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Master Detective Archives: RAINCODE - Gumshoe Gab with Lady

Author’s Note: Gumshoe Gab is a free time mechanic in Master Detective Archives: RAINCODE where Yuma Kokohead gets to talk with the other detectives. This won’t contain any spoilers of the game itself, so no need to worry about that! Blue text will be Yuma’s inner thoughts and purple text is Shinigami talking, but only Yuma can hear her. Enjoy!

Gab with Lady Volume #1

Yuma, calling out: Hey, Lady? Lady, where are you? Where did she go…? Lady, behind Yuma: You called? Yuma: Ahh! Lady: Heehee! Yuma: D-Don’t do that to me! Y-You gave me a scare…! Lady: I did? Well in that case, trick or treat! Yuma: It’s not even that time of year… Lady: Oh, speaking of treats, want some of the key lime pie I made? Yuma: Y-You… made a pie? Lady: Sure did! And I’m about to start another too! Yuma: You just finished making one and you’re already making another? Lady: Sure am! Shinigami: Jeez, this girl’s a nonstop baking machine… How the heck does she do it?! Yuma: Hey, Lady… How do you have so much energy to churn out so many sweets for all of us? Have you had experience doing something like this before? Lady: Sure have! Making sweet treats, giving ‘em out to people… Heck, I even helped clean around the place and washed the dishes! Yuma: Wait…you did all of that?! Making desserts, serving them, and cleaning the place… What is she referring to?

Work at a Diner

Yuma: Did you…work at a diner? Lady: Ehehehe, nope! You’re on the right track! Remember, think sweets. Like delicious cheesecakes, amazing tiramisu, stuff along those lines! Yuma: O-Oh, I…guess I was wrong… She would make desserts, serve them, and clean the place… What is Lady referring to when she says this…? Did you…work at a café?

Working at a Café

Yuma: Did you…work at a café? Lady: Sure did! It was amazing! *sigh* The smiles I’d see on everyone’s faces after they ate the treats that I made… That always made me so happy! Yuma: Oh, that’s nice. Lady: And I got to meet so many different kinds of people. It’s amazing how you’d interact with all sorts of people with completely different backgrounds as you, y’know? Yuma: Oh, well…that’s a way to think about it. Lady: And I’d help my grandma clean the place! Two cupcakes are always better than one! Yuma: So, Lady used to work at a café before she became a Master Detective…how sweet. Wait, did you say grandma? Lady: Well, she wasn’t really my grandmother, she was an old lady that found me alone one night and she took me in! And from that point on, I’d help her run the café she owned! Yuma: Took you in? Did you…not have a home before? Lady: Nope! Not until she found me! And at that point, the café became my home! Shinigami: Eek! She was homeless?! Yuma: W-Wait, so when you were a kid, you and your family lived on the streets? Lady: What family? Yuma: H-Huh…? Lady: It was just me! If I had any family members, I certainly couldn’t recall them. Yuma: … Lady: Oh come on now, don’t look so blue! Here, have a slice of the pie. I’ll cut it for ya! Yuma: It’s bewildering to think someone as cheerful as Lady used to be homeless as a child. She seems to have taken that in stride… Lady: And… Ta-da! Here ya go, now you won’t feel so sour anymore! Shinigami: Kyahahaha! Master, you and Lady seem to have gotten closer!

Work at a Bar

Yuma: Did you…work at a bar? Lady: Ahahaha! Oh, Yuma…you’re so silly! Thinking of me as a pretty pink bartender…that’s so cute! Yuma: Oh, so I was wrong…? Whoops… She would make desserts, serve them, and clean the place… What is Lady referring to when she says this…? Did you…work at a café?

Gab with Lady Volume #2

Yuma: Geez…Chief Yakou’s having me do more chores for him again… Lady: Ooh, maybe I could help! Yuma: Huh? Y-You want to help? Lady: Sure do! Two sets of hands is always better than one! Plus, you know me! I’ve already got somethin’ in the oven, I’ve got more than enough time to spare! Yuma: That’s really kind of you, Lady… Shinigami: Hold on, are you sure you want the embodiment of a sugar rush to help out?! She might make everything messier! Yuma: I’m not sure, Shinigami. She did say that she used to clean the café she worked at as a kid… Shinigami: Yeah, fair point. Lady: So, what do you say? Yuma: That’ll be really useful, thank you. Lady: Sure thing! Tell me where to start! Small Time Skip Yuma: Whew…that went by fast. Thanks again, Lady. You really helped a lot. Lady: It’s no trouble! Baking a big gourmet wedding cake is gonna go way quicker with more hands! Yuma: But, we weren’t baking a cake? We were just cleaning… Lady: Well, yeah, but you’re picking up the entrée, right? Yuma: I’m…what? Shinigami: Jeez, why does she keep saying stuff like that?! It’s so confusing and it makes me want candy at the same time! Yuma: When Lady talks about baking a big wedding cake together, she’s referring to something…but what is she referring to?

Teamwork

Yuma: You mean…teamwork? Lady: Ding ding ding! There ya go! It’s all a matter of teamwork! Plus, who’s gonna make sure the cake looks just as good as it tastes? Yuma: I-I guess that makes sense… Hey Lady, how come you wanted to help out? Lady: Huh? What do you mean? Yuma: You didn’t have to offer a hand, but you did anyway… Lady: Oh yeah! I figured you’d want a little help! It’ll make things go quicker! Yuma: It sure did, thank you. Maybe I could help you out sometime? Lady: Ahahaha! Thank you for the offer, but I’m gonna decline. Yuma: Huh?! Lady: It’s really sweet of you, honest! I just prefer doing things alone! I guess I just got really used to it, y’know? Yuma: I guess… You seemed like the type of person to want help every now and then, Lady. Lady: I do? Well, aren’t I a mixed bag of candy then? Hahaha! Yuma: Can I ask why you prefer to work alone? Lady: … Meow? Yuma: H-Huh?! Lady: Meow, meow, meow! Shinigami: Careful, Master! She’s about to knock a glass off the table! Yuma: Lady, don’t! Lady: Meowww! Shinigami: Kyahahaha! Master, you and Lady seemed to have grown even closer!

The Joy of Baking

Yuma: Are you talking about…the joy of baking? Lady: Ehehehe, not this time! Yuma: Wait, really? Wow, that’s a first… What Lady means by having more hands to bake a big wedding cake… You mean…teamwork?

Doing Business

Yuma: Do you mean…doing business? Lady: You think me offering help was transactional? Aw, now you’ve got me feeling sour! Yuma: N-No, I didn’t mean that! Oops… What Lady means by having more hands to bake a big wedding cake… You mean…teamwork?

Gab with Lady Volume #3

Lady: Yuma! How are you doing, sugarcube? Yuma: Huh? S-Sugarcube…? Lady: Yeah, silly! What, you’ve never heard an endearing nickname like that before? Yuma: N-No, it’s not that! Lady: Ehehe, I know! I’m just messing with you a bit! Yuma: Oh… It’s weird, Lady’s surprisingly easy to talk to… She can easily carry a conversation, let alone start one… So, it’s kind of easier to talk to her because of that alone. Lady: Hm? Whatcha thinking of? Having an internal monologue or something? Yuma: H-How did you-?! Lady: Ahahahaha! I was right, wasn’t I? I could tell because of your face! Yuma: Really? You could? Lady: Well, yes and no. It is partially because of that, but to be honest, I was pulling your leg a little. It’s weird… I kind of expected my own guess to be wrong since my answer was so out of nowhere. But, here we are! This usually tends to happen with me. Yuma: Tends to happen…? Lady: Well, yeah! Y’know, it’s kind of like winging a recipe. You’re forgetting what ingredients you need to use and what order to do everything, but you end up getting it all right in the end! You get what I mean, right? Yuma: Do I? Lady: Aw c’mon! Put that big brain of yours to use! What do you think I mean? Yuma: O-Okay, I will…! Um… When Lady talks about how you wing a recipe only to get it all correct in the end…what does she mean?

Good Luck

Yuma: Do you mean…having good luck? Lady: There you go! See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? This just tends to happen for me! I guess they call me “Lady Luck” back at the WDO for a reason! Yuma: Wait, they call you that…? Lady: Sure do! I mean, I usually just guess things as a joke, and then they tend to be right! Yuma: Really? But, what about your detective work? Surely, you don’t do that with investigations…? Lady: I do sometimes! Shinigami: Are you serious?! Lady: Haha! Shocking, right? Honestly, I shock myself with it! Yuma: But, you use your investigative skills and your Forte too…right? Lady: My investigative skills, yes. My Forte, no. Yuma: Huh? Y-You don’t use your Forte? Lady: I like giving myself a challenge. Yuma: A…challenge? Lady: Well, yeah! Rather than actually having to deal with it, I try to just eyeball it! And if I can’t, I use it as a last resort. Yuma: A last resort…? What do you mean by last resort? Lady: … Yuma: Please don’t knock anything over. Lady: Meow! Yuma: Lady, seriously. Lady: Okay, okay. Oh, that reminds me! I just recently made some mille-feuilles! Would you want some? Shinigami: And there she goes, changing the subject back to desserts. Yuma: Oh, um…sure! Thank you! Lady: Yaaay! C’mon, Yuma! To the kitchen! Yuma: Aah! Shinigami: Kyahahaha! Master, you and Lady seemed to have grown even closer!

Intuition

Yuma: Are you talking about intuition…? Lady: Pfft-ahahahahaha! I would say that’s right, but it’s completely wrong! Ahahahahaha! Yuma: O-Oh, ahaha… I guess that was wrong… Um…what does Lady mean when you wing a recipe entirely but get it right? Do you mean…having good luck?

Context Clues

Yuma: You’re using context clues…? Lady: Aw c’mon, Yuma. We just went over this! It’s partially context clues, but that’s not what I’m talking about. Yuma: O-Oops! I guess that was the wrong answer… Um…what does Lady mean when you wing a recipe entirely but get it right? Do you mean…having good luck?

Gab with Lady Volume #4

Yuma: Um, Lady? Lady: Oh, hey Yuma! Yuma: Is it all right if I asked you a question? Lady: Sure can! Ask away, pop the bubblegum! Yuma: Pop the bubblegum…? O-Okay, um…you like sweets a lot, right? And you learned to bake back home… Lady: Sure did! Why? What’s got your licorice tied in a knot? Yuma: Thinking about it now, it has me wondering… Why do you like desserts so much? Is it because of living in a café, or is it something else? Lady: Ohh! That’s what you’re wondering about, huh? Well, the café is part of it, but there’s something else about sweets that always drives me wild. Anything sweet is amazing! It makes me feel like I’m on top of the world, not to mention it overpowers anything bitter or nasty! Yuma: Overpowers anything bitter or nasty…? Lady: That’s exactly what I said! Yuma: Huh… Lady says she means that sweet stuff overpowers anything bitter. What does she mean by that…?

Love For Sweets

Yuma: Are you talking about…your love for sweets? Lady: No! Well, yes, but that’s not what I mean! Yuma: I guess that was wrong… What does Lady mean by sweet stuff overpowering bitter flavors? Are you saying it’s a palette cleanser…?

Bringing Happiness

Yuma: Do you mean that…it brings you happiness? Lady: Ahahaha! Never say that again. Yuma: H-Huh?! I was completely off with that…! What does Lady mean by sweet stuff overpowering bitter flavors? Are you saying it’s a palette cleanser…?

Palette Cleanser

Yuma: Are you saying it’s a palette cleanser…? Lady: Yes! That’s exactly it! It’s such a nice palette cleanser! Any sweet treat I eat will immediately make me forget about anything gross I’ve eaten beforehand! Yuma: A-Anything gross…? Shinigami: What does she mean by that? Lady: Oh right, probably should’ve told you. So, you know how I was homeless as a kid, right? Yuma: Right… Lady: Yeah, um…I kind of had to do some interesting things to survive. Y’know, like digging through trash and eating roadkill… Yuma: H-Huh?! Shinigami: Y-You mean to tell she’s eaten dead things before?! Lady: Yeah, not my proudest moment…but I managed to make it this far in life! Ahaha! Yuma: H-How are you even alive?! Lady: Most of the time, it was pretty fresh. Heck, you only have twelve hours to eat roadkill before it spoils. Shinigami: Jeez! Just when I thought she couldn’t get worse, she gets even crazier! Yuma: Lady…you’re crazy. Lady: Ahahaha! Sure am! Luckily, I don’t have to do that anymore! Yuma: Y-Yeah… Lady sure does know a lot about how to survive on her own. It’s one thing to have to face that, but as a kid who was all alone…it must’ve been even harder. Hey, Lady… Can I ask another question? Lady: Sure can, ask away! Yuma: You seemed to struggle a lot when you were a kid, so…how do you stay so happy all the time? Lady: Well, that’s easy! You’ve just gotta be your own sweetness! Yuma: Huh? Be your own sweetness…? Lady: Sure is! By the way, there’s macarons in the fridge! Go on, take some! Yuma: Really? Thank you! Shinigami: Kyahahaha! Master, you and Lady seemed to have grown even closer!

Gab with Lady Volume #5

Lady: Ah, Yuma! Perfect timing! Yuma: H-Huh? Perfect timing? Lady: Yeah, perfect timing! Y’know, I was thinking about the last time we were hanging out. With the whole “be your own sweetness” thing, right? It’s nice to have sweet things all around you, and we all want to think that life’s gonna be peaches and cream… Shinigami: What is she talking about…? Yuma: Just say it, Lady. Lady: I meant that you have to rely on yourself. Yuma: W-What?! Lady’s always so friendly, so hearing her talk about being alone is so shocking to me… Lady: Yeah. Like I said, not everything’s a cakewalk. Hell, I think I’m a prime example! Yuma: You are? Lady: Well, yeah! Whenever something goes wrong, all you can really do is just pick yourself up and move on with your head held high! It’s like a puzzle! Take all the broken pieces to make a pretty picture! Yuma: Huh… When she puts it like that, I think I’m starting to understand. Taking something that’s broken and repairing it to make a pretty picture means…

Staying Positive

Yuma: Do you mean…staying positive? Lady: Aw c’mon, Yuma! I thought you knew it was more than that! Yuma: I guess that means I’m wrong… Taking something broken and putting it back together to make a pretty picture means… Do you mean…being resilient?

Being Kind

Yuma: Do you mean…being kind? Lady: You’re not making any sense. Yuma: W-What?! Hearing that from Lady… Now I know that I’m wrong…! Taking something broken and putting it back together to make a pretty picture means… Do you mean…being resilient?

Resilience

Yuma: Do you mean…being resilient? Lady: Exactly! You really are on my wavelength! Yuma: So, due to how bad your childhood was, you learned to be resilient? Lady: Sure did! I can’t let small stuff like that get me down! Yuma: That’s a nice way of thinking about it. But wait a minute, you said an old lady took you in and you worked for her at a café…don’t you still have that? Lady: Oh, so you did remember that. Um, how do I put this… Yuma: Put what? Lady: There’s a reason I’m a detective now and don’t work at the café anymore… Shinigami: Don’t tell me she boom-killed someone! Yuma: I don’t think it’s that, but something bad must’ve happened… Lady, are you sure you want to talk about it? Y-You really don’t have to if you don’t want to…! Lady: No, it’s okay! I don’t mind. So, I’m sure you know about the roller skates I have built into my shoes, right? Yuma: Right. Lady: Well, when I was younger, I found an old pair of roller skates and that had me thinking. So, I suggested the idea of a delivery service for the café, and grandma loved it! Since then, I would skate and deliver the snackeroos to happy customers! And one day, I was doing exactly that! I thought the idea would lead to amazing things in the future! But, it wasn’t amazing… Yuma: Huh…? Lady: I had only left for five minutes. Five minutes was all it took for the whole place to… Yuma: The whole place to…? Lady: To burn down. Shinigami: She lost her home?! No wonder this poor girl’s crazy! Lady: I lost everything. My home, my family… It felt like a part of me died that day, Yuma. But, there was one thing I gained. Yuma: There was? Lady: My Forte. Honestly, it’s part of the reason I don’t like using it. It makes me remember… But, that’s all in the past now! I know what it’s like to lose something important, and that’s why I want to help people! They need to know they are not alone. Yuma: … That’s…a lot to take in. Lady lost everything, even her loved ones, and it’s the main reason she even became a detective. She may be crazy, but she certainly does have a heart of gold. Lady: Huh? You alright? That wasn’t too much, was it? Yuma: N-No, it wasn’t! In all honesty, it makes me admire you, Lady. To use your own experiences to help others going through something similar, it’s truly noble of you. Lady: Aww! Yuma, you’re so sweet! Now, come on! Let’s go share some cookies together! Shinigami: Kyahahaha! Master, you and Lady have forged the ultimate bond together! Good for you, Master. I’m happy for you!

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roxannarambles · 2 years ago

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title: tesoro

ship: nemona x juliana (fluff, pre-romance)

summary: mr. jacq’s students give their final reports on their treasure hunt

notes: edited the story, tweaked a few things, I like it better now! (also, it’s in second-person POV now. apologies if second person isn’t your thing. but I kept accidentally slipping into that pov a zillion times so I just went with it)

It was time for the class to give their oral reports on the Treasure Hunt, and you were nervous as heck.

Yes, the time spent during your independent study had been incredible, but it did come with one downside. It was still technically part of your class curriculum, so every student was expected to write and submit a paper about their experiences, as well as deliver an oral report to the class. Honestly, it wasn't particularly difficult. Most students simply went up there and rambled a bit about whatever they spent the past six months doing.

A lot of students talked about trying out the gym circuit, or about the different towns they'd visited, or about a really cool and rare pokemon they'd stumbled across while out hiking, or what-have-you. One student loved fishing so they talked about all the different places they'd fished, another student was obsessed with hunting shiny pokemon, another student had researched the historical ruins scattered throughout Paldea. It was actually kind of fun hearing about everyone's experiences.

Or at least, it would have been, if you could have focused at all. But you were too busy feeling anxious about your own presentation. Giving talks in front of a class had never been one of your strong suits. Your stomach was tied up in knots, and you were trying very hard to ignore your nausea. Beside you, Nemona gave a sympathetic smile and patted your shoulder. In a quiet voice, she said,

"It's gonna be fine, Jules. Just imagine it's like a pokemon battle! You don't get nervous when everyone's watching you battle, right?"

You gave her a weak smile.

"Actually, that makes me kinda nervous too."

Nemona's eyes widened a little.

"Wait, seriously? No way. I had no idea. You always seem so calm and collected."

"Mmm," you mumbled, closing your eyes. Nemona patted you again, reassuring you,

"You'll do maravillosa, I know it."

You hadn't been paying any attention to the student currently talking, but they must have finished their report, because the class abruptly launched into polite applause. You snapped your eyes open and politely applauded along with everyone else, watching the student return to their seat as Mr. Jacq praised their efforts.

"Thanks again, Lorenzo, for such an engaging review of the restaurants of the west province. I definitely learned of some new places to try when I'm in the area! Now, let's see . . ."

The professor glanced down briefly at the clipboard in his hand.

"Ah! Yes, it looks like it's Juliana's turn next. Wonderful!"

You felt her heart give a sudden lurch and you swallowed, feeling the eyes of the class drawn to you. Ok, well, at least you're finally getting this over with, right? Timidly, you stood from your seat and brought over the little flash drive that had the slides for your presentation. It only took you a minute or so to plug into the computer and launch the file, but you had to focus to try and keep your hands from looking jittery.

Once the first slide appeared on the overhead projector, you turned and gave the class a nervous smile. You forced out,

"H-hi everybody . . . my name's Juliana. As. Most of you already know."

Well, yeah. You'd all spent the entire semester together by now. Not to mention you were the youngest Champion in all of Paldea, too, that kinda had been announced to the whole school.

You coughed, stammering out,

"A-anyway! Eheheh, this, is my report on my Treasure Hunt!"

From the middle of the room, Nemona gave a spirited,

"Whoo!"

There was an awkward silence. You laughed nervously before changing the slide.

"R-right, anyway . . ."

You did your best to just focus on your notes and get through the material you'd prepared. You started by talking about all the gyms you had visited and challenged, and the things you'd learned from your successive battles, each of the gym leaders offering interesting new perspectives on pokemon battling and on life in general. The same was true of the Elite Four and the Top Champion. Then you delved a little into your adventures with Arven, tracking down and battling the massive Titan pokemon and locating their secret dens with rare, exotic herbs. The battles themselves were noteworthy, but you also talked about the stuff you learned about backpacking across the wilderness and roughing it in the wild, as well as getting to know Arven better. You dedicated a portion of your talk to Koraidon, as well, because he was your precious baby boy and you loved him more than anything (well, your whole team was dear to you, too, of course). You also talked about the experience of finding and helping out the members of Team Star. It took time to earn their trust, but eventually you learned about them and about the history of Naranja Academy, both the good and the unpleasant. Eventually, you were able to help the members of Team Star gather the courage to face their pasts and return to school, mending the bridges they had thought had been burned and unmendable.

The events that had transpired in Area Zero had to be omitted from your talk, of course, but even glossing over all that, there was plenty to talk about. It had been a very, very busy six months, packed to the brim with adventure and excitement. And to your relief, the report went fairly smoothly. Once you'd gotten into things, it had become much easier to just focus on what you wanted to say and get through the talk you'd carefully practiced.

However, the main portion of the talk wasn't really the thing that had caused you the most anxiety. It was the ending of the speech that truly worried you. The ending that was now rapidly approaching.

You flipped the slide, struggling to keep your cool. You glanced at the bullet points on your slide and continued talking.

"So, ah, as I've been explaining, a lot happened during my independent study! And there are a lot of things I found that I would call my treasure. Like, for instance, my friends. I met so many new friends on this journey and they've all been so amazing. Also, my pokemon. I've raised these little guys from the itty bitty babies I found toddling around in the wild and . . . honestly, I'd do anything for them. We've been through so much. And, of course, all the experiences I had. The big exciting moments, but also all the calm, soft ones. Just having picnics out in the South Province, or walking on the beach, or seeing the sunsets from Levincia, all that stuff. I treasure all of those things. I've been really lucky."

All right, here it comes. You pulled in a nervous breath and hesitated, glancing around at your audience. Were you really doing this? Truthfully, it was probably gonna be fine. You were probably worried about nothing. It's not like there was anything weird about what you wanted to say or anything. But, well, part of you was still scared it might come off as too . . . too sappy or something.

Urgh. You just needed to quit second-guessing yourself and just do it.

Clearing your throat, you say,

"B-but, uhm, when I asked myself what my greatest treasure was, uh, there was something that . . . did come to mind. That's not to devalue any of the other things I've mentioned, of course! They are all deeply important to me. But there is something that makes me feel the most excited, that feels . . . that feels the most precious to me."

Ah, jeez. As the students watched you with intent curiosity, you could feel your heart picking up speed and a blush began to creep onto your face. Okay yeah maybe this was too sappy, but it was too late now, oh god.

You forced yourself to reach over to the laptop and hit the button, changing the slide, and a large photo of Nemona appeared, her auburn eyes bright and her grin positively jubilant, as usual. Doing your very best to speak in a normal voice, you squeaked,

"A-and t-that's my friend Nemona!"

You tried very hard to not make eye contact with anyone in the classroom and just stay focused on your report, although you couldn't help but hear a startled little gasp from somewhere in the middle of the room, which definitely sounded exactly like Nemona.

Okayjustfocusjustkeeptalking

You opened your mouth and forged ahead, the words tumbling out.

"T-the truth is, I've had a lot of difficulties in my life with anxiety and, other mental health issues. Most people don't know that, probably none of you do, I don't really talk about it. But yeah, when I first moved here, Nemona was so welcoming the moment I arrived, and she, she was . . . willing to get to know me and see me for who I am, I guess is the best way of putting it. And she actually liked that person she found? And it meant so much to me, and she became my best friend, but to be honest, she was also my first friend, the first one I was close to, I mean-- like, truly close to. And I can't even begin to say how special that is to me."

You paused to suck in a breath, the thoughts swirling in your head, and continued ardently,

"And she's such a wonderful person. She's full of so much love for life, so much contagious energy, you know? She reminds me of the important things in life, of the stuff that matters most-- which is going after the things that you love, the stuff that makes you feel alive, and pursuing it no matter what! I feel like I'm a better person around her, like she brings out the best in me. And I admire her so much."

You had no idea if your thoughts were coming out coherently or not, but you could only hope so.

"That's not even going over how she re-ignited my interest in pokemon battles and a bunch of other stuff, but I don't wanna ramble or anything, heh . . . I just, uh . . . well, knowing that we're always gonna be there for each other, it's . . . it's the best feeling in the whole world."

You cleared your throat and glanced to the floor, adding quietly,

"S-so, um, yeah. She's. My greatest treasure."

There was a pause, the room completely silent, and you felt like you could hardly breathe. You turned and smacked the button on the computer, flipping to your end slide, and blurted quickly,

"Anyway that's my presentation, the end, thanks everyone, okay bye!"

You were about to just bail, but a smiling Mr. Jacq stepped in the way before you could, so you remained rooted to the spot.

"Thank you, Juliana! That was wonderful! Such an insightful and heartfelt report. Wouldn't you agree, class?"

There was an enthusiastic smattering of applause from the class, and you ducked her head, embarrassed but relieved at the same time. Your teacher continued to praise you for a bit, and you took the first opportunity to quickly return to your seat and exit the spotlight.

Although, returning to your seat was certainly a little awkward, considering you were returning to sit beside Nemona. You didn't have the guts to look at her during the presentation, but you could now see Nemona was blushing quite the intense shade of pink, her eyes glued to her desk, while the students around you casted glances and giggled. You sat down, feeling terrified you may have upset your friend. Did you embarrass her too much? Or . . . god, you should have asked her first if she'd be okay with this, damn it, damn it. Feeling awful, you turned to Nemona and stammered quietly,

"S-sorry if that was embarrassing, I uhh I was just, well, I was trying not to ramble or anything but I just, w-wanted to-- I'm sorry, I should have asked if you--"

Nemona's eyes darted up to yours, wide and disbelieving, and she quickly cut you off.

"Don't say sorry, Jules, that was, it was-- so sweet, I-I-- nobody's ever said anything that nice about me before! Don't you dare apologize for that, that was incredible!"

Nemona's voice had sounded so raw, and she looked nearly on the verge of tears. The fear gripping you immediately evaporated, and you released a breath. With a shy smile, you stammered,

"Oh, o-okay, good! I'm-- I'm glad you liked it . . ."

Nemona huffed, grabbing your arm and leaning in close, muttering so the class couldn't overhear;

"You're lucky I have the self-restraint to not make a big ole' scene in the middle of class, cos I am going to hug the stuffing out of you the second I get the chance, you know that? I'll be sobbing and it's gonna be sooo embarrassing."

You felt a grin edging onto your face.

"I mean, if you wanna make a scene right here, I wouldn't exactly mind . . ."

You hesitated, and then the words slipped out softly,

". . . mi tesoro."

Nemona's pretty auburn eyes went completely wide, her fingers tightening around your arm, and her entire being seemed to positively shake from the force of trying to keep quiet. Her voice was rough and squeaky when she uttered,

"Wh-what-- Jules, I-I--"

You felt worried Nemona was going to break down right then and there; her eyes were watering and she looked as though she was seriously considering picking you up and carrying you right out of the classroom, but a voice suddenly interrupted the moment, causing you both to jump.

"A-hem, now, class, I know you're excited to talk about these wonderful presentations, but I'll need to remind you to save most of that for the end of class, okay?"

You turned to see Mr. Jacq was side-eyeing you both with an amused expression.

"Y-yessir," you say, while Nemona nodded mutely. Slowly, as if it was physically painful to do so, Nemona detached herself from you. She looked so sad, like an excitable puppy that had been scolded for jumping up on someone.

Mr. Jacq had already moved on, checking his clipboard.

"I believe that Isabella is next? Do you have everything ready to go, Isabella?"

"The second after class, Jules," Nemona's whisper in your ear was so terse it practically sounded like a threat, although with the way she was struggling to maintain composure, it was a very emotional one. You suddenly felt very bad for flustering her so much, but the truth was you hadn't really intended to. Unfortunately, there were still like ten or so students left to give their reports, so you both had to keep quiet and behave for just a while longer.

Although you weren't gonna lie, you couldn't focus much. Nemona maintained a facade of listening to your fellow classmates, but she kept shooting you lingering glances, her warm eyes full of such soft adoration, and it was honestly really distracting, because you felt like your heart was melting into goo. You were pretty sure you did not absorb a single thing the presenters were saying, and boy it felt like they were taking forever.

The funniest part was, Nemona had yet to give her presentation. Which you had completely forgot. Until Mr. Jacq checked his clipboard and announced,

"And it's finally time for our last student! Nemona, are you ready?"

Nemona bounced up from her seat faster than you'd ever seen her move, as if struck by a live wire. She gave an exuberant,

"You bet I am!"

Some of the class laughed and you struggled to quash your startled expression, because how in the heck did you forget Nemona hadn't gone yet? You'd been the one to help her work on her rough drafts for weeks, jeez!

Now you felt especially bad for distracting Nemona so much before her big talk. However, as it turned out, it didn't seem to be a problem. As Nemona bounded to the front of the class, she seemed perfectly focused on giving her report. She quickly fired up her slideshow, eyes gleaming.

You felt a flash of admiration at her ability to focus so sharply. Perhaps it was all of her experience with pokemon battles. It would make sense, honestly.

Nemona proceeded to launch into her talk, positively brimming with energy.

"All right, class, time to strap in! Because we're about to take a trip on the Nemona Roller Coaster, guaranteed to be full of the biggest ups and downs and shocking turnabouts you've ever seen on a Pokemon Gym circuit since 2021! (That was my first time to complete the gym challenge) It all started when I met Jules and Director Clavell gave me Sprigatito, to build a new team from scratch! As you'll see from this slide, here are little Spriggy's stats, and here's his nature, which is Jolly. Now, Jolly's a great nature for this pokemon, especially if you take a look at these IVs. . ."

You glanced around at the rest of class, amused by their mixed responses. Some students looked excited and interested while others were clearly mentally checking out already. Nemona had a reputation of getting down into the nitty-gritty details of pokemon battling, including some rather lengthy blow-by-blows of her battles and strategies, which some students found to be intensely boring. However, she also was very good at making the battles seem very dramatic and exciting, so plenty of other students seemed to really enjoy it when she had the spotlight. You didn't care whether Nemona was recounting an especially pivotal moment of a match or presenting spreadsheets on her EV training; whatever she was discussing, she did with a passion that was peerless, and you could listen to her for hours. And even though you'd already seen most of this presentation content while helping her out, you still enjoyed seeing her recite it for the class, covering an incredible amount of material packed into such a short timeframe. Nemona's focus was her journey re-challenging all the gyms, although she highlighted other significant battles along the way, too, including especially feisty trainers she'd met at random or her battles with you, of course.

You knew what the pièce de résistance, the crowning jewel of Nemona's talk was. She had built her presentation's narrative carefully, to climax with the battle that the two of you had shared in the middle of the Mesagoza square; the very first time Nemona had gone at you with everything she had. During this portion of the talk, Nemona dropped most of her technical analyses, opting instead to focus more on the drama and the feelings elicited by the battle, which managed to draw in even the most bored of students in class. Nemona was practically vibrating as she recounted things, and you couldn't help feeling swept up again in the memories, the way your heart pounded, the way your hands shook when you took the pokeballs from your belt, the way your chest squeezed when you saw the fire burning in Nemona's eyes as bright as a Volcarona from across the battlefield.

When the last pokemon in Nemona's story had been felled, she rolled into her final slide, providing a conclusion that was short but sweet.

"And that's when I realized; I'd found my greatest treasure. A true rival. I'd gotten so used to holding back whenever I battled, because I was so worried about making sure people were having fun, and making sure people actually wanted to keep battling me. But it was never really satisfying, deep down. And now, I've finally found someone who can meet me exactly at where I am, an equal. Someone who really gets me!"

She looked across the classroom at you, beaming. With absolute convinction, she said,

"A battle partner for life. Mi tesorita. That's Juliana."

You blushed at her words, glancing away from her intensity. Aughhh, she was trying to kill you, you should have seen this coming.

The students began to clap enthusiastically at the report's completion, but Nemona's voice piped up over the applause.

"But wait wait wait, that's what I put in my report, that's how I ended it, but Juliana's talk, she made me realize my report isn't entirely complete!"

The class quieted down again and you watched as Nemona stepped forward, ignoring her slides and speaking off the cuff.

"Yes, I'd finally found my rival, that's true, and that's fantastic! But it's more then that. Juliana's not just an amazing rival, she's someone I trust more than anything and someone who makes me stronger, makes me better! And she always keeps me on my toes and is always surprising me, no matter how much I get to know her! And she's someone who shares my burning passion, and she makes me laugh, and she makes my heart race, even when we're not battling! Heck, just being around her is exciting, it kind of reminds me of that one time I was exploring the Alfornada cave and I had a team of like level 20's but I accidentally ran into a level SIXTY Garchomp, and it terastallized and I was shaking and--"

At this point, quite a number of students where giggling and whispering, shooting you glances, and you were quietly trying to sink into the desk, face hot and cheeks red, but Nemona kind of had a hard time noticing social cues, so she remained blissfully ignorant of her classmates. Fortunately, Professor Jacq was more perceptive in that area and coughed, stepping in.

"R-right, well, we're running a bit short on time, but thank you, Nemona, for such a beautiful talk! Class, let's thank Nemona for her incredible effort and the perfect conclusion to our Treasure Hunt reports!"

You kept your head down as the class dissolved into applause; a few moments later, the school bell chimed. Shouting over the suddenly rowdy noise of the students eager to leave, Mr. Jacq called,

"All right, class, that'll be it for today, but don't forget Monday's reflection paper, due at the start of class! Check the website if you need a reminder of the guidelines. And have a great weekend!"

Nemona returned to her desk like a streak of light, grabbing up her backpack and then seizing your hand.

"You're coming with me, tesorita. I think if I gotta wait any longer to hug you I'm gonna actually die."

You grab your backpack as she pulls you along, your heart fluttering, and you answer,

"O-okay, haha, Nemona, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Your classmates kept shooting you both glances as Nemona hauled you quickly down the halls, and you knew they were gossiping, but you couldn't seem to bring yourself to really care.

The moment you step outside, she swings you into the promised hug with such force she actually lifts you into the air a bit, and you can't help but dissolve into laughter. She squeezes you tight, so tight it almost hurt, but it's lovely and it's fierce and you don't want it to stop, but eventually you have to beg her to let you breathe again.

She released her death-grip, but switched to kissing the top of your head, over and over, and you squirmed and laughed. She eventually paused to say,

"That's for using the most adorable nickname on me in the history of ever in the middle of class! You're terrible, you know that?"

You grin up at her, and it's like gazing into the sun, her energy always filling you entirely whenever she was around, almost too bright to handle. You answer,

"To be fair, I think you managed to get pretty decent revenge during your report."

Nemona laughed, shifting into a satisfied smirk.

"True! I think I did a pretty good job, considering how hard you were trying to distract me."

Your mind echoed back the tangent that Nemona had gone on at the end of her report, and you felt a blush threatening to return at the thought of it. Before you could think the better of it, you blurt,

"U-uh, about that . . . stuff you said at the end, about the Garchomp and everything . . ."

She lit up with a smile.

"Oh, you wanna hear more about it, yeah? Of course! So, it all started when I was visiting Alfornada, and I heard people talking about a nearby cave with really strong pokemon--"

"N-no, not that," you interrupt, feeling mildly exasperated, because of course that's the part she'd focus on.

"I meant, um, the part when you said that . . . uh . . . being around me felt like facing down the level 60 Garchomp?"

You felt embarrassed repeating it, because maybe you misunderstood, maybe you were just making a fool of yourself-- but her expression shifted, just a little bit, and she hesitated for a half-second.

"Y-yeah! Well, you know! It's always an adventure with you around. You and me, we can take anything on when we work together, and it makes me so jazzed. You know what I mean, right?"

And then she was back to normal. It had been so subtle, just the briefest of hesitations, the slightest waver in her voice, it was entirely possible you'd just imagined it.

You nodded,

"Yeah, of course."

You had a funny, prickly feeling, then, like someone was watching you, and you glanced around. Almost immediately, you spotted some of your classmates, who had probably exited the building around the same time as you. They were loitering suspiciously nearby and looking kinda entertained.

Oh, right. Forgot about them. It seemed Nemona's efforts to not make a scene may not have entirely worked out. To be fair, she did tackle you the second you left the building, pretty much right in the central path everyone took, so. Um.

You quickly suggest,

"Maybe we could continue this conversation somewhere else?"

Nemona was unconcerned with your classmates (or perhaps unaware), but still seemed to love the idea.

"Sure! Y'wanna grab some ice cream? We can go hang out on the rooftops!"

That sounded perfect, so you agreed.

She grabbed your hand and you were off, to enjoy the rest of your Friday afternoon, and to make some more treasured memories.

#pokemon #pokemon s/v #fanfic #nemona #nemona x juliana #juliana x nemona #pokemon scarlet/violet #rating: G #fluff #julinemo #julinemo fanfic #terajules #mystuff

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aceie-desire · 3 years ago

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Hihi! Can i request how ruggie act if he had a crush on someone? And how would he confess to them? (IM SORRY IF U'RE CONFUSED WITH MY GRAMMAR)

Savanaclaw having a crush on you.

✎ Characters: Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Leona Kingscholar

☁︎ Fluff

⚠︎ Warnings: nothing really

! Word count: 1.5k

ꕤ Notes: I hope you don't mind that I decided to add the rest of savanaclaw to this, i really liked the idea lol, so thanks!!

Ruggie

If you think he would keep you out of all his pranks, you are terribly mistaken. If anything, most of them become focused on you. It's how he shows he cares. :p Sure you’d be subject to more of his pranks, but he’ll also be prone to getting you more things, during his little “errand runs”.

He’d grab little things that remind him of you, especially from the botanical garden. No one would mind if 2 little flowers went missing…everyday…

Growing up he learned to be resourceful, and that gifts don’t have to be so expensive. It truly is the thought that counts.

He’d love to spend quality time with you, using all of his free time without Leona to be beside you. He’d be over at the Ramshackle dorm quite a lot, and he’d befriend the ghosts extremely easily, they bond over making fun of poor Grim.

There are a few occasions where Ruggie is the one who’s flustered, as I take him to be the kind of guy aniciating most of the flirting, but as soon as you decide to turn the tables, he’s a stuttering mess, acting as if his face isn’t as red as Riddle’s hair. He’ll try to act collected and cool about it but his body is betraying him, and he can’t stop laughing awkwardly.

After every sentence its “pshhhihihehehe!”

You find it adorable lol. Afterwards he’ll act as if nothing happened, and he’ll go back to his teasing self. Ruggie’s not one to trust others easily, and he doubts that you’ll ever feel the same as he’s never been in that sort of situation, so he’s pretty casual about it I guess. If someone from Savanaclaw asks if he likes you, he’ll just nod and be like, “mhm, yeah. now move outta the way, Leona wants his sandwich.”

This will lead to rumors spreading around pretty fast. So you being well, you. As well as a lot of pushing from Ace, Deuce, and Grim, decide to ask him if it’s true.

And to your surprise, it is.

“Oh… that, yeah eheheh. It’s true.” He’d chuckle, sticking his hands in his pocket. He’d seem kinda embarrassed, but not so much as to the point of passing out, his face is slightly red due to the confrontation however.

“Sorry if the guys have been bothering you about it, they’re idiots. And don’t feel pressured by them or me. I know you don’t feel the same-“

He was cut off by you latching onto him, burying your head in the crook of his neck, “…I like you too, you’re the idiot.”

“……….huh…?”

He’s so confused. “What? Why? When? How? WHAT?”

You’ll just smile and explain in whichever way you’d like, leading to laughs from the both of you. But to be honest, Ruggie’s probably not listening 100%, he’s just daydreaming about you. And how that you, his crush, likes him back.

Jack

He’s always flustered around you. It’s quite obvious that he likes you, but you don’t seem to notice, thinking that that’s just how he is. Everyone is visually facepalming.

He’d be totally normal, but then if you walked into the classroom, he’d just stop talking, his eyes fixed on you as a red hue seemed to spread across his face.

He'd never notice that he was staring, it just happened. It could be in the middle of spell drive practice, and he’d see you standing off to the side cheering for his team, and he’d just freeze, allowing the disk to hit him in the head, resulting in a trip to the nurse.

You’d be one of the first ones there, waiting from him to wake up, “Oh! Jack! Are you okay!? What happened-? AHH. JACK! GUYS HELP! HE PASSED OUT AGAIN!”

It would take a lot of Leona’s time to calm you down saying that he’s okay, rolling his eyes at how oblivious you were. After that whole incident, Jack would find the courage to talk to you and bow in front of your entire class apologizing for that day, and that he scared you.

“Oh, it’s fine, Jack, really! I’m just glad that you’re now okay!”

“Uh, yea- mhm, yes, thanks,” he’d quickly stutter out quietly, still in a bow position, face trained on the floor.

Now i’m not saying he wouldn’t be able to talk to you at all, quiet the opposite actually, he’d hang around Ramshackle with you, ace, deuce, and grim a lot, mainly cause he keeps getting dragged into things with y’all. But he doesn’t mind, it’s fun, and you get to see a much more calm side of Jack, that everyone else is familiar with.

You’d notice his tail wagging as you two were talking, but you decided not to bring it up as you didn’t want him to feel embarrassed from the guys. But they noticed too, they’d have their own inside joke about it-

Now as for how he’d finally confess, it’s more as he doesn’t. The guys just get so tired of y’all’s bs and just flat out say it one day while you’re hanging out at Ramshackle.

“Mhm, remember when we first found out that Jack likes y/n?” Ace teased.

“Oh yeeeeah…” Deuce smirked looking at the two of you.

Both of your faces were red.

Grim wasnt able to control his laughter, and Jack was too shy to even yell at them.

“I uh…” His palm was rubbing the back of his neck, as his ears were drooping.

Everyone was shocked to hear you laughing, smiling extremely brightly, leaving Jack in a daze.

“We’ll it’s a good thing I like you too!”

“FINALLY!” Ruggie yelled, popping out from who knows where.

“Took you long enough,” Leona sighed.

“Where the hell did you both come from?” Deuce questioned.

Ruggie smiled “Don’t worry about it~”

You were still laughing at the whole scene, and Jack had an actual smile on his face, fascinated by all that was you.

Leona

He’d let you get away with so much stuff, more so than Ruggie. It honestly scares everyone, but there’s certain students that use it for their advantage-

You’d cover for them if they needed help, mainly if Leona was gonna be close to killing them, you’re literally their ace in their sleeve. But they knew not to overdo it, as it would stop working after a while.

You and Ruggie were the only ones who could get close to Leona on certain occasions, man, even Ruggie needed your help sometimes though.

Like if Leona just would NOT get up, and there was an important test that was worth 50% of your grades, you were the only one who could wake him without being pummeled. He’d still be grouchy, but it’s nowhere near how bad it would be if it was someone else.

“Why the hell did you wake me up, Herbivore?”

“We have a quiz, Kitty.”

That nickname drove him crazy, but he didn’t exactly hate it… You could only say it when you were alone though, not even Ruggie could hear it. Leona’s made that part clear.

Just like Ruggie, he wouldn’t be all that secretive about how he felt, and he wouldn’t take any bs about it. If someone even mentioned it or asked, well, let’s just say they shouldn’t. But even though, at first he just denied it, he thought there was no way he could like a herbivore like you, romantically. But he kept dreaming about you, and your smile, and your laugh, and how you would scold people, unfazed by any size or age difference. That’s one of the things he liked about you, you didn’t back down.

Sure it was entertaining for him, but sometimes it was a pain in his ass. You didn’t let him get away with as many things as Leona did. But it was funny seeing you stop arguments between the Savanaclaw students, seeing there was no need for him to intervene.

The students knew not to mess with you, as one, you were hard headed, and two, they’d have to deal with Leona too.

Nobody knew if you were dating or not, cause it kinda seemed like you were… but like not?

You acted like an old married couple honestly, both of you just going back and forth angry, then pretending nothing happened and chilling together in the garden or in either the Ramshackle dorm or Savanaclaw. It wasn’t strange to see you both cuddling slightly, dead asleep. And everyone knew better than to question it. Even Ruggie, but you would sometimes catch him laughing about it, right before your mind went black and you’d fallen asleep under the same tree as the other prefect.

Leona’s never been one for labels, but Ruggie does mention how it would put you a bit more at ease if he’d at least had some sort of conversation about it.

And he did.

It wasn’t anything drastic, but it was just him letting you know that you mean a lot to him, those however weren’t his exact words. Nonetheless, he cared. And he would make sure that you knew it.

“Stupid, Herbivore.”

“Mhmmm, but you love meeee.” you dragged out every word slightly.

All he did was groan, as you fell asleep, seeing that, he chuckled, “Yeah. I do.”

thanks for reading!! and requests are open <3

#headcanon #disney twisted wonderland headcanons #disney twst headcanons #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #leona x reader #ruggie x reader #jack x reader #leona headcanons #ruggie headcanons #jack howl headcanons #disney #headcanons #otome #disney twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland x reader

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hpalways · 4 years ago

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Heyy I was wondering if you could write just a few hc or one shots for Albedo, Kazuha, or Venti with an s/o who overworks themself with work and stuff? Yknow- comfort stuff :3 Unfortunately I’ve been having to work over fifty + hours these past few weeks, and I love your writing! Have a nice day btw-!!

Note: hiiiii! yes! of course. this sounds lovely to write about. please take care of yourself omg, that sounds really stressful and tiring. aww! and thank you for enjoying my works, im so happy to hear that ^^

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Albedo, Kazuha, Venti

Warnings: None

Albedo

When he sees you studying religiously in the workshop, he goes to the nearby campfire. Finding a pot and some water, he warms it up to make hot cocoa. Heading back to you, he hands it to you, watching your face light up in pleasant surprise.

As the workshop in the mountains can still get cold, he fetches a wool blanket to wrap around your arms. It allows you to have a better time with your research.

He tries to take your mind off of work by asking you to be his model for his next art piece. You are told to lay down, because he wants to draw you that way. Despite shooting him a confused look, you follow through with it anyway, getting into a position that’s too relaxing. Soon enough, you fall asleep and he quickly tends to you and tuck you in.

Other times, he wants you away from the workaholic atmosphere. Holding your hand tightly, he leads you out of the cave-like study and into the pretty snow. A light flutter falls from the skies, tickling your cheeks in gentle waves. The two of you stroll through the slippery slopes, and he makes sure no harm comes to you.

He talks philosophically and about the world, giving you a break from the load of paperwork.

However, he is quite the workaholic himself, his thoughts always straying to him own studies. This usually strikes some sense in you, where you help pull him out of his stupor, as well as your own. The two of you continues to remind each other that breaks are needed. He’s your rock to hold onto; and you were his.

“[Y/N]? You appear very tired. Slow down and let me fix you some tea.”

Kazuha

Whispers poetry into your ear. His voice itself is soothing to you, calming your frantic nerves from the ongoing training that was set in stone. Every word that comes out is like silk, which relaxes your tense muscles.

Pulling you away from the training grounds, he shows the nature views he has grown so fond of. Maple leaves rain down in gentle motion, the scenery warming you up inside with comfort. It is beautiful and you do not regret sneaking out with Kazuha for this moment.

He talks about his homeland, Inazuma, full of raw emotion and beautiful phrases that take your breath away. He tells you not to rush what fate has in store for you, to take it easy and go at your own pace. This relieves your stress easily.

You are sometimes taken out to the ship, where you are not allowed to train. The sea laps beneath the engine, blue waves furling in a way that soothed you. It is beautiful, the horizons stretching far and wide, with the rising morning sun in the distance.

Seeing your tired expression, he takes you to the middle of nowhere -- the meadows where it is warm and the sun basks. He says the wind leads him here. And before you know it, the two of you are knocked out on a rock, taking a nap together to find your energy again for the next coming day.

At times, he goes easy on you during battles, soon turning it into a fun word game where he contemplates haiku.

“The wind is calm today. Come. We don’t need you rushing either.”

Venti

Always very willing to distract you from your paperwork. Barging right into your office at the Favonius Headquarters, he walks to you with a giddy smirk.

He takes no objections, deaf to your protests as he forces you out of there, running through the fields with you fumbling behind him. He goes to Windrise, expertly climbing up his favorite tree. You sit beside him, letting out a sigh at the male. You are secretly happy to be here instead.

Plays his precious lyre to you, the melodic song ringing into your ears. They make you feel warm inside... and sleepy. His voice is angelic as always, with favorite lyrics tumbling out of his precious lips.

Of course, he brings you to his favorite tavern in Mondstadt, Angel’s Share. Buying a bunch of drinks, the two of you drink and feel the rush of it kicking in. He is smiling in content when you sag your shoulders into a relaxed state, no more worrying about the irrelevant stuff from before.

Tells you lots of jokes. You try not to laugh at them, but he eventually gets to you anyway. His teal eyes watch you softly, content to destress you from the workload you keep putting on yourself. He misses when you had more freetime -- when you aren’t fretting about the littlest things.

He gives you a lot of surprise hugs. His arms are surprisingly strong, tightening around you and stubborn to let you go. You feel yourself giving in to the sturdiness of his arms.

“Free yourself from the chains of responsibility, [Y/N]. Eheheh. Pretty please?”

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honey-milk-depresso · 4 years ago

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The Wild and The Quiet (Floyd Leech x Kuudere Reader)

Part 1 : How You caught feelings in your fishing net.

“Koebi chan~~~!”

“...hi, Floyd..”

“Where are you going???”

“...back to Ramshackle..”

“Ehh??~ Can I come~?”

“...fine...”

It was quite funny to see the two of you interact. You and Floyd were complete polar opposites of each other, where Floyd is that wild, rambunctious and certainly loud student, you were the much calmer, shy (or seemingly emotionless-) and quiet student.

Well, you know what they say, opposites do attract.

How Floyd even got attached to you was a mystery even to yourself.

You had no idea how he even started clinging and conversing with you everyday at every hour. You didn’t try to bath in the limelight, well, accept you possessing no magic. But that certainly wouldn’t attract anybody, right? There’s nothing spectacular about that. In fact, that would have sounded lame and boring to anyone’s ears, so certainly Floyd wouldn’t be interested in something “boring”, right? Well....

Floyd at first, for the most part, scared you like any other student would be scared of Floyd. He was tall and intimidating, his attitude is very unexpected, at one point he’s smiling and another his face darkens and your met with his fist. You never know, and that’s what scared you sometimes.

But, you never showed that fear. Towards him. Towards anyone. Something in you had always made you tell yourself: “Don’t show them how vulnerable you are.”

Over time, you got used to the large, rambunctious mer-eel’s shenanigans. And over time, you secretly enjoyed his company. You just thought of it as him always treating his friends like this. Although, you would admit, you wanted your relationship with him to grow a little further.

Stepping into the Ramshackle dorm, you made way for Floyd to come in to which he sloppily went in before making himself comfortable on your couch.

You put down your bag and took out your notes and homework, before heading to the coffee table, where Floyd rested on the couch behind it to do your work. Floyd stared at you lazily as you scribbled away formulas and answers.

“...You don’t have work to do?”

“Eh~~ I can do it later.”

“...You should do it now.”

“Huh~~~? I don’t feel like it..”

You stopped writing and glance back at him, he closes his eyes as he wore a relaxed expression on his features. You hesitated a little, eyes averting away from him for a few seconds before turning away from him again.

“.......Want to do homework with me...?”

His eyes shot opened and widened. This was one of the rare moments where you offer him to do something with you. It’s usually him who forces offer you to do something with him, but it seems the tables have turned. He smiled a toothy grin before standing up and bending low where he rested his chin on your shoulders.

“Ehehehe~! Why didn’t you say so!”

Just went he placed his chin on your shoulders, you swore you shivered a little due to the skin sudden cold feeling of his skin. Of course, you showed no sign of being affected, and just shifted more to the left sub consciously.

Floyd came back with his own homework and writing materials, but rather than sitting opposite from you, he sat beside you on your right, which made both your elbows rub in contact of each other, making it even harder for you to focus on your work as your flustered emotions continued rising inside of you, harder to contain.

Floyd was simply oblivious and in his own bliss of being able to do something together with you and did his work.

A few moments of him being halfway distracted and started talking to you, to which you asked him to go back to his own paper continuously, you finished your second to last worksheet. All that’s left is the alchemy worksheet Professor Crewel has given you today, which was assigned tomorrow. Obviously do it now, who wants to be discipline by the strictest professor around.

You took it out of your file and.... it’s crumpled, almost life it was bleached, as the ink prints were faded and smudged. Words were written all over it: Loser, weirdo, bitch.. a bunch of nasty nicknames which you admitted kind of put you down.

You should’ve known. Those Savanaclaw delinquents and their constant bullying towards you. Jack had to always chase them away for you, but he doesn’t take the same Alchemy class as you did. Those Savanclaw students did on purpose so that you would be scolded by Professor Crewel for having a toilet paper of a worksheet. Great, now you have to ask Deuce or Ace. Grim certainly can’t help.

“Hmmmm~? Is koebi chan spacing out? I though you told me to focus, now it’s my turn~!”

He tried snatching the crumpled and vandalized worksheet out of your hand, but you immediately caught it before he could even view it to his face.

Truthfully, you didn’t want him to see it as you felt like you would look stupid in front of him. When it comes to being bullied, you rather hide it than tell anyone about it. That feeling of hiding it made you turn on your instincts and told you to take it back, hoping that Floyd would just let go.

Yeah, those chances of him letting go of something unknown to him were a chances of slim to nothing.

He held on and tried pulling it out of your grip, and he proved to be much stronger than you, easily getting the worksheet.

He faced away from you as you only crouched back, a little nervous of the outcome.

“....Who did this, y/n...?”

You gulped internally. You had never heard him in such a low, threatening tone. And it’s been quite a while since you heard him call you by your real name.

“Nothing.”

“Koebi. Tell me. Now.”

“I really don’t know.”

Floyd isn’t stupid, and you know. He knows when something’s up, and he would be very persistent in figuring out the situation. It’s his job together with Jade. So why bother denying to him?

“....”

“.....”

“Why do you care?”

Ouch. You didn’t mean to sound harsh towards him.

Without hesitation, he immediately replied.

“I care about you, obviously.”

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“What..”

You saw a familiar teal haired eel in his lab coat, sleeping soundly under the shade of a tree.

You were carrying blankets and pillowcases you collected from the Heartslabyul dorm. Trey and Riddle allowed you to used their clothes dryer to hang your blankets and stuff. Pretty neat.

You stared at the peaceful eel. He’s way more different than his wild usual self. You couldn’t help but think he looked cute. He really did. Then you took note of his lab coat. He had alchemy. And Floyd only sleeps at random places if he ever felt moody or sleepy. Maybe he had a rough day in Alchemy class?

Well I mean, who wouldn’t? Professor Crewel and his ridiculous amounts of homework with his seemingly impossible to meet deadlines.

You quietly knelt beside Floyd and gently draped the blanket around him. Seems like he really is deep in sleep. Sitting down beside him you looked up to the sky and took a deep breath.

Lazily, you felt your eyelids feeling heavy, unconsciously falling asleep on Floyd’s arm. You didn’t mean to, but you were so tired yourself.

Little did you two know, that Azul and Jade were trying to search for Floyd, and only find you and him sleeping.

And little did you know, that Floyd used his fingers to intertwined with yours.

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“Oh..”

Cornered by the same Savanaclaw delinquents. Just great.

They’re probably here to extort your food and valuables again.

You know you said you hated looking vulnerable, but you also hated getting into trouble. So you just complied and gave them your bag.

They dumped out all your contents out of your bag, crushing and stepping on them.

In your head, you’re insulting them of how they are equivalent to an angry baby throwing a tantrum, but on the outside, you remain stoic.

Emotionless.

“Hey.”

All four of you immediately looked to the left upon hearing a dreaded voice. Floyd stood, casting a dark shadow as his eyes gleamed danger. The Savanaclaw students stopped their harassing and cower at the sight of the tall eel.

“You three were lucky I didn’t chase you down two weeks ago, after you ruined Koebi Chan’s homework. This time, I’m not holding back.”

You closed your eyes shut as you could only hear screaming from the Savanaclaw students, you went behind the door of your empty classroom until you heard only silence.

Three Savanaclaw students all passed out on the ground. Floyd gave them one last menacing look before he met your eyes with his dramatically softened ones.

He cling onto you.

“Ne~~~ Koebi Chan! You should’ve told them to stay away from you~”

“I don’t want to get in trouble.”

“Huh~~~~? But you need to toughen up a bit~”

“What are you going to do with them?”

He glanced back to the pile of students he had created.

“Ehehehehe~~~ I’m sure they’ll wake up!”

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”

His sudden change of his easy going attitude to a serious one slightly caught you off guard.

And then very quickly, he grinned a toothy grin.

“Koebi Chan shouldn’t let others tell you what to do!”

He took your hand in his.

“I will protect you! But make sure to protect yourself, too! Ehehehehe~~!”

Something in you told you that the warm feeling blooming in your chest, would only grow bigger.

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Want me to do part 2????

How to procrastinate 24/7

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #twst floyd #twisted wonderland floyd #twst floyd x reader #kuudere reader #floyd leech x reader oneshot #octavinelle #octavinelle x reader #twisted wonderland floyd x reader

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 4 years ago

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Excited for the event~ (if it'll stop crashing....) Can I get wedding crashers Octatrio, where Yuu had returned to their world, and had mostly forgotten of the events that had happened to them at NRC? Yuu is marrying someone they love and cherish, but that's not going to stop Floyd from trying to bring his beloved Koebi-chan back, with Jade and Azul 100% supporting him / being there for the chaos.

“I object to this wedding...!”

Pre-Wedding Jitters

Twisted Wonderland all seems like a distant dream now.

You have returned home, to your family--and to your loving childhood friend and S/O of several years.

You have grown closer and closer to them ever since you’ve come back, just to catch up on those lost moments of affection. Cuddling, whispering to one another, taking the time for long dates...

You’re so happy to be returning to normalcy, and leave all that happened at Night Raven College behind you. You want to focus on making new memories with your S/O.

Before you know it, a few months have passed.

On one date, set at sunset, you are walking on the beach, holding onto their arm, when they suddenly get on one knee and propose.

Of course, you happily accepted, for this has always been your dream come true--marrying someone whom you love and cherish more than anything in the world.

You decide to have an ocean-themed wedding and to hold it on the beach.

It is a location that holds many precious memories to you and your S/O.The beach is not only where you first met while on a school trip, but also where your proposal had been. Thus, you agreed, the next chapter of your lives together should also begin on the beach.

You have no idea that a storm is brewing back in Twisted Wonderland.

In your absence, Floyd has been moodier than ever, lashing out at the smallest provocation, even from his own twin brother or from Azul.

He has broken so many things, screeched and whined for hours on end.

Floyd refuses to eat or sleep some days, instead choosing to prowl the night and take out his frustrations by beating up any fools that happen to cross his path.

“He’s out of control,” Azul notes, massaging his temples. “We must make amends, and fast...before he gets served with a lawsuit.”

“Indeed,” Jade agrees with a solemn nod. “Well, then. Shall we go hunting for fresh shrimp?”

The Crashing

...So much for a wedding on the beach.

It is storming on your special day, forcing you to direct your wedding staffers into pulling everything inside the nearby hotel lobby you have rented. They’re scrambling to dry things off and rearrange tables and chairs into a makeshift venue.

Your S/O comforts you and reassures you that your wedding will be just as good indoors as it would have been outdoors, kissing your worries away.

It is then that the front doors to the hotel are kicked down and a familiar voice shouts at you.

“KOEBI-CHAAAAN!”

In rushes Floyd, back by a smiling Jade and Azul.

Before you can register what is happening, you feel a body slam hard against you, wrapping you up in long limbs and practically crushing you against a chest that doesn’t belong to your S/O.

“I’ve missed you sooooo much!” Floyd wails, rubbing his cheek against yours. “Ehehehe, but it’s alright! Now that I’ve found you, we can be together again!”

“Um...what?”

“Er, who is this? An uninvited guest?” your S/O asks. They make the mistake of reaching out to untangle you from the eel’s grasp.

Floyd snarls at him, his grip on you tightening as he steps back, taking you with him.

The guests and staffers are staring now, whispering among one another. Floyd glares back at them.

“Sir, that’s my spouse you have in your arms. Kindly return them, or I will have no choice but to call security,” your S/O warns patiently.

“Don’t wanna!” Floyd retorts, pouting. “Koebhi-chan’s mine! Lame ol’ guppies like you should just disappear like sea foam.”

“Excuse me?”

Floyd suddenly shoves you behind him to the floor. You’re in such a daze that you’re paralyzed and forced to watch the chaotic scene unfold.

Floyd has decked your S/O right across the face, giving them a bloody nose.

Then, at Azul’s signal, the twins descend on the wedding, kicking over tables and throwing chairs, destroying decorations and tearing down elaborate dishes. They might have been salvaged from the storm, but none of it was safe from Jade and Floyd.

Guests scramble away in complete and utter horror.

Security arrives, and they tackle the twins--but much to your dismay, Jade and Floyd easily yank them off and lob the burly men into the ruined wedding cake.

Your S/O rushes to help you up and escape while the brothers are preoccupied, only to be blocked by Azul.

“Pardon me,” the octopus says calmly, pointing his magical staff.

A column of water punches your S/O in the gut and sends him flying into a wall. He’s drenched, bloodied, and battered.

Jade kneels down in front of him and kindly directs your S/O to watch as Floyd steals their beloved spouse away. When they struggle to get back up, Jade steps on their leg and digs his heel in, eliciting a yelp of pain.

Floyd has, meanwhile, scooped you up again. He plants a loud, sloppy kiss right on your lips, making sure that your S/O catches a good eyeful.

The Octavinelle trio floods the venue and flee with you, still trapped in Floyd’s crushing embrace.

The Aftermath

The storm seems to have cleared up outside, just like Floyd’s mood.

He’s giggling and laughing now, planting the occasional kiss on your crown, on your cheek--really, anywhere he can get it in.

Azul and Jade nod along to his excitement. They are just happy to see him happy, after all.

You kick and protest, but it seems to fall on deaf ears.

Azul busies himself with summoning a portal to return you to Twisted Wonderland, while Jade clicks his tongue at you.

“It is pointless to resist,” he tells you coldly. “Do make this easier on all of us and simply accept Floyd’s affections.”

“They will learn,” Azul calls over his shoulder. The portal is ready to accept them. “And if not, I can always brew a love potion.”

“It doesn’t matter to me~” Floyd interrupts his dorm leader. “As long as I’ve got Koebi-chan, nothin’ else matters!”

You are hurled back into Twisted Wonderland with the eels and the octopus. Back into a dream--or perhaps a nightmare.

#Jade Leech #Floyd Leech #Azul Ashengrotto #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #wedding crashing #Reader #self insert #Reader x Floyd Leech #Floyd Leech x Reader #kinda yandere #twisted wonderland headcanons

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meltwonu · 5 years ago

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| good in bed | [chapter 1]

pairing; non-idol!chan x reader

this chapter’s notes; HELLO HELLO!! Gettin this ball rollin with the first chapter of good in bed!!!😚💕 Thank u for the interest in this fwb au with chan~ he needs more love yall hehe kind of an introductory chapter but fingering, (barely a) handjob and minor exhibitionism eheheh love u!!!💕💕💕💕

chapters; 1 - x - x - x

“So, how was your date with Jun-hyung?”

Chan toes his shoes off at the door, arms full of groceries and snacks for your weekly movie night at your apartment. You set your own bags down on the countertop before sighing and wiping the sweat from your brow. “It was okay. He kept asking me if I wanted to see videos of his hot dog roller and I couldn’t tell if that was sexual or if he really had a hot dog roller?” Chan laughs to tears, barely setting his bags down on the dining table before collapsing to the floor.

“Fuck, please tell me you’re kidding?” You shake your head ‘no’ at him, placing the various groceries in their places in the kitchen before grabbing the box of popcorn to make.

“I wish I was. He asked me if I wanted to go on a second date so he could show it to me in person.”

“Did you say yes?”

You shoot Chan an incredulous look, placing the bag of popcorn in the microwave and pressing start. “Uh, no?” He gets up from the floor, wiping the stray tears from his eyes before grabbing some of the other snacks and taking them to the living room to set up the space for your movie night.

“You should’ve. Maybe he would’ve shown you his massive dick and you missed out.”

You’re 3 movies in, 2 bags of popcorn cooked and Chan is already nodding off at 9PM.

“Chan, you ok over there?” He hums, sitting up on the sofa as he yawns. “Yeah, sorry, Soonyoung-hyung is really grilling us for the dance competition and we’re in the practice room a lot longer than usual. I’m beat. He could rip my legs off and I wouldn’t even feel it.” You look over to him rubbing his eyes, trying to wipe the sleepiness out of them as he reaches for the bucket of popcorn in between the two of you. “You should’ve just stayed home and rested, you didn’t need to come over for movie night if you’re this tired...” Frowning, you reach over, smoothing his mussed hair as he whines.

“I’m not a baby! And anyway, we’ve never missed movie night! Remember the time we got food poisoning from Jihoon-hyung’s cooking? We still had movie night, just with barf buckets.”

Laughing at the memory, you get up from your spot on the sofa, grabbing more drinks from the kitchen before settling back into your spot on the couch.

“True, I don’t know what we’d do without our movie nights.” Chan’s eyes flit to your form next to him, fingers in the bowl of popcorn. “I dunno, probably getting laid?” You choke on a sip of soda, the carbonated beverage getting onto your shirt. “What!?”

“What? Am I wrong? I don’t think I’ve heard you talk about any of your dates getting any further than the first date lately. And you’ve gone on a lot of them recently.”

The blush that coats your features is burning hot as you set your drink down onto the coffee table. You and Chan had talked about your dates and love lives before, but something about how blunt he’d just been surprised you. “Yeah, well, I dunno. I’m just not getting the right vibes, y’know? I know you’re friends with some of the people I’ve dated but just… I dunno. Maybe my chakras aren’t aligned or whatever.” He rolls his eyes at you jokingly, tired eyes back to the forgotten movie on screen.

“What if we just… I dunno, fucked?”

You can feel your pupils shaking as you stare holes into the side of Chan’s head. “Excuse me, what?”

He clears his throat, reaching for his glass of water on the side table before taking a sip and setting it back down. “I mean, you haven’t been getting any and I haven’t been getting any… We should maybe try it out?”

“You make it sound like we’re just trying kombucha for the first time! How are you so calm about this?!”

Chan laughs as he glances at you, noticing the blush covering your cheeks. “Because… Well, I don’t know. I guess cause we’re best friends? I trust you out of all people, you know? I know you won’t bite my dick off?” You bite the inside of your cheek; in all honesty, you had a huge crush on Chan for a while and the only reason you’d been going on so many dates lately was because you were trying to forget about your crush on Chan.

“Chan… I don’t know, this seems complicated?”

“You said you weren’t getting laid so…”

“Yeah, Chan, I said that but I dunno about this…” He cracks a smile, hand in the bucket of popcorn next to you. “You also said you didn’t want random hook-ups either, not after Seungkwan tried to finger you in that Ferris wheel two weeks ago.” You grimace at the memory; you were 3 seconds away from getting the good ‘ol police escort out of the theme park.

“I did say that…”

“Well? I’m not random, I’m your best friend! And anyway, Soonyoung’s been so far up my ass with practice for the dance competition at the end of the year so I haven’t been getting any either. It’d work out for both of us?” Chan crams a fist full of popcorn into his mouth, eyes never leaving the tv screen. You contemplate his words for a minute; Chan was insanely handsome and if you were being completely honest, you’d had a crush on him for a while now which is why you weren’t sure this was the right route.

“Chan, I don’t know…”

“Okay, well, just think about it? I’m always here for you. Even if you want to tie me up to the bedpost.”

You nod, a quiet ‘okay’ leaving your lips before you turn to the tv yourself.

“Let’s finish this movie because Sonic the Hedgehog is next on our list and I wanna see it already.”

When Chan leaves your apartment at midnight, he hugs you goodbye, reminding you to think about his proposition. You nod, a tight lipped smile on your face when you shut the door.

You tidy up your place slowly, the thoughts of Chan swimming in your head the entire time it takes for you to clean up and get ready for bed. There was really nothing wrong with his suggestion; you just weren’t sure if it’d make or break your friendship with him. It was fine that you kept your crush on him to yourself, but you knew that adding any sort of physical relationship would make it hard for you to not fall for him even harder. On the flipside, you’d finally be able to fuck your crush without him noticing anything, probably.

Groaning, you reach for your phone, scrolling through various apps before sighing again. Was it worth all the risk?

Screw it, you think, if it destroys our friendship at least we went out with a bang.

You realize when you ring the doorbell to Jeonghan’s apartment that only an actual psycho throws a party on a Tuesday night. I guess that’d be Jeonghan. He opens the door and lets you in, a drunken flush already evident on his skin as he thrusts a cup into your hand.

“There’s more drinks in the kitchen, Minghao’s the bartender tonight!!” You grimace as you smell the contents of the cup, taking a sip before you walk further into the apartment. Noticing a few of your one time dates, you awkwardly wave at them before making a beeline for the kitchen in order to avoid conversation.

“Hey! There you are, come have a drink!”

To your slight surprise, Chan’s already there, arm outstretched with a shot in hand. You had barely talked to him all weekend, giving him and yourself some time to think about the decision you’d both made. Although he had texted you once at 3am asking you a list of your top ten things you wanted to try out in the bedroom; to which you had taken at least 3 hours to come up with before sending the text and throwing your phone at your bed as the sun began to rise into the sky.

Taking the shot out of his hand, you down it, setting the cup back onto the countertop. “When did you get here, Chan?” He downs his own before wrapping an arm around your waist and tugging you closer towards him.

“Not too long ago, but Jeonghan’s been really shoving the alcohol down our throats tonight so it feels like it’s been hours.” He finishes with a laugh, fingertips digging into your clothed waist. “Been thinkin’ about you though, y’kno?”

“O-oh, really?”

“Mmhmm. Y’kno that fourth thing on your list that you sent me… I was waiting for you to show up cause I think we can try it out if you’re interested. I’m not gonna lie, I was getting a ‘lil ahead of myself and thinkin’ about all the things I wanted to do to you if you’d let me. Wanna get started?” You blush, almost crushing the cup in your hand when you remember what the fourth item on your list was.

Exhibitionism.

“I, um, o--okay, yeah let’s---let’s do it.”

When Chan pushes you into the storage closet of Jeonghan’s apartment, you can’t help but be a little confused, almost tripping over a misplaced wrench before plastering yourself against the wall.

“No offense Chan, but a storage closet?” He turns the flashlight on from his phone, searching for a light inside of the tiny room only to not find one before turning the flashlight off. “Aww, baby wants to fuck on a bed?” His voice is teasing, a stupidly handsome smirk visible on his face once your eyes adjust to the dark.

“Normally yes?”

“Well, too bad. The only bed in this place is Jeonghan’s and I know he’d make my life hell if I fucked you on it. Anyway, I… I wanna take it a ‘lil slow with you so we’ll start off with some basic shit, okay?” You roll your eyes, although you can’t deny the heat pooling in your lower abdomen. “I don’t know how basic this’ll be but … okay.”

Chan places his hands on your waist, pulling you towards him so that you can feel his hardness already straining in his jeans. “I’m not gonna lie, I was a little shocked when you sent that list of yours… But if I’m being honest, a lot of it is stuff I wanted to try too, so I guess it works out for us, huh?” He grinds into you, a small moan on his lips when he slots a leg in between yours. “Did you think about me at all?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Good. Can I kiss you?”

“Yes… please.” You’re nervous and about to change your entire relationship with Chan but the excitement overpowers all of your other emotions when he leans in, his lips on yours for the first time ever. He tastes like vodka and citrus when he dips his tongue into your mouth; your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him in closer.

His hips work against yours as the two of you grind against each other in the tiny space. Chan’s lips part from yours, trailing down your neck in soft movements. “Can I leave marks?” You nod your head furiously, moaning loudly at his lips sucking love bites onto your skin. “I’m surprised you asked. Don’t you want them to know what we’re doing in here?” Chan smirks against your skin, hands moving from your waist to the button on your jeans.

“Mmm, don’t we both?” Chan pops the button of your jeans, working the zipper down before he plays with the hem of your panties between his fingertips. “I want to make sure you want this before I start. I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you, Chan.”

You don’t know how long has passed since Chan’s fingers spread your pussy open, the sound of your wetness bouncing off of the tiny room’s walls. “Ugh, Chan, p-please, another finger? I need more!” The music playing outside in the living room is loud and you hope somewhat that your voice is muffled when you cry out. Chan obliges, adding a third finger as you grind down onto his digits.

“Aww, baby, I’ve been doing all the work. Won’t you give me a ‘lil something too?”

You tug him in for another kiss, trailing a hand down his torso before you’re undoing his jeans, pushing his underwear down to wrap a hand around his cock. Precum leaks from the tip as Chan moans against your lips, thrusting his hips up into your closed hand as you squeeze your hand around him.

“Bet you wish it was my pussy instead, huh?”

You bite his lower lip before pulling away, “Too bad you didn’t just fuck me on Jeonghan’s bed but oh well~” Chan growls, thrusting his fingers into you particularly hard before his thumb starts to circle your clit.

“Don’t get cocky with me now, babe. Being a brat was only 8th on your list and I don’t think you want me to get mean with you just yet.”You grip on his cock loosens as you feel your orgasm building, moans freely spilling from your lips.

“Hey do you hear that?”

A muffled voice on the other side of the closet door has you pausing for a second, pussy clenching around Chan’s fingers. He smirks in the darkness, rubbing quicker circles on your clit. “C’mon, baby, cum for me, let them hear how pretty you sound when I’m making you cum.”

“Fuck, what the hell are you two doing in my closet!?”

Chan laughs, leaning down to kiss your cheek. “Cum, now.”

All you can hear is the sound of your heart thrumming in your chest and Chan’s breathy moans as Jeonghan’s voice gets drowned out in the background when you cum. You’re sure nothing coherent is leaving your lips when Chan’s fingers continue to work you through it.

“Get the fuck out of my closet you nasty asses!”

“Ok but they sound good, ya’ll got an onlyfans or what?”

“Oof, is this why there was no second date?”

When Chan pulls his fingers out of your pussy is when you start to remember when you are, fingers still loosely wrapped around his cock when he licks his fingers clean. You run your hand up and down his shaft; hand coated in a sticky substance.

“Damn baby, even with the zero energy handjob I still came, guess you’re that powerful huh? Wonder what that pussy will do to me when we finally get to it.”

“Bitch, I will fucking kill you before you get to it, now get out of my closet!”

#dino smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #dino scenarios #dino imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #lee chan #dino #lee chan smut #gib!chan

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justthehiddleswrites · 4 years ago

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You Did What?! | A Luke Windsor Companion Fic

Note: Follow up to Unexpected Delivery

Summary: Evelyn Hiddleston, Tom's daughter asks Luke to tell her a story. Luke tells her the story of the day she was born. Hilarity ensues.

Warnings: cursing

The little girl tugged on Luke’s pant leg. He smiled and reached down to pull the girl onto his lap.

“Who is this little ninja, sneaking around after her bedtime?” Luke ruffled her messy ginger curls.

“I still have ten minutes!” she announced as she leaned against Luke’s chest.

“You sound like your father.” Luke chuckled.

Evelyn Hiddleston was the spitting image of her dad. Her hair in impossible curls, sparkling blue eyes filled with mischief. And the fiery personality of both her parents. At only six years old, she was already a force to be reckoned with. Luke prayed that if she chose to be an actor, he would be retired from the business.

“Tell me a story!’ her voice squeaked, and she bounced on her knees in his lap.

“Which story would you like to hear? Cinderella? Or the Three Little Bears?”

Evelyn, or Evie as most called her, wrinkled her nose. “Not fairytales! A story. A real story!”

Luke smiled. “Have your Mum and Dad ever told you the story about when you were born?”

Her eyes grew as big as saucers. “No!” she whispered. “Please tell me Uncle Luke! Please!”

“Sure, Evie. Get comfortable.” Evelyn snuggled into the crook of Luke’s arm and Luke grabbed the blanket off the back of the chair to cover her.

“Well, it started right before Christmas about six years ago…”

Six Years Earlier

Luke woke that chilly December refreshed. One might say rejuvenated. While most stressed out during the holidays, it was one of the few times Luke had peace and quiet. Because Tom Hiddleston was on vacation.

And this year, not just any vacation, but a babymoon in the secluded mountains of the Scottish countryside. No paparazzi, no journalists, no scandals. And no chance for Tom to get himself into trouble.

The last several days Luke found himself smiling for no reason. And then he got the call.

“What is the official statement regarding Tom delivering his own daughter?” the voice asked.

“I beg your pardon?” Luke questioned. “Tom did no such thing.”

“There is a report from a hospital in Scotland that due to the snow Tom delivered his daughter on the floor of his private cabin.” The journalist continued.

“No comment.” Luke snapped before ending the call.

He rang the office. “Don’t answer questions about Tom. Get the number of the closest hospital to the cabin!” He bellowed.

He could hear the scrambling and scraping in the background before hanging up. Next he dialed up Tom.

“Luke!” Tom cheered into the phone.

“You wanker.” he responded cooly.

“Language, Uncle Luke!” Evelyn yelled. “Daddy says cursing is the sign of a feeble mind.” She wagged her little finger at him.

“He would, the tit.” Luke muttered under his breath.

“What’s that Uncle Luke?”

“I said your Daddy is quite right.”

She smiled, her toothy grin warming his heart.

“You stupid man!” Luke yelled into the phone.

He glanced down to see Evie giggling at the thought of her dad being called stupid.

“What are you going on about—oh,” Tom’s voice dropped. “Y/N had the baby!”

Tom hoped the good news would diffuse any anger directed towards him.

“Congratulations, Tom. Anything else?”

“A girl! Evelyn Rose.”

“That’s me!” Evie popped up.

“Am I telling the story or you?” Luke said with a wink. He booped her nose.

“You!”

“Right. So enough from the peanut gallery.” Luke cleared his throat and opened his mouth. “Now—”

“What’s a peanut gallery?”

“A peanut gallery is…” Luke commented. “You know when your Mum is doing something and your Dad comments on how to do it better?”

“Oh, Mum calls that being a backseat driver.”

Luke pressed his forehead against hers. “Your mum is a wise woman. May I continue?”

Evie snuggled back into your spot.

“Anything else?”

“Errr….” Tom stalled.

“Something special about the delivery?”

“Healthy mom and baby?” Tom tested.

“Where was the baby born?”

“Scotland.”

Luke pinched his brow.

“Was this baby born on the floor of your cabin? Delivered by you of all people?”

“Ehehehe.” Tom laughed nervously. “No comment.”

“I was born on the floor?!” Her eyes wide again.

“You were.” he said with a no nonsense tone. “And your dad helped bring you into the world.”

“Wow…” she whispered. “What about Mummy?”

Luke giggled. “He worried your Mummy he might mess it up.”

“But Dad is the smartest guy there is. He told me so!”

“True right. And your Mummy is rather smart too.”

Evie leaned in with a glint in her eye. “Mum is smarter than Dad.” she whispered with a smile.

Luke bopped her nose. “Yes she is.”

She giggled.

“No comment is my line. Which I have had to in abundance over the last hour when a journalist called to confirm the story.”

“I’m truly sorry, mate. With everything going, you were last person I thought to call.”

“Which is precisely the wrong thing to say. I am your publicist and I should be the first call. Put Y/N on the phone.”

“Is that necessary? She just gave birth.”

“Put Y/N on the phone!” Luke insisted. “I need the reasonable one on the phone.”

“OOOOO!” Evie said. “Is Daddy in trouble?”

“Why would say that?” Luke furrowed his brow.

“Whenever I have to talk to Mum like that, I’m usually getting in trouble.”

Luke’s eyebrows raised in mock surprise. “What do you get trouble for? You are…” his kissed her forehead. “… an angel.”

“Talking in class.” her eyes dropped.

“Ah. I see. Well…” Luke started in. “… you should talk to Grandma Diana about your dad when he was in school.”

“Dad got in trouble for talking in school?!”

“Your dad still gets in trouble for talking.”

“With who?”

Luke pointed at his own chest.

“With you?!? What does he do?”

Luke chuckled. “I will tell you when you are older.”

Evelyn pouted. “Mum always say that.”

“Your mum is right, Now may I continue?”

She nodded.

“Y/N!” Luke chirped. “How are you? How’s the baby?”

“Fine.” you commented in a tired voice. “What do you want to know?”

“You know me so well. Did Tom actually deliver this baby?”

“Yes.”

“Did you yell at him?”

“A lot.”

“Did he make any stupid remarks, such as ‘don’t worry I’m a doctor?’”

“Yes.” you groaned.

“And you set him straight?”

“Of course. I told him that was for a movie and Dr. Laing would not be delivering this child.”

“Good girl.”

“You taught me well.”

“When will you back in town?”

“A few days. Luke? Sorry about this.”

“No need to apologize. I’m just glad that everyone is happy and healthy.”

“And that is all about the day you were born.” Luke finished.

He spied Evelyn curled in a tight ball underneath the blanket, softly snoring.

“I distinctly remember a lot more cursing that day.” a voice boomed from the doorway.

Tom strolled over to look at Luke and Evie on the chair.

“Well, I can’t use that sort of language in front of your daughter. She’ll tell Y/N and then I will really be in hot water.”

“True enough. We can’t have both of us in the doghouse.”

The two men laughed.

“Now if you will excuse me.” Tom lifted Evie from her spot next to Luke. “It is way past this one’s bedtime.”

Evelyn’s eyes fluttered as she curled against Tom’s chest.

“Was I really born on the floor?” her sleepy voice muttered against Tom’s sweater.

He leaned down to kiss her ginger curls. “Yes, my love.”

She giggled in her sleep as Tom carried her up to bed.

#tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston fanfiction #tom hiddleston fanfic #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston fluff #tom hiddleston imagine #luke windsor #luke windsor fanfic #luke windsor fanfiction

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findermao · 3 years ago

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midori finds some veggies

Content Warning!

Major discussions of cult, depictions of harrassment, as well as heavy mentions of cannibalism, mutilation, violence, bullying, child abuse, and depression.

Location: World

Season: Summer

Translator: A

Proofreader: B

Custom Field: C

CustomField: D

Midori: nom nom nom nom veggies

oh anzu san!

Mao: hi midomido pspspspsps anzu’s about to marry someone

Midori: nom[1]

Midori punches wall

Midori Cries

Natsume: s̸̙͗o̷̮̾ ̶̐͜a̴̗͛n̷͍̊y̶̥̍w̸̜̋à̷͔y̷̞̒s̴̬̐

Tsukasa: Hello I'm 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐁𝐞𝐳𝐨𝐬

← previous | next →

World

Contains mentions of Tsumugi Aoba.

Location: Mars

Season: Winter

Time: Morning

Hinata: Yet I feel like all this trouble is kinda endearing.

Yuuta: Ehh? Aren’t you always making exaggerations, “Hinata-kun”? Now that’s a good one!

Mao: But—I think I agree with you, too. Days like this are tons of fun. ♪

Hinata: Ah, lookie, lookie! Those clothes on display over there, though—[2]

Afterwards, “we” had fun shopping all day long.

From here on out, we may get in many more disagreements, and maybe even fight…

But right now, we’re very comfortable—with this “humanity” of ours!

prev - next

Sayo: Thanks for your help today.

Hajime: Good work

Luka: Thank you for your hard work!

Michitaka: Good work!

Sayo: Now, what should we sing for the cover song we talked about at the end of practice?

Luka: Everyone at FYA'M' said they'd already decided theirs

Rin: Good work--

I'm surprised that they chose Tentai Kansoku

Hajime: I don't know why, but Maito and Akki thanked me

Hajime: ...Why?

Rin: How the hell would we know? Lol

Azusa: Relax a little, okay? The disinfectant’ll string just an itty bit~☆

Kana: …Nngh!?

Azusa: Azusa told you to relax, didn’t she~? ♪ There we go, all done~☆

You handled the pain really well~! Good girl, good girl ☆

Kana: You’re my underclassman, aren’t you? So cheeky!

Azusa: Eheheh~, sorry ♪

Now to bandage it all up~, and we’re finished with the treatment ☆ Now you can show off your sparkling smile again ☆

Kana: Ugh! I can’t smile knowing that I just got hurt when there’s gonna be a practice match soon!

Damn you, Nekozuka…

She must have skipped mopping the court! I slipped on the dust and fell because of that! Oooh, oooh, ooooh!

Azusa: Luckily it’s only a scratch ☆

Azusa: Eheheh ♪ They really are “similar”, even if they seem like opposites at first~☆

TL Notes

Midori says nom in a sarcastic way. like, reeeealy sarcastic. you can see how hes crying in the next cg. like just read the story you'll see

Tetora is an earnest, hard-working guy. His ultimate goal is to become a “man among men,” which ends up being much less clear-cut as Tetora’s journey of self-discovery continues. His idea of what a “manly man” is often influenced and shaped by his idolization of Kuro. The traits Tetora tends to point out as being manly often include physical strength[1], cool-headedness, determination[2], as well as honesty and ability to care for others. He notably values certain skills that are traditionally associated with femininity, such as cooking[2] and sewing[3].

Project: SEKAI

Rui: Okay... I think I have everything I need for today.

Oh, I could use those lights for the final scene too.

Hehe. Time to put on another fantastic show!

Location: Wonderland SEKAI

Tsukasa: Argh!

That flash of light... What was it?!

Nene: You remember now, don't you, Black Knight? You used to wield your sword to protect people, to keep peace.

Emu: So those shinies were his memories coming back? It looked so pretty!

Nagi: Please excuse me for resorting to forceful methods.

Minami: ..mm! nmm!

Nagi: Please do not raise your voice. I will remove the gag if you will promise me that. Please nod if you agree.

Minami: mmph.

Nagi: ….

Minami: -haah…. Where did you begin following me? Rokuya-san.

Nagi: Why don’t you try divining the answer?

Minami: You’re not the most forthcoming person I see. Well, this is just perfect. I was hoping to speak with you as well.

#imjusttestingthisoutignoreme

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years ago

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A wild baby appears! (pokemon)

Gary Oak signed in annoyance as he wanted in the woods. here he was, the mother fucking best trainer the world had ever seen (at least in his own mind) and he was waiting after midnight for a meet up just outside of viridian city. Normally he wouldn't of been caught dead outside this late at night, not with the league coming up and having put himself on a strict regiment of exercise, training and sleep, but he'd received a note from a secret admirer who had promised to make it worth his while if he met them at this time, in the woods. and now whoever the fuck it was suppose to be was running late. "I swear to god, if I wasn't so blue balled.." He muttered to himself, keeping his light up watch again and giving it anther five minutes TOPS before he took off. "M-maybe I can help with that.." Came a voice. Gary turned to face the voice, already recognizing it as belonging to ash ketchum, his wanna be rival. The dork was in the shadows so Gary couldn't make him out, but he still gave a grunt of annoyance. "Ok dork, whatever. I don't really swing that way but glad to have it confirmed you've been hanging off of..of.." Gary said but then ash stepped into the moonlight. He heard what ash was wearing before he saw it, and couldn't believe his ears at first but then as Ash was illuminated in the pale moonlight his eyes confirmed it. Ash was dressed in massive diapers, to the point the boy was waddling like a baby learning to walk and was bare foot (which explained WHY it had taken him a bit longer then expected to make it to the meet up.) The diapered were pikachu yellow for the most part, with orangeish red tapes and as to be expected little chibi pikachu's running around and playing for the designs on the padding. aside from the diapers, the only other thing that Ash had worn out to the woods was a massive pikachu print yellow bonnet, with a ribbon under it tied in a cute bow. Looking at the way ash was dressed, one would of expected for Gary to burst out laughing and start mocking the other trainer, but the thing of it all was Gary had a deep down fetish for diaper wearing beta boys. and Ash was checking off all his wants and more. "S-So what do you think? A-Am I cute?" Ash coo'ed, wiggling his hips and crinkling loudly, and the tip of his right index finger on his bottom lip. "I..I Uh..I.." Gary said, blushing and in the moon light Ash could make it out and smiled. "hehehe I knew it!" Ash giggled and clapped his hands and switched to a seductive smile, then kissed his right palm and blew a kiss over to Gary and winked. "Mwah~" Much like a pokemon being hit with attract, the effect was instant and super effective as Gary got little hearts in his eyes. Still this was ASH, his rival and childhood friend and not one of those random twinks he'd meet on the road and have some fun with. shaking his head Gary tried to find the willpower to resist. "Hehehe I can see your trying to fight it, but it's no use daddy~" Ash said and waddled over, a huge predators grin on his face. "I've got you locked in my sights and your NOT getting free! We both know despite your earlier claim your barn door at least swings both ways, though from what Daisy told me it really prefers cute widdle guys like meeee~" Gary gulped and squirmed, frozen in place as Ash came in close and then put his arms on Gary's shoulders and around his neck, then licked his cheek. 'I should of NEVER told Daisy about this!' Gary whimpered mentally, while at the same time also thinking. 'But hot damn, If she's the one who filled in ash I owe her a huge thank you gift.' "A-Ash..I..Look.." Gary said, willing himself to come under control and taking a firm hold on ash's arms. "yes daddy?" ash asked. "I..I need to know if you actually like..um..dressing up like this or if your just doing it because you like me." Gary said. As cute as ash was, he wasn't gonna make anyone dress up JUST for him, he had standards after all. "pfft, silly daddy. I'm a total diaper wearing beta dork. Sooo even if you don't wanna play with the baby, I'll still be rocking huggies." Ash giggled and then darted in, smooching Gary's cheek. "That said..Richie is too vanilla for this, Brock is too big brother and won't play fun games, and Snap just wants to take pictures. I never even thought you'd of been into this till Daisy caught me in my diapies and spilled the beans on you. I've always like liked you~" "..W-Well I mean..I've always kinda liked you too, but your always so stubborn and stuff..I never even thought you'd of um.." "turned out to be a bigggg baby just waiting for the perfect daddy to keep me small and helpless forever?" ash giggled and kissed Gary's other cheek. "Yeah..that. heh.. You know if we do this..I'm gonna wanna keep you with me.. we can still travel around and challenge gyms but you'll always be in diapers and always be daddies little boy right?" Gary said, pulling ash into a hug now and kissing his forehead. "Ehehehe threaten ME with a good time." Ash coo'ed and winked. and so the battle was over so to speak. a wild baby had appeared in the woods and to this day it's hard to argue exactly who captured who. Gary would be a loving and dotting daddy to his widdle ashy but wasn't scared to lay down the law when needed, but on the other hand Ash had Gary wrapped around his little finger.

The end

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krisdreaming · 5 years ago

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heY KUROO DRUNK GIRL STORY PART 3 PLEASE???????🥺

Eheheh I know, I know, it took me long enough, but here it is!!! The thrilling conclusion ;) This is pretty much just a self-indulgent first date with Kuroo scenario and it got really long oops :’) (tagging @igetcarriedawaywithyou bc I had to screenshot your ask - lmk if you want me to untag you!)

Part 1 | Part 2

“I think I’m gonna throw up.” You announce to your roommate, fidgeting with your phone in your lap as you wait for 6:00. She shakes her head.

“I don’t understand why you’re so nervous. You weren’t this nervous before your last date.”

You laugh wryly. “Yeah, and look what happened then!” You think back for the hundredth time, and shudder at the though of what could have happened - if it weren’t for Kuroo.

“I have a feeling this Kuroo guy isn’t going to stand you up.” She stabs her spoon into her bowl of ice cream, taking a giant spoonful.

“I know.” You sigh. “I know!” You repeat more convincingly, a small smile coming to your face. You’ve been texting with Kuroo almost non-stop for the past week, and you haven’t felt this way about a guy for a while. If you’re honest, that’s what scares you the most.

“Besides, he’s picking you up here, and you’re not even going to a bar.” Her words are muffled around the ice cream in her mouth. “And you’re already half in love with him.”

“Am not.” You say, a little too quickly. She’s gracious enough to let it go with nothing more than a sly smile. Of course you’re not in love with him yet. You’ve only met him in person once, and circumstances were far from ideal. But with time - who knows? You shake your head before you can go too far down that rabbit trail.

Your phone chimes. He’s waiting for you outside. You swallow back the sudden bubble of nausea and get to your feet.

“Well, he’s here. I’ll see you later!” You give your roommate a wave and head for the door.

“Don’t hurl!” She calls after you cheerfully. You shut the door behind you without giving her a second glance.

“Hey.” Kuroo pushes away from the wall where he’d been waiting when he catches sight of you. He flashes you a smile that you can’t help but return. You’d been secretly wondering if he’d do something about his hair for your date, but it looks just as unruly as it had that night. For some reason, there’s something comforting about that fact, and you feel your nerves slowly begin to lessen.

“Hi.” You greet him, falling into step beside him.

“I do have to give you a disclaimer.” He says immediately. “We’re not exactly going to a coffee shop, but there’s this really cool place I want to show you. You’ll love it.” He promises. “We’ll have to take the train, though, if that’s alright with you.” He knocks his arm against yours.

“Fine with me.” You smile. After he learned that you’d only recently moved to the city, he insisted that he had to show you some of his favorite spots. You’re curious to see just what he has in mind.

The train is full, so you both end up standing. You’re used to being packed into the train at times, it comes with living in such a large, busy city, but you’re especially aware of him so close to you. When the train lurches, he has a hand at your elbow to make sure that you don’t lose your balance. You flash him a quick smile. Somehow, in the short time you’ve known him, it seems he’s always the one looking out for you.

By the time you get off the train, twilight has just begun to fall. The city is bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun, and it plays across Kuroo’s face. You duck your head when you realize he’s caught you staring, but all he does is smile and reach for the back of his neck.

You walk a few blocks from the train station. “This way.” He guides you, and you take a turn down a quieter street, with fewer apartment buildings and business storefronts and more small shops. You’ve never been down this way before. It seems like a nice area to spend a Sunday afternoon.

“There’s a lot of cool places around here.” Kuroo speaks up. “They have great ramen there.” He points to a small restaurant, one you wouldn’t have even noticed if it wasn’t pointed out to you. “Oh, and that’s an amazing little coffee shop. They have the best brownies.” The small shop has a hand-painted sign in the window. You look at him in amazement.

“How do you find out about all of this stuff?”

He grins. “Lots of exploring. I just really enjoy it, you know? Finding all the little hole-in-the-wall places that most people don’t know about. It’s like a hidden treasure. There’s more places like that than you think.”

“Oh.” You breathe. “That sounds like so much fun.”

“Yeah?” He knocks his arm against yours again. You aren’t sure if it’s intentional, but you still feel your face getting warm. “Well I’ll have to take you sometime. I drag Kenma out with me most weekends.” Kenma - his best friend you note mentally. He’s talked about him before.

“I would really like that.” You nod. Your first date isn’t over, and he’s already talking about the second, as naturally as could be. You can’t help but smile to yourself. Whatever nerves and uncertainties you had been feeling earlier today, they’re completely dissolving.

“It’s just a few more blocks ahead.” He says, and you watch in front of you, your curiosity building. Finally, you approach a park of sorts, and as soon as you pass through the entrance you stop, looking around yourself in wonderment. There’s a walking path, and all along it are trees strung full of fairy lights. Their glow illuminates the intricately carved statues interspersed between them. There are a few small vendor carts as well, selling coffee and various festival foods. After a few moments of taking it in, you feel Kuroo’s hand nudge yours.

“So, what do you think?” He leans toward you and asks in a hushed voice.

“This is beautiful.” You breathe out. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”

“Yeah, I found this park a few years ago. They have different art installations throughout the year, and they’re all pretty cool. This one’s gotta be my favorite, though.” He motions toward the food vendors. “What do you want? Take your pick.”

You walk slowly between the stands before finally making your selection. “Thanks, Kuroo.” You finally say, when you have your treat in hand and the two of you have begun to make your way down the footpath.

“What kind of date would I be if I didn’t buy you anything to eat?” He brushes it off with a wave of his hand.

“No, I mean… for everything. For this.” You wave your hand at your surroundings. “It’s got to be one of the coolest dates I’ve ever been on.”

“One of?” He gives you a teasing grin. “I’ll work on that for next time.” That’s the moment he knocks his hand against yours again, more purposefully, and you recognize the invitation. You turn your hand palm up, and he slides your hands together, fitting his fingers between yours. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze, and you smile at him, hoping it can convey everything you can’t put into words.

You walk slowly through the park, taking everything in. You’re talking the whole time. About nothing - about everything. You don’t realize how much time has passed until the lights in the trees flicker out, leaving only the harsher white park lighting. “Guess that’s our cue to leave.” Kuroo chuckles.

The train is much emptier than it had been earlier that evening. Still, you sit close together. Kuroo puts his arm loosely around your shoulders, and you let yourself lean ever-so-slightly into him. He has the same smell you remember from his coat the night you’d met - something warm and comforting that you can’t quite place.

Back in front of your apartment building, it’s finally time to say your goodbyes. Kuroo finally lets go of your hand. You don’t say anything at first, trying to drag it out just a little longer.

“I had a great time tonight.” Kuroo is the one to speak. “Honestly. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m really glad that guy didn’t show up for you last week. Is that insensitive?”

“Maybe.” You laugh. “But I know what you mean. Sure, it might’ve been more ideal if i met you when I was sober, but drunk me is sure glad you showed up when you did.” You pause, and the two of you simultaneously take a step closer together. You giggle softly.

“Don’t go to any more bars alone.” He scolds gently, a soft smile on his face.

You shake your head. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

When his face is only inches away from yours, he pauses. “Is this okay?”

You wrap your fingers into the fabric of his coat. “Perfect.” You breathe before tugging him close enough to cover the final distance between you. His kiss is warm and firm, and when you finally pull away, he follows after you for one final peck. He grins.

“Wanna go exploring with me next Saturday?”

You smile back, warmth slowly traveling through your whole body. “I’d love that.”

#Haikyuu #Haikyuu imagines #Kuroo Tetsurou #Kuroo Tetsurou x reader #Kuroo x reader #Haikyuu x reader #request

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drarry-with-a-side-of-harry · 4 years ago

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THAT WAS ONE OF THE GAYEST EPISODES IN A HOT MINUTE LMAOOOO WTF

so i’ve just watched series 4 episode 10 ‘A Herald of the New Age’ uhhhhhh

wait wait wait so gwen’s gone for two (2) seconds and Arthur and Merlin are flirting like they’re in a school playground all over again lmaoooo i’m so done

so first of all they get back to Camelot and Merlin’s falls back into his concerned boyfriend routine 🥺🥺🥺🥺 SIDE NOTE THE KNIGHTS ARE JUST FULLY AWARE OF THESE TWO AT THIS POINT THEY ALWAYS FLIRT AND ARE REALLY TENDER IN FRONT OF THEM I CANNOT BE ARSED anyway Merlin asks Arthur if he’s alright and Arthur’s all sad and brooding 🥺🥺🥺 so Merlin says he was being quiet and Arthur just answers him with a snide remark but with none of the laughter and ARTHUR, KING, SWEETIE WHY WON’T YOU JUST LET THIS BOY HELP YOU???? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

SO THEN WE SKIP AHEAD A BIT AND OMFG LET ME TELL YOU I WAS CACKLING WITH LAUGHTER AND KEPT HAVING TO PAUSE IT. THIS SHIT IS GOLDEN

so Merlin walks in on Arthur asleep at his desk. if you’ve watched the show you will remember this scene because it’s too iconic but am i gonna run through it anyway?? you’re damn right i am because i am obsessed lmaoooooo

SO MERLIN JUST STRAIGHT UP BANGS ON THE DESK REALLY FUCKING LOUDLY TO GET HIM TO WAKE UP HAHAHAHAHHAA AND ARTHUR HAS FOOD ALL OVER HIS FACE I-

who fucking wrote this shit it’s too good man

Arthur jumps out of his mind and Merlin the little shit has the audacity to say “oh i’m sorry i didn’t mean to scare you” HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU ABSOLUTE DICKHEAD MERLIN 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and he barely even cracks a smile how this man holds it together i will never know. honestly how Colin Morgan managed to deliver that just once without cracking up is beyond me.

OH BUT WE’RE FAR FROM FINISHED

so Arthur responds “you didn’t scare me, i was asleep” LMAOOOOO YEAH BITCH WE KNOW HAHAHAHAHAHA IM STILL SCREAMING ABOUT THIS

so now Merlin starts to laugh a bit but he’s holding it together. you know when you’re in school and something funny happens with your mates and you shouldn’t laugh because you’re meant to be working but you can’t not laugh and you’re all just snorting to stop yourselves from laughing??? yeah same energy

Arthur: “why’ve you got that stupid smile on your face?” baby i don’t know what to tell you anymore

Merlin: “it’s nothing. why were you sleeping with your head on the table?” and his face just drops to confusion HOW DOES HE NOT KEEP LAUGHING

Arthur: “i fell asleep while i was reading” uh huh okay sure thing

Merlin: “what were you reading?” this is turning into the most mundane conversation you’ve ever heard but it’s priceless because Arthur’s still half asleep and Merlin’s just fucking with him i’m so done

Arthur looks around trying think of something and realises be can’t lie anymore so this bitch just has to say “i am the King of Camelot i do not have to answer to the likes of you” LMAOOOOOOOO KING JUST ADMIT YOURE AN IDIOT AND LEAVE and Arthur’s almost cracking a smile at this point too we get it you love him

Merlin: “oh you’re in a good mood, you obviously got out of the wrong side of the table” AND THIS MAN JUST STARTS PISSING HIMSELF AT HIS OWN JOKE I-

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

AND ARTHUR’S DEADPAN STARE IS PRICELESS

and Merlin explains the joke while he’s still laughing and Arthur replies “that’s extremely clever and funny Merlin there really are no limits to your wit now will you please just get me some breakfast” HAHAHAHAHHAA MATE WHEN I SAY IM HOWLING WRITING THIS POST

‘there really are no limits to your wit’ sent me

so Merlin goes to get breakfast and Arthur (who has loads of food on his face remember) uses the plate as a mirror OH BOY

THIS SCENE COULD NOT BE ANY FUNNIER I SWEAR

he lowers the plate with another deadpan stare aimed at the door. boy is FUMING LMAOOOOOOOO

he shouts Merlin and i will suck my own big toe if there is anyone in the castle Camelot that didn’t hear him MY GOD THAT WAS PRICELESS

me current state: deceased

OH AND IT DOESN’T STOP THERE OH NO NO NO

so the very next scene we’re at training Arthur tells the lads to pair up and Gwaine asks what’s in his hair. Arthur’s face is just a picture. Merlin helpfully answers that it’s stew. Leon asks him why he’s got stew in his hair. Merlin quickly responds “because he was reading” in that tone when Merlin’s being a right snarky little shit oh you know

the lads just turn to look at Arthur like “wtf man??”

Arthur takes a minute and says “change of plan. i think we’ll try something different” lmaoooo you just know what’s coming next

so Merlin’s used for sword practise

Arthur has first go and the lads are smirking at them and each other like “oh these two had another domestic” “about the stew this time ahhh right” lmaooooo

JUST GOLD

there was a whole two (2) minutes of just solid flirting, taking the piss and just generally annoying the shit out of each other i-

OH AND THERE’S MORE

it’s nighttime now and this cheeky bastard asks “would you like me to make up the bed Sire, or will you be sleeping on the table again?” with a little smile on his face HAHAHAHAHAHAHA it just keeps getting better this episode really is a gift

Arthur doesn’t respond because he’s all moody again and Merlin all but roles his eyes all he wants to do is cheer up his boyfriend 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 so he sighs “is this about Gwen” and Merlin looks kinda irritated and sad and Arthur won’t even look at him and Merlin says “we all miss her. you more than anyone” and Arthur cuts him off with “you can go now” maaaaate the feels

Merlin: “Arthur”

Arthur: “get out” oh so now you look at him

omfg you were happy earlier can you please just let him help you ffs you’re just making each other really fucking sad and it’s not helping anything

and Merlin leaves and Arthur kind of looks over his shoulder and almost shakes his head like he doesn’t actually want him to go 🥺🥺 and every damn time something like this happens i expect him to say “no, wait” 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

and now Arthur looks even more sad. well baby i don’t know what to tell you but you did just do that to yourself a little bit. just leT MERLIN HELP YOU ffs

SO Merlin storms in and dad Gaius is at the table reading and Merlin’s just ranting that he’s done being nice to Arthur and he doesn’t get any thanks and he’s saved his life so many times and all he ever does is shout at him. yeah boy we know aND SO DOES GAIUS because this man does not look up at him!!!!!! tell me that’s not Merlin ranting to his dad about his crush i swear-

Gaius tells him there’s more important things to worry about like the plot of this episode perhaps??? lmaoooo this is getting out of hand now. dad’s so done with Merlin’s lovesick bullshit lmaoo

so we move on a bit and Arthur tells his uncle that Merlin thinks Elyan’s possessed oh so now dad’s dead you value Merlin’s counsel huh king?? we love to see it

we love that Merlin can speak up a bit more now ehehehe

so uncle says that Merlin’s just tryna protect his friend and Arthur just looks at Merlin like “i believe you don’t worry but we need evidence man”

oh my christ we’re only half way through true episode i’ll try and speed things up a bit i think the main Merthur action’s done anyway

Merlin breaks Elyan out. arrives back at Camelot and walks into the throne room. Arthur’s drinking and reading something and just looks up when Merlin enters with the most glorious look on his face like “oh this bitch is back finally” and carefully considers what he’s gonna say to him 😂😂😭😭😭

Arthur: “Merlin! good of you to join me. perhaps i should fill you in on all that’s been happening while you’ve been... that’s a good question. what the hell have you been doing??” LMAOOOOO these two i can’t

Merlin: “i was...”

Arthur (cutting him off): “choose your next words carefully. they may be you last” pahahahahahaha alright king pipe down

Merlin: “i was searching.. in the woods.... for some herbs for Gaius” boy’s just rambling about herbs and says he got lost

Arthur: “you mean to tell me that you’ve been wandering around in the woods all night???”

and the look on this man’s face. WONDERFUL

Merlin says yes and Arthur asks what happened to his head because it’s bruised and i just knew it was coming ffs “i tripped over a root and hit my head on a tree and knocked myself out” this fucking moron. this fool i despair

Arthur just toys with him and offers him some food with him at the table is it a joke though Arthur if you actually just want to have a lunch date with him and Merlin realises he’s joking and we get another golden deadpan stare from Arthur and it’s the funniest shit damn this episode is blessed and Arthur just stares him down as he fucks off out of the room lmaooooooo 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and then to finish it off dramatically picks up his paper again so we all know he’s back to ‘important reading’ uh huh Arthur sure you’re not just thinking about that interaction?? like the rest of us clowns

fast forward and Arthur let’s Elyan go and somehow Merlin’s there again???

anyway Arthur talks to his uncle and when he’s gone Arthur confides in Merlin and Gaius i’m sorry but we have to stan some A+ development (also i really hope Arthur’s starting to lose trust in his uncle because i was sort of getting that vibe from this scene idk we can only hope)

Merlin’s in Arthur’s chambers that night clearing up and Arthur says “that’ll be all Merlin” anD MERLIN REPLIES “are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” UMMMMMMM FOR WHAT????? I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT ARTHUR WAS GOING TO SLEEP UHHHHHHHHHHHHH IDK MAN SEEMS KINDA SUS TO ME WHAT’RE YOU GONNA DO MERLIN JUST SLEEP IN HIS BED WITH HIM??? HMMMMMMMMM THE PLOT MAJORLY THICKENS BECAUSE ARTHUR DOESN’T EVEN FIND THIS AN ODD SUGGESTION BECAUSE HIS RESPONSE IS JUST “think i’m gonna get an early night” OKAY SO FIRST OF ALL THAT IMPLIES THAT HIM AND MERLIN WOULD BE- *BIG COUGH COUGH*

AND SECONDLY THAT IMPLIES THAT THIS IS SOMETHING THEY’VE DONE BEFORE I REALLY DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION THE EVIDENCE SEEMS PRETTY CONCLUSIVE TO ME YOUR HONOUR

then they have a nice little joke about Merlin not getting an early night lmaooo we do love to see the bants

so later on Merlin follows Arthur into the woods lmao of course he does would you really expect anything less at this point?? and they have this whole why are you here?! no why are you here?! moment lmao

Arthur tells him he’s free to go back to Camelot at any time sweetie you really think that’s gonna happen?? you fool Arthur Pendrgaaon because obviously Merlin’s not going anywhere AND THEN ARTHUR’S BACK TO BEING A SELF SACRIFICIAL LITTLE SHIT AGAIN BABY YOU’RE KING NOW YOU CAN’T BE SO WILLING TO DIE AT EVERY FUCKING PROBLEM WTF we find out that this whole thing’s Arthur’s fault but this whole scene is honestly so nice and lovely and warm and he knows what he did was wrong and that he was a stupid young man 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and the druid boy forgives him 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and he’s CRYING omg recently Merlin’s constantly on the verge of tears but when Arthur cries you know some bad shit’s going down and the music omgggg 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 “from this day forth the druid people will be treated with the respect they deserve, i give you my word” 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i love him your honour

so then we’re back in Arthur’s chambers and Merlin says “you know that was incredibly moving what you said at the shrine” Arthur says “it served it’s purpose” because Elyan’s alright ARTHUR STOP PRETENDING YOU DON’T CARE TO LOOK COOL FOR YOU BOYFRIEND MERLIN KNOWS YOU’RE 10X THE MAN YOUR FATHER EVER WAS

Merlin says “you meant it” and then Arthur gets a bit snappy because he’s embarrassed 🥺🥺🥺 and Merlin says “i don’t ever think i’ve seen you cry before. well not like that. you had tears running down your cheeks it’s nice to see this new sensitive emotional side to you, it suits you” doesn’t it just baby???? 🥺🥺🥺🥺 then we get a classic shut up Merlin and this is the first time Arthur dares to look at him throughout this conversation 😭😭😭 and then Merlin mocks him *gasp* “i really thought you’d changed” lmaoooo “then you’re as stupid as you are ugly” lmaooooooo Arthur just tell him he’s pretty and leave

and just to finish things off

Arthur’s walking to the door

Merlin: “so there’s no chance that we could have a hug?” and he’s half 🥺 and half smiling/laughing ready to play it off

Arthur turns back to him and starts play running towards him and Merlin runs away and Arthur tackles him off screen aND YOU CANNOT TELL ME ARTHUR DID NOT GIVE THAT MAN THE BIGGEST HUG WHEN THEY WERE BOTH DOWN ON THE GROUND AHHHHHHHHAHAHAHA THEH ARE SO PURE I LOVE IT 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 can you not just imagine these two giggling and chasing each other round the room i-

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madhyanas · 4 years ago

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fact one: i should be reviewing my lecture notes

fact two: i am a Hoe for lila, always have been

fact three: whatever the fuck that was about poly florist-baby fic, it made me a Hoe for all three of them

PLEASE MAAM WOULD YOU CONSIDER, IN YOUR HEART OF HEARTS, TELLING US MORE?

ehehehe marina you know ily for this thank you for the validation, take this lila-centric snippet i recently Scrampled together

warning(s): none! very mild language at the end. hoes can have a little pining and banter and Crush Panic™️ as a treat. it’s me, i’m hoes. pretentious flower meanings because i’m a fool <3

also uh @wickedlyemma not to bother you but you might be interested in this :)

———

You turn around, like she hasn’t already seen your grin. You’re not really focusing on the moment, too taken with the fizzling, girlish feeling in your chest. Her calloused fingertips drumming on the counter — nails bitten down to the nubs — make for a pleasant rhythm to exist with.

It’s so scarily easy, around Lila. Easy to let go. To stand without fidgeting, talk without thinking.

Honest, thoughtless, and too heartfelt. Of course, that’s when it comes out.

“Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy,” you toss over your shoulder.

The drumming stops. Screeches to a halt, tyres skidding on the highway. A sudden, violent reduction in velocity; a hawkish narrowing of attention.

Then you realise what you’ve said, and you freeze, too. Your smile drops.

“…oh?”

Her voice is languid, dragging out the pause before she speaks. You can picture how her eyebrows are raised — curious, just a touch indulgent. But you don’t think about that right now.

You’re thinking that Lila’s never been so short, so vague before. And you’ve certainly never been so bold.

“I, uh—” You half-turn towards her before your gut sinks, and you realise you don’t have the courage to face her properly, so it’s an awkward, jerky twist to your right, then back to facing the potted displays on the shelf— “I just mean that…”

“Yeah?”

God, you still can’t place her tone. She must be displeased, that cold sort of indifference that arrives with people sticking their noses where they don’t belong. She can’t sound… intrigued. No. She can’t.

You exhale slowly. As quietly as you can, so she can’t tell that it’s really a sigh. But — and you have learnt this, by now — Lila notices everything.

“Well, you know,” you offer weakly, plucking a pot of red begonias off the shelf and tracing a finger across the petals just for something to do, hoping she’ll fill the gap. Make up some half-hearted excuse so you don’t have to.

“I don’t, really, no.” Her fingers resume their tapping. Slower, this time. Ticking in place of the broken clock by the fridge.

You never realised how much you depend on how she looks to gauge how she’s feeling. Her eyes burn through your clothes to your back, right between your shoulder blades. Clear and cunning. As they have been since the day you met her.

Then, miraculously, you get an idea.

“The— The flowers!” Your voice is just a touch too close to shrill, and you don’t turn around. But it’s something. Bingo.

“And…” she starts dubiously, dragging out the vowel, “Which ones are those, again? You’ll need to specify, you’ve got a lot of them around here.”

It’s strange, that. How nimbly she plays your nerves like marionette strings. A few lines and suddenly you’re huffing out a laugh, Lila’s lazy attempt at a joke putting you at ease.

You could jab something back. You could. She likes it when you do that. But you need to resolve this before your face gets any warmer.

“The flowers for your boyfriend, I meant.” You chance a glance back at her, fleeting and chaste at the sobering reminder of why she’s even here in the first place.

“Not many would buy flowers for their guy, I just— I thought it was sweet. So he’s lucky. That’s all.”

You’re still talking to the begonias. And you’re overcompensating.

“Oh. I see,” Lila says simply. That’s what I’m worried about. “I’ll tell him you think so, then. He’ll appreciate that.”

The two of you fall into silence. You continue organising the shelves, even though you did it yesterday; she keeps drumming, even though her fingertips are starting to go numb. Not awkward.

She probably doesn’t think anything of it, you convince yourself.

Behind you, Lila is thrilled. She grins, slow and syrupy. Like the cat that caught the canary. And you are one pretty, pretty bird.

Diego’s going to lose his shit.

———

Begonias: beware, being cautious of new situations.

———

#my writing #ask #justrunamok #not that anyone needs my sad headcanons on a flirty fic but #i like to think that baby lila bit her nails a lot after her parents' murder #and ofc the handler never tolerated such an imperfection #so when the handler betrays her? and she's left without parents again?#she goes straight back to the habit #kinda to stick it to the handler in her mind but also just cuz it helps her cope #diego kinda wants to help her stop but he's also grateful it's a relatively harmless bad habit so #it sticks #WOW #i need to write some diego scenes please i swear this is a poly fic #sdkfjhdjf #he's coming alright #catch me dropping 1.5 lines about our sobby fuckboy and dipping #lila is a spookily observant queen no i don't take criticism #SHUT UP ABOUT THE BEGONIAS ALRIGHT #the meaning is probably wrong idk but it's one that came up a lot lmao #flower shop au #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy fic #lila x reader #lila pitts #lila pitts x reader #diego x reader x lila #diego hargreeves x reader x lila pitts #lila x reader x diego #lila pitts x reader x diego hargreeves #tua

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elseaa · 5 years ago

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Stop to lying to me, fanfic Nedport chapter one.

Pairing: Nedport

Timeline: Humain Au

Word: 2477

All the students entered the classroom when the ringing of the university bells. Marianne had already joined Rosa, chatty together as usual, they sat next to each other. A few minutes after the beginning of the course, the door opened slowly, João entered the room step by step of wolves, the teacher did not pay even attention to him. Marianne then moved from a seat to let him sit between them.

-Is that your calendar delay this week? Is she giggling.

-Get used to it! It won’t change, there is a way I have a date tonight." He explained by putting his notebook on the desk.

-Still a blond, I suppose? Did she casually question him?

Joao nodded and showed to the girls the pictures of a blond with brown eyes, very beautiful of course, however, they did not seem really approved for that. Towards the end of the first hour of class, Marianne gave a little nudge to her Portuguese friend.

-The handsome guy is still looking at you!

-I have already told you that he is not my type.

-You seem to be his, he is handsome, though said the brunette, touching his ponytail.

-Don’t touch my hair! You know I don’t like it…

-eheheh if I were a handsome boy I’m sure you wouldn’t mind.

-João, you have been single for so long.... You should think about finding someone.

-And I’m fine to be single !

João then cast a discreet glance at the boy sitting behind him, their looks crossed again in the space of a short second, just like last week and the week before.

-Give him a chance. He’s tall and blond, it’s perfect, isn’t it? Argue the blonde.

-I am. not. interested. by him. You know that my last relationship wasn’t very happy so…. Did he reply dry while being cut off by the professor?

-SILENCE the three of you!! I would like to be able to continue giving my lesson ! If you are not interested in attending then go out !

The two companions rose up in surprise, stopped bothering their friend and finally decided to follow the course while giggling a little, no question of abandoning their mission to finally couple their beloved João. As for him, he put his things in his backpack, annoyed as much by the class as by the girls' words.

-Will you give me the notes? Asked Joao

-Yes, yes ! they answered together

-Rosa, since you write badly, you will give her yours.

-but…

The professor sighed, even if he would have preferred that all three come out, at least the silence had returned.

-For this second hour of class, I will explain the tasks of the work to be done in pairs for next week.

At these words, the two girls looked at each other, each smiling on their face, their friend’s partner was already chosen!

The rest of the hour went on without a hitch, Abel then approached the two pretty girls, pretending to strike them with his eyes.

-I would like to know where João is?

-Oh. Euuuh, of course. I will give you his number. Said Marianne.

This surprise left Marianne empty-handed, who then tore a small piece of paper from her pad of paper to write a number she handed to Abel. He took him in hand without saying a word and encoded him in his phone, his strict look prevented anyone from knowing what he was thinking.

-Normally, when it dries it hangs out in the Cambre wood or the bars of the Cemetery of Ixelles.

-Thank you. He answered dry.

He then moved away from the two girls by crunching the piece of paper in his pants and went to look for her from his partner.

-Ouuuuf! I thought he was angry that they put him with João!" exclaimed Marianne, finally reassured.

-Thanks God! I am still alive !

-Do you think it was right to pair them?

-I wonder… Maybe nothing will happen. Confia Rosa.

-Ah… But it’s not really our problem anymore ! All he had to do was be present at the class, but I say that I said nothing, right, Rosa?

-It’s for work!

-They will only do it once at the cottage, not need to make a cheese ! I am really looking forward to knowing what will happen, we will know everything tomorrow

Finally, Joao had not gone far, he was staying on campus to eat a little and reread his courses in peace and in the sun. Although Abel had sent him a text, he received no reply when he suddenly saw him about twenty meters away accompanied by a blond with smooth hair of about his size who did not seem to act in a very pleasant way, Probably complaining about him and raising his voice angry while Joao didn’t seem to be comfortable with the boy, trying to escape. Abel, who was unable to understand their conversations from so far away quickly approached them, no question of letting his partner run away when suddenly he grabbed his ponytail to intimidate him, Joao then violently pushed him away, getting himself snatched some hair on the way.

-Let go of me! I hate being touched by my hair!

-Tsss.. I’m out of here.

At these words, João was finally relieved of a burden, he then turned, feeling a presence very close to him who had seen the whole scene, which disturbed him a little.

-I need you

-What do I need? He asks, on the defense.

Abel then handed him the explanatory sheets of the work with their two first names.

-The teacher has given us a job to do and your friends have decided that you will do it with me."

-What? » But I never wanted to do it with you !

-I don’t give a shit so you follow me that we finish this story quickly. Abel insisted.

-What doesn’t make you say I have other plans for tonight?

-Don’t you have one that just canceled right now? The sooner we finish, the less time you’ll have to rub shoulders with me

Abel was right and even though he was still angry, João followed him without saying a word. Abel simply warned him that they would first pick up his little brother at school before going to his house.

———

They arrived in front of Abel’s little brother’s school, when the end of school was rung, a lot of children rushed to their parents or caregivers, many of them had drawings or crafts in their hands. It was then that an little blond head dressed in white and blue and with a big smile came out of the crowd while directing towards Abel and João, presenting a very colorful drawing.

-Big Brother !! Look I drew Pelze!

-This is a very beautiful drawing, we will put it in the living room, give me your satchel

Abel crouched down to took his satchel and drawing in hand while stroking his head.

-It is that you draw very little man ! said Joao

-Merciii, Pelze is my dog and this is the big brother's rabbit, are you a friend of my big brother? Your name is comment He asked smiling.

-Hmm ... well, yes ?… I’m João

-Nice to meet you, my name’s Mickael! And look, I won 5 euros at school ! Look !

-It's the third week that you bring back 5 euros, where do you get them from? Asked his big brother again.

Little Mickael, nine years old and proudly showed his five-euro note that only god knows how he got there, so he explained about his day on the tram journey, getting along very well with João while Abel was much calmer while remaining very attentive. Joao then sighed in listening to him speak.

-If only my little brother was so cute

-Antonio?

-Do you know my brother?

-I have Spanish lessons with his boyfriend, believe me towards the end of each lesson, he is always the same idiot who beckons him at the window

-No mistake it's him !! He said, giggling.

-We see that you are brother, you look very similar

Abel began to stare at João who, following these words, had just offered him an expression full of self-confidence.

-Certain but I remain more beautiful than him! He affirmed by quibbling one of her locks of hair

-It is true. Said Abel

Joao stopped short at Abel's unexpected words but little Mickael was too busy telling his day for him to speak more, he contented himself with a discreet glance at Abel who vaguely gave him the time to a few seconds.

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About ten minutes later, arriving from Watermael-Boisfort, not far from the forest, they finally got off the tram. Lots of nature was present in the neighborhood where they lived, close to a large lake and two large green spaces, it was very quiet during the day, you could hear some birds, all the houses were very large, pretty and well decorated . Arriving in front of one of the houses, Abel then passed the very flowery front yard, in particular with tulips and poppies and took his keys from his pocket to open the door. Michael ran into the house as quickly as possible.

-Pelze !!

The young puppy who was waiting for him wisely in front of the door jumped into the open arm of his young master, happy with his return.

-We are back !

At these words, the pretty African who took advantage of the sunbeams in their garden returned to the house to welcome them with a big smile.

-I was waiting for you my loves ! How was your day ?

She then noticed that her sons were accompanied by João, the surprise could be see on her face, Abel brought friends so rarely to the house that her mother did not even remember the last one !

-Why didn't you tell me you were bringing a friend ?! She exclaimed.

-It's for group work, it was done today and ...

He didn't even have time to finish his sentence as the African woman, named Fatoumata, headed for the stairs, climbing a few steps.

-My darling !! Come see ! Abel brought a friend!

-Really ?!!!

—-

Some footsteps echoed on the stairs, an adorable little blonde with very long hair came to greet João, both were very cheerful with his presence and assailed him with questions and did not stop complimenting the fact that he was a very handsome boy. Abel knew very well that they shouldn't be disturbed at the time, it was the same for every new friend of their children. João then answered the questions kindly, also thanking them for the welcome and said that he ate everything. Michael took care of putting his harness on to his dog, really looking forward to going for a walk in the park. Abel then went into the kitchen and opened the fridge, without wasting time, a large ball of fur passed the garden door, he handed a celery stick to his rabbit, which rose on its hind legs trying to catch the vegetable, when he finally had it between his teeth, he took it like a trophy like a dog would have its bone in its mouth to bring it on the outside courtyard leading to the garden and ate in front of the sun. Abel then looked more closely at the kitchen worktop, something was missing!

-Sophie! Where are my waffles ?!

-Oh, Bella took them on the way home, it's for her friends. Responded her mother.

-I told her to leave me two or at least one! Complained Abel

-According to her they were missing, so you already took them this morning ! Said Sophie.

-Sorry ? But it was the same last week! Whenever we make cakes or waffles, I ask her to leave some, then she takes everything and accuses me of accusing her of stealing everything !!

-But I can't help it! Look, she's in the midst of a teenage crisis so you're getting on with her

-But…

-There is no but ! With that, we're going to walk the dog and do some shopping for tonight

The blonde then dressed in her jacket, following her wife taking her hand as for Mickael was already outside with Pelze's leash, still full of energy.

-And see you later boys ! Said the second mother.

——

The house was finally quiet, João stared at Abel for several seconds.

-You don't call them moms?

-I .. not often, I consider them as my mothers however, they adopted me with my sister and my brother when I was 11 years old then ...

Abel paused his explanation, unable to look the Portuguese in the face, so he touched the scar he had on his eyebrow.

-So when I call them moms, I always have the face of my biological mother and father in my mind ... These are some bad memories. Explained Abel.

-Oh .. Excuse me for asking

-You shouldn't worry, we're very happy now, I really love my mothers. Abel said smiling.

Joao blushed at his smile, it was the first time he saw him with such an expression on his face, contrary to the first idea he had made of him, he was actually quite handsome.

Abel then grabbed a few snacks and a drink and went up to his room with Joao. They both opened their macbooks on his large desk. His room was quite large, decorated with travel souvenirs and some pictures where he didn't really smile as usual. The windows in the room were large and the room very bright, Abel closed his curtains to avoid having the sun in their eyes.

Before starting the work, Abel took the time to explain the course to him but when they started to write the text, João seemed to have writing difficulties of which Abel complained however, he was much better than him to find the documents most relevant. Two hours passed, the task was much longer than he thought. João then got out of the office chair to collapse in the big green beanbag that was used for Abel's video game and reading.

-I can't take it anymore ! I need a break !

-I don't mind, we've already made enough progress

Calm had set in when João noticed the look Abel was giving him, he then sported a sly smile, Abel approached him, disturbing by that little smile.

-What makes you laugh ? Asked Abel.

-And therefore I am more beautiful than my brother? He finally asked

-That ?! It's nothing more than a fact, he looks like an idiot while you are ... well ...

-Why are you embarrassed? Stop lying to me, I see it at each class that you devour my eyes.

He then rested his hand on his thigh and grabbed him by the collar to put his lips on hims while Abel ran his hand through his soft hair to undo his ponytail.

#nedport #ship of my heart #otp #chapter two is coming

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