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Of Cupcakes and Skulls | Part 5

(A/N) Getting this ready one minutes before it's going up. xD Hope you enjoy a little bit of domestic downtime between the trio. Don't know for how long it will last. ;)

Pairing: single dad! Mafia! Simon x baker! Reader

Warning: kissies, fluff, angst, comfort, Simon is fucking smitten

Synopsis: Based on this post by @lunamoonbby

Finding Millie’s room was easier than you anticipated, the penthouse was ginormous after all, but once you saw a door, covered in soft pinks, blues, yellows, and oranges, creating a beautiful sunset, you knew you had reached your destination. You softly knocked and waited for a response from inside, before entering and smiling at the little girl. Once Millie saw you in the reflection of the mirror she sat in front of, a big, toothy grin took over her face. You approached, taking in the room. It looked like something straight out of childhood dreams.

The walls were painted in a beautiful shade of pink, one was even painted to depict a field of gorgeous wildflowers. Her bed was in one of the corners, surrounded by thick, heavy curtains, creating a cozy nook that offered privacy. One wall was covered in bookshelves, offering every children’s book you could think of, and was completed with a small, comfortable reading chair. The rest of the room was covered in soft rugs and a multitude of toys. And then there was the little vanity Millie was sitting at. The table was covered in hair ties and bows as if she was trying to decide which one to wear. You joined her there, smiling at her through the mirror.

“Want some help getting ready?”

Millie nodded vigorously, and after she explained what kind of hairstyle she wanted, you got started, brushing her soft hair, before splitting it off into two sections, carefully creating space buns, which you decorated with small, light blue bows. Once you carefully arranged a few strands to frame her face, and she confirmed that she was happy, you noticed that you couldn’t see a wardrobe anywhere in the room.

“Where are your clothes?”

Millie, who was still inspecting her reflection with a gleeful smile, glanced up and pointed to a set of double doors, on the far side of the room. You immediately got a hunch of what was awaiting you, but were still surprised when you pulled the doors open. The best way you could describe the room you just walked into, was the walk-in closet from ‘Princess Diaries 2’. For a few moments, you just stood in the doorway and gawked at the massive collection of clothes, shoes, and accessories.

“Are you okay?”

You turned to look at Millie, who had walked up to stand beside you, quickly closing your mouth, though your eyes stayed wide.

“Uh…yeah. That’s a lot of clothes. How do you decide on what to wear?”

Millie shrugged and walked in, gently grasping your hand on the way and pulling you along with her.

“Sometimes I know. Sometimes I close my eyes and…and point.”

As if to demonstrate, she slapped her tiny hand over her eyes and spun a few times before stopping and pointing at a random dress. You chuckled as you watched her, your head cocked to the side as you watched her, lowering her hand and giggling as she walked and grabbed the dress. It was made of a heavy and thick material, the pattern reminding you of a kilt.

“I like this one. J-Johnny gave it to me.”

You wanted to ask who Johnny was, but before you could, you heard a soft knock on the door to Millie’s room.

“Are you almost done? Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes.”

Simon peeked inside, smiling when he saw you and his daughter.

“Almost, we’ll be down in a second, okay?”

His eyes flickered from you to his little girl, who by then was head first in a drawer full of tights before they returned to you. They were filled with adoration, and you couldn’t help but smile, as he nodded, glancing once more at his daughter before he left the room and walked back to the kitchen.

As soon as he was gone, you turned back to Millie, who was by then holding a pair of thick, grey tights.

“That what you want to wear?”

She nodded with a smile, so you quickly helped her get changed, before you switched the light blue bows, to red ones, that fitted the dress better. Once both you and her were satisfied, you took her hand and together you walked to the kitchen and through to the dining room, where a buffet of breakfast awaited you. Simon was already sitting at the table, a cup of tea and a glass of orange juice in front of him, with that day’s newspaper open, on his lap. But as soon as you entered, he glanced up and closed it with a grin, putting it away for the time being. He patted the seat next to him, and you watched as Millie bounced up to him, before he got to his feet and picked her up, whirling her around once, before carefully setting her down on her high chair.

He then glanced at you, beckoning you to the other side of him, with a smile. You followed and sat down next to him, not protesting when his hand found your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Breakfast was chaos. Millie insisted on playing multiple different games while she ate her pancakes. Additionally, she had been given free rein with the syrup, you were just glad that you had put a napkin over her dress at some point, so you didn’t have to change her clothes. Once everyone was done, you helped Millie put on her shoes and coat, before Simon sent you back to his bedroom.

“There should be some clothes on the bed, we’ll wait here.”

You looked at him surprised but did as you were told and walked to the room, where you did find a pair of really expensive-looking jeans and a T-shirt in your size, as well as a well-worn and oversized sweater. And once you pulled that sweater on, you immediately knew that it belonged to Simon. A smile spread on your lips as you wrapped your arms around yourself and enjoyed the feeling for a second, before making your way downstairs. By then Simon had also gotten dressed, wearing the same coat he was wearing when he came to visit you the day after you met him and Millie, but instead of the black suit, he was wearing a pair of black dress pants and an expensive-looking, dark grey sweater. He grinned when you came into view, pulling you in by your waist once you were close enough, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“Looks good on you. Even better than I thought it would.”

You smiled and rose onto the tip of your toes to press a quick kiss to his lips, before lowering back down.

“Do I want to know how you got clothes in my size that quickly?”

He smirked, moving closer again until his lips ghosted over yours.

“I work in mysterious ways.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle as he pressed his lips to yours in a quick peck. Both of you were so lost in the moment that you didn’t even notice Millie tugging on your sweater until she spoke up.

“Can we leave? We’re late.”

Simon and you, both glanced down at Millie, who while still looking at the pair of you with happiness in her eyes, now also showed signs of nervousness. Simon quickly nodded.

“Of course, munchkin.”

While Millie waited, Simon quickly helped you into your coat as you simultaneously pulled on your boots. Within a minute, you were done and Simon opened the door for the two of you. Once outside the penthouse, you used the elevator to get to the garage, where a black limousine was already waiting for you, a man dressed in a black suit in front of it.

“Johnny!”

Millie let go of her father’s hand and bounced to the man, who quickly kneeled down and enveloped her in a hug, chuckling as her tiny arms wrapped around his neck.

“Millie!”

You glanced up at Simon, but he just shook his head, glancing at you in a way that simply said ‘later’. You nodded, turning back to watch as the man, Johnny, carefully strapped Millie into her car seat, before he turned to Simon.

“Boss?”

“Ride in the back with Mills. We’ll take the front.”

Johnny nodded, winking at you before he rounded the car and got into the back seat. You could hear Simon mumble something under his breath, as he watched the other man win at you, making you giggle. You grab his arm, smiling up at him.

“Don’t worry, I’m only interested in you.”

He smirked before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Good.”

Still smirking, he led you to the passenger door and opened it for you, waiting until you were all buckled in before he closed it and rounded the car to get to the driver’s side. Once inside and buckled in, he turned the key, and the car purred to life, much smoother than you were used to with your old and mostly broken car. And then you were off.

Simon easily pulled out of the garage and onto the street, moving through the city traffic without issue, his hand on your thigh. After a few minutes, he glanced into the rearview mirror, nodding. You quickly turned and watched, as Johnny pulled out a pair of headphones and placed it over Millie’s ears. She glanced up for a second, before turning and looking out the window.

“You’ll stay with her today. I want eyes on her at all times. Kyle will be on the perimeter. If anything happens, get her out of there and contact me, okay?”

Johnny nodded.

“Yes, boss.”

Your eyes returned to Simon and watched as he swallowed thickly, obviously nervous. Frowning, you covered his hand on your thigh with your own, giving it a gentle squeeze. He glanced at you, a soft smile on his lips, as he let out a nervous sigh.

After a few more minutes, you pulled up in front of a daycare center and watched as Johnny got out of the car, before getting Millie out as well and setting her down on the ground.

“Have a great, munchkin. Johnny will stay with you today, but we’ll pick you up later. I love you.”

Millie waved through the open door, a wide smile on her face.

“Love you too, Daddy!”

You waved at the little girl through the window and watched as she waved back, continuing to do so until you rounded a corner and disappeared from sight. A smile stayed on your lips as Simon continued to drive through the streets. You didn’t pay any attention as your mind instead went through the events of the last few days and weeks, the smile getting replaced by a frown whenever König entered your thoughts.

“A penny for your thoughts?”

You glanced at Simon, who was already glancing at you from time to time, while still keeping his attention on the road. When you didn’t respond, he spoke up again.

“You look worried.”

You shook your head, before glancing at your intertwined hands, still resting on your thigh.

“Just…just worried about König. I know you won’t let anything happen to me, but…I can’t shake the fear.”

A frown settled on Simon’s face before he squeezed your hand and quickly pulled into a parking spot. Once he killed off the engine and unbuckled himself, he turned to you and gently grabbed your face, turning it so that you were looking at him.

“I know you are scared, and you have every right to be, but I swear, on my life, that I will do whatever I have to, to keep you safe. If anyone harms as much as a hair on your head, I will rain down hell on them, I will drag them before Hades myself and make sure they receive a punishment fit for their crimes.”

You didn’t even notice the tears slowly drifting down your face as his words registered. His thumbs carefully wiped away the tears, pulling you closer until he could press a kiss to your forehead, before undoing your seatbelt and pulling you over and into his lap, holding you close against himself.

“I won’t let him get to you. I promise.”

You nodded against his chest, cuddling into his embrace and letting the feeling of safety wash over you. After a few moments of staying in his embrace, you slowly pull back, careful not to press on the horn, and look around. Familiarity washed over you as you took in your surroundings and your head quickly swiveled to the left, where you saw the front of your bakery. But…it didn’t look like your bakery. At least not like how you imagined it after what happened the day before.

“What…what happened?”

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luimagines · 1 year ago

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And a follow-up request: reader is the one being turned into a kid and they latch onto one of the links?

Sure thing! I hope this one comes out cuter than the others XD

Masterlist

Part one will include Warrior, Hyrule and Time.

Content under the cut!

Warrior

"Hello Mr. Soldier Man!" You grin at him. You've clearly just lost your two front teeth as you salute him incorrectly.

Warrior's face softens but he returns your salute half heartedly. "Well hello there. You seem like respectable young citizen."

You giggle at his words and brighten. "Can you tell my Papa that? He says that I'm a menance."

You're clearly unbothered by this. There seems to be a little joke hidden in there- one that you wouldn't be aware that others aren't in on. Warrior snorts and ruffles your hair. "Sure thing. I'll let him know."

He's willing to bet your father is right though, if you're older self is any indication of how you were as a child.

"Any luck with undoing that magic attack, Traveler?" Warrior asks over his shoulder. You've taken to admiring his scarf in the meantime, playing with the edges and embroidery near the ends of it.

Hyrule looks distraught and tired. "I can undo most of it, but at best we're going to have to wait it out until they turn to normal."

Warrior frowns. He's never been fond of children on the battlefield- but the last one he took under his wing could defend himself, you're nowhere near fit for battle. "This complicates some things."

"Do you know where my papa is?" You ask, tugging on his scarf to get his attention. "I have to be home before sundown."

Warrior sighs and kneels to your level. "I don't know where your papa is. But maybe we can find him together, yeah?"

You still look unbothered by this. If fact, you smile wider. "I think I'll marry you when I grow up."

Warrior explodes into a blush. Some of the other boys start laughing but you said it so confidently. You nod, as if he's already agreed and take his hand, swinging it between you both. "Mama would like you too. I'll get big and strong and then we can get married."

Warrior tries to bite back his smile. You're very sweet- but how on earth does he handle this? "Maybe sweetheart. You've got a lot of growing to do before that happens."

Time snickers and Warrior has half the mind to glare at the older man. "What?"

Time shrugs, not answering him. There's a knowing glint in his eye. Warrior would pursue it if you weren't holding onto him.

You're humming a little tune to yourself, still swinging his hand gently. "Are we going to look now, Mr. Soldier Man?"

Warrior presses his lips into a thin line and look down at you. He smiles his most charming smile to you and he sees you soften once more. "You can call me Link, sweetheart."

"Link." You echo his name and a burst of pride puffs his chest up. You nod again and look forward. "I like that name."

"I like it too." Warrior sticks his tongue out at the others. It's childish but he thinks he's allowed it just this once.

Good thing he told you first. The others are stuck with their less than stellar nicknames. He can take solace in that until you grow up again.

Then he'll have to ask about that marriage thing. He has questions.

Hyrule

Hyrule laughed as you hung onto his wrist. He was trying to figure out the manner of the magic that affected you but you wouldn't sit still long enough for him to get a hold on it.

It would have been more frustrating as it was, but you were so cute and enthralled by his glowing hands that he couldn't find it in himself to even remotely be mad.

"Do it again! Do it again!" You cried, tugging his hand down to your eye level, watching with a wide smile.

Hyrule lets out a small breath and calls up a smaller version of his Life Spell. He doesn't want to use anything else just in case it might hurt you in the short term, even though he really has a mission to get to at the moment.

"How's it coming along Traveler?" Sky asked, looking over his shoulder.

"What do you think?" Hyrule looks back at him over your giggles. You've put your hand in his palm, feeling the smaller effects of the magic creep along your fingers.

Sky snorts. "At least you got them to calm down. We're lucky you're their favorite."

Hyrule sighs. He knows Sky has a point. When you were fist hit by that spell, you were so confused and lost that you broke down crying. You wouldn't listen to anyone and you wouldn't leave the area even though there were still many monsters around that haven't been dealt with.

Hyrule panicked and shot his thunder spell at the many monsters in front of you. You shut up instantly and clung to him like a life line. You've stuck to his hip since and have asked him everything you could think of about his magic.

He's thankful and admittedly touched by your innocent curiosity even if you won't let him continue his job.

"Were you always able to do this?" You whisper. He's not sure if it's because the magic has calmed you down where you think you need to whisper, or if it's because you think he's keeping it a secret. Either way, he finds his heart melting a little bit more as the seconds pass.

"I've been able to do it for as long as I can remember." He says in an equally soft voice. "I've had a few teachers but I've had to most of it on my own."

You make a face and Hyrule isn't sure how to interpret it. Suddenly, you smile. "So you're super strong, right?"

Hyrule snorts. "I'm not the strongest guy here."

"Lies!" Legend calls out from somewhere to the side. Hyrule wasn't even aware there were other listeners to this conversation. "He's just being modest."

"Modest..." You tilt your head. Hyrule sighs again. It's clear you don't know what that means.

"It means-"

"That he could probably rival the princess herself if they weren't such good friends." Legend continues/ Hyrule sends him a look.

"Not helping."

"But I'm right."

"No, you're not."

You laugh quietly, even though you move to hide behind Hyrule as Legend comes closer. The Vet sees this and backs up slightly. "Listen, he's awesome but he doesn't want to admit it."

Hyrule rolls his eyes. "Whatever."

You tug on his sleeve and he looks to you once more. "Can you do anything else?"

Hyrule bites his lip, keeping back his grin as much as he can. "Sure thing."

Time

Time watched at you fluttered around the group, laughing and seemingly unaware of what's happened.

His heart is in his stomach. He thinks he might be sick.

You were fine until you got hit with that spell. Granted, he supposes you're still fine but you've been turned into a child. You don't know what's going on or who any of them are.

The boys were quick to distract you and play a game to ease your tensions and panic.

Time on the other hand, kept spiraling.

He was trying to think about ways to change you back or to avenge you if this was permanent.

Suddenly your laughter stops, but he's too stuck in his own head to think much about it. He looks over sure, but it was no more than a passing glance as he tried to think about what this meant for you and the traveling plans and the battles-

"Excuse me, mister." A small voice tugs on his sleeve.

He looks down to you in shock, having been shaken from his thoughts. And aren't you precious? Wide eyed, still innocent and soft. You look concerned though with a small frown on your lips.

Time kneels by your side, meeting you at your level. "Yes? What is it?"

"What happened to your eye?" You point to your own, mirroring the side with his scar.

Time has to think fast. He's not sure that the truth is appropriate for someone your current age. "I got hurt a long time ago. This is just what happened."

You frown further and lean up, taking his face with your much smaller hand. You look at his eyes with such concentration for a young face. Time is almost amused.

You pout suddenly. "Did your mommy not kiss it better?"

Time has to bite his lip. Cute. "No, honey. My mama wasn't there when it happened."

You hum, not satisfied with that answer. Without warning to lean forward and kiss his eye gently. Time freezes. You pull back and stare at his eyes again, once again not satisfied with the results.

"...It didn't get better." You look upset with the beginnings of tears in your eyes.

Time stammers to try and avoid any tears. "It was already better." He explains gently. "This is the best it can be. But thank you... That was very kind."

You don't happy and kiss it again. "Maybe it needs more kisses."

Time sighs and shakes his head, smiling sadly. "I think it's a little too late for kisses to fix it."

"...Really?"

"Really really." Time kisses your hand in thanks. "I appreciate the attempt though."

Part 2

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu x reader

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bonny-kookoo · 2 years ago

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Hey what about the time when I Like You JK realised that mc is more than just a hollow barbie? What bought him to this realisation? Also I'm sooo loving shy kook XD

When he walks in, he's greeted by.. pink.

A lot of pink.

Your curtains, the counters and and cupboards on the walls of your open kitchenette, the pillows on your little couch, the small heart-shaped carpet in front of it. There's stuffed animals everywhere as well, a folded up mattress and neatly folded blankets in a corner, and he assumes you must pack it up like this after sleeping every day. Your apartment is tiny, after all. There's not much space whatsoever- your living space basically compacted into one big room.

He's not really that surprised. Your apartment, at the first glance, looks exactly like you. Cute, girly, colorful, a little chaotic.

But as he looks closer, things become a bit more.. detailed.

You're off to fetch a towel for his rain-soaked hair, and he's careful not to have his clothes drip all over your floor as he walks around a tiny bit. There's numerous cooking books on a shelf near the kitchen, some in different languages even. Another bookshelf near your TV is absolutely packed with mangas, novels, and many books titled things like 'intelligence of household pets' and others with foreign names.

It's only now that he realizes, he's never actually asked what you did for a living. What your hobbies were. You knew that about him- but he himself knew basically nothing about you.

"There we go!" You chirp, playfully dropping the babypink towel onto his head, making him jump a moment. "I've got a suuper oversized simple shirt here, and a pair of Jimin's sweatpants he forgot ages ago. Just put your clothes in the dryer in the bathroom, I'll turn it on after you're done changing." You tell him, walking towards your couch to grab the TV remote, zapping through the channels.

He's quiet all the way until late, when you're both sitting on that couch, watching the evening news.

"What.. I never asked what your job is." Jungkook wonders, and you look at him at that, a bit surprised it seems.

"I'm an animal behavior consultant." You tell him, and his eyes widen. "I basically.. you know, people give me their cats and dogs and I tell them what the problem is. And how to fix it. If you can fix it." You shrug, reaching out to grab a snack.

"Did you have to study for that?" He wonders, interested now.

"Yep!" You chirp. "Got a masters, wanted to be a vet first but man, I would bawl my eyes out every time I had to put a pet down." You joke. "So I went for a different route, pissed off my parents by studying 'bullshit' as my dad called it, and got a certificate and stuff." You easily tell, not at all with a bragging tone or anything else.

You're pretty.. nonchalant about it.

"That's.. pretty impressive." He says.

"I know!" You laugh. "People think I do onlyfans or something most of the time, but I don't." You giggle to yourself. "Although I did sell feet-pics on discord when I was still studying.." You hum to yourself, making Jungkook himself chuckle. "Hey, a girl gotta pay her bills!" You say, hitting Jungkook next to you on his thigh. "Geez- are you made of only muscle? What the fuck is that?!" You dramatically exclaim, poking his thigh.

"I just.. work out." He mumbles a bit shy, feeling a bit insecure. Do you not like guys like him? Is he intimidating to you? Do you like softer guys more?

And why does he care about that?

"I just work out" You imitate him. "I work out too and my thighs don't feel like that! Though that might also be the three packs of ramyon I shoved into myself last night.." You mumble, poking at your own, way softer flesh.

"You're fine." He reassures softly. "I like your body." He offers- before he turns bright red, realizing what he just blurted out like an idiot.

"Oh damn, Jungkook!" You laugh, playfully shoving your body into his side. "Making moves, my guy!" You say, making him move his head away from you. "I like your body too- well, from what I can tell underneath your baggy clothes." You shrug, and he looks back at you with a mix of wonder and also.. insecurity.

"Yeah well.. I like your.. you know, everything else too." He says.

"Are you confessing to me right now?" You ask, and he shakes his head defensively. "No worries, I was only joking." You tell him, before leaning against him again, watching the TV.

Leaving him mildly disappointed in himself.

Because he kind of wishes he did just confess.

But maybe he just needs a bit more time.

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isabeauwolf · 4 months ago

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*this crack fic was inspired by @staitc-rj, XD That meme you made with Overhaul months ago, haha calling our birdman a "fruity bird". So I decided to use it, for Dabi to tease his temporary boss*

-To give more context, Dabi switched places with Toga to get closer to Mary, aka Overhaul's Wife; Eri looks up to Dabi as her dad and Mary her mom; he want to become a mate candidate for Mary and loves to tease the crap out of Overhaul. Plus, I want to tease Dabi living under the same roof as Kai and being a menace.-

What happens after Mary shares her Fruit Loop cereal with Dabi~

Overhaul x Mary x Dabi crack fic: Fruit Loops and Muffins

Mary already made chocolate chip pumpkin muffins and pumpkin spice pancakes for breakfast the night before. Reheating the fall and spooky season treats, her and Eri happily ate them, then saved the rest for the eight bullets, Dabi, Twice and Kai.

Eri the sweet child, gladly followed her mother to the sink, hopping onto her step stool when Dabi came into the kitchen.

He had his hands in his pockets, bored expression quirking upwards, watching the scene before him, drinking in the quiet and picturesque of his now two favorite girls bonding. Dabi hated to admit it, but seeing little Eri with his firebrand was adorable as embers of wanting a family of his own echoes into the back of his mind.

Blue eyes trailing from Mary's curves and her growing belly, knowing that the birdman's child was growing. He wanted his own hellspawn to be next, can imagine the terror and little gremlin, a mini version of himself running 'round the base and picking fights with his half brother. Shaking his head he stalks towards the refrigerator, eyeing the line of plan and boring cereals, overly healthy and bland shit to the more colorful overly sugary and tooth rotten goodness.

One red box caught his eye. He grabbed it and stared at it, took it with him as he shrugged, squeezing behind Mary to reach for a plastic bowel, he turned when he felt something grip the box in his hand. Tilting his head as he meet his lovers light glaring gaze as his own sparkled with amusement, "Need something, princess?" Feighting ignorance.

"Yes, you grabbed my cereal without asking, sneak thief. That's called stealing, casanova."

He glanced down at her hand overlapping his own, brushing his index finger over her own slow and teasing. "Well, good morning to you too, buttercup." he chuckled, gaze lazily searching the box, "But I don't see your name on it, beauty and I'm hungry but don't feel like cooking."

Mary quirked an eyebrow. "You were with me when I bought it." She pointed at her name labeled on the top of the opened box, "Are you blind? My name is right there in black market, smartass." Crossing her arms over her chest, "I don't mind sharing so long as you ask first. It's common curtsy."

"So it is." He replied, shrugging and walking towards the table when he felt a tug on his white shirt. "Do you think it will stop me?" he asked even when they both know the answer.

"Manners." She chastised him lightly, waiting. "Just a few simple words."

Eri chimed in meekly, poking her head out from behind her mother as she grips the back of her dress. "You forgot to say "please" daddy." Large ruby gems meeting turquoise.

His eyes and expression softened and he sighed, running a hand through his black messy tresses.

Dammit, he hopes him and his firebrand eventually doesn't have a girl, or he will be a pile of mush.

Dabi gasped, faking being shocked as he widened his eyes. "You are right, sweetheart." Turning his gaze to Mary and winking, "I'm sorry, beauty. Do you forgive me? Please? Pretty please?"

Mary could feel a smile tugging on her lips and she huffed through her nose, and tried not to laugh, but a half giggle slipped out, and he knew he'd won. "Alright, alright, fine." Letting go of his shirt, twirling on her feet slowly as she waved him off. "Put it back whenever you are done. But you are taking some muffins to the rest of the eight, Twice as a compromise." Turning on the sink, pointing at the large box of muffins sitting in a overly large cake box, two dozen. "I made too much last night, it's first come first served. I've got another box in the fridge."

Dabi pulled the milk out of the fridge as he grabbed a muffin, shuffling as he hummed, kicked the door closed with his booted foot and dumped his haul of sugary breakfast onto the table.

He's lucky he didn't leave a boot or scuff mark on the fridge or Overbeak would have a hissy fit and make him clean it, polish it, and clean it again until it shines as he glared down at him. Clean freak and overly controlling prick. Dabi thought to himself as he poured a decent amount of the colorful rainbow cereal into his bowl, adding milk, drank some from the carton and placed the milk back. "Can someone hand me a-" he asked as he felt something poke the middle of his back, halfway turning he smiled, "Thanks, beauty." He took the spoon with a tiny blush on his cheeks and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Uh-huh," Mary replied, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Your welcome." Returning to Eri as she rinsed and dried the clean dishes Mary had already placed in the sink to soak while they ate breakfast.

Sitting down, placing his spoon in his bowl, grabbing a spoonful and taking a bite, savoring it. He hadn't had this in a long time, and he suddenly had a craving for it. When the circles hit his tongue, his mind wonders, glancing at his girls, then travels down as he notices something.

The azure flame user stares at the Toucan Bird on the front of the box, snickering as he takes another bite of the sugary cereal, causing both Eri and Mary to look at him with curiosity while they finish washing the dishes, Mary washing and Eri drying.

"Is something funny written on the box?" Eri asked innocently and overly curious as she finishes drying a plastic plate and places it onto the drying wrack carefully.

"Nah, it's nothing munchkin." Dabi chuckles, standing, finishing his bowl, smiling and ruffling her hair affectionately. "Go on and finish getting ready with mommy, m'kay." He scoots his lover with his hip, giving Mary a charming smile and winking. "I've got this, babe."

Now Mary is confused, blinking and tilting her head. "Kai will be down any minute. What are you up to, pyro?" She had a feeling that whatever thought was running through the flame users head wasn't a good idea.

Eri doesn't get it, but she nods her head, stepping down from her step stool, picked it up and placed it back in it's place with a small smile on her lips.

"What?" Dabi asked quirking an eyebrow, "Can a man not do dishes without his lovely little wolfish lover growing suspicious?" He grabs her hand, kissing it and places it over his scarred chest, pouting, "beauty, you wound me so."

Mary shakes her head, "I can never been so sure with you." She grips his shirt, yanking him to her with a knowing smirk on her lips. "A certain bored monster and little fiery gremlin with a shit eating grin on his face has something sneaky up his sleeves." she purrs, violet and gold eyes meeting his ocean blues.

"Guilty as charged my sexy detective," he fires back, hands gripping her hips, pulling her into a kiss as his lips curling smugly. "Gonna stop me?"

She hums, pulling away. "I should, but I know that you won't listen anyways." Letting go of him, giving a shorter kiss as she walks around him, "I'm sure I'll heard about it from Kai sooner than later," Mary reaches her hand out to Eri as she grabs it and following her mother.

The pair of girls halt in the threshold of the kitchen.

Mary glances over her shoulder, "Just don't go overboard and destroy my kitchen will you?"

Dabi gives a mock salute, turning on the sink and washing the dishes. "Aye aye, my princess."

Eri laughs, lightly pulling her mother forward before she could say anything else.

They both passed Kai on their way out as he stops them, giving her a morning kiss on her forehead, then went straight into the kitchen.

Kai's good mood soured and his small smile on his lips fell as he saw the zombie man in the kitchen, being domestic and washing dishes no less. His golden gaze narrows in suspicion. Dabi didn't usually do the dishes, his angel usually asks him to help wash them, if she was under a bit of a time crunch.

Kai walks over to the coffee machine, where he already see's his favorite cup sitting on a coaster waiting for him curtsy of his loving wife and angel. Rubbing the cup over the back of his gloved palm to check the temperature before picking it up, feeling the warmth warming his hands, but not burning or scalding hot, black with a shot of espresso, just the way he likes it.

He lowered his black duster mask to his chin and takes a slip, enjoying the silence, closing his eyes and enjoying the peace of his first morning coffee. Shame that he didn't arrive first, he could have eaten breakfast with his angel and could have tolerated Dabi's presence as long as he kept his filthy mouth shut.

Dabi quickly finished the dishes, dried his hands with a orange hand towel that read: Pumpkin Spice Queen for Life.

One of the many things his wife grabbed last time she was in the States, she stocks up on Pumpkin Spice seasonally things and whatnot she could carry in her spare luggage, he swears she loves the seasonal item just ask much as she loves cherry blossoms.

The Strays annoying voice brought Kai out of his thoughts.

Placing the hand towel back in it's holder, he speaks up. "Princess wants me to take the mountain of muffins 'round the base, she made too much." He pointed his thumb at the large number of brightly colored orange and brown muffins, even the morning after, they smelled delicious and mouthwatering.

Dabi snatched another one from the box and took a bite, he'd grab the one of the table on his way out. "Fuck, these are good," he muttered to himself with a mouthful.

Kai scrunched his nose in disgust underneath, his expression visible. "Close your mouth, you animal."

Swallowing a mouthful and taking another, much bigger bite to annoy the overly strict crow. "Can't help it, these are too good." He smirked teasingly, offering the half eaten muffin towards the other man. "What? Want some?"

Kai grimaced, brows furrowing as he glared. "No thank you. I don't want any of your pyromaniac germs. I'll get my own." The only person he'd ever think about sharing food with is his angel, no one else.

He readjusted his mask, covering his face as he sneered. His patience growing thin.

"Whatever ya say, fruity bird." Dabi waves Overhaul off, laughing and taking another bite.

Silence settling between them as Kai took in the blue flamed users words. He was confused, but quickly re-schooled his face to remained impassive. He tried, he really did, but this insufferable jackass had a habit of getting underneath his skin since day one.

The yakuza Boss' jaw clenched underneath his mask and his free gloved hand twitched, arching a thin eyebrow. "Fruity bird? Where the hell did you get that impression?" He asked calmly, his grip on his coffee mug tightening.

He was getting angrier by the minute.

Dabi's lazy grin slowly growing wider. "The toucan off the cereal box that your wife shared with me this morning." He replies causally, strutted towards the table as he finished the last bite of his muffin while sipping his coffee as a matter-of-factly. "Reminds me of another overly feathered bird with a stick up his high feathered ass."

That did it. His patience snapped and his temper flared.

Kai's quirk activated, overhauled his glove and coffee cup as the warm liquid dripped down his hand, arm and spilled onto the floor. "Want to run that joke by me again, blue flame?" He questioned, tilting his head, golden irsis' darkening and challenging.

"Sure, I can." Dabi's grin curled into something mocking. Burnt skin and staples stretching wide against his jaw, whispering slowly, "Feathered, birds of paradise, hypocrite toucan lookin' asshole."

Kai knew it was childish and immature of him, but his intrusive thoughts won. He hoped his wife would forgive him for wasting food, breaking one of her biggest pet peeves. He picked up the muffin that was left on the table with his wet and coffee soaked hand and smashed it into Dabi's smug assed face. "Here, eat this and choke on it while I wash your filthy goddamn mouth with soap." He hissed, shaking his now dirty hand.

Activating his blue flames and aiming for the birdman's face as he coughed, sputtered and closed one eye, but the yakuza boss blocked his arm and redirected his attack upwards, resulting in burn and scorch marks on the ceiling. Dabi wipped his face and raised his knee, the crow blocked his attack again and pushing him back.

Kai's gaze trailed to the ceiling as his thin brow twitched in irritation. "Dammit, I'll have to fix that." Gaze returning to the patchwork villain, clicking his tongue. "You will help me clean that today."

"I don't like being hold what to do, birdface." Dabi scoffs, hands twitching at his side. "Besides you made the first move with a childish cheap shot," he chuckles teasingly, "very mature of you, OverCrow or should I call you Toucan King?"

"You started this little squabble by provoking me first thing in the morning with your annoying chatter, nitwit." Kai pointed an accusing finger at him, walking around him and towards the sink to wash his hands. "Always have to clean someone else's messes," he grumbled to himself underneath his breath as he turned on the sink, squeezing the hand soap into his wet and sticky hand and scrubbing furiously, muttering and cursing.

Dabi snickered, finding paper towels and cleaning his face, bending down to pick up the ruined muffin off the floor and throwing it into the trash can. "Overly dramatic bird bitch," he commented, rolling his blue eyes. "He's worse than handyfreak, I swear."

"I can still hear you," Kai called back, rinsing his hands and underneath his nail, shutting the water off hard, nearly breaking the tap as he snatched the unused hand towel the walking pyromaniac hadn't touched eariler read: Fall is my second favorite F-word

Dabi's gaze fell on the hand towel, his lips quirking higher as he cackled harder. He loved his woman's twisted sense of humor he swears.

"What's so funny now?" Kai huffed, placing the hand towel back nice and neatly.

"Your face," Dabi sassed back and shaking his head, giving a dramatic sigh. "Our poor wolfy is wasting her time with a stuck up guy like you. It's a real shame, all that cheerful energy, curves and smart mouthed beauty is wasted on a Chickie like you."

Kai's hands grip the counter hard, the titles underneath his palms shatter and break, a tick mark forming on his temple as the scar on his forehead twitched and throbbed as he tried to real in his anger.

The kitchen door opens, both villains freeze.

Mary walks in with Eri hiding behind her. Eri's dressed in a white and black long sleeved shirt with a blue dress, white stockings, black Mary Jane's shoes and her hair pulled up in two twin tails. In the crook of her arms was a sketch book and a pack of color pencils.

Mary glances at the scene before her: the burnt smell making her nose twitch as she noticed both Kai's and Dabi's messy and disheveled appearance, mismatched gaze traveled from the floor to the ceiling as she concluded what happened, or at least, pieces of it. She closed her eyes and sighed, "Alright, what the hell happened this time?" Pinching the bridge of her nose as she opened her eyes to meet both sets of eyes on her.

Both pointed at each other, "He started it."

Mary put her hands on her hips, brows furrowing and her lips thinned, then snarled and glaring. "I don't care who started it, but both of you are going to clean up your mess before either of you can leave this kitchen." Her ears twitched with irritation and her tail bristling, hackles rising, waving back and forth in anger.

She gave an exasperated sigh, patting Eri lightly on the head and giving a small smile, "Eri, honey, please go sit at the table."

"Okay, mommy." Eri shyly nodded, placing her sketch book and color pencils down onto the kitchen table, and began drawing, quietly.

Mary's smile fell, marching towards the cleaning closet, pulling out a mop and bucket, filling it with a bottle of lemon scented cleaning concentrate and handing it to Dabi. He tried giving her a charming smile, but she cut him off, "Less talking and more cleaning, flame boy."

Walking around she went strait for her husband who turned his head away in shame and embarrassment, refusing to look at her, instead keeping his gaze on the wall.

"I'm sorry, angel." Kai cut in before she could open her mouth, shocking her. "I gave into my childish impulses and his teasing, losing my temper. I made a mess and ruined one of the muffins you were so excited to share with everyone today. Again, I'm sorry." He lowered his head, frowning deeply.

"Oh, Kai." Mary cupped his cheek, guiding him to meet her gaze. "I'm not mad about the muffin," she giggled, smiling and lowering his face mask, "we have plenty, even if, you know I hate wasting food." Her violet and gold hues softening, "I appreciate the apology," her voice growing playful and scolding lightly, teasing, "but you still need to clean and fix your mess, Mister Chisaki."

Kai blushed, running his hand over his mouth and nodded. Leaning forward and grazing his lips against hers, pressing a sweet and chaste kiss. "Yes, Mrs Chisaki," he whispered, lips curling into a knowing smirk, deepening the kisses and pressing her against his chest and closing his eyes. His rage cooling and a wave of calmness washed over him as her scent of vanilla filled his lungs, groaning into the kiss.

Of course, thier sweet moment of pure bliss couldn't be savored as the overly jealous human torch had to open his big, fat, burnt, scarred and stapled mouth. "Hey, no fair. How come he gets a light ass crewing and I get stuck cleaning?" He called pouting.

Mary broke the kiss, much to her husbands disappointment. Turning her head towards Dabi. "I know you started it, dumbass. You are just as bad as Kai when taking things too far." She sighed, rubbing her head.

Kai kept her pressed against him, laying his chin on her shoulder, lips curling into a smug smirk, golden eyes twinkling with mirth and victory as he soaked in his beloved wife's warmth, rubbing her hip and belly bump possessively.

Oh, it was good to be the king.

"I call hacks and favoritism," Dabi hands tightening around the mop handle in aggravation, hissing, "total bullshit."

Mary pulled away turning back around in Kai's arms, giving him another chaste kiss and pulled his duster mask back on. "Please clean up, my dearest. We have to meet with Tomura Shigaraki and Giran this morning. Don't want to be late, do we?"

Kai sighed and pressed his forehead against hers, "Yes, I know. It won't be long." He leaned back without releasing her, reaching his glove less hand out and touched the counter, activating his quirk and repairing the damage and pulling out another set of gloves from his pocket and slipping them on. "There good as new," he hummed, then his eyes glanced upwards at the ceiling, clicking his tongue. "Going to have to call a cleaner after the meeting, the longer that stain stays, the longer its going to annoy me."

"Thank you, my devil." Mary smiled, wolf ears and tail perking up and wagging as she gave him a hug which he returned, and kissed the top of her head. She pulled away and walked over towards the sulking and bitter, jealous pyromaniac, wrapping her arms around him, "Thank you, Touya," she whispered pressing her face into his back.

Dabi stiffened, then relaxed. "Your welcome, beauty," he replied back, shyly, his face growing warm.

More voices and chatter could be heard through the halls as Rappa opened the kitchen door and walked in first, laughing in disbelief, "What the hell happened in here so early in the morning? No fair! The newbie got to fight Overhole before me! I was here first shorty, get in line."

"Rappa, it's too early for you to be so loud," Kai sighed, grabbing another coffee cup from the cabinet and walking back to the coffee machine.

Chrono and Mimic followed behind their boss as they grabbed their own coffee cups.

"Grouchy Kai came back, huh?" Chrono asked Mary, hiding a teasing and knowing smirk underneath his mask, snickering.

"You could say that," Mary nodded in agreement, grabbing a box of muffins and placing it down on the kitchen table. "I made chocolate pumpkin muffin, help yourself everyone." Her mood brightening as Rappa grabbed a handful, took off his mask and started eating while Tengai offered him a large glass of milk to help wash it down.

"Slow down, Rappa," Mary giggled, smile widened, "There's plenty more."

Rappa talked in between mouthfuls, "Dammit, wish I had a cute little wife to cook and bake for me. Overhole so lucky."

Mary grew flustered. "I'm glad that you like them."

Rappa got an idea, "If you ever get tired of the boss," he leaned down, whispering into her ear, "I'll give you a wild ride, wolf girl." He straightened and winked, laughing harder as her face grew redder.

Dabi and Kai both heard that.

"Care to repeat that, Rappa," Kai asked, his tone icy and chilling.

The rest of the eight froze.

"Nothing, boss. Just teasing is all." Rappa replied, gulping down his glass of milk and sighing in content, wiping his mouth with the back of his forearm. "Whoever tries to steal our young Mistress gotta be insane and got balls of steal to challenge you."

"Get in line, gym monkey," Dabi glared while snatching another muffin, "I called dibs on our wolfish beauty first. The only one getting bird dicks sloppy seconds is me."

Mary grew more flustered, but she covered Eri's ears, glaring at both men. "Language both of you," she scolded, nudging Dabi with her foot. "I'm sloppy seconds huh, man whore?" She huffed, unplugging Eri's ears as the girl looked upwards at her mother in confusion.

"The girls heard worse." Mimic waved her off, "I promise you, my lady."

"That doesn't make me feel better, Mimic." She argued, siting down beside Eri, grabbing a muffin as Chrono handed her a glass of orange juice as he sat down.

"Blue flame, you aren't going to win any favors with our Mistress, if you insult her like that," Tengai advised calmly. "If you truly want to become a mate candidate you have a long way to go, if that's the case."

"Oh, put a sock in it, blind jesus," Dabi replied, eating. "I'll become a male consort before Shiggy."

Tengai sighed, "I'm a former monk, not blind, Dabi."

Kai's voice cut off Dabi's retort.

"Instead of thinking what my wife and my men think of you, you should be winning the respect and favor of her husband, me and her grandfather." Kai cuts in, nearly slamming his coffee cup down onto the table, sitting down in the empty seat beside his wife, and wrapping an arm around her waist.

Eri placed her color pencils down, smiling. "Mommy, can I have a muffin?"

Mary smiled and nodded, "Yes, honey, you can." She picked one out of the box and handed it to her as she whispered her thanks.

Despite all the chaos, Mary wouldn't change her new home for anything.

--- Happy Beginning of Pumpkin Spice and Spooky Season! 2024 -----

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slashingdisneypasta · 5 months ago

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... i am sending this without anon, so you have the option of answering this privately if you wish XD (though if you do, would you please let me know? Idk if my problem with private answers has been resolved)... But I'm in the NSFW mood, and I'm in desperate need of Poppy with her sugar daddy 😅 I deeply apologize for King's mis-characterization and the writing.

Also I'm making them humans here because I need their height difference XD

"... What's all this, Pops~?"

"Whats what, dear?" Poppy hadn't turned to face Kingston yet, preoccupied with the candles on the table (and trying to keep herself calm and collected now that her man was here, and she could feel his gaze heated on her now). Once she lit all of them up, shrouding the room in a warm, sensual glow, she looked back to the gang leader over her shoulder, slowly standing to her full height and turning to face him. And it took everything in her to keep playing coy when she got to see the figurative fire flickering in his eyes already when he saw the short red satin dress she was wearing. The one she got specifically for tonight. Poppy tilted her head and batted her eyes up at him, knowing well enough by now what it did to him, "I just want my king to be taken care of when he gets home after a long day~"

'God damn. She trynna get me on my knees already?' Kingston just continued to smirk, already having made peace with that fact that if Poppy was trying to get something, he'd say yes no matter what. A helicopter, a trip around the world, whatever. His sweetheart could have it. A chuckle left his lips before he pushed off of the door he was leaning on, and started shrugging his jacket off for his doll, "Hehe, well the king ain't complainin', babe~ What's the occasion?"

She admittedly hadn't been prepared for him to already step closer to her, and felt ready to melt and let him take the wheel already with the look in his eyes. But that wasn't what she wanted. She wasn't gonna back down now (not yet, at least. She still wanted Kingston to be the one taking this dress off), "Does there have to be~?" She returned his question, choosing to meet him halfway in the middle of the room. Her big brown eyes were playful with a hint of her own need, but nonetheless were filled with desire only for the man in front of her (which only made Kingston want to scoop her up and kiss her even more). She stood up on her tip toes before reaching up to graze her fingers across his jawline. She couldn't help her grin when his eye focused right on her painted lips, and hoped that the dim lightening would hide her blush, "Why don't you take a seat? I'll go grab us some drinks to unwind~"

Poppy had to cover her mouth to contain her excited and amused giggling when Kingston seemingly just materialized on the couch in an instant. He looked so excited and eager already (it always was so moving to her how he never hid happy he was to be with her), "What're we having?"

"I got some wine! I figured it's fitting for this evening." The young woman had started towards the kitchen... But just before she disappeared behind the doorway, she turned back towards King on the couch to blow him a kiss. She had to. Her will wasn't that strong. She was quick to slip away, but she caught a glimpse of his own sharp toothed smirk and knew that her giving in to him was just a matter of time.

She came back within seconds with two wine glasses and the alcohol. She couldn't see Kingston's face now (she was just keeping up her act! Not at all because she knew if she met his eye again she would lose feeling in her knees), and instead of sitting down next to the mob boss, she chose to place the glasses on the table and pour their drinks while standing; it allowed her to bend down just enough to let King see she left her bra in the bedroom tonight.

'Holy shit, I'm gettin' her a closet full of red dresses.' It was obvious that Kingston wasn't going to last much longer. He was so focused on his girl that he didn't even take a sip of the wine when Poppy gave him his glass, and expertly slid his arm around her waist when she sat down next to him with her own drink, "Y'know, sweetheart? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trynna seduce me~"

"Oh? What makes you think that~?" She was already so close, but she pressed even more into his side. She blinked cutely up at him again while swirling her glass of wine, really playing it up (this was so exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time! God, she needed him now), "You don't think a sweet girl like me would do all this just for carnal pleasure, do you~?"

"Ohhh, you're such a wicked girl~~" Kingston growled low- and quickly glanced to her lap when he saw her thighs press together. With her distracted, he could slide his hand slowly down to her hips and falter her. They both knew what was coming, it was just a matter of who was going to give in first, "You really missed me, didn't 'ya, babygirl~?"

Poppy glanced to his wandering limb, and for a moment, it looked like she was going to hop onto his lap herself. But she had one more trick up her sleeve she wanted to try. Setting her glass down first, she leaned in even closer, so her lips were just hovering over his cheek. Using her now free hand to play with the knot in his tie, Poppy whispered against his skin something that usually she only said in bed, "Well, I have been feeling really lonely without you, daddy~~"

When he finally kissed her, all of her efforts to hold herself back were tossed out the window.

I feel so embarrassed, but I also had fun writing this! XD Poppy needs to a moment to shine like this. I'm sorry with how bad this is, but I hope you like it! ^^

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Damn, Poppy, who knew you had it in you? 😏 The King is very pleased 😂🤣😈 XD

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#ITS NOT BAD!#omggggg its good #i love how king will just agree to get her a n y t h i n g she wants #and how you kinda get the vibe he probably have done it without all this XD but he sure aint complaining is he??#they are so cute 💗💛💗💛#THANK YOU SO MUCH SARAH!!!

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muttsterion · 6 months ago

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I do love the unintended connections we get in South Park sometimes. And I know the creators prob never intend for it to happen or even think back on it. But here goes one of my fun Kenny pipelines. XD

In "Tweek vs. Craig" we're introduced to Mr.Adler who is in charge of Shop Class. Kenny does everything in his power to avoid said shop class but as fate would have it he's sent there anyways. Just as predicted Kenny gets tossed around by a saw and lands in a box of nails leading to him dying. Mr.Adler proceeds to quickly pick him up out of the box as he's dying and then…there's just a portal to the dead in Kenny's parka. The teacher's wife died some years ago and now her ghost and all the other ghosts of his other relatives are now talking to him via Kenny's body/hood? Assuming it's not even JUST a vision it's a true on fucking portal to the dead that only Mr. Adler can see and communicate with?? (yeah M&T throwing this in for shit and giggles but…) but just is there a temporary portal to the dead with Kenny when he dies..? That'd be pretty interesting...would kind of fit too. A temp access to ghosts being opened up as Kenny dies and is in the process of being reborn/regenerated? Ha maybe a portal to R'lyeh itself on occasion ? shrugs But anyways we don't really see Mr.Adler much for awhile….until "Mysterion Rises" where for whatever reason he's at the Cult of Cthulhu meeting…..who is connected to Kenny and his immortality….why is Mr.Adler there? Of course for time and to move the plot along we never really get to the hear the reasoning of why Mr.Adler or any onother than the Goth Kids were there…..but just there's an unintented pipeline here...??? XD I kind of wonder how long Mr. Adler had been going to these meetings for one? Was he there when Kenny was given his curse? Or did Adler show up way after that incident happened ? Like really what was his deal there ? I just really wish Mysterion could have gone back to that cult and get some answers man. Maybe one very unlikely day. But there's some potential here. XD

#South Park #Mysterion #Kenny McCormick #Mr. Adler #been so many years since Mysterion showed up unmasked himself and revealed his curse and left so many questions to be answered #with very little hope the creators would ever get back to them but that's what us loyal Kenny fans are for I guess XD #welcome to my Kenny madness it's been going on for a long time XD #enjoy my rambling essay

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shinypeachkitten · 3 days ago

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Feeling B ~ Punk im Osten. pt 1

Yeah ,, the title kinda sucks..

If anyone knows a better one, hit me up.

You, Nathalie, Laura and Amy were drinking in a pub. Tomorrow you would go to the east coast to play on a small beach festival. You played together with Feeling B and another band which name you didn't remember. You didn't care either because you were so excited to play that gig you wanted to celebrate it by drinking with the girls.

''Cheers to us girls!'' Nathalie yelled and you all cheered. Except Laura, she was constantly looking the other way . ''Laura'' you gave her an elbow. '' Huh?'' she said and you laughed. '' What are you looking at?'You said and she was smirking. '' Oh gott'' Amy said and you laughed. '' A really cute man, i'll be right back'' she got up and walked to the bar where she talked to a man who was flirting with her. You shook your head laughing and went back to talking and dancing with the girls.

After a while Laura came back with a big smile. ''Girls, the other band we are playing with is here! The boy that i talked to is the singer, Aljoscha.'' she said and you laughed. ''That's cool!'' Nathalie said while you and Amy looked towards the boys. You saw 2 blonde guys, one with longer hair and one with a kind of spiky hair. ''Y/N?'' he said and you looked again. '' Omg, FLAKE!'' you yelled happy and went to him and flew around his neck ''How have you been?'' you said happy and he laughed while he hugged you back. '' You are smothering me'' You let go of him while laughing'' Sorry'' ''I'm really good, and you?'' You nodded while you looked at him. '' I haven't see you in ages.. '' you said and he smiled. '' Sorry, i was a little consumed with my band'' he said and you nodded in understanding. '' Same here'' ''Promise me you wont take that long to reach out again? We were so close!'' you smiled and he nodded. ''Promise'' ''Good'' you smiled and turned around and saw the blonde man with long hair watching you with a smile. '' You know Flake?'' he said and you nodded. '' We lived in the same street for a long time. Been friends ever since'' you said and reached your hand out. '' I'm Y/N by the way'' you smiled and he took your hand ''Paul'' he smiled and you almost melted away. He was the sexiest man you had seen. ''Nice to meet you Paul and you must be Aljoscha?'' you said and the nodded. '' Yeah, you are Y/N right?'' you nodded. ''Nice to meet you''

After introducing eachother Paul asked if you wanted to join them for a drink. '' I'm down, i will ask the other girls'' you smirked and turned around to Nathalie and Amy. '' Paul asked if we want to join them. I don't have to ask Laura'' you grinned while she sat on Aljoscha's lap. '' Sure'' Nathalie smiled and Amy Nodded. '' Oh, and dibs on Paul.. he is so hot'' you said giggling and the girls laughed. '' He's all yours''

You ordered a round of drinks and sat down next to Paul in the booth they were sitting '' Are they like this all evening?'' you said laughing while you looked at Laura and Aljoscha. '' Yeah, it's funny because Aljoscha is drunk and he is being an idiot'' Paul laughed andyou grinned. ''Laura doesn't mind apparently'' you replied when they started kissing. '' Okay then'' Nathalie said before talking to Flake. ''So, you and the girls are the other band of the beach festival nah? ( i love it when Paul says that xD)'' he said with a soft smile and you nodded. '' Yes, thats right. Nathalie is on keys, Amy drums, Laura plays the bass and i play guitar. Laura and i sing also'' you said and Paul smiled. ''That's really cool. I play the guitar , Flake keys obviously and Aljoscha sings. Our drummer varies quite a bit since the one we have doesn't wants to play at times and our bassplayer travels alone'' He said and you nodded. '' While is your drummer in the band when he doesn't want to play?'' You grinned and Paul shrugged. '' Don't even ask'' He laughed. '' He is really difficult, but we have on on standby so we are never without drummer'' You nodded in understanding. '' Yo'' Aljoscha said when he came loose from Laura. '' Wow Laura, did you finally give him some freedom?'' you laughed and she stook out her tongue. '' Idiot'' she said and Amy threw a peanut to her head. ''What's up Aljoscha?'' Flake said and he smirked '' Well, i just decided with Laura that we can drive together towards the east coast. If the other's don't mind'' he said and Nathalie smiled. '' Cool!'' she said and Amy smiled. '' It's fine by me'' she said and Aljoscha looked at me. '' Hmm.. let me think about it'' You said while looking hard and Laura looked at you irritated. ''Stop teasing'' You smirked. '' Cool idea, but Aljoscha?'' you said and he looked at you. '' If you fuck Laura in my bed, i will have to kill you'' you said with a sweet smile and Paul almost choked in his beer. Flake laughed while patting his back. '' Oh Y/N, I missed you'' Flake said and you smirked. ''Missed you to Flake'' '' You don't know when to shut up don't you?'' Laura and you smiled angelically. ''You okay Paul?'' you sat when you gave him a napkin. '''That was awesome'' he laughed and you giggled. '' Sorry for wasting your drink'' '' it's okay,definitly worth it'' he replied with a sweet smile. You smiled back and looked mesmerized by him. He was a kind of beautifull. Paul saw you looking and looked back before Flake snapped you out of it. '' Y/N, Wanna smoke?'' He said and you nodded. When you walked with Flake outside, Paul followed you with his eyes. '' Nice girl ' Aljoscha said while giving Paul an elbow and Paul laughed. '' Yeah, she is cute''. ''Well she's single'' Laura said and Paul smiled. '' Good to know"".

''You look good Flake, i'm so happy to see you again. You really look good!'' you said while you lit you cigarette and passed him your lighter. ''I feel good, playing with the boys is so much fun'' he replied and you smiled. ''Good, happy to hear'' you said and you looked smiling to the ground. '' What's up?'' Flake said and you looked at him. '' Huh?'' you said innocent and he laughed. ''Come on, i know you to well, what's on your mind'' ''Well'' you giggled. '' Paul, is he single?'' You said and Flake snorted. '' I knew it. I knew you would like Paul'' he said and you grinned. ''Yeah well, he is really hot'' You blushed and Flake couldn't stop laughing. '' He is single and i think you are his type'' He said and you smirked. '' Then it's going to be a very interesting trip'' When the both of you finished you went back inside to join the others.

You were all talking untill you recognized the song started to play It was Langeweile from the boys. You looked at the boys and they smiled. '' Dann baute er Faustkeile

Nur so aus Langeweile'' Nathalie and you began to sing and Paul, Aljoschka and Flake looked surprised at you. You and Nathalie started laughing and cheers with eachother. 'So you do know us?'' Aljoscha said and Nathalie nodded. '' How could you not know i played in this band?'' Flake said confused and you put your hands up in defense. '' Sorry, i don't have a good excuse. I should have known better because I knew there was a keyboard player in it'' Paul laughed and looked at Flake. '' I think Flake forgives you because i do'' he said and you smiled. '' Yeah i do too'' Flake said while smirking. ''I think it's time to go home because i think if we are staying they will fuck eachother on the table'' Amy said while looking at Laura and Aljoscha. '' Yeah, and getting mad if i say that i don't want them fucking in my bed in our Van'' you laughed and Paul laughed while he pulled on Aljoscha's hair. '' Loverboy, it's time to go. We have to pack our Van tomorrow'' he said laughing and Aljoscha broke lose from Laura. '' Ah yes,, sorry babe but on the otherside, i see you tomorrow'' Aljoscha smirked to Laura who licked his lips. '' Laura, you're disgusting'' you laughed . Laura flipped me off and you stood up smirking. ''I'm going to smoke my last cigarette, gives you time to say goodbye to your lover'' you said to Laura and she smirked while she kissed him again. When you were outside you shiverd from the cold and lit your cigarette. Then Paul came outside to and you smiled. '' hey'' you said and he smiled to. '' hey you'' he said and you offered him a cigarette. You shiverd again when he lit his cigarette. '' Are you cold?'' he said and you smirked. '' A little'' Paul took of his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. ''Thanks Paul'' you smiled sweetly and he smiled to. At that moment Nathalie came outside with Laura and Amy. '' Y/N, We have to go, i think Laura's going to be sick'' she said and at that moment she started to vomit. '' Ah another night out with Laura'' you laughed and Aljoscha looked concerned ''Don't worry , this is normal'' Amy grinned and Laura wiped her mouth before giggling. '' See you tomorrow boysss'' she slurred and she walked away with Nathalie on her heels. ''Well, i have to go. See you tomorrow'' You wanted to take the Jacket from Paul from your shoulders but he stopped you. '' You can give it back tomorrow, i don't want you to be cold. I'll be fine'' he said with a sweet smile and you blushed. '' Thanks Paul'' You kissed his cheek before hugging Flake and greeting Aljoscha. '' Tomorrow is gonna be epic!'' you laughed while making a rock sign with your hand. Paul laughed and the boys waved at you. ''Wow'' Aljoscha said and Paul nodded. '' Wow indeed''

What you'd think of part 1?

Till next time :3

#paul landers #fluff #feeling b #aljoscha rompe #flake lorenz

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skyward-floored · 2 years ago

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Incredibles AU: Can we see some of Malon using her powers? I don't recall us having actually seen it, unless I missed a fic?

Does the ever growing super household have a pet that narks on the boys being naughty?

TYTY love your writing

The only fic where Malon has ~vaguely~ used her powers is Lost Time, but other than that it hasn’t really been shown. Mostly because for the longest time I wasn’t quite sure what exactly it was lol

And sadly no, the boys don’t really have any pets since they move fairly often. Wild caught a frog once though, and kept it for a bit... but this story isn’t about that XD

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“Do you see her Twilight? This is Epona, she’s my horse,” Malon said gently, holding her son up to the chestnut mare. “Epona, this is Twilight, my son.”

Twilight blinked up at the horse, then Malon guided his hand to pet her soft muzzle, Twilight giggling a little when Epona blew out a soft puff of air. He gently patted her nose, and Epona looked at him with the beginnings of adoration in her eyes.

He’s absolutely adorable, Epona snorted, and Twilight smiled at her, despite not being able to understand.

“I knew you’d be friends,” Malon said with a smile, and Epona snorted again.

How couldn’t we be? I can already tell he’ll be a natural with us. Are you sure he can’t understand?

“Well if he can, he’s shown no signs of it yet,” Malon shrugged, “I wouldn’t get your hopes up girl. It’s rare the same exact power gets passed down through families you know.”

Then she showed Twilight how to hold a carrot out to Epona without getting nibbled. He quickly got the hang of it, and Epona whinnied eagerly as he held out several more carrots towards her.

Yep. He’s my new best friend.

“Malon!”

She looked up at the shout, and saw her father running out across the yard towards her, a harried look on his face.

And her father never ran.

“Malon, something spooked the cows and the fence by the cliff is down!” her father panted as he reached her side, resting his hands on his knees. “I just checked that section yesterday too, it was fine then—”

“Don’t worry about a thing father, I’ll handle it,” she soothed, then handed Twilight over to him. “I’ll have them back before you can even miss ‘em.”

She gave a whistle, and Epona turned herself around, offering her back to her. Malon jumped on without hesitation, and giving Twilight a little wave, kicked Epona into a canter, off towards the cow pasture. It wasn’t long before the panicked cows came into view, and Malon watched as the last few disappeared through the broken fence.

“Alright girl, lets round ‘em up,” she said to Epona, and she whinnied eagerly in response.

It’s been ages since there was a good stampede around here!

“Epona, really. We stopped a robbery just yesterday.”

Yes but he wasn’t stampeding.

They quickly caught up to the main group of cows, their eyes wild and panicked as they charged across the grass. Malon drew up next to them and gave a piercing whistle, watching as the cows’ pricked their ears, but continued to bolt across the grass. Malon frowned, but had expected the response. She could only reliably communicate with horses; other hoofed animals tended to be more difficult to get through to.

Especially when they were in a large, panicked group.

“Let’s try and cut them off,” she said, and Epona sped up into a gallop, running steadily until she was ahead of the herd of cows.

Malon began to urge them to turn, occasionally letting out more sharp whistles, and the frightened cows started to change course. Malon and Epona managed to get them to turn all the way back around, and she began to speak more soothingly, but still loud enough to be heard.

The cows in the front began to slow the longer she spoke to them, and the ones behind began slowing as well. By the time Malon had guided them back towards the pasture, they were merely trotting steadily along, the panic from whatever had spooked them gone.

Talon and Twilight watched her from a safe distance away, and Epona trotted over to them once all the cows were back in the fence, a smile on Malon’s face.

“There you go, all rounded up,” she said as she dismounted, and took Twilight back with a small spin. “Strange about the fence though, I wonder what happened to it?”

“I don’t rightly know...” Talon said with a suspicious hum. “...it might be nothing. Anyways, thank you Malon, it’s a good thing you were here.”

Epona let out a small huff of air.

“...and you as well, Epona,” Talon amended, and Epona looked content as Malon shook her head and Twilight reached out to give the mare another pat on the nose, along with a carrot.

That’s more like it.

#I realized I’ve never actually *written* Epona before #not like this anyway haha #lu Malon #lu Epona #lu twilight #Incredibles au #linked universe fanfic #writing from the floor #answers from the floor #mineralrabbit #thanks for the prompt!#incredibles au fic

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thelazywriters · 1 year ago

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REAL OR CAKE W/ CREEPYPASTAS

OKAAY, I'M BACK!11! Don't mind be being inactive for the past couple of months hehe.

This is 100% fanon haha <33, I had trouble posting the last draft for some reason xd

characters:Jeff the killer, Jane the killer, Ben Drowned, Sally, Slenderman, Splendorman, Trenderman, kagekao, Hoodie

Jeff The Killer:

- "IT'S CAKE! I'M TELLING YOU IT'S FXXKING CAKE--" swears on his life that his answer is correct, even when it's not.

- To be honest the whole game he's just guessing lmao. He doesn't know if it's real or cake, and just goes "cake" or "real" at random times.

- And when they ask him to prove it, he's over here trying to EAT the real item.

- Jeff, with a whole cup stuck in his mouth: "i told you it was cake.", spits it out a second later. "just really bad."

- and when he gets an answer right he's celebrating it like it's the last day of his life just going: "I TOLD YOU WHAHAHW"

Jane The Killer:

- actually guesses things right

- "it's real." she says, blankly staring at the cake. "how did you kn-"- 100% knows just by staring at it.

- whenever she sees Jeff RAGE after realizing he's wrong, she likes to chuckle and secretly hopes he chokes on whatever he's trying to eat. But when he (somehow) survives, she just sighs and waits for the next round, kind of disappointed.

Ben Drowned

- more focused on his phone than he is on the game, Slenderman has to drag it away from him T_T.

- "Why are you asking me? I don't know." shrugs after he's asked if it's real or cake- secretly knows the right answer but wants to annoy everyone with his constant "I don't know" or "I don't cares."

- only answers on the difficult questions. And then everyone stares at him with the: "how did you know-" kind of expression and he's over there giggling like a little devil because he knows what is and what isn't cake

.Sally

- IS HAVING THE MOST FUN AHH

- "it's cake?? can I eat it?? How did you make it? :0"

- she LOVES to see the cake cut, and especially wants to know how to bake them! - loves guessing and pointing at the item, real or not. When she finds out she's wrong, she just giggles and prepares for the next round.

- and when she finds out she's right, she gets super happy and starts jumping up and down and probably getting excited.

- "next one next one!" she said, pointing at the next item being dragged into the room, excited to guess the next answer

- definitely asked the bakers for help with baking things after.

Slenderman

- "cake. it's cake."

- secretly super competitive with his brothers. Like at first you think he isn't competitive with the way he stares at the cake and then says the answers blankly, but if you were his brother you'd know ALL TOOO WELLLLL

- ALWAYS answers first. No one answers before him.

- and ALWAYS right. The rest of them expect his brothers are probably staring at him and thinking: "how does he even see the cake and HOW DOES HE GET IT CORRECT.."

Splendorman

- having JUST AS MUCH FUN AS SALLY AHHH

- he knows when it's cake because I feel like he'd bake LOTS OF CAKES before especially for his brothers, so he's gotten used to seeing the texture and stuff like that.

- one stare and he knows if it's cake. Buttt he doesn't say it to the others because he's not as competitive as his brothers and is doing it for fun.

- he enjoys seeing how talented people can be especially with how realistic the cakes look.

- is literally the least competitive out of all the brothers.

- probably trying to stop Jeff from shoving the items down his throat

Trenderman

- why do i get the feeling that he’d keep judging the cake based on how it looks T_T

- side-eyeing the cake smh

- making excuses whenever he loses, probably kind of a sore loser too lmao

- doesn't show it though and just goes "mhm." whenever he gets an answer wrong.- but when he DOES get it right, he stares at the people who got it wrong and does a little smirky smirk and then goes back to looking at the cake

- people side eying him back LMAO

Kagekao

- who placed wine in the cake…

- was probably there before the game even started just to mess with the bakers.

- secretly placed wine in the cakes or altered it in some way and now it's messing everyone up

- worker: "this cake tastes a lil funky..

"kagekao, hiding in the shadows and staring at him: "kekekeke..” - doesn't care about the game and only cares about messing everyone up and it's working- slowly starts arguments during the time they're guessing.

- "psst, it's cake."

- He knows the answers because he was there when they baked it Hoodie:

- "...." silent the entire time. at least most of it.

- his brain just kinda malfunctions whenever he sees the cake and is questioning his life when it's revealed the answer is cake.

- Sally: "Come on Hoodieee!!! Just guess with us!"

Hoodie: "uh.. uhm, cake?"

Worker: "And the answer is... real!"

Hoodie: *questioning his life decisions* - and if the worker asks him if he's SURE that's his final answer, he starts questioning anything and everything.

- secretly really likes the cake and the game, finds it entertaining. Not AS competitive as the others.

- Probably the only one who doesn’t end up in an argument by the end of the game (NOTE: OKAY SO I HAD SO MANY TROUBLES WITH THIS POST IM SORRY IF SOME THINGS ARE MESSED UP HUHU T_T. Thanks for reading though !! :"D)

#lazywriterheadcanons #creepypasta #headcanons #jeff the killer #jane the killer #ben drowned #sally #slenderman #splendorman #trenderman #kagekao #hoodie #help me this took so long to post

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thesoulesscollection · 2 years ago

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I wish you would write a fic where Henry calls Right pretty boy and Right has a sexual awakening XD

I wish you would write a fic Right doing those push-up kisses with Ellie <3

Don’t feel pressured to do it pls and if you do write it thank you do much :)

Sorry for the late reply. So backlogged with requests which I procrastinated on that it's not even funny. But again I hope this was worth the wait and I tried to keep these two short but eh, you'll know me. Like always, no one should be hesitant to send in anything

Here I decided to do both since I enjoy both ships equally.

"Who's my pretty boy?" For the first time in his already colorful life, Right experienced what he'd never felt before. " I like what I see"

An unexpected awakening bloomed in his chest, his heart thumping heavy as he sat at his desk, previously doing his assigned work.

"Wha. What?" He says agasp, face near flush when halting in his prior actions.

"Why are you acting so surprised?" Henry pipes up, voice naturally deep it sends a shiver down the redhead's spine. "Never heard someone compliment you before?"

Right dryly gulps then glares at the smug man whose easygoing confidence oozing out makes him sick to his stomach. The feeling confused him, he couldn't detect whether it's meant to be good or not.

"What's your deal?"

"My deal? I'm just trying to tell you how handsome you are?" Henry cocks his head, curiously leaning forward.

"Those sweet words you speak… What does it mean?" He grits. "It should mean nothing. Less when it's coming from you"

"But it does and that bothers you, doesn't it? Why, I can see you enjoy being called pretty?"

"I do not. It's a ridiculous pet name. Out of everything you call me that"

"It fits you. You are my pretty boy, after all. I can get lost in your beauty?"

"Only my looks?"

With a chuckle, Henry, relaxed, shrugging his shoulders, continues to irk Right, "I will admit that your strength and intelligence is a turn on too. You're an amazing person I'm lucky to be with"

A turn on, Right clenches his teeth again, that's what he's undergoing himself when hearing those fateful words.

"It's only us. Now do you like being called that or not?" Henry whispered in his ear.

"... I do. It's nice…"

"Good boy" Then leaning in, Henry plants a kiss on Right's lips.

***

"One"

Ellie giggles, squirming relentlessly on the floor where Right hovers from above her having done the first push-up. She was enjoying the sensation of his lips against hers and the saliva trail.

"Two" He replies in her place, she is too breathless to speak after breaking their kiss. "Ellie… Don't you think this is a little over the top?"

"No, not at all. You did mention to me you needed the motivation for exercising. So why not this?" Ellie jokingly reassures him, making kisses sounds with her reddening lips.

"It is working"

Then he descends on her, the hairs of his mustache tickling the woman underneath him, as she eases up.

"Three" Replied Right, staying put, resting on his forearms, and nuzzling his face into hers, lips still stained wet.

"You're ssso. Goofy" Ellie presses another smooch on his cheek, "Four"

"That doesn't count"

'O-oh, it doesn't matter. I'm feeling up for more anyways" And she was, her hands cupping at his rear, only laughing when he squeaks in surprise.

"And you're shameless, Els" Right muffled a whimper, placing some of his weight on the woman for a second then rolling off to her side. "You've got a dirty mind"

"You love me for it"

Exhausted to the bone, Right exhaled deeply through his nose, arms resting across his chest, "I do"

"Hun. Look at me"

As he did, eyes fluttering open, Right then noticed the reversal with Ellie sitting on top of him, her hands on his chest to keep him from moving.

"Five" She purred, taking in the tantalizing pleasure, kissing him for a fraction longer than what either had done before, fingers tangling into his hair. She hadn't hesitated when she deepened it, clamping around him, not willing to let go until she was sure she had enough. Nor was he intending to break apart the heated kiss, lifting himself up from laying down to help. Then they went to separate, gasping a bit, her sat cozily on his lap and Right, peacefully content in having the wall behind for support.

#Answered Ask #catisteard #Ask Away #Thsc Fic #Rightmin #RoseRight #Right Hand Man #Ellie Rose #Henry Stickmin #Henry Stickmin Collection #The Henry Stickmin Collection #Thsc Au #Romantic Fluff #Romantic

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unhingedselfships · 2 years ago

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hydrangea for maji, carnation for aki, aster for kir, sage for dai? ♡

This one got long XD the other 3 are under the cut c:

Hydrangea– What’s something about you only s/i understands? What do only you understand about s/i?

Majima is settled on the middle seat of the overstuffed couch, arms stretched across the back. Kimi is flopped to his side, head resting on the arm, and legs across his lap.

He grins, about to answer, before sputtering indignantly as her bare toes press into his cheek, cutting off whatever he was going to say.

"Liar."

"Ya didn' let me say anything!"

She grins at his indignation, "Didn't have to, I know you. Whatever you were gonna say was gonna be complete bull so you could avoid anything resembling real vulnerability."

He glares flatly down at her, but her grin never wavers.

Her face softens as she begins to answer on his behalf, "we both share this sort of… We have what most people would consider odd feelings, about our respective appearances."

He winces, "Do ya have ta go there?"

"Shush. Anyway. Neither of us is exactly… happy. With our appearance. Or at least parts of it. We have things we do like, and are proud of, though that can fluctuate. But there is plenty we don't like as well. To put it gently. And yet, we're both very appearance driven people."

She shifts, turning to settle into his side, "Its kind of hard to explain? Or maybe that's just me? But we both like to put in a lot of effort, even knowing that because of how we feel, we'll probably end up let down. I don't think a lot of people quite get that... That we're not being vain, but trying to mask, to hide, the things we can't stand," she glances up at Majima, "Or put them out on display as a weird sort of act of rebellion."

She glances up at Majima, who is pointedly looking across the room.

Stifling a giggle, she shares in a conspiratorial whisper, “He doesn’t really do vulnerability.”

He gives an indignant “Oi!” and she cackles as he playfully shoves her into the floor.

Carnation– What’s something about s/i that fascinates you?

Akiyama gives a wry grin, "this girl's sleep patterns are absolutely insane. I'm not the best at keeping a regular schedule either, but she puts me to shame. I have no clue how she functions."

(A faint shout of "I don't" can be heard in the distance)

Aster– What would you consider a symbol of your relationship with s/i?

Kiryu blinks, his brow furrowing. His eyes quickly dart down to the simple band on his finger, then back up.

K snorts, leaning over the back of his chair, "Yeah the rings are a literal symbol. I think they want something more well… symbolic? Maybe." She shrugs.

He closes his eyes, that contemplative-concentration look he gets when he tries to remember something settling over his features.

K jolts slightly as Kiryu's eyes suddenly pop back open, and he gives a small self satisfied smile.

It takes him just a moment to dig into a pocket before presenting a battered old key chain, with a single key on it, "It's the key to the house we share," he clarifies, "but-"

"You still have that old thing!?" She cuts him off, then turns sheepish, "ah, sorry."

He snorts lightly, rolling his eyes, "Of course I still have it. You gave it to me. I still don't really get it."

"Oh," a soft flush on her face, "Well is a monkey, like you. Your Chinese zodiac I mean. Earth monkey specifically, so it was too perfect to pass up."

He eyes the dangling gift, a cutesy monkey face, with a little dark green stone dangling from its own loop of the same chain.

"Did you really never…" she trails off.

"No."

"You must have been so confused," the start of a giggle in her voice.

It was his turn to ignore an embarrassed blush, "You gave it to me," he repeated, "It didn't matter what it was supposed to mean."

Sage– If you and s/i could live together, forever as immortals, would you do it? Why or why not?

Daigo tilts his head, gaze distant and thoughtful, "I know this is something she thinks about. It's a nice thought, in theory. Spending eternity together. As a fantasy, But in reality? I'm not sure she likes the idea if it's grounded in reality. All of eternity, here? Even together, we," he sighs, his whole demeanor shifting to something melancholic, "We're both tired. But I look forward to the years we do have."

#Ask Game Answered #Yakimi #KiMaji #AkiMi #KimRyu #DaiKimi #anon #more whole ass scenes XD

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skubean · 2 years ago

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My Aihaitham, Vox, Luca, and Rei realising their feelings for you (gn reader) request is so good! Don't worry about it! If anything, I'm glad you're feeling better but please take care of yourself first ! Your health & life is way more important than my request! You also didn't take long! You're quite fast! I love this especially Vox met them at a cafe, he offered to pay when he noticed they're struggling to pay with their card while being in a rush, they promised to pay him back, they find him fun to be around him as they hang out with him, they're attracted to his composed & relaxing nature but they don't dare to tell him in fear of it being one-sided, their coffee dates kept increasing & they exchanged numbers with him, he didn't expect this development since he only wanted to lessen their burden when they begged him to buy him coffee, he did think they're cute but shrugged it off, he teases a lot so it's hard to tell if it's platonic or not, he offered to buy dinner once when they helped him out with his work, he got confused about being able to love others when he saw how focused & happy they are when they helped him made his heart skipped a beat, he just smirked when they're flustered at him staring at them in awe XD, he teased them first before confessing, they're university buddies with Luca, people misunderstood that both of them are dating with how often they're together, he shrugged it off when he actually fears of rejection, he didn't want to ruin their friendship, the rumors also started because of how protective he is of them, he realised his feelings when they stood up for him for being accused of plagiarism, they know he's innocent & that person likes them so they're trying to sabotage him, he saw how frustrated they're & thought of how much they're willing to do for him, he grabbed their hand before running away, both of them are clueless at where they are as he just ran without a destination in mind XD, they questions him before becoming confused at why is he laughing, he hugged them before kissing them, it's obvious how he fell for them hard when they also can hear soft I love yous & giggles as he kisses them, how confused Aihaitham is that they chose to talk to him with how horrible his reputation is XD, even he wonders what's about him that they like & when people talking about them too, they told him that their opinions doesn't matter & he's quite kind when he asked, he's baffled at their answer but he started to open up to them slowly, people changed their opinions about him & tried to talk to him...to only have him scowl at them XD, he didn't notice at first that people got close to them to get close to him, he was possessive when he realised how distant they are, he wonders why is them not being there bothers him so much, he's so bothered that he practically confessed to them at 1am with them in their pajamas XD, they even asked he likes them, he finally realised thanks to them, they got to work with Kazuki & Rei because they keep messing up, that's how they met Miri who stole their heart, Rei is confused at how good they are XD, he's so curious about them that he actually talks to them, Kazuki thought he went crazy XD, he doesn't show it but he appreciates them around, he thought about how nice their presence until it occurred to him that he doesn't feel that way with Kazuki & Miri, he went to smoke when they're already at the balcony one time, he thought they looked beautiful but he thought it's just the street lights, it's when they ran up to him happily when they saw him that he realised his feelings for them, and he held them tightly as he confessed! DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT! THIS IS WONDERFUL!!!! Both Luca & Vox's parts aren't short at all! It's quite long! Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :) Sorry if you already have this because I'm too paranoid that Tumblr ate it 🤣

omfg anon thank you for this!! and yes, i got the message the first time SKSKSKS i am so so so SORRY it took me so long to respond bcs i was hella sick and ive gotten busy w some irl stuff too BUT i really really appreciate your support! it means sm to me and im glad you liked it <3 if anything, im thankful to you for requesting!! stay safe <3

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bertievi · 8 years ago

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❃ = dancing with them for the lolz idc which muse

Some drinks, some good music through the gramophone and with several laughs over perhaps the most obscure of things until ‘Minne the Moocher’ was put on and damned if the Prince didn’t start dancing to begin with before it progressed to singing.

“Folks, here’s a story ‘bout Minnie the MoocherShe was a red-hot hoochie-coocher”

With Rob in reach, he grabbed his forearm and pulled him up to join him in the space in the middle of the room, the port still in his other hand as he swayed in as much ‘dancing’ as he could manage, laughing playfully as something of a challenge to the American - a ‘giddy’ dance off.

#colpapabear #hipstersbleedroses #*shrugs* XD I don't even know but I giggled

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writingmysanity · 2 years ago

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A/N: Firstly, thank you @sherwood-forests for reading over this piece! You are gods sent. secondly, @thehistoriangirl here is your background xD

TW: illness mentioned, pregnancy

Word count: 2767

“The results are in,” the doctor’s voice chimes from the door, alerting you of her presence. Twisting your body slowly, you frown at the look on her face, hands resting in your lap. You feel as if the air around you still as she confirms what you’ve dreaded.

Your footsteps echo around you, skittering along the expanse of the abandoned hall. Where bodies had been hurriedly pressing passed you to get where they were going just minutes ago, there is no one. Left alone with your thoughts your arms wrap around your middle, as if the glue that can hold you together.

Glittering chandeliers sway above, music making the crystals hanging from their ornate arms shake, miniature rays of light bouncing around you, lighting up the room spectacularly. Glancing around, you can't help but stare- ornate bodies twirling around the floor, jewels refracting the light from the crystals above. Wait staff swirl by, one bowing to you slightly, offering a flute of champagne. You take it gently, offering a smile in thanks.

They smile back before disappearing into the crowds.

Turning quickly, you muffle your yelp as you very nearly knock right into another chest, very nearly knocking his own flute from his hands. He seems just as surprised as you, but recovers quickly, offering you a weak, but kind smile.

“My apologies,” you strain to hear him, his accent softening his words. You just nod quickly. “I should have been paying closer attention.” opening your mouth to refute his claim that he was the one in the wrong, he merely lifts his other hand, cane coming with it for a moment, the motion clear.

Instead, you offer him your name. At this, he smiles, crooked and unguarded, nose crinkling at the motion. Setting his flute to the side, he offers you his hand.

“Viktor.”

Dim lights flicker above your head, casting random shadows over the sporadic placements of potted plants along the lines, the only living things keeping you company on your way. Cursing yourself, you look around, glancing at the numbers on the doors.

Are you even going the right way? Huffing, you shake the thoughts away, fighting the emotions welling up. Biting your lip so that it can't tremble, you push on, counting the doors like you had that night.

298. Second hallway, fifth door to your left.

One…

Two…

Five…

Circled by empty flutes, you lean against the table, flush against its flat top, cheek squished to it with a giggle, eyes half lidded. Viktor looms over you, amusement as clear on his face as the flush, his cheeks warm. You like the pink, you find. Grinning up at him, you sit up some, allowing him a view down the front of your dress, unobstructed.

He startles to a stop, eyes falling down the expanse of your skin, tongue darting out to wet his lips before forcing his eyes back to yours, trying his best to be a gentleman- you are not making it an easy task. Humming, you tap his hand lightly with your finger, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Want to run?” you grin, lips curling mischievously, matching the glint in his eye.

“And where will we go?” he muses, tilting his head to regard you better. You shrug.

“I don't care, as long as it's you.” you had only just met, but you know you were telling the truth- a byproduct of your drinking- it made you honest. You realized, you would probably follow him wherever he asked, as long as his fingers kept trailing your skin, and his eyes stayed on you.

“My…” he hesitates, swallowing before continuing, pursing his lips before a rough release of air unpuckers them. “My apartment is not far” he manages, watching you keenly, as if waiting for you to retract your offer, teasing him relentlessly about having been caught- this was a joke. When you only smile, your fingers finding his with a nod, he relaxes.

“Okay.”

Skittering to a stop, you eye the number on the door before you.

298.

Unsure of what to do, you stare at the door for a moment. You can still feel it, the chill of the door on your back as he presses you into it, his feverish lips on yours as he struggles to unlock the door without breaking the kiss. His groan when you arch your body into his.

Shaking your head, trying to knock the memory away, you lift your hand slowly. You're not even sure when you knocked- you didn't feel the wood against your hand- but the sound reverberated around you loudly, making you wince.

Once the echoes subside, you are surrounded once more with silence. You sit in it for 30 seconds more, bouncing anxiously on the balls of your feet, hugging yourself. Eventually, the silence becomes unnerving- obviously he is either not home or asleep- you were foolish for coming. You chastised yourself as you turned.

He's a big important scientist, obviously he has more important things.

Your own thoughts make you freeze, midway down the hall as you soften. But he still deserves to know. You are about to start back towards your own room again when the lock slides, the sound slamming against the walls, startling you. Stopping, staring at his lithe body hunched over his cane as it leans out of his door, you can't find it in you to move. His eyes sweep around before landing on you, brows furrowed in confusion. He is just as beautiful as he was that night, but he looks paler, the bags under his eyes purplish, as if he has had trouble sleeping, his hair tousled.

When you don't move, he steps out, calling your name gently, the sound breaking you from your thoughts. “What is wrong?” The concern in his voice breaks your resolve, lip trembling- all of your practiced words dying in your throat.

I’m sorry

You don't have to be involved.

He is still waiting, taking several paced steps towards you, patient. You can't help it, the way it blurts out, the words leaving your lips before you can stop them.

“I'm pregnant,” he freezes, eyes widening almost comically, his hand left lingering in the air where he had been reaching for you, about to offer comfort. “It’s yours,” you choke on the words, clawing back the sob threatening to spill from your chest. He doesn't move, staring down at you in shock.

“It… can be no one else?” His voice is soft, but distant, giving you no indication of how he is feeling. You shake your head, swallowing.

“No,” he just nods. When he doesn't move, doesn't say anything else, you continue. You're shocked you are still standing from the way your legs tremble, threatening to give way at the slightest provocation.

“I… just wanted you to know,” you begin. “I have zero expectations of you, Viktor.” Your voice is quiet, rushed. “You don't have to be a part of any of this- I just felt you had the right to know.” you backup a step, watching him closely. His eyes are stuck on you, grabbing his cane hard enough you're sure he will break it, but he doesn't move towards you.

Taking that as your answer, you turn on your heel and head back to your own apartment. Your walk turns to a jog, then to a sprint when you hear him choke on your name, the tears that had been threatening to fall finally spring forth clouding your way back.

Once back behind closed doors, the rest of the dam breaks. Back pressed to the door, you sob, shoulders shaking as your chin hits your chest, everything hitting you at once. Sliding slowly down the door, you bury your face in your knees, hands gripping at your hair as you wail into the fabric of your stockings. You don't pay attention to the way your tears mix with your makeup and stains them beyond repair. You cry until you cant anymore, the sounds reducing themselves to a whimper, curled up on your side head tucked to your knees as you cradle your stomach.

Still trembling, you stroke your stomach, a watery smile slides across your face, hiccuping.

“I'll never leave you, little one.” you promise. “Even if it's just you and me, you will never be alone.”

Laying there, collecting yourself, you sniffle, tears coming and going- but you are too exhausted to try and move, the only indication of the time being the way the light filtering in from your windows shifts as the day moves along. Light turns to shadows before the patter of rain echoes out in the silent apartment. Wiping at your eyes a final time, you push up slowly, wincing at how your body aches from lying on the floor for several hours, stomach aching even more, the snarl of it the only noise in the room. Huffing a laugh, you shake your head.

“I suppose I will have to be better about self care,” you mutter, about to step towards the kitchen when a knock sounds at the door, nearly jumping out of your skin at the abruptness after spending so long only listening to your thoughts. You hesitate, unsure if you are wanting to open it- you've very few friends given your job. Being Counselor Mel’s assistant leaves little time for a social life.

Electing to ignore it, you turn back towards the kitchen until you hear your name followed by a gentle thud.

“Please,” Viktor’s voice bleeds through the door once more, tight- thick. “Please… open the door.” hesitating, you turn towards the door slowly, the sound of the latch sliding louder than you expected- but somehow only slightly louder than the thunder of the blood rushing against your ear drums. You only creak the door open slightly at first, eyeing him through the crack.

His forehead is pressed against the door, hand resting in a fist above his head. Feeling the movement of the door, he peeks out at you, golden irises brilliant with the circling of the darkened bags resting under his eyes. The mouth that had given you so much pleasure- from the way it felt on your skin to the way his nose crinkled when he smiled- is a hard line as he worries at his lip. He looks paler than before, the bags worse, as if it's been days instead of hours. His normally neat hair tugged and pulled at, sticky spikes dampened by the rain, baby hairs sticking to his forehead, along with all of his clothes. You realize suddenly that he is drenched, his whole body trembling, the word escaping his lips making you shiver at the depth of emotion behind it, eyes watering. Please.

In spite of yourself, you open the door more, hand reaching out to steady him as his bad leg gives out slightly, leaning his weight on you for a moment before he is able to regain his composure, following you inside, letting the door swing shut behind him. Silence envelopes you both, all traces of hunger gone as you move to get him a towel, handing it out to him awkwardly. His movements are slow, calculated… frigid as he begins to dry himself off the best he can, ruffling his hair with a whisper.

“Thank you,” you just nod, not trusting your voice. Slowly, he stops, settled on the edge of your couch as he looks up at you, eyes wide. He's scared, you realize, before kneeling before him slowly, but maintain your distance, guarding your heart.

“What…” you pause, licking your lips. You flinch when his hand comes to gently trace along your cheek, the puffy, raw skin sensitive to his chill. You're sure you're a sight to see, red and raw from crying, makeup smeared across your face- you're sure your hair is a mess, as well. “What are you doing here, Viktor?” it comes out with more venom than you mean for, startling him, but he doesn't shrink away- just looks down at his other hand slowly, still curled into a ball. Shifting, you stare at it too, gawking when he unfurls his fingers to reveal a ring. It's pretty, silver with a brilliant green stone you don't recognize.

“It…” taking a deep breath, he turns to look at you, meeting your eyes and he rolls the ring across his finger tips before lifting it to you slightly. “It was my mother’s” you freeze, staring at the ring in his hand, breathing shallowly. He takes it as an opportunity to continue. “I… I would have come to you quicker, but I couldn't find it quickly enough.” frustration bleeds into his tone, earning your gaze back. As soon as it hits you, you’re shaking your head.

“No… no!” pushing yourself back, pacing in front of the couch, running your fingers through your tangled hair. “You… Marriage… you don't want to marry me, Vik,” you pause to look at him, desperation evident in your face. “I refuse to marry simply because I am pregnant.” his face twists, hand twitching around the ring. “We don't have to be married for you to be involved” you try to reason, waiting, begging for him to say something. When you stop talking, he takes it as his turn. Looking down at the ring, he frowns, a tired sigh pushing past his lips, your name coming out quietly.

“I am sick,” he confesses, so soft you almost don't hear it, but it makes you freeze in your tracks, staring at him from across the room. “I do not… I do not have much time- according to the doctors.” now he looks at you- anger, anxiety, fear all simmering there, his brilliant golden eyes boring into you, burning you like sunburn. “I know that… marrying a cripple from the undercity is most probably not your idea of an ideal union..” At that, you break out of your stupor, marching up to him, fingers wrapping around his chin as you tug it up, forcing him to look up at you, anger simmering in your eyes- an anger he doesnt recognize nor understand.

“Merely a cripple from the undercity, are you?” he winces at your tone, clipped, rough. “You are many things, Viktor- crippled? Sure. but you are also stunning, brilliant, a complete gentleman. I refuse to allow you to speak lowly of yourself, not in my presence.” eyes tacked to yours, he doesn't try to move, any motion of his head restricted by your hand. Instead, he reaches up, fingers wrapping around your wrist, squeezing gently, tears welling up, his lip quivering just slightly.

“Please,” he pleads again. “Let me care for you, for you both the only way I can. I am not strong, I am not… built for a family- my life revolves around my work.” shaking your head, you pull back, sighing.

“And how will this be caring for us, Vik?” he sighs, laying his head against your stomach, nosing there gently, your hands resting hesitantly on the back of his head, stroking down slowly trying to calm him. Shuddering at the contact, his hand comes up to rest over yours as the other wraps around your middle, holding you there.

“When I am… gone…” he settles, mumbling against your stomach. “You will be provided for, still. Jayce has assured me of that. Allow me to do what I can to make sure you and my child are cared for after I am no longer here to see to it myself.” The silence stretches around you both, just resting there as he holds you. It's dizzying, dealing with the whirlwind of what your day has become- the idea that you will have a baby with this gentle man, kind and smart… and you're not even sure how long you will be able to keep him in your child's life.

“Are you sure?” you ask slowly, unsure. “I don't want you to feel you have to.” he just nods against your stomach, the motion lifting your shirt just slightly, just enough for his fingers to brush the skin there.

“Yes,” his voice is quiet, but absolute. Slowly, he looks up at you, gentle eyes molten over your skin, pressing a gentle kiss to your sternum, fingers running over your stomach where it will inevitably swell in months to come. Swallowing, you squeeze his hand gently where it rests on his neck, eyes pinched closed to keep another round of tears from springing up, warmth blooming in your chest, your voice thick as you nod.

“Okay.”

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