Really?", he smirks, stepping closer, "I should wear it like this more often, then. Since you like it so much". This time, you swallow hard. His voice is lower, more sensual, and he’s so close you can feel the heat of his body even with the hot water pouring down both of you.
The atmosphere in the bathroom grows heavy, the tension between you is almost palpable, like if you don't touch each other soon, everything around you will explode. Slowly, your hands brush his shoulders, running downward on his abdomen, timidly exploring every part of him. Even though you know his body by heart, every new touch teaches you something new— a new sensitive spot, a new place that makes him shiver.
He watches you without blinking, your touch sending waves of electricity and oxytocin coursing through his veins. Then, he touches you too. His hands move from your back to your breasts, squeezing gently, fingers brushing your nipples in slow, circular motions. You shudder, your breathing grows heavier, so heavy he can hear it. Then, his hands settle on your waist, gripping firmly, pulling you even closer, your bare bodies pressing against each other, warmth flowing through your skin.
Slowly, he leans in, lowering his head, his lips brushing yours. He murmurs, a smirk on his face, "You know… I would’ve joined you even if I wasn’t cold". You smile against his lips, and then he claims them in a warm, slow, mindful kiss— tasting every inch of your mouth, sensual and deliberate. There’s nothing cute about the way he holds you in his arms at this moment.
Your heavy breath blends with his, your hands gripping the back of his neck to keep your legs from giving out under the overwhelming rush of dopamine flooding in your veins. You feel his heart pounding hard against yours, his hands now sliding from your waist to your ass, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure. You giggle. He pulls away, laughing with you before resting his forehead against yours.
He closes his eyes, inhaling deeply—your scent, your presence. You don’t need to take it further. Not every act of intimacy is defined by sex. Sometimes, a touch, a kiss, a single word is enough. Being close to him is enough for you.
After a few more minutes in the shower, you both decide to eat before his stomach growls loud enough to shake the mountains. He dries off and gets dressed quickly before his phone starts ringing:
‘Manager'
He frowns. He’s on vacation— with you. There’s no way they’re trying to burden him with work right now. He ignores it and turns his attention back to you, drying your hair with a towel, you look so beautiful in his oversized shirt. His phone buzzes again, he checks the screen:
'Manager'
“Shit", he mutters, "What is it, Binnie?” “My manager keeps calling me" "Then answer it", you say nonchalantly. He looks at you like you just said the most absurd thing in the world, "What?” “I’m on vacation with the love of my life. I’m not answering anything work related”. You laugh, he overreacts so easily, “Then just send him a text" “Why?” “So he knows you’re unavailable for the next 5 days”. He looks at his phone, then at you, “Well… only because you asked".
You smile, satisfied, and continue drying your hair. Soobin opens his messaging app, there's at least a hundred unread messages. His fault for keeping notifications off when he travels. He clicks on his manager’s chat— twenty messages asking him to call back. He exhales sharply.
Choi Soobin: ‘I’m unavailable for work matters. Please take that into consideration'
It takes less than a minute for a reply to pop up:
Manager: ‘Just look at this and tell me it’s not true'
He sends a link to a popular Korean gossip magazine, “What is this?”, Soobin mutters. His jaw drops as his eyes scan the headline:
‘TXT MEMBER CHOI SOOBIN RUMORED TO BE DATING ADULT FILM STAR'
Imediately, a lump forms in his throat. It’s almost funny how stupid it is, yet just the thought of you reading and believing it sends chills down his spine. He quickly replies to his manager.
Choi Soobin: 'Of course it is not! I don’t even know who this woman is'
Manager: 'Thank God. We’ll sort this out as soon as possible and make those responsible pay'
Choi Soobin: 'I don’t care about the money. Just make sure the truth is known'
Manager: 'I'll handle it'
Soobin locks his phone, his heart in his throat, and looks at you. You’re fixing your curls, first brushing through them to form ribbons, then scrunching them with your hands. He loves this little ritual of yours— the way you take care of yourself, the way you embrace yourself as you are.
He steps closer and hugs you from behind, burying his face in the curve of your neck and taking a deep breath. Your hair cream smells like watermelon, "I want to eat your hair". He looks at you through the mirror, your eyes meet and you know something is wrong, “What did he tell you? Do they already want to take you away from me?” “No. They don’t”.
He knows you trust him, and if he says it’s not true, you’ll believe him. But the people who spread dating rumors about idols are skilled at making nonexistent evidence look completely real. He fears you’ll find out— not because he lacks trust in you, but because he’s terrified of losing you. He can’t imagine a life without you. At the same time, he knows that if you go online, see the headline and realize he knew but didn’t tell you, then he’d really be at risk of losing you.
So he decides to ignore the tingling anxiety in his stomach and begins to speak. "Apparently, there’s a new dating rumor". You look away, stopping your hair routine. You swallow hard, not because you fear betrayal, but because you fear ruining his career. The thought of everything he worked so hard to build crumbling because of you is terrifying. "About… you and me?", you ask, your voice unsteady. Against your back, you feel his heart pounding like crazy, “N-no. It’s about me and an actress. A porn…”, he wants to tell you, but his voice falters. Still, you already know what he was going to say.
Your eyes widen and meet his in the mirror. Tears roll down Soobin’s face, "Y-you… you know it’s not true", he sobs, "Yn, I would never…”, he can’t speak anymore, fear grips every fiber of his being. You turn to face him but he drops to his knees, burying his face in your belly, soaking the hem of the shirt you’re wearing. You know it’s not true. The Choi Soobin you know would never do something like that. Even so, you let him have a moment to process the shock.
You run your fingers through his hair, holding him against you, "Hey, it’s okay," your voice is calm and sweet. He looks up at you, his face red, his eyes still teary, "Come here", you call him. He stands with your help, his body still trembling, "These people don’t even know you well enough to make a plausible rumor”, your voice carries a hint of amusement. He chuckles, though his voice is still hoarse, "I know". You wipe his tears, holding his face in your hands, "It’s okay. I know I’m the only one in your life" "Yes", he nods quickly, repeatedly, "The only one. Today and for the rest of my life". You smile, "I love you, Soobinnie" "I love you too, Yn. So much".
He seals the moment with a kiss. He tastes the salt of his own tears spilling from his eyes again. It breaks your heart to see what some people put him through. He pulls back slowly and wipes his face, "Don’t cry, baby. You are going to be okay" "As long as you’re by my side, I will. Please, stay with me for forever". He looks down and takes your hand, "Be my Mrs. Choi". This time, you are the one crying, but differently from soobin, your tears are out of happiness, "I can't imagine myself not being your Mrs. Choi". He smiles and presses a kiss to your hand— right where your ring will be.
At night, you both fulfill another dream: skiing together. You’re standing at the top of the mountain, the snow creating a white blanket covering everything below. You’re both terrified, "So… who’s going first?", you ask, trying to mask your nervousness, "I think the saying goes, ‘ladies first" "But the groom walks down the aisle first". Groom. Soobin is your fiancé now. It’s surreal to think about it, "BUT before being a groom, I’m a gentleman. So, I insist, you go first".
You roll your eyes and put on your ski goggles, "Fine. Pussy" "Hey! I’m not...". But you’re no longer listening. You’re already sliding down the mountain, skis on your feet. The wind rushes against your face, but the sensation is freeing, "YN! SLOW DOWN!", you hear Soobin shouting from behind, but you ignore him.
The speed is thrilling but you’re forced to stop when you see a child in your path. You brake, sliding until you fall into the snow like a sled. From a distance, Soobin sees you with your face buried in the snow and hurries over, worried, "Yn, Yn! Are you okay?". You hear the concern in his voice, but you’re laughing, "I’m fine! That was fun" "Thank God". He places a hand on his chest, relieved.
You take advantage of his lowered guard and pull him into the snow. You make snow angels together, laughing, enjoying each other’s company.
You know this man is yours.
And he knows you are his.
No rumor could ever make you both doubt that.
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Good Fences (Fluffuary #08)
FEB08: Love Letters
John’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He was staked out in the middle of the desert with the 141, keeping an eye on the Konni warehouse they were about to hit. His mind should have been on the mission, but all he could think about was his little lover waiting for him at home.
Feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket gave him an almost Pavlovian response. He knew it was her; he’d set the ringtone specifically so. His breath hitched in his chest, his heart raced, and his hand itched to reach into his pocket to check his notifications. The captain felt like an addict, but he didn’t care. He was hooked.
He sat down in the small alcove next to his gear and unlocked his cell. The red notification icon on his email taunted him. Before he opened the email, he checked over his shoulder to make sure no one would see the contents.
Dear John,
Just wanted to send you a message to let you know to expect three charges on your credit card. I paid your water bill, your gas bill, and I accidentally bought a movie on your Amazon Prime. I guess I forgot to log you out after our last movie night together. I have a whole week’s worth of movies for us to watch when you get back. Been keeping a list of the good ones.
I hope you’re doing well. I know you can’t always respond, but I miss you and I’m thinking about you all the time. It feels like you’re thinking about me, too, and I’m choosing to believe that it’s true. Stay safe.
Yours. xoxo
Over his shoulder, John felt Gaz’s eyes on his message, and he clicked the screen off before shoving the phone back in his pocket.
“Gettin’ updates from that neighbor girl, huh, Cap?” His sergeant quipped.
Ghost smiled from across the small enclosure,
“He’s been glued to that phone like he’s waitin’ on a call from the bloody queen herself.”
“Perhaps we should all mind our own business, then,” Price bristled.
“Did his lass send another message?” Johnny popped his head out of the doorway, talking around his toothbrush.
“Aye,” Ghost nodded, “But he’d like you not to notice, Sergeant.”
“Simon…” Price warned, hissing his name through his teeth.
“Oh, c’mon, Cap’n,” Soap begged, emerging from the room, “Show us her wee photo again. She looked so bonnie…”
Price rolled his eyes and took out his phone, opening his lock screen to show Soap his background photo. It was one she had taken of herself on her porch, showing off a new plant she’d “rescued” from the home goods store. She did indeed look quite fit, the captain thought to himself, gazing upon the photo with no small amount of longing.
“Jaysus,” Soap whistled, “We better rush through this fuckin’ op, boys. The captain has somewhere wayyyy more important to be.”
The young sergeant clapped his commander on the shoulder, ribbing him supportively, laughing a bit at Price’s obvious embarrassment.
John waited for all the nonsense to die down before opening his email to reply:
Hey love,
Shouldn’t be too long now. Thanks for taking care of things while I’m gone. Don’t worry about the Prime. Buy all the movies you like. In fact, you should get yourself something nice from me. It’d make me feel like I was there taking care of you.
I miss you so much, and you’re bloody fucking right about me thinking of you. It’s literally all I can do these days, and you’re always on my mind. Stay safe, pretty girl.
Yours. xxxx
John sent the message and fixed his eyes back on the warehouse. He stared into the battleground with a renewed purpose. The sergeant was right. He had much more important things waiting for him at home, and he was in a hurry to get back to her.
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cherry, eren jaeger
—synopsis. you have a little more fun at jean’s party that you thought you would
—chapter 4 ౨ৎ
𝜗𝜚content!: au-high school, ballet dancer, teenage romance, black reader, underaged drinking, drunken makeout sessions, high school party
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you yawned and stretched out your arms before rubbing a hand over your face.
a bad habit, you reached for your phone that was sitting on your nightstand. there was a text from eren - it was an address followed by the texts 'forgot to give you the address' 'you know for when you decide to come thru 😉' you found yourself smiling like a dork for some reason before texting him back, joking that you weren't going anywhere.
you clicked on lana's contact and face timed her. "hey" you said putting toothpaste on your toothbrush. "hey girl, what are you waking me up for" her voice was groggy. "are you going to that party tonight?" you asked her.
"yeah, i was actually gonna text you and ask if you wanted to come. who told you about it?" she asked you. "eren asked me to come" you told her and you could practically hear the smirk in her voice when she said "ohhh he definitely wants you. you should definitely come then" she continued "plus you've been like mad busy lately you need to come and get a little crazy"
maybe she was right, for the last month the only places you'd been were school, home, work, and dance. maybe you could use a break.
"fine i'll come. what are you gonna wear?" "that little black jean skirt i got from nando's in janurary. and maybe that cute little black shirt. you know, the ones that make my boobs look good" she told you. "oh, tryna look good in case connie's there?" you smirked. "oh shut up, but yeah of course he's gonna be there"
lana had a little crush on connie ever since junior year when they had to do a chemistry project together. you never really knew eren's group of friends but connie was always really touchy and flirty with lana, he was definitely into her too.
"anyways, ima go. i have a shift at one and my boss is gonna wring my neck if im late again." she sighed. "okay just remember to let me know when you're on your way, love you byeee" you blew a kiss to the camera and she did the same before hanging up.
you finished washing your face before going out into the living room to find your mom and enya on the couch watching bob's burgers. "hey sleepyhead, finally decide to join society?" your mom joked. "yup" you smiled, giving enya a kiss on the cheek to which she wiped off. "rude" you rolled your eyes.
you went to the kitchen to pop half a bagel in the toaster.
you went back into the living room to join them. "mommy.." you whined. "uh oh, what do you want?" she smirked. "can i go to a party tonight.." you smiled. she deadpanned "whose?"
"it's jean's party" you told her. "ugh the kiersten's kid? he's such a troublemaker" she scoffed. "i promise to stay out of trouble, come on you know me. plus lana's coming" you told her. you knew your mom trusted lana.
you spent five more minutes begging her to go, going in front of her to block the tv.
"ugh fine you can go. but, no alcohol, no drugs, and no boys" she pointed a stern finger at you. "yayyy thank you so much mama" you smiled, going to give her a hug.
"that's not fair i wanna go to parties" enya groaned. "you're 12, sit down" you scoffed.
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you got out of the shower and decided to keep it simple with your outfit. you put on a white tube top and a pair of denim shorts that ended a little under your butt. you wore a pair of white adidas on your feet and threw on your jacket while you waited for lana to text you that she was here.
once she was, you said bye to your mom and went out into her car. "wait, lil pregame first" she handed you a pink whitney shot bottle. "how are you just driving around with this in your car? you're not scared you're gonna get pulled over?" you scoffed. "it's fine, we'll just drive a bit and throw it in some random trash can"
"ready?" she asked you as you untwisted the cover. you cheered and tapped the bottom before shooting your head back and downing the liquor. "WOOOO, okay let's go! the party's at some random airbnb" she said, putting the address in her gps.
it was about a 20 minute drive there, twenty minutes spent singing along to lana's music.
when you got to the house, lana parked her car about a minute away and you walked your way up.
connie was on the porch talking to someone when he saw you two walk up. "hey girl!" connie smiled at lana bringing her in for a hug by the waist. "what's up" he nod his head at you and you put your hand up to wave.
the three of you walked inside, there were a lot more people there than you thought would be - you wondered how the party wasn't busted yet.
playing on the speakers was 'love scars', there were solo cups and beer bottles everywhere, people dancing, some guy shirtless on a table dancing, there was a game of beer pong going, and people just scattered around the house in general.
"wait what should i do with my jacket" you asked lana. "oh you can put it upstairs in the master bedroom, that's where we're putting all our shit. nobody else is allowed in there but i'll make an exception" connie told you. not wanting to let you go alone, lana asked connie to lead the way upstairs.
you put your jacket on the bed, looking at everyone's stuff you spot the jacket eren wore sitting on the arm chair. you wondered where he was, you may have even been a little excited to see him.
"aight let's get crazy" connie said, grabbing lana's hand and heading toward the door. you followed behind them before stopping when you saw eren coming up the stairs.
you saw the smile that graced his lips when his eyes landed on you. he was wearing a black shirt with a pair of black baggy jeans. his hair was tied back in his usual low bun and he smelled like cologne and a hint weed. his eyes were low and glossed over.
"hey" eren smiled , standing incredibly close to you. you could smell his cologne and a hint of weed on him, the combination was intoxicating "hi" you looked up at his eyes.
lana gave connie a look before leading him downstairs to leave you two alone. "i'm glad you made it" "yeah, i had to beg my mom to let me come, she doesn't trust jean"
eren blew air through his nose "nah i wouldn't trust him either" he watched you for a second. his eyes trailed over your body, admiring the way your top hugged you, and the shorts that showed off your slim dancer legs. you were somehow glowing, maybe it was something you were wearing. you smelled so good, like a mix of vanilla and strawberries. your hair was coily and down a little past your shoulders. your lips were outlined and glossy, god everything about you drew him in.
"you look good" he smiled, bottom lip between his teeth. "you do too" you sized him up, arms crossing.
"you wanna go get a drink or something?" he asked you. "sure, lead the way" you grinned.
he reached down to grab your hand, leading you downstairs. your heart beat a little bit faster, this is the most you've ever touched. you liked the feeling of your hand in his hand, it was a little bigger than yours and he had a ring on his middle finger. you watched the slight vein that peeked through under the watch on his wrist.
he reached both hands back behind him to lead you and weave through the crowd to the kitchen.
there were a few people in there, pouring shots and eating snacks. "what can i get you" he turned to look at you. "nothing too strong" was all you told him. he nod his head and grabbed a bottle of pink whitney "this more your speed?" he asked. "pink whitney does not fall under the category of 'nothing too strong'" you joked. "but sure" you said and he poured it in a shot glass.
he handed it to you and watched as you downed it in a few seconds. "you want another?" he asked you. "sure" you told him as he grabbed another shot glass for himself. "we'll do this one together" he poured the drink in the glasses.
he reached out for cheers as the two of you tapped the drinks on the table before shooting them back.
jean, connie, lana and armin joined you guys in the kitchen. they were currently passing around a blunt that jean had rolled. you noticed that eren was somehow even more touchy when he was high. you were sitting on one of the island stools while he sat next to you. his hand grazed your thigh, tracing random swirls over your skin with his fingers. he would rest his hand on the small of your back, stare you straight in the face while other people were talking.
as the night went on, you met with lana again before she dragged you into the crowd of people that were dancing in the living room. you wound up drinking more than you intended, solo cup on its second refill of tequila.
recently you've felt like you've been drowning in your day to day life. maybe tonight was a chance to drown in alcohol instead, letting it take over your body and let loose.
eren sat on the kitchen island with jean and watched from the kitchen counter for glimpses of you through the crowd. he watched how you whined your waist to the song playing. it was so interesting to see you like this, you're usually so laidback, he felt like he was seeing a new side of you.
he's watched you dance before, but this was different, your movements were more carefree, wild, and almost sensual.
somehow you made your way on the coffee table and the people around you began cheering as you danced. you were twisting your body and whirling your ass around. the crowd was now chanting your name.
as much as lana wanted to indulge in the fun, she knew if you sobered up and found out you did this, you'd be pissed at her for not stopping you.
she quickly ran over to eren "can you help me get y/n. she's on the coffee table dancing like crazy. can you come take her down? she's getting a little too drunk" lana told him. eren furrowed his eyebrows before nodding his head and following her.
he shoved through everyone to get to you, grabbing your legs and holding you in his arms by your thighs, taking you to the living room.
lana turned the kitchen stools around and eren sat you down on it. "how much did you even have to drink" eren chuckled. you giggled "not a lot-"
lana cut you off "way too much" you playfully shot your middle finger at her.
"alright so no more for you, time to sober up" eren rubbed the top of your head, grabbing the water he was drinking from earlier to hold it by your mouth.
"guess princess can get a little crazy too" jean laughed. "shut up" eren rolled his eyes. "you feeling okay?" he asked, bending his head to look at you. he put his hand on your shoulder and rubbed his thumb over your skin. "yeah i'm good" you smiled at him.
while you sobered up, eren and jean started a game of beer pong. you sat at the side of the table watching the game. soon - connie, lana, armin, mikasa, and marco joined the game.
right now it was connie vs armin and eren moved off to the side. you were watching them play until you looked up and saw eren staring back at you. he was leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
you weren't sure if it was the alcohol but his stare felt so intense. he didn't look away when your eyes met his, instead his lips twisted into a slight smirk that someone that wasn't staring right at him would've missed. you trained your gaze on his, waiting to see who would break first. the alcohol in your system was making you a lot bolder.
he smiled with teeth, placing his bottom lip between his lips. he nod his head towards the back door before slipping away from the group. you smiled as you watch him leave, getting the hint, but you decided to make him wait a minute or two.
you looked down at your phone to see a "you coming?" text from him. you tapped on lana's shoulder to tell her you'd be right back and she nod her head, telling you to be careful. you opened the door to the back patio - there were plants, a couch with a coffee table in front of it, and string lights decorating it. you were surprised no one was out here, it was so pretty.
it was a little cold but you braved it.
eren was sitting on the couch and smiled when he saw you come out. he had a joint in his hand and he was laid back in a manspread position. "you smoke?" you asked him. "nah, not often. you?" he took an inhale off it, blowing the smoke out through his mouth. "no, i never have" you admitted. "do you want to?" you nod your head "sure" and walked over to join him on the couch.
you sat next to him wrapping one leg under the other and leaning against the cushion.
eren moved closer and turned to face you put the blunt in front of you and instructed you on how to properly inhale it. "you ready?" his voice was low and his hand was held in front of your mouth, eyes not leaving yours. you nod your head and you wrapped your lips around it, trying to follow what he told you.
you felt the smoke go straight to the back of your throat and immediately coughed. you bent forward coughing as eren pat your back. you could hear him laughing though, "you okay?" he asked once you were done. "yeah" your voice was shaking. "wait lemme do it again" you reached for it. "are you sure" he chuckled. you nod your head and he gave it to you, throwing his arm around the back of the couch behind you.
once you were comfortable, you sat there for a while just talking and passing it to each other. you could feel yourself getting a little high, or at least what you thought it felt like. eren's arm that was around the couch was now blatantly on your shoulder, his thumb rubbing circles across it. the tension between you two could be cut with a knife, his low red eyes never leaving yours unless it was to look down at your lips.
you were now aware of how close you were sitting - your leg was laying against his, the other still underneath you, knee rubbing his thigh. his arm was basically around you and you were so close you could almost feel when he exhaled.
you weren't sure who leaned in first, all you knew was your lips were on his. he leaned over to put the blunt on the little tray in front of him. your lips pecked against each other until his hand behind you came to hold the side of your face, pressing his body against yours.
you put your leg across his lap and his hand came down to hold your inner thigh, just below your shorts. the kiss went from soft to sloppy and needy. you placed your hand at the side of his neck, pulling him closer. his tongue slid into your mouth and you jumped a little, pulling away. you looked back at him and he only stared back at you, eyes needy like if he doesn't kiss you again he'd starve.
you pressed your lips back against his and his hand on your thigh rose higher, almost touching your crotch. just as he did that, lana came through the door. you pushed yourself off him and jumped to your feet.
"oh! sorry to interrupt" she smirked. "but y/n we have to go now! my mom just called to ask where we were" she told you, tossing your jacket at tou. "o-okay i'll be right behind you" you said as she turned around to leave.
"um well i've gotta go now" you told him, all of a sudden feeling awkward. "damn okay then, i'll try not to miss you too much" he smirked. "yeah yeah, bye" before you walked away though, he grabbed your arm to spin you around. he held your waist and pulled you into another kiss.
"y/n let's go!" lana yelled from in the house. "bye" you giggled. "bye" he smiled at you. you turned to leave before bumping your hip into the table. you rubbed the spot and awkwardly smiled and waved at him as you turned to leave.
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𝙼𝚢 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚗𝚒
Chapter Nine
Characters: Miki, The Night Rose/Hinako, Maria, Antonia, Nyanja, Kendo, Hope
Warnings: mentions of injury, making out
author's note: I genuinely can't remember if I posted this chapter to Tumblr, I apologize if I did and just forgot
I wake up covered in burns and bandages on my bed, with a glass of slurp juice next to me. Everything hurts... I get up from my bed and put on a loose kimono. I look at myself in the mirror as I pick up my toothbrush. At least my face wasn't hit... I put some toothpaste onto the brush and brush my teeth. I decide to use slurp juice as mouthwash, because I honestly prefer the taste of slurp juice. Plus that one game about mouthwash terrified me...
I walk into the living room. Everyone looks at me like I was a ghost...
"Miki, are you sure you should be walking around like that?" Antonia asks. "You still don't look too good..."
"Yeah, I know... Everything hurts. I don't think I'll be able to join you on the next mission from Kendo." I reply.
"I don't think he wants you going on them anyway, not after what you did..." Miku says.
"Right..." I sit down on the couch. "Forgot about that. How long was I asleep for?"
"Three days... Maria's off doing a mission right now. She'll be back soon."
"Either that or she's going off to invite people to miku's concert in a few days."
I laugh. "I'd love to attend... Doesn't look like I can at the moment though."
"We were just worried about you getting into fights with demons on your missions. You can still go to my concert!"
I smile and hug Miku. "Thanks. You're the best." Miku pats my back.
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I swear I can still feel her lips on mine... It's all I can think about... She loves me. She loves me... Those three words are swirling through my head...
Love...
I love her... So much. I just wanna see her again. But the mask has completely blocked off my only way out. So now I can only wait... Wait for her to return... Wait for her kiss...
Wait for her to say "I love you" again...
I smile as I see Nyanja walk up the steps. "You're looking better, Hinako! Someone patch you up?"
"Yeah, it was Miku." I reply.
"You mean Miki? Or did Hatsune Miku herself fix your broken arm?"
"Yes, it was Hatsune Miku. It still hurts, but at least it's healing..."
"That's good! You want another Capri Sun?"
"I always do."
"Gotcha. I got a new flavor this time. You like cherry?"
I absolutely adore cherries... I vaguely remember eating fresh picked cherries from the tree outside my house, paired with sliced peach. It was my favourite snack to eat... "Yeah, I like cherry..."
He brings the Capri Sun to my mouth, and I start to drink it. My mind is immediately flooded with memories of eating cherries with my old friend- wait.
She looked like Miki.
I immediately freeze. So my old friend... Was Miki?!
"Hey, Hinako? You good?" Nyanja asks. I immediately snap back.
"Yeah... I just remembered something."
"What did you-"
"Something about an old friend. It's not important."
"Okay... Do you want more Capri Sun?"
"Yes please..." I continue to drink the Capri Sun, smiling the entire time.
"You like this flavour?"
"Yeah..."
"I'll have to remember to give you more. Oh, and Miki wants me to tell you something."
"What's that?"
"That she loves you dearly." he hugs me tightly, and for a moment, it feels like she's hugging me. "You're all that she thinks of."
"Tell her I love her too..." I smile and blush. "So, so much."
I hear a ping from Nyanja's pocket. He picks up his phone and checks the text. "It's Miki. She's asking if I've seen you yet."
"Tell her that Hinako sends her kisses."
"How about we just video call her?"
I didn't even think about that. "Yes!"
He immediately opens a video call with Miki. I see her face light up the moment she sees me.
"Hinako! How are you? She asks with a smile on her face. "Is your arm healing?"
"Yes, it's healing." I reply. "How are your burns?"
"I'm still recovering. I only woke up yesterday..."
"You were asleep for three days?! Are you okay?"
"I don't know... I've been drinking plenty of slurp juice if that means anything."
I sigh. "Just... Be careful. Please. I don't want to lose you, Miki. It's also probably best if you don't come here for a while, since the mask is probably still mad that you kissed me..."
"It was a good kiss though..."
"It was a great kiss." I blow a kiss through the screen. "I'm counting the days until our next."
Miki blushes. "Then I will too... I love you, Hinako."
"I love you too, Miki."
"See you soon?"
"Yeah... See you soon."
Miki hangs up, and I'm left staring at my battered face in the reflection. I try to keep the tears in, but they just kept falling down.
"Hinako, you good?" Nyanja asks. "Why are you crying?" he wipes my tears away with his paw.
"I'm just so happy to see her..."
"And she's happy to see you. You'll see her again..."
I smile. "Promise?"
"Promise."
"Thanks, Nyanja..."
"No problem. I need to head off now, my friends are expecting me at the arcade."
"Okay... See you later, Nyanja!"
"See ya, Hinako!" and he runs down the steps again...
He really is a great friend...
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I've taken up drawing as a hobby. Maria's been teaching me how she draws... It's really fun, to be honest. But I've just been drawing picture after picture of Hinako... She's all I can think about.
Is she okay? Has the mask hurt her?
A knock on the door breaks me out of my thoughts. I walk over to the front door and open it.
It was a catboy.
"You're Miki, ri- ooh, you don't look too good."
"Thanks for noticing." I say sarcastically. "Why are you here? Who are you?"
"Oh, right! I'm Nyanja, Hinako's friend!" he holds out a paw for me to shake. "I just wanted to formally introduce myself."
I shake his paw. "Nice to meet you, Nyanja." he knows Hinako's name. He must be trustworthy.
"Can I come in? I'd love to talk! You ever had a Capri Sun?"
Maria peeks her head out. "Capri Sun?"
"Want one?"
"Hell yeah!" she walks over, grabs a Capri Sun, and starts singing Lavish.
"Your friend's a clikkie, huh?" Nyanja asks.
"We all are. We either listen to twenty one pilots, Taylor Swift, Epic The Musical or my friend's own music."
"Cool, your friend over there makes music?"
"No, my other friend. Her name's Miku."
"As in... Hatsune Miku?"
"...yeah. Never realized she was that popular... Anyway, come on in! There's plenty of space on the couch!" I gesture to the couch, and he sits down.
"So, what's the deal between you and Hinako? Do you like her? Cuz she likes you."
"You must be a bit behind. We kissed a few days ago..."
"Ohhhh!! No way! Good for you, Miki! Go and get the girl!"
"Hehe... Thanks, Nyanja. How do you know Hinako?"
"I spent ages trying to defeat her, to get her medallion. Once I did, nobody cared... So I went back to her to tell her. We started talking, and then we became friends. That must've been around the time she started coming to you in your dreams, because she talked about you a lot. She really does love you, Miki."
"She does, huh?" I smile and blush. "It's nice to know that she loves me as much as I love her. She's all I can think about..."
"That's nice... Say, wanna play some smash? I see the box over there!"
"Oh, absolutely! Get ready to have your ass beat by Joker!"
I grab Maria's switch and place it into the dock. I take the joycons and give one to Nyanja. He kept using Steve, so it was kind of an easy win.
"Are you kidding me?! Again?"
I chuckle. "Maybe you need to pick a better character. But right now, I need to do my daily commissions in Genshin, or I'm not gonna have enough primos saved up for Capitano."
"You know he's never gonna be playable, right?" Antonia says from the other room.
"A girl can dream! And besides, even if he doesn't release, my Kaveh isn't gonna c6 himself!"
I walk to Maria's computer (we share an account) and log onto Genshin.
"Who do you main?" Nyanja asks, sitting behind me on the bed.
"I main Kaveh. It's kinda annoying, since Maria mains ei, so I have to change the entire team to fit my play style."
"Ei's not a bad character to main, to be honest. I main Alhaitham, got him c6 on his first run."
"Not bad. Maria has a c6 Mavuika that she uses on her team..."
Nyanja laughs. "Is she collecting Archons or something? Ei AND Mavuika?"
"She uses Neuvillette and Ningguang on her team too..."
"'Let's all be five stars and not tell Ningguang' ahh team." Nyanja chuckles.
"I didn't even notice! My team is the exact opposite, my only five star is Mualani!"
We end up talking for hours about Genshin, and it had already turned to night when Nyanja decided to leave.
"Before I go, have my number. So we can chat together!"
"Thanks, Nyanja. I might as well give you my Tumblr user while we're at it. I'm @miki-fn."
"Cool, I'll follow you when I get back home. I'll be seeing Hinako in the morning, you want me to tell her something?"
"Tell her I love her dearly... And that she's all I can think about."
"Will do. See you later, Miki!"
"Bye, Nyanja!" I wave goodbye as he runs out into the forest. I walk back into the living room and flop on the couch. Before I knew it, I had already fallen asleep.
I'm awoken in the morning by the sound of Miku practicing for her festival concert.
"🎶One! Two! Three! Ready? Miku miku BEAMMM!!🎶"
"We're all tired, Miku..." I groan. "How do you sing so loud this early?"
But it wasn't just Miku either...
"🎶I've seen all the things your brush had made you dooooOOOO!!🎶"
Great. Now Maria is singing.
"🎶Now that all your buildings towering high crumbled down, you're trapped inside🎶"
"Can you guys please be quiet for ONE MINUTE?!" I yell. "I need my sleep..."
The whole room goes quiet except for the music coming from Maria's iPad.
"Thanks..."
"You should see if Nyanja has seen Hinako yet." Maria says. "Give him a text, you have his number!"
"Good idea. I'll do that..." I grab my phone and text Nyanja.
M: Have you seen Hinako yet?
N: I'm there right now! Wanna vc?
M: sure why not?
Nyanja starts a video call, and I immediately see Hinako in front of me.
"Hinako! How are you?" I ask her. "Is your arm healing?"
Her face is bright red... She's so cute. "Yeah, it's healing. How are your burns?"
"I'm still recovering. I only woke up yesterday..." I say with a weak smile.
Hinako's eyes widen in shock. "You were asleep for three days?! Are you okay?"
"I don't know... I've been drinking plenty of slurp juice if that means anything."
She sighs. "Just... Be careful. Please. I don't want to lose you, Miki. It's also probably best if you don't come here for a while, since the mask is probably still mad that you kissed me..."
"It was a good kiss though..."
"It was a great kiss." Hinako blows a kiss through the screen. I catch it in my hands. "I'm counting the days until our next."
"Then I will too... I love you, Hinako."
"I love you too, Miki."
"See you soon?"
"Yeah... See you soon."
I hang up the phone and start giggling and kicking my legs. "AAAAA!! I saw her again!!"
"I hear a very happy Miki..." Antonia says, emerging from her room with a list in her hand. She puts the list in her pocket and walks over to me. "So, what happened?"
"I just had a video call with Hinako!"
"That's great! Is she doing good?"
"Yeah, her arm is healing pretty well, and she looked really happy to see me..."
"They were both blushing, it was adorable!" Miku chimes in.
"She's so cute..."
"Yeah, I bet. You keep talking about her."
Maria smiles. "I think it's cute!"
"It is cute. Anyway, hun, we need to prep." Antonia drags Maria into their room.
"Antonia, I only just took the test! We still have nine-" the door shuts before I could hear the rest of the sentence.
"Do you have any idea what they're prepping for?" I ask.
"No clue." Miku replies. "No clue at all."
We both smile and laugh. "They've been really secretive about it. Surely it must be big."
"Let's wait until they're ready to tell us."
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When I drank that Capri Sun, a whole flood of memories came back. Memories of my old friend, of spending time with her by the lake, and up on the hill looking over the village. Who knew that would be the key to getting my memories back?
I'm just hoping Nyanja comes back with more...
I hear footsteps.
"Nyanja?" I call out.
"No, not Nyanja." I see him walk up the steps and into the dojo.
It was Kendo.
"What are you doing here?" I snarl. "I thought you said I was dangerous."
He sighs. "I hate that I'm saying this, but I believe you might be the key to getting rid of these demons."
"Really? I am?"
"Miki said you were a puppet, right?"
"Yes. I'm controlled by the mask..."
"You must've been a person before, right? Plus, you know more than anyone about the demons." he genuinely wants to help... "If we free you, you could help us defeat the demons."
I pause. Did he just say... "You want to free me?"
"Yes. You might be the key to defeating the Oni. And getting my sister back."
"...you genuinely want to help." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, threatening to fall.
"I know why you're surprised. It was only a few days ago that I was convinced you were dangerous. But I truly believe you can help."
And that's when the floodgates opened. I immediately burst into tears, blubbering on about how grateful I am that he trusted me, and that I couldn't thank him enough.
"Woah, calm down! Are you okay? I wasn't expecting the night rose to be so emotional..."
"It's... It's Hinako. My name is Hinako..."
"Hinako... I'll remember that. Why are you crying though?"
"Just... Really emotional... I promise I'm not always like this..."
Kendo pauses and smiles. "Well, the plan is to bring you a thing called splinter blades, and hopefully you should know who to give them to."
"Splinter blades..." my mind flashes to a book I read about a crystal... That said something about splinter blades. "I think I know what you're talking about."
"Good. Miki will give them to you soon."
"Miki?" I immediately perk up at the mention of her name. "I'm gonna see her again?"
"Yeah. She's about the only one who would go up to you without being scared, and it's pretty obvious why."
I blush. "Yeah, it is."
"She'll be here soon with the blades. I promise."
I smile as he waves goodbye, walking down the stairs out of sight.
I'm gonna see her again...
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When I woke up, I got a text from Hope.
H: ok so we're gonna need you to do something that's possibly dangerous
M: I'VE BARELY RECOVERED FROM THE FIREBALL-
H: yeah I get that but you're the only one who's not afraid of the night rose
M: her name is Hinako
H: my bad
H: anyway
H: we need you to make something called splinter blades
H: it'll free Hinako
H: Kendo thinks she might help save Jade
M: how exactly do I do that??
H: there's a forge under the bridge in the dojo
H: Kendo will walk you through how to make it there
M: okay
M: so do I just meet him at the dojo??
H: he'll be talking to you through comms
H: there should hopefully be some crystals on your dining table you can use to make them
I walk into the living room, and I immediately see a brown bag with three purple crystals sitting on the dining table.
M: ok so I just go to the dojo with these?
H: yup
H: I'll tell Kendo that you're on your way then
I turn off my phone and put it in my pocket. I then immediately grab the crystals and start walking to the dojo. The trip was longer than usual, the burns must've slowed me down. But I finally reached the dojo. I walk under the bridge, and I see the small forge. I place the crystals on the top, and kendo guides me on how to make the blades.
"So I hit... Here?"
"That's right."
"Okay... Wha-" I felt someone hug me from behind.
"Miki? Miki, are you okay?" Kendo calls out from the earpiece.
"Yeah... It's one of Hinako's shades. It decided to hug me."
There was a moment of silence as I let the shade hug me. I hold her face, rubbing my cheek against hers. She lets out a noise similar to a cat's purr, and I get back to making the blades.
After I'm done, I pick them up and walk up to the main building of the dojo.
"Hinako! Hinako, I have something for you!" I run up to her, giving her a big hug and a peck on the lips. "I don't exactly understand what they are, but Hope and Kendo said they're gonna help free you!"
"The splinter blades... Kendo told me about them." Hinako smiles. I place the blades into her hands, and she falls to the ground. Her outfit changes from white to gold, and her hair turns from black to white and red.
"Hinako! Hinako, you're free!"
"My curse has been lifted..." she smiles. "I'm... Free. For now at least..."
I hug her. "Hinako! Oh my goodness, I'm so happy!"
"These blades hold the comet's strange power... This could free me, and... Perhaps, your Jade." I could tell that last part was directed to Kendo. She knew he was talking to me... "I know who to give these to. You'll have to trust me on this."
"Of course I trust you... Hinako, I love you. I love you so much..." I hold her face in my hands. She looks so beautiful like this... "Come on. I don't know how long I have with you before the mask takes you back again. We should spend as much time together as possible."
I stand up, holding out my hand to pull her up. She grabs my hand, and I help her up to her feet. We immediately walk out of the dojo, and Hinako takes a deep breath.
"It's been so long since I've been out of the dojo... I almost forgot what it was like."
"We need to go to nightshift forest. That's where my home is."
"Okay..."
We walk back to nightshift forest, and I show Hinako my room. "It's more like a bed inside a bathroom, but I still like it. I keep all my stuff under the bed."
"What's the purple wig for?"
"That's for my Raiden Shogun cosplay."
"Ohh..."
"So... Is there anything you want to do?" I sit on the bed, and Hinako almost immediately sits on my lap.
"I want to make out..." she looks directly into my eyes. "If you want to, of course."
"Uhh- well, I mean... It's a little direct, but... I don't see why not."
She smiles and presses her lips against mine. They were soft, inviting, and the kiss was full of love and passion. And the kiss only grew more intense. She pushes me down onto the bed, making me gasp from the impact. She takes the opportunity to slip her tongue into my mouth, and I reciprocate, letting our tongues swirl around in each other's mouths. The kiss just kept getting more and more heated, with neither of us wanting to pull away. We were finally together, finally happy. I didn't want anything to get in the way of what we had...
Even though we both know that the mask would take her away eventually.
But I think that's why she keeps going. She's scared that if she pulls away, she's gonna be whisked back to the dojo, tied on those strings again. So she keeps her mouth glued to mine, in hopes that if she's connected to me, she's safe.
"I promise I'll keep you safe..." I say, pulling away slightly. "...hinako."
"Miki..." instead of kissing me again, she buries her head in my shoulder, hugging me tightly. "I love you so much..."
"I love you too, Hinako."
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A/N: Well, the time has finally come. Thank you to each and every one of you who has read and followed this story that originally started out as a silly tumblr post. See you for the next one!
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In Miss Blye’s Class, Epilogue
Deeks popped his head into the bathroom, frowning at Caleb, who stood in front of the mirror, toothbrush still in his mouth.
“Hey, what’s taking so long? Usually I have to beg you to make it to two minutes and you’ve been in here for ten.”
“I think I’m getting sick,” Caleb mumbled around his toothbrush.
Deeks reached out, feeling his forehead. “Hm, are you really?” he asked, not surprised when Caleb’s eyes danced to the side, looking extremely guilty. “Ok, what’s going on?”
“Why can’t Kensi be my teacher again? If she can teach people in college, then she should know enough to teach first grade,” Caleb sighed finally.
“Caleb, we’ve gone over this all summer. You know why,” Deeks answered, starting to lose his patience just a tiny bit. He bumped Caleb’s butt with his knee. “C’mon, scoot.”
“Daaaad.” Hunching his shoulders, Caleb gave him a pleading look. “I just want to stay with you or Kensi.” There was a slight tremble in his voice underneath the whine, and Deeks sighed.
Putting aside his irritation and the need to leave, Deeks squatted in front of him. He gestured at Caleb until he came closer, leaning into his chest. Sometimes it was easy to forget that even though he’d grown in so many ways, both physically and maturity-wise, Caleb was still a little boy.
“Hey, I know that it’s scary to start new things sometimes. It’s true you probably won’t have all the same classmates and Kensi won’t be your teacher, and that’s going to be hard for a little bit. Soon, you’ll be too busy learning all kinds of amazing things and playing with all your friends, that you won’t have time to think about everything that’s changed.”
“I guess,” Caleb mumbled.
“You met Mrs. Craig and she was nice, right?” Deeks asked, and Caleb gave a one-shouldered shrug.
“She gave you a new book, which you’ve read no less that ten times since then, and you liked the classroom pet.”
“The lizard was pretty cool,” he admitted. Deeks could tell his protests were starting to peter out, so he hugged him a little closer, and reminded him,
“If you are having a really tough time, Kensi said you can come see her during lunch, but I bet you won’t have to.”
“And you’ll pick me up?” he checked.
“Absolutely. As soon as they let you out.” He paused, giving Caleb a minute to process everything. “You good now?”
“Yeah.”
“Awesome. Now we gotta leave before all three of us are late. Go get your shoes and backpack,” he said, kissing the top of his head, and nudging him towards the door. “Love you, kiddo.”
“Love you, dad.”
He walked into the master bedroom checkin his watch; they had approximately five minutes before they needed to leave. Kensi stood in front of the floor length mirror in one of her sundresses, and he momentarily forgot about the time.
“You look amazing,” he told her, coming up behind her and kissing her neck.
“Thank you.” Kensi eyed his reflection. “You better not change out of that suit before I get home.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“Caleb was acting a little odd at breakfast. Is everything ok? Kensi asked as she reached back to put on a necklace.
“Just first day jitters,” he assured her, automatically closing the necklace clasp for her. “He’s worried the new teacher won’t measure up to his last one.”
“Oh, well, I heard she was pretty good.”
“Mm, extremely good. She’s taught me all kinds of things.” Deeks lowered his eyes suggestively, and Kensi leaned back slightly so she brushed again his chest, and he settled his hands on her hips. They stayed there for half a minute until he sighed in regret.
“School sucks,” he said in a fair approximation of Caleb. Kensi snorted, turning to kiss him before she wandered off to get shoes.
When they reached the living room, Caleb balanced on the back of the couch, Captain America backpack on, a Lego figure in one hand, and a book tucked under his other arm.
“You ready to go?” Deeks asked, holding out his hand.
“Yeah.” Hopping off the couch, Caleb ran to them, slipping between Kensi and Deeks to take each other their hands in his.
“I think I’m gonna give Matthew my Star Wars Lego,” Caleb said, looking up at Kensi. “Do you think I’ll see him at recess?”
“I’m sure you will. And after school, you get to hang out with me until it’s time to leave,” Kensi informed him.
“Yes!” Caleb pumped released Deeks’ hand to pump his hand in the air.
As Caleb chattered away, his fears forgotten for the moment, Deeks shared a look with Kensi.
Yeah, this was going to be a good year.
#ncis la fanfiction#marty deeks#kensi blye#densi#Caleb Deeks#teacher Kensi#lawyer Deeks#self indulgent writer#fluff#in Miss Blye’s Class#epilogue#au#ejzah fanfiction
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Brighten My World - Tasneem x fem reader (Chapter 3)
Chapter 1
Previous Chapter
warnings: eating disorder
word count: 1.247
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My heart clenched when I heard Tasneem's tear-struck voice on the other side of my phone: “I'm sorry, (f/n). I did it again. I just … I couldn't.”
“Hey, please don't beat yourself up”, I replied softly. “Can I come over?”
There was a short pause before she answered: “Sorry. I was nodding, but of course you couldn't see.”
We would both be laughing now if she was not already crying.
“Alright. I'm on my way then”, I assured her.
It was already nine pm. and I did not want to ask my parents to give me a ride. So I sneaked out and grabbed my bicycle.
About ten to fifteen minutes later I arrived at Tasneem's house. I had never been this fast on my bicycle before.
“Hey, Tasneem wanted me to come over”, I greeted her mom, who had just opened the front door. “Can I come in?”
“Of course. You know the way”, she supposed.
Without initiating any more small talk I hurried upstairs to Tasneem's room, but she was nowhere in sight. Instead I found her laying on her bathroom floor.
By now she had stopped crying and switched over to staring blankly ahead.
“Hey, it's okay”, I promised. “I'm here now.”
I pulled her into my lap, holding her the best I could. After all she was really tall, although she honestly did not seem like it in her current state. It felt like she might break if I was not careful enough.
Once she was in my arms she started crying again and I simply let her.
“I'm sorry I let you down again”, she whispered after a while.
“Tasneem … you didn't”, I proclaimed. “You're ill. It's not your fault. You're doing anything you can to get better, even seeing a therapist now. We can't expect your eating disorder to just disappear all of a sudden. I'm just glad you called me and let me support you.”
“I love you so much”, she proposed. “I'm lucky to have you.”
I smiled down at her, gently brushing through her hair.
“Can you stay for the night?”, she requested.
“Of course”, I promised. “I didn't take anything with me though.”
“Just take yourself whatever you need. The toothbrush you forgot is still here”, she recalled.
“I already got all I need here with me right now”, I proclaimed, cupping her cheek.
“You can be so cheesy sometimes”, she declared, chuckling at my words.
“Guilty”, I admitted, joining into her laughter.
“So what do you think? Wanna get up and play some games?”, I suggested.
“Yeah”, she agreed. “Let's have some fun.”
We stayed up to play some games for over an hour, just enjoying to spend such simple time together, distracting us from all our problems.
But soon we were too tired to focus properly and hence decided to go and brush our teeth. When I was washing my hands, I could not help but splash some water at Tasneem, making her yelp in surprise.
I fled before she could avenge herself.
“Hey, come back”, she complained and ran after me.
Her room was pretty big, but not big enough for me to escape. So a few seconds later she tackled me onto her bed, pinning me under her.
“You coward”, she teased me.
Her grin faltered as her eyes moved from my own to my lips.
Tasneem let go of my hands and leaned down to kiss me.
I could taste her minty toothpaste as we had just finished getting ready for bed.
One of my hands settled in her hair while the other was pulling her body closer by her back.
I had no idea how long we were making out, but afterwards I was so exhausted that I almost fell asleep without intending to.
“I bet there are a ton of people who would be jealous of me for being with you”, I considered. “After all you're the most popular girl at school, although I honestly never really cared about that.”
“Nah, maybe Sarah took over that role now. But I don't care either”, she claimed. “Way too much pressure anyway.”
“Life would be easier if you truly felt that way, right?”, I assumed.
A frustrated sigh left her lips. “It's just hard to believe the exact opposite of what you've been taught. Trying to be the full package is too stressful”, she pointed out.
“Tasneem, you're incredible, okay? There's no one I admire more than you”, I confessed.
Some silent tears sneaked their way out of her eyes. “Thank you”, she whispered. “Still hard to see myself like that, but hearing you say that means a lot because you're actually the person I admire the most.”
“Me?”, I repeated surprised. “Why me out of all people?”
“You're the strongest person I know, doing your own thing no matter what”, she proposed. “So it's only natural.”
We shared another smile before she fell asleep. Apparently Tasneem had been even more exhausted than me. No wonder after falling back into her bad habit and crying for so long.
Ironically I could not fall asleep anymore and instead watched her peaceful slumber.
When the door opened I had to control myself to not jump and wake her up.
I sat up slightly to get a proper look at the intruder. Of course, it was Tasneem's mom. Who else would it be?
She signaled me to come over to her and I did not hesitate to oblige, leaving the room before Tasneem could wake up.
We went downstairs and settled on the couch.
“Sorry for getting you out of bed. But I couldn't resist when I noticed you were still awake”, she stated. “How's Tasneem doing?”
“No offense, but shouldn't you ask her that? It's not really my place to say”, I remarked.
“It's just … I'm worried, okay? You arrived here completely out of the blue, at night. Tasneem doesn't really talk to me. I know I haven't been the best mom to her. I placed too much pressure on her and I'm sorry for that. I just want to know how she's doing.”
I sighed, contemplating what to do. “Honestly … it's a good sign when I show up here because it means that she's confiding in me, that she's working through her feelings and not dealing with it on her own. So yeah … she's struggling. Of course she is. But she's doing the best she possibly can”, I explained. “Did you ever tell her though? That she doesn't have to be perfect. Did you apologize?”
She shook her head no.
“I think she needs to hear that, too. She needs her mom, not an overachieving mentor. Still no offense”, I noted.
“None taken. After all I asked you for your opinion. I appreciate your honesty”, she proclaimed. “Maybe you're right. Thank you for talking to me.”
“It's nothing”, I brushed it off.
“It is. You're a good influence on Tasneem”, she complimented me. “Now feel free to go back to bed if you want to.”
I nodded and started my way back.
Tasneem was still asleep and yet immediately wrapped her arms around me when I climbed back into bed, a content feeling spreading through my whole body.
She was a good influence on me as well.
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I actually didn't plan to write several chapters for this one, but it just kinda happened. I hope you like it!
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fading fireworks
td!Tubbo is turning twenty. Time to celebrate :]
hey @rosysugarr here’s The Thing i was writing. it’s got beeduo in it :]
(so, my personal hc is that the characters share their birthdays with the ccs, so this thing takes place during December. ignore the fact this is a few days late.
also! while it’s briefly mentioned, ‘Winter’s Blessing’ is basically the Church Prime equivalent to Christmas)
(warning: referenced death)
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He wakes up in his bed. His husband has already gotten up. Then he hears sounds of general chaos in the kitchen; Clementine yelling something about using sugar and not salt, and both Ranboo and Wilbur talking about how they were “friends with Niki” and “knew how to bake a cake.” Michael was confused about why they couldn’t add more sugar or use chocolate milk. Clem sounded like it was about to have a stroke.
Ah yes. It was Tubbo’s birthday today. He forgot.
Primes, is he really twenty? He feels like he’s far older than that.
He gets out of bed, heading into the bathroom, the one that most of the household members use (there’s three bathrooms in this house. Tubbo specifically built it that way. And yet everyone insists on using this one). He grabs his toothbrush, a yellow and black one, decorated like a bee’s stripes, with dark green bristles, and starts brushing his teeth.
He picked the colors because it made him feel kind of like a kid again. The kid he was never really allowed to be on…that server. He felt like he deserved to feel like a kid again after all of that.
Quackity told him that it was called “healing your inner child” or some s**t. Tubbo would personally say that he just didn’t want to accept the fact that he spent the last two years of his childhood feeling empty, sad, angry, and grieving.
He couldn’t come to terms with the fact he wasn’t a child anymore.
Tubbo spit the toothpaste in his mouth into the sink. He cleaned the toothbrush off and put it back. He looked in the mirror, tracing over the firework scar on the right side of his face. A couple of months ago marked the three year anniversary of The Festival. The day he was trapped in a box. The day he looked in the eyes of a man he called an ally as he held a firework launcher to his face, a few seconds from pulling the trigger. The last day he was able to see out of his right eye.
He’s had nightmares on his birthday in the past few years. Unsurprisingly about the fireworks. The night before was no different.
Ranboo had to calm him down as he woke up crying and screaming. Tubbo has joked before that the nightmares on his birthday were a gift from Schlatt. And so, Ranboo soothed Tubbo, whispering a quiet “Happy birthday, Tubbo.” He scoffed back, “Got Schlatt’s present. Happy f**king birthday to me.” He managed to fall back to sleep, so at least things were starting to get better.
He slips the butterfly eyepatch that Clem made the previous year over his eye. He puts a sunflower sweater, that Clem also made for him the previous year, on as well. He was going to call this his Birthday Outfit.
He finally walks down the stairs, the Kitchen Chaos coming into view. Clem looked like they were about to pull her hair out, Wilbur was spoon feeding Ranboo vanilla extract, seemingly doing it to distress Clem further (ah yes. Weird Enderman Biology Thing Number Who-F**king-Knows-Anymore: Endermen Can Eat Or Drink Just About Anything Without Issue), and Michael trying to mix cake batter. Funny, concerning, and adorable.
Ranboo made a face. “Why does it taste like that? How does it make things taste good but it tastes like that?”
Wilbur shrugs. “I dunno man. Just one of those weird Overworld things, I guess.” He suddenly looked at Tubbo entering the room. “Eyy! It’s the Birthday Boy!”
Tubbo got various different happy birthday messages:
“Happy birthday, Daddy!”
“Happy birthday, Tubs!”
“Happy birthday, Bee.”
He chuckles, smiling. “Thanks guys. Good morning.”
Clementine looks like she’s at her wits end. “Tubbo, thank the Primes, these two have no idea how to make a cake. They’re driving me f-....insane. They're driving me insane.”
Wilbur had a mischievous look. “Oh? Why’s Michael getting left out of this?” Ranboo was trying to hold in laughter. Clem gave Wilbur an unimpressed look. “Michael’s the only one here who’s got an excuse, which is that he’s five.”
Tubbo rolled his eyes, smiling. He walked over to Michael, who was still mixing the batter, and ruffled the fur on his head. “And how’s my lil’ nugget doing?”
Michael smiled up at his father. “Makin’ you a birthday cake!” He goes back to mixing. “Daddy, why can’t we put more sugar and use chocolate milk?”
Tubbo laughed a little. Kids. “Well, it’s not in the recipe, I guess. If you want, we can make a cake later doing that, okay?”
Michael’s eyes lit up. “Really?! Thank you, Daddy!”
“No problem.” He started walking towards the living room. “Now, since you guys refused to let me help last year, and forced me to sit down, I guess I’ll just be in the living room reading. Have fun, guys.”
Clem had a look of mock horror on her face. “Tubbo, y-you can’t seriously be leaving me here to deal with this s**t alone.”
Wilbur quickly started up again. “Hey Ranboo! You want to try a spoonful of flour next?” Still trying to hold in their laughter, Ranboo nods. “Sure, I’ve always wondered how flour tastes by itself!” Tubbo knew that was a lie, given that Tubbo has witnessed Ranboo eat a whole handful of raw flour before, much to Tubbo’s shock, but he doesn’t mention that. They were having fun right now, and that was what mattered.
As Tubbo walked into the living room, He heard Clem let out a groan of annoyance, and then she suddenly piped up with, “NO NO NO, DON’T TURN THE FURNACE UP THAT HIGH, IT WILL BURN THE HOUSE DOWN-” while Wilbur and Ranboo burst out laughing.
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The sun finally started to set, Michael and Yogurt were playing in the snow, and Tubbo was sitting on the porch, a mug of hot chocolate in his hands. Winter’s Blessing was a couple of days away, and Fundy had decided to come a few days earlier to celebrate, bringing Yogurt with him. Quackity had shown up earlier, bringing some gifts for Tubbo. It was mostly some little science projects for him to do, but Quackity also gave him a little journal. To write in, they said.
Right now, Quackity and Wilbur were having some discussion about how they were both doing, given that Wilbur hadn’t had a therapy appointment in about a week due to the holidays, and Quackity just wanted to do a check-in. Clementine and Fundy were reminiscing about their childhoods. And Ranboo- wait, where was Ranboo?
Tubbo heard the door open and felt footsteps coming behind him. “Hey Bee. You doing alright?” Ah. there he was. Tubbo sighs, “Yeah, just…thinking. About things…”
Ranboo, also holding a mug of hot chocolate, sits next to Tubbo on the steps. “Wanna talk about it?”
Tubbo thinks for a moment, trying to think of how to word his thoughts. “...It doesn’t feel like I should be twenty. I feel like I should still be sixteen. Or forty.”
Ranboo nodded, humming. “Uh huh.”
“I feel like time just…doesn’t exist anymore, y’know? It feels like the last few years were a blur, that…it didn’t happen. But it did.”
“Well…I feel like that, too. But I think that might be more of a memory issue thing for me..”
“Hm..” Tubbo pauses, taking a sip of his hot chocolate. “...I had a dream after I went back to sleep.”
Ranboo seems interested. “Oh, really? What was it about?”
“...Techno was there.”
Ranboo sits there for a moment, his silence letting Tubbo know to continue.
“...We were sitting next to the L’mancrater. It was peaceful. He was petting a wolf, and I was enjoying the breeze and the sunlight, y’know; just chilling. Then he turned to me and just…bandaged my face. He was cracking jokes, trying to calm me down…he was acting like I had just been…y’know, blown up.” He paused to sip his hot chocolate again.
“He apologized to me. Like he did after The Green B**ch broke out. Like a genuine “I’m sorry for killing you.” I didn’t get that after The Festival. I was just told “Oh, I was peer pressured.” It’s just…he helped patch me up and apologized. It..felt comforting. It’s like my dream continued itself after I fell back to sleep.”
Ranboo nodded. “Well, that sounds good, Bee.”
“Maybe it’s my brain finally forgiving him. Or maybe my brain was weird about the nightmare. I dunno.”
Ranboo shrugs. “Who knows, could be one or the other.” They wrap an arm around Tubbo’s shoulder, kissing him on the cheek. “Well, whatever it is, happy birthday, Tubbo.”
Tubbo smiles. “Thanks, Boo.”
#dsmp au#Trampled Dandelions au#td!tubbo#td!ranboo#td!beeduo#td!clem#td!wilbur#td!michael_beloved#that's everyone who speaks anyway#happy birthday c!tubbo!#(well a few days late but whatever)#Dandy's Writing
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You almost forgot to do it again but a pesky alarm before bed reminds you of it. You debate whether or not you could leave it for tomorrow, but the last time you put it off for a day it ended up being 3 days with 1,000 injured, millions dead, and so on etc. etc. So you drag yourself to the bathroom and get it done with it. At least you've picked up your prescription recently so you don't have to reuse the older vials again.
Two needles, an alcohol swab, a debatably necessary bandaid, and a fresh vial all lay out on the bathroom counter. It's all muscle memory at this point, opening the packets, pulling the cap off the vial, and switching the needles so you can poke the membrane of the little jarthing and pull its contents into the syringe.
You grab the fat of your thigh and inject the needle into your skin, just a pinprick, an easy injection today. When you pull it out you only see the remnants of a few drops of clear, no blood, even better. So instead of a bandaid you take the gauze and rub at the small little wound to clean it up.
And that's when it happens.
Your belly groans and aches, intestines speaking the language of indigestion. And then you cough. You cough and you cough because there's a hairball(?) In your throat but all that comes out is shimmering blue smoke. It glistens with your saliva (you didn't even know smoke could glisten) as it falls heavy to the floor and builds in shape like a child's rudimentary snowman. A smokeman. Because it is a man that appears, or a masculine looking thing, from the smoke in your throat.
"Ah shit we did it again," it says and pats you heartily on the back, getting the last of your coughs out. "You're supposed to swab the vial before you poke it dummy."
"It was a new one," you wheeze, "it had the cap."
"It's a good habit to get into. So that you don't end up with a genie in your body. Obviously."
You look at it, bewildered, because what the fuck are you supposed to say to that.
"But no matter,
It is I the Great and Powerful--"
You cough again.
"Uh, shit okay here," it rifles through your cabinets and finds the toothbrush holder, tosses the toothbrushes to the side and fills it with water into one of the little holes. Then offers it to you.
You're not taking that.
"Just take it so you can stop coughing and I can give you my very Big and Cool speech!"
You cough louder and more vigorously at it.
"C'mon it's a really good speech I've been using for a few hundred years, everyone loves it."
Reluctantly you take the toothbrush cup and gingerly sip from it. The coughing stops. Miraculously actually because your throat even feels better than before. You look at it, puzzled.
And it meets you with a shit eating grin.
"It is I!"
It continues.
"The great genie of... what did you just inject yourself with?"
"... Testosterone?"
"Testosterone!" ✨
You roll your eyes, "how can you be a genie of testosterone if you didn't even know what it was?"
"The union contracts me to be injectable but not what kind of injection, I'm a hoot in operating rooms I'll have you know. But I always have to wait for the person to wake up which is a major drag, not like this, your eyes are open and everything. Are we in a bathroom? Is this what bathrooms are like now? Why do you have a dancing Jesus bobblehead?"
It takes a moment to recover from the genie saying 'hoot' and it takes your silence as approval to continue.
"Anyway,
I am the great and Powerful genie of testosterone and I--"
"Oh it's because I got this prayer book in the mail for the old tenant that said 'prayers for difficult times' so I thought hey that'd be kinda funny to put by the toilet which led to the little Jesus getting added and the rosary that the little plant over there is wearing. She's very studious in her spirituality."
"..."
"..."
"So are you like, in my body now?"
"If you just let me finish my speech it will answer all the questions you have."
"But-"
"Do you want wishes or not."
"If I asked you if you wanted to play monster trucks with me would that count as a wish?"
"... No."
"Hell yeah."
While most genies are found in rings, bottles, lamps, and the like, others prefer different items as long as they find them comfortable. Today, you’ve found a genie living within a rather…unexpected receptacle.
#idk feeling silly#warming up the writing muscles#needles#in all honesty you could do a lot with this#much idea to be had
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10 Things to Pack in Your Hospital Bag

Hey mamas!
When I was preparing (let's be honest - attempting to prepare) for my son's arrival, I stressed unbelievably hard about what to pack in my hospital bag. I asked friends who had kids, watched a dozen videos from TikTok moms, and got a list from my OB of what my local hospital recommended.
I ended up packing way too much stuff I didn't need. So here's a list of what I actually used.
By the way, this is in the order that I remembered them, not in order of importance.
Hairbrush. I actually forgot to shove this in my bag when leaving for the hospital and ended up sending my fiancé home to grab it. Laying in a bed for multiple days was awful on my hair.
2. Deodorant. Pregnancy, labor, and postpartum make you stink. I am personally very sensitive to how I smell and showered almost every day while I was pregnant, so deodorant was a priority.
3. Travel shower supplies. The hospital will most likely supply soap and shampoo, but I preferred to bring my own. You can buy empty travel-sized bottles to fill with what you have at home, or you can buy a pre-packed set that usually contains shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and possibly some other items. Don't forget a toothbrush and toothpaste!
4. Comfy go-home clothes. I packed multiple articles of clothing that I ended up not wearing. I'd seen several videos on TikTok of people buying labor gowns or robes to take to the hospital, so I bought myself a soft, loose robe that would be easy to adjust for breastfeeding and vital checking. Because it opened in the front, I was only able to wear it for about an hour before I had to change back into my hospital gown for whatever the nurses needed to do. I also packed comfortable pajamas and a nursing dress, thinking I'd want to feel cute when I went home, but it was at the end of April and therefore chilly, so I wore the pajamas home.
5. Slip-on shoes. I had just bought some flip flops because putting shoes on when you're pregnant sucks, so I wore those to the hospital.
6. Go-home baby clothes. This is pretty self-explanatory. My son was cozy and swaddled the entire time we were in the hospital, so he didn't need clothes until it was time to go home.
7. Baby blanket. Proceed. With. Caution. I had this adorable blue baby blanket with little elephants on it and I swaddled my son in it so that he had something from home in the hospital. When the nurse took him to administer his birth shots and do his vision and hearing screenings, she somehow misplaced the blanket and I never saw it again. We asked several nurses and no one could track it down. I'm not entirely sure they tried.
8. Phone charger. I feel like this is a no-brainer, but it's also super easy to forget, especially if you only have one so you can't pack it ahead of time. I also definitely recommend a long cord, I think mine is 6 feet, because you never know how far away the outlet will be.
9. Book or other entertainment. I packed a book that I never got around to reading, but I still recommend a book or a handheld game or something for your down time. I just played on my phone or slept when I could because I was awake for almost 24 hours from the morning my water broke to when I was able to go to bed after giving birth and my son being checked out and.
I also wanted to include some things that I saw multiple people suggest that were completely useless or ignored in my bag.
Diapers/wipes. I didn't plan on packing these, but my ex-husband (husband at the time) insisted on including them when I packed my bag.
2. Pads. They keep you stocked up in the hospital and they load you up when you leave. If you have a preferred brand then by all means bring your own, but I was a heavy bleeder during delivery so the normal flow pads I'd bought would have been useless in the hospital.
3. Baby grooming (nail clippers, etc). I saw this suggested a lot because baby nails are so sharp, and let me tell you they are! But they're also so delicate it's terrifying to cut them. My son is currently 3 1/2 months old and I still just wait for them to chip and tear them off.
4. Hair comb. People recommended this as a distraction from the pain. Squeezing the bristles in your hand is supposed to distribute the pain or something while you're contracting or pushing. Didn't do anything for me.
5. Handheld fan. Great idea; never took it out of my bag. My nurses, as well as my fiancé, were very attentive to my needs, especially the room temperature.
I hope this list is able to help you, or at least ease some of the stress of prepping for the big day.
Mama Cloud Goddess
#mama cloud goddess#motherhood#hospital bag#pregnancy#preparation#labor#delivery#what to pack in your hospital bag#9 things
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To him, who will never read this.
Almost 3 weeks have passed.
I don't know what to feel. Sometimes, I'm overwhelmed, like when Maki had a birthday. I was okay during that day. When guests asked where you were, I said, "He is working hard. Tonight he has a party with colleagues from work." And it was okay. I was okay, not too happy but okay. I was just hanging on. When the birthday party was over, I started to cry. I cried and cried in the car until I arrived home and went to bed crying. It hurt so much. It hurt because for a moment, I was okay. I genuinely believed that you were at a party at work. And then reality hit me. You're not there. And you're not coming.
I saw you two days ago. You were distant and cold, and I was naive. I thought we would go get some coffee. I even washed my hair, straightened it, and put on some makeup (well, just mascara, but hey, I never do it!). You came to give me back the keys, and I brought you some things you forgot. You said you were in a hurry and needed to go to the store before it closed. We talked for about 5-10 minutes. You didn't ask how I was (I didn't have the intention to talk about how bad I am), but I don't know if you care anymore or if you're just hurt. Then you left. You simply said goodbye and told me to write to you. I said you could write too, but you told me you would when you found the time. You also said something like, "We'll be in touch, see you, and we'll see where we are as time goes on."
I don't know what to think anymore.
Your sister and your mother have contacted me. They are shocked, and they say that you just mentioned that we haven't been functioning like we used to in the past few months. However, you didn't provide any further details to them, so they're also unsure of what to expect. It hurt me when I saw that your mom sent me all my belongings from your family's house: slippers, pajamas, even a toothbrush. It seems like she is also unsure of what to think or whether this signifies the end of our relationship.
I am struggling with my parents now. I understand them; they are worried about me and angry that you left, leaving me in this condition. I empathize with their feelings, but I also feel sadness because I know that you tried. However, at that time, I didn't want to accept help. They only see that you left me, and while it does hurt, I also see that you were struggling too. I am sorry that I didn't realize it sooner. Maybe if I had... just maybe.... maybe we could have worked things out and gone to therapy together.
But I keep myself motivated, believing that everything will be okay once I am okay and at peace with myself. So, I will work on myself, focusing on my exams, physical health, and mental well-being. My goal is to become a better version of myself so that we can rebuild what we had. I hope for that outcome...
I love you, and i will always love you no matter what...
Your Ba...
#part two
#boyfriend#break#love#quotes#sad thoughts#mentally tired#anxienty#To him#who will never read this.#1808#my story 1808
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[Transcript under the cut]
(GC)[villainreals]
Luna: max you forgot your toothbrush
Max: no that's the one i used to brush the cats' foreheads
Max: they think its their mom
Hugo: …cats?
Elsa: hey Ubriter can you hear me booing you?
Max: the strays. they used to come to my window say hi to them
Max: blocked.
Ulrike: hey gizmo. make sure to have fun
Elsa: clown
Ulrike: but not that much. take care
Pierce: what are you studying again
Max: thank you
Max: scroll up
Pierce: no tell me
Max: fine arts
Pierce: got it
Max: i made it
Max: alright…
Lucas: !!!! omg
Lucas: is it huge?
Max: yeah and smells damp and old
Lucas: like gunther's books! btw he asked about you like. leaned over and went how is he
Max: lmaoo
Lucas: hes just like that
Max: k ttyl. i need to find my room
Max: …
Lucas: ok :)
Lucas: <3333
Max: what.
Max tries to open door but its lockded.
?: coming! coming!
Billie: oh my gosh!-
Max: uhm. i don't remember asking for a double--
Billie: you must be my roomie!
Billie: the name's Billie. I'm here for performing arts! what about you
Max: i can tell.
Max: Max- hold on your name's Billie?
Billie: Jang. wait- are you The Max? ooooh! FINE ARTS!!!
Max: jesus you're Pierce's girlfriend.
Billie: bro… he's Billie's boyfriend.
Max: hm. you seem pretty cool
Billie: ditto! i like your wallet chain
Max: i like your… mess.
Billie: hey i just arrived!
Billie: what if i give you a tour? i'm basically an expert
Billie: ohohoho! this is gonna be more fun than i expected
some random guy bumps into max on purpose
?: hey pretty face
Billie: look Max, we got the only double with a bathroom!
Max: ah- yeah yeah
Billie: personally i find it cozy but there's one issue
Max: oh those are some hideous curtains.
Billie: aren't them? i think we should just make them into pillows or something
Max: i was thinking destroying them beyond recognition but that could work
#HI BILLIE#say goodbye to max for some months until it part three starts bye max#TS4#munch#max villareal#billie jang#and all the people max was testing#well there goes max
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Prompt: What would they do to celebrate your birthday?
Part(s): Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Scarabia, Octavinelle, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, and Diasmonia You’re here: Heartslabyul!
A/N: Hey everyone. I know I have requests backed up to the nines but was my birthday and I need some comfort teehee (I am also SO mad that twst doesn’t have a thing for the MCs birthday >:( ). Some are longer than others because the inspiration train hit, but I really don't care. I love me my boys, what can I say? I hope you guys can read this for your birthdays and be happy :)
Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle arranges a private celebration. Likely requests permission to bring a small table with chairs into his bedroom. Then decorates it to seat dinner for two. White lace tablecloth, single red rose in a vase, candles, etc.
Asks Trey to bake your favorite desert because he does not trust himself to mess it up. He did make a few attempts but they did not come out as edible. As much as Riddle wants you to enjoy something he made, he also does not want to be charged for murder.
The celebration is a surprise. He does not act as if he forgot your birthday, but he does enjoy some light teasing. Purposefully letting you know about the 'surprise,' and reminding you to remain patient. It’s quite sinful how much he enjoys toying with your feelings. Like a an unlocked achievement, your restlessness is like giving him a taste of a forbidden sweet. He wants more…yet it is only pleasurable on special occasions.
He asks you to show up to his room dressed in formal attire. He wears a white suit with his best cufflinks. When you arrive the room is dark save for the lit candles, and he takes the special occasion to bend the dorm rules. Eating after dark and having his romantic partner in his bedroom? How scandalous.
Gifts you something practical: a study guide. After you whine for a moment he'll quit being a sadist and instead gifts you a rose brooch. Still practical, and shows that you belong to him hehe
"Happy Birthday, my precious rose. Do not tell anyone I said this but...I would be a shell if not for you. I hope to one day repay this debt of happiness, if you will have me,"
Trey Clover
Trey would not arrange a party of his own. Something tells him that you will be celebrating all throughout the day. If he demanded your attention all for himself, would it even happen? Unlikely.
Trey leaves the celebration to everyone else. He allows them to tire you out and for you to feel special. When all is said and done, he'll walk you home but swing by his dormitory to pick up something 'special'.
He brings out a wicker basket, and inside is full of handmade sweets. You had already eaten treats with everyone else, but these are a Trey special. Little candies that will last you weeks if Grimm doesn't sink his paws into them first.
At the bottom of the basket is a dental hygiene kit. Yeah...he's not the best at romance but is trying.
"It's bad, isn't it? I knew I should have went with jewelry. I'm so sorry, but you can still use it right? You're supposed to change your toothbrush every two months...I'm doing it again, I know. Happy Birthday,"
Cater Diamond
Cater arranges for an all-out birthday extravaganza! Nothing is too good for you and he will be making sure that you have the best day imaginable
Which means that you will be spending it with him alone, teehee. You are cutting class whether you want to or not. Grimm is being left at home and Cater is taking you out to have some fun. First you will go to one of his favorite cafes, and then afterwards the world is in your hands. He'll take you anywhere, just say the word
He takes plenty of pictures, and posts them to his social media regardless of it being proof that you are cutting class. He documents every place you both stop, and if you seem to like something then he buys it. Simple. He just wants you to have a good time and be happy.
Despite his detest for sweets, he takes you to get a birthday treat. Begrudgingly taking a bite of the cake but only if you agree to feed it to him. He gets permission to light a sparkler on top of the treat, and snaps a photo of your face watching it burn out. That one he doesn't post, and instead keeps as his lockscreen.
He gifts you a cellphone strap, and at the end is one-half of a pair of dice. To make a point, he cheekily lifts his own phone to your face to show the matching strap attached.
"Nee~ Did you have fun? Much better than being dragged around boring lectures, right? If only I could have you to myself like this every day...Happy Birthday!"
Ace Trappola
One-third of team "Oh Shit I forgot,". Other members are pretty obvious but will be clarified soon.
Yes, Ace forgot about your birthday. In his defense, you did not mention it at all and he is known for being a ditz on "occasion". He scrambles to come up with a celebration the day of and utterly fails. Luckily other students had plans that he was able to piggyback on.
Yet...he does get a bit jealous. Since he planned nothing special, he had to share your attention with everyone else. As your boyfriend, he should be the one spending the most time with you. Since your family is in another world, he is the closest to your kin and demands his superiority to be recognized.
Which...backfires in his face. He thought it would be funny to shove your face into the cake after blowing out the candles. Why? I don't know, ask him yourself. Yet now he is been banished from the party room and your pictures are ruined.
He feels bad, yet not enough to apologize verbally. Ace waits out the night, and the next day shows up at your dorm in the morning with his show-magic kit in hand.
Since he didn't get you a present, why not put on a show? While you eat breakfast with the Ramshackle ghosts, Ace entertains you with flashy card tricks and puns.
"Ah...that's good. You're not mad at me anymore. Huh?! You are?! Putting all this together wasn't easy y'know!...yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. It's a bit late, but Happy Birthday,"
Deuce Spade
We have hit two-thirds of team, "Oh Shit I forgot,".
This is entirely out of Deuce's character. If his mother found out that he forgot his partner's birthday, he would be strung up and left to hang with the crows. You see, Deuce thought your birthday was the week prior. Which means he set everything up much earlier than needed.
He wanted to act on impulse and whisk you away to visit his home. He did, really. Yet that is not what a proper student would do and he doubts that you would appreciate the spontaneity. So, what's he do?
Calls his mom, of course. Asks her for advice on what to do, or more specifically, "Mom, please tell me how to not mess this up I don't know what I'm doing anymore-"
He keeps it simple. A treat and a present. Yet...his inner Deuce gets the better of him and he decides to decorate Ramshackle with streamers while you are asleep.
Nothing makes him more ashamed than getting chewed out by ghosts. Not only did he make a mess, but it wasn't even your birthday!
Shyly, he pulls out the treat and present from behind his back. It's nothing much, really. Just a pair of gloves for the winter. He's no good at picking gifts and went for practicality.
Yet despite the scolding he received, your smiling face makes him willing to do it all again.
"I'm sorry for botching everything, but I want you to know how much I appreciate you! Happy Birthday!"
#twst scenarios#twst#twisted wonderland#twst x reader#twst imagines#twisted wonderland scenarios#twisted wonderland imagines#twisted wonderland x reader#ace trappola#ace trappola x reader#riddle resehearts#rissle rosehearts x reader#trey clover#trey clover x reader#deuce spade#deuce spade x reader#cater diamond#cater diamond x reader
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Gara aga, Ugbu a, N'ọdịnihu.(Past, Present, Future.)
Pairing: M’Baku x OC
Word count: 1.3k
Warnings: None. Yet
Summary: Kya finds her self at the wrong place at the wrong time. Fortunately, M’Baku finds her before the avengers do.
Melting
The next morning
I find myself waking up to Kya. Still sleep and her white hair wrapped up in a wrap. I sit up, trying to wake up. I pick her up to put her across my lap and hold her the big baby she is. She’s heavier than usual. I throw the covers off, trying to make sense of it all. She’s….. pregnant? That was fast.
“You’re up early, ukumkai wam.” She whispered. Her words made me melt. She was breathtaking. Swollen with child but still glowed brighter than the sun itself.
“I…. Ngowam?” I questioned. She laughed and hit my shoulder.
“Of course it's yours, idiot!” Her smile warmed something in me I could not explain. I’ve had many women but this one….. everything about her shined.
Wait.
Please don’t let this be a dream. I touched her belly and kissed her lips. Soft as I remember.
Then everything went dark.
Damn it was a dream.
I woke up and she was gone. I jolt up, throwing the covers off my legs. I frantically searched her bathroom. The dream threw me for a loop. She’s not there. I open the door to her living room.
“M’Baku? Everything okay?” She said before she took a bite of something in her bowl. I let out the breath I’ve been holding for what seemed like forever.
“I am…. Fine.” I walk over to her.
“Bast sake, put something on that tree trunk.” She laughed, holding out her hand, acting like she hasn’t seen it before.
“I am King of Wakanda, i will do as i please.” I smiled, holding out my arms out like i was on display. I sit on the cold chair. I shudder, hoping she didn’t notice. Her eyes never left me. Those same eyes. Her smile. I think…. It can't be.
“I got us breakfast. Hopefully its still warm.” She spoke.
“Thank you, my royal advisor. Who will I be seeing today?”
“ you have a meeting with-“ suddenly the door swings open.
Great, the dressers are here.
They walk in and move the food. Placing all sorts of pants and dresses on the table
“Hey! I wasn’t finished.” she yelped. I get up ,knowing the routine. They put my clothes on quickly and took me to the bathroom. They all tried to fit but couldn’t due to the smaller bathroom. They’re job was to dress me quickly before my day starts. Before my life begins. One stays while the others rush to
Kya. Turn my head to make sure they don’t leave and to see her get dressed. The woman cuts the middle of my eyebrow on the right. She begins to cuss me out, I apologize but my head never moves.
She was struggling. It was hilarious. She couldn’t stand still. They put on one outfit. Didn’t fit or it didn’t go together. They place a black cloth to pull her hair back but keep her bangs out. They place an off-the-shoulder top with a black corset on top. Her chest is almost on full display. The woman shoves a toothbrush into my mouth. I forgot where i was.
“I can brush my own teeth. Thank you.” I say.
Overstepping as usual.
I brush my teeth and spit. The sink was nearly below my waist. I looked at my cut in my eyebrow, I realized how different I looked.
The same but…… different.
Better somehow.
They try to push me out of the bathroom so they can groom her but I sit on the toilet. They ignore me as they brush her teeth. She can't keep up. She just looks adorable as she tries to find herself in many hands. They add finishing touches as they put on her sandals.
“Is she to your liking, my King?” They all present her to me.
“She is beautiful.” I said, astonished. The rest of her outfit consists of an off the shoulder black dress with long sleeves that flare out. A corset that had a brown wrap around it. The dress touched her beautiful feet.
How did they put black polish on her feet and nails?
They rush out.
“Do you do this every morning?” She snickered.
“Every day.“
She turns to walk out but turns around to me
“We have work to do, my King.” She grabs the binder,flipping through the pages and finds what she needs to see.
“The council is to see you first and then the tribe's people. They have a multitude of problems they need you to sort.” She reads and reads.
As we walk, she still reads. I thought since she was from the future she know what was going to happen in the future. What was her role? Was she a peasant?
We get many looks as she walks next to me. The whispers grow as I walk up to the throne.
“Silence!! Whispers behind the Kings back lead to treason!” I said loudly. Making sure they get the message.” Let’s get on with it.”
They talk about trades and other things. Boring in it own right. I nod off to sleep. Feel a pitch on my arm, waking me up. Whoops.
They conclude.
“That is all my King.” The leader of the Dora milaje bows and hits her staff on the ground twice. No one gets up. They all look at Kya and at each other.
“You look as if there is an elephant in the middle of the room. SPEAK UP.” I yell. An elder spoke.
“My king. Who is she?” All eyes turn to her. As they should be.
“My royal adviser.” A Dora Milaje speaks up
“Was she not your prisoner?” They asked, making everyone in the room erupt.
“SILENCE! Please…” I gulped. Why am I nervous?
“She is no longer a threat. She seems to be organized and smart in her own right. I need help since I’ve never run a kingdom before. I did not feel the need to run it by you since I am King. All of you dismissed.” No further questions were asked. Everyone cleared out. Even my advisor.
“I- I am sorry for today” I speak softly, being apologetic, catching her before she walked out.
“It’s okay. I’m used to royal speculation.” She giggles. Her laugh. Her face. Her smile. Perfection.
Wait
“ What do you mean by that?”
“I am the daughter of King t’challa.” She said boldly.
“You cannot be! He is dead!”
“He had a child before he passed.” She said quietly.
I wasn’t upset. How could I not know this?! We could be training his offspring? I’m not fit to rule… let him take my place.
“We are right where we need to be. For right now.” That broke me out of my thoughts.
“Ah! What do you mean?” I stand up and walk towards her. “After all this you do not want to stay?!”
“Yes! I need to go home!”
“How will you get there? By hopes and dreams? You are safe here.”
“But my family?! They miss me, my mother misses me. I miss home!….” She started tearing up.
“I could make this home for you…” I grabbed her hands, placing her hands on my chest.
“I’m sorry.. we don’t know what will happen if I stay too long where I don’t belong.”
Then we will find a way home for you and maybe test to make sure you are safe, okay?”
She nodded and pulled me in for a kiss on the cheek.
“You are too kind M’baku.” Her sweet voice fills my ears. She brings me a joy I’ve never felt before. I pull her in tighter, trying not to break her as if she was glass.
“Let us make our leave. We start immediately.” I said. I don’t want her to leave but I will not deny her. It will break my heart but seeing her happy is all I need.
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