#Ten days of Au’s

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Fairy tales in Disguise

Words: 2,440

Au: collage professors au/modern au

For: @howdoesoneadult

Tick-Tock

              Tick-Tock

The hands on his watch counted down the seconds. There was still five minutes left before Kakashi could officially be considered late, but Gai couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed at the situation.

They’d promised to meet at their favourite cafe, the same one they’d been going to since they young college students trying to find their way through the world, and Kakashi had the audacity to keep him waiting.

“I should know better,” forcing himself to look away from his watch, he focused instead on the book he was holding. ‘Gods and Heros: Fantastic Tales’. It was one of the newest books on mythology he could get his hands on during his last visit to the bookstore and he had made it his personal goal to read all of it before the next semester began.

Only two weeks and one hundred and fifty-seven pages to go before he met that goal.

One upside of Kakashi being late was that he had more time to read.

“That looks interesting,” he barely had an opportunity to lower his book before the seat across from him was being claimed. It wasn’t Kakashi sitting across from him, but an older woman with long brown hair and curious brown eyes that were fixated on his book. “is that new?”

“i-it came out just last month,” he confirmed. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude but-“

“you’re not rude at all,” the woman cut him off, a cheerful smile that looked eerily familiar. Yet, when he searched his memory for any hint of who the woman was he couldn’t come up with a single thing.

She was a strange, yet she’d claimed the seat opposite of him as if they were best friends.

“How is it?”

“What?”

“The book,” she pointed at the book in his hands. “Are the stories any good?”

“They’re the same,” he admitted, though thinking back he had found that the stories he’d read so far had a bit more excitement to them than previous ones. They were more fanciful, with a bit more adventure and excitement. “they keep the original tales but add a bit more…flare.”

“Like any good fairy tale.”

Gai cringed at the use of that word.

He couldn’t never quite explain it, but he hated it when people referred to mythology as fairy tales. Sure, there were a lot of similarities, but the comparison felt forced. Like a book seller trying to slap a title on the book just so it seemed more appealing to shoppers.

“Myth’s,” he corrected her gently while placing his bookmark back into its place and closing the book. “they’re myths.”

“Which are fairy tales we use to explain what happens around us,” she fired back, a triumphant smile that reminded him a little of Kakashi. Whenever he was arguing, and especially when he was correct, he got a smile just like that one.

Sometimes it was the most beautiful smile Gai had ever had the pleasure of seeing.

Other times, like right now, it irritated him.

“Fairy tales are random stories a talented writer comes up with,” he argued. “they’re in fanciful worlds with magic powers. They have talking animals and incredible hero’s and…” she raised an eyebrow, challenging him to continue. He tried, but as he thought through the argument that he’d had a hundred times before a realization hit. “I’m just proving your point…” his shoulders slumped and his eyes dropped down to the book.

He'd had this argument with so many people over the years. All of them had their reason’s for calling myth’s ‘fairy tales’ but no matter what they had to say he always had a counter point, and while there was never a clear winner in those arguments he’d walked away satisfied that he’d educated them about the importance of myth’s a little.

Yet, sitting across from this stranger he found himself questioning every single one of those arguments.

“Myth’s,” he insisted. “they’re Myth’s. An integral part of society. They help us understand what’s going on around us, how things came to be. They attempt to answer every question we have about the world around us.”

They were Myth’s, not fairy tales.

There was a fundamental difference. He couldn’t think of what exactly that difference was, but he knew there was one.

“Fairy tales are an extension of those same questions,” his companion responded, her smile growing softer as she dug her hand into her bag and pulled out a book of her own. This one was much smaller than Gai’s, with flower’s decorating the spine and a bright purple cover that caught his attention easily. “This fairy tale had its own goddess’.”

“Did real people believe in them?”

“No,” she conceded. “But they’re still gods. Just as likely to exist as the one’s in your book.”

On that, Gai didn’t even bother trying to argue. As much as he loved mythology, he was not a religious man. The gods in his stories were fascinating, but they were no more real than the gods people worshipped today.

Their stories were simply more interesting to him.

“It’s not a bad thing, you know,” she continued, settling a bit more into her seat. “to call them Fairy tales. Fairy tales are one of countless ways we express ourselves. We find joy in them. They make us cry, scare us. Sometimes they even force us to think about the world around us. Is that not what your myth’s do?”

“well, yes-“

“Yet they’re different?”

“They’re a look into society,” he answered, his finger tracing over the book’s spine. “They tell you what people want to believe. Not just one person, like a fairy tale, but a whole society. Myth’s let you look into the souls of people who are long gone and will never have the chance to explain how they saw the world. They’re one of the few sources we have to see into the minds of those people. To see the world as they saw it. Fairy tales can offer a similar glimpse, but they’re restricted to a hand full of people and they’re shared with the world. When someone reads a fairy tale, they don’t do so believing that the world they’re entering is in any way real.”

“You believe that” she gestured to his book. “Is a believable world.”

“No,” he chuckled at the thought. “But once upon a time, people did. They worshipped these gods and heroes. they went to temples with offerings, prayers, and sought knowledge from the people in these stories.”

The smile on her face only seemed to grow the more he spoke.

“Tell me this,” setting his book down on the table, he crossed his arms over it and leaned forward. “When you read your fairy tales, do you come out of them thinking that the fairy’s and gods are so real that you should worship them?”

“I do not.”

“But these,” he picked up the book and held it in front of himself so she could get a good look at it. “These are fairy tales, sure, but they’re fairy tales people believed in. they’re fairy tales people learned not just their morals from, but which became such an integral part of their world that they were willing to fight for them. To shed blood for them.”

“You have clearly never been on a public form to discuss your favourite fairy tale with other fans.”

An image of Kakashi hunched over his phone typing furiously while muttering about ‘reading comprehension’ and ‘stupid people’ popped into his head at that moment. It was difficult not to laugh, since the view was always so delightfully ridiculous.

“my boyfriend does a lot of that,” he admitted, chuckling as he thought about how much Kakashi would hate him discussing his personal flaws with a stranger. “he gets very heated over them.”

“mmm, yes Kakashi does do that,” the smile dropped off of his face instantly and he stared at the woman in front of him, her words dancing around in his head.

“Sorry,” he shook his head. “Kakashi. Do you…do I know you?”

“Not really no,” she continued to smile, which only served to annoy Gai more as he struggled to figure out just who she was an how she knew his boyfriend. “Kakashi should be here soon, correct?”

“uh, well,” glancing down at his watch he frowned. It was not three pm. The time when him and Kakashi had agreed to meet. “He should be here right now, but he’s usually late.”

“He won’t be late today.”

“how can you-“

“Sorry,” Kakashi’s voice called out. Looking up, Gai grinned when he saw Kakashi making his way toward the table with a book in one hand and a leash in the other, his service dog Pakkun happily trotting alongside him. “I hope I’m not late.”

“Right on time, actually,” standing up, Gai waited until Kakashi was close enough and leaned in to steal a quick kiss. “I seem to have made a new friend. She says you know her.”

“Hmm?” looking at the other side of the table, Kakashi frowned when he saw the woman sitting there in his spot. “I thought I told you I was going to meet you tomorrow.”

“I wanted to meet today,” she countered, that cheerful smile still on her face. “Besides, we both know you would have continued to hide your boyfriend away if I didn’t make an appearance on my own.”

“I would not.”

“So, you’ll let your father meet him tomorrow?”

“I…” pausing, he glanced back at Gai. “To clarify, before you get any ideas, it’s not you I’m embarrassed of.”

“Me?” Placing a hand over his chest, Gai gasped. “Why would you ever be embarrassed of me? I’m wonderful!”

“A fact that Kakashi continues to reiterate every time we speak,” the woman spoke with fondness. “Yet I feel as though he never mentions us.”

“I do!”

“Oh? What does he know of us then?”

“Well, he knows dad works in the police force.”

Gai hummed. One of the first things Kakashi had told him when they met was how his father was an officer in the police force and his mother was a writer.

A writer who had given him his love of books, and who loved fairy tales more than anything else.

“Oh…” he cringed as the realization hit him. It seemed so obvious now that he knew, yet it had flown right over his head.

Their smile was the same.

Their love of books the same.

They even shared a mole on the right side of their chin, though he forgave himself for forgetting about that. Most days Kakashi’s mole was hidden by his mask so it was easy to forget it existed, even if he did think it was the cutest thing ever.

“See? I’ve told him about you.”

“Your mom’s in town? No, your parents?” he gasped. “and you didn’t tell me? We have to have dinner!”

“Gai, please-“

“Tomorrow night, no tonight,” he insisted. “at our favourite Sushi spot. We can get a sushi boat and-“

“Gai….”

“And we can continue this conversation,” he turned his attention to Kakashi’s mother, his smile growing even brighter.

“You mean the one about how myths are just fairy tales with a different name?”

“Mom!” Kakashi yelped, his hands reaching out to cover her mouth only to be slapped away. “We talked about this. That’s the one thing I told you not to do.”

“Which of course means I had to,” she huffed. “And he makes some good points. I’m looking forward to hearing what more he has to say on the topic.”

Slapping a hand over his face, Kakashi groaned. “This is why,” he grumbled. “I can’t leave you alone for five seconds. How can I introduce the most important person in my life to you when you can’t even stop yourself from getting him riled up over something I told you upsets him?”

Gai stood there staring at his boyfriend, his heart swelling with love as his words sank in.

“The most important person in your life?” his mother repeated, and Gai’s smile grew impossibly wide.

“I-well-“ Kakashi’s eyes darted between the two of them, panic setting in as he realized just what he had said. “Can we start over? This is going all wrong.”

“No,” wrapping an arm around Kakashi’s shoulders, Gai pulled tight against his body. While he did that, Pakkun walked forward and plopped himself down directly beside Kakashi’s mother. “I think it’s going perfectly.”

“Me too,” standing up, she extended a hand toward Gai. “And since my son won’t give us a proper introduction, I am Yua.”

“Yua,” Gai chuckled. “Like the warrior hero from the land of Iron.”

“Oh, you read mythology from the land of Iron as well?”

“I didn’t use to,” he admitted a bit sheepishly. “But when Kakashi told me his mother came from there I thought I should pick up some copies. Fill myself in. I wouldn’t be a good teacher if I didn’t gather as much information as I could, right?”

Her eyes twinkled with excitement. “So he did mention us.”

“A lot,” he confirmed. “You’re his hero’s.”

“Ok,” placing himself between the two of them, Kakashi glared at Gai. “We don’t need to tell them everything I say, do we?”

“Maybe not,” Gai conceded. “I can save all of that for tonight.”

“Wait a minute-“

“And we’ll have to tell you all the things he says about you,” Yua continued over her son. “Calling you the most important person in his life doesn’t even begin to describe how much he adores you.”

“Mother…”

“I like this one,” she smiled at Kakashi, a tender look in her eyes. “You chose well.”

Looking back at Gai, Kakashi chuckled fondly. “I did,” he confirmed, leaning slightly into Gai’s body so that their heads were almost touching. “He’s just as embarrassing as you and dad. Perfect for me, really.”

Throwing his head back, Gai let out a loud, cheerful laugh.

There was nothing in the world, he was certain, that could truly embarrass Hatake Kakashi, but knowing that he was one of a select few people with the capabilities to do that felt nice. It was a power he’d have to be careful with. He didn’t want to abuse it.

Except, maybe tonight. Kakashi would forgive him for this one transgression.

It might be his only opportunity to tell his beloveds parents about the time he’d jumped into a river to save a dog only to have the dog swim away from him just as he reached it.

[bunnieswithknives]

Dev this is serious stop beatboxing.

[demaparbat-hp]

No war au: first time meeting each other at a diplomatic event. zuko, crown prince of the fire nation kisses the hand of katara chief of the southern water tribe.

Beyond diplomacy.

[cintiri]

Thinking about my big brother ghost Yuan au again, specifically the relationship between Shen Yuan and Yue Qi, because you know there's no way Shen Jiu doesn't tell his Qi-Ge about his tag along.

At first, Yue Qi was probably somehow MORE suspicious of Shen Yuan than Shen Jiu was, because who's this freeloader in his Xiao Jiu's head!!! What does he want with poor Xiao Jiu? You can't have him, evil ghost!!!

Eventually, he and Shen Jiu get used to Shen Yuan though, and Yue Qi starts to actually really appreciate Shen Yuan's presence. There have been multiple times where Shen Yuan has convinced Shen Jiu to seek out Yue Qi for help with things he otherwise would have hidden, and clearly SY is keeping SJ safe with his interference, as SJ has been getting caught less, getting hurt less, and getting into less fights than usual.

What really ends up solidifying the bond between Yue Qi and Shen Yuan, though, is when their Si-Jie was sold. Wu-ge had died the winter before, and Liu-Jie had run away, so after Si-Jie, Yue Qi was the oldest, and therefore it was his job to protect the younger slaves like Wu-Jie had. Xiao Jiu was inconsolable, having retreated into his mind and leaving Shen Yuan most of the control, and Yue Qi didn't have time to mourn or anyone to hide behind.

He was only ten years old.

Yue Qi was limping back to the building and surrounding alleyways the slave masters had claimed as their own, carrying the Bao he had run on his twisted ankle to get for the other slave children. They needed to eat in order to stay healthy, to stay healthy in order to survive.

It was getting dark, but if he hurried now he would be able to slip out and go beg in the red light district. He knew some ladies who had taken a liking to Xiao Jiu and himself, they wouldn't chase him away, and then he could make up the money from Shiba missing today because of her sickness, and from Shiwu who was too busy mourning Si-Jie, and-

"Xiao Qi?" It was the familiar too-soft version of his Xiao Jiu's voice. Shen Yuan, then. He paused, turning towards him. "Yes?"

"You've been gone since before morning, Xiao Qi. And what happened to your leg?"

"it's alright, Shen-Xiangsheng. I've just been getting food for the others, and I'm going to go to the red light district-" he heard Shen Yuan tisk, before stepping forwards and putting a hand on Yue Qi's shoulder.

"Not on that leg you aren't. Come sit down, I'll bring the Bao to the others and help you with that leg."

Yue Qi felt his face scrunch up, his brow furrowing as he looked down at the man in the body of his closest friend. "If I don't, then Shiba and Shiwu are going to get beaten! And maybe even you too! And then Shiba won't recover from her sickness!" Yue Qi shouted, balling up his fists.

"Is that what you really want? To ruin the lives of some slave children while acting nice? Cause if that's true, you're a really pathetic ghost!"

Yue Qi froze. He just yelled at an adult. Sure, maybe that adult was in Xiao Jiu's body, and so he was little, but Xiao Jiu could be really strong when he wanted to, and Xiao Jiu had been so sad when Si-Jie went away, would he even notice that his tag along was beating up his Qi-Ge? Or maybe even if he did he wouldn't intervene, because Yue Qi was an awful little brat who raised his voice and barked like a dog at someone who was better than him, and-

And Shen Yuan's face didn't twist in anger like the slavers or the men in the markets might have. Instead, his face was filled with pity. No, not pity. Sympathy.

Maybe Shen Yuan was an adult, but he was also a ghost. A ghost that was stuck in the body of a little street kid like Yue Qi. So maybe he wouldn't beat him. Maybe Shen Yuan would just be sad for him, because he knew how bad it was out here, and maybe he wouldn't make it worse. Maybe he would just leave Yue Qi alone.

So caught up in his thoughts, Yue Qi didn't notice Shen Yuan had moved until he felt the warm arms around him. He froze.

Shen Yuan's hugs didn't feel like Si-Jie's. They weren't as warm and gentle, his hand didn't run over Yue Qi's back gently with shushing sounds coming from his mouth. They didn't feel like Xiao Jiu's either. Xiao Jiu was all sharp knees and elbows, chipped nails digging into his skin as if at any second Yue Qi would disappear if he didn't hold on.

Shen Yuan's hug was tight, and though he was shorter, he used a hand on the back of Yue Qi's head to tuck his face into his shoulder. The other hand rubbed gentle circles on his back, slowly pulling Yue Qi's mind back into his body.

Distantly, he heard Shen Yuan speaking. "That's right, breathe in, and out. You're doing so well, Xiao Qi. It's okay, I have you, you'll be alright."

His hands tightened into little fists in Shen Yuan's clothes and he felt himself lean against him, letting out a sudden sob he hadn't even realized had been caught in his chest. Before he knew it, he was sitting down, laying on Shen Yuan's chest and sobbing into his shoulder, holding on for dear life and shaking like a leaf in the wind. Shen Yuan was speaking, and it sounded soothing, but Yue Qi couldn't tell what he was saying through his sobs.

"Yuan-ge-" he whimpered, his voice cracking as he tried to burrow further into Shen Yuan.

"Shh, It's okay, it's okay, your Yuan-ge is here."

Yue Qi cried for a long time, until the sun had set and he had fully exhausted himself. Yuan-ge pulled him onto his back, somehow managing to carry him despite his small stature, and carried him into the alleyway where he and Xiao Jiu slept. He placed Yue Qi down, before pulling out the bricks that they hid their straw mat behind, pulling it out and laying it on the ground.

He watched as Yuan-ge placed one of the bricks at the end of the mat, before pulling Yue Qi onto it and pushing his sprained ankle up, placing the foot onto the brick.

"Keep your foot elevated, like this, okay? I'm going to go to the red light district. I'll get the money that Shiba and Shiwu need. You just rest, alright? He said. Yue Qi opened his mouth to protest, and suddenly found a warm Bao bun pushed into his mouth. At the taste, he couldn't help but grab it and begin to chew, but as he ate, he looked up and complained, "These were supposed to be for the others!"

Yuan-Ge sighed. "You're a growing boy, eat it. I'll get another Bao to make up for this one, okay?" Yue Qi could only glumly nod, and continue eating his bun.

Soon after Shen Yuan left, he felt himself slip into sleep, exhausted.

-

"Qi-ge, Qi-ge wake up!" He heard a familiar voice whisper shout in his ear. "Xiao Jiu?" He murmured, still hazy with sleep.

"Yuan got us some stuff, but he told me I should be the one out here to give it to you. Here." He blinked, as half a stick of tanghulu was shoved in his face. Squinting in the dark, he could make out a few bits of crystalized sugar stuck to Xiao Jiu's cheeks.

"Hmmmkay." He murmured, taking the stick and going to have a bite, when he felt a sudden rush of cold on his ankle. He yelped in surprise, but strangely, his ankle felt much better. Looking down, he saw Xiao Jiu using cloth scraps with a strange blueish paste on them to bind his ankle.

"Wha-"

"Yuan says it's called the winter's night lily of ice pack. Or something"

"Everwinters night lily! It's just basically an ice pack." Chimed Shen Yuan, making little sense as usual, before he faded away once more."

"Okay, that. The colds sposed' to help with your leg. Somehow. And also keep it elevated or something."

"It does feel better than it did before." Yue Qi agrees.

"Good. Keep it that way. Oh, also Yuan made a deal with some courtesans. Made a whole bunch of posters for some brothel called the Autumns Iris. They gave us some coins, so he said not to worry. Oh, and he got the Bao."

Yue Qi let out a long breath, as Xiao Jiu climbed onto the mat, flopping halfway on top of Yue Qi and accidentally elbowing him in the ribs. "I'm going to sleep now." He said, before curling up like a hissy cat.

Yue Qi stayed awake for a while longer. Yuan-ge did it. He did exactly what Yue Qi needed, maybe even better than Yue Qi could have. He didn't get mad when Yue Qi yelled at him. He helped him fix his ankle, even though it really wasn't that bad.

He cared. He wanted to protect him. And he was older, and smarter, and stronger than any of the other slaves had ever been.

Maybe, even though Si-Jie was gone, with Yuan-ge here, he and Xiao Jiu would be okay.

[lvl100hummuswarrior]

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PREV

I’ve been really looking forward to sharing this one :] hurray

[aeb-art]

here's a continuation of this comic. it ended up kinda long so the full thing is under the cut

yeah these two immediately forgot that there are other people in the room lmao

[d0not-disturb]

Just ten days to go…

[baskeigh-ball]

Red's clothes are Mud Dogs thing, a Big Mama thing or a Red thing? (like, why does he wear clothes)

Oh it's a Mud Dogs thing, 100% lol

They couldn't let one of their crew walk around with zero drip

Raph is just happy to be twinning even more with his bestest pal

[late-draft]

So I heard about the AU where Lu Ten is alive, but got captured and brainwashed by the Dai Li once they discovered that he was actually an earthbender pretending to be a nonbender.... and I love it

Although I feel it might only work in an AU, because his death was such a major point in Iroh's character evolution and thus influenced the entire world.

[cowboys-bones]

I drew this back in April based off the wonderful @strawberrys-starship's mermaid AU, but I thought I'd post it for Star Trek Day!

[smokbeast]

”if only I had _”

#inktobertale2024 day 22

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Just a Little Paperwork

Words: 1,717

Au: College Professors Au

For: @skykashi

Class had just barely ended when Kakashi received a call from the office. Students were still filing out of the class, some stopping to watch as he spoke to the person on the other side of the phone line. They only continued their way when the people behind them began to push, insisting upon their escape from class no matter how interested their classmates may have been in their professor’s conversation.

              “It’s Lunch time, I have plants to meet with Gai and Rin,” Kakashi insisted, half pleading even though he knew it was a lost cause.

              As he expected, the voice on the other side insisted upon his presence in her office, even going so far as to threaten him with extra out of schoolwork if he took too long getting to the office.

              His choices were limited, and with the last few students shuffling out of the room his resolve crumbled.

              “I’ll be right down,” setting the phone down on the receiver, he tilted his head back so that he was staring up at the ceiling. There were hundreds of reasons he could think of for why the dean wanted to see him, and none of them were good.

              She could be fed up with his attitude toward the students and have another two-hour lecture about taking his job seriously and not pointing out his students flaws. A lecture he would rather skip out on, mostly because if he got it from the Dean, he’d also be getting it from Gai and Rin when he inevitably told them why he’d had to cancel their lunch plans.

              If it wasn’t that, it would be another offer for him to take over her job and he was slowly starting to run out of excuses for why he couldn’t do that.

              If somehow it wasn’t either of those things, the list of what he could be about to face was neither short nor enjoyable. From lectures on his teaching style to extra work loads of paperwork the dean would try to pawn off on him. The list was endless, and unfortunately for him completely unavoidable.

              If he didn’t go to the office to speak to her willingly she would hunt him down in the hallways and everyone would get a front row seat in the chaos that was his life. There was nothing worse than gossip hungry young-adults getting their grubby hands on some juicy interactions, so rather than risking that Kakashi decided to give in.

It was better for his already crumbling mental health in the long run.

“Come on,” he patted his desk, smiling when Pakkun lifted his head and stared up at him. “We’ve been called to the office. Don’t want to keep her waiting, do we?”

Placing his paws on the desk, Pakkun stretched his little body out and opened his mouth for one of the biggest yawns Kakashi had ever witnessed. “don’t tell me you think my class is boring too,” he frowned, a smile tugging at his lips when Pakkun looked up at him with his most unimpressed expression. “Yes, I know. History isn’t for everyone, but it’s important.”

Once Pakkun was done stretching he trotted up to the edge of the desk. Once he put a paw up, indicating he wanted Kakashi to pick him up, Kakashi tucked his hands under the pug’s tiny body and lifted him up onto his shoulder.

It took only a few seconds for Pakkun to make himself comfortable in his new spot, and once he was he let out a small, sharp yap to let Kakashi know it was time for them to move.

“So bossy,” reaching up with his left hand, Kakashi gave Pakkun two quick pats on the head while turning to the door. The last of his students had cleared the room while he was waiting for Pakkun to get ready, leaving the door clear for their exit.

it was just too bad they weren’t going to lunch like they’d originally planned.

Kakashi couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

Of all the things Tsunade could have called him to the office for, he’d expected this. Even dreaded it and tried to avoid it.

What he hadn’t expected, was her reasoning.

“You, want me to do this,” he asked while pointing to the pile of paperwork sitting on the desk between them. “So that you can go out on a date?”

“I don’t get many dates.”

“a date,” he continued, ignoring her addition. “That just so happens to be with my mother.”

“Is that a problem?”

“You dating her? No, not at all. You make her happy and that’s good. I could do without hearing her calling you her ‘Princess’ but that’s an argument for another day,” waving away that thought, he glared down at the paperwork. It wasn’t too large of a pile, but it was significant.

At least two hours worth of reading and sorting into piles of what he thought she should sign, and what could go directly into the shredder.

Two hours that he could be spending with his own boyfriend instead of doing work that wasn’t even his.

“You know, as dean of this place it is your job to do the paperwork, right?”

“And I will do it,” leaning back in her chair, Tsunade stared at Kakashi with confident eyes. “You can’t sign the paperwork for me. You’ll just be thinning it out a bit. Taking out all the stuff I don’t need to concern myself with.”

“So, you can cuddle up to my mother?”

“And other things.”

Closing his eyes, Kakashi willing away the thoughts that threatened to spring into his mind after hearing Tsunade’s little addition. The last thing he needed to make his day worse was the thought of his mother doing anything adult with his boss.

              “you can’t just do this-“he gestured to the paperwork. “Tomorrow? Or before you leave today?”

“Today I have a meeting with some parents to discuss their students’ grades. I’d rather skip out on those and do the paperwork if I’m being honest, but apparently, they’re not satisfied with the teacher’s answers to their concerns.”

“Who’s the teacher?” he asked, feeling a slight annoyance to the professor who’d failed to deal with some disgruntled parents on their own.

“You.”

His annoyance didn’t ease off at all hearing that. He even knew who she was talking about, and he’d explained to them just what their kid could do to improve their grades. Apparently ‘study and hand in assignments’ was a poor answer.

“So, in return for protecting me from judgmental parents who are going to try and get me fired today…”

“You do my paperwork so I can enjoy a relaxing date night, yes,” her smile grew as Kakashi slowly accepted the severity of the situation. “is it a deal?”

Thinking it over, Kakashi sighed. “I’ll pick it up after my last class.”

“Great!” a knock came to the door at that moment, wiping the smile straight off Tsunade’s face. Glaring at the door, she huffed. “who is it?”

The door creaked open and two heads poked through with equally cheerful smiles.

Gai and Rin. His savours.

“We were just wondering,” Rin began, her smile wavering when Tsunade narrowed her eyes. “It’s lunch time, and we kind of had plans.”

“Could we borrow Kakashi?” Gai finished for her, his smile only growing when Tsunade directed her glare to him. “surely, you’re done with him now. It has been ten minutes, and there’s only fourty minutes left before we all have to go back to our respective classes.”

Folding her hands together, Tsunade set her elbows on the desk and lowered her head so that her chin was laying ontop of her hands. The entire time her eyes stayed glued on Gai, the glare never leaving her face for even a second.

She sat like that for a minute, maybe two, just glaring at Gai while his body swung back and forth. A nervous tick he’d had since they were kids, and which Kakashi couldn’t help but smile at whenever he saw his boyfriend doing it.

“Fine,” she relented, a triumphant smirk tugging at her lips when Gai sighed with relief. “The paperwork will be right here waiting for you. Don’t forget to pick it up.”

And risk a lecture from you first thing in the morning? Kakashi thought to himself. Not a chance.

Doing a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, Kakashi lifted his hand into the air just as Pakkun jumped down off of his shoulder and trotted up to Gai. “My saviors,” he teased, ignoring the annoyed ‘tsk’ he heard Tsunade making behind him. “Just in time. Two seconds longer and she might have given me her job.”

“We could go,” Rin took a step back with a mischievous grin. “Leave you to deal with the rest of this meeting.”

“I could retire-“

Knowing what was coming next, Kakashi didn’t dare waste another second. He bolted forward, nearly knocking Gai and Rin on their asses in a desperate attempt to escape before Tsunade could even form the words he dreaded so much.

There was a lot of things Kakashi was willing to do, but taking over as Dean of Konoha College was not one of them. Nothing could keep him in that room when there was a real threat of him being handed the job, not even Gai bending down to pick Pakkun up off the floor. he'd happily knock them over again and again if it meant escaping that room.

“Hey!” Rin’s voice chased after him. “Kakashi get back here!”

“”Just bring Gai and Pakkun with you,” he called back cheerfully, trying his best to mask the fear he felt at the idea of taking over Tsunade’s job. “I’ll meet you at the café! Don’t take too long!”

She’d complain when she caught up. Gai might even scold him for barrelling through them the way he did. It didn’t matter though.

Escape was necessary. Any casualties sustained during his escape would have to be made up for with cuddled and a date night for Gai and paying for Rin’s drinks for the next week.

“Kakashi! Get back here you brat!”

Scratch that. He’d be paying for Rin’s drinks for the next month judging by the annoyance in her voice.

[mugentakeda]

custody battle or something (for this au)

[demaparbat-hp]

I had the same reaction as Aang to your Spitfire Au. Damn my heart!! I take that when ZK inevitably happens, Katara will evolve into Momtara for Lu-Ten?

Oh, I hope your heart survived!

Spitfire is the Dadko AU, so it stands to reason that the Gaang takes note and makes fun of the whole Dad and Mom dynamic Zuko and Katara have going on, before the two even notice it. She's Momtara before she and Zuko make things official (and making things official is, indeed, the correct wording—everyone but themselves knows that they're a couple). Ten Ten absolutely adores Katara, and she loves him dearly.

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Ten Days (W.M) Pt. 5

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader (Modern AU)

Summary: Y/n and Wanda is stuck in an arranged marriage. What will happen when both of them have their own deals to be done in ten days?

Warning: 18+ SMUT, swearing words, fluff, angsts (specific warning for each parts)

A/n: Well, hey there! I'm back with this series after a while. This chapter is a Valentine's gift for my sweet, Curious George anon. This is a miniseries fic that's inspired by "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days" romcom. If you haven't read this series before, I recommend to read from part 1. (Series masterlist below) Happy reading!

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The rain is pouring. Thunders and lighting sometimes take turns to show their existence. You went straight to Wanda’s house after you spent some time with Yelena and Nat at your place to talk about the plans you have in mind.

Wanda’s heart skips a beat and her face instantly patches a smile as soon as she hears her doorbells. She rushes her steps to the door. Wanda has been waiting for you to come and she greets you with an excited smile.

“Finally! My pretty future wife—” but her smile turns to a little frown and her flirtatious words stop abruptly after she sees you soaking wet and your shoes are covered with mud.

“Hi babe!” Without giving her a chance to avoid it, you hug Wanda quickly and her clothes get a little wet from your drenched clothes. “Oh, hi wife. Why are you soaking wet and covered in mud?” she asked.

“Babe, I'm cold. Can I come in?”

“Uh y-yeah but your–your sh–.” Wanda hesitantly responds but you interrupt her by just walking into her house, leaving traces of mud and trails of dripping water all over the clean white floor.

“My what?” you play dumb. You know Wanda is internally freaking out about the mud and the water, so you walk around more. You try to look confused as you take off your jacket.

“Y-your muddy shoes. You know what darling, it’s okay. I will ask the maid to clean it.” Wanda put on a smile while trying to keep herself together to not tell you to stop walking around spreading more abstract muddy patterns. 

“Oh okay, uh where should I put this wet jacket babe? Can I just put it on the couch? I forget where the bathroom is.” You walk around in a random path before you walk closer to the white fancy expensive couch in the living room.

“Gaah, NO..No..No..No..” Wanda’s loud spontaneous NO stops your move. Good thing that Wanda is behind you and can’t see your face, you almost laugh.

Wanda chuckles awkwardly, putting a forced smile and quickly grabbing yet gently the wet jacket off your hand. She realized her reaction was a bit much but she couldn't help it. Wanda loves everything clean and spotless.

“Y/n sweetheart, uh let me take this from you and how about you take off those pretty shoes now so i can put it outside, okay?” Wanda crouches and helps you take them off. You smile, thinking how sweet she is and you feel bad but the plan must go on.

“What? You will put my shoes outside? They're expensive shoes. What if it ruins it or someone takes it?” You whine as needy as you can to annoy her.

“I know, darling. I can see that. I’ll get you a new one, okay?” she responds as she stands up, holding your dirty shoes.

“Really? You gonna get me a new one? They have some new arrivals, you're gonna get them for me too?” you try to act like materialistic girls to make her lose interest in you.

“Yes, princess.” She answers with a smile. “I would rather pay for new expensive shoes than getting my floor all dirty.” Wanda mumbles, under her breath as she turns around.

“What did you say, Wands?”

“Oh nothing. I said anything for my future wife. Just-just please stay there, y/n.” Wanda patches another awkward smile, hoping you didn’t hear what she said earlier. “Okay..okay..” You agreed in more whiny tones.

“So what happened to you on the way here?” Wanda asks as she does what she needs to do to your jacket and shoes.

“I got a flat tire, so I gotta change it.” you explained. Little does Wanda know, nothing happened. You intentionally stopped at random dirt roads nearby just enough so the rain got you wet and got you as dirty as you can.

Wanda comes back to you, stands so close and it gives you giddy feelings. “Aw, you could’ve called me, love. I would’ve helped you. Next time, if you need anything, just call me, okay?” She pushes aside your hair gently to see your face that she genuinely adores. Then her hand cups your cheek, followed by soft rubs from her thumb on it. Her smile shows automatically whenever she sees you.

Gosh, her green eyes. There is something about them that draws you. You don’t know what it is but oh well, you think it’s probably nothing. Maybe it’s just the color. You clear your throat to prevent yourself from getting lost in those charming eyes.

“Uh, Wands? I’m cold.”

Wanda quickly gets back from the trance. Both of you look a little awkward.

 “Huh? Oh yeah, yeah. I apologized, my dear. You need to shower and change clothes. The guest bathroom–”

“No, your bathroom. I don’t want to use the guest bathroom, am i still just a guest for you babe? So much for being your future wife.” you roll your eyes, showing her your pretend unamused expression.

“Uh right, right. Well, okay then. You can go to my room and use my bathroom and wear my clothes after that.”

“Sounds good. I just want cozy clothes since we are relaxing.” you demand one more time.

“Coming right up.” Wanda smiles as soon as she sees your smile.

_____

You turned on the shower to trick Wanda that you are taking a shower while you move on to the next plan.

You took out some fake pieces of hair and spread it in the bathroom floor, bathroom sink and even in the shower to leave some fake trails of your hair falls.

Thanks to Yelena’s interest in pranking others, she lets you borrow her things. You wonder what other things you can use for the plan. You take them out from your purse quietly and you read what’s written on it. Fart Cushion and Fart Spray, you shake your head a little, trying to figure out when and how these two things will work.

Then you hear Wanda is saying something from the other side of the door. “Y/n, I got the towel and clothes for you. Do you want me to put the towel in the bathroom and leave the clothes in my bed, darling? Then I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

An idea pops up in your mind right away and you want to laugh as soon as you figure out that now is the perfect time to use these two things.

“Can you wait for me until I’m done please babe? I don’t want you to be far away from me, I miss you. I’ll tell you when I’m done. You don’t miss me?” you try to sound needy and irrationally clingy.

“Wait, what? Of course I miss you. Can’t I just wait downstairs?” Wanda responds. She likes knowing you slowly got hooked into her plan deeper. Wanda never likes clingy girls but she knows better to shrug it off for the sake of her plan.

“No, I want you to be near me. Just wait there.” you pretend to be more demanding.

Wanda takes a little deep breath and agrees. “O–okay, I’ll be here.” as she sits on her bed.

While Wanda is waiting patiently in the room with some clothes and a towel for you, all of a sudden she hears something unexpectedly. Unbeknownst to her, you squeeze the cushion. Wanda was shocked with the loud sound, thinking it was from you passing some gas in the bathroom. Her eyes round up. “Oops, excuse me babe!” you said as you tried not to laugh.

“It’s okay. I didn’t hear anything, love.” Wanda tries to let her mind about it pass over her head and another same loud noise breaks out of the bathroom. “Oh my gosh.” she mumbles to herself in surprise.

“Ooops, I’m sorry.” Once again you express your fake apology. You didn’t hear anything from Wanda.

“Wands, are you still there?”

Hearing your voice looking for her, Wanda quickly gets off her bed and gets to the door. “Uh yes, I’m still here. Do you need anything?” she asks from behind the door.

You squeeze some sprays out of the bottle and to your surprise, it really stinks. It’s worse than a flatulence usually smells.“Yeah, I’m almost done. Gonna need the towel soon.” you answer as you try to hold a gag while covering your nose from the smell. You quietly dry heave in between walking back to the shower, pretending to continue your shower.

“Oh okay. I have your towel here.” Wanda signals you.

“You can come in. It’s unlocked.” You informed.

“Are you sure?” Wanda hesitantly asks.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

You heard Wanda open the door and walk in. Wanda caught off guard by a blow of soft air mixed with the smell from the spray. She vaguely scrunches her nose as the stinky aroma intrudes her senses. Her eyes rounded once more but she tried not to react to it. 

“Pffftt.. What did you eat?” Wanda mumbles. You pretend you didn’t hear it clearly. “Did you say something babe?”

“Oh? Nothing. Here you go, love. I’ll just hang it here.” Wanda is having a hard time talking while holding her breath at the same time.

You notice her being respectful and trying not to look at you but you want her to walk to you so she will notice more the smells in the bathroom. “Babe, can you bring it here please?”

“Oh okay.” She agrees half heartedly, all she wants right now is to walk out of that trapped air that bothers her nose.

She hands you the towel and her eyes give up the effort to not look at you. She sees the silhouette of your body through the opaque glass shower door. Her brain seems to forget the smells around her for a few seconds until she hears your voice and feels your hand gently tucks the towel that she still holds in her hand.

“Oh. Uh, I’m sorry. Here you go.” You smile at her when she finally lets go of the towel. Unfortunately, the nose smells the smell again and Wanda clears her throat but being the caring person she is, she asks you.

“Are you okay, love? Is your tummy upset?” as much as Wanda cares about you but she instantly regrets her question.

“No, I’m okay. What? Wait, are you saying that my gas smells?! That’s just how it usually smells.” you pretend to freak out as you walk out of the shower wrapped in a towel.

“Uh oh. No, no. I didn’t say that. Uh–the reason I asked is because I care. That’s all.” Wanda starts to panic.

You start your pretend cry and whine, you cover your face. “It’s embarrassing. If you can’t handle it, how are you gonna be married to me?”

Wanda quickly feels bad but at the same time she doesn’t want you to walk away and lose the bet either. “Aw sweetheart, that’s not true. Don’t worry.” She hugs you even though it’s getting harder for her not to take a deep breath so she won’t inhale any more uncomfortable scents.

You feel the softness of Wanda’s hands rub the skin of your back and you actually love it. What is it with Wanda’s hug? Why do you feel so comfortable in it? What’s wrong with you right now? Oh geez, as much as you want to stay longer in her embrace, unfortunately you have to get away from it before it’s getting harder to be out of her arms. You nod.

“Okay, good girl. Now, why don’t you put on some clothes so we can have our date today, yeah?” Wanda kisses the top of your head. Oh goodness gracious, her tone and the way she calls you a good girl sends something to your brain and body that you can’t explain. You never feel something like it but you try to shrug it off and think maybe it was just because the first time a woman ever called you that. It’s nothing biggie.

You pull yourself away a little from her hugs. “Okay, Wands. I’ll see you downstairs.” You smiled. As soon as Wanda walks out of the bathroom and closes the door, she quickly inhales fresh air as if her life depends on it. She exhales a relief, shakes her head after what just happened.

_____

You can see Wanda is sitting on the couch in the living room as you walk towards her. The fireplace is on, some pretty fancy snacks with a bottle of red wine complete with two glasses are waiting for you as well. Soft lights around and the soothing rain drops outside offer a very comfy vibes. As always Wanda can’t help herself to smile when she sees you, everytime she sees you she feels a very comfortable feeling that she never feels from other girls she has been with but of course Wanda tries not to acknowledge that feeling. Wanda thought maybe the smile she has when she sees you was all because she knows she would win this bet.

“Well hello there, princess. Look how cute you are with my shirt and shorts. Come here, everything’s ready for you. You just need to pick which movie or sitcom we should watch.” she gently pats the empty spots next to her.

You are really impressed with everything that Wanda has prepared. It’s everything that you like. You always would rather have this kind of date than going anywhere fancy. You sit next to her and pick something to watch.

“Wow, this is nice, babe. So fancy but you pulled this off so easily.” you commented.

“Well, anything for the special woman.” Wanda starts her flirtatious strategy. She looks into your eyes and oh that smile again, it makes you almost forget to get the plan going.

“Special huh? Well, I don’t think I feel special enough yet. I’m sure you could plan something more especially if you make your future wife get out of her busy work schedule today to be with you.” you smirk as you tell her your needy demand in a teasing way, totally opposite than what you actually think. You actually love it but right now all you can do is hoping Wanda would think that you are ungrateful and unappreciative.

Wanda doesn’t like demanding women. Independent women always catch her attention, unfortunately she hasn’t met one. Wanda tries to ignore how demanding you are right now, all to win the bet.

“Oh? You are special. I know you would like this. Are you playing hard to get, sweetheart? Hmm?” Wanda’s face gets closer and closer to you. Your heart gradually starts to race. You try to keep your focus with you while trying to get back to this banter.

“Playing hard to get? I’m not. I think you just can’t handle me. I set my bar high and you should be able to reach it if you want to marry me.” You tease her back and you didn’t realize your face gets closer to hers too.

“There you go, my sweet straightforward lady. So you are on board with our arranged marriage then? That's good news.” Wanda gives you a come back with your own remark that you have said to her a few days ago.

“Like I said, maybe yes, maybe no.” you answered and your gaze was glued to her. This time Wanda only chuckles followed with a confident smile, thinking that she still has her fingers wrapped around you and her plan slowly working better.

Before you two know it, your face and Wanda’s are merely an inch. You look at her lips, so does Wanda at yours. You quickly bring yourself together and pull back a little. You clear your throat. “Uh- Why don’t we try this red wine you got here?”

“Oh yeah, yeah. Sorry, we wouldn’t want this great wine waiting.” Wanda awkwardly agrees and  pours some in both glasses. A little thought pops in her mind thinking about another almost kiss moment that breaks her own “no kiss” rule but of course she convinces herself it was part of the plan.

WIth that, the date starts. Sometimes both of you talk about random things or anything about each other. You try to be as messy as you can by dropping some crumbs or food. You try to swing your hand that holds the glass of wine while you are talking with her to drive Wanda crazy from the thought of you spilling it on the couch or the rug. It’s quite comical for you to see how she tries to subtly to avoid that to happen and not to offend you at the same time from doing so. Another meltdown from you is the last thing Wanda wants on tonight's date. She wants to leave much much better impressions on you. Part of you think she looks cute and adorable.

You can’t lie to yourself, you are actually having a great time with Wanda. Maybe Wanda isn’t that bad? Oh no, no, no. You and Wanda are buzzed after sharing a bottle of wine and opening another one. That’s all. She is not your type, well a little but no. You have to be all cringey, annoying and unbearable to her. 

You subtly try to look around, figuring out what you can do. Suddenly, an improvised wild idea came up in your mind. Part of you is hesitant to do it but after a rapid debate internally, your mind says fuck it. 

You gotta do what you gotta do. This is all part of the plan, that’s what you tell yourself.

Wanda was very surprised with your sudden move. You instantaneously move on to her and straddle her lap then kiss her. The Sokovian brunette was caught off guard, kissing you back yet thoughts bouncing around her head. What’s going on here? Both of you let out a soft hum, feeling your bodies melt perfectly to each other. She lays her hands gently on your back and mindlessly pulls you to lean closer to her.

In between kisses, Wanda tries to tell you her thoughts with a soft whisper. “Y/n..sweetheart.” your lips catch hers again as you respond “Hm?”

Again, Wanda tries to break the kiss and speaks. “Are you sure about this? I think you are drunk.” Well, her ego would really love this, thinking that she is really much much closer to her victory on her bet with Kate. As much as she loves the feelings of your lips on her, she respects you.

“Yeah, I’m sure. Are you okay with it?.” You answered as you back out a little, deep down a little panic if you took this plan too far. Wanda looks at you and smiles. “Why wouldn’t I be okay, gorgeous?” She asks lovingly and just like that you turn to the only exception from her no kiss rule. Her hands gently cup your face. My oh my, you are lost in her ethereal eyes. Not to mention her touch. Wait, wait. Are you and Wanda having a moment here? Or perhaps we can say another moment that really you can’t explain. That was not butterflies in your stomach right now. The warmth in your heart (no, scratch that), you meant the warmth in your chest is really just because of the wine. Yes, yes, it is the wine. Not because of the kiss nor Wanda. Hell, it’s not because of the moment right now.

Wanda pulls you back into kiss, in her defense, it’s to pull you deeper in her plan. Not because she wants to or likes it.

Shortly after you remind yourself to move forward to your plan, you kiss her neck and reach to unbutton her pajamas. One by one. Wanda always loves to be in control, including in this kind of situation. You know that. Even if it has been only a few days of knowing her, you can read that. That’s why you are doing what you are doing, showing that you will be the type of wife who wears the pants in the relationship.

You are sure a needy, controlling, demanding, and clingy plus “crazy” woman is the whole package that definitely scares Wanda away in no time.

You smirk and look at her in her sports bra. Here goes nothing, your mind said.

You kiss her collar bones and as soon as your kisses reach her breasts, you do something that launches Wanda into a bigger surprise, not in a good way.

“Aaaawwwwww, look at them. Pretty twins.” You start to baby talk as your hands cup both of her breasts.

Wanda’s closed eyes open abruptly. “Wait, what?” She looks down at you very confused.

“Yeah pretty twins. I shall name you Roni!” you exclaim in more baby talk then kiss her left breast. Before Wanda can ask even further, you move on to the right breast and do the same thing as you say “And I shall name you Ami.” you give more ridiculously loud kisses.

“R-roni?? Ami?? Hold on, hold on. Y/n, my dear. Did you just– Did you just name my breasts??” Wanda looks so baffled. Trying to figure out what really is going on.

“Mmhmm. Why? You don’t like it?” You answered in a fake innocent face and pout.

“No, no. Uh I–I do. It’s cute, really, but uh, don’t you think it’s a bit a mood killer?” Wanda carefully crafts her words and then smiles awkwardly.

“Mood killer?? What do you mean? That’s rude, I was being romantic and sexy with you in our sexy time.” you retort while actually you really want to laugh. You are having fun seeing Wanda’s reaction.

“I know. I know, but naming my breast and baby talk to them? Where in the world did you get the name ideas anyway??” You can see from her face that what you just did really cringes her.

“It’s from my favorite luncheon meat, Roni is short for pepperoni and Ami is short for Salami.” You are really proud of yourself for coming up with this idea and can’t wait to tell Natasha and Yelena about it.

“Oh God. Pep–pepperoni? Salami? But you are vegan, Y/n?!Few days ago you cried because of the meat I cooked for dinner and now you name my breasts with meat names?” Wanda rambles, frustration starts to show bit by bit.

“Then you would prefer Melonie and Coco? You know, because of the perfect round shape and size.” You nonchalantly offer her different name ideas and explain them with a little shrug. Right now you are trying to look innocent. A stark difference from how you were earlier as if you have different personalities.

Of course, it lures out more of Wanda’s reaction. “What? MELON and COCONUT?? Mine are not ridiculously big like them.” Wanda argues. Shade of red blush covers her cheeks as she crosses both of her palms to cover her breasts in such embarrassment and disagreement.

“Aaaaww. Okay okay. What about Squashy and Squishy, then? Squashy, because squash is my favorite vegetable and Squishy because yours are squishy.” you are back to baby talk and your hands playfully cups Wanda’s breasts.

Wanda looks at you in disbelief at what you just said and she lays her head back on the couch as her right fingers massage the bridge of her nose. “Aaaand it died. It just died.” Said Wanda referring to her mood on the “sexy time” with you 

“What? What died, babe?” You play dumb with your question. You know what she meant.

“Uh, nothing. Y/n, how about we call it a night, yeah? I’m tired, I got pretty buzzed earlier. I have things to do at the office tomorrow too.” Luckily, your plan works and you are glad that you can finally go home.

“Really? That’s all the date you said you prepared so special for me? Okay. I guess, I’m gonna go home then.” You pretend to look upset and disappointed.

“Oh no, no. You are not driving home now, sweetheart. It’s late now. You are drunk, it’s still pouring rain outside and you got a car problem earlier. So stay the night here please. I’ll ask the maid to get the guest room ready for you.” Wanda leaves you no room to refuse but you have to get out of here. Once again, you have to think quickly how to refuse her.

“Guest room? Really? Me, your future wife, sleeps in the guest room. That’s upsetting. I’m just gonna go home.” You pretend to cry for no reason and you quickly get off her lap so you can get ready to leave.

Her gaze follows where you walk to the door. “Where else are you supposed to sl—?” she halts her words when she realizes why you are leaving so upset. Wanda can’t let you leave upset from the date, it’s too risky for her.

She gets up quickly and tries to stop you. “Okay, okay. You can sleep in my room, on my bed..with me. Yeah? Sounds good? Yes yes, sounds much better than driving drunk in the rain. I won’t let anything happen to my woman.” Wanda agrees and gives full effort to make you stay.

You have no other excuse to leave so like it or not, you stay. You are just surprised with how determined Wanda is. On second thought, you think that she is right. It might be safer to stay the night.

_____

“Oookay, the bed is ready for you, love. You’ll sleep on the left side and I’ll sleep on the right side. Here’s your pillow and I have another blanket here if you need it. I’m going to brush my teeth right now and get ready for bed.” Wanda tells you as she just got done preparing the bed for you. 

You wanted to be needier and make the sleeping side of the bed a big deal but you are thinking you don’t want to look that bad in front of Wanda. Wait, what’s wrong with you? That’s the goal of this whole plan. Why would you even think that way? Okay, maybe you just want to be annoying in a more logical way. Yeah that’s probably it. 

You lay on your side, on the bed. Letting your back facing Wanda. Trying not to sleep too close with her when she comes back.

While you are trying to get comfy in bed, you hear Wanda from the bathroom.

Wanda is freaking out about what she discovers as soon as she gets to the bathroom. For a clean freak like her, it looks like a horror for her. Your wet dirty clothes are on the floor, your “hair” is on the floor, on the bathroom sink and even stick on the shower glass door.

Your plan definitely works because you heard her muffled voice in the bathroom freaking out saying “Oh no..no..no.. Oh Lord. Why is it so messy? Who lives like this? Calm down, Wanda. It’s nothing big.”

You laugh silently but as soon as you hear her walk out of the bathroom, you pretend to sleep. You heard her taking a deep breath to calm herself down.

Wanda finally lays down on the bed. “Good night, Y/n.” she gently says it but no answer from you so she assumes that you are asleep. You hear her whisper to herself. “What a night.”

You can’t really sleep but you pretend every now and then to snore loudly and make weird noises while you are “sleeping”. You toss and turn as well just so it will seem like it’s hell to sleep with you.

It was hard for Wanda to fall asleep because of what you are doing. She couldn’t believe how loud you snored but eventually both of you finally fell asleep.

Pt. 6

A/n: Welp, thats it for today! Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. Follow me for more and see you in next!

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