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sgtjbbhasmyheart · 4 years

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Drunk Texting Is(n’t) Bad for Your Health- Chapter Seven

Series Summary: Talk about your unconventional meet-cute! Bucky receives a text by mistake requesting he prove he’s not Reader’s sister. The easy dialogue between Reader and Bucky sparks a natural friendship, but could it lead to more? Bucky still deems himself unworthy of any form of affection or love. Reader is hellbent to prove him wrong. With the help of some (meddling) friends along the way, Bucky may get his happily-ever-after after all.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2684

Warnings: ANGST, bad language words

A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for all your love and support for this series! Everyone who has liked or reblogged this week after week means the world to me!

A/N 2: I split their date into 2 parts because I wanted to give perspective from both sides. Enjoy Bucky’s POV first!

DO NOT copy or replicate without my permission.

An anxiousness bubbled up inside Bucky as he and (Y/N) stepped out of her office building and onto the crowded Manhattan sidewalk. It was five o’clock, meaning every other yuppie in New York was trying to get somewhere as well. Walking shoulder to shoulder with her felt like a feat in itself. Everyone around them seemed to be heading in the opposite direction, and they were fighting against the current like a pair of spawning salmon swimming upstream.

With his size and stature, most passers-by gave Bucky a wide berth. But with (Y/N), they didn’t. They jostled her like a small boat caught at sea during a storm; they gave her no mind in their rudeness. She fought to stay astride him as businessmen shouldered past her like a runningback fighting to make it to the endzone.

A feeling of protectiveness washed over him. Longing to whisk (Y/N) away from her place on the dirty cement increased with every step. The defensive surge fizzing right below the surface wanted him to tuck her into his side and glower at anyone who dreamed of coming close.

Bucky couldn’t, of course. He had to play it as if they’d only met a few days ago, no matter how much he wanted to. Instead, he grasped her empty hand and led her through the swarm of fellow New Yorkers.

(Y/N)’s hand was warm inside his, and the very thought of him touching her made his pulse quicken. The reaction wasn’t unpleasant. Though, it fuzzily reminded him of his teenage years. He was nearly one hundred years old! He shouldn’t be acting like a lovesick fool.

But here he was- swooning over a girl like he was fifteen again.

Bucky felt a yanking on his arm as (Y/N) pulled him from the stream of rushing bodies. Unmoving, at the edge of the rush, he found it was easier to breathe again. The fretfulness bled away once they were standing still.

He peered around, questioning why they’d stopped. Wedged between two high-rise buildings was a squat cafe. The shop’s window front beamed onto the footpath like the mecca it was, calling bystanders in from the street. Above the green striped awning over the entrance spelled out Deja Brew in colorful, blocky letters. Bucky chuckled at the play on words.

Towing the door open, (Y/N) tugged him in further.

Stepping inside the brightly lit coffee shop, Bucky was blanketed by the overpowering scent of fresh coffee grounds. It was potent, hanging thick in the air. Taking a deep breath in, he was transported back to a rickety kitchen and a second-hand table, where he and Steve would take their morning coffee and breakfast. The smell reminded him of simpler times. Times before all the trouble Hydra had caused. He let go of a nostalgic sigh.

“Right?” (Y/N) asked, standing at his side. He’d nearly forgotten she was there. “I love it here. It always feels like coming home.”

Bucky grinned down at (Y/N), understanding how she felt. The exposed brick walls, the tidy, destressed floors, and the primary colors being strewn about the space gave him a sense of sentimentality.

“I come in here several times a week,” she explained. “Not just because it’s convenient, but it reminds me of growing up.”

Bucky nodded in agreement, taking in the warm atmosphere of the quaint shop. “I get that.”

The pair strolled up to the counter and, presumably, the barista taking orders. Without looking in their direction, the young man in an apron spoke in a monotone, “Welcome to Deja Brew. What can I get started for you?”

A smile slowly crawled across (Y/N)’s lips. “Hey, Bryson. Didn’t know you were working tonight?”

Bryson’s head whipped up so fast; Bucky thought it might detach from his shoulders. His cheeks dimpled, and the corners of his striking green eyes crinkled into a bright smile. “Hey, beautiful!” Bryson beamed. “I’m doing a double--covering for Kari. I wasn’t expecting you tonight.”

“You know me,” (Y/N) said with a tinkling laugh. “Just can’t stay away.” Bryson replied with his own laughter.

A flare of jealousy twisted unexpectedly in Bucky’s gut. Was (Y/N) flirting?

Bucky supposed he could consider Bryson classically handsome. He was taller than Bucky with short, sandy brown hair and broad shoulders. His muscular frame filled out the black polo shirt he wore, but he wasn’t overly bulky- like he played baseball in college. There was a smattering of light freckles over his high cheekbones and straight nose. And eyelashes to rival Steve’s.

Was this his competition?

Bucky grumbled to himself and gritted his teeth as he watched the two giggle over some inside joke. There was an envious gnawing behind his ribcage as Bryson leaned onto his elbows over the countertop, inching closer to (Y/N). That was his girl!

Without warning, like a shaken soda bottle, his voice exploded from his mouth, dripping annoyance, “I’ll take a medium Americano, a chocolate croissant, and whatever the lady is having.”

Shocked back into the present by Bucky’s gruff words, Bryson shot upright. His startled green eyes shifted from (Y/N) to Bucky and back again. Bucky could barely contain his eye-roll as the other man feigned busyness after being caught slacking. It was apparent Bryson only had eyes for (Y/N), or he would have noticed she wasn’t alone, despite Bucky standing mere centimeters away from her.

Possessiveness tingled at Bucky’s fingertips, and the compulsion to wrap his arm around (Y/N)’s waist was strong. He wanted so badly to reach out and pull her close. Show this punk who she belonged to.

Regardless of his feelings, though, Bucky had no claim over (Y/N). He’d known her as Bucky for a scant three days. He imagined she’d known Bryson a lot longer. He couldn’t profess his desire to be hers in such a short time, no matter the urgency. It would come off as weird and controlling.

So, he resolved to bite the inside of his cheek and grin and bear it. He could bide his time, right? He’d waited seventy years. What’s another seventy more?

Bucky cringed internally at the thought of waiting.

“(Y/N), you know this guy?” Bryson inquired, acting as if he’d finally grown a pair, with a bite to his words.

Bucky’s pulse fluttered as (Y/N) turned to face him, a smile on her lips and something sparkling in her eyes. “I do,” she said. “He’s my date.” She grinned bigger with a cute scrunch to her nose as she said date.

Bryson’s eyes widened in alarm, then quickly narrowed in suspicion as he observed the flowers (Y/N) held. Bucky wondered, momentarily, if he was the first guy (Y/N) had ever brought into the shop. Was Bryson just as jealous as he was?

It wasn’t until he saw the almost imperceivable head tilt to get (Y/N) to step away from Bucky’s side did he realize what Bryson’s genuine concern was about.

(Y/N)’s brow furrowed in confusion as she took a stride to her right.

In a hushed whisper, Bryson asked, “You know who he is, right?” Bucky’s super-hearing picked up every word.

(Y/N) unsuccessfully tried to blink away her uncertainty, causing her eyebrows to pinch together further. “Who exactly is he, Bryson?” (Y/N) pondered, an edge of irritation leaking into her speech. She crossed her arms over her chest, drawing her sweater tighter around her body.

Bucky could hear it in her voice. (Y/N) knew precisely what Bryson had meant and was trying to draw it out of him.

“You know,” Bryson said, not even trying to whisper anymore. “He’s that guy.”

(Y/N) cocked her head to the side a fraction. “You mean the guy who the US government exonerated for any and all crimes he may have committed as The Winter Soldier? You mean that guy?” (Y/N) deadpanned, uncrossing her arms. Bryson stared at her blankly.

“What about the guy who got drafted into a war unwillingly?” (Y/N) continued. “Or the one captured by the enemy and experimented on against his will?” Her hands curled into fists as the tension in her body rose. Bryson’s eye contact suddenly became very jumpy, unable to focus on her now and for a good reason.

“How about the guy who fell from a train- survived- and had his arm barbarically amputated?”

Bucky watched (Y/N)’s hands tighten further, blanching her knuckles of any color. He shuffled forward, ready to jump in if need be. Although, she was doing a good job holding her own.

“Don’t forget about that one guy who was tortured and abused, brainwashed, and forced to commit unspeakable atrocities for over seventy years, all in the name of a cult,” (Y/N) stated, pressing her palms flat against the countertop and ducking her head, trying to catch Bryson’s eye. His face flushed visibly in embarrassment.

“In case you aren’t caught up on your current events, Bryson, that guy’s name is Bucky Barnes,” (Y/N) spit sardonically.

Bryson raised his eyes at this, and the look on his face darkened. “Regardless of whether he was brainwashed or not, he’s an Avenger,” Bryson sneered, his gaze sliding to Bucky. “And that makes him dangerous.”

What the hell was this guy’s problem? Bucky wondered, wanting to wipe the smirk off his smug face.

(Y/N) let out a humorless huff of a laugh. Her lips spread into a thin line. “No more dangerous than the possibility of being struck by lightning or getting hit by a subway train.”

Bucky chuckled inwardly as Bryson flexed his jaw in frustration. (Y/N) was really getting to him.

Bryson’s expression morphed into something more sinister. “I mean, are you really going to take the word of some ‘expert’ from a third-world country that he won’t turn into a murder-bot again?” The air-quotes in his tone punctuated the contempt he undeniably felt.

Anger blossomed in Bucky’s chest at the degrading mention of the Princess of Wakanda. He owed everything to Shuri. If it weren’t for her, he definitely wouldn’t be in New York right now but on the run again. Shuri saved his life.

Bucky took a step toward the counter, intending to do something, anything to shut this jackass up. Instead, (Y/N) placed a calming hand to his sternum, stopping him from doing anything rash. The look of disdain on Bryson’s face amplified the longer (Y/N)’s touch lingered on his body, and that was equally as satisfying as causing this prick bodily harm.

“While your concern is unwarranted,” (Y/N) assured, “it’s also unwanted. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

She gazed up into Bucky’s blue eyes fondly; a charming smile curled at her lips. “Besides, I don’t think he’d hurt a fly now.”

“It’s your funeral,” Bryson mumbled under his breath. (Y/N) didn’t catch it, or she paid it no mind.

The affection Bucky felt for (Y/N) at that moment swelled exponentially. He was in love with her, he realized. It was no longer just a crush.

No one, other than Steve, had ever championed for him as openly or as forcefully as she had just then. The adoration accumulating in his heart felt like it would erupt at any minute. She made him want to believe in love again. She made him think he might be worthy of that love someday.

He’d have to find a way to earn it, somehow.

Staring into her beautiful face and seeing compassion and empathy made him want to press his lips to hers. He still couldn’t believe she’d found him on accident. It was all so serendipitous.

There was one crucial roadblock obstructing his path to happiness, though. One he couldn’t possibly ignore for much longer without consequences— figuring out how to tell (Y/N) he and James were the same. But how?

Until then, he’d enjoy the ride.

“Hey, Bryson,” (Y/N) vocalized, her timbre a saccharine sweet. “I’ll take a medium iced mocha with extra whip and a white chocolate raspberry scone as well.” She winked at Bucky.

A scoff came from low in the pastry case causing Bucky and (Y/N) to titter in laughter.

“Wow. That was-” Bucky started, trying to find the words to explain how her coming to his defense made him feel.

(Y/N)’s pupils dilated, the gravity of the situation sinking in. “Oh, my God!” she said in a near panic. “I’m so sorry!”

Bucky smiled at her warmly. “There’s nothing to be sorry for.” He brushed a stray hair from her cheek delicately, his fingers dallying along the soft skin. The palm of his hand settled just below her ear, on the side of her neck. His thumb bobbed up and down with every clench and unclenching of her jaw.

“You must be so sick of hearing the same argument over and over again. People deciding your guilt or innocence based on first glances,” (Y/N) murmured, finally dropping her hand from his chest.

Bucky wondered if she could feel the pounding of his heart through all the layers of clothes he was wearing. “It’s nice to have a cheerleader, for once,” he answered honestly.

The corner of (Y/N)’s mouth quirked up. “I’ll always be in your corner, Bucky.”

His stomach dipped at her words’ implications. He whole-heartedly believed she would. “Thank you.”

(Y/N) shrugged in response. Over her bouncing shoulder, Bucky caught a glimpse of Bryson scowling at the two of them from his spot at the espresso machine. Bile churned in his belly. Bryson was turning into a nuisance, like a mosquito at a summer barbeque.

Bucky brought the hand at (Y/N)’s neck down to her upper arm and rubbed it gently. “Why don’t you find us a seat. I’ll finish up here,” he said, giving her a lopsided grin. She returned the gesture and nodded her head in acquiescence, sweeping past him.

Bucky followed her movements through the coffeehouse as she picked a cushioned bistro set positioned near the front windows. The waning light of the day cascaded through the clear glass, highlighting her delicate, feminine features. She was breathtaking.

Turning to face the dreadful barista, the grin on Bucky’s lips faded into a frown.

Bryson set their order down roughly on the register counter and proceeded to punch in the items on the touchscreen. He remained silent, mulishly waiting for payment. The death glare he wore seemed to be permanently etched into his features now.

Bucky could tell he was seething; the vein in his forehead throbbed with every beat of his pulse. Instead of engaging, though, Bucky smirked and slid a twenty-dollar bill toward the other man.

Bryson angrily scooped up the money. He bent his head closer to Bucky, gnashing his teeth. “If you hurt a single hair on her head, I will burn you to the ground,” he taunted, reaching into the till for change and tossing it on the counter.

Bucky’s expression never faltered. His exterior remained composed, cool as a cucumber. Inside, he raged like a bull seeing the color red. He wanted nothing more than to mop the floor with this asshole’s face. Alternatively, he gathered the littered change and dumped it all into the tip jar sitting beside the register. He stared Bryson dead in the face, a ghost of a smile still clinging to his mouth. “And if I ever hear of you treating (Y/N) with the blatant disrespect you showed her today…” Bucky paused, his voice calm and controlled. He leaned forward, pushing in closer to Bryson’s ear. “They’ll never find your body.”

The joy he felt coursing through his body as Bryson’s eyes stretched to the size of saucers and his Adam’s apple wobbled as he gulped in fear was indescribable.

Bucky gathered their drinks and pastries, pivoting towards the table where (Y/N) sat. He shouted over his shoulder as he walked away, “Have a good day, Bryson!”

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dutchforstrangers · 3 years

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EXTRA! DIGIWEEK DAY 5 - CROSSOVER

Let's do some headcanons, shall we? Last week @imaginedigimon posted these headcanons of a mixed Asian/Hispanic Sora and it led me to this:

In the Heights... I LOVE this musical so much <3 All the latino and dancing and vibing and yes! Here's the trailer:

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And like I said, those mixed Asian/Hispanic headcanons gave me the reason to think of In the Heights x Digimon Adventure crossover headcanons. And what better day to write such a post than on Crossover day 5 of @digiweek! So here goes.

The story

The story here is basically the same. There's a guy (Usnavi) with a store, inherited from his deceased parents, who has this dream to go back to the land he was born in, thinking that's his dream. However he was raised on this block in this city he's living in now, so eventually he's torn between leaving or staying. Simultaneously all the other characters have their own aspirations and dreams, but they shouldn't forget where they came from. That's the main theme and story, the characters will be quite the same from the movie/musical, but with some changes here and there suiting the Chosen Children and the relationships between them (for now I will only cover the 8 Digimon Adventure 01 crew members).

I want the set up to be a little different though. So it's not like a latino block on the Island Manhattan in NYC, but it's more like a city or village on it's own. Something like Big Hero 6's 'San Fransokyo'... Maybe 'Santo Dotokyo'? Could be. Anyway, it's a mix of Latino and Japan (that's actually a very weird combination. I like it!).

How about pairings you may ask?? You'll find out when you proceed reading ;D

The characters

Usnavi / Taichi Yagami: Of course my boy is the lead! He's smooth yet awkward, fierce yet cute, determined yet clueless. Sounds like our goggle headed fella right? So Taichi owns the store, like a true work-a-holic works very very hard. He's friendly, always supporting and beaming positivity. He knows the whole community and the whole community knows him, everyone well aware of his father's dream to patch up the bar on the exotic island they came from. Taichi though is still figuring out his dream and is torn between staying for the community (and his love interest...) or leaving for his (father's?) dream. Plus let's not forget he has some very serious salsa skills like a true latino! The dancing is on, gosh how much I love my Taichi swaying...

Nina / Hikari Yagami: Taichi's younger sister, kind and innocent, who followed their mother's dream to study abroad. The community believed in her and fully supported her like the little light she is, she being the first one to 'make it out'. However during her time abroad she starts to feel lonely and left out, gets homesick and travels back to her hometown and brother with the idea to never go back abroad. Though she just needs the courage to go through and that convincing might come from her community, her brother and her lover.......

Sonny / Koushiro Izumi: In this universe Koushiro, who works with Taichi in the shop, is a 'cousin' from Taichi and Hikari! He has been abandoned by his own mother -who probably was someone with a drug addict- but then he was taken in by Taichi's and Hikari's aunt and uncle..! Yes, this makes Kae a blood relative to Taichi and Hikari, being Yuuko's sister (I love that idea, although it makes both Taishiro and Koukari impossible...). Koushiro is a smart kid, quiet, but always there with his words right on time. He wants to go to college or university badly, the smart kid he is, but because he was never officially adopted and therefore isn't fully registered, his chances are low... Taichi and the community might be of help here.

Vanessa / Sora Takenouchi: WEPA VANESSA SORA! In the musical Vanessa aspires to become a fashion designer. Oh hey, that's such a Sora! Where Hikari wants to come home, Sora desperately wants to leave everything behind to start anew. She works in Mimi's beauty salon only to make money so she can move to a bigger city. It's kind of like a rebellion against her traditional mother who wants her to stay in the community and take over the flower shop. However she might be staying as fashion inspiration can also come from within the community and a certain someone she loves *cough*Taichi*cough*, but doesn't want to admit (this is a very self indulgent Taiora AU thank you very much).

Daniela / Mimi Tachikawa: The salon lady! Or boss is better. She is an entrepreneur pur sang and makes sure everyone looks good with beautiful nails and shiny hair! She's fierce, doesn't take no for an answer (no nonsense policy yup) and always has her eyes and ears open. And her mouth too, because the girl looooooves to gossip! Especially with her two salon companions (from which one HAS to be Miyako -and yes Mimi and Miyako are the lesbian couple-), ¡No me diga! Also: she absolutely loves to tease employee Sora by telling untrue rumors about Taichi just to see how Sora reacts. So sly Meems.

Benny / Takeru Takaishi: This might come as a surprise, because to be honest Taichi would fit Benny so well. But I went for Takeru as Benny, because Takeru can be just as smooth -and kinda sly-. Takeru is one of Taichi's best friends if not thé best friend (I love to explore that dynamic)! A best friend with a love interest in the best friend's sister a.k.a. Hikari. They are secret lovers who are not as secretly in love (Nina Kari and Benny Keru sitting in a tree... k i s s i n g) as they think they are. Takeru works across the street in a record store (yes, this is a big difference from the musical itself) where he takes over the community radio station in the morning. There he has a story telling podcast, telling fictional stories based on the stories of the community (Mimi always informs him with the latest gossip). Eventually he wants to go to college, just like Hikari studies abroad, to become a writer.

(Graffiti) Pete / Yamato Ishida: This is even more of a stretch, but bear with me! Graffiti Pete is a true artistic lone wolf! Spraying art on walls through the whole city and it's absolutely fabulous. He's Takeru's older brother, but was raised by his father after their parents splitted up, and also friends with the gang. Though he may have made some art on the window shutters from Taichi's shop... However, Yamato is not only a graffiti artist, he's also a musician, always 'borrowing' stealing records from the shop Takeru is working. Yamato is just a very mysterious guy, but also a very nice friend with artistic and deep emotional help from unexpected corners.

Piragüero / Jyou Kido: Haha okay, this is weird..! Actually this is great role for Daisuke, but because we're here giving the roles to the Adventure 01 cast, this one goes to Jyou. Simply because piragua (which is shaved ice) guy has a heart of gold and is super reliable, one of the oldest ones on the block, one who has seen it all. He's also a bit silly, doing this horrible work on the street, while he failed to become a doctor (so sad), but he brings joy to others! And also great advice, especially when it comes to following dreams no matter how big or small. Jyou is the one who doesn't let you forget where you came from!

And there are so many more headcanons I could come up with, so this might gets a continuation eventually. But for now, this is it (:

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years

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Courtney's Visit (OC X anime)

Curt gulped softly as he made his way from his hotel room. He'd been in Domino city for all of 2 days and had already won a jackpot, winnng a million dollars. At age 21, the skinny brown haired boy was set for life, and he knew that most people his age would of been going out and partying, drinking and having a blast. Instead he'd put 3/4's of the money in the bank and was carrying the rest in a briefcase as he made his way to a certain..place of business. He knew the reputation that this house had, how so many men had gone in so prideful or certain they were smarter then the ladies who worked there and how many had come out penniless. he was sure that with the 1/4 of a million he had with him the ladies wouldn't leave him broke and summoning up his courage, he walked into crinkles, house of sissfy.

Sitting behind the front desk of the lobby (the place was a former hotel with each of the girls having their own room and then other rooms having been converted into different styles of nurseries) sat the digimon queen herself, Rika and just the smirk she gave him as he walked in made Curt's knees wobble. "Oh good, anther BIG baby~ Hi there loser, Do you need a diapie change before we get you signed in?" she asked in a voice dripping with fake kindness and venom. "I..I..I.." Curt stammered and was glad he'd worn black jeans here, as a small trickle of pee escaped into the crotch of them. "t-t-today loser!" Rika mocked and gestured to a chair in front of her desk. "C-Can't we uh..go somewhere private to t-talk?" he asked, looking around the lobby where some girls, not working were hanging out, having drinks and snickered. "Why? you really think anyone who see's you in here thinks your anything but a diaper wearing loser?" Rika asked bluntly. "You DID see the big old sign on the front of the building right? if anyone was going to snicker and call you out on it that didn't know what you are, it would of been someone on the street. now come sit down." Curt practically dashed over as Anzu nudged Rukia and whispered something in her ear, the action distracting him and he tripped and fell onto all fours. Rika just laughed and stood up, looking down at him. "Awww, did baby fall and go boom?" she mocked. "I better make a note that your a crawler." she added, taping away on the computer in front of her. Curt whimpered and got into the chair. "A-Actually I'm not so big on cra-" he started to say, but he was cut off "Fuck you. I say your a crawler, your a fucking crawler." She snapped. "Now what's your name loser? I just need a first one, none of your dip shits ever give a real last name anyways." "I..it's Curt." "ok then Curt..do you have a stupid little diaper baby name you'll want you're mommy or mommies to call you?" she asked, typing away. "I uh..Courtney." Curt said, cheek's burning red. "Ohhh a little SISSY BABY~" Rika said with delight, raising her voice and getting chuckles from around the room. "Are you diapered already little missy?" She asked. "N-No Ma'am." "bad girl, I'll put in a note to have you spanked. Little sissies like you should NEVER go without thick puffy diapers on letting everyone know what you are." "but I do-" "I'm sorry, did I word that in a way that made you THINK it was your choice?" She asked, daring him to defy her. "That's what i thought. now of course your a diaper filling and pissing sissy baby right Courtney?' She asked. "Y-yesh Ma'am." Curt said, his voice taking on the lisp and softer tone it always did when his clitty got all stuff. "wow, like sandblasting a soup cracker. I bet your a pay piggy too aren't you? Oink for me if you are." "I..uh..Oink." Curt said. "Knew i smelled bacon when you came in. Well Missy, just a few more questions. How frilly and stupid do you want your outfit to be?" "S-Super girly and frilly pwease." Courtney said, not even able to think of himself as Curt anymore. "and of course you wanna be sent home when this is done in your sissy baby outfit for public humiliation. " she said, typing again. "One mommy or two loser?" "I..um..Two pwease." Courtney said. "so, let's recap. you're going to be a crawling thickly diapered pay piggy loser, who's gonna be spanked and fill your diapers to the brim, then get kicked the fuck out of here with your keys and wallet or what not in a cute little purse and your boy clothes destroyed. Is that correct sir?" she asked, smirking. Courtney whimpered and squirmed, anther spurt of pee coming out in his pants and he nodded his head. "That'll be $130,000 please then, Paid in advance. with a extra 20,000 fee for every time you cum, and 50,000 for a diaper change. Of course if you wanna pay for a cummie up front you're more then welcome too." She laughed. Courtney gulped, he knew this place was stupid expensive but he hadn't thought it was gonna be this bad. but the cruel attuide of Rika and the way the other girls snickered, he did something very very stupid in his horny haze. "I..I have $ 250,000 in here..can..can i just give this to you and go meet my mommies pwease Miss Rika?" he asked. whistles were heard in the lobby and Rika snickered. "of course you can~ I already sent them your work form." she said taking the briefcase from him and putting it in a safe. "Follow me sissykins and remember, crawl or auntie spanks!" Courtney whimpered, eyes watering up but he slid down to the floor and crawled behind Rika who he was now thinking of as auntie, and to her total delight, he started to oink softly.

May was dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants and white socks, a baggy dark pink t-shirt reading 'queen bitch' in white text covering her top with her bandanna on, while Kari was wearing a baggy pair of shorts, black, with no socks on and a white t-shirt that was just plain. Both girls looked up and smirked as Courtney was lead into the pink nursery and chuckled. "so this is the bigggg spender~ I'm almost sorry i have to spank someone who's gonna be spoiling his mommies so well." she giggled, getting up and coming over, bending down and pinching Courtney's cheek. "I'm not. If he wanted to get out of a spanking he should of brought HALF a million. clearly the fucking loser can afford it." Kari said, coming over and scowling. "Don't think I don't know who you are, I watch the news." Courtney gulped at that, he'd been hoping neither of them would know who he was. "anyways, I'll leave you ladies too it. oh, and before i leave, while we were coming up here Little Courtney BEGGED me to stress he wants orgasm denial." Rika lied, then left before the poor sissy could argue. "wow, quarter of a mil and you don't even wanna cum? my kinda loser~" May laughed. "Well loser, since your spending soo much we'll let you choose, which one of us do you want to spank you? me, or May." Kari said, smirking with a evil gleam in her eye. "I..I want Mommy May to spank me." Courtney said, since so far May had been the sweeter of the two. "Awww ok sweetie, though you reallly should of picked Kari. She just half asses her spanking. I believe in giving the customer everything they paid for!" May chuckled and went over to a spanking stool, picking up a wooden hair brush. "heh yeah,., she's brutal. anyways. lose the boy clothes pig." Kari ordered. Courtney whimpered but did as he ordered,with the two mommies laughing had as they saw his piss stained hello kitty panties, and laughing harder still as they saw his hairless 1 inch wonder. "Awww, not fully hard yet because your scared?" may giggled, wiping a tear from her eye. "I..I'm actually..rock hard." the sissy admitted, looking down. a fresh wave of laughter filled the room and his clitty twitched and throbbed as they did so.

laying across May's lap, Courtney was shaking a little even as she rubbed his back. "shhh it's gonna be ok." she said and giggled. "actually that's a bold face lie, this is going to hurt like a mother fucker, but you know, I figured you'd wanna hear some sappy shit like that first." before the sissy could say anything the hair brush came down hard and he cried out in pain, a little trickle of piss escaping from his baby dick and going between may's spread legs into a dog dish they had set down. "even if you don't drink it, you wouldn't believe what some perverts online will pay to drink 'our' piss, when we just sell them sissy pee!" Kari snickered. Courtney barley heard her as the brush came down over and over again, redding then bruising his buns but despite the pain and the humiliation (or maybe BECAUSE of the the humiliation) he was still rock hard! "wow, you must REALLY love getting your ass beat!" Kari said, a hand down the front of her shorts. watching little loser like this always got her so fucking wet. "Don't think it's gonna earn you any brownie points though, I already tossed your shit out in the hall and it's gonna be burned." Sliding her hand out of her pants she took his wallet and went over to a desk where a note pad was, and looking though his wallet started to take some notes. "If you want her to stop go ahead and ask, but that'll add anther five minutes to your silly Lil spanking." may said. "or I can stop now and while Kari writes down all the information she can about you, we'll get you in a nice thick fluffy diaper and some plastic panties." "I..I want my diapies!"Courtney said, unable to handle the spanking anymore and the girl's just laughed. "Good girl~"

Flat on his back Courtney was powder and then taped into a thick massive pink diaper. the girls giggled and teased him about how NORMALLY they had to shave a man but either Courtney was SUCH a sissy he never got his pubes or he just shaved them himself. a fat cockfier was stuffed in his mouth, the dick shaped nipple reducing any protests to whimper and the mouth guard was in a nice shade of dull pink with white text saying it was widdle Courtney's mute button as they oiled him up Courtney whimpered as may then Kari then back and forth slipped their fingers deep in him, though unknown to the sissy they weren't just fingering his sissy pussy. nice and slick they powered the big baby then pulled a custom ordered diaper that was equal to at like 16-18 diaper of a no name brand's thickness (while being so massive and hot pink, with stenciled in words like sissy, loser, faggot, cocksucker and the like covering the surface) as the diaper was taped closed Courtney did the only thing he could with two cruel, mean mommies looking down at him he started to rock his hips and make baby love to his massive diaper as they laughed "awww, somebody wuv him's diapies, yes he does!" May coo'ed and pressed her foot down on the front of Courtney's diapers. the little sissy humped like crazy and was SO close to making baby milk when Kari shoved her off. "Hey! no cummies remember? sheesh! you';re gonna get us BOTH fired when he whines we let him cum hard in his diapers!" Kari said and then winked at Courtney. the big baby whined loudly even with his mouth stuffed and May snickered. "oh i can tell, I'm guessing that's him whimpering about how I almost let him go cum cums~" Courtney toyed with shaking his head no, to tell them he wanted to spurt in his sissy diapers while they called him every name in the book, but just couldn't bring himself to spit out the fat cock shaped nipple from his mouth. "Come on loser, time to sit up so we can get your pretty widdle dress on." Kari teased, holding out a SHORT pink party style little girl dress, with puffy shoulders and white lace trim on the hem and sleeves. "What do you think Lil lady? is it girly enough for you?" May giggled. Sitting up on his thick pampered diaper butt, Sissy Courtney sucked hard and fast and rocked back and forth on his diapered butt, trying to rub his nub as he reached out for the dress with his hands. Naturally both girls responded the only way they could. with hysterical laughter. "Bwhahahaha! Oh my god!" May laughed, taking out her phone and record his pathetic display. "Don't you have ANY fucking pride as a man?" Kari asked sneer, and took out what Courtney realized was HIS phone and was taking pictures! Still he couldn't get himself to stop right till Kari put her left foot on his face, mashing it against his nose lightly, till she kicked and knocked him on his back. "enough you little loser! now sit the fuck up and be good or we'll toss you out early, and I'll send those picture I just took to ALL your contracts." The idea of his family and friends seeing him like this made Courtney wet his diapers a little and as he sat up, though it was hard, he managed to control himself as they tugged the dress on him. naturally it didn't even come close to covering up his massive diapers and his 'mommies' helped him stand up and made him strike pose after pose in his shameful outfit. It was of course Kari who had the next evil idea, and she took Courtney's photo id card and tapped it to the back of his diapers so when he was crawling everyone would be able to see who he really was. May, not wanting to be outdone brain stormed then smirked. "Ok loser, time for you to get a whiff of one of your mommies, lay back down so I can sit on your stupid face and smother it with my bubble butt. And you better stay still or I'll have to unleash my 'poison gas' attack." She chuckled. "Ugh, listen loser, if you make me have to smell her farts your in for it!" Kari warned. "oh come on Kari, we both know with the kinda total loser Courtney here is.. He'll sniff and huff up all my ass gas." may snickered and then with the loser on his back, she plopped down.

Courtney found himself in total darkness as the bubble butt of May covered his face, but she wiggled around and made sure that his nose was lodged between her cheeks. She had also made it so he couldn't spit out his paci, and so the only air he could get was tainted by the smell of her crack. 'ugh! does this bitch even wipe?!?' Courtney thought and squirmed a little under the bubble butt. He only squirmed for maybe all of 2.5 seconds but true to her word, May unlessed a fart right up poor Courtney's nose, making the sissies eyes water. that however wasn't even the worse of it as his diapered crotch took a kick from Kari, not hard enough to really hurt but clearly a warning. he could of sworn she was saying something but with his whole world experience now being the bubble butt of a trainer he'd had a crush on for ages, he couldn't make it out. Trying to appease May and there for Kari before things got too out of control he wiggled his face a little differently, giving May's ass a Eskimo kiss. "oh my god! he's making out with my rotten ass!" Squealed may in delight, laughing. "..really? guess he really DOES love huffing farts. so no fucking excuses! huff better!" Kari growled and lightly tapped Courtney's balls with her foot again as a warning. A series of poots later and Courtney huffing as hard as he could lead to the sissy blacking out.

Courtney came to a little while later, but he was locked in a high chair and was being force feed some sort of awful bland paste. with his arms pinned under the tray and his wrists shackled anyways, all he could do was whine and whimper and swallow the muck as he looked over to where Kari and May were browsing Facebook..what a second, HIS Facebook! "Oh wow, who'd of thought a sissy baby dweeb like him could HAVE so many friends." Kari said. "eh, he likely just friended every hot girl and guy he could find so when he worked himself all up they could all see what a baby he is. Oh, he went to high school with that one." Mat said, then jabbed at the screen and happened to look over her shoulder. "Oh hey stinkerella! About time you rejoined the party. me and Kari kept ourselfs busy and made sure not to turn off the clock so you could pay for nothing for a whoooole half hour~" Courtney tried to protest though his feeding gag, and nodded at the computer. of course he couldn't get any words out as his tummy filled up and started to crap. "Hmm? Oh! well we both know you wanna fill your diapers to the brim and waddle home sobbing in shame and semi broke...buttt since we're not letting you spurt your gross sissy milk me and Kari figured you deserved a little bonus. We know a guy or two who are computer wizards and with your personal information it wasn't all that hard to find your Facebook and hack into it." May said bright and chipper. Kari turned around and smirked. "So we talked about it and decided while outing you to five of your friends online is normally a very costly thing, we'll toss it in for free for you JUST because we think SO much of you." Both girls laughed at that while a red faced Courtney shook his head no even as his dicklet throbbed yes in his soggy diaper. "Awww, do you not want out gift?" May asked looking hurt. "how rude! here we are being kind and it's not enough for you?!?" Kari huffed, looking pissed off but playing a role and noticing how the high fiber paste was almost all in the sissy now. "Some sissies are just SO greedy!" May complained, also hamming it up. "but fine, if just five of your friends finding out about what a diaper shitting sissy baby LOSER you are isn't enough for you..we can always do a public post. buttt that's gonna cost you the rest of the session." Kari said. Courtney's eyes went wide as saucers and he shook his head no over and over again even as the last of the paste went in, only pausing as May came over. she unhooked the feeding gag and wiped Courtney's mouth and smiled. "Now, tell the truth little one. do you really not wanna be OUTED to everyone you know, seen as the loser sissy baby you are?" She asked, leaning down and talking into his ear and patting the front of his diapers. Courtney went toi answer no but it came out a whimpering moan as his soggy diapers were mushed and played with, his 'dinner' already wanting to come out the back and fill his diapies. "Hmm? I dunno Kari, did that sound like a 'don't post me!~' to you, or a 'I'm a stupid loser, ruin me!'?"May asked. "I'd say a little bit of both." Kari said, and was hooking up her camera to the computer, and started to make the post, making sure to use pictures of Courtney they had taken THAT date, with a date stamp in case Courtney tried to claim later they were old pictures. "I'll tell you what Princess..I don't really trust a dumb sissy baby who's about to shit himself to tell the truth.. so we'll go by what your cock says. If you can keep from going goo goo gaga till you crap your huggies, we'll call off your Facebook outing. but if you go cum cums before then..Cliccccck~ your famous!" May said and giggled ever so sweetly and Courtney whined and squirmed, just having May this close and everything else had him at the bursting point! "D-Deal!" he squeaked out. "Not like you had a choice, but good to know your on board." May snickered.

Moving the high chair over took some effort, but it was a labor of love so it was worth it. Of course that love was of money and ruining boys, but it was still love so May was sure it counted. Maybe. Truthfully May wasn't sure if Courtney would actually make it. Normally she'd of bet on his cock head going off first but the boys guts were stuffed and this was the extra powerful stuff that Poison ivy had cooked up in her lab. May had had a tea spoon of the stuff once and hadn't been able to stop shitting for a hour! If she was a betting woman (and of course she was) May bet that the only thing keeping the sissy from messing was the tight confines of the high chair, but even that wouldn't help for too much longer. Courtney was mostly ignoring her to stare and whimper as Kari arranged the photos and made sure it was only ever Courtney in the shots, before starting to type out a heart felt message 'from' Courtney to his FB friends.

'Just so everyone knows, I'm not now, nor have I ever been a man, let along a boy. Nor am I a women or a girl. i'm not transgender, I'm just a little whimpering sissy loser humiliation junkie who gets off pooping and peeing in thick massive diapers while dressed like a baby girl. I've decided to take the ultimate plunge and hope that all of you, no matter HOW much I beg and whine, refuse to let this go away. Hugs and kisses Little sissy baby Courtney (formerly stupid stinky Curt)'

Reading the message over, Courtney was jerking back and forth in his high chair, Moaning and whimpering though whether he was trying to cum or trying to crap himself, that was a question May doubted even Courtney knew the answer to. "N-No..Please..Ugh..Don't..don't.." The sissy whined, bubbly farts escaping and May gagging and pulling away, holding her nose. "whew! I am SO glad we're not gonna have to change him." May said. "tell me about it..not even Tai is that toxic and he licks toilets for a living." Kari groaned, getting two clothes pins and handing one to May. "P-Please.." Courtney whined, clearly one mess or anther was about to happen. "Look here loser. you got till the count of three to make one or the other, Or you're getting posted anyways." Kari said rolling her eyes. "W-what?!" the sissy cried out. "oh, we should try and keep him from cumming then if he's gonna be posted anyhow." May commented. "I don't think we can, once he's posted he's gonna blow his load regardless. they ALL do." Kari said, basically ignoring Courtney now. "That's true..eh, fuck the countdown then." May said and took the mouse from Kari and clicked post.

Courtney's eyes were wide again, and filled with tears as he saw himself in all his shameful glory posted on line. the sight and seeing everyone who was online was too much and his cock head twitched like crazy and he grinded his diaper as much as he could as he blew load after load in his huggies, with his rear opening up unable to hold back. as the front was painted with sissy milk, the back was filled with mush that filled the room with a nasty stink. the girls were saying something, and he was dimly away they were letting him out of the chair as he kept filling but the world was like in slow motion to him. it wasn't until he was tossed outside and landed with a gross splat on his diapered behind his mind snapped back and he caught a purse as Rika tossed it to him. "Thank you for trying our services. we know you'll be back baby gurl. you got nothing else now.Change your diaper first though and bring more money. Courtney hiccuped and whimpered, aware of the scene he was making and everyone looking at him, at how he smelled.. and did the only thing he could. He nodded and bowed. "Yesh aunt Rika." he lisped and started to walk back to his hotel room. "Hey! what did I tell you? your a fucking crawler!" She called. Courtney, having nothing left, just nodded and got on his hands and knees, where a stinky pay pig sissy baby like him belonged.

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Chapter Two Unpacked

Henry Cavill x Named OC

Chapter Two of Blood Bound

Summary: Meeting Henry came with a huge surprise for Nina, but making a huge life change has it’s benefits.

Word Count: 5388

Warnings: SMUT! Sex dream, eating out, dom vibes if you squint, wrist biting/wounds, blood, blood drinking.

A/N: Hello! Smut time! Still some introduction things in there as well. I really hope you like it! The usual shout out to @hellcaster901 she’s the one reading my fics before anyone else! (Go read her Mando smut. It’s sooo good.) You’re the best girl! Anyways please enjoy :)

“Henry Cavill,” I said his name out loud, sucking in a breath afterward. Now that was a man. I pictured The Witcher’s bath scene and bit my lip. I blinked at his picture, a dorky one like his Instagram selfies. Which I most definitely do not stare at for long periods of time. He was already this attractive, feeding may be difficult.

The thing about feeding, giving your blood straight from the vein, it was very sensual. Especially on the human end. Vampires could control the strong emotion they felt, but humans felt it intensely, especially if they were attracted the vampire. I could manage mostly, but I was very attracted to Henry Cavill. I swallowed and finally tore my eyes from his photo to read his information. He was looking for a sugar daddy type arrangement. He wanted to take me out and spoil me. I liked that idea, but I hadn’t ever tried that before. He preferred separate living spaces as well, I liked that. Will fly you out to him when filming in other countries and likes to spoil. One more thing, I would be his first donor, if I accepted.

I’m surprised he hadn’t had a live donor before, especially when it sounds like he loves being a sugar daddy. I rested my chin on my hand, tapping it with my fingers. I hadn’t even looked at the other files, I honestly didn’t want to. I had an urge to pick Henry, despite the risk of losing it during a feeding, or maybe because of it.

I turned in the chair to face the phone, my eyes finding Kari’s name and extension right away. It was up to me; I can choose whoever I want. Kari told me today that they can set of trial periods before making anything permanent. If it’s too much or if I don’t like something, I can end it. I was dialing the right numbers and pulling the phone up to my ear. I still hadn’t opened the other files.

“Nina, Hello! I didn’t expect you to call so fast.”

“Yeah neither did I, but I think I know who to pick.”

“Wonderful! Tell me who it is, and we’ll set up a meeting.” I heard keys clicking.

“Henry Cavill.” I had to push the name out of my mouth. It couldn’t be real. “Did he really request me?”

“Yes, he sure did. Actually, he was just here this morning! He may be able to get a meeting in before he goes back to London.” My jaw dropped. That meant the meeting would be very soon. “Email sent, you two will discuss terms, and rules. The company requires a full lay out of what’s agreed, signed by the both of you.”

“Okay,”

“If things don’t work out now, you’re free to back out. After paperwork is signed, it’s a longer process, but you won’t be obligated to anything until the issue is solved.” She kept typing. “I’m emailing this all to you, so don’t worry about remembering it. Henry will also receive all of this.”

“Thank you, Kari.”

“Of course, how does lunch with Mr. Cavill tomorrow sound?”

Kari worked so quick I think I had whiplash. Before I knew it, I was getting ready to talk business with Henry fucking Cavill. Superman for god’s sake. I smoothed down the third dress I had tried on. It was a sweltering heat today; this would be the coolest thing I could wear. It was a spaghetti strap sundress, and I hoped I didn’t look frumpy in it. I jumped when my uber notification dinged, my ride was here, this would have to do.

I got to the cute café first. It was small and stuffy inside, so I took the liberty of getting an outdoor table. It was hot, a bead of sweat running down my temple, but when the breeze came it was like heaven. I gulped as a dark car pulled up. The umbrella on our table gave me shade, but I still had to squint to see who came out. Henry Cavill stepped out, straightening up as his feet touched the ground. The killed by sunlight thing was a myth vampires themselves created to distract humans. It worked. He wore a simple button up, but still looking effortlessly sexy. I took a deep breath, and with his vampire ears he’d hear it. Who knows, he could be nervous too.

He walked straight to me, confidence wafting off him in waves, but he wasn’t cocky. He didn’t even hesitate, like you do when you’re meeting someone you’ve only seen in pictures for the first time. He just knew it was me.

“Nina,” I stood, and he took my hand. Smiling, as he squeezed my hand.

“Mr. Cav- “

“Please call me Henry.” I nodded.

“Henry, thanks for meeting me.”

“Thank you! I’m glad you saw my file before I left for London.” I could listen to that low strong voice for hours. “I’m sure you have questions for me, I have a few for you.”

“Yeah, I have some.” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m your first donor, right?” I was curious about that for some reason and anything goes in these meetings.

“And I’m not your first client.” I shook my head. “I had only been using the labs at Positive, and one day I decided to try something new.”

“I see,” I wondered what made him switch.

“And your last client, what happened to them?” I cleared my throat, looking away from him.

“Let’s just say he went too far one session.” I gulped feeling his eyes on me as I stared at my lap.

“I see, that’s something I wanted to discuss.” I looked up, and he was staring straight into my eyes, his blue gaze halting. “I know we are laying out boundaries and rules here, but whatever we decide, you’re not obligated to anything.” I couldn’t speak, with him looking right through me like that. “If you’re ever uncomfortable, or just don’t want to do something, just say the word.”

“Okay, thank you Henry.” Straight to the point. I liked it. A waiter came and took our orders, I got a mimosa, needed the confidence boost.

“That’s a reason I liked this company so much, they keep you in mind.” He leaned back in his chair. “Can I ask how often you would have your client feed?”

“Around once or twice a week. He didn’t have to feed often.” Henry nodded.

“Normally, that’s about how often I need. Around certain times while filming, I’ll need more, but I won’t be starting that for a few months.” I nodded. The waiter was back with our drinks and we ordered our food. I took a drink.

“It’s been a while since I’ve donated. It was a while before I got hired again.” I fiddled with my napkin. “I just want you to know.”

“Of course, I wanted to take everything slow anyways. It’s new for me.”

“The, um, spoiling, as your profile says, I’m not really used to that.” He smirked.

“Well I hope you do get used to it.” He leaned closer to me. “That’s what I’m excited about.” I felt my heart rate speed up. Could he hear that? I didn’t speak much with my last client. I never questioned the abilities they claim to have, maybe I’d get to ask Henry.

“I like the taking it slow idea, though. It’s best that way.” He nodded.

“Do you like LA?” I furrowed my brows at the question.

“Yeah,” I shrugged. “I’ve been here my whole life.” I was born here and hadn’t left. I took a sip of water.

“Have you ever wanted to leave?” I pursed my lips.

“Sure, especially to get out of this heat.” I took a swig. Then it clicked. “Wait, don’t you live in London?” He chuckled.

“I was getting to that.” He sighed. “This is probably the deal breaker, but I would like it if you moved there. I stared at my mimosa, wanting to chug the rest of it. “It’s a big decision, so I think we need to figure that out before going any further.” I nodded.

“I-I’m, I guess I hadn’t really thought about this.” He smiled, but his eyes weren’t as bright. I wanted to face palm.

“It’s up to you, of course. But I think you’re a good fit for me.” I cleared my throat.

“I don’t know if I can decide now.” I mumbled my brain was going a mile a minute. Moving, to another country. This was crazy, but I had always wanted to go to London. Living there could be amazing. It might be a fresh start after all the mess I had just dealt with.

“I understand, if you need time, we can finish that conversation later.” I swallowed.

“Your profile said you preferred separate houses.”

“Yes, there’s an apartment, I have the lease but if you decide to move, it’s all yours.” I couldn’t believe that he was offering all this.

“I feel like you’re a good fit for me too, Henry.” I took a deep breath.

“But?” I shook my head.

“I’m not sure if there is one.” His eyes brightened up. “I want to go.” His blue eyes brightened.

“Really? Are you sure?” He was smiling as he spoke. “Yeah, I think I need a change of scenery.”

“I’m sure you’ll need some time to get things sorted out. I’ll give you my number before we go, I’m going back to London tonight, but I want to keep in touch.” I blinked.

“Oh, you’re leaving?” My brows were furrowed. I didn’t like not having a more time with him before moving my whole life.

“Yes, unfortunately. I have some script readings there coming up, though I would really like to stay and get to know you a little bit better.” He leaned closer to me. “Take you out a few more times too, but I can’t. This time.”

“This really isn’t what I’m used to.” I cleared my throat.

“I can tell, but you’re hard to read. What are you thinking?” I flinched back a little at his bluntness.

“A lot of things. Everything’s flying around my brain right now.” I let out a chuckle. “London holy shit.” I covered my mouth. “Sorry,” Henry laughed loudly, and it made me laugh too.

“Don’t worry, I can handle a little swearing.” He smiled at me. “I know it’s a lot all at once, so just take your time. Keep in touch with me while you do.”

“London? London!” Irene squealed. She jumped up and down, and then grabbed my arm. “I can’t believe you’re moving to London.” Her smile fell though. “You’re moving to London.”

“Oh, Irene,” I hugged her neck. “If you don’t want me to go, say it.” Leaving her behind would be hard.

“No, I want you to go. I mean I don’t want you to go, ugh. You know what I mean.” She hugged me back. “This’ll be good for you. A new start.”

“I’m gonna miss you so much.” I mumbled.

“I’ll miss you too.” I heard her sniffle and then she pulled away. “But this is exciting. A good thing! We’ll have to start packing, I’ll help you.”

“Once I’m settled and everything. You’ll have to come visit.” I smiled at her. With the pay raise I was about to get I would fly her out by the end of the year.

“You have to come back for Christmas, or my mom will be pissed.” I laughed thinking about Irene’s mom. She used to yell at us for smoking weed out Irene’s window.

“I will be there.” I only packed a little bit with Irene, then we got distracted and ended up watching Narcos again. Then we fell asleep.

Within the next month and a half, I was staring at my empty room. I had decided to keep paying my half of the rent until Irene found a smaller place. I could afford it for a while at least. I had done all the paperwork for the company, and my work visa. Most of my bigger things had been mailed to the apartment and I had a larger suitcase of clothes and things I would need right when I got there. I took a deep breath, and I wanted to chew my fingernails.

“Nina, are you ready?” Irene called.

“I think so.” Irene was sending me off, and that is what I was dreading.

“Come on, we can’t be late.” I rolled my suitcase out and sighed.

“Bye apartment,” I muttered.

“You have to send me pictures, and maybe some sneaky ones of Henry.” She winked.

“You weirdo, but I will.” We laughed and then my eyes welled up. “If you really want me-“

“No, I want this for you and besides how else am I going to get to see London?” She had tears in her eyes. “Stop crying, you bitch.”

“You stop!” I hit her shoulder and then we hugged.

“Be safe and don’t be a shut in.”

“Okay,”

“And call me anytime if you need me. And- “

“Irene, I will.” She let me go.

“Come on, your Uber is here.” She didn’t want to do the goodbye at the airport. I don’t think she could hold out on letting me go for the ride. When the driver pulled away, leaving her on the sidewalk I had to think about something else to keep from crying.

The flight was long. I never wanted to see the inside of a plane again, but it was stopped now, I was waiting to get my bag from the overhead and trying to check my phone without elbowing someone. Henry and I had been texting or calling throughout the whole process. He asked about my life quite a bit, and I tried to ask about his but, he never gave away much. The last text I got before my flight boarded, was from him, saying he wouldn’t be able to meet me at the airport anymore. He was sending someone for me though. A very rich person thing to say. He hadn’t sent anything else since that message and I sighed. He was a busy guy and sometimes took a long time to text back, and sometimes that bothered me.

I could finally get to my bag, so I snagged it and got in line with the rest of the passengers. I was in London. A completely different country. I grinned into my phone. I texted Irene that I was here, and then told Henry. I decided to ignore my phone, so I didn’t trip on my way out of the plane.

“Henry’s so sorry he couldn’t make it. His schedule gets mixed up sometimes.” The tiny red head smiled at me. Her name was Penny, Henry’s assistant. “But he wanted me to personally come get you.”

“Thank you so much, Penny.” I gripped the straps of my bag.

“Of course, dear.” She was vampire too, I wondered how long she and Henry had known each other. “The baggage claim is this way.” We through the motions of getting my bags and she led me out to a black car, the driver came out to help me with my luggage. Penny and I got in. The driver got in and looked over to us.

“To Henry’s, Penny?”

“Not today,” She handed him a sticky note. “There’s the address.” She patted my knee. “We’ll get you settled at home today.” I was excited to see the apartment in person, but I was curious to see Henry’s place. The drive was way longer because of the traffic, but we drove past Big Ben and a few other famous places. It distracted me from the crazy driving.

The car stopped and Penny unbuckled. I followed her as she opened the door and slid out. My feet hit a sidewalk. I looked up and saw an apartment building. It looked older, but it had modern looking steps and doors.

“This is it. It’s a bit out of the main part of the city, but it’s closer to Henry’s place.” The driver took my suitcase all the way through the lobby and to the elevator. Penny pressed the third-floor button and we went up, the driver staying on the first floor. When the doors opened Penny lead me a few doors down and unlocked one.

“Here you are, dear.” She showed me around. The living room and kitchen were in one open room, an island separating the spaces. It wasn’t huge, but it was perfect for just me. “Your bedroom and bathroom are down that way,” There was a short hallway with only three doors. “Plus, a closet there.” Henry had most of the place furnished, I got some things myself though. I rolled my suitcase into the bedroom, a bed and desk in there.

“Thank you, Penny.” I came back to her.

“Of course! Henry told me that the fridge is stocked up, but I think that’s everything.”

“It was nice to meet you.”

“You too, Nina.” She left and shut the door behind her.

“Holy shit.” I let myself say as I took my own tour of the new place. I went to the kitchen first. Penny said it was full and I was starving. I made myself a sandwich and then went to the living room. There was a smart TV hung on the wall and there was a big comfy couch to sit on. I sunk into it as I fiddled with the remote, figuring out how to play music on TV. Once I did, I went to my bedroom and started filling the small walk in closet with my clothes. I found my bed sheets too and put them on. My blankets still smelled like my old apartment.

I was plopped on my bed, the long flight and time difference catching up with me. I couldn’t sleep yet, it was only three, but my pillow seemed to be calling me. No, that’s my phone vibrating. I pulled it out and saw Henry’s number on screen. I took a breath and answered.

“Hello?”

“Nina, hey, settling in okay?”

“Yeah, I love the apartment. It’s perfect.” I smiled, even though he couldn’t see me.

“Good, I’m glad. I was wondering if you’re up to it tomorrow would like to go to lunch?” I chewed on my lip.

“Yeah sure! Hopefully, jet lag doesn’t make me sleepy.” He chuckled.

“If you feel too tired, we’ll do it another time.” I heard someone in the other end calling out Henry’s name. “I’ve gotta go, actually, I thought I had longer to talk.”

“It’s okay. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“See you tomorrow,” I smiled as he hung up. I picked a show to binge after and stayed awake for as long as I could. When I woke up, the sun was just starting to rise. I couldn’t fall asleep so I made some tea, Henry had gotten some of my favorites, we had talked about tea for some reason during one of our conversations during the past month. I smiled into the steaming mug and went over to the armchair, turning it towards the window so I could watch the sun rise. As I finished the last of my drink my phone buzzed.

Hey, how was the first night in London? Your packages should be there today, or yesterday haha! Love you. Call you at 7.”

I smiled at Irene’s message. We had looked up the time differences and decided that 7 o’clock would be the best time for me to call her. I can’t remember what her time was, but I was excited to talk to her. Plus, the rest of my stuff should be here. I got up and put my mug in the sink. At around 8 my packages came, and I started unpacking. I some extra clothes and furniture I wanted to bring with. I was filling the bookcase in my bedroom with all my books when Henry’s number lit up my screen.

“Hello?” I pressed the phone in between my shoulder and ear as I shoved Stephen King’s It on the shelf.

“Hey, you still up for lunch?” Shit. I forgot about lunch. I was still in my PJs and my floor was covered in boxes and items I didn’t have spots for yet.

“Oh, um,” I chewed on my nail.

“If you’re not up to it, I have another proposition.”

“Which is?”

“I could just pick up something and come over.” I blinked at my messy apartment.

“Well, the rest of my things got here, and my place is a shit show.”

“Perfect, I’ll help you unpack.”

“Oh, you don’t have to,”

“I know, but I’d like to. If you’re okay with it?” I sighed.

“Okay, can you bring Chinese then?” He chuckled.

“Yes, I can.” We picked out our food and hung up. I finished putting my books away and got dressed. I felt like I had barely made a dent in the unpacking when Henry finally knocked on the door. I ran over to get it, excited for food more than anything.

“Hi,” I smiled, grabbing the food from him. “Thank you for this, and sorry about the boxes.” He stepped in and shut the door. I took the bag to the island. His beard had grown out completely He was wearing a tank top and my eyes wouldn’t leave his biceps.

“You’re welcome, love.” I sat down at the island before my weak knees could give away the fact that love affected me so much. “Where should I start?” He looked over the room of boxes. I opened up my food and started eating.

“Um, well, my other bookshelf needs to be built.” I pointed to the wooden pieces I had taken apart at my old place. The one in my bedroom had filled up. I’d put this one out in the living room and display some of my favorites.

“Other bookshelf?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“The one in my bedroom is full.” I shrugged. He chuckled and went to work. When I finished, I went to a box of photos and wall art. I started picking places for them to hang and snuck glances at Henry as he built up the shelves. At the moment he concentrated on the level of the shelf, brows furrowed at the wood. I chewed on my lip and went back to hanging up a picture of Irene and I at a house party in college.

“Who’s that with you?” I jumped, Henry was behind me, looking over my shoulder.

“My best friend Irene. We were roommates before I moved.” I smiled at the picture. We had dressed up as Velma and Daphne. “It was Halloween our freshman year I think.” He looked at me.

“You look good in glasses.” He stated and walked back to the shelf.

“Thanks,” I cleared my throat, finding another picture and hanging it.

“Okay, I think it’s done.” Henry tapped the bookshelf.

“Yay, thank you.” I found my other box of books and slid it over. He opened it and we pulled out books.

“Ah, Stephen King.” He had The Shining in his left hand and The Gunslinger in the other. He was currently looking at the back of The Gunslinger.

“Yes, my all-time favorite.” I had The Great Gatsby and The Witcher in my hands. I put The Witcher behind my back, pursing my lips.

“What’s that one?”

“The Great Gatsby.” I held it up. “My favorite book.” He shook his head.

“The one you just hid.” I pulled the book back out and showed him the cover. The biggest smirk I had ever seen spread over his face. “You are a fan.” The smirk turned into a full-sized grin. I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Yes, I am. I love the show so much.” I smiled. “I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He looked anything but, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“No, not at all. I’m glad.”

“So now that that’s out of the way, when’s the new season coming?” I laughed and he joined.

“Unfortunately,” He clicked his tongue. “I can’t tell you that.” I pouted.

“Fine. It was worth a shot.” I shrugged. We started putting books up, Henry reached over my head to get the ones on the top shelf for me.

“What are you gonna do if you want to read these?” I handed him the last Game of Thrones books.

“I’m probably not going to read those beasts again,” He chuckled. “But I guess I’ll just have to call you.” I high fived myself in my head. I wasn’t usually that smooth.

“Okay, love.” I shut my eyes; would I ever get used to that. It was a normal thing in the UK but it made my heart skip. We filled it and still had some space to spare. I filled it with some more photos and decorative things. It looked nice.

“Perfect!” I clapped. “Thank you, Henry.”

“Of course, what’s next?” I looked around at what was left of my boxes. Most were already broken down. What was left was a few things I just needed to find a place for or needed to be packed away in back in storage.

“I think it’s pretty much done. I just need go through those boxes.” There were only two thankfully. Henry smiled and I sat on the couch.

“How’s London been so far?” Henry sat down, on the one end. He leaned back, his arm laying on the back, close to my head.

“I haven’t really gone out yet.”

“As soon as I can I’ll take you to see all the sights.” I smiled.

“I’ll make a list.” He smirked but laughed.

“So, what did your friend, Irene, think of you moving?” I pulled my legs up to sit criss cross.

“She was sad but wanted me to go. I miss her though.” Henry nodded, and then it was quiet. I looked over at him and he was staring up at a painting I hung on the wall. He hadn’t taken any blood from me throughout this whole process. “Um, Henry, I was wondering, you haven’t fed,” I cleared my throat. “Yet, and if you need to, just ask.” He took a deep breath and turned his head back to me.

“As long as you’re comfortable enough. I didn’t want to spring it on you our first day together.” I shook my head.

“Thank you for that. But I think I’m good now.” He moved closer to me and our knees touched. I swallowed.

“If you’re sure, I’ll only take a little today. I wanted to take it slow.” I nodded, then he grabbed my hand. “Is from your wrist okay?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.” He held my wrist in his big hands like it was going to break. I gulped and shut my eyes; I don’t think I could watch this man put his mouth on me right now. I leaned back on the couch as he brought his lips to my wrist. He pressed them gently on the inside of my wrist and goosebumps rose on my entire arm. I sucked in a breath when his fangs pierced the skin and the familiar stinging sensation sprouted from his mouth. Then it faded to tingling warmth. The feeling felt good as he drank. I had to focus on my breathing so I wouldn’t focus on other things. The tingles were hitting every inch of me. I took a shaky breath and he let me go. The tingles slowly fading. He let me bring my wrist back and sighed.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” I opened my eyes, smiling at him, through the little buzz I was feeling. I stood. “Let me just get a band aid,” I quickly went to the bathroom and shut the door. I leaned against it and tried to calm my heart down. It never felt like that with my last client. Maybe similar, but something was different about that. It was more intense. I grabbed some band aids and stuck it on the small marks now on my wrist. I splashed some hot water on my face and went back out. Henry had gone into the kitchen and was getting a glass out. I sat at the island.

“How about some water?” Henry asked me. I nodded as he filled the glass and set it in front of me.

“Thank you.” I took a drink.

“Thank you. Make sure you drink all of that.” I nodded.

“I will. I’ve done this before, remember.” He nodded.

“But still, drink it and eat a good dinner tonight.” I grinned at him, his instructing me making me feel good.

“I will.” I gave him a firm nod and he laughed. I took another drink.

“I wanted to ask you, how do you feel about dogs?”

“Oh, I love them. You have one right?”

“Yes, Kal’s my best friend.” I smiled.

“You should’ve brought him here!”

“Next time.” He promised. He took a breath to speak, but then his phone rang. He rolled his eyes. “Hang on,” I crossed my arms on the counter and rested my chin on them, watching him as his face changed as whoever it was spoke. “Alright, fine. Are you sure I can’t-“ He hmmed, forehead scrunched. “Okay, give me an hour.” He hung up and I raised my eyebrows. “It was Penny, I’ve got to go to this meeting-“

“For The Witcher?” I chuckled and his forehead relaxed again as he smiled a little. “It’s okay. You helped out a lot already.” He walked over to me and kissed my cheek, squeezing one of my shoulders as he did.

“Thank you, I’ll call you soon.” He walked out and I locked the door behind him. I went back to my water and felt my eyes start to droop. I always got sleepy after feeding. I took a long drink and brought the rest to my bedroom. I got in my blankets and it didn’t take long for me to close my eyes.

The bright morning sun shined in through my windows, casting a lovely light on Henry’s curls and baby blues as he worked his way down naked torso. I bit my lip, my hands already fisted in the sheets. His beard tickled my stomach and I let out a giggle. He kissed just under my belly button and I whimpered.

“Please, Henry.” My voice was a pathetic whisper, and he smiled into my skin, dragging his teeth gently over it.

“We’re using please, now are we? How desperate are you?” I moaned out at his words. His low tone hitting me in my core.

“Please,” Suddenly his hands came from under my legs, his shoulders pressed against the back of my thighs, head just above where I need him most.

“I do love a girl with manners.” The palms of his hands pressed my stomach down so I couldn’t move. Then his open mouth landed on my pussy. I squirmed and moaned at the sensation. His lips, his tongue. I could barely keep track of what they were doing it felt so good. My breaths were ragged when I wasn’t moaning. My hands tangled into his hair and his beard tickled my thighs. “So, good, baby.” He mumbled and the air sent chills through my body. He looked up at me, his blue eyes dark. He pressed the flat of his tongue on my slit and dragged it up and I gasped, squirming under his grip. I could hear his mouth on me and the sounds only added to the pleasure. God, it felt like I was coming undone.

“Oh god, Henry.” I could feel it coming, I was close. I shut my eyes. “I’m gonna-“

I shot up in my bed, but it wasn’t morning, the sun was going down. There wasn’t a large blue eyed man under my sheets either. I slumped over, the back of my neck sweaty and my breathing was hard. I pressed a hand to my forehead, eyes wide. One feeding and he was already in my dreams?

“Fuck.”

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Becoming: Chapter 4- About last night

As always. I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing.

A/N: This is my 4th part to this TRR series. Karis and Liam finally get their “Proper Date.” Her thoughts are in BOLD

Catch up: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Disclaimers: All characters are property of Pixelberry

Warnings: NSFW, SEXUAL CONTENT

Word Count: 2915 It’s LONG.

Pairings: Liam Rhys x MC (Karis Vasquez)

Song inspiration: Last Night- Az’ yet

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After they had breakfast in bed following a night of catching up at Karis’ Paris flat, Liam excused himself and headed to his hotel to get dressed for the day that he has planned for them.

Her phone buzzed. It was Misti..

After catching up with Misti, Karis opened her largest piece of luggage; knowing that she didn’t pack anything extremely dressy. She mostly brought things that she could wear into the office. She didn’t really anticipate that during these couple months she would spend in Paris she would bump into Liam or anyone else for that matter. She pulled out a black pencil skirt and a bustier top and laid them across the bed.

Liam mentioned that she should pack an overnight bag as well. She threw in some sexy white lingerie that she sometimes wore under her clothes. She never knew why but it always did wonders for her confidence and for some reason, she felt that she would need a double dose tonight.

She didn’t really know what else to put in the bag so she included lounge pants, her favorite hoodie, a bikini, some jeans, a cute blouse, and some fuzzy socks. If there was anything else she had forgotten, she is sure Liam would make up for it.

She showered, ran the flat iron through her hair, and did her makeup before putting her Granny’s diamond studs in her ears. She squeezed into her top and shimmied into the tight skirt that shamelessly showed off her curves. She buckled her strappy heels and had just sat down painting her fingernails a bubble gum pink when she got a text from Liam.

She blushed furiously at the picture he sent. He looked extremely dapper in his tuxedo, yet all she could think about is taking it off. Get ahold of yourself and just enjoy him tonight Karis, she thought to herself.

Before she knew it there was a knock at the door. She could feel her heart beating in her throat. But why was she so nervous? It was just Liam. She opened the door and there he stood. All 6 foot 4, 240 lbs of him standing there looking like a snack in that damned tuxedo.

He smiled at her and said, “Hey Angel.”

She was sure she was having an out of body experience until he pushed passed her, kissing her on the cheek.

“Sorry love, may I use your restroom? I have to go when I get nervous.” She just stood there mouth agape.

What just happened? What does he have to be nervous about?

Moments later she heard the toilet flush and the sink running.

Well, at least I know he washes his hands.

He emerged from the restroom moments later.

“Are you ok?”

“I am now. Shall we?” he asked as he offers her his arm.

“You look absolutely stunning, love.”

“Thanks, Liam, you don’t look too shabby yourself,” she smirked.

“Liam? Would you like to tell me where we are going now?”

He smiled at her, “Not a chance.”

They headed down to the black SUV that awaited. He opened the door for her and helped her inside. He walked around to the driver’s side door and she leaned across to open the door for him.

“These are for you.” He handed her a bouquet of long stemmed roses.

“More flowers Liam?” she blushed.

“I have more than a year to make up for…”

This man is unbelievable.

After a short drive, they pulled up to his hotel. He helped her out of the car and had the valet park. He opened the door for her and she winked at him.

“Liam, you’re not wasting anytime huh? Right back to your hotel…”

He chuckled. “I have something very special prepared for you.”

They took the elevator up to the top floor and headed down to the end of the hall where he used a keycard to open up the door. He led her through his suite out to a stunning rooftop where there was a table set for a very romantic candlelit dinner for two.

She walked over to the rail to take in the view of the city. The view of the Eiffel tower at night in the background was stunning. She was sure that she had never seen a landscape in her entire life more beautiful.

“Liam, this view is–”

“Absolutely resplendent, breathtaking even. I’ve noticed.”

She looked over her shoulder to see him staring at her, she shook her head. She could feel her cheeks warming as he stepped up behind her wrapping his arms around her, nipping at her neck. After a few minutes he asked her to join him at the table, pulling out her chair.

“What a gentleman you are.”

“I try.”

They tucked into a five course meal prepared by a personal chef he hired for the night. Bacon wrapped dates, Gnocchi soup, caesar salad, pan seared sea scallops over shallot herb pasta with fresh steamed veggies and baklava for dessert. When she couldn’t eat another bite he rose from the table and took her back through the suite and down the elevator to the next leg of their proper date.

They took a long stroll alongside of the Seine River.

They held hands and slowly walked taking in the sights and sounds of the river. They talked about Karis’ internship and her plans to head back to the states to finish up undergrad before going to law school.

“There are several amazing options for law school in Cordonia. I know a few people and could easily get you into the school of your choice.”

A cachinnate laugh escaped her.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

He smiles wide, not answering.

“Wow, this has been nice. No one has ever put this much thought into a date with me. You did all of this since last night?”

“Yes, and the night is still young. I’d like to personally thank the clowns who didn’t appreciate you. It has led us to this moment. I want to stay in this moment with you.”

He turned to her brushing his lips against hers. They strolled for a while longer before Liam checked his watch.

“We need to head back to the hotel before we are late.”

Liam picks up the pace and Karis giggles. “What the heck Li?

When they get back to the Lobby of the hotel, Liam pulled out his phone and tapped the screen.

Karis heard him say, “Rhys party of 2.” Then he turned to her.

“This might be a good time for me to take a picture of you. No one ever believes me when I talk about you. They think I’ve made you up in my mind. I need proof that angels exist. Go stand over by that table and pose for me. This picture will be what I look at to get me through the times when we are apart.”

She smiled at him and complies posing for the picture he snaps with his phone. Just then a man beckons them down a hall and into the spa. She smiled when she realized what is happening.

“You really listened to me, huh? Are we here because I told you I’d never had a professional massage?”

“Maybe,” he smirked.

This man is too good to be true.

The man escorted them to a room with very dim lights. There were two massage tables set up and soothing music in the background. The man excused himself while Liam and Karis got undressed. She noticed that he hadn’t taken his eye off of her while she disrobed. She looked Liam in the eyes and slowly let her clothes fall away from her body.

“You’re killing me Karis.”

“You don’t have to look.” she smiles seductively.

“I keep trying to look away. I can’t. You aren’t wearing a bra,” his mouth falls open as he neatly hangs his clothes on the rack.

“That top didn’t require one. I wasn’t expecting to get undressed until later.” she smirked.

When they are both down to just their underwear They both lay across the tables under the sheet as instructed. Two men returned to give them an hour long massage. When they are done both Karis and Liam are relaxed, almost to the point of slumber. They were told not to get up right away. To take their time getting dressed before leaving.

“Liam, I have no words. Tonight–”

He interrupts, “Is just getting started.”

When they are dressed they head back up to his suite where they find the jacuzzi has been filled with a bubble bath and there are rose petal scattered. There is soft music playing and two glasses of champagne sit on the counter.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you were going to spoil me today.”

They quickly slipped out of their clothes and into to the bubble filled tub. They clinked their glasses together as Liam said, “to fate.”

They both took sips of the champagne then Liam took her glass sitting it to the side.

“Now what?” she smiles.

He grabs her wrist pulling her into his lap.

“Now, I get to bathe you, and then..”

He pulls her in for a lingering kiss and a moan escapes her. After a few minutes he picks her up bridal style and takes her into the shower where they both rinse the bubbles from their bodies. Before they get too lost in each other she stops him.

“Go get my bag? I have something for you.”

He retrieves her bag and leaves her in the restroom to change. After a few minutes she opens the door to a naked Liam with a black gift bag covering his length. His eyes go wide when he drinks in the sight of her in her white lingerie.

“See something you like, your highness?”

‘Karis, you look.. wow. I just… you look like an angel. My angel.”

She blushes. “What’s in the bag?”

“Huh, oh yeah, this? It’s for you.”

He hands her the bag and begins to explain.

“I know that your internship is very important to you. I also know that you are 6 months away from finishing undergrad. I know that you have goals and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I distracted you. So, I know this may sound juvenile but I want there to be no mistake about my intentions. It’s a promise ring. I promise you that I am yours alone, mind, heart and body. When you are done with school, I’m coming to get you and upgrading you to an engagement ring.”

“That’s fair,” she says as she takes the velvet box out of the bag opening it.

Her eyes go wide. She blinks back tears. He takes the ring from the box and places it on her ring finger.

God, I love this man.

“Do you promise to save yourself for me in every way?”

“Of course I do,” she says in a quiet voice.

“Do you like it?”

“Li, I love it. It’s gorgeous.”

She throws her arms around his neck kissing him deeply. He picks her up, her legs wrap tightly around his waist. He walks her over to the bed, he unclasped her bra before gently laying her down. He ran his strong hands down the sides on her body taking her panties with them.

“God, you’re a vision.” he said as he kissed her sides lightly.

She squirmed beneath him rubbing his bald head. He moved over kissing her stomach with an open mouth agonizingly slow.

“Oh Liam,” she moaned.

He propped her legs over his shoulders pulling her to the edge of the bed. He dipped his head kissing her inner thighs while his fingers found her middle.

“Karis,” his eyes went wide.

“I have never had another man have that effect on me. It’s your fault. I’m not sorry.”

He slipped 2 fingers inside of her warm drenched center. He slurped her juices as he skillfully teased her clit. She struggled to catch her breath as her body involuntarily spasmed. Her back arched off of the bed under his touch.

“Open your eyes, I need you to see what this is supposed to look like.”

She opened her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows watching as Liam’s face emerges from down below. His face is covered in her juices and his chin is dripping. He smiles.

“I want you to watch while I make you cum.”

And that was all it took. A dam broke within her and she came completely undone. All she wanted in that moment was him inside of her. She ached for him. She pulled him in for a passionate, needy kiss. She tasted herself on his lips.

“Liam, I need you.”

“Anything you want love,” he growled.

She pushed Liam against the wall and grabbed his hardened length. She stroked him, licking him eagerly from base to tip. She swirled her tongue around his tip while pumping his shaft as he tangled his hands in her hair. She descended on his shaft taking as much of him inside her mouth as she could handle while massaging his balls. After a few more times she tried to take more. She gagged and tears flowed from both of her eyes. She looked up at him, slapping him on the thigh when she could feel him twitching and the veins on his length throb.

“Open your eyes. I need you to see what you’ll have waiting for you when you are back in Cordonia.”

He watched as she took him back into her mouth just in time for her to receive his release. She held her head back slightly opening her mouth. He could see how full her mouth was. She licked her lips before swallowing. He pulled her to her feet. He is not sure he has ever been so turned on. He guides her back to the bed taking her nipple in his mouth rolling the other between his fingers. He rotates breast while stroking his length which is now stiff again.

“Liam! She growls growing impatient.

“Karis, are you sure you’re ready?”

She nods sheepishly. He lines himself up with her center. She closes her eyes and holds her breath. He rubs his head around her slits.

“Open your eyes, love. Tell me if it’s too much or if I’m hurting you. We can stop.”

“I will.” she whispers.

He enters her slowly. It’s just the tip initially. His eyes locked on hers. She gasped and he could see her swallow thickly. He waited for her cue. She nodded and he thrusted carefully deeper inside her warm, wet, tight center. He stayed there giving her walls time to adjust to his massive girth. She let out a breathy groan.

“Are we ready?” he asked cautiously.

“It burns. Is it supposed to burn?”

“It’s just your body stretching around me.”

He rolls his hips a few more times slowly, still watching her, taking his cues from her. She visibly relaxes closing her eyes and rolling her hips under him when she feels more comfortable.

“Does it still burn?”

“No, you feel amazing.”

“I’m glad. You feel unreal and I am going to cum if we don’t change positions. He pulls out and flips her over on all fours.

“Arch your back for me.” he says as he lines himself up to enter her again.

He grabs her hips thrusting deeply inside of her and she moans in pleasure. She began to throw her ass back onto him and he knew that if he didn’t slow down it would end prematurely. He slumped over her body one hand finding her swollen clit and the other on her neck. He slowed their pace but it was too late. She came apart and the way her already impossibly tight walls gripped his length dragged him right along with her.

They collapsed on the bed trying to catch their breath. Both of them spent, bodies covered with sweat. He pulls her close absentmindedly twirling one of her sex tousled locks around his long finger as her head lays on his chest. She listens to his heart pounding until it slows again. After they fell into a comfortable silence, he cleared his throat.

“Was it that bad? Your silence is not very reassuring.” he says in a low husky voice.

“It was– incredible Liam. I’m speechless.”

“Was it….different being with a virgin?” she shyly questioned.

“It was different. But not because you were a virgin. But it was because it was the first time I have ever made love.”

She was confused by what he said initially.

“I mean sure, i’ve had sex before. But I have never been in love with anyone before you. So, yes it was different. Life changingly different. I love you Karis.”

She blushed.

“Liam, I love you too.”

They laid there in silence for a little while longer.

“Do you think we could do that again? I want to be on top.”

He smiled seductively, “Do you think you’re ready for that?”

“I guess we will find out.”

He pulled her on top of him. She was straddling his hips as he caressed her soft skin. They kissed for a long time before she built up the confidence to lower herself onto him.

When it was over, they both fell into an exhausted slumber as the sun came up outside of the window of the Persian paradise.

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tanyatakaishi · 6 years

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Davis stopped drinking after he felt a pleasant buzz. His head grew heavy and all the anxiety of his mistakes seemed to flee through his tingling fingertips.

Yolei stopped when her face went numb.

At least that's what she told him before she broke out in laughter, rubbing it on his shoulder to prove her point. Her broken glasses had fallen off somewhere in the process and she hadn’t even noticed.

“Yolei, you’re drunk.”

“No.” She shoved the bottle of rum under his chin. “Yer drunk.”

Davis confiscated it and tossed what little remained into the fire, giggling when it burst into a larger flame and Yolei squeaked. She pulled her face from his shoulder to glare at him.

Her voice seemed extra slow. “Y’did that on purpose.”

“No.”

“Don't be surcstac with me.”

“What’s surcstac?

“SAR-CAS-TIC. I can talk.”

“I wish Hawkmon was here to see this,” Davis said. “He’d be such a dad.”

Deadpan, Yolei said, “Don’t bring my feather into this.”

Davis gave a loud snort.

“Oh, you eggin me on?” That one really got him rolling and Yolei tried to keep a straight face which made the whole thing even funnier. “He’d watch me like a hawk. Never want me to leave the nest.”

Chest still rumbling, Davis asked, “How can you even think right now?”

“Bird brain.”

“Pffffttt!” He laughed harder than he should have, the liquor in his bloodstream leaving him susceptible to Yolei’s lame puns. Tears started to gather at the corners of his eyes and he giggled and cried all at once. “Why are you so smart?”

Yolei’s shoulders bounced and her lilac hair splayed over his arm when she leaned against him. Her hand reached up, fingers wiping the tears rolling on his cheeks. “Sucha baby.”

“Just don’t show me your slippers,” he begged.

She poked one forward, stretching her bare leg straight. The pig adorning her foot was barely recognizable it was so coated in dust.

“Oh no,” Davis moaned. “My babies.”

“Don’t cry.”

“I’m gonna cry.”

She poked his cheek, attempting to lift his exaggerated pout into a smile. His skin creased beneath her finger. “Don’t you fight it,” she scolded. "Show me those pretty pearly whites."

If it weren’t for the fire and the alcohol, Davis might have noticed himself flush, but every part of him was already warm. Winking, he gave Yolei his flashiest smile and immediately snorted at himself.

“You’re a terrible flirt," she giggled.

“No wonder all the girls I kiss avoid me.”

“All two of them. Playah.”

“Better than none.”

Yolei lifted her head off his shoulder and knocked her knee into his. “Rude.”

“Wanna get some practice in?”

The moment the joke came out of his mouth, Davis immediately regretted it. All the playful giddiness slipped from Yolei's face.

Her eyes had gone wide, face flushed further than the alcohol could take credit for. She stared at him for a long moment, as if she expected more, and when all he could manage was a nervous chuckle, her brows sunk into a glare.

“C’mon, don't be…" he tried pathetically. "I was kidding.”

“I’m going to bed,” she told him. Her hand shot down, searching the dirt for her glasses.

He grabbed them for her and she snapped them out of his palm and shoved them on their nose, all crooked and busted. Then, with all the drama of someone who didn't dare stand, she sloppy-crawled onto the blanket they’d stolen from Mimi’s, grabbed the end and tugged it over her, curling up into a Yolei-burrito.

Davis would have laughed at the absurdity of it if he wasn’t imagining the million different things that could be going through her mind. His hand worked over his mouth for a while before he finally decided to follow her. He staggered a bit and dropped to his knees while she pulled the blanket over her eyes so that all but her tangled hair disappeared.

“You look dumb,” he said.

“Yer dumb,” said the burrito.

Davis tucked his fingers into the edge of the blanket, but she held firm, grunting when he gave it a sharp tug. He tried tickling and the Yolei-burrito curled into a C.

“Go ‘way,” it growled.

“Got nowhere to go.”

“Not my problem.” And then the burrito inched away like a worm until it was on the other side of the fire.

Davis blew out a long puff of air.

This had to be about the kiss thing. The almost kiss thing even though he had been sure he was imagining it.

Grumbling, he sat back and began poking the burning chair legs with one of his stick-spears. Embers flashed up like little fireflies, lighting the dark.

They stayed like that for quite awhile. The fire died down. Yolei grew still. Davis felt the chill of the night creep into his sleeves as the flush of alcohol receded. He looked over enviously at the very warm, probably sleeping Yolei-burrito.

“Can I get some blanket?” he asked.

The burrito didn’t move.

“Yo, Yolei. Yoooooo. Yo. Yo, Yolei.”

Still nothing. Davis crawled toward her, jamming his fingers into her ribs. The burrito unrolled until two eyes poked out under bent frames.

“Were you crying?”

The jagged lines of her shattered lenses did nothing to hide the puffiness of her eyes but she shook her head no anyway.

“Move over,” he told her. She did.

Davis wedged himself into the blanket, unsure whether it was the alcohol or the cold that drew him close. He adjusted himself until they were both covered, one layer still tucked between them. Yolei’s knees curled inward, wedging firmly into the front of his thighs, but they were the only part of her he was touching. He stared at her and waited.

“You’re a jerk,” she said.

“I know.”

“That wasn’t funny.”

“I know.”

“You still like Kari.”

Davis frowned a little. “You still like Ken?”

Embarrassed, Yolei hid her flushed face by burying it in his neck. Her glasses bumped into his jawbone. The fire was just a glow through their blanket, flickering with the heavy thump in his chest.

“You don’t even like me,” she mumbled, a warm slur lingering on her tongue.

“I like you, Yolei.” Davis smoothed her hair, took off her glasses and felt her damp face press against his skin. His fingers slid behind her shoulders and hers draped over his side.

He closed his eyes and watched the fire burn. “I like you.”

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imgoldielikehawn · 6 years

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Five Years And Counting

Pairing: Bjorn x Woc

Rating: F for Fluff

AN: This fic is a continuation from Three Years and Counting linked Here I hope you enjoy this!

The last two years went by so fast I thought as I put the finishing touches on Brandts cake. He wanted Paw Patrol. He was so cute running around with his shoulder length hair and bright eyes. He looked exactly like me and Bjorn.

(Brandt Face Claim Above)

The house was a mad house between everyone's kids running around and the Lothbrok family hooting and hollering. Lagertha stood beside me in the kitchen.

“I can’t believe how big Brandt has gotten in one year. I had forgotten how fast they grow.” Lagertha smiled fondly at the memories of Bjorn as a child.

“This cake weighs a thousand pounds. Oh the joys of motherhood” I laughed and she placed her hand on my shoulder as we carried the cake out to the backyard patio where the entire lothbrok family stood waiting.

“Happy Birthday to you… Happy Birthday to you.” The crowd began. The look on Brandts face as he watched his cake being brought out was absloutley perfect.

“Mama Brought Cake for you son! It is all yours!” Bjorn said widening his arms and smiling.

I put the cake on the table in front of Brandt and Bjorn and watched their faces light up from the light of the candles. In front of me was everything, the love of my life and my handsome son. I was so happy I could hardly wait for the rest of the of our lifes together.

When the final note was sung and the candles were blown out. I watched Brandt open the mountain of presents set before him with slight disdain.

“More weapons Ubbe?” I sighed in defeat.

“He’s a growing boy he needs all the weapons he can get Kari!” Ubbe laughed and Ivar snickered from the corner.

I threw my hands up and walked back into the house to check on the food.

“Bayyyyybayyyyyyyyy.” Bjorn called walking into the kitchen.

“Yes dear, what do you want viking pain in my ass.” I frowned into the potatoe salad.

“My goodness, why cant you just love me.” He said dramatically. He walked up to me and i watched him pull the spoon from my hand and drop it back in the bowl.

“I do love you. Shut your handsome face.” I took a step back and felt the oven aginst my back.

“Do you?” He smirked but then his face turned serious and his large hands cupped my face. I could feel all his emotions being poured into my soul when his lips touched mine.

I was more than willing to take this romantic moment to new heights but my stomach had other plans I pulled myself out of Bjorns arms and made a bee line for the kitchen sink. It was the closet and most apropriate place to empty my stomach.

“Kari are you alright ?” Bjorn wanted to walk towards me but he knew better than to touch me so he kept his distance.

“Yes im fine. I don’t know where that came from.” I said wiping my mouth on the napkin he held out.

….…

Two weeks went by after the party, our lifes had settled again but my stomach hadnt. Bjorn was getting upset thinking about how sick I had been and ending up dragging us both to the doctors office. The waiting room was quiet and for once I had a small moment of peace. Brandt was on Bjorns lap his snores soft and cute.

“Hello Mrs. Lothbrok, Im Dr Jacobs. We took all your vitals and ran your blood and everything looks normal except for one thing.” He was cherry and short. Bjorns face was concerned immediantly.

“Whats going on, tell us already!” He snapped. Sometimes I think the Viking in him will never settle down completely in the modern world.

“Baby calm down..theres no need to yell, Please Dr Jacobs.” I grabbed Bjorn and pulled him back down beside me.

“Everything if fine Mr Lothbrok.” The doctor tried to reasure Bjorn but it only made him more upset.

“Just tell us what is going on!” He stood up again and slammed his fist on the table. I just opted to place my head in my hands.

“Congrats Mr and Mrs Lothbrok its seems you are expecting another bundle of joy.” The doctor took a step back from Bjorn and covered his face with the file in front of his face as he backed out of the door.

“The Gods have blessed us again Kari!” Bjorn beamed.

“Here we go again…..” I said in shock.

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danijimenezv · 6 years

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Courting Advice

Prompt: Mistletoe

Characters: Reader, Peter Parker, Thor Odinson

Warnings: None, I think

Word Count: 2002 words

A/N: This was written for Kari ( @until-theend-oftheline ) and Ida ( @sebs-potato) 12 Marvelous Days of Christmas Challenge. It is thought as a series, the seventh part to ‘A Very Marvelous Christmas’, but each part can be read as a stand-alone. Most of the fics are going to be platonic/friendship. Special thanks to @missflashgeek for all the help! Feedback is really appreciated, I’d love to hear what you think of it!

Y/N looked around cautiously as she walked down the sidewalk, tugging Thor’s arm so he would follow her pace. Thor studied their surroundings as well, but he had a much impassive expression than her; whether she looked worried and alert, Thor looked attentive but unconcerned. She pulled her jacket closer to her and kept her head slightly down, not wanting to get noticed, while Thor seemed untroubled by the cold.

“I think it’s here.” she muttered, eyeing the apartment complex with distrust, “At least it’s where Peter’s location leads us.”

“Then what are we waiting?” Thor encouraged.

“Thor, wait…” she stopped him, “Aren’t you worried?”

“Worried? Not even a little. Why would I be?”

“Because… we don’t know what might be inside.”

“Humans?” he deadpanned, raising an eyebrow, as if wondering if his friend had suddenly lost her mind, “Y/N, are you feeling well?”

“I’m being serious. Peter said it was an emergency. Something could’ve happened.”

“Maybe.” he shrugged, “But if you ask me, it looks quite normal.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, not understanding how Thor could be so carefree. They quickly entered inside the building and followed the instructions Peter had sent her to get to his home, taking a flight of stairs to get to the right apartment. People on the halls stared at them as they walked, or more like stared at Thor, who in return smiled kindly at each and every stranger.

Once they reached the correct door, she knocked and waited with bated breath. When Peter finally opened the door, she inspected him from head to toe and sighed in relief when she declared he was perfectly fine and healthy. Peter was about to smile in greeting, when he suddenly noticed the other Avenger behind her, and his face fell, a slight pink color now covering his cheeks.

“You brought Thor?! Why?!”

Thor frowned softly, cocking his head to one side in confusion. Y/N raised an eyebrow, not understanding either why it was a big deal.

“Peter, you called for help, we came. Was that not what we were supposed to do?” Thor asked.

Peter simply sighed and buried his head in his hands, shaking it in disbelief. Without anything else to add, he stepped aside to let them both in. He was thankful Aunt May had left a few minutes prior to their arrival. He could’ve made an excuse for Y/N being there, something to do with the Stark Internship, but with Thor it would’ve been a completely different story. May would’ve freaked out with two other Avengers there in her house, and if May freaked out, Peter freaked out.

“This is a nice place.” Thor complimented, “Quite homely.”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks.” Peter answered dismissively.

“Peter, what’s the problem?” Y/N approached him and place a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“No offense, but I was kinda hoping you would come alone, not with Thor.”

“The others were busy, so I came for backup, should she need it.” Thor explained, pointing to Y/N with his chin, “It is never a good idea to go alone.”

“What is it?”

“I just...” Peter looked down in embarrassment and lowered his voice, “I need advice with a girl.”

“Sorry?” the two other Avengers furrowed their eyebrows, “We didn’t catch that.”

“I said, I need advice with a girl.”

That statement caused Y/N and Thor to raise their eyebrows, clearly not expecting that at all. A single laugh of disbelief escaped past Y/N’s lips, while Thor smiled kindly at the boy.

“Peter, Jesus Christ, are you serious?”

“Dead serious, Y/N.” he grumbled.

“You said it was an emergency!” she exclaimed, shaking her head in amusement, “We’re Avengers. What else was I supposed to think when you said it was an emergency?”

“Okay, maybe I should’ve specified.”

“You think?”

“But please help me. I don’t know what to do.”

Y/N sighed, but agreed with a soft smile on her face. Now that she knew for sure that there was no imminent danger there and he was completely fine, she could help him with his issue.

“We’ll help you.”

“Fortunately, I’m quite the expert on the matter.” Thor grinned.

“Uh-huh.” Y/N rolled her eyes, knowing what a disaster that could be, “What’s the setting?”

“There’s a Christmas party at one of my classmates’ house.” Peter started, “And she told me she was going and that she hoped to see me there.”

“Doesn’t sound so bad.”

“Except every time I see her, I make a fool of myself.”

“It couldn’t have been that bad.”

“Last time, I offered to carry her books–”

“Aww.”

“No, not aww.” Peter denied, “I tripped and let all her books fall on the floor.”

Y/N grimaced, while Thor tried to cover up his loud laughter with coughs.

“And before that, I tried to open the door for her but pulled it too fast and ended up accidentally hitting her.”

At that, Thor couldn’t hold it in anymore, and his laughter boomed throughout the whole apartment. Even Y/N chuckled, while Peter groaned, mortified. When both of them calmed down enough, they turned to the younger lad.

“We’ll help you.” Thor assured him.

“But first, we need to pick an outfit for that party.” Y/N stated, “Because I’m not letting you go in that pizza shirt.”

“What is wrong with my pizza shirt?”

“…We’re gonna pick something else.” she pulled a face, “And Thor can wait here in the living room for now, right, Thor?”

He didn’t look too happy with that arrangement, but he didn’t have much choice but to agree with Y/N. As he settled on one of the couches, Y/N followed Peter through the apartment, until they finally got to his room. Immediately, she went to his closet and, opening it widely, inspected everything the guy owned. She finally found a white button down at the end of his closet, and she pulled it out with a triumphant expression on her face.

“Strip,” she ordered casually.

A squeak-like sound escaped past Peter’s lips, his eyes widening impossibly, and he started stuttering unintelligibly. Y/N hadn’t noticed how bad her previous command had sounded until her brain registered Peter’s reaction, and she gasped, scandalized.

“For God’s sake, Peter, I didn’t mean it like that! You’re just a kid, Jesus!” she raised her voice, “I’m older than you, and I have a boyfriend, remember?!”

“I do, I do!” he was quick to reply, “Sorry! It just took me by surprise!”

“God, I swear I didn’t mean it like that. You’re like my little brother…” she pinched the bridge of her nose, “What I meant was, take off the pizza tee and try this one on.” she handed him the white shirt, “Keep the black jeans on.”

Y/N waited patiently until Peter did as he was told and he changed out of his previous shirt. Once he was done buttoning the shirt, she quickly rolled up the sleeves of the shirt until they reached below his elbows, giving the look a more casual but still stylish vibe. She took a few steps back to examine him, with a wide grin on her face.

Once Y/N was finally pleased with Peter's appearance, she led him back to the living room where Thor was waiting for them. More like, snooping around the house and looking through personal belongings. When he heard the footsteps, though, he placed everything back on its place and sat on the couch.

“Well, what do you think?” Y/N asked, presenting Peter with a triumphant smile. She honestly loved what she did with him. He looked adorable. Well, adorable to her, probably really cute to the girl he was trying to impress.

“Young Peter... Let me tell you a story about my home, Asgard.” the blonde began.

They both knew that there was no interrupting Thor when he began a story, so they both took a seat on the couch adjacent to the man.

“When a man likes a woman, there are very specific courtship rules that should be followed. Relationships are sacred. And, as such, rules have to be respected. The first thing a man does to show interest in a certain woman, something you might implement, is presenting her with a dead animal.”

“A what?!” Peter inquired worriedly.

“A dead animal that you, yourself, hunted. You have to go out into the wilderness. You find the biggest animal of the pack and kill it. When you’re done, you leave it inside her chambers. That way, the moment she wakes up, she knows she has a suitor.” Thor smiled after that statement, as if presenting someone with roadkill would make them feel special under any circumstances.

Peter was currently covering his mouth with his hand, in order not to laugh at the ridiculous way of getting a woman.

“Well, Thor, I’m sure Peter appreciates the thought but I don’t–” Y/N tried to interfere, but was cut off by the Asgardian.

“Halt. That is not the entire tradition.” he shook his head, “When the woman knows there’s a potential suitor and she’s interested, she must offer an invitation to come to meet her family. But, there’s a catch, the man must show up at her front door at night. And, he must spend the entire night waiting for her, outside. It’s not until the next morning that he’s welcomed inside for breakfast.”

He looked like a philosophy professor, sitting there and sharing details about ancient traditions that were borderline outdated. Expect for the long blonde hair and muscular physique, of course.

“That’s great but–” Peter tried once again to stop the man from rambling on and on, but Thor wasn't having it. He wanted to finish his story.

“Then, you have to fight for her hand. You have to fight a Bilgesnipe, to prove yourself worthy of her.”

“A what?” Peter’s eyes widened.

“A Bilgesnipe. A repulsive creature, huge, scaly, with big antlers.”

“Thor, we don’t have Bilgesnipes here.”

“Well, then he must find one to battle.” Thor replied, with an obvious tone, “Lastly, if the family of the woman you’re courting deems you worthy of her hand, there will be a ball. At such ball, everyone wears fancy clothing, there’s a banquet and, most importantly, there’s the Asgardian Courting Dance. The man must wear these fancy garments of bright colors and peculiar design. And then, the dance consists of hopping around the woman, while making these sound–”

This time it was Y/N who stopped him, but this time she made it clear that she wasn't joking.

"Okay, I think that’s enough Asgardian culture for today!” she exclaimed, “This is the 21st century, Thor. We don’t gift people with dead animals. We don’t make a poor guy stay outside in the chilly air. And, we don’t humiliate people by wearing extravagant dresses or doing strange dances.” she clarified.

“How else is he supposed to court the girl?”

“I assure you, not like that.” she shook her head, “Peter, you said it was a Christmas party, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Then it’s pretty easy.” Y/N shrugged, “Just use the old, but reliable, mistletoe trick.”

“The what?”

“The mistletoe trick. It’s really simple, and it almost always works.” she explained, “The tradition says that when two people are standing under the mistletoe, they have to kiss.”

“That sounds ridiculous.” Thor rolled his eyes.

“Really? You think the mistletoe is ridiculous? Not the ‘fighting the Bilgesnipe’ part?” she suppressed her laughter, shaking her head before turning to face Peter, “My point is, just lead her under a mistletoe casually, and then point out you two are under the mistletoe. If she’s into you, she won’t refuse a kiss.” Peter’s cheeks flared up betrayingly, “And then you take it from there. Be your usual adorable self.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” he said gratefully.

“For the record, I still think he should perform the Asgardian Courting Dance.”

“We know, Thor.” Y/N chuckled, standing up and looking down at Peter, “Come on, kid, we’ll give you a ride to the party. And I'll give you some other advice on the way.”

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jayankles · 7 years

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Chocolate and Pumpkin Spice

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1476

A/N – for @bringmesomepie56 and @supernatural-jackles SPN Fluff Appreciation Day and @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Kari’s Jensen September Quickie Challenge and use the aesthetic made by Kari as inpiration so here is my take on the aesthetic.

Walking outside of your front door, you noticed all the leaves that had fallen from the tree in your front yard, covering the pathway, too. You made a mental note to rake it later.

You ambled on the pathway and through the park. The orange, reds and browns of the leaves on the trees blended together.

The river created a beautiful image, reflecting and bending it in the water. You had to snap a picture on your phone before you pocketed the device.

A slight breeze whisked through the park you were currently walking through.

Thankfully, it didn’t nip too harshly at your skin, your caramel coloured knitted sweater was warm and inviting and the amber woolly scarf hung off of you, sitting comfortably at the back of your neck.

Your knee high boots felt the impact of the acorns and the crisp of the drying autumnal leaves as they went off the path and on your way to a tree located near the river.

Taking off your rucksack, you pulled out the plaid picnic blanket. Keeping it folded up, you placed it on the floor, your butt cushioned as you sat down on top of it with your back against the bark tree.

Enjoying a few minutes of bliss, you finally pulled open your bag and tugged out your book, resuming where you had left off, taking the bookmark and twirling it between your fingers.

Your eyes caressed the pages, sweeping over the words and drinking them in as they told a story of lost love and reunion. You wished it was that easy.

Although it did bring a tear to your eyes once or twice, it was beautifully heartbreaking.

With your focus on the story and your mind deciphering the position of the character the author had written for them, you didn’t notice anything other than the world stopping – or was it spinning – around you. You drowned out the other sounds and the pedestrians walking by in their own little world.

‘Dah, dada, wan dah.’

Jensen held his one year old daughter in his arms, tugging her little blue top down so it hid her slightly exposed tummy. Her eyes were level with the display case filled with cakes.

‘Lilah, honey, you think she’ll like it?’

Lilah comprehends little of his question yet she nods enthusiastically.

When it’s Jensen’s turn to order, he stepped closer to the employee, asking for a slice of chocolate cake, a chocolate chip muffin and a pumpkin spice cupcake – courtesy of Lilah.

Once the cashier told him the total price for his purchase, he awkwardly pulled out a ten dollar bill to cover the cost, he took the bag full of his goodies and exited the building.

The little girl’s big brown eyes devoured the chocolate cupcake he father had picked out for her, but she refrained from touching the cupcake just yet; that and the fact that her father had told her to wait until they got to the big tree.

Shifting in her place on Jensen’s hip, Lilah’s battering eyelashes break’s his will power to say no to his daughter. With skill and precision, he hooks the bag over his free wrist and holds the chocolate cupcake in the opposite hand.

He flicks his finger through the frosting of the cupcake and sticks his finger to her lips, where she decides to nibble and suckle off the darkened delicacy.

‘That is all you’re getting, little missy.’ He scolds in a light tone, his voice on the playful side as he interacts with his daughter. In reality, it should be little Lilah who scolds him as he is the one that had given her the frosting.

Jensen re-boxes the cupcake and shoves it into the carrier bag. The infant wiggles and pushes against his arms and Jensen has learned that that motion is his signal to set her down to allow her to walk on her own, obviously her hand in Jensen’s much larger one as he assists the silently demanding child.

They spot the river almost instantly, as a squeal leaves Lilah’s lips as she tries, bless her adorable little heart, to run; it’s more of a waddle and a lot of falling and Lilah getting back up, to anyone watching.

Jensen is careful to keep an eye on his daughter, ensuring that she doesn’t get too close to the edge but enough for her to see both hers and the colourful trees in the reflection of the translucent water.

There’s a seat somewhere near the place where they can enjoy daddy- daughter time in the calm serenity of the park. Jensen points out the things he can see and Lilah tries so hard to repeat them but her little mind either gets distracted or she only says half of the word.

Nonetheless, Jensen laughs, he laughs because of her innocence and because Lilah can do just about anything she wants to do and get away with it. She gets away with so much, mainly because she’s cute and young, and her chubby face is adorable.

Jensen smiles as his daughter tugs on his hand to move further into the park; the river forgotten as she moves onto the next task. He has an idea of where his daughter wants to go.

It may be his favourite place and it has nothing to do with the parks itself or their surroundings. The people, on the other hand, make the scenic route a lot better when Jensen and Lilah have their walks every few days.

‘Dere, she dere, dada.’ The excited one year old points in the direction of the tree, where the woman is once again leaning back on it.

‘Okay, baby girl, you found her. You win, come on.’

The Ackles duo slowly – for Jensen – tiptoe over to the aforementioned tree. Still out of eye sight, Jensen crouches down to his daughter’s level – just a little taller – scraping a hand down his coarse, short beard. He opened up the plastic carrier bag and dived in, pulled out the pumpkin spice cupcake and handing it to her with a wide smile on his face.

‘Alright Lilah, let’s go.’ Jensen returned to his usual height, coming closer to the tree and in the woman’s line of sight.

‘Um… excuse me.’

You heard a deep voice stammer above you, you tore your eyes away from the books’ pages, your fingers curling around the top of the open book.

Your eyes landed on the little girl standing at the foot of the man, the place where the deeper voice had came from. His eyes are what caught your attention, even after you glanced over at his bowlegs, shining emeralds in place of green iris’.

‘Hi,’ you replied, putting a genuine smile on your face, an inviting and friendly one.

‘I’m sorry, this may seem a little weird or creepy,’ the surprisingly good looking man blabbered and you couldn’t help but giggle, your light laughter causing a weight on his shoulders to be lifted, you knew then you had eased at least some of his nerves.

‘I don’t find it weird at all; endearing, really.’

The little girl shuffled forward towards you as, who you assumed, her father talked to you, the man following closely behind her.

‘I’m Jensen and this is Lilah. Again, this is not going to sound right, but we’ve seen you around a lot and this little one thought we should introduce ourselves to you. We wouldn’t want to ruin your day and not bring you anything or go hungry so we bought a little cupcake for you.’

The little girl, introduced as Lilah, shyly hands you the cupcake.

‘You got me a cupcake?’ He nods. ‘Thank you, that’s so sweet of you,’ you get a waft of the aroma of the cupcake and immediately recognise it. ‘Pumpkin spice? That’s my favourite.’

Memorising the last sentence you read, you place the bookmark in between the pages and close the book, allowing it to take up residence in your rucksack once more.

Shuffling away from the tree, you unfold the plaid blanket you were sitting on and introduce yourself.

‘I’m Y/N, would you like to join me for a little get to know you picnic?’ You questioned, not sure whether they would but you hoped they did.

‘Sure, Lilah and I would love to join you, plus if you would like…’ he leaned in, covering Lilah’s ears as he let her sit in his lap, as if the next words out his mouth was top secret. ‘I have a slice of triple chocolate cake, if you wanted to have some that is.’

Biting your lip, you smiled, ‘only if you can spare some to a fellow chocolate lover.’

Jensen rose his eyebrow at you, a small smirk painted his lips as he took in your words.

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wolfie-rood · 7 years

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The Fight’s End - Chapter Three

The week had been eerily quiet. No signs of that nameless psycho anywhere. And even though I should feel relieved, I couldn’t help but be anxious every time I turned a corner. The gruesome nightmares I’d been having also came to a complete stop after I met that boy, but that just unnerved me even more; Like something bad was going to happen very soon.

My deep thought was so rudely interrupted when someone shoved me to the floor. I growled under my breath and looked up at the many students who were staring down at me. Most sent me shocked or apologetic glances, but - of course - there was one teenager who smirked at me; trying not to burst into laughter.

Aros.

“Watch where you’re going next time, kid.” He chuckled.

I scoffed and stood up. “Watch who you call ‘kid’, Jerk!”

“Are you really trying to start a fight with me?”

“Only if you want me to.” Suddenly, I was pushed against the wall of lockers; my feet dangling above the tiled floor. Aros’s hand gripped my scarf to hold me up. “Scary.” I muttered sarcastically, and he hit my head against the locker behind me. I refused to even flinch in pain. “My, my. Have you ever considered seeing someone for your anger issues?” I asked curiously.

I’ve never been one to instigate a fight, but I knew from experience that it’s simply necessary in rare situations like this; as well as self-restraint. Believe me when I say I wanted to punch him in his smug face for being such a prick to Faith. But, I’d rather tempt him to punch mine instead. Then, he’ll get suspended and won’t be able to bother my poor friend for at least a couple weeks.

My plan was fool-proof.

Aros gritted his teeth as he pulled a hand away and clenched it into a fist. “I am going to kill you.”

“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t at least try–”

“Hey, Asshole!”

We both turned our heads to see younger girl running towards us with extreme speed. Once she was close enough, she kicked Aros away with both feet, and the two of them landed on the ground. I could tell they were about to start fighting, and I was going to intervene until a soft hand grabbed my wrist and began pulling me away.

Faith turned back to me as we ran down the hall. “I can’t believe you just picked a fight with Aros! You are the craziest person I’ve ever met!” She exclaimed while dragging me up the rooftop stairs.

“I bet I’ve met crazier…” I breathed. Yeah that purple-haired weirdo.

“What?”

I shook my head. “I said I was hoping he’d hit me.” I responded with the most serious expression possible.

We both reached the roof, and Faith fell over laughing. “W-Why? You are insane!”

“I prefer creative, but sure.” I cracked a smiled and sat next to her. “Honestly, he started it. I was just trying to get to the vending machine. I heard they restocked it today, and I was hoping to get one of those really good granola bars.”

“The ones with chocolate chips?”

I nodded. “yeah…”

Faith sat up and opened her backpack up. She rummaged through it for a while before pulling out a small package; handing it to me. “Ta-da.”

“No way!” I gasped; holding the small granola bar in my hand like it was a tiny god.

Faith let a few more giggles at my reaction. “I figured you’d want one.” She pulled out another one and unwrapped it with me. Then we touched them together as a toast and took our first bites. “Oh cfrap.” She mumbled through her food. “I forgot how phese phings make me phirphty.”

“Then gho ghet a jrink–” I suddenly covered my mouth as some of my snack almost fell out. We giggled as much as we could while eating.

Faith tried her best to calm down as she stood up to get something to drink. She swallowed her food and said, “Alright, I’ll be right back!” With that, she dashed down the stairwell.

I swallowed my food and slowly laid down on the ground; staring up at the sky. It was raining earlier, but it seems to have cleared up now. Now, there weren’t many clouds in the sky. A small smile spread across my face as I tried to see the clouds as animals. People make it look so easy, but maybe I wasn’t as creative as others…

“See anything you like?” A voice wondered, and I could practically hear the smirk.

With a sigh, I sat up to see that boy from before. The one I’ve been trying to avoid for a week now. I glared at him as he sat only a few feet away from me. “Yeah, just not you.”

“Ouch!” He cried; holding his heart. “My sweet Kari! That truly hurt!’

I smirked. "Good. I hope the pain kills you.” My smirk fell into a frown as I asked, “What do you want? If your gonna kill me, would you just do it already? This isn’t exactly fun.”

“Speak for yourself! I’m having a great time!” He laughed.

I groaned and fell back onto the ground. “Y'know, this would be so much easier if you’d at the very least tell me your name.”

“What? Do the minimal effort to help the person I hate more than anything?” He smirked darkly. “Why would I do that?”

We were both silent for a moment. “You could’ve just said 'no’.”

“I could’ve.”

“Alright, what do you want?” I asked seriously.

“Hmm…. Nothing, I guess.” He responded. “Just bored.”

Yes because that makes so much sense. “Well, go be bored somewhere else before I pummel you into the ground.”

“Is that challenge, my tiny friend?” He questioned with a sinister expression. The aura around him changed suddenly, and it made me a bit nervous; I refused to show it, though.

I shrugged as casually as possible. “I guess so. Why, is that a problem?”

“You honestly believe you can beat me? You do know that every time you’ve said that, you ended up dead!” He yelled. I vaguely wondered why it made him so angry, but I didn’t have much time to dwell on it since he suddenly pickrd me up and pushed me against the wall beside the door.

Huh, deja vu much?

“Listen up, pipsqueak because I’ve got a few choice words for you-” Before he could finish, he was kicked violently to the ground beside me.

I looked around confusedly until my crimson eyes landed on a small girl standing next to me. “You’ve got pretty bad luck today, huh?”

The girl beside me was only an inch or two taller than me, but at least she was at a reasonable height for her age. She’s in the eighth grade, but she comes to the high school to help out with the MMA club that happens every Friday after school. Her dark red hair was tied in braids, and her hazel eyes hid behind cute bangs. Her skin was dark, which wasn’t much of a surprise considering she’s a Gerudo.

Her name is Narafe, and she’s the MMA fight club vice-president.

“Narafe? What are you doing up here?” I wondered with a bit of panic in my voice. I’d rather not get her involved in my mess. Plus, she might be able to knock a few heads around, but she’s still only thirteen.

“To tell you not to pick fights anymore. Since apparently you haven’t learned your lesson.” She gestured over to where the boy had been, only to find him gone. “Huh. Where’d he go? And now that I think about it, I don’t remember seeing him around the school before…”

I laughed nervously while pulling on my scarf. “W-Well, its a big school, and um, you’re still spening most of your time at the middle school!” I spoke quickly. “Now that I mention it, why aren’t you at the middle school right now?”

“Changing the subject, I see.” Right I forgot this kid is smart. “I have a free period at the moment, so I came by to use the weight room and train a bit. I’m not one for wasting time for the sake of wasting it.” She looked around the roof before determining that the boy had in fact disappeared. “Alright, I guess I’ll go since whoever that was is gone now.”

She stopped at the door and turned to me. “Stop starting fights you can’t win. And if you can’t follow those simple instructions, at least come by after school on Fridays. The least I can do is show you some moves so you don’t get yourself killed.”

“Thanks.” The young Gerudo saluted me with a smile and disappeared down the stairs. Just then, Faith came back from getting some drinks and gave me a quizzical look.

“What did Narafe want?” She wondered while throwing me a water bottle.

I shrugged and replied with, “Just to warn me about starting a fight with Aros.” It wasn’t a total lie, but I definitely wasn’t going to tell her about how I got choke slammed more than once today.

“Okay. I guess we should finish our snack, yeah?” We sat down on the safety railing and began finishing our food.

“Night, Mom!”

The rest of the day had continued as it normally would, but I expected to at least get called into the office for my little squabble with Aros earlier. Instead, I saw him in the nurses office as I passed through the hall with an ice pack on his nose. I guess Narafe really gave him a run for his money. I was half-tempted to take a picture of him, but I decided against it.

And now, after everything that’s happened today, the exhaustion was finally catching up to me. So, I changed into my usual baggy clothes and laid down on my bed; allowing sleep to consume me.

I blew a piece of hair from my face while looking over the schematics for one of the divine beasts. Medoh had always been my favorite because it was such an accomplishment in my eyes; being able to get a large hunk of metal in the sky like that was truly a feat. So, I wondered if I could somehow condense the technology I used in the flying beast for something smaller; something all hylians could use. Flying elf people; what a silly thought.

My thoughts were broken when I heard the door to my home slam open. I looked over to see my door cracked a bit, and he was also standing there.

“Core! How many times do I have to tell you not to slam my door open like that? It seems like every week I need a new one!” I yelled; extremely irritated by the broken door.

His green eyes bore into me with concern. “He’s here.”

I stared back in shock. Now? Of all the times, he chose now? “Okay, let’s go. The champions are gonna need our help. Come on!” We ran out of the small building with the thought of my poor wooden door quickly fading away.

Once we made it to castle town, I almost began to cry at the complete destruction of it. Buildings were either on fire or already burnt to ash piles. The fountain was broken into a million pieces, and the sound of screaming came from all directions. With a deep breath I decided on a course of action. “Alright, you look for survivors, and be careful. I don’t need a building falling on top of you and crushing you to death.” I joked slightly.

“What about you?” He asked.

“I need to find a way to stop the Calamity. Or at least slow it down until the champions get here.” I responded. He nodded and galloped away to help other people. Meanwhile I made my way to the castle. The source of Calamity Ganon’s power had to be something in a physical state to make so much energy at once, so if I could just destroy it, we would be okay.

I made to the castle gates, only to be attacked by hordes and hordes of various monsters. “Awesome.” I grumbled. I hid behind the wall next to the gate, and tried to find a way around them all. I told my friend not to die, and here I am; about to become a dinner!

I tugged on my scarf before the ends became sharp blades. Then, I threw it over the side of the stone wall and used it to climb up. I made it to the top, and my scarf became normal again. “Perfect.” I worked quickly to run along the top of the wall without slipping, and I soon found a huge opening in the side of the large castle; not a single monster in sight. With a smile, I jumped down and ran inside to find the source of all the dark power.

My breathing became jagged as I anxiously stepped into the large throne room. I assumed logically that the power source would be in the largest room in the castle. “Nothing…”

“What’s wrong, Kari?”

I turned on my heel to see my friend with a scary smirk on his face. “I swear to Hylia! One of these days, I’m gonna accidentally kill you!” He didn’t respond, but instead kept staring at me with a dark expression. “Uh, are you okay?”

“Oh yes, I’m okay. Actually, I’m more than okay. I’m pretty sure anyone would be when they learned they could now do this.” He strode up to one of the large pillars and flicked it; making the whole thing crumble to bits.

For a moment, I thought it was amazing, but a scary question came to mind. “… Where did you get that power?” I asked incredulously. I slowly took a step back; feeling as though my presence was no longer welcome.

“Would you believe that Calamity Ganon had all this power stored up for me?” He said casually while walking toward me. My heart was beating and my scarf had turned into its blades for defense. “Answer me this, my little mechanic: If a sheikah gets her arm broken and no one here’s it, did it happen?”

“That makes no sense.”

He grinned. “Does it?” With incredible speed, he ran over to me and grabbed my arm; twisting it until I heard a sickening crack. My bloodcurdling screams echoed throughout the empty throne room, and he did nothing but laugh. “What’s wrong, Kari? Is the pain too much?” He cackled like maniac. His expression rapidly changed to serious. “We don’t need you, Kari! What everyone needs is someone who can actually protect them! Do you honestly believe you can save these people? Because I don’t think so! You can’t even hold your own against me!” Even after he snapped my arm, he still twisted and it didn’t seem he’d stop anytime soon.

“STOP IT!” I screeched in agony. “CORE STOP!” He laughed and threw me to the floor. I turned to face him with a pleading look in my eyes. I didn’t want to hurt him, so why was he doing this?

“I’m done living in your shadow, Kari. I’ve been seen as the lovable idiot who can barely save a few survivors. Meanwhile, you built these huge machines to save the entire continent. But, no more.”

“Core, please…”

“NO! I’M DONE LISTENING TO YOU.” He tried to stifle another psychotic laugh but couldn’t. He laughed so loud, I tried to cover my ears. “From this point on, I’m no longer your friend. So you’d best think of me as an enemy.” He giggled a bit more before pulling a dark purple spear from thin air. Suddenly, he chucked at me, and it struck my throat. He was then covered in blood–

I woke up gasping for air while holding my throat. I could feel tears streaming down my face as the memory kept replaying itself in my head. My sobs were silent, but I was screaming my lungs off in my head. It was terrifying seeing how he could be at his worst. When I first saw him today, it seemed like he was having a bad day, but Now I see it was probably one of his better days…

I was now more terrified than ever to be in his presence… what was his name again…?

“…C-Core…” I mumbled through my choked sobs; answering my own question.

Hahahahahahaha!!!

“Shut up.” Core grumbled while bandaging his elbow. “I just didn’t hear her, is all.”

Y-You got your ass beat by a girl!!! Hahahaha!!!

“I said shut up. That kid was pretty light on her feet. If she’s gonna be a recurring issue, I’ll have to be more careful.”

And if little miss gerudo is more than just an issue?

“Then we get rid of her permanently.”

“…C-Core…”

Core stopped with the bandaids and smirked; knowing it was Kari who had said his name. She was congested, like she’d been crying all night. Unsurprisingly, that made Core even more happy to know he’d made her cry.

I simply must admit it: you were right to leave the sheikah alive. It’s far more entertaining this way.

Core chuckled lightly to himself while staring out his apartment window. “I’m always right.”

I’m very content with this chapter. Some lore and friendship and not-so-friendship. Yeah it’s a… a little gruesome, I guess. But, it gets the point across. I can’t have people forgetting the Core is a fucking psycho. Speaking of which, he has a voice in his head because that’s fun. I’ve been thinking if I should name him or not. Guess we’ll see. Also Narafe. She’s a cute badass! I’ve got plans for her and Aros as well as some other characters, and it’ll take time. But I am so hyped! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as much as I did because I’m a bit crazy, too! The gore is just interesting to write! Yeah, that’s a bit weird… XD

#the fight's end #story #loz #legend of zelda #zelda #sheikah

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keysoflight · 7 years

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Studying and Togetherness

DigiOTP Week 2017

Prompt: College AU Pairing: Takeru/Wallace/Hikari (Waltakari) Rating: Teens and Up audience Digimon Adventure, 02, Tri

I really liked writing this fic, this was another ship that I got into because of @hielorei these three are just precious together, I gonna have to write more about them in the future, please enjoy reading. (Also the gif XD Willis is basically the guy at the end, Takeru in the middle, and Kari on the right.)

Kari had entered an apartment building for the students at the university, she was here to study with her friend TK, she was having trouble with her literature and essay assignment as he smart when it came to this subject, plus she hadn’t properly hung out with him in the time they had been at Odaiba University. So they could properly catch up while he helped her study. She had just stepped off the elevator and arrived on the third floor, taking out her phone reading her texts from TK, his apartment was ‘3-F’ as she walked down the hallway until she arrived at the door.

Kari knocked it a few times waiting for a response on the other side. Inside the apartment, it was a standard complex, a small hallway with two bedroom doors leading into living room, bathroom, kitchen, and a balcony. And inside the bathroom, stepping out of the shower was a tall male, with an athletic-build, light skin, cream blonde hair soaked from the water, along with the rest of his body, he grabbed a towel drying himself off when he heard the knocking, he grinned wrapping the towel around his waist as he left the bathroom to go and open the door.

“You forgot your key again huh?” He said assuming it was someone else as he unlocked the door instead of seeing a familiar face this girl stood on the other side.

“Oh. You’re not…” He said as Kari’s face went bright pink with a blush as this practically naked guy, dripping wet stood where she was expecting TK.

“I-I… Oh, my g-” She couldn’t find the words as she had to look away from the blonde. He looked confused for a second before remembering he was still just in a towel.

“My bad.” He chuckled rubbing the back of his damp hair. “So, how can I help you?” He asked her with a smile. “I… I’m looking for TK, d-does he lives here?” She asked still looking away from the boy.

“Oh, you must be Kari. Yeah TK lives here but he went to a store to grab some stuff… I’m his roommate Willis, nice to meet ya.” He said taking her hand and shaking it.

“N-Nice to meet you.” Kari said as she was clearly flustered as Willis just kept smiling at her.

“Well just don’t stand out there, come on in.” Willis gestured to inside as Kari just nodded shyly following him inside.

“You can just take a seat through there, while I go put some clothes on.” He winked before heading back to his room to change Kari followed his directions. as she took a seat in the living room.

“Okay, so… A naked guy answered the door. That’s not a bad start.” She spoke to herself, her blush fading down.

“He is really cute too.” She said in a quiet tone, as she then shook her head.

“Okay snap out it. I’ll just wait for TK to come back…” She said as she got out of the books and started to go through one of them.

“So can I get you anything to drink?” Willis had returned dressed in gray pants and a burgundy vest with his towel around his neck.

“Oh no, I’m fine, thank you.” She said smiling faintly as the blonde took the seat opposite to her.

“So how are you doing today?” He asked her as she decided to converse with this boy until TK came back, and she wanted to be polite.

“It’s been pleasant, I’ve just been trying to get past this.” Kari answered referring to her essay paper. “So I asked TK if he could help me out…” She further stated.

“Yeah, he’s pretty great when it comes to writing, essays and junk like that.” The blonde stated as nodded in agreement with him.

“And you’ve been friends with him since elementary?” He asked remembering when his roomie mentioned the girl.

“Mm-hmm. Yep, we’ve friends since we were little, but after we graduated high school we sort of drifted apart, we kept in contact, always messaging and calling each other… But we’ve only met up a few times in the months we been here.” She explained to him.

“Yeah, it can be hard when you fall out of touch with your friends… But you and TK haven’t fallen out of touch, you’ve just both been busy is all.” He said to her which made her smile.

“And what about you?” The brunette asked him as just grinned, chuckling a little.

“Yeah. We really hit off on the first day…” Willis smiled thinking back to when he met the other blonde.

“He’s really great huh? Cheery, reasonable, cute butt.” The blonde said that last part slyly as Kari nodded as she then just blushed again.

“Um… W-Wait no. I mean… Well he does, but not that I…” She was getting red as Willis just grinned as he got her.

“So you agree? That he’s cute.” He asked her as she felt a little embarrassed before the young woman just looked at him and slowly nodded her head.

“Hey it’s okay, I think he’s cute too… And what about me? Do you find me irresistible?” He asked as her face went red as Willis then got up and then went over to her, crouched down before her.

“Cause you know, you’re quite the cutie too.” Willis spoke a charming manner as he gently cupped her cheek as she just looked at him.

Her eyes narrowed as she fallen for his charm, he smirked gently stroking her cheek as he leaned in close, their lips about to meet when the sound of the door unlocking was heard as TK entered the apartment, dressed in a jacket, jeans, wearing headphones as he had a bag in his hand. He locked the door behind him as he walked into the living room to see Kari and Willis, inches away from each other, her face red, as he just stood there before he then cleared his throat as they both looked at him.

“Hey…” He said weakly waving his hand, smiling as Willis grinned while Kari’s expression was the definition of flustered, as she just squealed, hiding her face behind her hands.

“Hey bro, welcome back.” Willis said in a casual manner as if nothing happened.

“Hey, Kari.” TK said in a playful manner as she just returned the greeting in a muffled manner as he just chuckled putting the bag down as he sat down beside her, gently taking her hands away from her face.

“Hi.” He said with a grin as Willis then took the other seat next to her.

“H-Hey.” Kari answered as she felt hot, the heat from her face.

“Sorry I took so long, I just needed to pick up some snacks for our study session, and I hope you don’t if Willis joins in.” TK said as she looked at Willis who just winked.

“Y-Yeah, sure thing, I d-don’t mind.” She said as Willis chuckled as he then got and sat in-between TK and Kari, throwing his arms around their necks pulling them close.

“Cool! This gonna be fun, I already feel like that is gonna be the start a beautiful friendship…” Willis eagerly said as he then kissed Kari’s cheek making her cheeks turn pink, he then turned to other male and kissed his cheek making him giggle. Kari just stared at them before awkwardly smiling at them

Soon time passed as the three college students were at the table, it was covered by their books, papers, and empty packages, and cans, it had been a few hours since they started their study session. Kari had felt a weight lifted off her as she had made progress with the essay thanks to TK and Willis was helping relieve her stress with his jokes and teasing, while they were working they had been talking and getting acquainted with each other.

Kari learned that Willis was originally from Colorado, and he and his mother had moved to Japan during his high school years, he was very popular and was a friendly guy, and a flirt to say the least. And Willis, in turn, learned more about Kari, that she had met TK through her older brother, and the fun times she had with their childhood gang of friends. He was glad to see that they were getting along, his childhood friend and recent friend, smiling warmly at them.

(2 years later)

Willis had just placed three boxes down in his new living room, he was wearing just beige colored pants, he didn’t need a shirt due to the hot weather, as he had an iced pop in his mouth. He had just moved into this new bigger apartment for his last two years of university. The American looked around the room filled with all their boxes, it was just then Kari walked into the room, she was wearing a pink shirt, yellow skirt, and long pink stockings.

“TK’s just coming in the last box, that’s it. We’re officially moved in.” Kari said as she wrapped around arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.

“Yep, there is a lot of stuff. We can leave for a bit and go get something to eat.” Willis said smiling at the young woman as she kissed his cheek softly.

“That sounds good.” TK’s voice made them both look back as he stood in the doorway holding the last box as he placed it down on the ground.

“I gonna need like… Four sodas, and an ice cream.” The blonde groaned as he then went over to them as he leaned in close to Willis taking the other end of Willis’s ice cream pulling it out of his mouth as he started eating it.

“Oh no, just help it yourself, it’s alright.” Willis said as TK just pushed his forehead against his boyfriend’s who just chuckled as did Kari.

“There are some pops in the fridge you know?” The brunette said teasing the boys as Willis just looked at her.

“Yeah but that was the last orange flavored one.” Willis said looking at TK who just pouted as the American just smiled deciding to let it go.

A few minutes later the three of them were the ground, sitting together, each eating an ice pop, with Kari and TK sat on each side of Willis. SInce meeting Kari, he had become close with her and becoming closer with TK as the three of them entered a relationship together a year ago. They were a good combination of friends, and lovers they were equal to each other, it was a little strange at first for Kari, having two boyfriends but she was happy.

TK had been trying to find out how to deal with his feelings for Kari and Willis, and this seemed to make easy for him. Living with Willis was interesting he was always flirting with him, teasing him and trying to proposition a few times, when they first met they ended up kissing which made him a little confused when it came to his childhood crush with Kari. But now those feelings were long gone, he had the two most important people that by his side.

Willis was content with this outcome, he had been this close to two people in all his time in university and in high school, if only he had met these two back during high school or even sooner, but it didn’t matter now. The blond then wrapped his arms around the two holding them close, he gave Kari an Eskimo kiss and TK started to kiss his neck and chest, as he then reached over to the brunette as he kissed her cheek, they all giggled as they just continued to lay there.

#digiOTPweek #college au #digimon fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #digimon #OT3 #rare pair #fluff #otp week #polyamorous ship #Wallace/Willis #takeru takaishi #hikari yagami #tk takaishi #kari kamiya

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years

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Digi Sleep over (Digimon...duh. XD)

Ken was blushing and a nervous wreck as he waited on Davis. the former evil overlord and now mostly good guy had been trying for weeks to come off as more kind and friendly, but tonight was the big test, one he'd never tried before he turned evil despite how popular he had been. A sleepover. He's actually tried to invite all of the other digi destined but his own parents weren't comfortable with girls spending the night. Cody was too young according to his grandfather and TK was going off to hang out with his big brother. That left Ken alone with his semi kinda sorta crush Davis. (in fact, the only reason he'd invited as many of them as he had, knowing that Cody didn't trust him, was that he was nervous about being alone with Davis.) as he checked to make sure everything was perfect for the millionth time, the door bell rang and he practically leap over the couch, the foot stool and his parents to answer the door. Breathing slightly harder then normal, and hair all messed up he opened the door and grinned. "Hey Davis! glad you could make it!"

Originally Davis wasn't going to go to the sleepover, due to how many people were going to be there. It wasn't that he didn't like the the idea of hanging out with all of his friends, or wanted to hog Ken or Kari's attention all to himself, but more it was because of a personal issue that had come up recently. He'd had it all planned out in his head that he'd show up and hang out for awhile, before taking off and not spending the night and claiming it was because of a family thing but then had watched as digi destined after digi destined dropped out of the sleepover and KNEW he couldn't bail and leave ken high and dry. the irony of those words weren't lost on the boy as he was lead into the apartment, smiling and making small talk with Ken before they sat down to start a video game marathon. A few hours of spamming video games, bad TV and junk food later and Ken's mom 'gently suggested' (Read: outright told them) that they might wanna hit the hay with it being 1 in the morning. They boy's hadn't even realized it was so late, and sheepishly both agreed and went to get ready for bedtime, which was something that Davis had been nervous about all night, though now with him on the crashing end of a sugar rush it didn't seem to big anymore as he went into the bathroom to get ready.

Ken had changed into a pair of light blue PJ bottoms, he rarely wore the shirts as he was vain enough to enjoy how his muscles looked, and waited on Davis to come out of the bathroom. The past few hours had be awesome and he was happier then he had been in a long time, even if he was trying to temper the fact he was having so much fun with Davis with the fact that he was nursing a MASSIVE crush on the goggle boy. 'Guess it's a good thing he wanted to get changed in the bathroom then. though man..the fact i missed out on seeing him in just his undies..' Ken thought and smirked, then caught him. 'No no no, we are NOT going to go all pervert and ruin a friendship!' he mentally scolded himself, willing himself to use the head on his shoulders to think. "heh, sorry that took a bit." Davis said, walking back into the room and smiling, and blushing a little. The goggle boy was wearing a soccer themed inspired pair of bed time shorts and a top, though as Ken looked at the big goof, he couldn't help but notice that Davis's crotch looked oddly a little bulky, and he was walking a little funny. 'Do NOT comment on that! he'll wanna know why your looking there!' Ken warned himself and tried to focus on just how cute Davis looked in his themed outfit. "well you weren't in there that long. I figured you were just answering natures call." he said and gave a warm smile. "heh, welll was that." Davis said and blew a raspberry, then bent down to adjust his sleeping bag on the floor next to Ken bed. And as he bent down the boy's sudden semi bubble butt appearance was given a explanation. the top of the shirt rode up while the shorts rode down and there was a flash of something white and crinkly, and Ken started to blush and smile as he realized what it was. 'Oh. My. God. He's wearing a diaper!!' If there was ONE thing Ken loved more then a goofy boy, it was a goofy diaper boy and he quickly grabbed a pillow and put it over his lap to hide the effects that seeing Davis in padding was having on him. "So uh, don't take this the wrong way..but maybe next time get a air mattress or something for me to sleep on." Davis was chuckling as he got the sleeping bag all in place, wiggling his padded rear as he did so though whether he knew he was doing it or not, Ken wasn't sure. "That or you can just scoot over and share your bed next time." Davis added with a chuckle. "O-Oh Ok." Ken squeaked. Davis looked over his shoulder, giving Ken a weird a look as he noticed how crimson the other boy was getting. "Youuuu ok?" Davis asked, raising a eyebrow. "Y-yeah! I'm totally diaper. I mean fine!" Ken said and then face palmed. It was davis turn to blush and he reached behind himself and tugged at the shorts. "ehehehe yeahhh Maybe shoulda gone with the long pants huh?" he said and stuck a touage out. "er..well..i was trying not to say anything but..Y-Yeahhh.." ken said and squirmed. "Dude, you look more flustered then me, you ok?" Davis asked, and then noticed ken holding the pillow to his lap. "oh, you need diapers too?" he asked and reached down, yanking the pillow away before ken could stop hi. and then looking at the tent that ken was making in his pants and blanket. "Heh..is that for little old me?" Davis asked, grinning ear to ear and then winking. "NO!!" Ken whined and reached up, snagging the pillow back and whimpering. "Reallly, so if I did something like THIS, it won't affect you?" Davis said in a impish tone and then hooking his thumbs on the waistband of the shorts, he tugged them down while bending over and wiggling his now fully on display diapered ass. Ken let out a gargle of words, then got up and dashed out of the room, having a accident of sorts in his pants as he took off running, Davis's giggles ringing in his ears.

Davis was laughing softly, he hadn't of pegged ken as the type to play for both teams, let alone be interested in diaper boys, but seeing how it put him in control, he wasn't questioning it. He'd been worried about Ken seeing the diapers and laughing at him before, now now that he knew how easy it would be to well, 'set ken off' He figured he could relax and milk this for a whole lotta fun. To that extent he finished taking off his shorts and moved from the sleeping bag on the floor up into the bed, though he hadn't covered up yet, and waited on Ken's return. As Ken came back up, blushing and looking a little huffy, and now in a black pair of shorts that must of been in the hamper in there, he gave Davis a look as the goggle boy stretched out on Ken's bed. "Draw me like one of your french girls~" he said and giggled. "...Your not funny." Ken huffed. "Awww It's ok Ken. you can always bum a diaper from me if you think you're gonna have anther accident." Davis teased. "No thanks..but uh..Why are you even..I was pretty sure you weren't a bed wetter since you spent the night in the digi world a few times back in the day and well..Yolei doesn't seem the type who'd of kept that to herself." Heh, Yeahhh no way she would of kept her trap shut. Was almost why i didn't come tonight..welll was gonna show up and hang out for a bit but bail before bedtime." Davis laughed, sitting up and patting on the bed for Ken to sit down. It was just so CUTE the flustered look Ken got on his face as he slowly took a seat. "S-Still didn't answer the question.." Ken mumbled. "oh yeah! sooo you know I've been semi benched the last 3 games for my team right?" Davis asked, scooting in a little closer to Ken who was going crimson again. "Y-yeah." the bigger boy squeaked. "Yeahhhh FOUR games ago I took a power shot that was suppose to make the ball go into the net, but made the ball go right into my junk." Davis said, wincing a little as he recalled. "Ouch!" Ken said, wincing a little himself picturing it. "yeah. did NOT tickle. anyways, Needed pull ups for a few days after but totally did a number on my bladder and night time control, and since I'm such a heavy wetter..Mom and dad just got me the biggest diapers they could." Davis said and shrugged. "well you look cute at least." ken said and then put a hand over his mouth, the blush getting worse. "heh awww, you think so? Does big tough Ken love him a diaper butt boy?" Davis teased and giggled. "I-i No?"Ken tried. "oh, well then if you don't, then there's NO issue with me sleeping in your bed with you and cuddling into you tonight right?" Davis asked. Ken made a funny face, and then got up to run to the bathroom again. "..Maybe I better tone down the teasing before he goes though all his laundry.."

Digging though the hamper Ken found anther pair of PJ's, white this time, and while they had a slight smell to them, at least they didn't have a you know what stain on the front as he got changed, again. 'I swear to god, at the rate he's going I'm not gonna make it though the night.' Ken whined in his head. in semi clean pants he splashed some cold water on his face from the sink, then made his way back into the bedroom. Davis was back on his sleeping bag now and looking sheepish. "Ehehehe..Sorry about that man..I really didn't think I'd make you...Ya know..twice in such a short amount of time." "I-It's ok. J-Just uh.. Yeah. guess I might as well as admit it now..I do like cute diaper boys like you." ken said. "Welll I kinda already figured it out what with you running o-" Davis started then paused, blushing now. "Y-You think I'm cute?" ken gave a smile now and chuckled. "no, I always cream my pants over guys i have no interest in." he teased. Sensing a change in the flow of power, It was ken who got in bed and then patted next to him. "you know, you might as well come up here and share a bed with me." Ken said and smirked. "O-Oh..uh..well i didn't wanna make you have anther accident." Davis said, rubbing the back of his head. well tell you what. if i do, I'll take up your earlier offer, and who knows, maybe YOU'LL be the one having a 'accident' seeing ME wiggling my butt." Ken chuckled. Davis's eyes went wide as he got a mental picture of that, and then squirmed around, lots. "Heh, Did somebody just start to like diaper boys?" Ken teased. "M-maybe!' Squeaked out Davis, who cleared his throat. "Maybe." he said again in his normal tone. "it's ok, you can pretend I'm Kari if you want." Ken laughed as Davis crawled up into the bed and laid next to him. "ehehehe well actually.. Kinda semi getting over her for the most part." Davis said. "really? I've seen the way you've been all , heh, pardon the phase, goo goo gaga over her." "heh. Wellll kinda caught her and TK making out soooo don't really think I'ma have a shot anytime soon. Like Interested but not about to go out of my way to break them up." Davis said, snuggling into the pillow and letting Ken cover them both up with his blanket and turn off the light by clapping. "well -I- think you could land anyone you wanted.And Kari would be lucky to snag you." ken said and pulled Davis in for a light hug. "ehehehe..Thanks. Though I don't think most people shopping around for a boyfriend want one who can't go the night without flooding his pants. "Heh, you'd be surprised." ken chuckled. As Ken went to pull back from the hug, he was semi shocked, though pleased as Davis scooted in and nuzzled into him. "heh. somebodies feeling all cuddly." "heh..Yeahhh i kinda..normally cuddle Veemon or a stuffie at night..and he's with the other digimon and I didn't wanna look like a total baby." Davis giggled and blew a raspberry. "Diapers aside you mean." Ken teased playfully. "You really wanna tease me and make me pull back, or just enjoy you got a diaper boy snuggling into your chest?" Davis asked. "...Shutting up."

Davis drifted off fairly quick after that, snuggling into Ken and coo'ing softly as he went under and then gentle streams of baby babble coming out of his mouth once he was under. Ken for his part was tired enough, for obvious reason, but wanted to stay awake as long as he could to enjoy this, not sure if he'd EVER get anther chance to have this little cutie padded up and cuddling him. 'I wonder if I could convince him to wear full time? and be my little stinker?' Ken thought, day dreaming about a droopy diaper Davis whimpering and holding out a clean diaper, lisping for a bum change. 'You might wanna actually ask him out first before trying to get him to be your 24/7 baby butt.' his common sense rang in, making Ken frown. Leave it to common sense to break up a cute idea! Still there was some logic to it, if he was gonna whine for Davis to wear and use his diapers ALL the time he should at least officially ask him out, take him out on a few dates and the like. Still it couldn't hurt to THINK about it, and shutting his eyes he went back to thinking about Davis in short-all's and a massive diaper butt, running around the playground. He almost drifted off to sleep thinking about it, then he felt a sudden warmth on the leg that against the front of Davis's diaper. 'Holy cow..it's not that i thought he was fibbing, but he really IS a helpless bed wetter!!' Ken gushed mentally and then gushed not so mentally for the third time tonight. '..next sleep over I'm wearing one of the diapies too.' was his last thought as he snuggled into the little cutie.

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civilwarbrokemyheart · 8 years

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Top 10 things to say after a first kiss (a Steve Rogers / Tony Stark guide)

1. badass one

“Great,” Steve says, and then all his steely composure slips, and he blushes bright red. “Uh, also, sorry about...about kissing you like that, I just, um. It won’t happen again.”

“Like hell it won’t,” Tony says, and grabs Steve by the back of the neck, drags him in.

ready, fire, aim

2. appreciative one

“I,” Tony says, and his smile is starting to gain altitude, stopping and starting and twisting. “I, uh, won’t be forgetting that. Definitely not. Very memorable. Tip-top shape. Ten out of ten.”

strays by @theappleppielifestyle

3. polite one :)

“Sorry, I don’t know why I-”

“Yeah, just automatic, right, someone kisses you and you kiss back-”

“Absolutely, that’s what I was-”

“Well, I should go and find Clint-”

“Yep, have fun, bye-”

An Abundance of Heart by @theappleppielifestyle

4. deflecting one

“You just kissed me,” he says, and then winces because really. How dumb.

“You said you had feelings for me,” Steve says shortly, and his hands are on Tony’s elbows and he still sounds abrupt like they’re fighting and not kissing.

“Pepper said she thought I had feelings for you,” Tony corrects, and Steve glowers at him.

“Stop deflecting.”

Bond Has It Covered by @captn-sara-holmes

5. it’s about damn time one :)

"Jesus Christ," Tony says when they break apart, panting.

"Your timing sucks," he says a little unsteadily, as Steve’s teeth graze his ear.

"I know," Steve says, and laughs, a low, throaty sound Tony's never heard him make before, and it nearly liquefies his spine.

Semaphore by @devildoll

6. sentimental one :)

“You can’t possibly,” Steve pants against Tony’s lips, warm and honest and bright, “need me as much I need you, you idiot.”

Heroes Do Exist by @dontholdthiswarinside

7. honest one

“I’m sorry,” he rasped, and made to let go of Tony’s arms.

“Stop apologizing for things you aren’t sorry for,” Tony told him and pulled Steve’s mouth down to his.

One Phone Call Away by @stark-spangled-lovers

8. not-so-subtle one :)

“Steve...”

“Sorry,” he said, before Tony could say anything else, his eyes fixed on the rug somewhere to the left of Tony’s feet.

And then he fled, up the stairs, into his room, locking the door behind him.

The Perils of Turkey Day by @hurricanedancer and @draganchitsa

9. Cheesy (but really cute) one :)

“Is that my Christmas present?” Tony says, smirking.

Steve smiles back, wide and lazy, eyes half-lidded and smoky. “That’s just the start,” he murmurs.

Mutually Assured Infatuation by @meatball42

10. The greatest of them all :)

“I love you,” Steve repeats when Tony breaks for air.

“I know,” Tony murmurs.

I Know by @kari-kurofai

#stony fics #superhusbands

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rubixkun · 8 years

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Surprise! You have a House-Guest

Part 2

Read part 1 here: Part 1

“Natsumi,” Kazuki said with concern, “what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to see my best friend, of course!” Natsumi shouted. “Is there a problem with that?”

Kazuki held his hands up in a panic. “Quiet!” he hushed. “Everyone else is sleeping. I don’t wanna wake them up.”

“Everyone else is asleep? That’s a first.” Natsumi set her backpack down on the floor and removed her shoes. Kazuki winced at the sight of mud on his carpet. She crossed her arms and her eyes wandered around the bedroom.

“Natsumi,” Kazuki sighed, “you snuck into my bedroom in the middle of the night. What is going on?”

Natsumi looked over at Kazuki and widened her eyes. She slowly approached the boy and placed a hand on his chest. Immediately, his heart began to pound. Natsumi was so close to him, and she seemed to be leaning closer.

“I couldn’t keep my urges to myself anymore!” Natsumi gasped, her voice more high-pitched than normal. “I was in my room and all I could think about was you! I needed to see you, to be with you…” her hand moved up to caress his cheek. “I want you…” She moved her face closer to Kazuki’s, and she could feel his erratic breathing on her cheeks. “Please, Kazuki. We shouldn’t fight our feelings anymore.”

Awkward silence fell amongst the two for what seemed like an eternity. Kazuki’s face was now bright red in disbelief of what he had just heard. A smile twitched on Natsumi’s face before she burst into uncontrollable laughter. Kazuki snapped out of his trance and covered Natsumi’s mouth with his hand.

“I said be quiet!” Kazuki whispered. “And what the heck was that act for?”

“I can’t help it!” Natsumi cried through Kazuki’s hand. “You’re too easy to fool! I can’t believe that you still fall for that trick! Oh, the look on your face was priceless!”

“You’re too good at acting,” Kazuki grumbled. “I really thought you were being serious this time…”

Natsumi finally shoved Kazuki’s hand away from her mouth. “Listen, I know how big of a loser you are with the ladies,” she teased. “I’m only trying to help you for when you finally become a man. I’m not sure if a girl would appreciate silence after spilling their heart out. I didn’t even get a smile. That was kinda rude.”

Kazuki groaned again and fell to his bed. “I don’t need your help, Natsumi. Now will you stop avoiding the question of why you’re here? Why not just tell me?”

“Hey what’s all these files on your desk?”

Kazuki stood straight up in panic. “Don’t look at those!”

Despite Kazuki’s protest, Natsumi picked up one of the files and opened it. “Why not? Is this something secret? Is Kazuki doing something naughty? Maybe this is a secret porn stash!” She looked at the contents inside the folder. “Noriko Suzuki?” She then silently read the student information.

“Put that away!”

“Why? This isn’t anything fun. Just boring student profiles. I’m disappointed in you for looking at something so dull.” She looked at another one, and then another. “Hey wait a minute, all of these are girls!” She looked over at Kazuki and grinned. “Maybe you’re more fun than I thought. Are you trying to pick out your first girlfriend?”

Kazuki’s entire body burned. “It’s not like that! I was just-”

“You’re just finding the perfect girl to beat off to? You must be desperate if you’re using non-pornographic photos...”

“No!” Kazuki hid his face, embarrassed. “I’m begging you, Natsumi, please stop.”

“Good lord, you’re hopeless.” She set the file down and looked over at the second big pile. “This must be the guys. If I’m gonna be a Hope’s Peak student next year, I may as well get a sneak peak of my upperclassmen.” She opened up another file and her face immediately lit up. “Oh he is a hottie!” She ran over and shoved the file in Kazuki’s face. “You gotta set me up on a date with him! Please, please, please?”

“I don’t even know him yet!” Kazuki exclaimed.

Natsumi began to pout. “You’re a stick in the mud. What happened to the cute little Kazuki that I met at Jabberwock Island? The one that let me hit him with a plastic sword, and bury in the sand? What about the Kazuki I made a flower crown for?”

“I…” Kazuki found himself a loss for words. “I just grew up, I guess. Also, I never let you hit me with that sword.”

Natsumi stuck out her tongue. “Whatever. I still liked that Kazuki better.” She picked her backpack up and walked over to the door. “I’ll be right back.”

Kazuki dashed over to block the door. “Where are you going?”

“To the bathroom. I can’t change into my pajamas with you here.”

“You’re staying here?”

“What’s the big deal? I’ve stayed here tons of times. We even slept in the same bed.”

“We did that when we were kids, and our parents knew we would be staying over!”

“Oh come on, I know you’re not gonna touch me and I sure as hell won’t touch you.”

Kazuki swore his face would never cool down tonight. “What if my mom or dad see you? They’re not gonna believe us if we say nothing happened!” He could hear the embarrassing lecture his father would give him in the nearby future.

Natsumi giggled. “Then I suppose you’ll have to leave your room if I’m going to change clothes. I’m not leaving this house tonight.”

Kazuki sighed. “Okay, you win. But when I get back, you’re going to tell me why you’re here in the first place.” He walked over to his desk and started putting the student profiles back into the accordion folder. “I’m going to put this back. Please don’t make a sound.” Natsumi placed a finger on her lips.

Kazuki quietly left his room and carefully walked through the dark hallway. He treaded carefully as if every step would wake up his family. Thankfully his father’s office was not too far away. He snuck into the office once again to put the folder back as if it were never taken in the first place.

He left the room with a sigh of relief. Kazuki was extremely lucky that he hadn’t been caught with the files. He closed the door, opened his eyes, and jumped in shock. Kazuki looked down, and in the small light, he saw a small girl with lavender hair that barely touched her shoulders. Tired purple eyes that seemed to glow looked up at the teen. Kazuki cracked a smile at the little girl in front of him. The girl smiled back softly.

“H-hey, Hikari!” Kazuki stuttered. “It’s way past your bedtime! What are you doing awake?”

“I was going to the bathroom,” Kazuki’s little sister replied. “Then I heard footsteps, and saw you walk out of Dad’s office.”

Kazuki laughed nervously. “I was just, uh, returning a pen that I borrowed,” he lied. “Mine ran out of ink.”

Hikari yawned. “Also, is someone in your room? I keep hearing noises, like someone talking.”

Kazuki’s eyes widened. “That? Oh, I was watching a movie on my computer. I didn’t realize how loud it was! Sorry if I woke you.”

“It’s okay,” she said sleepily. “I won’t tell anybody.” She held her pinky finger out to her big brother. “I promise.”

Kazuki wrapped his pinky finger around Hikari’s. “Thank you, Kari.” He knelt down and hugged his sister tight. “You’re the best little sister ever.”

“I’m your only little sister.”

“That has nothing to do about you being the best! Now hurry to the bathroom and go back to sleep, okay?”

Hikari nodded. “Okay.” She walked off slightly before turning back to her brother. “Oh, Kazuki? Can you tell Natsumi I said hi?”

Kazuki was sure his eyes were going to pop out of his skull. There was no way she knew Natsumi was in the house, unless she saw right through his lie and heard him Natsumi talking earlier.

“Y-Yeah I’ll tell her next time I see her.”

Hikari smiled softly in a way that resembled her mother. “Thanks, big brother.”

#Capnfics #kazuki naegi

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