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plutoswritingplanet · 1 year ago

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It's A Special Death You Saved (Feyd Rautha x Female!Reader) pt.3

a/n: so i lied about this being the last chapter, there's one more, i know im sorry....... also shout out to my friends, who were unbelievably helpful with the smut part because oh, there's smut here

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content (yuuuh yuuuuuuh), Alcohol, like....a tiny bit of Humiliation.

Summary: The month-long courting comes to an end with a bang! As your engagement party commences, wine flows and darker feelings rise to the surface

Pt. 1, Pt.2 Pt.4 (finale)

In the darkness of the night, he still comes to you in your dreams, knife in hand, body taunt and ready to strike. Every single morning, you awake with a gasp, as visions of your tormentor plague you. In some, he slits your throat, reveling in the way red cascades down your nightgown. Other times, it's a quick and brutal stabbing, your insides twisting as you wake.

But then, there are those rare nights where you rise from your bed, sweat clinging to your skin, as you fight with the pressure in your stomach, try to rid yourself of the images, before making yourself presentable for breakfast.

Those dreams, nightmares, are the worst.

White, elegant fingers, grabbing, pulling, pinching every surface of your exposed skin. Defined arms around you, squeezing your pliant body in an embrace that is as tender and romantic, as a snake suffocating its victim. Deceivingly soft lips, mapping a trail down your front, pulling back to reveal teeth, which make that same trail visible, hurting.

In those dreams, he paints you with black. Taints you, until you're molded into his perverse image, until there's no telling where he ends, and you begin. He makes you into a sculpture, in a way that an artist cuts away pieces of clay, slowly robbing you of all agency, until there's only what he wants to see. And you let him, with a trembling smile on your lips, hands twisted into the stained sheets of your bed.

Ignoring him has become an art form as well.

Since your faithful tangle at the training barracks, you did everything in your power, to never appear in the same room as him, or at least, never alone. You became a shadow in your own home, a whisper of the person you used to be. Shame is a powerful thing, and you wore it like a wedding veil over your face. Paul would always help you, silently. Never asking outright what had happened between you and the Harkonnen, but somehow always knowing. Your brother, your salvation, breaks your heart everytime he grabs your hand, and leads you away from the predator in the room.

The date of your engagement party has been set a week into the future. The nervous bustling of the court only heightening your already wracked thoughts, as the inevitability of your situation begins to haul you to the ground.

Your Mother took most of the preparations on her back, directing the servants, the kitchen, the musicians. She picked out a dress for you, some flowing abomination, which hung in your closet, reminding you every morning, that you will have to wear it with a smile. You hoped, there will be wine at the feast, hope that it will be sweet enough to dull your insides.

As the date of the feast comes closer and closer, you begin to spend more time outside.

The air is crisp and smells of seawater, and you can't help but inhale fully, every time. You want it seared into your brain, so whenever you're taken away from your home, you can run back to this memory, to the feel of grass under your fingers.

- You'll catch a cold, if you keep sitting here.

Paul's voice brings you back from your dark thoughts, and you look up, from your spot in the grass. He stands a couple paces back, hands folded behind his back in a manner, that is reminding you of your Father more and more every day.

- Do you want to join me? - you ask, your lips quirking up into a small smile - Or would you prefer to stand there like a pillar of salt?

Your brother shakes his head, before coming closer and plopping down next to you, his skinny legs stretched out in front of him. The both of you sit in silence for a while, enjoying the breeze ruffling your hair, the smell of ocean and the waves crashing into the cliffs. There are seagulls flying over your heads, and you feel the moisture from the grass seep into your clothing.

A wistful sigh escapes you, before you can stop it, and you let yourself fall, laying flat on the hill.

Paul looks down at you, undescribable sadness swimming in his eyes, and an instinct of sister awakes in you, a need to comfort, despite being a wreck yourself. So, you offer him a smile, a tired one, but a smile nonetheless.

- Do you think we could take the horses for a ride today? - your brother asks with naive hope, his eyes turning to the sea.

- Mother won't allow me to go, she wants me to spend my pondering the proper behavior during the feast - try as you might, you can't hide the bitterness in your voice - Besides, I could fall off and hurt the merchandising.

Paul's hand finds yours, and he squeezes your fingers tightly. It's hard not to break, in moments like these. When you're forced to remember, you'll most likely never see your family again.

- If I could do something, anything... - you recognize that feverish note in your brother's voice, it's devoid of reason, impulsive, too much like you.

- But you can't, so you won't.

A frustrated sound escapes his mouth, and he turns back to the sea. You watch him through half-lidded eyes, eyelashes falling heavily on your cheeks. He looks like a Duke, you conclude, and that thought feels strangely comforting. No matter where you'll be shipped off, no matter what life has in store for you in the future, somehow, you know your brother will persevere.

- Do you remember that time Gurney made us train on the beach? - you ask, a sudden wave of nostalgia washing over you, as the clouds float in the sky above you - Cause of the... The balance. We had to try to balance in the sand.

Paul twists his head towards you, surprised at the turn of the conversation, before cracking a smile.

- Yes, he slipped on the rocks, nearly broke his backbone - he starts to wave his hands around in a wonderful reenactment of your mentor's fall, before collapsing next to you in the grass.

Your laughter mingles with the sounds of the sea, as the both of you, the future of House Atriedes, share memories, scenes from the life you've lived together. The good and the bad. The horse races through plains and hills of Caladan, the many, many food fights. It's hard to tell, how much time you spend together, laying in the grass, but when you finally fall into silence, the air has become considerably more chilly. A sign, it's time to return to reality, to your duties.

- You should've been me, and I you - Paul whispers suddenly, and you close your eyes in a pained expression.

Perhaps it's true. Perhaps Lady Jessica made a mistake, and gave a Daughter where she should've given a Son. Now, it's no longer important. Your roles have been set in place, all you could do, is fulfill them. Somewhere back, in the direction of the Palace you can hear a voice calling your names. A reminder, that the world outside this grassy sanctuary exists, and can't wait any longer.

You move to stand, Paul gathering himself up closely behind. Your clothes stick to your body, and you're shivering from the cold, but if you could spend just one more moment exactly like that, you would've taken that chance without question.

An arm snakes around your elbow, and you lean onto your brother's shoulder, as you start to walk back, steps swaying like a pair of drunkards. Then, Paul tugs you closer, you can feel him tense suddenly, as he leans with a sullen expression on his pale face.

- I hate the way he looks at you - he confesses, waves upon waves of righteous Atriedes fury crashing in his voice.

You don't know how to respond to that, so you stay silent, giving his arm a reassuring tug.

That was the last conversation you've had with your brother.

*** While the House Atriedes is characterized by a rather mellow temper, there was one thing they took extremely seriously. And those, unfortunately for you, were engagement rituals.

So, that's why you sit posed like a porcelain doll in a deep chair, next to your soon-to-be husband, at the foot of a long table, surrounded by music, and dancing, and food. There are ribbons hung from the high ceilings, and flickering lights float around them like little fireflies. You watch, as they dance above you, the ridiculous headdress placed on your hair digs into your skul. Color surrounds you, your own dress flowing like a waterfall, elegant, yet delicate. The pools of fabric gather around your legs, a chiffon monstrosity, that you know, is supposed to make you beautiful.

And perhaps you would've felt beautiful, if this was any other occasion. A birthday feast, perhaps. Dare you say, and engagement party with someone you actually loved.

Speaking of which, your betrothed sits beside you, sticking out like a sore thumb. He looks utterly bored, eyes following the celebrating masses, hand playing with a steak knife. Not enough blood for his tastes, you suppose. He's dressed in traditional Harkonnen attire, which you think, doesn't really look that much different from all the other outfits you've seen him in. Black, sleek, efficient. You must be a curious pair, a mass of colorful materials and a black-stone pillar.

The wine, thankfully, is sweet. It warms your face, and turns your insides into a pleasant mush. You should've eaten more, but then again, it was a celebration of your imprisonment, and if you wanted to get drunk, you would. And you did get drunk. Quickly.

The dress moves with you, as you slowly slide down the chair, one leg resting up on the seat. A frightfully unbecoming sight, but you can't find it in yourself to care. Another, clumsy drink from your cup, and you sigh deeply, blinking a couple of times to rid yourself of sudden dizziness.

Your betrothed gives you a look, whether it's of warning or amusement, you're not sure. And you don't care. Your nose scrunches in the general direction of his smooth head, and you take another sip, just to spite him.

- Shut up - you grumble, a slurr entering your words.

- I haven't said a word - he counters, and this time you can see him smile.

- You're thinking, it's annoying.

Feyd Rautha has an unpleasant laugh.

Sharp and low, and very rough around the edges. It's like listening to an old spaceship try to take off, and you're sure you don't want to hear him laugh ever again. That's it, your goal in this, frankly, fucked up marriage, will be to never make your husband laugh. Although, it's best not to think about it so loudly, he might be a hidden mind reader, and would most likely laugh in your face every day, just to torture you.

God. You were going to regret every sip come tomorrow morning.

- You're wrapped like a present - Feyd Rautha leans down with a smirk playing on his full lips, and you have to crane your neck to look him straight in the face - Shall I unwrap you here, while your family watches?

Despite the light tone, you shiver under his gaze. Something in the way his body seems relaxed yet tense at the same time tells you, this shameless man would do it in a heartbeat, if you as much as inclined your head.

- Gross - you groan, hand untangling itself from the amassing of chiffon to push back at his face.

It's the first time, you've touched him out of your own volition, and even in your drunken daze, you note the sudden glint in his eyes. Fingers grab at your wrist, keeping you in place, as he leans further into your touch, turning his head slightly. Wine mixes with sudden embarrassment, as his lips brush against the meat of your palm. Then, black teeth shine and your heart jumps to your throat, as he bites down on your skin, hard enough to make you jump. Tongue darts out, licking a stripe up your thumb, before giving your fingertip a tiny nibble.

You tear your hand away from him, pressing it into your chest with an appalled expression. There are indents just below your thumb in the shape of his teeth, and the confounding feelings you've been trying to stoke for almost a month now, come crashing down upon you.

He looks satisfied with himself, returning back to his seat, and his steak knife. The utensil reflects the flowing lights, and despite yourself you swallow thickly, turning back to your cup, which is quickly becoming empty.

God, it was getting incessantly hot in this cursed dining hall.

Whether it was the wine, or the sudden wave of knee-bending arousal washing through you, you couldn't tell. (It was both, you were fully aware it was both) And you're uncomfortable, terribly so. You fidget in your seat, almost painfully aware of the heat, which has now spread further down. The fabric of the dress slides against your body, skin becoming far too sensitive, too hungry for touch. You try to relieve some of your torment, legs squeezing and rubbing together. Treacherous tongues of self-awareness rear its ugly heads, and you look up, and...

Of course he noticed.

Feyd Rautha places his chin in his hand, and he observes you with a knowing look, which turns dark and terrifying as soon as your eyes meet.

- Careful, lest the court starts talking - he warns you, his voice somehow becoming deeper than before, and you take a shuddering breath.

Dagnerous, this is dangerous.

You're seated far away from your family, from any consolation, and even if they were close enough to intervene, the masses of dancing people, the sound of their laughter... Your heart stops, a snake curling itself around your insides. Truly, if that beast of a man wanted to, he could make do of his threat from earlier, and take you where you sit. Haunted by that thought, both terrifying and arousing, you down the rest of your wine.

It doesn't taste as good anymore. Hell, it threatens to come back up, until you force it to sit in your stomach.

Duncan, you need to find Duncan, or you'll do something incredibly stupid. You'll do something incredibly stupid either way, but at least the regret will be less biting. So, pulling yourself up on trembling arms, you shuffle out of your chair, your betrothed's heated gaze following you on your way through the hall.

People don't even look at you, too enraptured with free food and drinks, and the music, which flows loudly through the air. Good, in any other case, the Duke's Daughter, stumbling drunk through corridors, would certainly lift some eyebrows. Your feet carry you towards the training barracks, a familiar route you've followed many times. Indulging in sex with your Father's most trusted advisor was not the healthiest form of regulating emotions, but you needed something, and God knows, you'd rather die than get it from anyone else. From Him especially.

The choice is made for you, however, as a strong hand wraps itself around your arm, just above your elbow, yanking you backwards, behind a stone column. The world spins in front of your eyes, and for a second you worry the company of wine warming your insides is about to abandon you along with breakfast.

- Do you truly thought, you could sneak away from me?

Finally, your eyes focus on Fey Rautha's face, almost demonic in the low light of the corridor. Shadows play on his expression, falling heavily over his eyes, and you try to wrench yourself from his grasp.

- What I do is none of your business - you slurr out, wringing your arm every which way, his fingers digging painfully into your flesh - Let go of me.

The Harkonnen presses himself closer to you, trapping your body between the stone and himself. His nose nearly crushes itself into the juncture between your neck and your shoulder, taking a disturbing long whiff. You can feel his chest vibrate against your own, as he groans deep within his throat. It sobers you up in record speed, and you start to thrash in his hold. He subdues your outburst, as if he was made for it, before dragging his nose up, towards your hair. You snarl like a wild animal.

- Let me go.

His body moves on its own accord, tearing itself away from you in an instant, legs tripping over themselves, to put distance between your bodies. He looks up at you, muscles tense and an expression of shock painted across his pale face.

The ability to use the Voice was something you rarely took part in. Training sessions with your Mother went well, as expected of a woman, but you still had a lot of work ahead of you. You blink forcefully, steadying yourself against the wall behind you. Then, you notice the borderline murderous look on your soon-to-be husband's face.

- Witch - he spits out, baring his blackened teeth at you.

- I am the Daughter of Duke Atriedes - your voice carries a note of righteous pride, despite dread climbing up your spine - And you will treat me with respect, wedded or not.

He straightens himself with petrifying speed, and as he takes a step towards you, actions overtake reflection. Your hand winds back, and you bring a resounding slap across his sharp cheekbone. While your palm blooms with pain, he seems to barely react, closing the distance between the two of you after a tense beat. Before you have a chance to react again, his hands grab at your face, and his lips crash against yours in a punishing kiss.

Teeth clink together and the momentum of the kiss makes your head collide with the stone pillar behind you. He's fingers dig into your cheeks and your jaw, as he devours you completely, bringing down all your defences in one swoop. You kiss him back, almost immediately, opening your mouth to let him in, to meet his tongue halfway. It's almost grotesque, how much you hate and love this at the same time, the buzzing of the wine mixing with the sound of your racing heart, with the sound of his unabashed sounds of pleasure.

Hands flail at your sides, as you grab all you can take, pulling him even closer by the thick fabric of his tunic.

His hands however, know exactly what they want, and as he lets go of your face, they both sink down. Fingers hook into the neckline of your dress, and he tears it down, your entire body swaying with the force of his movement. Your breasts are freed for only just a moment, cold air hitting them in a way that would be uncomfortable, if they weren't immediately covered by your betrothed's large palm. He palms at your chest, as if he wants to crush it, and you bite back a whine, which threatens to spill from your abused lips.

- Don't - he growls a warning, unoccupied hand tangling itself within your hair - Sing.

And you do. As his mouth descends upon your neglected breast, where he alternates between licks and bites that make your back fly off the wall. Once again you don't know what to do with your hands, finding them entirely useless in the Harkonnen's overpowering grasp. One, grabs at his shoulder, undecided on whether to push him off, or pull him in closer. The other one scratches four lines into his skull, as he sucks on the sensitive skin under your ribs.

Finally, he detaches from you completely, standing straight and regarding you with a look so intensely ravenous, it shakes you to your core. Your exposed chest rises and falls in tandem with your heaving breaths, and you shiver, as cold air hits your skin. His gaze drinks in your dissheveled hair, the way your lips are puffy and red. A beautiful sight for his blackened eyes.

- I know who you went looking for - he starts, stalking towards you once again - Can't have that, can I?

You debate feigning confusion, outrage at such accusation, which hasn't really been uttered yet. But, as Feyd Rautha stops just short of the bottom hem of your dress, you suddenly find yourself unable to speak. Instead, as a last ditched effort to rid yourself of him, your hand extends, a half-hazard attempt at liberation. He swats it away, as one would a mere fly, before sinking to his knees in front of you.

- Lift up your dress, Viper - his voice is like thunder in your ears, and you bite your lips at the sight of his eyes, dark and surprisingly eager.

Hands move clumsily in an effort to gather all those translucent layers. You nearly trip over yourself, earning a rather nasty chuckle from below. As soon, as your legs are visible, he dives between the chiffon, his head dissapearing from sight. You can feel his lips, traveling up the expanse of your calf, giving a light bite under your knee.

Anticipation siezes your gut, and you grab onto the wall, as if that would save you. His hands grab your leg, skin incredibly warm to the touch for someone who looks so cold, and then, with forceful tugs, he starts to manouver you.

You let out an unbecoming squeak, as he yanks your leg over his shoulder. Strong hands keep you in place, and he reaches out around the upper part of your thigh to all but tear your undergarments off of your core. The force of this action makes you jump in place on your one available leg, just to hold your balance, and for a second you consider swatting at him.

That thought leaves you almost immediately after it appears, as an onslaugh of kitten licks unleashes downward. A vague, head like shape moves under your dress, the chiffon floating from place to place like a hypnotizing river. The wine must've heightened your senses to an alarming degree, because as soon as Feyd Rautha begins his ministrations, you're a mess.

It's honestly humiliating, the way you fight for any purchase on the wall behind you, as he begins to lick in earnes, parting your legs further with one hand, while the other wraps securely around your used leg. While there, he cops a feel of your behind, fingers biting into the soft flesh, and you lock your lower lip between your teeth so hard, you can taste blood on your tongue.

As if he's developed some new telepathic talents, his hand leaves your ass, in favor of winding up, and slapping it harshly. The action makes your jump in place once again, a sound stuck between outrage and glee fleeing your throat, before you have the chance to stop it. Right, "sing", you remind yourself, and immediately feel him change his tactics.

Your bundle of nerves opens new possibilities of torment, and as his lips close around the bud, you can't help the whine, escaping through your lips. The music is loud, you remind yourself. They won't hear, no one will hear. His hand pushes your dangling leg further up your shoulder, and your back arches from the stone. You will be sore as all hell after this is done, but for now, it doesn't matter. Nothing really matters, except the way your betrothed eats you out, like a man who's been starved for decades.

- Oh shit - you curse, hands flailing uselessly - Oh fuck!

All of a sudden, everything stops, and your building peak subsides into a dissatisfactory simmer. Feyd Rautha's head emerges from under the fabric, a terrible, shit-eating grin on his wet lips.

- Such language? - he teases, tongue darting out to lap at your arousal - So unbecoming of a-...

- Fucking don't stop! - there's panic in your movements, as you grab the back of his head, and shove him right under your dress again.

The laughter should be unsettling for you, but he returns to his post with twice as much motivation, and however more strength, and before you know it, your orgasm sneaks upon you. A sudden tightness in your core is all the warning you get, before the coil snaps, and your entire body starts to spasm in pleasure.

It's good. Incredibly so. You'd risk saying it's the most intense you've ever came, but never out loud, never to him. That shameful secret was between you and whatever God that was listening. Stars erupt behind your eyelids, your breathing stopping for just a moment.

And then you go deliciously limp, legs giving out completely.

To his credit, the Harkonnen catches you before you hit the floor, the arm curling around your leg proving to be an unmeasurable support. His head emerges from under the dress once again, and he lets you slide down the wall, until you're seated. He sways on the balls of his feet, still towering you, even as he crouches.

You swallow, throat slightly raw from all the noise you've done moments ago, and he follows the movements of your neck muscles with greedy eyes. Still greedy, after taking so much. Truly, he was a Harkonnen. And before you can stop yourself, a thought materializes in your brain, a treacherous little information, which would shake you to the core, if your muscles weren't currently made of taffy.

He blushes pink. Your betrothed blushes pink, from the exercise of making you cum on his tongue alone. God, what a precious sight.

He must've noticed the serene smile playing upon your lips, and his nature to ruin comes to light. His hand reaches back, and you freeze in your spot, as you recognize that damned golden steak knife. The blade shines in the dimly lit corridor, making your breathing faster, questions swimming behind your eyes. You don't really want to fight him in this state, but you fucking will, if he tries anything.

- An engagement present, for you, Viper. - he rasps, licking his reddened lips in an obscene display, which doesn't repulse you quite as much as it should.

- I have nothing to give in return - your voice is stern, and your betrothed flashes you an evil grin.

Then, he presents you the tip of the knife, golden utensil hanging between his slender fingers, and you look up at him, not understanding what is expected of you. Placing one knee on the floor, Feyd Rautha lowers himself to your eye level, for the hundredth of times surprising you with the sheer grace in his movements.

- Kiss - he whispers, into the space between the both of you.

Your eyes fall to the knife, then, to him and you take a long, deep breath. Pride, your biggest flaw, takes a deadly hit, as the man twists the knife in his fingers, looking at you expectedly. You hate him, truly and deeply, and it must be showing on your face, because he sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth, as soon as your eyes meet.

Swallowing your pride, you keep his gaze, leaning towards the blade. Your lips press delicately against the cool metal and the Harkonnen flashes you a nasty, self-satisfied smirk, before slipping the knife up his sleeve and standing up.

- I'll see you back at the feast - he gives you a small bow, and you press your lips tightly together.

- Fuck you.

- After the wedding, my Viper.

And with that, he turns around.

You're left there, on the floor, your dignity in shambles, the exertion catching up to you all at once, as if his presence alone was the only thing keeping you from feeling pain. A stupid thought, you chastize yourself, before slowly pulling yourself from the cold tiles.

It takes you a couple of shameful minutes, trying to put yourself back together again. The ridiculous headdress, which has slipped all the way down from your hair, will probably never look the same, as when your Mother has styled it, but you can't find it in yourself to care.

The music still plays, as you enter the hall, and thankfully, no one notices your arrival. No one but your betrothed, who raises his drinking cup in your direction, as if nothing had happened. His face is annoying, you conclude, and turn away, your aching legs taking you towards the center of the room, where people danced and sang in celebration of your engagement. What a lovely sight, what a lovely couple. Opposites attract, right?

Bitter, aching and humiliated, you throw yourself into the crowd, let it sway you from place to place, as you dance away this whole wretched week. The whole month-long courting rituals, which were just a bullshit attempt at torture.

It's said, that when Death comes to take your soul, you're allowed one more dance before the eternal void.

So you dance.

#my writing #dune part 2 #dune x reader #feyd rautha harkonnen #feyd rautha smut #feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha x you #tennis ball strikes again #i would also like to thank tiktok editing community for giving me material to daydream about #im seeing this movie again on thursday totally not because i want to write the most accurate smut in the next chapter

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allukaed · 8 months ago

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𝘽𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙃𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙒𝙄𝙎𝙃 — 𝘼𝙄𝙕𝘼𝙒𝘼 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏𝘼

synopsis - it was his 30th birthday celebration, and you both intended to celebrate it only with you, him, and your precious cat.

cw - fluff, angst, loneliness

a/n - i tried to explore aizawa's character in depth, but i really have this plot in my mind. i couldnt just resist how it played in my head. but im gonna go into detail for the next part. 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢! . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

November 8.

You were to celebrate and say I love you.

In the four tight corners. Front of the glass window that reaches the ceiling down to the floor that overlooks the rest of a busy city. Bodies are set on the soft and big bean couch. With a cute black-coated bento cake in your hands, your cat Noir purring in the middle of your crossed legs. Candle lit, and the minimal words of “Hot and Thriving 30” decorated atop the frosting and all.

Gleaming a smile, you sang – a cross between passion and mechanical – a silly rendition of your little happy birthday song towards him. He was smiling warmly, and he never looked happier than in his whole life. Other than the fact that he thinks the message written on the cake is ridiculous he lets it gnaw its way through his smile.

“Sweet,” his endearing nickname always makes your cheeks flushed, “thank you.” He said after your little song.

“Blow a wish.” You airily muttered, cupping the lit candle against the sheer motion of some wind. “It’s your birthday after all.”

He glanced at you for a long time before his velvety voice echoed throughout the room, "Do I need to?" he raked a hand through Noir's fur, "I have everything I could wish for."

You felt your heartstrings tugged, earning a giggle from you. “C’mon, just make a wish!” You urged playfully, affection seeping into your nudge of his knee. “My hands are getting sore holding this cake.”

He smiled small, as he usually does. He never frowned at you, at least during the whole length of your relationship, it was all a blank slate of a face that could lead to a tiny smile or sarcasm, but he never made you feel wrong or sad with his signature grimace that was reserved for his friends or students.

“Alright.” He scoffed like a princess.

“1..2..3,” then he blew his candle.

“What did you wish for?” You probed cheekily, smearing a dark chocolate frosting on his cheek which he groaned for, swatting your hand away in the process. You put down the cake beneath you and started to cut four equal slices as it was just cutely sized. He wiped away the chocolate from his face while watching you do your ceremony.

Before buying the said birthday token, you already kept in mind that he wouldn't like it if you went out of your way to buy him any grandiose gifts, plus only the two of you were celebrating, so you settled for a bento cake instead. Although, he isn’t that much of a fan of sweets than you are.

“Won’t say or it won’t come true.” He grumbled, grabbing Noir who was trudging near the box of cake once it was alerted of the food’s presence, cradling the cat in his arms instead. He lightly tapped the cat’s head, "Bad for you." He told the cat, rubbing the pads of its paws, something the cat finds soothing.

You pouted. “Why? I should be an exception!” You insisted, rolling your eyes defiantly. “C’mooooooon, handsome! Don’t be unfair.” You dragged, bumping your head on his shoulder repeatedly.

His nose crunched, the idea of you pestering him to spill was somehow annoying but still endearing. It was just another trait of you that he has the patience to stand for, but couldn’t for others. If another person did this to him, he might strangle them with his scarf.

Still absentmindedly playing the cat, “Fine, just stop doing that.” He groaned, and your eyes twinkled elated. “Don’t say a word though.”

“Why?” You pondered.

“You find everything funny.” He deadpanned.

You were trying to stop a grin form on your face, and although you wanted to, you pursed your lips instead. “I won’t.” Your curiosity alive was barely able to hold back from your chest. You motioned a cross over your heart to symbolize a silent promise.

He took a brief look at you before he sighed, running his hands through Noir’s black fur, soft paps on its stomach. His brows furrowed slightly and his eyes darted away from you. It wasn’t like he was shy or hesitating, no, but for some reason, he was thoroughly contemplating whether he should say it out loud or rather keep it to himself. Decisiveness wavered him, he thought you deserved to know, and that his fickle musings were out of the ordinary.

His arm reached to you, locking you in a semi-embrace, the feline was surprised by the gesture and it meowed from your sudden weight, subsequently taking its leave from the man’s lap, leaving you two to your own devices.

“My only wish is,” he began, dipping his face into the top of your head and gripping your body closer to his, “for us to stay together.”

Your breath hitched, his musky notes percolating through your senses, and you found yourself dizzy from his words, his smell, his warmth, his embrace, and everything. You buried yourself further in his frame.

“No matter what happens, I will be with you, and you will be with me.” His voice was low and steady, and you hung onto the timbre of it. “I just want to be with you, for as long as possible, and I hope you do too.”

It rained.

Was it an outburst of happy tears, or was it actually drizzling outside your apartment complex? You couldn't care less, because what he was telling you was way way better than any tears of joy or rainfall. He doesn't have the luxury of being an open book, unlike you whose vulnerability always showcases, so hearing those words coming from his mouth was like a messiah preaching to his crestfallen student. It was comforting, exhilarating, a rush — but out of it all, it was love.

Gentle drizzle, like a lover’s kiss, fell upon the parched earth. Four tight corners conformed the two of you fondly. Two bodies coalesced, with you listening to every jump and thump of his heartbeat rhythmically. You clutched onto him firmly, more than ever, as if you don’t want to let go. You love him more than a story could write itself.

“Sweet,” he held your face, tilting you upward, “I’m not a man of a lot of words, but I always love you, even if you don’t hear it often.” He chuckled, emphasizing on the ‘always’. You stared at him with glossy eyes, tears forming on the edge of your lids, and you had no words to say. It was all surprising, yes, you sure were expecting something, but not an overwhelming whirlpool of emotions.

“I…” you mumbled, but your words trailed off. You couldn’t figure out the right words to say. No coherent string of words can muster up the feelings you were processing right now. “I love you too.”

He wiped the forming tears away, “Cat got your tongue?” he teased, a sly smirk tugged his lips.

Noir meowed on the floor.

“No… I..” You blushed, meekly shoving him away from you, avoiding his intense gaze. “I didn’t expect that at all… especially from you.” you protested. If a thousand shades of red were a person, it was you as of the moment.

“Really?” He arched an eyebrow, “You underestimate me, Sweet.” He grabbed your hand and lingered a few light kisses against your knuckles. His stubble unkempt, albeit it adds to his manly charm, was tickling your skin.

Your smile reached your eyes. “Maybe I do,” you giggled, “show me this side of you more often.” Your heart was still racing yet it dwindled every second that passed. With a vacant hand, you gently brushed a few black strands out of his face. He faintly leaned onto the back of your moving hand.

“I’ll try.” He held the hand he was peppering with kisses, intertwining with his. You smiled warmly, and all you could hear was his soft hums and the fireplace crackling. Casting a warm soft glow of his backlight, inviting a cozy sensation to the living room.

“Cake?” You suggested. Seeing how your cat was taking its chances to steal a bite, which you declared inedible to it a lot of times through a series of ‘no-no’ and head shakes.

“I’ll only take a bite of yours, I know that’s all yours to eat.” He shrugged, hinting at your sweet tooth.

“Rude!” You exclaimed while Noir meowed like it agreed with what he joked about. You gasped, glaring at the cat. “No treats for you.”

With a few I love yous exchanged, a lovingly tender interior, and a small tribute of a happy birthday. You celebrated your man’s thirtieth birthday.

November 8.

It was raining.

You were supposed to celebrate and say I love you.

In the wide corners. Grey filled the vast space of the apartment. Darkness enveloped the atmosphere, and you’ve realized that it was no four tight corners. The walls were continuous in many corners you haven’t counted. The whole house was massive, recognizing that it was never actually small in the first place. The duplex was quite big for a single person, and you have never felt lonelier than you ever did before.

A glass window engraved bottom to the ceiling shows that the heavens wept, their tears washing away any plans or events of the people scattered along the city. Were they happy or were they sad because of the rain? Nevertheless, you couldn't say the same sentiment applied to you. Matter of fact, it wasn’t the clouds’ fault but you have been crying along with the skies since then.

Everything felt dull. No rush, no comfort, no exhilaration, and most of all — there was no love to be found. Only you who was sat on a big bean couch that was meant for two people, emptily staring ahead the window, observing the monsoon rain unleashing its despair in the city.

Ever since he left, the welcoming warmth of your — used to be, both of your — house turned to an unbidden coldness. The air was thick and damp, clinging to your skin like a wet blanket. You hugged your knees close to your chest, restraining the shivers escaping you. It was incredibly silent in a way you can hear your staggered lament and muffled chokes, truly an epitome of discomfort. A tremendous display of consequences after all of what happened.

Your cat announced its presence, jumped up to you with its chubby legs, and let out a meow beside you, purring incessantly. You sniffled, hiccups taking turns, not even bothering to look at the feline (which it isn’t amused of, by the way).

“No happy birthdays for now, Noir.”

There was a lighter within your hand and you fiddled with its flame. This was the lighter you used to light a certain man’s birthday cake. How could you forget? There was no way you could ever forget. Your thumb pressed and pulled away from the button over and over, warm hue flickering on and on. On and off and on and off and on and off and on and off. You mindlessly played it.

Until you click on the final pressure against the button.

“Guess it didn’t come true, Shota.”

You blew the flame but you didn’t let go.

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pooplyface1423 · 4 months ago

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Through Dusk and Dawn

"Through dusk and dawn" means throughout the entire night, from the time it starts getting dark (dusk) until the first light of day appears (dawn), essentially encompassing the whole nighttime

Shadow x reader (platonic)

Warnings : none other than Shadow already has a tiny soft spot for reader

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One of your worst nightmares coming to life was not what you planned for this year.

Losing the people u cared for the most was awful.

Never thought it would've come to this you thought

You were nowhere to be seen during the guardianship stuff always hiding in the bathroom to wipe tears of sorrow and guilt people might ask why you feel guilt but the thing is you had nothing to do with it you just feel like you should of done something but didn't you blamed yourself for it.

Once Tom and Maddie got full guardianship over you they finally got to take you home with them.The drive from the foster care centre and to there home was wierd Tom having lost his brother (ur dad) was hard on him but they always had this promise to each other that if something went wrong that the other would care for their family and Tom wanted to keep that promise and make it true.

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*Car stops*

You got to were you would call home

Tom and Maddie help you w ur 2 bags while u carried ur main bag w all ur most personal things

Once the door opened sonic and tails were the first to try to greet you

“Oooooh hiii you must be y/n! Nice to meet you!” Said sonic with a warm smile

“Sonic she can't hear you…” said Maddie

“Oh let me speak louder my bad HI IM SO-” I mean she's deaf sonic she can read lips but she can't hear anything”says Maddie

“Oh I'm Sorry”

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Maddie an Tom help u set up in the room you'd stay in

As you entered you saw a beautiful room decorated with a small vase of flowers and a candle in a nightstand next to it you saw two small beds in one of them was a small black and red hedgehog sitting down reading a book

Feeling interrupted shadow wanted to say something

“I'm sorry shadow but quickly we wanted you to meet y/n she's my niece and she will share a room with you for a while until we find a way to set everything up” says Tom looking at shadow hoping for a small “okay” or a head nod

Shadow nods his head and continues reading

After putting ur things away Tom writes on a sticky note

“Wanna have pizza for dinner?”

You wrote back

“Ok sure” just wanting to be left to your own thoughts

Tom could feel that you were probably not in the mood for anything so he waved goodbye and left

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Now being alone (w only shadow being there) you finally felt the wave of grief hit you like a stack of bricks a few silent tears slipped down your cheeks onto ur knees as you hugged them tighter hoping everything was a bad dream even if you knew it wasnt….

Shadow took notice of this since he could hear what you thought were silent sobs were actually not that silent but quite enough he could hear.

Jumping of his bed he thought he should see what's wrong since he did overhear Tom and Maddie talk about why you were coming to sonic tail and knuckles. He slowly climbed up into you bed and tapped ur hand gaining ur attention

“Are you okay” he said, feeling a small shock as he was reminded of Maria as soon as he saw our tear filled eyes.

You read his lips and nodded your head in a no motion

Shadow felt a small crack in his heart seeing you like this,as it reminded him so much of his sweet maria.he said something gaining no response and thought maybe u wanted to be left alone as he was about to go back to his bed you held onto his hand patting the side next to you signalling him to sit next to you

You quickly grabbed a notepad u had in you bag and wrote

I'm sorry if u said anything but I can't hear you

“It's okay, do you wanna write about why ur crying?” he wrote back

Not right now can you just stay with me for a bit?

You wrote back waiting for a reply

Shadow slowly nodded, feeling a small wave of happiness in his heart being able to be wanted was not new but it was a feeling he's almost forgotten about since the last time he felt it was with her..

as he say back next to you layer down motioning him to do the same

As you both layer in your bed in comfortable silence he noticed you seemed less tense as you did when u got here.after a while he poked his head up to she if you doing okay only to see you in deep sleep. Feeling like his job was done he thought he should head back to his bed but he felt like his heart was telling him to stay feeling as if he left you would disappear.

Around 20 minutes after shadow Slowly felt his eyes starting to feel heavy he wanted falling asleep next to you but before anything happened he snapped back as he heard someone approaching quickly teleporting back into his bed

As the door opened he looked up from the open book seeing tails and knuckles acting nonchalant he looked at them with a speak or get out face

Seeing that tails spoke up

“Maddie wanted us to let you and y/n know that the pizza is almost here and to come to the table” he said sheepishly

“Well be there in a bit”he said as tails and knuckles left the room

Shadow walked over to your bed and slowly shook you awake

He quickly wrote on the notepad “pizza I here let's go eat” as you woke up.

You quickly nodded as you were hungry quickly, getting up and following him to the kitchen

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Finished!

Thanks for reading!

I lwk LOVE how this turned out hope you guys like it too<3

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the-s1lly-corner · 16 days ago

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Part of their Family (Slender Mansion x Reader Chapter 2)

the poll for chapter 1 has been completed, and thus your first choice has been made! I think what I'll do going forward is put a poll at the end for chapters that call for a choice to be made... speaking of... youre going to have a VERY important choice to make at the end of this.. it appears you got too comfortable in the murder mansion notes: gn human reader, headcanon heavy, ben is not a physical entity most of the time, bro got sent to the flip phone, congrats youve decided to go play games with jeff ben and toby! nina eventually joins in with snacks! what can go wrong!... hopefully no one gets bored...!, there is indeed a choice to be made at the end of this chapter, also if anyone has any tips on how to write tobys dialogue and tics id love some pointers- i personally hc him with a stutter (caused for several reasons + we self projecting) and im mostly basing the stutter off of my own but like. yk??, not beta read we die like men word count: 7.5k cws: canon typical violence and murder, on screen violence

You come to a decision as you shut off the water of the shower. The air smelled vaguely of dampness and soap. The bottles weren’t scented, at least not with anything strong that you could really pinpoint. A shiver is bitten back in the moment between stepping out of the shower’s lingering warmth and wrapping yourself in one of the soft towels folded neatly within a small cabinet. For a brief moment the thought of where to put your dirtied laundry crossed your mind. Perhaps you could ask Splendor when you were able to catch him. He could still be playing with Sally… but popping your head in to ask now felt risky. You weren’t sure if the little girl would let you go easily. You had promised her with little intent of actually keeping it… and the knowledge was starting to fully sink in as you dried yourself off.

A faint billow of steam pushed out into the room as you opened the bathroom door. The sound of life outside became simple common noise as you closed the distance to the door- the moist sound of your bare feet lightly sticking to the wooden floor below far more noticeable to you in the moment. There was nothing more that you wanted now than to be fully dry… but a towel could only do so much.

After a moment’s hesitation you sit on the edge of the bed you’ve been lended- towel still wrapped firmly around your middle to keep from soaking the sheets under you. Making your bed didn’t even occur to you this morning… doing it now seemed pointless. Maybe one day if you decide to linger here in this place for a little longer. The palms of your hands find themselves to your covered thighs and run along the fuzz of the towel. Soft and fresh- washed somewhat recently. It didn’t smell off- like how cloth sometimes got when left hanging in a closet for months untouched. In fact you don’t recall seeing any dust in the room when you first entered it… not that you were actively taking everything in at the moment.

In fact, upon a more steady mind you found that the room was actually a lot nicer than you had thought. The walls were clean and unmarked outside of the tiny holes you’ve noticed. For a fleeting moment you wondered if you’d be allowed to stick your own posters and decor up. The idea was shaken for the time being. The wallpaper was still intact. The creaks of the mansion settling and the general style of how it was built told you it was up there in age- but everything inside nearly looked brand new. The desk pushed against the wall nearby was nearly completely bare save for some faint scrapes and marks along the legs. Even with a fresh coat of paint the indents were obvious.

Someone had lived here before you, and they left their mark.

You shimmy around on the mattress- sinking slightly into its dip. Broken into from its previous owner. You wondered if they’d ever come back- and what that would mean for you if you were still hanging around.

The way you had to fight with the covers of the bed to tear them away enough to crawl under them reminded you heavily of how beds were made in hotel rooms.

A faint sigh slips through your lips, and for the first time since your life fell apart you took a deep breath. Ribs popped and cracked slightly under the shift of your lungs and muscles before falling into something more comfortable- the tension slipping itself along your spine. Another breath, another crack muffled under the veil of flesh.

It didn’t look so bad with the morning light casting itself across the room through the tiny gap of the window’s curtains… and without giving it much thought you rise back to your feet to the window and curl your fingers around the edges of the fabric. Soft but enough weight to keep the covers in place against any drafts that managed to slip through any cracks of the mansion's walls. Black seemed to be a default here.

Being on the second floor you weren’t all too concerned with anyone outside seeing you- nevermind the fact that you were greeted with thick forest right outside. The woods didn’t look so scary and disorienting in the daylight. It had felt like it would consume you before, but now…

The branches swayed gently against the wind- glistening slightly. It must have rained earlier. A hand pulls itself away from the curtain and keeps the towel clinging to your body steady as you allow your eyes to scan around the immediate area. No matter what you were going to do, you needed to at least figure out what was around you.

You hadn’t even memorized the layout of the mansion… much less been shown around properly.

Sudden movement caught your eye as a thin figure emerged from the trees. Hatchet in hand, Toby shuffled across the grass into the clearing surrounding the building. Muddied streaks now decorated his jeans- alongside grass stains and loose leaves. The other two masked men that he left with soon followed- both still in the same state as when they left.

“Not a single drop of blood,” You thought.

You’d… have to ask someone what their names were. Surely you’d be forgiven for not instantly remembering everyone.

Jeff must have been an exception… maybe…

The towel is gripped tighter in your fingers- and nearly tightened harder when Toby suddenly lifted his face and looked directly at your window. Important parts hidden or not a mortifying wave of heat rolled over the back of your neck and shoulders- infecting it with an almost tingling feel as you scrambled to shut the curtains. You managed to rip them shut, but not before you caught Toby raising his hand to wave up at you.

You hiss softly as you release your grip and back away from the window. One could only hope that he wouldn’t bring it up later- even worse if he had decided to prod about it during your hangout with him and Jeff… if they would still have you.

Making a break for it now was probably the worst idea- Toby’s comments during breakfast rang slightly in your mind. There were people looking for you. Not just the police… and they were comfortable enough to wander in the woods… and staying inside would probably draw someone’s attention- especially now that you had properly made your presence known and part of the mansion during breakfast.

…Maybe… by the sounds of it the mansion had its own recluses hidden in its walls somewhere.

And playing with Sally now felt… a little overwhelming. Though you were sure spending your time with four people at once was going to be just as if not more overwhelming.

Standing here rethinking your choices wasn’t going to do anything other than give you a headache… and you were beginning to grow cold.

With that you push the towel to the side and make a grab for your clothes.

They were nothing special. Jeans, a t-shirt, and a coat. Save for the stretching around the collar of your top and other mess ups that Splendor couldn’t mend… he had cleaned and patched it up well. You’d have to thank him later the next time you see him… you weren’t sure if you’d be able to handle wearing someone else’s clothes that didn’t quite feel right against your body for much longer.

The top is tugged up to rest slightly bunched at your waist and the coat left bunched up on the bed. You could hang it back up or just keep it on hand, or maybe-

Someone knocks on your door for the second time today and your attention is snapped back to the moment. You weren’t back home no matter how being back in your own possessions made you feel. Your hands give one last shift against the fabric before you turn back to the door and answer- maybe a little too quickly because even Toby looked surprised.

“Oh good you’re not still n-naked,” He let his bare hand fall to his side- he had taken off his gloves to reveal pale fingers, bits of irritated skin from who knows what… the tips were stained a faint pink- actually. He seemed a little flushed all over… his now damp hair was enough to fill in the answer. His goggles were nowhere in sight. His dull brown eyes relaxed.

You force your mouth to remain neutral as you shift between your feet.

“You weren’t meant to see that-”

He instantly shrugged. “Not like I saw anything- no big deal. If it would make you feel better I could do the same. Make it even and shit-” His lips tugged into a grin. The hole in his cheek allowed for clicking of his teeth and shifting of his tongue to sound clearer. You weren’t sure if the clicking noise was satisfying enough to drown out the squish of spit in his mouth.

You must have made a face because suddenly he snorted. “Kidding k-kidding-! I’m not a…” He trailed off and side eyed you as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

“Didn’t take you for the type to stand butt naked in front of a window.”

“I wasn’t.” Your jaws clacked together. You decided to just let it go- Toby already looked satisfied with his own conclusion and you weren’t much in the mood to argue to change his mind. He didn’t see anything, anyway, not that there was anything to put on display. You made a note to yourself to not do that again- second floor or not you could still be seen apparently. Even if it was still early in the day. The sun had already climbed its way up the horizon but the life inside the mansion was hardly buzzing.

“Whatever.” You muttered as you shifted in the doorway. A stretch of silence passes between the two of you… and you can see Toby fidgeting his hands in his pockets.

“Anyway-” Toby finally broke the silence. “I was gonna ask if y-you wanted to come play? It’s just going to be me… Jeff and Ben- well.” He paused. “I guess you already know. You actually c-came to breakfast this morning-” one of his hands freed itself from its pocket and ran itself through his flattened hair- then waved dismissively in the air. “Whatever- you get it-”

His hand suddenly froze in the air before tensing- “Actually. Nina’s still here, did you wanna go with her to get some shit?”

His hand lowered back down but not before gesturing to some door near the end of the hall. Your eyes follow- a near eye bleeding pink with stickers of God knows what plastered all over the wood.

So they were allowed to decorate their doors, too.

That would make things easier if you needed someone in specific. Actually… you take the chance to glance over the others. Most were bare like yours. Some decorated. One that caught your eye was a plain door… painted the same way as most of the other doors but deep claw marks ran across the wood. The knob looked loose.

Toby followed your gaze.

“That’s Jack’s-” He shimmied his body at an angle to give you a clearer view. Across the hall from your room to the right. “Eyeless Jacks-” He specified after a second. “Hates being called that- don’t tell him we still call him EJ behind his back-” He snickered. You didn’t return his humor. This must have been the Jack that was mentioned this morning- the one who didn’t come down.

Toby’s eyes darted to your face.

“If you’re thinking of introducing yourself- don’t. He doesn’t like people- hermit,” He spoke quickly and dismissively. “Kind of an asshole, too- buzzkill, moody, jerky-”

You got the sense Toby didn’t much care for him.

“Might take-a chunk outtaya,”

You only hum in response as Toby brings himself back to his original topic. “Anyway- Nina-”

“I don’t feel like going out today- I mean… seems kind of dumb to go out when you’re… you know…” You trail off. You felt dumb for even verbalizing the obvious out but Toby didn’t seem all that bothered by it.

“I mean maybe for you- for the time being at least. Most of us aren’t really from around here and make sure not to get spotted toooooo badly, but,” Another shrug from him. “Don’t really blame you for staying inside. It's cold as hell out anyway.” Toby’s feet shift against the wooden floor.

“What games do you guys have, anyway?”

Toby’s mouth kind of sucked in on itself. “Well we did have more of a… selection but Ben…” his mouth then stretched thin. “Has a tendency to mess things up- We do have a copy of minecraft… Jeff’s been meaning to go snag some replacements but you know,”

You didn’t know.

Your face scrunched up.

“Jeff said he beat Ben at something-”

“They sometimes do some PVP in game. Between you and me it's annoying as all hell. We’ve nearly lost so many worlds over Ben throwing a fit or everything just getting destroyed.”

You were sure there was more to it but from how Toby spoke it sounded like normal antics.

“If you’re more interested in the building side of things you should probably get as far as possible-” Toby trailed off as a door a few rooms down to your left creaked open. Similar to Jack’s door there were gashes in the wood- resembling cuts from a blade rather than claw marks. A familiar pale face poked itself out from the dark room.

“You really need to work on your volume dude.” Jeff attempted to narrow his wide eyes at Toby. All that he accomplished was a vague scrunch across his brow that only made him look angry. Jeff’s light blue eyes flicked between the two of you as Toby made a sort of sputtering sound.

“I’m not that loud- I’m still working on it.” Toby muttered as he put his hands back into his pockets- thumbs sticking out and running against the denim. A loose sigh blew out of the slits in Jeff’s cheeks. “Uuh-huh yeah.”

Toby’s nose scrunched.

“You going with Nina or-” Jeff started but Toby quickly cut him off. “I already asked them, they’re not.”

You chewed on the inside of your cheek as the tension flared for a second. “Well, did you ask if they’re going to play? I need to know so I can get shit set up for them.” Jeff’s teeth clicked together sharply as his gaze hardened on the other man. A half eaten breakfast could only pacify him for so long it seemed. You find yourself nearly squirming against the thicker air.

“I mean, if you guys have the space for it. I don’t mind just watching- or not if you-”

Jeff waves you off, and pushes the door to his apparent bedroom open. It’s dark inside save for the glow of a tv somewhere inside. For a brief moment you wondered if the mansion somehow still had a connection to the internet if it had electricity.

Power and water.

No way in hell they were paying bills. If they had any.

“I already let slip to Ben that you might join us and he’s been nonstop yapping about how hes going to kick your ass- honestly I was this-” Jeff slipped out the hand that wasn’t gripping the doorknob to nearly press his finger and thumb together. “-this close to unplugging him.”

“Surprised you haven’t.” Toby snorted. The air seemed to lighten up at least.

“I heard that!” another voice suddenly cut through the air in a crackle- somewhere behind Jeff and out of sight. The burned man threw his head over his shoulder. “Good!” He snapped back before snickering under his breath. Jeff shifted to open the door all the way- and stepped to the side.

“Let’s get you set up then,” Jeff’s eyes fixed on you for a few seconds before settling on Toby. “Go tell Nina she can get a move on now-”

Toby nodded, but didn’t budge. “You want your usual?”

Jeff’s reddened lips twisted and pressed against each other in thought. “Tell her to throw in some peach rings too.”

“Gross.” Toby stuck his tongue out.

“Oh fuck off.” Jeff rolled his eyes. The door is pulled in a little wider. “I’m not gonna bite you like-”

“I already told them about EJ,” Toby cut Jeff off again. If Jeff didn’t look so annoyed that his joke was stolen the way his eyes slowly slid to Toby would have almost been funny. The stare didn’t faze Toby who simply asked you what snacks you wanted.

“Uhm…”

Jeff’s fingers drummed lightly against the doorway as you suddenly blanked out on what snacks were.

“Plain chips and a coke are fine? I mean I’m not… really hungry right now..?” You finally get the words out. A non offensive choice, as if there was a reason to be scared of spilling your preferences in front of these people. You couldn’t go wrong with plain chips anyway.

“Basic bitch answer.” Jeff scoffed- but there was some playfulness in his tone as he rolled his eyes. Toby muttered an acknowledgement before finally walking back down the hall to Nina’s door. You weren’t given the chance to watch the interaction unfold as Jeff cleared his throat. An apology squeaks through your mouth as you unroot your feet from the floor and step into his bedroom.

Jeff’s room was dark- the lights were off except for the glow of the tv, moved onto the floor to allow everyone to sprawl around across the floor. He had a rug, you noted. Various items and clothing laid tossed about the room- sloppily shoved into corners and along the edges of the walls. Posters of bands plastered the walls- slipknot, my chemical romance… and a poster for some animated metal band you’ve only caught glimpses of at three in the morning during all nighters. You must have stared for too long trying to read the band’s name because Jeff mistook you for a fan.

“Who’s your favorite?” His eyes zeroed in on the poster. You sort of awkwardly fumble with your hands for a second. The words stumble out clunkily. “Oh- no- no I’m not… I don’t.. Listen- never watched the show-”

A pause.

Jeff smacks his lips together. “You should give it a try, you could borrow my set… maybe we can watch it together, I’ve been meaning to bust it out anyway.” He looks at you for a long time.

“You seem like the type to rock with Pickles,” He finally turned away from the poster and settled himself on the floor- picking up one of the gaming controllers in his hands. You nodded along as if you had any clue of what the fuck he was talking about.

“Who’s your favorite?” You subconsciously ask as you join him on the floor- about two feet away from him. You take one last look around the room… and notice it was just the two of you. The owner of the voice that chimed in earlier was nowhere to be seen. You jump slightly as the controller is pressed against your upper arm.

“Here. We’re making you your own account so you don’t have to leech off of someone else.” Jeff shifted his legs to make himself more comfortable. It was only then that you realized just how long they were- he was a lot taller than you first thought. Hunching over must have hidden most of it. “Nathan’s my favorite, by the way,”

You hum in response… if you ever did watch the show you’d keep an eye out for… whoever those two characters were.

You punch in a half thought of username and choose an icon.

“Loser.”

A voice suddenly crackled through the speaker of the tv- the noise making you nearly jump out of your screen. “You’re almost as bad as Jeff.” It continued. It was a boy’s voice- young… you couldn’t tell if the crack was from the voice itself or from the static as it snickered.

“Xx_killer.blades_xX-”

“ITS BETTER THAN NINTENDOKID97” Jeff suddenly barked loudly over whoever the other person was.

“I WILL CUT YOU.” It snapped back.

“AND I’LL UNPLUG YOU.” Jeff snarled. You kind of just sat there awkwardly as the two bickered back and forth. You take it upon yourself to browse through the other accounts signed into the console as Jeff argues with the tv.

“Who the hell is sugar.daddy.fourtyseven.” Your face scrunched up- almost disgusted as you looked at the default icon. The two fall silent. Jeff’s mouth stretches into a thin quivering line. The speakers crackle with a stream of wheezing.

“We told LJ it meant someone who gives out candy-” Jeff said through clenched teeth. He didn’t know if he still wanted to be angry or join in on the other party’s amusement.

The TV crackled again. “I still can’t believe he actually fell for it-”

Jeff shook his head and ran a hand over his face. “Fucking… idiot…”

His head suddenly whipped back to force the hair out of his face. A slight roll of his neck offered a string of cracks and pops. “That’s Ben, by the way,” Jeff jerked his head to the… tv…

“Is this like… voice chat- or-”

“God I wish-” Jeff scoffed. “He’s like. In the console.” He picked up his own controller- but not without looking at the bedroom door. “Toby must’ve went with Nina or some shit.”

You didn’t really care where either of them were right now. You were personally stuck on the console comment.

“What do you mean he’s in the console?” Your eyes flicked between Jeff and the console in front of you. It buzzed oddly- the noise faint. It could’ve easily been chalked up to age.

“Easier to just.” Ben was the one to answer you as Jeff busied himself with launching minecraft and sifting through an enormous list of worlds. Most named with a random string of words, and others with a glitching pattern. “Physically get in, than to physically get out,”

The screen blips for a second- earning a hiss from Jeff.

“He’s a ghost.” He said shortly as he found a world that caught his interest. “And he’s good at the whole haunting thing- fucking brat.”

“I can fry the console right now if I wanted to,” Ben shot back.

“You wouldn’t. You’re the one who whined I go steal one.”

Again you sit there awkwardly as the pair have a small squabble. Your hands find themselves to your knees and gently pat the caps before falling still as they both calmed down. “Just. Play nice- don’t be a dick it’s their first time.” He huffed.

The words sounded clumsy as they fell from Jeff’s jaws… being mindful of others didn’t seem to come easy for him. Ben only gave a groan in response and whined about him being no fun- but the glitches and blips shooting across the screen calmed themselves a little as the world finished loading in. You join a second later in the middle of the world’s chaotic spawn.

It looked… decimated.

Craters were littered everywhere and any nearby structures were totally destroyed. There was a stack of blocks nearby that roughly resembled something phallic.

You waste little time in putting space between you and spawn.

“I’ve got some food for you if you want any-” you steal a glance to Jeff’s half of the screen as he- at least you assumed he was- rushed back to his base.

…

Only for him to swear loudly at the sight of it completely blown up.

Another bickering match between the two ensues. They… argued a lot. Something about a wolf caused this from what you could gather as you kept putting distance between the main area.

That’s how it was for the next hour or so- although it did ease up as Jeff calmed down. Ben had even been nice enough to drop some supplies for you… how he had found you so easily, and so quickly…

You weren’t even sure if the ores he gave you were legitimate but he was insistent you took them.

As the hour crawled by you shifted your legs to fight back against the cramp settling in your joints. You were going to hate standing up when it was time… the stumble and limp already passed through your mind… but it was something to worry about when it happened.

“Really gotta invest in some bean bag chairs… been meaning to get some buuut,” Jeff clicked his teeth and shrugged. “They’re a bitch to try to steal, they’re not exactly discreet.”

You only hummed… before…

“Do you guys just… steal everything? Like food and stuff?” You pull your eyes from the screen to glance at him- but only for a moment as the hissing of a creeper stole your attention back to the game. A sort of hum comes from Jeff.

“Not everything- I mean a lot of stuff is definitely stolen but like,” He put the controller down and motioned around in the air. Neither of you seemed to know what he was trying to do there. “It’s like… most of it just kind of-” He makes a popping sound with his lips. It didn’t come out right thanks to his cuts.

“-Appears. At least the raw stuff. Nina’s mostly the one stealing the… non-raw stuff. Cereal, syrups. If we’re just going off of necessities,” And he shrugged again. “No clue how it works but you get used to it. Mansion’s weird as hell but it’s not the weirdest thing out here.”

“Because fruity pebbles are a necessity,” Ben snickered. Save for some trash talk and jabs he had mostly fallen into peaceful silence as he focused on the game.

“I’m more of a frosted flakes guy personally… gotta get Nina to snag some next time she goes out on a restock run,” Jeff picked his controller back up and returned to finish rebuilding his base. Though… by the way he did it half assed you had the feeling he was going to relocate soon.

“Basic bitch,” Ben snickered.

“You look like you used to bring baggies of lucky charm marshmallows to school.” Jeff shot right back, and after a pause. “And had them stolen,”

A long pause.

“Now that was uncalled for…”

Whether he was leaning into the joke or actually hurt was hard to actually tell. If it was for the bit, Ben was good at sounding like a kicked puppy without needing to show his face.

Then it fell back into a somewhat comfortable silence. Joysticks clicking softly as they’re used, and buttons pressed filled the quiet.

Time seemed to roll right on by, one hour became two… the door to Jeff’s bedroom finally opened to let in a sliver of light.

“Think f-fast chucklenuts-”

Followed by a bag of peach rings hitting Jeff in the back between his shoulders, and falling to the ground with a plasticy thud. Nina snorted over Toby’s shoulder, her own arms full of various bags and drinks. “Sorry it took so long- Toby didn’t know what he wanted-” She squeezed in by the man. “Here,” She shimmied her arms around awkwardly- some items falling clumsily to the floor but she did eventually manage to get you your chips and coke. Behind her Toby started accusing her of being the one that was indecisive but she didn’t really give him a real response.

“Got these for Ben for when he feels up to coming out,” Nina shoved her hands into her pockets and out dumped a bunch of sour warhead bags. The static crackled from the tv.

“No way you actually got them-” Ben finally broke his concentration from the game. The screen warped slightly before calming.

Nina snorted. “Told you I would. Just needed to find a place that actually carried them,” Nina set the rest of the snacks on Jeff’s desk… he had one too, but it was… so much more cluttered and messier than yours. It was in dire need of a repainting. “I’ll be right back Imma go grab my laptop,” Nina suddenly spun on her heel.

“You’re not gonna play?” Jeff called over his shoulder. Nina shouted back about wanting to write as her footsteps rapidly got further away. Jeff snatched them from Toby- sprite and hot fries, alongside the peach rings that slid down his back. Toby settled himself somewhere behind you, between you and Jeff, as the burned man slid him a third controller. Toby himself had gotten a dr pepper and pringles. Sour cream and onion. As well as all sorts of candy and… dr pepper cotton candy. You didn’t even know that was a thing.

Good for him, you guess.

A minute later Nina came back clutching a rather old looking laptop covered with stickers. Most faded or scratched, some brand new. You swear you heard it crackle when she pulled it open and made herself comfortable in a corner of the room.

And it remained like this for a few more hours before Toby broke the silence.

“You sure you’re not gonna p-play?” Toby leaned back to stare at Nina. She only waved him off. “Nah… gotta write, I’m already behind.”

“Nina… you kill people I don’t think people are going to be worried if you take a few extra days to update your little fic-”

“It’s not a little fic-” She snapped over Toby before calming down. “I just think it’s fun okay?”

Nina cracked each of her knuckles and got to typing for a few seconds before stopping… and her eye landed on you. She had caught your stare. “Don’t look so interested, I’ve already got a beta reader-”

“Yeah and it’s Splendor. He literally says everything you put in front of him is good. Not really critical of him-” Jeff stuck his tongue out as he gathered his in game belongings and began to leave the biome he was in.

“He’s just a fan,” Nina huffed as she returned to writing. “Speaking of Splendor,” She said as she wrote. “If you need anything in particular you should probably go to him- or Slender… Splendor’s better though since he’s more… present…”

Toby nodded. “Slender’s usually in his office or somewhere in the woods most of the time… Splendor’s like-”

“A babysitter.” Ben whined.

“You. Don’t need much babysitting- there isn’t really much to sit-” Nina grinned. That only made Ben whine a little more. “He made me sit and play with Sally a week-”

“On the flip phone?” Jeff snorted.

“Yes on the fucking flip phone!”

“I’ll… keep that in mind- I still need to thank him for cleaning my clothes up-” You tugged on your stretched collar for emphasis.

“Oh! Ohoh!” Nina suddenly leaned forward and set her laptop to the side… you caught a glimpse at the tab currently open… you pretended you didn’t recognize the website. You weren’t sure you’d hear the end of it from anyone in the room if you showed any signs of being familiar with it.

“You should ask him if he can show you around the mansion too- I mean you could totally ask us but like… Splendor’s like- a lot more thorough than the rest of us!” Nina scooted a little closer with a smile. “I mean- not tonight-”

“-it’s already that late?” Toby craned his neck to look at the window in Jeff’s room. The curtains needed changing… torn. Or maybe he made them look like that on purpose?

Warm orange light was already seeping through the holes. “Damn…” Jeff huffed. Then he suddenly slapped his knees on his thighs and rose to his feet.

“Well I think I’m just about done with playing- I think I’m gonna go outside for a bit-”

“Think I’ll come w-with. Your room smells rank-” Toby did not give any reaction as Jeff swatted his shoulder. Nina’s laptop crackled slightly as she folded it shut- “Well if you two are going I’ll tag along- need to charge my laptop anyway… forgot to plug it in last night..” She grumbled as she dipped out the room.

You shifted around on the floor slightly.

“Why don’t you come with us? You look like you need to actually get some fresh air… or whatever..” Jeff stared down at the back of your head. You could feel him shifting around behind you.

“Smooth.” Toby muttered under his breath. A soft thud that earned no reaction. You shift your jaws around before putting the controller down. “Yeah- yeah sure… I guess I haven’t actually been outside yet, huh?”

The joints of your legs sharply ached for a few seconds and threatened to throw you back onto the ground as soon as you tried to stand back up…

The TV crackles.

“Can I come with..?” The screen flashed as the game saved and closed. Nearly all of the confidence that Ben had carried all day had been put out just like that… and it wasn’t really until now that you realized just how young he sounded.

For a moment he reminded you of your own younger brother who would shyly ask if he could come hang out with you and your friends. In that moment you wanted nothing more than to at least try to sneak home to make sure he was okay.

Jeff made an odd noise in the back of his throat… and after a brief moment of hesitation…

“Yeah yeah sure- just-”

The console suddenly shut off- and a second later the outlet it had been plugged into, alongside a charging phone- sparked. “You’re going to knock out the power if you keep rushing around like that…” Jeff muttered under his breath as he shuffled to the phone and unplugged it.

Your face scrunched.

“Ben can’t like. Walk around on his own most of the time-” Toby whispered in your ear as Jeff checked through the phone. A dry “ah” is all you give him in response.

Nina rejoined the four of you in the doorway.

“Come on- if we’re lucky we can come back before Splendor’s done cooking dinner-” She grinned as she stepped aside to let everyone out. You’re the last to leave the room, and you hang towards the back of the group as everyone makes their way downstairs. Sounds of the kitchen were the only other signs of life- Splendor cooking you had to assume.

“Come on-” Jeff waited outside the front door. You pull your eyes away from the entrance of the kitchen and follow him outside. His hand held the phone out- like he was taking a call on speaker. Ben had said something you couldn’t catch over the breeze. You should have grabbed your coat. It was too late for that now as everyone stepped forwards to the treeline.

The setting sun painted everything in a range of orange and red. Focused rays cut through the gaps between the trees and burned your eyes. The mansion almost looked colorful in the light.

And it was massive. Once more the fact it hadn’t been found yet thanks to its sheer size puzzled you.

You speed up your pace to keep up with everyone else as you all push through the bushes.

“Did you find any stragglers this morning or are they finally starting to calm down?” Jeff shoved his free hand into his pocket. Toby only offered him a shrug.

“We found tents but we didn’t actually f-find anyone. T-tore down everything to send the message.” Toby rolled his head around to pop away any stiffness in his neck. “They’re… not really thinning down. More like moving around. They really want to find you, man,” he threw you a glance over his shoulder before he turned back… before he spun around on his heel to walk backwards.

“You’re gonna break something like that-” Nina frowned.

“I hope the bone pops out-” Ben suddenly piped up. No one laughed and he awkwardly complained about no one finding it funny before he went quiet.

“Like I c-care. Just means I won’t have to do anything for a bit-” Toby grinned, though his steps steadied themselves- more calculated. Less careless. “So like,” He finally looked back at you. “There’s like posters everywhere of you all over town- you must’ve really fucked someth-thing up. Heard some douche mention something about expecting a cash reward-”

“There isn’t actually a reward, they just think there should be one-” Nina corrected.

“At least not that I could tell,” She added under her breath.

Your insides twisted somewhere at the pit of your stomach. Against everything you kept your face neutral. “Oh, really?” You managed to not croak out as your throat tightened.

You need to get used to this. This was how things were going to be from now on.

“You still gotta tell us what happened-” Jeff snickered.

“Cut them some slack they just got here-” Toby bickered back.

“It’s probably something lame like pushing someone off of a roof or something. Or maybe just manslaughter. Weak shit.” Ben added. Toby waved the unseen boy off.

“Don’t mind them they’re f-fuhcking nosey,” He grunted.

“Which reminds me, I should lock up my laptop.” Nina giggled. “I can’t lie I was tempted to search your name up buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut-” She flipped her hair to the side as it slipped over her eye. “You’re right here and it’d feel weird,”

You all walk deeper into the woods. The ambience of rustling leaves and critters scurrying around swallowed everything up. The mansion was long out of sight now.

Even surrounded by others who you didn’t quite call friends and within some light, you still felt like the threes were going to swallow you alive right there on the spot.

“I mean you don’t gotta spill the beans yet- if anything waiting adds to the drama of it-” Nina waved herself off as she darted a few meters ahead. She ducked down and looked through the grass… and pulled a bracelet out of the dirt with a coo.

“Oh I can definitely make something with this,” was all you heard as she stuffed it into her pocket.

You only hoped that the owner was still alive somewhere to miss the lost item.

“I think I’mma go sweep through to see if I can find any goodies before it gets too dark- you’ve been slacking on your promise Toby-” She pouted as she scanned the immediate area for anything shiny stuck in the grass.

“...Sorry for not stopping midchase to make sure someone didn’t stop something?”

Nina playfully scoffed but said nothing more as she darted to the right- her steps fading away rapidly as she made her exit.

“She looked like she wanted to scurry away the second we got out… kind of surprised she stuck around for so long-” Jeff whistled. On purpose or not, though..

A habit for her, then.

A few more minutes pass in silence as you push deeper into the woods.

“Splendor’s probably-” Toby started before Jeff’s arm suddenly cuts in front of him to keep him from stepping any forward.

“What’s going on-” Ben piped up only for Jeff to shut off the phone and shove it into his back pocket. In an instant it felt like the noise of the forest muted itself. You followed Jeff’s freed hand as he pointed ahead.

Two tents. Some bags strewn about the small clearing.

One man standing with his back to your group, hunched over on the ground fiddling with something. Lighting a fire, maybe.

“We gotta deal with that… too close to the…” Toby trailed off under his breath as he stared hard in the man’s flannel covered back.

“Two tents- probably more than one of them-”

“I’ll check the other tent then- no big deal-” Toby felt around his side before hissing. “I forgot my fucking hatchet-”

“They’ve got an axe over there just use theirs- dumbasses left it out in the open so whatever happens is on them-” Jeff hissed as he tugged into his hoodie pocket and tugged a small pocket knife into view.

The glint of golden sunlight on it only made you feel sick.

“I’ll rush ‘em-”

“Now wait-” but Toby didn’t have enough time to force Jeff to stay where he was. The burned man already broke ahead and dashed through the bushes separating the clearing from your current position. It all happened so quickly. One moment the man was silently crouched and the next he was screaming and trying to wail on Jeff. The blade plunged somewhere in his front- Jeff’s body was kind enough to obscure the impact from your eyes. You tried to look anywhere but the chaos in front of you.

Toby lightly shoulder checked you as he swore under his breath to make a grab for the nearby axe laid lazily to the ground. Some grass blades were sent flying from the sheer speed Toby had ripped it from the dirt- before he dashed to the nearest tent and knocked it down.

No one was inside, so he made quick work of the second.

It was empty as well- but the owner of it… or perhaps the first tent… made themselves known as they screamed at the scuffle in front of them.

A woman around your age- and now that you looked at the man as he thrashed under Jeff you noticed he looked older.

You force the implications out of your mind as you stand rooted to the spot.

Your sense of sound did return to you in the form of a sharp ringing in your ears as you stood there useless.

What could you even do? You were expected to join in, but there was a large part of you that still screamed to help the pair of campers.

The axe is suddenly thrown- missing the girl by a few inches. She bolted back into the trees- the shouts of the man just barely intelligible enough to you to translate into a plea to run.

“TOBY-” Jeff shouted.

Toby didn’t give him a response as he sprinted to the axe and tore it out of the tree’s bark. A second later he broke into the woods and disappeared from sight.

Jeff continued his struggle with the man- who all things considered was putting up a decent fight. He was larger than Jeff, but the stab wound was already stealing away his strength as Jeff forced him deeper into the ground below.

And with a look that only dripped sadistic amusement Jeff snapped his head over his shoulder to stare at you.

“Comere-” He beckoned you to come closer with the blade- now stained red instead of the sun’s golden light. He hissed as he slammed the man back down under him.

And against everything in your mind screaming at you to stay put you force yourself to take a step forward. The moment you were within reach Jeff pulled himself off the older man- but not without slamming his shoe into his side to keep him in place, knocking the air right out of him.

The knife was pressed into your hands. The handle was uncomfortably warm.

“Figured since you’re new you should finish it,” He snickered as he backed up to give you space. You remain frozen for a few seconds.

“Don’t tell me you’ve got cold feet,”

Jeff sounded harsher… sharp enough to make your knees buckle under your weight as you settle over the man.

He looked old enough to be your father and the pit in your guts grew sicker.

You accidentally make eye contact. Brown eyes filled with terror met your own fear filled gaze. The light warped against them- his eyes were watering. Fear or pain. Both were likely. His throat visibly spasmed under the skin as he tried to gurgle out a plea.

For himself, or for “the girls”. The only two words you managed to pick apart.

Girls. Plural.

The word was enough to make the killer behind you swear. And almost comically Jeff leaned down enough to pat your shoulder and whisper in your ear. “I’ll leave you to finish this- Toby’s not as good at this as me,” Jeff chuckled under his breath. The sound was vile.

And just like that he left you there with the man still writhing and trying to crawl away from you.

Broken pleas and cries slipped in through the sickly thick air as the blade shook in your hand.

You didn’t have to kill him. You could let him go.

But the risk of Jeff coming back to the body was there…

And as you stared down at that terrified face you had to make a choice before the man found his strength again to fight back.

Do you kill him… or do you let him go?

#x reader #canon x reader #canon x you #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagine #crp x reader #crp imagine #ticci toby x reader #jeff the killer x reader #nina the killer x reader

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shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii · 5 months ago

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What if Buddy had a sister?

(I made an AU of if Buddy had a sister imma draw it online later cause they look a bit funky on paper and also so I can draw them with color too! Meet Tiny!)

“Tiny”

Buddy was already in chains. The story is supposed to be finished by now. All Prunella has to do is send him of to jail. All she had to say is “Take him to jail”. Just a few simple words. But nooooo, Buddy and Chase were fighting and Prunella thinks this is entertaining. And you know what they were fighting about? They were bickering over if chips are the same things as crackers or not. How did the small insult Buddy gave off turn into a war of are chips and crackers the same? Deacon was done. Absolutely over it.

“Chase come on wrap it up the guards have been standing there for 10 minutes already and they are starting to look lifeless” Deacon tapped Chase’s on his shoulder

“UGH!! I DONT CARE DORKIN, LOOK BUDDY IS TALKING NONSENSE YOU HEAR ME ACTUAL NONSENSE!!!” Chase said

“NO IM NOT!!! SEARCH IT UP, CHIPS AND CRACKERS ARE THE SAME THING!!! SOME CRACKERS ARE CALLED CHIPS!!! YOUR THE IDIOT HERE!!!” With 2 guards on the sides of him holding Buddy’s arm he still had no fear to speak up to the newly married princesses.(Chase)

“Ugh Deacon it was getting to the good part but you interrupted it” Prunella said rolling her eyes

“Look. Chase. please. let’s just end the book later Prunella will get home later than usual and they will get suspic-“

“Yeah yeah save it dorkin I’m wrapping I’m wrapping!” Then Chase turned over to Buddy, “GO SUCK ON A TAILPIPE!!!”

Chase grabbed on Deacons arm and started to leave

“PERHAPS I WILL-“ Buddy was about to yell back

Suddenly a flash of light appeared.

“Wait Chase, we need Prunella to send off Buddy” Then Deacon looked at the flashing light. “Huh???”

“WOAH CHASE WAIT!!!” Prunella pointed at the light “I-it looks like another person?!”

“Huh” Chase turned around to see a small female figure. She looked about 14-16 years old. She seemed to almost about Chase’s height and looked thin. Her hair was a a deep black with strands or maroon extensions in it and she had the same pale skin as Buddy.

“BROTHER!!!” She yelled and scampered to hug Buddy but he jumped back leaving her to awkwardly hug herself. The guards then grabbed Buddy making him stay in place this time.

“W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE- Uh YOU???!!!” Buddy tried to grab her but the shackles and the guards grabbing his arms prevented him to.

“THATS YOUR SISTER??” Chase exclaimed with both of his hands on his head as he ran back to Buddy.

“Yes I a-“

“NO SHE IS NOT I- I DONT KNOW HER A-AT ALL!!!” Buddy then faced the smaller girl “why are you here?” He whispered in a forceful tone.

“O-oh Ahem,” the girl faced to Chase, “My brother speaks the truth I am not a sibling”

Buddy would smack his face if his hand weren’t in shackles currently.

Then the small figure looked towards Buddy and whispered back “I’m here to help! They lended me a key and said it was ok so-“

“Don’t” Buddy turned away, avoiding her face.

“You look like a tiny version of Buddy” Chase looked at her in admiration while Deacon looked at her shocked.

“Noooo, we don’t need a smaller version of Buddy!”

“Who is this “Buddy” person you’re talking about amongst yourself?” The girl asked

“Oh that’s “not your brother” over there” Prunella pointed at Buddy and you could see the embarrassment in his face. His eyes weren’t as narrow as usual and his face revealed a shade of pink. He couldn’t deny what prunella said though… it was true. THAT STUPID CHASE FOR GIVING HIS SUCH A RIDICULOUS NICKNAME!!!

The girl scoffed, “that can’t be true, brother is cruel and unforgiving, that’s a name you give to a fellow friend”

Buddy sorta tapped her with his elbow, “please, just… stop”

Oh. It was true. That’s the nickname he has been given. Well it just gives something to make fun of him for!

Then the girl looked the trio up and down giving a menacing and judgmental look. I mean teens already look very judgey but she looked like she put extra judgement into that look.

Deacon felt shivers down his spine and Prunella gave a stare at her back. Meanwhile Chase…

“Oh… oh she is adorable” Chase finally got out

“Wait. WHAT?” Chase had said the literal opposite of what Deacon was thinking.

“Oh please, I already know that- are… are you the one with the heroine key?” She responded, “Ah brother talks about you a lot!” She said as she grabbed Chase by his necklace.

Getting a closer look at her, Chase could see that she has wide narrow gray eyes. You could see a hint of blue within the deep gray.

“Buddy talks about me? WHAT DOES HE SAY????”

“NO NO NO PLEASE SHUT UP” Buddy said really fast

“NOOOO DONT LISTEN TO BUDDY JUST TELL ME TINY” Chase grabbed on to the girls shoulders

“Tiny? Well no I can’t anymore” she looked over to Buddy “brother has told me not to” she said with a little smirk on her face, “it’s really really good blackmail~”

“WAIT JUST TELL ME IS IT GOOD STUFF OR BAD?”

The girl ignored Chase and looked over to the others “Who is the one with the helper key?” Then she looked at the keys wrapped around Prunella’s and Deacons neck. “Oh so you’re the helper and you’re the hero!” She looked at Deacon with a smirk on her face “You are perfect for the helper key”

“Wait what does that mean?”

“And you- well aren’t you a little too young to be a hero?”

“Gold coming from you” Buddy scoffed

“Ay watch it Tiny! I’m a survival expert and also I’m 8! I am old!” Prunella tried to argue back

“You know what! Take her away guard and uh- take that person too!” Prunella said

“HEY! I DIDNT DO ANYTHING! THIS DOESNT HAPPEN TO MY ROLE!!”

Buddy gave tiny a small laugh “Get used to it- Tiny~” while adding a a mock in his tone saying “Tiny”

They were finally taken away by the guards and the story can to an end.

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“PRUNELLA!!! I WASNT DONE TALKING TO TINY YET!!” Chase groaned as he flopped to his bed

“Now we gotta deal with more “sassyness” Deacon said

“(Sigh) I guess so…” Prunella replied

“Wait does anyone remember what key she had?”

All three of them stared at each other clueless

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(The stuff Buddy told Tiny about Chase, I feel like they would have gossip sessions time to time lol. So this is before this incident)

“UGH!! I-I HATE THAT GUY SO MUCH!” Buddy scrunched his hair

“Oh shoot your back early- are you talking about the one with the heroine key?�� Tiny questioned. She was trying to find Buddy’s chocolate stash but when she finally did he came back. Luckily he was to busy with his head he didn’t notice her reaching there.

“Well yeah I hate him too but I was talking about the one with the helper key!! Why does he always come with Chase? Even the kid doesn’t go with Chase often!!!”

“They are probably siblings or something” Tiny slowly reached her hand to Buddy’s chocolate stash under his bed.

“No the can’t be sibling-“ Buddy started pacing around the room, “Chase has soft golden rich-blonde hair that looks warm in the storybook sunlight. It seems so honey-like and his eyes are a dark brown but they look milky. The closer you look into it it starts to look like chocolate. Not only that but his eyes compliment his tan smooth skin and-“

“Ok what about the guy with the the helper key?” Tiny saw in the corner of her eye the chocolate bar she finally got a hold of.

“Oh… Deacon…” Buddy said in a very judgmental tone “Well he has freckles all over his face and he doesn’t have a good sense of fashion. Like why would Chase like him?! I’m clearly better and he also has poo poo color hair! I’m sexier and more handsome. IM ALSO-“ Buddy went rambling on how much better he is than Deacon in every way

“Uh huh… uh huh…” Tiny was too focused on her own thing. Ok, now it’s time to slowly unwrap the chocolate bar, Buddy was yapping a lot so it might cover the sound of the crinkle. This was very dangerous and yet Tiny still took the risk.

“Ugh! You know what? Thinking of Chase’s eyes is making me hungry-“ Buddy turned over his chocolate stash “HEY!!!”

“NOOO” Tiny was so close to putting the chocolate to her mouth

Buddy dashed towards her and grabbed the chocolate out of her hand “AND YOU WONDER WHY I DONT TRUST YOU!!”

“AHHH PLEASE JUST ONE BITE”

“NO THESE ARE MINES- and they are from Chase” Buddy mumbled the last half of that sentence

#cinderella boy #cinderella boy webtoon #buddy cinderella boy #chase hollow #cinderella boy chase #i’m not super big in the fandom yet #cinderella boy buddy #art #stargoth #webcomic #deacon cinderella boy #prunella cinderella boy

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ferrstappen · 2 years ago

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the first time we broke up l Lando Norris

a/n: im sad so I wrote something sad? imsorry lol. feedback is always appreciated, and if you like this please let me know bc this is a story I have a pt 2 in mind <3 also, we are soon to reach 1k? on my side blog? OMG <3

pairing: Lando Norris x female reader

warnings: a teeny tiny mention of sex if you squint real hard, swear words.

words: 2.7k

genre: fluff, angst, everything tbh.

summary: it was easy to remember how you and Lando fell in love, but it kept getting harder for you to remember why you love him.

You didn’t fall for Lando Norris right after you saw him for the first time.

He was a bit shy, easily flushed, but the glint in his grey eyes never failed to appear whenever he saw you.

You didn’t meet him with the thousands of people following him, girls trying to get his attention, a garage with his name written in big letters.

No, his racing career was a bit under wraps in your neighborhood. Yes, everyone knew the youngest Norris boy was into racing and had a promising future, but he still was the boy they’d seen grow up, nothing out of the ordinary.

You joined Millfield right after he dropped out to focus on his career, but somehow your circles combined and were eventually introduced to each other just as teenagers.

Lando didn’t exactly chase you, neither did he say anything to you; he was content with the way your gentle eyes met him, eyebrows raised while listening to one of his stories racing. Lando was sure he was sleek, covering his feelings.

Well, it’s not like he exactly knew about feelings. He was a teenager, getting accustomed to the weird twist in his stomach whenever he was told you were coming to a reunion, the inevitable way the corners of his mouth shifted when he noticed you, the glimmer in his eyes when you noticed him.

You were oblivious as well. Maybe the feelings weren’t as clear as those of the curly haired boy with a passion for racing, but he made you happy as a friend. His presence gave you a tranquil sensation, you could listen to his stories, the drama between his mates on racing, the country he visited last week… you never realized when you began needing those stories, those eyes, those curls, to make your day, your week, your month.

You remember vividly when he got to the coffee shop where you always met, this time just the two of you, completely unaware your mutual friends denied your invitations in order for either you or Lando to make the first move.

Only one person in the group bet on Lando, everyone´s money was on you to make the move… if only you recognized the feelings.

There was an unknown pep on his step when he saw you already sitting on the corner booth, and his smile only grew bigger when you told him you’d already ordered for him.

His usual.

You knew what Lando liked. You paid attention to him.

That realization, that you knew him, you observed him enough to know how he liked his tea, how he always ordered a fresh orange juice because he needed something

cold. It stirred something in him, Lando couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something shifted; the twisting was more intense, his heart beating faster, his hands getting clammy, his throat blocked because his brain was ordering to let his feelings out in the open.

But he didn’t do anything until you left the small café, and that’s where you got the answer for his happy and almost childish demeanor.

A black mini, with tinted windows and everything.

He asked if you liked it, coyly resting his body on the passenger door, keys carelessly dangling on his index finger. You laughed, loudly, asking how was he going to drive if he didn’t even know the street signs.

He shrugged you off, reminding you he’s an almost professional racer.

Still, you pretended to be terrified when he switched the ignition and the engine roared, driving you home.

This time, as you watched him drive you through the gloomy English skies, the same twist in the stomach, the closing of your throat, hands itching to touch him.

And you did.

Lando didn’t try to hide his enormous grin when your hand was placed on his knee, then finding a more stable place over his hand on the stick console.

He stopped the car in front of your house, the iron gate half covering the large family home, green filled your surroundings. All these details never left you; the humid window, water droplets running through the iron gate, the grass was greener after the rain last night, his shaky hands running through his curls every five seconds, his eyes finding your own as your name left his lips, even if he didn’t exactly know what to say.

Time stopped when you kissed for the first time.

It was cliché, but it was true.

The first kiss with someone you liked; the start of something new and exciting, the beginning of your first love.

And it continued just like that.

Movie dates, Lando masking his fear when meeting your father when he was just arriving from work, his mum telling you to wait for him upstairs because he was running late.

Falling in love with Lando was easy, too easy maybe. Lando Norris was easy to love, with his boyish grin, the mischievous glint in his eyes when he made you laugh, the tears escaping his beautiful eyes when something was too funny, the way he clutched his stomach because laughing physically hurt him.

He always went all in, never trying to pretend something he wasn’t, never masking his feelings.

Lando shared the same feelings, but maybe he fell in love with you before he was aware of it. Perhaps it happened after you dedicated him a bright smile, the way your facial expressions changed when he told you a story, feeling lucky during a weekend trip to Brighton where you let him be the first one to really love you, to truly be vulnerable with.

Those weekends watching movies and playing Call of Duty, falling asleep with your hand on his hair, waking up every once in a while with your leg over his middle, surprising you on a school day to pick you up on his black mini whenever a race calendar was changed.

Then, he was offered his first seat in Formula One for McLaren.

You jumped into his arms, screaming with joy as his parents joined you in the living room, his tear stained cheeks knowing it was official.

You don’t know how it happened, you’d been together for two years already when he was announced as the new driver, and maybe you were too young and naïve to think the only thing that would change was the distance after he moved near the McLaren headquarters, his calendar messier and tighter.

You didn’t bother him to ask what you should wear to the first appearance on the paddock. Maybe jeans and a blouse would be okay for Friday, a long floral dress on Saturday to match the warm aussie weather, but Sunday…

When you voiced the concerns to your girlfriends they immediately got to work, marking a date on the calendar to go shopping. Your mum did the same, even offering to take you and the girls to London for the weekend. Money wasn’t an issue, you just wanted to look worthy of being there, the girlfriend of a Formula 1 driver.

You stayed up all night studying other girlfriends. You checked Isabel Hernáez who always looked angelical and casual, freely using the merch of her boyfriend’s team. Giada Gianni gave you more inspiration with one colored suits, ankle length dresses, white jeans. Cate mas more into black leather, ripped denim shorts and high heels. Maybe you’d take inspiration from a pregnant Kelly Piquet, with cute dresses with denim jackets and jumpsuits.

Getting to know people on the team was easy, everyone was friendly and took time getting to know your name, shaking hands, introducing you to other members, but you didn’t really see Lando.

Of course you didn’t, he was busy preparing for the race.

But you didn’t see him afterwards; he didn’t look for you after the press point. At least his parents were there as well and they didn’t know about his whereabouts.

He arrived to shared hotel room, throwing his body on the bed. You could see him still trying to process his first weekend on F1, not being on the sidelines but a protagonist, a star.

But you were already wearing your pajamas.

He never saw your outfit.

The season went by and you don’t really know the moment where you sighed after not getting a text, a facetime call, an emoji.

It was blank.

College was kicking your ass, all of your friends were dealing with the same, and you wanted to lean in your boyfriend, to tell him you were tired, stressed and sad because you missed him, but never really got the chance because most of the time it was his assistant who picked up the phone and said she was going to remind Lando to call you.

You weren’t oblivious enough to ignore the lacing pity on the woman’s voice, because she did rely the message every time, but Lando forgot every time.

Or maybe he didn’t care.

The first time it ended, you expected it. It hadn’t been one of those situations where the boy notices his girl is drifting away and by all means necessary tries to win her back or remind her why he was the right guy for her.

He didn’t even notice your absence in the last races of the calendar. Why would he? He didn’t pay attention to you even when you were there cheering for him, so why would you bother to fly across different continents if you’d only see him on a fancy hotel room where he fell asleep and be gone the next morning.

Your friends started looking the relationship with other eyes, mixed feelings, not being able to ignore the mood swings whenever your phone vibrated and it wasn’t him.

They also knew you saw the different fan accounts with his name, posting pictures of different women leaning in his ear and a grin decorating his features.

It was the same grin, the same twinkle. Maybe he was more confident now and didn’t want to settle, because in your eyes, if he stayed with you he was settling for the easy, the known, the familiar. But maybe he could do better than that, perhaps he deserved the new, the exciting, the adventure.

You don’t know when you took the decision, maybe when he called to tell you he was home and to come over to plan the Christmas presents.

And it gave you hope; of course he was going to be overwhelmed during his first season, it was a new life doing what he loved, and people seemed to really like him as well.

He greeted you with a smile and quick peck, lacing his fingers with yours and walking upstairs of his family home. You greeted his family on the way, his younger sister announcing she needed your help with a school project, but Lando told her it was his time with you.

And your smile grew bigger, hand tightening around his.

Nothing prepared you for what was to come, though.

He said it so nonchalantly, like it was nothing, just a small relocation.

Lando kept walking about thisnew apartment McLaren was paying for him; he could even have a yacht almost parked in front of his new apartment.

It was the dream for any twenty-year-old.

But you knew you didn’t have a part in that, because it didn’t take an expert to know how it was going to end.

This wasn’t the case where everything would be fine because both people were just so sure in the relationship, not because they loved each other, but because they trusted and complemented each other.

And that wasn’t the case for you and Lando anymore. So when you told him the words I think we should take some time, he didn’t take it too well.

Lando was blindsided, he felt betrayed and hurt and angry just by the fact you thought of needing some time away from him. He wasn’t aware of everything you’d done to try to fit into his lifestyle; the cameras, luxury, lack of stability.

He didn’t slow his voice or quiet his tone. No. He got up from his spot on the bed and asked how you could do such thing to him, why if he’s been nothing but a loving boyfriend, and he couldn’t believe how selfish you were being, leaving him because things got harder than expected.

It wasn’t easy to smile through the tears flooding your eyes, even if it was a painful smile, but it was liberating to let him know everything you’d done for him; moving, studying in planes and uncomfortable airports, humiliating yourself with his assistant because he simple didn’t care, the sympathetic DMs announcing he was seen with a girl last night, they didn’t do anything but seemed really close. You got one of those messages every other week when you didn’t join him.

He scoffed, tried to ridicule you, trying to express his feelings the best way an immature twenty year old could do.

“I don’t want to take some time, I don’t care about that. If you want to break up then that’s what we do. That way I don’t have to wory about giving explanations of whatever I choose to do,” His eyes didn’t meet yours, but it wasn’t because he was sad or anything, it was because he was angry with the situation, with you, and with him, even if he didn’t realize that part yet. “When did you become so selfish, you couldn’t wait a couple of weeks or even days after I got home? You are aware of that, right? I’m home with my family for the first time in fucking forever, and you decide to break up, fuck you.”

You knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it inside much longer; vision blurry from the tears, lungs trying their best to keep breathing with the thick knot on your throat.

And that’s when you knew it was over, because you didn’t want to fight. You didn’t want to make your point to him, knowing he wouldn’t understand.

That was the first time you and Lando broke up.

#lando norris one shot #lando norris au #lando norris fanfic #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #lando norris angst #lando norris fluff #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris f1 #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 angst #f1 fluff

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inameating · 2 months ago

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part 2 of whether tokyo ghoul characters go to the dentist and/or brush their teeth because its fuunnn 😁also u guys r nice and gave me cool headcanons all of which i agree with tbh. i love you! ok also small trigger warning for mentions of vomit with touka

ive been thinking about this. yomo is one of my favs bcos i feel like he wants to be independent while also being lowkey 40 year old man incompetent like he could probably kill you in a minute but hes also a dummy doodoo and has not much emotional intelligence. that has nothing to do with the dentist but i wanted to include it . 'whats a dentist? whats a dentist' u know like that one xxxtentacion video thats what yomo is like but genuinely and not even joking i think he uses mouthwash once a week and thats all . he probably smells like shit and piss and dead man and thats why people think hes homeless . he probably has holes in his teeth but if ever dragged into a dentist he would insist they dont hurt . i mean this with love i love him probably once tried to floss and accidentally made his tooth bleed (this happened to me im projecting) . probably got an infection and nearly died . can you tell im passionate about this

i think touka would hate the dentist but yoriko once was like 'wait.. do you go to the dentist? i feed you so many sweets girl u need to go' and then if dragged the dentist was like really concerned like. fuck is all this decay how often do you throw up (and thus she never went again) (she probably bit them on accident) touka is probably rlly responsible about brushing her teeth though as id imagine she's googled like 'what happens if u throw up a bunch' and got concerned . i think she tries to brush her teeth after every time she's sick just to make sure and then probably has a breath mint if she cant in :re however i think she'd fall out of the habit a bit without yoriko there to remind her , she isn't sick as often anymore so she kind of just .. forgets but she tries to remember and she does like every other night ish!!

yoriko on the other hand is just normal she brushes her teeth every morning and every evening, flosses and uses mouthwash when she feels the need . shes always trying her own food so she knows she needs to stay clean!! she's been to the same dentist since she was tiny and i reckon she has a gap between her teeth just cus i think thats cute

nishiki stinks like a bitch but he just wears that stereotypical teenage boy cologne and has a breath mint whenever kimi comes over . just saying . i do think hed go to the dentist though but maybe every other year, he'd 'i know i know' his way through the appointment and only brush his teeth regularly for like 4 days before forgetting again . bcos hes gross . kimi just brushes her teeth thrice a day bcos shes not an idiot and she visits her dentist once a year in the autumn time i think . she's actually a smart person in this so i think she would just be normal

i think kaneki would've had ur average teenage boy crookedy teeth at the start of tokyo ghoul, theyd stay the same until :re, but i reckon somehow theyd straighten his teeth before he became haise sasaki, and whiten them too kaneki would probably be jittery abt dental appointments but not like outright scared, he can still go , but it's just kind of uncomfortable he always gets the same advice 'brush more and dont forget to floss' (he then goes on to forget to floss) but he brushes his teeth regularly!! haise probably has one of those timers that u can stick to ur bathroom mirror or tiles or sink or whatever and u flip it over and he brushes for the whole time even when his mouth starts to kind of sting from the mintiness😭 and then he flosses, and does mouthwash, and flosses a little bit more just in case . and then he goes to see the other quinx like 'have u guys brushed ur teeth :D' (no yes yes no)(im sure u can guess who said what lmao) he probably has a dentist somewhat associated with the CCG and he sits there kicking his feet while the dentist prods around in his mouth (thats after the dentist told him to shut up bcos 'ahh ar ah ahh' doesnt rlly make sense, its hard to talk with metal in ur mouth)

itori doesnt have a dentist but i think she probably has a friend who doesnt have a dentist either and they just check eachothers mouths that sounds kind of gay and it probably is a kind of gay experience she brushes her teeth and uses whitening stuff probably . maybe some mouthwash . i think she'd have an electric toothbrush specifically . and then her and her friend gay kiss probably

uta doesnt have a dentist either i think one would be a little startled to be a dentist and have his eyes staring at you the whole time but i say that with love .. i think he once considered shaving his teeth down but then didnt maybe he has veneers. maybe. i dont know. im just some guy he probably only has kiddie toothpaste the ones that say they taste like bubblegum i dont know i can just see uta having that kind of toothpaste. probably doesnt even own a toothbrush just uses his finger 😭😭😭

roma has to brush her teeth and visit the dentist how the hell else would she remain so youthful?? but i do think she has a silver tooth but like its a back tooth so nobody ever sees it unless she like. opens her mouth real wide i think shes super efficient and probably likes to chew 'dentist recommended!!' gum just to be sure

i think hinami has very clean teeth because touka is a hypocrite and takes her to the dentist and then they leave without touka even going inside . i also think ryouko would've scolded hinami a little for going to bed without brushing her teeth lol

thats all i can think of . i love being hyperbolic ,. maybe i will do a part 3 if i think of anything particularly interesting 😆byebye

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parkerdoeswriting · 2 years ago

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I’m in Love With How You Feel

(TASM!Peter x PregTeen!Reader)

category: fluff oneshot

summary: preggo teen!reader and peter discuss baby and living situations

warnings: (teen) pregnancy, reader is written to be afab but is referred in neutral terms

word count: 0.8k

A/N: im lowkey tempted to make this like a just teeny tiny series with two or three more parts so if that’s something at least one person wants to see I will write it

pt 2 to Anyone Else But You, but you don’t gotta read it to understand this

“Hello goober” Peter coos into your bump, pressing small kisses to the surface of it.

“Goober?” you laugh, ruffling his hair.

He smiles dorkishly at you, his hands caressing your bump.

You’ve been pregnant for around 5 months, and ever since then, Peter could not keep his hands off your stomach. He tried not to touch it during school, so as to not drag attention to it, but you were getting to the point where your bump showed against your baggy sweaters.

You managed to somehow inform your parents of the news, and thankfully they didn’t kill you on the spot. They were upset at you and Peter of course, but they noticed how happy you two were and so they supported you both, and were excited to meet their future grandchild.

Then next was May, Aunt May. Peter felt better telling her about the baby then you were telling your parents. You can still see her expression when you both told her of the situation, a mix of shock and pure joy. Her arms wrapping around you both to give you a soul crushing bear hug.

“Are you staying the night?” you ask him, your hands resting on your bump gently.

“Mhm, never gonna leave you” he mumbles against your belly.

You chuckle softly at his words, petting his hair as he practically clings to you.

“You’re gonna have to go home eventually” you remark, making little ponytails in his hair.

“Nope, gonna bring you with me” he smirks cheekily at you, sitting up so he can wrap you up in his arms.

“That reminds me actually, when I do give birth, are you gonna visit a lot?” you ask, rubbing your bump.

“Well.. I was hoping we could live together so I can help at night” he says, pressing small kisses to your cheek.

“Like- get an apartment?!” you tilt your head in confusion.

“Mhm, I’m starting a job soon so I’ll start getting some sort of income” he plays with your hair.

“I don’t know if we can even rent- cause we aren’t eighteen yet..” you sigh, frowning softly.

He sighs as well as he looks up at you, his lower lip jutting out. It’s been hard figuring out what you should both do after the birth of the baby, Peter doesn’t want to leave you to be the carer the majority of the time, and you don’t want him to miss out on his education, which has caused a small strain in your relationship.

“Well, we could either do like a week here and a week at my place, or I could spend all my nights here? I’m sure May would understand” he offers sweetly, reaching for your hand.

“I kinda like the idea of a week there and a week here, we could do that after a couple weeks after this demon is born” You giggle at my joke, putting his hands back on your bump.

As if on cue, the baby kicks against your stomach. Peter’s eyes widen as he looks at you in shock, laughing softly.

“Our little demon” he leans in to kiss you, his thumbs rubbing circles on your bump.

“We still gotta figure out names” you whisper to him, looking down at your bump.

“Stinker if it’s a boy, stinkerette if it’s a girl” he chuckles.

“Stop fooling around” you laugh back, messing his hair up.

“Fine, what do you think we should name ‘em?” he reaches for your hair in return, giving it a quick mess up.

“Dunno, was thinking maybe Juno for a girl?” you giggle mischievously.

“We are not naming our child after that movie” he laughs, planting his face back into your bump.

“Oh come on.. it’s a very beautiful name” you pout.

He shakes his head, his nose brushing against your belly. You scoff playfully at him, shifting your body so you’re lying on your back.

“Noo.. don’t move” he mumbles, trying to hold you in place.

“Just laying down Pete” you stretch out, yawning.

“You sleepy?” his head pops up.

“Always” you chuckle at your little joke.

He moves his face from your bump up to your face as he lays next to you, paying attention to you. He cups your face, his thumb tracing your cheekbone. It was all like some sort of routine of his, he’d spend time making sure the baby felt loved and cared for, and then made sure his baby felt loved and cared for as well.

“Love you” he mumbles assuringly, staring deep into your eyes.

You blush, leaning into his touch, cupping his hands with yours.

“Love you too” you smile, yawning again.

He moves on his side, his body pressing against your sides as he lays his leg over yours, snuggling his head into the crook of your neck. You know he won’t fall asleep until you do, but it doesn’t matter. You slowly feel yourself fade into dreamland, the stress from the pregnancy dripping away with each second you let yourself succumb.

#peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #andrew garfield x reader #tasm!peter fanfiction #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter x reader

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blue-jisungs · 9 months ago

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my dog really digs you (and so do i)

# author's note ... can we take a moment and appreciate the title bc im so proud of it:( also ugh i love gunil sm:((((((((((((((( i might make a pt 2 we'll see

# summary ... during a walk with your dog and your niece, your furry friend cant contain his excitement ... that way you (and him) make a new friend! :D

# word count ... 1609

you took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of flowers and freshly cut grass. the birds were chirping happily and occasionally a buzzing bee flew next to you. jiwon, your niece, was holding your free hand and babbling about flowers. and your dog, winnie, kept wiggling its honey-colored tail.

walks with your dog always were your self-care time. you could relax, take your mind off things. with your golden retriever it was more often than not time and energy consuming but you enjoyed it.

due to winnie’s massive amounts of energy and over friendly character, you sometimes struggled to keep him on leash in one place when there was another dog. because you were feeling a bit tired and sore today, you decided to go to a park that you’ve seen very little dog owners at.

besides, you were with your niece. she was always excited - probably as excited as winnie when he heard the word ‘walk’ - to go out with him. but the combination of two of them always left you drained.

drifting away with your thoughts, you didn’t realize that there was - in fact - some dogs.

winnie’s tail sped up upon seeing a possible friend. and jiwon’s words fell deaf on your ears, zoning out completely.

before you could realize, there was a sudden and strong pull. winnie jolted forwards, pulling you with him. you yelped and tried to stop him upon seeing a poor, small, white dog about to be greeted.

winnie approached the dog, stopping without a warning. the unforeseen stop of movement made you lose your balance and bump into the owner of the tiny dog.

gunil, who had his earphones in, and on top of that on full volume, only felt the impact of a body crushing on his. fortunately, he didn’t fall. he instinctively wrapped his hands around the person and helped them stand on stable ground. then, he quickly took off his earphones.

“godness, are you okay? what happened?” he asked, shocked. only then did he realize the cuteness of the stranger standing in front of him.

“i’m fine but i’m so, so sorry. my dog just gets too excited whenever he sees another dog and… you know, he pulled me” you laughed nervously, tugging the leash.

“it’s okay, don’t worry. are you hurt though?” the guy asked, big brown eyes sparkling with worry.

“no, i’m okay, seriously. are you?” you blinked. the exchange would have probably gone for an eternity if not your niece.

“wah, your dog is so cute!” jiwon whined and kneeled next to the white ball of fur. “can i pet it?”

“of course, pooh doesn’t bite” he smiled widely and watched the girl’s small hand pet his dog softly.

“pooh? its his name?” she asked, kneeling and tilting her head at the dog. the pet did the same. gunil nodded. “ah, auntie, that’s so cute! pooh and winnie!”

the man looked puzzled so you smiled and pointed at your dog, sniffling pooh.

“this troublemaker’s name is winnie” you grinned and saw the stranger’s face morph into shock and excitement.

“no way! what are the chances” he laughed, amused “winnie the pooh… winnie and pooh. now we only need a dog named the”

gunil instantly regretted the joke upon realizing how lame it was. but you snorted loudly, looking away.

“that was so…” you grunted teasingly.

“i know” he snickered, smile growing wider “oh, by the way, what’s your name?”

“i’m jiwon!” jiwon chimed in, giggling when pooh licked her hand. winnie started circling around the two of them, clearly not happy that his new friend was stealing his second favorite human’s attention.

“she’s jiwon” you scoffed softly “i’m y/n”

what a pretty name, he thought.

“nice to meet you guys. i’m gunil” he said. before you could say anything else, jiwon squealed.

“winnie, pooh!”

you looked at your pet and only saw a flash of golden and white in a flurry circling around you. the dogs started chasing each other, causing the leash to tie around your and gunil’s legs. it lead you to bump into gunil again. it was hard to stay in one place, you kept colliding your head with his chest. winnie was swinging his tail joyously and going back and forth, not helping the situation. the leash imprinted on your skin, the material tying you two closer and closer.

finally the both of you lost balance and tripped, gunil softening your fall. you yelped, the leash falling out of your hands.

“i’m so, so sorry! i don’t know what’s gotten into him today! are you okay?” you asked, worried. you were laying atop of him, trying to get off but you only ended up straddling him. gunil’s black glasses almost fell off his nose.

but he was just laughing. the sound of his laughter was quite specific but so infectious you couldn’t help but start laughing as well.

“jiwon, could you… please…” you pointed at the leash, unable to form a coherent sentence. you rested your other hand on his chest, vibrating with him.

your niece slowly and awkwardly helped you out, setting you free from the bonds.

“now i know how they feel” gunil scoffed and you finally moved to the ground, standing up. your butt hurt but you were sure he will have even more injuries. you reached your hand towards him and helped him get up.

his hand was soft and calloused, you felt a couple of band aids on his fingers already.

“sorry about that. i feel so bad, you just kept getting attacked by winnie… and, well, me” you giggled and dusted off his shoulders. his jeans also got dirty but you decided not to go that far.

“it’s like that one 101 dalmatians scene!” jiwon cheered, threatening winnie with her finger “bad winnie, auntie and mr. gunil almost got seriously hurt”

you blushed, realizing the resemblance with the cartoon. gunil just smiled, sending you a look that was hard to decipher. he was cute though, you had to admit.

“you know what? are you free right now?” you blurted out suddenly, feeling the heat run to your cheeks. he nodded, grinning. “then do you want to grab some ice cream with us? i’ll pay, as a you know… apology”

“you don’t have to apologize” he shook his head and you felt a pang in your heart, freezing on spot. is that a no? ugh, that was so embarrassing– “but i’d love to go”

you blinked and it took you a moment to code that he agreed.

“great. great! jiwon, do you want some ice cream?” you asked your niece, who was already skipping in excitement.

“yeah! can we go to out regular spot! i love the blueberry ones! can i have two scoops? please, please, pleaseeeee” she whined, tugging your sleeve. gunil giggled at her cuteness.

“you can, of course! just… let’s keep that a secret from mom, huh?” you teased and ruffled her hair. winnie barked and then you kneeled to ruffle his head too. he licked your face “and you, little devil… what’s up with you today, huh? did you want to impress your new friend?”

gunil smiled and took pooh’s leash, reaching his hand to jiwon.

“do you wanna walk him?” he asked with a soft smile. the girl nodded and grabbed it. you stood up and started walking. gunil was next to you, jiwon and pooh in front leading the way.

“i think winnie liked you. but i hope, um, the fall didn’t make your injuries worse” you pointed at his hands. gunil looked at them and tsked.

“ah, don’t worry about those! i’m used to pain” he laughed “i’m a drummer, hurting my hands isn’t new to me”

“drummer? oh woah, that’s so cool!” you gasped. maybe you were hallucinating, maybe it was the weather but you thought you saw a faint blush creeping on his cheeks. gunil fixed his glasses and shot you a charming smile.

“yeah, me and my friends have a band but it’s just… a hobby” he grinned.

you continued to chat throughout the whole way to the ice cream shop. when you got there, you asked gunil to hold winnie’s leash.

“i’ll have two scops, one blueberry and one…” you stopped, letting jiwon decide. she stood on her tippy toes and peeked at the options.

“i’ll take whatever gunil takes” she mumbled shyly and looked at him. gunil just grinned, realizing she dropped the ‘mr.’.

“hm… maybe strawberry” he said and jiwon nodded.

“okay so one blueberry and strawberry, one strawberry and…?” you looked at gunil.

“one is fine” he smiled and started searching for his wallet to pay.

“okay, and then for me… pistachio” you hummed. the cashier gave you the price and you managed to pay before gunil realized. you turned around and met his shocked face.

“yah, y/n, seriously…” he scoffed, putting his hand over his heart “you just… really hurt my inner gentleman”

“you can pay another time when you two go on a date!” jiwon chirped, playing with pooh.

both your and gunil’s faces matched the shade of strawberry ice cream.

“i guess she’s right though” he smirked. you were too flustered to reply and just sent him a small smile.

one would think you’re already a couple or family of some sorts - two people that can’t tear their eyes off each other, two happy dogs and one cute girl. gunil’s heart melted, really enjoying this cozy setting. he definitely will ask you for your number later… and for sure will buy some snacks for winnie, who brought the opportunity for you two to meet. he really dug that.

masterlist <3

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rowretro · 1 year ago

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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲

A little Sunghoon

Fluff fluff fluff!

Warnings: kissing ig, not proofread, idk if there are any other warnings tbh

✧✭☆✧✭☆✧✭☆✧✭☆✭✧☆✭✧☆✭✧☆✭✧

It was a cold, rainy evening, Y/n and Sunghoon were snuggled up on the couch. Sunghoon had his glasses on, his eyes focused on the book in his hand, his other hand playing with his sick girlfriend's hair as she was dozing off in his embrace.

Y/n felt so comfortable, the faint sounds of the pages turning in the warmly lit room, a snuggly blanket around her body as she snuggled into Sunghoon's chest.

Sunghoon enjoyed the silence. just him and his book, no chaos no noise... "Meow"

Y/n shot up, frowning "Since when did Gauel learn to meow?" she asked as Sunghoon frowned "It's probably some stray cat sweetheart- dogs don't meow... go back to sleep-" Sunghoon assured as y/n frowned.

She made her way to the window and gasped. there in the rain, a tiny little kitten. One kitten, alone at their door step, Of course she wasn't much a cat nor dog person, but she felt her heart ache seeing something so small and vulnerable suffer in the cold.

"Its a lost kitty! Hoon we have to let it stay with us..." Y/n said, as Sunghoon sighed "You don't even like cats- plus I don't want a wet tiny animal soaking up the apartment... also cats and dogs don't get along- and even if you let it in where will it stay?" he explained.

Y/n pulled his book out of his grip as he frowned up at her "Im not asking to keep it, I just want it to stay somewhere warm until we find its owner, and if there's no owner we can give it to the cat lady-" Rowan defended as Sunghoon got up.

"Babe what if it bites you? what if it's actually a zombie? you don't know what you're letting inside our home..." Sunghoon explained as he hugged her, his chin resting on her head, and his voice alluring, as a somewhat attempt to get her to give in.

Y/n pulled away "Sunghoon pleaseeee I have cat carrier that I used to use for my bunny, and there's a smol cage we can use for now, pretty please?" Y/n begged staring up at hi as he sighed.

"Sweet heart no means no ok?" Sunghoon said, softly yet sternly. Not taking his response, She went out in the cold rain and picked up the little kitten, it had a little collar on it, with a name, she picked up the grey kitty as Sunghoon stood in the doorway.

"Gosh babe you're so stubborn... fine have it your way." He said, seemingly mad as he walked back inside.

As Y/n dried off the tiny kitten gently, she went to her room in search of the cat carrier, only to find that it wasn't there, she came back into the room, only to see Sunghoon, putting the dry kitten inside the carrier which had a nice soft blanket at the bottom, leaving the door open.

Sunghoon smiled at the little kitten, playing with it's little paws, still unaware of her presence. The girl back hugged him softly, kissing his cheek.

"I'm only letting the kitty stay because I love you... and maybe it's just a little bit cute-" Sunghoon said, as he turned to you.

"Don't you think I deserve another kiss, on my lips for letting a kitty stay here against my will?" The male asked as Y/n softly pecked his lips.

"You know the kitty also distracted me from my book which I was invested in so-" before he could even finish, you sneezed. How could he forget, you were still sick.

He let the kitten be as he carried you, bridal style, to your bed, snuggling up with you. "Want me to make you honey tea?" Sunghoon asked as You stared up at him "Can I have the squeezy bottle of honey? I like having it straight" Y/n said as Sunghoon smiled, handing her the bottle, and reading his book.

The 2 continued their night snuggled up in Hoon's bed, the Duvet enveloping them in the comfortable bed. Hoon's arm around her waist, as she fell into a deep slumber, his head resting on his chest while he stayed awake, still reading that god awful cheesy romance book.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #engene #enha x reader #enhypen ff #park sunghoon #enhypen sunghoon #sunghoon #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon x reader

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miwsolovely · 1 year ago

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—LOVERBOY

pairing: kyle ‘gaz’ garrick x fem!reader

contains: fluff, hc format, kyle being the best lover ever, implications that you and kyle live together, no mentions of yn, mentions of injuries, brief mentions of an asshole past relationship, kyle treating you the way you deserve and more

summary: kyle learns his girlfriend is a figure skater

wc: 1k

a/n: kyle my beloved

a/n 2: requested <3 | this isn’t as long as i want it to be :((

when you two started dating, he was (and still is!) the purest, more beautiful, gentlemen ever.

im talking opening doors for you, treating you to your favorite things (even if you didn’t ask for them) just to see you smile

“here, got your favorite,” he’d say while behind you, shaking an arm around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder.

a tiny box was placed next to you on the counter where you stood in front of the stove, watching the pasta boil. the box was the type of thing that contained small things like a muffin or a cupcake. it had a small bow at the top as well.

“you didn’t have to get me anything,” you turn your head slightly to the side to see his growing smile, and you can’t help but reciprocate it.

“didn’t have to, i know.” he says while turning you around with his hands on your hips. “wanted to.” he rests his forehead on yours and smiles at seeing your smile. then his lips meet yours.

he was surprised at first, when he asked you about your hobbies, and you said figure skating.

but he was happier than the happiest man alive because his lover was a figure skater.

“i figure skate.” you say, flipping a page of your book. you hear silence for a moment, then hurried footsteps to your place on the couch.

you look up and see kyle in all his glory staring at you with a surprised expression on his face.

“you figure skate?” he asks walking the length of the couch to reach you. When he does, he squats in front of you and places his hands on your thighs. firm.

“i do, yeah,” you say worriedly, slowly closing your book and meeting his eyes. “why? is that—is that bad? i mean—”

“bad?” he looks at you as if you’d just told him the sky was green. “love, that’s amazing, what do you mean bad?”

now you are the one surprised. yes, kyle wasn’t your first lover, but the one before him was nothing like him. he was rude and got mad when you mentioned you figure skate. saying it was extremely expensive and wasn’t willing to keep you afloat with his money after you spent all yours on figure skating fees.

“nothing, i just,” you avert your eyes to your lap and start playing with his fingers on your thighs. “just thought that you would want me to . . .”

“quit?” he finishes for you. he reaches a hand out to your chin and uses it to guide your face to meet his. “darling, figure skating is an art, it’s beautiful. why would i make you quit something you love?”

he’d be your number one (in everything)

would go to each and every one of your practices, competitions, etc.

would video, take pictures, everything.

“wait come back, the lighting is really good here. perfect”

wouldn’t even think to care, if you did or didn’t win gold. if you won gold, you’d get a trip to your favorite restaurant. if you didn’t win gold, a trip to your favorite restaurant.

“my girl won gold,” he says wrapping an arm around your waist and laying his hand on your hip.

“gold? kyle this is bronze…” you say looking up at him with glossy eyes.

“all the same in my eyes. plus, the scorers were definitely bribed.”

“kyle!”

say you got injured during practice or a competition, he’d be the first person on the ice to maybe sure you’re okay. skates or not, his baby got hurt.

security would hold him down, yeah, but he’d probably almost (and i mean a big almost) fight them to get to you but even though, i don’t feel like he’d be the type to use force to get to you in this situation but if he does,

he’d stop once he sees/knows you’re okay.

“sir i’m going to ask you to step back, we have it handled.”

“handled? if you have it handled then why is she still on the bloody floor?”

you’d notice what was going on and would hop (as best as you can on skates + the ice) to him being mindful of your ankle that you twisted and reassure him.

“kyle, baby, i’m okay,” you say. “they’re gonna take me to the infirmary, you’ll meet me there yeah?”

continuing on this^^, he’d treat you like even more of a queen since you’re injured.

“you comfortable? want me to refill your drink love?”

you’d laugh and say “yes butler, feed me grapes and refill my drink. oh! and get me the heads of my enemies as well.”

“ha ha, very funny you brat.” he said as he threw a throw pillow at you.

- please do not plagiarize, copy, or repost my works to other platforms !

- likes, comments, and reblogs are very appreciated <3 !!

©miwsolovely

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congratufuckyoulations · 8 days ago

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OH WHO IS U, DRESSROSA? Pt.3

!!!FULL DRESSROSA SPOLIERS!!!

part 1, part 2

A/N- Idk yet mostly right now theres some Viola x reader. Mostly platonic or like idk very friendly. A little sussy lowkey bcs I think Viola is an angel, but that's most girls in one piece. Anyways I really enjoy her honestly and i wanted the reader or Y/N to interact with her. I love girl friendships so much its my fav. Probably because im one. I just enjoy girl friendships with my whole heart

Straw hat reader, One piece x reader, Luffy x readed?, Zoro x reader, and maybe even some Law x reader. i just dont want to disappoint the Law fans fr bcs I know about his character but not much yet

Devil fruit power- Plant related. Imagine any other person with plant powers I guess? You can grow walls made from plants. Use plants to attack. I wanna say you could even grow plants used for medicines or sum idk.

The sword below is as random design I got off Pinterest so credit is far gone sorry😔. I don't know if you will use it this chapter, but it's a good reference to have for the future.

Tw- smoking, mature content??, some what graphic description not really tho

Sorry for any grammar errors

Your feet hit the ground beneath you jogging alongside Luffy and Kin'emon. Glancing over at your captain who you couldn't see in the fish costume he wore, you decided to speak up

"You think Zoro will be okay, Luffy?" you question wondering what the captain thought about your lost crewmate

"yeah, he always finds us sooner or later!" Luffy replies in his usual tone continuing to jog forward

"Luffy! Y/N!" a voice calls from behind

" Spoke too soon" you mutter under your breath as Zoro's footsteps get louder. The man in the cat costume now matches the group's pace. Luffy turned his head to look at the vice-captain

"Oh, hey, there you are! We were just talkin' about you!" Luffy says in a cheerful voice

"All good things I hope" Zoro grumbles his voice low most likely due to running around. You chuckle at his tone

"Far from it...I see you found our little friend!" You joke leaning around Luffy's body to get a look at Zoro in the cat disguise. Spotting the small blue-haired woman tucked between the fake fur

"I'm pleased to see you unharmed, Sir Zoro." Kin'emon chimes in

"HA, HA! You're right Y/N! It is a little person!" Luffy gushes as he turns to look at you. The captain practically radiated with how bright his smile was. The boy giggled at the sight

"Follow my directions, and I'll get you to the palace," Wicka says sticking out from Zoro's disguise

"Where did you find her?" Luffy questions, his tone filled with curiosity as a smile paints his face. The captain leans in closer to Zoro to get a better look at the tiny woman

"Is she a friend of yours, Sir Zoro and Miss Y/N" Kin'emon questions

"Eh, I don't know if that's the word I'd use" Zoro says in displeasure at the events that lead to meeting Wicka

"She is our friend now Zoro!" You quickly cut off the swordsman as you carry on "Just because she took your sword doesn't allow you to forget who helped us around this stupid kingdom" You justify as you defend the smaller woman. Though she did give you a run for your money. But it all worked out in the end so you let the grudge drift away. Smiling down at the girl, through the mouth opening of the fish disguise you wore

"I'm a member of the King Riku Army's Scouting unit. The names Wicka. Anyway, we need to step on it!" Wicka's small voice orders as she points for us to keep on forward "The operation is already starting without us!" she commands

"Yes ma'am!" You politely agree with the older woman from the mouth of your fish disguise. It was safe to say you had a soft spot for any other woman. They could do no harm in your eyes. The tiny woman lets out a small laugh

"Y/N? You sure look silly in that costume!" Wicka's small hand covers her mouth as she tries to hide her smile. Quickly dropping your head in defeat. There was no need for her to stab you in your ego now

"SEE TOLD YOU!" Zoro shouts at Kin'emon. The swordsman still holding a grudge against the Samurai who dressed him up in a cat costume

Reaching the foot of the King's Plateau in the middle of Dressrosa after running for some time. You run up many flights of stair in your disguises. Your heels in hand not wanting to wear them inside the disguise. Assuming that they would be impossible to walk in if worn inside a costume where you couldn't balance correctly

"There's gonna be a lift just up ahead!" Wicka informs now standing on Zoro's paw-covered hand "Okay, listen carefully! The palace where Doflamingo is lurking, the Toy House, and the trade port where the SMILE factory is located are all connected." Wicka explained the layout of the structure to the team

"In other words, infiltrating the palace allows us to ingress the other locations?" Kin'emon questions

"That's right! To get access to the factory, you have to either pass through the palace or through the Toy House. The most direct root for us to take is through the palace!" She exclaims with her small fist clenched

"Very well. Understood! Although, I am still in a state of disbelief over such wee folk, in spite of one standing before my very eyes." The samurai says whilst examining Wicka closer

"Yeah, these guys are great, huh? She's like a toy!" Luffy beams with joy

"There were hundreds more of em' too, right Y/N" Zoro calls over pulling you into the conversation. Luffy's head snapped over to look at you

"Oh, man, really?!" Luffy bubbles with stars in his eyes

"Yup! They had a whole army ready to fight too!" You join in. Leaning closer to Luffy. Allowing his excitement to influence you. Feeling light as you and the boy share a happy moment like two kids

"I can't wait to see that!" Luffy raves on

"We don't show ourselves often. We're told that we shouldn't. We're only supposed to allow the Big People of the Royal family to see us. But you guys, the Straw Hat Usolanders are the exception to that rule!" Wicka cuts in

"Uso... landers?" Kin'emon asked confused

"It's a long story..." You trail off hoping to dismiss the made-up names. Thankfully Wicka chimes in

"There's no time to explain all the details now! Operation SOP is already underway! Okay! You can see it there!" Wicka points up ahead. Looking forward at the elevator that lines the tall wall. With what seems to be Doflamingos Jolly Roger on the front doors. Catching sight of guards in uniforms by the entrance. Knowing that this was gonna be a problem "That's the lift entrance to the palace I was telling you about." She explains

"Oh, wow! We can ride it all the way to the top, huh?" Luffy says as his hand blocks the sun from his eyes. His head tilted to look up at the tower structure in front of you

“Won't those guards be a problem?" You point out your concern as the group jogs closer

"Yup! And we would have to show them a pass" She exclaimed addressing the guard situation. Your captain already suggesting his own solution to the problem

"Let's just kick his butt!" Luffy says with a fist raised. The tiny woman leaped over from Zoro's hands to the captains. The boy brings the tiny woman closer to his face

"No! If you make a huge scene, it'll just bring unnecessary attention!"

"What's so bad about that?" Luffy's innocent voice replies seeing no wrong in his plan

"You big bubblehead! I'm having my doubts about trusting you people! I'm stuck with a blockhead who gets lost and simpleton who wants to solve everything with his fists!" She complains grabbing her head in distress at the two men in the group

"What did you call me, you runt?" Zoro yells, fist raised at the fairy

"Calm down Wicka, this simpleton will figure out a way for us! Trust me, it will work out in the end just trust us" You reassure the older woman putting on your best smile. The smaller woman glancing at you from Luffy's palm

"At least I can count on you, Y/N! Kinda" muttering the last part under her breath

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" You shout, the small girl ignoring you as she turns to face away. Getting distracted from the small insult as you hear hoofs clack against the pathway. Your shoulders drop as you relax. A horse enters your sight with a figure on top

"Somebody's there," Luffy says. Wicka gasped as she looked at the clothed figure. A red coat covers the person's whole body. The hood falling over the face of the unknown person

"They already know we're here!" She cries jumping back to Zoro's disguises to hide in the fur of the disguise

Slowing down your pace as the group approaches the horse. Glancing in between your group and the figure you see Luffy's mouth open

"You want something?" Luffy's voice rings out

"Are you Straw Hat Luffy?" A girl's voice is heard from the figure. The girl sounded familiar, but you couldn't quite remember where you knew her from

"Yeah. What's up?" he replies

"Don't tell her!" You scold the immature guy with Zoro and Kin'emon backing you up. Luffy sure had trouble staying out of any danger the crew came across. Over every adventure, you figured that if he was your captain. You would have to accept the chaos with it

"Come with me. I'm here to help guide you into the palace." She answers pulling down the hood of her cloak. The group lets out a shocked gasp. It was the performer you watched earlier, Violet. The one that took Sanji back to the ship. You let out a small sigh of relief seeing it was somebody you could somewhat trust

"Come on, hurry!" Violet ushers us into a more hidden part of the town. Getting away from the gazes of the guards

"It's great ya wanna help us and all, but I doubt you can do anything," Zoro says as we hide on the side of a random town building

"We've caught wind that one needs a sort of pass to enter the lift" Kin'emon mentions

"Don't worry. I have the pass you mentioned" She says while peaking out to the main streets of the kingdom

"But you should take another route instead," Violet advised looking back at us

"What? Why do you advise that?" The samurai questions

"Think about it. We can't walk right through the front entrance. They are bound to catch us like that. Then this whole plan is over" You explain why the elevator wouldn't be the best option as of now to the dense men

"Back to plan A then! Let's kick ass and bust in!" Luffy pumps his fist into the air. Trying to encourage his original plan amongst the rest of us

"Not happening, Luffy!" You say while moving his hand down back to his side. Your captain only flashed a gummy smile in your direction. More like a guilty smile as Zoro also scolds the boy

"Yeah! That won't work! They'll just keep sending out more guards for us to fend off!" Zoro agrees from behind you. Backing you with his ridiculous mindset. At least he was making this more simple for Luffy. The two of you looked ridiculous in your disguises getting mad at the boy's crazy ideas

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Right." Luffy replies his voice dripping with boredom now that his plan was dismissed fully. Violet speaks up with her eyes closed as you all stare at her in silence

"And more importantly" She starts off

"Please proceed." kin'emon encourages

"You look suspicious," Violet says, as you let out a laugh at her random insult

"Madam, I'm offended!" The samurai replies upset at the insults he's received about the disguise's practicability in the past moments

"Hey, come to think of it, aren't you the one who lured our idiot cook away earlier?" Zoro questions

"Sanji?" luffy puts in

"Yes, and he hurried off to protect your ship," she responds. The guys continue to question the woman as she answers each question. The group wondered how she got information on the attack on the Sunny. Thinking hard about how she even got her hands on a map of the factory

"I was one of Doflamingo's subordinates." She explains to your crew

"That explains how you had so much information" You reply. Now understanding why the girl knew so much and how she was in "danger" as Sanji said. She "was" a subordinate but due to her recent actions. She seems to be rebelling against the warlord suddenly

"Huh, what?!"

"It's true! But she was only pretending to be a bad guy!" Wicka backs up the woman as Zoro lifts the tiny woman in his palm for Violet to get a better look at her

"Wicka, it's you!" Violet exclaims, wicka gasp at the acknowledgment

"Wow! You actually remember me?!" Wicka replies in shock. The two quickly catch up. Violet reveals some of her devil fruit power as she explains how she's been watching over the Tonatta tribe. The brown-haired woman praises the smaller one. Big tears start streaming down Wicka's face suddenly

"Princess Viola" Wicka cries out. Princess? I guess you weren't wrong for thinking that she and Sanji looked straight out of a fairy tale. It all made perfect sense

"Huh? So, wait? You're a princess? Ow!" Luffy shouts getting a smack on the head from Zoro

"Could you turn it down a little?" He hissed at the captain

"Then does that imply that you're a Dressrosa royalty" Kin'emon questions blankly

"Are we all listening to the same conversation?" You side-eye the men you're unfortunately paired up with. You may be with the two strongest on your crew and a respectable Samurai. But having to babysit the three was a chore. You could feel your social battery drain as the day passed dealing with idiots for crewmates

Viola's back was turned to you as you watched her hand trace along the wall in front of her as she replies

"I used to be." she answers Kin'emon

"Huh? If Rebecca's the king's granddaughter, that makes you what now?" Luffy interrogates. Staying quiet as you wait for her to respond, curious at how the bloodline is connected as well

"Rebecca is my niece." She answers. Viola's hand finds a concealed button on the stone wall. As it clicked into place a wall dropped nearby revealing a hidden passage

"She's the daughter of my late older sister, Scarlet." She continues. Looking back at the group to see our reactions to the new path

"A hidden door! Are you a ninja?" The samurai boasted at the sight

"Now I've seen everything," Zoro says

"A princess and a ninja! Remarkable!" Kin'emon praises

"Indeed!" You agree with the samurai, as Viola begins to talk

"By taking this route, you can avoid being spotted at the main entrance. Now follow me" She says walking down the stairs of the darkroom

As the group all stand by the entrance weary of what's inside. Luffy lets out a gasp. Leaning in slightly you see flights of stairs spiraling upward. You saw chains hanging in the middle of the room connected to some sort of platform

"This is a secret escape passage of the Riku Family. Not even Doflamingo knows that it's here." Viola explains from the bottom of the stairs. Following behind the men as they proceed down the stone steps. Kin'emon coughing at the dust in the forgotten passage

"What is this comically large basket's purpose?" Kin'emon asked Viola

"It's a pully for lifting cargo. Look up." She replies. Glancing upward you see chains leading upwards as Zoro and Kin'emon talk to her about the stairs sprailing up. You could practically feel your feet hurting at the sight of the flights of stairs. Even without heels, this was gonna be a pain

"Oh boy" You utter to yourself at the sight

"Uh... Luffy! How about you make this easy on everyone and grab this boulder here and shoot yourself up?" Zoro speaks up, walking over to place his hand on a random stone in the room

"Oh, quite a novel solution" Kin'emon cut in

"Yeah! I like the way you're using that head of yours!" You encourage, getting a glare from Zoro. The two of you had always bumped heads. It was a lot like him with Sanji, but the two of you found ways to be civil while on the same crew

"That sounds like madness," Viola says in disagreement at the plan

Watching Luffy already wrapping an arm around the boulder. Then stretching the other upward to grab ahold of the chain. Turning away you see Zoro and Kin'emon enter the basket

" 'Kay! Here goes!" Luffy's voice echoes through the empty tunnel. Your captain running up the stone walls earning a gasp from the girl beside you. Looking at the girl beside you, you speak up

"It's okay, Viola. come on let's join them!" You comfort the woman as you climb into the basket. Sitting down next to the men as you reach your free hand out to her. Encouraging her to take it. With a small smile and a curt nod, her hand finds yours. Smiling at the lady in front of you as you guide her into the basket

"Thank you, Miss Y/N" Viola thanks you quietly as she focuses on climbing into the basket without any trouble

"Of course, princess" You reply. Letting your inner charm flow out at the beautiful woman. What? Sanji wasn't the only one allowed to throw around nicknames at pretty girls

"Make it snappy, Luffy!" Zoro shouts from behind you

As the group is lifted to the top thanks to Luffy. Zoro and Kin'emon step out of the basket first walking towards the concealed exit. The two push the wall forward peaking out to scope out the area

"It would seem that no one is present," Kin'emon informs as the door is dropped fully to the ground now that they know it is clear. Following behind Zoro and Kin'emon as they land on the grass of the palace

"Nice. Let's go!" Luffy says jumping off the stone door on the floor

"Hold on a second," Viola says from behind you and Luffy, causing you to look back at her with concern. "Close the door first," She says to Luffy as obeys lifts up the stone door with no problem

As you approach Zoro and Kin'emon peeking around one of the towers of the castle, Luffys heads also peeks around the corner. The four of you glancing at a large door

"Is that how you get inside the palace?" Luffy says while you examine the door

"Shh...The palace is above us. That's the Rampart Tower" Viola explains

"Oh" Luffys voice dull at the information

"There's actually quite a bit of climbing left to do before we reach Doflamingo. And it's well-guarded, too." Viola carries on explaining the layout of the castle

"That's just great" You grumble in response, pulling yourself off the wall to face the princess

"I follow your reluctance Miss Y/N. Thankfully, the Rampart Tower has a secret entrance. Let's go, but take care not to let the guards notice you" Viola informs the group. The end being more directed towards the three men you two were stuck with.

Nodding your head in agreement, Viola turns away. The red coat she wore sways as she leads the group. Slightly turning her head back so we could hear her soft voice. Her lovely accent complimented her well

"They'll call the Executives if we make a scene. That won't be good. Especially if we have to battle with Pica. Then any hope of success would be lost." Viola clarifies

"I understand," You say walking beside to girl. The three guys followed the two girls. Only taking a few steps when you hear Kin'emon speak up

"Hm, where is Sir Luffy?" he questions.

Viola gasps as you both whip your bodies around to look back. The redfish disguise was missing from the group

"Already?! Where could he have gone?!" You hiss out, eyes scanning the area trying to find the lost guy

"Uh-oh. Right there!" Wicka says pointing towards the large door you and your group were supposed to be avoiding. A large dust cloud forms in the air. Hearing the sound of Luffys rapid footsteps fade further away. Your captain doing his classic battle cry as he charges straight at the guards

"WHOA! WHAT'S UP WITH THAT CARP!" One yells. Luffys louder voice follows behind

"NOW GUM-GUM... GIANT PISTOL!" Luffys voice echoes as his arms stretches back. The boy's fist and arm grow in size as he powers up his attack

Doflamingos guards scramble with terrified screams coming from their mouths. The crash of Luffy's punch right into the door was loud itself. Watching in shock as your captain busts the door down. Scraps of wood flying in different directions from the impact

"WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?!" Zoro and Kine'mon shout

"I guess this makes it easier...?" you say trying to justify the total mess Luffy just made. Guards lay passed out on the floor around Luffy. The head of his disguises looks back towards the group

"It's open!" Luffy shouts innocently. A gummy smile on display

"THAT'S NOT THE ISSUE HERE!" Zoro scolds

"This is not good," Viola says

"Ah! You big blockhead!" Wicka insults. Viola grunts next to you before continuing forward

"Well, new plan. We're going in! If we hurry, we might get lucky!" She announces heading through the huge hole in the wall where the door used to be

"See you get used to it!" You gush, as you jog to catch up to her. Slowing down your pace to match the girl when you get near. The two of you enter the massive doorway to the palace

"You were right Miss Y/N!" She smiles softly as you both continue towards the large staircase up ahead

"No need for the formalities anymore. We are friends now, right?" You pout jokingly towards the girl. Viola nodded her head back in understanding. A soft smile on her lips as her eyes scrunch with joy

"Can I take this thing off now?" Luffys voice booms through the lobby-like room

"Not like I could stop you!" Viola responds. You can't help but slightly smile at the girl's serious tone. Viola's eyebrows furrowing together in displeasure at your captain

Reaching the top of the stairs more guards rush toward the group

"This disguise was in the way, sorry Kin'emon" You apologize while pulling off your fish disguise like the captain.

"It's okay, Miss Y/N!" Kin'emon supports

Grabbing onto Luffy's arm you stabilize yourself. Leaning over to put your heels on one by one. While holding onto the captain you felt your cheeks flush at the feeling of his muscular arm through his shirt. Allowing yourself to let go as you finished.

"Thanks, Captain!" You say softly, earning a wide grin from Luffy

"Let's go kick some ass!" Luffy replies. Grinning back at the guy in front of you. Using your devil fruit power to grow your sword once more

You work at taking down any guard that comes close to you. Slashing away the guards who kept charging toward the group

"Viola, stay close!" You order while blocking off two subordinates. Your sharp blade clashes with the dull ones they are provided with. While taking one of them down, the others grab at your wrist. The pressure makes you drop your sword. A wince falls from your mouth at the tight grip

"Y/N!" Viola shouts, turning over you see a guy running at her

Hurriedly looking back at the guard holding onto your wrist. In a swift motion, you pull your arm back and allow your fist to make contact with his face. The guard's head flies to the side as he falls to the ground

Turning to Viola you flick two fingers upward (like law hehe I need him fr). Two vines shoot up from the ground in front of the man rapidly gaining on Viola as she runs towards you for protection. The plants rammed straight up into the guy's jaw knocking him out on his back

"Thank you, Y/N!" Viola says. Opening your mouth to speak, only for your captain to cut you off

"I'M COMIN' FOR YOU, MINGO!" Luffy shouts punching his way through the guards ahead. Shaking your head slightly, a breathy laugh falls past your lips in disbelief at his energy

"Don't worry about it, come on!" You state grabbing onto the girl's hand as you lead her further down the hallway. Giving Viola your full assistance with any trouble in her way

As the group runs down the hall more guards can be heard ahead

"WHERE ARE YOU, MINGO?!" Luffys voice travels through the empty halls as he punches down the waves of guards. More guards just following behind like Zoro said they would

Everybody in your group charging forward fighting their own battles. No fight lasted long as the team overpowered the subordinates. After taking care of the guards, you all stand in the hall's pants. Taking a quick break from the speed of things. The group glanced around at the unconscious bodies on the floor. A job well done

And well Kin'emon on the floor as well. Due to jumping to catch Wicka from hitting the floor. The man talking to the girl in the palms of his hand. Zoro speaks up

"Kin'emon. Take care of her, okay?" he instructs

"Uh. But Sir Zoro, I must find my friend Kanjuro. To that end, I will leave here and go to the Toy House." Kin'emon rebuttals

"That's where Operation SOP is happening with the other Tontatta. So I need to go there as well!" Wicka expresses

"I see! Then go we shall!" Kin'emon declares before looking up at you and Zoro "Sir Zoro, Miss Y/N, my path is clear. We will be taking our leave now." he finished

"Fine by me," Zoro mutters, his tone calm as always

"I see no problem. Just keep safe you two," You reply. Your voice laced with concern for their safety

"Certainly Miss Y/N!" Kin'emon acknowledges your concern. Greeting your worried eyes with a reassuring grin. The man turns to talk to Wicka about the location of the factory. Afterwards shoving the small woman into his outfit like Zoro. The samurai only glances back as he bids his farewells

"Sir Luffy, I shall go. Farewell. Sir Zoro, Miss Y/N, and Madam Ninja. Stay strong" Kin'emon announces before he jogs towards the spiral of stairs leading down to lower levels

"Which way?" Luffy calls for directions

"The left!" Viola answers

Turning down the hall proceeding your advances into Doflamingos palace. Silence filled the hallway with zero signs of guards

"I'm comin' Mingo, the coast is clear!" Luffy calls out

"Guess security can't keep up." Zoro adds

"I don't know. Shouldn't this be harder?" You point out. Thinking about it, the most you have fought. Since you've gotten into the palace there have only been guards. Your mind couldn't remember the names of the Doflamingos executives that Wicka had listed before. But you were sure you hadn't fought them yet.

As the words exit your mouth, candles lighting up the halls burn out suddenly. A soft smoke filled the air. The ground and walls begin to shake as you all come to pause at the movement

"Couldn't just keep your mouth shut!" Zoro shouts at you

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!" You argued, face to face with the brute of a man

"Uh, that's weird" Luffy interrupted the argument, catching the attention of you and Zoro. The group stood still trying to figure out what was going on in the palace. The rumbling quiets down and the walls all go still for a moment

Suddenly a round shape pushes through the wall. The wall smoothes over the round shape easily. As if it wasn't made from stone

"What's with the wall?" Luffys says confused

The wall only expanded the more the palace shook

"Walls do not do THAT!" You say stunned at the sight of the stone walls growing into what seemed to be a man's figure. The height on the stone man was a wild sight. You stare in shock as his head now almost touches the ceiling. The stone guy towering above you

The ground trembles below as the walls do their best to not crumble apart

"IT'S HUGE!"

"A WALL MONSTER?"

"NOT QUITE! IT'S PICA" Viola clarifies

"HUH?! YOU MEAN THAT'S AN EXECUTIVE!" You gasp, taking a couple of steps back. Slowly trying to back up from the large stone man that was forming in front of you. Even if this was a guy, he sure didn't look like it here

"THAT'S A DUDE? WHAT'S HIS DEAL?"

"HE'S IS A TOP EXECUTIVE Y/N! A STONE ASSIMILATION MAN." Viola replies

"Great, and we get to deal with him." Zoro retorts

"He's a power holder. He ate the Stone Stone Fruit. You see?" Viola explains

"So he controls the walls?"

"He just looks like a bunch of bricks, if you ask me. Hey, buddy, you really a person or what?" Luffy interrogates the stone man. The giant head turned towards the group. Viola and you hug onto to each other as you let out a gasp

"He's out of his mind!" Viola says

"How is this my life" You whine into the girl's clothed shoulder

"Well, answer the question! And stop staring! You can talk, can't you?"

A large stone fist rises high before falling straight towards the group. Unraveling yourself from Viola you both split apart as you dodge the punch

"We're dead if that guy hits us. How d'you even fight back?" Zoro complains. A stone foot lifts heading straight for us again, only to be dodged once more by the group

"We gotta try somethin'! He's blockin' our path!" Luffy barks before hitting his fist to the ground, switching into gear 2 "I don't care what kinda fancy titles you've got! I'm gonna kick Mingo's ass, no matter what! Get outta my way!" he shouts while launching himself in the air towards the stone giant

Luffy used his jet Gatling punch to break apart the man as he crumbled into a stone chunk pile

"Heh. There! Easy! C'mon!" Luffy exclaims as we all run past the scrapes on the floor

"That didn't take much" Zoro says.

The swordsman's words were followed by loud rumbling again. As you all run slightly further and glance back. A large stone hand forms from the pile. The arms quickly connected itself to a fully regrown stone man

"Back for more, huh?" Luffy calls out

"The top executives are in a class of their own. This is why I tried to avoid a confrontation." Viola says in distress. A hand grasping at the coat around her neck for comfort

"I knew I should've stayed quiet" You groaned at the endless chasing already from this Pica dude. He wasn't making this easy that's for sure

"So he's not just a guy made of bricks" Zoro's face concentrated as he stared at the devil fruit user

"He can merge with stone itself and control it. Then it becomes his own body. Which means the palace itself has become our enemy!" Viola spouted information out. You stare in disbelief at the stone man connecting his arms to the walls

As the walls crumble apart with cracks forming through them. Looking above you, seeing the walls on either side of you falling inward. Aiming right for you and your group

"THE WALLS!" Luffy points out. Pulling a gasp from the rest of you. The walls crashed down towards the group. Feeling Zoro's strong arms wrap around your waist hurriedly. The swordsman pulls you back into his chest, as your hands reach for Viola.

Your arms wrap around the girl as she falls towards you. As the walls crash down quickly. Luffy inflating himself stopping the walls from completely crushing the three of you. Your chest drops as you finally let out your held-in breath

"Y-You guys still okay down there?" Your captain's voice rings through your ears

Jagged pieces of stone pile around the group. Luffy crushed between the stone walls towards the top. Hearing Zoro groan from behind you as you lean back on him. Your hand reaches to grab ahold of your throbbing head

"I think a rock got me" You wince into your hands. The rock had hit you right where Doflamingo's strings had cut you on your head. As you do your best to sit up between Zoro legs. Not having much space due to Viola sitting between your legs as well. The woman leans into your torso for protection. Your hand finds her back patting it lightly

"You okay, Viola?" You ask softly

"Yes, thanks to you! I can't thank you enough Miss Y/N!" Viola praises as she sits up on her knees in front of you. Her hands clasping around yours as a sign of her gratitude

"It's really no trouble" You grab her hands putting them back to her side. Smiling at the girl still calling you by the formalities you had told her to dismiss

The woman that sat in front of you was truly cute as she said her praises. The smile she wore was genuine, you were quickly starting to understand why Sanji was quick to get distracted and fall for the lovely lady

Suddenly feeling Zoro's hands push against your back moving you closer to the girl. The swordsman redirected your position, so you wouldn't be in the way of his blade

"You three brace yourselves. Got an idea." Zoro grunts through gritted teeth

Zoro swords dig into a crack of a random stone surrounding the group. Zoro growls as his body tenses up with concentration. A loud slash was heard and you felt yourself being scooped up again. Stone rubble falling around you

Feeling thankful for Zoro in the moment as he carries you under one arm. Viola under the other. The green-haired man dodges through the dust and falling stone pieces. Keeping the two of you untouched the entire time. Hearing Luffy fight as you are carried a little further

"GUM-GUM... STORM" Luffy shouts

Zoro places you down further away from the two fighting. Allowing you and Viola to stand on your own as he takes off towards the commotion

"Thanks, Zoro!" You shout as he runs towards the battle

"No worries, right?!" He replies charging at Pica. Only one of his swords was drawn. The stone guy does the unexpected as he lifts the stone floor easily. Pica lifted his arms up and down in a smooth motion. Causing ripples to flow through the stone toward the group

The stone ripples through as it begins to tower up high. Zoro stabs his sword into the stone to hold himself up. As now the stone floor was now vertical like a wall, due to Pica devil fruit

"WHAT'S HE DOING NOW" Luffy shouts, as we all watch from below as Zoro gets taken high in the air with the stone

"I DON'T WANNA FIND OUT! BE SAFE ZORO!" You shout watching the wall tower over you. Zoros's body hanging onto his sword high up. The stone almost takes the shape of a huge wave, ready to come crashing down with Zoro at the top

Seeing Zoro's arms pull back. All his swords in hand now. Powering his charge before slashing forward. The stone wall now crumbling apart easily. Another wall rises only to be punched down by Luffy

"I don't think hitting him like that's gonna work," Zoro says after he lands beside the group. The stone walls just keep reappearing. The palace rumbles around you as Pica moves throughout the walls

The man's stone fist flew towards the group once more. Luffy's fist meets his halfway causing the stone to crack from the strength. A slice was heard in the air as Zoro cut the stone arm into pieces. Picas stone body falling to the floor in defeat

"Go! Run for it!" Luffy shouts as we run past the stone rubble

Running down the hall you hear rumbling behind you. Avoiding looking back knowing the man was probably getting ready to fight. You look straight ahead as you run. Luffys voice rings out

"Man, he doesn't give up!"

A wall shoots up in front of the group. Coming to a halt at the stone now blocking your path. Everybody let out a soft gasp

"We're trapped!" Viola shouts

With a quick reaction, you see Zoro jump into the air as he swiftly cuts down the blocking wall. You forgot how easy fighting becomes when you have two overpowered crewmembers like these two to carry you all to victory

"Luffy, take them and go on ahead." he says after landing "Leave this stone bastard to me. You go kick Doflamingo's ass extra hard for me, okay?"

The man's stance was firm. Ready to attack at a given notice

"Great! Counting on you!" Luffy relies on the swordsman to do his part on the crew. Teamwork as a straw hat was interesting in itself. But it made perfect sense in the end. Everybody works hard at what they do. Doing your absolute best and trusting that your crewmembers do the same. In your case, you had one of the outstanding crews

(Thank you zoro for the monolouge he gave chopper back in alabasta about teamwork. Amazing king)

"You got this Zoro!" You call out as you proceed down the hall. Not hearing the swordsman whisper under his breathe about how he "knows he gots this"

Running with the two leaving Zoro behind to handle his part. Stumbling slightly as you run due to Pica making the stone beneath you lumpy. You kept moving forward through all the ups and downs of the stone obstacles

Suddenly two long pillars begin to try blocking your exit. Luffy kicks straight at the stone pillars swiftly breaking them into pieces as you all continue running toward the end of the hall

"This rock guy doesn't wanna let us go anywhere!" Luffys voice filled with displeasure as he lead the way for you and Viola. The woman next to you replies

"Like I told you. Pica controls the entire palace! We're lucky he hasn't crushed us yet!" Viola glances back for a moment before looking forward "Hey, you're sure your friend will be okay?" she finished glancing between you and Luffy’s running forms

"Zoro? You kidding? He'll do great. Don't worry." Luffy replies glancing back at the woman

"He's right. Zoro is one of the last people we have to worry about when it comes to fighting" You assure the princess. Another pillar shoots from the wall in an attempt to hold the group back. Luffy doesn't hesitate as he charges right for it with his fist ready

Viola and you run through the debris flying around due to the impact of Luffy's fist. Your captain grunts as he proceeds forward

"No matter what happens, Zoro will pull through!" Luffy advocated for his vice-captain

"He better" You mutter under your breath. This seemed to be more of a crazy day than you ever thought it could be. You couldn't believe that so much had happened in a couple of hours. Nobody planned for this day to be so stressful. Especially now that we are on the way to "Kick Doflamingos ass". You were gonna have to leave the ass-kicking to your captain. Knowing you didn't bear the power to fight against the Warlord himself

"LUFFY WAIT UP!" You shout at your captain running up the staircases leading to the first floor of the palace. Viola and you got left in the stairwell as Luffy took off ahead.

"We can only hope he went to the right floor," You say to the girl climbing the stairs with you

"The first floor isn't too far away I'm sure he made it" Viola encourages as you see a door only a couple steps away

"Seems you were right!" You say as the two of you pick up the pace. Approaching the doorway you see Luffy in a more open space. The toy soldier from earlier, upside in his grasp

Viola peeks out the doorway and gasps before exiting into the long hallway. Taking a step out as well you glance to your right seeing a man in a black outfit with gold embellishments. The guy looked pretty silly with a smooth head almost like a helmet

"There's no time! You can talk later, Straw Hat!" Viola announces causing you to look back to her and Luffy

"Who's that?" You question, pointing your thumb at the man down the hall

"Violet!" The man shouts causing the woman to gasp at her name being called. Seems to you that Viola knew this guy. You kid yourself obviously, she knows him he also works for Doflamingo

"Gladius!" Viola shouts make you zone back into your current situation

"You little traitor. You'll pay for turning your back on the young master." The guy spits out. Veins popped from his forehead as his hands were clenched into tight fists

"Oh, you wanna fight?" Luffy says causing you to snap your head at him. Seeing your idiot of a captain with a fist up. The other arm holding the toy soldier over his shoulder

"Not right now, Luffy!" You gasp grabbing the boys arm pushing his fist down. Viola hurries over and grabs Luffy to guide him down the hall.

"What did I just say?" Viola scolds

"Let's go!" Luffy shouts, hand wrapping around yours and dragging you down the hall. Struggling to find your balance at first due to the unexpected tug

"Careful Luffy!" You warn, said boy drops your hand as you find your footing, you run between Viola and him.

"We have to run! Trust me. He's strong. We'd be trapped here. We have to end this! Just head for the Suit Chamber!" She orders

The toy soldier speaks up about Viola's change of heart. The two converse quickly before you hear Gladius speak up

"Your treachery won't go unpunished, Violet. You're dead!" he says

You see Viola glance back as she shouts

"I've never been on your side! You give yourself too much credit! For ten whole years, I've been waiting for this opportunity!" She shouts. Eventually, you glance back seeing that helmet head expanded into a massive circle. Whatever this was it was ready to pop for sure

"Helmet pop!" you hear from the man. Quickly growing vines walls once more as a sort of defense. A bright light flashes as a loud pop is heard. You hear Viola gasp next to you and see her falling forward. Thinking quickly you scoop her up under your arm. Your left arm wraps around her waist holding her as you run

"Lady Viola!" the toy soldier shouts

"Sorry about that Viola! I thought I blocked all of those flying pieces. You aren't hurt too badly, right?" You say glancing down at the girl in your arms. Looking back up to focus on the hallway

"I will be okay, just keep headin' up!" Viola says as we turn into a room with some red carpets. It was nicer than the hallways that's for sure. Following Luffy you see him running towards a window

"It doesn't matter how we get there, right?" Luffy shouts

"Luffy, what are you thinking?!" You cry out as your captain jumps right through the glass

"Hurry, Y/N!" Luffy says on the other side of the window waving a hand and motioning you to follow. Jumping through the window wasn't so bad knowing we were just on the first floor. You almost forget this was barely the first floor of the palace

Now standing beside Luffy outside in the courtyard, you see the boy glance up.

"That should work." He says. Following his eyeline to a window cut out to the second floor

"How would we even get up the-" You start only getting cut off by Luffys arm wrapping around your waist and stretching his foot backward to hook on the edge of the window. Once his foot found a hold you all fling toward the window

You wrap your arms securely around Viola as you are flung suddenly. Getting through the window you place Viola down on the floor of the new room

"Well, that certainly was effective, wasn't it" The toy soldier says

"I prefer a warning next time" You scold Luffy as he crouches down placing the toy soldier against the wall. Soon standing up back to his full height

"Yeah, but we made it didn't we" Luffy sasses as his hand finds his hips. Earning a slap across the back of his head

"HEYYYYY!" He shouts

"Quiet Luffy! Somebody will hear us" You hush the boy. Your hand cupping over his mouth. Slowly dropping your hand as you near a window in the hallway. Luffy follows to stand beside you. Both peering through the window of the Suit Chamber where Doflamingo resides. Seeing Law chained to a chair

"It's not time yet. You both have to wait!" Viola lectures dragging you and Luffy to hide below the window out of sight

"First we have to hurry and now we have to wait? Mingo is right there" Luffy questions

"Shhh" Viola hushes with a finger over her lips

"Huh?"

"Just calm down!"

"Violas right Luffy. The Tontatta Tribe still has to complete their part of the plan" You tell Luffy

"What plan?" Luffys asked confused

"You know about operation S.O.P, Y/N?" the princess asks

"I don't know much, but I did overhear the tiny people discussing something dealing with toys turning back into humans. I just knew there was something off about this place!" You answer, shaking your head in disgust at the cruel reality of Dressrosa

"The details aren't important. The point is, we can't fight Doflamingo yet," she explains, earning a soft grunt of disagreement from Luffy. He didn't argue back as we sat under the window

Nudging your shoulder into your captain sitting next to you. You send him a soft smile

"Be patient. I know you'll get to kick Doflamingo's ass real soon" You reassure.

"You're right, Y/N! His smile was wide, eyes beaming at the thought.

As time passes you all peer in here and there watching Doflamingo converse with the tied-up pirate.

"They sure are talking a lot" You speak up, getting bored sitting on the floor with nothing to do

"Yeah! How long are these guys gonna take?" Luffy agrees from beside you. Both of you glance down to Viola for an answer to see the woman with her eyes closed shut. Sweat dripped down the sides of her face. Something was troubling the woman. Viola's eyes shoot open as she lets out a startled gasp

"What's wrong Viola?" Your tone is filled with worry as a hand finds her shoulder. Trying to comfort the woman as best as you could

"The Tontatta ran into Trebol. All of them have been defeated. Nothing but destruction everywhere." she utters out

Everybody lets out an audible reaction as Luffy begins to talk

"One of my crewmates should be with them right now," he says

"Yes, he has a huge nose" Viola replies

"Usoland" The toy soldier says

"But it's not good" She continued, head dropping as she looked down with furrowed brows. Face painted with worry at the sight she saw in her head

"Don't worry. He'll take care of things. I promise. If Usopp's there, everything'll be all right" Luffy comforts in the only way he knew how. Which was just being himself and believing in his crew

"It will all be okay, Usopp always comes around in the end!" You assure, lightly squeezing the girl's shoulder as she glances toward the two of you smiling

"I trust you Straw Hats" Viola confides in the two of you. Luffy soft giggles ring through your ears. Feeling your shoulders relax at the sound turning to look at your captain's joyful smile. Staring at the boy as he continues to talk to Viola on the other side of you. You stuck between the two, but you didn't mind

"Good! Because we are gonna kick Mingo's ass real good!" Luffy's voice flourishes with eagerness

Sometimes passes as you all sit outside the window. Viola's gasp makes you snap your head. The girl was teary-eyed as she looked past you. Turning back you glance to see a tall muscular man. His features are sharp. With his left leg missing. Exactly like the toy soldier from before. A sword now held in his hand

"I guess operation S.O.P really worked," You say in disbelief at the sight

Luffys head turns to the man as well gasping at the sight. The man pushes the window open as he jumps through into the larger room. Hoping on his only leg making his way towards Doflamingo

"Who's the cape guy?" Luffy says

"Kyros, it's you!" Viola says to herself

"Huh?"

"Even I lost my memories of him." She whimpers

"I don't get it. What d'you mean?" your captain questions

"Maybe she knows him," you say, trying to make sense of what was going on

"Uh? Hey! Where's the toy soldier" Luffy asks while looking to the side. Searching around the hall for the toy

"That man is him" Viola answers

"The toys were originally humans, but they were erased from our memories! Since the girl who did this, Sugar, passed out now, so our memories all came flooding back! He's the former commander of the King Riku Army - Kyros! The strongest gladiator in the history of the Colosseum!" She cries, collecting herself once more to continue on

"Wait, the guy they have the statue of?" Luffy asks

"Yes, but more than that, he's my brother-in-law, Rebecca's father!" Viola tells Luffy. You didn't understand much besides the fact that Rebecca was related to Viola. And the toy soldier seemed to have a pretty big role in this whole fiasco. You didn't know the whole story, but the toys being humans all along explained the creepy vibe

"But she said she didn't know that guy!"

"Once our memories are lost, they can't be regained till Sugar is stopped. Even so, he's watched over his daughter for the past ten years. Even though he was only a toy soldier to her, he's stayed by her side every day protecting her the best he could" Viola reveals the harsh trust she and her family have been living

Your heart broke at the tears streaming down the girl's face. The thought of forgetting somebody so close to you scared you as it is. Living it must have been hell for the man.

"I'm very sorry to hear that, Viola. We will work hard at bringing that pink idiot down" You quickly console the watching Kyros charge at Doflamingo full speed. His sword dashed through the air as it cut right through Doflamingos neck. The blonde head fell to the ground. It all felt like slow motion seeing it fall

It all happened quickly as you, Luffy, and Viola gasped. You could hear Doflamingos subordinates shouting and screaming at the sight of their leader being struck down

"YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW IS CRAZY!" You whisper shout at the girl next to you

"Mingo just died! Well, that sucks! I was gonna be the one to kick his ass!" Luffy grumbles to himself. Not being able to reply as some guards appear down the hall, shouting at the three of you

"There they are!" "I see 'em!"

You turn your head to the approaching footsteps

"They found us!" Viola says

"Shoot!" One of the guards orders, as they all take their aim preparing to fire

Luffy thinks quickly as he wraps an arm around your waist. The other around Viola carrying you both like footballs. You yelp at the grip on you suddenly. Luffy jumps through the window. Heading straight towards the action

"We gotta go save Traffy!" He yells flying forward. Jumping through the window

You can see Kyros beginning to fight with a man in a yellow jumpsuit with big buck teeth. A jolly roger painted on the surface of the teeth. An interesting place to put anything if you ask me. The buck tooth man getting sent flying out the window. Screaming in defeat as Kyros started sparing against the girl in a maid-like outfit. Soon knocking her onto the ground

"TRAFFY! I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU" Luffy shouts as he rushes towards the scene. Law’s head lifting to face your direction. You couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the position you were in. You didn't know much about Law, but any girl would be nervous around the guy. Let's be honest he was fairly attractive

"Luffy could you put me down" You grumble, lifting your hand to cover your face in shame. Getting ignored by your captain as he yelled to the allied pirate

"OH, GOOD! YOU DIDN'T DIE!" He shouts. Removing your hands from your face, you now see Law's shocked expression.

"I thought we agreed you'd destroy the factory, Straw Hat. Did you? Or not?" Law interrogates as we approach closer

"Plans got mixed around" You reply, knowing Luffy wasn't gonna even try providing an explanation

"What is that supposed to mean, Y/N?" Law says

"It means no, obviously" you reply from under Luffy's arm

"Here's the key to his handcuffs," Viola announces showing the key to you and Luffy

"Wow! You're ready for anything, aren't ya?" Luffy teases. The two ignoring you and Law completely

Luffy approaches the throne Law was handcuffed too. His grip loosens, allowing you and Viola to stand back up on your own.

"Just a sec. I'm gonna get you outta here, 'kay?" Luffy says to law. The pirate groans before he speaks

"Thanks, but I'll pass. Our alliance from here on out is terminated. So get lost!" Law spits out, looking up at Luffy from the chair

"Huh? You're so selfish! I wanna keep working with you, so deal with it!" Luffy declares

“You also aren't the only one in this? We just went off plan once! You can’t just end an alliance like this" You argue

"Now you are both being selfish? I can leave when I want" Law remarks glaring up at the two of you

"Hurry! Use the key!" Viola cuts in

"Oh, right" Luffy says, taking the key from her hand

His hand shakes as he nears the Sea Prism Stone handcuffs. Nervous that he will accidentally touch it. Law's voice breaks the silence. Causing you to look up at him as he talks

"You do realize with the alliance called off, we're enemies? If you set me free, I'll kill both of you Straw Hats." Law taunts

"Luffy already made up his mind Traffy" You remind him, as you watch from behind Luffy

"That's it! This is hard enough to unlock with this dumb Sea Prism Stone, so stop squirming" Luffy shouts at the chained-up man

"Steady!" Viola says

"You two aren't even paying attention, are you?" Law shouts, his mouth open as he scolds the two in front of you. Viola crouches down next to your captain. Luffy struggling with the lock. His fingers constantly shaking, missing the lock every time. Stopping Luffy begins to whine

"This sucks! I quit! Why don't you do it?" He tries passing the key over to Viola. Her hand came up halting the boy

"I can't touch it either! I ate a Devil Fruit, same as you!" Viola announces. Both turning their heads to you at the same time. Questioning eyes prying up at you

“What about you, Y/N?” Luffy whines looking up at you

"OH DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW!" You smack Luffy across the head for asking such a stupid question. Your captain playing dumb at the worst time possible

Doflamingos' laughter grows loud as you all turn away from Law to where it's coming from. The sound emitting from the head lying on the floor in front of Doflamingos still standing body. Your eyes widen at the head on the floor with a wide grin, laughing

I THINK IMMA END IT HERE THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITEE FOR NO REASON. I WAS NOT FEELING MOTIVATED BUT I WROTE ENOUGH TO FEEL DECENT. I wonder if yall would like this chapter or part? Idk I hope yall did I know it isnt much but im so excited for the next chapters mostly because its a lot of Luffy and Lawwwww. Kindaaa hehehe so yay

#one piece #strawhats x reader #zoro x reader #dressrosa #monkey d. luffy #luffy x reader #monkey d luffy x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #idk man #love yall

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moshpitgamma · 1 year ago

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This was probably asked a lot but can we get a part 2 for Family Reunion?

YESSS FINALLY SOMEBODY HAS REQUESTED IT AGAIN🥹💗💗 I know this was requested to be up again HEAVILY so I now announce

Family Reunion Pt. 2

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: Language, Angst to Fluff

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Ps. It’s 50/50 proofread😔🤘🏾💗

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3 years earlier...

“I don't care no more JD. I will really walk out of this resort and leave again if that’s what you want .” I said, grabbing my helmet from the nicely made table.”

“So much for a Family Reunion.....Hope we meet again, but on better conditions.”

That all happened 3 years ago and you haven’t spoken to your brothers ever since. You felt bad for walking out again, but you knew JD was tired of seeing you and basically still called you a mistake. They looked so happy together and they all looked so confused to see me. I knew my h/c hair looked a little pale and had started to age on me, but was I really that dierent?

All those questions were swirling in my head like a blizzard. I was trying not to let it get to my head, but it stopped when I heard a little cute and tiny voice.

“Mommy are you ok?” my daughter asked me.

“Yea im ok sweetie just a little shaken up that's all.”

I didn’t want my little rose to worry so I only told her I was just lost in thought. I knew she didn’t fully believe me because she came up to me and rubbed my cheeks.

“Don’t cry mama it’s gone be ok” she said as she smiled and rubbed her small s/c hand onto my face. My little Rosie is courageous just like her papa/mama (you can pick their gender and what type of troll they are) but unfortunately they died while Rosie was still an egg. So now I'm a single mom with an amazing kid. I would've told Rosie that she has uncles, aunts, and cousins, but I just don’t know how she will react.

“Maybe i'll tell her once she’s from school” I thought to myself

“Ok Rose go on and get ready so you can get on the bus for school hun.” I said in my sweet voice while I headed downstairs to start on our breakfast.

“Ok mama!” Rosie screamed as she made her way to her room in our two story pod.

It has been 15 minutes and now me and Rosie are currently eating our pancakes/waes, bacon, and assorted fruits, until we hear a knock.

“I'll get it mama!” Rosie said as she took o from the table. All I did was mumble an ok as I started to finish up my food and get on washing our dishes. I knew Rosie was on her way back when I heard her little quick-paced pitters of her little feet running back to the dining room. “Mama It’s a letter in gold” Rosie said astonished at the elegant and gold adorned letter. “Let me see, Rose” I say as I puzzledly grabbed the letter and started to open it. “It’s a letter from the Queen of Pop?!” I say in a confused but excited tone. “What would she want with me? I haven’t even spoken or seen her before” I say more confused as I try to put two and two together. “It says to come to her palace pod tomorrow with a suitcase with at least 4 days worth of clothes.” “Mama, are we gonna go?” Rosie asked me as she jumped up and down excited to see a queen in person.” I don’t know hun, but we need to hurry up if you’re trying to go to school” I say in a hurried tone as I tried to rush her outside to get on the bus. Right when we stepped outside the bus pulled up. “Bye babyyyy!” I yelled at her while she got on the bus “Bye mamaaaa!” Rosie yells back before she gets on and takes a seat.

“Now that she’s on the bus let’s go get sum errands done” I thought aloud.

(TIME SKIP)

“I finally have the pod clean and some groceries in the fridge so now time for a little relaxation.” While I was planning on fixing a little movie day for myself I suddenly saw the flash of gold in the corner of my eye. “Oh yea the letter” I thought. I gathered my snacks, started the movie and picked up the letter to inspect it further. “Why does the Queen want me?” “I hope I haven’t broken any royal law or something that I didn’t know about.”

Before I could continue my thinking session, I look over to the time and see that it’s around the time Rosie should be getting home. “Guess I might as well head outside” I say aloud to myself. As I opened the door I saw my little girl running towards me with a big smile and excited to see me again. “How was school hun, Are you hungry?” I asked her as i'm ready to prepare her some fresh blueberries and strawberries as a treat. “Yes momma I am and school was sooo fun.” She told me as she grabbed her bowl full of fruit and went to sit on the couch.

“Momma have you decided yet?” Rosie asked me as she suddenly appeared beside me to put her bowl in the sink. “How- Huh- When- Anyways what are you talking about baby?” I asked slightly surprised at how fast she finished her fruit AND how fast she showed up beside me.

“I’m talking about the letter momma.” Rosie said as she tilted her head. “Are we going to see the pretty Queen tomorrow?” I didn’t want to ruin her spirit, so I said yea and watched as she dragged me to her room to pack.

TIME SKIP TO THE MORNING (Sorry yall)

“Wake up hun we have to get ready to go over to the palace.” I shook Rosie so she could get ready. “Ok mama” Rosie said as she got ready.

After we got ready we started to head towards the palace

“Do you think she will let me wear one of her crowns, mama?” Rosie asked me as she daydreamed of the once-in-a-lifetime request. “I don’t know, baby, but are you excited?” I said as I let my little excitement show. “OF COURSE I AM!!” She screamed as she ran further ahead to the Queen’s pod. All I did was chuckle and hurried to catch up to her.

Once we finally made it to the palace, we were greeted by some guard trolls. “Ahhh Miss Y/N, The Queen is waiting for you inside. Would you like me to escort you?” The slight green guard asked me. They seemed to be a little taken back to seeing a child with me, but they decided to ignore it. “Of course, I would love that.” I said as I let them lead me into the huge pod.

Knock Knock Knock

“Your Majesty, Ms. Y/N is here, just as you requested.”

The guard said as she led us into a bright room where the Queen and some of her guards sat. “OMG it is sooo nice to finally meet you. Well oofficially meet if you really think about it.” The Queen said as she ran up to me.

“Awwww and I see you’ve brought a little guest with you too.” The queen said as she smiled giddily like a kid. “Your Majesty, it is a pleasure to meet you too and this is my daughter, Rosie.” I said as I watched as Rosie grow excited and nervous little by little. “Oh I didn’t know Branch had a niece and please just call me Poppy.” “Wait- You know my brother?” I asked Poppy as she looked at me in disbelief. “Um- yea Branch is my boyfriend”

“Wait- so how do you know ME? And why did you send me a letter to bring extra clothes?” I was confused and perplexed as to why THE Pop Queen wants me and how she knows that I was related to Branch. Branch didn’t even know about me and yet she still found me. “Mama who’s Branch?” Rosie asked me as she heard me ask Poppy how she knew my brother. “Honey I’ll tell you later, but right now me and Queen Poppy have to have a very serious conversation” “Ok mama” She said as she went to mess with one of the female guards.

“Look, I hope I'm not coming of disrespectful or anything, but please tell me why you need me.” I looked at Poppy desperately for an answer. “Branch wanted to see you and wanted to finally meet you and he wanted you to be in his life again.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and only nodded and swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. My little brother wanted to finally meet me. “I know it was weird to get a letter from the palace, but I really wanted to surprise Branch with his Older sister that he has never met before, except for that time you came to Bruce’s diner and surprised us all.” She rambled on and on, but you stopped her before she could continue. “Poppy- it’s ok and I'm glad Branch wants to see me.” I said as I watched a small smile formed on her face. “Looks like we’re right on time” Poppy says as she hears a few knocks from the gigantic doors.

She looked towards the enterance me and Rosie came through. Right then I couldn’t do anything, but stare at him.

He was a tall dull blue troll with blackish/dark bluish hair. “Branch?” I said as I felt the tears fall o my face. He looked just as shocked as I was. “Y/N...”

Before he could finish I ran and gave him the biggest hug in the world. I felt my shoulder getting damper by the second from his own tears, but I didn’t mind at all. “Oh spirits! It’s so nice to finally and properly see my baby brother besides having to stare at a blue decorated egg.” I said pulling away from him and moving his face around like he was a tiny little kid. (Kinda like what Clay did in the movie) “WHAT!” A loud scream was heard in the corner. Coming up to Branch was your daughter with a hung open mouth. “MOMMY HAS A BROTHER?!” Rosie screamed as she looked between you and her uncle. “Yes hunny I do” I laughed at my daughter's confusion. “Wait, you have a daughter?” Branch asked me as if he couldn't believe that he was an uncle to other kids besides Bruce’s. “Yes I do and Her name is Rosie.” I said as I looked at Branch’s face from my daughter’s name being named after our late grandma. “That was nice of you” He said to me before excusing himself to go talk to Poppy.

“GUESS WHO’S BACK” a loud deep yell was heard. “Ahh Fuck” I said out loud without realising.

Once I said that you could’ve heard a penny hitting the floor.

“Um surprise” Poppy said as she looked between me and JD and the tension in the air. “Um Rosie how about you go with Aunt Poppy and Uncle Branch while me and you Uncle JD talk.” She was stunned AGAIN for me dropping ANOTHER secret uncle onto her. Before she could go and bombard us with questions she was pulled out of the room with Branch and Poppy. I didn’t notice my other brothers being in the room with us too until I saw them backing out of the room also.

“Why are you here?” JD asked me, crossing his scarred arms and raising one eyebrow. “I was invited by Poppy. She helped me and Branch properly meet each other.” I waited for him to say some dumb crap about me, but it never came. I was ready to walk out of the room, but slight hiccups and snies were heard from the older man that was across from me. “What the-” “I'm so sorry Y/N. I never meant for you to leave. I was to caught up with trying to hit the family harmony and I totally fucked it up.”

HE was apologizing....

After so long..

I didn’t know how to feel and I only stared at him with a mix of shock and disbelief. “It’s hard being the oldest and ever since mom and dad left, It’s just been me. I shouldn’t have lashed out on you. You were never the problem, but when you left the pod when we were younger, it had done something to me and had made me live with regret ever since.” He meant every word, as his eyes started to become bloodshot from the constant streams of salty streaks running down his eyes.

“I get if you don’t want to speak to me ever again bu-”

It went silent…..

Jd was being embraced. You felt like everything was complete. He finally apologized and wanted to make things better. “I forgive you.” You said with tears in your eyes. “Thank you” was all he could muster up as he held onto you like his life depended on it. Everything was great until the door was busted wide open by one particular person. “BROZONE ARE MY UNCLES! AND MY AUNT IS THE FREAKING QUEEN!” Rosie said as she ran to me as if I said no more candy forever. Clay and the rest of them walked into the room ready to ask questions and hang out and I couldn’t wait to tell them everything “Guess the Family Reunion did happen again” I said as I looked at JD. “And on better conditions like you said”.

I HOPE YALL ENJOYED AND IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING YALL WAIT WEEKS FOR THIS STORY😔I NEED TO DO BETTER BUT I HOPE YALL ARE SATISFIED

#trolls #trolls band together #brozone #brozone x reader #trolls 3 #trolls branch #trolls viva #trolls x reader #branch trolls #trolls clay #jd trolls #poppy trolls

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