#because he went to the market and saw a toy that would be PERFECT for his son. and he has to set his anger aside. for his boy.

[undercoverangell]

telemachus as a baby probably would have loved 2 yank on his dads beard and mustache... its usually within reach of his very short arms whenever hes being held. and his dad reacts in a way that is probably very funny 2 him.

[bunny-jpeg]

Hi Bunny! Could I request a croissant with a side of mocha coffee & champagne + Fernando please? 🙏🏻

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croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + champagne (sugar daddy au) served by fernando alonso (formula one)!

cw: smut/pwp, daddy issues, age gap (20s/40s), daddy kink, sugar daddy au, breeding kink, pregnancy, bimbo!reader, missionary, fingering

you'd go to visit 'friends' in spain during the off season of formula one, and you'd always come home with some kind of bruise. mostly on your face or knees, your father knew how clumsy you were, and didn't really bother him too much. his poor, simply daughter got another bump and bruise.

you were just happy that fernando's cum didn't stain the front of your shorts.

madrid was beautiful even in january. it wasn't particularly warm, but it wasn't freezing like your father's home across the atlantic. but that just gave you more of a chance to be closer to your lover, fernando alonso.

the much older formula one driver that was working with your father's marketing firm on a new collaboration. it meant you saw a fair bit of fernando when you were 'helping' your father around the office. (your father thought that since you couldn't get into post-secondary that some working experience would bridge the gap!). but, you were doing less organization of paper work and more having the formula one driver fuck you over top of the photocopier. (he even got a photocopy of your pretty tiddies out of it).

the world was such a big place, and you were just a simple girl.

but, you never did have to worry. not with fernando by your side, letting the older man keep you like a perfect little pet. and that meant spending your time in spain, letting the driver just make you feel like the most perfect princess in the world.

the house that fernando lived in was beautiful and gave you plenty of room to explore. you'd be by the pool or snuggled up in front of the large flat screen television.

you were a pretty live in toy that frenando enjoyed nothing more than to fuck the living daylights out of him. currently you were in the bedroom on your back with your sugar daddy crowding your space, with his fingers buried inside of you.

he said softly, "i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me." he knew it riled you up when he mentioned your asshole of a father.

you squirmed and said, "nando! c'mon! no fair?" your back arched a little when he rubbed against the perfect spot. your pretty pains dug into the covers as he continued to finger you.

he shook his head, "no, no. you are just too cute under my thumb. your father gave you your job to keep you busy, but i think that you work harder on your knees then in the office."

you whined, "i'm a good employee."

he leaned in and kissed you on the cheek, leaving a wet mark on your skin, "sure, beautiful. you're the employee of the month." he chuckled as he slipped a third finger in, which made your core throb.

you squirmed a little more and reached for your lover. he went in for a searing kiss which made you moan loudly. you felt your heart batter in your chest as he continued to sink his digits into your pussy. the wet sounds made him hot all over.

"you're so pretty like this." he said as his cock twitched in his boxers as he continued to pleasure you. he licked his lips, "such a dumb little thing, you think you get by because you look so cute. but, just know, you're all mine."

you squeaked and nodded, "yes, daddy."

he took his fingers out of you then slapped your pussy which made you almost cum right there. he got himself out of his underwear soon after and got between your legs. his cock was impressive in size and made your skin burn as you watched him get comfortable between your plush thighs.

you looked up at him and said, "please, daddy. i need you." then kept your eyes on him as he shifted your hips up to meet his cock. he sank into your pretty pussy with relative ease, the entire process made the hair stand up on the back of your neck.

"my pretty princess." he purred, "so beautiful. so good under me, you are so painfully sweet. and stupid." he said as he placed both hands on either side of your body and started to move up against you. he felt the thump of pleasure in his head with every hard thrust.

"i'm not dumb, daddy."

he chuckled and grabbed you by the face to look at him, as he moved against you. he grinned at you, "not when i'm done with you, princess."

fernando was a rough lover, he was the kind of daddy dom who kept you on a tight leash. he had to, you had a habit of getting into trouble. maybe next time he'd get you a collar to yank on when he fucked you.

when he bred you.

that was what this all boiled down to. fernando had to make sure that his special little princess didn't stray too far. it was hard to do that when a plump little baby in your belly. maybe it'll smarten you up to be a mother. your father would be happy that his dumb little daughter married rich.

you whined as he continued to move against you.

fernando felt the sweat drip down his back as he continued to rut into you. the painfully sweet thing that he managed to trap, to keep under his thumb while he reamed your sweet cunt. he could feel his heartbeat in the back of his throat as he moved against you.

"you're so perfect.' he said.

"thank you daddy." you whimpered as you felt hot all over.

he loved it, he loved the control he had over you. the sweet little girl that he found, the place to leave his seed. let it spit into the back of your womb. it all belonged to him.

you whimpered, "please daddy." most sugar daddy's would pay to keep a baby quiet, but not fernando. he'd pay for you to raise his little baby properly. be a good mother and wife. it was a roundabout way of making sure you'd marry him.

he was a possessive old bastard like that, make sure he nabbed himself a pretty young thing he can empty his balls in and watch care for his brats. it was quite a charmed idea.

and you had no idea what was going on. only that it felt good when fernando fucked your cunt with heavy thrusts that made your mind swim.

"so precious.' he said, "and all mine."

you felt the moan get stuck in your throat as you arched your back. you clung to the soft covers of your shared bed and clenched around his dick.

"fuck, pretty girl. my princess." he groaned as he continued his heavy thrusts. your cunt felt like a dream around his cock as he buried it to this hilt, made sure that every inch was snug inside of you. he continued to move you up and down the bed as he fucked you.

with one last heavy thrust, he finished inside of you. you gasped heavily as you felt his cock throb inside of you. he gave it a few more thrusts of his hips before he stopped and relaxed. his shoulders were curved over top of you and panted heavily.

you looked up at him, still feeling a little blissed out. you said softly, "thank you, daddy."

he looked down at you and took in the sight of you. he smiled briefly at you and said, "that's a good girl. remember to take all of it."

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your new years was in spain then became spring in spain, then summer in spain. now you were expecting a baby girl in october and you had a nice ring on your finger.

you spent most of your time around the house, mostly tending to things around it. you rubbed your lower back and soon felt the arms of your husband around your middle.

fernando came closer to kiss you on the cheek, he cupped your swollen middle and said, "how is my beautiful princess?" he melted against you, love the feeling of his child in your womb. he sighed contently as he said, "the most perfect woman." <3

[pbandjesse]

That's the end of my big market weekend! And it was really a great time. Today was a little harder, I felt a little more defeated easier when I wasn't making sales as quickly. But it was still a really productive and lucrative day.

I slept alright last night. I woke up a few times but no nightmares. I told James they should sleep with a teddy bear because their mouth keeps opening while they are sleeping and I don't like it and so they could use the best to keep their chin up. Which is how I sleep with my bear. And I think it worked. Though it has us in a fit of giggles for a little while there.

I woke up a little later then I originally planned but it actually was the perfect amount of time. To get ready. And then to have breakfast. James used the last of the persimmon to make crepes. And they were good. We hung out on the couch for a few minutes. And at 10 we were off.

We had to go to the craft store to get more paper bags first. I read James this insane story about a husband requesting to take a "gaycation" and we were basically in hysterics and we keep quoting the story. I was in a really good mood and I felt happy. It was a happy day.

After the craft store we took the tunnel and went to the museum to print some cards for my table. I was slightly nervous about running late but we weren't at all. We were late to being extra early. And would only be regular early when we got to the parking garage around 11.

The security guard went to let us in but discovered he had locked himself out. Oops. So we had to go to a different door. And went to get set up.

It didn't take long. I had the few bears I made yesterday to close up and got those on the table pretty quickly. I made sure to go around and say hello to other vendors. Kind of get a vibe on how people did yesterday. And they did really well! It was really encouraging to hear others doing so well.

Right around noon when everything officially opened up I went and bought a few small things. Two gifts. A pair of earrings for myself I saw yesterday. It was nice chatting with the people I was buying from. There was some excellent energy today.

But not as many sales. It was a little frustrating after having such an easy time yesterday. Way more parents telling their kids they already have to many stuffies. And a vendor a few spaces down had a free toy box, which I felt like (possibly) didn't help.

I did have some great conversations and lots of people saying lovely things about my work. I had lots of people taking my card and wanting to inquire about commissions and classes. It was still nice. Even if the sales were slow.

It took almost 3 hours before we got $100. But thankfully the last three hours would go a little better. Eventually bringing the weekend total to $1k! Incredible. I am so wildly proud.

I also felt really loved when people came to see us. Jules from the museum came and bought a bear. And she is such a social butterfly and knew some of the other vendors and there was screeching and hugs which was so cute to see. And around 230 Callie came to visit. She would walk around the market for a bit and when she circled back James would go for their own walk and she chilled with me. And we each worked on our own projects and talked a little. She is working on a lino print and I continued to sew. I totally finished 4 frogs today and finished the sewing of 8 bears. It was very productive.

James was so super helpful and supportive today. I could tell they were trying really hard to be supportive and present. They also went and got us lunch which was very good. I was trying very hard to feel happy. My back was hurting pretty bad when I was sitting, and my feet hurt when I was standing. But I was still happy.

I enjoyed people watching. And thinking about how to optimize my work the next few months when I'm not doing markets. I am growing a baby and I am hoping that I can still sit and see when she's here. But I also want to make sure I have a good backlog. It was funny seeing that I had almost every single plush I have with me today. It also makes me want to reassess the studio and how things are organized because I know of can be better. So I will start thinking through that ASAP.

The day was winding down. James told me I needed to make $10 to average $500 each day of this market. And there were a few people I was so sure we're going to buy something and they didn't and that was a bummer. But right before we started closing up someone bought a print and pushed us to the goal!! It was super exciting and I just felt so relieved.

It didn't take long to pack up. I have a really good system and not to many things that need to be put away. I made sure to find the organizer to say thank you for having me. And her and some of the other people from the organization were having a toast so I took some pictures for them. Told them how happy I was and how this was the best/most profitable market I've ever done. And that I am having a baby and won't have another (probably) until after she's here. So this was a wonderful market to go out on. I may still go to that Thursday night farmers market but still. A great way to end the season. Hugs all around.

Me and James walked to the parking garage. I got turned around and took us the wrong way and James teased me about how I can never find the car. But we found it and loaded up all my stuff and went home.

I got a little car sick. Super annoying. I had felt mostly fine all day!! Why was I so nauseous. It made me very upset.

But I was okay. When we got home I changed into soft clothes so James could take what I wore to add to the laundry they wanted to run. We had frozen pizza for dinner. And I played animal crossing for a bit. My stomach still hurts and my back hurt. James would come lay with me and press on my back which helped a bit. But eventually convinced me to get off the couch and go take a shower and that did help.

But I am very tired. And I feel all dried out. My lips are dry. My skin feels tight. I changed my navel ring to a long bar but I will probably have to switch to the soft bar I got for pregnant belly. I am getting really round in the middle. Which is exciting but also. I am slightly afraid that my belly button is going to tear open somehow. So far my stretchmarks are just light and I have been lotioning consistently. But still. I'm scared for my skin. I am keeping an eye for sure.

Now though I am in bed. I think I will get up and pick some outfits for the next couple days. We are going to stay in a cabin this weekend so I will just pick for the next couple days before I pack for that. James will finish the laundry soon and come lay in bed with me and we will sleep.

We have an OB appointment in the morning and then we might go to the new Wicked movie in the afternoon. I think it sounds like a lovely Monday.

I hope you all have a good night's sleep. And a good day tomorrow. Until next time! Goodnight

[youmightaswell]

Die!

Of Lice and Men

I’ve been wanting to write about two seemingly disparate things. But then I thought about how how they relate and came up with the most genius title that would encompass both topics into one essay.

Hear me out: I want to write about how I’ve been paranoid I have lice. I also have wanted to write about a guy I was chatting with on FB dating named Lasha who turned out, well. to be a louse. See what I did there? OF LICE AND MEN! Genius!

And what’s even MORE genius about this title is the story in Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men is about migrant workers and Lasha, is in fact, a migrant worker from Georgia (the country.)

I’ll start out with the lesser disgusting of the two topics: head lice.

Of Lice:

For the last month, at night I feel like my scalp is itching. I chalked it up to dry weather, overwashing or menopause. But then a celeb I follow on Instagram, Jenny Mollen (she is married to actor Jason Biggs) found out she had lice while on a plane! For weeks she had said her scalp itches and she kept showing it to her husband, assistants, etc. Nothing! They all chalked it up to her starting menopause. But then when flying home from LA her assistant saw a tiny bug jump from strand to strand! OMG! She got back to NYC and had already scheduled the pricey LicEnders to come to her house, spend painstaking hours treating her hair, her kids’ hair and her husband’s hair long with their staff’s. She also had to have her whole apartment treated.

But it makes sense she got lice - she had two young school-aged children. There is NO reason for me to think I have lice but now I am super paranoid. I can’t really see my whole scalp and live alone. Who could I ask to view my scalp?

So I googled how to kill (imaginary) lice and coated my head in oil and slept like that. I knew this would kill any lice but not their eggs and so if I really did have lice I”d need a nitpicker. Anyway, I washed the oil out and maybe it was a placebo but I felt better.

I had forgotten all about my imaginary lice but then randomly a friend jokingly said he believes a friend of mine he hates – she’s clean but disheveled – had lice. I was like WTF? I”ve been silently obsessing about lice for weeks and he mentioned it. I told him the whole story and he told me I was nuts. I did not have lice. (When he visits I will make him look at my scalp.)

Anyway, I took it as a SIGN maybe I do have lice. I really don’t want to fork over hundreds of dollars just for a LicEnders evaluation. So I bought three lice treatments from the pharmacy and this weekend gave myself one and then used the nit comb to go over ever part of my scalp hair. Nothing came out. There is NOTHING! The verdict is I am insane and paranoid. I have phantom, imaginary lice.

I am trying to put the thought out of my head but have two more treatments I could try… I am also waiting for any friend I can trust to visit to look at my scalp.

Of Men

Well, how do lice and men relate to each other? This man I am about to write about is a louse.

I am not on dating sites per se but have always kept FB Dating because long ago FB set up a profile for me automatically. I keep it open and rarely check in on the daily likes and notes men leave. But this Thanksgiving break I was board so went into it and started swiping. Almost everyone was a no but there was one guy who was super cute. His name is Lasha.

He had sent me a note saying how pretty I was and how I am perfect. He wanted to take me on a date. He said he had no children and had come to the US just to make money. He was living close by.

I toyed with the idea of meeting him the Wed before Thanks because it was a rare night my dog was in boarding and I could go out. So for a few days we chatted back and forth and what kept me going chatting with him even after I found out he had just come here six months ago from Georgia (the country) was that he mentioned one of his many jobs was to tend to bees to sell honey at farmer’s markets.

I just moved to a new apartment, one with two roof decks. The one on my private side had extremely aggressive bees. I suspect there is a huge hive in my gutter. The mgmt co will not have the exterminator do searching and removal. Luckily come fall all the bees died – there were dead bees all over my window sills. But I know they will be coming back to their hive come spring.

Anyway, I talked with Lasha about this as he is fully versed on bees and said he could come look for the hive and it can be safely rehomed in winter when the bees are not there.

I did not want to let a stranger know my address so when he kept pushing for a meeting for coffee it seems fine but I told him I’d need his full name.

Once I got it I quickly found his FB profile. His profile picture had two women - one he was kissing and the other a teen who looked like him.

I scanned down on his posts and even though they were in another language, I translated them and daily he’d say how much he loves and misses his wife and daughter!

So I asked who the women in his picture were and he was shocked I could figure out he was married with a kid!

So I asked why he was on a dating site if he was “happily” married and why he lied about having a kid. He said he is only looking for friends and I misunderstood him.

I keep the receipts always so screenshotted his opening a week before saying how beautiful I was, how he wanted to date me…

He then said, ok, if I am being honest I would be interested in having a serious relationship with you while I am in the US - I will likely be here a year. LOL! I told him I had no interest in being part of his extra-marital activities and that in the future he should be honest about all that up front so NO ONE GETS HURT. I said that very ominously and within seconds he deleted his profile.

I hate when men underestimate me and especially something as simple as the power of Google.

I had taken screenshots just in case, but I like to think I did a mitzvah to all women on the site. he will hopefully think twice about trying to cheat - at least online. And just like that I washed that louse right out of my hair.

[genshin-impact-writings]

Zhongli and “ you're worthy of my love. “, pretty please 🥰

Hey there! Thank you so much for your request, I really missed writing for Zhongli and I feel like this prompt was the perfect choice for him. I really hope you like what I came up with! <3 Pls don't let this flop again.

Prompt: “You’re worthy of my love.”

I could hold you for a million years – Zhongli x gn!reader

From the window, you had a perfect view over the busy streets of Liyue Harbour. You could see couples and groups of friends wandering around, no particular destination in mind as they occasionally stopped to take a look at the various goods from merchants that came here from all over Teyvat, or study the daily recommendations from the different restaurants scattered across the area. There were children, too, proudly showing off their new toys while their parents tried not to lose sight of them in the crowd. 

A smile flashed over your face, a sad, almost melancholic smile that made your heart ache and your eyes burn with unshed tears. Silly, you thought to yourself, this is so, so silly. After all, this was nothing more than a normal day in Liyue, and you had seen all of these things countless times before. And yet, you couldn’t help but get upset whenever you watched the hustle and bustle of your hometown the past few days. 

You didn’t even know exactly when it started – when the realization had kicked in that the prospering city you saw every day had been carefully built up by the God everyone deemed dead now. Over thousands and thousands of years, with the help of his people, Rex Lapis had made Liyue what it was today: an international economical center and the most beautiful city you had ever seen. Even now, after the Rite of Parting, some people still prayed for Rex Lapis’ blessings before opening up a store or making an investment, even though they knew very well that it wasn’t on him anymore to bestow wealth and success upon them. 

With a quiet sigh, you turned away from the window. Sometimes, it was hard to comprehend that the man falling asleep next to you every night was the same one who had fought countless battles in the past, not only to protect this land but also to ensure the peoples’ safety and give them the possibility to build themselves a life without having to live in fear. That it was indeed Rex Lapis who looked at you with amber eyes full of adoration and love whenever he thought you didn’t notice or who kissed you each morning before leaving for work at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Yes, he had given up his Gnosis as well as his position as one of the Seven, and he called himself by a different name now, trying to live an ordinary life and leave the past behind, but all of this didn’t change the fact that he was still a God. And sometimes, it was just hard to believe that someone like you deserved to be loved by this amazing man. 

“Ah, there you are.”

The soft, silky voice snapped you out of your thoughts. When you turned around, you saw Zhongli leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed in front of his chest, an amused smile playing around the corners of his mouth. You smiled back, hoping that he would never realize what went through your head just a couple of moments ago. “Hey there. How was your day?”

“Nothing out of the ordinary, to be honest” Zhongli replied with a shrug that seemed so out of place for someone like him that you had to fight back a chuckle. “Just Hu Tao being Hu Tao. She came up with a new marketing strategy for the funeral parlor. You surely can imagine how ridiculous her proposals were.”

You nodded but you already felt your mind wandering off again. It wasn’t the first time that you wondered how someone like Rex Lapis – Zhongli, you corrected yourself – had ended up in an employment relationship with Wangsheng. Was it simply because he had so much knowledge about Liyuan customs and rites? Or had he just taken the very first job he had come across after stepping down from his position as the Geo Archon? 

It was almost funny how you had never wondered about these things before. 

“(Y/N)… what’s wrong?”

You looked up, meeting his gaze and flinching slightly when you noticed the genuine concern in his amber colored eyes. “Um… nothing. Why would there be something wrong?”

 “You’re completely lost in your thoughts quite often these days,” he said as he made his way over to you to place his hands on your shoulders. “This isn’t like you at all, and I can’t help but worry that perhaps I did something to upset you.”

You froze. Maybe you weren’t as good at hiding your sorrows as you had thought. But what were you supposed to say now? You couldn’t admit that you were feeling like you weren’t worthy of his love, could you? Surely, he would start putting the blame of himself, assuming that he didn’t do enough to make you feel loved when in reality, he had never given you any reason to doubt his feelings for you. And it wasn’t like you thought that he wasn’t in love with you. No, this was more about the fact that you sometimes felt like you didn’t deserve that love. But how could you explain that to him?

“It’s nothing, really,” you mumbled and shook your head. “At least nothing you should be concerned about. It’s not important.”

Zhongli sighed. “Darling, if it’s bothering you like this, it is important. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to but please know that I’m always here for you. You don’t need to sort everything out for yourself.”

“It’s just… lately, I’ve been really aware of who you actually are.”

“And by that you mean-?”

“Morax, Rex Lapis, the God of Contracts and so on,” you clarified and tried to smile but failed miserably. “And I guess it just made me realize that I am not at all special or anything. I’m just an ordinary mortal who happened to run into you at the docks.”

There was a long silence after that. Zhongli had turned away from you, staring out of the window and down on the streets of Liyue. It was obvious that your confession had made him uncomfortable, and you already wished you had just kept your mouth shut, but when you quietly uttered an apology, he turned back to you, amber eyes flashing with something you couldn’t quite explain. “Is that truly how you feel about this? How you feel about – us?” 

You squirmed but nodded nevertheless. “It’s not like I don’t believe that you love me,” you quickly added, “because I know that you care about me. But sometimes I can’t help but wonder why you would choose someone like me. I’m nothing more than an ordinary, boring mortal.”

“As much as I dislike disagreeing with you, my darling, I’m afraid you’re very much in the wrong here,” he replied softly as he reached out to trace the outline of your face with his fingertips. “You are so much more than this. You are astounding, in every way a person can be. You are the reason why I can look ahead with joy instead of dwelling on the past and the memories of friends who are long gone. You are everything to me. So, please, believe me when I say this: You are worthy of my love. There’s no one I’d rather be with. And nothing is ever going to change how I feel about you.”

You stared back at him, once again mesmerized by the fact that he could always figure out the right words so easily. If you were the one who had to reassure him, well, you likely would have struggled to even form a proper sentence. But Zhongli had managed to make you feel a whole lot better in a matter of minutes with just a couple of words, and while you knew that your doubts probably would never go away completely, you at least could be sure that he would always be there to comfort you. 

“Come here,” he said fondly as he wrapped his arms around you. Without any hesitation, you snuggled up against him as if you truly could hide from the entire world in his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck. “I love you,” you mumbled.

“Not as much as I love you, darling.”

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[ihaveafandom-problem554]

Hey, could I request a upper three x milf reader. Like she's rui's human møther replacement, but she genuinely cares for her family. Shw calls oni her little 'koibito', or her sweetheart, and spoils all of her 'children' when she goes down to the village with sweet treats to make and little toys?

I read this so many times with the biggest smile on my face.

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Older Spider Brother = Ani (It was the name I found on the Wiki)

Older Spider Sister = Ane ( Her name was actually Ane not Oni, I might go back to naming her Oni though-), Koibito (Sweetheart)

Ok lets just say Ani can switch from his spider form to a human-looking form

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You exited the small market filled with your koibito's favorite pastries and sweets as you entered another market, this time filled with Ani's favorite snacks.

This continued until you had everyone's favorite snack or play thing.

Straight to the woods you went after finishing buying everyone’s desires. You lived near the Mountain where it was rumored to have demons.

Anyone who walked in never came back out.

Who ever did later died days later, their last words being

"I was disturbing their perfect family"

You only smiled at the thought of it happening to you. Your smile getting bigger at the words 'perfect family'.

You stopped walking once you reached a hot spring with clean spider themed kimono sitting next to it. You placed the treat filled bags under a tree as you took off your current kimono. Now undressed, you took a short bath in the hot spring to wash off all the wisteria from your body.

Once finished, you put on your spider kimono and grabbed the bags and proceed to walk towards your house.

And Once you open the door, the first thing you heard was-

“WOULD YOU STOP EATING MY SNACKS YOU FREAK!” Your spider daughter yelled at her older spider brother. Ani’s only response was to spit his poison at her and laugh. Thank goodness Ane missed just barely.

“WHAT THE HELL YOU PRICK!? THIS ISN’T FUNNY” Ane yelled. “Ani, What have I said about using your poison in the house? And apologize to your sister” You say as you walked inside.

Ani scoffed, “Why should I? She called me a freak-OW” he screamed as he turn into his more human like form to touch is head that just got backhand slapped. 

“OW! What was that for!?”

“Apologize to your sister, like your dear mother had ask.” your husband, Akaza, demanded as he held a sleeping Rui. Ani held the back of his head once more before reluctantly turning over to his sister, who now wore a smug smirk across her face. 

“Hmph, even though your very poor when it comes to apologizing. I guess I’ll take it.” Ane taunted. “Ok now your asking for more poison-”

“Keep the poison to yourself, or else you don’t get to see what’s in the bag” You threaten holding up the multiple bags you had in your hands. The two spider siblings quickly rushed over to you to see what was in the bag.

Treats, toys, tools (You don’t understand why they want those) Different teas and baked goods.

When the spider siblings walked away with their new belongings, you went over to your husband and youngest child. The second you sat down next to them, you got forced right back up.

“Akaza, I’m fine!” You playfully complained. “Nope, Stay still”

You giggled at Akaza being concerned for you. He checked you up and down to see if you had any bruises, cuts, burns, scratches, rashes, literally anything that doesn’t belong on your body.

As he looked around your body, you started to pose for him. “Can you stop posing, I can’t find any-”

“I’m putting on a show! you should be grateful!”

“Eh- Pose once more I need a camera!”

“Ani...broke the...last one with his poison..” A sleepy Rui said snuggling deeper into Akaza’s hold. “Hi Rui! how was your day?” You say taking him from Akaza. “Father backhand slapped Ani 13 times today”

“Why did you count?”

“AKAZA!”

“WHAT!? He can take it!”

“We spoke about this!”

“He’s a lower rank 2 in the making, he has potential!”

...

Both You and Rui gave Akaza a disappointed look.

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No this is not ending yet. I just lost the courage to continue writing this so here are some headcanons..

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Affection towards Older spider brother, Ani

Someone put a warning anytime this guy shows up like damn

- .....

- See, it's hard enough to even strike a conversation with him

- He favors Akaza more than you

- And he has no shame saying it out loud

- But-but even though he can be an ass, he has a weak spot for the snacks you buy him and when you cup his face

- He can't take physical affection well

- He's the only one who doesn't know what to do when you hug him, so he just stands there

- He loves the snacks you get him

- very different from human meat

- He doesn't like the toys you get him so he gives it to Rui

- But if you get Ane toys he takes hers and claims that her toys are better

- Do you take care of his spider underlings?

- No

- Akaza's really aggressive with him

- In his eyes, Ani is a lower moon in the making

- So, the second you leave the house

- Akaza enters the house to train him

- Ani loves Akaza more than you because Akaza allows him to spit his acid/poison around the house

- Yes you come home to holes in the walls

- Your little koibito

- Such an angel

- She favors you more than Akaza

- Loves literally anything you do

- Vows to become just like you

- You love to hug her the second you get the chance

- And she always accepts them

- She always by your side

- Loves to be held by you on bad days

- You both love to snuggle with each other

- Akaza loves to take pictures of you two when the both of you fall asleep

- Akaza doesn’t know what to with ‘little women’ so he spoils her with treats before bed (Which you forbid)

- For some strange reason, he’s an expert on hair, so he does Ane’s hair all the time

- If she wanted something you already said no to, she’s going straight to Akaza to ask the same question because she knows he’ll say yes

- Akaza also loves to carry her on his back

- But of course, this won’t be Akaza if he didn’t think she’ll be a perfect lower moon in the making

- So yes, she has to train too

- “Hug me”

- “Hold me”

- “I want affection”

- “Mother, carry me”

- “Father, Mother is choosing Ane over me... She claims she no longer loves me-”

- He’s adorable

- and clingy

- VERY clingy

- Needs to be held at least 9 times a day or else all hell is set free

- Doesn’t have a favorite

- But if he had to choose it would be you

- But then it’ll be Akaza

- He can’t decide

- He loves it when you sit down with him

- Mainly because he sees it as an opportunity to climb on you to cuddle

- “Jesus, Akaza can you stop trying to train the kids into being lower moons?”

- “I’m not just training them to be lower moons...Rui would make a great upper moon! He has-”

- “Potential? Yeah Akaza baby, no, that’s not happening”

- Once you leave, its training time

- He’s very aggressive when it comes to training Rui

- He personally thinks that Muzan mis-ranked the moons, he believes Rui should be lower moon 2 at least

- Akaza just wants his kids to be upper moons like him

- But they do have their cuddle moments

- Doesn’t understand why you bought him plushies

- But Once you offered to take it back and get him treats instead, he didn’t want to give it back

- ....

“Before you go out into the village, put wisteria all over your body to rid off any demons. I saw a hot spring not too far from here. Wash off the wisteria before you come in here”

“Ok Akaza”

“Always take the route Rui showed you. No shortcuts”

“Ok Akaza”

“Do not get injured on the way here. We might have to train harder if-”

“Akaza..Please shut up”

- You love him, but he’s very protective

- Sometimes he won’t let you leave the house

*Insert Protective Hugs* 

- You also have to train with the family, so Akaza doesn’t have to worry about you defending yourself

“NO! Baby look. The second the guy looks at you, you must give him a uppercut and break his nose. Then you tell him, if you ever look at me again.. I’ll get my stronger than Kokushibou sexy ass husband to beat your ass.”

“......I’m not doing that.”

“....Could you at least say it?”

- You have to start cuddle sessions because he sees it as a sign of weakness (he loves them though)

- He also loves the snacks you get him

- He loves Training  taking care of the kids

- He does the dad thing where he puts the all the kids on his back and does push up!

- Douma teases him for having a lower moon family

- Douma loves to come over To eat you

- Don’t worry Akaza deals with him

- Ngl Kokushibou also comes over

- Ani’s first reaction to him was-

“This motherfucker got 6 fucking eyes... Allergy season must be a pain in the ass-”

“ANI! Don’t say that to guests!”

- Kokushibou likes Ani for an odd reason

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I think I went off topic-

[clonewarslover55]

congrats on sticking with the writing for a year! I love reading your stuff and can't wait to see what you put out in the future.

If your still taking requests can I have a bad batch x reader (you can pick which catcher it is) where they aren't together but like each other and have to pretend to be parents to omega to get out of trouble?

(I hope that makes sense. If it doesn't or it doesn't appeal to you, it's alright. I'm just a sucker for Star Wars Dads like the batch and Din😆)

Thanks!

Pretending to be Omega's parents with Hunter

Hunter X GenderNeutral!Reader

Thank you so much anon!! And yes, this makes perfect sense!! I really loved this request actually!

Notes: I chose Hunter because he is the main dad of the group! Also the reader is gender neutral!

Warnings: Spoilers for the Bad Batch, reader has known them for years so this fits together better(established relationship), Reader and Hunter have some mutual pinning going on ;)

You had worked with the Bad Batch throughout most of the Clone Wars, and they considered you a trustworthy assaset. Of course you were a low life like many others in the galaxy.

You worked odd jobs to make ends meet. From Bounty Hunter to smuggler, you had done it all. The Bad Batch loved you and all that you did, especially when you helped them on jobs or with their ship.

Once the war ended you were making good money off of many jobs, well until some certain clones came knocking on your door. You couldn’t say no to your boys, so you willingly welcomed them back into your life.

Now you were on the run with them; your future career in odd jobs possibly went down the drain now that the Empire was on your ass as well. But oh was it fun working with them again. Sadly Crosshair was left behind and now a slave to the Empire instead of the Republic. You’d miss the grouchy bastard. You’d help your boys get him back soon though.

Since the last time you saw them, the Bad Batch had also gained a new member. A sweet little blonde girl named Omega. She was absolutely adorable, and Hunter had clearly adopted her in his head. He’d do anything for that kid.

It was precious. And it only made your attraction to him grow.

You had always liked Hunter a bit more than the others…..In a different way as well. You believed the feeling was mutual. Well, you hoped it was.

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*The Havoc Marauder,(The Bad Batch’s ship), Space.*

Currently you are sitting in the ship, Omega sitting in your lap. You were telling her a story about some Bounty Job you had done a few years back. It was an incredible story, and of course you were the badass in it.

You exaggerated the story a bit, and Hunter clearly noticed. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, Hunter looking at you with a knowing smirk. You winked at him before turning your full attention back to Omega.

Her eyes were wide as she listened with great interest. Every now and then she’d interrupt you with a question. She was extremely curious, but still a sweetheart.

“We’re nearly there. The market town is rather large but we could still be noticed. The Empire clearly has a hold on the city.” Tech spoke, glancing at everyone in the ship. “The only way in is with disguises.”

You sat down Omega, “We’ll finish the story later.” You whispered, winking at the young girl. She grinned widely, winking back.

Wrecker laughed from the back, setting down the Gonk droid. “Yeah! Our armor does stand out huh?!” He punched Echo’s shoulder, Echo winching and glaring at his brother. You grinned at the boys.

“Oh I have an idea for Hunter and you.” Tech looked at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Tech knew you and Hunter had been pinning after one another for some time, neither of you making a move. So he’d make the move for you both.

You could nearly read their minds at this point. So you knew just what he had in mind. You glared at Tech, “Bastard.” You mouthed, Tech shrugging his shoulders. Hunter raised his eyebrows, glancing at you both.

“What?” Hunter asked, crossing his arms as he stood up from his seat.

“You two go in, wearing civilian clothes of course. Take Omega…..and pretend to be her parents. No one would have any idea who you are. You’d just be a couple out with their child, shopping the day away.” Hunter glanced at you, something alight in his dark eyes.

“I love this idea!!” Omega chirped, grinning widely at you and Hunter. “We’d be a good family!!” Tech and Echo smirked at you and Hunter. Wrecker looked as oblivious as Omega, but still just as happy.

You smiled nervously at Hunter who merely nodded his head. “Fine.” You spoke as you stood up, walking into the back to change your clothes. Hunter patted Tech’s shoulder as passed him, following you.

Tech grinned at the others once you and Hunter left the room. Omega even knew what was going on. A perfect plan to get you two to hook up!

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*The surface of the planet, the ship docks of the market town*

You walked off the ship, your hand holding Omega’s much smaller one. You, Omega, and Hunter were in similar civilian clothes, looking like an average couple with their daughter.

Echo followed with Tech, Wrecker staying on the ship as backup and as a guard. You grinned at their civilian clothes. Echo looked droid like and Tech was in some ugly outfit. Poor Tech looked uncomfortable while Hunter looked extremely comfortable.

“Alright. Separate ways, we grab what we need and bounce.” Hunter spoke, his firm voice making you pay great attention to him. You stared at his lips as he explained the plan.

“Everyone got it?” You nodded even though you hadn’t really listened…..His lips and handsome face were just that distracting. Tech and Echo left first, swiftly disappearing within the crowd of people.

“Alright then. Come on.” Hunter grabbed Omega’s free hand, leading you and her into the market town crowd.

You gently squeezed Omega's hand, “Have that list memorized sweetie?” You questioned, your voice sweet and dripping with honey. Omega grinned at the nickname, nodding eagerly. “Yup!” Hunter smiled back at his “daughter” and you, a soft look in his dark eyes.

About halfway through your little shopping spree Omega paused, looking at a toy cart. You smiled and pulled away from your “husband.” You led Omega to the cart, holding her tiny hand still. Hunter sighed, following you both.

She picked up a toy clone trooper, looking back at you and Hunter with puppy dog eyes. “How can I say no to that?!” You grinned, tossing the vendor the correct amount of credits.

“You spoil her.” Hunter spoke, putting his arm around you. You shrug, “So do you.” Hunter glared at you playfully, the vendor smiling at you both. “Perhaps.” Hunter spoke, leading you away by your waist; Omega followed, one hand holding Hunter’s and the other holding her new toy.

Once you two had all the goods you stopped, out of the way of the crowd of course. “We do make a decent couple don’t we?” You whispered quietly, Hunter’s face inches from yours so he could hear you.

Hunter nodded, Omega ignoring you both as she watched the crowd pass. “We should do this more often shouldn’t we?” He spoke, teasingly brushing his nose against yours. Your face got hot, a wide smile coming onto your face.

“Yes we should.” You whispered, your eyes flicking to his lips. Hunter smirked, finally connecting his lips with yours.

The wonderful kiss was interrupted by Omega screaming, “Ew!!! Tech! Echo! They’re kissing!!!!” You busted out laughing as she screamed over the comms. Hunter clearly died a little bit, hiding his face in your neck.

You laughed harder when you heard the laughing replies. “We’ll never live this down will we?” Hunter questioned. You shrugged, “I hope not.” You muttered, pressing your lips to his once again.

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Disney Romance - Cinderella’s Bird - 200 followers special

@littlesniggy​ said : Hey you! Now it's my turn to request something! Kida sad you don't write for Akainu but I can understand 😂 He's an asshole! If it hasn't been requested yet, would you do Mulan/Cinderella with Kid x female reader? I'm super excited which one you choose/ if you choose it at all! Thank you!

A/N : Omg thankyou so much for sending an ask @littlesniggy​ san!!! I am so excited to answer this for you! I loved writing for the grumpy boy. This was really a beautiful experience writing this for Eustass KIdd. Please don’t have high expectations for this.

Warning : A big fic written by me. But has a happy ending.

Word count : 2.7K

I hope you like it!

XOXOXOXO

“Why the hell should I get married now?”, you complained to your Robin who always was beside you, she was a maid but you always admired her and always treated her like a friend not like a maid.

Robin sighed and patted your head as she took the place beside you on the bed. “I should have the choice when I want to get married. Not some jerk who is randomly selected by my parents”, you scoffed and plopped back on the soft burgundy-coloured bedsheets. Robin gave you a sad smile and said, “That’s true. I too believe that marriage should be for Love”

Being a princess isn’t easy. Every girl dream to be a princess but its not as beautiful like the fairy tales are. You are a live example for that. Not once you could decide for yourself. Even the big puffy yellow gown you were wearing was not of your choice. The corset was killing you inside. You wanted to rip it off and throw it out of your window. With language classes, you always had dance classes, tea sessions, music classes. Everything that was chosen by your parents, was practically forced upon you.

‘What kind of lunatic needs to learn how to drink tea?’, you cursed the tea sessions when ever you were being called to it. All you did was brew tea and drink during the whole time. The music classes were always a hectic. You wanted to learn an instrument but when you were given another. Your wishes were denied because who cares about your dreams? In the beginning even dance classes were troublesome, But you tried to put up with all those demands of your parents. In return they are now trying to get you married as soon as possible.

“I’m done with this Robin”, you spoke and got up. “I’ll do whatever I want”, your voice was stern and Robin was curious on what you were about to do.

“Cancel todays classes, I’ll be going to visit the town to relieve my stress”, you announced briskly walking towards the closet.

“Are you sure your highness? But how can you go alone? You must have someone wit-”

“Robin! Its fine. I can take care of myself”, you didn’t let her finish her sentence. Throwing your corset on the floor and dressing up like a maid didn’t take long enough. You made your way towards the secret passage in the palace and exited the palace. Even though Robin was worried, she had to stay back in the castle to make sure no one notices your leaving.

The town and the market were as lively as ever and you walked around the place. As you kept walking, you saw a couple who looked very much in love. You felt a bit envious of them. At least the commoners had the freedom to do what they like. As you were walking aimlessly in the market, you bumped into a tall buff guy.

“Oh I’m sorry”, after apologising you thought of leaving but it didn’t go well.

“Hey! How can you go away like that?” the man started to fight with you. As you felt the very heavy scent of alcohol hit your nostrils, you knew that this man was heavily drunk.

“What? I apologised so what’s your problem now?” you questioned as your dominant hand slowly reached for the sword hidden in your skirt.

“You bitch how dare you speak back to me?” he raised his hand to land a hit on you but just when you were about to take out the sword, his had was stopped mid-air. You then saw a man who had red hair. As soon as the jerk saw that man, it seemed like his senses came back to him again.

“Asshole! Didn’t I tell you this is my shop and never make a scene in front of it”, the man shouted at the rogue twisting his arm. He winced in pain as he apologised and ran away.

The red haired man went into a shop, what seemed like a shop of vegetables and fruits. ‘Was he a farmer?’, you thought and followed him. Looking inside, there were so many fresh vegetables and also fruits in the shop.

“What do you want?”, a sharp voice questioned making you turn towards the owner of the voice. It was the same red head from before.

“Uh, I… I’m here to buy”, you said and looked around again trying to seem convincing. He huffed and sat on a chair fiddling with something which seemed like a machine. Your interest perked up and you asked him, “What are you making?”, moving closer to take a peek at the machine.

“Why should I tell you?”, he spat but as he looked at your face, he noticed that your eyes were sparkling with curiosity and interest.

“Tsk”, he clicked his tongue and explained about the way he wanted to make a machine bird as you listened to him carefully. He kept telling you how helpful machines would be if used in the correct way.

“But, don’t you think, this material you are using to make this bird is kinda… cheap and looks like its gonna break soon?”, you questioned for which he frowned and replied, “Don’t you think I already know that? I… I just don’t have the money”, mumbling the last part.

“Oh! I got an idea. Listen to me, uhh..”

“Eustass Kidd”

“So, Kidd As this bird is still in the beginning process, I’ll bring you the material tomorrow. Till then don’t touch this. Okay now I need to leave. I’ll be taking this basket here”, you said and took a basket of strawberries and tossed a coin to him.

“HEY WAIT!! YOU DIDN’T EVE- and she’s gone”, still with that grumpy look Kidd took his screw driver to continue working on the bird. But he remembered you telling him to wait till tomorrow. So he sat back in his chair and exhaled.

“Its not because she told me to wait. I… I want to continue this tomorrow”, he huffed and folded his hands. Then he remembered about the coin you threw.

He opened his palm and his eyes widened as he looked at the coin. It was a gold coin. A freaking gold coin for a basket of strawberries.

“No way. What the heck is she thinking?”, he carefully placed it back in the locker and thought to give it back to you tomorrow.

At the castle you came back and continued with your remaining day. You should leave tomorrow. So you need to make plans.

“Robin I need you to do something for me”, you explained how you needed high quality metal and also the timings of classes to be shifted. So, it did happen and you had continuous morning classes without breaks but, you were a free after them and it made you to take material Kidd wanted to make the bird. Changing out from your attire of a princess you went to the same shop as yesterday. There you found the man coming towards you as if he was waiting for you all along.

“I got the material you need”, you said as you placed it beside his table where the bird was supposed to be made.

“Were you waiting for me? Sorry I was late”, you said and he instantly replied, “Wha- Who was waiting for you?”

“Ah ok”, you muttered as you saw him instantly looking and taking the material with a faint pink shade on his cheeks. He looked just like a child exited to play with his toys.

“Where the hell did you even get these? These are clearly expensive?”, his sudden questions made your thoughts to break.

“Ah… I got it from the Kings dumpster”, you made the blankest expression trying to hide your lie.

“Kings Dumpster?! The King threw away this metal when it’s like this?”, he asked as his brows raised when you just nodded.

“Tsk… and here I am, trying to get re-rid of rust from metal. Using them for the 100th time”, he huffed.

You both sat opposite to each other and he worked on the bird as you learned about the work he was doing. Helping him with giving the appropriate tool at times, you had more fun than you ever had in your life. He tried to return the gold coin but you didn’t take it and made a deal to take vegetables or fruits in return, for which he agreed. You both fist bumped as an agreement of the deal.

From that day, you made your way out of the castle to meet Kidd. Surprisingly, he always waited for you to come to work on the bird. Meanwhile he somewhere started to call you little lady and you actually liked it. It became a routine for you to take a basket of veggies or fruits every time you left the shop. Sometimes he’d you’d tag along with him to his small farm. He was totally proud of his farm. His eyes showed it. Where you knew you never felt that feeling that he was feeling. Never once in your life you felt you were proud of something you did. He was living a complete different life than yours. You found your heart skip a beat every time Kidd smiled. You liked him.

Kidd was unique. He was terrible in showing his emotions but he was a good person. Every time you left the castle for him, seemed right. You actually felt happy seeing him and working with him. But of course, this happiness didn’t last long. Your parents wanted you to get married soon and told you to pick a groom for yourself in the ball that is going to be hosted next week. Bloody next week.

Because of the ball, you had to take even more classes for walking like a princess and also more fashionistas coming to find the perfect gown for you. Due to those, you couldn’t meet Kidd for 4 days.

Meanwhile, Kidd waited for you staring at the front door of his shop. Whenever the door opened, he met with disappointment because it wasn’t you. He couldn’t even continue on his bird. He had doubts on his feelings for you but now, it was clear for him that he liked you. Your thoughts haunted him. His heart earned for you. Only for you to return.

After a long hard day of work, you sneaked out of the castle in the evening and went to Kidd’s shop. You opened the door and your eyes met with Kidds. You both stared at eachother for a few seconds before he spoke.

“Come in”, you obliged and walked into the shop towards the desk where you both made bird. It was just like it was 3 days ago. “You didn’t continue to make the bird?”, you inquired as he just turned away and shook his head as he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.

“Kidd, its late and I have to leave soon so listen to me”, his vision shifted to you as he gulped.

“But you just came, why do you have to leave?” he asked as he approached you and placed his hands on your shoulder.

“Aww did you miss me?” you tried to tease him but this time, he neither denied nor looked away from you blushing. He stayed silent for a while before he said, “I did”

You didn’t even expect that from Kidd. His hands travelled down from your shoulders to your hands. “I did miss you. So much that I couldn’t even touch that bird”, He looked serious. He placed one hand on your chin and looked into your eyes.

“I didn’t… I didn’t think your thoughts would haunt me that much when you didn’t come. I… I didn’t know when, why or how. But I know that, I have feelings for you little lady”, his voice trembled as he spoke the last bit.

“Kidd are you serious?” you asked placing a hand on his cheek. He leaned into your touch and nodded. His eyes looked desperate for your answer. Pulling him towards you, you connected your lips with his. The kiss was gentle and with so much of emotion.

Both pulled away to look into each other’s eyes. “I have feelings for you too Kidd”, you smiled and Kidd’s face lit up making you smile in return. He leaned and touched your forehead with yours and exhaled with relief. “Can I request you something Kidd?”, you asked and he nodded.

“Can you come to the castle this coming Wednesday?”

“To the castle? Why?”

“There is a ball going to be held and I want you to come”, you said and stepped back, away from his touch. “Now it’s my turn to wait for you, I should tell you something. So please come”, the last part sounded more like a pleading and with that you left the shop.

Kidd didn’t knew why you had to leave so early. His heart was beating so fast. Confused whether whatever happened now was real or not. He sat on his chair unable to remove your pleading face from earlier. Kidd looked at the bird which was unfinished and took the screw driver to continue working on it. Its been a while since he alone worked on something. It wasn’t a new feeling for him but still, he preferred to talk and have you around while he made it.

The day of the ball arrived. You wore your outfit and looked out the window at the crowd of people came to the castle. Men and women from so many places arrived there. With the help of Robin you made sure that when Kidd comes, he wouldn’t be stopped by any of the guards. The time was almost running out. The first dance was supposed to be started soon but you couldn’t find Kidd anywhere.

Your parents were urging you to find a partner and start the first dance. ‘So Kidd isn’t coming’, you thought and tilted your head up to prevent the tears falling out from your eyes. You pinched your skin trying to distract the pain away. Stepping on the ball room in your burgundy coloured dress, you walked with a straight face. Then suddenly your eyes fell on a person, who was trying to not be visible in the crowd but, his hair was definitely saying otherwise. You swiftly made your way towards that person.

People cleared way for you and it didn’t take long for you to meet the person with the red hair. He was wearing golden coloured suit and his hair was combed back neatly. He looked different but it was him. His cheeks turned the same colour of his hair. You chuckled and took his hand, pulling him towards the middle of the ball room. You placed your hands on his shoulder and pulled him closer to you. His hand trembled before he placed it on your waist. With that the music played and you both danced, with other people also dancing.

“Why didn’t you come to me?”

“How could I? You are a princess and why didn’t you tell me you were a princess?”

“Would you even talk to me like you did if you knew I were a princess?”

“That’s… true but… now here I am, with the princess Y/N in my arms”, he said pulling you closer. You giggled and pushed back the strand of hair which was on his forehead. You both smiled at each other and continued dancing. After the first dance, he pulled you away from the ball room and you followed. He walked towards the garden where no one was and took out something from under the bench.

“What did you bring?”, you asked. He turned and showed it to you. Your eyes went wide looking at the bird that he brought.

“You made her at last!” you exclaimed as he looked down shyly. “Yeah kind of made it. I wanted to show it to you today”

“I love it so much”, you said as you took it in your hands. It was your memory. The time you spent making it with Kidd. It was precious to you two.

“Keep it. It’s yours now”, he said as he smiled.

“Really?! I will take care of it so well”, you replied and jumped on him making him catch you quickly. You looked at him and leaned in for kissing him again. Now, it was passionate. No one to intrude as you were alone. Smiling you pulled back and leaned your forehead with his.

You now found a grumpy man, who would understand you and would really be the reason for you to smile.

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XOXOXOXO

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welcome to the final show || h. styles

warnings: harry’s pov, breakup, swearing, angst, kind of written like a letter??

word count: 1.4k

summary: harry’s still not over your breakup...

What they don’t tell you about a breakup, is the painful reminders littered throughout the streets that they were once yours. Always the little things that send heart-wrenching shocks through your veins every time you see them.

That happened to me the other day, love. I don’t know why I still call you that; I haven’t seen you in months. But it still hurts. God, it hurts so much. I haven’t walked the scenic route home from the studio in a while, but I did the other day. And I walked past that little fruit market you used to like. If I’m honest, I forgot it was there. I stopped to buy some apples (green, just how you like) and Arthur asked how you are. You haven’t been in months, he said. Is it as painful for you as it was for me? I wanted to tell him that you were great, that we were going to order food that night instead of cooking. But I couldn’t. I had to tell him that we weren’t together anymore. 

I wrote a song about you today. It made Ny cry. She said she misses your spontaneous drop ins, telling us all to take a break and eat the lunch you’d bought. And I hate to say so, but I miss it too. I miss you. God, I’m so overworked. I wake up, write songs about how miserable I am, go to the studio to toy around with the instruments, come home, maybe cook but I’ll probably just order something, write some more about how lonely I am. I doubt I’ll ever release the song. It’s for you and me, love. Just us. I hope you hear it one day.

Sometimes I order what you’d have, just so I can pretend that you still live in my house. I dish it up and put on your favourite tv show - I think I’ve watched it through three or four times since you left. The ending always gets me. It’s always the endings, isn’t it? Nothing seems to end happily. I just want to feel like you’re still around. The shower looks empty without all of your fancy shampoos and your exotically scented products. I never understood why you needed so many, but they always made you smell incredible. I bought some of your vanilla milk and papaya stuff last week, just to remember how you smell. 

Do you know what I think I miss most? I miss waking up beside you. I still reach out for you in the mornings, like a reflex. But you’re never there and I don’t know why it stills upsets me when I discover that you’re so. It’s been months. It’s been months and it still upsets me. I pray that one day I’ll wake up and feel your head on my chest, your body tucked beneath my arm. 

I saw your sister last month, she probably told you. She said you hadn’t mentioned me in a while. I’d asked about you, of course I had. Is it true you haven’t mentioned me? Are you over it? Over us? Because I’m not. I just wish I could still hold you. Still whisper things in your ear. Still crack all those inside jokes we share.

That’s another thing: I find myself in so many situations that are just perfect to crack a joke that only you would understand. But you’re not here anymore and nobody else would get it.

I just always pictured us together until the end. But I never pictured it would be this kind of end. I wanted us to grow old and wrinkled together, have kids together. God, imagine how great it would be if we raised kids. You’d stress over the smallest things, as you always do. But they’d be so perfect, I just know they would.

I went home two weeks ago, just for a moment to collect myself. I needed a break from all the writing and producing and nonstop torture of having to listen to all of my songs I wrote about you. I caught Mum and Gemma talking about you in the kitchen. They played it off as if they weren’t, for my own sake no doubt, but I heard them. Something about how weird it felt to have me home without you. And I realised that’s why I’d felt off the entire time I’d been there: you weren’t with me. It was the first time I’d visited since our breakup and it didn’t feel right. You were always meant to be with me. You were always meant to be by my side.

I got a text from Niall. He said he was ‘sorry for the split, mate’. He’d always wanted to meet you, we just never got the chance. It probably never would have been able to happen; the press would get wind of Niall meeting you and all of a sudden there’d be all sorts of rumours of a reunion. You would have liked him, I’m sure. I didn’t expect him to text, I didn’t expect anybody to text. But he did. He even offered to call, just to make sure I was okay. So, I did. I phoned Niall - it’d been so long since I’d heard his voice coming out of my phone - and we caught up. It was nice. It took my mind off of you for a half hour or so. I needed it, most definitely.

I want to write a happy song. Something with heart-warming lyrics and an upbeat melody. Like Canyon Moon, that was always your favourite. But I can’t. God, I’m fucking trying. I’m really trying. But every thought I have that I put onto paper is such a selfish, miserable one. It just makes the entire thing even more gruelling. It’s times like those that I really wish you were still in my life somehow. It wouldn’t even need to be in any sort of romantic way. I just want you.

You’re everywhere, love. And that’s the thing they don’t tell you about a breakup: no matter where you go, no matter how far you run, they’ll always be there. Tiny, seemingly insignificant things bring back these simply marvellous memories I forgot I had. 

I need to stop calling you that, don’t I? ‘Love’, it’s not exactly fitting for you’re not my love anymore, are you? I wish you were. I wish you could see it how I see it. Feel it how I feel it. You’re woven into my DNA. You’ll always be here and it fucking kills me to know that I’m not woven into yours. 

I want to know what you’re doing now, how you are. Are you well? I hope so. Because as much as it destroys me to see you happy without me, I know you deserve it. And I do want you to be happy, love. With or without me. I was making you unhappy. And that’s why you needed to leave, and I understand that now and I accept it. At the time, I thought you were making me unhappy too. I thought we were just slowly sinking each other. But you swam to the top, didn’t you? You broke through the water and you can breathe again. But, I was just dragging you under the entire time. It was actually when you left, when you swam to the surface, that I realised I needed you to save myself. It was like I hadn’t learnt to swim yet and I was relying on you to keep me afloat. And you were; you always were. I dragged you down and now I’m stuck on the seafloor. I’m so far under I don’t know if anybody would even dare swim this deep to save me.

I just pray, for that’s all I can do, that you realise one day that maybe we could help one another stay afloat. I hope I see your face soon, and you’ll reach down and take my hand and drag me back up to the surface. I want to feel the fresh air on my face again. And I want you to be with me when I do. Because, I realise now, that I’m still in love with you.

[kyberconfessions]

No Matter Where You Go, I Will Find You. part 3

Hi everyone! We have made it to Part 3! Thank you for coming on this wonderful journey with me. I have at least 6 chapters already written and the story will be longer than that. I appreciate all of your love and reblogs and everything you say about it. Seriously, I love you all. Also, I am toying with the idea of a Bad Batch x reader story AU. Let me know if there is any want for that. Thanks!!!

As always:

This will eventually be a 18+ older fic and will deal with anxiety, death, sex,  PTSD, murder, loss, found family, Order 66, and coming to terms. This is not just a fluff fic. It will very much be dealing with very dark and hard themes, so please, if that is something that can be too hard for you, don’t read.

Pairings: Rex x Reader x Cody (polyamory) I should say this is NOT a Rex x Cody fic. There will be ZERO Clonecest on this blog or story. Reader is a consensual relationship with Rex and with Cody. Yes they share, yes they will eventually have sex together, but Cody and Rex are NOT in a relationship nor will they be intimate.

Rating: 18+

TW: Death, Murder, infanticide, death of the Jedi, PTSD, Loss, Anxiety, eating disorders, sleep disorders, Order 66. I will add other things as I think about them

Part 3: Again

It had taken you longer to get to Hondo than you would have liked. But, of course he had to be by some out of the way planet, forgotten by most. You pride yourself on your extensive knowledge of the planetary systems, knowing obscure things that even had Master Yoda chuckling with delight. But this place? You had no idea where it was. It never showed up on any star chart and quite frankly you were fairly certain he gave you incorrect coordinates. But, still, you went there to meet him. You had to laugh to yourself when you saw his ship waiting for you, floating in the dead of space. Hondo was telling the truth. 

"Kriffing pirates," you mumbled to no one, chuckling as you started preparing your ship to dock with his. No matter how many star charts you studied, how many space lanes you memorized, he would always know more obscure things than you.

As you finished the docking sequence and began to enter his ship, you mulled over what he would want to show you. Something he was either desperate to have or knew you would want immediately. Something he wouldn’t risk saying over a commed link, even if it was secure.   Honestly if this was another wild goose chase he put you on for something he could find at any market stall on any of the core planets...well you wouldn’t do anything except grumble while you went and got it. You should hate the power Hondo had over you, but you didn’t. He never did anything to you out of ill will or because he could. Hondo was just eccentric. 

‘But…,’you couldn’t help think. But what if? What if? What if he finally found something you truly needed? 

     Could it finally be Cody’s helm? Or could it be a piece of Rex? You knew in your heart it wasn’t either of those, it never was, but still you hoped. Still you held on and asked the Force to give you just this one win. Just this once, let you have something of Rex. Anything would do. A pauldron, his Kama, a piece off of his belt, something, anything. You just wanted some piece of him to hold onto. You missed him so much. You missed them both, but where Cody could be hard and demanding and strict, Rex was soft and loving. He would hold your fingers in secret where Cody would just stand. Rex would let his hand linger on your shoulder a few seconds longer than need be, while Cody would just grunt in acknowledgement. Rex would praise you after training; Cody would demand perfection, pushing you harder than Obi-Wan ever would.  But when he would show you his love, Cody would love with the brilliance of a burning sun.

Hondo waved at you from the otherside of his door, giving you a flourished bow before opening the airlock. But as you walked in, your mind wandered, thinking to your lovers. 

You missed them both so much and you could use a few of their pep-talks, especially now.

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Obi-Wan and Anakin stood on the Training Observation Deck of the Negotiator, watching their Padawans work through a strenuous series of obstacles and training droids.

Cody and Rex stood on the sides of their respective Generals, watching as well.

Ashoka did well, flipping, moving, and swinging her saber with ease. Each of her targets went down with raw power, showing how strong she was getting. You, on the other hand, were tired and sore and not moving as quickly as you usually do. But, that was because Ashoka just came back off a week's leave from Coruscant and you had recently gotten shipside from a long and drawn out campaign with Foxtrot Group. You were exhausted when she was refreshed. But that didn't mean you could slack off in your training. You had to be stronger, you had to be better. You were Jedi, you would not fail.

Ashoka finished the trial a few seconds before you did, landing at the finish line on one foot. Just as you were about to execute your final flip, the training block shifted underneath you, causing your foot to slip. Before you could right yourself, a stun bolt hit you square in the back, knocking you down. You landed on the ground with a hard and loud thud, ending the exercise.

Obi-Wan watched as Ashoka went to help you up, feeling guilty for having you train. He knew you were tired and drained, but you had insisted on working with the other Padawan. He should have put his foot down and told you to get some sleep. But he didn't and here you all were. 

Anakin walked forward to the console and stopped the exercise, reseting it.

"Good job Snips, finally getting that barrel flip down.” He called over the comm. “Thank you, Master.” 

You were standing behind Ashoka as she spoke to her Master, dusting off your robes and massaging your neck, disappointed in yourself. You should have sensed that bolt coming, you should have been able to right yourself and finish the test. You stood there, mentally berating yourself so much that you didn't realize Obi-Wan had started to address you.

"It's alright Young One, you did excellent, but I fear your exhaustion has hindered your training for today. Why don't you go and eat and get some much needed rest and we can revisit this at a later time."

Obi-Wan, ever the loving caretaker, cursed himself for even allowing you to work in your state. You could have gotten seriously injured and where would that have put you? He knew in all honesty you should be in the medbay getting checked out and possibly doing a little time in a bacta tank.

But, Marshal Commander Cody thought differently. Ever the perfectionist, he would not accept this as the end of your session. With his bucket under his left arm, he walked up to the console and pressed the comm, calling you.

"No Jed'ika. Start over."

You looked up into the window of the viewing deck and saw him staring at you, eyes hard. The others looked on in mild concern and irritation. Obi-Wan was about to chastise his second, when he noticed you move to the beginning and prepare for another assault. You knew he was right, he always was. You could do better, you should be doing better, but you let your exhaustion lie to you. You weren’t so tired that you couldn’t finish this level. You’ve done this countless times, late in the evening, with Cody at your side. There was absolutely no reason you couldn’t finish it now.

Cody looked back to his General for a split second, as if looking for permission, before restarting the training exercise. This time, as you went though the course, you only made it halfway before failing again. There was a trick shot the training droids took that you weren’t prepared for and you took another bolt to your upper thigh. You were going to have an ugly bruise in a few hours.

Gingerly you stood, favoring your leg for a few seconds before shaking it off. Just another color added to your already mottled and scarred skin. 

As you went to stand, you saw the course reset once more and heard Cody’s voice over the comms, “Again.”

Rex didn’t like this, but he knew what Cody was doing. He knew if you were just pushed harder, if you were taken to your limit, you would not fail. He also knew that if you left the course without succeeding you would beat yourself up for days, feeling weak and useless. Rex didn’t like it, but he agreed. Obi-Wan watched on, focusing on your resilience and strength in the Force, humbled by his young Padawan. Anakin, on the other hand, didn’t like what was happening and felt that the Commander of the 212th was being too careless with your safety. This went on for some time, Cody would call for you to restart, you would fail, you would get up, and he would call again. Over and over and over. 

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Anakin had enough. “This is absurd! She’s clearly tired and needs rest. Hells, she needs time in the Medbay!” He walked up to the console and used his shoulder to push Cody out of the way, calling to you, “Padawan, you’re done now. Go straight to the Medbay. I want Kix to look you over.” He turned to Rex, “See she gets there, I don’t trust the Commander at the moment.”

Ashoka looked visibly uncomfortable from where she stood on the viewing deck and gazed up at Obi-Wan for any kind of reaction. He said nothing, just watching his Padawan try to get up off of the mat while pulling at the hairs in his beard. Before he could give the order for Cody to help take you to the medbay, Cody unceremoniously stomped over to the lift door and went down into the training room. They watched as he approached you and pulled you up, speaking harshly in a hushed tone to you.

You watched as Cody barreled towards you and crouched down at your eyelevel to look at you sternly. “Get up, Jed’ika. Get up. You don’t have time to wallow in your self pity. You don’t have time to lay here. You don’t have time to fail! Get up!” You listened to his words and tried to stand, but your knee where you had just taken a bolt gave out and you fell. Cody wrapped his hand around your bicep firmly and pulled you up.

“Each time you fail, another one of your men dies! You get up and you do it again! Each failure is another soldiers life gone! The men you swore to protect! Get up!” You nodded and stood on your own feet, albeit wearily. He was right. “You are a Jedi. You are not some clanker who falls over with the slightest push. You are better than this! You are better than your failure. You are Jedi. Do better. What is it that you’re always quoting from General Yoda? There is no try. You either do it, or you fail. And I do not accept failure! AGAIN.” Once he knew you were on stable legs, he stalked off to the sideline and prepared to yell at you more as you went through the program.

“Master, this is ridiculous! Cody has lost his mind! She’s too tired and needs medical attention.” Anakin was almost shaking; he was so upset. Who did Cody think he was? You were going to get seriously injured if you continued on. You needed rest and bacta, not constant berating and training. This wasn’t the way one taught a Padawan. This wasn’t the way Obi-Wan taught him.

 Obi-Wan quirked an eyebrow at Anakin and breathed loudly out his nose, removing his hand from his beard. “Yes, I do believe you are right, Anakin. It seems I have let this get out of hand.” He stood closer to the control panel, hand hovering over the comms, but instead of turning off the program, he restarted it and turned it to a higher level of intensity. Anakin balked.

 “Master! She’s going to get killed!” Ashoka cried out, looked to her Master and back to Obi-Wan, a strange feeling of anxiety sitting in her throat. It seemed through all the arguing and annoyances the Jedi were currently engaged in, they forgot about the Captain standing there, bucket under his arm, watching his brother and his Jed’ika. In his mind he kept a chant of ‘Come on, come on, you can do this.’ Over and over he thought, urging you to finish it. He wanted nothing more than in that moment to run down there and do as Cody was doing. He wanted to push you further, to push you to where he knew you could go. But he couldn’t, he was made to stand at ease and watch everything from the viewing deck. But, everything in him was down there on the mat with you, his most beloved, urging you to be better. The only thing on his mind was watching you finish this training exercise, going to your quarters to help you bathe, wrap your wounds, and finally making sure you ate a good meal. If he knew his brother, which he did, Cody was thinking the same thing.

You stood at the beginning once more and took a deep breath, hearing the mechanical beep signaling the beginning of the exercise. ‘Do better,’ you thought, before starting. You moved quickly through, dodging each blast, flipping and jumping higher and higher onto different ledges, using your saber to volley away bolts you could not dodge on your own, until you got to the point where you kept failing. Through the course, you could hear Cody yelling at you to keep going, keep moving, to not stop. You could hear him demanding excellence from you, he wanted more than what you thought you could give. He wanted perfection. It pushed you to go further, to work harder, to be better. You wouldn't fail your men and you wouldn't fail Cody. You dug deep into yourself and thought back to the training your former Master gave you, to that harsh and dangerous form. You could do it, you just had to concentrate. If you could find your center, you could toe that line made of shadows while still holding onto the light. You breathed deep, ‘allow your emotions to guide your strikes...feel that bubbling of anger and frustration, grab onto it to push you further. But do not give in. Just use it to fuel your power.’ Your old Master’s voice rang in your head, their training at the forefront of your mind. Multiple bolts fired at once, but instead of one landing a hit, you switched into Form VII, into Juyo. The most difficult saber form, Juyo was dark and dangerous, only used by those skillful Masters equipped with the knowledge of what it means to touch the Darkside and still stand in the Light. Used by your old Master.. taught to you by them in the shadows of Malachor… You shook your muscles out before jumping up against a wall structure, running its length with ease as more bolts were blocked. As you reached its end, you bounced over to the other wall and repeated the pattern, running and blocking, before twisting up onto its ledge. You stood, saber drawn across your body, balancing on the balls of your left foot as your right sat crossed on your thigh. You waited, breathing in and feeling the pulse of the machines across the Force. 

THERE. 

You flipped up, saber swinging around you in a figure eight, blocking each bolt back, volleying them towards the mechanical guns that sprang from the walls.

You landed once more in your previous spot before swan diving to the ground, landing with practiced grace and ease at the end, having finally completed the exercise. “Kark yeah!” Cody grunted, quickly walking to you. You had a tired smile on your face when he reached you.  He reached out to grab your shoulder, squeezing it gently, before letting his hand fall away just as quickly. You looked up at him with adoration. 

“I knew you could do it, Cyare,” he whispered, praising you, before taking a respectful stance, remembering that you were a superior and that you both were not alone. You nodded your thanks and tried to give him a look that said, "I love you". Hopefully he understood. He did.

Cody went to get you a towel to wipe your face as the others joined you on the mat. There were praises and excitement from the other Padawan, but both Obi-Wan and Anakin shared a look; they knew those moves. Knew that stance. A dangerous form like Juyo left unchecked could cause irreparable damage. It might be time for you to study a little under Master Windu if you are to continue in that form. Either way, Obi-Wan could feel the relief and happiness rolling off you, it could wait for another day. He also noticed a few feelings not very Jedi-like, aimed at the Marshall Commander and the Jaig-eyed Captain of the 501st. He quirked an eyebrow, but still he smiled his dazzling smile at you.

Obi-Wan was so proud of you, you felt giddy.  It was all you ever wanted, and you knew you had it. He was proud of you.You proved to yourself and your Master that you weren’t some weak kid playing at being a Jedi. You truly were one and no matter how tired or weary you were, you could finish what you started. 

Later that evening, after getting off duty, Rex made his way to your quarters, a tray of food in hand and a few bandages in the other. He hadn't even stopped at his bunk to change out of his armor. He went straight to the mess hall and then to you, wanting to check in.

When he approached your door, he knocked once before punching in your code, knowing he'd always be welcomed in. When the door slid open, he couldn't help but smile under his helmet at the sight. 

You were sitting on the edge of your desk, freshly showered, robes put away, wearing loose, grey, linen pants and a black smallshirt. Cody was also freshly showered and in clean blacks, his armor stacked neatly by your bed. He sat in your chair, positioned between your legs, wrapping scrapes and cuts from the campaign and the training from earlier in fresh bandages, rubbing bacta on your bruises, and whispering words of praise and love to you.

Beside you both were 3 trays of untouched food, waiting to be consumed; one for you, one for Cody, and one for Rex. 

Rex entered, letting the door slide closed behind him, a soft smile on his lips. He placed the extra tray of food next to the others, took off his bucket, and dropped a kiss to the top of your head before heading to your small refresher. When he exited, loose towel around his waist, Cody’s head was already buried between your naked thighs.

That night you all had the best sleep in ages, you sandwiched between the two men, tangled in sheets and their limbs, finally able to be together after so long apart. None of you would trade it for the world. 

[catxsnow]

DREAMING OF YOU D.W.

Request: hiii can i request an angsty older damian fic where he and the reader broke up but are still very much in love? maybe based out of the song "dream a little dream of me"? the ending is totally up to you!

Warning: angst

A/N: Lol I’ve been so preoccupied with the Halloween prompts I keep forgetting I have requested fics in my drafts. Anyways, I don’t know if this was exactly what you wanted but I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 2.2k

Damian Wayne was the best thing to ever happen to you.

Damian came into your life when you were at your lowest. He was the one that helped you to climb out of that never ending pit that you were stuck in. He made you see the good in the world and that you could still find your own happiness. In the end of it all, you found happiness in him.

It was the little things that you found joy in again. Waking up early enough to see the sunrise. Ice cream on hot summer days. A walk in the park with Titus. Fresh produce from a farmers market. It was those things that drove you to see the light again, all because Damian was willing to stick by your side.

You started planning your life again. Finishing your last two years of your university degree. Buying a new apartment that wasn’t in the slums of Gotham. Reconnecting with family members that you hadn't talked with in months - some even years. You wanted a fresh start, and you had created one.

Damian got you back on track without even realizing it. He gave you hope for the future. Life with him was perfect. You couldn't imagine a future without him. He bled his heart and soul into your relationship, just as you did. Damian was the best thing to ever happen to you. 

Until he wasn't.

The secrets, the lies, it caused fights between you. Damian hid part of his life from you and you couldn't understand why he was being so protective of it. You had opened yourself completely to him, and he couldn't be bothered to do the same. He loved you, there was no doubt about that. It was whether or not he devoted himself as much as you ever did.

You began questioning your entire relationship with him. How much of it was built on his lies? What even were his lies? The more you thought about it, the more you realized that you had only scratched to surface of who Damian really was. You didn't know anything about him, and he didn't want to tell you. He couldn’t.

Which led to the hard decision of whether or not you were willing to keep a relationship that was so one sided. How could you love someone when they were only willing to show a certain side of themselves? The answer: you couldn't. You loved Damian, you would forever. But it came down to the ultimatum of showing the real him or leaving.

Apparently Damian never loved you as much as you thought he did. He was gone by morning.

For weeks your dreams were plagued of him, mundane dreams that felt so real. Him waking you up for the sunrise that shone so perfectly into your window. Instead, when you opened your eyes, grey clouds were all that you could see. The days weren't nearly as pretty without Damian there to share it's beauty with you.

The bed was no longer filled with love and warmth. It was cold, you dreaded getting into it. His side was empty, though his smell still lingered no matter how many times you tried washing it away. Titus' fur would be found in your blankets and a random toy stuck under your couch. He probably missed you more than Damian did.

You swore you saw Damian everywhere after your breakup. At the drive through of your favourite fast food place, the park where you used to sit together, hell you thought you saw him at the grocery store. Damian didn't like grocery shopping, he never went. You felt delusional with seeing him everywhere.

At night when you were alone on the streets, you felt an eerily similar presence as him following you. Sometimes at night that same feeling would draw you towards your window and stare out of it in hopes to see his familiar green eyes. You were disappointed every time.

You never wanted to break up with him. You hoped so desperately that you could have worked things out with him. He was perfect for you, and you to him. Being without him was killing you inside. You missed his love, his smile, his touch, even that adorable little tick he had. TT. You hated when you picked it up and continued to use it without him.

You didn't know it, but Damian was a bigger mess without you.

He missed you more than he ever missed anyone or anything in his life. At home he was quiet, only keeping company with his pets. He refused conversation with his father or Alfred. Dick couldn’t even get through to him. Being back in the manor was something he didn't imagine himself doing. Yet, here he was.

His night life became more violent. He didn't have a fear of holding back his punches anymore because you would never find out his secret. His fucking secret. That was the reason that you were out of his life. Knowing that he was Robin? He didn't want to taint your beautiful life with that.

More times than not he would watch over you. Whether it was when you were walking home or at your apartment. He just needed to know that you were okay. Okay and alive were two very different things. Damian learned that very quickly. Without you, he wasn't sure if he would be okay ever again.

Damian craved your kiss. He didn't realize how lucky he was to even have a small peck here and there until it was taken away from him. There was nothing he wanted to do more than to rush to you and tell you how much he missed you. To hold you in his arms one last time and kiss you until your legs gave out.

He  had dreams of you at night. Dreams of you laying in his arms with a smile on your face. You would tell him about your day and how much you loved him. He felt the warmth of you until the moment he woke up. Then, it was nothing but coldness. A dark, lonely room without any sign of you.

You were the best thing to ever happen to him.

It was that moment when he decided that he had made the biggest mistake of his life. If he cared about you enough, he should have been willing to let you decide if you wanted to stay in his life after knowing his secret. If he wanted you to be with him, then you were going to have to learn it one day.

It seemed easier to hurt you now, than it would have to be hurt by you after knowing everything he had done. Damian took the easy way out. He should have fought for you, trusted you with his secrets. He couldn't let you escape him, not while there was still a strand of hope.

Damian launched himself out of bed. It was nearing two in the morning but he didn't care. He needed to see you right now. He raced across the city on his cycle, passing all the streets in a blur. The way from his father's home to yours was etched into his brain. He could have made it there with his eyes closed if he so wanted to.

The kickstand on his bike was barely pulled out and his helmet thrown to the ground. Damian ran to your doorstep and feverishly knocked on your door. He was most likely to wake you, but it was worth it. He was ready to spill his heart and soul out to you and plead for you to take him back.

To his surprise, you opened the door relatively fast. You looked so effortlessly beautiful. A pair of shorts on a bag shirt - his shirt. Your hair was sopping wet and it was clear that you had just gotten out of the shower. Bags were under your eyes and you looked like you hadn't slept since your break up.

You stood there, mouth agape, unsure of what the hell he was doing at your door step at two in the morning on a Wednesday. It was raining out, Damian's hair matched your own. He was soaked to the bone and his clothes clung to him. A desperate look was on his face.

"Damian..." You breathed out. He looked like a wreck. Creases around his eyes that had never been there before were evident. His hands trembled at his sides - though that might have just been from the cold. "What're you doing here?"

"I needed to see you," Damian started. His heart clenched at the sight of you. "I needed to apologize for everything that I did, for keeping things from you. I was so scared that if you knew the truth about me that I would lose you."

"You lost me anyways, Damian," You shook your head. He was the one that decided to walk out on you after you were willing to put in the work. It was Damian that made that decision, he lost you because he choose to. All of this was his fault and only his fault - the secrets he kept, the choices he made.

"Please, please just let me explain everything," Damian begged. He didn't know if he could ever live with himself if you turned him away in this moment. "If you want me to leave after, I will. You'll never have to see or hear from me again, just... I can't go on anymore knowing that there's someway that I can try to fix this. That there’s still a chance of getting you back."

You crossed your arms over your chest, debating whether or not you were willing to be hurt by him again. Damian was the love of your life, he would always be the love of your life. Letting him explain himself too you, that was either going to be the ticket he needed back into your life, or the closure you finally needed. Or something far worse.

So, maybe mistakenly, you opened the door wider to let Damian in. Your home hadn't changed much in the weeks that he was gone. It was messier, but otherwise identical. Several picture frames of the two of you were turned down, but not put away. His hoodie that he left behind was still strewn across the back of the chair.

He thanked you as you handed him a towel. Damian sat on your coffee table directly across from your spot on the couch. He paused for a moment, wondering where to begin and how far back he needed to go. If you were going to take him back after that night, you would deserve to know everything.

For now, he started with his arrival in Gotham City all those years ago.

He told of you his life with his father, his brothers. The teams that he had been on and the struggles that he had been through. Damian told you of his hardships, his dreams, his failures. He told you of the times that he had lost all hope and the times that you had given some back to him.

Damian told you everything there was to know about his life as Robin.

By the end of it, you were in tears. All those times that he lied to you about what he was going or where he was going, his 'business trips' for his father, they were all because he was risking his life to be Robin. Damian was a hero, and you were too oblivious to even notice. You were so focused on his lies that you didn't want to see why he was doing so. Everything he did was to protect you.

Damian reached forward and wiped away your tears. He didn't want to see you upset from his. Your bottom lip trembled. You felt horrible for being cruel to him so many times because you didn't know the truth. Without another thought, you leaped into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," You sobbed against him. Damian kissed the top of your head. He cupped your cheeks, making you meet his eyes. His gaze flickered down to your lips for a split second before looking back to yours. It was a subtle way of asking if it as okay. You answered by initiating your long awaited kiss.

The weeks apart left a yearning for you both. This kiss was the one thing that both of you craved most. The tenderness of it, the love that fueled it. You felt like you were going to combust from how much you missed his kisses. Your dreams of him kissing you were nothing compared to this.

"I love you," Damian pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. He was petrified to let you go again, scared that you wouldn't come back this time. Dreams of you would never be enough for him. Damian needed you like he needed air. "I can't live without you. I dreamed of you ever night."

"I wished upon the stars every night hoping that you would come back to me," You confessed. "Please don't leave me again."

"Never, beloved."

[hockeylvr59]

Honest Love Part 6 || Cale Makar

Requested: [ ] yes [x] no

Authors Note:  I finally got through this chapter!!! Happy dance!!! This first segment is one of my favorite pieces of this whole story so I hope you love it as much as I do. The other two were a little harder so I hope you enjoy what I came up with to flush this chapter out. 

Recap: Part 4 was the pregnancy announcement to Cale, Part 5 was Cale’s birthday. 

Warnings: cavities? This chapter is a little sweet. Mentions of drinking/tipsiness on Cale’s part. 

Word Count: 3,336

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The fact that Cale’s birthday butted up against Halloween was always something you’d enjoyed growing up. It was almost like a perfect 2 for 1 deal - cake and ice cream one day, boatloads of candy the next. It was the innocent things you liked most about Halloween: the cute kids costumes, candy in excess, pumpkin carving, and corn mazes. Which was why today’s plans were perfect. Cale had gone for a quick practice and then around lunchtime the team was meeting at a farm that had a huge corn maze, hay rides, and lots of family friendly activities for the whole team and their families to enjoy. 

Then, after a break for trick or treating and dinner and naps, the adults were all having an adult costume party at Gabe and Mel’s full of drinking and just laid back fun. Of course, Cale was going to be the only one doing any drinking tonight, but you were going to play that off as just being the designated driver since it was kind of a birthday celebration for him in a way as well. Hopefully that would keep the team off of your scent as you and Cale weren’t ready to share the news of your pregnancy just yet, especially since neither set of parents had been looped in. 

Knowing it was going to be a late night, you were lounging on the couch trying to rest and catch up on some work you were behind on when Cale came sauntering through the door, a bright smile bringing those dimples alive. A short but sweet kiss on your lips made you smile and as you carded your fingers through his hair you felt him slide your computer out of the way, his fingers brushing against your shirt. Assuming he was just saying a silent hello to the baby you didn’t think anything of it until you felt him press something onto your skin before pulling away. 

Looking down, your face crinkled with confusion when you spotted a tiny pumpkin sticker attached to your flat stomach. 

“Why?” You asked softly, beyond confused by what was running through your boyfriend’s head right now. Cale’s cheeks flushed but his smile never wavered as he moved into the kitchen to grab a sports drink. 

“The guys were all talking about their kids costumes.” He mumbled softly between sips. “And they all sounded so cute. I thought about what we’re going to dress our baby up as next year but then I thought why wait. I know it’s a little bit big, but baby will grow into it. I’ve got skeleton stickers too but I figured that was a little too close to reality right now and therefore not really a costume.” He explained, shrugging. 

Immediately tears filled your eyes because that might just be the cutest damn thing Cale has ever said. He really went out and got stickers just so your unborn baby could have a ‘costume’ for Halloween. Wiping at your eyes you just looked up at him in awe. 

“You went out and bought stickers so our unborn baby could have a Halloween costume?” You repeated in confirmation. Cale’s cheeks flushed deeper and he mumbles that maybe it was a stupid idea. Shaking your head, you moved to stand and pull him into a hug and kiss, your shirt still pushed up to your rib cage. 

“It’s not stupid.” You assured him. “It’s endearing and probably one of the cutest things you’ve ever done.” Tipping up to kiss him you tried to reassure him. “Take a picture of our little pumpkin?” You questioned. “We have to capture baby’s first Halloween after all.” You urged. There wasn’t a bump or any physical sign that there was a baby growing inside of you but that didn’t mean that you couldn’t take a picture. Even if no one else ever saw it, you wanted to be able to look back at this memory because it would be your baby’s first picture and a reminder of how in love Cale had been with your son or daughter right from the very start. 

Though he seemed a bit reluctant, Cale nodded and moved to take a few pictures of your stickered stomach before putting his phone away. Tucking your shirt down over the sticker, leaving it intact, you moved to kiss Cale again asking if he was about ready to head out to the farm for the team family event.  With a few more reassuring kisses, Cale settled again and finally murmured that he just needed to change. You were ready yourself having gotten dressed earlier before you tried to talk yourself out of it by making excuses. You wanted to go spend the day with the team and with Cale and you certainly didn’t want to miss out on the inside jokes that were bound to crop up throughout. 

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Almost an hour later, Cale finally pulled the car into the farm where the team was meeting, and the feeling of the vehicle stopping for good pulled you from the little cat nap you’d been taking in the passenger seat. Cale looked over, familiar concern visible on his face, but you quickly assured him that you were good and you just needed a moment to fix your mussed hair before you could go join everyone. Cale cupped your cheek, kissing you softly before he moved to climb out of the car to stretch while you fixed a few stray hairs and flattened out your top, finally exiting the vehicle yourself. 

Though you’d just seen everyone last night, enthusiastic greetings were still exchanged and you hugged everyone before returning to your spot at Cale’s side, his hand resting along the curve of your spine. After some bickering from the boys about what they wanted to do, it was agreed that you’d start with hayrides before coming back down for the corn maze and everything else. You’d forgotten just how raucous team events could be, but it was definitely a good time, especially watching the kids run around laughing and having fun. For just a moment, you let your mind slip into daydreams about how that would be your little one laughing and exploring next year, hopefully with cheeks pink from the chill in the air. 

After the hayride which had you fighting back just a little bit of nausea, the Calvert boys pulled you and Cale into the smaller corn maze designed for kids making it a race to see how quickly they could get through it. Gabe, Mel, and Linnea joined in and you smiled watching Linnea toddle along through the corn amazed at how tall it was but fearless so long as her daddy was right behind her. Being that it was a kids’ maze it didn’t take long to complete but it was fun all the same as Gabe helped Linnea and Cale helped the Calvert kids get all their stamps to get their prize of a candy or small toy at the end. And thankfully being back on solid ground had quelled the nausea you’d felt, leaving you feeling good once more. 

As you finished the maze with the kids, Josty, JT, and Burky were racing over to pull Cale into their group to do the big corn maze as bets had been made that they could beat some of the other guys and their better halves. Assuring Cale that he should go, you murmured that you would hang out and maybe do some shopping of the farm fresh produce and that he should leave you keys. Looking over you saw Gabe and Matt being pulled to join other groups and you smiled to yourself as Mel and Courtney moved over to you with Mel holding Linnea but no sign of the Calvert boys who had insisted that they were now corn maze pros and had to go with their dad. 

“So how was Cale’s birthday?” Courtney asked, a teasing expression on her face. 

“It was good.” You replied. “He seemed to enjoy his dinner and presents so I’m happy.” Mel just sent you a teasing look like I’m sure he did enjoy his presents before speaking softly to Linnea who was babbling away. Ignoring the look you mentioned doing some produce shopping while you were here and when they both agreed, you headed over to the market portion of the farm to get some things for your respective households. Getting some fresh squash, apples, and of course some kale as well as pumpkin chai tea mix, apple butter, and some seasoned pumpkin seeds you loaded up the car before moving to meet back up with the girls. Courtney had three containers of ice cream in her hands while Mel held a tray of steaming disposable mugs in her off hand and they motioned for you to join them at a table. 

“Apple pie ice cream.” Courtney stated, answering your non-verbal question. “And then some chai lattes made with fresh farm honey to ward off the chill.” Mel added getting herself situated with Linnea. Both treats were incredibly good and you thanked them as you tried the ice cream nearly moaning at how good it was. Mel couldn’t help but laugh at the look on your face and she murmured that they sell it by the quart too if you wanted to pick some up on your way home to put in the freezer. 

“Yeah. I might have to do that.” You mumbled between bites because it was so good. 

Chatting with the girls about various things while you enjoyed your treats and waited for the guys to find their way out of the corn maze, you couldn’t help but think that this was a pretty great found family to bring a baby into. It wasn’t long before Linnea squirmed her way out of her mommy’s arms before toddling around the table to you asking you to pick her up. Snuggling the toddler happily, you teased your fingers through her hair murmuring that the only way Cale’s group wasn’t the last one out was if your boyfriend single handedly got them through it. 

Turns out that was definitely not the case and they were one of the last groups out following significantly behind Gabe and Matt’s group. You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself at that, still snuggling the baby girl who refused to move from your lap even when her daddy returned. You joked with Gabe that you were stealing her and he joked back that he was sure that his young defenseman probably wouldn’t have any complaints about that. Evidently it wasn’t just the better halves that were under the impression that Cale was thinking about kids. It made keeping the little secret growing inside you that much harder but also that much more worth it. 

You were chatting with Linnea about her current favorite Disney movie when your boyfriend appeared, dropping a kiss to your head as he flopped onto the picnic table bench beside you. The little girl’s face lit up at his presence and she smiled at him just watching him, everything that she had been babbling about forgotten. 

“Did you have fun?” You asked him, giggling softly when his response was primarily a groan. Reaching out to pick a piece of corn husk out of his hair you brushed a thumb over his red cheek murmuring that next time you’d have to go with to rein the boys in. Of course, next time you’d have a tiny baby with you so that may or may not happen but Cale got the point you were trying to convey. 

After mingling with the team for a little while longer, groups started to disburse and Cale asked if you were ready to head home for a bit. Nodding, you passed a sleepy Linnea back to her daddy murmuring that she was going to nap well on the way home. Then, taking Cale’s hand you pulled yourself up from the table and sighed softly as his hands grazed your hips because they were just a bit sore from the hard bench. 

“We need to get a quart of ice cream before we go.” You murmured, pouting softly when he commented on how it would melt during the drive. “Even melted it would be good.” You insisted, pleading softly until he gave in and got a quart of ice cream packed into an empty plastic flower pot with some ice. 

“Lucky I love you.” He murmured softly, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. 

“Once you taste it you’ll agree it’s worth it.” You assured him, stealing one more kiss before heading back out to the car. 

You fell asleep on the drive home, only waking when Cale unbuckled you and was moving to lift you out of the car. Though you murmured you could walk, he insisted that he had you and with your arms wrapped around his neck, it wasn’t long before you were settled onto your comfortable mattress while Cale pulled your shoes off your feet whispering for you to nap while he brought everything else upstairs. 

And nap you did. 

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The sun had set by the time you woke up to Cale’s lips kissing your temple and his fingers sliding along your side. 

“I made dinner.” He stated softly as you nodded and worked your way into a seated position. 

“Dinner sounds good.” You agreed, blinking at him tiredly. Cale offered a hand out to help you up and you took it, sliding onto your feet to follow him out into the kitchen. It wasn’t anything complex but it smelled good and that was really all that mattered to you. “Thanks for dinner.” 

Cale brushed your thanks off, directing you to dig in. After a moment he questioned whether you still wanted to go tonight or whether you wanted to stay home. You knew the choice was honestly up to you but at the same time you couldn’t not show because that would raise way too many questions you didn’t want to answer yet. 

“You know we have to go.” You replied softly between bites. “I promise I’m okay.” You added. “I’m just still waking up but that was a good nap. Let me get this food and a shower in me and I’ll be just fine.” The ever present look of concern was on your boyfriend’s face and you reached a hand across the table to squeeze his. “Promise. I’m good.” You repeated. “We’re going to go and you’re going to have a good time drinking with the guys so I can be the designated driver without any questions.” Cale hesitated before nodding and you knew that you were going to need to assure him again later that you were really okay. 

You asked him to tell you about his afternoon and you talked about shopping for produce and spending time with the girls and Linnea. 

“You’re really cute with her, you know that right?” He asked, taking a sip of his water. “Makes me excited to see you as a mom to our baby. She adores you.” 

“You mean like the Calvert boys adore you?” You grin. “Little pumpkin already has the best daddy.” The ways Cale’s cheeks flushed made you smile and you nudged your legs against his under the table before focusing on your plate once more. 

After dinner you moved to shower and then start to get ready for the Halloween party. Standing at the foot of your bed, you slid stockings up your legs before putting on a red skirt. Cale came into the room when you were pulling on the tight blue shirt with a maroon and gold ‘s’ emblazoned on the front. He had a similar shirt laying on the bed, but his costume certainly wasn’t as elaborate as yours. Once you had both the top and bottom halves of your costume situated, you wrapped the gold belt around your waist and grabbed the cape from the closet, leaving it on the bed while you did just a normal face of makeup with some darker lipstick. 

By the time you came out of the bathroom, Cale was dressed in black slacks and a white button up and he was slipping a partially undone tie around his neck. Stepping closer to him you reached up to undo the top few buttons of his dress shirt revealing the blue t-shirt underneath. 

“Pretty sure you have to have the buttons undone hun, otherwise this isn’t a costume at all.” You teased, reaching around him to grab the maroon heels tucked into the closet since you didn’t have the proper knee high boots. Sitting on the bed to slide them on you reached over to grab his glasses from the bedside table. “You’re also going to need these. C’mon, pretend you’re having a little fun. This costume was your idea.” You prodded, standing back up and sliding your palms down his abs. Cale was definitely a pretty sexy Clark Kent to match the superwoman - supergirl - that he always claimed you were anyway. 

Cale just looked at you making you laugh. “I know this is your least favorite part of Halloween.” You stated. “Because you’re boring like that but c’mon. We look hot.” You pressed, finally getting a small smile. 

“You certainly look hot.” Cale agreed. “Are you sure you’re up to this?” He asked, causing you to roll your eyes and nod. “Yes...now let’s go before we’re really late.” 

You were so going to pass him off to Josty and Burky and Mikko when you got there to make sure that they could get a few drinks into him and help him relax. He deserved that for sure, you just had to make sure he didn’t get so drunk that he started to get a loose tongue and spill your secret. 

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Needless to say, your boyfriend was clingy and affectionate when tipsy, something you’d known all the way back from that time in the bar before you’d even kissed. It was crazy to think that was only seven months ago. 

Deciding that it was time to go, you left the party around 1am, dragging Cale back to the car and urging him into the passenger seat with the promise of a kiss. He’d lost his tie at some point over the course of the evening and you made a mental note to text Mel about it, sure that she would find it somewhere in her house. 

By the time you parked in the apartment garage Cale was half asleep from two days of excitement and you moved around the car after releasing his seatbelt. 

“Come on hun.” You urged, offering him a hand. “I may be dressed like Supergirl but there is no way I have her strength so you’re going to have to help me out here so we can get you to bed.” Cale looked up at you with a hazy alcohol fueled look before taking your hand, leaning into you as you guided him upstairs. 

“You’re so pretty.” He murmurs repeatedly, his word choice changing slightly with every repetition from pretty to beautiful to sexy and then finally gorgeous. Unlocking your front door you guided him in and kicked it shut behind you, locking it before dropping your keys and stepping out of your heels. 

“Time for bed.” You remind him, gently corralling him to the bedroom. He was asleep the moment his head hit the pillows and you carefully helped him strip down to the t-shirt and his boxers before moving to get yourself ready. It wasn’t often that you saw Cale as relaxed as he was tonight and you were grateful to the guys for giving him a good day and letting him forget about all those worrying thoughts you knew sometimes plagued him. 

A lot was changing in your lives but with the support system you have and the love you share, it was all going to work out just fine. 

[maiyami]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓞𝓯 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓬𝓮𝓪𝓷.

𝕂𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕠 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚 𝕏 𝔽𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝟙𝟠+

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥, 𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗, 𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖, 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕆𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙, ℝ𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖.

𝔸𝕃𝕃 ℂℍ𝔸ℝ𝔸ℂ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊 𝔸ℝ𝔼 𝔸𝔾𝔼𝔻 𝕌ℙ! 𝟙𝟠+

~ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴋᴇɪɢᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴍɪ!~

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

You wish you could forget. Forget everything that had happened too you, everything you were put through. Everything that you put him through. Sadly your mind just couldn’t let you push it down. It’ll stick in your head, on loop. Everytime you close your eyes, you’ll always remember the day you left. Your relationship with Keigo wasn’t perfect, but it was everything you wanted in life. Everything that it lived up too be, but you ruined it.

Why were you so impatient, so easily angered. You flew into that burning building without a second thought about yourself, about who you would be leaving behind. You were prepared to die that day, to give your life for the sake of others. Saving everyone in that building, before trying to get yourself out of there. The sight of you, laying on the charred floor brought Keigo to tears that day. Your left wing had been completely burnt off your back, along with burn marks on your left arm and the left side of your face.

You laid in the hospital bed, listening to the doctors talking about it could take years to fully grow back your wings. You didn’t really care, you just stayed quiet as Keigo talked over recovery options with your doctors. He tried really hard to get you to engage in the conversation, but nothing seemed to work. You were to mad at yourself to participate in the conversation. Mad that you were putting someone you love so dearly through the worse time of your life. You thought that Keigo deserved better than to be with someone who cared so little about her own life. So you left without saying a word, just a small note left behind instead.

“𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓂𝑒.

-𝒴/𝒩”

You went to the only place you knew you’d be alone, a place that you had hoped to bring Keigo one day. Before your parents had passed away, they left you a house on the beach. No other houses were in sight, you could walk right off the back porch onto the beach. It was peaceful, secluded. The sand was always soft to the touch, just the way you remembered it. While the wind blew through the air, soft droplets of ocean water would kiss your face in the lightest mist. But the one thing you loved most was the sound of the ocean.

Wether it be the seagulls squawking, the waves crashing onto the sand bank, or how the sand sounded while you stepped. You loved all of it, if you died right now, you know you’d be at peace with it. You’d be in your happy place, with the cool wind brushing against your cheeks. What could be more peaceful? Well maybe having the love of your life there with you, but you didn’t want to put him through the pain of your recovery. He already had to do it himself, why would you make him go through that pain again.

You remember how much of a toll it took on his mental health, how angry and depressed he became. Why would you make him do it all over again, because you remembered how much it broke your heart to see him go through that. You weren’t going to make him watch you do the same. You were going to do it alone, bare the pain of it by yourself. You didn’t know if you were going to make it but you were going to try. Even if it kills you. So you shed your right wing off, might as well start from scratch. You had never been wingless in your life, it was something you had to get used too for a while.

As the months passed, you cared little for your recovery. You changed your bandages, made sure to put the burn cream on your skin, and to keep your wings bonded. But as your wings healed, you didn’t try to fly. You didn’t care to do so, but it was uncomfortable keeping them bandaged. So you took them off. You went into the small town near the house, picking up what you needed then heading back to the beach. People would stare, try to speak with you but you just nodded and smiled. Keeping to yourself as much as you possibly could. Until on evening someone knocked on your door. You opened it to find a small boy placed in a basket at your door.

You were in shock, stepping out fully to look around the house. No one was in sight, no foot prints were left behind. How could someone just abandon their child like this on a strangers door step. You went back to the basket, leaning down to look at the child. He was peacefully sleeping, curled up in a light blue blanket with a small toy. Then you noticed why someone had left him on your doorstep. He had wings, white wings like yourself. There was a small note with him, you picked it out of the basket to read it.

“𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒦𝒶𝒾. 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓇𝓀𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓂. 𝒲𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓉, 𝓌𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓊𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊.”

You quickly took him inside, taking him out of the basket to hold him close to your chest. He nuzzled up too you, softly cooing below you as you felt tears run down your face. You didn’t know if you were ready to be a single parent but you pushed that aside. You were going to give this child everything you had to offer. You wanted to give him a life of joy, happiness, and love. He may not be your child by birth but you were going to care and love him like he was. You needed to get some stuff, needed to be prepared for everything. This was the moment you knew that you needed to stay in this world longer, to keep this little boy happy.

As the years passed, you watched Kai grow. He was so intelligent, such a quick learner. He held your hands so tightly when he was learning to take his first steps. Didn’t cry when he fell the first time trying to use his little legs. He was a shy boy, always clutching to your leg as you walked through the market with him. He took after you a lot, he loved the ocean. He could spend hours in the sand with you, wether it be just sitting with you or building sand castles, he loved it just as much as you did. But one day his wings became very dirty, so you thought it was time to teach him how to clean them.

Once you got back to the house, you quickly went to get a little wooden box. Told Kai to go into the bathroom, sit on the edge of the bathtub. You could tell by how filthy his wings were because the tips of his wings were turning a light brown color. It was time to teach him how to preen. So that was going to be your first step as being a makeshift mother for him. You showed him the little bottles of oil that he needed to use in his wings, how to carefully pull out the dead feathers, and how to clean them. You could see the absolute apperception on his face by teaching him this basic need. The love he has for you so visible on his cute little face.

While you were softly putting the oil through his wings, he asked you something you were waiting to hear. “Can you teach me to fly?” He said softly. You let out a soft sigh, looking back over your shoulders. You wings by now had fully healed, you just hadn’t tried to fly again. You were scared that you wouldn’t be able to do it again. “Give me a few days, then we can try.” You said back, which made this little boy cry. He wasn’t crying because you asked him to wait, he was crying because he was so excited to finally fly. You felt soft tears coming down your cheeks at the sight. You thought that the first time you would teach your child to fly would be with Keigo, seeing the pure joy in his face to teach. You just couldn’t get it out of your mind, you missed him dearly.

He may not be your birth child, but you saw so much of yourself in him. He had white wings like yourself, same skin tone, same color eyes, and definitely had some of your personality. Then he also reminded you a lot of Keigo. He had that ash blonde hair, fiery attitude, and small little markings under his eyes. You would think that you did actually have a child with Keigo but Kai was kinder than both of you combined. He had a smile that only knew pure happiness, and compassion that no other three year old had. He was completely perfect in your eyes.

Little did you know, Keigo hadn’t stopped searching for you. Even if it had been years, he never stopped. He never gave up after he found that note you left him. He knew you were hurting, he didn’t want you to do it alone. Any chance he got, he would ask around about you. If anyone had seen you, heard from you, or if you were even still in the city. It always turned up the same, no one had seen or heard from you. Everything at your apartment had been covered in white sheets, left to the dust collecting in the now unoccupied rooms. He was going to find you, even if it killed him.

He barely slept, making sure his free time was spent trying to find you. Trying to at least find out that you were okay, that you were safe. Even if you didn’t want to be with him anymore, he just wanted to know that you were alive. It wasn’t until one day he over heard Endeaver speaking to another hero, it was about a woman. While Keigo listened in, some of the descriptions of this woman started to sound a lot like you. “I saw a woman with big white wings, walking through a market. She had some noticeable scaring on the left side of her body. Could that be y/h/n?” The hero questioned Endeaver to which he turned around to face Keigo. “I think you need to speak with Hawks about this.” He said then left the room.

While Keigo spoke with this hero, more things started to add up. It was definitely you, he had no doubt in his mind. You had mentioned a long time ago that the most peaceful place you thought of was the beach. How could he have not thought of that. You went to one of the islands, to keep everyone away from your recovery. Keigo thanked the hero and was off. He wasn’t going to let anyone stop him from seeing you, he didn’t care if he had to leave his whole agency behind. He was going to you, he needed to see your face again.

The days before you were going to teach Kai how to fly, you went out onto the beach for hours at a time at night. You needed to fly, you needed to be the best teacher for him. It was painful, you fell a few times because you hadn’t used your wings for the years that you had been there. You knew you were rushing but you wanted to teach him how to fly. Finally you shot yourself up into the sky. The wind against your wings almost felt foreign too you. But that rush of being so high came back, it was a feeling like no other.

When the sun was high in the sky, you took Kai out onto the beach. His smile was so bright that day, he could rival the sun with how it shined. You stepped in front of him, letting him watch your wings carefully. Showing him how to feel the air under your wings, push it down, then to push yourself up in the air. You showed him a little demonstration, letting yourself hover a few feet off the ground. He was in awe of you, excited to try it himself.

You took his hands into yours, holding him just in case he started to go to high. You watched him hover off the ground slightly, smiling big at him while he inched himself higher into the air. Then he was above you, looking down giggling at you. “Mommy! Mommy! Look I’m doing it!” He yelled too you, pure joy across his face. You laughed looking at how well he was doing, but he lost a bit of concentration letting himself fall into your arms. “You did so well! Much better than I did my first time.” You beamed back at him. You were so focused on him that you didn’t even notice the man standing a few feet back from the both of you.

Earlier that day, Keigo went to the market that the other hero claimed to see you at. He asked around about a woman with large white wings, to which everyone told him the same thing. She came once a week, got what she needed and headed towards the beach. So Keigo followed the path, flying down to the beach. Once he got there, he saw you in the distance. He smiled to himself seeing you walking onto the sand, but then his attention turn towards the little human following behind you. He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, then he saw the little boys wings. White wings just like yours, but the boy was blonde like him.

As he walked closer, he could hear you teaching him how to fly. His heart was beating out of his chest just hearing your voice. A smile creeping on his lips as he saw you hover in the air. Your wings were back to what they once were, he was so happy for you. Then he watched the little boy slowly hover in the air, the joy in his face while he held onto your hands. Then he heard him call you mommy, which stopped Keigo dead in his tracks. You had a child while you were gone, who was the father? Was this his child that he never knew he had? Did he miss years of his boys life because he couldn’t find you? So many thoughts were racing through his mind as he approached you.

“Hey little bird.” He said softly, which made your head sharply turn to him. Your eyes widened as you looked at Keigo, then you softly put your son down onto the sand. You knelt down to kiss the top of your sons head, then rubbed his hair. “Honey, could you go into the house quickly. Mommy needs you to get some water for both of us.” You said with a smile on your lips. “Who’s that, Mommy?” Your son questioned while he looked at the man standing next too you. You sighed looking back at Keigo then back at him. “I’ll tell you later, baby bird.” You said then patted him on the back to tell him to get going. Which he nodded, flashing a smile at Keigo that nearly melted his heart.

Once your son was out of hearing range, you turned to face Keigo. You couldn’t control your heart beat, you knew Keigo could hear it jumping out of your chest. “Hi, pretty bird.” You said softly back. The two of you just stood there staring at each other, not really knowing what to say. So you walked past him, walking towards the water. You softly pushing your feet through it, then nodded for Keigo to join you. He quickly took his boots off, rolling his pant legs up to walk into the water. He stood right next too you, letting your shoulders rub against each other.

“Is he my—” Keigo started to say but then you cut him off. “No, he isn’t even mine.” You said softly back to which Keigo cocked an eyebrow at you. You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck. “A few months after I came here, his parents dropped him off at my doorstep. With just a note and his name. They didn’t know how to care for someone who had a quirk like ours, they had seen me in the market place before and thought I was his best chance at a normal life.” You said, looking cross the ocean instead of at Keigo.

“So you took him in as your son. That’s very noble of you, y/n.” Keigo said back at you, stepping forward so he could look at your face. You nodded at him, kicking your foot around in the water to watch it ripple under you. Keigo finally stepped forward, taking your face into his hands. “Why’d you leave me.” He asked you, he never took his eyes off yours. You felt tears start to build up on your waterline, you didn’t know what to say too him. When you opened your mouth, the tears started to flow. It was all built up, you were so happy to see Keigo but so sad at the same time.

“ I didn’t want to put you through my recovery. I remembered how hard it was for you, how it broke my heart watching you in such pain. I didn’t want to put you through that since it was so fresh in your memory.” You said, trying to look away from him but he kept your head still so he could keep his eyes on you. “I would have helped you! I wanted to be there for you y/n! I love you and that’s what you do for the people you love!” Keigo started to yell, he was so upset that you didn’t realize how much he loves you. You broke free from his hold, looking away before you yelled back. “I came here to die, Kei! I thought I was never going to get them back. I didn’t want to put you through the worse time of my life!” You yelled back at him.

You calmed yourself down, then you looked back at Keigo who was now also crying. “I was ready to die, I’m not going to lie too you. But after that little boy was left on my steps, I just couldn’t do it. I thought about coming back, coming to see you but I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if you’d want to see me again, let alone just show up with a child.” You said then turned to see your son sitting on the porch, drink in his hand as he watched you speak with Keigo. “I thought about you daily, Kai reminds me so much of you. It was like I had a little piece of you with me so I didn’t come to you. I didn’t think you’d ever want to see me again.” You said again then fixed your eyes back to Keigo.

“Y/n, I never stopped looking for you. Fuck, all I ever did was look for you. I needed to make sure you were okay, that you were still alive.” He said back at you. He turned to look at your son, he was so patient waiting for the both of you. “He kind of looks like both of us, huh?” He said softly to himself but obviously you heard it. It made you smile a little, turning back to look at him. “I’m sorry Keigo, I’m sorry I never came back for you.” You said softly. Keigo just turned too you, wrapping his arm around your hip to pull you to him. “Do you still love me?” He asked you. Of course you still love him, shit he was always on your mind. Not a day went by were you didn’t wonder how he was.

“Of course I do, Keigo. You know that.” You said back. Keigo smiled a little, leaning down to kiss the crown of your head. “I never stopped loving you, if you brought that kid back with you I would have loved him just as much as I love you.” He said against your hair. It made more tears come to your eyes, you whiped them off your cheeks. “Does he ever ask who his father is?” Keigo questioned you. You sighed, placing your head against his chest. “All the time, but I always go around the question. I can’t tell him that his parents abandoned him on my door.” You said softly. Keigo ran his fingers through your hair, then pulled you so you could look at him.

“Let me be his father, let me be back in your life y/n.” He said, and you could tell he meant it. That’s all he ever wanted in his life was to be with you. “What about your agency, you’re going to have to be away a lot?” You questioned him, to which he laughed. “Are you kidding? Fuck my agency. You and that boy are all I need in this life. I’m willing to drop everything back at the city to live a happy, peaceful life here with you and Kai.” He said, which made you smile into his chest. “What are you going to tell him?” You asked. Keigo pondered the thought for a moment, then explained that he knows exactly what to say. He had to be away a lot for work but he is done and wasn’t going to leave ever again.

“Plus, you’re a horrible teacher. Let him learn how to fly with me.” He teased you as he peppered kisses against your neck. Which made you laugh loudly, pushing him away. “I’m not that bad! He hovered!” You yell giggled at him. You turned to wave your son to come over. He ran over, smile on his mouth as he approached both of you. “Mommy! Will you tell me who this is now??” Your son questioned you, which you laughed. Keigo knelt down, looking at the smile on your sons face. “Hi, Kai. I know this might be confusing but I’m your dad.” Keigo said to the boy to which he smiled wider. He threw himself at Keigo, wrapping his arms around his neck.

“I KNEW IT! Mommy always watched you on the tv! She always looked worried when you were fighting bad guys. You’re so cool Daddy!” He said through fits of giggles. You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment, you didn’t know your son was so perceptive. Keigo laughed, looking up at you with love in his eyes. He hugged Kai back tightly, standing up with him in his arms. “Oh ya? Mommy’s been worried about me, hm?” He questioned the boy. Which he nodded back at Keigo, wiggling so he could be placed down on the sand. “Want to see me fly?” Kai questioned Keigo to which he smiled. “Of course I do buddy! Let me show you how a pro does it.” He said while looking at you. You smiled shaking your head at Keigo.

It couldn’t have been a more perfect day. Kai was up in the air flying with both you and Keigo. The day of full of laugher and happiness. This is what you imagined your perfect life to be like. Living on the water with the people you loved the most in your life. As the day was coming to an end, Keigo wanted to be the one to tuck Kai into bed. You were happy that he was taking the roll of being a father so serious right off the bat. It warmed your heart, but it also made you feel such guilt in your chest. You could have had this from the start but you were so scared to let Keigo in. Keigo came down from the stairs to find you sitting at the island in the kitchen.

He came up behind you, softly rubbing your shoulders. He placed a kiss on the top of your head, before walking around to the other side of the island. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” You questioned him, there was still a little bit of you that couldn’t believe he was going to stay. He nodded at yoy, leaning back against the sink. “I’m staying little bird, you’re never running away from me again.” He said softly. It made you smile, a pure smile that Keigo had not seen in a very long time. You stood up, walking over to the closet. You quickly grabbed a blanket and waved him to follow you.

You stepped out onto the back porch, stepping down two steps to lay the blanket out in the sand. You sat on it, patting next to you for Keigo to sit with you. The sky was lit up with stars, the moon was full in the sky. While you both sat there in silence, Keigo wrapped an arm around your waist. Pulling you close to him while he kissed the side of your head. “I love you so much.” He said softly, which you turned his face to face you. You placed a soft kiss on his lips, smiling into it. “I love you too.” You said softly back. Keigo just deepend the kiss more, having you leaned back on your palms.

Next thing you knew, you were flat on your back with Keigo above you. His kiss was passionate, moving it from your lips, to your jaw, and then down your neck. Your fingers tangled into his hair, tugging on it softly when you felt him bite the soft spot between your neck and shoulder. You let a soft moan slip past your lips, then pulled him from the spot. You quickly crashed your lips into his, all teeth and tongue. Keigo quickly rid himself of his jacket and shirt. While you stripped out of your clothes just as fast. You laid naked below Keigo, looking up at him with such love written all over your face.

He slowly kissed down your chest, pushing your legs up to spread them for him. You were already glistening wet for him, and all he did was kiss you. He smirked as he picked himself up from between your thighs. “So wet for me already, huh little bird?” He teased you, but before you could talk back he licked a broad stripe up your entrance to your clit. You lolled your head back, while your wings twitched under you. You let your hand slide through his hair, tugging him closer to your clit. He moans vibrated against your skin, making you moan softly at the feeling. Then you felt him slip a finger into you, slowly pumping in and out while his other hand pushed one of your thighs back more.

“You taste so good, baby.” He moaned against your clit, making your tighten in his hair. “Kei..fuck- you’ll make me cum like this.” You moaned softly too him, trying not to make your voice to loud. He slip in a second finger, pumping quicker into you. Your legs started to shake a bit, the stimulation becoming to strong. He lapped at your clit more, then gave it a harsh suck. Causing you to fall over the edge, moaning a little louder as you came on his fingers and tongue. He leaned up, licking his fingers clean while he looked at you. “Kei..fuck me pkease.” You moaned too him.

“Oh baby bird, I’m not just going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you, make sure you’re nice and full of my cum.” He said back at you. He pushed his pants down, just enough that his cock sprang out from his tight pants. He slowly rubbed his head against your entrance, then he pushed into you. That stretch that you hadn’t felt in years was a bit painful but so pleasurable at the same time. You gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin to leave marks. “Shit, you’re so tight.” He moaned softly while he bit his lower lip. He stilled for a little, making sure you got adjusted to his size before he started long deep thrusts into you.

You moaned out, feeling his head kiss your cervix so perfectly. You could see his wings twitch behind him with each thrust he put into you. You stretched your arms out over his shoulders, letting your fingers run through his wings as he pumped into you. He shuttered above you, hissing through his teeth as he felt you clamp down on his length. You tugged on a few feather in each wing which made him lose it above you. “Fuck, gunna cum-” he moaned which you pulled him in with the back of your leg. “Cum, baby. Cum inside me..” you moaned then you fell over the edge again but you pulled Keigo down with you.

He pumped into a few more times before releasing himself inside you, painting your walls white. You both panted a bit before you pushed yourself up. Pushing on Keigos chest to have him sit, letting your wings fan out behind you. You gripped his shoulders, straddling his crotch, guiding his length back into your fluttering entrance. You both threw your heads back at the feeling, breathing in deeply before you started to slowly bounce yourself up and down on his length.

Keigo pulled you close so your chest was up against his, his hand holding the back of your neck. You pushed your face into the crook of his neck, while you felt his free hand grip tightly onto your ass cheek. You let your teeth graze over the skin that was between his neck and shoulder, causing him to buck up into you. “You’re so good baby, doing so well.” Keigo moaned between your bounces, tightening his grip on your ass. You moaned softly against his ear, letting your hands grip his wings once more. “Fuck...Keigo.” You moaned against the shell of his ear.

He picked his pace up, having you bouncing harder on him. He moved his hands to your wings now, pulling on them slightly. That sensation made you tighten around him, praises and moans slipping past your lips. While all that came out of Keigo mouth were broken words of how you’re his, how he loves you, and how beautiful you are. It almost fell on deaf ears, as you felt the blood rush to your head. You came over the edge one last time, clamping down as you pushed him as deep as he could go into you. Keigo followed quickly behind, shooting what he had left into you.

You both stilled, heavy breathing while looking into each other eyes. You kept still, having him deep inside still as he pushed some of your hair off your face. He smiled brightly at you, placing a soft kiss on your lips. “I really do love you so much, y/n.” He said too you as he softly rubbed your bare back. You smiled back at him, kissing his cheek. “I love you too, Keigo.” You said back. You just stayed in this imbrace for as long as you could. Just listening to the sound of the ocean, it was peaceful. You were so overjoyed to be spending the rest of your life with the two people you loved most in this world.

𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓛𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻:

It was a quiet day, the ocean was crashing outside your window as you were washing dishes at the sink. The sounds of laugher and joy filled your ears as you watched your husband with your children.

Yes, you and Keigo got married shortly after you found out you were pregnant. Kai overjoyed about being a big brother, and Keigo over the moon that you were going to bare a child for him.

Kai being six now, was helping his father teach his now three year old brother to fly. Showing him what Keigo had taught him all other years ago. Keigo took to fatherhood so well, it made your heart sing. Keigo had let his hair grow out a bit, pulling it back into a ponytail to keep it off his face while he held the small child’s hands in his own. Wow did Kane look like the spitting image of his father.

Bright red wings, ash blonde hair, the little markings under the eyes, and not to mention his personality. The only bit of you in that boy was that he had your eye color. You didn’t mind it one bit, you loved both of your sons with all your heart and so did Keigo. You perked your head up once you heard Kane’s voice calling for you. “Mommy! Come fly!” He was yelling to you while hovering over your husband. Keigo waved you on for you to come outside.

You smiled, putting down the dish rag to come outside with your loves. As you walked too them, you took in the sounds of the ocean, the feeling of the sun on your skin, and not to mention the soft sand on the soles of your feet. This is paradise, you thought too yourself. You grabbed onto Kai hand, slowly taking off into the sky with him while Keigo helped Kane up higher.

He was doing so well for his first time flying, a natural just like his father. You all landed back on the sand, the boys running off to play in the water. You stayed with Keigo, hand in hand walking along the water. You thought this couldn’t be a better time to let him know your little secret. “Pretty bird, I got something to tell you.” You said and Keigo smiled, holding your hand tighter. “You’re pregnant again, aren’t you?” He asked with that shit eating grin that made you swoon.

You blinked in confusion at him. You really wanted to surprise him, but of course he already found out. He laughed at you, pointing to his ears then to your belly. “I can hear the baby’s heartbeat, little bird.” He said then pulled you in for a kiss. You giggled into it, cupping his cheeks. “Of course you can, still as keen as ever.” You teased him. Which he laughed, now looking at the boys. “How do you want to tell them?” He questioned but you already figured it out. “At dinner tonight, I made a cake for them.” You said with a smile.

Keigo smiled back at you, holding onto your hip now as you walked. “I think we will have a girl this time.” He said proudly, in all honesty you had always pictured Keigo being a girl-dad. Which you smiled at the thought, then pondered over what your child will look like next. Maybe they will have your wing color, your hair, but Keigos markings and eyes. Or a mix of your wing colors, his hair, and your eyes. So many possibilities. “Either way, I think they will look like you. Your genes are so strong, they will be beautiful like you pretty bird.” You said softly too him.

He kissed you on the side of the head, finally reaching the boys. “I love you.” He said softly which you returned. “I love you too.” Then one of the boys splashed Keigo with a bucket full of water, causing you to laugh loudly. “Oh, I’ll get you for that bud!” Keigo yelled out then started to chase the boys around. You smiled, letting yourself watch. You love your life the way it is, you couldn’t wait to expand the family even more now. Thinking back to how scared you were, makes you feel silly. Keigo is an amazing father, husband, and best friend. You couldn’t ask for anything more perfect in this world.

[blue-bird-kny]

Day 10: All I Want For Christmas

A 3am post? me? never. Well sometimes I let time pass me by, but what are we going to do. Enjoy this round of secret Santa and have a wonderful night~Amanda

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↳{In which Tanjiro was lucky enough to pull his crush as his secret Santa recipient, but ends up overthinking the whole ordeal}

“Gather round’ everyone! Come on let's get this started” you yelled grabbing the attention of all those around you. Together in one room stood all nine hashira’s and your four closest friends, a feat in itself working around all their complicated schedules, all waiting to reach into the bucket you held, the box they all excitedly (almost all of them anyway) placed there names in to be selected for this years Secret Santa game. You shook the box a couple times, mixing the papers into shaggy clusters, passing it around for each hand to reach in a grab one.

Everyone’s reaction was unpredictable and different, you could tell by the subtle distressed dips in some faces or grateful shake of others that this year's pool was sure to produce some great laughs. The last slip lay tucked away in a corner, reading “Muichiro”,  just your luck you received the one person you didn’t know as well as the others. “Happy shopping and please no gifts that can harm your recipients this year” you reminded, everyone's eyes falling on Shinobu who sat unabashedly grinning, the memory of poor Zenitsu, who she gifted a box filled with a concoction that exploded in his face when he opened it last year, still fresh in everyone's mind.  “Oh hush, I did give him a wonderful gift after so no harm done, right Zenitsu?” Shinobu looked over at the younger man who only shook his head in agreement- you weren’t convinced.

Of the entire bunch, not a single soul stressed the gift exchange more than the Kamado son. He had prayed that he’d receive you, his crush, as his person however when he pulled your name, his heart sunk because “What was a good enough gift?”.  Later that night, he lay in bed pondering all the things he could buy or make for you, something that you’d look at and feel his warmth, wordlessly accepting his confession and living that happily ever after he craved. “Maybe jewelry? Or a new haori?” he racked his brain for the perfect gift to no avail, nothing felt right. Tanjiro had a week to sort this whole ordeal he’d created in his own mind out, but little did he know that the perfect gift was right under his nose.

You, on the other hand, were in a similar situation as your close friend, however for a different reason. “Ugh what does he like?! I’ve never seen him do anything really, he sorta just is always around, floating like a ghost?” you complained, tearing off a few of your own hairs out. You weren’t sure who to ask exactly nor did you want to show up with an irrelevant, thoughtless present. In the midst of your simultaneous mental breakdowns, neither of you noticed each other's presence quickly approaching, until you collided into each other in an abrupt halt of thoughts. “I'm sorry” you both yelled, instantly checking to make sure the other didn’t happen to get hurt.

After assessing and confirming that you didn’t break the boys nose, an idea dawned on you, “Hey Tanjiro you spend lots of time with the hashira’s, what would Muichiro want for Christmas?” you asked innocently, hoping to get some idea of a decent gift, however you didn’t expect the man to take the simple question into an entire other level. “Why does she want to get him a gift? Is she getting him something special?” Tanjiro scrambled, not acknowledging the possibility that your question was related to the whole root of his own dilemma- the Secret Santa exchange.  

“Um well, he likes being outside and isn’t very active” was all he could respond, admittedly sounding more dejected than he had mere moments ago. Your mind filled with ideas miraculously, grateful for this lead “Thank you!” you yelled running off to purchase something. “Sure” Tanjiro answered to himself quietly as he watched your form recede in the distance. His depressed mode lasted only a second before he slapped himself back into reality, his literal palms leaving a dull tingling in his cheeks, “I have to find her the best gift, whatever it takes”

A week passed far faster than Tanjiro hoped, all 14 of you gathered in one room again, this time carrying packaged presents and wearing jovial smiles. As expected, some of the gifts exchanged were hilarious and the pairings could not have been more perfect had you planned it; Shinobu had pull Sanemi and the whole room erupted in a fit of laughter as he unwrapped the double sided octopus, one side pink with a smile and the other blue with a frown, the toy complete with a book on how to manage anger issues- the color of his face almost matched that of the pink octopus. Next, Uzui presented his gift to Obanai, a set of  designer face masks to replace his ‘stuffy bandages’, a gift you all knew he secretly appreciated. Another odd pairing was Rengoku and Nezuko, the older man gifting her with a new hair clip and an assortment of little goods because he felt the small things matched her perfectly. 

With every gift exchanged and chuckle shared, Tanjiro  grew worried as he knew his time would be coming soo. “Muichiro-san it's a gadget that sprays these scents into any open space you place it in, it's supposed to help you relax and sleep” you explained handing the diffuser to the shorter man and, to your content, he was fascinated with it. “We'll, it's just me, who pulled my name?” you asked, circling around only to be met only with shaking heads, “It's me” Tanjiro confessed, handing over a single small red box which you opened feverishly, awing at the earrings that lay inside. “Their beautiful” you muttered speechless, “well there is a couple more” Tanjiro admitted; alas you were gifted with boxes of hair pins, beauty products, chocolates, anything Tanjiro saw at the market that made him think of you he bought- which is difficult when you were all thought of.

“Jeez talk about making us look bad” Uzui remarked for the sidelines earning him a distressed gaze from Tanjiro, “Just teasing, lover boy” he assured. “Lover boy?” you didn’t have time to process the nickname for Shinobu ushered the night along, the festive party in full swing with foods and music and best of all sake. “Tanjiro, I sorta feel bad you got me so much” you said, pulling the boy to a quiet corner, “Well… I wanted to get you the perfect gifts so I went a little overboard” “ A little?” “Oh be quiet”  you two shared a laugh, your bodies falling closer together. “You know there was one thing I really wanted” you started nervously, the small shot of sake you took acting as liquid courage. Tanjiro clung to your next words until he froze, shocked as you finished, “You. All I wanted for christmas was you”.

It was as if the party around him settled to a dull background hum because you liked him….YOU liked HIM. He was over the moon at your confession, all that time spent looking for the perfect gift and you were interested in only him. In a flurry of excitement and full content, Tanjro reached over and placed a crooked kiss on your lips, stunning you. “I..ugh… sorry, got carried away” he scratched the back of his neck nervously after he pulled away, “Nope, I really liked it” you told him, gripping his collar to bring him in for another, more comfortable kiss.

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Just Us (Chapter Five: Capital)

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“I know that horse hates me. It wouldn’t let me sleep and it almost bit my hair!” Levi rolled his eyes as he tied both horses to the hitch near the marketplace. We had gotten to the capital in the early morning and I made Levi stand watch while I got some sleep on the grass by the gates before we went in. When I slept, the horse I was riding tried to kill me and he didn’t even try to help. 

Once I was awake all Levi had to do was show his face and they knew exactly who he was. I didn’t even have to show my Trost Citizen District card as they just let us through. I guess his fame carries all the way to the capital and I was not complaining. Also I wouldn’t tell him, but it was definitely worth it taking horseback and not the ferry even if we didn’t talk much. He yelled at me that if I talked on a horse, I would bite my tongue off and I didn’t want to take the risk. 

“She knows you’re scared of her. She took advantage of the situation,” he pet the horse on the nose and I glared at him before looking down at the list. Coffee beans, tea, sugar cubes, honey, apples, and on and on it went. Another reason I was grateful we took horses is that I wouldn’t have to lug all of this stuff through a security check and then on and off the boat. Still can’t tell Levi that. 

“What do you need to get?” He almost ripped the list when he took it out of my hands and I took notice of how he was acting. As soon as we stepped into the gates, he ran to the horse hitch. He wanted to get in and out of Mitras as fast as he could. I wondered why he was so on edge here, but if I had to guess it might be how close we were to either the Underground or the Royal Government. Which one would Levi hate the most?

“Everything on that list plus gifts for the people on the back.” He flipped it over and inspected the names. We started walking, him standing a step behind me. Probably some tactical move.

“I’m still on here?”

“Of course you are.” That seemed to shut him up for a long time. I would just go from one stall to the next picking up the best deals on the small stock of honey and apples in the winter season. I had also played around with the man selling sugar cubes and got three packs for the price of one, easily. This all happened while Levi just stood behind me. I could sometimes feel the warmth on my back as he, too, leaned into the stalls to see what I was buying. It was comforting to have him behind me, but again, I wouldn’t say anything to him

Going deeper and deeper into the Mitras market, things were getting more expensive and the bags and baskets we were carrying were getting heavier. All I needed to get was the tea from the shady Underground dealer, the toy I was going to get Elias, and whatever I was thinking about getting Levi. Somehow I was going to have to ask him to stop following me so I could buy it. 

“I have to go talk to that Underground dealer to get tea. Maybe you shouldn’t come? It hasn’t been a while since you left so…” He looked down at the list again and noticed there was nothing more to get either. I would have to go get the tea either way and I could tell he didn’t want to tag along. I concluded it was the Underground he hated more.

“I’ll go over there and look for Erwin’s gift.” He pointed to some random stalls on the opposite side of the street. From there, he probably could still see me, but be far enough away from the Underground area as he wouldn’t have to see anyone there. I also noticed that was probably the first sentence he had said to me since we started walking through the market. I’d comment on that later. 

I waved him off and turned to go down the street to Marcus. He was an older man and definitely also a con artist who enjoyed selling tea on his off days. While Marcus was nice, I had to study up on the actual prices and places of tea before he tried to scam me of my money. The first peppermint tea I had bought, the small quantity Levi had gone through, he had charged me double of what it should be. What should I expect though? He’s a conman. I just had a soft spot for people from the Underground, hoping they would turn out for the better. The only person I’ve seen who’s ever done that would be Levi.

“Miss Evylnn! I didn’t see you last month! What can I get my best customer?” I rolled my eyes at him and looked at the tea leaves he had set out. I needed specialty teas. One powdered tea for baking and the special peppermint tea for my single customer. 

“I need this Earl Grey and this peppermint tea. The powder for the first one. How much?” He rubbed his chin, thinking of how to con me out of my money. 

“Well, since Earl Grey is popular this time of year, I’ll have to charge you more for that one. I’m on low supply, high demand. The peppermint will be the regular price.” I looked around him and saw the various other people buying things in the stalls to his left and right. 

“I don’t see the high demand, Marcus. Isn’t this the busiest time of day for the market?” He scratched the back of his head, looking for another out. 

“You just haven’t come at the right time for this part of the street.”

“Oh, that must be it.” I looked around his stall again and saw something in the back that caught my attention. It was perfect. 

“Marcus, how much is that?” I pointed to the open box and he seemed to smirk at my interest. He was going to charge me an arm and a leg for it I could just tell. 

“If you buy the tea at full price, I’ll throw it in for free.” Taking a few seconds I calculated it in my head and I was probably winning this deal. I held out my hand to him. 

“Deal. Can you wrap the box up for me?”

When I met back up with Levi, he seemed to have procured a small box himself and when I leaned over to inspect it, it he pulled it behind his back. 

“What’s that?” He turned his nose up to the sky, looking down at me. 

“None of your business.” I scrunched up my nose and stood up straight again. 

“We have to get Elias a gift and then we can get something to eat somewhere. What food do you like?” We started walking again in the same formation; Levi behind me on my right. 

“Don’t care.” He was back to it again: mumbling short phrases while glaring at everyone who walked by. I told him this is why people talk about him, but he didn’t respond to that either. Walking around to a few more stalls, I came across the toy dealer I knew would have what I wanted.

“Good afternoon, Miss… C-Captain Levi!” The toy maker bowed, “I-It’s nice to see you in the capital again!” Levi just grunted at the man who laughed his dismissal off. There were many wooden toys to choose from and a lot that were out of my price range. Hm, if I were an eight-year-old boy, what would I want?

“When you were eight, what did you play with?” It was a question I threw up in the air and I didn’t expect him to actually answer it. When he did, something caught in my throat and I coughed. 

“A knife.” I think even the toy maker took a second to make sure he heard him right. Again, no helping the rumors at all. 

I shook my head and reworded my question, “When you were eight, what did you want to play with?” I was switching between a figure of a soldier or a small train. I don’t remember anything that Elias specifically liked and he, as poor as they were, didn’t even have a lot of toys. If I got him anything, he’d be grateful. 

“The horse.” He pointed from behind me at the horse figurine that was on top of the shelf. It had joints so that it could move and it wasn’t completely stiff like the other wood ones I was looking at. Sadly, it was a bit steep in price. It would run me out of all the extra money I had allotted for dinner. 

“Hm, too bad it’s a bit expensive.” The toy maker seemed to jump on me as soon as I said that, holding the horse out for me to touch. For it’s price, it probably was sitting there for a long time. 

“I can give you a discount! Twenty percent off of the original price! Just in time for the year-end festival. All of the joints in this horse can move and even can support any matching soldier figure. The one you were previously looking at would fit perfectly!” I waved my hand at him and went back to looking at the soldiers. 

“No thank you, it’s still out of my price ra-” 

“I can buy it. How much is it? Do you want the soldier too?” I quickly turned back to look at Levi who had his wallet out and ready. I knew he was getting paid a bit more for his rank, but the Scouts were getting paid the least out of all the military. He didn’t even know Elias, so he shouldn’t have to buy something to pick up my burden. 

“No, no. It’s fine, I’ll just buy the soldier. It’s too much.” He raised his eyebrow at me and made sure I saw him hand over the money notes to the toy maker. It was him asserting dominance, making sure I knew he didn’t care. My mouth was wide when the toy maker handed him the box that the horse came in and he put in with everything else. 

“Miss, do you still want to buy the soldier?” I made sure to step right in front of Levi so he couldn’t dish out any more money than he’d already had. 

“Yes, please. I can just put it in the box with the horse.” The toy maker seemed to be very happy at the amount of money he just made and his shit-eating grin didn’t go away when we did. I don’t know what I was feeling, but I was a bit angry that he just went out and bought the gift. Not angry because I wanted to get it for Elias, but angry because I know Levi doesn’t earn a lot of money in the first place. 

“I’m paying for lunch,” He shrugged and just went back into formation, “I’m going to pick where we go too. So deal with it.” No answer. Not even a grunt. It was annoying that this was the third or forth thing I’ve let him just do. Cleaning the café, coming to the capital, and then this. I didn’t think he’d be such a giving person like this even if he tried to cover it up. 

The tavern I chose was a bit crowded, but we chose to sit in the back away from everyone else. I sighed when I got to put the heavy bags down and stretch out my shoulders. Levi did the same, but more quietly than I did. When the waitress came over, I even ordered for us because he didn’t speak up at all. It was back to quiet, silent Levi. 

I sat there, tapping my finger on the wooden table, just staring at him in wait. He knew I was looking at him, but apparently the water they had brought over was much more entertaining. Just sipping away at it until he needed a refill. We were going to play this game all day because I wasn’t about to break. 

At this point, I was bored, so I reached into my bag to replace some of the peeling bandages on my fingers. He just watched me do that for what seemed like forever. It was agonizing waiting for him to say something and I knew that I’d probably be run into insanity by his silence before he would lose. He knew we were playing a game. Even while we ate, in complete silence, I couldn’t stop myself from glaring at him. His expression, or lack-of, stayed the same throughout. I think the waitress saw this and barely came back to our table. 

Soon, it came time to actually discuss important things like “When are we going back?” or “Do you need to sleep before we ride back to Trost?”, but I still was too stubborn to say anything. We could sit in this tavern the whole night for all I cared, I wasn’t losing. 

Then the check came. 

As soon as she put the piece of paper down, she ran away from the war zone. Both of our hands shot out to try and take it away from the other. Our hands landed on each other and mine was victoriously on the bottom, touching the check. I broke my glare for the first time to smirk up at him and rub it in. 

“Tch,” He took his hand off and leaned back on the chair in his favorite position. With the smirk still on my face, I took out the money needed to pay for our silent lunch. That win definitely got me feeling better. 

“Why do you buy those two kids gifts?” He took another sip of water. Him breaking silence was acknowledging my win.

“Their father is part of that wall cult, so they don’t celebrate any holidays, and the mom drinks herself to near death every night. They’re good kids, too, so they deserve something nice. Sometimes they come and clean for me to get some free muffins.” He nodded and switched the leg that was crossed.

“What did you get the girl?”

“A dress and a book. She doesn’t have a lot of clothes and most of them are hand-me-downs from me. Their family was a friend of Mr. Flynn.”

“Your caretaker?” I realized that this was the first time we were actually talking about my past. Never during late night tea did we talk about things like this because it would ruin our game. I wondered what changed this time for him to feel comfortable talking about things like this. I was always ready to get to know and understand him, but it was the wall he built around us that didn’t allow me. The wall that kept everything he wanted out. 

“Yes, he took me in when I was twelve,” I looked out the window at the market again, “It was around here, too. Crazy to think it was so long ago.” 

“You got out earlier than I did.” I looked back at him and nodded, resting my head on my hand. It hasn’t been a long time for him at all. I've wanted to ask Levi for a long time about his time in the Underground, specifically to see if it aligns to anything I did or saw. Something I thought that it would be nice to see if we’ve met before, but I doubt that was the case. Most of the time I was locked up in a small room.

“There’s a place in the Royal Military Barracks for Scouts to stay when they visit Mitras. I have an office and a room there, so we can stay for the night. I’ll just have to sneak you in.” I nodded again. This would be fun, I’ve never been in a government building before. 

“Do you have an extra cape or something? I can wear that. We’re the same size.” He scoffed and almost slammed his cup on the table.

“We are not the same size. I am taller and much more muscular.” I raised an eyebrow and made the decision to tease him. He seemed to be really adamant about this issue of size.

“You’re only taller by a few centimeters. The first time I saw you that was what I thought. Short.” He glared at me, grey eyes cutting through my brown ones. 

“I can beat everyone’s ass in this tavern including yours.” I held my hands up and shrugged. This was going to be fun and perhaps it would win me another point.

“I think your attitude just compensates. You don’t want to hit me.” It was his turn to raise an eyebrow like I was wrong. 

“Compensates?” I rested my head on my hand again, leaning in a bit closer. He did the same to try and assert his dominance, making sure he was looking down at me. 

“You act so tough because you’re so short. So you’re compensating.” His eyes were on fire now. It was like he was struggling to keep his composure and think about something witty enough to say back. Maybe I should add flustered to the list, I’d definitely win a lot of points.

“I can assure you, I don’t need to compensate,” he hissed out. It was time to go in for the kill shot. Lowering my voice, I leaned in further. 

“Oh, so not for your height or for your . .?” He stood up almost knocking the chair over behind him. The light coming in from the window told me that, even with his head lowered, I’d won another point. Blush. 

“I’m going to get the horses.” 

Shivering, I put on the extra cape that he had and handed him my warm, winter coat. He had insisted that we would be caught if I wore my cape over my coat because “that’s not what Scouts do”. It was payback for earlier and probably for making him walk around the capital for a few more hours with me while I relentlessly teased him. I couldn’t help it, it was just so easy to do it with him. You say one suggestive thing and he stutters or blushes. I guess he didn’t have time in the Underground for those types of things seeing how uncomfortable it made him. Captain Levi became a stuttering mess when talking about suggestive things. I scored one more blush point and I decided to add flustered to the game because that’s where I was making big money. 

“Can we please go inside?” My teeth started chattering and he was enjoying the pain I was going through. Touché, Captain.

“Sorry, this one box just won’t close. I don’t know how to get the soldier in.” I took one, calming breath and closed my eyes before taking it out of his hands and putting it in myself. He had just stood there for five minutes doing nothing. 

“There, now can we go?” He shrugged and started walking towards the side door of the building ever so slowly. I beat him to the door and reached to open in, but it was locked. As he evilly laughed, I groaned out loud. That laugh didn’t count for a point. 

“Why are you in such a rush? The snow looks beautiful in the moonlight.” I clenched my jaw and stuffed my hands in my armpits, waiting for him to get to the damn door. My groaning was only going to make him walk slower. 

He finally reached the door and pulled out a ring of keys. Thankfully, he didn’t try to play with me and try every single key he knew was wrong. He opened the door and I almost ran in before he grabbed me to hold me back. I protested out loud again, but he put me down and pulled the hood of the cape up, patting my head once. Looking up, I glared at him again, making sure he knew how annoyed I was at him. 

“Wearing my cape, you look like you’d make a good Scout.” If I wasn’t annoyed, it would have been a touching gesture. When we got all the way inside and I forced him to use the empty fireplace in his office, then I got to thinking about it again. Was that his twisted way of saying I looked good in his cape? If he was trying to play the same game I was this morning, he was going to have to get better at it. 

“Wearing my cape, you look like a good Scout.” I mimicked his deep voice as I put my hands up to the fire. 

“What was that, cadet?” Looking over my shoulder, I glared at him and he smirked. He had insisted that he had piles of paperwork to do and I knew he had dug in the back of his drawers to try and make it seem true. An office that you rarely come to and you have piles of work? He knew it was a bad lie. And cadet? He wouldn’t stop calling me that since I put on this cape. If I wasn’t so cold without it, I’d have taken it off by now.

“Nothing, Captain.” I stuck my tongue out at him and turned back around to the fire. Whatever scary hold he had over his actual cadets wouldn’t work on me. He probably couldn’t punish me for defiance like he does to them. I’m under no military order to comply with him. 

“Do you want some tea? I only have regular black here though.”

“Uh, sure. I can make it.” I turned to stand up and he held up his hand.

“No, just get warm. I can’t have you complaining this whole time.” What a sick way of showing you care for people. I decided to disobey his order because I wasn’t a cadet and went to sit in the big chair facing his desk. It wasn’t that comfortable. 

“I don’t think anyone has come in and sat in that chair so nonchalantly as you.” His back was to me as he worked on making tea in the little built-in to the right of his desk. I could barely see him because his office was only illuminated by firelight. The moon was on the opposite side of the giant windows behind his desk, so it was just completely dark. There was also nothing on his desk or the walls to even give a tiny strip of light. The dark lord liked working in the dark. I wonder what his eyesight is like. 

“I’m pretty sure I’m one of the only civilians who’s ever come into this office. Does Commander Erwin come in here?” He nodded and turned around with two teacups. 

“You’re right, you are the first. Commander Erwin, Hange, Mike, disobedient cadets; those are usually who come in here.” I nodded like I knew who any of those other people were. 

“Is your office by Trost as big as this one?” It seemed like the piles of paperwork he needed to do magically disappeared as he leaned back in his big chair with his cup. 

“No, it’s probably half this size. The fireplace is also very small, just enough for heating the room. Then the bedroom is connected in that corner, the bathroom next to it. In here, the bedroom is across the hall. That’s where you will be sleeping.” 

“Where are you sleeping?” He pointed to the couch behind me that was touching the wall. It looked to be the same uncomfortable material as the chair I was sitting in. That wouldn’t be comfortable to sleep in. I turned back and frowned at him. 

“That’s got to be uncomfortable. You didn’t sleep yesterday, and now you’re not going to get any sleep on that.” I threw my legs over the arm of my chair and leaned back so my head was hanging off the other side. 

“You’re telling me that pose you’re doing isn’t either? And if I don’t sleep there, where else? The floor?” I didn’t know how he was going to react to my suggestion. We sleep five feet away from each other sometimes, so what’s the difference about, say, two feet in a bed? 

“With me.” He stopped drinking, but was definitely trying not to show any reaction to what I said. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with the suggestion, and it wasn’t like that, but maybe my teasing this morning made his mind go to that. That was my fault. The look he was giving me right now had to be because of that. I’d have to tell him it wasn’t like that at all. 

“N-Not like that,” I gave a fake laugh and put my hands up, “I was just thinking that if you slept in an actual bed it would be better for you to get sleep. This chair is really uncomfortable so I can’t imagine what it’s like sleeping on that couch.” He cleared his throat and put down the cup. It looked like he composed himself. 

“I rarely sleep more than a few hours anyways. I’ve slept on that couch before, it’s fine, Eva.” I shook my head fast, trying to win on this. I felt bad I was taking it from him. 

“I’ll even face the other way the whole time if you’re uncomfortable. I didn’t think you’d be one of those people who feels un-” He looked annoyed.

“I saw you sleep on the grass before we came to Mitras. If anything, I’d get more sleep on that couch versus you thrashing around in bed.” My mouth dropped. Did he have to insult me all the time like this? 

“I don’t trash! It was the grass, I just wasn’t comfortable!” He smiled this time. No smirk. That was worth ten points. I smiled back at him and he instantly dropped it. Ugh. He looks so handsome when he smiles, why can’t he do it more. 

“I bet people wouldn’t say the stuff they do about you if you smiled like that more.” He went back to doing the fake paperwork. 

“What do they say about me?” I sat up straight again as the blood was rushing to my head. 

“Mean. Scary. Intimidating. You can finish the list. I don’t think it’s all true because I’m not scared of you and I’m, like, the nicest person I know.” I pointed to my chest and he rolled his eyes signing something. His signature was really intricate. I tried to mimic it in my palm. My signature wasn’t that pretty, it was annoying he was this perfect. 

“Well, I obviously am not acting myself around you then.” I switched my finger to point at him and he looked up to me again. 

“No, I think you are acting like yourself around me.” He scoffed lightly and didn’t say anything in return. I made a noise to make fun of him and just rested my head in my hands staring at him so work. He was probably going to do that the whole night if I stayed here. 

“What time is it?” He quickly glanced at the clock on his desk, not stopping his writing. 

“Near eleven. You wanting to talk about your new recipe for croissants made dinner extend for more than a few hours.” I stuck my tongue out at him again, making sure his insult didn’t land. At least he was listening. 

“Why did you buy Elias the horse? Scouts dot earn a lot of money.” He tched me again. 

“I have more than enough money.” 

“Yeah, but why?” He was silent for a bit, finishing something he was writing. 

“You asked what I would’ve wanted at eight. I just wanted to give an eight year old what I didn’t have back then.” My heart swelled and all my anger about him buying it melted away. That’s so nice. He’s nice and he doesn’t even know it.

I stayed there for what felt like another hour, just saying a few sentences here and there. Some he answered, others he grunted, but to the most of them he didn’t say anything. He was really concentrating on the fake paperwork, it made me think it was actually real for a second. My staring finally ended when I yawned too long for my liking. Yeah, it was bedtime.

“Wake me up when you want to leave. I’m quick to get ready.” I stood and held my hand to say goodbye as I walked to the door. 

“Make sure there’s no one in the hallway when you go in. If I’m really as intimidating as you say, people are probably jumping to get dirt on me.” 

“I’ll make sure to have a conversation with the MPs on my way over.” I don’t know if that made him laugh because I walked out and right into his room. It was as bare as his office. Just one full sized bed, a window, a desk, and a tall set of drawers. It was cold too, with no fireplace or heater for warmth. Guess I freeze. 

I walked over to the dresser and looked for a shirt to wear that wasn’t thin like my own. He wouldn’t miss one of the same white long sleeves he has. I pulled one out and put it on. He had never worn these. They just smelled like laundry and that’s not what he smells like. 

“Ew. How do I know what he smells like?” I shook my head and looked around again. His room was really empty. I wonder what the one outside of Trost looks like. He lives in that one regularly so it can’t be like this. I hoped it wasn’t like this or I might just have to do a remodel to make him mad. 

Laying down in bed, I finally had the moonlight on my face. This bed also hadn’t been slept in for a long time. Nothing looked lived in or smelled like him. Ugh. I got to stop saying that. I looked up at the wall trying to will myself to sleep knowing he was going to wake me up at an ungodly hour. 

Mint, lemon, and… what was the third one? I couldn't figure it out since he only left traces, but there was a third one. Mint from tea, lemon from cleaning soap, and… what the hell what the third one? 

I turned over, pulling the covers under my arm. Wearing his shirt and thinking about what he smells like. Great, good one, Eva. I even offered him this bed, too. It’s a good thing I didn’t because we would be back to back right now… which wasn’t a bad thing now that I’m thinking about it. 

I tensed up and looked down at my stomach. Oh no, Eva. What did you get yourself into? Or, rather, how long did I know I was going to get myself in this situation and didn’t care?

How… How do you know you like a boy?

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Children of the future.

Synopsis: Barry Allen goes into the future by accident and finds out that in the future he is married to his best friend, Y / N and has two adorable children.

Characters: Barry Allen [Flash] and Reader [You]

Warnings: none.

A / N: I always loved the fics where Barry has children with the reader, too bad they are so rare. I hope you like the fic. Reblog if you like to help spread the word.

Sorry for the mistakes in writing. I am not fluent in English.

Requests are open

Masterlist | Prompts

Barry Allen was running like lightning. Cisco decided to test Barry's speed by making him run as fast as he can.

The leaves on the trees swayed as Barry passed, leaving everything in disarray along the way. Barry didn't care if he was going too fast, until a crack opened in front of him and Barry couldn't stop.

The sprinter was thrown on the wet grass floor. He got up quickly and looked around, wondering if it was for the past or the future. Everything was normal.

Barry noticed that there were some buildings in places that used to be houses and assumed he was in the future. Barry knew he couldn't risk changing the future, but he was curious.

Allen was surprised to see the name "Allen" engraved on the mailbox of a large house. The house was white and had three floors. He approached, seeing that on the porch of the house there was a swing and a doghouse with the name "Grant" engraved on it.

Barry's questioned whether he actually read the right name in the mailbox. He didn't have much time to think before a big fat dog ran towards him, dropping the Flash on the floor. The dog caught him off guard.

The animal began to lick Allen's face, causing the brunett to laugh. Barry carefully moved the dog away, standing up.

— Sit down! — He said to the dog and to Barry's surprise, the animal obeyed and sat on the grass. The dog wagged its tail and looked very cheerful.

Flash heard a giggle from the door. He looked up and gave a surprised exclamation when he saw that Y/N was standing in front of the door, arms crossed.

— I thought you would only come back tomorrow. Cisco called saying you had an accident in Star City. — Y/N said, walking over to Barry.

The man tried to hunt for words to reply to his friend, but he was petrified when he got a peck from his childhood friend.

The woman ran a hand through Barry's brown hair and looked at him tenderly. Flash noticed that she had a beautiful ring on her fingers. She got married.

Y / N returned to kissing Barry, leaving him in a state of panic. The brunett never thought of kissing his friend, since he was in love with Iris.

— Let's go. Benjamin and Anastasia are alone long enough to set the house on fire. — Y/N said, pulling the speedster's hand to force him into the house.

— Benjamin and Anastasia? — He asked, frowning. Who were these people?

— Are you going to say you forgot your children's names? — Y/N asked in a playful tone. Barry opened his mouth in shock.

Flash barely had time to say anything. Two small, fluffy bodies crashed into Allen. They were children.

Benjamin and Anastasia were children. Children of Barry and Y/N.

Flash opened its mouth but was unable to say a word. He looked at the children who had the Y/N's hair color and Barry's green eyes.

The boy looked a lot like Barry and he had a very sweet smile. The girl looked like a cute princess.

— Daddy! — The girl said, reaching for Barry to pick her up. Allen wondered if he should pick the girl up, but after Anastasia pouted him softly, Barry grabbed the girl and gave him a big hug.

Barry had children. He formed a family.

It was not with Iris as he imagined, but Y/N seemed to love him with such intensity that it was clear that there was a lot of love.

— Daddy. Ben, mom and I made chocolate cake. — Anastasia said. Her voice was soft and sweet. Barry almost cried when the girl laid her head on his shoulder.

— Mom let me make the cake filling in the mixer. — Benjamin, who seemed to be 2 years older than Anastasia said, smiling proudly.

— It must be delicious. — Barry said, smiling at the boy. The boy hugged Allen's leg.

The two children dragged Barry into the kitchen and made the speedster eat lots of pieces of cake and a jug of juice that Benjamin made. It was sour but Barry took every drop to make the boy happy.

The house was large and warm. Barry couldn't say whether it was hot because of the heater or if it was for the family who lived there. The kitchen at the house had a large slate taped to the counter where it indicated what was needed to be bought at the market and who was going to wash the dishes that day.

Barry loved everything. It seemed strange at first, but now it was an incredible future. For the first time in his life, Barry felt that everything was going to work out in the end.

He thought the children were normal, that they were not speedsters. But the moment Y/N dropped a glass, Benjamin ran like a lightning bolt and didn't let the object hit the floor.

— Are you a speedster? — Barry asked, his face filled with surprise.

— Of course my love. — Y/N said, emphasizing "my love". In the present, she always called Barry "Allen" or some stupid nickname. Barry liked to be called "my love". — Our babies are like you. Although Anastasia hate to run

— I prefer to walk. — The girl said. It was the cutest sight Barry had ever seen. The little girl had a teddy bear on her lap and used a toy spoon to give a "imagine" soup to the teddy.

— You look weird, Dad. — Benjamin said. The boy was focused on a portable video game and barely looked at the people at the table.

— Really, Barry. Are you alright? — Y/N asked the husband. She noticed that the speedster was stunned and looked strange. — Children, can you keep the cake in the fridge and then go to play in your rooms?

— Yes mom. — The babies said in at the same time. Benjamin used his super speed to put the dish in the fridge and went to the bedroom. Anastasia preferred to walk like an normal human.

Y/N took Barry into the living room. The fireplace was lit for the winter and some toys were mirrored down the hall. The dog Barry assumed was family was lying on the couch with his belly up.

— What happened, Barry? — She asked as soon as Barry took a seat in the living room. She noticed that her husband never seemed to have stepped on the house and looked at everything as a curious visitor.

— Nothing. It's okay, honey. — Allen tried to sound convincing.

— Barry, I wanted to tell you something. — Y/N sat on Barry's lap, leaving him perplexed. Barry stood like a statue when the woman placed a long kiss on his lips. — Do you like having two children?

— Clear. Ben and Ana are amazing children. — Barry said, trying to look like the father they know.

— So I think you will love even more having three children! — Y/N said, with eyes full of water. She took a box out of her pocket and Barry recognized it as the box for a pregnancy test. — I found out two days ago, but I was going to wait for you to come back from Star City.

— You are pregnant? — Barry asked.

— Yes. Caitlin thinks I'm five weeks old. It's still the size of a bean bean but I already love it so much. — Y/N said, rubbing his belly.

Y/N was surprised to get a hug from her husband. Barry was shaking and looked surprised, something strange since he already has two children.

Allen had tears in his eyes and Y/N hugged him back, laying his head on his shoulder.

— Thank you, Y/N. — Barry thanked. — Thank you for being my family and for giving me three amazing children. You're perfect.

— You gave them to me, Barry. You played an important role when it came to making them. — She said, giggling. Flash was thinking about how strange it would be to have sex with his best friend. Barry had known Y/N since elementary school and had never thought of her in a romantic way.

Now, Barry envied Barry of the future, who had perfect children and a beautiful woman who loved him. The Flash hoped that this was his future.

— How did we even start dating? — The brunet asked, trying not to sound thick and make the woman angry.

— You were almost killed by a villain and I realized I loved you. But Iris also realized that she loved you. It took a long time for you to decide that you loved me and ask me to date. — She explained, laughing. — You are always fast but you are so reading in some things.

— Funny. — Barry said, squeezing Y/N's waist. Barry's cell phone rang and the woman got up from his lap, letting Flash pick up the phone and answer it.

— Dude, where are you at? You were running and suddenly you were gone. — He heard Cisco say. Flash's friend was nervous.

— I'm on my way, Cisco. — Barry said, hanging up afterwards without letting Cisco answer. — Y/N, I have to go. Cisco is in need of my help.

— Sure honey. — Y/N said, giving her husband another kiss. — Come back early for dinner. Today Ben's notes arrived and he wants you to see them at dinner time.

— Okay. — Barry looked intently at the woman and the house before going to the door. This was a perfect future. — See you later, Y/N.

— Save the world, Flash. — Y/N said, while stroking his own belly. Barry took one last look at Y/N before running to go back to the past.

Tears streamed down Barry's face as he ran. Barry always wanted to have a family and in the future he did, with a pet dog and warm hugs.

As soon as Barry came back to the present, he went straight to Star Labs. He knew that at that time you were helping Caitlin to take care of the imprisoned metahumans.

— Hey man, where were you? — Cisco asked as soon as Barry stopped in the middle of the Star labs.

— I fell in the middle of the race. — Flash lied, knowing he couldn't tell anyone about the future. — Where's Y/N?

— She is giving lunch to the imprisoned metahumans. She always does that.

Barry did not answer his friend. He ran straight in the direction of Y/N.

She had a tray in her hand and was walking towards a prisoner's cell.

— Hi, Y/N. — The Flash greeted the girl. She just looked at him and smiled, backe walking. — I was thinking. We have been friends for so long and we never go out to dinner just for the two of us.

— Why should you go out with Iris, your great unrequited love. — Y/N replied, making Barry make a face.

— Do you want to go out with me Friday for dinner? — Barry invited his friend. She smiled, stopping walking and looking at the brunet.

— Since you insist so much, I agree to go out with you, Allen. — Y/N said, running a hand through Barry's hair. He smiled, thinking it wouldn't be so bad to be married to you in the future.