#geez he really gets to wake up to that... lucky man

[malwaredykes]

To: LUCKY 38 PRESIDENTIAL SUITE TERMINAL

From: Leigh Stasik

Subject: BIG DAMN BUGS

Hi there everybody!

So, it's day 5, and Joshua Graham continues to get on my nerves. I've received a lot of clear signals that the feeling is, of course, mutual. I don't think he's very happy about what I've been doing—or, more accurately, what I haven't been doing. Because he really, really wants to put me to work, in the sense that I'm to run errands for him, and I don't wanna do that. He doesn't agree to help me find a way back home, though, until I help him resolve his business. This, indeed, is a very unsatisfactory situation, as I am essentially being held hostage by the man, and I'm not pleased about him trying to act all kind and compassionate about it. I think he thinks he's doing me a great favor by “humoring” my “condition” (hahaha!) insofar as he hasn't gotten outwardly mean or violent about it. He's a hateful little man, quite homogeneously so with the Legion past of his that he claims he has long since abandoned and healed from. I in turn feel rather hateful whenever I have to listen to him go on and on about the love burning within and without him… Love for what? Vapid goof. Disgusting. I'd mess with him more, but I don't want to upset people here. But oh, how I want to mess with him. At least I know that if he tries to harm me, he won't last very long. I sure do love to hurt those who think themselves indestructible. Am I right? Who's with me?

I went out into the valley with Waking Cloud today, to disarm some traps set up by the White Legs on one of the bridges. She's so sweet! Not going to lie, I'm still a little surprised I managed to make friends here; it's not like I was going out of my way, as I had my own tasks to tend to, and didn't want to bother anyone.

But, anyway. Around noon the sun got reeeeaally harsh, so we decided to sit in the shade for a little while, right by the river, dipping our legs in the water. There's something about the smell of fresh flowing water, right above its surface, when the sun and the heat pull vapor out of it. We talked about a bunch of things. I think I've mentioned this already, but she's a midwife; we discuss medicine a lot, which is fun. She's taught me a lot about local herbs, their properties, and how to get the best results when preparing them. I told her about my hopes for cultivating some of Zion's plants and fungi back in the Mojave. In the end, she asked if perhaps I could stay in Zion. Gosh… What a touching suggestion. But I have family at home! I've got a dog and an eyebot to put through college! But I will return one day, I'm sure. I hope so. Maybe any of y'all wish to come along?

Soooo… We pressed onwards and then I saw them. A small pack of cazadores, nothing unusual for me, though their wings had a yellow tint to it, much paler than the bright orange I'm used to. Cloud was shocked by my nonchalant reaction, how I just pulled out my rifle and got ready to dispatch the creatures if needed, and I didn't understand until one got a little closer. That thing was huge! At least twice the size of the cazadores you'd see in the Mojave! And its chitin was a lot thicker, so it didn't go down with one or two shots. That was crazy. We did manage to hunt down a few, and the two that remained fled. Upon closer inspection, everything about these cazadores was bigger and more messed up. The stinger, the poison glands… Geeze. I wonder if the increased size comes from better air quality. Higher oxygen levels in the atmosphere did cause bugs to evolve larger in prehistoric times. I kinda want to try and make turbo out of these, but I don't think that's wise. I don't have the proper equipment with me to test the precise contents of this venom, and I can't exactly do a taste test. Oh well.

Ronnie-honey, aside from the surprise gift I can't wait to show you, I have a few mechanical tchotchkes for you to take a look at when I get back. You might be able to make sense of them, because I sure can't. I pulled one of them out of this airplane wreck I stumbled across. Well, you'll see.

Raul, Cloud gave me this recipe for agave candy that she makes for her kids. It takes time to prepare, but it's genius. I am so making it for you. And that's final. No ifs or buts. I mean, I'm gonna make it for everyone, but especially you.

Anyway. I need to get a good night's sleep this time. So, write to you later! Love you all! Take care!

Leigh

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Ruggie Bucchi - Lab Coat Vignette

"I went through a ton!"

[Savanaclaw Dorm – Leona's Room]

Ruggie: C'mon, Leona-san. I told ya again 'n again to please put your clothes in the basket 'stead of just tossin' 'em everywhere!

Ruggie: When you leave things on the floor, the vacuum's gonna try 'n suck it up, see?

Leona: Sigh… I got it, already. Don't screech so much, Ruggie.

Ruggie: I'm tellin' ya, 'cause ya don't "got it"～ Geez, try puttin' yourself in my shoes sometimes.

Ruggie: Maan, you got wrinkles in this 'spensive lookin' cloth. Poor thing～

Ruggie: Ah! There's some over here, too! Isn't this what you wore yesterday?

Ruggie: I'm just askin' ya to put the stuff you take off in one place 'stead of all over! …Hey, huh? A PE uniform…?

Ruggie: Hey, Leona-san. You got a rip in your PE uniform the other day durin' a Magift match and threw it away, didn'tcha?

Leona: Hah? …Yeah, guess something like that happened.

Ruggie: Unlike me, you got a spare PE uniform, so it wasn't an issue or nothin'…

Ruggie: But until your new one gets here, ya only got one extra set, so I'm pretty sure I told ya these need washed.

Ruggie: So then why're these still dirty 'n on the floor!?

Ruggie: Leona-san, you got flight class tomorrow, right? What were you plannin' on wearin'?

Leona: So annoying, already… Just gotta wash those and I can wear them.

Ruggie: …Just for the record, who did you think would wash 'em?

Leona: You.

Ruggie: Siiiiigh… But whatever, I'm used to this now, so it's fine.

Ruggie: Oh but, it's almost evenin', I gotta hurry, or they might dry 'fore tomorrow.

Ruggie: Leona-san, I'll wash whatever else you got, so if there's anything need washed, put 'em out for me.

Leona: Yeah, sure.

Ruggie: You okay if I wash 'em together with my stuff?

Leona: …

Ruggie: Aaand, he's sleepin'. Fine, fine, I'll just do whatever～

Ruggie: And, there we go! Whew～ …It's actually pretty heavy when it's a two-man load of clothes.

Ruggie: Ooookay. Where's the detergent…

Ruggie: …Huh, it's empty?

Ruggie: Oh yeah, now I remember, I used up the last bit of detergent the last time I did laundry. Heeey, Leona-san!

Leona: Mm… Grrrr…

Ruggie: …Yeaaah, it'll be more of a pain for me later if I wake ya up now, huh…

Ruggie: …Guess I gotta go to the Mystery Shop… I'll just have Leona-san pay me back.

[Mister S's Mystery Shop]

Sam: Welcome to Mr. S's Mystery Shop.

Sam: Oh, you're wearing your white lab coat, did you run out of something during an experiment?

Sam: If you need things for chemistry, it's on the far back shelf. Potionology ingredients are beside that. And for alchemy…

Ruggie: Wait, no, I'm just wearin' my lab coat to do laundry, so I'm good. 'Cause see, if I got my dorm uniform dirty, it'd cost a ton to clean it, right?

Ruggie: Sooo, what I'm lookin' for is your detergent. Y'know, the stuff I always buy; the real nice smellin', expensive one.

Ruggie: I don't see 'em where ya usually got 'em stocked. Rather, it's like they're all gone…?

Trey: Sorry, Ruggie, I bought the last one this morning.

Ruggie: Ehhh～! That puts me in a pinch, Trey-san!

Ruggie: I gotta wash Leona-san's PE uniform before tomorrow.

Trey: Yeah, that's my bad.

Ruggie: You don't sound like it at all. Maybe I'll borrow some from Jack… Sigh…

Ruggie: But still, that's weird. Usually, there's way too much in stock for 'em to all disappear like that…

Trey: It's probably because all of the others in my dorm bought them all…

Ruggie: Eh?

Trey: Oh, it's nothing.

Trey: Well, what about if you use some of my detergent? I can let you borrow enough for one load.

Ruggie: Yoo～ You sure～?

Trey: Yeah. Only, before I go and grab the detergent for you, there's a place I want to swing by…

Ruggie: Sure, that's fine enough.

Ruggie: Ah, but can ya do it 'fore it gets dark? I really need all my laundry to be dry by tomorrow.

Trey: Don't worry, it won't take that long.

Trey: Probably.

Ruggie: Mmkay. Then, let's hurry 'n go get done what ya need to then, Trey-san.

Ruggie: …Lucky me～ I got to save one laundry load's worth of money… Shishishi ♪

Ruggie: Oh yeah, so what were you buyin' here? Weren't you here this mornin', too?

Trey: Yeah… It's just, we ran out of paint.

Ruggie: Paint…?

[Heartslabyul Dorm – Rose Maze]

Ruggie: Eh… What's going on. I know ya said you had somewhere ya wanted to swing by, but…

Trey: As you can see, all of Heartslabyul are painting the white roses red.

Trey: The paint I bought at the Mystery Shop a bit ago is for the first years who still haven't gotten the hang of color-changing magic.

Ruggie: I get it. So the reason why all the detergent was sold out was to wash all the clothes that got paint on 'em.

Trey: That's right. You're pretty perceptive.

Ruggie: Thanks… So, why're you shoving paint into my arms with that grin plastered on your face like that?

Trey: If you want the detergent, you can help us paint the roses too. Oh, but you're a second year, so maybe you've already mastered color-changing magic?

Ruggie: Wait, wait, wait, you said you'd give me the detergent. You didn't say nothin' 'bout a trade.

Trey: Well, you didn't ask, did you?

Ruggie: Don't try to play me, lookin' all cool like that!

Ruggie: Dammit～ So this was your plan all along…! I don't wanna help with somethin' as pointless as this!

Trey: I see. Then, sorry, I can't give you any detergent.

Ruggie: Ehhh～～～!?

Trey: I don't really care either, way, so… What will you do?

Ruggie: Tch. I don't wanna come all this way and go back empty-handed. Fine, I'll do it, 'kay?

Ruggie: I just gotta turn all the white roses red with magic, yeah?

Trey: Yeah. Not pink, not green, not aquamarine, but red, please.

Ruggie: Is that supposed to be from somethin'? Stop blabberin' and let's just get this over with!

Ruggie: Everything should be painted red now, right? Whew, it's finally over…

Trey: Good work. Thanks for helping out.

Ruggie: Only cause I was forced, yeah? Hurry and give me the detergent already.

Trey: Okay, okay. I'll go get it.

[Savanaclaw Dorm]

Ruggie: Woowee～ The sun's so nice～

Ruggie: Today's the best kinda weather for laundry. If I hadn't run out of detergent, I woulda done my lab coat, too.

Ruggie: 'Kay, gotta hang 'em up to dry. First up… Here's Leona-san's PE uniform.

Ruggie: Man, it's so huge～ Guess when you're raised on different food, ya grow bigger, huh?

Ruggie: Jack-kun eats a ton, too…

Ruggie: I wish I could grow a bit taller too, but I bet the bigger I grow, the more I'd hafta spend on food～

Leona: Huh, you're still doing laundry?

Ruggie: Gyaa!? Y-You surprised me～! Can ya not just show up outta nowhere?!

Ruggie: What're ya doin' here, anyway? What 'bout your afternoon nap?

Leona: It's nice out, so I'm gonna sleep here.

Ruggie: If the weather's so nice that even the lazy Leona-san decided to come outside, then I'm sure the laundry'll dry fast enough.

Ruggie: 'N I bet these clothes'll feel super nice once they're cleaned. 'Specially 'cause I went through a ton to get today's laundry one!

Leona: Uh-huh. Yaaawn～～

Ruggie: Ah, wait! One thing before you sleep!

Ruggie: We're out of detergent. I'll go buy some later, so please give me some money.

Leona: Hah…? Detergent…?

Ruggie: Yeah, detergent. Can't do laundry for free, y'know.

Leona: Sigh, fine… Here's my wallet.

Ruggie: Ack, don't just toss it at me all a sudden!

Leona: There's some money in there, so just take whatever. You can keep the change.

Ruggie: Okaaay… Hey, wait, there' just large bills in here. You sure I can keep the change?

Leona: Ugh, you're so picky… Don't make me repeat myself.

Leona: Anyway, I'm going to sleep. Yaaaawn…

Leona: Zzz… Zzz…

Ruggie: Ehhh～ Maybe I'm too picky, but aren't you a little too lax?

Ruggie: Maybe he hasn't realized that the change I'd get back is way more than the cost of the detergent?

Ruggie: How nice it must be to not know the cost of things.

Ruggie: …Well, he said I could have it, so whatever. I'll gladly take it.

Requested by kunoichi101.

[circusgoth-dotcom]

6684 Lemon Gulch

Ship: Logan Howlett x Gabriel Reaper-Argabritt [Exes AU]

Word Count: 1396

Summary: Hot damn another long one fhfhfh (For me, anyway). When the X-Men are faced with a new threat, they will need all the help they can get. Professor X sends Wolverine to track down and try and convince Gabriel Reaper, his ex, to return after disbanding from the team many years ago. Logan is shocked to find his ex has been "domesticated" since the days they used to go steady. CWs for mentions of implied prejudice toward mutants, brief suggestiveness, alcohol consumption, smoking.

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife @rexscanonwife

Logan heaved a reluctant sigh as he stood on the doorstep of 6684 Lemon Gulch, the last known residence of Gabriel Reaper, his ex, in several senses. He didn’t know if he wanted it to be here or not. The only reason he was tracking it down was on Xavier's command. They needed all the help they could get. The neighbourhood was nice… quaint… something that didn't suit the Gabriel he had left.

What if he didn't recognize it at all? Could things really have changed all that much since Gabriel voluntarily left the X-Men? Birds twittered in the sturdy trees lining the well-paved streets. Everything was so… quiet here. It made his supersonic hearing buzz with understimulation. He raised his hand, waffling between knocking and ringing the doorbell. He chose to knock.

A young man opened the door, his expression both confused and curious as he peered at the stranger on the doorstep. “Can I help you?”

“Does Gabriel Reaper still live here?”

The man braced his palm against the doorway, leaning back into the house. “Mr. Reaper-Argabritt! There's some guy at the door asking for you!”

You've gotta be shittin’ me.

It didn’t take long for a tired-looking Gabriel to appear. “Kev, I really appreciate you, but I just put Shelley down for her nap…” They trailed off, eyes widening as their gaze fell on their old flame, their face paling slightly. “Logan.”

“Ah, geez, I’m sorry. I’ll go make sure I didn’t wake her up.” The young man rushed inside, leaving Gabriel gaping, his breathing shallow.

“Well… I… come in.” He felt light-headed as he let Logan in, closing the door behind him and leading him into his Boho Gothic living room. “Make yourself comfortable, can I get you anything?”

Logan stood awkwardly at the edge of the room, unable to make himself sit as he took everything in, his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans. “I suspect happy-go-lucky back there isn’t your partner, is he?”

“Oh-hah, Kevin? No, he’s just the nanny. He’s been a big help, especially now with Shelley…” Gabriel cleared his throat and floated over to a shelf, off which he picked up a photo of himself and another man, showing it to Logan. “Otis Argabritt. My husband.” It stung both of them to be said aloud.

“Well, at least I can rest easy knowing you’ve always had an eye for the older ones.”

Gabriel put the photo back. He wore a long, grey, loose-fitting button-down dress over a white tank top and black sweatpants, along with a pair of grey, fuzzy slippers. He looked comfortable. A band of white gold glinted on his left ring finger. They then picked up two more photos.

“This is Bram, our little boy, he’ll be four in two months, and Shelley, she’s a year old as of the first.”

“They’re beautiful, Gabriel.”

“Thank you…” They softly smiled and put the photos back. It was a sad expression.

“Does Argabritt know?”

“Please, be more specific, Logan.”

“That you’re a mutant, and that his kids’ll likely be mutants, too.”

“Oh.” Gabriel slowly sat on its couch, clearing its throat. “No. I haven’t.”

“And how long have you two been together?” Logan absently rubbed his stubble, keeping Gabriel just in his peripheral.

“Five years married.” It swallowed. “It won’t matter unless the children start displaying powers, and that’s years in the future…”

“It’s still a possibility.”

“I know. I know.” They sighed and rubbed their eyes, pushing up their glasses in the process. “How did you find me?”

“With a little help…” He inhaled deeply but subtly. It still smelled like it did when they were still together, even under all the smells that weren’t its own. “But that brings me to why I’m even here-”

“Mm, there it is. I knew this wasn’t just an instance of ‘I was in the area and wanted to check in.’” He leaned back, inviting Logan to continue with his body language.

I’d be more than happy to see you if it was on any other terms. “The professor wants you back on the team. We’re facing something we haven’t seen before… we need all the help we can get.” He reached into his jacket and pulled out a thumb drive, handing it to Gabriel. “This contains everything we know so far.”

They frowned as they examined the drive in their palm. When their lip began to tremble, they put it on their coffee table. “I can’t. I’m a father, now… I’m going to guess Xavier knew that already. I didn’t exactly tell him not to keep tabs on me.”

“How did that happen, anyway?”

This surprised Gabriel enough for them to fold their arms as they looked up at Logan. “I had sex with a man who loves me, simple as that.”

“You didn’t want kids when we were together.”

“I was also younger then and preoccupied with being a superhero, Logan. If I remember correctly, neither did you.”

He grunted… it had a point. Still, this is not where Logan saw it ending up after all these years. He stepped closer, looking directly at him for the first time since he came to the front door. All those feelings never went away, no matter what he tried to replace them with. “Besides the interior decorating, this doesn’t really seem like you, angel.”

Gabriel’s breath hitched. “Please, don’t call me that.”

“I’m sorry,” he rumbled immediately. Only Gabriel could get him to apologize so quickly. They crossed their ankles, looking down at their knees. He wished he knew what they were thinking.

“Do you want a beer?”

“Sure.”

They quickly rose from their seat and went into their kitchen, giving Logan more time to absorb what had happened to his ex in his absence. He wanted to know how exactly Otis had turned him into this “housewifey” thing. Though, of course, he didn’t want to immediately assume that Gabriel wasn’t working… but they had certainly been domesticated. He resisted the urge to go snooping, if only because it had returned with two beers and was beckoning him further into the house, leading him to a back porch.

“I know you like to smoke with your beer, so I thought we could sit outside,” it explained, settling into one of the deck chairs. Logan sat in the other.

“I hope that’s not the only impression I made on you, ange- I mean, kid- I mean, Gabriel.” He unsheathed one of his claws and popped the tab on his can, clearing his throat. They blushed as they opened their own.

“Of course not! … I also know you can be very sweet, even when you’ve convinced yourself you’re only capable of being a bitter loner who cares for no one.”

He sipped his beer, placed it in the mesh cup holder, and retrieved a cigarette from his pocket. “Only for you, kid.”

It let the pet name slide and reached over to light the cigarette, a flame sizzling from its fingertip.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it… though, I’d prefer if you didn’t go back inside after this, for the baby’s sake…”

He nodded, then let a small smile tease his features. “Shelley and Bram. That’s clever.”

Gabriel cheesed. “Thank you, I knew someone would appreciate it. I don’t think Otis quite got why I chose those names, but he agreed to them.”

“How’d you two end up together?”

“I did a lot of travelling after I left the X-Men… we met in Arizona, I was photographing the state parks. Funnily enough, he also likes photography… he noticed we were trying to shoot the same thing one day and we got to talking. I guess you could say the rest is history. He bought this house as a proposal gift.”

Logan coughed into his fist. “Must be some big shot, then.”

Gabriel nodded. “CEO of something or other. Such a boring job for an interesting man. He’s into rocks and minerals, and the migrational patterns of herd animals like caribou.”

Logan could care less, but he nodded along as if he were interested. Selfishly, he hoped there was something flawed in this relationship… some chance that he and Gabriel could get back to the good old days. I miss you. I’ve missed you so much. I’m sorry that I pushed you away. If only he could express it clearly.

[hananosami]

Chapter 1 : Complex

Gojo Satoru is a cold man. Despite his happy go lucky attitude towards his students, close colleagues and his own friends, he's a cold man. Although, calling him a cold man would do him injustice, rather calling his personality complex would be more fitting. He's a man who at times has an attitude of a child, nonchalant, playful and charming- yet, unsympathetic and most definitely cruel to the sorcerer executives, and the jujutsu council. 

Gojo Satoru is a cold man. He's confident, he knows exactly what he was capable of, he knows that he is the strongest and most powerful sorcerer in the Jujutsu World. Sukuna is no easy feat for other Jujutsu Sorcerers, but to Gojo Satoru? Sukuna was nothing more than just a plaything, that if he wanted to, could easily kill. He can be the most cold-blooded individual in the battlefield, that if he had no choice, he will choose the destruction of his enemy- even if that meant that the death of many innocent lives; of course, he would never intentionally take the life of an innocent person. 

Gojo Satoru is a cold man. He's a man who towered over all his students, standing over one hundred and ninety centimeters and most definitely attracted several women who went pass him. His ethereal white hair, coupled with his iridescent ocean blue eyes has always been a ladies' man and he knows it. I mean, who wouldn't fall for him? He has the charming looks, and most definitely the most believable facade. 

Gojo Satoru was a cold man, till he met you. A young girl who had the most gorgeous, coruscating golden eyes, that every time he looked at you- he felt like he was suffocating. His heart clenched and his hands would start shaking, to him the feeling of seeing you, felt unreal. Your eyes opposing his cold blue eyes, shined brightly, like the sun on a warm morning. To him, you were the sun and he was the moon- he revolved around you. You made Gojo Satoru feel nervous, on edge. A feeling that felt unfamiliar to him, especially to a man like him, a man who only knew confidence and brimmed of it. You made him feel like a school girl who had an unrequited love for a boy that was unattainable, you were unattainable in his eyes. And that shouldn't be possible, right?

Gojo Satoru was a cold man. But your gleaming, kind eyes and the way you smiled, the way you laughed, always brought him back down to earth, even as he rode the high of knowing no one could resist him and he had almost everything- one look at you and he felt, soft, tender-hearted. You made him feel vulnerable. To him, you will always be his first and final love. No matter how many girls he'd go on dates with, all he saw was you, to the point it became pointless to even bother going on dates; you were endgame for him. 

"Sato-Kun.."

"Earth to Sato.."

"Satoru-Kun if you don't wake up, I'm going to eat all these Kikufukus on my own!" And with that Satoru's eyes opened wide to only be met with those golden orbs, but to his dismay, he sat up too quickly and slammed his forehead to yours. "Owwww" you groaned in pain, as you looked at him with one eye still close and the other one open, before giggling. "Geez Sato, I came here bearing gifts and this is what I get!" You continued to laugh, as he felt his cheeks become tainted with pink, with blood slowly creeping up his cheeks. 

You were as beautiful as when he first met you on that field filled with flowers, the way you laughed, the way you carried yourself- you were his weakness. "Sato, are you okay? Do you have a fever? You look really red." As you were about to put the back of your palm against his forehead, he smacked it away. "I'm okay, now where's my Kikufukus!" You chuckled, "yes, yes, just your Kikufukus." You smiled softly as you set the box of sweets beside him, "eat up Mr. Sweet Tooth." And with that, the two of you sat in sweet silence. 

Gojo Satoru was a cold man, as long as you were always beside him. 

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Hello friends! So.. I finally figured out Tumblr..

I hope ya'll like it hehe! Also this is on wattpad!

Well, I shall see ya'll later friends! This is a test trial for this new blog! :)

Peace! :D

[introvertedelf]

The Mundane and the Shadowhunter

Chapter 7

Read chapter 6 here

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YOUR POV

Waking up in no one less but Alec Lightwood’s arms was like a dream come true. You quickly had found that Alec was chased by a lot of other Shadowhunter girls, desperate to marry him instead of their arranged marriage partners.

You were lucky. You didn’t think you believed in true love before Alec, but since that moment you met him? You were nearly convinced now. It wasn’t your typical falling in love at first sight, though. An arrow pointed in-between your eyes by the hottest ‘man’ you’d ever seen? No way.

Your daydreaming was interrupted when Alec moved his hand from your thigh to your waist, a low grumble coming from his throat.

“G’morning,” his voice rasped, his dark lashes fluttering as he opened his beautiful eyes. You laughed softly, snuggling into him lovingly.

“Good morning, handsome,” you complimented, causing him to blush. “I love it when you blush like—“

He shut you up by pressing his lips to yours, placing his hand over your mouth after to replace his lips. “Shush.” You giggled, licking his hand and causing him to jerk it back. “Did you just lick me?!” He questioned hysterically.

Innocently, you shook your head.

“Yeah right. Get up, gorgeous. Training.”

________

Training. You were learning quickly to despise that word, as it always meant sweating like an MMA player and getting your ass kicked like one, too.

“Keep going!” Jace and Alec, yes, both of them urged you on. You tried to do another squat, but instead just ended up falling on your ass. Jace cackled, Alec hitting him on the shoulder to make him stop as he hid his own laugh. He came up to you, offering his hand to pull you up.

“You know, I’m getting real tired—“

“Too bad,” Alec interrupted. “You have to get stronger, Y/N. We’ve talked about this.” He got serious, his face becoming that straight, unfaltering one that you first saw when you met him.

“Well maybe I don’t want to do this. Ever think of that? Why can’t I just do something that involves book smarts like, geez I don’t know, become a Shadowhunter librarian? Why can’t I skip all this bullshit training and—“

“This training is issued to all shadowhunters, Y/N. And guess what, one day this training might save your life. You just don’t know anything about our world. You are constantly under watch by all kinds of beings that want to hurt you. So stop complaining and just deal with it.”

“You’re right. I don’t know anything,” you stated, your cheeks hot and tears threatening to spill from being reprimanded by the man you loved. Without another word, you turned and walked away, your stride long and quick as you went right out of the doors to the institute.

You ignored Alec’s calls to you.

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You had no idea where you were going—just that you were getting away from all of that. You knew Alec was just trying to help, but this was all too much. You felt weak. Ignorant. And just tired. You never thought you’d say that you missed your mundane life. If only Alec could be a part of your normal life, everything would be perfect. But you knew that was impossible. Associating with shadowhunters meant danger, pretty much. You could never really be safe again.

You crossed the street, heading the familiar way to your apartment. It looked as shitty and unrenovated as always. You walked up the sidewalk, coming to the gate. It was open, naturally, as everyone forgot to close it all the time. It was a tiny three building complex, so it didn’t take long to arrive to your door. You didn’t have your key anymore, so you crossed your fingers that it was open. Alas—it was not open. For once, management had done their job and kept vacant apartments locked. This was your breaking point as you slid down the door, tears spilling down your cheeks. Your arms were over your head, and you prayed to whatever god would listen that no one would find you like this.

“Hey there, little one,” a deep and cunning voice called, footsteps virtually impossible to hear.

Your head shot up, looking at a very tall and pale, what you presumed to be, vampire. “Who are you? Stay away—“

“Now now, is that any way to treat a friend? Come now, I can make you feel all better,” the vamp stepped towards you, stopping suddenly when an arrow shot at the speed of light into the vamp’s shoulder.

“Get the hell away from her,” a dangerously calm voice said. You looked up, sighting Alec with his bow drawn. He cocked a brow at you, through a relieved look was ever so present on his features.

“Ugh, Shadowhunter. I should have known. Always one to run our fun—“

Alec shot a warning glance at the vampire. “I said, get the hell away from her.”

“Fine, I can see this meal has already been tainted anyways,” his nostrils flared, and you unfortunately got what he meant. Even after your shower, he could smell Alec on you still.

Alec didn’t react to what he said as the vamp scurried away. Instead, he dropped his bow and ran up to you, picking you up in his arms and pulling you into his embrace. “Never do that again. Y/N, I’m serious right now. Anything could have happened to you—it’s too dangerous,”

“Alec! I’m fine. I’m sorry I was being stupid . . .”

He pulled away, his look was now soft. “Come on, I’m taking you back home.”

Your walk back to the institute was quiet, though Alec had your hand in his the entire way. It’s like he was scared to let you go again.

When you walked in, Izzy, Jace, and Clary all stood there, a relieved look on their faces.

“Y/N, what the hell?” Izzy snapped, coming up to hug you.

“Seriously, I’m fine. I just went to my old apartment,” you said, wanting to neglect the fact that you’d almost been attacked by a vamp.

Alec walked up. “She negates the fact that had I not been there, she would have been a vamp meal.”

“What?” Jace and Clary both said at the same time, looking at Alec.

“This is exactly why you need to train,” Jace said to you, ignoring Alec’s sharp look to him.

You pulled out of Izzy’s arms, turning to Jace. “Wow Jace, I’d have never fucking known that. Thanks for stating the obvious. Real brainiac here.” For a moment, he looked pissed. Oh shit, you thought.

Then out of nowhere, everyone starts laughing like I’d said something funny or something. “Oh man, glad to have you around, Y/N”, Jace said, his hand at his mouth.

You looked at Alec, a confused look on your face as you saw him laughing just as hard. He pulled you to him, putting his arm around your waist. “Oh Y/N. Never change,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Maybe you were really going to have to start taking training seriously.

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 30 | part 31 | part 32

“That was a really pretty song you were just singing.” Selina smiled sweetly. “Is it one of the band’s new songs?”

“One day it will be.” Jesse said as he rubbed her belly gently. “I’m still workshopping a few parts so it won’t be on this album, but the boys seem to like it so far.”

“You wrote it?”

“For you.” Jesse nodded. “I was feeling pretty guilty about spending all my time either in class or at the studio. I kinda just wanted a way to show you exactly what you mean to me, especially now.”

Selina’s eyes sparkled as she stared at him. “I can’t tell if I’m getting butterflies or if that’s the baby kicking.” She paused. “Actually, that was definitely a kick.”

“Wait, really?” Jesse smiled from ear to ear.

“He’s trying to tell you he likes the song, and he likes it when you sing to him.” Selina stroked Jesse’s hair. “I like it, too.”

“I wish I could stay here and sing to you guys all day.” Jesse rested his head on her shoulder. “I really don’t want to go to class.”

“And I don’t wanna write this fifteen page essay, but here we are.” Selina chuckled. “It’s just one class. You’ll be home before you know it.”

“And then?” Jesse glanced at her. “I have to wake up early to get to the studio on time tomorrow.” He buried his face in her shoulder. “I just wanna be with you.”

Selina stared at him. “And who’s the pregnant one here…?”

“Ugh, you know what I mean.” Jesse wrapped his arms around her midriff.

“Okay, okay, fine.” Selina laughed at his clinginess. “When you get home, I’ll put the essay away and we can have a date night in. You pick the takeout, I’ll pick the movie.”

“And I can have lots of cuddles?” Jesse looked at her with doe eyes.

“Geez, man, when do I ever say no to cuddles?” Selina rolled her eyes. They got quiet. “When did we become an old married couple?”

Jesse absentmindedly traced circles into her thigh. “About…22 weeks ago.”

“Are we gonna be this boring forever?” Selina looked at him.

“If I’m lucky, yeah.” Jesse sighed. He hugged Selina closer and shut his eyes.

“Babe, no. You have to go to class.”

“I don’t have to leave for another twenty minutes.” Jesse muttered quietly. “It’s just a quick nap. I’ll be fine.”

Selina stared at her boyfriend, suddenly feeling guilty about how overworked and tired he was. “Poor b—” She was cut off by Jesse’s loud snoring. “Ugh, I forgot. Twenty minutes of this.”

[marshunter06]

Comfortember Day 1: Hugs

Prompts from @comfortember

“Courtney? Hey, is that you? It’s been a long time.”

He smiles waving at her to catch her attention, she freezes unsure how to react. They were never close, barely even spoke while passing through on set. It makes sense since they were on separate teams during Total Drama Island, and they didn’t really get to interact for any of the other seasons. Yet here he is, going out of his way to greet her when he could have easily pretended he didn’t recognize her. What’s his play here?

“Courtney? Hello? Are you alright?”

“… Trent.”

“Oh, good, so it is you. I was worried I made a mistake.”

“I wouldn’t count that out just yet.”

“Harsh, but I get it. We didn’t exactly get to know each other back then.”

“So what do you want from me?”

“Nothing. I just wanted to say hi. It’s nice to see a familiar face, though I’m guessing you don’t agree.”

“Let’s just say that show left a bitter taste in my mouth. I regret ever signing up.”

“Man, I feel you. Well, I guess I should thank them for the exposure to help launch my career, but at what cost. I still wake up from nightmares thinking I need to compete in a crazy challenge.”

“… you too?”

“Yeah… I mean I didn’t go through as many as you did, but every now and then it wakes me up in the middle of the night.”

“You’re lucky you even get to sleep through some nights.”

“Geez. That bad huh? Do you need a hug Courtney?”

“What?”

“Sorry, I don’t mean it like that… just didn’t mean to bring up bad memories, but I guess me even talking to you reminds you of how bad it was. I get it. I’ll leave you alone now.”

He gives a small smile, then turns on his heel to leave. She surprises herself when she asks him to wait, hand reaching over to grab his arm. He seems to be surprised too, eyes widening when he turns back to face her. She immediately removes her hand, chiding herself on being so rash. She doesn’t even know why she called him back, she wanted him gone the moment she saw him. Maybe it was in his sincerity, opening up to her about how bad it was for him too. For once… she didn’t feel so alone.

“You alright, Courtney?”

“Yes. No. I-I… I’m not very good at this. It’s been a few years since I talked to someone from the show.”

“You haven’t kept in contact with any of them? Not even Bridgette?”

“Not really… I mean she’s reached out a few times, but she was still with Geoff and you know how they get… and I wanted to focus on school. I just got my law degree.”

“That’s great, Courtney! I always knew you would be the first of us to make it.”

“You mean finish school? I don’t know, I think Noah had a shot too.”

“Yeah, but Noah’s got some other things to sort out. He might be done with his degree, I don’t know. I haven’t checked in with him, we don’t really run in the same circles much anymore.”

“I didn’t even know you guys were close.”

“Well, not exactly. It’s a long story… Do you smell that?”

“It must be three o’clock. May’s apple pies are ready. Have you ever had one?”

“No, I just moved to the city.”

“You have to try it, but we have to go now or else they’ll all be sold out!”

She does so without thinking, just as when she grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving, she takes his hand pulling him into her favorite bakery. She doesn’t notice the blush on his face as he squeezes her hand back.

…

She smells the freshly baked apple pie before she sees him enter her office. Lifting her head from her hands, she flashes him a grateful smile. Her phone rings before she can even thank him for making the trip over despite the pouring rain. She groans, then picks up the call to deal with whatever mess her legal assistant can’t handle on her own. She really ought to fire her. She’s exhausted. Spreading herself too thin, the cases keep piling up stressing her out. She needs a break.

He waits patiently while she’s on the phone, making coffee with the machine he gifted her when she first got this job. She joked he must be her good luck charm, considering she aced the interview after their meeting two months ago. He brushes her off, telling her it’s her ability that got her the job. She remembers the flutter of butterflies in her stomach over his compliment. She quickly squashed them away, they’re just friends. Surely he doesn’t see her that way… he would’ve made a move already… right?

When she hangs up, he already has a slice of apple pie ready for her to dig into. Placing her coffee next to her, she thanks him for braving the storm just because she mentioned needing a pick-me-up.

“Anything for you, Court.”

Her stomach flips, Court. He calls her Court. She likes the way it sounds when he says her name, but even more so when he shortens it. Maybe because he thinks she shines best in a court setting, he goes to all her trials whenever he has free time. Granted there’s only been the one, but still. It was nice to see him there in the stands. Flashing his smile she loves so much.

“Need any help? I’ve gotten more familiar with legal jargon because of you.”

“No thanks, I can handle it from here. You can leave if you want.”

“Kicking me out already? Ouch. After I brought you the best apple pie in town too.”

She laughs, “you’re welcome to stay if you want, but I can’t imagine you won’t be bored out of your mind watching me sort through these files. Besides, don’t you have a song you’re supposed to work on?”

“Now you sound like my manager.”

“It’s okay if you turn the project down, if you’re not feeling inspired.”

“I know… I’m just feeling a little burnt out I guess.”

“You and me both.”

“Let’s plan a getaway then. When’s your next day off?”

“The same day as your music video shoot.”

“Bummer.”

“Rain check?”

“Pinky promise.”

“Pinky promise.”

She smiles as they lace their pinkies together. Dropping their hands, she wasn’t expecting him to pull her into his arms, her head falling towards his chest.

“Trent?”

“Sorry. I’ll let you go, just one more second. I just need a second.”

True to his word, he releases her after another moment. That’s when she finally notes his exhaustion, the dark circles and drooping bags under his eyes. He starts to take a step back, she chases after him. Wrapping her arms around his waist, tucking her head onto his chest. He immediately reciprocates the hug, his arms holding her in his embrace.

“It’s the nightmares again, isn’t it?”

“Yeah… they’ve been pretty bad this week.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You were stressed out already. I didn’t want to be a burden.”

“You’re not a burden, Trent. You never have been. You helped me fight my demons. Let me help you.”

“I didn’t even get rid of them for you.”

“But you’re still here. I know I can face them with you by my side. Now tell me about the dreams.”

The rain continues pouring from the sky, hitting the window pane. They move over to the couch, talking between bites of May’s famous pies and sips of coffee. Everything else can wait, right now Trent needs her, and she could use another hug.

[narutogwriting]

hii, could you do a naruto x reader fic the day/evening before naruto becomes hokage n he and the reader are discussing their future , if they want kids, if they will get married and reminiscing about the past ( maybe about how they met or significant moments ) and he confides in her that maybe he’s a lil nervous n it’s just cavity inducing fluff ,,, sorry if that was a little long but thank you! <3

Hey did you take this prompt straight out of my heart?<3 This may need a part 2...

Long Live

Pairing: Naruto Uzumaki x Reader

CW: fluff

Length: 2.9k+

Inspired by “Long Live” by Taylor Swift because that song always makes me think of Naruto 🥺

Why is he so pretty

His whole life had led up to this. He’d spent years alone and isolated and hurting. Years being left in the background, unseen, forgotten. All Naruto had ever wanted in life was to gain the acknowledgment of his village.

And now he had it.

In just a few hours, by this time tomorrow, Naruto would officially become Hokage. Everything he’d ever worked for was finally coming to fruition.

Naruto was sitting on the Hokage heads, the same stones that he’d spent years vandalizing as a child, just wanting someone to notice him. Specifically, he was sitting on the formation of his father’s head, a small smile on his face. He’d always said that he was going to become better than the fourth hokage… He wasn’t sure if he could ever surpass his dad. But at the very least, he would do his best to make him proud.

The Sun was beginning to set over the leaf village, casting a brilliant orange glow over the town he loved so much. It was a powerful, flawed village that had done a fantastic amount of good and created imaginable pain. It’d taken Naruto years to understand it, that nothing was black and white, that things can be good and bad, and that you can love something, but still want to change and improve it.

The Leaf Village had simultaneously been a place that had broken him and the place where he had become healed. Now that Naruto was a little older, a little wiser, he understood that things had to change, and that’s what Naruto would do.

He would become the change, lead the village into a new era. One of healing and restoration. Not only would Konoha change its way, Naruto was going to do his damndest to right all of its wrongs.

Finally, just before dark, Naruto got up and decided to head back home. He couldn’t imagine that he would be getting much sleep tonight; he was too excited, too nervous. Of course he’d always believed that he would become Hokage, but now that it was happening… It was almost too much for him to handle.

He expected you to maybe already be in bed by the time he got home. It wasn’t super late, but you were just getting back from a mission that day, so he was sure you’d be exhausted.

He opened the front door slowly, quietly, not wanting to wake you.

He was surprised to find you not only awake, but waiting for him with a big smile. You looked so beautiful, he thought, in the tight red dress you were wearing. The lights were dim, the living room and kitchen only lit by candle light.

Blinking in confusion, Naruto looked at you as you came to give him a big hug. “Hi, I missed you…” Naruto said, wrapping his strong arms around you, pulling you into him. He placed a kiss on your head, getting a whiff of his favorite perfume that you had.

Just over your head, he could see the table set with a pretty red table cloth, flowers, romantic candles, and the unmistakable aroma of your homemade ramen.

“I missed you so much,” You told him, pulling away just enough to press up on your tiptoes and give him a kiss. “I’ve been waiting for you. Were you at Hokage Rock?” You questioned. You knew him way too well.

He gave you a sheepish grin. “I was,” He told you. “Just taking it all in, ya know? Before…” He trailed off. He couldn’t even speak the words; it would make it all too real and then he was sure he’d implode.

Instead, he nodded to the set up in the kitchen before pulling away from the hug. He took your hand, pulling back so he could check you out properly, giving you a little twirl as you giggled. “What’s the occasion?” He asked you, causing you to stare up at him with a dumbfounded expression.

“What do you think, dummy!?” You asked him, playfully smacking his arm and making him laugh.

“I thought we were gonna celebrate tomorrow night?”

You shook your head, exasperated. “Yes, but that’s with our friends, Naruto. “Tonight, I wanted to celebrate, just you and me.” You explained to him, smiling up at him fondly. You reached up to touch his cheek gently. “I’m just so proud of you, you know? I wanted to do something special. I always knew you could do it.”

Naruto eyes began to tear up instantly as he grinned happily. He ran the back of his hand across his eyes. “Geez, you really know how to make a guy all choked up…”

You giggled. You were well accustomed to Naruto’s happy tears by this point. It never failed to make your heart well up, knowing that you could fill Naruto with such joy that he would cry tears of happiness.

His hands cupped your cheeks, pulling you to him as he pressed his lips against yours softly. “I love you so much, you know? Believe it!”

“I do believe it,” You teased, kissing him one more time before taking his hand. “Cmon, before your food gets cold.” You told him, pulling him to the kitchen. “I made your favorite.”

The two of you made small talk while you ate your food. He asked about your mission, and you gave him the exciting details. He slurpped down the ramen hungrily; somehow you made it just as good as Ichiraku ramen, maybe even better. It was just one of the many things he loved about you.

When the two of you finished eating, you cleared the table, leaving the dishes in the sink.

“Cmon,” you said, leading Naruto to the living room.

You had more candles set up on the side tables, and in the middle of the floor, a blanket with lots of pillows for the two of you to lounge on, chocolate covered strawberries, two glasses of wine, and a present just for Naruto.

“How did I get so lucky?” Naruto asked quietly, staring down at you with love filled eyes. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, dipping his head down to place light, open mouth kisses against your neck. You tilted your head slightly, placing your hands over his arms.

“Sweet, thoughtful, a good cook.. Not to mention so gorgeous.” His hands began to trail over your body, starting at your waist and slipping slowly down your hips and thighs before moving back up.

You felt your stomach clenching in desire, always so responsive to his touch.

“Naruto,” you moaned softly. It took all of your willpower to pull away from him. “I have a nice night planned; stop trying to seduce me!” You scolded.

Naruto just gave you a cheeky smile. “I can’t help myself. Look at you…” He muttered.

You bit your lip, blushing as he followed you to sit down on the blanket. Naruto pulled you between his legs to rest your back against his chest as he peppered your cheeks with kisses, making you giggle and squirm in his arms.

Picking up a chocolate strawberry, you placed it in front of his lips. He took the fruit in his mouth, the juices spilling over his lips before you pulled you in for another sweet kiss.

It would have been easy to let that become the rest of your night with Naruto, getting lost in his arms, letting his lips trace over every part of your body, spending the night in ecstacy. And you wanted that. You really wanted that.

But tomorrow was going to be the best day of Naruto’s life. Honestly, it was probably going to be the best day of yours, too. You were giddy with pride and adoration; you could only imagine the way you would feel tomorrow, watching Naruto stand in front of the whole village, all eyes on him as that hokage cloak was finally, finally*, placed over his shoulders. The way the people were going to scream his name, look at him with reverence and admiration. It made you start to tear up just thinking about it. Naruto was going to be hokage. His life long dream would be his reality. You always knew it would be. You couldn’t think of anyone more deserving to become the leader of the village.

“I got you something,” you told him, your head a little dizzy with the champagne you two had been drinking in between your kisses and giggles. You were so in love with this man.

“I thought I was going to unwrap you,” Naruto flirted, but you batted his hands away, pushing to your feet. You grabbed the present bag, specially chosen for the little foxes that littered the wrapping.

Walking back over, you sat cross legged in front of him, holding the bag in your lap.

“Naruto,” you said, giving him a silly smile. “Ever since the day I first met you, I’ve been in awe of you.” You told him. It was hard not to blush at the way that Naruto was gazing at you, those beautiful blue eyes glistening and intense. “From the way you carried yourself, to how hard you worked, to the way you changed people. Your heart is bigger than anyone I know. I wish so much that I would have met you sooner, so I could have been there for you, so you never would have had to be alone…”

You wiped at your eyes. The more you spoke, the wetter they became. “Whenever you tell me about the things you experienced when you were little, the way you grew up… It breaks my heart. I never want for you to feel sad or alone or abandoned like that… Never.” Scooting closer to him, you took his hands.

“I wish I would have known the little boy you were before you became the ninja I love. I wish I could hug him and tell him it’s all going to be okay… Could you imagine if he could see you now?” You’re smiling and crying and Naruto is smiling and crying and you’re both such an emotional mess. Everything he’d gone through, all the pain he experienced, he’d do it all again if it meant he could be here.

Naruto kissed your knuckles as you worked to compose yourself. You never knew it was possible to feel so deeply before Naruto. He’d taught you to love the way he did, and you couldn’t thank him enough for that.

“It’s been the best thing of my life, watching you take on the world.” You told Naruto in earnest. “The greatest honor. I just… I love you so much, and I want you to know how proud I am of you… And I never want you to forget how far you’ve come so… here.”

You passed him the present, and he took it with shaking hands. How? How was this his life? How had he gone from being four years old, wandering the streets of Konoha without a friend in the world to becoming the leader of the village, with the most beautiful, caring, magnificent woman he could have imagined by his side?

He opened the gift slowly, so contrary to the way he may normally rip into a present with excitement and vigor. This, right now, this entire night, this moment. He wanted to savor it, remember it forever. He wished it never had to end.

Eventually, he pulled the gift from the bag slowly, he’s mouth dropping in awe at what it was.

It was his goggles, the one he used to wear on his forehead to pretend he was a ninja before he got his headband, framed.

In your pretty little script, you’d written:

Long live the mountains you moved,

I’ve had the time of my life fighting dragons with you.

Long live the look on your face,

And bring on all the pretenders.

One day, you will be remembered.

xoxo

Naruto was speechless; the gesture was so thoughtful it blew his mind. You believed in him. You really did. He thought about what you said, wished he could go back in time and tell himself that is was all going to be worth it. That one day, he’d never be alone, never feel that pain again. He would be happy beyond his wildest dreams. “This is… This is…” He looked up at you through blurry eyes. “I don’t know what to say… I thought I lost these.” He told you.

“I found them when we moved,” you explained to Naruto. “You hadn’t mentioned them, so I decided to save them to frame. For this moment.”

Naruto stared down at the goggles in his hands. “This is the best gift ever… Really. You don’t know how much this means to me. I’m going to put it in my office, look at it everyday…” His gaze trailed up to meet yours. “Until we have our first kid. Then I’m gonna give it to them.”

Your heart began to flutter, your lips trembling. “O-our first kid?” Naruto nodded, grinning at you.

“I think it’ll be a boy. And he can wear them just like I did, until he graduates the academy. He’ll make it the first time, unlike me. And even if he doesn’t, it’ll be okay. I’ll practice with him until he’s confident and strong enough to pass.”

Placing the frame aside, he pulled you to him, lifting you so you were straddling his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist as he rested his face in the crook of your neck, breathing you in as he quivered just barely.

“What about after that?” You asked Naruto, wrapping your arms around his neck and threading your fingers through his hair. “I want three boys, all mini yous. The older two will be crazy like you, loud and hyper and determined…”

“And the third will be like you,” Naruto finished. “He’ll be kind, gentle but fierce. And a kick ass ninja. And they’ll all get the goggles, so we have to space them out just enough. It’ll be a tradition!” You could see by the excitement in his eyes that he meant it. The two of you had talked about a future together before, of course. But not like this. This felt different. It was there now, just ahead of the two of you.

“We could start now…” Naruto teased, his hands once again trailing over your body as he grinded himself against you.

Feigning shocked, you gasped. “And have a child out of wedlock? How scandalous, Hokage-sama…” You joked, as if you could care less about doing things “traditionally.” You didn’t need traditional. It was you and Naruto forever; there was no doubt in your mind about it.

“Of course! Our first little guy is gonna be our ring bearer.” Naruto told you as if it was obvious. “Maybe even help me when I finally put the ring on your finger…” Naruto took your hand, lacing your fingers together as he examined the ring finger. “Gonna get you the biggest rock in the village. You’re gonna need sunglasses when you look at it, it’ll be so bright.”

He was ridiculous, this man you loved so much. “You know I don’t need that. Only you.”

Naruto smiled. “I know.”

You loved this, talking about your future. It was unfolding before you so vividly. “Tell me more,” you insisted, still playing with his hair. “How are you going to propose?”

Naruto laughed, shaking his head. “Nice try,” He teased. “That’s a surprise. But if you really want, I’ll tell you about our wedding…”

You, of course, nodded in earnest. “Tell me,” You practically begged, making him laugh and kiss you.

“It’s gonna be the biggest party of the year. Everyone’s gonna be there. We’ll pull out all the stops… Kakashi can officiate. Our little guy will carry the rings down the aisle… I’m gonna say vows that will make you cry…” You laughed, shaking your head.

“MY vows will make YOU cry,” you countered, and he just shushed you because he knew you were right.

“Anyways,” he laughed. “After the ceremony, we’ll have a huge reception. Music, food, dancing, games. Ninja games, and I’m gonna win them all, obviously, because I’m the hokage…” He grinned at you. “Everyone’s gonna be having the best time… But, when it’s in the full swing of things, everyone’s drunk and distracted, I’m gonna pull you away…”

To emphasize his point, he pulled you closer into him. A hand gripped in your hair as he pulled you into a deep kiss. “Cause I’m so in love. And somehow, that night, I’m gonna find even more* love for you, even though I can’t imagine my heart being able to handle all that…” He murmured against your lips.

“I’m gonna pull you away to have you all to myself. To admire you. To kiss you. To make love to you. It’s gonna be official. You’ll be all mine forever…”

And honestly? When Naruto said forever, it didn’t sound too bad. It sounded like an adventure, a never ending story. It would be a wild ride you never wanted to get off of.

Tomorrow, Naruto would become Hokage. He would achieve his dreams, and you would be right there by his side for it all.

But right now, there was just the two of you. Together, in love. Supporting each other through it all.

That much would never change.

[megumisbimbo]

Marry the Stars - Chapter 1

series masterlist

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Content: College au, Angst, Fluff, Pining, Eventual Smut

Summary: A fresh semester with new faces and new opportunities. Y/N had just started her job as a professor at Eldia University and was determined to make it the best semester yet. A moody philosophy professor gets in the way of her plans. Will she be able to capture his heart, or will she accidentally win the heart of her student?

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Your alarm wakes you up in the early morning, your hand fishing for the phone sitting on your side table. You turn it off and sigh. A long day is ahead of you. After weeks of resumes and interviews and long nights staring at your laptop, you finally landed a job at a good university. You reluctantly slide out of bed and make your way to the bathroom. You brush your teeth and wash your face, deciding on minimal makeup for your first day. Eldia University was prestigious, you knew that. You were lucky you were able to land this job. Now all you had to do was keep it. Shouldn’t be too hard.

Your black pencil skirt hugs your hips well as you tuck in the peach blouse you bought the day before. You slip on your black pumps and throw your handbag over your shoulder. You woke up a bit earlier than anticipated, so you decided to treat yourself to a latte.

The sky was clear and blue, a good omen for your first day on the job. The start of a new semester was always nerve wracking for both student and teacher. New students with ambitious dreams pour in through the gates of the university. You smile knowing you’d get to be apart of these students lives, even if your encounters are nothing beyond a “good morning.”

You check in at the front desk, receiving your teacher id and paperwork. As you turn to walk out the door, your shoulder brushes harshly against someone else’s.

“Excuse me.” You say apologetically.

“It’s fine.” The man replies, his eyes staring straightforward. He seems harsh...wonder what he teaches.

You make your way through the building towards the lecture hall, feeling a few hormonal eyes on you. You didn’t mind it too much, the way they watched the sway of your hips, your heels clacking with every step you take. But you had a job to do, so you walked with purpose. All the way to the lecture hall that would soon become your second home.

The halls and corridors fill with students, and the doors to your classroom opened. Fresh faces find seats, as you sit behind your desk waiting for the the clock to indicate the start of class. The quiet murmurs die down, and you take your place behind the podium.

“Welcome everyone, I’m professor y/n, and this is anthropology 101. We won’t be going over any material today, just the syllabus, so i’ll be letting you out early.”

You observe content smiles in the crowd and small celebrations of the grain of mercy you were giving them on their first day.

You give your halfhearted “lecture” and release the undergraduates to attend to their other classes. You were never a fan of homework on the first day and when you first started teaching it felt inevitable, but you found a way around it, deciding to give them a little leeway.

You step out of the hall, eager to catch a bite to eat, when you run into the same man from earlier.

“Oh..you again. Sorry I bumped into you earlier that was rude of me-”

“Like I said, it’s fine.” He responds, this time looking you dead in the eye. He was on the shorter side, but his presence was dominating. Somehow you felt smaller...

A few more days pass, the same faces showing up each day, somehow eager to learn. Either they were eager to learn about the science of humanity, or they were eager to learn about it from you.

A particular pair of eyes catch your attention. The young boy ignores the notes on the projector, opting to stare at the way your body moves as you pace up and down the stage. A short haired girl nudges him in his side and points to the screen, immediately bringing his attention to the bullet points he hasn’t written down.

“Eren are you paying attention?” The short haired girl asks.

“Yes...kind of...it’s hard ok! I didn’t expect the prof to...I don’t know look like that!”

“Get your head out of your pants and pay attention, we have our first exam soon and I need my notes so you can’t borrow them again.”

“Geez ok ok.”

“Mikasa be quiet!” A blonde haired boy whispers.

The short haired girl silently apologizes, noticing the eyes on her and the other boy.

Your last class for the day finally ends and the students make their way back to the dorms. A few stay behind, waiting to ask you for answers to questions that will be in the upcoming exam. The two disruptive ones make their way through the line and down to your desk.

“Excuse me professor, I didn’t understand what this question is asking for, where could I find it in the textbook.” The young girl asks, pushing her textbook towards you. You flip to the page and point to the section she needs to read.

“It should be right here.” You answer with a smile. You can’t help but notice the way the boy behind her stares at you.

“Do you have a question as well?” You ask, your attention turning from the textbook to the boy.

“Uh- no! No ma’am...just came with Mikasa is all.” He answers, obviously caught off guard.

“Are you two anthropology majors?” You ask the pair.

“I am, but Eren is still undecided.” The girl named Mikasa answers.

“Well Mikasa, I’m glad to hear you’re interested in this field. You seem like a very bright young lady. And Eren, I hope you enjoy this class regardless of what major you end up choosing.”

Eren’s eyes widen as he nods his head. The way you smile at him sending butterflies rushing through his stomach. You chuckle, glad that you still had that effect on students. It was harmless flirting, you think to yourself. Nothing would really happen.

How naive of you.

[multifandomfangirl93]

Day 7 Stucky Fic: Pumpkin Carving

Authors note: I don’t have a lot of time because I’m exhausted and near passing out for the night, but I’ve been thinking on this one and I had to write it. ❤️

Summary: Days before Halloween, you bring home some pumpkins to carve. Of course it becomes a competition.

Warnings: NONE!! ❤️

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After a long day at work, you needed to do something fun and relaxing.

Since it was your turn to cook, you went by the supermarket to pick up something easy to make. As soon as you walked in, you spotted a pile of pumpkins. Of course, being as it was about 3 days away from Halloween, they were on sale. You were lucky to find three pristine pumpkins before you headed for the intended items.

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“Hey Buck. Can you come down to the garage and help me bring up the groceries?” You said once the man picked up the phone.

“Sure doll.” Bucky replied. You could hear him moving around the floor. It sounded like he was putting up some paperwork. “Let me grab my shoes and I’ll be right down.”

“Thanks hun.” You replied just as you were parking the car.

You sat and waited for Bucky to come down. You needed a mental break before you started preparing dinner. You also knew this was going to turn into a competition with you and your lovers to see who could design the best pumpkin. You were excited, yet you were exhausted, so you took a moment to yourself to breathe.

You didn’t realize how long you’d been relaxing until a sharp knock came to your window. Jumping up, you threw the door open to knock the offender over.

“Geez Doll.” Came a groan from the concrete. Bucky.

“Oh my God!” You gasped, covering your mouth in an attempt to not laugh at the situation, but you also felt extremely bad. “I’m so sorry.” You all but giggled out.

“Not funny.” Bucky huffed, pulling himself into a standing position.

“Well. I mean, it kinda is.” You giggled. “I just took the winter soldier down with my car door.” You bursted out laughing.

“Hey!” Bucky said. “I was just trying to wake you up. I thought you fell asleep on me. Instead, you hit me with a door.” Bucky exclaimed, pride hurting more than anything else.

“Don’t startle me.” You sang. “My reflexes are just as good as yours. Apparently better.” You teased to lighten the mood. “But really, I’m sorry for hitting you with the door. You scared me.” You finally apologized, walking up to Bucky to place a kiss on his lips.

“All is forgiven.” He replied, punctuating it with a hum in satisfaction after receiving his kiss. “Now, would do you need me to carry?” Bucky asked, going to open your trunk.

“Well…..” you started, putting your hands on your hips and watching Bucky for his reaction to the pumpkins. “Those. I wanna carve pumpkins.”

Bucky’s eyes lit up as he turned to you. “Doll! We haven’t done one of these since before the war!” He was giddy. He reminded you of a child on Christmas morning.

“I know!” You beamed. “I saw them and figured we could do one each since it’s been a rough week. I needed something fun to do.”

“I mean, I have something fun you could do.” Bucky replied, winking as you burst out laughing at his comment.

“Yeah. Yeah. You know what I mean you perv.” You laughed, lightly pushing at his arm.

Taking lead, you picked up a few grocery bags before grabbing a pumpkin. Then, ever the show off, Bucky grabbed the remaining bags and placed a pumpkin under both arms before walking toward the elevator. You rolled your eyes, following behind your lover as you locked the car.

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Later on, once Steve came up from the meeting floor, he found you and Bucky laughing loudly in the kitchen. Pasta was on every cabinet. Some veggies were stuck along side the pasta, but lots of it could be found on you and Bucky.

Steve cleared his throat to get your attention. When you looked at your lover, he had his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the doorway.

“Hi hunny.” You giggled. “We learned a new trick. The pasta sticks to the wall or cabinet when it’s done.”

“Uh huh. I see.” Steve said, surveying the room. “And the veggies?”

“Well. About that.” You started, stepping back behind Bucky and pushing him forward.

Bucky scoffed at you and whispered “Punk.” Before looking back at Steve. “I wanted to see if anything else would stick. And look! The tomato’s sorta did!” Bucky said, going to a cabinet and showing off the tomatoes that were slowly sliding down the surface.

Steve rubbed his face and sighed. Then finally, after several beats of silence, he burst out laughing. “I’m dating children, but I love it.” He said. “I kinda needed the laugh.”

You all giggled as Steve took you and Bucky in for a kiss before he helped tidy up.

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After dinner was served, eaten, cleaned up, and out away, you brought a bunch of garbage bags to the table. After completely covering the surface, you brought out the pumpkins.

“Okay. You can pick your knife and your design. The person with the best design wins.” You explained, leaving now room, or need, for questions.

“Wait.” Bucky said. “What does the winner get?”

You thought for a second, humming to yourself. Then it hit you. “The winner gets whatever they want for the whole month of November. That includes getting out of parties or gatherings. The two losers MUST comply or accept the punishment that the winner gives out.”

“Deal.” Both boys said. You all knew it was going to be a fair game. Steve might not be handy with a knife, but his artistic skills put him up there with you and Bucky. Your specialty was knife wielding and you could compete with Bucky and Nat easily.

“Begin.” You said, immediately digging in.

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Two hours later, you were all finally done. Your hands were cramping, sweat and pumpkin guts were on every surface surrounding the table. It looked like a pumpkin massacre.

Turning your pumpkins around was the most exciting thing to happen all night.

Steve managed to carve the original 6 avengers onto one side of the pumpkin. Each Avenger was perfectly detailed. From weapons to the gear they all wore to facial detail. Everything was perfect.

Bucky created the memory of when the winter soldier was finally wiped from his brain. You and Steve were hugging Bucky. All of your faces were close together, so there was no detailing to be done there, but he put every hair in its place. He even had the scenery in the background.

You carved a picture of you and the boys. The super soldier versions and the versions of you guys before all etched into one picture. Your smaller selves were backed by the people that you were now.

You all were astonished at each others work. Each picture was done perfectly. Every piece was thought out. Each pumpkin held a memory.

You all won that day. There was no competition in the end. Seeing your life on pumpkins, each created so perfectly. Nobody could pick a winner.

You all went to bed. Snuggling up and remembering the old days. It brought tears to all of your eyes when Bucky spoke of things he started remembering. Some things Steve thought Bucky would never remember, but he was so grateful to know that his best pal was getting his memories back because of their girl.

They may have not had you forever, or as ping as they’ve had each other, but they love you all the same.

[bowandcurtsey]

Dad!yami lives in my head rent free and I read ur pregnant reader getting kidnapped story and had an idea so how abt a Yami x f!reader where instead of R getting kidnapped their kid gets kidnapped (maybe like 5-7 years old??) and Yami and R are some of the most powerful mages in the kingdom and just lose their shit and go feral fighting and trying to find their bby and once they get their bby they have a super cute family moment maybe Yami cries a lil bit idkkkk!! I love ur writing sm♥️

Papa Yami 🥺 I’m sorry I took so long! Recently asks have been all short fics so I’m taking my time to write them but I’m finally here on this one~

*rubs palms together* woohoo more Yami~

We’re at part 3? At the rate we’re going we’re making a series guys ＼(◎o◎)／

Part 2 here , I’ll give the two little girls names now, or it’ll be confusing later on~ Their firstborn’s name is Yua (binding love and affection, and also cause it starts with Y like Yami) and Second born is Yuki (snow and also happiness and luck, because she was born while her mom was kidnapped but both of them were unscathed, they thought of her as a lucky one) Warnings : none.

It was really just a long chaotic day; Yuki was now 2, she could walk and talk, which meant that she also knew how to throw tantrums. She refused to sleep tonight.

“NOOOOOOOOO!!!” She screamed, throwing her toys out of her crib. 

You sighed a sigh of defeat as you left the room and into your shared room, where your husband was sprawled out on the bed. “You settle her babe, she’s a troublemaker.” You rolled your eyes. 

Your husband gave a heartily laugh, “we should have known from day one honey.” as he got up and kissed you on the top of your head.

“Don’t forget to drop the girls with Julius tomorrow morning babe, I’ll be leaving before dawn.” You reminded him. 

You went into Yua’s room, she was already asleep. You stroked Yua’s head and gently kissed her forehead. Time flew by so quickly, she’s 5 now and going to nursery class which you and Yami were grateful for because it wore out her energy.

Both of you had to balance being captains and handling your two rambunctious girl. You wouldn’t have wanted anything less though, they were your ultimate source of happiness.

You came back into the room and plonked yourself into bed, setting your alarm for a very early mission tomorrow. Yami came in shortly after and climbed into bed with you.

“That was faster than I expected,” you nuzzled into his broad chest.

“I have my ways of handling my little monkey.” He smiled. “Be safe tomorrow alright? I love you.” He enveloped you tightly in his arms

The both of you dozed of almost instantly.

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Before the sun even rose, You put on your uniform, pecked your 3 babies in their sleep and headed off to a mission with your squad.

Later that morning, your husband, the captain of the black bulls’ alarm rang. As usual, he smashed for the alarm to stop but he didn’t wake up. He snoozed all the way till there was a knock on his door.

“YAMI DANJOU ! TIME TO WAKE UP!” Asta’s bright and cheery voice boomed from behind the door, “Aren’t you supposed to bring the kids to the royal palace before we go off on our mission later?!”

Yami’s eyelids barely opened as he peeked at the clock. SHIT. I’m late as usual.

After getting the girls ready, (which was no easy task; it involved a lot of shouting and rushing and mess) Yami finally brought the girls to the Royal Capital.

“UNCLE JULIUS!!” Yua and Yuki ran towards him, clinging to his robe. Julius welcomed them with open arms.

“My favourite little girls~” Julius picked the both of them in each of his arms.

“Geez, aren’t you both a little too excited to see an old man..” The bulls’ captain scratched his head. “I’m leavin’ the pups to you old man. Y/n will be back later today. The bulls and I should also be back by tonight”

“Be safe on your mission Yami~” he turned to both the girls, “now, who’s ready for a magic show~”

Yami laughed and shook his head “Don’t cause too much trouble you got it girls? Mommy’s definitely gonna be mad and then the 3 of us might really end up sleeping in the dungeon with the wild beasts.” He kissed the top of their heads and waved goodbye to them.

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Your squad secured the mission, coming back victorious. You came back to the royal capital to report your mission as well as pick your girls up. 

“y/n!!” Marx ran towards you, panting, “Y-Yua is missing!!” 

Missing? Your brain didn’t seem to comprehend the words. “Huh?”

“Come with me!” Your mind was blank as your muscles moved itself, following Marx to meet Julius. 

“We’ve been trying to contact you and Yami,” Marx explained on the way, “Julius is talking to Yami as we speak.”

“How long has she been missing, Marx kun?” You tried to regain your composure, but your voice was trembling. 

“it’s been 2 hours now..” Marx sighed, “We tried searching the entire capital for them”

You both walked into the room and met with Julius and Yuki. “Momma!” your youngest waddled towards you and you scooped her up in your arms. 

“y/n...” Julius eyes were filled with guilt and worry, “I’m so sorry this has happened.. I just left for a short moment while they were asleep, I came back to the door opened and Yua missing.. We’ve been searching high and low for her, Yami is on his way back as soon as he can..” His head hung a little and his shoulder slumped. 

You put your hands on his shoulder, “Don’t blame yourself Julius, I’ll try searching for her ki.” 

You spent the next 2 hours searching for Yua around the royal realm, but you couldn’t even sense her presence with ki. Anxiety started to creep in on you and your heart beat faster in fear and trepidation. You met your husband just as he was coming through finral’s spatial magic at the entrance of the royal capital. Your eyes met his and he immediately knew things weren’t looking good. 

He pulled you into a tight embrace. Feeling Yami’s calm and safe arms, your walls started to crumble and you started sobbing. “I can’t sense her.. even her ki..” You spluttered in between sobs. 

Your husband’s calloused and firm hands rubbed your back. “let me talk to Julius to see if we missed anything out.” 

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“I’m very sorry Yami and y/n.” Julius apologised to both of you again the moment you met, you could see he was slightly out of breath himself, having been searching for Yua for almost 5 hours now. 

“Save your apologies old man, finding the kid is more urgent now. Anyone that could have taken her? It seems impossible for a 5 year old to even travel out of the capital without anyone seeing her..”

“Dada!” Yuki cried out when she saw her dad, breaking free from Marx’s hands and running towards him. 

“Hey Monkey, I told you and Yua in the morning not to create trouble didn’t I?” He squinted his eyes at her, “Did you see where did Yua go?” 

“Big monster!” Yuki threw her arms in her air, “Yua! Go!” 

All of you looked at Yuki in silence and shock. She had seen someone taking her sister. “Mushroom head, read her memory!” Yami shouted. 

Marx did as he was told and after awhile there was a look of distress on his face. “It seems like a man took her, I couldn’t see his face, but he had a creature beside him just as what Yuki said.. I can’t really see what the creature looks like exactly because from Yuki’s POV, she can’t see the entire creature.. but it had wings..”

Yami’s hands smashed into the wall, just like 2 years ago, and the room lit up, as rays of the sun now hit the room where the wall previously was. 

“y/n let’s head to the common realm, and try to search for her ki.” Your husband jumped straight through the hole he just made and you followed right after. “Finral!!” He called for the spatial magic man. 

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Yami was livid. He let this happen again. Let someone took his love one again. Yua was just 5, how could she even fend for herself?? If they lay a single hand on her, I’ll make sure to wipe them out of existence itself. 

You followed your husband closely behind, you were worried sick to the stomach for your baby Yua. Why would anyone want to take her? She barely even knows magic yet, what do they want with her? You looked over at your husband, you saw that man again, 2 years ago, the man filled with wrath that you barely recognised. You vowed to annihilate whoever was behind this. 

You started searching through every caves because ki could be tough to be detected from there. Magical creatures swarmed up to you, but they couldn’t even come close to the both of you. Being two of the top magic knights in clover kingdom, Yami and your dark and light combo was almost indestructible.

You went through dungeons and caves, hoping to sense just a little of Yua’s ki somewhere.

“She’s not here either.” Yami swung his katana nonchalantly at some oncoming magical creatures, obliterating all of them at once.

“You sure? Should we go further in?” You raised your hand up and rays of lights formed in mid air, eliminating another oncoming wave of creatures.

“No, let’s not waste time babe.” Yami started turning around for the exit. You both have already lost count of the number of places you have turned upside down looking for your precious girl.

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It was already dark out and there was still no signs of Yua. Yami was getting frustrated.

You both stood at the top of a high hill, overseeing the common realm. “DAMN IT!” He swung his blade downwards at a blank area in the forest and an entire row of trees were wiped out all the way till you could see the other end. Yami was in feral mode and was ready to turn over the entire clover kingdom.

“DAA DAA! MAMA!” A familiar voice called out to you two from behind. You looked back. It was Yua, all fine and happy.

Yami closed the gap between both of them and scooped her up. The 3 of you reunited in a big rib crushing hug and Yami peppered kisses all over Yua’s face. Tears fell down your face like a waterfall as relief washed over you seeing your baby girl all okay.

At that small fragment of a moment, you caught a single tear drop sliding down your husband’s face. You found it so endearing that this rowdy uncouth man, without a single damn in the world, had now become a soft person that had so much to love to give. He was more vulnerable around his girls, but that made him a much stronger mage than ever, having something so precious to protect.

“Yami, y/n!!” Julius holding Yuki was right behind Yua. He was his usually jovial self again, unlike the man in distress a few hours back. Behind him was Fuegoleon and Leopold on Salamander.

“Alright now what the F-” he paused at his use of language realising that his girls were around now, “what in the world is going on old man?”

You held Yuki in your arms as Fuegoleon and Leopold came over to both of you. “I believe I owe you and apology Yami and Y/n..” he smiled sheepishly. “We may have accidentally “kidnapped” little Yua here...”

Yua had woken up when Julius went out of the room to talk to Fuegoleon and Leopold as they had also came back from a mission earlier that day. She saw Salamander and followed him, which was why Yuki saw her leaving with a “monster”.

Along the way, Fuegoleon realised that Yua had climbed onto salamander, thinking that the fiery dragon was a wild beast like the ones that Yami kept in the dungeon. The captain wanted to send the little girl back, but Yua was throwing a fit to play with salamander and refused to go home, so they let her stay at the crimson lion’s HQ until she fell asleep, so they brought her back after she had awoken from her nap.

You both looked at each other and sighed.

“Wow, I must say you both left no stone unturned huh?” Julius commented, looking around and down at the destruction that you both caused.

“Uh.. we might have also explored all the caves and dungeons in the common realm.” Yami shook his head, still in disbelief over the ridiculousness of the entire ordeal. “Couldn’t you have just rang Julius up Lion King??”

“My sincere apologies Yami, I must say Yua is quite the entertainer and had us all occupied that I forgot.” He laughed and scuffled Yua’s head.

Your sighs turned into laughters this time. “You’re right Fue,” you shook your head at Yua, “she is really a handful.” You turned to Fuegoleon, “But thank you for taking care of her”

“No worries y/n! Yua is so pretty and cute! Her skin is extremely soft as well” Leopold chimed in.

Yami’s menacing mana returned and he lifted Leopold with one arm by the head. “EHH YOU LITTLE PUNK. DON’T YOU HAVE ANY THOUGHTS ON MY DAUGHTER”

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It was again, another long and chaotic day. But you’ll never trade it for anything else in the world. You lay in bed that night, snuggled in your husband’s strong yet gentle embrace. He stroked your hair with his large steady palms. 

“And you said you wanted a dozen kids. 2 is enough to wear us out baby,” You giggled softly. 

The chest you lay on rumbled a little as the the bulls’ captain chuckled. “we’ll surpass our limits baby, as usual. Besides, we could really turn the entire clover kingdom over, you and I together.” He pecked the top of your head. 

“So..?” he said after awhile, “number 3 right here right now?” pulling you on top of him. 

-end-

My heart wants a baby with Yami now you guys. (ﾟ∀ﾟ)(ﾟ∀ﾟ)(ﾟ∀ﾟ)

[strawberry--bride]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Haunted Dark Bridal ー Sharon’s Route [MANIAC PROLOGUE]

*FLASHBACK STARTS*

Monologue

Every happy story has to one day come to an end.

In my case, it all happened on a stormy evening.

I paced back and forth impatiently by the front door.

Waiting for the doorbell to ring. 

However, when it did, it wasn’t my parents standing at the other side.

Instead, I was greeted by a police officer,

wearing a nervous smile on his face.

Location: Nozomi’s house ;;  Entrance hall

Nozomi: ...

Police officer: Miss Takeshita Nozomi?

Nozomi: ...W-Where are mommy and daddy? They told me I shouldn’t talk to strangers.

Police officer: My name is officer Yamada. I’m from the local police department. 

Nozomi: The police...?

Police officer: I am terribly sorry to have to deliver you this news but your parents had an accident. They lost control of their car and drove straight into a tree.

Nozomi: Eh...?

( Accident? Mommy and daddy? B-But...! )

Police officer: ーー Both of them died instantly.

Nozomi: ...!!

Uu...

Police officer: I fully understand this must come as a shock to you. We tried to get in touch with your relatives, but almost none of them answered our calls.

Nozomi: ...

Police officer: When we finally got in touch with one of your aunts, she told us your parents broke up with the rest of the family after a dispute.

Nozomi: I-I don’t know...Mommy and daddy never talked about other family...

Police officer: ...Well, the thing is, with nobody else to take you in, we will have to transfer you to the local orphanage instead.

Nozomi: Or...phanage?

Police officer: It’s a very nice place, don’t worry! There will be people there to look after you. Look at it as a new home.

Nozomi: I-I don’t want a new home! I like it here! 

Police officer: ...We understand. However, you are simply too young to live by yourself.

Nozomi: Noー!!

She slams the door shut and covers her ears.

*Thud*

Nozomi: ( This can’t be happening...It’s all just a bad dream...When I wake up again, everything will be back to normal.

( Mommy and daddy will be here and all of us can live happily together like we’ve done so far! )

Monologue

Unfortunately, it was no dream.

But a harsh reality crashing down on my 6-year old self.

The next day, 

I could no longer escape my fate,

as the police brought me to the local orphanage. 

The orphanage worked closely together with the city’s Church,

taking in children who had either lost their parents,

or lived under inhumane circumstances.

The caretakers did everything within their power,

to make us feel loved and cared for. 

At the end of every week, 

young couples would come and visit to look at the children.

If they took a liking to you, the adoption procedure could start.

All of us would line up like dolls stalled out in a shopping window,

while the soon-to-be parents could pick and choose. 

It was every child’s wish to find a new home. 

Yet, I dreaded these moments more than anything.

Location: Orphanage ;;  Meeting room

Woman A: What is your name, little girl?

Nozomi: Nozoーー

Caretaker: Ahem.

Nozomi: ...It’s Sharon, ma’am.

Woman A: Oh my, you seem very well-mannered. Don’t you think so too, dear?

Man A: Definitely. 

Sharon: Thank you very much.

Man A: Howeverーー

Sharon: ...

Man A: Say, Honey...

Woman A: Hm?

The couple starts whispering.

Man A: Don’t you think the girl with the blue eyes over there is much cuter?

Woman A: Hmー Right. Now that you mention it, this girl does seem a little plain.

Sharon: ( ...I wonder if they realize I can hear them. )

Woman A: We would like to see some of the other children first before making our decision.

Caretaker: Most certainly. Please follow me.

Sharon: ( It’s always like this... )

*TIMESKIP*

Woman B: What a cutie you are! Say, do you play any sports? Or an instrument, perhaps?

Sharon: Eh? I...

Caretaker: Oh! If you’re looking for an athletic child, the boy in the back is a natural at soccer. 

Furthemore, the girl with the ponytail can play the piano even though she’s only four years old!

Man B: Really? Could you introduce them to us?

Caretaker: Gladly!

The couple is escorted away.

Sharon: ...

Monologue

All of the other children,

who arrived shortly before or after I did, 

had long been adopted. 

New children would come and go,

yet I found myself standing there again, week after week. 

There was always that one kid,

who was cuter, smarter or more skilled. 

As I grew older and bigger,

my odds of being adopted only decreased further. 

I would often find myself wondering.

‘Is there really nothing I have going for me?’

Until one day,

I finally found my purposeーー

Location: Orphanage ;;  Kitchen

Caretaker A: Thank you so much for always helping out, Sharon-chan!

Caretaker C: Exactly! It has lifted so much pressure off our shoulders!

Caretaker A: The little ones love you as well. 

I’m sure you would one day make for a great caretaker yourself!

Sharon: Ehehe...~ Geez, you guys praise me too much. I’m only helping out where I can.

Caretaker C: Oh no, that’s not true! You must have a talent for looking after others!

Sharon: ( A talent... )

...Thank you.

Caretaker A: Oh! Look at the time! We should get started on preparing dinner!

Sharon: ( I...I’m not utterly useless after all! )

( By helping others, I have a purpose in life! )

Monologue

That moment must have been the happiest I felt,

since the day my parents passed away.

I began to help out even more frequently,

dedicating my whole life to the orphanage. 

l had recently started high school,

and I realized that the orphanage would most likely be my home,

until I graduated and could go live on my own.

My past self could have never fathomed,

I would eventually find a new home.

ーー One housing six Vampire brothers. 

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Kitchen

Sharon: ( ...I still have to apologize to Shuu-san for what happened the other day. )

( Even if he was in the wrong as well, I went too far. )

Haah...I’m not usually the kind of person who lets their emotions get the best of them. 

I suppose living with six Vampires who could latch onto you at any given second has been taking its toll on me.

( Still...I can’t forget about that look in his eyes. )

( His expression was disinterested as per usual, but for just a split second, I swear I saw a glint of sadness. )

( Perhaps Shuu-san has lost someone dear to him as well...? )

???: Oiー

Sharon: ...!!

She turns around in surprise.

Sharon: S-Shuu-san.

( When you speak of the Devil... )

Shuu: Now I’m no master chef, but I’m pretty sure it’s not a very smart idea to daydream while cooking. 

...I could smell something burning all the way over in the hallway.

Sharon: A-Ah...! My pancakes! 

She rushes to save them, accidentally brushing her hand against the hot pan.

Sharon: ーー Ow!!

Shuu: ...!

Sharon: D-Don’t worry! It’s just a small burn!

Shuu: Oi, put your hand under cold water.

Sharon: Eh?

Shuu: Hurry!

Sharon: ( What’s wrong...? I’ve never seen Shuu-san this frantic before... )

D-Don’t worry...It’s nothing serious, see? The skin’s just a little red.

Shuu: Tsk...Just do as I say.

He grabs hold of her wrist, guiding her towards the sink to cool her skin. 

*Pshhhhh*

Sharon: ...

Shuu: ...What? It’s rude to stare at someone.

Sharon: Ah...S-Sorry! I’m just a little surprised. 

I thought you’d make fun of me for burning myself on a hot pan like that.

Shuu: Well, I certainly can’t praise you for it.

Sharon: Ahaha...

Shuu: Hm? 

Shuu leans in close.

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...E-Eh!?

Shuu: You..

Sharon: ( H-He’s way too close...! )

Shuu: Heeh. You greedy woman.

Sharon: Eh?

Shuu: Subaru sucked your blood, didn’t he?

Sharon: Howー!?

Shuu: I can tell by the scent. ...Heh. I guess having one Vampire bite you wasn’t enough, huh?

Sharon: W-Wait...! I didn’t ask either of you to bite me!

Shuu: Is that so? Despite saying that, you didn’t seem to dislike it that much.

I could tell by the taste of your blood.

Sharon: ...!!

Shuu: See? You can’t even deny it.

Sharon: ( Uu... )

Shuu: Well, you should probably consider yourself lucky. You’re living with six Vampires, so I’m sure you can find at least someone to fulfill your desires.

Sharon: ...

Shuu: However, if you want me to bite you, you’re gonna have to do the work. 

Sharon: I-I don’t!

Shuu: Heeh? We’ll see about that.

Sharon: ( He’s definitely just teasing me right now...! )

Shuu: ...Anyway, you better wrap a bandage around that hand later.

Sharon: Ah, right. It already feels a lot better though!

Thank you for the first aid~

Shuu: I’m going back to my room to nap now. ...See you.

ーー Unless you’re willingly offering to be my pillow today?

Sharon: I-I’ll pass...!

Shuu: Haha. Right.

Shuu leaves the kitchen.

Sharon: Geez...For someone who’d consider breathing to be ‘a chore’, he sure has a lot of energy when it comes to teasing others...

Location: Sakamaki manor ;; Hallway

Shuu: Haah...What am I doing? 

...

Even though I told myself I wouldn’t get involved with humans again...

He walks away.

ーー MANIAC PROLOGUE: END ーー

<- [ Dark Epilogue ] [ Maniac 01 ] ->

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LUNATIC PARADE ;; Ayato Route ー Chapter 2

ー The scene starts in the hotel room

*Rustle*

Yui: Nn...Hm...?

*Rustle*

Yui: ( ...I wonder how long I slept...? )

Ayato: Zzー... Zzー...

Yui: ( Ayato-kun’s still asleep. I better be careful not to wake him up... )

*Creaaaak*

Easy...There.

ー The scene shifts to the balcony

Yui: Hm...?

( ...What’s this smell...? )

( Somehow there’s this really nice scent coming from downstairs. ...A food vendor of some sorts, perhaps? )

*Groooowl*

Yui: ( ...Guess I’ll go take a quick look... )

ー The scene shifts to the wagon area

Pretzel vendor: Aah, miss! What do you say? Are you hungry for a freshly-baked pretzel?

Yui: ( Wah...There’s more different kinds of pretzels than I thought... )

Pretzel vendor: I studied the art of the pretzel for an extended time over in the human world, so I can guarantee the taste.

They’re quite popular amongst my customers down here as well. So, which one would you like?

Yui: ( Hm...What should I do? I can’t decide... )

*Rustle*

Yui: Um...Which one would you recommend?

Pretzel vendor: A recommendation, huh? ...I’d love to say I would recommend them all but...Let’s see...

Male punk A: Oi, old geezer. Give us one of those pretzel things as well.

Pretzel vendor: ...Aah In that case, please get in line over there.

Male punk B: Aah!? We’re askin’ for some right now. Come on, hand them over!

*THUD*

Yui: ...!

ー The crowd grows restless

Yui: ( What’s their problem...? )

Pretzel vendor: Don’t be ridiculous! I’ve got other customers waiting in line. ...!?

*THUD*

Male punk A: ...Oi, old geezer. Who do you think you’re talkin’ to, huh? You want us to get in queue? 

Male punk B: If you keep tryin’ to get all cute with us, we’ll ensure you’ll never do business here again, understood? Take that!

*THUD*

Yui: ( This is outrageous...! )

E-Excuse me...!

Male punk B: Aah? What’s this chick’s problem...?

Yui: Why would you try and pick a fight with this man when he has done nothing wrong at all...?

Pretzel vendor: ...Miss...!

Male punk A: Hah...Hilarious. This chick’s tryin’ to get in our way, see?

Male punk B: ...Seems like it. We can’t let her get away with that though.

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyaah!

( H-He’s so strong...! Oh no, at this rate...! )

???: Don’t touch her!

*THUD*

Male punk A: Uwaah!!

*Thud*

Yui: ...!?

Ayato: Oi, the fuck are you...? Don’t be tryin’ to mess with my woman!

Yui: A-Ayato-kun...!

( Don’t tell me...He jumped down from the hotel’s veranda...!? )

Male punk B: O-Oi...! You alright, mate!? ...Now you’ve done it!

Ayato: What? ...Wanna throw some fists? Fine by me? I’ll be your opponent if you’re that insistent on gettin’ your ass kicked!

Male punk B: ...F-Fuck...! Oi, let’s go!

Male punk A: Y-Yeah...Oi, we’ll remember this!!

ー The two punks run off

Ayato: Phew...Geez...Oi, Chichinashi!

Why did you sneak out while I was asleep? I was worried, you know!?

You got lucky I just so happened to look outside at the right time, but do you realize what could have gone down if I didn’t...?

I know you’re not bein’ targeted now that you don’t have your heart and all.

But that doesn’t mean you should go wanderin’ off on your own.

Yui: I-I’m sorry...

Pretzel vendor: Calm down, you. Please don’t be too harsh on her, okay?

Ayato: Aah? And who are you...?

Pretzel vendor: As you can tell, I’m the owner of this stall. Thanks to her, my precious shop wasn’t destroyed.

*Rustle*

Pretzel vendor: ...This is the only thing I can offer, but consider this my way of thanking you. Enjoy it together, okay?

Yui: Eh...?

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( We got so many pretzels...! )

Ayato: You sure?

Pretzel vendor: Yes, of course. Please enjoy the Parade while you can.

Yui: Thank you very much!

Ayato: ...Hmph. Well, guess I’ll have one since we got them for free anyway...

Yui: Yeah. Shall we go sit down on one of the benches over there then...?

ー They sit down

Ayato: Nn...This stuff’s not half bad, considering it’s pitch black. 

Mmh...What flavor is this though? Oi, Chichinashi. You have a bite too.

ー He leans in

Ayato: Here, open your mouth.

Yui: Eh? ...Nn...

( ...He just forced it inside...! )

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Hehe. How is it? Pretty good, right?

Yui: Nn...Yeah...I wonder what it could be...? It tastes a little like...black sesame?

( The vendor from earlier did say he got his training in the human world... )

Ayato: Haah? Black sesame here in the Demon World? Well, I guess it’s fine. It’s not bad and that’s what matters.

So? What are we gonna do now? We have to clear the assignment given to us by Walter, right?

Yui: Yeah...

( ...Our ‘wrongdoings’... )

( ...It has to be... )

Say, Ayato-kun? I’ve been thinking ever since...

Ayato: ...? What...?

Yui: While we were running away from the Gatekeeper after coming to the Demon World.

We caused trouble for many people, didn’t we...?

Ayato: Trouble? ...Did we?

Yui: We broke into the basement of someone else’s home, knocking over their cupboards...

Ayato: ...Oh. Now that you mention it, that did happen, didn’t it...?

Yui: So I thought maybe that’s what the Count meant with our ‘wrongdoings’...

Ayato: Hmm. Let’s assume that’s what he meant...What should we do then?

Yui: ...I’m not quite sure myself, but for now, I guess the best we can do is go and apologize...

Ayato: Haah? Apologize? That’s...

Yui: But...The Count said we should redeem ourselves so...I don’t think there’s much else we can do but say sorry...

Ayato: Hmph, I don’t like the sound of that.

Yui: ...

Ayato: But, well, I don’t exactly have a better idea either. Guess I have no other choice but to roll with your plan for now.

Yui: ...Ayato-kun...!

Ayato: ‘Kay, let’s get goin’ right away then.

Yui: ...Yeah!

( Thank you, Ayato-kun. )

ー The scene shifts to the underground passage

Yui: ( It was around here, right...? )

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyah!

Ayato: Shh, quiet!

Yui: ( ...? )

Ayato: Oi, take a look. The atmosphere’s not quite the same as yesterday.

*Knock knock*

Suspicious man A: ...It’s me. Open up.

Suspicious man B: Everyone’s present, right? ...Don’t worry, nobody should have followed us down here.

*Clunk*

Yui: It’s that room...Right?

Ayato: Yeah. I’m sure of it. It’s the basement we broke into yesterday.

I don’t know why, but they were bein’ all secretive. What’s going on?

Yui: ( Ayato-kun’s right, something seems a little off... )

*Rustle*

Yui: Anyway, it’d be bad if we were to get yelled at again for interrupting, so perhaps we should wait here for a bit?

Ayato: Che. We have to wait down here in this gloomy place?

Oi, Chichinashi. Help me kill some time. Nn...

Yui: Eh!? Hold on! Not here...!

*Rustle*

???: ...Well then, we will put our plan into action tomorrow night.

Yui: ( ...Hm? I can hear a voice from the other side of the door... )

Ayato: Come on, scoot closer.

Yui: ...! Ayato-kun, be quiet for a second...! 

ー She pushes him away

*Thud*

Ayato: ...!?

???: ...Exactly. While everyone else is too preoccupied with the Parade.

???: ...I will act as the decoy. ...As for the location, is Zartan’s Mouth okay?

???: Yes, I do not mind. However, there’s a few issues...

Yui: ( ...Is this some sort of strategy meeting...? )

Ayato: ...Oi, Chichinashi...You little...

You sure have some guts to push me away like that!

I’m gonna have to suck you right here, right now then! Come here!

Yui: A-Ayato-kun! Hold up...!

???: ...Who’s there!?

*THUD*

Owner: ...You two...You’re the people from yesterday!!

Ayato: ...!

Yui: ( T-They saw us!! )

Suspicious man A: ...Did you hear us just now!? Which means...You two must be spies, right!?

Ayato: Aah? Spies? The fuck you talkin’ ‘bout?

Yui: Spies? ...You’re wrong! We simply came here to apologize for what happened yesterday...!

Suspicious man B: Shut up! We can’t let you run free now that you’ve heard our plan!

Yui: We’re speaking the truth! We really did come here to say sorry for yesterday!

( Please believe us...! )

Owner: To apologize, huh...? Oi, brat. How about you?

Ayato: Aah!? Who do you think you’re calling a brat!? Don’t fuck with me...

But it’s exactly as she said. We did kind of invite ourselves in yesterday...

Owner: ...I see. Well, but...

You heard our plan. Furthermore...

You did quite the number on me yesterday. You can say sorry all you want, I’m not forgiving you.

Yui: ( No way...! )

Ayato: A number...?

Owner: Hmph...You knocked over one of the cupboards when you ran away, didn’t you?

My precious key broke in the process. See?

*Rustle*

Yui: ( ...It’s snapped right in half... )

I-I’m so sorry...!

Ayato: ...Hah. That’s all?

Oi, old fart. Gimme that key for a sec. I’ll fix it.

Then you’ll forgive us, right?

Owner: ...Well, I would. If you can fix it, that is.

Ayato: Aah? That’s a piece of cake, isn’t it? You just take it to a locksmith and have them fix it for you.

Yui: ( It really is that easy...right...? )

( However...Something seems a little... )

Owner: Hmph. You seem rather confident. I’ll leave this key in your care then.

*Rustle*

Owner: However, you only have until tomorrow. If you fail to repair the key by then...

Ayato: Hah, don’t worry, one day is plenty. See you later, old fart.

Let’s go, Chichinashi.

*Rustle*

Yui: Y-Yeah...

( I have a bad feeling about this...I hope it’s just my imagination... )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the wagon area

Ayato: Let’s see, a locksmith, locksmith...Aren’t there any ‘round? ...Guess we just gotta ask someone.

???: Welcome!

Ayato: Ah, oi. Mister! Is there a locksmith somewhere ‘round here?

???: ...! You’re that brat from yesterday...!

Ayato: Ah...?

Yui: Ah! 

( This guy, if I recall correctly...! )

ー A flashback ensues

Ayato: Oi, Chichinashi! We’re takin’ a shortcut! This way!

Crepe vendor: Crepes! Who’s hungry for some fresh crepes?

Ayato: Get out of the way!

*THUD*

*CRASH*

Crepe vendor: Uwaah! My stall!

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( From back then...! )

Crepe vendor: Oi! How dare you destroy my stall back then!?

Ayato: Haah? The fuck you talkin’ ‘bout? Anyway, hurry up and tell us where we can find a locksmith!

Crepe vendor: And why exactly should I do that?

Ayato: Aah? Excuse me...!?

Yui: ( ...! )

Selection

→ Stop him by tugging onto him (☾)

*Thud*

Yui: Ayato-kun! You can’t!

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: ...Let go! What’s your problem!?

Yui: Calm down...!

*Rustle rustle*

→ Stop him by shouting

Yui: Ayato-kun! You can’t!

Ayato: Shut up! You keep quiet!

Yui: ( He totally forgot! )

You don’t remember how you flipped this man’s stall upside down while we were on the run yesterday!?

Ayato: Hm? R-Right...Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember somethin’ like that...

Yui: Mister! Let us apologize for what happened back then. We truly feel sorry...!

Crepe vendor: Hah! It’s a little late to apologize now.

Yui: But...We really need you to forgive us...!

( If not, we can’t complete the Count’s assignment... )

Crepe vendor: Hmph. You sure say some strange things, young lady. I’m sorry, but I don’t plan on forgiving you any time soon.

As a result, I lost half a day of business yesterday. My sales figures are doomed!

???: Calm down, sir. Don’t be so hasty.

Yui: ( ...That’s... )

Crepe vendor: ...You’re the guy who sells pretzels...

Pretzel vendor: I happen to know those two.

They helped me out when I was being pestered by a duo of punks this morning.

Crepe vendor: ...These two did?

Pretzel vendor: Yes, exactly. So, what do you say? Why don’t you do me a favor and forgive them?

Yui: ...!

Crepe vendor: ...But still...I can’t just forgive them for free...

Hm...I suppose it can’t be helped. What do you think of this offer? You have to run the shop for half a day in return.

Ayato: Run the shop? You mean the crepe stall?

Crepe vendor: Yes. I was actually just thinking of going to watch the Parade with my wife. 

If you two can take over the shop in the meantime, I’ll forgive you for what happened yesterday.

Yui: Really...!? 

Ayato: Hm, a crepe stall, huh...? Well, I don’t mind. Sounds kinda fun.

Yui: I’ll help out too! Thank you very much!

Pretzel vendor: Glad to hear! Good luck, you two.

Yui: Thank you too, sir!

Crepe vendor: I’ll teach you how to make the crepes, so come here.

Yui: Yes!

( Seems like he’ll forgive us somehow. Thank god...! )

*TIMESKIP*

Ayato: ‘Kay, let’s get straight to business. Of course, I’ll be in charge of making the crepes.

Yui: Yeah, sure.

( Fufu. Despite his complaints from earlier, he’s very motivated right now! )

ー Ayato starts baking the crepes

Ayato: Here I go! Voila!

*Plop*

Yui: Ah, Ayato-kun! If you pour on that much batter at once...

Ayato: Ah? I’m sure it’ll turn out fine somehow! Now I just gotta make it round...Huh...?

*Pshhh*

Ayato: Fuck, it’s not workin’ at all...The fuck’s goin’ on...?

Yui: A-Ayato-kun, at this rate...

( ...Actually, this smell... )

*Pshhhh*

Yui: ( ...I knew it, it’s burning!! )

Ayato: Che, fuck...This isn’t workin’ out at all. Fuck this! I’m done! It’s up to you now, Chichinashi!

Yui: Eh!? H-Hold up...!

( ...Geez, in that case...! )

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ( ...Seems like I got the hang of it somehow...Thank god. )

Female Vampire E: Those look delicious. May I have one crepe?

Female Vampire D: Me too~!

Yui: Y-Yes! I’ll make one right awaーー

( ...What do I do? The shop suddenly got crowded. )

???: Ah-ahー Guess I can’t trust you alone with the store like this. I’ll help you out a lil’.

Yui: ...! Ayato-kun!

( Thank god, he came back...! )

Ayato: ...Oi. You over there, which flavors do you want? Make it quick!

Female Vampire E: A-Are you talking to me...? Then, caramel and...

Ayato: Hah, think again!

Yui: Eeh!?

( How could he treat a customer like that...!? )

Ayato: ...Hmー Let’s see. While I’m at it...There.

*Splatter*

Ayato: Yeah, lookin’ good! Behold, Ayato-sama’s special edition blood-drenched crepe!

Yui: Blood-drenched...!?

( There’s lots of strawberry sauce oozing out from the sides...! )

( I’m sure this will upset the customer... )

Female Vampire F: W-Wow! I’ve never seen such an innovative crepe before!!

Male Vampire D: For real...! This crepe encompasses everything a Vampire loves perfectly...!

Male Vampire E: I’d like one of those as well, sonny!

ー More customers crowd around the stall

Yui: ( A long line formed in front of the shop in no time...! )

Ayato: Hah, if you want one, you better wait there patiently!

...Oi, Chichinashi! Keep on baking those bad boys!

Yui: R-Roger...!

( I can’t quite explain why, but Ayato-kun is something else... )

*TIMESKIP*

Crepe vendor: Geez, you really did me a huge favor. Seems like the store did great business thanks to you two!

Ayato: Hah, Yours Truly made those crepes, so what else did you expect?

Crepe vendor: Haha. Anyway, let’s forget about what happened yesterday. I’ll tell you where you can find a locksmith as well.

Yui: Really?

( Thank god...! )

Thank you very much!

ー The scene shifts to Diamante Fountain

Yui: ...Hmー I’m pretty sure it should be somewhere around here...

( According to the map the crepe vendor drew for us, the locksmith should be on the plaza with the fountain... )

Ayato: Oi, hold up one sec.

Yui: Eh? ...Kyah!

*Rustle*

Yui: ( W-What...? )

Ayato: Hehe, Chichinashi. You’ve got some cream stuck on your face, you know? Just how frantic were you back there?

Yui: Eh!? 

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Che...Don’t move. I’ll get it for you...

Nn...Nn...

Yui: ( ...He licked it off...! )

Ayato: ...Heeh, not bad. What you’d expect from a famous place. However...

*Rustle*

...I prefer this. Nn...

*Smooch*

Yui: Nn...!

( Ayato-kun, we’re in public right now...! )

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: A-Ayato-kun...! Now’s not the time to mess around...!

Ayato: Oh? Oi, check that out! That shop has a signboard in the shape of a key. Couldn’t that be the place?

Yui: Eh!? Ah...You’re right. It might be.

Ayato: Let’s go take a look!

ー He walks towards the store

Yui: ( ...! I feel like he just skillfully talked his way out! )

*Knock knock*

Yui: Excuse me!

Ayato: Oi! Anyone ‘round!?

*Thud thud*

Yui: ( Could they be closed...? )

Flower shop owner: Yes, if you’re looking for the locksmith, he has been on vacation for quite some time.

Yui: Eh...!?

Flower shop owner: He always closes his shop during the Parade because he has very few customers at this time of year.

Yui: ( N-No way... )

Ayato: Fuck! We finally made it here and the bastard’s on holiday!? Fuck that!

Ahーah. There goes all of my motivation...I’m already exhausted after all the shit that went down today...

Yui: ( ...Now that he mentions it, I’m a little tired too... )

Ayato: Say, Chichinashi. We have until tomorrow to get the key repaired, right?

Yui: Yeah...

Ayato: Let’s go on a full-on search for the locksmith tomorrow then.

For one, I doubt we’ll have an easy time finding a stranger amidst this large of a crowd.

Yui: ( He does have a point... )

( Besides, Ayato-kun really tried his hardest today, from helping fend off those punks to selling crepes as well... )

( I want to give him some time to rest... )

Yui: ...Right. Let’s head back to the hotel early todaーー

Ayato: Idiot. Who’s so stupid to return to their hotel room at this hour?

Yui: Eh?

Ayato: Why don’t we have a look ‘round the Parade now that we’re here as well?

I’m sure things will work out if we give it our all tomorrow. That being said, let’s get goin’!

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah, wait, Ayato-kun...!

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to Saint Nore Park

Ayato: Ahー The Magic Carpet ride really is the best! So, where should we go next?

Yui: ( Ayato-kun looks like he’s having fun. ...I’m glad. )

( We still have a whole lot of issues to tackle, but the Parade only happens once a year, so I want him to be able to enjoy it a little... )

Ayato: Oh, they’ve got something interesting goin’ on over there. Oi, let’s go!

Yui: Yeah!

ー The scene shifts to the venue

Ayato: It’s on! Let’s see who can make their way out of the House of Mirrors first!

Yui: Sure!

Ayato: Hehe. I won’t lose! I’m goin’ in this way. See you at the exit!

ー Ayato runs inside

Yui: ( Okay! I have to try my best so I don’t lose either! )

ー The scene shifts to the House of Mirrors

Yui: ( Hm... )

( Everything looks the same, so I feel as if I’ve just been going in circles this whole time... )

*Riiiiing*

Yui: ...!?

ー It flashes white before her eyes

Yui: ( W-What’s going on...!? I feel dizzy all of a sudden... )

( Did the House of Mirrors make me feel sick perhaps...? )

*Riiiiing*

Yui: ...! 

( ...No...I’m not just dizzy... )

( There’s something wrong...With my heart...With the Kleinod... )

*Riiiiing*

ー Yui collapses

*Thud*

Yui: ( Everything’s going black...before my eyes... )

( ...Ayato...ku...n... )

*TIMESKIP*

???: ...Lady...Young lady...

Yui: ( ... )

???: ...Young lady...Hang in there, young lady...!

Yui: ( ...Somebody’s calling me...? )

ー Yui wakes up

Yui: ...Uu...Hm...?

Vampire gentleman: Aah, thank god! You regained consciousness!

Yui: ( Ah...Right. I fainted in the House of Mirrors... )

Vampire gentleman: I was shocked to find you passed out here! Did you come with someon...ーー

ー Ayato runs up to them

Ayato: ...Oi! What are you doin’ to her!? Back off at once!!

*THUD*

Vampire gentleman: Uguh!?

Yui: ...! Ayato-kun!?

*Rustle*

Ayato: Yui! Are you okay!?

Oi, you bastard! She’s mine! Try to harm her and you’ll regret it!

Vampire gentleman: Kuh...Harm her...? I simply...

Ayato: I don’t need to hear your excuses! I’ll beat you to pulp right now! 

Yui: ( ...! He’s definitely got the wrong idea! )

*Rustle*

Yui: Ayato-kun! You’ve got it all wrong!! It’s a misunderstanding!

He only helped me out when I was feeling unwell...!

Ayato: Aah...? What didya just say...?

Vampire gentleman: ...Hmph! So this is what I get for trying to be kind...!? I’ll excuse myself now!

ー He walks away

Yui: Ah...

( He left... )

Yui: You can’t deny that you went too far just now, kicking him out of nowhere...

Ayato: Che, I had no other choice, did I...?

From my angle, it looked as if that bastard was tryin’ to suck your blood or somethin’...

...Geez, I was waitin’ by the exit but you just wouldn’t show up, so I came lookin’ for you...

Yui: ( ...Ayato-kun... )

I’m sorry for making you worry...

Ayato: Oi, more importantly. I heard you were feelin’ unwell...? Are you alright now?

Yui: ...Yeah, I’m fine now...

*Riiiiing*

Yui: ...ーー!?

( ...Again... )

Ayato: ...!? Oi!

Yui: ( I can’t...My consciousness is... )

ー She faints again

Ayato: Yui!

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ( ...What’s happening...? My body feels light... )

???: ...Yui...!

ー She wakes up in the hotel room

Yui: Uu...Hm...?

( I’m at...the hotel...? )

Ayato: Ah! You finally woke up...?

Yui: Ayato-kun...I...

Ayato: You passed out. It gave me a scare. I carried you back here for now.

...Are you alright?

Yui: Yeah, I’m fine now.

Ayato: Mmh. Glad to hear that. Don’t push yourself, ‘kay?

*Rustle*

Yui: ( ...He’s stroking my head... )

Ayato: ...Haah, anyway. It’s already late, so just stay in bed, ‘kay?

Yui: Yeah, I will. I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble.

Ayato: ...It’s fine. Besides, I never thought of it like that.

I don’t care as long as you’re safe and sound...

Yui: ( Ayato-kun...I’m so happy... )

( ...Now that I’m feeling more relaxed, I can suddenly feel the fatigue kicking in... )

*Rustle rustle*

ー She falls asleep as the scene shifts to her dream

Yui: ( ...Where am I...? )

( Could it be, again...? )

Mysterious man: ...Hello there, it’s been a while.

Yui: ( This voice... )

Are you...Count Walter, perhaps...?

Mysterious man: ...Fufu. I wonder?

Yui: ...

Mysterious man: That Ayato...He seems rather attached to you.

He jumped the gun and kicked a man he had never seen or met before, what am I going to do with him?

Yui: ...You were watching, it seems...?

Mysterious man: Yes, I saw everything...I wonder why exactly he seems so devoted to you?

Yui: Why...?

Mysterious man: Yes. Have you never asked yourself that question?

Yui: Well...

Mysterious man: Do you perhaps think...He is doing it out of love for you?

Yui: ...

Mysterious man: Fufu, seems like I am correct. However, if you do, I think it is time you think again.

Yui: ...What do you mean?

Mysterious man: That man, you see, only ever thinks about being the best there is.

Therefore, he does not want to lose you, the person who has a heart like nobody else does. ...Am I wrong?

Yui: ...That’s not...!

( Is he implying that Ayato-kun only protects me because of my heart...? )

( That just can’t be...I mean, Ayato-kun is...! )

He isn’t that kind of person. He really does... (1)

( It’s not because of my heart...But because he cares about me as a person... )

Mysterious man: ...Kuku...Hahaha...!

Yui: ...What’s so funny?

Mysterious man: Oh no, my bad. I was just thinking what a foolish, pitiful girl you are...

Do you truly believe a Vampire such as himself is capable of grasping the meaning of true love?

...If you do, you are gravely mistaken.

ー Yui wakes up

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Haah...! Haah...Haah...

( ...Was that a dream just now...? )

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Ayato-kun...? 

( ...He doesn’t seem to be around...Did he head out, perhaps...? )

ー She recalls her dream

Mysterious man: Do you truly believe a Vampire such as himself is capable of grasping the meaning of true love?

...If you do, you are gravely mistaken.

ー The dream sequence ends

Yui: ( ...That’s not true. Ayato-kun isn’t like that. )

( I have faith in him... )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー 

← RETURN TO CHAPTER 1

→ PROCEED WITH MAIN STORY [CHAPTER 3]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #1 [W/ REIJI]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #2 [W/ LAITO]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #3 [W/ AZUSA]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #4 [W/ CARLA]

[rose-sereniteeth]

[2] Night water conspiracies and a warm milk with honey

(HOLY SHIT I’M WHIPPED)

[Sereniverse]: [2]

Pairing: Mingyu x reader

Word count: 1.7k

Genre/warnings: idol!au, technically poly!seventeen, crack, smut, language, oral (f receiving), fingering, being a bit too whipped for people.. a bit of fluff in the end

Summary: the one where you wake up in the middle of the night, meet a sleepy Mingyu in the kitchen and try to figure out why the water tastes so good

A/N: I love Mingyu. ....

...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH :3

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You had been living with them for almost two months now. About five weeks after you had moved in, some events had occurred that led to three hours of you getting used by Hoshi, Joshua and Jeonghan in the sweetest ways you could imagine and the boys hadn't stopped teasing you about that night ever since.

They had heard all the sweet noises the three men had pulled from your lips and had gotten really riled up by it. Most of them could control themselves though, even though they had all dreamed about touching and tasting you one way or another. Not that you would have minded.

But not Mingyu. 

He had voiced his yearning for you that night and despite the fact that you had almost been passed out in Joshua's arms, you had still heard and understood his complaints about missing out on you.

Needless to say that you were extremely flustered around the boys all the time, especially Mingyu, after that. 

They looked at you differently now. Could also be that you only noticed it now though. 

Mingyu could control himself for exactly two days before he approached you. You were standing in the kitchen, getting a 3 am glass of water because you had woken up for some reason. You thought that nightly water always tasted better than water during the day and you wondered what they did to the pipes at night to make it this great as you took a sip from your glass. 

You were so immersed in your night-water-conspiracies that you didn't hear him enter the room so you jumped when Mingyu pulled you into a tight back hug, his hands snaking around your waist to your belly, resting his chin on your head. 

"G'night, stinky." He greeted you. You rolled your eyes, answering "Hey, dipshit." Calling each other names came to be your dynamic over the past weeks and you found it really fun. 

His body was warm against your back, his breath slow and his heartbeat calm. You could tell from his low rumbly voice that he was pretty tired and could only have woken up minutes ago. "You tired, big bear? Can't sleep?" you asked. He made some grumbly sound before answering "Mmh no, I mean.. ugh-". You giggled "So you are tired. Too tired to talk, it seems." "Mhm, seems like it." He mumbled. "Should I get you back to bed? Do you want a cup of warm milk with honey, to help you get to sleep?" You questioned. 

"I'd rather have you, honey. Get you to my bed..." He grumbled lowly, lips right next to your ear now. You choked on your water. Mingyu loosened his grip around you to let you cough and you turned around in his arms hesitantly once you were done dying. 

He just grinned down at you lazily before carefully taking your face into his left hand, his right staying at your hip. You could feel your face flush, it must have been red like a tomato. He let out a small chuckle as he bent down slightly and caught your lips with his gently. 

You were pretty sure that you stopped breathing for a bit, but soon enough you found yourself kissing him back. The kiss was genuine, filled with way more than just sexual desire and you were melting into him like warm wax. Your arms were wrapped around his broad neck when he started deepening the kiss, exploring your mouth with his tongue. 

He had wanted to do this for so long and it was even more heavenly than he had anticipated. 

The rapper moved his hands to tap at the backs of your thighs. You took this as a hint to jump and straddle his hips to hold yourself up. It wasn't an invitation but rather a command in the way that he was holding you. Maybe it was the night water but you couldn't find the strength to not follow his order to have a little fun, as you usually would have done. His lips had something addicting about them and after he had hinted at his intentions, you could feel neediness pool between your legs. You definitely wanted more.

His large hands at your thighs, he carried you to his room easily, his lips never leaving yours. He dropped you onto his bed, hovering over you. When you pulled apart to breathe you remembered something "What about your honey milk?" He scoffed "Who cares about that? The only thing I want on my lips right now is you." He added, his face so close to yours that you could feel his heavy breath on your lips. 

With that he connected his lips with yours again, pushing slightly so you would lean back and lay down. When you were laying flat on your back, him towering over you, he started trailing his lips to your jaw and neck, pulling the sweetest breathy moans and gasps from you.

Your legs wrapped around Mingyu's waist and your hands went under his shirt, traveling across his carved torso. His skin was so soft under your fingertips and you couldn't wait to see him. He chuckled when you started tugging at his shirt. "So eager, little bunny. No patience." You could feel his grin on your lips when you opened your eyes to make puppy-eyes at him. "Please?" 

His grin widened into a shining smile as he slightly pulled away from you. Just enough to take off his shirt. When Mingyu caught you staring at his toned chest he slowly straightened his back, looking down at you a little bit too confident. "Like what you see, Bunny?"

You just continued looking, mumbling something absentmindedly as you stared at his toned torso. You were certain that he was shining. His skin so smooth and soft, his light muscles casting beautiful shadows over it in the dim light of his bedside lamp. He chuckled yet again before he bent down to you, letting his shirt fall wherever. 

Your lips were on his in an instant as it was his turn now to rid you off your shirt. When it was done his lips attacked your neck again, his teeth nipping the skin as he started sucking on it slightly. You let out a grasp that earned you a small sound from deep within his chest. 

Your legs were between his now while he was holding himself up on his hands and knees and you thought you would try to tease him a bit. You angled your leg slightly, pressing your thigh to his crotch, where you could feel his hard member straining against the confines of his slacks. He let out a low moan, having to pause marking your skin. It took him a second to catch himself again but when he did, he looked at you with hooded eyes. The sound of him and his look shot arousal straight to your core and if you weren't wet already, you would definitely have been now..

You breathed his name automatically. It was a plea for him to start touching you and he immediately listened. He pulled your sleep shorts and underwear away in one swift motion and didn't lose time kneeling before the bed and diving between your thighs. His strong hands grabbed your hips and pulled you towards him. You felt his hot tongue lick a long stripe over Your heat and moaned his name before you had had enough time to process what he was doing. 

Your hands went straight for his hair, tangling your fingers in the strands and pulling slightly from time to time. Mingyu made out with your flower furiously. He was so immersed in your scent and taste and the way you felt that he didn't know anything but you in the moment. 

After a short while he added a finger, playing at your entrance first before he slowly pushed it in. Though the stretch was not a lot, it made your eyes roll back and a series of moans and pleas leave your lips. 

You pulled at Mingyu's hair roughly when he added a second finger and started scissoring his digits inside you, stretching you out more. The sudden harsh tug made him growl at your core, sending vibrations through your whole body that made you clench around his fingers and he chuckled at your body's reaction to him.

“P-please.. Mingyu…” It came out more like a breath than real words, but he heard it, detaching himself from you and pulling his fingers out immediately as he looked at you with blown out pupils. “What is it?” he asked curiously but out of breath. You didn’t hesitate, answering him “Please, need you inside me, Mingyu.” You knew what would come next, judging from the smirk that played across his rosy lips. “And don’t you dare tell me that you already were!” “Or what?” You shook your head. “Just fucking kiss me already.” You said, leaning forward and reaching out for him to pull him towards you.

He smiled into the kiss as he rose from his knees, taking off his sweats and underwear in the process. He swiftly grabbed a condom from his bedside drawer and you watched him as he opened it with his teeth, looking up at him with hooded eyes.

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You slept like a baby in his warm embrace after you two were done and only awoke in the later morning hours to two voices in the room. 

" -lucky beanpole-ass lookin'.." You couldn't identify the voice in your half-sleepy state. "Shut up Jihoon, she's still sleeping, idiot." Mingyu whisper-shouted, holding you tighter to his chest. "And at least I'm not some tiny-ass smurf-gnome kinda abomination, asshole! Now fuck off and close the door. I'll make you even shorter, if you wake her up." He added, fake aggression evident in his tone. Jihoon went to close the door, not without mumbling a "Geez Rambo, chill your enormous breadstick ass down man.." more to himself than to Mingyu. 

You fell back asleep for a few more hours shortly after that, snuggling into the big boy a bit more.

[karlajoyner]

Can you do a smut piece with Owen where he takes you to Hawaii and you guys meet up with the cast and everything, but then later that night he takes you back to the bedroom to show you some real fun. Ik you get this for a while, can’t wait for your other work love your writing style.

So Needy (Owen Patrick Joyner x Reader)

A/n: Hey guys I hope you like this one! I'm sorry I haven't posted in over a week I had a lot of shit to do but I have a few imagines done and I'm working on the rest of my requests so I could hopefully open them up again soon. Also Alex and Reggie now have last names and I’m 1000% freaking the fuck out because it was the last thing I was expecting . I’m gonna go back eventually and put them in all my imagines. And yeah....totally didn’t make me go back and watch the show for the 12th time. It’s a problem....it’s fine. Anyways Enjoy! (Sorry for any typos I always fuck up but I’ll go back and fix them later)

Requested by: @jjbassett (Tumblr)

Warnings: Smut! (18+)

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I walked into the airport tiredly. Thankful it was at least somewhat empty.

"Owen why'd you book our flights so damn early?" I asked my boyfriend who was walking to my left.

"I didn't book them. Charlie did" He stated my gaze moving to the boy on my right.

"I should have known. No one but a psychopath would book a flight at the ass crack of dawn" I spoke earning a laugh from both boys.

"To be fair I thought you were a morning person y/n/n"

"Oh I am. When it's 8:00 o'clock and past that. I do not enjoy having to wake up at 4:00 o'clock in the morning to get ready. I mean seriously Charles it's still fucking dark out" I pointed out.

"Oh man. Alright I'll take that into consideration"

"Be lucky you didn't have to deal with her when the first alarm rang" Owen said making me glare at him.

"I love you baby. You know that but you just get so grumpy" He spoke making me roll my eyes.

"Did you just compare me to one of the seven dwarves? Fine. Alright. I get a little grumpy. But that's only because I have to be the big spoon too"

"Oh my god man your the little spoon" Charlie laughed as we arrived to security.

"You swore you wouldn't tell anybody" Owen whisper shouted.

"Yeah well that's just me being grumpy. Sorry babe"

"No it's cool. It's cool. Just wait until tonight" He whispered the last part in my ear before letting me go ahead.

"Seriously Charlie a knife? You tried to bring a knife on a plane?!" I asked exasperatedly as we boarded the plane.

"I didn't know they wouldn't let me bring it"

"I think it's a given that they wouldn't let you bring it dude"

"Yeah yeah"

"Well paybacks a bitch huh Charlie?" I joked handing Owen my carry on so he could put it above our seats.

"Haha y/n. I'd like you to remember that your stuck on this flight with me for the next few hours so I'd be a little nicer"

"I just can't wait to tell Jer about this" I said taking my seat next to the window. Owen taking the one to my right.

"Owennn your girlfriends being mean" Charlie complained earning a laugh from the blonde.

"I'm sorry Charlie but I can't do anything. The more she's mean to you the less she's mean to me" Owen said making me giggle.

"He's not wrong" I grinned intertwining our fingers and placing a quick kiss to Owen's cheek.

"That's all I get" He questioned making me playfully roll my eyes before pulling him in for a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Better?" I asked pulling away.

"Much" He smiled widely.

"You guys better not do that the whole plane ride"

"We won't. Gotta save something for tonight man" Owen joked. My elbow instinctively shoving itself into his arm as Charlie began to laugh.

"Ouch"

"Funny how you think your getting some tonight" I muttered.

"Am I not?"

"We'll see" I responded putting in my AirPods as the two boys began to conversate.

"Do you see your bag?" I questioned my boyfriend. We'd been stuck at baggage claim for ages trying to find Owens green suitcase.

"Nope"

"Owen" I groaned.

"There! There it is!" He shouted excitedly.

"Oh yes!" Charlie cheered as the bag reached our area.

"Let's get out of here"

"And just like that I hate airports" I said as we walked past random strangers.

"Y/n!" I heard a familiar voice shout. My eyes quickly spotting the source.

"Tori!" I screamed letting go of my boyfriends hand and running towards the girl who had her arms wide open.

I giggled engulfing her into a tight hug before turning to the rest of the group behind her.

"Kenny!" Owen and Charlie greeted their director.

"It's good to see you guys too" Jeremy spoke up.

"Care!"

"Y/n I'm so glad your here"

"I'm glad to be here. It's always good to see you too Jer" I spoke hugging him after I hugged Carolynn.

"Finally someone who appreciates me" He said making me throw my head back in laughter.

"To the hotel!"

"So what took you guys so long?" Jeremy asked as the 7 of us lounged around the pool.

"Yeah we were at terminal like 40 minutes after your flight landed.

"It's a long story"

"Speaking of stories" I smirked looking at Charlie.

"Don't" He warned pointing a finger at me.

"I didn't say anything" I giggled, back stroking away from the group.

"So me and Care we're thinking of doing some shopping tomorrow you in?" Tori questioned swimming with me.

"One hundred percent" I said glancing at Owen who was laid back on one of the lounge chairs near the pools edge. He looked so good with his swim trunks and his damp hair.

"So then we decided we'd just save it for Saturday before Care left" Toris voice brought me back to reality.

"I'm sorry what?" I asked.

"Did you hear anything I said?"

"I did not" I muttered.

"And why is that?" She asked teasingly poking my side.

"Because my boyfriend is sitting a few feet away and he looks like that" I internally groaned.

"I say you go get him" She grinned at me.

"Not yet" I mischievously smiled swimming back towards the group.

"It's so cold" I stated getting out the pool and grabbing my beach towel. Wrapping it around me.

"Aww come here" Owen said opening his arms widely.

I simpered making my way over to him and laying down in his embrace.

His arms immediately wrapping themselves around my soaked body. His bare chest coming into contact with my partially covered one.

"You guys are too cute" Tori teased.

"Not cuter than us though right?" Carolynn joked hugging Tori.

"No. Never" She responded making us all laugh.

"I'd like to propose a toast" Kenny spoke holding up his drink.

"To friends"

"To family" Charlie followed.

"To love" Owen said making heart skip a beat as he lifted his drink in the air.

"Cheers" They spoke in unison lifting their drinks to their lips. Owens beautiful green eyes never leaving mine.

"I love you"

"I love you too Owen" I whispered placing a chaste kiss to his lips.

"Why don't we head back to the hotel for some real fun?" He suggested quietly making sure no one heard.

His hand running up and down my arm soothingly.

"Hmm is that your attempt to get me into bed?"

"Why? Is it working?" He asked making me smirk.

"So we're doing dinner tomorrow night right guys?" I asked sitting up straddling the boy beneath me. Rejoining the conversation our friends were having.

"Yeah. Kenny was telling us about this great place his friend recommended" Jeremy explained as I shifted a bit to get comfortable.

A pair of hands landing on hips.

"Oh really? Tell me more about his place Kenny" I said moving again hearing a small groan escape Owens lips as our thin clothed fronts rubbed against each others.

A wicked smirk forming on my face as we listened in on Kennys description of the place.

"It sounds fantastic. Doesn't it sound fantastic Owen?" I questioned my boyfriend shuffling again.

"Yeah. Yup sounds great. Listen it getting late guys. I think we're gonna head back to the hotel" He voiced sitting up as well.

"It's only 6:30 dude"

"Yeah but we just wanna have time to shower and get dinner. You know together. As a couple"

"Right.....well have fun you two" Kenny said awkwardly as I stood up along with Owen.

"Oh I'm pretty sure they will" Charlie joked causing me to snicker at the boy.

I quickly collected the remaining of my pool things saying my fair well goodbyes to our friends. Or tried.

Owen was clearly in a rush to get to the hotel.

"Don't leave me" Tori said hugging me one more time before we left.

"Sorry to break it to you but she's gotta go" Owen said removing the girls arms from my body and pulling me away.

"Bye!!" I waved to the group who were all cackling at Owens behavior.

"You didn't have to be so pushy" I muttered as we walked into the hotel lobby.

"Pushy? Please you knew what you were doing" He whisper yelled dragging me along the hallways towards the elevator.

"And what was I doing?" I asked stepping in immediately feeling my back pressed against the cold wall.

"You tell me" He whispered inching his face towards mine. I watched as he pushed the button to our floor before looking back at me.

I took initiative crashing our lips together. Feeling his hand land firmly on my waist as the elevator came to a halt signifying we were on our floor.

"Come on" I spoke rather harshly dragging him towards our room.

"Who's being pushy now?"

"Owen I swear to god if you say another word I will lock you outside and make myself cum got it?"

"Yes mam" He said taking my bag while I unlocked the door with my key card.

Immediately upon opening the door I felt the back of my bikini come undone the top falling to the ground.

Turning around I saw the childlike smirk on my boyfriends face as he shut the door behind us. Making sure to lock it.

I smirked back with the same look on my face. Biting my lip in anticipation as Owen moved forward wrapping his arms around my body.

"Your so-" I didn't let him finish as I crashed my lips onto his wanting to feel him closer.

He was quick to respond deepening the kiss as he back me up onto the queen sized bed in the middle of the suite.

"I can't even get a word out geez" He joked pulling away.

"I'm sorry baby what were you gonna say?" I teased as his body hovered over mine. My body prepped up on my elbows to get a better view of his face.

"I was gonna say your so needy"

"I'm the needy one? Really?"

"Well it's obviously not me"

"Care to test that theory?" I suggested watching his face scrunch up in confusion.

I pecked his lips one more time before using all my strength to flip us over so he was on his back. I moved my body over his so I was straddling him now. A grin appearing on my face.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good right now. I just need you to do what I say. Got it?" I whispered watching him nod his head rapidly, clearly intrigued at my proposal.

I leaned down kissing him passionately his hands finding my waist with ease. Slowly grinding down onto him earning a moan from the blonde. I bit his lip as we roughly fought for dominance.

Owen letting me win as soon as I began to palm him through his swim trunks.  I pulled away moving down slowly until I was in front of him on my knees.

"Oh fuck baby. You look so fucking beautiful" He bit his lip taking a hold of my hair.

"No. You can't touch me. That's the only rule" I stated pushing his hand away.

"I can't? Why not?"

"Because I said so. Now are you gonna let me handle your little problem here or not?" I teased him, rubbing my hand against the fabric of his shorts.

"Fuck okay baby. Just- just do something" He pleaded. I smirked knowing I had it in the bag now.

"Take them off" I demanded. Sitting back as he removed his shorts along with his boxers letting his dick spring free.

I took the shaft pumping it a few times. Teasing the tip, even swirling my tongue around it earning a loud groan from Owen himself.

I slowly started pumping his length before placing my mouth on it. Beginning to bob my head up and down, feeling Owen thrust his body upward in attempt to get more of himself inside my mouth. His fist balling up and clenching the bedsheets tightly.

I hummed in response as moans escaped the boys mouth while I sucked him off. Eyeing him closely through my eyelashes seeing his head tilted back and his eyes were screwed shut made me even more excited for what was coming.

"I'm so close y/n" As soon as he said that I pulled away from him with a pop watching as his eyes shot open.

"W-what the hell?" He asked clearly confused.

"I'm just tired. Think it's time for bed no?" I questioned going to pick up my bikini top.

"No- No what the fuck babe" He spoke from behind me.

"Well I just th-" My words were cut off by a yelp as I was tossed back onto the bed.

"We're not done here" He spoke lunging on top of me quickly pressing his lips onto mine.

I sighed contently wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer as we made out.

"Who's the needy one now?" I whispered pulling away earning a scowl from him as he undid the strings of my bikini bottoms.

I shivered as I felt his tip align itself at my entrance. He didn't hesitate to push himself into me immediately filling me up. Something he'd never failed to do before.

I moaned as he began to move at a rather hasty pace. Not that I was complaining.

I pulled him back down making our lips meet once more while the noise of our bodies colliding echoed through the room.

"Faster" I mumbled into his mouth.

A familiar feeling pulling at the pit of my stomach. My orgasm becoming very close as Owen picked up speed. My legs wrapped around him as we struggled to stay in place.

"Owen" I moaned out as I came all over him. His orgasm hitting seconds later.

"Shit" He panted as he pulled out of me. Our liquids spilling out onto the comforter.

"Your calling for new sheets" I stated trying to regain my breath.

"That was so worth it baby" He spoke pecking my lips before getting off of me to go to the bathroom.

I smiled as he walked out with a towel, coming over to clean me up.

"I love Hawaii" He said making me giggle.

"Do you now? I wonder why?" I joked sitting up. Coming face to face with my boyfriend.

"But I love you more"

"Say more things like that and we'll be in bed the whole week" I spoke wrapping my arms around his neck. Giggling as he pushed me back onto the bed once more.

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Up Next: Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Alex Mercer x Male Reader

Luke Patterson x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Jeremy Shada x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Reggie Peters x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Owen Patrick Joyner x Reader

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Carrie Wilson x Reader

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[reinerispretty]

reminiscence. (? x f!reader) pt8

hello everyone!! i hope you’re having a fantastic weekend :) 

pt1

pt7

pt9

“Is everything alright?”

“Yes!” (Y/N) said quickly. “I’m totally fine, just have amnesia.” She knocked against her skull. “Nothing’s getting in here, I guess.” Before Asami could speak, Korra knocked on the door of the sparring room.

“How’s it going?”

“Well...” Asami started, glancing down at (Y/N). She stared up at Korra, a frown pulling at the ends of her lips.

(Y/N) didn’t sleep at all that night. She could feel the tiredness weighing on her body, pulling her limbs further and further down into the comfy sheets of her bed, but her eyes wouldn’t close. All she could do was stare up at the ornately decorated ceiling, painted with depictions of a tan, thinly mustached man as a cherub. She wondered whether or not she should go bang on Mako’s door and demand what that was. She thought he hated her! He had seemed so angry on the balcony and then the next thing she knew, he was kissing her. She knew it was ridiculous, but part of her thought she could still feel the softness of Mako’s lips against hers. She smothered her face with her pillow and screamed into it. 

When the rising sunlight just barely started filtering into her room, she slid out of bed. She walked to the mirror and brushed out her hair, which had become tangled from how much she had tossed and turned throughout the night, and pulled it back with a hair tie. She could see the faintest hints of tiredness on her features, so she splashed cold water on her face and hoped that no one would bring it up. Once she had pulled on her athletic clothes for her training, she walked to the kitchens. 

It was still early enough that the kitchen remained unoccupied. (Y/N) searched through the pantry to find something easy to make. Everything looked incredibly fancy and had labels that made absolutely no sense. She was lucky to have had Asami with her yesterday to help her decipher the meaning of some of the words. What in the world was a saffron? 

“Looking for something?” (Y/N) was so startled that she knocked her head against the frame of the pantry. “Oh, geez, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you, are you alright?” 

As she pulled away from the pantry, rubbing her head, she found Bolin standing beside her. His black eyebrows were pulled together in concern and his bottom lip jutted out apologetically. “Yeah, I’m fine,” She said, laughing lightly. “I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up so early.” 

“I used to get up early for Nuktuk! I guess I haven’t really broken the habit yet. What are you doing up?” 

“I didn’t sleep that well,” (Y/N) said, and she supposed she wasn’t totally lying. She turned back to the pantry. “Plus I was hungry and I didn’t want to wait for everyone else to be up to eat. All these foods look too fancy.” Bolin snorted, as if she had said something funny. (Y/N) supposed it had something to do with her past, so she didn’t press him. 

“I can make you something!” He said, pushing past her to get into the pantry. His fingers were on her arm for only a moment but (Y/N’s) heart leapt into her throat and she had to take a deep breath to right her emotions. Bolin’s hands reached out and grabbed all sort of different ingredients. 

“You really don’t have to make me anything,” She assured him, to which Bolin scoffed. 

“I know I don’t have to,” He said to her, flashing a smile. “I want to.” He went over to the main island in the kitchen, laying out all of the ingredients in a row. “Today I will be making the lovely lady...toast.” 

“Toast?” (Y/N) repeated, a giggle following her question. “These seem like a lot of ingredients for toast. Do I even like toast?” 

“’Do you like toast?’” Bolin asked in a teasing manner. “You love toast! But you have to eat it in a very specific and sometimes frustrating way, if I remember correctly.” 

“I’m picky when it comes to toast?” She took a seat across from him, leaning her elbows on the marble countertop. “You’re making me sound pretentious.” 

“Oh you are,” Bolin said as he turned on the stove. He gave her another smile and (Y/N) knew he was kidding, “But only when it comes to food. You’re a big food snob.” 

“You’re telling me a lot about myself today and I’m not sure if I like any of it.” Bolin laughed at that, then began walking her through the instructions of how to make her special toast. As she watched, (Y/N) understood why Bolin had become a mover star. She felt like she could listen to him talk for hours. 

When her food was ready, Bolin elegantly garnished the plate and slid it in front of her. He watched her with an eager smile on his face. “Try it!” (Y/N) bit into the warm bread and hummed in delight. 

“I understand why I’m such a snob now,” She said. “I have pretty good taste.” 

“Does that mean I nailed it?” (Y/N) shrugged. 

“I’m gonna assume so, yes,” She said as she took another bite. 

“Great! I was worried I had forgotten how to make it! Y’know it’s been years since-” He stopped himself, his green eyes falling to the floor. Unsure what to do with the silence, (Y/N) slid the plate in between them. 

“Try your masterpiece, Chef Bolin.” She smiled softly at him and the corners of his lips turned up slightly. As they sat there sharing their food, (Y/N) was more curious than ever as to what had really happened between her and Bolin. Because right now, she feared that she was going to fall for him all over again. 

After their private breakfast, (Y/N) and Bolin walked to the main dining room, where the rest of their group was waiting. Korra and Asami’s faces lit up as they entered the room, but (Y/N) noticed how much of a point Mako was making to look away from her. The uneasiness from the morning rising in her stomach again, she took her seat between Korra and Asami. 

“Ready for your first training day?” Asami asked. 

“Could barely sleep thinking about it!” (Y/N) said. The waiters brought in their food, but (Y/N) only picked at hers while the rest of her friends dove in. 

“You’re gonna have to eat something if you’re gonna train today,” Korra said through a mouthful of rice. “Don’t need you passing out. Again.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes. 

“I’m pretty full! I got up early and Bolin made me this toast that I apparently really love.” Korra’s eyebrow quirked up in curiosity and, unbeknownst to (Y/N), a small smile made its way onto Asami’s lips. 

“That’s nice of him,” Asami said.

Once breakfast was finished, Asami led (Y/N) to the sparring room. She showed her mostly defensive maneuvers, like how to block an attack and get out of someone’s grasp. But (Y/N’s) mind was so far away that each time Asami taught her a new move, (Y/N) forgot it almost immediately. They had to go through each move close to seven times before (Y/N) was somewhat okay at it. 

Sweating, she sat down on the mat and flopped onto her back like a starfish. “I’m sorry for being such a bad student,” She huffed as she caught her breath. Asami stood over her, a quizzical expression on her face. 

“Is everything alright?” 

“Yes!” (Y/N) said quickly. “I’m totally fine, just have amnesia.” She knocked against her skull. “Nothing’s getting in here, I guess.” Before Asami could speak, Korra knocked on the door of the sparring room. 

“How’s it going?” 

“Well...” Asami started, glancing down at (Y/N). She stared up at Korra, a frown pulling at the ends of her lips. 

“I’m feeling a bit too much like an emotional mess today to spar, I think,” (Y/N) admitted, her voice rather sheepish. Korra sat down beside her, Asami doing the same. 

“Even more of an emotional mess than usual?” Korra quipped, nudging (Y/N) with the toe of her boot. (Y/N) sighed and stared up at the ceiling. There were so many secrets surrounding her life already. Did she really want to keep one more? She turned and looked at Korra’s bright blue eyes and she felt her heart squeeze inside her chest. Part of making friends was trusting people, right? And these seemed like people worth trusting. 

(Y/N) sat up and tucked her knees into her chest. “Mako kissed me last night.” Her words came out fast, rushed, and for a moment (Y/N) was unsure if they had actually heard her. 

“Woah!” Asami exclaimed, just as Korra said, “What?” (Y/N) covered her face with her hands to hide her embarrassment. 

“I was thinking last night, about how Bolin said he hadn’t seen me in years, but when I met Mako, he said he hadn’t seen me in months. So, I confronted him about it, and apparently I did something to him, whenever he saw me last, but he was just being so...Mako about it that I yelled at him! And then after I was done yelling, he kissed me.” (Y/N) groaned. “Everything is just so messed up and complicated. I can’t wait to get my memories back.”

“I’m going to go talk to him.” Korra stood, hands balled into fists at her sides. (Y/N) grabbed her by the wrist. 

“Korra, wait! You seem mad-” 

“Because I am! You don’t deserve the way Mako treats you, and I want answers.” She wriggled her hand free from (Y/N’s) grasp and stormed out of the room, Asami and (Y/N) watching in her wake. 

“I have a feeling this isn’t going to be good,” (Y/N) said. Asami gave her a sympathetic smile. 

“Mako’s just a complicated person. When I dated him-” 

“You and Mako dated?” 

“Yeah, we dated before he and Korra did.” 

“Mako and Korra dated?” (Y/N) leaped to her feet. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know! I didn’t mean--Oh, I’ve messed everything up! I was worried that me being around would put a strain on your guys’ friendship, and now look what’s happened! Korra’s about to beat Mako to a pulp!” 

“Korra’s not going to do that,” Asami said with a laugh. “She’s just going to talk some sense into him.” (Y/N) couldn’t stop fidgeting with her fingers. She felt so anxious. 

“Are you upset that Mako kissed me?” 

“Of course not,” Asami said gently, standing so that she and (Y/N) were face to face. “I got over Mako a long time ago.” 

“And Korra? Is she going to be mad at me?” 

“It’s not your fault and she knows that. Korra wouldn’t be upset with you over something you had no control over.” Asami’s reassuring words put (Y/N) just a bit at ease. But the knot in her stomach tightened as she worried about how Mako and Korra’s conversation would go. Should she have kept what happened to herself? 

---

Korra found Mako easily, standing on the top deck of the ship by himself. “Hey!” She shouted, and Mako tensed. He knew that tone of voice. He turned to face her, raising an eyebrow. 

“What’s up?” He asked, but he had a feeling. Korra and (Y/N) had been getting closer, after all. 

“Care to explain yourself?” Korra asked, crossing her muscular arms over her chest. Mako opened his mouth to speak, but he shut it when no words would come out. He couldn’t even explain himself if he tried. He had laid in bed last night, mentally beating himself for kissing (Y/N). Maybe he had gotten too in the moment when she had told him she actually cared about him. Maybe he did it because he had been wanting to for a really long time. Mako truly didn’t know what he had been thinking. 

“I thought that when she left, the feelings I had for her would leave too,” Mako said quietly. “I did a good job pretending, while she and Bolin were together, but last night she told me that despite the way I had treated her she still cared that somehow she had made me upset. If you want an explanation, I don’t have one, because I don’t even know.” 

“Look,” Korra said, grabbing him by the arm. “We’re going to go inside and you’re going to tell me, Asami, and Bolin what exactly happened the last time you saw (Y/N).” 

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” 

“I don’t really care if you think it’s a good idea. If we’re going to go into the Spirit World to help her get her memories back, then we all need to be on the same page, alright?” 

So Mako stood in the middle of Varrick’s fancy den, the eyes of his three closest friends curiously boring into him. With a deep breath, Mako began recalling the last time he saw (Y/N). 

---

Mako had just finished dinner with Asami when he began his walk to the pro-bending arena for practice. It was still early enough in the evening that people were walking about, but the streets were surprisingly less crowded than he expected. Mako tightened his scarf around his neck and shoved his hands into his coat pockets as a cool breeze flitted through the spring air. 

He was rounding the corner when he saw a familiar figure, huddling further into their coat and ducking their head down. Mako recognized the head of (color) hair and the way her fingers just barely peaked out of the sleeves that were too sizes too big for her. “(Y/N)?” He asked, coming to a stop. Her head snapped up at hearing her voice, and she took a staggered step back once she recognized Mako. He recognized the familiar sight of her tear-stained cheeks and watery eyes. “Are...are you okay?” 

And he knew he probably should be colder to her, considering what she had done to Bolin, but she looked so...sad. She gripped onto the edges of her jacket tightly, as if she was trying to hide in it, as she shook her head as her bottom lip trembled. “I messed up. I’m an idiot, I’m such an i-idiot and I-” She started crying again, her shoulders trembling as she brought a hand up to cover her mouth. 

“What happened?” Mako asked. “Are you hurt?” She shook her head furiously. 

“I saw-” She was trying to speak, but her own tears were getting in the way. She tried to wipe away her tears but they just kept falling. 

“Listen,” He said, gripping her by the shoulders. “I have to run. Meet me in the park at ten, okay? By the riverbank. We can sit down and talk and figure whatever’s going on out, alright?” (Y/N) looked up at him, nodding as she wiped away her tears. 

“Okay,” She said, her voice quiet as she tried her hardest not to let it wobble. “Thank you, Mako. I-I’ll explain everything.” She nodded determinedly and gave him a watery smile. “I’ll see you later.” 

Mako smiled too, despite himself. “Okay. Ten, don’t forget.” 

“Okay.” They walked away from each other, but he turned around countless times until she became lost in the crowd. He hated to leave her like that, but he had to get to practice. He couldn’t have anyone being suspicious about what he was doing: Bolin was still in the process of getting over her and the last thing he needed was finding out that Mako had seen a hysterical (Y/N) back in Republic City. 

When practice ended, Mako walked as quickly as he could to the park. He made up a story to Bolin about swinging by a store to get a new pair of shoes to get away from him. But when he reached the park at the exact spot he had told (Y/N) to meet him, just a few minutes before ten, she was nowhere to be found. Mako waited until late into the night and became angrier with each passing minute. He should have known that she would treat him the same way she had treated Bolin. 

So he returned home and had continued on with life, trying to forget about the night that he had found her sobbing, and was grateful that months passed without seeing her again.

---

Mako knew when he had finished his story and looked at Bolin that his brother was furious. “If you had told me,” Bolin said, his voice scarily low, “We wouldn’t be in this mess. She might still have her memories!” 

“You don’t know that,” Mako countered. “Just because she didn’t show up that night doesn’t mean that was when she lost her memories.” Mako looked to both Korra and Asami for reassurance, but both stared at him sadly. “Right?” He asked, and the guilt was starting to settle in his stomach. He had been so angry, so upset at (Y/N), for something that she might not have had any control over. Maybe if he had stayed with (Y/N), all of this never would have happened. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Mako said. “I was trying to look out for you. You were just starting to be okay again. I couldn’t ruin that.” Bolin set his jaw, clenching and then releasing his fists. 

“You can’t start thinking about the what ifs, Bolin,” Asami said, leaning over to place her hand on his. “She’s here now, right? And for the most part, she’s okay.” 

Bolin remained silent until a knock sounded against the heavy wooden doors of the den. (Y/N) peaked inside, her smile falling once she found all four of them gathered together and realized what the topic of discussion must be. “Dinner will be ready soon,” She said, before shutting the door. 

(Y/N) didn’t think she had ever experienced a more uncomfortable meal. No one had said a word since they sat down, so (Y/N) ate her food and wondered what on earth they could have been talking about before she had entered the den. She knew it had to have been about her, otherwise they wouldn’t have met, just the four of them. She glanced over at Bolin, who sat uncharacteristically far from Mako. 

She looked at Korra, dramatically raising her eyebrows and just slightly nodding her head toward the two boys. Korra gave (Y/N) an awkward smile, which all but confirmed (Y/N’s) suspicions about what had caused the two brothers to be so tense around each other. She cleared her throat to speak. “Asami taught me a few defensive moves today. I wasn’t very good, but hopefully I’ll be better tomorrow.” 

Bolin smiled at (Y/N), but she could tell it was straining him. “That’s great!” And he didn’t continue. She had only talked to Bolin a handful of times, but he always had much more to say than that. She rolled her eyes, tired of the weirdness that was culminating around the room. 

“Look, I know it’s strange, what happened between Mako and I, but it was honestly just an emotions thing. We were arguing and he probably got so mad at me he didn’t know what to do.” 

Mako’s wide amber eyes flashed up at her, his face instantly paling. He shook his head and (Y/N) tilted hers to the side in confusion. “What are you talking about?” Bolin questioned. 

“You know, the kiss last night?” Korra choked as she sipped her tea. “That’s why everything’s so weird right now, isn’t it?” As she looked at the faces around the room--Korra’s mix of fright and amusement, Asami’s surprise, Mako’s shame, and Bolin’s shock--(Y/N) realized immediately that she had miscalculated. Horribly. 

“Actually it wasn’t,” Bolin said, narrowing his eyes at his brother. “Mako conveniently left it out during our discussion today.” 

“Just use some Avatar powers on me the next time I’m about to say something stupid, okay?” (Y/N) asked Korra. The girl humored her with a salute. 

“I think I’m going to finish dinner in my room,” Bolin said, taking his plate and getting up from the table. The group watched as he walked out of the room, slamming the door shut on his way out. (Y/N) turned to Mako. 

“I’m so sorry!” She said quickly. “I thought he knew and that’s why everything was so weird!” 

“No,” Mako sighed. “Bolin was mad at me for a different reason.” Mako’s eyes met hers and he gave her a smile. “He was bound to find out eventually.” 

“I hope I haven’t ruined anything between you two.” (Y/N) had been so worried about causing rifts between the group, and that’s all she had done today! She thought about keeping her mouth shut permanently unless she was spoken to. 

“It’s alright,” Mako said. “Really. This isn’t the first time Bolin has been upset with me and it won’t be the last. I’ll talk to him once he’s calmed down.” (Y/N) nodded, turning back to her dinner. She probably shouldn’t talk to Bolin, but she wanted to. 

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