#Cutest-Celestial-Princess

[shadykazama]

Hello! Your headcanons on Wukong/Destined One had me giggling so much 😊 they're so great, couldn't stop rereading.

Um, if it's alright, can I ask for some Wukong/Destined One x Reader with their baby? Feral daddy monkey in his nesting phase with his mate and baby is so— 🤭

Absolutely! I have a lot of thoughts and the people demand more monkey business- so let's get down to it.

❤ Wukong

Starting with the pregnancy~

He is ELATED.

The idea of a proper heir had never crossed his mind because well- he's immortal. He doesn't need one. But that doesn't mean the idea of his own flesh and blood isn't positively exciting.

There's a chance he knows you're pregnant before you do. What with all of his special powers and heightened senses.

Celebrates privately with you of course but it becomes a mountain-wide event very quickly.

You are showered with praise and blessings by all the monkeys.

He will never miss a chance to brag that he's going to have a baby. And he's definitely smug about it too, thinks your child is going to surpass even his power.

When you start showing he gets more smothering.

Don't forget our king's fatal flaw! He thinks he knows what's best.

Will limit how much you travel and makes sure you always have at least two attendants by your side while he's gone.

Which, once you get further along, isn't often. There were plenty of superstitions about pregnancy in ancient China, as well as a high infant mortality rate- and that's not even counting what complications could happen due to the magical nature of your child. So he'd be stressed.

He expresses stress through aggression (canon), though it's never pointed at you. He'd be fiercely protective over the mountain, but especially any of the areas you regularly stay in. He'd be very snappy at everyone for the entire second half of the pregnancy, except you of course, who he'd be showering with praise and reverence.

Likes holding your stomach while you rest and tells your baby about the great lineage they're being born into, recounting his titles and strength and promising them they'd be greater.

He's hoping for a boy, but he's assured his child will be spectacular regardless of the gender.

When you give birth he will be extremely focused. He can't afford to be weak in a moment when you need him most. (Though your cries of pain and effort will certainly make his heart ache.)

As you're holding your baby for the first time, his teasing, smug attitude is nowhere to be seen. He just looks at you as if you'd given him the universe itself.

Cutest baby ever might I add 👆.

It's a Chinese tradition that only immediate family is allowed to meet the baby for the first 100 days after it's born, so it'd just be you and him for a majority of three months unless you invite your family to meet them.

In traditional fashion, on the 100th day a banquet is held to officially introduce the baby to everyone. And MY GOD would it be an event...

Besides all of the monkeys on the mountain who want to celebrate their new prince/princess, I can't even imagine how many celestials and demons would come to pay their respects and blessings- be it out of fear or respect.

Either way, expect a very long day and a LOT of gifts.

^ Wukong doesn't leave your side for the entire day. I dare someone to try and pull something.

You'd expect with his trickster personality that he'd be a very lenient dad, but Wukong is surprisingly dutiful in making sure your child doesn't turn out lazy or ignorant.

That by no means is to say he wouldn't be a wonderfully playful father. He'd have a wonderful connection with his child, and his most important lesson to them would be to respect their mother ;)

More of a one kid kind of guy, so he'd probably stop after the first, unless you had twins or triplets.

As protective as he was with you when you were pregnant, he's pretty chill with the actual kid. He knows they're durable and will let them get roughed up doing dumb stuff.

Carries them around hanging off his tail and will pretend like he doesn't know where they went.

It's like how cats will let their babies 'sneak up on them' to encourage them to keep trying. He does the same thing with your kid when they try to trick him.

Your baby would be the most respectful little shit ever. A little shit nonetheless, but would do anything for you or their father.

All the monkeys on the mountain help keep an eye on the little sage so you'll never feel lost or alone in parenting. It's very much a joined effort and your baby will see the other monkeys as their family as well!

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💙 The Destined One

Give him a bunch of babies I beg you.

He'd get addicted, he wants a big family for SURE.

When you first tell him you're pregnant he'll probably take some time to fully soak it in.

You'll be used to being patient with him at this point, but I imagine something like this is really nerve wracking so don't feel bad if you rush him for a response.

He'll put a hand on your stomach as if he's checking for himself before picking you up and smothering you with love.

He's not a chatty guy but he'll let you know how happy he is!

^ That being said, during your pregnancies is the most talkative he'll ever be.

He doesn't want you to stress about communicating and knows your body is going through a lot so he pushes himself to talk more to make sure you get everything you need.

That doesn't mean he'll be a chatterbox by any means. More than nothing is still very slim :')

Expect a lot of one word questions.

Trusts you more than he trusts his own instincts. His instincts tell him you shouldn't be climbing or moving around much- but if you want to, who's he to tell you what to do? He's not the one pregnant 🤷‍♀️

Follows you around like a guard dog when you do though, doesn't matter what you're doing.

Somehow even more physically affectionate than normal. Will insist on holding your hand when you walk so you can lean your weight on him.

When you start showing he'll be amazed. It's not that he's never seen a pregnant person before but like... That's his baby in there and he can't believe it.

His favorite thing to do is lay his head against your stomach while you're resting. Will kiss your skin and adore the life you're making.

You can catch him whispering things to your baby while he's resting his head on your stomach.

Your body is going to ache and he is more than happy to massage it for you. He doesn't even need an excuse to touch you, but he'll find them anyway.

Once you get further along and it gets harder for you to get around, he'll pick you up and take your wherever you want to go- within reasonable distance from your home of course. Not because he can't take you further, he just doesn't want to in case something happens.

But he wants to make sure you get fresh air and still see the beauty outside of your bed.

Doesn't trust anyone to watch you. It's him or nothing.

Makes offerings and prays to the goddess of childbirth. He does this a few times before you catch him and start helping.

He's a bundle of nerves when you're giving birth. If you weren't preoccupied, it'd probably be painfully obvious how nervous he was.

Holds you while you hold your baby and will not stop telling you how much he loves you and how perfect the baby is.

Gets baby fever bad.

Baby will be spoiled, and so will any other baby after that.

Huge advocate for carrying the baby. If you're not opposed to it, he probably carries them more than you.

Has the most deadpan look on his face as he looks at this baby but he has so much adoration for his little miracle.

Stressing over your baby crying in the middle of the night? Not with him! He's at that babies beck and call.

Watching a nearly mute man deal with a curious child is definitely amusing and you get a front row seat.

Your children kind of just accept that their dad doesn't talk much, but he'll always tell them he loves them if they say it to him.

Takes them everywhere with him so he can teach them. Is SO proud when the oldest starts helping teach the younger ones.

He's proud of them in general honestly.

Your kids are going to be super loving and curious. I think he'd foster really healthy relationships between all of them.

You'd have a whole team taking care of you if you ever got sick.

[kthecutest]

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helloo I saw this here and I think it's adorable could you do one of these w harua?

thx in advance

ハルア Harua as your bf (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡

A/N ೃ⁀➷ I'm sorry for so much delay ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა I had to do some researches on Haru, hehe hope you'll enjoy this! ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

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Pure innocent bunny boy who places you as his number 1 priority always

Straight up all-time princess treatment for you. Will give you massages, and any other thing that will help you relax and feel loved around him.

If you ever felt down, Harua is your number 1 safe space. Will snatch you into his arms, cuddling you so tightly as you leans into his cozy tender chest. This sweetie would literally even go on to help you with whatever he can and that includes; giving you the best massage ever, showering you with little gifts or cuddles and helping out with any paperwork that he could.

He’s not as athletic as his K hyung but he definitely got his flexibility from K. Will make sure to help you stretch after you’re done working; just to keep you fit and relaxed. “C’mon honey~ you need to keep stretching! Or else you’ll end up being so stiff baby”, Harua would whine trying to convince your lazy figure to go along with his flow once you started complaining.

Expect him to always go all out on every dates he goes out with you. No matter if it’s the way he dresses or the gifts that are ready to be given to you or the dramatic scenery that he would take you to, making sure no settings could ever get old.

100% asks his Nicholas hyung for photography tips. Harua’s got some basic skills down but he wanted to be better just for you. You love to take photos wherever you two go, so he wanted to always take the most beautiful photos of you, even keeping some to himself.

He would sometimes scroll through his phone and randomly sings out loud any random song lyrics with his angelic tune. Random or not, his singing is the sweetest thing ever to your ear. You would instantly run to him tugging on his sleeves, requesting him to sing more for you. Bunny boy will gladly agree, singing you any melody you’d be pleased to hear.

He’s those neat boyfriends who would clean up after you. You’re definitely not the tidiest person out there, you’re always too lazy to even organize any of your storages. And that’s what he’s here for. Watch him pick up all the dirty worn-clothes lying on the floor, hurling them straight into the washing machine. All the ornaments are all on order and glossing, not a single dust, standing still on the shelves.

It’s no doubt that this bunny boy is the cutest thing ever. But whenever you call him “cute”, expect to always hear a deny followed by a pout. He doesn’t think he’s cute but you’re there to make sure to make him acknowledge it proudly. Will eventually get him to agree with it; with some type of deal or pleading request.

You could hear the melodic harmonies that arise from the tapestried room once in a while. The pressure landing on the white keys that elicit such celestial tunes. He’d fine you in the door way, peering at his figure seated in the center, his tender fingers on the keys, pressing each with the movement of an overflowing spring.

In conclusion, just two words; boyfriend-material. This bunny boy is no doubt the sweetest, cutest, loveliest, boyfriend.

[menoasmess]

Happy publication day to Born of scourge!! @earlronove

Born of the scourge is a bittersweet tales humanity at its worst.

In this world Stars fall on earth to cure the world of darkness or so is the legend. Celena, the sweet princess of this kingdom, catch Sol as he fell from the sky and thus start the story.

Sol is a celestial being, at times he feels like an innocent child discovering humanity and humans. When he meet the heroes who are to go with him to accomplish his destiny he’s immediately attracted to Loren.

And let me tell you: those two are the absolute cutest babies who ever lived. EVER. They’re so sweet and soft and damn I love them. Their romance is not the main plot point but it’s still so sweet.

Mira and Nebora were so damn cool. Especially Nebora. I mean woman with an axe, yeah, please and thanks.

If you enjoy fantasy, ruthless world and peaceful characters doing their best despite everything, well you might just love this as much as I did. It’s just so bittersweet and sad yet hopeful at time.

[sdxstudio]

I just love this café

I got myself a celestial and princess cake. Very good, not dry. I got it with some of the mango tea. Tea selection is very big. From fresh mint to sweet mango.

Cats were the most cutest thing there. They were fluffy, gentle and sleepy (they like to sleep near window because of the sun). Such a great fluffy friends. They will sit near you when you are eating and also when you are working. They sometimes wants pats. They love it. Also one of the cats hugged my backpack and after few minutes fell asleep on it. It was so cute.

This cat café is 10/10. I love it ❤️✨

[siren-tale]

name/title origins

here's a little insight into the meanings and reasons behind the names of my one piece ocs <3 feat. two more ocs i've never mentioned before but still love dearly

PRINCESS CORALIE

I wanted something very ocean or mermaid-themed since she's a siren, but it also needed to be very simple, due to how she got her name

Shanks named her after he and his crew rescued her from imprisonment, so it made sense that her name would just come from something that commonly occurs in the ocean

It just seemed right on the nose while also being very pretty, and suited her with and without her royal title

MORANA

Morana is the name of a Slavic goddess associated with the death and rebirth of nature, and it just seemed perfect for my lovely vampire

Her Baroque Works codename of Miss Halloween was an obvious choice, since all of the female agents are based on celebratory holidays, and what better for a vampire than Halloween?

And since she's (quite literally) the devil on Crocodile's shoulder, the pairing of their names- Sir Crocodile and Lady Morana- just has a nice ring to it

DONQUIXOTE AMORETTA

Amoretta means 'little love', which only seemed fitting for the girl raised to inherit the Heart seat in Doflamingo's family

Also, I just love any name that can have 'Ettie' as a nickname, so obviously that's what Ikkaku, Penguin and Shachi call her

She hates her last name, but the only reason she keeps herself associated with it is to keep her Uncle Cora's memory alive- that's the side of the Donquixote family she truly belongs to

KIT

Most animal-associated characters in One Piece have very on-the-nose names, so this was an easy choice

A baby raccoon is called a kit, and I just thought that would be the cutest name ever for my darling mink girl

And the pairing of Kit and Bepo are just adorable names together (KiPo <3)

DONQUIXOTE HARMONIA

Harmonia means 'unity', as well as being the goddess of harmony and balance- the perfect name for such a comforting, stable presence in Rosi and Law's lives

Obviously, the Donquixote comes from her being married to Rosinante, even though she isn't publicly known by that name

After Rosi's death, and after adopting Law, she changes her name to Trafalgar R. Harmonia (the R standing for Rosinante, of course) for both her safety, and her connection to Law as his family

MERRIN KELPIE

So, Merrin has a few meaning, but I was going with 'star of the sea', since she's a pirate and a Supernova

Kelpies are a part of Scottish folklore, which backs up her being Scottish, even if Scotland doesn't exist in the One Piece world

The mythos of kelpies only being killed by silver bullets... Kelpie being saved and given a metal arm... There are parallels

EMPORIO DELANEY

Another name with a lot of meanings, but honestly, I didn't pick Delaney because of its meaning- I just love the name, and it sounds both posh and badass in my opinion

Ivankov adopted her when she was little, after rescuing her from a Celestial Dragon-caused accident

So, she's also technically a princess, and Princess Delaney of the Revolutionary Army?? That's such a good title

MONKEY-GOL D. JOLIE

Roger's younger sister, Dragon's ex-wife and Luffy's mother (so self-indulgent, I just want to take care of little baby Luffy) so there's a lot going on with her surname

But her name, Jolie... Well, if you ever wondered where the 'Jolly' in 'Jolly Roger' came from... It's from her

It was a way to keep her connected to her brother, even when it became too dangerous for anyone to know she was related to him

[sparklune]

Meet Lune, short for Lunaire Grisabella, the enchanting heiress born into a world adorned with stardust on February 16th, 2004. As the one and only child of the opulent Grisabella legacy, she radiates a charm that dances between princess and fairy.

Lunaire, her given name, echoes the celestial, whispering of moonlit dreams. "Lune," a name of playful elegance, encapsulates her whimsical aura.

With long, dark tresses cascading like a midnight waterfall, eyes that sparkle with galaxies of mischief, and lips eternally curved into the cutest smiles, Lune is a living tapestry of charm. Towering with grace, she navigates the halls of university life, a student in pursuit of both knowledge and the runway.

Her heart finds joy in all things pink and beautiful, transforming her world into a canvas of rosy dreams. Flowers bloom in her presence, mirroring the vibrant hues that surround her.

As a muse for a fashion brand or beauty products, Lune transforms catwalks into enchanted realms. Stardust follows her every step, and everyone yearns to capture a bit of her enchantment.

Beyond the glamour, she indulges in simple pleasures—savoring gooey pizza, delighting in strawberries that taste like summer hugs, and finding comfort in a glass of milk. Her adorable presence sparks a desire in everyone to step into her fairy tale.

In the tale of Lune's life, she isn't just a princess; she's the embodiment of dreams. A living fantasy where every day unfolds like a chapter of joy, and everyone wishes they were part of her magical world.

Name: Jang Won-young

Birthday: Aug 31, 2004

Age: 19 years old

Blood type: 0

Height: 173 cm

Weight: 47 kg

Group (2021-present): IVE

Group (2018-2021): IZ*ONE

[kiliinstinct]

Closure - Nalu One-Shot for Cutest-Celestial-Princess

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Prompt: Nalu - Set After the Alvarez War, but before Lucy finishes her book- she and Natsu have an unspoken issue still simmering beneath the surface. Series: Fairy Tail Rated: General/Teen Commissioner: @cutest-celestial-princess Word Count: 5239

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It wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

It opened the path to dreams and fears Natsu thought he had shoved deep inside to rot and be forgotten. 

“There’s this really good job, and it’s out farther than I’ve traveled before; I think it’s a good chance to find Aquarius!”

How could something sound so positive and be so horrible all at once?

“Awesome! Let’s get Happy and go already!”

“Uhmm… about that…”

The fire in his belly was drenched to soaking embers with the fewest of words. 

“You’re not coming with me.”

Just a few months after the war. A few months of tepid peace, rebuilding and settling down into a pattern many hadn’t enjoyed in what felt like years. The Alvarez War was not a long one. It would not go down in the history books as a 100 years war, but the survivors certainly felt aged. Time slowly crawled away, eroding the burdens and worries with tiny chips from a well-worn chisel. Many Guild Members fell back to their routine as if nothing had changed. 

Others… looked upon the rest of their life with a newfound goal. Lucy had been hiding away in her apartment, diligently writing every chance she could. When she wasn’t, Lucy was at the guild, staring at the newly added Job postings with an intensified interest. Many times Natsu offered for them to head out, leave Magnolia for a few jobs- revert back to a pattern they could be comfortable with. 

She denied them each time. At one point, Happy even claimed she was ‘avoiding’ them, and while that thought forced a frown from Natsu, Lucy had denied it fervently.  However, seeing her eyes gleam, excitement pulling just beneath the surface, threatening to explode while fingers all but pinched and crinkled the request in her hands, Natsu realized the truth. 

Lucy wasn’t avoiding- she was planning. 

“Hah- good one Lucy,” He forced out, laughing at what he hoped to be a joke, “But we’re always a team, and teams go together!”

Her silence screamed volumes. Shoulders tensed under the weight of his own arm as Natsu leaned on her, desperately trying to find the lie in her words. There was none.  Sheepishly, she pulled away from his proximity, guilt suffusing her features now that he could look at her better. Folding the request, Lucy stuffed it in her purse, bottom lip pulling beneath her teeth as she nibbled worriedly against it. 

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. They were a team, now more than ever! Even if Erza, Gray or Wendy didn’t come along (but of course they should if available-), they were supposed to do all their jobs together! Isn’t that what things were culminating to for all these years? Didn’t Lucy used to wait for him to be ready for jobs so they could go together? Didn’t he and Happy always find the ones with rewards that would best help her with her rent? That was how things went, and how he had always expected them to go. 

“I’m not kidding.” Her tercid tone froze him better than Gray’s ice ever could, smile dropping as he stared.  Natsu could hear the tapping of her foot against the hardwood, echoing above the den of chatter in the hall. If he hadn’t been distracted by the strange words falling from her mouth, he would have noticed all present were creening their heads over, desperately trying to listen in. 

“I want to do this for me.” Lucy pressed on, sighing as if all her earlier willpower had drained. “I’ve already talked to my landlady about it and she’s willing to put a stop to my rent payments. Just as long as I do a downpayment before leaving. I can do that. And then I won’t have to worry for months!”

Months? She was talking as if- Natsu’s mouth felt dry and a low whine escaped him, “You’re talkin’ like this job is gonna take ya’ forever, Lucy-”

“It is!” Lucy snapped, pointing a finger at him, “No offense, Natsu, but my world does NOT revolve around you. I have goals, plans! And I intend to see them through. This job isn’t supposed to take a long time, but it’s in a good place to search for Aquarius and that’s exactly what I intend to do! Alone.”

The icy tone in her voice was throwing him off. Why did she sound so bitter, so angry? There were many reasons Natsu could come up with (all revolving around the separation she suffered from breaking her key), but not a single one explained the treatment he was currently getting. Had he… done something to upset her?

Eyes glanced to the telltale marks of an old corruption spidering up her arm and Natsu’s stomach churned. Though Gray had protected her from the Book of E.N.D. the slight hints of damage were still there. While he didn’t want to consider how his own weakness could have caused those damages, Natsu was realizing that maybe he had more to own up to. 

“Look, Lucy, I-” how could he even explain this uncomfortable feeling in his chest? She was strong enough to take care of herself, that he knew, but leaving for months? Where he couldn’t be there in case she needed him? Where they couldn’t laugh and tease or just enjoy the life they had now that the biggest threat in their lives was over?

“I don’t get why ya think ya can just leave me alone like that.”

Those were not the right words to say and Natsu was unprepared for the bitter dam he’d broke loose.

Lucy had gone silent, jaw open- looking as if she’d been slapped. Blinking her eyes rapidly, she struggled to form words, Natsu’s own had fallen from his lips without truly thinking about it and he crossed his arms stubbornly. Since they helped bring the Guild back together, after all they fought and struggled for, she was wanting to just… run off on her own? He didn’t like it. He didn’t have a way to explain why it left a bad taste in his mouth, but it did- and he saw no reason why he shouldn’t say so. 

“.... You,” She seethed, voice gutterral, rising in volume as she took a step forward, right into his space, poking a digit into his chest with so much force, he almost stepped back. Pink brows rose under the fringe of his hair as Natsu stared in shock,  not expecting the absolute rage in Lucy’s eyes, “-Inconsiderate. JERK!”

He stepped back then- forced to by her hand shoving him, advancing against him as he realized, too late, what he had done. Tears were glistening in the corner of her eyes. From sadness? Anger?  Natsu couldn’t get a read on the fluctuating emotions as her pointed nail dug briefly into his skin through the fabric of his jacket.  “Oi- Lucy! Hold up there- “

She interrupted, “Don’t you TRY and calm me down!” She finally backed off, dark gaze turning towards the rest of the guild, many of the eavesdroppers glanced away sheepishly- whistling to themselves. Others (Like Mirajane and Erza) goggled from their locations with wide, disappointed eyes. Lucy didn’t seem to notice. Not then. And she wouldn’t for awhile. “Don’t you remember what I told you back in Amefurashi Village? How I felt during the entire YEAR you had left?!” Her voice was shaky and it lost its loud tempo with every word, cracking when she released the explosion bubbling at the tip of her tongue. “You don’t get to tell me if I can leave you alone or not. I don’t care what’s happened since then. You don’t get to say that. Not now. Not. ever.”

Natsu felt his mouth run dry, his blood cold. It wasn’t a feeling he was used to, but the wind had been knocked from him by Lucy’s words as his eyes darted back and forth between her and the guild around them, unsure of what he could say. Yes, he remembered Amefurashi Village. The bitterness in her tone when she had snapped at him for his unthinking words against Gray. Juvia had interrupted their moment of tension, but that didn’t overlap his memory. The look on Lucy’s face was all he needed to cement it into his mind. 

Not only that, but the memory of her forlorn expression as she slept, finally relieved to see him and Happy again, with only a wall of all her attempts for contact to keep her company. Those memories came hand in hand and Lucy’s reminder stole all words from him. In that moment he realized just how far he had overstepped. “- Lucy, I didn’t mean that-”

She cut him off with a finger pointing to his nose, practically hissing in her rage. “You know what? I don’t want to hear it!” 

The click-clack of her heels echoed through the hall. Lucy turned from him in one fluid motion, her words stabbing him like tiny knives with each stomp against the wood floor. The silence in the Guild was palpable, interrupted only by the slam of the doors, as she made her exit. The walls shook and every interloper took in a breath, their gazes falling on Natsu in bafflement.

“You really stuck your foot in a pile of it now.” Macao mumbled, scratching his neck awkwardly. 

“Ehh, you shouldn’t worry too much about it,” Wakaba joined in, “Girl’s like to blow up, but they get over it quickly enough. Even my wife- “ He was silenced by a sharp elbow to his ribs from Macao. 

Natsu barely heard either of them. His head was buzzing from Lucy’s words. It wasn’t her anger that floored him. Oh no, he could handle that- he could accept her frustration.  This wasn’t just anger or a bomb exploding to calm down later. He had seen what no one else had, the glitter of pain in her narrowed eyes. The hint of water shining in the irises before she forcefully blinked them back as she turned away. She hadn’t stomped off from her anger. Lucy had left to hide her tears. 

He had hurt her. Natsu had hurt Lucy. He felt like vomiting. 

At first, Natsu considered chasing after her, already stepping forward to start his pursuit- but a quick snap of his name from Erza, froze him in place, jaw clenching tight as his teeth ground together. It was hard not to continue, his clenched fists were testament to the inner struggle to rush after his best team mate and make everything right again, but how?

“While I absolutely believe she deserves an apology,” Erza said, moving to his side , her voice was harsh, angry and Natsu didn’t blame her, “I don’t agree with you charging after her like this. Give her the space she obviously wants and think for a change, won’t you?”

Natsu didn’t have it in him to argue the jab. His energy deflated, eyes meeting Happy’s from the nearest counter. The blue Exceed had barely begun eating the fish he’d been given, worry and hurt distracting him. With a noncommittal shrug, he moved to sit by his flying partner, shoulders sagging as a puff of steam blew from his lips. It would have been so easy to turn around and challenge Erza just then, but the idea was an old one, something he’d done often in the past to release emotions he dared not speak out loud. 

Often he would release his anger, sadness, inner fears and loss of hope, into the brawls he instigated and joined. It was a quick release that refreshed him and reminded Natsu that his heart was still beating, that he and those around him were still alive. He could shovel his concerns and what had bothered him and others under a thick rug in his mind after a good fight- finding other ways to bring smiles to his and everyone's faces. 

How often had he been kicked from Lucy’s apartment, suffered a loss or grew angry at some random enemy mistreating her, only to turn around and fight Gray and Gajeel to calm down- ? How often did he return to Lucy with a goofy grin, jokes and crazy antics to distract her and reassure her that everything would be okay? Too often. He couldn’t count the times on his fingers. (Not even his toes for that matter.)

“Way to go, Flame Brain,” Gray said from behind, voice cold and taunting. “I’d have punched you if I were Lucy. How stupid can you get?”

Natsu knew what Gray was doing. The insult was well-deserved, but also done with purpose. It was the very invitation Natsu often took and needed, but rather than stride through the wide open door of Gray’s challenge, he merely tilted his head to glance at his fellow mage and frowned. He didn’t have the energy. Not now. It had seeped through his bones the very moment Lucy had slammed the door. 

“Gray,” Erza snapped, causing the other mage to freeze in place, “Not.now.”

“Uh- yeah, right. Sorry!” 

Natsu’s answer was to slam his head against the counter and groan. 

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The day had looked to be a good one. With a bright sun, hardly any clouds and perfect wind to keep a person cool. With the sun just below the horizon and stars starting to blink out in the sky, the mood was a complete one-eighty.  Erza hadn’t allowed Natsu to leave until she was certain Natsu knew what he wanted to. (“There will be NO bothering Lucy if you’re going to speak thoughtlessly again!”)  It was hard to be patient, and while he craved the distraction of a good brawl, Natsu had listlessly sulked at the bar instead. 

Now, he wondered if he needed a few more hours to sulk before he ventured into Lucy’s apartment. Coming up to the building he could recognize blindfolded, he readjusted his scarf and grimaced. 

“You know you can just try in the morning, Natsu.” Happy said. He stood at Natsu’s feet, his own frown on his face while he glanced towards Lucy’s window. “I’m sure she’ll be willing to forgive you then! Oh, we can even bring her a gift!”

That could possibly work, but Natsu had a feeling he knew exactly what sort of gift Happy had in mind.

“A big fish!”

Yup.

 Despite the low mood, Natsu grinned. Count on Happy to help even just a little. Kneeling down to pat the Exceed on his blue head, he shook his head and tilted his gaze towards the window he often climbed through. “I don’t think that’s gonna work this time, buddy.  And I think I’ve avoided this long enough.”

“What do you mean?” Happy blinked owlishly, but Natsu didn’t give an explanation. The two had been through so much and stayed by each other the year he had traveled. Above everyone, Happy knew and understood his fears and intentions, but that understanding could only go so far. 

“Don’t worry about it.” Stretching, he rolled his shoulders and pointed towards his goal. “Think you can get me up there? Probably best you don’t stay for this just in case, but I’ll send ya’ a signal when the coast is clear!” “Aye, sir!” The rustling of magic to unfurl his wings was swift, and with well-timed practice, the two were in the air and elevated to the window of Lucy’s bedroom. So many times she had told him to use the door and there had been a few times he had actually listened - when he got there first. 

Most of his window attempts were done just to tease her after her initial complaints, at some point, his blonde partner had stopped complaining and often expected his entrances. Today, he hoped for similar. Natsu had never feared she would lock the windows on him before, but the worry niggled into the back of his brain. It would be far too easy to bust it open if he’d been out for more reasons to anger his partner, but this was a mission to clear the air, not exacerbate their issues. 

Natsu felt relief surge through him as the window clicked open. She hadn’t locked it after all! Exhaling, he lifted his thumb to happy and waved him off. With a whispered ‘good luck!’, his partner flew  off in the direction of the guild and Natsu steeled himself for the true challenge of the night. He slid the frame upward and quickly moved in, careful not to rustle the mattress or knock items over. 

He was surprised not to find her at her desk. Even more so stunned at the amount of papers littering the floor, some crumpled and others torn. Lucy had never been one to be messy. (That was his job!)  Natsu’s stomach churned at the realization that his actions caused such a change in her own routine and he quickly examined the rest of the room, trying to pinpoint his teammate’s location.  The lights had yet to be lit, casting dark shadows over the furniture and he clicked his tongue.  “ - Lucy? Are, are ya’ here?”

He could smell her, but figured he’d ask. The sudden sniffle from the front of her couch caught his attention and slowly, a disheveled blonde peered up from the cushions, eyeing him with narrowed eyes.  “Go away, Natsu.”

He almost stepped back through the window, but closed it behind him as he began his trek across the room. She told him to go away, and many times in the past he had ignored such orders until she’d thrown him out. Age had told him to take her words into account more often, but the fact that she hadn’t barred his entrance was all the communication he needed.  Lucy would be willing to talk.. If he only had the right words.

“I wanted to-” He began, fumbling over his words, “I just wanted to say that…. Uh- I didn’t mean to, that is-” Where had this rambling come from? Snorting, he took another step towards her and muttered, “I wanted t’say sorry.”

A heavy silence filled the air. Lucy’s eyes stayed focus on him as she kept her face pressed against the back of her seat. The low-light had made features hard to distinguish at first, but now Natsu could see the puffiness and redness in her gaze. She wasn’t at present, but he knew tears had stained those cheeks some time ago. It doubled the tumultuous sickness in his stomach and he struggled to swallow.  

Finally, Lucy moved, turning her back to him to settle herself into the cushion. She didn’t repeat her earlier order and her fingers drummed along her arms impatiently. With a huff, Lucy said, `` - do you even know what you’re apologizing for?”

Oh he knew, but it made his throat thicken all over again- as if a ball had been lodged into his throat, suffocating the five inside, smothering him. Why were emotions and words so difficult to say? 

“You don’t do you?” Lucy’s voice cracked, he couldn’t see her face, but Natsu could picture it as if she were standing before him. Her words came out in waves, full of emotion- anger, sadness, just at the cusp of spilling out. “You just think, you can waltz right in here, apologizing and things are going to go back to normal so you can tease me again and have a grand ole time, but you’re wrong! Not this time. We can’t ALWAYS pretend things aren’t upsetting us, you know!”

She was rambling, giving Natsu the answer to his earlier thoughts. Lucy had always rambled when upset, embarrassed even, but Natsu could hear the rise of tone and knew everything he intended would be kicked out the window if he didn’t act fast, but what could he do? What would he do?  What… what would Lucy do?

Natsu had always been better with actions than words and he crossed the floor in a few steps, hearing Lucy’s words, but not processing them as he moved. In a flurry of movement that sent the tassels of his scarf swooping over her blonde head. His arms encircling her shoulders from behind, cut off all complaints as she choked on her words. Her scent was overpowering, with his nose pressed against the back of her ear, feeling the softness of her hair. 

“I- .. Natsu-” Lucy swallowed, tried to find more words as her face slowly began to turn a few shades red, “What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry.” He said. His tone absolute. It wasn’t enough. He knew it wasn’t, but the firmness, the fact he wasn’t crawling on the floor in an attempt to make it funny, deviate with humor,  this was him: serious. 

“Y-you can’t just h-hug me and make it all go away,” She hiccupped and Natsu realized the emotions were spilling over again, but he chose not to notice. Lucy was embarrassed and confused enough, without his teasing. His grip only tightened, a gentle squeeze as he lowered his voice. 

“I know.” He said. “It ain’t like I think this is enough, I just… I really suck at this, Lucy, and I’m not sure if there’s anything I can say t’make it better.” He was sure going to try despite his doubts. “I remember everything ya’ said back then. Ya’ looked so,” Bitter, hurt, annoyed, “I HAD to leave then. At least I thought I did.”

There were many nights he wondered if he had made a mistake. It wasn’t often that Natsu questioned his decisions, usually trusting his gut decisions to lead him down the right track, but after his return? Guilt ate at him like a virus, but he had shoved it away the same as he had done for every negative feeling he had felt for years. How could he be strong if he let things get to him? How could he be dependable? The one Lucy and everyone else could always count on? Back then, he felt there was no other way and even now, breaking through his own inadequacies made his words jumble over themselves. 

“No.” Lucy answered, she sniffled and wiped her eyes. “You didn’t. You could have stayed. You could have been honest or- or… did more than leave me a note! You have no idea how long I looked for you that day! How much I WANTED to go too and you- !!!” 

She fell silent, biting back her words as she untangled herself from his arms. It left a strange sensation of emptiness within him, but he didn’t try to pull her back. Lucy was turning to face him, the extent of her emotions plain on her face. Red cheeks from tears and embarrassment he first noticed, but her bottom lip was quivering, constantly being gnawed between her teeth. It took everything in his body not to lean further to pull her lip down, saving it from the assault. Now wasn’t the time. 

“You already know I lost Aquarius,” She stated, arms crossing while her shoulders quivered. “You know how important she is to me, Natsu. What ALL my spirits mean to me. And I.. I- … “ Her tears dribbled down, dripping off her chin and an almost frantic, tragic whine issued with her next words, “I broke her to save you! To save Everyone!” 

That was it, the dam of strength, the final resolve. It bashed against the hammer of her words and she sobbed, covering her face from the force of her tears. “I wasn’t strong enough and had to-to… do that to her, and you just.. You .. left and I was so.. So…”

Natsu knew without her having to finish: Alone. 

He licked his lips, attempting to dislodge the words on the tip of his tongue. Her words were like blows striking against him, but with a fierce glare, he jumped over the couch, grasping her shoulders to regain her focus as he hissed, “Lucy! You’re not weak. You took on Tartaros by yourself and saved all our asses! I wasn’t there for it, but I knew it when I came to. I just knew it. Don’t blame yourself for that!”

Accuse me. I’m the one to blame. I’m the one who left. I’m the one who ran. “I’m the one who wasn’t strong, I couldn’t protect you. I couldn’t protect anyone- I couldn’t save my Dad!” When did his own tears start to fall? They stung his eyes, burned like his fire, but he forced his gaze on her, refused to blink. 

He couldn’t save Igneel. That was the truth. He had to stand there and watch as Acnologia ripped his father in half. Even after the death of the Dragon King, the pain and the memory stung like a thousand knives, it took his breath away. Inhaling sharply, his fingers lost their grip, falling loosely to his side. Natsu could hardly see the look on Lucy’s face through his blurred eyes. “What… what good was I t’anyone like that Lucy? I keep.. I keep goin’ through it over and over again, but there was nothing I could do. And if I took ya’ with me? Then I’d want to go home so much more, want to goof off, not take things seriously, I couldn’t.. I… I didn’t think I was good enough to be anyone’s partner then Lucy. I-”

I made a mistake. I know I did.  “I didn’t realize how stupid I was until I came back- I still don’t know if I’d do anything different, but I know I messed up, I know I did- but…”

A softness of slim digits interrupted him, reaching out to straight his scarf before Lucy’s face crashed against his chest, fingers digging into the fabric like a lifeline. She was in his arms again and he wasted no time in holding her close. This was a comfort. This was something they both needed, and he sucked in more air, matching Lucy sniffle for sniffle. He hated crying. Hated showing emotion. He hated seeing her cry even more. 

“We’re both stupid.” She mumbled, but no explanation came. Not then. Emotions spilled between them then. No words, only the comfort of each other as their bodies slid to the couch- grips tight around the other as they released the pent of feelings they had buried inside their hearts for over a year.  It was a new experience for Natsu- having only unloaded his full emotions to Happy during their times away from the Guild, but with Lucy? Somehow, the release felt somehow… cathartic. Like a rubber band snapping back into place after being strung tight for too long. 

When their tears dried, sobs settled and breaths grew even, Natsu and Lucy were tangled together on her couch. Partially laying atop him, Lucy breathed into his neck, and his legs felt stiff from the awkward angle, but he kept his hold against her. The room had grown darker, bringing the silence of night down upon the room, but he could light the room later. 

Absentmindedly, his fingers ran through her golden locks. It was a soothing sensation, one that calmed him. Lucy’s body relaxed at the movements and she sucked in air she couldn’t claim through her earlier sobs. With the well of their emotions now emptied, the explosion changed to a weariness that threatened to put the two to sleep. 

“Lucy?” Natsu broke the silence, fingers pausing in their movement as he stared at the ceiling so his eyes could adjust to the light. 

It took her a moment before she answered, as if the edges of sleep were fighting to keep her quiet. She didn’t bother moving her head, certain he’d hear regardless. “Mmm, what is it?”

“Please take me and Happy with you.”

She stiffened and the room grew tense again. Natsu bit his tongue, suddenly anxious. Instead of snapping as he expected, she pushed up to look him in the eye, tired eyes waiting. “Why?”

More words, but he’d already emptied himself out. What more could he say? He wet his lips, eyes flicked to the wall and back again as he wiped his palms on the cushion beneath him. “It hurt being away from you.” He admitted, cheeks heating up against his will, “and you were upset too. I just… think-” words she had spoken years ago sprang to his mind and he jumped on them, “I think it’s better when we’re together.”

Was it unfair? Perhaps, but he meant it. Meant it as much as she on the day she had spoke those words. He didn’t doubt she felt the same. He was positive she did, and the way her lips finally curved into a small smile assured him of that. 

“You know, I wanted to go alone so I could try and get stronger and finish my book,” She said, blowing a strand of hair from her face. It fell back a moment later and she frowned. “I don’t know if I’ll find Aquarius when I go, but I want to believe I will. I didn’t just decide to go on my own to spite you or anything.”

“I know.”  Natsu said. He reached up to tuck the strand behind her ear, gaze faltering. “If you’re sure you don’t want me and Happy with you, fine. I’ll accept it. I just…”

Like her, he didn’t want to feel alone. With the guild, the rest of their team, he was never truly alone, he knew that. Just as Lucy had her spirits, but somehow things felt duller, less bright, when the three of them were apart. He felt it, but did she?

She flopped against him, the tips of her ears bright red, but the sudden movement took the breath out of him. Natsu tilted his head and waited, wondering if this lack of response was her way of denying him again. He would relent, if that was the case, but he wasn’t the greatest at reading her, especially in moments like these. Just when he was about to accept the silence as an ‘I’ll answer in the morning’ and close his eyes, Lucy gave her answer. 

“Okay.”

“What?” Even with great hearing, that didn’t mean he could always trust what he heard. 

Lucy huffed, a soft giggle breathing against his ear. “You both can come. - but I lead, got it?”

Exhilaration filled him and he laughed- relief echoing into the room like a heated balm. His chest heaved from his boisterous cackle and his arms settled around her once again. Later, she might struggle away from him in embarrassment. Morning would come and they’d be just as they were before- best friends, with maybe a hint of more, maybe not. 

For now, they just were- and Natsu couldn’t be happier. 

“You’re the boss.”

Both dozing off, emotions and energy spent- Natsu took one last glance towards Lucy as her breathing grew even, face tilted to reveal the flushed, puffy cheeks. He readjusted them both for his legs to fit over the armrest and yawned. Unfortunately, just as sleep was about to take him, he peeked one eye open towards the window and realized he hadn’t signaled Happy as he said he would. Natsu was sure his partner would chew him out for the transgression come morning. 

He spared another, tired glance at Lucy and figured it was worth it.

[pink-imagines]

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request: Hi! Could I get a "19. raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly" with Bakugou with a fem!s/o please? Tysm and hope you have a great day/night!🥰

a/n: this one turned out way more sad than i thought it would woah

warnings: mentions of katsuki and Y/N being friends with benefits, but no smut, angst

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hand-holding 19. raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly

Late nights. The roads were full of red car lights. Traffic jam after traffic jam, you just couldn't catch a break. Well, not you but Katsuki - he was the one driving afterall. Both of you had been to work, so you were both tired, but no matter how hard you tried you couldn't convince him to let you drive. You didn't understand him at all. Most of the time he was kind of sweet, especially since he was just a close friends that you had... some benefits with. He had picked up the habit of driving you home from work, since it was on his way home anyways. You could hear him quietly swearing at the other drivers while you were almost falling asleep.

"I told you I could drive, then you wouldn't be so aggrivated at people just trying to get home.", you yawned. "And let you fall asleep at the wheel? I don't think so.", he huffed. More often than not you'd find yourself thinking about how it would be if you just let yourself fall. He was always there for you, no matter what, and you could basically talk to him about anything. Sometimes he'd literally just come over to your place to have sex and then leave, which was in your agreement. But sometimes he'd stay for longer. The nights you had spent laying on his chest, listening to his heart beat as if it were a lullaby that could sing you to sleep. Or the mornings after when he was making breakfast for you, walking around in the kitchen without a shirt just to show you what you had done the night before. He's one hell of a case to solve, and you just don't have the time to play detective. There was something different about him when he seemed to want more from you, though. His eyes were softer, his voice was still rough but a bit quieter than usual, and he held you in a different way. Your mind was playing tricks on you, reminding you of his gentle hands on your waist while you were doing the dishes a few days ago. A quiet chuckle escaped your lips. Katsuki heard it, he's attentive but it was mostly just because he refuses to play music in the car. "What's funny?", he asked in that quiet yet rough voice that made your head spin with questions. "Nothing...", you smiled, "... just thinking." Now you riled him up. You could never tell Katsuki that you were "just thinking", because then he had to know what it was you were thinking about. "About..?" As you expected he asked. This time around, you didn't have a good answer. In your tired state all you did was grab his hand and intertwine his fingers with yours. Casual hand-holding. Neither of you saw it that way. This was an enourmous leap in your relationship, despite everything that you had done in the bedroom. "Hey, what's that about?", he said and tried to get out of your grip. "Just let me pretend, Katsuki.", you said and closed your eyes, "In the car no one else is around to witness. Let's forget about it as soon as I get out." For once he kept his mouth shut and let you have your way. Katsuki's hand held yours and you couldn't be happier. "You know...", you started quietly, "... I decided not to date anymore, like a year ago. Love was too incontinuous." "What made you feel that?", his question was left in the thick atmosphere surrounding the car. "I fell in love with a douchebag a while back. I've never wanted to go back since.", you admitted harschly, "That's why this is nice. There isn't anything here to harm me." Katsuki kept quiet. Deciding to not voice his opinion wasn't his thing, so you decided to take a peak at the man beside you. His eyes looked thoughtful, but his eyebrows were furrowed. "Don't think too hard about it, you'll pop a blood vessel.", you said and closed your eyes again. You felt him pulling your hand, but you didn't let go. You thought that he was trying to get away from your hand again, and sometimes you liked to make Katsuki annoyed. But he wasn't trying to get away from you. His chapped, yet warm, lips made contact with the back of your hand for a few seconds. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Your heart was beating a mile per minute, but you didn't dare open your eyes. Sure, you could pretend to fall asleep but Katsuki knows you can't fall asleep unless you lay still with your eyes closed for at least twenty minutes. Still, you didn't let go of his hand. You didn't even let go of his hand when he gave it a light squeeze. Traffic cleared up quickly after that.

When you reached your place, you untangled your hand from his and got out of the car. Before closing the door Katsuki opened his mouth to say soḿething, but then closed it again. "Spit it out, what is it?", you sighed, standing with the door open. "You know I would never hurt you, right?", he said quickly. The man in front of you was pulling on your heartstrings, but you didn't make a single noise. "No, I don't.", you sighed, "Goodnight, Katsuki." The car door closed before he could say another word. You didn't understand Katsuki. No. You didn't want to understand Katsuki. Understanding him would mean accepting that you've fallen. And it wouldn't take long after that to understand that your feelings are mutual.

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[mammonsvulva]

Hi! Can you do Headcannons to start off? You can do whatever you want!!🧡

Sure! I was listening to Candy by Robbie Williams and this just popped up, hope you like it!! :) <3

(I’ll also do the datables later!♡)

The Brothers with a Bubbly but Shy MC

Lucifer❤️

At first he doesn’t really care

Shows the least bit of interest in MCs kind hearted gestures when they first come to The Devildom

Will act like it’s a waste of time sucking up to him

(but he super lowkey likes it)

Doesn’t want admit but misses MCs smiles and giggles when they aren’t themselves some days

When he compliments the coffee MC made for him one day, he saw how quickly her face went red- Realizes how easily they get flustered

Starts to tease MC because it boosts his pride

(because his heart goes sicko mode when they blush)

Finds MCs hugs also make his heart go wild

Keeps them around as a major stress reliever

“Diavolo needs you to fill this out-“

Mammon💛

At first he doesn’t like MC but then OBVIOUSLY he would literally die for them

Lowkey get those butterflies when MC giggles or smiles

Literally could just be being polite and he’d still want to blush

Loves MCs hugs because it lets the Great Mammon protect ya’

(He’s just in love bro)

When he got MC a gift for the first time and saw how red they got, literally sends him to the Celestial Realm

Realizes they also get flustered really easily too and finds it F*CKING ADORABLE

Will come behind MC and give them hugs just to see they’re face heat up when really his is too

Just the sweetest pair like look at them making each other blush like that💔

Leviathan💙

Doesn’t pay much interest in MC in the beginning, because f*ck normies.

When he starts to warm up, he notices how MCs smile makes him feel tingly and nervous

Gets super excited when MC giggles at one of his jokes

Immediately would degrade himself because he’s just a ‘Yucky Otaku’ (💔)

“They only laughed because they feel bad for me”

When his hand brushed against MCs when passing the controller, literally a deer in headlights

Started sputtering nonsense about how blushing is normie stuff and blah blah

(Obviously his heart’s about to burst and his face has created a new color)

Lowkey loves how MC get just as flustered as he does

SO. MUCH. BUTTERFLIES??

“W-w-whatever, Normie-e”

Satan💚

Stupid Human. Did they really think he wouldn’t see through the kiss-ass act?

Turns out it was never an act, MC was just, Happy?

Is intrigued by how easy it is to be happy and forgiving, because he’s never had it like that

MC has started to make him want to be like that too, it’s tiring always being angry

Starts asking MC to come read something with him just to spend time with them

See’s the red flare up on their cheeks when he said that this character reminded him of MC

Starts purposely comparing MC to the glorious characters of his novels just to get them riled up

Secretly starts reading Romance more, just for some ideas-

“Maybe MC will like the dominance the prince possesses over the princess-“

Asmodeous💞

Thought it was his charm at work when really he realized MC is just like that

Immediately noticed how easily flustered MC because he obviously said something within minutes

Definitely just wants to tease MC

Loves knowing he can make them go 50-shades-of Red doing the bare minimum

Thinks MC is literally the cutest thing ever, after him of course

(Although he do be feeling kinda threatened 🚫🧢)

Loves how bright MCs smile is, literally in love with the little cloud of hearts always hovering around them

Invites MC to his room for important matter which is obviously an entire spa day because self care>>>school and responsibilities

Maybe tries to go a little farther if MC doesn’t pass out before hand because hearts be pounding

“Here is my favorite anti-wrinkle cream! Use it every night and you’ll still have your gorgeous smile with smooth skin in 50 years!! ♡”

Beelzebub🧡

Likes MC from the start, because ‘They are very sweet, and I like sweet things :)’

He enjoys the company, MC makes him feel a lot better even though Belphie is gone (💔)

Loves MCs food and goes ‘:D’ when they offer to make him food or try out a new recipe

At first was concerned when MCs face went really red after complimenting their food, ‘maybe they ate something too spicy? :(‘

Concerned Beel.Exe

Realizes it was his compliment that made MC blush and thinks ‘Cute. :)’

Will ask MC to feed him just to see them blush like crazy

He l i k e h u g

Beel MC

↘️ ↙️

Being Wholsome

>🤝<

Belphegor💜

Thinks MC is a fool for being so kind and forgiving

“Stupid Human”

Actually kinda feels bad about manipulating such a wholesome person (💔)

After all that drama (totally didn’t almost murder them lol haha what are you talking about)

Starts to flake because MC is just so ‘:) <3’

Peeked his eye open when he fell asleep on MCs lap to see them blushing profusely, and he realized they really are just ’:) <3’

Loves feeling them heat up after he pulls MC down for mandatory nap and cuddles time :)

Belphie has the sweetest smile and it seems like only MC can bring it out :D

(-_-)zzZ

<3

[jjungkookislife]

Fic Recs 2020 Pt. 1

Seokjin

let’s get married [SMAU] @hangsangwithbts

Summary: seokjin has no intention of getting married, but after facing tremendous pressure from his family to finally settle down, he comes up with the brilliant idea to fake a marriage. the lucky bride just so happens to be you.

voice mail @joonary

summary: kim seokjin is best known around campus for his romance advisory podcast, voice mail, but to you, he’s just your lovable idiot of a best friend. but when he accidentally lets it slip that he’s fallen for one of your fellow peers, you can’t help but be a little bit curious (and quite frankly, a tad bit jealous).

Yoongi

cheers if you agree @out-of-jams

summary: If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t know who you were or even how to get into contact with you, Yoongi wouldn’t be posting all over Weverse for anyone to see. Not that he thought anyone would be smart enough to put the pieces of the puzzle together with how many people responded to his posts anyway.

snake kisses @peekaboongi

summary: You are grossly unprepared for the snake hybrid that enters your life. Yoongi is quiet and sneaks around you but eventually, even the cold reptile warms up to you.

under construction [SMAU] @luffles424

summary: In which y/n is just trying to figure out what to do with her life with the help from her (un)helpful friends

Hoseok

going once, going twice, sold @bxebxee

summary: But the real reason anything at all started with Hoseok was something much simpler, and probably wholly unexpected - not that you ever planned on any of the other members of the MBA Society to find out.You leave your unlocked phone in his car before stumbling your way into your tiny, studio apartment. And he sees a twitter notification asking you for further discount on your panties.That is all it takes.

just practice @lamourche

summary: The second time you hook up with Jung Hoseok, he doesn’t remember the first time.  You’re surprised.  It was only a few weeks ago, and you were in a broom closet. That has to be different, right? (Well, not really, you’ll learn.)

game over @9uk

summary: your boyfriend has been gaming all day without paying much attention to you. that is until his friends on discord brings up the moaning noises in the background.

you’re my kryptonite @dovechim

summary: Superheroes are immortal, they are everything we are not. The Krypton are a race of superhumans sent down to Earth to protect humans, and they are the epitome of nobility and protection. You have always believed in their immortal, God-like powers, revered and admired them your entire life. Your wish for your very own superhero is granted when you meet Jung Hoseok, a Krypton with the most unique, powerful abilities you’ve ever seen.

Namjoon

first, do no harm @yandere-society

summary: Dr. Kim is well known as the most skilled heart surgeon in the hospital, but when you notice his mortality statistics seem skewered, you discover all is not what it seems. Now, Dr. Kim is offering you a choice: will you join him? Or become yet another broken heart beneath his scalpel?

internet friends [SMAU] @bts-celestials​

summary: meeting through online, namjoon slowly starts to fall for the person who likes all the things he’s into. maybe having friends online is fun.

Jimin

reset @dovechim

summary: We are made of the pieces of what we remember, and we hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there are memories to call our own, there can be no true loss. But Park Jimin has no such privilege.

paparazzi (tw: flash banner) @chinkbihh​

summary: What if the roles were reversed and it was Jimin who was the fan and you who was the idol?  But what if he wasn’t just a casual fan, but an avid fan?  Maybe even a sasaeng…  

Taehyung

the morning after @softlyjiminie

summary: one night, full of passion, whispered promises and heated kisses. one morning, full of regret and unwanted memories. is a night with your ex enough to send you running back into the arms of the devil?

fake love @mygsii

summary: an arranged marriage between you and taehyung leaves behind feelings of bitterness and hatred. will your heart be able to survive, especially when you’ve loved him all your life, or will it fall apart with this marriage?

cheap skate @gukslut

summary: Who doesn’t know Taehyung and his lady? Cutest couple in town, I’d say, and have been since they started dating in their college days. Oh, that was a while ago, though. And still, they’re happy as can be in that place they have together. Almost hate seeing one without the other, y’know, it’s like seeing just one testi- oh, right, I’m not supposed to talk like that. Anyhoo, I only say that because I saw Taehyung at a jewelry store the other day while I was buying my sweet Jiminie his presents. Maybe that boy’s finally gonna pop the question, but I do hope he’s got a good plan for it. Something sweet and romantic. Maybe I’ll find out after Jiminie gets back from that cabin he’s visiting.

baby i @jiminsfault

summary: a one night stand with a stranger leads to so much more than just great sex

Jungkook

only for love [SMAU] @lysjeon

summary: for almost four years it had been just him and sarang, and he had no plans on changing the life they had become accustomed to any time soon, but of course y/n has to come and shake his world.

one time in your room @ubemango

summary: There are papers to write, and virgins to daydream about. (You can think about Jeongguk’s dick later.)

piss off your parents @littlemisskookie

summary: In an effort to piss off your parents you move in with their worst nightmare- a boy with tattoos, a rock band, and an irresistible charm.

departure @nomnomsik

summary: As a flight attendant for Korean Air, you’re scheduled for a thirteen-hour flight to Japan. However, things get intimate between you and your partner and co-pilot, Jeon Jungkook, when he realizes Park Jimin, the famous idol from Korea, broads the plane and blatantly flirts with you.

curiosity @hobidreams

summary: when innocent jungkook comes to you with a not-so-innocent question… you decide it’s easier to just demonstrate.

inkling @gguksgalaxy

summary: Jungkook is your brother’s boyfriend’s co-worker, they own a tattoo and piercing parlour. In other words, he’s tall, gorgeous, has his passion literally etched into his skin, looks incredibly good in a man-bun, and is semi-unattainable for you. Why? Well…you’re not entirely sure but him ditching right after a very heated make-out session sure isn’t a good sign. His extremely poor mood the next week sure isn’t either, but the only way to fix it is to face the beast head-on. Right?

j’aime @baepop

summary: You’re the newest hire at a local café and head barista Jeon Jungkook takes you under his wing.

pop goes the cherry @1oserjk

summary: jungkook comes back home to find you visiting as well, all grown up — in more ways than one.

skirt chasers @1kook

summary: “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.”

kiss it better @jincherie

summary: When one goes to Kim Seokjin for advice, it’s almost guaranteed to never end well. This is something Jungkook learns quickly when he mistakenly follows treasured advice to ‘be smart’ and ‘use his assets’. He just did what he was told! Of course, the execution was a bit poor… and embarrassing. But hey, if rocking up to cheer practice in a skirt doesn’t woo your crush, what will?

pay by play @yoonia

camboy!au

deeply poisoned @xmagicxshopx

summary: Kiss me on the lips, a secret just between the two of us. Deeply poisoned by the jail of you. I cannot worship anyone but you and I knew the grail was poisoned but I drank it anyway.

speeding ticket @minstrophywife

summary: Caught speeding to get home in time, you find yourself pulled over by a very delicious cop. Perhaps you can talk your way out of the ticket.Or,“I’m afraid I’m going to have to do a cavity search ma’am.”

OT7/Multiple Members

buttercream @minniepetals

summary: you were always adorable in their eyes, sometimes a little too adorable.

dulce periculum @forgottenpasta

summary: Devious and devilish, your two new impish hybrids never miss a chance to torment you for your hopeless attraction to them, knowing exactly what they do to you. But is sly sexuality and enigmatic allure all there is to the tiger and wolf hybrid, or do the depths of their eyes hide something more for you? Part ½

tropicana @dragunjk

summary: groovy punch sippin

amaranthine @koyamuses

summary: As the sole owner of Nightshade, a quaint bed and breakfast on the outskirts of the city, you find pleasure in rising each morning to tend to your guests but behind closed doors and within the shadows, you are the covenant leader to a group of young vampires who have claimed you as their mate.More often than not, your day is brimming with a mix of daily chores and back door deals that ensure the survival of your covenant. However, everything changes when three werewolves come stumbling into your life, all three of them claiming it was your scent that drew them closer as the words true mate ring into the silence.

testosterone boys @kiwiscript

summary: A little end of the year party tradition gets taken too far.

operation love letters @ve1vetyoongi

summary: When every student on campus is going crazy about a survey that claims to make true love bloom, your best friend manages to convince you to join in on the fun — except you’re disappointed to find out that your results just seem to be lost causes. That is until a love letter from a mysterious secret admirer turns up and you find yourself on a mission to find the person behind the pen — but you quickly realise it’s going to be a lot harder than you initially thought when you have 7 possible bachelors to investigate, right? Operation: Love Letters a-go!

our princess @iridescentjin

summary: In your newly established poly relationship, you are intimate with both Taehyung and Seokjin at the same time for the first time.

[boom-bakugou]

𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 - 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 (𝐧); 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥

bakugou x reader

series masterlist requests are open <3

A/N: i hope you all enjoyed redamancy! i have ideas for upcoming smaus with different characters and i hope you enjoy them too! thank you so much for all of the love

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[gallickingun]

Bakugou getting hit by a quirk that makes him all sweet and clingy whit his s/o? He just wants cuddles!

“You listen here, you half-pint!” Bakugou is collecting the sweat in his palms, biding time as he curses at the villain, “I’m gonna knock your ass sky high, you hear me? You’re gonna regret the day you were born!”

Bakugou knows the whole reason that he got assigned to this mission was because it was going to be a quick one - nothing more than a d-list villain trying to make a name for themselves by flashing their quirk in public.

He’s getting closer, stalking them down on the pavement as he feels the moisture building on his skin. He squeezes his hand, cocking the grenade-esque gauntlet on his right arm, a wicked grin on his lips as his eyes widen. The pin has barely left the mechanism before the villain is twisting in midair, legs twirling just enough to propel them forward. They flip, brushing the crown of Bakugou’s head with their fingertip - just enough that their quirk reaches out like tendrils to wrap around his body.

The momentary distraction allows the other support hero to blast the villain with a stun-net, trapping them and detaining them to the asphalt. Bakugou turns, dazed and confused, but all he knows is he wants to get home to you.

-

“Baby?”

You look up from your paperwork, hero designs sprawled out on the coffee table like confetti. A smile graces your face, “You’re home early. I haven’t cooked dinner yet, we can or-oof!”

Bakugou has you wrapped up in a hug, his nose nuzzled into the curve of your neck, hands finding purchase underneath your sweatshirt. He palms at your skin as he presses kisses to your skin, nudging the neck of your shirt away so he can reach more bare skin.

“Kacchan,” you laugh, drifting one hand through his hair, gently tugging, “everything okay?”

“Mhmm,” he hums, sending a vibration down your spine. “Jus’ missed you s’all.”

You know that your boyfriend can get clingy, but it’s never this open. Usually, he yanks you around and forces you to beg him for attention so he doesn’t feel like he’s soft. Now, he’s completely throwing you for a loop, his gentle murmurs falling on your attentive ears, the goosebumps on your skin from his ministrations.

“Saw you on television,” you encourage, tilting your head as he buries his head into your chest, tugging you closer around the waist. You face the ceiling, gripping his shoulders so you don’t fall backward, “Looks like you’re getting the recognition you deserve, fina-ah, Kacchan!”

You’re tossed over his shoulder as if you weigh next to nothing, his grip firm around your waist. Bakugou carries you into the bedroom and your pulse spikes, wondering just what could have happened during his day that would have made him act this way.

“Wanna take a bath?” he asks, eyes wide and round, projecting innocence as he lays you down on the bed. He tilts his head, reminding you of a puppy, “I already took a shower but I love getting to take baths with you.”

You raise your brows but he is quick to press kisses to the crinkles in your forehead, brushing his thumbs over your jawline. He smiles, leaning back on thick thighs, your legs captured between his hips.

“Hey,” you reach up to cup his face, turning him so you can check him for any head injuries or a fever. “You feeling okay?”

“Of course!”

His voice is way too chipper. There is a moment where you allow your mind to wander down the rabbit hole of ideas in which he is either a clone, or has been abducted by aliens only to be replaced with an opposing version of his natural self.

When Bakugou senses that you’re going to resist him, he’s touching at your face again, brushing away your hair and tracing your lips. He smiles, pressing chaste kisses to your face, leaving not one inch uncovered.

“What about dinner?” you ask, resting your hands underneath his signature black tank top. He’s always wearing it, whether he’s in his gear or lounging at home. You scratch your nails over the tops of his shoulders, watching as his eyes roll back in his head and his jaw hangs open just enough that you can nip at his lower lip. 

He blinks blearily, looking down at you, “What about it?”

You can’t help the laugh that parts your lips, digging your fingernails deeper into his skin. He lowers himself down on top of you, curling his body around yours. He’s all dense muscle and thick sinew, and you would normally feel suffocated, but right now you just feel safe.

“Kacchan?” you kiss his temple, the warmth of his skin comforting.

He slides his palms between your shoulders and the mattress, massaging the heels of his hands into your muscles. You have to stifle a groan, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Of course, sweetheart,” his voice is deep in your ear, kisses peppered along your jaw. You turn your head to kiss him on the lips, holding him gently with one hand in his hair. When you pull away, his eyes are glazed over, the red irises like cloudy crystals. 

“You’re acting sort of funny,” you tell him, unable to keep the skepticism from your tone. “Did something happen at work?”

Bakugou shakes his head, “Jus’ wanna be close to you, s’all. Can we cuddle?”

“We’re already cuddling,” you laugh, “wanna grab a blanket?”

His nonverbal response is to toe at the blanket at the edge of the bed until it’s covering your lower halves. You help him the rest of the way, tugging the edge of the blanket up over your shoulders as he continues to clutch onto you like his life depends on it. 

Katsuki sporadically presses kisses to your bare skin - the swell of your chest, your jugular, the soft skin of your throat. His hands move around the expanse of your back and shoulders, ever so often resituating himself so he can feel a new part of you.

“I love you,” he murmurs, voice half-asleep. His nose is at the cusp of your ear, bottom lip grazing your earlobe. “I can’t believe you’re with me; you’re amazing.”

The awkward laugh that echoes in the room makes your toes curl. You sigh, brushing your fingernails up and down his torso, earning you a few moans from his full lips. Katsuki rolls his head, tucking his nose further into the crux of your neck.

You kiss the side of his head, “I love you too, Kacchan.”

He’s asleep a few moments later, but you can still hear the echo of the television, the news playing in the background. You’re unwilling to move so you don’t disturb him, the gentle snores tickling your ear is enough to keep you still. There’s obviously something going on and you want to give him as much comfort as you can while he needs it. 

“Pro Hero Sidekick Bakugou Katsuki, also known as Ground Zero, along with a few other heroes apprehended the villain earlier this morning. After further investigation, the villains quirk has been discovered to be a personality altering ability in which she turns the victim into someone completely opposite from their normal selves!”

“Oh,” your lips part, “well, that makes sense.”

Hours later when Bakugou wakes up from his nap, he’s nothing short of bristling when he realizes you’re holding him like a child.

“What the fuck?”

“There you are.”

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[oh-boy-me]

How do you think the brothers would react to an MC that can charm animals like a Disney princess?

Lucifer:

To say he was surprised to see them cuddled up and napping with Cerberus when he entered his study was an understatement.

Cerberus only likes Lucifer, he’s lived with all seven of the brothers for ages and still only likes Lucifer.  So for MC to be using him as a pillow?  And for Cerberus to be ok with it?  Enjoying it even?  Wack.

Seeing his favorite pup and one of his favorite humans getting along hits him right in the eldest child feels.

It doesn’t affect too much, but he does brag about it whenever a mildly appropriate time comes up.  Like when your mom references a talent at a barbecue and you’re like “what no mom I’m not gonna do it on command.”  Lucifer is the mom.

Mammon:

Oh Mammon smells an opportunity to make some sweet bank.

No no no just hear him out, so MC and him will set up an “instant discipline for misbehaving pets” stand in a busy section of the Devildom, and MC’s presence will keep the animals docile.  The customers will think they’ve been trained and pay Mammon a boatload of cash!

And they’ll get out of there quickly before anyone can realize that their pets started misbehaving again as soon as they got home.  Profit!  MC can have some too.  They’ll split it 70/30.

His brothers ask if the reason why he’s so attached to them is because they can charm animals and he’s basically an animal.  He vehemently denies being attached to them.

Mammon why is that the part you felt the need to deny?

Leviathan:

“Can we get Henry 1.0 back????  Like, if we go down to the labyrinth under the Demon Lord’s castle, could we get him back?”  No you can’t Levi he’s bigger than your entire bedroom at this point.

Ok so Henry 1.0 is out of the question but Henry 2.0 the goldfish?  OMG the two of them could teach Henry tricks, Henry could be an acrobatic goldfish.

Constantly finding new tricks to teach him and texting MC to come over and help him with it.  He posts videos to his social media and tags them in every post.  He’s so proud of all three of them for putting this together.

He’s having so much fun away from his computer for once that one has to wonder if Levi was the one that was charmed.

Satan:

Charm animals + cat cafe = profit

If MC thought Satan was always down to hang out before?  It suddenly seems like he’s almost always free.  Y’know.  Just in case MC is available to go to a pet store or something.

Satan is pretty good with animals, but the really timid ones still evade him.  But with MC?  He could read a book surrounded by cats or share a muffin with a hedgehog.  If that isn’t better than the Celestial Realm he doesn’t know what is.

Secretly hopes he can catch MC playing with a wild animal because that would be probably the cutest thing he’ll ever see.

If he does, he’ll take a photo of it to use both as blackmail and as a bargaining tool.  And to look at when he’s feeling stressed, but mainly the first two.

Asmodeus:

Oh, a fellow charmer?  An ally??  Or, perchance, a rival???

Asmodeus makes a point to try to be more charming than they are, regardless of if they’re doing it on purpose.  They see a cat that they want to pet?  Oh kitty wouldn’t you rather be pet by ~me?~

Pet hair isn’t good for his clothes and irritates his skin, so he dumps his victories on Satan.

Because of this, Satan actively encourages their competitions.

Also tries to train them in the ways of charming things and people, but with little success.  Or, at least, none that can’t be attributed to Asmo himself.

Honestly leave it to Asmo to make petting dogs into a competition, I’m so sorry MC.

Beelzebub:

To put it plainly, Beelzebub thinks it’s absolutely amazing.  Adorable too.  When he finds out, he almost seems like a kid who saw a commercial for his favorite action figure.

He really wants them to go on jogs with him so he can pet all the dogs they run into on the route.

He probably also tries to sneak Cerberus out of the house to run with them.  MC can make sure he stays behaved, right?  There should be nothing to worry about!  RIP both of them if Lucifer finds out, which he will.

“Beel don’t you already have a dog friend in Luke?”

Even if they can’t go out with Cerberus, he will still want to become better friends with the doggo.  Belphie would probably love for the four of them to take a nap together.

Belphegor:

This could go one of two ways.

Option one: MC attracts puppies and kitties and other cuddle buddies, and he’s thrilled.  Nap buddies!!  Cute nap buddies!!!  MC you are staying right here with him and napping with him and all these nap buddies.

Option two: MC attracts something like birds and they won’t shut up and he’s trying to nap and MC will you please tell your bird friend to go away.

MC has infinite power in their hands, and it is up to them how they choose to use it.  Belphegor’s bite is almost equivalent to his bark, though, so they might want to watch out.

Can he really do anything to stop them, though?  It’s not like they’ll run out of birds.

Masterlist

[sandpumpkin]

A Rescue mission

I’ve been sitting on this idea FOR AGES. Wrote it up tonight XD 

FT the new Baroque works

Tagging: @one-piece-dumpster-fire​ for sandpumpkin content

“So where is this island exactly?” Hana asked, following Bon Kurei off the ship and onto a shady looking harbour not just full of pirate ships but merchant ships too “I didn’t see it on the map.” 

“It’s not any map. It’s an underground hub.”

“oh..Right..if that’s the case..why did I see a marine ship?” she questioned, pointing to a navy ship nestled between two merchant vessels. 

“That doesn’t matter,” came Crocodile’s deep voice, joining them on the dock “Do not wander off.” he ordered looking down at her sternly.

“Yes sir.” she smiled, making sure to keep behind him and next to Bon Kurei. “So why are we here?” she asked quietly,

“Faust needed some..medical things..” Bon whispered “That’s all I know. We’ll probably get some extra weapons and things whilst we’re here too.” Hana nodded and glanced around as they headed into the town which slowly got busier and more crowded. It was a hive of activity. A bustling black market, selling all sorts of sordid things. 

Through the crowds Hana spotted a large tank and was curious to the animals within. Her heart sank like a rock when her eyes gazed up a large bananawani curled up in the tank with no space to move at all, in a much tank beside it were several smaller bananawani and atop that a large egg in a basket. 

Drawn to the large bananawani she placed a hand against the tank “you poor thing.” The reptile looked down at her wearily. 

“Hey! What are you doing?!” Hana jolted at the sound of someone shouting and tensed when a tall marine grabbed her shoulder “That's property of the Celestial Dragons.” he snapped, shoving back.

“T-they need a bigger tank-” Her words were met with a violent shove which sent her flying backwards, placing her hands on the ground to push herself back up. The marine stamped on her hand twisting his heel as he leered down at her 

“Be thankful I don’t cut that hand off.” he picked her up by the scruff of her neck and shoved her away making her stumble again the crowd that had gathered parted enough for her move through “Just chuck a cover over it, we’ll move it in the morning.” she heard the marine order,

Tomorrow. 

She hurried through the crowd and spotted Bon Kurei waving at her and behind him Crocodile who did not look pleased. Clutching her hand she made her way towards them, quickly hiding her hand behind her back when she approached them

“Sorry..I got swept away with the crowd..”  She glanced up to meet Crocodile’s icy cold stare and looked back down at her feet in shame. He had asked her one thing and she messed up again. 

“Bones, take her back to the ship.” Crocodile ordered sharply, turning away from her. 

“Yes boss.” Daz guided her away from the group. He looked down at her nursing a bloody hand “don’t let boss see that.” She nodded and quietly followed him back to the ship. 

“It’s fine. You can go back to Crocodile now. I won’t leave the ship.” she said, offering him a weak smile. Daz patted her head and left her on the empty ship. 

Once Bones was certainly out of sight she hurried to the workshop to borrow a few tools and headed straight to her room. To plan. 

-

Hana was absent from tea that evening, she was probably lost in her sewing again. Bon Kurei went to check on her armed with her portion of food. Knocking on her door, hearing a response he poked his head in. 

“Hana-chan, I brought your dinner.” 

“Bon-chan! Great timing! I  have something for you! Could you call Bones as well please?” she said, accepting the food from him. Tilting his head curiously and hurried off to collect Bones. By time he had returned she had finished her food and was sitting waiting for them. “I need your help.” She stated simply. The pair looked at each other and that wasn’t what they were expecting.

“With what?” Bon Kurei questioned, watching her move to the wardrobe 

“Do you remember when we spoke about the Baroque Works? Well-” she pulled out two long jackets. One pink with swan feather pauldrons and the other black sleeveless with gold trip and a hood with the words ‘supa’ embroidered on the back “These are for you two,” she handed them the respected jackets. “Bon-chan I made you  swan princess tiara too.” She placed a white feather crown on his head and smiled brightly. “Oh, Bones, yours has a hood which is also a mask.”

“What’s this for?” Bones frowned, what was she planning. It was then they both noticed her own outfit. An orange romper with a jack o'lantern face on the front, an orange cropped jacket with wide sleeves, a black sash tied in a large bow at her side, odd coloured socks and a pumpkin sat at a jaunty angle on her head. 

“I just need to borrow you both for like an hour tops..please.” she said looking up at him hopefully, her hands clapped together pleadingly. “I made up superhero pins and everything.” she added, holding out the pin with a small sword on it. Sighing deeply, Bonez changed his jacket and accepted the pin. Bon Kurei had already changed his coat and was spinning happily. “Thank you!! This will be our first mission as the new Baroque works.” she grinned excitedly. She handed Bones a duffle back which was oddly heavy. “Come on. Lets go now. Croco-chan is in the bath. So he won’t notice us gone.” she said opening the door for them. Hurrying them off the ship and back towards the town which had quietened down now. Just a lot of drunken sailors and no one was paying them any mind. 

“Okay here we are.” she stopped in front of a huge covered stall and the sheet off to reveal the bananawani. Turning back to the pair who were standing with their jaws huge open. 

“Those are bananawani.” Bon pointed out.  Hana nodded turning around to set her hand on the glass 

“They need to be free.”

“They’re going to eat you.” Bones added flatly.

“I’m going to free them!” Hana said turning back to them her hands balled into fists “They need to be free!” Bones sighed, they were here now and she wasn’t backing down.

“What exactly are you planning to do?” 

“Well you are going to carry the big tank to sea, Bon-chan will carry the baby tank and I’ll get the egg.” she explained, handing Bon Kurei a white sparkly eye mask to go with his crown and she put on an orange one. “Go team!” 

Bones lifted the tank with ease and took the lead down to the small beach he had seen earlier. The other two followed suit. Once all the items were down safely on the beach. Hana took the bag she had given to Bonez earlier and produced a pair of bolt cutters. Bonez didn’t bother with slicing the lock off with aid of his devil fruit power. 

“You know. I forgot you could do that.” she chuckled as she pushed the lid open letting the water spill out into the ocean, the big bananawani flowing with it. 

The reptile splashed around in the ocean before looking back at them expectantly. “Of course your babies.” Struggling with the bolt cutters Hana freed the smaller bananawani who were a little more frightened to leave their tank. 

Develing into the bag she had brought, she pulled out a large tupperware box of meat and made a little trail down to the ocean. “And some for you mama.” she said, chucking the remaining pieces at the waiting bananawani, who lazily opened its mouth to catch the flying chunks of meat. Stepping aside Hana crouched and watched the little bananawani finally stray from their confines nibbling on the meat as they went. 

“Look at their little legs,” Hana gushed as they plodded across the sand towards the ocean. She reached out to pet one when Bon Kurei grabbed her hand in panic,

“They will bite you.” he warned, though he shrieked as one clammered onto Hana’s lap.

“Aren’t you the cutest~” she cooed rubbing its nose softly, “come on let's get you to the ocean.” she carried it the rest of the way setting it down into the ocean. The rest of the bananawani has clambered into the mama’s mouth ready to be carried away to safety. Hana quickly ran to grab the egg from the basket “Bon-chan can you fill the little tank with barnacles and seaweed please.” she hurried towards the bananawani one last time “your egg.” The big bananawani was hesitant and nudged it gently to her “but.. I’ll look after it.” she said quietly. With that the bananawani family were on their way to freedom. Bones and Bon were busy, so she carefully placed the egg in her back without them noticing. 

“Done?” Bones asked. She nodded triumphantly “okay let's put these back, cover them and head back.” For the last section of their task, they placed the tanks back where they had taken them and pulled the covers back over them, after Hana was finished leaving a finishing touch on the big tank. Not that Bones or Bon had seen it. Nor would they see for a few days.

“Lets go!” Hana hummed happily as they headed back to the ship “Good work team.” she said nudging them both “The bananawani are free and out of the clutches of the stupid dragons-” Both Bones and Bon stopped in their tracks “what?”

“Dragons? As in Celestial Dragons?” Bon asked grabbing her shoulders in panic

“Well yes. They were going to them..and I wanted to save them.” she said shuffling nervously “It’s not like they’re going to know who took them.” she added, pulling away and carried on her merry way.

“If Croco-boy finds out we willingly helped her steal from the Celestial Dragons-” Bon looked up at Bones “he won’t find out. Our secret..” Bon sighed “we should have asked shouldn’t we?”

“It’s done now.” Bones added. 

What was to come in the following days would certainly bring the secret right out into the open. 

-

A few days later. Hana shuffled into the dining room for breakfast. Rapunzel ran straight to her, shoving the paper into her face “is that you?!” She pulled the paper away from her face to see a picture of her with her mask standing near the empty tank paintbrush in hand.

“...I suppose it does look like me-” she laughed nervously handing the paper back only to hand a wanted poster held in front of her “Oh!I have a bounty-”

“So it is you.” Rapuzel said flatly “what did you do to get a bounty that high?!”

She shrugged “who knows.” she laughed again, still inspecting the wanted poster. This is awesome. Does that make me a full fledged pirate now? 

“If the boss sees that, you’re never leaving the ship again.” Rapunzel warned “you’re a walking paycheck. Miss Halloween.” 

“Well he doesn’t need to know” she said, folding the bounty up and placing it into her pocket, then taking the page from the paper and tearing it up “He’ll never know.” she grinned.

[ryuukia]

[Translation] Tsukiutaya Tokuten Short Story - Kimi ni hana wo, Kimi ni Hoshi wo ver.

Don’t ask me why I jumped over two short stories and translated this, I don’t know why either. But anyway, this story is really precious and focuses on Kai’s first love. And the recording of the song (like all the other stories). 

And yes, all stories have that card, but I’m usually not keen on using them for translation posts. And no, that title translation is official, I didn’t touch that.

Many thanks to Ryota for helping me proof this! Please don’t repost/reuse my translation.

I’ll give you a flower and a star ① [Kai]

“What a beautiful melody and words.”

Hearing Shun’s words, I nodded.

“Yeah, it’s a pretty song.”

And a gentle song.

The first thing that came to my mind when I read the lyrics for the first time was a nostalgic memory from a long, long time ago.

Now that I think about it, I might have told my composers that old story once.

About my first love from childhood. Our parting, and her final moments.

They might have remembered it.

“I send you as many thousands as flowers as possible/I want only my special flower to bloom……huh” (T/N: song lyrics)

“Kai. Reading these lyrics made you think of that girl, didn’t they?”

“Yeah. She’s basically never seen a bouquet of sunflowers, so I gave her one. She made the cutest expression possible.”

“Ah, we saw that together.”

Shun is also someone I shared my memories with.

As strange as he may be and contrary to my initial expectations, during an early morning he got interested in these precious memories and wanted me to tell him the story.

Judging the way I was speaking, the memories resembled treasures buried carefully somewhere in the depths of my heart for some reason.

I couldn’t expect any other words from the self-proclaimed ‘Demon Lord who loves everything’.

I know that whatever I say, Shun will answer with ‘That’s wonderful’ and maybe because of that my mouth probably opened automatically.

……There’s no pain anymore.

Only gentleness.

Only a gentle memory.

I’ve never imagined I’d end up thinking about it like this.

For a few moments I stood there immersed in memories with a dreamy look, then switched quickly to embarrassment almost as if someone made fun of me.

“So based on what this song says, I’m the one who gives flowers and you give stars, right, Shun?”

Shun laughed.

“Leave it to me, Kai. I’ll give your precious princess an ocean of precious stones that will sparkle in heavens.  Each stone represents the light of a star’s life. I’d say it’s quite suitable for the princess who holds the light of a dazzling life and who you loved as a child.”

“……. Seriously, you’re saying embarrassing stuffs! It’s really embarrassing!”

“Ahaha.”

I’ll give you a flower and a star.

I’ll give you a flower and a star ② [Shun]

The man named Fuduki Kai is someone very straightforward, big hearted and has a pleasant character.

He’s neither two faced, nor adorns his words (though maybe he should sometimes), and he’s occasionally rough, but pure.

Those are the kind of things most of the people who know him would say when describing him.

Someone like him may be perhaps the type to remember uncomfortable things when faced with a song written using such beautiful yet dainty words.

However……

“Being important to me, I want to protect you and love you so much that it’s heartrending/May these feelings ride the wind and sway the flowers” (T/N: song lyrics)

The voice who sings into the mic so comfortably on the other side of the booth is in fact serene and filled with acceptance (ah, this song was made for him). It’s impossible not to notice that.

An emotional singing voice that would make anyone’s heart quiver spreads throughout the booth.

“You sang well.”

“Seems like you’re in great shape, Fuduki-kun.”

The staff also smiled.

As I let myself go with the flow of the pleasant tune, I remembered my turn to record was approaching.

I let out a nice, practiced voice.

It’s not like me to be nervous, but after all this song is dedicated to Kai and his princess.

Somewhere inside me was the desire to put even more affection into singing than usual.

(I’ll give you these stars.)

This celestial love.

A love that is poured into this world without any favoritism.

What’s inside my heart, though it’s easy to convey, I would rather go as far as to put it in a song for you.

I’ll give you (the world) a flower

I’ll give you (the world) a star.

Simply hugging tight and smiling is something wonderful.

I’ll give you a flower and a star ③ [Kai]

“Ah~ It’s over, it’s over.”

“Good work, Kai.”

“Good job you too, Shun. You looked really serious today during the recording, and you were praised a lot too.”

“Likewise, Kai. You sang well. The staff also seemed pleased for not having to redo that many times.”

“Really? I’m glad then!”

After the recording of Kimi Hana Hoshi we went back (by the way, Shun got stuck as always at the nearest station and seeing the staff already knowing what to do in this kind of situation earned them my respect.)

Shun and me were walking side-by-side towards the dorm.

The recording did start in the morning and ended at night, but that sense of accomplishment we felt came with a taste of freedom overall.

As soon as we finished our job, it was the staff’s turn to handle the mixing.

“I wonder what the end product would sound like~?”

”The melodic parts were close to the solo parts so maybe it’s what you’d expect it to be?”

“Right? Uwa, a singing skills contest~”

“Your voice sounded wonderful, so it’s fine.”

”I’m happy about that, but it’s sort of embarrassing. It’s kinda the same feeling as when you’re getting praised by a relative.”

“Well, I guess so.”

Shun laughed.

Summer is right around the corner, and with it the air around is tepid.

It smelled like the air of a peculiar summer night.

A summer vacation night from my childhood.

Thinking about where I could go tomorrow, I rose my head towards the night sky and inhaled the scent.

“Ah, I want to see the sea and the mountains~!”

“My, already planning to play? Then we shall go together with Procella.”

“Shuuunnn. You’re always down for anything that involves playing. Your attitude is exactly the opposite when it comes to working. 

“Obviously.”

“C’mon, leader.”

Walking peacefully in this summer night.

Only a few stars could be seen from the city, but it was a pleasant night.

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[peaches-of-1]

Day 10 | On Tip Toes

Black!Reader x Dad!Namjoon

An excited dark tan little human woke up to their own inner clock and looks around. Mama or Dad must’ve brought them in here after they fell asleep on the couch. Either way, the young girl knew what day it was and excitedly climbed down the pipe like ladder.

She had wanted them painted like the candles in the Kwanzaa display on the special table, but Mama had never gotten to it. Mama was a busy woman and--

Wait, what’s this? There was a camera in the corner of the room. Ah, them again. It was Christmas Day, so of course the aunties and uncles came to visit and set up the cameras while they slept. Sparkling white teeth showed off to the camera and a small hand waved before the roundest face in the world turned to see its only match.

She quickly used her tiny feet to walk towards a face similar to her’s and kneel on the step before the doorway beneath the dark gray sign that read “SANTA’S WORKSHOP” in English and tapped a shirt covered in candy patterns.

“별자리, Byeol-iiiii. Wake up! Our grown up friends are here.” She notified her twin sister just like any good sibling would. “And it’s Christmas.”

Hazel eyes suddenly sprung open, “Is it really Christmas?” 

A stern nod before adorable yawns left 초승달’s mouth and soon two 3 year old bodies were fully awake to make a heart for the cameras like they usually did when are red carpets with their parents. Then they changed the date on their “color by day” calendar and began to hop around in their pajamas.

“It’s Christmas! It’s Christmas! It’s Christmas!” they were just as excitable as their parents for the holidays.

The two girls then opened their sliding door before holding hands and walking to their parents’ room down the hallway, knowing they were asleep but also oh so ready to wake them up to spend the day together.

However, they got distracted by the white lights that had fallen from the hallway as RapMon trotted beside them. The dog sat next to the wall and let the children enact their little plan before they continued on their way.

The uncle in the green tent decorated like a Christmas tree tried not to laugh too loud as he was the only one at the right angle to see this.

Dark skin and hair in a green bonnet was held closely by tan skin with dimpled cheeks that were even more noticeable as husband opened brown eyes when wife got wiggly. A parental Spidey Sense of sorts went off in both adults as she turned to face him.

“What time is it?” I asked in a groggy voice as a farewell to all the sleep I would’ve gotten if it were not for being a mother as well.

“Not yet. Pretend they’re still asleep for a few minutes, ok?” Large and protective hands enveloped slightly smaller ones and rubbed the back of them, the gentle touch almost willing slumber into his spouse’s eyes.

I suppressed a yawn before ignoring the door being opened by two giggling little elves. The door was always unlocked in case of emergency such as an early morning boo boo or a nightmare in the late evening. This was neither, thankfully. Simply two of the cutest little girls on the planet launching themselves onto Mama’s and Papa’s soft embrace.

The usual morning tradition of a four person hug and kisses for everyone ensued. Mom to Byeol, Byeol to Choseungdal, Choseungdal to Dad, and then Dad to mom before it reversed. Cross over and then the kids were excited and bouncing up and down once more.

“Mama, Papa! Mama! Papa! Guess what? Guess what?!” The twins said, jumping on the bed and claiming the hug of a parent for themselves.

“What is it?” Idol and father Kim Namjoon asked.

Byeol spoke up, “It’s Christmas morning! We get to open presents now, right?”

Choseungdal looked from her sister’s face to her father’s, “I really wanna open the big red one!”

I gasped in an overexaggerated way, “A gift before breakfast, isn’t our hug enough?”

“No.” She said, honestly.

“Fair enough.” I replied with a giggle while my husband laughed.

Then he spoke up, “Alright, let’s open a present then, shall we? One before breakfast and then we get all~ cleaned up to eat Mama’s yummy food, ok?”

“Ok!” They replied 

“Wait, Choseungdal.” Byeol said, “We have to show Mama and Papa how we decorated RapMon this time.”

The parents blinked and shared a look. This time? They decorated him again? They literally pulled us into the living room to see the white fluffy dog sparkle with glittering Christmas lights. So that was what you heard in the middle of the night. You had decided to ignore it since you had believed it to be a sound from whatever dream you had been having.

And he was just there smiling like a goofball. Namjoon said that they shouldn’t do stuff like that because it could hurt the dog, and he was too nice to do anything about it. It was a light scolding and more of a teaching moment because no one wanted any sad faces on Christmas. As my husband and I unwrapped RapMon,, Byeol-ie decided to go around and greet all of the aunties and uncles.

They were in Christmas themed tents to help make the young kids more comfortable. The crew of The Return of Superman always came around every once in a while, and it was usually the same ones unless someone was sick or quit or got fired, y’know. Choseungdal had taken a liking to one unnie in particular.

She kissed Camera Unnie on the cheek to greet her while shyly waving to the others. The twins had gained personalities rather quickly according to the family counselor we went to see. Byeoljali...had a more outgoing personality and would often speak up for Choseungdal who was rather non verbal. I had a suspicion that she was like me, and so we were always extra clear in instruction and repeated stuff a lot to make it easier for her to understand.

Byeol was Byeoljali’s nickname. We named her as such since she had light hazel almost amber eyes. Choseungdal was often shortened to Cho-ie.

They were both cheeky sweethearts, though. Both girls enjoyed creative things, so the crafts room sometimes took over the living room. Currently, the girls were not allowed to use rhinestones because it had taken nearly a whole day to get all of them out of RapMon’s fur. The older dog understood that they were only little and they had apologized in the form of treats, so he wasn’t mad.

My two girls sat down after picking out which gift they wanted and I was there with my own camera to take pictures of them opening up their gifts. Luckily, they had similar hobbies, so gifts were easy.

“On three, start ripping them open.” I said. “Ask Dad for help if you need it.”

“Appa!” Cho-ie said. “Help me, please.”

He chuckled and went to sit in between them just in case. I counted to three, and the box opening began. Byeoljali began to open up the gift with raptor like swiftness while Cheoseungdal made sure it was unfolded properly with hardly any rips. Yep, we literally had a moon child. How could we not?

Our love for space and the unknown was mutual, and celestial names were so beautiful.

Cho-ie had gotten a collection of new canvases with a custom easel since the other one was missing a few pieces now. That’s why it was so big: the easel had been set up top of the canvases and already put together.

She hugged her dad and thanked us. Byeol had revealed a new set of paints that included glitter glue too. Maybe it wouldn’t get everywhere if they were in some sort of adhesive already...or it would be harder to get off of furniture. Only time would tell. She sprinted to hug my legs and then did grabby hands for the phone so she could record us.

She didn’t have the best hand-eye coordination or grasp, so I said that our darlings didn’t need to take pictures of us since we already had other adults to do it for us. I just didn’t want another broken phone. Namjoon had gotten us matching chokers that we would surely be wearing out today.

I hugged him and kissed him on his lips, excited to see his expression when he got his gift from me. He opened the bag and gasped, almost in tears as he lifted out the headphones he had been yearning over for the past four months. My husband has said he wouldn’t get them since he didn’t need them and they were too expensive anyways.

He hugged me tightly. Then it was time for coloring the picture of the day while I made breakfast. Namjoon had prepared some stuff last night while I helped get the kids to bed which made cooking much easier. In fact, he had finished making the entire fruit salad and it was wrapped in the fridge.

“Thank you, yeobo! That saves so much time!” I called over to him.

Namjoon just smiled, “It’s my pleasure. I was extra careful too, so no hurt fingers this time.”

I giggled and Christmas music played while I cooked and The Return of Superman got footage for their Holiday Special. My voice sang along as I filled pie crusts with a mix of rice, spinach, and cheese before sticking the first batch into the oven for ~18 minutes. Although he tried very hard, Namjoon-yeobo was still a bit of a hazard in the kitchen. He mixed things very well, though.

Like the vegetables that would become part of our omelettes. I still wasn’t a big fan of omelettes, so I would just be making three for my husband and kids. Also, I knew two of the crew didn’t eat eggs. So a total of five. I glanced over into the living room and saw him handing the girls whatever color they asked for.

Every time he got it wrong, he would say, “I’m sorry, my princess.” and then give them the right one eventually. He soon came over to show me a pictue of our girls in front of their finished mini Christmas tree in their playroom. He took it yesterday and forgot to show me.

It was so cute. All of the eggs were done, so you cut two of them in half as soon as the timer went off for the breakfast pockets. I gave them a quick call to ask if they washed their hands after coloring. The three looked at each other and ran to the bathroom as I set up the plates and washed my own hands.

I looked at the camera people who were in tents, “What are you waiting for? I didn’t make this much food just for the four of us. Use the one in the guest bedroom.”

They were so surprised and decided to take turns to make sure at least two were recording while the others ate. However, they were family at this point and this was a family breakfast. All of them were to sit at the table and enjoy the homemade meal.

I told them that if their boss had a problem, they could bring it up to me directly. I was a child of four, so I knew how to make a lot of food in a short amount of time and still have it taste good. I had even made a few pockets without cheese because a few were lactose intolerant.

Then everyone was ready to dig in. Namjoon made sure that the two elven twinsies thanked me for the meal before eating. It was a very warm breakfast. It was lots of chatter but still quiet and kind. Choseungdal made sure to feed Camera Unnie a few times, getting a thank you in return. Then it was time for me to clean up while my love got the girls cleaned up, getting them to brush their teeth and all that jazz.

The camera people went back into their tents while one stood in the bathroom doorway to record.

Since Joon was an idol, he was usually very busy doing TV shows and making music and all that stuff. So, he got to spend most of the time directly helping the kids on his days off.

Once the dishes were in the dishwasher (the first Christmas gift we bought together) and Cho-ie was in her little Christmas dress, I started on making the cookie dough with the mini sous chef. Both Byeoljali and Cheoseungdal were adamant about bringing cookies to Taehyung’s holiday party. He and his huge family held one every single year, and we always attended.

My apple cake was always a hit, so I was bringing that. However, the kids wanted to do something too. I was glad to have the extra help in making cookies. It was a good distraction while Namjoon got ready first. He’d do their hair and pack up the cookies when it was my turn. The apple cake was a family recipe from this cookbook we’ve had since forever. I was stumped five years ago as to what to make since I had been bringing boozy eggnog the last couple of years before everyone started having kids.

Ever since then, I’d make two cakes just so we would have enough. Namjoon always bought eggnog or vanilla ice cream to go along with it. Every year had a theme, and this time it was pearls. I had found the perfect skirt for it and was able to get two of them. The second one were made into child versions for the young ones if they wanted.

“I’m gonna decorate this one all by myself.” Choseungdal said, grabbing the white makeshift piping bag and adding “snow” to the already frosted Christmas tree.

Byeol was decorating a snowman with edible glitter before Namjoon came in to swap places in the kid duty.

“Why don’t we let Mama finish up the rest of these so she can take a shower?” He said and the kids agreed, getting tired of decorating but not eating as the kitchen smelled of butterscotch and chocolate with a hint of gingerbread.

So, I finished up the rest of the cookies and was able to decorate them after they cooled and surprised them with an extra cookie for them each before heading into the shower to get all dolled up. I loved matching with my family so much! It was something we did often.

Namjoon had put on his black pants with pearls scattered about the legs and green oxfords with pearls in the heels. Pearls also lined his black velvet jacket that went over his green sweater. He put on the more simple looking choker out of the set he had just watched me unwrap meaning I got the bowtie one. He was also wearing his red beanie because he knew how much I loved him in it with a simple pair of gold and pearl drop earrings.

I was in my black skirt that reached just above my ankles with my red sweater tucked into it but outside of the green stockings I slipped on to make walking in my pearl adorned red ankle boots easier. With the pearl and bowtie choker, I put on pearl and chain dangle earrings. I decided to wear a green beret as well.

“Don’t forget this, Mama!” It’s the gift me and Choseungdal got you.

“Oh, really? Thank you~” I said and opened the box, smiling when I saw it was a classic Pandora bracelet.

My hazel eyed girl said, “We helped Dad pick out the charms to go on it.”

Then we turned to our kids and asked them what we did most every day, “Who do you want to dress like, Mommy or Daddy?” which basically was asking if they wanted to dress more masculinely or femininely. I was a girly girl most of the time and Joon-ie was more laid back but still well dressed as most Korean men seemed to be.

Choseungdal pointed to her father while Byeol pointed to me. That was that then. Namjoon helped our little girl into matching pearl pants and jacket with a green knitted sweater underneath while I helped our other little girl into her skirt and stockings with a red sweater that was covered in pom poms that were used to make hearts all about the top. Then we helped put them each into pearl studs that they had worn before.

Namjoon did their hair while I finished up my makeup and we double checked to make sure RapMon was ready to come with. He was by the door waiting for his leash like a good doggo.

“Good boy.” I said and rubbed his head.

The five of us hopped into the car, singing Christmas carols and watching Papa Joon get shy every time a song he sang with the other BTS uncles came on. Sometimes he’ll say which ones he helped to right and we’d talk about that while he two Christmas fairies played make believe in the back seat.

“Hiiii!” I said with two apple cakes in my arms while The two youngest ones held boxes of cookies.

Hugs upon hugs and bows galore occurred while talking overlapped in the forms of greetings and barking. J-Hope’s husband helped me take the cakes to the kitchen while Jin called for the host and his wife.

The children played with their friends while I was handed some sparkling cider by Yoongi, whose facial hair scratched my cheek a little as he hugged me.

“Long time no see.” He said.

“Oh my god! You’re back from America? Since when?” I gasped.

“Two days ago. I wanted to surprise you guys.”

Namjoon chuckled, “Well, it worked. I’m surprised.” and hugged his dear friend tightly.

He had been working on a bunch of stuff in America for the past couple of years and usually sent gifts for the holidays. A young man with raven black hair and pale skin approached both me and Namjoon and bowed.

“It is nice to see you in person, uncle Namjoon and auntie Y/N. Father has told me a lot about you two.” He had to be about 13 and…

I gasped and looked at Yoongi and back to the kid, “You can’t be 시우. The 시우 I know is this tall, and you’re a whole tree.” I put my hand near my hip.

He giggled nearly at eye level with me, “I am 시우.”

“Oh my gosh~” I beamed. “Well, it’s nice to see you again. What have you been up to? How’s school and your hobbies?”

“I got in a bit of trouble recently, but school is going well. I kept skipping one of my classes since the teacher is super ignorant. He is my history teacher and tried to incorrectly explain the Joseon area to me. I always show up for test days, though.”

Namjoon chuckled, “It seems that righteous rebellion doesn’t fall far from the tree.” and took a sip of his own cider.

Siu chuckled, “I have to choose an extra elective to do outside of school if I don’t want to be suspended, but I’m not really a creative guy.” he pulled at his ear like Yoongi did when nervous.

His father spoke up, “Your auntie here is a pretty famous actress.”

“Ah, I wouldn’t say famous.” I replied, my cheeks getting warm.

“Would you suggest I take acting? It is the only one I have seriously been thinking of doing.” Siu looked up at me with his deep blue eyes that he got from his nameless mother.

I had to nod, of course, “Stage acting is a very good skill to have. Although you’re not lacking any confidence, it can help you feel a bit more comfortable in public spaces. Keeps you accountable too. You have to learn your lines or you let the cast down. More importantly, it is a lot of fun.”

He nodded. Namjoon kissed my cheek and said he was going to check on the kids while I continued my conversation with the young teen. I enjoyed telling my theatre stories, but I am sure Joon was tired of hearing them over and over again.

Namjoon walked into a curious scene of nearly 10 children sacrificing his moonchild who was tied up with a jumprope to the side of a bookcase like contraption. He could just stare at the kids in various wigs and holiday clothing reenacting something.

Hoseok entered asking, “Why did it suddenly get so qui--”

Taehyung’s second youngest child came in with a bucket of water which Namjoon scooped out of their hands rather quickly, too in shock to say anything.

“What’s going on?” Hobi asked instead.

“Daaaaddd, we’re reenacting Uncle TaeTae’s TV show.” A darling little kid with blonde pigtails reached for the bucket of water. “We need the water to splash on Choseungdal’s faaaceeee. It’s her punishment for fighting on sacred ground.”

The brown haired father shook his head and Namjoon silently walked back to the bathroom to pour the water out while his hyung told the children to use fake water and their imagination instead of real water and to make sure the jump rope wasn’t too tight.

Not exactly the type of parenting the dirty blonde man was hoping for, but as long as they were safe, it was ok. He then recorded the children’s antics for a while to show Taehyung.

Although, it was another Hwarang member that he saw kissing his wife on the cheek.. Do Jihan and her had won favorite TV Couple nearly every year for the past 10, even that time he played a stalker. So the three knew each other well.

“Jihan-hyung, it is nice to see you again.” Joon slapped his friend’s back, making his wife giggle at the facial reaction.

“Ah, yes. Ouch. I’m doing well.”

Y/N giggled, her teeth like marshmallows on top of hot chocolate and Namjoon wanting to sip every last drop of her. Taehyung lifted her up and spun her around all of a sudden.

“You guys are here! I’m so sorry it took me so long to come see you. I was finishing up something for my daughter.” and then set his friend’s wife down.

She kissed him and his wife on the cheek before they hugged Namjoon. The older man had hopped things wouldn’t be as awkward this year since Tae was married to Joon’s ex girlfriend, but she was an awkward girl. She wasn’t sure if it was ok to hug him or if it was better to bow or just shake hands.

“지현,” I begged, “Please, just hug him or bow. It’s not that deep, fam.”

The three men laughed at how straightforward I was. It was like this every year since Tae got together with Jihyeon, and I was sick of it. I could not care less that she was an ex to my husband.

Jihan put his arm on one of my shoulders, “That is why you are my favorite co-worker.”

I laughed and asked how the kids were doing, not expecting my husband to show me and the others our kids playing “Hwarang” since the youngest ones were now learning how to read and Tae’s children were natural thespians.

“I need to sit down.” I said as soon as it was time to open presents.

The cookies and the cake were hits, and I had my fill of the food that was there. Gifts and friends were amazing. Whatever troubles we had been having throughout the year and were still probably were going on could wait until next year a week from now. Right now, it was time for an outing to the park for the boys’ performance.

It was a medley of all the title tracks they had done throughout the years with the last one being done by the kids that weren’t too grumpy. The boys were idols after all, not even fully disbanding or retiring, just not performing as often as a group.

Jungkook and Jimin with their spouses revealed that they were going to have their first children soon. Jin’s 10 year old asked if she could name the baby, making everyone laugh before it was time to pack everyone up into cars and head to the park.

Namjoon squeezed my hand, “Our kids will be fine. You will do a great job, and I will be there to help you as soon as possible.”

I nodded and he kissed me before going off to perform for his fans. Some older than me and some younger. I was there with the other spouses talking and momentarily checking on the kids who were being watched by the older children. Siu was the second oldest to Jin’s triplets, two girls and one guy who made 14 this year.

When the boys were on stage, it felt like I was 20 again, staying up late nights to watch them on award shows and festivals in the states due to the 15 hour time difference. Sometimes it was like that even when Namjoon and I were dating.

Now I was much older with two of his kids, Cho-ie sleeping on my shoulder and Byeol-ie in my lap. They would wake up soon because this song was their song.

“To my children” Suga and Namjoon said.

“Yeah.”

“To my stars and my moon. To my children.” Namjoon continued.

“Yeah.”

“I hope that I’ll see you soon. Your dad loves you no matter how far away and every time I look up at the sky I know you’re looking at the same one, same sun, same moon, same star, same love. Love you. Be home soon, ya don’t give mom too much trouble.”

He wrote a song years ago that was a B-side that got more popular than the title tracks. By that time, Jin already had his kids. Hobi and his husband had adopted their first child. Yoongi was back in the states for this comeback while 11 year old Siu was being raised by his nanny for a bit since the mom left after stealing several things and dumping the child on him.

서준, 민서, and 윤서 said that the children were ready for the stage and got the point choreo down as good as possible. My little elves woke up and yawned, ready to show off their skills. Both of them had gone after the microphone and the paintbrush on their first birthday, and it was no surprise that fate had decided they would be in the arts.

Choseungdal said in her small voice, “I don’t wanna dance today.”

“It’s ok. Do you still wanna go on stage, though?”

She nodded and held onto me as we brought 13 kids on stage to help close out the holiday concert in the park. Everyone went wild as several of them had on noise cancelling headphones since they couldn’t keep their eyes open so long.

The others danced and sang along with their dads having a grand old time. Byeol-ie ended up being carried by Namjoon while I had Cho-ie in my arms. Looking out at all the faces that loved my husband and their father, I recognized a few who had been with them since the beginning. They had kids too now.

In the car ride back home, our little elves had tinkered themselves out and were fast asleep with RapMon by their feet. I was exhausted as well, knowing the crew of The Return to Superman crew would be back tomorrow for Kwanzaa and the cameras would still be there.

Namjoon took one hand off of the wheel to hold my hand, causing my attention to turn from the hypnotizing city lights that passed by to the comforting fingers rubbing the back of my hand.

“Thank you so much for being the mother to my children. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better.”

I smiled and kissed his hand, making him smile and scrunch his nose, “Merry Christmas, yeobo.”

He giggled, “Merry Christmas, yeobo.”