#ah dang i gotta figure out tagging again

[velvetwyrme]

A soft scene from chapter 3 of Flipping Fate, the (reader insert) fic I'm co-writing with @collegecomics18!

(alt version used in the fic under the cut)

[castle-dominion]

5x9 secret santa, I read a fic with an episode tag; actually I can't find it & I went through 22 of my fic history with ctrl f & a bunch of different searches to see if I could find it, but I could not & I've been searching for this for over half an hour

Ew christmas but this is actually nice, mostly bc I don't need to deal with All The Rest of the christmas BS. I like christmas when there is only a LITTLE bit

I thought that the kid would find the body Oh dang where did he come from!? Chubby little hands <3 tradition <3 No wrecking tradition? As long as you don't change it entirely

AND NOW SANTA IS DEAD!?!? Well not anymore

Holy crap ryan is soooo pretty KR: Santa, lying there dead. You gotta ask yourself, what kind of world do we live in? Oh yeah she does ride a motorcycle

Ryan looks pretty again Ah yes, family *gives the pen to esposito* *espt looks mad* Poor ryan neither of y'all visited your family during xmas? You two drink a six pack between the just two of you? & only one videogame all night?

Becks why would he be dressed as santa in an aircraft when getting shot? He here for Lanie? lmao these two LP: Javiiiiii!

HOLY CRAP SHUT THAT THING UP What would he do during the warmer months?

Airplane??

*vomits from all the xmas* But it's cute. Castle Reminds me of a friend's family, they do xmas Big. Class? Make magic ew SANT CLASS!??

Pipe? against clown rules

The what now? Oh yeah santas def have agents

Wow man looks hella different & maybe he did have some

KR: He made that much as a Santa? Maybe I should switch jobs, huh? JE: What, gain 200 pounds and have a bunch of rugrats sitting in your lap with dirty diapers?

clausible was not funny

Apart for five years but he still called you three years ago & now recently? Maybe he became a santa to escape some sort of trouble & needed to disappear

THAT'S the lawsuit he was involved in! btw I love how beckett has a specific mug she uses

*esposito walking by listening* Why did we include that clip? xmas shopping this late? Ah he was hanging around waiting to give her info

Airfield?

& also he was listening so we could have this convo JE: So. You pulled the Christmas shift. Again.

EW HOLY CRAP THAT BLOOD

So esposito has this info to give to beckett but why doesn't she have info to give to him? Her shoes can have heels, but they should NOT be that THIN. Also yay we get to see reichle's shoes! btw is this the same hangar or set as the one with montgomery & lockwood?

Math like my baby brother But the cab driver said he got Back In the cab?

Meeting the boyf's parents at xmas? Oh wait it is not on christmas for her nvm.

He brought a thingamajig! Probably a gift! Oh aww for her It really is a gift from her gates almost swearing XD tiny freakin sandwiches She LIED to him…

OK WHO IS DETECTIVE ELDIN? I NEED A FACE FOR THE NAME

Wow you figured it was monogrammed candy canes?

Ok but they all look similar

Santa had a clock in his apartment! Fillion could not get thru that line WHOSE office was it from? Robbery is already interviewing them

yeah hella expensive clock, also can u sell it? like,, are you able to find a buyer? hohohoed out of there XD RC: No, the clock was commissioned by a secret society to count down the end of days. A secret society of Santas, who are the guardians of times. Ho! Oh, that’s good.

Making nice coffee Castle COMMUNICATE with her xmas tree in the coffee! castle don't interrupt she WAS telling you what, you just interrupted her!

You should have just TOLD him! See? He understands even tho u lied to him!

pipe tobacco!!!

through the heart lmao

clipped that fight scene

Wiped it down but didn't get the blood out of the seat? that crap is worth 30 grande!?

For two grand you totally don't ask that's horrible that's sad... Also why is he in the interview room as a santa?

OOH RYAN'S OUTFIT. rly pretty, dark, ryan is usually wearing lighter stuff redemption <3

ngl we all thought those two were in a relationship he TOLD you? remember norm jessop? paper is heavy! Imagine carrying textbooks! That's why like bank robbers or whomever struggle to carry bags of cash, they are carrying what's like textbooks. Paper cash is not light!

his name is mr case?

The wife!??? I love this! Usually you move past the girlfriend after fifty pages or w/e the poker writers said, they just came BACK around to the wife

VG: Speaking of people having their homes stolen... KB: Is that your mother-in-law again, Sir? VG: Detective, if you happen to receive a report of a homicide tonight at my address, do me a favor. Ignore it. Don't make threats/jokes like that

LMAO WHO PUT MISTLETOE BY THE ELEVATOR? shake handsdfjksdjfhdfjh

NO NO NO THIS SCENE IT'S SO GOOD IT KICKS THE DICKENS OUT OF MY HEAR

KR: staring into space JE: Yo, what you still doing here? (he sits) Shouldn’t you be at home, stuffing your wife’s stocking? ((XD)) KR: KR: I don’t think I’m ready, Javi. JE: For what? Sex? KR, a smile still cracking through at that: No. For what sex leads to. We were putting up the tree the other day, and Jenny says to me, “just doesn’t feel like Christmas without kids”. She wants to try. JE: smiles/frowns in a nod KR: But I come to work. I watch the news every day. It seems like the world’s falling apart. How am I supposed to bring a kid into that? JE: The world’s always falling apart, bro. Since the beginning of time. But having kids? Making a family? That’s what keeps it together. So go home. Make a baby. You’re ready. KR: nods along. KR: Yeah. Thanks, bro. (he slaps him on the arm) Merry Christmas. JE: Yeah. Merry Christmas. He forces a smile. He’s still alone.

OK BUT WHAT IF CASTLE MADE HIS OWN PLANS AFTER THE BOTH OF YOU HAD OTHER PLANS *opens the door before she knocks* YO HEY KARPOWSKI IS STILL MENTIONED & STILL EXISTS ROMANTIC AF SDHFJKHDSFJSH

You know, I thought the first time I watched the episode that castle & esposito would end up spending xmas together so when I heard that knock I totally thought it was esposito What a nice reveal <3 Obv going to invite him in sdkfhasdjkfhjasdfhkasdjfh uwu this this this I didn't like it the first time I watched it but I enjoyed it this time around jdfsjdfhjkh

HEY I MADE THIS EPISODE IN TIME TOO!

[optimistic-dinosaur-nacho]

Are You Up For The Challenge? PART 1

Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Language

Summary: You and your friend went for comic book store to get some new comics. But without knowing, one single Captain America doll brings them up for a quest.

Author’s Note: This is gonna be good. I just was scrolling through the media and remembered this darn video. So I’m gonna make it.

Love you!

~~~

You and your friend were about to head over to a comic store you saw on your way to the hotel. You two wanted to go after you settled in your hotel room before walking over there. You and your friend loved the Avengers comic books, even though you were adult women, you just loved to read comic books.

“Oh wow, it’s really small,” Jade says, looking around the place. You looked over to the comic books in the corner, seeing a few books before you heard Jade gasp.

“Look, Y/N,” She says, you turned around to see the Captain America doll. You laughed and walked over, “That’s pretty cool,” You reached for it and picked it up.

“Uh, excuse me?” The doll spoke, you yelped and dropped the doll, backing up with Jade. “What the hell?” Jade laughs. “Thanks for dropping me,” It says. You laughed, “Who-?” You picked it up, “I’m sorry, Mr. Captain America... doll.” You looked around to see if anyone was around you and Jade.

“Hey, eyes over here,” You look down to the doll, “I need your help. Are you up for the challenge?” It asks.

“He sounds kind of cute,” You muttered, spinning the doll around to look for some kind of camera. There was a short pause from the doll, “Are you two up for the challenge?”

You look at Jade who just shrugs at you.

“Yes.”

You waited for a response, “So this may look like a standard comic book store, but it’s actually a secret Hydra base. And I need your help to take it down. I need you to look around the room for a code,” You and Jade look around the room. “A four digit code. And time is of the essence.”

“Four digit code? Is he asking for our pin numbers?” Jade jokes, walking around the room. You look up and spot the sign, “Oh. Found it. Hey, cute guy we found it,” You shout into the doll faces.

You raise the doll up to the sign. “It says 1600.”

THE CODE IS 1600

“Now take that code and look for anything else on that sign that might be helpful,” The doll says. You move up to the sign and saw the triangle with a zap on it. “There’s a triangle with a zappy thing on it. That’s the power box, right? Where’s that at?” You asked.

Jade looks around, “Oh! There,” Jade runs over and puts in the code. “What was it, 1600?”

“Yeah. Hey, cute guy we found it. Are we done?” You asked, Jade opens the box and it swings open. Jade yelps.

The words written on the lid was PROVE YOUR WORTH.

“Um, Mr. America, we’re in.”

“Now. One of you is going to have to stick your hand in that hole. And I hope no one has a problem with snakes,” The doll says. You look at Jade who shakes her head immediately. “Nuh-uh, I ain’t dealing with live noodles, okay?”

“Really?” You asked, Jade nods. “Let your man do it,” Jade points at the doll. You look down, knowing you were holding it close. “I’ll do it, here, hold the doll.”

You hand Jade the doll and walked up to the box. You rolled up your sleeve and sighed, “Where’s the store clerk, if I get bitten I’ll sue the man.” You see Jade bite her nail as you reached into the hole, hearing the loud rattles and hisses.

You yelped when a harsh hiss booms in that box. You never pulled your arm out, “Pull out whatever you find in there.” You felt items and you pulled them out of the box, revealing masks and goggles. “What the heck?” You say.

“Suit up,” The doll said. You tossed Jade a mask, “Oh, we are now the Men in Black.”

“Yeah, it’s not like he’s gonna ask us to rob a bank now, are we?”

“You’re gonna have to walk out to the street to find an undercover Hydra operative, so you’re gonna have to very subtly, casually start asking around,”Jade throws on the goggles and poses.

“I feel like I look cute,” She says, you rolled your eyes as you were not happy about wearing these things. “These goggles are squeezing my brain, I can’t think straight. Come on.” You and Jade walk out of the store to the side walk.

“Start asking around,” The doll says. Jade walks up to a man, “Excuse me, sir. Are you a Hydra operative?”

The man shakes his head confusingly. “Jade, stop you look like you’re gonna kidnap them!”

“What? He said ask!” She says.

You threw your arms out, “I think the safest thing to do would be scream, ‘Hail Hydra’,” Your shoulders drop at the sound of the doll’s voice. 

“Jade, give me the dang doll,” You took the doll back, Jade looks around, “I’m gonna scream it.”

“No, Jade!”

“Hail Hydra!” You rubbed your forehead as Jade looks around. “That was good,” The doll says. You look over to see a man in shades walk up to you two.

He slips something into your hand, “Head back to the start.”

“What did he give you?” The doll asks, Jade watched him leave you two at the front of the store. “A flashlight and a Hydra pin,” You said.

“Good work, girls. Head back inside and find where in the store that Hydra emblem could fit.” You and Jade walk into the store again and you ripped off the goggles. “If we put on some tactical suits next, we’re gonna die,” You say.

Jade looks around the room, “Oh, there! Y/N, here!” Jade waves at you so you come over and saw the same hydra marking on the wall. “Okay,” You gave Jade the pin and she puts it right on the spot and a door opens causing you two to yelp and back up.

“God damn it, Cap, you have reflexes what’s going on? You gotta tell us these things!” You said.

“Okay, girls, you’re gonna go through that door and I think the Hydra base is downstairs.” Jade shoves the flashlight into your hands, “I’ll take your boyfriend, you take the flashlight,” She says.

You glare at her before turning on the flashlight, “If I die, I’m haunting your home.” Jade laughs as you two head down the stairs. “I got your boyfriend, don’t worry. Hey, Y/N’s boyfriend, what do we do now?” Jade asked.

You saw the fog at the bottom of the steps and you felt chills run up your spine. The doll never responded. “Hello? Hail hydra? AH!” Jade screams when the light cuts out and you’re in darkness.

“Y/N! HAIL HYDRA!”

“Shut up, Jade!” You said, moving forward. “Hello?” You called.

You heard gentle breathing in front of you before you felt a pair of hands grab your shoulders causing you to scream in terror and the lights go on. You see a figure stand in front of you, you quickly backed up and turned away.

The man soon laughs as Jade held the doll up for protection. “Oh my god!” Jade shouts, you turn around to see the man himself, Chris Evans.

Jade laughed, “Chris Evans!” She squeals. “You girls made it!” He says, you hold your hand to your chest. He laughs as he looks at you, “You were one of the first to get that code so quick,” He points at you.

You laughed, “I thought we were gonna die or something. But this better,” You say. Chris laughs, “Come here,” He gestures you for a hug and you got pulled into his chest.

His little belly laughs made you blush, you were so close to him. “You guys did good. I loved how much you two were arguing,” Chris held you by his side as Jade comes in for the next hug.

“Oh, god. That means you heard us say-” You cut yourself off and covered your face. Jade laughs, “She called you cute!” She laughs again, bending over her knees cackling.

Chris laughs, “Hey, it’s okay. I know I’m tough to handle,” He jokes. 

You lightly laughed, “Oh, man. That was pretty fun but kind of sketchy.”

“You guys, I gotta say, are really smart. I think you beat the high score. That had to be like 10 minutes. Maybe even five,” He says. You laughed, “I guess we were skilled. Oh, my god, this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. We literally came here for Marvel stuff and I was just about to get that doll.”

Chris laughs, “I spooked you guys there. I can’t believe you dropped me.” You all laughed and began to chat more. Chris had the staff who were working on this small escape room showed you the cameras, you all laughing to the video.

You gotten pictures with Chris Evans, he added some different pictures of different poses. You two hugged, stuck your tongues out, whatever, you let him check out the results of them with some laughter. And after that, you gave Chris one last hug along with your friend and you headed back to your hotel.

“I can’t believe we just met Chris Evans. I think he really likes you,” Jade said, throwing herself onto her own bed. You closed the door, “You’re just speaking nonsense now because we met him and you knew I liked him from the beginning don’t get my hopes up.”

“You don’t believe me?” She asked, she pulls out her phone, “I might’ve took some secret photos of you chatting.” You groan, “Jade, why-?”

“Because you two were adorable, you clearly his type. You two are only 6 years apart of age, how could you not date him?”

You pulled out your phone, “I would not because I know he does not like me.” You opened your phone and you saw that you were in your contact app. “Oh, no...”

Jade looks up, “What?”

You scrolled through your contacts and met the name in the ‘C’ section. Chris had added his name and number into your phone. He must’ve gotten the chance to. “He added his phone number into my contacts.”

Jade gasps, “OH MY GOD! You’re gonna have babies-!”

“Jade, stop it, you sound drunk!”

“No, that’s just how I act! You got his number!” She hops off the bed, “You’re gonna send him pictures and all the fun stuff, you’ll love it and he’ll return them back-”

“Jade, stop!” You laughed as she squeal throughout the room. “Can you relax?” Jade takes a deep breath. “Okay. Okay. Sorry.” You sighed as she drops her shoulders.

“Text him.”

~~~~

I’m sorry I had to end it there!

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[fortheloveofkuroo]

HAIKYUU AU;

Part 1 Part 2

Karasuno boys are having a sleepover in your place, their Manager!

7. Hinata Shouyo

Aweee look at those adorable face TwT

I'm a huge softie for first year tbh like.. WHO DOESN'T.

You know how Hinata supposed to ride his bike trough the mountain for half an hour and nu-uh baby you don't have to do that.

He doesn't mind though, he got his trusty rain coat stored back in his bag.

BUT STILL.

You insist at having the boys staying over night in your house. Watching you and Daichi having an argument it's like watching his parents quarelling.

"What about the others with a far house? Like Hinata, huh?"

DING DING DING! You - 1, Daichi - 0.

Hinata, being the most happy-go-lucky boi he is walks to your house with the most brightest grin.

You two are basically close enough, a lot of the first years really adores you. Because of your motherly side and well, your scary sides sometimes almost scares them more than Daichi's.

But Hinata, boy he is your favorites. He's the most brightest cheerful boy you've ever met and he's just like a baby brother..

To you, at least.

"Na na (Y/n)-senpai, do you have any siblings?" He asked. You nods. "Mhm i have one. He's on junior high. He's about your height." You jokes, knowing so well that Hinata will be pissed about it. And he did, he start complaining and protesting despite the rainy weather.

God you love him so much.

After unlocking the doors, you all entered the house quickly because the weather is just getting more worse. After distributing the towel, you went to bath.

While Hinata and the others busy looking around your house.

"Woaaah.. So this is what a girl's house look like.." he accidentally blurts out his thought. "Well yeah, never see a normal house before?" Tsukishima scoffs.

"Damn it Tsukishima. Shut up!" "Hey don't talk to Tsukki like that!" Yelp Yamaguchi.

After waiting for a bit the boys finally got to shower. Some of the third years showers first so he waits. But his sharp nose picks up something. Something smells delicious. The third years are back from his bath too.

So he follows his instinct and trails the delicious aroma and he ended up in Kitchen. He was about to walk past the Kitchen but then..

His eyes- Oh my for the love of Asahi's beautiful hair. He witness someone's cornering you. He panicks. He saw the gorgeous golden karaage that's been served on the plate and quickly snatch a few of them.

Before any of you could say anything, he bowed so many times and left the kitchen at ungodly speed. Leaving both of you in awkward position.

He was munching the Kaarage only to realized that his face is still in panic state. So he went to the trusty ol' buddy. Kageyama lol.

"What happen? You run into a ghost or somethin? That's what you get for cutting the line dumb-" "Kageyama.. In the kitchen.."

Ah shoot, is he really going to tell him this?

"They were in the kitchen.. They.." But before he could explained, Kageyama already assumed first what he was going to say.. incorrectly.

"Sugawara-san is cornering (Y/n)-san.." he whispered. Maybe his whisper is a tad too loud. Someone might have heard that. Kageyama clench his towel and gets up.

Poor bby tried to stop him but gets thrown away instead. He never know what happen when Kageyama went to the Kitchen. All he want to do now is get to the hot shower and eats.

"Hinata you can go." A voice told him, it was Nishinoya. Hinata thanked him and went to bathroom. Before he can get to the bathroom, he get past the kitchen. Preparing himself to witness another 'intense moment' as he past by.

But he locks eyes with you instead. You eyes was a little gloomy. His heart suddenly got a little pinch when he see your unusual facial expression.

After showering, he went out. Fold his dirty clothes and join the others. Somehow your unusual expression gets him that hard. He hardly can focus on food when you and Sugawara served the main dish.

Of course he still talks and jokes around but you're the only one who noticed that Hinata's not as cheerful when he first enter your house.

"Um.. Due to lack of the space, one of you have to sleep with me."

As usual the two second years that are going after you fights over who's the one who gets to sleep with you.

Untill you pull Hinata from the crowds and grins.

"I choose Hinata, he's like my baby brother so i trust him!" You smiles as you hang your arms on his shoulder. Hinata cannot believe you just did but everyone strangely agrees.

"He's too dumb anyway, he won't do anything weird to (Y/n)-san." Ouch, He heard that.

You leave the door open as you prepare the mattress for him. Ofc he helps too. You two pull the mattress out and prepares it.

"Here's your pillow and blanket. Do you need anything else?" You kindly asked. Hinata shakes his head.

"Kay then, i'll turn off the lights!" Once you cut off the light, the dim room suddenly got so different. You jumped to your bed and wrap yourself in your soft fluffly blanket as you face Hinata's side.

"Hehehe, i feel like sleeping with my brother, it's somehow exciting." You chuckles. Hinata looks up, he tried to find your face in the dim room. Thanks to the moon that unexpectedly shines over you two, you both able to see each others faces.

You're surprised after seeing Hinata's face. He got that serious calm face just like when he about to take over the courts. It sometimes scares you how the loud boy can be so calm yet serious.

"Do i look like that to you, (Y/n)-senpai?" He asked. Sitting right up.

"Huh?"

"Do i really look like your baby brother?" He asked. You jokingly agrees. But when he gets up. You know he's serious now. Oh fuck.

"Did you forget that i'm a boy too?" His fast movement plus the dim room causing you to lower your guards and just in a second, he's already on top of you. Wait how?

"You know.. I saw how Suga-san cornering you like this in the kitchen earlier." He explained. Ah he did witness that.

"Don't treat me like a child, (Y/n)-san. I'm- I'm a man too!" He stated while making a manly face.

You can't help but smiles. Damn, you misunderstand him. You always thought that he just adore you because you're his senpai, turns out you're wrong. He got thus serious yet commited face. And don't forget a lil' flushed cheeks.

"I'm not a kid..." those were his last word before he falls down on your body and fall asleep.

You laughed and hugs him. Hugging him close to your chest.

"Of course you're not, Shouyou.."

8. Tsukishima Kei

Salt boi is here yall

He doesn't bother to say no when you offer him.

"Hah? No thanks. I'm not in the mood for sleepover."

But oh well you insist him to go in the end. And he does.

As expected, Tsukki didn't say much or even complained. Because he kept it inside. Pfft.

"Dang it why do i have to do this?" "i should've decline." "This is just a club, duh." "How many times i have to deal with this bunch of idiots."

"ThIs iS jUst A ClUb"

He places his shoes and went in. Leaving everyone behind and drop himself to your couch.

While everyone are looking at him with the 'what-the-fuck' face and Daichi is ready to beat his ass, but you stopped them.

"It's alright you all. Tsukki is actually visited my house a lot so he gets used to it." You explained and everyone are shooked.

Everyone asked him why did he get to visit your house. He simply shrugs "Our parents are friends with each other."

Everyone never knew that you both are actually childhood friend. Well you and his older brother is. But you consider Tsukki's your childhood friend too because he used to tag along with his older brother and play together with you. Since middle school, he often visits your home. Along with Akiteru.

No one really notice this because of your rare interaction. Sure you often scolds him and talk ti him but no interaction outside the club activity.

While the other are making a ruckus he wondered. "It's been so long after i came here. When was it? Around Junior high i guess? Well, doesn't matter."

"Tsukki! You came here a lot? How come i never know??" Yamaguchi protest. He doesn't believe that his bestfriend is actually close with anyone.

"None of your bussiness Yamaguchi." He simply shut him up and dried his blonde hair.

His eyes wander around your living room. Nothing change since his last visit. He hates to admit it but it brings so much memories.

"Nee-chan, I like you!"

He snaps out. Fuck why is he remembering that now. He takes off his glass and massaged his temple as Hinata rushing back from the kitchen.

It didn't take too long for him to figure out everything because of Hinata's loud whispering. He knows what happen between you and Sugawara in the Kitchen.

It's none of his concern. Or is it?

So he didn't think about it and left to bath. Before he able to enter the bath, you tried to stop him and offer him a clean towel for him but ofc he refuse wdy expect.

Once he shut the door close, gotta admit he kinda hate seeing Sugawara touchy touchy with you. But tch, what's his problem. It's your problem, not his. So what if you date someone from the voleyball club, right?

...Right?

He left the bath feeling a little better and less annoyed. When he's back to the living room he saw how close you are to the senpais. Deep down, it honestly irks him. But oh well.

Just when he place himself infront of the table, you hand him his portion of rice. "Not too much, right? I still remember!" You smiled.

He thanked you then starts to eat. Tsukishima probably is the calmest when eating. While everybody laughs, jokes, and talks he keep quiet and focus on his food. Sure he add a littlr insults here and there but it doesn't distract him from his focus.

You love that side of Tsukishima. If only he can take Voleyball that serious, you thought to yourself.

After cleaning up and washing the dishesh, it's time to sleep.

Again, "Um... Due to the lack of space, one of you have to sleep with me."

Again, Tsukishima already prepared himself for sleeping anywhere. Anywhere is fine really. He just want to call it a night. Sleeping with you? It's out of his boundaries. He can never do that-

"Tsukishima? You alright?" Your voice snaps him out.

"Huh oh, me?"

"Yeah. You seems spacing out a lot lately." Tsukishima denies, only to realize that he's in your room and no one is around him.

"Wait. Where's everyone?" He wonder. You laughs. "They've gone to sleep. And you should too, Tsukki." You tap his back, giving him a little rub.

After you pulled the mattress out, Tsukishima helps you with the sheet and stuff. He didn't say a word. Is he okay, you always wonder.

"Can you turn the lights off, please?" You ask him. He reach for the lights and turns it off. When darkness hits you. It's like you're in a different room.

10 minute have passed and none of you made any sound. Ony the sound of your body turning over and over and the soft blanket.

"What is it? Can't sleep?" Tsukishima suddenly spoke out. You're kinda surprised a little. But you nods.

"Hey, don't you remember our first sleepover?-" "I didn't. Goodnight." He cuts you off and turns his back on you. Guess he's that tired afterall.

For god sake you've tried to close your eyes arpund hundred thousand times. But it won't. Tsukishima presence is making you hard to behave.

You face him. Looking over his broad back. He grew so fast. You barely stands a chance. You remember how you and him used to compare your height and he beats you. You remember how he used to play with you and Akiteru will suggest a weird yet fun ideas. And how that day, he... confess to you.

You snaps out when you feel a sudden hit in your hand. You look over to him and find his eyes looking at you. "Are you okay? Staring at the ceiling, not blinking for almost a minute now. I'm almost having a heart attack." He said followed with a laugh of yours.

"Sorry, reminiscing old times."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, our old times."

He suddenly became quiet again. You turn over him and rest your head at the corner of the bed. "Why.. Are you avoiding me?" Tsukishima scoffs. "Avoiding you? When?" "3 summers ago. When we're having our first sleepover. And you..."

Your heart and brain are niw deciding whether you should remind him or not. Not noticing your body being so close to the edge and boom.

You fell right trough to his body. What a coincidence right. "What the- Get off me!" He pushed you off. Ouch..

You sits on his bed. Your heart is still aching from him raising his voice. You looks away.

"Do you hate me that much? I tried to talk to you but you never listen." Tsukki looks over to you. His blurry gaze didn't help so he sits right up too and faces you.

"What is your problem? Can't you just sleep quietly?" "I cannot!" "Well then stop bothering me!" ..He might have gone too far.

Is that you've been doing? Bothering him..?

Ah fuck, never knew getting told off like this will hurt your heart that much.

"Fine, Sorry. I'll stop." You climbs up to your bed. Ignoring your aching heart you decided to close your eyes.

Until you feel a warm presence behind you. You know it's him. "What are you-" "Shut up and listen. Don't cut me off and let me finish." He stated. Your silence showing that you agrees.

"I still remember our first sleepover. I remember how we can't sleep untill 2. While Akiteru-nii is sleeping, we talk and jokes until the night goes away. But one thing that i want to forget that night is when i..." he stops for a while, seems lost. His left hand is resting on your waist. You holds his hand. Calming him.

"When i confess to you. I want to erase that memory from my mind but lucky me huh, we met again. So it's a fail." You turn around and cups his face. "..Are you assuming that night that i rejected you, Kei?" He didn't expect this. What the hell?

You chuckles, seeing his clueless face is funny. "You stupid giraffe. It's my first confession dummy. I don't know how to react so i just left you off and sleep without thinking about it. But now that i think about it.." your cheeks heating up. Ah shit.

You two are so close. There's barely any distance left. His arms suddenly pushed you into his hug. Resting your head in his chest.

"In case you want to know. My feelings haven't change a slightest."

9. Yamaguchi Tadashi.

Look at that. You've been blessed by his precious smile.

Cutie didn't want to bother you at first. But Tsukki's joining so why not?

As you already know, the first year are well obsessed? Not really, but all of them put you in a special place in their heart.

Especially for Yamaguchi.

You know his struggle. His pain. His grieve when he failed that pinch serve.

You're the one who calms him down and be there for him. His panic, he almost burst out to tears and he did, he tried to leave but you stopped him and hugs him while he's crying like a baby in your hug.

And of course after that he developed a huge crush on you.

He's amazed on how you're able to handle most of them from the craziest, loudest one to the saltiest and quietest one.

When he step into your house, he barely even realize that his face shows how happy he is. Spending a night in your house, what is this a dream?

'Till he found out that his bestfriend, Tsukishima is your childhood friend. And he never knew anything. At. All.

"Tsukki? You came here a lot? How come i never knew??" And as usual Tsukishima shuts him up

He lost a little bit of his hope. Poor baby :(

You and Yamaguchi is always a good.. friend? I mean you both comfort each other. But being their Senior and their Manager, it's your job right?

But then he heard that Sugawara-senpai is- what? Cornering you? What is going on?

His heart immediately panicks and over-thinking.

It's true that everyone want to have you, but.. He cannot lose. He won't.

For a whole day he keeps himself quiet. More quiet than the usual. From the bath to dinner. And you don't even notice. Weird, usually you notice right away.. But oh well, he can talk to you later, right?

And the time came.

"Um.. Due to the lack of space, one of you have to sleep with me."

His heart jolts up. His chance for talking to you.

He locked eyes with you. Hoping you notice him. But.. You didn't. And in the end, you decided to sleep alone. Shoot. "There goes my chance." He thought.

The coldness in the living room is not comfortable at all. His mind is still going around on you, you, and only you. He need to talk to you. So he made up his mind.

He sloowly make his way to your room. Knocking it lightly to inform you. But no answer. A minute has passed since the last knock went on your door. "She's probably asleep.." But the door's open. And he got a glimpse of you in your bed. Getting sleepy but still a little awake.

Then your eyes met. Yamaguchi squeak and tried to run away. "Wait! Yamaguchi!" And he freezes on the spot. You walk over and opens the door.

"What is it?" Your gentle smile flies is a cure for his worries and thoughts.

"I-I.. But you already asleep, i shouldn't bother you, I'm sorry.."

"No no! It's alright. Come here." You says with a smiles. God his heart feel at ease. He quietly walk closer and enter your room.

He's embarassed and it shows. His fidgety moves and the sweaty palms.

You pull the mini mattress below your bed and Yamaguchi immediately helps you. You both then sits on top of it.

"What is it you want to talk, hm?" You look over to the shy boy. He let out a sigh and then his arms wraps around you. You're quiet a bit surprise seeing him hugs you first. Usually you're the one who hugs him first if he's having a breakdown.

"Let me recharge, senpai.." Yes. You're his source of battery. Being around you or near you giving him energy that will make him last a whole day.

"Sure thing, Tadashi." You ruffles his dark green hair. You can feel his breath tickling your neck. And it's the time. "Okay now, go to sleep-" "No. Wait, don't pull away.. Not yet." He hugs you tighter, not letting you go.

"You're warm, Senpai.. And you look really cute in that pajamas." He whispered to your ears. Causing your face to turns into a blushing mess.

"What the hell Tadashi, when did you learn to sweet talk like this, huh?!" You hit his head lightly.

"Ow! I didn't, i mean it.." the boy green haired boy rubs his head as he snuggles to you.

"I know Tadashi. And it works."

Hey hey hey! FINALLY DONEEE! Oh my enjoy everybody. And remember, stay save!

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Hold On Loosely - Biker!Steve x Reader (f)   Chapter 3

Authors Notes: I’m so happy with the positive response this fic has gotten! Thank y’all so much!! If you’d like to be tagged please send me an ask. I keep better track of tags that way.

Word Count: 2k

Special Thanks: Here’s to @itsanerdlife for fueling my Biker obsession and being my Beta for this whole thing. To my girl over at @girl-next-door-writes who also beta’ed for me. And an extra shout out to @bettercallsabs for this beautiful graphic. She is amazing and y’all need to check her out!!

Notes/Warnings: (My notes and warnings are for the story as a whole. Some notes and Warnings will not apply to every chapter.) smoking (I do not support smoking. keep your lungs clean y’all.) drinking, (be of age, don’t be stupid) minor violence, backstabbing, attempted murder, anxiety, stress, mentions of death, car accident, trauma, …I think that’s it. let me know if I’ve missed something.

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Chapter 3

 It had been three days since Steve brought Y/N back to the compound. She was quiet and mostly stayed in her room except when Nat would drag her out to eat. Every night she had a prospect stay in the room next door to keep her from leaving, not that she wasn’t free too, just that Nat thought she needed the company.

 This morning, around eight, Sam noticed Y/N’s door was open. After knocking a few times with no answer, he walked into an empty room. Just as he was starting to panic he looked out the window and saw her sitting in the porch swing with Wanda at her house.  And that’s where she’d been all day. Nat was thrilled that she was out of the house and the three of them had been talking and laughing all afternoon.

 “Order up!” Clint shouted from behind the bar with a chuckle. It had shaken Steve back into reality from staring at the girls from the window.

 Steve rolled his eyes and grabbed the bag from him. 

 “What’s wrong?” Clint kept laughing. “You don’t like being the errand boy?”

 “I haven’t done this much running around since I was prospecting.” Steve grumbled.

 “Don’t lie, you’ll do anything to get near that girl.”

 Steve clenched his jaw, instinctively. “No. That’s… I-”

  “Hurry up, their food will get cold.” Clint cut him off to save himself the pain of listening to Steve try and lie.

 Steve sighed and headed out the door. Clint wasn’t wrong, she had been on his mind a lot but, that didn’t mean he was happy about it. She was widowed, or so he assumed, and she was clearly attached to Danny. He had so many questions still but he knew it wasn’t time to ask yet.

He hopped up the steps of Wanda’s porch to hear the girls talking.

 “Honestly, though,” Wanda continued. “It's so much fun. Please say you’ll stay?” She tilted her head Y/N’s direction.

 Y/N smiled and shook her head. “Are you sure? I’ve been here all day.”

 “Stay for what?” Steve grinned at Wanda and handed her the food.

 Nat sipped on whatever she had in her coffee cup. “Girls night tonight. Y/N wants to just ‘go to bed'.” She laughed.

 “Ah,” Steve rocked on his heels and stepped back down the stairs. “Well, I'll leave you to it.”

 “Actually,” Y/N's voice caught his attention. “I was hoping that I could get a ride back to my house? I need a few things for work, and, no offense but, a break from this place for an hour or so.”

 Nat and Wanda nodded. 

 “We get it.” Wanda agreed. “You two should pick us up some snacks on your way back. Our tradition is-”

 “Onion rings from Mikey's. Yeah, everyone knows.” Steve grinned.

 Wanda frowned and threw her soda can at him. “She didn't!”

 Steve caught it and winced. “This hasn’t even been opened!” 

 “Serves you right for ruining my moment.” She rolled her eyes at his mock offence.

 Y/N sent wide eyes to Nat who smirked. “Don't mess with that girl’s fried food. You'll want to get 3 orders.”

 “Noted.” Y/N said as she rose from the swing. “See you at 7?”

 “Yep, See ya.” Nat smiled.

 Y/N followed Steve towards the bar and heard Wanda shout. “Be sure to hold on tight!”

  Steve’s face scrunched up and he shouted back. “We’re taking the Bronco!”

  “I know!” She and Nat laughed and his cheeks reddened.

 “Witch,” He mumbled.

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 Y/N didn’t let Steve open the car door for her but he was there to close it. She smiled at him, “Thanks. I shouldn’t take too long seeing as how my laptop was stolen. I just need to get some more clothes and some paperwork.”

 “Sure, whatever you need. I got time.” He nodded and walked with her into the house.

 Y/N looked around the house, it was still a mess but it was better. The prospects Bucky and Nat had sent had cleaned up the broken glass from the table and picked up most of the items that were on the floor, although it was all completely disorganized from the way things had previously been. 

 Steve had heard Bucky call the boys home after the second night. They way he had figured it, that many bikers hanging around a house that wasn’t near anyone who rode seriously would have sent a big enough message. One that said ‘This house is under our protection now’. But other than members of the Rebel Brotherhood, no other bikes rode by.

 Heading down the hallway to get her clothes, Y/N caught a glimpse of her home office. “Oh no…”

 “What?” Steve’s response was quick as he’d been right on her heel.

 “I didn’t even look at my office the other night. They wrecked everything.” She began to look through the messy stack of papers that had been piled on her desk. “These are all mixed up,” She sighed, “It's going to take me hours to fix this. I need to cancel on Wanda. She’s gonna kill me.”

 Steve grinned at the fact that she already knew Wanda so well. It meant she was getting comfortable with them, which would maybe make her feel comfortable hanging around longer. “You can’t wait another day to sort it all?” He asked.

 “I really shouldn’t. I’ve got deadlines to meet and clients to appease.”

 “Okay,” He sighed. “It’s your funeral.” Steve offered pulling out his phone.

 “You have a back up plan for getting her those onion rings?” Y/N asked, turning to her papers.

 Steve paused and thought it out. “I do now.” 

 “Looks like I’ve saved you from your own funeral.” She poked back at him.

 He chuckled and sent a text to Clint. When he looked back up from his cell, he could see how overwhelmed she was feeling. “Can I help with anything?”

 She shook her head. “I don’t know, all my paperwork was sorted in so many different ways and basically it’s all in this pile now so...yeah. This is a nightmare.” She ran her hands over her face and then tried to clear an area of her desk.

 That wasn’t going to be enough so, Steve began moving chairs and filing cabinets around. When he started pulling the desk back, Y/N looked baffled.

 “Uh, actually I’m not worried about the layout of the furniture but thanks?” Her featured scrunched.

 He smirked and gestured to the empty floor. “But you do have more room to sort those papers.”

 Y/N looked at the floor and chewed on a smile. “Thanks. This helps.”

 “I’m not really sure I’d be any good helping with the papers so, I’m going to double check the new locks the boys put in the other day.” He nodded after she did and left the room.

 It’s not that he didn’t trust the prospects to have installed them properly, he was sure they had but...well, he wasn’t sure. He had to check them, he had to be the one to make sure she was safe.

 There it was again, his absurd and unwarranted thoughts about her. He had this gut feeling that whatever these feelings for her were, they were one sided. He was setting himself up for pain but it didn’t seem to deter him from thinking about her all the time. She’d had a guy and regardless of what that story was; she was clearly attached.

  When checking the locks didn’t take much time, he decided to check the windows to make sure they were sealed properly and then double checked the new alarm system Nat had gotten installed. Nothing fancy with cameras or anything but, something to alert the police if anything happened again.

 Someone knocked on the door and Steve was quick to answer. He swung it wide to see Sam on the other side.  

 “I asked Clint to bring the food.” Steve said, confused.

 “Bar got busy, he sent me.” Sam welcomed himself in and pushed past Steve. “I brought your bike, too. I'm supposed to bring the Bronco back. Dang! She’s got a nice place! It’s a little messy but I can dig it.”

 Steve punched him in the arm and Sam laughed, dodging a second swing. Steve chuckled at his idiot friend and looked over to see Y/N leaning against the hallway entrance and smiling.

  “Yeah, I’m kind of a slob aren’t I? Don’t worry, I’ll catch up to the dirty biker standard soon enough.” Y/N made a teasing face and stuck her tongue out.

 “Aw, come on, why’s it gotta be like that?” Sam threw his arms out.

  Steve’s shoulders shook slightly with a silent laugh. He tossed a paper wrapped burger her way and she caught it with ease. “Sorry that it’s not the fine dining you’re probably used to but here’s dinner. I did get Sam to stop by and grab us an order of those onion rings Wanda went on about. You should try them, they really are as good as she claims.”

 “Speaking of me,” Sam cut into Steve’s line of sight, “Where’s my delivery tip?” He held out and open palm to Steve.

 “You want a tip? Here’s a tip. Don’t insult a girl’s home. Especially a girl you ain’t met yet.” Steve knew that Sam was just being punk but the point needed to be made.

 Sam rolled his eyes before turning to Y/N. He extended his tip money hand to her. “Sam Wilson, at your service, Ma’am. I didn’t mean any disrespect. I was just messing around.”

 “I know you were, it’s fine.” She smiled sweetly. “Thank you for bringing us dinner.”

 Sam turned back to Steve with the most arrogant grin on his face. “Well, I suppose I’ll leave you two to it.” He tossed Steve his bike keys.

 “Yeah,” Steve looked at him flatly before throwing the Bronco keys a little too hard. “Why don’t you do that.”

  Sam went out the door and Steve watched him drive off.

 “I’m sorry about Sam,” Steve sighed and made his way to Y/N’s kitchen where she’d sat to eat. “He’s a real piece of work.”

 “But you still like him.” She noticed.

 Steve nodded. “I do. He’s my brother.”

 “Like, adopted or through the club?” Y/N asked. “Nat explained some of the dynamic you all have but I still don’t feel like I know enough.”

 Steve leaned back in his chair. “Yeah. It’s like… My ma died when I was in high school, my pops long before that so, I never really had any one. Except Bucky. He’s always been there for me. Always. Club or no club, Bucky is family. But, through the club I’ve got tons of brothers and Sam is one of them. I’ve only known him for a handful of years and even though he’s always trying to crack jokes or flirt with the ladies, I know he’s a die hard for this club and in the same respect, me.”

 “That’s nice, to have people you can turn to.” Y/N’s tone dimmed and her lips turned down ever so slightly.

 Which prompted Steve’s next question. ‘What about you? Where’s your family?”

 Y/N took a breath, “They live across country, in San Francisco.”

 “So, what made you move here to Mobile? What’s a California girl like you doing in Alabama?” He smirked trying to lighten the mood.

 “Danny. His family lives in Atlanta but his job moved him here.” She took one more bite of food before suddenly wrapping up her half eaten burger and getting up from the table. “I’m gonna get back to those papers. The sooner I finish the sooner you can have your night back. I’m sorry It’s taking me so long. I’ll hurry.”

 She left the room before Steve had a chance to say anything.

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Siblings with Benefits Chapter 3

For this chapter @sunshineshipper let me have a lot of input on this chapter to where it is kind of my own thing. Of course I made sure to get her approval and have her give me the okay, so it is main author approved. If it seems different style wise then that is the reason why. Hope it is to your liking and still fits the rest of the story.

P.S. I am re-posting this to this current page as my original page I put this on was hit by the purge. Here it should have no problem.

Free period was always a great relief to Dipper, but  today is especially nice. He would usually  take the time to study. Either keep up with his numerous AP classes or catch up on a few personal projects. However, instead of any of that, it seems it's time for deeper thought about himself and about his sister.

He and his sister have always been close. The occasional rough housing, sharing rooms up until they were teenagers, cuddling up to each other for twin time, awkward sibling hugs. How did that all escalate to becoming siblings with benefits? This seems a bit more than unusually close. But friends who are usually that close have these kind of habits right? Take it to something more physical without letting emotions really get in the way.

None of the friends he knows, though.

They could be different. They could make it work. They've been doing a great job so far.

“Hello. Earth to Dipper,”  A hand waves in his face to catch his attention. He's startled out of all his thoughts.

Dipper looks up and sees Jared waving at him, a puzzled look on his face.

“Hey, man. Thought I lost ya there for a minute. You have some intense focus there. That or something is on your mind to an extreme.”

“A little of both I guess you can say. What brings you down here to the library?”

“Free period. Would like to get started on my homework since I have some catching up to do. You know, with being new here.”

“That’s a smart idea. Welp, pull up a chair there is plenty of room,” Dipper gestures to the table and its seats, offering him a spot in his place of solitude.

They sit together doing their respective homework, looking to one another to discuss answers and help one another. They finish early with the added brain power and spend the rest of the period discussing the latest video games, shows, and other shared interest.

“Yeah, I was getting along pretty well in my game last night before Mabel came back home.”

“Oh, yeah!” Jared perked up at the subject. A few shushes were directed toward him. He hunches down embarrassed for his outburst, “How was that? I take it she is now off the market?”

“Actually, no. Turns out the date was really a study session for the guy for art class since Mabel is an art genius. She was really crushed, so I had to, um… comfort her.”

“Makes sense. You are the good big brother and all. And by the looks of it and what I have been hearing from people, you guys are pretty close.”

“You have no idea, dude.”

“Oh? How so?”

��Shit! Too much! Gotta draw back!’

“Well, you know…” he shifts in his chair because suddenly the hard wood is more uncomfortable than it was before, “we’re twins so naturally we are close to begin with. Plus with all our adventures we have a lot of great experiences together so makes us a bit closer. I don’t know, even becoming teens we never felt like we drifted apart. In fact, we are just as close as we’ve always been. Also so you should know she is older than me by 5 minutes”

“That’s beautiful man,” Jared smiles and pats him on the back. “I can imagine you are quite protective of her and everything too.”

Dipper thought back to all the times since that first summer in Gravity Falls and times that followed after.

“Yeah, you could say that.”

“But maybe not too protective as to say, oh, I don’t know. Allow a friend to possibly ask her out on a little date?” Jared leaned back and stared at Dipper as if awaiting a response.

Dipper felt caught off guard by this question. He knew the answer to this question was a no due to his sister not wanting romance, but also can’t go so far that he admitted that she was in a sexual relationship with him too.

‘Calm down Dipper. This is an easy question. Give him the straight answer and it will be fine. He will understand.’

“Well,” Dipper rubbed the back of his neck. “While I was comforting her, she kind of opened up about her whole romance tepockle and how she is feeling about it now. Aaaannnddd, she really isn’t looking for a romantic interest right now. Kind of taking a break from the whole subject.”

“Okay, that’s cool. I can respect that decision. Will not ask her out then… But say she does at some point later on is looking to date. Would, you know, it be alright iiiiffffff…?”

“If you ask her out?” Dipper finishes for him. “I don't see why not. But that is up to her of course.”

“Oh, psshh, of course man. Got to just use the old charm and let her decide for herself.” Jared bobbed his head as he fired off a set of finger guns toward Dipper.

“Dang, dude. And I thought I was a dork.”

“Come on man, we are both denizens of dork-dom.” Jared held out his fist to Dipper who met it with his own. They shared a quiet chuckle together hoping not to be too loud to warrant a ‘shh’.

“Oh yeah, just remembered,” Jared said before rummaging through his backpack. “Since we talked about it yesterday I figured you would be interested in this game.” Jared pulls out a game from his pack and hands it to Dipper.

“No way, I saw some great reviews on this. Look forward to trying it out. You sure this is okay?”

“Yeah man, say it’s a thanks for being so awesome to me as a new guy.”

“No problem man, I know it can be hard.”

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At the end of the school day, Dipper met up with Mabel as per usual as Jared tagged along to chat with Dipper,  and get more time with Mabel. They seemed to get along well for having just met, but then again that was Mabel’s specialty. Not too long after Jared parted ways from the twins to head to his home.

“That guy is pretty cool, much like my bro bro, in a very dorky way.”

“Yeah, he’s pretty cool. Lent me a new video game today.”

“Ah man. I had plans for us tonight Dipster. Now you’re just gonna be a poophead and want to play that.”

“Sorry Mabel. Just kind of popped up. Plus I been looking forward to playing this one. Just haven’t had the money as of late.”

“Well it was going to be a nice surprise, but now we will never know.”

“Come on Mabel you can tell me. Maybe it will change my mind.”

“If that’s what you think, then you have fundamentally misunderstood what a surprise is oh brother of mine. Shame on you.”

“Okay, okay. Fair enough.”

“Hmm. How about this. I’ll race you home and I will tell you what it is then.”

“Wait, a race? Mabel you always beat me at those.”

“Only way Dipper. Guess it will stay a secret forever.”

“Okay fine, deal”

“Allllllrrrriiiggghhhtt… READYSETGO!!!” With a last rapidly made statement Mabel bolted toward home leaving Dipper in the dust.

“Of course she would.” Dipper took off after her in the hopes to keep up, yet he knew it was a futile effort. Without the adrenaline he usually gets in a monster encounter, Dipper’s athleticism was much to be desired.

‘Where did she get this energy from. It was just this morning that she shook off a hangover and we did it twice. How is she not dead tired?’

Dipper shook off his thoughts as he got into a good pace, catching up with his sister enough. Unfortunately for him the race was over as she bolted through the door of their house while he just reached the front yard. Out of breath, he stumbled into the living room where Mabel was doing her victory dance.

“ALPHA TWIN! ALPHA TWIN!” She chanted rhythmically though her breaths.

“Alright Mabel you won. I guess you can keep your secret then.”

“Well I never said I wouldn’t tell you if I won. I just said you had to race me.”

“Wait, why make it a competition if you were just going to do it anyways?”

“Well, for one it was fun. Two, got to show I am Alpha Twin still. And three, I wanted to get home as quick as possible without spoiling the surprise.”

“Danm Mabel,”Dipper manages to get out after finally catching his breath. “What the heck is the surprise then?”

“Ooohhh, just this.”

Just as Dipper catches his breath, he finds it snatched away again as Mabel removes her sweater and shirt revealing her bra and bare skin.

“Mabel! What the hell are you doing?!”

“Relax bro-bro,” she said as she sauntered over to lay a kiss upon him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Turns out mom and dad have another late night at work and won’t be back for some time. So that means we have another evening to ourselves.

She gives another kiss to her brother who is slightly caught off guard still by his sisters boldness and the news she lays upon him. Mabel releases her grip and takes a few steps back leaving him with a bewildered expression on his face.

“Then again you do have that new video game you wanted to try, so maybe we don’t have to do it tonight. We’ll just have to wait for another opportunity for the parents to be gone for an explicitly long period of time. Oh well.”

With that statement, Mabel begins walking up the stairs. Upon reaching the top, she decides to remove her skirt revealing a lace purple thong.

“I’ll be relaxing in my room if you want to join me Sir Dippingsauce.” She gives him a wink and sauntered off to her room.’

Without even thinking, Dipper dropped the game and his bag on the floor where he stood, bolted up the stairs, grabbed a few condoms from his room, and darted into Mabel’s room, locking the door behind him.

Here she laid before him. Body the epitome of perfection; lythe form, perky breasts, beautiful face, eyes that were lipid pools that were the gateway to the soul. A body so incredibly hot that it was in the middle of the tundra and he wouldn’t even notice the cold. Legs that go on forever, curves that could be put on graphing paper and the equation would be called perfection. His brain was short circuiting over the fact that he is about to have such an intimate time with this perfect creature.

A soft moan snaps Dipper out of the rollercoaster ride his brain was taking him. Apparently, Mabel was getting bored waiting for him. The sight he was treated to now had his mind, and loins, at full attention that no amount of worry less than getting caught, or the end of the world could distract him from.

Her hands exploring the contours of her body was a breathtaking sight. The way she ran them over her form was nothing less than an elegant display of what her craft worthy hands could do. As they explore, she focused more on the most pleasurable areas of her anatomy. Caressing and fondling, always staying outside her lingerie, as if saving the more direct touches for him. Her eyes bored in to him as she touched herself, half lidded she says “You can look, but aren’t you going to touch?”

Dipper walks over to her, trying to play cool and failing to hide his anticipation, placing the condoms on her nightstand. He undresses down to his boxers before settling down next to her. She scoots over to make more room for him, keeping eye contact the whole time.

“I-is it alright if I touch you?” he asks.

She nods, biting her lower lip.

Dipper places his hand along her stomach gently caressing her milky smooth skin. She lets out a slight moan and giggle. He notes the reaction and begins to slide his hand lower making it over her hips and down to her thighs. As he lets his hands explore her lithe figure, he moves in to kiss her. It’s slow and intimate. Lips press gently to one another as tongues reach out to meet and entwine. All the while his hand runs over her giving her goosebumps.

She grew more eager by the minute as the kisses grew more passionate and desperate for his affection. Eventually she grabs his hand and places it between her legs. Dipper’s stunned by her sudden boldness.

Is this really his sister?  The same person who just last night was having difficulty just staring at him while naked, is now making the next move?

His mind is pulled out from its concerns as a desperate whimper and a bucking of her hips begs him for more. Dipper could think about this all later. For now he has a job to do. Refocusing he runs his fingers back and forth over her panties. He notices how wet she has gotten just feeling the outside. He could hardly believe any of this was his doing.

As he continues to caress her moistened sex, he breaks the kiss and moves to her neck, laying a series of kisses on her pulse, sending shivers through her body. He feels her arm move and reach down to grab hold of his manhood. It breaks his concentration enough to where he has to look up and see her face and stare into her eyes.

Eyes glazed over with lust and desperation, she’s practically begging for more of him.

“Dipper? I think I'm ready for it now,” she moans in a sultry voice.

As soon as he nods, she shifts her body. Grabbing his shoulders, she pins him to the bed to straddle him. Eyes now wide and shaken from the euphoric haze that clouded his mind earlier.

‘Okay, seriously. Where did all this come from?”

His mind is plunged into the haze again as she rocks her hips, gliding herself over his bulge. Even through two layers of cloth, he can tell how wet she had become. She continues rubbing herself along his clothed shaft. She pants and moans with pleasure. Every so often she would dip down and kiss along his neck and ear shuddering out inaudible words to him. After teasing him enough, she lifts her head to stare into his eyes. Even through the fog in his head, he can see the hunger she has for him. Before he could say anything about it, she plants such a passionate kiss to him that it put all they had shared to shame. Her kiss gives off a white hot intensity and he couldn’t believe it. Particularly the fact that he's the one receiving it.

She lifts herself up enough to break the kiss, “Are you ready, Dipper?”

“Y-yeah,” is all he can let out. He used to be the stable one between the two of them during these newly found sensual sessions, but now it's her turn, and he’s just fine with that. He wants her to be more comfortable with all of this after all, and it seems like she's more so than expected.

Mabel moves herself down, positioning herself on his thighs. She reaches over to the condoms and tears one of the squares off. She lifts herself enough to pull down her thong revealing to Dipper her moist slit. As soon as she’s done she focuses on him, removing his plaid boxers in one felled swoop letting his cock finally stand at full attention.

The look of admiration in her eyes sends Dipper’s heart into high gear, clearly visible with how his member twitches. Removing the latex sheath from it’s package, she grasps his member with her hand, giving it a few light strokes to tease him. It works well as he moans in surprise, anguish, and pleasure. Satisfied with her deed, she places the ring of rubber to his head and rolls it down the shaft. How the hell she learned to do it so smoothly would be added to is piling list of questions. For now he doesn't dare interrupt her flow.

She positions herself above his shaft once more, grabbing it to better guide it into her. Before she lowers herself, she gives a nod to Dipper who nods back. With that, she begins her slow descent, inching every bit of him into her. It may have been their third time, but it felt just as amazing as the first.

As she manages to slide all the way to meet his pelvis, she grinds into him, feeling him reach the deepest parts of her from this new angle. It’s different for him not having the control like before. Perhaps it was for the best though, letting his sister find her rhythm since he already found his. Especially when she hits the right spot and cries out his name, he has no complaints about being bottom this time.

She goes through varying motions and readjusts herself while on top of him. From gyrating her hips while sitting upright to getting close to him and lifting herself up and down on his shaft while kissing him all over. He returns the favor the best he can by reaching up and massaging her breasts or sucking upon them given the opportunity. Whatever he thought he could do best and provide her more pleasure.

Eventually they settle into a rhythm that works best for both of them. Mabel riding Dipper with gentle thrusts on his part to reach the right spots. All while he grabs her backside, helping her in the motions while still letting her keep control.  Seeing her in this position, having this much control over him, drove him all the more wild.

After a few more minutes of pleasure, Dipper felt the coil in his core tighten as Mabel’s schlick walls begin to grip more around him, feeding into his pleasure. He isn't going to last much longer.

“M-Mabel, I’m,” he groans through labored breaths, “I’m not going to last much longer.”

With breaths equally as sparse, “It’s okay, Dipper. Just give it to me. Don’t hold back.”

With those words uttered, in the way she did, opened the floodgates for him. He picked up the pace, tightened his grip, and mustered all the strength he had left to thrust into her. Mabel must have had the same thoughts as she pushed into his shoulders more, and ground her hips into his to meet his motions at full force. He would say that if they were having a competition, she was winning.

His suspicions were right as she bucks her hips desperately, repeating his name and cursing between her moans. That did it for him as he gives one final thrust lifting them both off the bed. The force sends her forward, taking advantage of it she leans in for a last passionate kiss as she hums her moans into his mouth. The tight coil finally lets loose.

As he cums, he holds her tightly to him, not wanting to let go.  She continues to buck her hips onto him as to squeeze every last bit out. It didn’t matter as they were protected, but he appreciates the motions, giving him a pleasure that he didn’t experience the other times given his immediate removal from her nethers.

‘Perhaps I can hand over the reigns more often to her,’

The room was filled with sounds of heavy breaths and a mist of pure euphoria. Mabel dismounts her brother slowly, his once turgid phallus gradually growing flaccid. She lays at his side, propped up on her shoulder looking down upon him, a smug grin on her face.

“So?” She asks

“So?” He replies, quirking an eyebrow at her.

“What did you think of that?”

“It was amazing Mabel. Like, I have no idea where all that came from.”

“I can ask you the same with where you learned any of what you did? I do know, however where you came from.” she says reaching down to stroke the underside of his member, now laying against his stomach. He shudders with how sensitive he is now and proceeds to swat her hand away. She giggles at his reaction and leans in to kiss his cheek to apologize.

“Sorry Dip-dop, but I have to maintain whole Alpha Twin title.”

“Come on, Mabel we’ve been over this a thousand times. You’re only 5 minutes older than me,” he shifts his eyes away from her, “But if that’s what you do, then I don’t mind you being the Alpha Twin more often.”

“But of course. Always happy to assert my role,” She leans down to peck him on the lips and readjusts herself to cuddle into him again. He wasn’t expecting to cuddle so much for it just being about the sex. He didn’t mind though. Now it was just closer than usual twin time.

After about 20 minutes of cuddling, talking about random stuff, and an impromptu naked tickle battle, the twins decide to get dressed and move down stairs to work on homework. They set themselves up with drinks, snacks, and order a pizza as they crank through their class work. However, upon picking up his backpack Dipper notices the game that Jared lent him, and subsequently the conversation that they had.

“Oh, yeah. Hey, Mabel. I got something to talk to you about.”

“What up, Bro-migo?”

“Well, I was talking to Jared today and he was asking me about you and your whole bad date thing.”

“Yeah? What did he want to know?”

“Just about how it went and if your availability changed.”

“Oh? What did you say?”

“Just that after all that stuff last night you weren’t looking for anything right now.”

“After all that stuff, huh? Wow, Dip, didn’t think you had it in you to tell someone else of our sexy-times.”

“What?! Wait… no, I meant…”

“Relax bro-bro. Just messing with you. I know you wouldn’t tell anyone. But thanks for telling him that.”

“Well that wasn’t all actually.”

“Oh?”

“Well, he also asked when the time came, when you were ready to date again, if it was alright with me if he dated you. Being your brother in all, I guess he wanted permission. And I told him it was okay.”

“Wow, that was old fashioned. So, you are okay with letting me date again with all this?”

“Yeah, of course. I mean, I said yes so that I wouldn’t come off as possessive or anything. Don’t need people thinking I want my sister all to myself all of a sudden. But also, we agreed on the fact that either of us could end this for any reason, and that includes dating. So if you ever want to date again, I won’t hold you back.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet Dipper.” With that she went up to him for a hug and kiss, “Thanks for looking out for me. As far as I can see it I won’t be dating for a bit now that we have this whole no fuss, no muss thing. It's so much easier than actual dating.”

“No problem, Mabel. Just figured you should know is all,” he rubs the back of his neck, “Welp, let’s knock out this homework.”

After finishing their work, the pizza guy arrives with their food and they resumed normal twin time.

**************************************************

The next day at school Dipper runs into Jared again at the library during  his free period.

“Hey, Dipper,” he hears Jared speak and looks up from his book just in time to see him walking up.

“Hey, what's up?”

Jared tosses his book bag to the floor and sits in the chair next to his, “Did you get to play that video game I gave you yesterday?”

‘Oh, uh, no. I was busy,” he taps his fingers against the table.

“Okay. Doing what?”

‘My sister.’

No, he definitely couldn't say that, “Uhhhhhh… Well you know just homework and stuff. Plus hanging out with Mabel. She is always very insistent on us spending time together, you know. Graduation soon and all that jazz.”

“Gotcha, gotcha. Maybe I can come over tonight and we can hang out and play it. Maybe your sister won’t mind. After all she can’t hog all of you, right?”

“Um, I’ll ask. I’m sure she will be cool with it.”

Dipper pulls out his phone and sends Mabel a text message. She responds in kind with a m yes and a series of cute emojis. She also sends him a text of a winky face, peach, and banana and the note ‘Another time then.’ He blushes and shifts in his seat before deleting it and putting his phone away.

“She says it’s cool.”

“Awesome, can’t wait to see your reaction to the game.”

**************************************************

After getting back to his house, Dipper shows Jared around and up to his room with his game system. They settle in and pop the game in. Dipper has to admit that he's definitely amazed by how well the game plays compared to what he was expecting. The hype was real.

“Hey, Dip,” Jared uses his controller to pause the game and it catches Dipper's attention, “Mind if I get a soda from the kitchen?”

“Sure, no problem. ”

Dipper keeps playing and upon reaching a point where he can stop, he realizes Jared has been gone for a bit longer than expected. He exits out to the home screen and gets up to check on him.

Going down stairs he hears a little bit of chit chat going on. Jared and Mabel are the only ones home by his guess, so he figures it’s them. He hears a laugh that was unmistakably Mabel’s. However, her laugh that usually brings him such joy, this time brings a small lurch in his stomach. Was it because it was brought on by someone else? It shouldn’t be that way. It was still Mabel after all, his sister. And it wasn’t like she was his. So why was he feeling this way?

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Green: Part Three

Pairing: Early 20s AJ Styles x 45 year old Shane McMahon (he hasn’t come back to WWE in this fic)

Summary: In Part One, Shane kept being drawn back to the NXT Performance Center by one of the wrestlers trying out for a contract – AJ Styles. In Part Two, AJ’s plane home had been cancelled and he wouldn’t accept the offer of a hotel room from NXT. Shane convinced him to let him help instead. So, yeah…

Notes: Prequel to Room 117 – trying to actually write plot (srs business, this plot stuff). AJ is supposed to look like this during these chapters (TWINK MEAT)

Warnings: Age difference, mention of religion, adultery, typos probably, steadily heading towards smut

Tagging: The peeps who were nice about Room 117 or the first chapter of this one (thanks for reading this mess – and big big extra thanks to sweet bby @llowkeys for the advice about where to end this chapter, because it was KILLING ME, TBH) @llowkeys @scriptor @cruxcantare @omegaweaponx @castielscamander @unabashedwwesmut @athoughtfulmindwrites @the-geekgoddes @your-darkdiva @toosweetme @osanabria2377 @stylessection @cookiemonster2017 @princessgailr-blog @secretagentfangirl @artemisapalla316 @loveambrylayn @tvrnbvckle @kingslayers-angel @immalittledinosaur01 @wrestlingbabe @wweconfidential @aintnopartymd @blondekel77 @missmcmahon @wycliffegordon @idle-vanity @alexahood21 @mylittlepartofthegalaxy @alliedbiscuit @violas87 @wweshesaro @onedirectionlovers2014 @shoo-chan @deanammbrose

Green: Part Three

“AJ, we’re here.”

They’ve arrived at the hotel, but AJ’s fallen asleep in the car, head flopped towards Shane, mouth slack, short hair soft and tufted without the cap covering it up. If there wasn’t a valet standing by Shane’s open window silently willing them to hurry up and get out, Shane might take the time to watch the other man quietly snoring in his car for a few minutes, try to memorise his face and figure out why he likes looking at it so much before they part ways for good. But there’s no time.

“AJ,” Shane shakes him by the shoulder gently. “We’re here.“ AJ squirms a little in his sleep, body resisting waking up. 

Shane squeezes AJ’s shoulder, seeing his eyelids move in response. "Hey. Here we are, AJ. Wake up now.”

AJ gives a little snort and opens his eyes, looking so confused Shane feels a wave of tenderness rush over him. But there’s no time for that either.

“Sorry, baby – gotta get out of the car now, can’t sleep in here,” he whispers.

AJ blinks, blue eyes bright, and sighs, still looking fuzzy and confused.

“Already?” he grumbles back, voice scratchy with sleep. 

“Yep. This is it.”

AJ frowns, still not quite with it. “So soon.”

He sounds sad. He must really enjoy sleeping in cars.

“Not that soon. You slept for a while.”

AJ closes his eyes again. “Dang.“

“Hey, up you get now – can sleep in your room,” Shane says, gently nudging his shoulder again, noticing how warm and good he feels, then making himself take his hand away. 

“We’re not sharing?” AJ asks, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles.

“No,” Shane laughs, enjoying the lack of filter AJ has when he’s still halfway in dreamland.

“I booked you your own room when you were ordering the food earlier. You don’t have to share.”

AJ frowns some more, thinking.

“I’m hungry.”

“Again?”

The valet at his door is getting antsy, so Shane figures he better speed up getting AJ out of the car already instead of trying to selfishly soak up more seconds with him when he’s like this, close-up and quiet.

“How about this; I’ll do you a deal. There’s a restaurant in there. I’ll point you towards the food if you wake up now?”  

The other man grumbles while stretching, blinking to awareness and reaching for the door. “Okay. But it ain’t my fault your conversation put me to sleep." 

“Still sassing me when you’re tired, huh?” Shane shakes his head, smiling even though he’s starting to feel sadness creep in. “What did I tell you about that mouth?”

“Find me somethin’ bad that tastes good and I’ll stop giving you a hard time,” AJ shoots back with a big toothy grin, putting his cap back on and pulling himself out of the car.

Shane’s got himself more time, just a little more before it’s over.  

***

AJ’s dipping his fries into ketchup, elbow up on the table so he can lean over his plate, table manners forgotten. Shane’s amazed he can fill his stomach with such greasy trash again so soon. He’s all checked into his room– was still a little fuzzy and quiet when they were at the front desk, so no last minute griping over allowing someone else do something for him. Just silent acceptance of his room key while rubbing the back of his neck and yawning. Then a smile when Shane pointed out the hotel restaurant.

Shane wasn’t hungry, but AJ’d insisted on buying him a drink at least before he went up to his own room for the evening. “Come watch me eat,” he’d said. Shane wasn’t going to turn that offer down, no matter how much AJ talks with his mouth full. Shane’s sitting back in the booth with a beer, and watching AJ demolish his meal. The boy jams three fries into the side of his mouth, chewing with his mouth open and talking through it.  

“You sure you don’t wanna eat? You can eat offa my plate, you don’t want a whole meal – I don’t mind sharin’.”

“And risk you biting at my fingers, with how fast you’re working through that? No way, I’m staying over here where it’s safe.”

AJ pretends to be insulted. “You sayin’ I’m a pig?”

“I’m saying I respect your speed.”

“Well, thank you,“ AJ says, tipping his cap. Hasn’t taken that back off to eat. "So… I’m guessin’ you’re up in the luxury penthouse suite or somethin’ right?” He teases, licking ketchup from his full bottom lip.

Shane gets snagged on that sight for a second. “Hmm? Oh, uh, no – not quite the penthouse. But one of the upper floors, yes.”

“How long you stayin’?”

“My business here is pretty much done, probably flying back out tomorrow, too.”

“And you live in New York?”

“Yes. And you’re in Gainesville for now?”

“Uh huh.” He looks down at his plate, using his tongue to clean his teeth. “You ever find yourself down that way?”

“Not really. Haven’t had much of a reason to.“ Shane desperately wishes he could come up with one, but that’s a bad route to go down.

“You could come and see one of my shows, if you’re ever in the same town,” AJ says, grabbing a napkin to wipe at his face.

Shane smiles at the impossible offer, and AJ not giving up on his dream. “Which shows do you work, then?”

AJ grins back at him and clears his throat, crumpling up the napkin. “Do a lot with CWF in Texas; Christian promotion, that one.“

“Oh, right – Matt mentioned that. How does that work; the wrestlers have to be Christian?”

“You been asking the trainers about me?” AJ smirks, eyes lighting up.

Shane splutters a bit, caught out. “Ah, well…”

AJ lets him off the hook on that one and answers the question.

“Yeah, kind of have to be believers to wrestle there. We testify a bunch between the matches, that kind of thing.”

“And you’re comfortable with that?”

AJ sits up in his seat, resting his hands on the table in front on him. “Well, sure. I’m proud of my faith, it keeps me on the right path. And if I can share that with people who might be struggling with where their path is leadin’ them, I’m doin’ a good thing.”

With how much he likes to talk, Shane bets AJ’s good at testifying. He wishes he could go and see him give his speeches about faith in that slightly raspy voice. 

“Maybe you should be a preacher instead of a wrestler…” he says, taking a drink of his beer, keeping eye contact with the other man.

“You think I should give up on the wrestling?” AJ asks, joking along, but his eyes are a little wary again, remembering why they’re in the hotel together tonight; not getting his NXT contract. Shane wants to kick himself for making the joke.

“Never give up on wrestling. I’m serious. Don’t let this set you back; keep pushing. You’ll get there. I saw you, remember? You’re special.“ Shane quickly grabs his glass again and takes another drink, wishing he hadn’t let that last part out, hoping it wasn’t too much to say out loud. He really means it. For the wrestling, but he sure doesn’t want AJ picking up on the rest as well. He just needs to get himself through this; get AJ in his own room and settled for the night, then move on. Without having freaked the poor guy out, without having made himself look like a fool. He’s here to do right.

AJ’s stopped eating and he’s just looking back at Shane, taking in what he’s being told, looking like he really cares about Shane’s opinion. Gives a small nod, accepting the words in, starts rubbing at the table with a finger, looking down at it.

“That means a lot to me, you sayin’ that,” And then quieter, still aimed towards the table, “You’re a good man you know, Shane.”

It’s like he’s been punched. "Thank you.” He needs to get it back to playful, chest feeling tight. “You just need to, I don’t know… cut out all the junk food.”

AJ drops the serious mood, starts laughing, looking at Shane in happiness. "Ha! I don’t need another daddy you know, you can’t tell me what to do. Makin’ a man feel beholden to you for being so kind to ‘im is one thing…” he says.

“You don’t owe me anything.”

“I know,” AJ nods, sitting back in the booth in a sprawl and looking down at his lap. “But, thank you." 

"And you bought me this drink here,” Shane reminds him, tapping his glass and bringing AJ’s eyes back up to his. “Which I needed after listening to your snoring in the car.”

“I don’t snore!”

“You do.”

“Nuh-uh; no way.”

“No one ever told you that before? You really get going after a while – I couldn’t hear my terrible music anymore at one point.”

“Ha, then I did you a favour, didn’t I?  Anyway, I’m a good Christian boy, remember? No one’s been that close to hear me snore.”

“Lucky for them. Not so lucky for me.”

AJ throws his napkin at Shane.

“Now who should watch their mouth, huh?”

Shane’s getting caught up in the grinning and mischief and needs to pull himself back before he starts throwing things at AJ to make him sit up further and smile wider. He gestures to the half-full plate.

“You done already? Don’t want the rest of that?”

“Nah, I wasn’t really that hungry,” AJ says, calming back down.

“What? You said you were. Lying to me already…” Shane tuts.

“Aww, now I only did that because I wanted you to sit with me a while more,” he says, leaning further forward and twisting his mouth up in a repressed grin.

“That so?”

“That is indeed so – didn’t want to go up to the room yet." 

"Just avoiding boredom, huh – not wanting my fantastic company? Well, that hurts."  

“Your company’s okay, Shane.”

“Being with you is a rollacoaster, AJ,” Shane answers, raising his glass and finishing the last of his drink. Now’s the time, nothing left to keep them here anymore. “I guess we’re done, then – you ready to go?”

AJ looks hesitant for a second. “Yeah, sure. I’ll settle up here – would you take my bag and wait by the elevators for me, though?” 

“Yes, Sir.”

***

The goodbye had been both worse than Shane had anticipated, but better than he’d feared. He hadn’t slipped AJ his number and begged him to call him, for one thing. But it felt like being torn away from something he really needed. So now he’s up in his room, drinking something strong from the minibar and replaying the so long, nice to meet you, best of luck, no worries about the room, have a good flight, have a nice life, over and over.

He’d waited by the elevators with AJ’s bag, trying to fight the sick feeling that was growing. Watched AJ loping towards him from the restaurant a few minutes later, smiling but looking a bit nervous and awkward as well. Out of place in the lobby in the sleeveless shirt, his eyes half hidden by his hat. Didn’t seem to be noticing his surroundings though, just looking back with his hands in his back pockets.

“So,” he’d said on a sigh, stopping in front of Shane. “I guess this is it then, huh?”

“I guess it is.” Their eyes were getting snagged up again somehow, Shane having to break it. AJ seemed sort of lost, but trying to look cheery. Not doing the best job, but if cheery is what he wanted, Shane would follow his lead.

“Here’s your bag – you’re on the seventeenth floor, right?”

“And you’re on…” AJ’d made to look at Shane’s keycard while taking his bag back, making him hold it up and show him the number, “…not on the seventeenth floor, uh huh.”

“Told you it wasn’t the penthouse. Here’s the elevator, room for us.”

“Shane,” AJ’d quickly grabbed his arm while they got on, pulling him next to him so they’d be standing together in the group of people getting on.

He’d started talking fast, head tipped back slightly to catch Shane’s eyes because of the height difference. “Thank you for today, seein’ me right-”

Shane had stopped him. “Don’t. You don’t have to thank me.” AJ’d sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and flushing with something, looking frustrated. “AJ – Just keep on going, promise me? Promise me I’ll see you wrestling again one day? On TV next time, right?”

AJ’d shifted back a little, taking a breath; calming himself down again. “You will,” he’d nodded; resolved. “I promise.”

“Good. Good. Now here’s your stop – go get some sleep, get ready for that flight tomorrow.” Shane couldn’t stop the eye-contact, seeing how panicked AJ suddenly looked, feeling it in his chest as well. He had to say something of what AJ’d given him that day.

“It was really, really nice to meet you.”

“It was really nice meeting you too,” AJ had said in a deeper voice, taking Shane’s hand and squeezing it in a strong shake, before letting go to step through the opening doors, turning to look back. Maybe he’d caught how sad Shane was, because he’d poked his tongue out at him at the last second, making him laugh when the doors closed and the car started moving up again. 

And that was it.

Shane looks at his glass of whisky and decides he’ll sleep in late tomorrow, sleep through AJ leaving the hotel so he won’t be tempted to run out to find him again. Because why? What good would it do? He did well – he did right today.

A good daddy-type figure, isn’t he, looking after the younger boys in the business, he thinks, shaking his head to himself and taking another stinging swallow. That’s who he is. A dad, a husband. A mentor, an old guy. Maybe that’s why AJ was looking at him so trusting, so interested in talking to him. Maybe AJ needed that today, someone older and wiser to talk to. It’s all a lie though; AJ doesn’t know what’s in his head. And thank Christ for that. 

The other stuff, Shane’ll battle through and beat himself up about in private. Maybe… maybe he’ll give watching gay porn a go sometime. Beat himself off to it. Maybe he should watch some young, muscled, wholesome-looking guys doing bad things to each other and hate himself for it afterwards. There must be websites for married men who’ve found themselves suddenly lusting for younger guys and need a private release that won’t tear their family apart.

What would AJ think of him if he knew? Saying Shane’s a ‘good man’ earlier – he’s not a good man. He’s tried. But that’s not going to last. He’s filled with disgusting thoughts about what he’d do to AJ if he had the chance, it’s all there in his head, waiting to be thought and obsessed about. It’ll all come flooding in if he lets it – but he can’t let it tonight, when AJ’s in the same hotel thinking he’s such a nice man. 

His skin is prickling with need, but he’ll ignore it. Maybe tomorrow. Probably tomorrow. Right now, he’ll get to bed, get some sleep, and hope he doesn’t dream.

***

He’s woken up by a rapping on his hotel door, noise travelling through the entrance to the bedroom and the suite beyond it. He feels like he’s had no sleep at all, but if housekeeping’s here, he must have had his fill. He gets up and straightens the pants and loose t-shirt he’s been sleeping in and pads across the soft carpet to open the door and ask for more time. But it doesn’t feel like morning, it’s too quiet. 

When he opens the door, it turns out he’s right. Time hasn’t ticked over until tomorrow yet. 

AJ’s standing in front of him, still in his clothes – looking harried and flicking his eyes down the corridors, rubbing a hand through his hair. 

“Uh, sorry to wake you...” Stress is radiating off of him and Shane goes into panic mode. 

“AJ, you okay? You alright, what’s wrong – something happened-”  

“No. No, nothing’s happened. I just, oh God-“ he cuts off and steps from foot to foot, looking down the corridor again, and breathing heavy, lifting his hands up behind his head, face creasing up in worry about something. Then his eyes take in what Shane’s wearing. 

“So that’s what you wear to bed, huh?” he struggles out, hands still clasping at the back of his head, chest rising up and down rapidly.  

“What? Uh, yeah… it’s comfortable…” AJ came up to talk about his sleep wear? What’s going on? “What did you think I’d wear to bed?” 

“I dunno,” AJ shakes his head quickly. “Matching PJs, or somethin’? Hadn’t thought about it. Oh God, what am I doin’,” he huffs out, bending over and putting his hands on his knees, sucking in breath. 

“AJ, stop – it’s okay, it’ll be okay, come here,” Shane assures him, reaching out to gently pull him upright again, try and get him to come in and sit down. But as soon as he touches a shoulder, AJ’s breath hitches and Shane finds himself with his arms full of him instead.  

“Whoa, whoa, whoa; okay, here, take it easy – it’s okay. It’s okay,” Shane soothes, rubbing his hand down AJ’s back and closing the door behind him. The boy isn’t letting go, seems to need the contact right now. His height means his face is pressed into the side of Shane’s neck, and his breathing is laboured, like he’s trying not to let something out. Shane can’t feel tears, but the rasping sobs being held in tells him they’re coming. It’s not like a boy needing a father figure, but more like a man who needs comfort from someone he’d connected with today, someone he trusts. So Shane holds him tight and rocks him, rubbing his back some more, murmuring into his ear. 

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I know it’s hard; I know. It’ll be okay. You don’t have to worry, okay?” AJ lets out a little noise against his neck, taking deep breaths to calm down, grasping Shane harder around his shoulders.

“It’ll come,” Shane says softly against his hair. “It didn’t today, but it’ll come.”

AJ shifts in his arms, and Shane lets their faces rub against each other, lets his skin be a comfort. It’s when AJ moves his head and grazes the corner of his mouth against Shane’s, short eyelashes fluttering against his cheek, that Shane figures out what kind of comfort AJ came to find him for.

[cutegirlmayra]

I wanna say I'm such a huge fan of your stories and prompts! They give me life

I shall endeavor to do my best! :Db

Prompt:

Sonic was simply lounging on a rooftop, yawning.

He lifted a hand up and wiggled a pinkie finger into his ear, scratching within it, before blinking his eyes open and looked up.

“..Huh?” For some reason, it was too long of a nap for him…

He looked to the side.

Usually… Eggman would come along, Amy would find and jump him, or something or someone would come along and whisk him off to an adventure.

If he didn’t fall headfirst into one, that is.

He slowly got up, before jumping rapidly into a ball and letting his ball roll down the roof, hit the gutter, and roll down that until shoving his ball-form deeper into it as the pipe morphed to his shape and spat him out like a spit-wad.

He unrolled and stretched as his feet formed the typical ‘8′ formation, and began smacking his lips to snap out of the sleepy-spell.

A submarine’s googles popped out a nearby lake, watching the blue blur speed past, as the eyes blinked before Vector took his head out of the elongated set of binoculars.

“He’s awake! Dang it! I was sure he’d sleep all day!”

“But he’s Sonic! How else could be get rid of all that energy?” Charmy was behind him, since they were all squished in the submarine. He gestured a hand up as Espio looked claustrophobic.

“Could anyone relate to me the simple idea of why we choose to spy on him through a submarine?” He tried to sound calm, but you could tell he was slightly annoyed.

Vector and Charmy looked to him, as if thinking about that before sweat dropping…

“It was on rental!” Vector hollered in defense.

“A free-trail period!” Charmy happily pointed a finger up, as if giving another good reason.

“How could we resist?” Vector, matter-of-factly, shrugged as much as he could in the small space before piloting the course off into the distance.

Sonic continued to ran before a fruit fell on his face.

“Wah!” he slid a little but still fell flat on his face, slowly putting one hand in front of the other to get his head elevated off the dirt.

He shook his head and picked the fruit up, looking confused, and then around at the trees.

“..Strange. None of these are fruit trees.” he blinked, looking completely oblivious as Charmy hid behind the trunk of a large tree, shaking nervously as his lips formed a swiggly line as he sweat profusely.

It was a scary form of hide-and-distract!

Espio, turning invisible, had some other fruits too.

‘We need to keep him off this trail…’ he strategized in his mind before moving into a bush, causing it to russle.

“Huh?” Sonic narrowed his eyes at the sound, and quickly dashed over to it.

Holding the fruit, he put his hands on his hips and leaned down, trying to examine the strange bush.

It kept shaking…

He raised an eyebrow, seeing it didn’t seem like a threat, and lifted his foot to lightly tap to check for boobytraps.

When nothing happened, he parted the bush and looked around.

Nothing…

He shrugged, before eating the fruit and tossing it behind him.

Within the bush, you could hear a ‘Ow!’ as Sonic pivoted to the noise.

“What the..?”

“OOhh! Help me! Heelllp meee!”

Sonic heard a strange woman’s voice, and quickly took off to where it sounded.

“What’s wrong, miss…?” Sonic looked up at a very ugly,.. “-Alligator?”.

“Crocodile! Ehem.” Vector coughed, making his voice high again, and fanning a fan over himself to hide his poorly done makeup.

“My baby seems stuck in that awful tree!”

He pointed to a spray-painted green Charmy, who had a cardboard costume of a crocodile and shook his fake tail, putting a hand over his fake muzzle and shouting out, “Whhaa! Whhaa!!”

“Huh? How’d he get up there?”

“Crocodiles..uh… climb trees when they’re young… heh…heh.” Vector sweated, causing some makeup to get messy…

Sonic shrugged, and scaled the tree, grabbing Charmy and then rushing down, having Vector take him in one fell swoop.

“Ah! My baby! Don’t you ever stray from me AGAIN!” Vector turned and looked to Sonic, kissing his cheek as a sign of thank you as Sonic shivered from the experience and watched as the … mother walked off.

“Strange day…” he scratched the back of his head, before zipping off. “Strange that I haven’t seen any of my friends yet… where is everyone?”

Vector spat out and started wiping his mouth and pulling out his tongue to scrape it.

“Yuck! I can’t believe you did that! Hahah! You kissed Sonic~ You kissed Sonic!~ Hahah!” Charmy rolled back and forth on his curved spine and mocked Vector, as he glared and started shouting at him.

“I was in character! That’s more than YOU can say! Cry baby!”

The two started mini-fighting.

“Who are you calling a cry baby, big lips!”

“Both of you! Stop it!” Espio appeared and pulled the two apart, closing his eyes to keep relatively a calm demeanor, but was failing at it…

“If we don’t do something now, the whole plan will be ruined!”

“What ruined plan?”

The three jolted in their spots, before slowly looking up to a tree branch, freaking out as they realized Sonic was laying on a branch, one hand up to hold up his head and a leg up for style.

“I figured no woman could be that ugly and forward about it.” Sonic winked to Vector.

Vector was so embarrassed that it came out as rage, jumping up and shaking a fist at Sonic and shouting out random lines of insults and defenses, making Sonic close his eyes and tilt his head, grinning widly in delight at his reaction.

He then looked to Charmy and Espio. “What’s going on? Someone hire you to keep me put?”

“Uh.. T-that’s classified.” Espio quickly put two fingers up like a ninja in front of his face, ducking his head and closing his eyes, as if trying to mask his emotions… but he twitched his eyebrow and still sweat in panic…

“W-we’ll never talk!” Charmy flew up and flailed defiantly, as Sonic smiled as any friend would and shrugged.

“Oh well. But I warn you. I’m not easily distracted~” as if declaring a dare, he smirked and took off.

The three shot up and worriedly, in a frenzy, went after him.

After a billion failed attempts that Sonic enjoyed immensely of keeping him distracted or at least keeping up with him, the three were exhausted by the time Sonic had finally stopped for them.

“Give up yet?” he folded his arms, looming over their exhausted, flattened, and overlapping dog-pile bodies with a look of triumphant on his face.

“Alright. We give.” Vector admitted, as Charmy continued, hanging off Espio’s body, who was laying with his back on top of Vector, on his belly.

“Amy hired us… she’s in the east Green Meadow Zone…” Charmy panted, then whined out as he dipped his head.

“W-…We didn’t necessarily fail..” Espio tried to comfort his team. “After all, he is late now.”

“Ah!” Vector thrust himself up, causing the two to roll off of him. “That’s right! We did succeed! Haha! We did it! He’s late!” Vector outstretched his arms up in belated victory.

“..Huh? Late?” Sonic was now highly interested, “What’s this all about? Spill already!” He looked a little annoyed he was so out of the loop. (pun intended)

“Right this way~” Vector zipped up and marched happily with his hand gesturing to the area.

The two also followed, but drooped their shoulders forward and sighed, wearily. Charmy’s little wings still flapped to keep him hovering up and down in the air, poor thing..~

Finally, as they entered the meadow, a huge table and decorations were set up, but no one was there.

Sonic spread out himself and looked amazed, “What..?”

“SURPRISE!” Many friends popped out and had typical party items before the music was formed through technologically forming from a square box.

It boomed as everyone gathered around Sonic.

“H-hey… Is this a party?”

He nervously looked around, a little startled.

Vector, Espio, and Charmy sneaked away as Amy handed them their due rewards and the three danced and sprayed the money around, before quickly ducking down and gathering it up as soon as possible. Taking wind into consideration…

Amy approached Sonic as the crowd stepped away to let her through, “I threw this party to celebrate the first time I met you, Sonic! I hired Team Chaotix and asked all your friends to come! Because it was by meeting you I was able to meet them! And with one friendship made…” she took his hand and pulled him into the center of the crowd. “Many more are formed!” she threw her arms up, as the crowd cheered for Sonic, and lifted him up in a type of mosh-pit, and threw him up and down.

He felt uncomfortable, before seeing her sweet smile and returning it.

He pumped his fists up, “Then let’s party! Friends and all!”

“Yeeeahhh!!”

They danced around each other before Amy admitted she threw in a slow song, and although it took some friendly shoving…

Sonic danced with Vector. (JK!) He totally had a slow dance with Amy~ To thank her, obviously, haha! Why else would he? right? G-gotta go! (sonic channel tag tease reference, lol!)

(LOL, I can’t get over what Vector did either XD Such a method actor!)

[fallen029]

Parenthood: Beach Retreat.6

"Now Erza," Makarov said as he stared into the communication lacrima. "You are a hundred percent certain that everything is going fine on your front?"

"A hundred percent," the swordswoman said as she craftily positioned herself in front of the crystal-like ball, as to not give him a clear view of the chaos going on behind her. "The guild is in tip top-"

"Master!" he heard a yell from somewhere behind the woman that sounded an awful lot like Happy. "Don't listen to her! She's a tyrant! Come-"

"Quiet, Happy," a more hushed voice of Natsu no doubt silenced the Exceed. "If you don't, she might punish us again."

Makarov blinked in surprise as, even with his shoddy hearing, he'd been able to depict what they were saying. Erza sent a glare over her shoulder before looking once more at the lacrima.

"I assure you, Master, that they are overly exaggerating," the woman said. "I merely have…dealt with the indolence that has taken over the guild as of late. That is all. If anything, you should thank me."

It took some more blinking before the man said slowly, "W-Well, I suppose-"

"In short, Master," Erza finished, "I am rather busy here. Things must be attended to. You have taken our main barmaid and, well, Lucy just isn't holding up in her place."

"I'm holding up just fine!" came the yell over Lucy from somewhere in the background.

"She's broke five pitchers the first day," came Happy's retort. "And you don't even wanna know how many beers she spilled-"

"Shut it, cat!"

"As I said, Master," Erza reiterated. "There is much to do. So if that's all-"

"Just," the old man said, "be careful not to do too much harm to the guildhall. Please. I don't know how many times the lot can bounce back."

"Underst-" A loud crash cut her off. "Lucy!"

"It was Happy's fault! He flew into me!"

"Na-ah. She walked into me!"

And then the lacrima went dead. Which, actually, was for the better, as there was a knocking at the old man's bedroom door then.

"Master," he heard Mirajane call out on the other side. "Are you napping?"

"No, my dear," he sighed as he moved to put the lacrima away. "You may come in. I was just speaking with Erza."

"Oh, really?" Swinging the door open then, Mira poked her head in. "And how are things then?"

"Well, considering."

"Considering?"

"That you and I are not there to keep everyone in line. Make sure things stay in order."

With a grin, the woman said simply, "Well, Erza had to get her feet wet eventually."

"Something tells me that this is the most wet they will be getting," he sighed. "Then again, I think we all knew that from the start, didn't we?"

"Hmmm?"

"I hear you and Laxus. Not to mention I've only raised the boy." With the lacrima back in his bag, the elderly man turned to face her. "He's always thought that I was handing the guild over to him. And you haven't helped things by furthering the idea."

"Well, you are, aren't you?"

Makarov didn't say. Only asked, "What was it that you needed then? Hmmm?"

"Nothing really," she said slowly. "Just to make sure you're up. Laxus and the other guys went out to train. I think Lisanna went along. Nate, Pike, and Mace are here though if you wanna help me watch them."

"I suppose I could," he said slowly. "I take it I missed breakfast?"

"Well, yes, but I saved you some, Master," she was quick to say. "Of course."

"Of course," he repeated as he slowly followed her out of the room. "I could have made my own breakfast-"

"Master, you don't even do that at home."

It was true. He didn't. Not anymore. On days that she worked up at the guild, she'd always drop by his house before going to the hall to open, so that she could make him something quick. And days that she was off, well, she still got up around sunrise typically, just to go over there and make sure he had something to eat. The same was true with lunch. And dinner. If she wasn't there to make or bring it to him, she made sure one of her siblings were.

The past few months hadn't been great for the man, if he was going to be honest with himself. Which, at the moment, he wasn't. At all.

"And? I could," he grumbled. "If I wanted."

Mirajane, used to the grumpy side the man had sprouted as of late, only hummed. "Of course, Master."

"I could."

"Of course."

"Treat me like I can't care for myself," he complained. "Who do you think you are?"

"I'm only trying to help."

"You're always only trying to help. Cut it out. I- Careful where you throw that, boy." His attention was shifted onto his grandchildren as, when he and Mirajane got to the living room, he was almost struck by a tennis ball that the boys were playing fetch with the dog with.

"Nathan," Mirajane complained at the sight. "You know better than to throw things in the house. And Ever, you're supposed to be watching them."

"I am watching them," she said from the couch where she was flipping through a magazine. "I'm just not disciplining them."

"This is your friend's house, you know, " the other woman pointed out, but Ever just waved her off.

"G'amps." Pike grinned over from his blocks at the sight of the man. "Play?"

"He's gotta eat breakfast first, baby," Mira said as, at the sight of the other two, Ever saw her opportunity to get out of there and took it. "Then you guys can play."

Pike didn't like this idea and got up to follow the man into the kitchen. Makarov was more than happy to take him while Nathan was more than glad to have him go. Mace was the only other one in the room vying for Mirajane's attention then (the dog had run off to go find that ball) and, well, that was just swell.

Nate felt like making it less of a treasure hunting day and more of a Mirajane day. She was pretty great, after all.

When she came over to him, he just led her right over to his toy cars (Mace was technically playing with those too, but they were actually his cars as Nate hadn't been too into sharing that day) and pulled her down.

"Here, Mommy." He shoved a car in her hand. "You can play with me. Use this car. Okay?"

Grinning, she leaned down to kiss his head before looking over at Mace.

"Did you get new cars?" she asked when she saw an unfamiliar one in his hand. With Nathan, that wouldn't have stood out as the boy had a high number of toy cars. Mace though only had a few (they weren't really his favorite; he just pretended for Nathan) and the bright yellow one in shi hand stood out to her. "Mace?"

"This one," he said, holding it up proudly. "Daddy got it for me when I asked. I like it."

"I do too," she giggled as Nathan only frowned.

"It's okay," the blonde haired boy said. "I guess."

"I think it's more than okay," Mira told her nephew who only giggled. "I think it's great."

Nate didn't agree, but he also didn't wanna start off their play by arguing with Mira. That wouldn't get him anywhere good.

"What do you boys wanna do today?" she asked as both of them got very interested in rolling their cars around on the carpet. "Just this? Or more treasure hunting?"

A day or two had passed and, while running around in pirate's beards had grown tired, searching for that dang treasure hadn't.

Yet. Mirajane figured that it was quickly becoming that way.

"I wanna play cars forever," Nate told her. Mace glanced up with wide, blue eyes at that. Mirajane only shook her head at him to let him know that there was no way that was happening.

For the rest of them, anyhow.

"Mmmm," Mirajane hummed. "I think I want to have a low energy day. Just sit around the house. Okay with you guys?"

Duh. Did Nate not just tell her that they'd be playing cars all day?

Mace though only nodded.

"I wanna build a fort," he told her. "A big fort. Make the whole house a fort!"

Through a chuckle, Mirajane said, "Maybe we can't go that far, but we'll definitely get a fort done today."

Well, they would. Because Laxus returned from the training session before the others, dragging an annoyed Lisanna along with him.

"What's this then?" Mirajane asked with a giggle as they showed up. She'd taken the boys out into the front yard to play tag and, at the sight of her husband, only smiled. "You getting too old, Lax? To keep up with the others? Had to come home early?"

"Ha ha," he said as Lisanna, having a long walk to terms with her fate, only took over with the children, allowing Laxus to grab Mirajane's arm and haul her off back towards the house. "You're so funny, demon."

"What are we doing?"

"We," he said as she took note of just how sweaty and nasty he was, "are going to go take a shower."

"Uh-huh. But why?"

"Because we're going out, demon. You? You could go out how you are right now. Me? Me, I couldn't. And as my wife, if I'm not ready, you're not ready."

"I don't remember that being in the vows."

"Late edition."

"Mmmmm."

"Come on then." He grinned at her, teeth showing through. "I feel like I need a good scrubbin'."

"You do know this isn't our house, right?"

And that got him to stop, just as they entered it. That wouldn't be a problem, really, had they had not been with all the others. Thinking, Laxus said, "We'll lock the door."

"Dragon. Don't be nasty."

Huffing, he dropped her hand. "Well what then, Mira? You expect me to clean myself by myself."

"Well, you are grown."

"Get ready, anyhow," he decided as he set out. "For a day out. With the Thunder God."

"Sounds fancy."

"Not nearly."

He was quick about it, his shower. And when he was finished, he headed to his and Mira's room to get ready.

She was waiting, seated on the edge of the bed while doing so. At the sight of him, she grinned.

"So," she prompted as he headed over to the dresser in the room, where he'd sat a bottle of cologne. "Where are we going? Exactly?"

"Places, demon. Many places. Wherever your weird, demonic heart desires."

"Can we go get ice cream?"

"Sure."

"And we don't have to bring the kids?" She was mostly shocked by that one. "Or anyone?"

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Got it all worked out, woman." Again, she got a toothy grin. "You should know by now that your dragon don't plan things and have them fall through."

"Of course I know. It's your greatest quality."

"That, Mira, would be you."

"Awe."

"Now come on." He went to go offer her his arm, which she took with a giggle. "We got a day to spend together."

This had not been run by Nate. Or Pike. Or Mace for that matter, but he was much more willing because, yeah, he loved Laxus and Mirajane to death, but Lisanna was good too. She was his aunt as well.

But Nate and Pike, well, Lisanna was okay, but she was no Mommy. Not to them anyways.

"No," Nathan said when his mother and father came back out off the house, both dressed then to go out. He was supposed to be running from Mace, who was it, but tag be damned, Laxus was not going to take his mother away. Not that day. Not any day. "You can't. Mommy, no! You were playing. You have to keep playing!"

"Nathan," Lisanna sighed from where she was trying to keep Pike blissfully unaware of what was going on (the boy had horrible separation anxiety). "I don't like it anymore than you do, but-"

"Nate," Mirajane sighed, separating from Laxus to go and gently pat the boy on the head. "You know I love you."

"Then stay."

"But I love Daddy too."

"Gross."

"Nathan-"

"The demon's coming with me, brat," Laxus growled, glaring over at the boy. "And you're gonna stay with Lisanna. Get over it."

"Laxus," Mira groaned as Pike finally started to catch onto what was going on. Without much thought, he plopped right down onto the front lawn and began to sob. "Oh, Pike."

"This," the slayer grumbled at the sight as Mace, left with far too many people to tag (they were everywhere), only stood there in indecision, "is why we should have just left by the backdoor."

"I wouldn't leave without telling them," Mira complained. "I mean, come on, Lax."

"Here, Pike." Going over to his youngest, Laxus lifted him into his arms. "You're gonna go inside, huh? I think I saw Gramps in the kitchen, making a snack. Do you like snacks?"

He liked his mother and father a lot better, but sure.

As Laxus went off to distract the boy with food, Mirajane got busy pretending to play tag with the boys again until he got back. Lisanna, who knew how her sister's children acted when their parents were away, was not looking forward to it in the slightest.

Nathan didn't like it any better either when Laxus came back without Pike and only went to whisk Mirajane away, off on their adventure. Poop. It was pure poop.

Mira didn't even like Laxus as much as she liked him. Of that, Nate was sure.

Still, she just gave him and Mace each a kiss to the head and promised to be home later.

"I'll bring you home a treat," she offered to which Laxus only grunted before patting both boys on the head.

"Behave for your aunt." Then he glanced at Lisanna. "Your other one, I mean. Give this one hell."

Of course.

"Shut up, Laxus," Lisanna complained as Mace giggled and Nate only glared at her.

Don't get the boy wrong; he loved his Aunt Lisanna. A whole bunch.

But did he like her? Heck no.

It was pretty mutual, actually.

As far as he was concerned.

"Let's go now." Mira even waved at the boys before going to grab her husband's arm and be the one dragging him off for once. "See you later. Be good."

But Nate didn't wanna be good. And he only stood there, fuming as he watched them walk down the road and off into the sunset to be happy and without him.

Bah!

At least his doggy loved him…wherever his doggy was.

Huh. Maybe he should look into that.

"Okay," Lisanna said after it was clear the pair was gone. "Boys, did you wanna get back to playing? Or did you wanna go inside and see what Master and Pike are up to? And maybe pawn you off on Evergreen?"

"We wanna play with you." Mace loved Lisanna. A whole lot. And, with a grin, he rushed over to hug her.

"Awe. That's so-"

"You're it!" And then, even though he loved her, Mace took off running as Nate, with a chance to show up Lisanna, did so as well.

"Ha ha." Nate got out of his funk just like that, giggling at the sight of his aunt glaring at them. "No one really loves you, Lisanna."

"Shut up, Nathan."

"No! And come catch me! Bet you can't!"

Ugh. How was it that she was the one without children, yet constantly got stuck watching children?

Honestly?

She felt like Freed or something.

Which was rather ironic, considering at the moment, he felt as if he was being forced into her role. Or at least the one she'd taken over from him. Namely, Freed was on Bickslow duty.

"Did you see? Did you see? Huh?"

And sometimes, that was just like watching young children. If not worse.

"Yes, Bickslow," the man sighed. "I saw you flip off the tree branch."

"It was perfect! Stuck the landing! Didn't I, babies?"

"Yes, Papa," they all cooed. "Yes!"

"Bickslow, please," Freed sighed. "I have tired of watching all your acrobatics. In fact, I tired of them ten years ago. So if you would-"

"Ha!" Elfman rushed over and, to Bickslow's surprise, lifted him up above his head. "You think flips are manly? This is manly!"

"Hey, put me down man," the seith growled. "I order you! Babies, atta- Ow! You guys are hitting me!"

"Watch it," Elfman grumbled as green lasers hit him in his sides. "I'm just proving my manliness!"

"No one was talking about manliness!"

"Ooh," Freed groaned as he only put a hand to his head. "Laxus, in your infinite wisdom, why did you leave me with the two of them?"

Uh, because he and his demon needed alone time. Duh.

There was no calming Elfman and Bickslow back down though. They'd waited all day for Laxus to get gone so that they could finally goof off. There was no amount of Freed's complaining that would put a stop to them.

Recognizing this, Freed easily ditched them and headed back for the house. There was not any part of him that wanted to deal with their tomfoolery. There had to be something at the house that would be better for him than that. Something productive.

"Count to…um…ten, okay? Then come look."

He found that something in the most childlike game ever.

Hide-and-seek.

"There is no way," Freed complained to Mace, "that you will have adequate time to hide by the time I reach that number. Why would you pick such a low time frame?"

Nate only blinked at him. "You're a whiner."

"I am not! I am only saying-"

"Freed, just count," Ever called from wherever she was in the house. "I'm tired of hearing you argue over the rules."

"I'm not arguing, I'm just-"

"Then I'll be it," Mace decided as they stood in one of the halls of the huge place. "So go hide. And don't get lost, Pike."

Oh, he wouldn't. He was gonna follow Nate everywhere he went, like usual.

You know, until the older boy yelled at him and told him to scram, that he was going to get them caught, which would only make his baby brother cry and ruin everything.

The usual.

Lisanna though had taken her leave and had gone down to the beach to spend some time by herself. Out there though, she found that she wasn't alone.

"Here you are," she sighed as she found Mirajane's mutt resting in the sand, panting slightly. "What have you been doing?"

Chasing birds, peeing on rocks, living life to the fullest.

With a giggling, the woman went to take a seat next to the old dog and rub his belly some. He liked that. A lot.

"You're so silly," she said as he wagged his tail some, but didn't move otherwise. Living life to the fullest sometimes meant taking a nice, long rest.

Maybe until the tide came back in and bothered him.

Or until Mirajane called for him to come inside for some food.

Either or.

Whichever happened first.

It was while she was out there, purposely avoiding going back into the house and being dragged into a game of hide-and-seek, that Bickslow showed back up.

"Lissy! What are you doing out here with that beast?"

"You can calm down," she said as he walked down the beach to join her. "He's too tired to bother the babies."

"Still. Memories linger."

"Mmmm. You stink."

"You can't even smell me yet."

"Yeah. Yet." Pointing as he came ever closer, she said, "Go rinse off in the ocean before you come over here."

"Lisanna-"

"It's the only way."

"But I'm in my gear!"

"Take it off."

He pushed up his visor. "Hey now, what exactly are you-"

"Down to your boxers, dummy."

"What if I'm not wear-"

"Bickslow."

"Fine," he groaned as he began first with shedding his cloak. "But I'll have you know that you don't always smell that great either."

"Offense."

"Truth."

Only once he was laying there in his skivvies, soaked to the bone and Mohawk looking a wreck did Lisanna allow him to sit with her.

"Mmmm. I think we should leave Fairy Tail."

"Oh yeah?" He didn't lift his head from where it was resting in the sand, the water causing it all to stick to his limbs. "And do what?"

"Bum it. Out on the beach."

"Babe, if you couldn't deal with my stench a minute ago, you try livin' on a beach for a few days and then come talk to me."

Frowning down at him, she asked, "Did you just call me babe?"

"That might have left my lips, yes. Or completely awesome ruler of my life. One or the other."

"Not sure how the two could be confused, but sure."

Opening his eyes then and turning his head to the side, he said, "I'd have to stock up first."

"On?"

"Hair gel. That stuff ain't cheap, babe."

"There you go again."

"I meant supreme ruler of the world."

"Uh-huh."

Grinning at her, he resisted to stick his tongue out, if only to avoid getting a mouth full of sand in it. "Leavin' Fairy Tail's a tad harsh though, yeah? And for such a worthless cause. I dunno… Maybe pretend to take jobs and actually be out there bummin' it instead?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"And go home to Mirajane and Laxus when we get tired of it and let them take care of us for a bit?"

"I assumed that was implied, so of course."

He snickered then as his babies took to resting in different spots. From in the sand, to on his back, and on Lisanna's lap, they had a lot to choose from.

"I still wanna find some fireworks, you know," he told her. "And your stupid brother won't let me play billiards without him and it ain't fair."

"Why's that a problem?"

"Because I can't beat him!"

"I don't think you understand what fairness is."

"And I think you don't understand how little I care."

For a minute they had a stare off and Lisanna had a flash of that past fear she had, when the two first began hanging out, back when they were just friends. She always worried that he might try to, like, take her over or something. It was part of the thrill, really, of staring into his eyes. Though it had died down a ton, it never really went away.

Because Bickslow was fun with her. He was playful. And sure, a lot of the time, when they were alone, they were a bit stoned, but he was still, at his core, downright brutal. She'd seen him in battle. He took no prisoners. Only souls.

"Fine," he groaned as he broke first, just for her. Looking off, he said, "I'll keep playing your brother and losing. If that's what you want."

"That's not exactly it, but I appreciate the effort."

"I try."

"I know."

Shutting his eyes and mouth once more, Bickslow thought for a moment or two before asking, "Did Laxus tell you what he and Mira would be doing today? I mean, it's still super early. What could they possibly do all day?"

"Why do you wanna talk about them? I mean, come on, surely our lives are more exciting than that," she insisted. "To spend it talking about my sister and her husband is just…odd. Right? I think. We used to talk about a lotta other stuff."

Kinda. He mostly just used to listen to her bitch about life and she'd pretend to be entertained by his views of the world. But if that counted, sure.

"We've grown up, Lissy," he told her. "We've changed."

"We have not changed."

"Have too."

"Have not."

"Grown stagnant."

"Gross."

"It's true."

"Is not."

"Just face it."

"I refuse."

"You don't get that option sometimes."

"Well, how do we reverse it then?"

"Mmmm…" Pushing up then, he stared over at her. "What's the most immature thing you could think of doing right now?"

She tilted her head up at the sky and thought. "Um…fighting incessantly over something stupid and then screaming that we hate each other, not talking for a week, and then having nonstop sex sounds like something we used to do."

"Lissy, I think you confused us with your brother and Ever."

"Oh yeah." Then she shrugged, looking back down at him. "Well, they're pretty immature on a regular basis and that's like their main shtick these days."

"Meh. It's not so immature now as it's just old and boring,," he pointed out. "Plus, I don't know if you know this, but going without you for a week kinda puts a damper on my whole mood."

"I thought you were the dark brooding knight anyhow?"

"Dark," he complained. "I have never said anything about brooding."

"Uh-huh."

"Anyhow, I just don't think that fits us."

"We could go crash Laxus and Mirajane's date," she offered. "I swear we used to do that all the time."

"Again, not us. That was Freed."

"Oh yeah."

"You just block out all of the things that we do together, kid, or-"

"Oh, I know." She shook her head in annoyance that she hadn't realized it before. "Duh. We used to just get drunk at the bar or your apartment and then sleep it off until you had a job or I had to work or even just blow those off."

"Mmmm." He nodded. "That totally sounds like us."

"And completely immature."

"Completely."

"Sometimes we'd smoke too."

"Yeah, you got me in major trouble with that from the boss a few times."

"And go camping. A lot."

"I think we were trying to find ourselves or some bull like us."

"No, I think we mostly just did it to piss my sister off."

"Again, that was you."

"Or, oh, I know, I could complain about Laxus and how much he's ruining my life-"

"And I could capitalize on it by getting tons and tons of sex out of it while hardly listening to you anyhow."

They grinned at one another then.

"That," Lisanna agreed. "Definitely sounds like the old us."

"The immature us."

"Which we're totally not now."

"Nope."

"I mean, now we divide our time between babysitting-"

"Totally not immature."

"-and searching for fireworks."

"Again, not immature."

"And fine, a lot of smoking and drinking-"

"But not so much that it impedes on normal life."

"No way."

"My body's getting too old for that."

"And it's not even worth it now that it doesn't freak Mirajane out."

"So it's settled then?"

"Yep."

Again, they just stared at one another.

"Uh, Lissy-"

"Hmmm?"

"What did we just settle on again?"

"W-Well…I guess to go out and drink and smoke and complain about life or something."

"And sex. Lots of sex."

"To get under my sister's skin."

"And bother Laxus."

"And…that sounds really dumb now."

Nodding, he slowly sunk back into the sand.

"I wasn't going to say it if you weren't."

"And a lot of work."

"Loads."

"Mmmm." With a loud, longing sigh, Lisanna said, "I think I like being mature."

"Refined."

"It has a nice feeling to it, doesn't it?"

"Less devious."

"Tons."

"And a lot less getting my ass chewed out by the boss."

"Mmmm."

"So," he started. "You cool with just laying around here for a bit and doing nothing?"

Giving the dog a pat, she said, "Definitely. I mean, what idiot suggested doing something else?"

"Have no idea."

"Completely asinine."

Again, silence fell over them, the sound of the waves and a few distant birds mingling in with the dog's snores, Bickslow's soft breathing, and Lisanna's humming which had hints of each of the five dolls own sounds as they tried to mimic her. It only lasted a few minutes though before Bickslow ventured to speak again.

"But we're still getting the fireworks eventually…right?"

"Of course."

"And…drinking? And smoking? Right?"

"Just not to crazy levels."

"Oh, right, duh."

"I mean, what do we look like? Mirajane and Laxus? Ancient?"

"Just wanted to be sure."

"The day we don't want to find fireworks and set them off for our own amusement is a day I don't want to meet."

Grinning, he finally let his tongue fall and got a good taste of that sand. Around it, he got out, "Me neither."

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