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tearfallpixie · 3 months ago

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Make Mama Happy - Chapter 12

Only back a little. I am dragging today but I felt good enough to give you the next chapters. 🖤🖤🖤

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“Heather!” I screamed. Vinny and I had gone to the airport to pick up my best friend and her boyfriend and to say I had missed her was an understatement. I’m sure to the onlookers it was comical to see two grown women running full speed at each other, but I didn’t care. I missed my best friend too much.

“Nichole!” We tackled each other in the middle of the walkway and stood there for what felt like a lifetime. “I missed you so much.”

“Never leave me for that long again or I’m cutting off all of your hair.” I cried; the threat completely empty but it got a laugh out of her.

“I promise.” We pulled away and I saw Rick standing behind her with a guilty expression.

“Hey brat. I kinda missed you.” He mumbled. “Can I get a hug?” I cocked my head but when he opened his arms, I found myself walking into them. We hugged each other for a second before pulling back and me landing a decent punch to his arm.

“I guess I kinda missed you too. But you deserved that. Asshole.” I huffed as an afterthought, pride coursing through my body as he rubbed his now sore arm with a grin. The boys hugged briefly before we made our way over to the baggage claim and found their luggage.

“You and Rick are getting along? Is the world ending?” Heather asked me quietly. We were trailing a few feet behind our boys so they couldn’t hear us over the roar of all the people returning home from the holidays.

“Don’t think to much into it. He texted me on Christmas with an apology and I decided to try to be friends. I don’t expect it to last.” I giggled. We got their stuff and headed out to the car, Rick and Vinny sitting up front and Heather and I sitting in the back. It was about a 20-minute drive back to Rickys place and I had to admire it. I hadn’t been there before so I didn’t realize that his house was sitting on a bit of land and tucked inside a bunch of trees. “Your home is beautiful Richard.” His house was a gorgeous white two story house that had giant windows looking into the living room to let in a lot of natural light.

“Thank you. I got lucky to find this property.” We unloaded their bags and Rick handed his to Vinny. “Can you take that up to my room please?” The drummer nodded and both him and Heather went inside and up the stairs. “So I was thinking Thursday afternoon we could go look at rings.” He said casually.

“Are we not going to talk about this?” I asked, my frustration with how dismissive he was being boiling over.

“What? I’m trying to.” He said stupidly.

“Not ring shopping Rick! You hate me! Why are you acting all buddy-buddy now?” I snapped.

“You’re dating Vinny. I’m stuck with you in my life now so I might as well get use to you being here.” He shrugged. “You guys seem happy too. So, I guess I was wrong about you.”

“Jesus! You can’t go 10 minutes without trying to take a jab at me, can you? Did you forget you tried to lie about me to my best friend? Tried to convince her I was scum who tried to steal you away?” I was getting seriously annoyed with him in that moment.

“I apologized for that! And I’m being truthful. I was wrong about you and I’m sorry!” He was getting angry now too. I didn’t know how we were ever going to try to make a friendship work if we couldn’t go 5 minutes without fighting.

“Yeah, whatever. This is still probably some joke so you and Vin can have one last laugh. I like him a lot, but I can never catch a break with you two.” I growled. Ricks eyes went wide but they weren’t looking at me. I turned around to see Vinny and Heather standing in the doorway of the house both of them looking sad but an underlying look of anger in Vinny’s eyes.

“Do you still think so little of me?” He asked slowly.

“Vin-“

“I invited you into my home, I let my mother take you under her wing. Hell, even my father loves you! And yet you still hold me at arm’s length.” He was scarily calm right now and it terrified me. Rick had moved over to Heather and pulled her away from what was sure to be a cat fight.

“This was all fake when it started Vinny. It was a show so you could get your mom off your back. I’m sorry if I am still having a hard time believing this is real.” I scoffed. He didn’t get a right to be mad at me for being scared.

“So the last two weeks meant nothing to you?” He had gotten closer to me and I could feel the fury rolling off of him.

“Oh, the last two weeks where you seem like you are walking on eggshells around me? Sure, you can call this a relationship but ever since we slept together on Christmas eve you’ve been acting weird around me.” I sighed. “Don’t forget this all started because he called me a whore and you believed him.” I jerked my hand at the guitarist.

“Fuck, I am so sick of you throwing that in his face! It was an idiot move and he apologized! Get over it.”

“You’re complaining about me not trusting you and yet you still defend him!” I laughed pathetically. I knew it was all too good to be true. “Fuck this. I take back what I said. I thought I loved you but you cant even be man enough to say it back and now this? I’m hurt. I get to be hurt. So if you want to choose his side then fine. I’m not going to deal with this shit anymore.”

“Rick, I’m going to go home. I need some air.” Vinny went back to his car and got in, quickly taking off without me and leaving me there with Heather and Rick. As I watched him drive away my eyes filled with tears and I barely felt myself collapse into a heap on the drive way. I had probably just ruined the best relationship of my life because of my stupidity and there was no way he was going to forgive me now. I laid there in a puddle of tears as strong arms reached down and pulled me into seated position, hugging me tightly. I glanced up to see Rick watching me with a sad smile and that made me cry even harder.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered. “I- I forgive you. I’m just-“ I couldn’t even finish my words but I could tell he understood. I wasn’t even mad at him anymore so I didn’t know why I couldn’t just let the situation go and trust in him and Vinny. He lifted me into his arms and carried me inside to his couch. He set me down and I drifted off, only barely registering the blanket he pulled up over my shoulder.

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“Mom?” Vinny whispered. He was currently standing on her porch, having driven around for the better part of 4 hours before he landed there. Tears were streaming down his face and he angrily tried to wipe them away but as he did new ones just fell.

“Vincenzo, honey, what’s wrong?” Rosa asked, grabbing his arm and pulling him inside. “Its cold dear. Come in and I will make you hot chocolate.”

“I messed up.” He mumbled. “Nichole, shes- shes amazing and perfect and kind and sweet and I like her and I ruined it all.” He went over to the couch and collapsed onto it, taking a pillow and burying his face.

“I’m sure that isn’t true. Now stop trying to suffocate yourself, that won’t win her back.” His mom scolded him, setting the hot chocolate on the table. He dropped the pillow to his lap and sighed.

“She’s never going to forgive me! It was ruined before it even started and it’s all my fault!”

“How is it your fault exactly?” She sat in the chair across from him and waited for him to respond. He hated how patient and understanding she was because all he wanted was to hate himself right now and he wanted her to hate him too. He was a horrible son.

“Because I believed Rick. He opened his god damn mouth and I believed him and that was before I even met Nichole. He was lying about her so that I would hate her. But I don’t. I love her and-“ He froze at his words and let out a frustrated yell. “I fucking love her. I’m so fucking stupid. She told me she loved me and I didn’t have the balls to say it back and now she’s gone.” He shoved the pillow over his face again and actually tried suffocating himself this time.

“Richard is your best friend. I’m sure he told you what he did with good intentions.” The pillow dropped once more and he shook his head. He wished he could just disappear and all of this would just go away. He just wanted to hold Nichole in his arms right now and hug her and tell her everything was going to be ok but he messed that all up.

“No. He told me she had been flirting with him behind Heathers back so the first time I saw her I told her we didn’t want her kind around us and she needed to leave. I treated her like trash only to find out moments later that Rick had lied to me because he didn’t want me to be with her.”

“I’m sorry. I’m confused. How did you two end up together?”

“Because Ky said you were going to set me up with someone! I didn’t want a relationship at the time so I asked her to fake date me for a while to get you off my back.” He froze and his eyes went wide. He had not meant to say that and from the look on his mother’s face, she was not amused. The way she leaned back in her chair and raised a single eyebrow terrified him. He had only seen that expression a hand full of times before. Once when his sister had a pregnancy scare in high school, once when Kyle had broken Vinny’s arm when they were wrestling, and once when Vinny himself had decided to drop out of college to pursue a career with this small band that had very little hope of succeeding at the time. This look was one you never wanted to see on Mama Mauro. “I can explain.”

#motionless in white #vinny mauro #vinny mauro fanfic #make mama happy

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pastafossa · 2 years ago

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Hi Pasta!! I have a question 🙃 What do you think Matt and Jane got each other for Christmas? I cant stop thinking about it. They’re so cute 🥹

BEHOLD. Like 1.1k so rest is behind a see more, but this was in my drafts for what their gifts would be. I didn't have time to get the whole scene done with everything, but I figured this would do!

It didn’t take long for Matt to make use of some of his Christmas gifts, and you found yourself standing by the couch less than an hour later, staring down in amusement at the happy, melted puddle that was Matt Murdock beneath the glow of a Christmas tree.

He’d burrowed down into his new hoodie, his eyes closed and his nose tucked down into the velvet-soft alpaca wool that lined the inside—some of the softest wool you’d been able to find, and something you’d searched long and hard for. Wrapped around the rest of him was a rich, red alpaca wool blanket, thick and warm and equally soft. You had a feeling that, under the blanket, he’d likely also slipped into his new fleece-lined sweats and fleecy socks, ninety-five percent of his body now cradled in soothing, warm comfort.

“So is that a yes on those?” you said softly, relieved now that it was obvious you’d chosen right when it came to this. It had been… a while, since you’d given anything for Christmas, much less given a gift to someone who meant as much to you as Matt did. Soft had seemed a good road to take, and you’d spent ages hunting for something that he’d be able to wear even when his senses ramped up to the point of pain. “Soft enough?”

A quiet sigh, almost a moan, was his response, followed by a glutted “Mhm,” before he lazily lifted his arms out from under the blanket, opening them to you. You quickly took up the invitation, climbing into his lap and letting him wind his arms around you. You dropped your head against his shoulder, reaching over to run your palm across the velvet-soft fabric covering his chest. His reaction was instant, arching up into your hand as he purred and melted further into the couch at the sensation of the fabric sliding on his skin, his head lolling back when you nuzzled in past the collar of the hoodie so you could press your lips gently to his pulse. Briefly, you passed over the new necklace chain he wore, the little braille pendant reading ‘Always Loved’ hidden somewhere beneath the fabric, its color a match for the key around your neck. That, at least, you knew was a success, but the rest...

“You really do like the clothes, don’t you?” you asked him, relaxing a little, curling your fingers to scratch a little as you ran them up and down his chest. “I had a good feeling on the necklace, but for these… I wasn’t sure.” “Why not?” he asked sleepily, fumbling one hand up until he could slip it up under the back of your shirt, palming the line of your spine like you were stroking his chest. You weren’t surprised; he always tried to reciprocate, or maybe he just... liked having an excuse to touch you back. “These are probably the softest things I own now. They’re perfect. They feel amazing.”

“I was worried it was too… I don’t know. Impersonal.” You drummed your fingers a little against his chest, tucking your legs up until you were more comfortable. “But you shouldn’t have to wear things that hurt on your bad days, or at all really, so I-I guess I just—”

“The hoodie smells like you,” he murmured, tipping his head to lay it atop yours. You went quiet, still and unmoving as he continued, “I can tell that you wore it for me a little after washing it, and that it made you happy to do it, because your scent’s different when you’re happy and when you love someone. And every time I move, nothing scratches. Nothing hurts. All of these feel soft and gentle, like how you touch me when I’m bleeding, and when I need you most.” His chest expanded and then dipped on a contented sigh, and then he reached up, brushing his thumb over your cheek, his thumb coming away wet. His voice dropped to something even softer, low and tender. “So much of my life is pain, sweetheart. How could the way you touch me, the way you want to take away some of that pain from me, be impersonal?”

You wound yourself a little tighter around him, hiding your face against his neck as you let out a shaky breath, and he pulled you in tighter with a soothing noise. You’d been so… so terrified you’d fuck this up, that you’d do this wrong after so many years of dodging it, of being alone, of being forced to avoid anything like a holiday, anything like friends or love. The idea that you’d gotten it right on your first try…

And you weren’t the only one.

You leaned away from him just far enough to pick up one of the two photo frames on the coffee table where it had been set atop a massive pile of books you’d wanted to read for years, years in which you’d been forced to pass them by, story by story, cover by cover until Matt hunted down those stories and placed them back into your hands. You laid back against his chest again after you’d brushed your fingers fondly over the books, and instead, you focused once more on the photo inside the elegant black frame.

Foggy had taken it at Josie’s at some point—a candid of you and Matt crammed into a booth, his arm draped around your shoulders as you leaned into him, a bright grin on his face, your head tipped back as you laughed at something he’d said. The warmth in your eyes and his smile was obvious as you stared fondly up at him beneath the dull glow of the bar, at the very same table Foggy had once worked at to ensure your friendship with Matt was mended. There was no disguising what this was. And…

“I can’t believe I can put this on my desk now,” you whispered, tracing your fingers over the frame.

And you didn’t… have to disguise it, did you? There was no need to hide, not anymore. You could have his picture on your desk, could hold his hand as he walked you home, could kiss him when he came to see you at your office or you at his or when you were both out in the rain. And he could do the same with the second picture, one destined for his own desk, all so that he could proudly gesture towards it whenever you came up.

A… a real life.

He lifted one arm and you sniffled, crawling back around to wrap your arms around him in return, burying your face against his neck as he held you close. Held you here at home—a home for you both, for your tree, for your books, for an actual life, lived fully and completely and wholly for the first time.

“I love you, so much,” he whispered. "Merry Christmas."

“Love you, too. Merry Christmas.”

There was no bigger gift he could give you.

#the red thread #matt murdock x f!reader #matt murdock x reader #daredevil x f!reader #daredevil x reader #daredevil #matt murdock #reader #fic #ficlet #fanfic #x reader #fluff #christmas fluff #basically the two of them trying to give each other what they feel might mean most to the *other person*#jane looks for something that will help him hurt less and something that will remind him that he's cared for and ALWAYS loved #even when the dark voices say otherwise #and even when those voices (THAT SOUND LIKE FUCKING STICK) tell him he doesn't deserve the soft things that make his skin hurt less #now he'll be able to argue back 'she gave it to me because she loves me' and sort of circumvent it by latching onto #'she gave it to me so it's only right that i use it and i don't have to feel bad or weak'#and he gets her things she's missed out on while on the run #books she's always wanted to read along with a picture she can finally put on her desk to publicly say 'yes he's mine and i love him'#and he can do the same #there's also a very large stuffed penguin that matt put one of his shirts on so she can hold it while he's gone if she has a panic attack #but didn't really have time for that so prob just gonna work that into TRT

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kringletheelf04 · 2 years ago

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The list and wrapping duty

(Chapter 7 of two souls entwined in the North Pole)

It's been a week since Bernard showed up in the bakery. Dad is officially on thin ice. He showed up at Charlie's soccer game and apparently all the children lined up to sit on his lap. And he let them! I'm driving home from work and as I pull up the delivery man pulls up as well. I get out and go up to the truck.

"S.c?" The delivery man asks.

"My dad. I'll sign for it though." I say, initialing the papers.

"All right, I'll get your packages." The guy says, unloading multiple large boxes.

"Packages?" I ask, scrunching my nose slightly.

"Yes, there's many of them here." The man says.

I quickly go unlock the front door, propping it open so he can set them inside.

After over ten minutes the man finally hands the last package directly to me. I shut the door with my hip and set down the package onto the kitchen table. I get a knife and cut the package open. Inside is a list long enough to wrap around the house.

"What's this?" I mumble.

"The list." I hear a voice behind me call out.

Turning around I see Bernard standing there with several rolls of wrapping paper and a roll of ribbon. He sets them down, leaning them against the wall.

" I can see that. Why's it here?" I gesture to the multiple boxes scattered through the walkway.

"Your dad has to check them. Remember, p for present and c for coal." Bernard nods.

"What's that for?" I ask, pointing to the wrapping paper.

"Training. Remember when I said your part is harder than your dads. Today we will be tackling wrapping." He picks up the now empty box that carried one part of 'the list'.

" Ok, I guess. But let's move to my room. I don't want my dad having a heart attack when he gets home. I don't think he'll believe you're real even if he sees you." I say taking the paper and ushering Bernard up the stairs.

I open my bedroom door and pull Bernard in, shutting and locking it behind me.

"Dad's got no sense of privacy so I'm gonna have to keep the door locked. Otherwise he'd come in and see, well, you, I guess." I explain.

"Has the santafacation process begun yet? It usually only takes three three months to be complete." Bernard asks, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Santafacation? You mean my dad growing a beard that can't be shaved off, his hair turning white, and him gaining 150 pounds? If so than yes." I turn back to him.

"Oh good. I was afraid that the unwillingness would effect it." Bernard sighs.

"So wrapping and ribbon tying?" I ask.

"Yes, two very important parts of Christmas. We will practice until you get it just right." He pulls out tape and scissors and sets them next to the paper.

This is gonna be a long time.

(TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY FED EX)

It's been over three hours wrapping. I finally got it just right. I've been fumbling over the ribbon tying though. I can't seem to get it right.

"Christmas Eve I believe it was 1955, Dubuque Iowa. Santa's making his way down a very dusty chimney when, CRASH- BOOM-ZING! A bow catches a rusty nail and rips off. Santa loses his footing and plummets all the way down through the chimney mr gets wedged between brick and cement and can't move. Now we don't want that to happen again do we?" Bernard monologues.

"That might be a little funny seeing my dad fall. But seeing as falling 20 feet instantly kills Santa's, maybe that's a bad idea." I look up at him.

"Is this one good enough yet?" I ask him handing the box to him.

"Exemplary, actually! I knew you could do it (y/n)!" He praises.

My cheeks heat up slightly. Somehow his praise makes me act different than others.

"Now, next time I see you we will work on placing the presents under the tree." Bernard stands.

"We don't have a tree. Mom used to buy us a real one each year, but after she passed we never bought one again." I get up off my knees.

"Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." He shakes his head.

"Can you stay? Dad won't be home for a couple hours!" I ask him.

"Well, I don't feel great leaving Curtis in charge for too long." He rubs his arm.

"Please??? Just a little bit longer surly won't hurt!" I practically beg.

He sighs. "I guess half an hour more won't hurt."

I jump up, wrapping him in a tight hug. We nearly fall onto my bed with the amount of force I put into the hug.

" I like you, ya know?" I whisper to him.

"I kinda got that when you kissed me." He whispers back.

I snort and place a kiss on his cheek. Suddenly my ears start to feel like they are on fire.

"Ow!" I say, hand going up to rub my ear.

"What's wrong?" Bernard's face shows concern.

"My ears have been killing me lately. I don't know why though." I sit on my bed, legs crossed.

"I didn't think it'd happen this quickly. I guess I should have warned you." He grimaces, sitting down next to me.

"Warned me what?!" I ask, face full of worry.

"Well, uh, you're ears are changing." He takes my hands into his.

"Changing?" I ask, baffled.

"You know how your dad's changing. You're changing too. Just not as much. You've already got the power to talk to animals, but now your ears are going to become pointed. Your ears are going to hurt until they have fully transformed." Bernard discloses.

"Ugh," I groan. "how long will that take?"

"Actually I don't think you'll have to worry about that anymore." Bernard bites his thumb.

"What does that mean?" I ask.

"You might want to look in the mirror." Bernard says, like the fox caught in the henhouse.

I rush to my bathroom. Looking in the mirror I can see that my ears are now pointed. How am I gonna be able to walk around like this. Good thing that hat has ear flaps.

I walk out of the bathroom, cheeks red from partial embarrassment. Bernard's got the same look in his eyes when we kissed last.

"I love you." He blurts out, hand quickly covering is mouth and eyes going wide.

"I think I love you too Bernard." I swallow.

I walk over to him, pulling him onto the bed with me. His eyes dart from mine to my lips. I reach up and brush the hair from his face. Even sitting down, he's taller than me. He kisses me, one hand on my back and the other entwined writhing my own hand. This is different from before. More passionate. Our lips clash against each other. Suddenly a knock at my door pulls us away from each other.

"Honey! I'm back from work! I was wondering if you wanted to order pizza for dinner tonight!" My dads voice snaps is out of it.

"We'll talk later. I'm sorry we got interrupted." I whisper into his neck.

"It's fine. We will have plenty of time in ten months or so." He whispers back, a ghost of a smile on his lips.

I get up and walk to the door. I turn around and see Bernard gone.

"Yeah! Pizza sounds awesome! Can we get a veggie lovers one this time though?" I ask, unlocking the door.

I swing the door open and see my dad standing there. It seems like he's gotten bigger if possible. His eyes go to my ears and I subconsciously go to cover them.

"What the hell is this (y/n)? What's up with your ears?" He says pulling on one of them.

"First off, ow. Secondly, it's part of my transformation. Like you gained weight and grew a beard. I grew pointed ears." I explain.

"This is crazy! That was just a dream!" He says, trying to convince himself more than me.

"It wasn't a dream dad!" I argue with him.

"How do you know that?" He asks.

"Because my soulmate has been visiting me when your at work! That's how!" I burst at him without thinking.

"What? Soulmate?!" Dad stands confused.

"Yes! Bernard ended up being my soulmate. That's why I was born with a tattoo! Because it's not a tattoo, but a way of knowing who your soulmate is!" I seeth.

"Why that's wonderful!" Dad squeezes me.

"Too tight dad!" I choke out.

" I guess I knew that that night was real, but logic stopped me from realizing it." He let's me go.

"I love you dad." I hug him.

"I love you too honey." He hugs me back.

#fanfiction #bernard the arch elf #bernard the elf #bernard the head elf #the santa clause #x reader #fanfic #the santa clause two #bernard the elf x reader #reader insert #xreader #bernard #david krumholtz #character x reader #christmas lights #elves #my fanfiction #self indulgence babey #self indulgence time

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lcs-library · 1 year ago

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ello i see reqs are open 👀 may i have a banrisa with christmas theme 10 (the lights one) pretty please? 🙏🏻 if you'd like help narrowing down ideas, maybe they're in isa's apartment and one of them got tangled up in the lights or smth JSHDJD they were being silly goofy ;9 thanks friend!! 🙏🏻🫶🏼

SORRY THIS IS KINDA LATE…… Ofc bestie!!! It’s short but sweet, so I hope you like it<3

“You’re sure this ain’t too much?” Banri asked, hauling a large box across Isa’s apartment. “I mean, your tree’s kinda small, I don’t think this many ornaments will fit.”

“It’ll be fine, Banri-kun, I promise!” Isa replied, fanning out the branches of her, admittedly tiny, Christmas tree, only standing at about three-quarters of her height. She stood back, framing it with her hands, making sure it was at just the perfect angle.

It was no secret that Isa liked the holiday, despite all that had happened surrounding it. The fun decorations, the tasty food, and the time with loved ones was something she enjoyed greatly, and this year, there was another reason to love it. This was the second year in a row she’d be spending with Banri, and it was always a treat for her to have him all to herself after his troupe’s show had closed for the season, even if she knew it was a little selfish.

Once Isa was sure she was happy with the tree, she turned to Banri.

“What do you think? Should we move it any more?” She asked him eagerly.

“Looks good,” he replied, bringing her into a back hug. “Of course, anything you do ‘s good.”

“You’re sure?”

“Always,” he affirmed with a smirk, planting a quick kiss to her forehead. “Is there anything else I can help ya out with?”

“Yeah, actually! Do you mind helping with the lights on the tree? They should be in the box next to the couch.”

“Of course, I’m down.”

With ease, he quickly found the box she was talking about, opening it to be met with the second-worst thing for his Easy Mode buff. Tangled cords.

This is fine, Banri. You’ve done this with earbuds, remember? Just play it cool, I’m sure she won’t notice.

He took the crumpled mess out of its prison, setting it beside him as he sat on the floor. He’d be fine so long as Isa wasn’t watching, which, as of right now, didn’t seem to be the case, as she was busy sifting through the rest of the holiday decorations she had bought on their shopping trip last weekend. He was safe.

After managing to find the plug, he slowly attempted to release it from the one crossing over it. Then the next. This was shaping up to be easy.

Wait, why was it crossing over again? He just undid it! He groaned, tossing that piece of the wire behind him. He’d deal with it later. For now, he’d worry about the task in front of him.

Ah, screw it, this one was hard too. Behind him it goes.

Then the next. Why were they all such a struggle? This one’s getting tossed, too.

Before he realized, Banri was covered from head to toe in strings of lights, somehow more tangled than they were previously. God, he probably looked so stupid right now, but he would have to ask for at least a little help.

“Uh… Isa-chan?”

She turned to the sound of his voice, only to burst into a fit of giggles.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” he said with a sigh, “can you just help me out here?”

“Just one sec, okay?”

“What, why?”

In an instant, Isa’s phone was out as she circled him, taking way too many pictures for Banri’s taste. With every one of her coos at his “grumpy kitty energy,” she called it, he grumbled, complaining more and more each time. Isa patted his head, giving his hair a quick ruffle in a rare role reversal.

“Alright, I’m done. Let’s get you out of here, okay?” She said with a soft smile.

She poked and prodded at the lights, pulling strings here and setting some there, doing her best to untangle him. Unfortunately, she was met with a struggle of her own.

“Banri-kun?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m stuck.”

“You’re what.”

“I guess we’ll have to both be tangled now, huh?”

“ISA HOW THE HELL-“

The end<3

#YIPPEEE TY FOR THE REQ DELI #thanks for the request!#request games #a3!#<-for backlist sorry #other yumes #Isa tag #a3! yume #Christmas/winter game 2023 #my fics

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suntoru · 2 years ago

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸 ✧˚ · .

a/n: hi my lovely darlings! i know i’m a couple days late, but it took me a while to think of these prompts. if you would like to send a prompt, don’t hesitate to do so, choose as many ask you want! you are also welcome on giving me suggestions for more prompts <3 also please people make requests i’ll feel embarrassed if nobody does /hj 🥺🥺

requests: currently closed!

prompt 1: “hello, we’re here to report a missing person. y/n l/n, if you are still in the mall, come to the front desk. *character’s name* is there waiting for you.”

prompt 2: *holds a tree branch above you* “oh, it looks like we’re standing under the mistletoe! i think you owe me something~”

prompt 3: “that’s for me to wear and for you to enjoy.”

prompt 4: “you got me a present? you should have!” *gets a pillow to the face*

prompt 5: “aren’t you cold? here, let me give you my jacket.”

prompt 6: “look, it’s snowing! c’mon, let’s hurry so we can build a snowman!”

prompt 7: “awww, are you blushing?” “fuck off, it’s just the cold air.”

prompt 8: “does my baby need help reaching the top of the tree? well too bad, you can get a ladder.” *gets thwacked*

prompt 9: *you slip on the ice, they catch you* “be a little more careful. unless, this is what you planned?”

prompt 10: “you suck ass at decorating cookies. here, this is how you do it.”

prompt 11: “are you purposefully avoiding the mistletoe? well, i’ve got one right here.”

prompt 12: “c’mon, hold my hand, you’re going to fall if you keep on holding onto the ice rink wall.”

prompt 13: “well, i guess it’s just you and me until they let us out of the closet.”

prompt 14: “are you listening to christmas music without me?” *pouts slightly*

prompt 15: “how did you manage to tangle both of us in these lights?”

prompt 16: “i’m glad you’re spending your first christmas with me.”

prompt 17: “your present? oh, it’s me!”

prompt 18: “you want me… to pretend to be your boyfriend for christmas dinner with your family?”

prompt 19: “o-oh wow, you made christmas dinner? you shoudn’t have…” *whispers* you really shouldn’t have…

prompt 20: *you fall while decorating the tree, they catch you* “you know you can let go of me now… right?”

prompt 21: *y/n shrieking* “let go of me, your hands are so cold!”

prompt 22: “…how the fuck did you break into my house… and why is cardboard santa in my bathroom?”

prompt 23: “confessing to me on christmas? that’s a little cliche, don’t you think?”

prompt 24: “shouldn’t you be on top of the tree, angel?”

prompt 25: “i think my singing is a little off-tune.” “a little?”

prompt 26: “honey… i don’t think aizawa wants a *useless item* for christmas…”

prompt 27: “i don’t think we’re supposed to wear a reindeer outfit to the christmas party…” “oh, pshhhh, everybody’s wearing it! hahahahah…”

prompt 28: “what’s that smell? are you baking cookies?”

prompt 29: “you’re getting coal for christmas.”

prompt 30: “if you sing another fucking christmas carol, i’m choking you with the tinsel.”

prompt 31: “y/n! *character’s name!* you’re under the mistletoe so just kiss already!”

prompt 32: “hey, do you wanna go christmas shopping together?” “…it’s december 24th at 11pm…” “is that a no?”

prompt 33: “you light up my world like a christmas tree.” “…we’re breaking up.”

prompt 34: “you know i love you, but you gotta be shitting me right now.”

prompt 35: “no, we’re not getting a pet reindeer.”

prompt 36: “oh my god, i should dye my hair like a candy cane!”

prompt 37: “are you sick? i told you dancing in the snow for a tiktok wasn’t a good idea.”

prompt 38: “that christmas tree isn’t going to be the only thing with an angel on top of it.”

prompt 39: “i’d give up every christmas for a moment with you.”

prompt 40: “babe… did you hide a gift behind the toilet?”

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Dragon's Treasure Ch10 Tamer Of Dragons (ft. Regidrago)

(WARNING: The pokemon does have a few scratches, reader also gets a sprained ankle but again nothing too serious.)

Well...That little reunion between the both of you was awkward, but pleasant!

And you weren't really sure what would be in store for you all later after your work shift but you soon found out just a few hours later. The rest of the day had went by fairly well. You just did some duties behind the counter, cleaned off a few tables, brought out some food- All mundane things while keeping an eye on the time and not soon long after the sky was started to get into the late evening and your shift was over, but Raihan didn't show back up during that entire time. You hung up your apron, bid your boss good bye as he began close up procedures, and then walked out the door- Or you would've before everyone still left in the store looked up all of a sudden when the door slammed back open in a hurry, the bell above the door ringing like crazy from the sudden hit the door gave as everyone looked over and you blinked in surprise at what you saw. Standing there in the doorway, was Raihan. The gym leader was standing there in the doorway heaving and panting like he just ran a hundred mile marathon, a handful of pretty wildflowers clutched in one free hand as he gazed around the small cafe. His eyes locked onto yours in an instant and he immediately held up his free hand in a wave.

"H-Hey, Y/n!," he called with a nervous smile, free hand coming to rub the back of his neck. "I- Um...S-Sorry if I'm late."

You blinked for a moment before shaking your head. "Uh. No. You're right on time. In fact you're a little early." You motioned to the clock. "I just got off work actually."

"Really? Phew. I-I mean! AH!! I-I knew that! T-Totally wasn't worried I messed up the timing. Haha!" He tried not to go red faced when you giggled at his reaction. "See? T-Told ya I had everything under control! Nothing's too much of a challenge for the great Raihan!"

You rose a brow amused. "I knew you could do it. So what's with the plants there?" You nodded towards the flowers he still held. "Taking up gardening as a hobby now?"

He blinked glancing between his hand for a moment before shoving the hand holding the flowers out to you. "Um!" You blinked and leaned back as he practically shoved the small flowers in your face. "T-These are for you! I-I just saw them outside the gate and it reminded me a bit of you."

You slowly blinked at the cheerfully colorful flowers before slowly reaching up to take from Raihan. Raihan...got you flowers? You stared a bit more before smiling and lifting them higher to smell the sweet scent. "These are..beautiful." You looked back at him. "Thank you. What flowers are they?"

He smiled somewhat bashfully before shrugging. "Oh, y'know. Just some wild primroses. They reminded me of you so I just picked them real quick." You let out a small 'Oh' smiling at the primroses you held. That was nice of him. "They symbolize positivity and courage." You blinked back at him and his softened smile. "That's why the-...They remind me so much of you. Y-You're a very kind an-and brace person, Y/n. In fact you c-can say that's what made me fall for you in the first place."

Your face lit up brighter than a christmas tree at the bold statement before you coughed and looked away. "Yeah? W-Well thanks anyways. I guess this was a good move on your part."

He seemed to light up more. "Well of course! Any lovely date deserves some lovely flowers. Though I can't say it compares to the way you look."

He leaned back just before you could swing the flowers at his face. "F-Flattery will get you no where! Besides, I thought you were going to take me out for dinner like you promised."

Oh shoot! He almost forgot about that part! With a smile he casually gestured back to the door with a bow. "Well then my lady, will you give me the honor of escorting such a lovely maiden to the diner?~", he asked holding out his arm for you to take.

You rolled your eyes but accepted his invitation, hanging your arm around his much to his happiness. "Such a gentlemen. Guess I'll have to accept as long as you're not a dragon in disguise waiting to carry me off to your tower."

He chuckled using his other hand to push the door back open for you. "Lucky for you I'm not that kind of dragon."

"Really?," you asked amused following him out. "Then what kind of dragon are you, Mr. Raihan?"

"I happen to be the kind of dragon who defends the princess," he proclaimed proudly placing a hand to his chest and head held high. "Who wouldn't be intimidated by me?~"

"Oh so I'm a princess now?"

"Better. You're yourself. That means you have a heart of gold, and as you know, us dragons llooovve gold." You blinked looking as he smiled at you. "And what am I to do but appreciate the dragon's treasure.~"

You stared at him silently, face lit up more than the sun-

"ACK!?" He spat out and shook his head when all of a sudden he was harmlessly wacked by some flowers.

"I-I-I said flattery won't get you anywhere!!"

"AHAHAHAHA!! It must do something! You're really cute when you're blushing-"

"STOP IT!!"

For a second date it certainly didn't feel too much like one. After all it was just a quick dinner at that small curry corner in the train station again. You were really enjoying the curry the chef could cook and Raihan finally coaxed you into trying that desert he recommended before. The pecha berry short cake with the combee honey glaze and cheri soda float he mentioned when he first saw you in Hammerlocke two months ago. You wanted to refuse but he insisted and you'd be lying if you said you weren't curious about what it tasted like, but you were sure glad you took him up on his offer. Pecha berries tasted very similar too peaches albeit a bit more sour and combee honey added too it just made it sweeter. It tasted sweeter than the normal honey you tasted back in your world. And Cheri berries were just regular cherries, or at least to you they were since they tasted the same as drinking cherry soda. You might wanna ask Chef Steven for his famous desert recipe later if he was nice enough to lend it to you. The conversation you two had was surprisingly casual as well. He mostly asked about you trips around Galar and what had happened in the time since he last saw you which surprised you greatly. You couldn't remember anyone else taking time out bothering to ask you how you day was or if you were doing well.

"-and so then I finally found the guy who ordered the food in the supermarket," you said with a groan remembering your time as an unofficial errand boy for Hulbury, "You'd think he'd be more specific with his directions! But no. The free food was almost not worth the entire thing!"

Raihan could only listen with a grimace. "Really? That had to be so confusing. I mean I don't think Lee would even be that bad with directions."

"I know right! That's what I was thinking." You sighed. "I don't know what was more humiliating. Being an unpaid delivery guy or apologizing to Oleana and Rose."

"You did what you had to do in that moment or what you thought best," Raihan comforted with a look, "I don't blame you for that. I mean we both didn't know they'd-"...he silently trailed off. You both already well knew what he was referring too.

"Yeah." You shook your head sighing once again. "But that was a long time ago now. Things are in the past and I'm just looking forward to the future...And speaking of which." Your head looked up towards the sky just outside the train station. It had gotten dark, but not completely night time. Must've just been sunset. "I better get home. Silver's probably wondering where I am by now." Turning back to him Raihan blinked when your hand reached around into your pocket and brought out your wallet.

"Whoa! Hey!" He frowned a bit and caught your attention back onto him. Without a word he gestured to said wallet in your hands. "What are you doing?"

You paused obviously confused. "Um...Paying my half of the dinner? I'm not just going to let you pay for everything y'know. That'd be messed up of me to expect you to pay for everything even if you did invite me out." You...weren't going to let him spend a whole lot on you? he ended up staring at you longer than he meant too because you asked him. "What? Is there something on my face?"

"N-No. It's just that..no girl's b-been that considerate before to me. I-I didn't think you could get anymore perfect," he mumbled out without thinking and it made you blink before your own face was shot pink........!? He blinked. "I-I mean-! HHHAAAAA!!" He gave an awkward smile. "My bad. Autocorrect."

"You said that out loud," you pointed out changing the subject, "B-But I still can't let you pay for me especially on the second date! That's nuts!"

"Hey. I promised I'd take you out to dinner and I meant it. My idea, my treat." You didn't look very convinced other than your still red face frowning at him, so he sighed and held up his hands. "Ok. How about this? You let me pay this time and then next time we go out it'll be your treat. Say about. Mmm. I dunno-" He rolled a hand looking hopeful at you with a smile. "Maybe hypothetically next Wednesday night. Maybe hypothetically we go to the movies right around the corner and maybe just hypothetically have a good time."

You gave a dry chuckled before you looked at him in disbelief. "Is this your way of asking me out for a third time?"

"Psh. What?" He waved a hand leaning back in his chair. "No. I would never. I was only giving out a hypothetical scenario where we can have more fun. Buuutt-" He gave a sly grin your way. "I certainly would've be apposed to something like that if it were to happen."

You rolled your eyes. "Fine. You know what time I get off."

How did you let yourself get talked into these things? Oh well. At least you'd get the chance to pay him back. After having him pay and setting off out of the train station he looked at you hands in his pockets before nodding off towards the way off back towards your home.

"So..can I walk you home?"

To which you shook your head no. "Thanks but I'll be alright. I remember my way back so don't worry. Besides, it's late and I wouldn't want to keep you."

"Oh. ..Well can I walk you out of Hammerlocke then?"

You gave a small amused sigh at him but nodded making him smile. "Sure. Why not have a big, strong dragon escort little old me through his territory?"

"That's me!," he boldly stated puffing out his chest and giving a smug smile, "No one who dare challenge the mighty tamer of dragons!"

That got a pleased reaction out of you in the form of giggles, before you started walking and to no one's surprise, he followed right next to you smiling proudly at himself for getting you to laugh. The sun had set a little lower and had already started to replace the light with darkness and stars. When you both came to the exit of Hammerlocke you both stopped and you looked up to him with a smile.

"Thanks for dinner! It was more enjoyable than I thought it would be," you thanks with a bright smile and small pink to your cheeks.

He causually waved you off. "Hey. No problem! I can't wait to hang out next week! You'll love the new movie coming out! They say you can see Melony in the background if you look hard enough."

You nodded back to him. "I'm looking forward to it. Just don't forget I'm the one paying. Or else-"

"Hey. Don't come at me. I can take a hint. Besides I think your bite's worse than your bark, Sassy."

"Oh don't worry. I don't bite." With a sly smile you reached up and he blinked when the end of your finger booped his nose. "Much.~" He froze staring cross-eyed at your hand before back at your turning form. "I'll see you later, Dragon Boy. Thanks again for the food!"

And you then left, walking away from the stunned gym leader who had stared after your form disappearing into the dark like a gengar's shadow. Ever so slowly his hand reached up to lightly graze his nose. Immediately his face lit up a bright pink and his heartbeat picked up yet again that day. Oh the things you made him feel-

Next's week date was the same after when he showed up to your after work and after your closing shift the two of you headed off for Hammerlocke's small theater. Honestly you didn't even know Hammerlocke had one since it was so small. The movie was nice. Just your standard cheesy and predictable romantic comedy soap opera, but it was still nice. Especially considering this was your very first time going to a movie theater since you were really young, that bit of knowledge surprised Raihan but you were glad when he didn't pry you more on it. And you did get to repay him for dinner by buying the tickets and food. They weren't all too expensive anyhow so it wasn't any big deal. It was really nice just being able to sit down and spend time with someone so domestically that didn't involve someone nagging you or with any ulterior motives...Well unless you count Raihan asking you out for a fourth time after that, but despite what your first impressions of him were, you found yourself relaxing around him more and more. Maybe it was because you had gotten used to him and his personality? Maybe it was the way he looked so nervous and flustered whenever he asked you out again or apologized if he thought he overstepped? Or maybe it was because his antics made you laugh more than you ever had in a long, long time?...Or maybe it was the butterflies in your stomach or the way your face always seemed to be a rainbow of pink and reds these days but you found yourself more than once staring at him for a few seconds too long, or staring at the doors of the cafe waiting to see his familiar face. Maybe it was because you finally had a friend you could see on a regular bases or maybe-...Just maybe. It was something more? Time passed and things began to change. The cool air hit as the leaves started to change color and pokemon started collecting nuts and berries to be stored away for hibernation or winter food supplies. Fruit started falling from your fruit trees and you had fun watching all the wild pokemon coming around collecting them. And you didn't see Raihan everyday. After all he was still a gym leader and legal guardian of three children with responsibilities, on top of that he was a famous man as the top gym leader. He had appearances to make. So it's not everyday you'd see him as he'd often be doing paperwork, managing his gym, traveling off to make appearances around Galar or exhibition matches, or just spending time with his trainers. He's mentioned them a few times when he'd stop by to buy food for them. You think he mentioned one of his current trips was to watch one of Camilla's soccer games in Wyndon. And that was fine by you. It'd be ludacris to expect him to come see you all the time. Besides you had plenty of things to keep you busy. The old cottage needed a bunch of cleaning and a few repairs which you were working on. There was a leak in the roof that needed to be patched up, the front door hinges creaked too loud causing your ears pain, and the hot water would randomly turn off at the worst times. It was a work in progress but things were slowly getting in order. There was way more upsides to this place than downsides anyways. You could just let your pokemon run around freely and there was a free food supply! It was his most recent trip away however was when Raihan noticed something strange, he had just flown back in the night before from Wyndon again. Something had been up with the new Chairwoman and she had wanted to ask him about some questions concerning Mr. Rose's old goings on with the powerplant, unfortunately he couldn't exactly answer a whole lot of her questions since he barely knew himself what was happening behind closed doors. Oh! And there was also that other thing mentioned to him beforehand-

He had blinked staring at the Chairwoman sitting behind her desk giving him a very serious look. "I'm sorry...You want to what again?"

"We want to release some pokemon into the reserve just behind Hammerlocke," Chairwoman Dahlia spoke to him not hesitating to get straight to the point, "Recently Sonia's come into possession of some ancient reanimated fossilized pokemon thanks to a trainer, three of which are partially dragon types. She had the idea of seeing how well they fair in the wild hoping to study some of their behaviors. I for one think it would be a great idea and trust she'll do a great job."

His brow rose higher and he gave her a deadpanned look over. "I mean-...Yeah that certainly sounds like something up Sonia's alley, but then why did you ask me to come all the way here for?''

"I'd like you to help Sonia's oversee this project."

"Wha- ME?!" He pointed at himself surprised she'd even suggest such a thing. "But why?"

"Simple. You've handled dragon types for years, if anyone could help her if anything goes wrong it'd be you."

"W-Wha- ...W-With all due respect-"

"With ALL due respect, Mr. Raihan," she cut him off with an icy tone that would put ice to shame with how cold it seemed to be and it seemed to certainly freeze him over and she wasn't even looking at him! Just shuffling some papers like all they were discussing was the weather. "There is no one else I would trust with her. Not now and certainly not after that stunt made by the brothers. I've been watching very closely to my gym circuit and the people who run them. You have a very special connection with those pokemon I haven't seen anyone else have." He didn't say too much after that and she took his silence as compliance. "The procedures have already been taken. Sonia should meet up with you when you get back. Until then I suggest you keep doing what you've been doing, Mr. Raihan. You methods are more affective than you think."

But he was glad the meeting with her was quick either way. Meant he could just get back to you-...To HAMMERLOCKE faster. He was sure everyone was missing him already, and he could use a nice break from traveling, maybe he could convince you to come watch him train the triplets! That'd be fun! Or maybe you'd even battle himself! That'd be even better! Training with you sounded like a wonderful bonding experience. Might help you become closer with each other's pokemon too. He fell asleep that night and woke up bright and early with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to see you again and that surprised look on your face when he surprised you with his presence. Y/n probably didn't even know he was back yet! So he left for the cafe at a time he knew you'd be there, stopping for a small group of six tourist that wanted his picture, before continuing on to the cafe and walking in. The ringing of the bell going off and smiling expecting to see you standing there-...But frowned when he noticed you weren't at your place behind the counter. Instead he was met with the old store owner who smiled back noticing the gym leader's presence.

"Well if it isn't the Dragon of Hammerlocke himself," he man greeted leaning against the counter, "Built up an appetite while you were away?"

"Uh.." Raihan looked around again before shaking his head and looking back at the owner, "No not really." His hands slunk back into his pockets in his slight disappointment at not seeing you. Was it your day off? "I just stopped by to see Y/n. Is she here?"

To his surprise the cafe owner frowned and shook his head back. "No. I haven't seen her all morning. I don't know where she is."

A glass shattering sound went off in Raihan's mind as he froze and his body became rigid. His mouth pressed into a tight, thin line. "...What was that?"

"Yeah," the owner said scratching his head in a confused manner, "Haven't seen her all morning, which is strange because usually she's here by now. I would've tried to call her but I don't have her number."

Y/n doesn't have a phone. So even if he did try to call her nothing would've came from it. But...Why weren't you here?! You were always here whenever he showed up! And it wasn't like Y/n to just leave someone stranded like this without good reason or giving them a heads up. That wasn't like her. That wasn't like Y/n at all! But then...Where WAS Y/n!? Obviously she wasn't at work! But where was she if not where she was supposed to be?! Home was the most obvious answer but why didn't she tell anyone she wasn't feeling well beforehand. But was she sick?! Or hurt!? A spark of panic went through his systems at the thought of Y/n hurt in anyway! The flashbacks of just your limb self hanging in Leon's arms and being skidded off to the hospital was still strongly there in his mind and he could feel his heartrate pick up. A hummed feeling of panic set in. His world blurred and noises slurred and stopped about. If he didn't lean on the door he might faint-

B O O M!!

An earthquake hit. Or what sounded like an earthquake?? A large sound similar to that of far away exploding dynamite was heard overhead and caused both men to jump. Raihan yelped as he tripped to half a knee in shock and his face turned wide eyed up towards the ceiling, everything around him lightly shaking. The cafe owner also looking up clinging to the counter as the light shaking stopped and everything went still.

"What on Arceus's green earth was that!?," the older man shouted in fright after a few tense moments of silence.

"I-..I-I don't know." Ever so slowly he stood up legs feeling slightly like jello.

What WAS that!? There was no dynamax battles scheduled for today. Sebastian would've told him last night if there was, and there was little chance Sebastian would forget something like that! The last time he's ever felt anything like that was-....Was...Raihan's face paled, eyes blowing fully wide in horrific realization. The last time something like THIS happened was when those brothers broke into his gym and provoked that legendary pokemon into appearing!

SLAM!!!

The door slammed open, smacking into the wall and reverberating the glass panels in it from the forced, threatening to break it into a million shards. Bells ringing in his ears. Panic set in the gym leader now as he looked around the sky. Many more heads. Many more people were also panicked looking up towards the sky as with a roar of thunder and fire, a bright white line shot across it within the not so far away distance. It-..It looked like a flamethrower combined with a comet before it fizzled out into nothing but a thing trail of smoke within seconds preceded by a similar booming noise from before. Ocean eye pupils shrank at the identification of a hyper beam. A very LARGE hyper beam from a very large pokemon. Coming from the direction of the nature reserve. Coming from the direction of HER-

"Y/n!"

Feet slapped against payment which soon after turned into grass as he ran. The billions of plant blades brushing against his legs as they blurred past him. Leaves and trees and plants meant nothing to him as he rain past. Heart pounding in his chest, his arms receiving scratches from slapping branches back and forth, left and right to get through them. To Y/n. Rocks sinking deeper and deeper into his stomach the longer it took. Until with one last brush past a bush, he broke through the tree line into a small circular clearing and nearly fell to his knees from the heat. Thin trails of dark smoke trailed upwards from the even blacker earth, a thick comet trail leading from right in front of him permanently stung into the ground burnt by star fire leading to a massacre of trees and was once a night looking piece of the clearing. And who's fault was this was at the very other end of the blackened trail.

Between the whisps of thin smoke and sparks of leftover embers, there the giant stood. As red and circular as the sun above and as dangerous as the fire it shot from the spherical monster that dared to cause such a mess. And all he could was stare back at this monster. Blue eyes meeting several other blue eyes, seven in total, as they made eye contact. The red thing regarded him with the stare one would give if he was just a small wurmple passing through, big enough to be acknowledged but not big enough to be given anything more than a sideways glance and nothing more. A noise like a deep sound of muffled static popped out from the thing, it's unusual floating limbs giving rotations around it's body a few times like a stretch given out by arms. The rotating objects circling it's body like a planet were possibly the strangest thing on the thing. Like..Someone had taken the blackened skull of an ancient dragon of long ago and separated them before plastering them to rotate around this red sun's orb as limbs. Did it even matter what it was? The thing didn't pay him another glance, choosing to slowly rotate around on it's stubby legs behind it towards movement, and that's when he saw it. Some kind of large scratch on his backside. Was it in some kind of fight? That might explain why it was rampaging earlier. He looked back again up to the thing as it began slowly walking back towards something and that something gave off the slightest movement caught the man's attention away from whatever that pokemon was and back towards something laying there. Something that made the muscles in his body freeze and the blood in his circulation turn to ice.

Unmoving on the ground was a lumped curled up mass that was once a walking talking human. Sprawled on their side and their arms thrown out to encase another smaller blue mass that gave off a groan of it's own. Unmoving, blackened by dirt and soot, and eyes closed as if asleep despite the dangers of what was going on.

"Y/N!!"

A scream echoed out. Panicked. Feared. Desperate. Despite it's urgent warning towards the mass, it failed to wake up. Despite the thing that was heading right towards HER!! It made more of that weird static beeping noise continuing to rotate it's limbs every few seconds-

"STOP!! STOP IT!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!"

The thing didn't stop. Didn't listen. Too invested in it's plans. Whatever they were involving her. Deep breathing. Heavy footsteps. Feeling of helplessness. Nothing he can do- The wet blades of the grass beneath his feet gave a squeaking sound similar to that of a tire on the road as the man came to a skidding stop in front of the monster. The orb still paid not a lot of attention towards the man who dared to stop it in his tracks. A shriek of muffled static was it's only warning to him and the skull limbs held out looking as if the maws of a dragon would bite him down whole- Until a loud roar was made back to counter it. Much, MUCH more louder and echoing throughout the skies and over the tree line. Laced, and dripping with such fury that it rivaled the thunder of storms and promised nothing but malice in it's wake. And the red orbed monster stopped in it's tracks a spike of anger washing over itself.

And there he stood in silence.

A stand off between two dragons in different forms. One silence and more beast than man and the other man with twice the ferocity of any beast in that moment. A look of wild fury in his eyes that matched the scowl he wore. The stance as tense as the burning of fire. His lungs and throat burnt from the strain of that inhuman roar that rocked the heavens that no sane human would call a scream, but he didn't care. Baring his own fangs back at the orb.

"YOUR FIGHT IS NOT WITH HER!!," reverberated from his core, belly upping into a full blown threat from how he stated it. "WHAT!? YOU'RE NOT SATISFIED WITH SOMEONE YOUR SIZE!?" His arms spread out inviting this thing to swing at him. "C'MON!!" His other arm slammed against his chest with each jab at the thing. "COME ON!! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?" With each word his arm placed another hit to his chest and his fury rose. "AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH!? OR DO YOU PREFER EASIER PREY!? C'MON!! LET'S SEE YOU ONE UP ME!! COME ON!!"

And then something did happen. A fast black blur that sent a blast of air rushing past him, shaking the poor jacket that clung to his body, but the furious man didn't flinch. Didn't even look at the black appendage that was suddenly on him, a single tooth of that limb pressed firmly into his cheek. A warning to not move any further-

"I. Am Not. Scared of you." Each word spoken deeply and firmly with every punctuation with angry hisses. "You. Don't belong here. Leave. NOW."

Again there was silence between the two of them and it was as if time itself was frozen for just them. To let him bare his angry eyes into the seemingly cold unblinking ones as the pokemon stared at him more....Until ever so slowly the pointed tooth in his cheek was pulled away from him and the pokemon stepped back, but he kept the short distance between them by following it not backing down.

"Get out of here. And don't come back."

It was quiet now, serene even as quiet settled in and not a pin drop could be heard. Peaceful loving, quiet-

"OW!! RAIHAN, WHAT THE HECK!?"

That was until frantic footsteps approached the body laid out on the ground and he attempted to gently pick up Y/n's upper body. Only to yelp and drop her in fright at the sudden sit up she did and annoyed scowl on her face when she fell back down. ...and he blinked hands held up as you gave him a small glare rubbing your head.

"What'd you go and do that for?"

.....He blinked again. "I-I-I-I...Y-You were- I was just trying to-.." His arms flopped to his sides as he stared at you blankly. "YOU'RE NOT UNCONCIOUS!?"

"No! I wasn't unconcious!!," you counted back with a small hiss from all the mini bruises and scrapes on your body. Thank good you ducked when you did. Silver at this point had stood back up with a sigh and shake of his own. "I was playing dead when that giant pokemon was chased down here by a bunch of magnetons!"

"MAGNETONS!?"

"Ow!" You suddenly flinched and your hand went from rubbing your head to clutching your left leg when pain shot up it from your foot.

"W-WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT'D I DO!?"

"It wasn't you! My ankle hurts!," you hissed through clenched teeth as the throbbing pain in your ankle was now made present now that your brain wasn't distracted by fear anymore. "CRAP!! I probably busted it when that thing came barreling through here!"

"Your ankle!?" He practically screeched brows shooting up and face snapping to the leg you clutch while tenderly moving to lay on your back. "W-What happened?!"

"I literally just told yo- HEY!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Ignoring your protests, Raihan quickly grabbed hold of you, one hand under your hand and the other under your legs before you felt gravity give way as he lifted you up. With a squeal your hands darted up to clutch as his jacket and your face burnt red as you found yourself picked up bridal style by him. "H-HEY!! PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!!"

"I'm taking you to Nurse Joy!," he stated firmly.

"NOT LIKE THIS YOU'RE NOT!! I'LL WALK!!"

"...With your ankle?"

"I'LL BLOODY CRAWL IF I HAVE TOO NOW PUT ME DOWN!!"

"...Mmmm. Nope. This way will be faster." He deadpanned before he began stepping setting at a brisk pace with your already heated face.

"YOU'RE A DEAD MAN WALKING RAIHAN!!"

"I'm aware, but first I want to be sure you're not a hurt girl in pain."

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Copycat: Cryptomnesia —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: Hope you guys had a nice Christmas! I just realized the chapters lined up with the holidays that is so cool lmao -Danny

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xxii: A Christmas Miracle

The moment Cat got rid of the last man standing —without killing him— she saw the Christmas tree falling into the ice rink.

"Kate, you had one job!"

"I got it done, didn't I?"

"We do not destroy more than necessary!"

"Now you care about a dumb tree? Who are you and what did you do to Copycat?"

"This is Copycat!" She exclaimed. "I was sloppy Cat before!"

"Guys, while I'm glad to hear C.C.'s finally behaving like an adult, I am surrounded by a bunch of armed men, so if you could hurry..."

Cat teleported and Kate ran towards her, she put her arms around Cat's neck and both appeared next to Clint on the ice rink. Kate shot several smoke arrows, but it wasn't enough.

"We're too exposed, let's go!" Clint shot a magnetic arrow at one of the poles surrounding the rink and urged them to hide behind the fallen tree. "That should hold them off for a bit..."

He took off the shirt he was wearing to reveal a suit identical to Kate's.

"Oh, my God, you wore it!" Kate beamed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah—"

"Oh, my God, it looks so good, I told you!" Cat couldn't help but think her excitement was cute.

"Listen to me," Clint insisted. "We need to get off this ice, okay? The only way off this ice is up those stairs."

"Great," Kate groaned, looking at all the men. They were recovering from the beating Cat had inflicted. "There's only about a thousand of them and three of us."

"I count for at least three," Cat frowned, she was upset about how quickly the men had recovered, but if she was planning not to kill anyone when working with heroes, she had to get used to it.

"Here, take these," Clint grabbed a bunch of his arrows and placed them inside Kate's holder.

"No way!" Kate gasped. "Is it time?"

"It's time."

Kate looked at her looking for double confirmation, Cat shrugged.

"The only way to be ready is to get out there and do it. Welcome to the Avengers, Princess Bishop."

The girl gave her a winning, beautiful smile.

"All right, girls," Clint grabbed an arrow, he smiled at them. "Let's give 'em hell."

Cat ran, jumped, and teleported around the rink to take down as many people as she could. She used her spear and thought of how convenient it'd be if she could split it in two like Daredevil's baton.

"Kate! Your mom just came out of the side door!" One of their larpers announced.

"Copy," Clint replied.

"Yeah?" Cat showed up next to him.

He gave a start. "I wasn't talking to you! I said copy as in we heard it!"

"Oh!" Cat pouted. "Yeah, this happens. Spider-man used to say 'beep-beep' instead of copy so I wouldn't get confused."

"Like the roadrunner?" Kate smiled. "That's so cute. He sounds like a fun guy."

"He's sloppy like you," Cat pointed at the Christmas tree. "Go find your mom."

"I, uh... can you come with me?"

"Why?"

"We're partners, Copy."

Cat hummed. "Yeah okay, let's—"

A gunshot interrupted her, behind them, on the opposite side of the rink, Kazi was holding a gun and he had two guys standing on each side of him.

"Just go," Clint told them. Kate obeyed, but Cat rush back to his side. "Cat—"

"I'll catch up with Kate, this will be quick," she raised a brow. "Or are you too slow?"

Clint picked up an arrow, shot it, and the projectile was divided in three. Kazi caught the one directed at him, but the remaining two got the other men in the chest.

"Nice shot!" Kazi shouted sarcastically.

"Yeah, no shit!" Clint looked at her. "You were saying?"

She snorted. "Guess you're not that old after all..."

Cat teleported, she pointed her watch at Kazi ready to shoot him tranquilizers, but before she could do it, Maya arrived in a byke and almost ran over her.

"Shit!" Cat jumped out of the way.

"You should've left, Maya!" Kazi signed, then spoke out loud. "You know what I have to do..."

The mutant watched the scene in silence from her place, none of them looked happy to be reunited. Maybe they would take each other out. With this in mind, she believed Kate needed her more than these two.

Unfortunately for her, Kingpin found the Bishops first. After making sure Kate's mom wasn't dead, Cat got inside the toyshop and stopped the man from hurting Kate. She tried to tase him, however, when the weapon came into contact with him, Cat realized he was wearing the same armor Matthew owned.

"Goddamit."

"Copycat," he groaned, fixing his shirt. "we meet at last."

"Last indeed, you're going back to prison," she replied.

Her claws jerked out and she aimed for his face, he lifted a fist that she scratched deeply, making him hiss in pain.

"I'm surprised," she extended her spear and enlarged the blades on each end. "None of you get my name right on their first try."

"I've heard a lot about you," Fisk said, stepping forward. Close action wasn't gonna help her with this guy, so she stepped back. "I've heard some interesting rumors... about who you're friends with."

He was surprisingly fast for a man his size. He seized her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. Cat tried to free herself, but she wasn't successful. She tried to use her spear to stab his side and he slapped it away, the weapon rolled across the floor.

"Where is Daredevil?" He growled.

Cat teleported out of his grip and landed behind him, she used her watch to shoot several tranquilizers at his back. The suit got ruined, but he was still standing.

"Are you made of cement?" She coughed in annoyance.

"So you can teleport, what else can you do?" He turned to face her, unbothered by her attempts to take him down. "Smyerdakov told us all kinds of stories..."

Cat straightened her posture and stared at him through the goggles. "What?"

"I don't want to kill you," he explained, and once again tried to approach her. "We're all trying to get you, and now you're here, so I'll get you before them. If what Billy said it's true, and the powerbroker sent you as a way to claim a territory that—"

"You guys are all so stupid," she said in exasperation. "Whatever that dumbass told all of you, she was lying and so was Smyerdakov. He underestimated my abilities and it got him killed."

"INCOMING!" Kate shouted unexpectedly.

When the arrows at Fisk's feet exploded, Cat teleported over to Kate, spreading her cape to cover both of them from the explosion.

The mutant moved a little, cupping Kate's face to examine it. "You okay? How many eyes are on my face?"

"Aren't you supposed to ask how many fingers am I seeing?" She mumbled, blinking off the dust from her eyes.

"Can't show you any fingers, I'm holding your face," Cat pushed her goggles away. "Mouse, check her vitals..."

"She's stable. Her mother might be in need of assistance, though."

Copycat pushed herself up and then helped Kate to her feet. "Let's go."

"What was that thing Kingpin said about you and a power-something?"

Cat's expression darkened. "I'll take care of that later."

She went back to Kingpin, crouched close to his face, and tilted it to the side with her claws. She shot four tranquilizers in line on his neck.

"That should keep him under control..." she hesitated, then shot one last dart. "Okay, now we can go."

Cat heard police cars approaching once they made sure Kate's mom was okay. "I have to check on Clint, he said he'd be here but he's not and Yelena's still out there..."

"Yeah, go ahead. I should talk to my mom alone, anyway," she eased her. "I'll see you in a few, yeah?"

She squeezed the girl's hand. "See you in a bit."

She found Yelena standing above Clint, ready to kill him. Cat landed next to him and was about to attack Yelena when he caught her ankle.

"Don't... it's okay..."

Yelena's expression was one of heartbreak, she wasn't trying to kill him.

"Lena?" Cat asked tentatively.

The blonde looked up at her in frustration. "It's not fair, that you got so much time with her."

"We did," Clint agreed weakly.

"It shouldn't have gone this way," Yelena's eyes got teary. "If I was there, I could have stopped it. I could have— I could have changed it."

"Nothing was gonna stop her, Yelena... you know Natasha," Clint replied. "She made her choice... We're gonna have to find a way to live with that."

The statement was as much for Cat as it was for Yelena. She'd claimed that her hurting would forever blind her, but somehow, she saw things clearer in what she could only call a Christmas miracle. After two whole years of mourning and guilt, a new perspective arose:

Her brother had been the fastest man alive, she knew how his powers worked. The day Pietro died, he hadn't rushed in trying to stop the spear, he was looking at her, making sure she was okay.

When Tony was dying, he didn't ask about Thanos, he asked about Peter and the Maximoff twins, cause all he wanted to know before leaving was if they were okay.

There was no point in inflicting all those punishments on her person, her friends hadn't died for her. Staying miserable was not a proper way to honor their sacrifices. Nothing could hurt them anymore, and it was up to her to continue their mission.

"I loved her so much..." Yelena sobbed.

Between doing things the way she wanted, and the way others thought was better, the key to a happy life was to choose kindness regardless of what she knew.

"You're not alone, Lena," she said gently. "You have the other widows, they're your sisters too... and you have us if you ever need help."

Yelena didn't speak, she approached slowly and offered a hand to Clint so he could stand. The two women helped him stand, and he placed his hand on Yelena's shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

The agent started to walk away, and Cat followed her.

"C.C..." Clint warned her, but she was quick to put his worries to rest.

"I'm making sure she gets out of here safe, that's all," she threw her spear and her taser at his feet. "I promise."

Yelena walked with her until they reached a quiet street, where the blonde stopped and glanced at the sky. Cat pushed the hood off her head and her mask disappeared, she inhaled the cold air, it stung her, but she didn't mind the feeling.

"Russo and Kingpin are not the only ones trying to find you," Yelena said at last.

"I guessed as much," she admitted, not even surprised to find out Yelena knew about it. "But the only way I'll work as a bag guy's minion is if they reach my price or kill all my friends... and the number both is pretty high."

"I didn't know it was a setup," Yelena revealed. "I found out at the same time as you. I couldn't warn you. I don't hate you, Z... but I saw how this life worked for my sister, and you can't change that."

Cat smiled a little, gazing at the sky. "I don't want anything to change. If I die fighting... it's a good way to go."

"Can I ask you something?"

"I'm listening."

"You grew up in a lab because of these people, all the bad things that'd happened to you, it's because of them... why help them?"

"My brother wanted a normal life," Cat looked back at Yelena. "He got what he wanted. Nat didn't want to live in half a universe, so she fixed it. Heroes don't have perfect lives, but most of their dreams come true in due time... you wanna know why I help them?"

Yelena just stared at her, so she continued.

"I thought I could fix my problems alone, but that's not what makes me good at what I do. It's who I become when I'm part of something. Having a soft place to land where I stumble, that's where my real power resides."

The agent hummed, looking up again. "You lived in space for a while, yes?"

"Three good years."

Yelena took a moment to form her question. "Was it pretty? The place where she died?"

Cat swallowed the lump in her throat. "Looked like a heaven."

The widow closed her eyes. "I won't tell Valentina you're Copycat, but this is the only time I'll cover for you."

"We can find a way to hide you, you don't have to go back to her—"

"I don't have a problem with what I'm doing, Z." She replied calmly. "If I need help I'll call you, but don't come uninvited."

"Alright," she knew this was as close as they'd get to becoming friends. "Take care, blondie."

"Don't die," the woman turned and started to walk away. "Don't waste my mercy."

She smiled and raised her voice. "Don't worry, Death doesn't want me around, she knows I'm insufferable."

Yelena stopped and spoke one last time, moving her head a little to the right. "Will you give me a tour around the city next time, or do I point a gun at your girlfriend's head to convince you?"

She tried not to laugh. "Okay. Stop threatening Kate's safety, she's not my girlfriend yet."

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pokeexehasstoppedworking · 2 years ago

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