#fruits basket one shot

[freakytozier]

Mom and Dad

A fruits basket one shot where Tohru and Kyo are called mom and dad. I have never written anything for Fruits Basket so this is probably very out of character and honestly very bad. Still, enjoy!

Word count: 2504

Trigger Warnings: none, this is all pure fluff

“Miss Honda?” Yuki’s voice was soft, careful not to pull the attention of the other students passing by his way. His shadowed loomed over the sitting girl who beamed up at him, head tilted slightly to the side,

“Yes?” Tohru’s voice was just as soft although it was filled to the brim with excited curiosity.

“Would it be alright if the student council group joined this group for lunch tomorrow?” Yuki’s eyes remained on the ground like a child nervously asking for a toy. A small smile graced his lips as Tohru nodded enthusiastically,

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“Of course! I am so glad! I can’t wait to meet them.” The girl before him gushed on and on before driving herself into a panic,

“Should I make them lunch? I can prepare a small meal for everyone. Do you think they would like that? A small lunch type platter…” The girl verbally made a list of groceries and what she needed to do tonight and tomorrow to make a friendship feast. Yuki watched in both amazement and horror but expected nothing less from Miss Honda,

“Y-You really don’t have to do that. They just really want to meet you and everybody else. Combine groups. That’s all.” Yuki choked out the sentence as Tohru trailed off to look at him,

“I know that but their your friends, Yuki. I want to do this.” Tohru’s voice was soft but full of genuinity that it almost took Yuki back,

“I almost forgot who I am talking to. Thank you, Miss Honda. I am sure they will love it.” Tohru and Yuki shared a smile as their friends voices filled the afternoon air,

“Tohru! Tohru!” the bounding bunny quickly came between Yuki and Tohru, bouncing on the tips of his toes,

“Momiji! It’s so good to see you!” The genuine beam of a smile caused the bunny to only bounce faster as the annoying cat sulked around to sit near Tohru. Tohru still listening intently to the rambling Momiji, her hand finding its way next to her and close to Kyo’s own resting hand. No one accept Yuki and Kyo himself seemed to notice. Kyo’s face as red as his hair and Yuki’s face filled with an unspoken threat, care for her or I’ll kill you. Hanajima, Uotoni, and Haru came next, a sign that Yuki’s time with the girl before him was over. With a small smile he turned to head to the student council meeting,

“Yuki!” Tohru’s yell caught him as he turned half way back, a matching smile on her lips, “Just take care of yourself, okay? Don’t work too hard.”

“Of course Miss. Honda, I will see you later today.” The giggling voices and loud arguments erupted behind Yuki as he left to find Machi and the others.

***

Machi and the others were easy to find, all sat around the small table in the student council room. A deep breath and Yuki opened the door caught in a whirlwind of excited shouts and complaints,

“Yun-Yun! You finally came to Kimi and others! Kimi is so excited.”

“Hey Yun-Yun. What did mom say about lunch?”

“Where were you?! The meeting started 2 minutes ago! You of all people can NOT be slacking President!”

“Yuki.”

The voices clamored over each other but Yuki settled on sitting next to Machi and glaring at Manabe,

“What did you call Miss Honda?” The venom in Yuki’s voice only caused the group to snicker as Manabe’s smile widened into a full blown smirk,

“Mom. what did she say about lunch tomorrow?” Manabe’s voice lilted with laughter as Yuki let a scowl settle on his face,

“Do. Not. Call. Her. That.” Each word was punctuated with a deepening glare that caused the others in the group to share a look as Manabe puffed out his chest,

“I can call her whatever I like. Who is to tell me not to?” Manabe made sure to lean forward, baiting the seething president,

“Yuki. He’s teasing. Lets just get started.” Machi’s voice was soft but it was enough to pull Yuki out of his glaring contest with Manabe. He turned to look at the soft spoken girl and let out a sigh,

“Fine, fine. It’s my fault anyways.” Yuki’s voice was soft when addressing Machi, always soft. Manabe’s chest puffed out even farther at the idea that he won this round with the president. Machi nodded a small smile finding its way onto her face.

“Alright lets get started…”

***

The meeting went with out too many issues. A few outburst from Nao about not being able to work in these conditions that caused a few “cut shortstop,” jokes from Kimi and Manabe. Overall, Yuki took it as a win. The early back and forth nearly slipped his mind, until he saw Manabe leaning against the door frame waiting for Yuki to catchup. Machi had already left, leaving Yuki to deal with her brother alone, and Yuki never really blamed her. Manabe was a lot.

“You know I was joking, right Yun-Yun?” Manabe made his voice a little lower than normal, maybe even holding a hint of apology in his tone. Grim faced, Yuki nodded,

“I know, its just-” The incomplete sentence hangs in the air between the two, the unspoken words a understanding that causes Manabe to break into his signature smirk. A smirk that Yuki has seen one too many times today, “Don’t even-”

“You haven’t told Miss Honda how you see her yet, have you? Oh Yun-Yun, you poor soul.” The mocking tone filling Yuki with weighted dread,

“No. I haven’t. I would like to keep it that way. I’m not ready yet-”

“Yet you told me about it? Doesn’t she deserve to know? Sure, it’s weird but it’s only fair. Honda deserves to know. Plus, based off what you have told me about her, I don’t think she will mind much.” Manabe shrugged as Yuki kept his eyes downcast,

“It could ruin everything. I can’t lose her. Not yet.” The words were spoken so softly, Manabe almost didn’t hear him. Another shrug was Yuki’s only response as Manabe turned to leave,

“Thanks, Manabe. I’ll- I’ll think about it. Just… don’t embarrass me tomorrow. Okay?” An olive branch of compromise for tomorrow yet,

“No promises Yun-Yun, I mean you should have seen your face today! See ya tomorrow?” Manabe stalked off, his laughter trailing behind him. Yuki sulked in the corner before making his way out of the council’s meeting room, the dread of tomorrow swirling in the pits of his stomach.

***

Anxiety fluttered in Yuki’s stomach as he entered the shared home,

“Ah, Yuki, great to see you have finally made your way home!” Shigure lamented as Tohru beamed and Kyo scowled,

“So he’s home, who cares?” Kyo’s retort was left unanswered. The usual back and forth falling flat. Kyo shrugged but Tohru wide eyed made sure to jump in,

“So Yuki, how was school today?” A lame attempt but Yuki just shook his head answering the unspoken question,

“I’m alright Miss Honda, just tired. Plus, I see no need interacting with that stupid cat.” Head up eye and chest puffed out, Yuki played up his normal hatred as Tohru’s posture relaxed at the normalcy,

“Oh, okay. Just let me know if you need anything. Okay, Yuki?” A simple huff was response enough as he headed up the stairs to his room.

“I wonder what that was all about.” Kyo muttered as once again Tohru sprang up wide-eyed,

“But he said he was alright. Maybe he’s just stressed from the student council! It has been a lot for him.” The girl tried to reason as Shigure nodded along. Kyo only shrugged, unsure of how to calm Tohru,

“Maybe.”

“Oh! I need to get started on dinner and the friendship feast. Kyo, do you want to help?” An innocent question but a deep blush rushed to the cat’s cheeks as he let out a hearty sigh,

“I guess. Someone needs to make sure you don’t injure yourself in the kitchen.” The two joked and talked as the banging of pots and pans filled the small room. Shigure sat with a book in hand and a sly smirk resting on his face.

***

“Hi, my name is Tohru Honda. It’s an honor to meet you all.” The sentence filled with excitement and genuine joy accompanied by a deep bow, “I really hope you enjoy this feast Kyo and I prepared!” The redhead tsked with a wave of a hand.

“This is Hatsuharu Sohma, Momiji Sohma, Hana-Chan, and Uo-Chan as well! We are all very excited to have you join our group today!” Tohru continued to ramble as the small group of student council members gawked at the overly polite girl.

“Tohru…Tohru!” a sudden hand on the top of her head with a reassuring pressure. Mouth moving but no words coming out, eyes up, finding Kyo’s hand resting there. It was enough to calm the easily flustered girl. Her shoulders relaxed and her smile became more apologetic. The first of the student council to step up was the up-tight Nao,

“It’s nice to meet you, and thank you for the food. I would like to apologize in advance for my dim-witted counterparts.” The annoyed tone accompanied with a slight bow. Manabe was quick to bring his hand down on top of Nao’s head,

“That’s. Rude. Short stack!”

“Ow! Manabe!? Really?!”

“Oh, please, there’s no need to fight. Really!” Tohru’s frantic voice cut through the sudden commotion. Tohru’s group just watched in amusement,

“This is going to be fun,” the rough voice of Uotoni’s whisper interrupted the argument as Hanajima only nodded in agreement,

“ I agree. Their waves are all so… interesting.” The girl in all black watched blankly as Machi was the next to step forward,

“It is lovely to meet you Miss Honda. Thank you for everything, truly.” The softness of Machi’s voice trembled with her intimidation of the sweet girl in front of her. Machi wasn’t scared of the girl, no. She was truly amazed at the kindness that helped shape Yuki into who he is and was filled with this type of awe. As much as she would never admit it to Yuki, Machi knew how important this meeting was. She wanted Tohru to like her, as Yuki’s designated mother. It was laughable really, how hard Machi was trying to get Tohru to like her even after hearing about her endless kindness,

“Please, call me Tohru. I truly hope we can be friends!” An outstretched hand is all that the trembling Machi needed to know that she was succeeding. Bringing her own hand to reach Tohru’s, she almost gasped at the warmth that worked its way up her arm,

“I would love that T-To-Tohru.” Machi tried to keep her features smooth, resisting the urge to tighten her face in annoyance with her stutters. Hands not yet close to letting go of one another was when Manabe finally stepped up,

“Yo, madre. How’s it hanging?” The icy glare Yuki sent his way almost stopped the gaining grin that consumed his face. Tohru’s group stared with wide jaws and unblinking eyes as Tohru’s face become heated with a ferocious blush,

“I- you- What?”

“What did you call her?” The striking calm voice of Kyo. He made sure to grab Tohru’s wrist closest to him. A subtle claim that seemed to say, watch your words. She’s mine. This only caused Manabe’s comical wide smile to grow even more,

“Don’t worry Padre. It’s just a joke. Yuki here…the way we heard about Miss Honda here, she sounded like a lovely mom to our dear Yun-Yun. It seems if she’s the mom, you’d be the dad.” Yuki’s face burned as Manabe stuck his tongue out towards Yuki in defiance before turning back to the blushing Tohru and the seething Kyo.

“It’s nice to meet everyone. Mom, Dad, Uo, Hana, Haru, and Momiji. Did I miss anyone?” The group clamored for anything to grab hold to in order to calm the blushing Kyo and Tohru,

“It really does fit. Ya know? Tohru does act quite like a mutter and I guess Kyo could be a grumpy Papa.” Momiji giggled at the thought as Haru nodded firmly,

“I could see it.” The rest of the group clamored to agree as Manabe slyly looked at the calming Yuki. The red flash of embarrassment turned pink as he just watched both groups agree at the concept, except Hanajima,

“No. If anything, Tohru is our darling, precious daughter. You all have to see it.” Hanajima’s eyes found Uo who nodded subtly. Kyo, without missing a beat,

“Fine. You two are the old hags of this family.” Letting go of Tohru’s wrist and crossing his arms across his chest, “If I am getting a role I don’t want then so are you too.” The two girls grumbled but accepted their fate as the next student council member jumped to be next,

“Kimi was worried for second that you forgot about her! You wouldn’t have let them, would you Yun-Yun?” The girls eyes widened and brimmed with false tears. Her fingers interlocked in front of her. Her lips jutted out as a small pout but all Yuki could do was role his eyes. Tohru jumped to respond,

“I am so sorry! We would never leave anybody out! It is a pleasure to meet you Kimi. Please enjoy some of the lunch we have prepared!” Tohru’s eyes sparkled as Kimi immediately perked up,

“Kimi thanks you so! Lets dig in!” At the final statement both groups agreed and surged towards the friendship feast. Manabe clamored to annoy the blushing cat, Nao turned to talk to Momiji and Haru in hopes of a riveting conversation (he only later learned he made a mistake), and Machi found confort next to the stoic Hanajima. Kimi jumped around to groups openly flirting and pouting with anyone she could. Tohru stood back and watched the scene, Yuki slowly walking up to her,

“It sure looks like we will all be friends in no time!” Tohru gushed as Yuki could only nod. The swirling dread from yesterday tightening into a knot in his stomach,

“I’m sorry about them. They can be a lot. I also want to apologize for the whole mo-”

“Don’t. I don’t mind being seen as a mother figure. I see it as an accomplishment. My whole life I have wanted to stay connected to my own mother. I have always tried to mimic her kindness and it’s an honor to know that others recognize that. You all can see me as a mother. I don’t mind. It makes my heart happy in the strangest way.” Tohru’s words trailed off as she watched Manabe’s smirk and Kyo’s signature scowl deepen. She choked down a laugh as Yuki let out a blinding smile. Ready to move on in the conversation he was taken aback when the two groups looked over at Tohru and then Kyo. All together,

“Thanks mom and dad!”

[imagineanime2022]

Tohru's Cousin Headcannon's

Characters involved: Yuki, Kyo, Ayame, Hatori, Hatsuharu

Requested: @twilightlover2007

Request: And yes please on the headcannons I'd love to see em!!

Original Story

First Impressions

Yuki was shocked that you seemed a lot more shy than your cousin but in some ways that made you easier to talk to, at least for him. You were the only girl that he knew that could talk to him without his reputation getting in the way. He liked being around you, you didn’t have to talk, sometimes just sitting in the same room while talking would be enough.

Kyo thought you were weird, no two ways about it. Just like he thought Tohru was. Kyo didn’t like many people but you weren’t the worst person that he had ever come across. It takes Kyo a while to warm up to anyone so no one would be surprised if you were scared of him, he tried to be a little more gentle with you but that wasn’t really something that Kyo was very good at.

Ayame decided that he was your friend the moment that you walked into the room, he didn’t need to know you to know that you’d make a good addition to the three man team that they had. Ayame knew that he could be a bit much so he waited for one of the others to talk to you before he inserted himself into the conversation. You seemed to be a little wary of him and took a backseat when he did involve himself but he was sure that you were smiling under your hand.

Hatori could see that you were an anxious individual and was the one to take a step back when you met everyone else, he waited until he was introduced to you. You were an open book to anyone that was willing to read you. Hatori noted the similarities between the two of you, it’s likely that you would grow close to him as time moved on.

Hatsuharu is the most respectful after Hatori when he meets you, soft spoken and sweet, easy to talk to considering how much younger than you he is. Haru would often be protective of you though because of your more reserved personality, you had been nothing but kind to him and he refused to let anyone hurt or take advantage of you.

Getting To Know You

Yuki actually becomes something like a little brother to you both of you spending time together, you’d often listen when he needed someone to talk to offer your opinion when asked and just sit with him sometimes. You weren’t an overbearing presence so he didn’t mind you being around, you connected through books but as time went on you became closer even without it.

Kyo tried his hardest not to sound harsh and it was appreciated as you started to realise that he didn’t always mean things the way that they sounded. You started to read between the lines and when you were comfortable enough even told him he didn’t have to change the way that he talked for you to feel more comfortable (of course he denied that was what he was doing). Kyo was in many ways aggressively shy and once you realised that he was also easy to talk to, he’d often ease up around you and speak more freely especially when there was no one else around.

Ayame invited you everywhere, if he was doing something and he needed a friend, you were the one that he called on, mostly because he wanted to make you feel welcome. When he first met you he could see that acceptance was something that you struggled to get from others so he’d so you that you were accepted as you were here. Ayame was easily the most forthcoming, he invited you for tea and coaxed you to talk for hours, he definitely knew the most about you after Tohru.

Hatori would often run into you in town and make small conversation with you but it was during social events that involved more than just 2 people that you really got to know each other. Hatori would often find you hiding in a corner somewhere or getting overwhelmed by the number of people that were around, he’d make up some kind of excuse and take somewhere a lot quieter. This was when you would end up having deeper conversations, Hatori admitted that he was much like you and struggled with events like this so he told you that if you were both there you would both find a way to sneak off and get away from it all (if his family didn’t need him to be there of course).

Hatsuharu is likely to come to you when there’s a problem with Yuki or one of the others, funny enough he trusts you to take care of them more than the others in the family, especially Yuki. Dark scared you at first but it wasn’t long before he was figured out too, Haru liked that you didn’t treat him any different, Dark barely came out around you but when you were faced with him he was still brash and violent but it was never towards you in fact Haru seemed to calm down a lot quicker around you returning to his normal self.

How Your Relationship Settles

Yuki does treat you like an older sister, while his relationship with Ayame does improve with your help, he does come to you often for advice no matter what the situation is. You never tease him or try to get more than what he wants to give and your opinion always helps. He hated that you ended up getting hurt because of their family drama and definitely came to check up on you when Shigure distanced himself.

Kyo often came to you when he needed to hide, when you were working you’d let him into the back room, even Miss Okai became fond of him. While he was there Kyo would help you move things around and clean up the store, if he was around when someone decided to make a mess you better believe he’s yelling at them to clean it up so you don’t have to. Kyo actually liked being around you, you never forced him to talk or act a certain way and even hid him from people that he didn’t want to deal with, you were a nice escape for him when Tohru wasn’t available.

Ayame loved you for everything you were and the person that he watched you grow into, you hadn’t changed in the slightest but you seemed so much more comfortable with who you were, at least around him. He didn’t mind that you didn’t talk too much because he knew that you were listening to him, especially when you appeared with small gifts that he had talked about in your previous talks. He was the one that you would talk to if you were having problems with Shigure because he would tell you if you were being too meek or accepting of something and encourage you to speak up.

Hatori treated you like a little sister. He was protective of you, made sure to keep an eye on you and make sure that you were okay. He always kept the promise to get you out of any situation that you felt uncomfortable in, all except one and he apologises every time it’s brought up, no matter how many times you tell him it’s not his fault. Hatori would often ask you for book recommendations and you would often spend time talking about it afterwards.

Hatsuharu sought you out a lot, he liked to hand around when the shop was empty because he could ask you to read to him, I think Haru likes to read but often gets distracted or frustrated so having some read to him works very well and you were patient enough when he needed you to reread something or explain it to him. He continues to be protective of you and makes sure that people know not to mess with you, he and Hatori often work together to keep you safe, coordinating so they know that the other is with you if you finish late (if Shigure wasn’t there already which was rare).

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[bstroobery]

Comic based on real events that happened when 💻 was playing Minecraft earlier. 🍓 and I watched him play it, and he was talking about something (neither 🍓 or I remember what the hell he was talking about) and then suddenly he gets attacked by a zombie in broad daylight while chopping down a cherry blossom tree, and then gets set on fire because the zombie was also on fire and died.

We both got a kick out of that.

Also… uh… yeah. More of my art… 👍

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[fuyine]

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Good day, ladies and gentlemen. I do quick drabble, hc's, and maybe even a whole fic. Writing is my second hobby to sleeping, thus I'd venture into my dreams to create scenarios. My chat box is always open, and I wouldn't mind making moots.

I arose from multiple fandoms, mainly Case Closed, Magic Kaito, Haikyuu, and Genshin Impact as their characters are whom I am more familiar to write with. By 'multiple fandoms', I am also interested in M/M/M if, by any chance, I wouldn't mind doing some quick ones with it too.

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[cr33py-d0lly]

pls ask for head cannons or mood boards or one shots

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[riceballmari]

ever since i saw the "what if machi lived in the tent instead of tohru" fic idea under another what-if fic, i haven't gotten the idea out of my head. i miiiiight write something about it, but idk if i'm cut out for writing long-ass multi-chapter fics, especially ones above 6 chapters.

[steelycunt]

i think the research side will actually be very fun for this. it will be like. my politics degree if i was interested + committed to it + present at my lectures and seminars + had the opportunity to mention teeth and/or the discography of post-punk band xtc in my essays

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Courtside Crew - Paige Bueckers x fem!reader

summary: you and your daughter Zoe attend Paige's basketball game word count: 1k a/n: was having real bad baby fever and could not stop thinking about Paige as a mom

"Remember, baby, one at a time." You assisted your toddler with her bag of fruit snacks while trying to keep your eye on the game.

It was the 4th quarter of a game against Chicago, and the Valkyries were struggling with some players in foul trouble. It was loud in the arena, with fans on all sides groaning as the refs called another technical foul. Even though you and Paige have been together since she started playing professionally, you still got nervous about her games.

You and Paige welcomed your daughter Zoe about two and a half years ago, and she gets as excited as Paige does for any basketball-related events. She munched on her fruit snacks, grabbing two or three in her tiny little fists as you nervously tapped your fingers against her leg.

Zoe has successfully attended a handful of games, mainly the home ones, since traveling with a toddler isn't a science either you or Paige have mastered yet. She loved coming to them because it meant seeing her mom in action, running up and down the court, and making baskets. The loud arena erupts in cheers, and every time you cheer, she repeats after you despite not quite knowing all the rules of basketball yet.

There was only another minute and a half left to the game, with the Valkyrie three points behind Chicago. Paige had passed the ball to one of her teammates from the corner of the three-point line. When the ball swished into the basket, it secured enough lead for the Valkyrie to take home the win.

You and Zoe watched with your eyes glued to the court, Zoe's head tucked safely under your chin while she wriggled on your lap to follow where the ball was headed. The opposing team brought the ball up to the basket, ready to make the shot, before it was blocked by one of Paige's teammates. There was only enough time left in the shot clock for the Valkyrie to try and score.

Paige was laser-focused on protecting the ball, dribbling it up the court, and making a pass to one of her teammates. Right as her teammate was ready to release from the paint, they got blocked by a member of the Chicago Sky. She passed the ball to Paige with ten seconds left on the clock.

You could see the gears turning in your wife's head as she stepped back to shoot from the three-point line. You've seen her do it a million times, and it still makes your entire body buzz with excitement. Once the ball bounces against the backboard and falls into the net, you and Zoe shoot up and scream.

"Zoe, baby, did you see that!?" You couldn't contain your excitement as you propped her up against your hip, her hair bouncing as she laughed happily.

The game was complete once the buzzer sounded, with the Valkyrie winning by six points. The entire arena cheered for the team's second straight win. You grabbed your purse and held Zoe's hand as you shuffled through the crowd to find Paige.

"Mommy, you won! You won!" Before you could even put your daughter down properly, she ran straight to Paige on the court, finishing up a quick post-game interview.

Her little sneakers squeak against the floor before Paige picks her up, holds her against her hip, and kisses the fat of her cheek. "Hi, princess! Yes, we did. Where's Mama?"

You were close by, instantly lighting up at the sight of Paige holding your daughter. Paige's cheeks were flushed from playing the entire last quarter, and she was all teeth, alternating between smiling and smacking kisses to your daughter's head.

She excitedly whispers to Zoe when she spots you coming over, "Oh! There she is, Zozo! You see her?"

Zoe whips her head around until she sees you, getting completely sandwiched between you and Paige as you go to hug the both of them.

Paige goes to press a kiss to your lips, the top of Zoe's head tickling your chin. The chaos and excess energy of the game leave Paige when she finally gets to see you and Zoe after all of it. Her relief shows as she asks you, "Did I make my girls proud today?"

"Of course, baby. You always do," you affectionately gush. Paige carries herself with so much confidence no matter what, but parenthood has seriously brought out a different side to her than you ever knew. Watching her play so selflessly because she knows Zoe is watching makes you fall harder for her every game.

Zoe nods in agreement, wraps her arms around Paige's neck, and tells her, "You did good, Mommy!"

Paige smiles at Zoe, ticking her neck as she bounces lightly and tells her, "Thank you, princess. I gotta go do the cameras. Are you gonna be good for Mama?"

In toddler speak, 'do the cameras' meant post-game conferences and press in general. Usually, Paige would go while you and Zoe headed back home and tried to get her to bed at a reasonable hour.

Zoe nods at Paige seriously before asking, "Story tonight?"

Paige replies, "You can count on it, princess." She kisses you goodbye and hands Zoe off to you. As much as Paige loves her job, she can't wait to come home and spend time with you and Zoe. She sends you a text as she walks through the tunnel.

Your phone buzzes with the text that reads: No falling asleep on the couch before I get home

You smile before typing back: Hurry home and you won't have to worry abt it!!

[honeylullaby]

“You have no idea what ‘ya doing to me, do ‘ya?” PT 1

(Rivals) Declan O’Hara x Reader PT 1

Suggestion by my sweet anon / SPOILER 🫶🏽 Maud has unexpectedly took off for London, leaving Declan alone. He could never touch, or even look, at another. Or could he?…

18+ FANFIC / SMUT. Unfortunately I got rather carried away so this one is fairly long. Hopefully it’s not boring! Reader character aged at 21. Pls leave requests in my ask box 🫶🏽🫶🏽

It has been 3 weeks, 2 days, 9 hours & 32 minutes since Maud O’Hara took leave for London — not like Declan is counting. And since then, he has spent every day with his mouth firmly clasped over a bottle of whiskey, and sleeping between the dewy blades of grass at The Priory. Taggie had since grown tired of peeling her intoxicated father from the ground and had ordered him into the village to gather supplies for her next catering job.

Begrudgingly, Declan stumbled through the village shop, throwing items from Taggie’s list into his basket. You, however, were having a mundanely average day. Filling your basket with fresh fruit and cream for a majority of your shop, you lingered for just a second by the bakery. Expecting the comforting smell of fresh bread, the sharp musk of wood shavings & rosemary aftershave danced through your nostrils as a suited man with a distinguished moustache appeared next to you, nonchalantly swiping a loaf of bread into his basket. Your slender hand reached out for a tiger loaf, just as he began his next embittered swipe.

“Sorry. Oh, hello.” He muttered under his breath, as he recognised you as the receptionist from the hellhole that is Corinium. “It’s okay. Go for it.” You reply, filling your face with a friendly smile. Hearing the melodious tone of your voice, Declan looked up to meet your gaze. The breath caught in his throat as he drank you in from top to bottom — from the gentle black kitten heels to your carefully curled brunette hair. “No, no. Take it.” He spoke, softening his voice and motioning his hand towards the bread. What a stunning girl. He had never noticed before. As you shot him another gentle smile, you picked up the loaf, popped it into your basket and begun to walk on the opposite direction. Watching your every move, Declan kept a firm concentration on your floral dress, admiring the elasticated hem that hugged your waist so tightly. Now that Maud has gone, surely he’s allowed to at least look at another woman— something he would’ve never dreamt of doing in his previous life.

Trudging out of the shop’s door with plastic bags clinging from your arms, the man is leaning against the wall, puffing furiously on his cigarette. “Hello again, Declan. You really didn’t have do that.” You immediately begin, sweat beading on your forehead. “Ahh, don’t worry,” A painstaking awkward silence ensued. The smell of his musk was intoxicating— comforting and manly. “How’s life treatin’ ‘ya workin’ for that cunt Baddingham?” He spoke Tony’s name like he was spitting it out, vile and sour-tasting. “You don’t have to… you don’t have to make small talk.” You mutter, turning away from him and beginning your walk home. Sure enough, Declan was striding to catch up with you, eyes firmly fixed on your svelte legs as you walked. “I’m not makin’ small talk. I’m just askin’. Everyone makes out that I’m a bastard, but-“ Your hand shot up to silence him. Declan’s pessimistic commentary was unbearable at the best of times, but you couldn’t stand to hear it right now. Being unable to hear anymore, you strutted off, being extra sure to sway your hips as you go, praying that he was watching. He definitely was.

•

Bursting through his own front door, Declan collapsed his shopping bags onto the floor and practically threw himself onto his sofa. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way your legs looked under that skirt. Caramel bronze, effortlessly smooth. The way the bottom of your ample cheeks just about slipped into sight as you swayed. Fuck. Closing his eyes and unzipping his trousers, Declan released his cock from the confines of his boxer shorts. He was aching, and dripping pre-cum from something as innocent as your legs. Clasping his hand around his girth, he began to pump himself slowly — imagination leading the way. Just picturing the soft skin of your breasts as he grabs a handful whilst simultaneously thrusting himself inside you. The aroma of your hot, sweet breath as you moan into his mouth, every pump taking you another second closer to ecstasy. Declan’s thighs twitched as he pictured you taking him into your mouth, humming gently on his cock as you forced him deep into your throat. Fuck, this was getting too much to bare. Pumping his hand faster, he could practically feel your tight walls enveloping him, closing around him like a tight hug. It was all too much.. he’s gonna cum. Im keeps with the worst timing humanely possible, there was a gentle knock on the front door. “Go. Away.” Declan managed to grunt out through gritted teeth. And predictably so, the mystery guest knocked once again. A few seconds pass. Angry, stomping footsteps. Door swinging open and… “WHAT?” The Irishman bellowed — half furious at having his wank disturbed, half grieving over the stunning image of you he won’t be able to get back.

“Oh, sorry, I- I just wanted to say sorry for being rude earlier. But you’re, umm… obviously busy.” You mumble under your breath, fidgeting with your hands nervously. Declan’s flies were unzipped, with a rather curious wet patch seeping through. Your eyes glazed over, and darted immediately to the side, cheeks blazing in pure crimson embarrassment. “Come in.” He replied, fighting off a smirk and zipping his trousers back up. Hesitantly, you sit on the sofa, trying not to take up any space and keeping your hands clasped together in your lap. “Drink?” Declan asks, showcasing a rather expensive looking bottle of whiskey. “No, thank you. Don’t let me stop you though.” You smile, pearly teeth on show. He wouldn’t let it stop him regardless — pouring himself a huge glass, sitting down next to you and knocking the glass back like a shot before pouring another. “As I said, sorry for being rude earlier. You caught me at a bad time,” You begin to tell your endless, anxious story, crossing your legs and exposing the laced line of your thongs under your painstakingly short skirt. Declan cracked his neck side to side, too afraid to look. Out of respect.. of course.

•

Pouring himself his third glass and sparking his 12th cigarette of the day, his clumsy, (almost) drunken hand knocked the lid of his whiskey bottle onto the floor. “Oh, let me get that.” Time to go on for the kill. Just about lifting yourself from the sofa, you bent over to retrieve the lid — the lining of your skirt almost touching your lower back, pink lace thong tucked neatly between your behind .. a full frontal view of your shapely arse. “You have no idea what ya’ doin’ to me, do ya?” Declan growled under his breath, collar growing increasingly hotter and his bulge threatening to tear through his trousers. Pretending not to hear him, you sit back down and screw the lid back onto the bottle.

“Hmm? Did you… say something?” You question, closing the gap between you both, hot breath reverberating off him. You have always found Declan O’Hara unbearably sexy.. Why not take your opportunity? “No. Have ya’ come here just ta’ be a fuckin’ tease, or did ya’ actually want sumtin’?” He snarls in the most playful manner he possibly can. You’ve had your fair share of men leering at you, but there was something so passionate and inebriating about Declan that made your loins ache. “Why would I be teasing you?” Eyes widening innocently as you talk, wrapping your hand around his fingers and guiding it to the fabric of your thong. Instinctively, he ran his fingers over your clothed slit, grunting carnally as he felt the material soak under your heat. “Fuck. I can’t. Maud.” He moaned breathlessly, the image of his sweet wife’s face clouding his mind. It mustn’t have bothered him too much, as he was soon pushing your panties to one side and swiping his pointing finger across your clit. “Christ, you’re so fuckin’ wet.”

Unable to resist the devilish temptation any longer, Declan delved two fingers inside you, hooking and pulling towards him instantly. The sudden shock of pleasure made you groan with all your lungs capacity. The sound of him coaxing out your wetness paired with your affirming moans was enough to make him blow his load then and there. “Fuck, Declan.” You belt out, feeling your orgasm grow closer, your thighs tightening and your stomach binding. “Yeah? Ya’ like my fingers inside ya’?” The man asks, speaking into your ear, the bristles of his moustache sending a chill down your spine. Feeling you clench around his fingers, he lowers himself to the ground, beginning to lap at your clit like a ravenous animal, hungry for your orgasm and fiendish for the taste of you.

The front door opens and the man you recognise as Rupert Campbell-Black lingers by the frame, puffing a cigarette and smirking with pride. “Oh fuck!” You scream, pulling one of Declan’s velvet cushions over your lower half. Menacingly, Declan threw himself up. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, Rupert, don’t you ever knock?” His tone increasing in volume with each word.

“I’m so sorry. This was a mistake, this was…” You manage to push out, your eyes brimming with tears. How utterly embarrassing. It’s dawned on you what a huge mistake you’re making. Fastening your skirt and brushing tears from your eye, you fly out the door as fast as your legs would take you — brutally aware of a furious yet saddened Declan calling your name from his open living room. “Fuck.. please!” He shouted again, running his hands over his face.

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Possessive

Masterlist here

Word Count: 1,900+

Synopsis: Rob Lucci was obsessed with you the moment the inner beast caught your scent in Galley-La. Now all alone after trailing you for a month, he finally manages to catch you and make his desires known.

Themes: yandere!rob lucci x gn!reader, yandere, dub con, mentions of beast (leopard), half-shifted lucci, feral lucci, hunting, tracking, nudity mentioned (reader and lucci), kisses, confessions of love, biting, licking, marking, leaning into a little bit of monster-loving, sfw - no smut, I think hybrid au? Hybrid nature, mentions of 'mate'.

Edit: shifter Rob Lucci, not hybrid 🖤. Thank you anon!

Notes: Yandere Rob Lucci has been on my mind lately. He needed to get out.

Tag list: @gingernut1314 @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @indydonuts @feral-artistry @sordidmusings @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training @i-am-vita @sunflowersatori @extremely-ashtridic

His eyes snapped shut as a deep shudder coursed through his body, tingles shooting sparks of ignition down his spine and up to his head. He parted his lips and inhaled a sharp, hissed breath as his canines extended, his eyes reopening and slitted pupils expanded to eclipse his irises with a feral animosity. Your sweet scent swelled his heart, his lungs ignited as his blood began to pump at the thought of the hunt recommencing. 

It had been months of withholding you from his thoughts, pushing his urges for you down as he focussed on his missions and orders granted to him from Cipher Pol. After finally being granted a small reprieve between assignments, he allowed himself the luxury of beginning his pursuit of your trail once more. 

He left Hattori behind at his base, truly not desiring the pigeon to witness his carnal desires overcome his usual stoic and cold nature. Never truly giving into his Zoan Devil-Fruit, he usually has the beast lingering and lurking beneath the surface. In truth, he had never truly desired to give in to the animal nature, desiring to remain cool and level headed in his ruthless brutality.

Until that one time your sweet scent shot through his nose and ignited his feral need to state a claim for another being. 

Meeting you and the rest of your crew at Galley-La, he was struck by your appearance and that gentle laugh you offered the sniper, Usopp, when he recounted a tale of his youth at Syrup Village. Everything seemed to slow in motion, his heavy breathing and dilated pupils were the only sounds within the crowd as he lay struck and fixated on every movement. 

He was struck dumb by your laugh, the smile held him hostage as it softly spread up your lips and painted your cheeks with your joy. It almost made him wish to fling his plans of betrayal to the wind and sink his claws and teeth into you and hold you close. His needs tugged at his heart, his instincts and animalistic nature keening and screaming at him to give in and claim you as his. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply and committed your fragrance to memory.

The taste of your skin on the wind propelled him to drive harder, push his body further, and fully give in to his cravings for you as he felt his skin shift and split to make way for fur and claws. Rolling his shoulders back, the muscles compacted first before straining to enlarge with his beastial form. 

His legs picked up as the wind brushed past his face with quickened pace. Each stride had his blood boiling, his heart soaring at the knowledge that you were getting closer and closer with each feral leap and spring he made. Another factor he took into consideration was ensuring you were far enough from your crew to not call for help. The scent of the Straw-Hats were no longer lingering near you, and he was desperate in wanting to claim you as his all alone.

Slowing to a soft prowl, his eyes finally met with your form. Stooping low, you filled up several cantinas of river water and placed them within a wicker basket to return to your crew. He inhaled deeply to catch your sweet scent on the wind, his purred growl exiting his lips with a lengthy exhale to process it. 

Head snapping upwards, you attempt to locate the source of the guttural sound. The small twitch has Lucci’s stomach coil tightly and jaw falling slack at the sight. You were just a meek little thing. So defenseless and unprotected. 

As you return to your duties of filling up the final cantina for your crew, he watches as you take a moment to look around for any danger before stripping yourself down to your undergarments and retracting your towel from the basket beneath the water containers. His breath hitches as you strip yourself bare and slip into the reeds, all exposed for him and relaxed beneath the sun. 

Laying flat on your back and remaining buoyant and floating in the freshwater, he remained helpless and observant in knowing you had stretched far from his reach at this moment. His devil-fruit had claimed his ability to swim, but his need and desire for you only grew the moment your warm flesh lay bare before him. 

He made himself small, lowering himself to the ground and his claws dug into the ground the longer you eluded him. If you would venture closer to the bay, he could easily capture you in his clutches and tug you away from the shore. 

Lucci was a patient man, his work undercover in Galley-La for five long years was a sentiment to his persistence and perseverance. His body began to slowly rock from side to side, pacing as his muscular shoulders rolled with each crouched motion as he lay fixed on your form. Nothing could break him away from this concentration, you were the only thought occupying his mind. 

The moment your hand brushes with the side of the floral riverbank, Lucci pounces. His half-shifted body springs forward, capturing you from the water and tugging you towards the ground cover of underbush. His hand finds your lips, clapping his palm over them to stifle your muffled scream. 

The panic is written on your face as Lucci cages you beneath him, ensuring your legs remain well hidden in the shrubbery by tucking them beneath his thighs and wrapping his patchy tail around them. His dangerous, golden eyes beam down at you, his canines extended and his muzzle-like jowls pull back to reveal his pointed teeth to you. 

Fear tainted your scent, the air tasting bitter and tart mixing with your natural sweetness the longer his beastial form pinned you beneath him. He could see in your eyes, and feel the vibrations of your whimper beneath his palm, that you expected to die at this very moment. He leaned down further, hovering his open mouth over your jugular and feeling your throat gulp back and stifle your shock. 

Clamping your eyes shut, all of your thoughts are on your crew. You were foolish to assume you could ever have a moment of peace while traveling with the Straw-Hats. Thinking you could indulge in your desires for a short dip in a warm ravine, you truly had no idea that your day would end like this. 

The sworn enemy of your captain, a dangerous Zoan-Fruit user taking shape in his leopard half-shifted form and caging you beneath him. His breath felt hot on your neck, and his teeth threatened to puncture the skin and claim your life as his trophy. As you prepared yourself for your final moments alive, you furrowed your brows and reopened your shocked eyes.

A coarse tongue lolled out and grazed your throat with a slow and deliberate flicker. You gulp back your shock as another intentional stripe was made against your pulse, his teeth now nuzzling you with his snout and huffing your flesh like an addictive fragrance. Your body shook in shock as he pressed more of his body against yours, his radiant heat keeping you warm as he licked off the dewed droplets of water from your skin. 

The clawed hand began to caress your cheeks beneath his grip on your lips, his tongue and teeth continuing to grind against your pulse and taste your flesh. Your body responded to him by arching your back and betraying any thoughts of attacking him as he savored your flavor with a purred hum. You bit back a gasp as his teeth begin to mouth at the sensitive point beneath your ear, gently biting and marking you as you lay captured beneath him.

“Finally alone,” he purred against your skin, nuzzling his muzzle against your skin, “Finally within my clutches.” He licked a long stripe up to your chin and flicked his coarse tongue over it. You shudder, shivering as you unintentionally hide your body beneath the warmth of his larger frame. You round your eyes, looking up at his face as he hovers over your own. 

His eyes hold a possessive and captivating aura within them, your breath stolen from you as his human form begins to return to his features. His eyes remain slitted and blown with desire, but his body falls back to the form you are more familiar with. Slowly removing his hand from your lips, his gaze focuses on the way they part and gasp for air beneath him. Each soft inhale had a whimpered exhale, your fear still evident in your face as his bare skin warms your own beneath him. 

“If you are going to kill me, kill me, Rob Lucci,” you whisper, darting your eyes between his and hardening your resolve. His chest rumbles with a growling purr as he rests his elbows by your chest and slowly slots his arms beneath your shoulder blades. 

“Kill you?” he whispers, hovering his lips over yours and breathing in your air, “Whatever drew you to that conclusion?” He captured your lips beneath his in an open and possessive kiss, stealing a moan from you as he pressed his body flush with yours. The scrape from his cropped beard over your chin tickled against your flesh as he parted his lips and hummed into yours. 

Blinking back your shock, you apprehensively hook your arms over his shoulders and hold him against you as you return the desperate and feverish kiss with a sweetness and timidity he was not expecting. The softer you returned his kiss, the more brutal he pressed his lips and tongue into you. If you attempted to retract from his lips, he simply arched his back down into you and pressed his entire mass flush against you. 

The fact that you were both naked beneath the foliage cover had you feeling more anxious and concerned about being found. For Lucci, it felt as natural to him as sitting in the sun and enjoying it's warmth.

He enjoyed your touch so much so that it came to him like a breathy release of built up tension. His lips continued to mouth at you, his tongue caressing and grinding against yours as he claimed your desires and ignited his own desperation with each motion. 

Finally pulling away from your lips, his eyes grew half-lidded and blown as he looked to the saliva connecting your parted lips to his with lust written in his blown pupils. He shuddered out a low and powerful groan as he looked to where his lips, tongue and teeth marked over your neck while in his beastial form. 

“Mine,” he uttered darkly, slowly pressing his lips against your neck and holding them firmly against your skin, “Only mine.” You gulped, blinking back your shock as he continued to ravish you beneath the shrubbery. His lips felt desperate and warm, his voice now chirping and chittering as he happily lapped at your bruising and made them deeper in hue and rise higher in swollen texture. 

The beast within him was chanting a single word alongside your name with glee, enjoying how your arms continue to hold him against you softly. Purring against you, he finally vocalized the word with a possessive growl against your skin.

“My mate,” he breathed out through his nose, lips continuing to press against your pulse as you freeze up beneath him, “All Zoan-Fruit users have one, and you?” he pulled away, hovering his face over yours with his eyes darkening, “Oh you, sweet thing.” 

Nuzzling his nose against yours, he cooed and purred down at you while his eyes remained feral and possessive. Your own eyes widened as he uttered two words that would change your fate forever. The two words that had you screaming internally to flee and return to your captain, but your heart swelling and yearning to make those words true. He spoke them with such sincerity, you almost swooned at his immediacy. 

“You’re mine.” 

[imagineanime2022]

Tohru's Cousin

Shigure Sohma X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3821

Requested: @twilightlover2007

Requested: Ok, I've been ITCHING to see this. Your writing for fb is FANTASTIC! I would love to have Tohru meet her cousin on her mom's side, her cousin locates her and they set up a meeting.

I'd love to see headcannons of her meeting a few of the Sohma's. While some, Kyo, might be worried she's more like her mother's wild side she's actually quite a bookworm. I'd love for her to end up with Haru or Shigure whichever you think would be best! Please and thank you!!!

Warning: Parent death, no mention of a father, reader is injured, this is long!!

How The Boys View Tohru's Cousin

You sat at your desk looking at the letter that your mother had left you, she had said that there were things that she had never found the right time to tell you, though she figured that you should know. Things about your family and the reason that she very rarely spoke about them. Part of you wondered if you should just leave it be but the only person that you had was your mother, you had never been an outgoing person and when your mother got sick it was an excuse to stay in the house and deal with as few people as possible. That would get lonely now though with literally no one in the house. Even if you didn’t talk, having your mother there made up for it.

Finally you leaned forward taking the letter in your hands you took a deep breath and opened it, you smiled at the familiar handwriting of your mother’s:

My Dear (Y/N)

I know that I should have told you this in person when we were both there to make amends but I’m too much of a coward to approach this subject head on. The sicker I get the more I realise that you will be alone by the time you read this, I can’t leave you like that, not when I know that you still have family out there, a cousin. Younger than you and an aunt out there hopefully, with any hope they will be willing to give you the family that you need now.

When I was younger, I didn’t realise how much she needed help, your aunt was the leader of a gang back then and to me it was pointless and dangerous and for the most part did only bring trouble to us all, that was what prompted me to cut ties with her but as I got older I knew that I had just abandoned her and left her to whatever fate befell her.

Then she sent me a letter asking me to meet with her and a picture of a small girl, her name was Tohru Honda, that was what she had told me. When that letter came through it reminded me of the fact that I had walked away and still she wanted to make it better, she is a better person than I am, that’s why I send you to her now.

As you can tell I never accepted the offer and she never attempted to contact me again but I hope that she’s still in the same place, you will at least have someone to reach out to if you need them.

The letter went on to give you the address that your mum had last known your aunt to be living at as well as your grandparents last known address. You decided that you had nothing better to do then to go and at least apologise for the way that you mother had behaved right?

You were starting to regret ever trying to find your long lost family. It had you socialising with more people then you had ever wanted to, in fact when you knocked on the door of the apartment was not your aunt but your grandfather and grandmother both of whom seemed to recognise you for your resemblance to your mother. “We were told that she had passed, we were in the process of getting a letter to you ourselves.” Your grandfather had said “with everything else going on, we sent it out later than we hoped.” “I see, well my mum left me a letter explaining that my aunt was trying to reconnect, I don’t know if she still wants to or not but I at least wanted to apologise for my mother ignoring her all these years and you it would seem.” You explained. “Your mother was a good girl even when she was younger, Kyoko was the troubled one, it was no wonder that your mother separated herself from her and us, we spent a lot of time chasing after Kyoko while she chased after us all. Eventually she fell behind. I don't blame her for the distance between us, I’m just happy that you want to get to know us.” Your grandmother explained. “I wish that there was some other way to tell you this but your Aunt has passed as well.” Your grandfather informed you. “But her daughter Tohru is still here in fact, we are having out house renovated so that she could move in, maybe you could too if you like here.” “How are you so accepting after everything that my mother did?” You asked. “You are not your mother, you should not answer for what she has done not to mention your here, you want to be different do you not?” Your Grandfather asked. “You should meet Tohru, she'd be happy to have someone other than us around, you may be able to connect with her a little more, even if you are older.” Your grandmother suggested. “Okay, I can leave my number, I have to check in for the room that I booked but she can call whenever she wants… If she wants.” You explained as you stood from where you were sitting. “Thank you for seeing me today.”

You had only been settled into your room for about 2 hours before there was a knock on your door, you frowned not really knowing who would be knocking on your door “Are you (Y/N)?” A voice asked before you had even gotten a look at the body it belonged to. It only took a second for your eyes to fall on the girl with mid length brown hair, brown eyes and soft features, behind her was a taller blonde girl and another girl dressed in all black with black hair and a mysterious air about her. “Yes, that’s me.” You finally answered, waiting for whoever of the three to speak. “I’m Tohru, I know that you left your number to call but I couldn’t wait to meet you.” The brown haired girl said, your eyes widened. “These are my friends Saki and Arisa. Do you mind if we come in?” “Oh of course.” You stepped aside allowing them all to come in “please um, sit anywhere.” “You seem surprised…” Tohru frowned. “I just wasn’t expecting that you would want to meet me, you know considering it was my mother who cut connections with everyone, it wouldn’t be unfair for you to want nothing to do with me.” You shrugged. “No, I don’t think that it’s your fault that all of that happened and Mum always talked about the fun that she had with her sister before they grew apart, she missed her and I promised that if we ever met that I would try to make it work, honestly I thought that you would never contact us.” Tohru explained. “I didn’t know about you, when mum left I wasn’t born, she kept you a secret from me, only told me in a letter that she left me after she died.” You answered. “I’ve never been good at talking to people or making friends so really I don’t have anyone back home, I thought that maybe I could make some friends here and fix what my mother had broken.” “Well then we can be your first friends, Grandpa said that he offered you a place to stay, so why don’t you stay for a little while and see if you like it here.” Tohru suggested. “There are some other people that I could introduce you to as well.”

When Tohru sat down to eat with the Sohma’s that evening they could all tell that she was distracted but Kyo was the one to point it out “what is wrong with you?” he asked, causing Tohru to jump looking at him. “Oh sorry, I was just thinking, I met someone today, she needs some friends, I was hoping that maybe I could introduce her to all of you.” Tohru explained. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Yuki asked. “I don’t think her touching you is going to be a problem, she’s very reserved, it’s just that she’s my cousin and her Mum died, she doesn’t have anyone else, so I want her to feel welcome here, so she can stay close to the family that she has left.” Tohru explained. “You are always thinking about someone else.” Shigure smiled. “I don’t see the problem with you bringing her here as long as these two behave.” “Us!? What about you?” Kyo asked. “I don’t go around starting fights with everyone I meet.” Shigure dismissed him. “No, you just flirt with them instead.” Yuki muttered as the three launched into an argument which had become common at the table only stopping when Kyo launched across the table at Shigure, almost knocking everything everywhere.

It was only a week later that Tohru arranged for you to come over for dinner, she had made a huge meal for you all to enjoy and hoped that you would be able to find a friend in Shigure who was closer to your age then she was. What she hadn’t expected was for Hatori and Ayame to be there as well, when she entered the house with you, she had expected Shigure, Kyo and Yuki but she was face with the other two as well, she didn’t mind but it seemed that you did. “When you said meet other people, I assumed they would be other girls, are you trying to get me a new friend or boyfriend?” You asked. “O-oh I wasn’t trying anything, I swear!” Tohru panicked as she waved her hands around. “Is everything okay Miss Honda?” Shigure called over as he caught sight of your hushed conversation. “Everything is fine, we just weren’t expecting such a large group.” Tohru answered nervously. “Oh don’t worry we’re harmless, I promise.” Shigure smiled, his eyes caught on the book tucked under your arm “you like to read?” “I am better at reading than making friends.” You explained. “Maybe that will change here.” Shigure shrugged, “My name is Shigure Sohma.” “(Y/N) Honda.” You answered. “Well this is going to be confusing if we have to call you both Miss Honda.” Shigure muttered his hand coming up to his chin as he talked. “You can just call me (Y/N).” You suggested “there’s no reason for all the formalities.” “Then in that case please call me Shigure.” He smiled as he turned to the other two that he had been sitting with “Those two are close friends of my Hatori Sohma and Ayame Sohma. There are two friends of Tohru, Kyo Sohma and Yuki Sohma.” “Wow, such a big family.” You observed. “Not as close as some may think but yes we are a big family.” Shigure nodded as he led you over to the other two where he offered you a seat “what did you do back home?” He asked. “I had odd jobs, mostly working from home, especially after mum got sick.” You answered. “What do you all do?” “I have a shop in town where I design clothes, you should stop by sometime, I’m sure I could make something you like.” Ayame declared, you smiled softly, he seemed nice. “I’m a Doctor though I primarily work for the Sohma family.” Hatori answered and you nodded. “Shigure?” You asked and he smiled as he looked at you. “I’m a writer.” He answered. “Writer?” You asked. “That’s right.” He nodded. “I don’t suppose that you’ve read anything from me.” “I have a large collection, it’s highly likely that your books are in there too.” You answered with a nod “I’ve never been good with names, even if they write some of my most loved novels… Sorry.” “No need to apologise, all I ask is that you enjoy the work that I put out.” Shigure smiled softly as the conversation continued for the rest of the evening.

By the end of the week you had decided that you would stay, you didn’t move there straight away instead taking some time to move everything that you needed to your new home and finally finding a job, with the small amount of money that your mother had left you, you were able to secure a place to stay without a job but you still needed one to live. It didn’t take long to get a job at a small bookstore, with your knowledge of books and opinions on the subject when asked. You became better with the names of the writers and had even read all of the books that Shigure had written and even some that he had recommended. You were in that very shop now, you were the only one working that day, it was a small shop but the woman who ran it was old and had no children to help her. You were shelving some of the new stock when the door opened “well don’t you look at home.” You recognised the voice as Shigure’s. “What are you doing here?” You asked. “I was actually looking for someone.” He answered, “I believe that her shift ends soon.” “Her shift does end soon but what could you possibly need with her?” you asked as you turned to glance at him. Since meeting him a few months ago, you had become good friends and often teased each other. He was a flirt but the distance he kept between the two of you gave you the impression that that was all it was flirting. “Well I was hoping that she would join me for dinner tonight.” He said as he leant against the counter of the small store. “Dinner?” You asked. “What’s the occasion?” “Nothing you need to worry about… Dinner?” He asked again as he watched you place the last of the books on the shelf ready for the next day. “Sure, let's go.” You nodded.

The next day you were in the shop as usual, it was a slow moving day but when your next customer came in you were glad of the fact “You. What’s your name?” She asked, she seemed to darken to the entire shop as her shadow stretched from her feet. “My name is (Y/N).” You answered. “You're the one he talks about, the one he sees.” She moved closer and you suddenly felt as if you weren’t safe. “The one who stole him from me!” You gripped the counter behind you as you tried to stand your ground, you hadn’t taken anyone, she definitely had the wrong person. “I’m sorry but I don’t know what you're talking about.” You tried to say but as you hands lifted in a sign of surrender she grabbed your wrist, grip tight as she pulled you closer. “He was always by my side, what is so special about you!?” If venom could be fashioned into words those would be the ones, almost as if she wished she could kill you with them. “Who?” You asked. “Akito! Let go of her!” Shigure. He was the one that she was talking about. “She stole you from me!” Akito yelled. “No you pushed me away, she had nothing to do with the way our relationship has progressed, now let go of her!” Shigure ordered. Akito yelled, sharp and dangerous before throwing you to the floor, the speed and angle that you fell caused a sharp pain in your wrist, you were even sure that you heard it break. “We’re going home.” Akito ordered. “No, you are going home, I am going to make sure that (Y/N) is okay.” He answered as he walked past her crouch near you, there was another growl before you heard her step retreat. “Can you move?” “Who was that?” You asked pushing yourself up on your good arm to get into a proper sitting position. “The head of the family, she’s been a vile person to know for a long time now, the rest of the family had pulled away from her long before now but I had no one to pull back.” He answered. “Come on, we have to get your wrist checked.”

The next morning your wrist had been casted and you were back at the store, you hadn’t spoken to Shigure and you didn’t expect to instead it was Hatori who came to see you on the first day. “I’m only here to check on you.” He promised. “How are you holding up?” “I’m fine.” You answered. “And your wrist?” He asked. “Those painkillers work wonders.” You answered. “You know that he never meant for this to happen.” Hatori finally said “he is sly and cunning but he would never have wanted you to get hurt.” “Doesn’t matter, he’s not here you are. He never wanted me anyway, your head of the family had it all wrong.” “Is that what you think?” Hatori asked. “You are very much like Tohru from what I hear. It doesn't run in the family.” “What are you talking about?” You asked. “Tohru told us about her mother and while I didn’t know yours it would see that they were both similar, it was why they clashed so much maybe.” He suggested. “Maybe.” You answered. “You are nothing like that, you would rather let go of what you want if it meant that he’d be safe.” Hatori answered. “Sometimes the best course of action is not to take action at all.” You explained the door to the shop opened signalling the arrival of another customer.

The next day Ayame was the one to come and see you “Now why are you hiding away in here dear?” Ayame asked. “I’m not hiding, this is my job.” You smiled as he walked over to the counter. “And yet I don’t see you anywhere else.” He argued as he leaned against the counter. “You should have been given half the confidence that the rest of your family seems to possess.” He sighed. “What are you talking about?” You asked. “If only either one of you were brave enough to take what you wanted.” He sighed. “He’s worse than usual without you around, more antagonistic and annoying.” “It’s been two days, he’ll be fine.” You answered. “Can you blame me for wanting to keep the rest of me intact.” “I guess not.” Ayame sighed “but this has nothing to do with keeping yourself intact, your family has never been good at self preservation, Tohru has shown us that.” “I’m not Tohru.” You reminded him. “(Y/N) what are you still doing here dear, you need to pack.” The old lady who runs the store Miss Okai said. “I told you I didn’t need the extra time.” You smiled at her “it’s only a trip back to my old town to see some old friends.” “Go, now child the quicker you leave the quicker you see them.” She smiled, pushing you towards the door “go”.

“Shigure!” Ayame yelled as he all but fell into the living room of the small house. “You have to stop her!” “Who?” Shigure asked his eyes moving to the man who was seemingly heaving breaths. “(Y/N)! The curse has been broken, you don’t have to worry about Akito, I know what happened but she’s leaving, she said that she’s going to see old friends.” Ayame explained. “What’s the problem with that?” Shigure asked. “Shigure she has no friends back home remember, if you let her leave now you might not see her again, are you really okay with that?” Ayame asked. “You should go and see her.” Tohru said from where she was in the kitchen. “She spoke to me today, she said that she would probably be gone for a while, that I could call her whenever I wanted but that she would be here.” “You're worried?” Shigure asked. “This was the first place that she’s belonged to for a long time and Akito made her doubt that.” Tohru answered “I’m worried that if we let her leave now, she’ll never find somewhere to settle again.”

You sat on the sofa bag packed in the corner, some of the things that you thought you might need on your travels, you had decided that you needed a break even if that meant leaving everyone behind for a while. Your train left in the morning so you had to wait until then even if you were given a half day at work. “They were right about you leaving.” Shigure, you hadn’t heard that voice for a few days and only now do you realise how much you miss it. “What does it matter to you?” You asked, you didn’t bother to ask how he had gotten in, you were sure that he’d side step the question. “You didn’t tell me that you were leaving.” He said as he walked towards you. “I wasn’t aware that I needed to.” You frowned. “They all think that you need me, I don’t think that's true.” Shigure said as he came to stand in front of you “it’s me that needs you.” “What?” You asked as he leaned forward, hands placed on either side of you keeping you pinned to the sofa. “I need you.” He answered, pressing a kiss to your temple “I want you.” Another to your cheek. “I love you.” the last a kiss on the lips, soft, tentative as he one of his hands came up around the back of your head to hold you in place, pressing harder now that you were pushing him away exploring more of you than anyone else ever had, his tongue swiping gently against your bottom lip asking for entrance only pulling away when you needed to breathe. “You love me?” You asked. “More than you could ever know.” He promised “for a long time I chased Akito but she never wanted me, not the way I wanted her and then you came along, innocent and unburdened, you got to know me as Shigure and I loved every moment of you, my best memories are the ones I share with you.” “Then we should make some more?” You suggested, it sounded like a question and he hated that. “We will make more, no matter who tries to stop us.” He promised his hand moving down to gently rest on the cast on your wrist. “We can still see the world if that is what you want but I won’t let you do it alone.” “I leave tomorrow.” You reminded him and he smiled as he flopped down in the seat next to you. “We leave tomorrow.” He smirked, pressing another kiss to your cheek, his hand playing with your hair and drawing you closer “and then once we come back we’ll show everyone that we are the best thing that ever happened to each other.”

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A snoop through Lucanis's room in the Lighthouse; Signs of a Struggle

Lucanis is doing a damned good job holding it together considering everything he's been through. He's keeping a tight grip on his emotions and using the job to focus himself, but if you stop in to check on him... there are a few clear signs that not all is well.

Baby boy picked a room without windows, yet he's still craving light. For an assassin who has spent most of his life very comfortable in the dark, he’s avoiding it now like he’s avoiding sleep.

There are FIFTY SEVEN candles in his room. Fifty six of them are lit. Look at the variety. He found every spare candle available to him in the Lighthouse and possibly dragged a few back with him from the Cantori Diamond or Dellamorte estate.

^ Short candles, tall tapers, all in various states of use, ALL LIT. One very different candle in a silver candle-holder, maybe from the Diamond or home

^ Another silver addition, this time a candelabra with similar style to the last one and an elven lamp, similar to the one Rook decorates their room with.

^ Three more styles of candlestick holders in with all the standalone candles I'm guessing he found around the Lighthouse.

^ Terrible shot, but he also has both wall torches lit, which were the only lights in that space when he moved in IIRC

And what's more, he has enough coffee stashed in this room to give niacin flush to an elephant.

There are ELEVEN coffee cups sitting out and two more sitting ready next to the gifted coffee set. (Also, he has no coffee in his mug if you sneak a peek into it.)

^ Seven of the cups are within reach of his right hand, where he sits on the bed.

^ There's another in front of his hookah pipe. Couple more in the second shot, I missed a picture of one somehow. There are two unused cups sitting ready behind his gifted coffee set that definitely doesn't look like it's for tea...

^ Coffee beans and I'm guessing the two sacks next to the basket are full of the same. His empty cup below, cuz it makes me laugh.

Next, the bed. It gives me vibes of the crappy bedroll Astarion sleeps on in BG3. Look at this thing.

You can see where he tried scrubbing the grime away before giving up and deciding to just live with it. We know there are other beds in the Tower, Taash and Davrin both have cozy ones when they arrive.

Whether or not Lucanis had the conscious thought of "what he's worth / deserves", this is how he values himself. This is what he chose to sleep in... likely with the thought that he's going to be avoiding sleep at all costs anyway, why does it matter what shape the bed is in?

He brought barely any personal possessions with him. Lace is the same way, but Bellara's room is full and we found her packing list (adorable). Neve, too, has brought books, papers, a spare leg, tools to work on it with... Even Rook has a scene where they decorate their room with possessions that are meaningful to them.

But if we go looking through Lucanis's personal belongings, we find barely any of them. And what few there are, we find mixed among the team supplies or shoved under them.

^ Here, is hookah pipe is neatly shelved in the corner, and we find a a heavily-armored and well-locked chest tucked among the fruit. I might be looking for meaning where there isn't any but... Lucanis has got himself tucked away in the pantry, his walls up and himself still locked away in the Ossuary of his mind.

^ Better view of the chest.

Underneath one of the moved shelves is a Crow-themed rug, with almost all details hidden under supplies for the team, another big basket of coffee beans and another presumably-locked chest.

Under the bed, we find another rug, rolled up and not set out even though having it laid on the floor inside of the bed would be more comfortable. He spends a lot of time sitting on that bed, having a rug to put his feet on could be nice and yet... it's under the bed.

The only other Lucanis possession I could find in the room is his bag, shoved under his bed. He's a boujie boy, but it's not a boujie bag. It's utilitarian and well-used, shoved under the bed until he needs it.

To end on a slightly happier note... his brewing bench outside the pantry door is pretty neat.

^ I wonder where these mugs are from and what the designs represent.

^ Any idea what this is, anyone? The thing hanging from the chain?

Oh, and guess what was under the brew station! MORE COFFEE!

[clockwayswrites]

City Pigeons Bleed Green Part 14

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“You always make the best waffles Hood,” Steph said as she stuffed another syrupy piece into her mouth. She carefully kept her attention on Jay and Cass and not on Danny, who still seemed to be mostly hiding under his mop of black hair at the other side of the table.

“Don’t lie to me,” Jay said. “I know what diner you go to every chance that you get to have waffles. You love those more than mine.”

“No,” Steph whined, looking longingly at the waffle Jay was taking out of the iron right then. “That’s like asking someone to pick between apples and oranges! Or at least oranges and clementines! Diner waffles are working with a whole different set up then your waffles. Those are my favorite diner waffles but yours are my favorite at home waffles. Different things Hood, different things.”

Jay rolled his eyes and handled over the waffle.

Steph took it triumphantly and shot Danny a wink as he covered up his laughter.

“That’s your last one for right now,” Jay said with a pointed jab of his finger. “Danny gets the next one then Cass and then I get to eat some of the damn waffles I’m busy making.”

“Yes, Boss,” Steph chirped and gave a salute with her fork. “How are you liking them, Danny?”

Danny ducked his head back down again, but at least he answered, which was more then Steph had gotten so far. “They’re good. I like them with the fruit.”

“Yeah, that’s the big bad red wolf here trying to get us to be a little more healthy,” Steph said.

“Doesn’t work,” Cass said with that pleased little smile of hers. Steph always loved that smile.

“It sometimes works,” Steph corrected, even if Cass gave a little snort at that.

“They’re good. I missed fresh fruit,” Danny said as he carefully speared another blueberry on top of a precisely cut piece of waffle.

Hell, that made her want to go out and buy Danny a fruit basket. Maybe she would next time she came over. She needed to start earning some points with Danny and he deserved good things.

“Well, luckily Hood will keep you well in stock,” Steph said, making sure her voice stayed cheerful.

“Sure will,” Jason said. “And you can help yourself to the fruit that will be on the counter any time. Your stomach should be good enough now that you can eat pretty freely, just make sure to check with yourself if you’re full before getting seconds or something.”

“Look at Mama Red Hen, in his element,” Steph teased and reached out to catch the piece of fruit she knew would be tossed her way at that statement.

“It’s nice,” Danny mumbled down towards his plate. “Nice to have someone… looking out for things.”

Steph just about melted. “Yeah, it is. You can come to any of us for stuff too. Hood is a real mother hen and Nightwing is pure big sibling energy, but like, O is the best if you need finding things and Red is scarily good at puzzling out a problem. B.B. gives good cuddles and Signal is great when things get too crazy! Robin really protective but not nearly as much as the big Bat himself and Agent A always has what you need.”

Danny looked up at her from under his bangs, blue eyes wide.

“Have we given you a phone yet?” she continued, not knowing what to do with a young Bruce being able to give such good puppy dog eyes. “We need to get you a phone with all our numbers. I’ll have Red get on it, or O. Is O better?”

“Depends on the phone,” Cass pointed out.

Steph nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I’ll ask the group chat I guess what we need for Danny.”

“I don’t, you… Red already gave me a tablet to use.”

“Have to look after you,” Cass explained in that gentle way of hers.

Danny’s gaze darted from Steph to Cass and over to Jason. When that look landed on Jason, it turned to worry in a way that confused Steph. Weren’t they supposed to be reassuring Danny of his continued place with them so that he would talk to the old man?

Jason set another waffle on Danny’s plate. “Told you it wouldn’t change anything.”

“They know?” Danny asked, his voice a rough whisper.

“Yeah, sorry,” Jason said. “With you bleeding like that I needed to explain things to them, not that I know that much. We haven’t exactly gotten back to that talk and there’s no rush to. The point of all this, kid, is that you’ve got us now. Whatever happens, you’ve got us and we’re going to make sure you can always get a hold of us.”

“But you don’t know,” Danny whispered. His grip on his fork was so tight that his knuckles were white and trembling.

Danny flinched when Cass reached out and touched his hand, but he let her unwind his grip from the fork and look the skin over for damage. When she found none, she wrapped it up in her own.

“Look, Danny,” Steph said. “We’re like the worst trio for this. You need like, Nightwing and Signal and O here for that reassuring ‘we’ve got your back’ sorta talk.”

Jason snorted and Steph flapped a hand at him.

“But the thing is,” she continued, “is that the Bats of Gotham have claimed you as theirs now and that means they protect you and care about you. It’s okay whatever we don’t know cause trust me, we have all fucked up pretty big at times, but we’re still Bats and everyone still has our backs. So, I get that we might have some convos ahead of us that are scary for you, talking sucks, but that’s not going to change shit.”

“But you’re, aren’t you…. I’ve read about you on the tablet. Lots think Bruce Wayne funds you. What if he tells me to get out?”

Jason scoffed loudly. “Yeah, no, he doesn’t control us like that.”

“He is nice,” Cass said, “bad at emotions, but nice. He will like you too.”

Danny rubbed his free hand over his eyes. “How can you know?”

“Because you are you,” Cass said simply. From here it sounded like an iron clad fact.

Danny just sniffled.

“Come on, waffles before they get cold,” Jason ordered.

Steph figured maybe they should talk about things more, but they really weren’t the group to do talking, at least not about anything important. She’d let Dick know Danny needed the reassurance though for when he came to the apartment. Even as good as Dick was at playing big brother, Steph didn’t really think that Danny would feel alright until he met Bruce. Somehow, they’d have to convince him that it was time.

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AN: And we are back by vote with the first part of the next chapter! Sorry for the long delay, but life really was kicking me while I was down. And now I have a cold(?) so you know, expect typos. But Steph finally makes a showing! That means the horde of bat siblings have all met Danny. I wonder what's coming up next...?

Stay delightful, darlings!

[staylovesmiley]

Give Me Your TMI~ Chapter 6

₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; In a world where Humans and Hybrids should be living as equals, Hybrids are still viewed as being closer to their animalistic side than their humanistic. Deep in the woods lives a band of misfit hybrids who reject these societal views and keep to themselves, choosing to live away from humans. What happens when the youngest of this rogue group meets a lost Human girl, befriending her after an incident where he must rely on her for help?

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; hybrid!au, female!reader, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, she/her pronouns used for reader, this is very loosely based off the overall themes/tones of the manga and anime fruits basket~

The coming weeks were filled of soft moments with the hybrids. Ever since you had confronted Chan about the flowers the wolf had warmed up to you a considerable amount, though he still never initiated any form of affection with you. Instead he chose to bask in the moments you would give him a warm smile in passing or when you would come to tell him dinner was ready, your voice so sweet he thought he’d surely get a toothache. The best though, was the morning he seemed to sleep in a bit too late. It was unusual for him to miss breakfast and you had been so worried you made your way into his room and sat on the edge of his bed where the wolf hybrid was deep in his slumber. You couldn’t help but stare at how peaceful and handsome he looked in his sleep. Carefully you carded your fingers through his soft dark curls, admiring his strong features until suddenly his hand shot up and wrapped around your wrist.

You startled lightly, jumping at the contact before you were pulled down against his chest snuggly. You were only dazed for a moment before giggling as you cozied up against him. “Sleepy?” You whispered to him, fingers still combing his hair back and scratching lightly behind his tall dark ears the way Jeongin seemed to like. “Hmph-“ he grumbled, nosing against your neck as he slowly gained consciousness. “Pretty?” He sounded so soft and confused, your heart melting as you pulled back to meet his gaze. “Yeah?” He smiled, a goofy half-asleep smile and shook his head before nuzzling back into the crook of your neck, the opposite side from where Jeongin’s bite was quickly scarring over. “Nothing, just making sure I wasn’t dreaming…”

Today you were in the living room, curled up on the couch with Hyunjin laying his full body over yours as you played with his long dark hair and absentmindedly twisted it into braids before undoing and redoing them again. The small fire place was lit, heating the cabin nicely from the chill of winter outside and casting the two of you in a soft orange glow.

You could hear Minho in the kitchen rummaging around, about to get up and check on him when you heard the older cat call out for someone else. “Changbin! Come here for a second?”

The bunny hybrid came down from his room upstairs, a confused look on his face as he approached the older. “What’s up, hyung?” Minho smiled sweetly, pointing to the fridge and cabinets. “We are out of a lot of things we get from town…do you think you could take Pretty with you and pick these up for me? I made you a list.” At the sound of your name you perked up, looking over the back of the couch to see Changbin watching you with an unreadable expression. “Um, yeah okay. Pretty? Borrow Lixie or Sung’s winter coat and meet me outside?” You nodded, giving Hyunjin a kiss to his forehead as an apology for having to leave him so abruptly before jogging up the stairs to find the two hybrids in Felix and Minho’s room. “Hey can I borrow a winter coat from one of you? Minho asked me to go to town with Changbin?” You were slightly confused, having thought the town was too far of a walk and you hadn’t seen any car around the property in your time living there. You weren’t about to question them though and decided to just go with it.

Felix was up in a second, grabbing a thick coat and sweater from the closet before holding them out to you. You see, even though they had brought your clothes from your camp they had all been of the summer variety since you hadn’t been planning to be in the forest for so long when you had originally packed.

Since it had gotten so cold you had to resort to borrowing clothes from the hybrids, your current attire consisting of a pair of sweatpants from Jisung, though the hole made for his tail had been sewn shut temporarily for you, and a long sleeve from Jeongin.

You took the items from the cat and gave him a smile as you thanked him, slipping the sweater and coat on over the shirt you already wore before heading back downstairs to slip on your sneakers. The only thing you couldn’t borrow from there were shoes, unfortunately, so they would have to do. Walking out the front door you saw Changbin waiting with his fluffy black ears tucked under his beanie and his tail completely covered by his pants and coat. He gave you a soft smile before waving you over. “Ready to go?” You nodded, looking from the hybrid to out over the forest. “How long is the walk?” You asked, voice a bit wary at the thought of how long it could take them to get down the mountain and back in the cold.

Changbin gave you a funny look before shaking his head. “We won’t be walking.” You then saw that he was standing beside a bicycle with a metal basket attached to the front of it. “Oh! Oh that makes a lot more sense…” the bunny laughed at your reaction, shaking his head as he began pushing the bike towards the woods. “Come on, we’re gonna wanna get going so we can get back before dark.” You nodded, following behind him quickly to not lose track of him once you entered the forest.

The ride to town wasn’t terrible, with Changbin riding and you standing on the little pegs on the back wheel with your arms wrapped tightly around his waist. The wind bit at any exposed skin as you flew down the winding road down the mountain.

by the time you made it to town your cheeks were ruddy and your nose tinted pink. “You okay? You were holding on pretty tight back there.” The hybrid teased, causing your already flushed cheeks to deepen a shade as you ducked away from him. “Just worried I might fall off with how fast we were going…do you do this often?” You were quick to change the subject, following behind him closely as he chained the bike up and headed for a small shop that seemed to be somewhat of a convenience store.

The town was pretty small, nestled in a rural area on the side of the mountain near the base. It was clearly still very far from most of civilization, perfect for locals who lived scattered around the vast forests or hikers passing through on the way to or from a trip on one of the trails your husband had been telling you about, although that could have all been a rouse for him to create a reason for the two of you to go on a camping trip to the mostly isolated mountain in the first place.

The shop keeper greeted Changbin and yourself kindly, going back to reading her paper as the two of you perused the shelves. In a cloth tote bag he had brought with you the hybrid began putting things like canned fruits and vegetables into the bag, looking over the list Minho had given him briefly as he continued shopping.

As you stayed in the shop longer you began wandering off from him, looking over what the store had to offer when you noticed a display full of Christmas ornaments and your eyes widened. Was it really already Christmas? You couldn’t believe it had been that long since you had been on the mountain. “Bin?” You called out as the hybrid was already up by the shop keeper to purchase the items he had collected. An idea had sprung up in your mind and you absentmindedly fiddled with something deep in the pockets of your coat that you had remembered to grab before leaving. “Yes, pretty?” He answered, joining you after paying for the groceries. “Can I look around without you for a bit? I just wanna check out the different shops…it’s been so long-“ He smiled, nodding as he understood how much of an adjustment it must have been for you to go from living in a more populated area, at least he assumed, to living so isolated in the woods for months. “I’ll be a few doors down at the butchers, okay? Meet me by the bike when you’re finished.”

Once left alone you smiled triumphantly and began picking up a few things of your own, your plan slowly coming together in your mind the more stores you visited.

It was about an hour later when you finally met back up with the bunny, his smile bright when he saw you coming towards him. “There you are! Thought for a moment you’d run off or gotten kidnapped.” You laughed, hitting his arm playfully before walking alongside him back the way you came.

Since the way back was mostly uphill you both chose to walk with the groceries both in the basket and hanging off the handlebars. “So what all did you end up getting? Looks like there are a lot of bags here…” You shrugged, trying to hide your smile. “Just some stuff I needed…ya know- I didn’t have too much with me when I was left here.” He nodded slowly, feeling like you weren’t being completely truthful but decided not to press the issue further. “So how are you able to pay for things from the stores here if you guys don’t have jobs?” You asked, the curiosity had been eating at you since Minho had asked you to go to town but you hadn’t been able to find the right time to mention it. “Hyunjin. You know how sometimes when we finish our chores he is in our room painting?” You nodded slowly, confused as to where this was leading but you waited for him to continue. “Well we bring them to town and a shop owner lets us sell them there and we come by to collect the money from them every other week.” Your eyes widened comically at the revelation. You knew that the ferret hybrid enjoyed painting and sketching in his free time, and he was extremely talented, but you hadn’t realized he sold the paintings he made. “That’s so smart- I don’t know why I didn’t connect the dots earlier considering he is always working on a new project but I never see them around the house for very long.”

The rest of the walk was spent in relative silence, the freezing wind and uphill trek making it a bit difficult to catch your breaths as it was.

By the time you arrived back at the cabin the sun was already setting and the two of you wasted no time putting the bike back in the shed next to the chicken coop and carrying your purchases inside. You were quick to place the things you had bought in yours and Jeongin’s room, joining Minho in the kitchen afterwards to wash up and help with dinner like usual.

“What are you up to, pretty? Changbin says you’ve been being very secretive since you were in town…not plotting to leave us, are you?” Though his tone was teasing you could tell some worry laid behind it. “Never. Just needed some…uh- feminine things.” The cat made a face, his curiosity quickly killed as he finished putting away the things Changbin had purchased for him. “Got it, no more questions from me.” You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head as you began working on the nights meal.

Late that night after everyone had already gone to bed you snuck out into the living room with the bags of stuff you had purchased earlier in town and got to work, trying your best to be as quiet as possible as to not wake the hybrids either their sensitive hearing abilities.

You were up all throughout the night making sure everything was perfect, having passed out on the couch once you were done as you were too tired to make it back to bed.

That’s where they found you the next morning, curled up with one of the throw blankets and clutching a couch cushion to your chest. “Pretty? What are you doing sleeping out here?” Jeongin was rubbing the sleep from his eyes, focusing on your sleeping form and not noticing the decoration now covering the room.

At the sound of his voice you woke, rising slowly to meet his gaze but it was no longer fixed on you.

There was tinsel wrapped around the bannister and handrailsof the staircase, as well as lining the mantle over the fire place with a set of warm toned string lights. You couldn’t figure out how to sneak a Christmas tree into the cabin, or where you would be able to find one unless you went out into the forest and chopped one down yourself, so instead you had set the presets you had wrapped along the hearth of the fireplace. There were four on each end, one for each of the hybrids, and more tinsel was laid out around them making them look like they were resting in little sparkly nests.

The whole house smelled of the sugar cookies you had stayed up baking as you decorated, the finished product placed on a tray for you all to decorate later with icing and sprinkles you had also gotten while in town.

Jeongin stared in wonder as he did a little spin around the room to take it all in, the other hybrids slowly filing into the living room as well as each of them woke up to start the day.

“Pretty what is all this..?” Minho questioned, a soft smile playing on his lips as he approached you. “Well- when we were in town I saw the decorations and realized it was almost Christmas! So…I wanted to do something nice for you all as a thank you for taking me in-“

Everyone was looking around with wide, curious eyes as the entered the room…all except for Changbin who looked physically tense at the sight. “Um- I know it isn’t much but i promise I’ll clean it all up afterwards!”

They all stood around, clearly unsure of what to do and you looked at them a bit confused until Minho spoke up. “You did amazing, pretty.” The older cat said as he made his way over to where you still sat on the couch and have a soft kiss to your forehead. “We’ve just never had a Christmas before.” Oh, you hadn’t realized that they may have never had the chance to celebrate holidays before. Now their hesitation and curiosity made more sense to you.

Moving over on the couch you patted the spot beside you before motioning to the rest of the living room. “Okay um- come and take a seat and then I can give you guys your presents?” That seemed to snap them all out of the trance they seemed to be placed in, making their way over to find a seat either on the couch, an arm chair, or the floor. “We get presents…?” Jisung said softly, brown eyes as wide and soft as ever as he looked towards you hopefully. “Of course you do! You were all on the nice list this year.” You teased, a mischievous grin on your face as you got up and began passing out the gifts you had bought for them one by one. “Don’t open them until I say to, okay?” You instructed them as you handed Jisung his gift, seeing how excited the chipmunk was to be receiving a present.

When you got to Seungmin the hybrid in front of you looked confused, eyeing the small box you had placed in his hands curiously as you moved on to the next person. Changbin still looked frigid where he sat on the floor next to the beagle, causing you to hesitate as you held out a small bagged gift to him. “Um…Binnie? Is everything okay?” Your voice was soft and the bunny looked up at you slowly before forcing a smile once he saw the worry creased in your brow. “Yeah, I’m fine just- this isn’t technically my first Christmas…” you frowned slightly at his words, looking to Minho who simply shook his head and nodded back to the hybrid in front of you. “Oh- well um…you just look a little tense? I’m sorry if I upset you I know some people don’t like how overwhelming this kinda stuff can be I should have-“ Taking pity on you Changbin cut off your ramblings, shaking his head as he placed his hands over yours where they still held on tight to his gift. “Thank you, pretty. This is all so nice….I just don’t have very fond memories associated with the holiday is all. I’ll be okay.” Nodding slowly, you allowed him to take the bag from your hands before moving to sit back down in your spot on the couch next to Jeongin.

You eyed the bunny carefully, feeling there was still more to be said before you turned to look at the rest of the hybrids. Jisung in particular looked like if he didn’t get to open his present soon he’d vibrate out of the chair he was sitting on so you giggled a bit before speaking up. “Okay, you can open them-“ Before the words were even fully out the hybrids all began tearing into the wrapping paper excitedly, even Chan seemed to be full of childlike joy as he opened his own gift.

It wasn’t much, just things you were able to find in the small gift shops that were in town. Minho got a new cook book with recipes you looked over to make sure they used ingredients you had ready access to and would be easy for him to recreate.

Jisung got a romance novel as the hybrid seemed to always want you to tell him stories with similar plot lines, the hybrid didn’t know how to read but you could read it to him and teach him how to read it himself over time.

Felix got little soaps carved into the shape of a cat and little paws that smelled like vanilla and peppermint since he had been complaining about the scent less soaps they had currently being too boring.

Hyunjin got some new pencils and a sketchbook as you were sure his old one was on its last few pages and he was always misplacing his other pencils.

Chan got a bracelet woven with dark leather cords and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched him stare at it with so much joy as he asked Felix to help him put it on.

Jeongin got a stone carving of a fox about the size of his hand, something he could use to decorate his room as he didn’t seem to have many personal effects and the way his face lit up and he nuzzled against your neck with soft whispers of thanks made your heart flutter and something in you preen with satisfaction that you did good in picking his gift…a strange new feeling washing over you as if you could feel the exact joy and excitement as the fox.

Changbin got a pair of thick wool mittens where the tops could be folded back and held in place by a button to turn them into fingerless gloves, something to come in handy on trips to town or when our doing the laundry as you had noticed he didn’t have any when you went out with him the day before.

Lastly, Seungmin, who stared dumbfounded at the baseball he held. You had noticed one day when you were helping Changbin put away the laundry that he had a mitt sitting on his dresser but you didn’t remember seeing a ball anywhere, thinking that maybe he had lost it or never had one to begin with your eyes lit up when you saw it in the little shop. The beagle blinked once, twice, before he suddenly felt wet tears slipping down his cheeks. Quickly, before anyone could notice, he wiped them away and got up silently to go to his room.

You watched with a twinge of sadness as he left, feeling like you may have made a mistake with the gift you had gotten him but oh how wrong you were.

A chorus of thank yous rang out, Jisung even launching himself into your lap and begging you to read to him from his new book which you happily promised to do later after the chores for the morning were finished.

“I also made some cookies for us to decorate if you’d like..? It’s not the healthiest breakfast but it’s something we used to always do as kids growing up was decorate cookies in the morning before our lessons…” Felix’s eyes lit up as he jumped from his seat, almost knocking Chan over with the force where the wolf had been leaning against him to show off his new bracelet. “Yes! I mean- yeah sure that sounds nice..” You giggled at him, shaking your head as you carefully moved Jisung out of your lap and gave both him and Jeongin a kiss on the temple before getting up and following the younger cat into the kitchen. “Can you bring the cookies and decoration supplies to the table? I’m gonna start on making us some hot cocoa to go with them.” The hybrid beamed, nodding so fast his fluffy ears seemed to bounce as he took the trays of cookies to the dining table along with all the various sprinkles and icings you had bought.

As you busied yourself with stirring the chocolately mixture in the pot on the stove, you felt someone come up behind you and give a gentle tug on the sleeve of the sweater you still wore from Felix. “Hm?” You questioned softly, not turning to see who it was though you smelt the strong smell of cedar washing over you. How odd- “Um…P-Pretty?” Oh- that was…Seungmin’s voice. You turned to face him slowly, afraid any sudden movements would scare him off. “Yes, Seung?” The hybrid had his eyes downcast, hands nervously playing with the hem of his sweatshirt as he visibly took a deep breath. “Why did you get me a present when I’m always running away from you…?” His voice sounded so small, so….afraid. Your heart ached to reach out and pull him close but you didn’t want to overwhelm him when he was finally opening up to you. “Like I said…you were all on the nice list. The nice list means you get presents.” You shrugged it off like it was so simple, but the hybrid let out a little huff. “That’s just what they tell small children to get them to behave all year…I saw it in movies.” He was pouting, and god was it so adorable you had to fight the urge to poke his cheeks. “So why did you really get me a present?” You frowned, still stirring the mixture of chocolate and milk as you turned your focus back to your task and away from the hybrid. “Because you deserve nice things, Seungmin. You all do. I know you’ve had to go through so many hardships in your lives and it wasn’t fair to any of you…I don’t know exactly what happened to all of you but I know that it wasn’t right and that you deserved and still deserve so much better than that.” For a moment the room was silent, save for the sounds echoing from the dining room where the hybrids seemed to be creating a competition out of the cookie decorating task you had given them.

Suddenly you felt arms wrapping around you and hot breath fanning over your neck where the beagle nuzzled his face against you seemingly to hide himself or maybe mold into you until you became a single being, you weren’t sure but the embrace was tight and you could feel his body trembling against yours lightly. “Thank you….for everything you are doing for us, for me-“ you felt his tears suddenly wetting the back of your neck and causing the hair there to become damp. “Seung-“ you went to turn around, to embrace him back but his hold on you tightened. “Don’t move! Please- just…just stay like this? Please….” You nodded, the desperation in his voice breaking something inside you and made you want to comfort him more but you listened to him, continuing to stir the hot chocolate in the pot as he silently sobbed against you before pulling away a few moments later. You stayed still a bit longer, getting the feeling he didn’t want to be seen in that state and when you finally did look back he was already gone.

You portioned out the hot chocolate for everyone, bringing it into the dining room on a tray and setting it down before noticing Changbin was still sitting on the living room floor with his mittens in his hands, staring at them with such a blank expression worry began building up inside you once more. You made your way over to him and took a seat beside him quietly, your shoulder brushing his gently as you settled. “Are you sure everything is okay, Bin?” You knew you didn’t have as deep of a connection with the bunny hybrid, his interactions with you having always been neutral even if they were in the more positive side. He always seemed to keep you at arms length, not outright avoiding you like Seungmin or being somewhat hostile like Chan, but not quite the warmth and openness you seemed to receive from the others.

He sighed, blinking slowly before he responded. “I was a Christmas gift.” Oh- you thought for a moment, unsure how to respond to that but before you had a chance to he continued. “I was bought for a little girl, probably about five or six years old? I wasn’t much older than her at the time either…She begged her parents for a bunny but they thought a hybrid would be easier to take care of than a normal pet…” A frown settled on your face but you stayed silent, nodding for him to continue. “At first everything was fine, she would dress me up in her dresses and we would have tea parties and play games but then sometime in the spring she got bored of me…She got new toys for her birthday and seemed to forget all about me. I don’t know why her parents kept me for so long, but I lived there for ten whole years…” at that your eyes widened, your voice softly escaping you. “Ten years?” Nodding, Changbin took a shaky breath and you watched as a few tears slid down his cheeks before landing on where his hands still clutched onto the mittens. “After the first two they moved me out of her room and down the hall…I think they forgot about me too. If it wasn’t for their maids remembering to feed me every once in a while I probably would have starved. I don’t think they even noticed when I climbed out the window and finally escaped but….I’m sorry-“

Confusion painted your expression instantly, why was he apologizing to you? “Changbin why-“ cutting you off, the bunny turned and pulled you close to him as he cried. “You did something so nice for all of us and all I can think about is how if there was never a Christmas then I never would have been placed in that awful home….and all this time I’ve been keeping this- this wall up between us because I’ve been so afraid that eventually you’ll forget about me too and I’ll have to lose you like I lost her-“ immediately you pulled him closer, his salty tears continuing to dampen the hairs at your neck as Seungmin’s had earlier but you didn’t mind. You just held him close as you ran your fingers gently through his soft curly black hair. “Shhh it’s okay, Binnie…I understand. I don’t think I could ever blame you, any of you, for being hesitant or distant with me. It means so much to me that despite all of your negative experiences with humans in the past you’ve given me the chance to stay here…and I’m going to do my dammdest to undo any of the harm those awful people before me caused. You know why?” He sniffled, pulling back just enough to wipe his tears before blinking up at you. “W-Why?” You smiled softly, poking his cheek before leaning in to kiss his forehead gently. “Because you deserve kindness, warmth, love…all of you. Even if it takes time, years even- I’ll continue to try and prove it to you all and make you feel it.”

Softly, you heard a different voice speak up from beside you as Hyunjin came to sit on your other side. “I was a present too…for a little boy on his thirteenth birthday. He didn’t really want a pet or a hybrid but his parents thought he needed to learn some responsibility….it was so lonely in that house- I tried so hard to get him to like me or spend time with me but all he wanted to do was go play out with his friends or play video games. I think I stayed for a few years but I didn’t really keep track of the time…it wasn’t until he got himself a girlfriend that he kicked me out and told me that if I came back he’d send me away to a facility where they use hybrids for test subjects-“ the ferret shivered at the memory, cuddling up to your side as he closed his eyes tight as if to will it away. “You’re so much nicer than he was…and you smell sweeter too- I never thought I’d meet a human who didn’t mind how clingy I can get. Even the others sometimes get annoyed with me for it-“

You gasped, thumping his head lightly before pulling him closer with one arm while the other stayed wrapped around Changbin’s still sniffling form. “Don’t you dare say that, Hyunjin. They aren’t really annoyed with you, only teasing…we all love how soft and sweet your cuddles are. I mean I know I do- and if they were really annoyed they would be a lot more forceful when they tell you to stop. Trust me, I notice things and they always have a goofy smile after telling you to get off them as if they don’t really mean it.”

Hyunjin looked back at where everyone was still decorating cookies, laughing and enjoying each others company, then back to you with soft tearful eyes. “You really think so?” You smiled warmly, leaning in to give a peck to his cheek. “If you want I can ask them to dial it down on the teasing towards you.” He shook his head, laying with his head resting against your shoulder. “No, it’s okay. I can always come to you for snuggles when they are being too mean.” He said with a smile, a slight teasing tone of his own in his voice that made you laugh as you reached up to ruffle his hair gently.

You stayed like that snuggled up with the two hybrids as you both watched the rest of your little family have a playful competition over who had decorated the best cookies. It wasn’t until you heard genuine shouting and arguing that you jumped up to intervene, having to pull Jeongin away from a very smug looking Minho while Chan scolded him for eating the fox’s cookie before he got the chance to show you and you began petting the youngest’s hair and reassuring him that he could make another one and you would watch to make sure you got to see the finished product.

Far away from the mountain, with the busy city life buzzing outside, a young man sat in a police station at one of the lead detectives desks as he fidgeted nervously with his wedding band.

“Tell me again sir, from the top, when was the last time you saw your wife?”

author’s note; dun dun DUUUUNNN~~~ hehe Merry (belated) Christmas!! This was an emotional rollercoaster I feel but I hope you all enjoy~ (mild spoiler warning but you may wanna prepare for like- some of the most angst I’ve ever written to come in the next two to three chapters- SORRY)

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