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Taylor found these bag bans did what they were supposed to: People in the cities with the bans used fewer plastic bags, which led to about 40 million fewer pounds of plastic trash per year.
But people who used to reuse their shopping bags for other purposes, like picking up dog poop or lining trash bins, still needed bags. "What I found was that sales of garbage bags actually skyrocketed after plastic grocery bags were banned," she says. This was particularly the case for small, 4-gallon bags, which saw a 120 percent increase in sales after bans went into effect.
Plastic haters, it's time to brace yourselves. A bunch of studies find that paper bags are actually worse for the environment. They require cutting down and processing trees, which involves lots of water, toxic chemicals, fuel and heavy machinery. While paper is biodegradable and avoids some of the problems of plastic, Taylor says, the huge increase of paper, together with the uptick in plastic trash bags, means banning plastic shopping bags increases greenhouse gas emissions. That said, these bans do reduce nonbiodegradable litter. [âŠ] A 2011 study by the U.K. government found a person would have to reuse a cotton tote bag 131 times before it was better for climate change than using a plastic grocery bag once. The Danish government recently did a study that took into account environmental impacts beyond simply greenhouse gas emissions, including water use, damage to ecosystems and air pollution. These factors make cloth bags even worse. They estimate you would have to use an organic cotton bag 20,000 times more than a plastic grocery bag to make using it better for the environment.
#articles#upload#npr#environmentalism#plastic bag ban#found this article equal parts interesting and immensely depressing#this is good information to know though because itâs easy for things like this distract us from bigger more reasonable change#its all about gaining realistic perspective#I use a tote bag and try not to buy plastic#maybe we should all just carry our groceries
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Falling in Love on the Fourth Floor - Part 13
Pairing: Azriel x reader | WC: 1.8k | Warnings: none | Masterlist
Summary: Out of an act of desperation, you move in with a guy you kind of know who happens to have a really hot brother who lives next door.
Author's note: everyone say thank you to @sarawritestories for bullying me to get me to write and to @milswrites for the NEW HEADER LOOK IT'S SO PRETTY
Ten minutes to the dot from getting to your door Azriel was walking into your apartment with a bowl of popcorn and several bags of candy. He brought chocolates, gummy worms, cookies, and several other sweets in the crook of his elbow, several being held by random fingers. You really werenât sure how he was carrying it all.Â
In your absence he also changed into some black sweatpants and a black tee, his arms flexed with all the snacks in his hold. He looked great at mini golf, but now he looked attractive in such a different way.Â
âWhat are you doing?â He looked a bit ridiculous, as if he just raided a candy store. He looked even more ridiculous trying to toe his shoes off before making his way over to you.
âI know you donât have food here.â
âYes we do - Cassian was supposed to go grocery shopping yesterday!â You whip your head to the kitchen, as if you could see the inside of your pantry from where you sat. âBesides I ordered a pizza.â
He gives you a look, âCassianâs version of grocery shopping is stopping at our apartment and taking what he wants.â
Your eyes widen, âno he does not! He said he goes to the store for food.â
He scoffs, setting down the candy and snacks on the table in front of you, lining them all up so you could see the label on each bag, âthe store of Rhys and Az, maybe. A 24 hour convenience store Cassian has a lifetime membership to.â
You think back to all the times Cassian told you he was going grocery shopping, but youâre not sure if you ever did see him come back with bags of groceries. All the food and supplies just showed up. âWell, Iâm sorry he does that. It does explain his luxurious tastes thoughâŠâ
âItâs fine,â he says sitting next to you, your legs touching. âRhysâs dad pays for the groceries, so..âÂ
His sentence lingers as he shrugs his shoulders. âItâs whatâs worked for us for a long time. Rhys couldn't care less. Actually I think he prefers getting to spend money on us.â
âSo things with Rhysâs dad are weird?â
âUh, yeah, I suppose. His dad sucks. Gives Rhys a- basically an unlimited credit card. Rhys has played with the limits on it before. We all know heâs rich, we just donât know how rich. Heâs spent a ridiculous amount of money on that card with no response. Once he bought all of ours and Cassianâs furniture in one trip - bought ridiculously priced shit too. Didnât even blink over it.â
He scoops up a handful of popcorn, popping some into his mouth. âWell, all the furniture except their ridiculously sized tvs.â
You giggle, grabbing the bag of sour candies he brought and opening them, popping some in your mouth. âMm, youâre too good to fall victim to their childish antics?â
âIâm more evolved than them.â
âSo it was a different Azriel that Cassian was talking about going racing with him on some backroads a few weeks ago?â
A beat passes and he refuses to look at you, his eyes straight forward. âI think Cassian has face blindness.â
âOh yeah, mhm.â You pick up the remote, scrolling to look through potential movies to watch. âMaybe we should get a decal for your bike so he wonât get confused again. Iâm thinking of something that makes you seem distinguished.â
âOh?â
âSomething that makes you seem intimidating.â
âsomething scary?â His eyes dance with amusement, crinkling in contained joy.
âSomething terrifying. So they know youâre a menace.â
You scroll through the movie options, Azrielâs arm making its way across the back of the couch behind you. He spreads his legs a bit, and you nestle into his shoulder as you put on Jurassic Park, picking a movie youâd be okay with missing some parts to it.
The two of you had watched at least three quarters of Jurassic Park, several parts of the movie missed because the two of you couldnât keep from making out on your couch.Â
You watched the entire trilogy, staying up late with him. By the time the second movie came on, the two of you talked through most of it, until youâd reach the scenes with the pterodactyls in the third movie. Then you had forced your hands over his mouth, not letting him talk over your favorite scenes. Once you had pulled them away, he immediately dove on top of you, pushing you into the couch and nuzzling his face into your neck.
The two of you stayed up until somewhere around 3 AM, the third movie long forgotten as you asked him to stay the night. Nothing happened, except you did wake up the next morning with his arm slung around your waist, making it very tempting to completely ignore your alarm clock.
Unfortunately, Azriel had work to do, kissing your temple before he snuck back into his apartment to get dressed.
He had been gone for all of twenty seconds when your phone buzzed and he asked if youâd like to get coffee the next day before class. Your classes lined up at the same time each day, so you two would meet up at a local coffee shop in the morning. Youâd park your car in the grocery store lot afterwards, Azriel holding out his spare helmet for you before helping put it on your head before heâd zip you two through campus, one of his hands always on your thigh.Â
The two of you would separate once heâd walk you to your classes, and then youâd meet back up at the library. It was a bit concerning to you how quickly the two of you fell into a routine, most of your free time of the week either spent with him or texting him.
âI got you something.â
You rummage through your bag when Azriel walks up to the table, his jacket being thrown onto one of the extra chairs. He sets down his helmet as you continue your search. You slide the envelope across the table, his scarred fingers touching yours as he grabs it from you. He opens the envelope, pulling out the note.
âTo be more menacingâ is written on pink stationary, a sticker falling from the paper. He picks it up, a smile on his face as he turns the sticker in his fingers, the cartoon goose with a knife in his mouth looking back at you.
His smile is captivating in the harsh lighting of the library, the LEDs making his skin several shades too light.
But it made his smile all the more blinding.Â
âThank you,â he slips the sticker into his jacket pocket, sliding into the seat across from you.
He pulled out his laptop, his bag neat and tidy, a far cry from Cassianâs paper cluttered bag. You go back to reviewing your notes, as Azriel begins typing on his computer. The silence is comfortable between you two, and as you feel it start to settle, Azrielâs foot grazes your own, sticking itself between your crossed ankles.Â
You peer at him across the table, but his tortoiseshell glasses donât move towards you, his computer screen reflecting through them to show he was working on some form of coding you had no desire to understand. You smile back down to your books, trying to get all your work finished before Friday, the six of you spending the weekend at Rhysâs dadâs lake house.Â
Cassian had been moaning and groaning for several weeks about wanting to go to the lake, but Rhysâs dad was having renovations done on the house and on the private dock until roughly two weeks ago. Since its completion, Cassian has been relentless, worming the word âlakeâ into every conversation heâs had, not being very subtle about what he wanted.
Every morning he texted your group chat about his âcornfLAKEsâ or about how he just loves âsnowfLAKEsâ. He had just run out of words two days ago and now resorted to making up words that had âlakeâ in them. Rhys immediately texted everyone to âplease for the love of my sanity, be available this weekend or else Iâm petitioning we murder Cassianâ.Â
None of you wanted to be stuck doing any kind of work this weekend - Cassian and Azriel already had the weekend off, Mor and Feyre were free, and your plans revolved around the work and the man in front of you. All of you were desperate to finish any work that was due on Monday before the six of you left.
âSo this weekend.â
He holds up a finger, typing furiously before he stops, looking up at you. He closes his laptop slightly, pushing it away from himself.Â
âThis weekend.â
You put your chin in your hands, looking at his tan face. You loved seeing him wear his glasses - they made him look so endearing and soft. âAre we um going to tell anyone before we go? Besides Mor, obviously.â
You had texted Mor at some point during the second or third movie, asking her if she had mentioned your date to anyone. She had said no and that sheâd be willing to keep it that way if you remembered to thank her profusely for âsetting you up on the best date of your lifeâ.Â
You had agreed, but now this left you with a bit of a dilemma - when do you tell everyone? Does he want to tell everyone?
âYou donât understand how annoying they can get when it comes to my love life.â
You giggled, certain you could figure it out based on how nosey and meddling Cassian was.Â
He clears his throat, âbesides Iâd like to figure things out with you before they know. I donât want them to scare you off.â
You laughed, âI walked in on Cassian trimming his toenails the other night. I think anything worse than that violates the Geneva convention.â
His smile is bright as he watches you giggle at your own joke. âHow about this,â his hands move across the table, laying them palm up so you can sit yours into them. Your fingers lightly trace the lines on his palms as his voice picks up again. âIâll take you out for lunch tomorrow, and it will be the official end of things⊠until we get back.â
You raise your brows, but heâs not finished. âObviously, not really the end of things. But just.. Weâll come back from lunch as the people we were last week. Before mini golf.â
Your voice is a bit unsteady as you ask, âdo you want to stay those people? The before mini golf versions of ourselves?â
âNo.â His reply is fast, voice full of conviction.
âYouâre not just saying this because Rhysâs lake house has a hot housekeeper, are you?â
He blows out his lips, laughing at your waggling eyebrows, âSonyaâs been about eighty years old for the past fifteen years.â His fingers quickly snatch yours, holding them tightly. âSo sheâs perfect for me.â
You throw your head back, about to laugh, but he pulls your fingers forward, bringing you in for a soft kiss you canât help but giggle through.
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be our guest
DWBD AU. When Diavolo comes over to the House of Lamentation for dinner, the demon brothers realize it would be a perfect opportunity for you to expose their horrible treatment of you.
DWBD AU masterlist here.
"Don't you dare," Lucifer pointed directly at you, causing your foot to hover just above the threshold, "take one step further."
You didn't know how he caught you trying to enter the kitchen while his attention was focused on Beel. Maybe he really did have eyes in the back of his head. "I don't mind helpingâ"
"We got this, so scram!" Mammon yelled from behind the stove. Black smoke was already wafting out from his pot.
You knew Lord Diavolo coming over for dinner would be a big deal, but you didn't think it'd be this big. The prince wanting to eat human world food wasn't too surprising; trying different cuisines was part of cultural exchange after all, and it made sense to host the meal on your home turf, so to speak.
The Avatars didn't take the news well, however. You thought they'd be thrilled to have the opportunity to enjoy your cooking again, but instead of leaving all the work to you as you'd expected, they demanded detailed step-by-step instructions for whatever dishes you were planning to make and told you to stay out of the kitchen. At most, you would be allowed to take on a supervisory role, but with Lucifer refusing to even let you in past the doorway, there was only so much you could do.
"Psst, hey!" You glanced towards the nearby window to see No. 2 waving at you cheerfully. "Can you open the front door? I have reinforcements!"
To your surprise, reinforcements came in the form of seven little D's and the Lord of Time himself.
"Good afternoon. How are the preparations for tonight's meal coming along?" At Barbatos' signal, the little D's scurried into the house carrying baskets of fresh groceries.
"I've been banned from the kitchen, for some reason," you admitted, wincing when you heard Asmo's shrill scream and a loud crash. "âŠI don't think they're doing too well though."
"That won't do. My Lord sent me ahead specifically to ensure dinner goes smoothly." Barbatos rubbed his chin and hummed. "If the little D's and I were to assist you, would the preparations be completed in time?"
"Sure thing! It won't be the first time I've had to cook for such a large group, but I'll take all the help I can get!"
"Wonderful, I'll be with you in just a moment. Please excuse me."
A blink, and Barbatos was gone.
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Things were spiraling out of control.
Mammon and Levi kept fighting over the utensils and recipes. At some point, the steps you had painstakingly written down got drenched and became illegible, forcing them to improvise.
Beel insisted on taste testing everything, taking bite after bite until plates and bowls were scraped clean. Belphie was there to keep his twin in check, but mostly ended up dozing under the counter.
Asmo refused to risk chipping his nails doing menial work and was backseat cooking behind Satan, who started burning more food out of sheer irritation. Several pots and pans had already become dented beyond repair.
Lucifer made a valiant attempt to manage his brothers, but to no avail. Even if he wasn't constantly undermining you when you tried to give instructions from the doorway, he kept trying to take over the individual tasks, insisting he could do them better. This dinner was going to make or break the exchange program and everything had to be absolutely perfect orâ
"Gentlemen," was the only warning before a blur shot through the kitchen, knocking everyone off their feet and forcibly throwing them all out. Barbatos stood over the resultant pile of limbs and dusted his gloved hands with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "We'll take over from here."
Lucifer tried to rise to his feet. "Butâ"
"Do set the table in the meantime. I trust even that should be within your capabilities?"
The butler's tone practically threatened a surprise house inspection if they didn't comply. Effectively cowed at that point, the brothers obeyed.
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Lord Diavolo's laughter echoed all the way into the kitchen, and you grinned to yourself as his generous compliments reached your ears.
"Are you sure you don't want to join them? We can handle the rest in here," No. 2 asked.
"Nah, I'm good. I'll probably feel super out of place there anyway." You added another heap of ingredients into the boiling pot. "Did you remember to remove my plate from the table?"
"I did!" No. 5 piped up. "Did I do a good job?"
"Aww, yes you did!"
"Yayyy~!"
"Do not forget that you are our guest too, in this realm." Barbatos spoke up softly, and all the chatter from the little D's immediately fell silent. "From the way you're avoiding dining with the Avatars, it's clear we've been remiss in our hospitality."
Of course Barbatos would see through your act. After all, his own placid smile hid secrets you couldn't even begin to imagine. "Really, it's fine! I'm used to it by now. Besides, someone's gotta keep the food coming, and you guys are technically the guests here soâŠ"
The corners of the butler's lips twitched upwards. "Touché. In that case, I will personally see to it that you are rewarded for your hard work tonight. Why don't you begin by telling me your favorite pastries?"
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Despite your exhaustion, you stood at attention when Lord Diavolo shook your hand at the end of the meal, thanking you for serving up such a scrumptious dinner. Your smile was genuine as you waved him goodbye at the front door, and you only allowed it to drop once all the castle's residents have left through a portal.
Behind you, the brothers were sweating bullets as they watched you lower your hand and just stand there, staring into the distance while their minds raced.
Did you say anything to Barbatos while you had him alone? It would have been a golden opportunity for you to air your many grievances to him; half the things the brothers had done to you would have easily seen them thrown into the royal dungeons for being such poor hosts.
You had never dared to approach Lord Diavolo yourself in spite of his friendly demeanor, partially due to Lucifer's many reminders about knowing your place. But he never expected the prince to come to you instead, and so he had rallied his brothers to ensure you wouldn't have to lift a finger tonight, a last ditch effort to persuade you to hold your tongue. So much for that plan.
"We're sorryâŠ" Beel said quietly once all of you had gone back inside. All the satisfaction from eating your cooking had faded away after seeing you emerge from the kitchen completely wiped out. He didn't need his Sin to tell you hadn't eaten anything all night.
"No you're not." The words came out before you could stop yourself. You were more tired than you thought, and your brain-to-mouth filter just wasn't working anymore. "If you were, you'd do better. All of you. But I guess that was too much to ask for."
The atmosphere around the brothers was heavy with shame and guilt. They really screwed up, didn't they? Asmo attempted to steer you towards your room. "Why don't you go and rest while we clean upâ"
"The dishes are already done. The little D's took care of thatâ"
"How about some cup noodles then?" Mammon suggested loudly. "C'mon, ya must be hungryâ"
"I'm not feeling like instant food at the momentâ"
The doorbell rang all of a sudden, freezing everybody in place. No one dared to move for fear of finding Diavolo on the other side, as unlikely as that was. But there was only one way to find out who was calling on them at this hour.
"Yo," Vorgo greeted you with a lazy salute when you opened the door. "Hope this isn't a bad time. Is the coast clear?"
"You're good. Lord Diavolo already left." Just the sight of your friend was enough to lift your spirits, and you found yourself smiling at them easily. "What's up?"
"Special delivery." The lesser demon held up several containers of food. "Figured you'd be run ragged tonight, so I thought you could use a pick-me-up. I made that casserole you like, plus a few other thingsâ"
"I love you," you blurted out before slapping a hand over your mouth.
Vorgo looked a little taken aback but recovered quickly with a laugh and flushed cheeks. "You're most welcome! Get some rest and I'll see you in class, okay?"
The smell of warm, homemade food was making your empty stomach roar loud enough to rival Beel, but you were past caring at this point. You bid Vorgo farewell and prepared to retreat to your room for some well-earned downtime.
"âŠWhy didn't you say anything to Diavolo, or Barbatos for that matter?" Satan asked just as you were about to ascend the stairs. They hadn't mentioned a word about your treatment before they departed, seemingly none the wiser about how much you had suffered under the brothers' care. "You would have gotten everything you deserved, and yetâŠ"
"I didn't think they'd care, to be honest," you shrugged. They were royalty after all, while you were just some human, and the brothers' behavior could easily be written off as demons being demons. "Even if they did, they probably wouldn't believe me."
Nobody told you Diavolo was a walking lie detector. Even if you had decided to spare them, he would have found out eventually, and then you would come to realize just how much he truly valued your well-being in his kingdom.
Lucifer sighed once you had left. "Belphie, make sureâ"
"Deep sleep, no dreams. I got it."
"Leviâ"
"I've got manga to catch up on so you won't hear a peep from my room."
Beel offered to make you breakfast the next morning, and Asmo whipped out his D.D.D. to book you an appointment for a manicure. Goodness knows you could use one after putting your hands through the wringer tonight.
Mammon was preparing a list of groceries to stock up in the kitchen while Satan volunteered to cover your lesson notes and homework for the next few days.
"Of course, that goes without question." Lucifer nodded when Satan gave him a pointed look. He would personally ensure that you had the rest of the week off from RAD. After your performance tonight, he doubted Diavolo would object to the idea.
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it's very bad no good cupcake baking time for the hotel crew (save them) (charlie did you think this throu-) (NO)
Charlie: âI have! The most brilliant plan for a group bonding activity!â
Angel Dust: âOooh~ Bondinâ or bond-â
Vaggie: âYou live here for free.â
Angel Dust: âBuy my silence, Vaggity Fair, causeâ it sure ainât free.â
Vaggie: (groans) (slips him a twenty) âGo on babe, whatâs the mission statement?â
Charlie: âWe should all bake CUPCAKES together!!â
Hotel Crew: "......"
Husk: ââŠWhy.â
Charlie: âBeeeecaaaause itâd be so SWEET!â
Vaggie: âAnd you also live here for free.â
Husk: âNot of my own free will I donât.â
Charlie: âAw câmon Husk, please? Baking is probably KINDA like drink mixing, right?â
Husk: âItâs not.â
Vaggie: (SIGHS) (slips him a twenty)
Husk: âIâve got cooking sherry around here somewhere, I think.â
Alastor: âHow thrilling! Extreme heat sources, flammable liquids, and so many little bottles and vials that couldnât possibly get mix up with anything in the pest control cabinet!â
Niffty: âHee hee heeâŠ. Rat poison~â
Vaggie: âTwenty bucks and you LOCK that cabinet, okay?â
Niffty: âThirty and a new knife set!â
Vaggie: (has given up) âFine.â
Niffty: âOKAY!â
Charlie: âWe need to go shopping anyway. Weâll need flour and sugar and uhhhh flavory things of some kind probably and um, those little paper thingies- the cup cake⊠skirts?â
Alastor: âGlad to see how prepared our intrepid leader is for this marvelous expedition!â
Charlie: âCup cake⊠dolliesâŠ?â
Vaggie: âIâll handle it. You remember how to pre-heat the oven?â
Charlie: âNOT with actual fire!â
Alastor: âAww.â
Angel Dust: (handing back the twenty) âI want a new pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs. Mine broke~â
Vaggie: âI donât want to know.â
Husk: (handing his twenty back too) âBeer.â
Vaggie: âBeer? You run the hotel BAR.â
Husk: âWhat, you think I nip stuff under the table at work?â
Alastor: âOh there isnât much thought needed when it comes to you, Iâm afraid.â
Husk: âYou think I LIKE that I do that? Thatâs the stupid hotelâs shit, canât relax sneaking shots that arenât mine, racking up a tab like that. This beer is gonna be only for me.â
Charlie: âHuskâŠâ
Vaggie: âGreat whatever, guilt free beer for the alcoholic.â
Alastor: âHow touching. And I require-â
Vaggie: âWhat YOU need is a-â
Charlie: âHappy place!â
Vaggie: â-which Iâm not picking up for you. Iâll get more cleaning supplies too while Iâm at it.â
Charlie: âMore? Vaggie, have some faith! Weâre all adults here! Itâs not gonna be THAT messy. We just need to measure things, maybe chop some stuff up first-â
Niffty: âKNIVES.â
Charlie: â-put all in a- blender-? A blender would work for mixing, right? Then pour the batter in the things and into the oven! Which I WILL remember to preheat this time. Without fire.â
Vaggie: âGood point.â
Charlie: âSee!â
Vaggie: âWe should stock up on first aid stuff too.â
Charlie: (pouting) âWeâll talk about it on the way.â
Vaggie: âSweetie, thanks for wanting to help carry groceries, but I really think we need to divide and conquer here.â
Charlie: âHuh?â
Vaggie: âHusk is already halfway to the wine cellar.â
Charlie: âHe wh- Husk wait! You canât help make friendship cupcakes if youâre blackout drunk!â
Angel Dust: âToots thatâs the whole idea.â
Vaggie: âFifty bucks if heâs still conscious when I get back. Iâll need him in the kitchen later if weâre gonna get through this alive.â
Angel Dust: âSpend it on gettingâ him a really NICE beer and youâve gotta deal.â
Vaggie: (eye twitch) âWhy is all my money turning into drugs and sex toys?â
Niffty: âAnd KNIVES!â
Vaggie: âThe one silver liningâŠâ
Alastor: âYou know, if you wonât extend simple shopping list courtesies to me, then I suppose I shall have to go shopping myself as well.â
Vaggie: âKeep your shopping on the other side of town from me or Iâm coming home with a flat screen tv.â
Alastor: (annoyed channel switch sound) ââŠ.Noted!â
â LATER â
Hotel Crew: ââŠâŠâŠâŠ.â
Oven: (DING)
Vaggie: ââŠâ
Vaggie: ââŠ.cupcakes are done.â
Charlie: âOh yay. Whoo. Hoo.â
Hotel Crew: ââŠâŠ.â
Vaggie: âIf no one takes them out theyâre gonna burn.â
Angel Dust: âLet âem.â
Husk: âLittle fuckers deserve to fry.â
Charlie: (exhausted) âNo one deserves to burn for all eternity.â
Niffty: âYeah! I wanna RIP THEM APART and STAB THE CRUMBS.â
Alastor: âWell thatâs two votes for burning and two for rescuing, to a certain extent. I myself would like to try out these DARLING cupcake toppers that I found while out doing my shopping completely alone.â
Vaggie: âOh my girlfriendâs dad shut up. You wonât die just because no one was listening to you for ten minutes.â
Alastor: âIn any case, that makes three for rescue and two for burn, with you as the undecided vote, Vaggie. Choose wisely~!â
Vaggie: (sighing) âSomeone hand me the oven mitts.â
Husk: âTheyâre in the fucking blender.â
Angel Dust: âWhatâs left of âem.â
Vaggie: âFine. Someone move the pile of dirty dishes off Charlie so SHE can be our oven mitts.â
Charlie: âItâs so peaceful under hereâŠâ
Vaggie: âThe friendship cupcakes are dying, babe.â
Charlie: âUggghHHHHHH âkay. Coming.â
Angel Dust âThatâs what she sa-â
Vaggie: âKNIVES.â
Angel Dust â-cough cough cough! I didnât say nothinâ, I got a piece of walnut shell stuck in my throat!â
Alastor: âUsual night for you then, hmm?â
Husk: âWho the fuck put in walnuts?â
Vaggie: âWho cares. If they shelled them then itâs at least better than the coconut thing.â
Charlie: âDid we add anything that wasnât nut related?â
Vaggie: âUhhh.â
Angel Dust âNope!â
Husk: âIs that the only thing you were keeping track of.â
Angel Dust âHey I know my strengths and Iâm sticknâ to âem!â
Charlie: âSpeaking of strength and sticking⊠umâŠâ
Hotel Crew: ââŠâŠâŠ.â
Charlie: âTheyâre bubbling.â
Vaggie: âYeah.â
Charlie: âOr, breathing?â
Vaggie: âYeahâŠâ
Charlie: âIs that normal? It feels kinda⊠not normal.â
Vaggie: âItâs. Impressive.â
Niftty: âTheyâre ALIVE!â (knife) âFor now.â
Charlie: âWell I guess we shouldnât REALLY judge them until weâve actually seen what they taste like-â
Angel Dust âNot it!â
Husk: âFuck no.â
Alastor: âIâm terribly afraid that I am on a diet.â
Vaggie: âYou eat rotting deer carcasses.â
Alastor: âAnd THEY arenât still moving when I chow in, ha ha!â
Charlie: âOkay well, I guess Iâll justâŠâ
Vaggie: âWait. Youâre probably immune to half the stuff thatâd kill us.â
Charlie: âRight, so I should-â
Vaggie: âYouâre not a good example of what happens when a non-demon princess person eats these, sweetie. If wanna test for uh, quality control, it shouldnât be with you.â
Hotel Crew: ââŠ..â
Vaggie: ââŠ.hand me a cupcake.â
Husk: (edges out of the splash zone)
Charlie: âYou donât have to do this.â
Angel Dust: âBut you totally should! After I get my phone out though, hold on a sec-â
Vaggie: âIâm standing right in front of Radio Head over here so donât even THINK about recording this.â
Alastor: âAww my dear little angel-â
Charlie: âAlastor.â (calm smile) (horns out) âHer name is Vaggie.â
Alastor: â-Vaggie, yes, I would almost be willing to make an exception to my own morals for you.â (grins at angel dust) âAlmost.â
Angel Dust: (lowering his phone) âI was jusâ takinâ a selfie. You know. Since Iâm covered in sticky white shit anyway.â
Husk: âThis fucking sucks.â (shakes his paws)
Vaggie: âNo. THIS does.â
Vaggie: (bites cupcake)
Hotel Crew: ââŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ..â
Vaggie: ââŠ.hm.â
Hotel Crew: (STEPS BACK)
Vaggie: âItâs⊠well itâs kindaâŠâ
Charlie: (cringing) âBreak up worthy??â
Niffty: âPAINFUL?â
Vaggie: âItâs.. Fruity..?â
Hotel Crew: (stares at still moving cupcakes)
Angel Dust: âNo. Fuckinâ. Way.â
Husk: âSince the fuck WHEN did they have fruit in them?â
Angel Dust: âThey didnât! I swear I checked!â
Charlie: âAre they, um, edible?â
Vaggie: âWell I wouldnât sign them up for a baking competition but Iâm not dying either, so.â
Charlie: (excited) âSo we did it? We all made actual cupcakes together?â
Vaggie: (smiling) âWe did it. Mission cupcake completed.â
Charlie: âHAHA YUS!â (fist pump) âFRIENDSHIP POWERRRRRRR!!!!â
Alastor: âNow now now, no cupcake is fully complete without a lovely floral topper!â
Angel Dust: âAinât THAT the truth~â
Alastor: âWhich I bought. Alone. Without any second opinion to rely on.â
Vaggie: (rolls eye)
Charlie: âAnd theyâre so cute! Thank you Alastor- you picked wonderfully. Everyone, get decorating!â
Niffty: (drooping) âNo stabbing?â
Vaggie: âYou can poke âem each with a knife to check that theyâre done.â
Niffty: âHEHEHEH.â
Vaggie: âPoke them with the knife ONCE Niffty- hey- NO- donât leave it inside-â
Angel Dust: âThatâs what-â
Husk: âWill be on your gravestone if she fucking hears you.â
Charlie: âAwww~ Now theyâre adorable AND delicious!â
Husk: âDonât.â
Angel Dust: âI didnât say nothinâ!â
Vaggie: âI actually kinda wish youâd go back to sex jokes instead of whatever youâre doing to that cupcakeâ
Angel Dust: âThereâs more than one kind of oral performance in the world~â
Vaggie: âSay that and then look at what Nifftyâs doing to her cupcake.â
Husk: âUnholy fucking shit!!â
Niffty: (GLEEFUL CACKLING)
Charlie: âOkay well, we clearly each have our own⊠unique ways of enjoying these cupcakes. Some more uh, graphic and concerning than others-â
Angel Dust: âWhy the fuck are the insides RED like that?! Who put in red dye???â
Charlie: â-but the point is we all came together to make these sweets! Which. Taste like strawberries?â
Vaggie: âI didnât buy strawberries.â
Charlie: âA-at least it and the redness go with the rose themed toppers!â
Angel Dust: âYeah, I mean, is it weird that out of this whole maybe-living cupcake thing, the professional spun sugar parts are the ones with the funkiest taste to âem?â
Vaggie: ââŠ.â
Vaggie: âAlastor. Where the fuck did you buy the rose themed cupcake toppers.â
Alastor: âHmm? Does my private, SOLITARY shopping FINALLY interest you?â
Vaggie: âWhere you literally on the other side of Pentagram City from me.â
Alastor: âI do believe that is what you requested, and I, being a proper gentleman even to someone who might be considered a less than proper lady, was only too happy to oblige!â
Charlie: âVaggie are you okay? Youâre looking kinda pale.â
Vaggie: âIâm.â
Vaggie: âAlastor did you get these rose themed toppers-"
Vaggie: "-in Cannibal Town?â
Angel Dust: âWHAT THE FUCK!?â
Alastor: âI did.â
Angel Dust: âFUCK!!!â
Husk: (hairball noise)
Charlie: âOh no.â
Alastor: âDear Rosie gave me quite the discount. Wasnât that sweet of her?â
Charlie: âOh. Nooooooooo-â
Alastor: âI think it utterly darling of her~â
Niffty: âAlastor, hey hey!â
Alastor: âYes, murder of my eye?â
Niffty: âI stabbed my cupcake topper heheheh WHO did I just stab????â
Charlie: âNOOOOOO-â
Alastor: âI believe it was an unsatisfactory husband by the name of Bill.â
Niffty: (grinning) âA BAD boy?â
Alastor: âNot bad enough to escape Rosieâs Emporium intact but yes, in a manner of speaking.â
Niffty: âOooh.â
Niffty: (snatches up another cupcake and hugs it) âFor my collection.â
Charlie: âGAAAHM NOT HEARING THIS! I DIDNâT HEAR IT!â
Angel Dust: âGREAT CAN YA MAKE IT SOâS I DIDNâT EAT ANY OF IT EITHER!??!â
Alastor: âNot to your tastes, Angel Dust? And here I though you enjoyed have strange men in your mouth.â
Charlie: âDO WE KNOW HIS ADDRESS SO I CAN SEND AN APOLOGY LETTER???â
Alastor: âI suppose his business card might still be in the hand Rose tore off him-â
Charlie: âAAAAAGH!â
Vaggie: âHostia. You really canât not be the center of attention for five minutes can you.â
Alastor: âI can, truly I can and very happily! It seems however that YOU cannot withstand the consequences of your own, short-sighted actions.â
Charlie: âUm guys-â
Vaggie: âOh yeah? Youâre not the only monster here, dumbass.â
Charlie: âWeâre getting a little off topic-â
Alastor: "But as I am the only one not mired in glorious self-pity, certainly I am the most impressive specimen here.â
Charlie: âOkay this is going a bit-â
Vaggie: âImpressive HA! Fuck your empty grin and your stupid suits. Youâre not even the one with the highest body count.â
Angel Dust: âAre we talkinâ sex stuff orrr-?â
Vaggie: (takes topper off her cupcake and pops it in her mouth)
Hotel Crew: ââŠâŠâŠâ
Vaggie: âWhat?â
Charlie: âVaggie, um. Person.â (points) âPerson food.â
Vaggie: âSweetie, you know how murder crazy exorcist are. You really never thought we didnât lick a little blood off our weapons now and then, to feel extra badass about slaughtering people sometimes?â
Charlie: (dazed) âIâm thinking about it now.â (covers cheeks)
Niffty: âBLOOD!â
Angel Dust: âOh ew. Oh you're getting off on that- Oh thatâs just-â
Charlie: âPart of her past, a thing EVERYONE has.â
Angel Dust: âBLEH.â
Husk: âAlso step one to seeing her shitfaced.â
Charlie: âHa haaaâŠâ (claps hands) âOkay everyone- thatâs a wrap on todayâs bonding activities! I uh, I think we can save the clean up until weâve all recovered from the actual cupcakes a bit, right Vaggie?â
Vaggie: (shrug) âWhatever.â
Husk: âAbout damn time.â (sighs) (walks out) âIâll get the fucking vodka.â
Niffty: "HEE HEE." (carrying cupcake over her head) "TO THE COLLECTION!"
Angel Dust: âHold up baby! I wanna get shitfaced too after this!â
Charlie: âWell I think itâs all very interesting! Angel stuff is interesting, isnât it Alastor?â
Alastor: âYes. Quite.â
Vaggie: âUh-huh.â (slumps and drops cupcake) âBill tastes boring as hell, by the way, maybe let Rosie know before she sells anymore of these.â
Charlie: âOh? Maybe THATâS why she gave such a steep discount?â
Alastor: âPerhaps.â
Charlie: âAwww cheer up Alastor. You can bring her some of our cupcakes as a thank you, now that we uh, weâve um, had our fill of them already.â
Alastor: âHmph.â
Vaggie: âThink Iâll head up now.â
Alastor: âWhile grabbing a drink along way, hmm?â
Vaggie: âYeah. Why not.â
Charlie: âVaggie-â (catches her hand) (squeezes) â-grab one for me, too? Iâll be right behind you.â
Vaggie: ââŠwine from the cellar then, huh?â
Charlie: âIâm having whatever youâre having.â
Vaggie: âSweetie, you hate the shit I drink.â (small smile) âIâll get us something from the cellar. Meet you up there.â
Charlie: âIn a heartbeat.â
Charlie: ââŠ.â
Charlie: âAlastor.â
Alastor: âOh donât scold me for her baggage, dear, I donât make her carry it.â
Charlie: âIâm not scolding. I just- I get that you have this whole-â (air quotes) â-annoying big brother who hates being ignored thing going on with Vaggie, and while it IS kinda sweet-â
Alastor: (microphone feedback) âExcuse me?â
Charlie: âCould you turn it down a tiny bit when it comes the exorcist stuff?â
Alastor: âI do not-â
Charlie: âI know I know you donât mean to make her all droopy like this, itâs boring for you, totally a killjoy-â
Alastor: âThere is NOTHING enjoyable about that woman!â
Charlie: â-So maaaaaaybe back off a little when things get too serious?â
Alastor: âNO!â
Charlie: âThink about it okay?â (pats his shoulder) âAnyway, thanks for sticking around for the friendship cupcakes, see you at the next hotel bonding session, Dadastor!â
Alastor: âAt the next-â
Alastor: ââŠâŠâŠâ
Alastor: (hissing) âDADastor!?â
#hazbin hotel#charlie morningstar#vaggie#chaggie#alastor the radio demon#angel dust hazbin hotel#husk hazbin hotel#niffty hazbin hotel#incorrect quotes#WHATEVER WHATEVER#it just happened whatever setting it free#do not know enough about baking to show it going wrong#/have/ made breathing cupcakes before
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Some random headcanons about what it would be like to date Enzo and a little imagine with him. I haven't wrote anything in ages so apologies if this is shite. Please no hate but let me know if you like this etc. I am always welcome to feedback/ thoughts/ comments/ concerns. Sorry in advance for grammar and spelling and punctuation
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(THIS MANS JAWLINE IS MORE STRUCTURED THAN MY LIFE)
*Disclaimer: This is my own work and my own self-indulgent ideas, none of this is based in reality. And warnings for making out etc, nothing too explicit (PG-13)
âšïž There is no way you ever have to carry your own bag. This man is rushing in to help you. Whether that's your handbag on date night or all of the shopping bags after your weekly grocery shop run. And yes, he refuses to make 2 trips to the car.
âšïž Speaking of weekly shops runs, Enzo is that boyfriend who always pushes the trolley/ cart.
âšïž Matching Adidas trackies. Never quite knowing whose joggers/ t shirts/ jackets that belonged to.
âšïž Wearing his boxers after sex to go down and make a fresh batch of coffee.
âšïž Is always entertaining you with unusual facts and information about Uruguay and is keen for you to learn and embrace his culture and he is keen to learn more about yours.
âšïž Matching your nail varnish to his bow tie/ tie/ shirt colour etc.
âšïž Midnight beach walks where you tell eachother all your hopes and dreams and desires, all the 'deep stuff' you feel you can't tell eachother when it's daylight as it seems to real.
âšïž This man can dance. He has so much natural rhythm and is such a natural. He'll always be the first one up on the dance floor at parties and cast parties and would much rather spend the time on the dance floor with you rather than talking. Also at home will put on whatever dance music he wants and will just start dancing with you.
âšïž Dressing up as Kylo Ren and Rey for Halloween. "Well I mean... I think we should go as them, it would look good" "Fine"
A Perfect Day
You went to open the fridge to find the pouring cream for your iced coffees but were distracted by the note attached to the front, wrote in Enzo's beautiful cursive handwriting. You smiled to yourself as you read it. He always left the most beautiful love notes and this one was no exception. It simply read "You're my happy place". You took the note off the fridge and folded it neatly and placed it in your dressing gown pocket. You were saving them all, for what you weren't sure, but you pictured a future for you and enzo, maybe one day sticking all the notes down into a scrap book and passing it onto your daughter. To show her how much she should be loved by another. You smiled at the thought and opened the fridge, finally, to find the pouring cream. After Enzo had finished filming, touring and surving the awards season the two of you finally had some time and moved in together. The first thing he had done was gone out and found the most fanciest coffee machine. You guys hadn't even bought a bed yet at that point. You finished making your drinks and went back upstairs. Enzo was sat up in bed, shirtless.
"Well damn, it's hot this morning." You laughed as you sat back in bed next to him, being careful not to spill anything. "Here my angel." You passed him the iced coffee. He carefully took it from you and took that first heavenly sip.
"Hmm, perfecto." He said closing his eyes with a satisfied smile on his face. "I do not know how I survived without having you around, only you can make my coffee right."
"I'm sure there is someone else who could, I could always teach them, it's not too hard. There aren't any crazy secret ingredients." You replied "I just make it with love, I think that's why it's so good." Enzo leaned over and kissed you. "I love you so much, mi amor." He said as he took your hand. "What would you like to do today?"
"We need to go shopping to get a couple things and I was thinking maybe we could have a go at making our own pizzas for dinner?" You suggested, admiring him.
"You always have the best ideas, I have a couple more things to add to the list so please don't let me forget my love." Enzo said as he got out of bed. It would never get old seeing how beautiful he was. It was like he had been sculpted by the world's most incredible artist whose attention to detail no one was able to match. You felt so lucky to not only be with one so handsome but to also have discovered someone with a soul that was equally as beautiful. Enzo gave all of his love and time to you. He was always there, his strength and resilience gave you strength. He was so honoured and humbled to have been given such an important role in the film and the sincerity in which he handled his part was inspiring to you. He never got angry when you would call him in the middle of the night due to the time differences or when he had come home to see that you had used his entire bottle of his most expensive cologne. You had missed him a lot while he was away filming so decided one night to spray a little of it on to the pillow next to you, then a little onto your wrist; just to make it seem like he was there with you, however next thing you knew you'd unintentionally sprayed the entire bottle around the house and it was now empty. Enzo found it to be a most romantic gesture and when he left again to complete filming took a pot of your lip balm to apply each night so it could feel like you'd just kissed him. You heard the shower turn on and got up from the bed again to decide what to wear for today. It was a simple errand day so you grabbed a pair of Adidas joggers and a black long sleeved top.
"Wow, you look so beautiful." He said staring at you.
"What? These?" You laughed. "It's a step up from pajamas."
"You look perfect, I love it so much I will also wear mine." He said as he began looking in the wardrobe.
"Maybe one day you could surprise everyone and wear Nike." You laughed. You admired him once again as he got dressed and then you both finished your coffees. Ofcourse Enzo insisted on driving and you sat in the passenger seat and played DJ. Enzo was a cautious driver, especially whilst you were in the car. He could never understand men who drove dangerously to try and impress their partners. How could he risk your life? He couldn't live with himself if anything happened to you, especially if he was the cause of it. You thought is was sweet how he was always so gentle and careful with you. He parked up outside the supermarket.
"I can get my door." You said quickly, opening it as soon as he turned off the ignition. A few times Enzo had managed to run around to open your car door whilst you rummaged around for your handbag or wallet. He was always the gentleman.
"You know I love opening it for you." He said sweetly as he linked his hand with yours. "I'll push the cart."
"I wasn't even going to try." You laughed. Enzo had to push the trolley. He just had to, it wasn't an option for you ever. It made him feel helpful and supportive. You took the list out of your pocket as you walked in with him and began looking down the aisles.
"We have to get these crisps, you'll love them." You said, standing on your tip toes.
"I got it baby." Enzo said, barely having to extend his arm to grab the pack. There were times when his height came in handy and this was certainly one of them. One time the two of you had a fight that had started off as a result of something so small and petty and then seemingly didn't stop and just kept getting worse and worse. It was the first night the two of you went to bed without apologies or saying how much you loved one another. The next day you didn't say a word to him, you'd returned from work and Enzo had moved all of your favourite snacks and drinks to the top shelves so you had no choice but to talk to him.
"And can you get those ones as well, my love. That flavour looks good too." You said pointing to the packet next to it.
"Anything for you." He said, grabbing everything you asked for. You carried on walking through the supermarket getting everything you needed to make pizza later.
"I'll get this." You said, putting your card on the card reader first.
"No, no!" Enzo insisted. "Baby, we talked about this".
"I'll pay." You said "It's fine honey". Enzo muttered in Spanish about how he should be the one paying. The two of you walked back to the car and together loaded the shopping into the back of the car and drove back.
"Are you going to let me carry any of the shopping?" You asked.
"Not a chance." Enzo laughed and leaned over to kiss you. You kissed him back and gently tugged on the back of his hair to be able to kiss down his beautifully structured jawline.
"I love you so much." You said, between kisses.
"I love you so much more." He said. He kissed the tip of your nose and rested his forehead against yours. His soft eyelashes gently brushing your skin. "I got the shopping, don't worry." You got out of the car and opened the door for him. Enzo grabbed all the bags and followed you in.
"Baby, one day all the bags are going to break and I don't know what you will do." You said as you began putting everything away. "Leave the pizza ingredients out, my love."
"Anything for you, I will cut mine in to a heart shape." He said, doing as you asked him. You smiled at him.
"I might try and do a star or something, I don't know." You said. "Maybe the shape of a coffee bean."
"You know me so well." He said smiling as the last of the shopping was put away. The sun was beginning to set and the sky was turning a beautiful pink colour. You went out onto the balcony and looked out. The view was beautiful, just like your life now. You heard the doors slide open and Enzo stepped outside. You continued to look out as you felt his strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer. He kissed your neck gingerly taking in the smell of your perfume and moisturiser. The two of you fitting together perfectly, the final missing piece of the jigsaw to your life.
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imagine how insufferable criston would be if his so was pregnant. she cant do anything. and he would be like maybe we should get married and she would be like why??? and he would be like we are having a baby and she would be like i dont think we should get married just bc we are having a baby??? and he would cry for a week. i like when pretty men suffer
On god he would be so annoying but also Iâm just having thots about it and theyâve been multiplying in my head like bacteria. âšPretty men sufferingâš
First of all heâs even more possessive bc not only youâre his but youâre carrying his baby
Like gotdamn canât even walk down the street without Criston putting his arm around you or having a hand on the small of your back and could HE STOP KISSING YOUR CHEEK WE GET IT
So then comes the whining about getting married. He simply doesnât get coexisting without a ring and you taking his last name. Criston def gets teary when youâre like no???? Like yâall already live together, sleep in the same bed, and youâre literally having criss priss baby
âI donât understand, donât you want a big ring, a dress? We never got a honeymoon.â You have to remind him that honeymoon ainât happening when thereâs a baby to be taken care of!!
Heâs def audibly sighing and huffing when heâs denied, again. Probably sobs in the shower bc the delusions are being CRUSHED
You think heâs kinda cute with red eyes and nose, his lips swollen. So Criston can get a pity blowie but first he has to be a mother hen and make sure you have a pillow on your knees and are comfy. Heâs adorable when he whines and trembles from your mouth.
Sometimes you have to slap him a little when heâs following you around the house just MaKiNg SuRe youâre okay. Literally you just want a bagel.
As you move along in the pregnancy babes gets A Little Feral. I lied heâs insatiable. The man loves your curves and baby weight, not to mention how big your tits are getting. God forbid youâre just standing around doing something because if Criston is around heâs coming up from behind, making a comment about how pretty you are all bred up with his baby.
That also means constant gropingâ he canât keep his hands off of you. Especially when Cristonâs fucking you on all fours, hand possessively splayed across your rounded belly. Heâs practically growling, âLook so fucking good for me, bred you up good didnât I? When you pop out our baby mâgonna put a ring on your finger and fuck another one in you.â Which you cum quite dramatically at that, his sheer desperation is hot, and his cock is nice. Cristonâs a sexy man. Delusional, but sexy.
The marriage talk is brought up againâŠpost-coital bliss? Not in that house. Cristonâs pouting, face shoved into your tits. He grumbles, âYouâll get it sooner or later. Iâm going to marry you.â
âYep baby, alright.â *cue more shower crying*
Also heâs ecstatic whether itâs a boy or girl like heâs just happy to be daddy coleđ„°
Oh god when your milk comes in Criston is your personal fucking pump. He doesnât think itâs funny when you ask him if he really likes milking cows this much. Your man is dead serious, âYouâre not a cow. Youâre perfect and pregnant and a goddess.â Okay go off king
But fr the fucking ramps up to a 10 in the third trimester that man is HORNY!!!!! He got in some trouble with you just mindlessly grabbing your ass at the grocery store. Dumbass had to walk around with a boner in the Walmart baby section
The day you go into labor heâs in full action mode. A true king. Look at him in he scrubs. Heâs probably ugly sobbing when youâre holding the babe for the first time. Itâs okay though youâre ugly sobbing too. Then the baby is ugly sobbing. Happily ever afterđ
No youâre still not marrying his dumbass either
#anon chats#hotd headcanons#criston cole imagine#ser criston cole x reader#criston cole x reader#hotd smut#I had A lot of Thoughts
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Community Service (pt.1)
Class 1A has gotten a bit cocky with all the pro hero work they've been doing. To reconnect with their local community, each pair of students must complete 50 hours of community service before the end of the semester. And as luck (or curse) would have it, you've been paired with Katsuki Bakugo.
"Community service?" Mineta whines as our project outlines are handed out. The neatly printed papers detail our upcoming group assignment, while murmurs of discontent spread through the room like wildfire.
"It makes sense," Todoroki replies. âLocals should see us helping out. Itâll help them see us as heroes, not just normal teenagers.â He glances around, noticing a few classmates exchanging skeptical looks and hushed comments about the project.
"I don't care about a bunch of stupid idiots who can't help their own damn selves," Bakugo mutters under his breath, slumping further back into his chair with his hands stuffed into his pockets. I pity whoever's partnered with him. Stifling a laugh, I refocus on our clearly annoyed teachers.
"The committee feels that you are forgetting the main reason for being a hero: maintaining harmony and peace," Professor Mic reverberates. A few eyes glance at Bakugo, making him sink even lower in his seat.
"This isnât a bad thing," Mr. Aizawa reassures us. "I've already assigned partners. Youâll need to follow the listed directions and get your papers stamped afterward. Take the rest of today to plan your volunteer options."
I glance down at my own paper, scanning the list of assigned partners. My eyes land on my name paired with Bakugo. Great. I look over at him; heâs still slumped in his chair with a scowl etched on his face.
Around the room, reactions are mixed. Midoriya is enthusiastically discussing the project with Iida, their heads already bent over their papers. Uraraka and Tsuyu exchange excited smiles, clearly happy to be working together. Meanwhile, Mineta groans loudly when he sees he's paired with Sero, who just shrugs.
"Looks like we're partners," I say, trying to stay positive.
"Just stay out of my way,"Â
"We need to work together if we want to get a good grade on this," I insist.
"Whatever."
Present Mic claps his hands to get our attention again. "A good day as a hero is carrying groceries for an elderly person. You shouldn't get used to saving the world every day."
With that, he dismisses us to start planning. Bakugo stands up abruptly, grabbing his backpack and pushing past me. I quickly grab my own bag and pull it over my shoulder, following him out the door, struggling to keep pace with his long strides.
"What kind of community service should we do?" I question, trying to engage him.
"I don't care," he snaps, not bothering to look back. "Just pick something and get it done."
"How about we go to the local animal shelter and walk dogs? I think I saw that on the list." I reach into my half-open bookbag and pull out the paperwork, trying to walk and read.
"Yeah, whatever," he says dismissively.
I slow my pace until I come to a stop. Bakugo doesnât even glance back; he just turns the corner and heads out the front doors. Why did Mr. Aizawa pair me with him? I question my teacher's thought process for the hundredth time.
Taking a deep breath, I force myself to refocus. Complaining won't change anything. Maybe Mr. Aizawa is testing me. Despite Bakugo's attitude, I know he can be a capable partner when he wants to be.
Just maybe, this could be an opportunity for both of us to grow.
#mha#my hero academia#mha x reader#katsuki bakugo#bakugou katsuki#bakugou x reader#fanfic#katsuki bakugou#mha bakugou#bakugo katsuki#class 1a#my hero academy fanfiction#enemies to friends to lovers
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đâKiss meâđ
Pairing : Kim Sunoo x youđ€
Genre : Fluff!:3 .. lowkey gets heated at the end tho idk what to call thisđż
Summary : Though itâs been 2 months since you started dating Sunoo, he still has a massive crush on you. All yâall ever did was hold hands, small pecks on the lips & cheeks and sometimes lean on each others shoulders. Even those things were enough to make Sunoo a blushing mess.
It was Sunoo's day off, and he surprised you by showing up at your apartment in the cutest pajamas.
You loved your boyfriend so much, he was so pure and sweet. You greeted him at the door with a hug, âsunoo! You didnât tell me you were coming!â You exclaimed, wrapped in his embrace. âI missed you.â He planted a small kiss on your forehead, earning a giggle from you. You noticed Sunoo carrying a bag of groceries. âWhat did you bring?â You asked, peering into the grocery bags. âOh I brought Mint chocolate chip Ice cream and some of your favorites.â He responded. âWanna watch some movies?â you suggested. Sunoo nodded in agreement and followed you to your room.
You chatted with your boyfriend in your room and caught up on small things that happened recently. You both sat on your bed away from each other.
To be honest, your boyfriend made you so shy. He was so pretty and perfect and you felt like you were just.. plain. Little did you know, Sunoo felt the same way. You made him so bubbly inside, he never felt that way before, so he didnât really know how to handle the overwhelming emotions he felt around you.
âWhat should we watch?â You asked, scrolling through movies. âYou pick.â Sunoo replied. âPick one! Iâm indecisiveâ you giggled. âOkay fine. Horror movie?â He suggested, a mischievous grin on his face. âYES!â You exclaimed excitedly. You scrolled through all the available movies and picked your favorite horror movie.
As the movie started, you and Sunoo maintained a comfortable distance from each other. Sunoo's reassuring presence was everything, but you couldn't help but wonder if your relationship would eventually embrace more physical closeness. His limited free time as an idol added an air of uncertainty, making you ponder the possibility of cuddling or ever being close.
During the movie, a surge of boldness came over you. You knew Sunoo wouldnât make the first move, plus he looked a little too interested in the movie. Slowly inching closer, you delicately rested your head on his shoulder. âI miss you.â You whispered. Sunooâs attention went from the movie and onto you. âI missed you too y/n.â His fingers intertwined with yours, tracing soothing circles on your knuckles. âCan I have a kiss?â You asked, looking at him through your eyelashes. Sunoo met your gaze, responding with a swift, sweet peck on the lips. âI want another one.â You laughed shyly. A small giggle escape Sunooâs lips. He kissed you again, but this time you cradled the back of his head, running your fingers through the softness of his hair.
He pulled away, leaving you with a small pout. You felt needy for more. His face was flushed bright pink.
âIâm⊠gonna go get your snacks. Iâll be back.â He said hastily before leaving your room.
You sighed as he left. Maybe he didnât want to kiss you yet? Maybe he wanted to take everything slow and your sudden move scared him.
When he came back, he came back with two bowls of mint chocolate chip ice cream. He sat next to you, handing you the bowl of ice cream and your snacks. You resumed to the movie with your head on his shoulder. You couldnât focus because your overthinking was bothering you.
In a soft, hushed tone, you asked Sunoo, "Do you love me?" His response came with a reassuring certainty, "Yes, of course I do y/n."
âDo you like kissing me?â You mumbled, but it was loud enough for him to hear. âOf course I do. Why?â Concern flickered in his eyes as he replied. âYou left so abruptly earlier. I just wanted our kiss to linger a bit longer than usual. I'm sorry; I just felt a bit needy." you apologized. âNo no, Iâm sorry. I was afraid of messing up. You're an amazing kisser, trust me. I had to leave because... because you were making me feel .. flustered," he admitted, attempting to look away from you. The confession hung in the air, deepening the connection between you.
You carefully placed your index finger on his chin, making him look you in the eyes. The atmosphere was warm and charged with undeniable tension, hinting at the unspoken desires in the air. You inched your face closer and closer to his. You ran your thumb along his lips, Sunoo was a cute blushing mess.
âKiss me.â Sunoo shyly mumbled. Your lips met his in a tender embrace. His hands found their way to your waist. You changed your position from sitting next to him to straddling his lap. You threw your arms over his neck, kissing him passionately. His hands were shaking, it was the cutest thing ever. He had one hand on your waist and one gently tangled in your hair. A soft whimper escaped Sunooâs lips âI love you.â
Before you could reply, his lips slowly started to travel down to your neck. You moaned at the feeling.
âUp, put your hands up for me.â He demanded in a seductive tone, tugging onto your shirt.
You pulled away, your eyes widened in astonishment, your features betraying a surprised expression. Your face was bright red. Sunooâs eyes were full of lust, but quickly he turned embarrassed once he saw your expression. âI-Iâm so sorry! I didnât even ask first.â He put his hands in his face, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks. âItâs okay..â you placed a soft kiss to his forehead. âI never heard you talk like that.. it took me by surprise. I didnât say I didnât like it though.â You chuckled. He swiftly reclaimed your lips, continuing where you left off.
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When Sun and Moon meet - S2
Zuko x Fem!WaterBender!Reader Enemies to Lovers
As one of the Princesses of the Northern Water tribe, you were blessed with a gift by the moon. However you were permitted to be allowed to use the gift at all costs. From many hidden waterbending usages, the aftermath of the avatar visiting the Northern Tribe had led to your beginning journey, hiding yourself as a water bender as a princess from the Northern water tribe
Warnings: Fighting, arguing
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Ò * â§Í â âș àŒ âŸ Chapter 7 - Refreshing Tea
âHave you heard of that tea-house? All of a sudden their tea has been the best in Ba Sing Se!â One of the men said. âOh then I must try it out! I have been craving tea recently," the woman responded with a laugh. I wasn't the biggest fan of tea outside of the northern water tribe. The only tea that exists was Spirit Oasis Tea which was only used for meditating in the Spirit Oasis to the Moon spirit. Ironic that the water tribe doesn't have a variety of drinks. âUhm maâamâ I snapped out of me zoning out. I have been doing that more recently. âSorryâŠâ I said sheepishly as I handed him water tribe money. âYou must be hearing about the new tea at the tea-house, I haven't had the time to go there but man I really want to. Sadly I'm constantly stuck at work.â The worker complained. Maybe I should check out the new tea area. âWater tribe money? Wow I haven't seen this currency in a whileâ The store owner said as I packed up my groceries for today. âSorry, that's all I'm able to carryâ Internally praying he accepts the pay. âMoney is moneyâ He shrugs and I let out a sigh of relief. âHave a nice dayâ he waved off while I smiled in gratefulness, taking Aku by the lead.
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Aku and I managed to get there, the sky was dark and the moon was slowly rising up. I really like the night sky because that's the only time I get to see Yue again. I smiled and parked Aku near the entrance. âStay here buddyâ I consoled before going into the tea-house. Once I walked there were still a lot of people, only one table was empty. Is the tea here really that good? Or this is the only tea-house here. I'm here to find out anyway. I was able to sit down at the empty table after making my order, which was justâŠtea. My mind wanders off thinking my father and Yue would have loved tea, not just specifically from here but in general. âHereâs your teaâ a boy said, placing down the cup on the wooden table. I smiled softly âthank youâ looking up at him, the realization hitting me. He has a very familiar scar on the left side of his face, it was none other than Zuko himself. Both of our eyes widened from the realization of who each other was. He totally figured out who I was. I immediately got up in fear, preparing to run away however it was prevented by Zuko himself. He grabbed my wrist, softer than I expected. âWhat are you doing here?â He whispered which made me irritated. âWhat are you doing here!?â I hissed. I didn't even get my answer due to an interruption made byâŠJet?!Â
âThese two are firebenders!â Jet yelled out, holding two of his swords. How did he figure that out? Did he fight with them? âI saw the old man heating his tea,â Jet continued to yell. âHe works at a tea shop,â one of the soldiers defended. He made eye contact with me, I freaked out internally thinking what was he going to do. âHe is attacking this girl right here!â He pointed the sword at Zuko and I. We both looked down still seeing Zukoâs hand wrapped around my wrist. Due to this we quickly pulled back, I blushed in embarrassment. âN-No! The tea was too hot so he pulled my hand away before I could get burntâ I explained, my voice going a pitch higher than I wanted it to be. I don't know why I defended Zuko, but he didnt do anything bad to me at that moment. Zuko said absolutely nothing, way to go Zuko. âDrop your swords boy, nice and easyâ The soldiers got up but Jet didn't care. âYou have to defend yourself, then everyone will know. Go ahead! Show them what you can do.â Zuko took the sword of one of the soldierâs âYou want a show? I'll give you a show!â I grabbed my cub and tea before Zuko moved the table with his leg. I honestly couldn't be bothered with this situation. It doesn't include me and I wasnt that close with either of them to care. I tried taking a sip of the tea made, which was surprisingly still warm and I was even more surprised that it tasted really good. No wonder everyone wants to come here, and father would love this!
I continued drinking until I realized Aku was still outside. I went outside near the door frame to see a crowd of people surrounding Zuko and Jet, who were on opposite sides. âIt's true sir, we saw the whole thing, this crazy kid attacked the finest tea maker in this city.â One of the soldiers said, making the old guy blush. Jet's eyes meet mine again making me flinch and look away. âY/N do you trust me?â He says out loud making all the eyes go on me. My eyes widened and I looked down in embarrassment. What should I say? It's not like me saying anything would make much of a difference, unless if I took my hood down I would be able to use my princess card. âStop bringing the young lady into this, can't you see she is scaredâ One of the women said, shielding me. Slowly everyone was defending me. I looked at Jet one last time before turning away. I'm sorry Jet, the person you shouldn't trust is me. He looked at me painfully before getting taken away from the guards. Jet continued spouting out words which slowly went faint and slowly everyone in the circle disappeared. âSome kinda friend you areâ I turned around and saw Zuko. âHe was not my friend,â I sneered. âWhy did you defend me anyways, your the one that actually saw me fire bendâ
âI didnt even defend you, I was trying to keep attention away from meâ âDid it work?â âWhat is your problem? Isn't it more beneficial for you than it is for me?â I spat in annoyance.Â
âCalm down you twoâ The old man said, calming the both of us down. âHow did both of you recognize me?â I asked worriedly, holding the hood closer to my face. âYour face is quite recognizable once you've seen it, Princess Y/N. Now how about some tea, it will be on the house.â The old man whispered the second part which made me breathily sigh. âI'm good for the dayâ I glared at both Zuko and the old man. I go outside to take Aku and leave.
âSorry Aku, i'm just going to go for a little walk okay?â I patted Aku on the head before I left. I was never allowed to go out at sundown before so I wanted to see what it was like. I stretched my arms over my head before seeing a kid and an adult. The adult had the kids' ball, taunting him. Really? How immature are these adults? âHey, let the kids have some funâ I stated, defending the kid who turned towards me. His eyes were bloodshot red, tears were streaming down his face. âHah, what are you gonna do? Hit me?â The guy taunted, shaking the ball. âI might just do thatâ I get water out of my water pouch, slapping them. âOwâ the guy hissed and let go of the ball âyou will regret this!â he yelled running away. I grab the ball and gently hand it to the boy. âYou need to be careful at night, who knows what could happenâ I wiped the tears that were on his cheeks. He sniffed in response, grabbing a ball. Shakily saying âT-Thank you kind ladyâ He looked down. I smile softly âNo problem, now where are your friends?â I looked around to see no one. âThey all left once the scary man cameâ He sniffled. I patted his head sweetly. âLet's get you home little guyâ I smiled as he grabbed my hand.
âSay thank you to the kind lady, who knows what we would do without herâ The mom patted his back, ushering him to thank me. âThank you!â He smiled. Both the mother and the son waved in delight. I waved them back and turned around, away from the house. I should probably go home by now, I'm feeling a bit tired. I yawned in my hand, till I heard something. I turned around quickly, searching for anything but there was nothing. HuhâŠI guess I'm just hearing things. Then I felt a grasp around my wrist. I immediately flick it away, using my water bending to hit them back. âWho's there?â I said out loud. âI told you, you will regret thisâ the guy from before said, chuckling evilly. The same guy who stole a kids ball. This time he had two additional accomplices. âPlease you're so immatureâ I laughed mockingly which heated him up furthermore. Before he could strike, a figure barged in, striking them with two blades. My eyes widened at the scene and I quickly took out the figure behind me, whacking him down. I turned around to check out the scene again. I got a better look of the figure who held two swords, wore a blue mask and an all black outfit. âJust whoâŠare you?â I raised my brows, moving closer. Just as I was about to get close enough, he ran, taking the three guys with him. That was awfully weird, man I really need to get home nowâŠ
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   SAY DON'T GO (YOUNG BUGGY X READER)
A/N: This is part of this series, which requests are open for! These fics are all one-shots, so they can be read separately. Also, I highly recommend listening to the song linked in the title while you read. (Especially with this one. It really, really fits it. Maybe even read the lyrics. It's really Buggy's POV in this fic.)
The first nights alone on the Oro Jackson were quiet.
You weren't alone, not really. You had Buggy and Shanks with you, after all, but it was strange hearing the place you grew up be silent for the very first time. The soft snores of your friends were nothing compared to the riotous laughter you had fallen asleep to every night for the past decade.
You were all orphans now.
"Shanks," you whispered, tapping him on the arm. You didn't dare wake up Buggy.
"Hm?" he hummed sleepily.
"Can't sleep."
"Me neither," he said, despite the fact that he was very obviously asleep mere moments ago.
Things felt different. Different than days before. You didn't feel like the woman who had been abandoned by - then reconciled with - Dracule Mihawk, or the woman who had stood and witnessed Roger's execution only one day earlier. You felt like a girl again, now that it was just you and Shanks and Buggy. Just the three of you, against the world, a world that did not seem quite so dim and empty as it had been these past few months.
And so you and Shanks (and Buggy, once he woke up to the commotion) "can't sleep"-ed together, laughing and talking and acting like everything would be fine, like you were a proper crew, like you were all you needed, like you and Shanks had never shared that poisoned kiss.
...
The mornings after that were not quite as bright.
It turned out that if you wanted to be a pirate crew, a real pirate crew, you needed some things. Other crew mates - those would come later, Shanks reasoned - and supplies, plenty of them. So you docked the ship at a nearby port, far from Marine influence, and began shopping.
"You know, I've been thinking," said Shanks, taking a bite out of an apple, "Maybe we should change our flag - our Jolly Roger?"
"Roger's flag? No way."
"C'mon, think about it. It's our ship now."
"Who would we even change it to? I mean, I wouldn't mind letting you be captain - in name only - but Buggy won't like it."
"Buggy will get used to it."
"What, and he'll be first mate? Who am I, then?"
"I don't know, I'm sure we'll come up with something-"
You smacked his arm.
"You're such a jerk."
"Such a jerk, 'Captain.'"
...
Buggy had dreamt of you last night.
How things were different now, maybe, for the first time. How maybe things could really change.
Mihawk had abandoned you (bummer) and you and Shanks seemed to have a strange distance between you since the wedding that Buggy couldn't understand. You would need someone, he was sure of it, and he would be there.
"Hey, guys," Buggy called out, carrying a bag of groceries in one hand and climbing aboard the Oro Jackson. A single daisy was concealed in his pocket. "Got everything?"
"Yeah, um," you said, and you couldn't look at Buggy.
"...What? What's going on?"
You looked up at Shanks, pleadingly.
"Don't make me say it."
"He'll take it better from you," said Shanks, and Buggy detected a hint of a smirk on his face. Weariness, too.
"Shanks wants to be captain," you mumbled, staring at the deck.
Buggy laughed.
"Kidding, right? You're... kidding." He saw the look on your face. "You're not kidding. Well, you told him, no, right? You told him no."
"She agreed to it," Shanks said. "She didn't mind. But she wasn't sure how you would take it."
"Why would you agree to that?" Buggy shouted, louder than he meant to, and you flinched. "Look at me. Why would you-"
"I'm sorry," you whispered, a tear rolling down your cheek. "I thought it was the right thing."
"Why isn't it me, huh? Why not me? What's the difference? There's nothing Shanks has done that I couldn't do."
"I trust him," you confessed. "I trust him to lead-"
"Yeah? Why not me?"
"Buggy-"
"Answer the question," Buggy snapped. "Why not me?"
"That's enough," said Shanks. "That's enough."
Shanks, he noticed, had put his arm around your shoulders protectively - as if you needed to be protected. As if you needed to be protected, from him.
"I'm leaving," Buggy said, and turned to grab his things.
He really meant it, too - he meant it, as he went downstairs and collected his clothes and weapons and souvenirs of the life he'd been living for the past twenty years. He almost grabbed a sweater of his you often liked to borrow, but left it.
He'd been so stupid to believe that anything could change. That he'd finally be like Shanks, an equal. He would never be as good as Shanks. He would always be second in your heart to him - third, depending on what your opinion of Mihawk was at the time.
Somehow, he'd always known.
It didn't matter if this crew, this boat, was the best chance he had at getting the One Piece. He would get it anyway, and when he did, he was going to have a good laugh at the look on you and Shanks' faces. But then again, you probably didn't care if you died peasants, as long as you had each other, and you'd probably be thrilled to be rid of him-
"...Buggy?"
He heard a creak and turned to see you holding the sweater.
"You forgot something," you said quietly, holding it out to him. Buggy shook his head.
"It's worn out. It's all... stretched, and you got stains on it, and there's too many holes. It's beyond repair."
All lies. You were particularly careful with this sweater, because it wasn't just your favorite - you knew it was Buggy's favorite, too.
You frowned, staring down at it and searching for a tear.
"You can throw it out, for all I care," and Buggy slammed the lid of his suitcase down.
"It's really warm," you said, "...And I don't want to."
You pulled it over your head, sleeves hanging far past where your arms could stretch. Buggy watched you, unable to look away.
He had forgotten how cute you could be when you weren't stabbing him in the back.
"Why'd you come down?" he asked, fixing a resentful expression on his face. "Figured you'd be celebrating with Shanks right now."
"I'm not gonna let you leave, Bug. You really are crazy if you thought I would."
"What's the point in me staying? You as good as said it back there, there's nothing I do that Shanks doesn't do better-"
"And how do you think I feel?" you snapped. "You think it felt good, watching him be stronger my whole life? Knowing that no matter what I did, Roger was never gonna respect me more than him? Did you even think about the fact that when I let Shanks be captain, I took it away from myself, too?"
Truthfully, Buggy had never thought to consider it.
"Do you know why I put up with it?"
"Tell me."
"Because he goddamn deserves it," you stated. "He deserves every bit of respect he gets. He's nearly the best swordsman because he trained to be, he's a fighter because he fought to be, and he's never once faltered when I needed him. He's a leader, and that's not who we are. So you can walk away from me and him and the One Piece, and be a big baby, but there's a reason why I chose him over myself. Do you not think I'm capable, Buggy? Do you not think I'm good enough?"
"You're good enough."
"I know I am. But you didn't see me throwing a fit on the deck. Making him captain doesn't mean that I think Shanks is better than you, because I don't think he's better than me, either. We all have jobs."
"Yeah? What's yours?"
"Doctor," you said. "And sniper, and cook, for now."
"And what about me?" Buggy asked, leaning against the wall and fixing his gaze on you. "If I stayed, what would you have me do?"
"I'd let you be first mate. And shipwright. And blacksmith. You're talented with making things."
"I didn't think you'd noticed."
"Of course I have," you said. "I'm wearing something you made right now."
It's true, you were. Buggy had gotten into knitting a long time ago, during lazy days on the Oro Jackson in his youth, and had decided to make a sweater for you after seeing how cold you got. He'd lost his nerve in the middle of the project and begun making it in his size instead of yours after fearing you wouldn't want it, but it ended up in your hands anyway.
You approached Buggy, tentatively, the long sleeves of the sweater draping off your wrists. He eyed you as you stared up at him, pleadingly, and then threw your arms around him as if you trap him, and could make him stay there forever.
"Please stay," you whispered, voice muffled by his shoulder.
Buggy smirked, holding you.
"I didn't think you would beg, doll."
"...Only for you."
Maybe he would stay a little longer.
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Fixer Upper
Part 3
Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader
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Kurapika woke up the sound of someone knocking on his door.
âItâs me.â
(Name)âs head peeked through the crack, the smell of dinner wafting through.
âI assume you woke me up to say dinner is ready?â
âHow did you know?â
He couldnât help but smile. âLucky guess.â
The other three were already sat at the table. Tonight, they were having a baked hen, (Name) placing a few side dishes onto the table as Kurapika sat down.
âGo ahead and start eating, Iâm going to grab drinks.â
Gon jumped up. âIâll help!â
The two walked into the kitchen.
âDid you sleep well? (Name) wouldnât let us wake you up.â
Leorio offered him a smile as the tall man filled his plate with food. He didnât get to eat good, home cooked meals often, relying on fast food and TV dinners in between classes.
Kurapika nodded. âYes, I did. I feel much better now.â
âGood. Does that mean youâll be joining our sleepover tomorrow?â
He blonde sighed. âDo I have a choice?â
âNot really.â Killua replied through a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
âSleepover⊠I donât think Iâve ever attended one.â
Kurapika stared at his empty plate before beginning to fill it.
âIs lemonade alright with everyone?â
Gon and (Name) weâre back at the dinner table, carrying a pitcher of lemonade and cups.
âYeah, I donât think anyoneâs going to complain about (Name)âs homemade lemonade.â
Killua grabbed a cup from Gon and held it out to (Name), who filled it.
She filled everyoneâs cups before sitting down and making her plate.
âItâs been so long since weâve all been together. We should go do something tomorrow, before our sleepover.â
Gon nodded, his face covered in food. âOh yeah, maybe we can go to the carnival! Itâs in town for the next few days.â
âThatâs a great idea! Guys, what do you think?â
Leorio shrugged. âI donât mind.â
Killua was just as excited as Gon, and KurapikaâŠ
âI guess that would be fine.â
(Name) giggled, clapping her hands together. âItâs settled then. Tomorrow, weâll go grocery shopping in the morning, and go to the carnival after lunch.â
âââââââ
The five loaded into the car to go grocery shopping. Unfortunately for (Name), she hadnât gotten up fast enough to avoid taking everyone with her.
âKillua, Gon, repeat it one more time.â
âNo touching anything but the shopping cart.â
She sighed. âGood. And?â
âNo fighting the employees.â
âFinish it.â
â⊠even if theyâre rude to you.â
âAlright. Letâs get going then.â
The drive to the grocery store was short, the two boys playing I-spy to pass the time.
â(Name), did you get the text I sent?â
âYes. Iâm not buying wine, nice try though Leorio.â
âDamn. Foiled again.â
The five exited the mom van, Kurapika going around the back to open (Name)âs door for her, but he paused.
The bumper was covered in stickers, ranging from Sanrio themed stickers to cursed images. It was easy to see who had placed which stickers.
âKurapika? Oh, the stickers.â
(Name) had appeared by his side while heâd been looking over the back of her car. Kurapikaâs eyes paused on a family if stick man that decorated her back window.
âWhatâs that?â
âOh, thatâs a representation of us. The girl is me, the little ones are Killua and Gon, and the big kid is Leorio. Though heâs more of the weird uncle, we just couldnât find one that looked like him.â
He nodded. âI see.â
He felt a bit if disappointment that his own image wasnât there.
âBut why would it be? Iâve barely been around.â
He diverted his attention to another sticker, raising an eyebrow.
âBaby on board? What baby?â
âKillua of course.â
âI put it on myself.â
The white haired boy looked strangely proud, patting it. Gon pointed to a sticker of an alligator. âI picked this one.â
âWe know Gon.â
âItâs my favorite.â
âItâs a great sticker.â
Kurapika couldnât help but laugh.
They all followed behind (Name) as she entered the store.
âThey look like little ducklings.â Kurapika thought, unaware that he looked like one too.
âYou can grab a buggy, Killua. GonâŠâ
The two made eye contact, not a single word exchanged.
The two boys followed behind quietly.
âTelepathic communication? Is that what just happened?â
Kurapika watched the boys with a carful eye. With the way (Name) had talked in the car, he knew they had to have done something in order to earn her distrust.
âAlright, letâs start with snacks. Leorio, Kurapika, grab whatever you usually snack on and watch the boys. Iâm going to grab Killua and Gonâs juice boxes.â
She waved as she walked off.
âSoâŠâ
The boys turned to look at Kurapika.
âWhat the hell did you do to not be allowed to touch anything?â
The two shared a look.
âTheyâve gotten (Name) and themselves banned from every other grocery store in town.â
âLeorio!â
Kurapika snickered. âSeriously? What did you do to get banned so many times?â
Gon kicked the ground, looking embarrassed. â⊠made all the shelves fall like dominoes.â
âI bit an employee hitting on (Name).â
âIâll have to buy him some chocolate robots for that later.â Kurapika thought. âWait, why do I care if someone hits on her?â
âThey were also caught trying to break into an employees only room.â
âWe just wanted to see what it looked like!â
âMaybe you did, Gon, but I wanted to steal their uniforms and see how long it took them to realize I didnât work here.â
Leorio shook his head. âThis is why they arenât allowed to touch anything. Honestly the fact that she allowed you two to come at all is shocking.â
ââââââ
(Name) returned with a few packs of juice, dropping them into the grocery cart.
âIs it the-â
âYes itâs the orange juice kind.â
The two grinned, following behind her.
âKurapika?â
âHmm?â
âWhat would you like for dinner? Gon got to pick what we had last night, itâs your turn.â
The blonde took a while to answer. âIf I tell her anything is okay, she wonât take that as an answer. What is something I would prefer?â
Kurapika didnât usually have the privilege to be picky. He ate what he could.
âIf Iâm being honest, I would prefer a traditional Kurtan dish, but as that is impossible for you to makeâŠâ
He thought for a moment more, (Name) typing something into her phone as he did.
âSomething⊠suitable for a slumber party should be fine.â
Leorio snickered. âShe asked what you specifically wanted, Kurapika.â
The man shot him a look. âIâve never been to a slumber party. I donât know what foods you eat during one.â
(Name) nodded, patting the blonde on the back. âItâs alright, Iâll let it slide this time. Just focus on picking out some snacks you like, okay?â
She left the snack aisle then, Gon and Killua in tow.
âYou heard the lady, pick out some snacks.â
Kurapika frowned. Again, he wasnât picky. There were few things that he cared about when it came to food, butâŠ
He managed to pick out a few items.
The first was a box of cinnamon covered pecans. Pecans were one of his favorite nuts, and he quite enjoyed cinnamon.
His second pick was bag of trail mix, and his last was a box of crackers and cheese.
âNo offense but those are some pretty lame snacks.â
Kurapika rolled his eyes. âShe said to pick what I like. This is what I like.â
âAny particular reason you like them?â
The blonde nodded. âNuts are high in protein, crackers and cheese are filling. Travel mix is convenient.â
Leorio sighed. âThis isnât a mission Kurapika, itâs a slumber party. Is there any food you get purely because you enjoy it?â
Again, the blonde had to think for a minute. Staring down the snack aisle, he began walking towards the sweets section.
In front of him was a specific type of candy. They looked like normal peppermints, but instead tasted of strawberries and cream.
Kurapika took a bag, looking down at it with a half hearted smile.
It was the first candy he could remember eating, a favorite among the Kurtan children.
âGot what you all wanted?â
(Name) strolled towards the two, the shopping cart the boys were pushing a lot fuller now.
Leorio turned to her with his arms full of snacks, (Name) stopping.
âLeorio, you can have three of those.â
Kurapika blinked and looked down at his own snacks, reaching to put one back.
âOh, you can have as many as you want, Kurapika!â
She grabbed the snacks from his arms and dropped them into the shopping cart.
âHey, no fair! Why does Kurapika get special treatment?â
(Name) gave him a smile. âBecause Kurapika is just too pretty to deny.â
It took a moment for Kurapika to process the compliment, but when he did his cheeks turned pink. Sheâd called him pretty before, but the suddenness of her words left him flustered.
âThatâs discrimination! Are you saying Iâm not pretty?â
Leorio leaned forward, fluttering his eyelashes. (Name) groaned and pushed him away. âYouâre not pretty, Leorio, youâre handsome.â
The man paused, his own cheeks turning a shade of pink.
Leorio cleared his throat and stood. âEhem. Thank you.â
âShe thinks Leorio is handsome?â
Kurapika glanced between the two. In the past two years heâd been gone, how much closer had they gotten?
Was it closer than him and (Name) had been?
Kurapika only became more suspicious when (Name) looped her arm in Leorioâs.
âLetâs go check out, then.â
She walked away, Gon and Killua laughing.
âShe always knows how to distract Leorio.â Killua said, snickering. Gon nodded.
âYeah, one compliment and heâs like that.â
Leorio stumbled over both his words and his own feet as (Name) dragged him away.
The blonde watched with mild irritation.
âââââââ
âEveryone, what are the rules for the carnival?â
They all sighed.
â1. Donât fight the carnies, even if their games are rigged.â Killua said, his arms folded over his chest.
â2. There is a buddy system. At least have on other person with you at all times.â Gon answered, grabbing Killuaâs arm.
â3. No gambling.â
âWait why is that a rule?â Killua asked after Leorio stated the 3rd rule.
âYou can blame Leorio for that.â
The other three boys turned to him with a raised eyebrow.
âWhat an idiot.â
â4. No leaving the carnival without informing everyone first.â Kurapika said, opening his car door.
âThat goes for everyone, adults included. I wonât hesitate to report any of you missing.â
She gave them all a look before smiling.
âOkay, everyone grab your buddy and letâs go!â
The group left the parking lot and entered the carnival.
âWeâll walk around then split up. Killua, Gon.â
She grabbed both of the boys by their shoulders when she noticed them starting to drift away
âYouâll be joining us.â
Killua groaned, Gon just nodding as he was dragged away.
They made a lap around the carnival, (Name) pointing out each attraction sheâd want to visit.
âOh, thereâs a haunted house.â
Leorio perked up. âHaunted house? Itâs not even close to Halloween.â
Kurapika glanced at the cheaply designed haunted house before continuing to follow (Name).
âOkay, you two can go. Weâll be meeting back up before 3 pm at the food court.â
The two boys were gone as soon as she finished talking.
âAre they going to follow the rules?â
âNo, but theyâll be secretive about it so hopefully it canât be traced back to me.â
âHopefully they donât attack anyone this time.â
Kurapika stared at the two with an incredulous expression.
âWhat the hell do they get up to when theyâre unsupervised?â
The first attraction the group of three were drawn to was a game where you threw darts at balloons to win a prize.
âHmm⊠Leorio, Iâm going to try.â
The man nodded. âGo ahead. Iâm going to be at the next booth.â
Kurapika and (Name) turned, only to be instantly disappointed.
âA kissing booth? Seriously Leorio?â
(Name) walked up to the game of her choice. âKurapika, you can go to another booth nearby while I play if you want.â
âI think Iâll try this one after you.â
(Name) nodded then handed the man behind the counter a few dollars.
âAlright Miss, all you have to do is hit three balloons with these darts, and youâll win a prize!â
He handed her five darts, meaning she had five chances.
She handed Kurapika two of the darts. âHold these for me, sweetheart.â
He did so, holding back a smile.
(Name) threw her first dart.
âYouâve hit your first balloon! Only three more to go!â
She jumped up and down in excitement. âAhh, okay!â
She threw her second one, almost grazing a nearby balloon. It hit the board, missing it by a millimeter.
The next dart also missed, (Name) raising an eyebrow.
âWeird, those should have hit.â
âDo you want me to try?â
Kurapika twirled a dart between his nimble fingers. His eyes were on the balloons, a frown on his lips.
âUh, sure. Go ahead.â
Kurapika stepped forward, throwing the dart with more strength than necessary.
POP!
The carnyâs eyes went wide. âHow did youâŠâ
âYouâve been using nen to make the balloons harder to penetrate butâŠâ
He threw his last dart, popping the last balloon.
âIt wasnât strong enough to resist my nen coated darts.â
(Name) used Gyo to see Kurapika was right. The balloons had a thin nen barrier around them, making them indestructible to non men users.
The carny scoffed. âDidnât think any nen users would be coming to my booth. Go ahead and pick out your prize, little lady.â
(Name) glanced at Kurapika, giving him a sweet smile.
âYou pick. Youâre the one that figured out what was going on, itâs only fair.â
Kurapika browsed the various plushies and small toys. Nothing he saw caught his eye.
âIâm not really interested in such things. ButâŠâ
He turned away to think, and spotted a couple at another booth.
A man won a game, the girl at his side cheering for him. Once the prize was won, he handed it to the girl.
Kurapikaâs eyes widened when the girl gasped and pulled the man into a kiss.
âIs this what youâre supposed to do?â
He looked over the prizes again, this time with (Name) in mind. Kurapika remembered when heâd been in a small store in York New with Leorio
âShe likes cute things. Like Sanrio products.â
âSanrio? What is that?â
Leorio stared at the man. âAre you being serious? Hello Kitty, My Melody, Keroppi?â
Kurapika gave him a confused look.
âOh my god. Just get her this.â
Leorio shoved a keychain into his hands. It was small and pink, with a cartoon cat holding a strawberry at the end.
Kurapika pointed to a Hello Kitty plush. âIâll take that one.â
The carny handed it over and shooed them away. âNow get out of here. Youâre bad for business.â
(Name) shrugged and walked over to Leorio, who was still in line for the kissing booth.
Now Kurapika was left carrying a small Hello Kitty plush.
âDo I⊠give it to her now? Or later?â
(Name) had to physically drag Leorio away from his place in line. âItâs flu season, Leorio.â
âI donât care! Iâll happily get sick if I get to kiss a pretty lady!â
Kurapika followed behind them, staring down at the small plush.
âItâs⊠kind of cute.â
ââââââ
After playing a few games, the group met up at the food court. Gon and Killua had been waiting for them with corndogs in hand.
âFinally. Weâve been waiting for likeâŠâ
âFive minutes.â
(Name) rolled her eyes and sat down next to them. âYou two having fun?â
âGon threw up.â
âTwice!â
(Name) smacked a hand over her forehead. âAnd you didnât call me, why?â
â⊠it was really gross.â
âTrust me, you didnât want to see it.â
Kurapika shivered. âGross. Why are you eating if you just threw up?â
âItâs BECAUSE I just threw up. Gotta refuel before our next ride.â
âWait, pause.â
(Name) held up her hand, causing the two boys to go quiet.
âHave you been eating and getting on rides right after throwing up?â
They looked at each other before answering.
â⊠yeah?â
She took a deep breath.
âI love you two. So much.â
She stood up and took Gonâs backpack.
âHey, my tickets are in there!â
âYeah, thatâs why I took it. No riding anything for at least 20 minutes.â
âBut-â
âBut nothing! Itâs like youâre shaking up a soda can, opening it, then refilling it and doing it all over again! Youâre the soda can, Gon!â
Gon sighed, laying his head on the table.
âI told you not to eat four bags of popcorn before going on the carousel, but noo, you wouldnât listen!â
Killua huffed. âNow we both have to sit out. I canât rude anything because youâre my buddy.â
(Name) patted Gonâs back. âIâll get you some water, okay? Just try and relax.â
She left to order her food and get some water.
(Name) returned a few minutes later with a platter of food in one hand and a cup of water in the other.
âSip on this, Iâll be right back with the other drinks.â
Gon gulped the drink in one go.
âShe said sip.â
âPlease donât tell her.â
Killua slapped a hand over his face. âI wonât, but only because if I do sheâll make us stay seated longer.â
Kurapika took a bite of the chicken strips heâd ordered, wincing at the greasy food.
âAhh, carnival food. Iâm going to be sick later.â
Leorio took another bite of his turkey leg.
(Name) returned with the drinks, sitting one in front of each person before taking her seat.
âAlright, dig in.â
She didnât bother to look up to see they had begun eating without her, seemingly replying to someone on her phone.
After their meal of chicken strips and corn dogs, the group split up again.
âWhat should we ride next?â
Leorio began to speak but (Name) interrupted.
âI said ride. Weâre not going back to the kissing booth.â
âFoiled again.â
Kurapika pointed to a nearby attraction. âHow about that one?â
It was one of those turning teacups rides.
âItâs cute, (Name) would probably like it.â
She hummed, pulling the two behind her to get in line.
âYeah, letâs try this one. Itâs only a dollar per person.â
(Name) stood on her tippy toes to peek over the person in front of her. âThe line doesnât seem that long, weâll only have to w-â
She was interrupted when someone shoved her back and took her place in line.
âHey, what the hell do you think youâre doing?â
Leorio stepped out of line to help (Name) up and brush the dirt off her dress.
The man who had cut the line didnât answer.
Kurapika glanced between (Name) and the man, his jaw tensing.
âShe said not to attack anyone. Keep calm.â
Leorio and (Name) joined the line again, Kurapika creating a space for them to get in front of him.
(Name) politely tapped on the manâs shoulder.
âYou need to go to the end of the line.â
The man turned around.
âAnd just what are you gonna do about it if I donât?â
Her companions stared back at him from behind her, their expressions darkened.
âI⊠Iâll go.â
The man scurried away before (Name) could say another word.
âWow. Was he scared of me?â
She pointed a finger at herself, looking back at her friends in surprise.
âYou do have a scary mom look. Must of been a mommas boy.â Leorio replied with a shrug.
Kurapika followed the man with his eyes, making sure he could feel the blondes bloodlust with each step.
âKurapika?â
He blinked before turning his attention back to (Name).
âYour eyes.â
The blonde paused, staring into the reflective metal off the teacup ride.
His usual soft brown eyes were a rich shade of scarlet. (Name) grabbed Kurapikaâs hand and moved into a crowd of people.
âClose your eyes until I say to open them.â
He did so, trusting her to lead him to safety.
The two stopped somewhere, (Name) thrusting something onto his face.
âOkay, you can open them now.â
His vision was darker now.
âSunglasses?â
âYeah, will that work?â
He nodded. âYes. Theyâll work for now.â
Kurapika took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
âWhy are my eyes scarlet? Am I that angry a man pushed her?â
(Name) placed a hand on his arm. âI donât think anyone saw, but we should probably leave to be safe.â
Although she was putting up a brave face so he wouldnât feel bad, he could tell she was disappointed they would have to leave.
âNo, itâs fine. I closed my eyes seconds after they became scarlet, no one would have seen them.â
He took her hand, walking away from the booth sheâd led them to.
âLetâs get back to Leorio. He probably has no idea whatâs going on.â
âActually, heâs the one that realized your eyes were red. I just reacted first.â
Kurapika laughed. âOf course. Heâs so slow to act. Very indecisive.â
âââââââ
The two joined Leorio, who had kept their spot in line while they were away.
âYou two are just in time. Itâs our turn next.â
(Name) jumped up in excitement. âReally? Oh good, I hate waiting.â
The three soon discovered that the ride was two per teacup.
And Leorio was way too tall to be stuffed into a teacup with another person.
âSir, weâll need you to step out of line. Youâre too tall to ride this attraction.â
âToo tall?! There arenât any rules about being too tall!â
(Name) gave him a look, causing him to back down and grumpily step away.
âAlright, you two ladies can go ahead and enter the teacups.â
Kurapika frowns. âWhy do people keep assuming Iâm a woman?â
(Name) took her seat in a pink teacup. âGet in and close the door behind you.â
He listened, a pout on his lips. Did he really look that much like a woman? What was it that made people immediately assume he wasnât a man?
âI should cut my hairâŠâ
(Name) tapped his leg with her foot. âHey, itâs time to start spinning!â
âSpinning? What-â
(Name) turned the wheel in the center with a giggle, the teacup spinning around so fast Kurapika had to hold on to keep himself from flying out.
âAhh, this is so much fun! K- wait are you okay?â
Kurapika was beginning to turn a sickly shade of green as the rude continued. He gave her a thumbs up before moving his hands to hold his stomach.
âOh shit.â
âââââââ
â(Name), I am so sorry.â
The two sat on a bench, both covered in vomit.
âDonât be. I should have known you would have a sensitive stomach after eating that greasy food.â
Leorio returned, carrying (Name)âs backpack. âHey, I got your text. Is-â
He stopped a few feet away, holding a hand over his mouth.
âYikes.â
(Name) let out a tired sigh, standing up so Kurapika could lie down fully.
âWatch over him, Iâll be right back.â
âWhat about the buddy system?â
(Name) shrugged. âThat only applies to you four trouble makers.â
Kurapika slapped a hand over his head, letting out a miserable groan.
She was back soon after, carrying a handful of wet paper towels and a novelty tshirt that says âI love YNâ.
âWhat is a York New tshirt doing here? We arenât even close.â
(Name) shrugged. âI donât know, it was the cheapest shirt available. Here, let me help you.â
She helped Kurapika sit off and pulled off his tabard, folding it carefully and throwing it in a plastic bag to wash later.
âIâm sorry, Iâve ruined your fun.â
(Name) pulled the shirt over his head and gave him a soft smile. âTo be fair, Gon has been throwing up too.â
âBut I threw up ON you.â
She grimaced. âYeah, that does suck. But everyone gets sick. Trust me, Iâve gone through worse.â
He frowned, looking down at his new clean shirt.
âIâm going to go change too. Just rest up, the boys will be here in a minute.â
âYou mean Gon and Killua? Wait I-â
She was already gone.
âFuck, if Killua sees me like this-â
The sound of raucous laughter could be heard to his left.
âGod damn it.â
âOh my- oh my god no way. Thereâs no way this is happening right now, hahaha!â
Killua was rolling on the ground, tears in his eyes from how hard he was laughing.
âOh, you threw up too? And you got a new shirt, wow!â
Killua pulled himself together, picking himself off the ground.
âI donât see why this is so funny. Itâs just a novelty tshirt.â
Killua paused.
âNo way.â
He took his phone out of Gonâs backpack and snapped a picture, turning the screen towards Kurapika.
The glasses (Name) had unceremoniously shoved into his face werenât just normal sunglasses.
They were the most obnoxiously over the to hello kitty sunglasses on planet earth.
Killua bursted into laughter again. âJesus Christ man, who told you those were a good choice?â
â(Name) did.â
His cheeks were a dark shade of red now. He wished (Name) would have picked something a little⊠manlier.
âThis must be the reason that person thought I was a woman. Of course.â
âOh.â
Killua quieted down. He wouldnât insult something (Name) picked out.
âI think they look good on you.â
Killua jumped at the sound of (Name)âs voice behind him.
â(Name)?â
Kurapika raised his head weakly to look at her.
âWhere did you get those clothes from?â
(Name) was now wearing a tank top and a white pleated skirt. âOh, I keep a change of clothes in my bag at all times. It became a habit after the Hunter Exam.â
He glanced from her small backpack, to her new clothes, to her face.
âHow⊠never mind.â
(Name) crouched down next to him and placed a hand on his forehead.
âYouâre warm. Iâm going to take the boys to a few more rides, and then weâll go home. Leorio, stay with him until then.â
âRoger that.â
(Name) leaned down to whisper in his ear. âJust consider us even for me drooling on you during the Hunter Exam, alright?â
She gave him a sweet smile before turning to leave, Killua and Gon following behind her.
ââââââ
For the most part, Leorio listened and stayed by Kurapikaâs side.
That was until he had to use the bathroom.
âHey, you think youâll be okay for like⊠five minutes? I need to take a leak.â
âIâm a grown man, I can handle myself.â
Leorio would have shot back saying even grown men need help sometimes, but he didnât have enough time to, sprinting off to the restrooms.
For the first minute or so, Kurapika stayed still, letting the cool breeze calm him down.
That was until people started to gather around him.
âThereâs a drunk lady just⊠laying on that bench. Is that legal?â
âShe smells awful.â
Kurapika cracked one of his eyes open. On his right were a handful of people, peeking over the bench to look at him.
âIâm not drunk, just sickâ
âThatâs what they all say, lady. Thereâs kids here, drink at home.â
Kurapika sighed softly. He didnât give a shit what other people thought about him, but they were disturbing his rest.
âListen, Iâm this close to projectile vomiting on anyone in 30 foot vicinity. You might want to vacate the premises.â
They scoffed at him. âOh really?â
Kurapika rolled his eyes and pretended to dry heave, sending the crowd of people running.
âOh god heâs going to throw up again. (Name)!â
âWhere is Leorio? I leave for 10 minutes and-â
Kurapika held up a hand. âIâm fine, I was just pretending.â
(Name) helped him sit up. âOkay, weâll pretend to not be a total mess right now because people are staring. Whereâs Leorio?â
He leaned against her shoulder for support, cursing his weak body. âBathroom. Heâs only been gone for a minute.â
She halfheartedly patted his back. âAlright. Gon, Killua, go get him and head towards the car. Iâll meet you there.â
She pulled him into a standing position. âCan you walk?â
He stepped forward without her help, pushing her hand away. âYes, Iâm not helpless.â
Killua raised an eyebrow. âUh huh. You look like a newborn giraffe. Donât blame (Name) if you fall and eat shit.â
Kurapika flipped him the bird before stumbling towards the car.
âWhy are men like this?â (Name) followed behind him, ready to catch him if he fell.
âââââââ
The car ride home was quiet, the only sound heard being Killua singing along to whatever was on the radio.
âKillua, could you please quiet down? Iâve gotta headache.â Kurapika asked as a hand rubbed away at his temple.
Killua looked like he was considering his question, opening his mouth before (Name) sent him a glare through the rear view mirror.
âYeah, whatever.â
Kurapika sighed in relief. âThank you.â
If he knew that Killua had been seconds away from screaming at the top of his longs before (Name) intervened, he wouldnât have thanked him.
(Name) pulled into the driveway of her home. The boys piled out of her mom van, running inside and tossing off their shoes.
âIâm going to showerâŠâ Kurapika stated before stumbling towards the bathroom.
âWait, donât forget-â
He closed the door behind him.
âYour clothesâŠâ
She groaned. Now, either she would have to bring him clothes while he showered or he would have to walk to his room in a towel.
âWaitâŠâ
âHey, Iâm going to take a shower. Can you bring Kurapika some clothes in a minute?â
Sheâd asked Leorio, but KIllua butted in. âYeah, I can.â
âNo. Sorry but I donât trust you.â
âButâŠâ
âNo buts. Leorio, donât let him get his little paws on Kurapikaâs clothes. Killua has a cute face, but donât be fooled.â
Leorio scoffed. âOh please, Iâve known him longer than you. I watched him take a manâs heart out with just his bare hands.â
âKillua thats unsanitary.â
âHe didnât even wash his hands after.â
âGROSS!â
(Name) pulled away from the boy, a look of disgust on her face. âGo wash your hands, now!â
âIt was two years ago!â
âI donât care! Go!â
He walked up the stairs to (Name)âs bathroom while grumbling about her being unreasonable.
âIâll take his clothes nowâŠâ Leorio slipped away into Kurapikaâs room to avoid (Name)âs irritated state.
âOkay, letâs get you some medicine for your nausea earlier.â
Gon and (Name) sat at the dinner table, drinking juice boxes as she waited for Killua to come back down the stairs.
âIâm done. Go take your shower or whatever.â
(Name) leaped out of her seat and races up the stairs. Sheâd been putting on brave face for Kurapika, but sheâd been on the verge of a meltdown for the past two hours.
âGod I smell so gross. Gonna throw that dress away laterâŠâ
She threw her clothing into the hamper and stepped into the warm water.
âAhh⊠thatâs better. Gonna- where the fuck is my shampoo?â
(Name) blinked, did she use the rest of her shampoo last time? Good thing she kept extra under her sinkâŠ
(Name) finished her shower quickly. Sheâd need to start dinner soon if they would be eating before 8 pm.
Since they were having a sleepover, (Name) threw on a pair of pajama pants and a sweater. Comfortable, and cute.
âThereâs no one to look cute for, though.â
She sighed. It had been a while since sheâd thought about purposefully dressing up. Sheâd have to call up some of her friends for a night on the town.
âHey, did you-â
(Name) paused on the last stair. For a moment, she contemplated just going back upstairs and going back to bed. That would be much easier than dealing with the current situation.
Fake money was strewn across the floor, Leorio sitting in a corner muttering something about losing everything.
Killua and Kurapika were having a stand off, Monopoly money clutched against Killuaâs chest.
And Gon was sitting with his shoes on the couch.
âWhere to start?â
She made her presence known by clearing her throat. Several pairs of eyes shot up to see her staring down at them, her eyes narrowed.
âYou have 1 minute to fix this. Iâve got to grab my backpack from upstairs.â
With that, she turned around and walked back up.
âââââââ
When (Name) returned, the floor was clean and the boys were all sitting patiently at the dinner table.
âOkay, good. Now that thatâs settled, what should we do for dinner?â
âSomething simple. I donât think Gon can handle anything complex right now.â
Killua patted his friends back, who was currently sitting with his face planted on the table.
âAnything you make will be good, so I donât care.â
(Name) groaned. âGod you guys are no help at all.â
She stormed to the kitchen and threw the fridge open.
âSomething easy and simple⊠that wonât take long to cookâŠâ
She settled on her grandmas recipe for homemade chicken noodle soup. Sheâd made it countless times, and even though it wasnât cold outside yet, she knew it was the best option she had.
It was easy to make and would be good for her two sick friends.
âWeâre eating chicken noodle soup. That okay with everyone?â
They all nodded, the two boys moving from the table to the couch to watch TV.
Kurapikaâs hair was wet. Again. (Name) stared at him, hoping heâd be able to feel her thoughts and dry his hair, but he didnât react at all.
âKurapika⊠your hair.â
He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. âWhat?â
âDidnât I tell you if you donât dry it, youâll catch a cold?â
He pushed his wet locks out of his face. âYou worry too much. Iâve been leaving my hair wet for years.â
(Name) left the room and grabbed a towel. âEither you dry it, or I do. Iâm not going to let you get sick.â
Kurapika stared at the towel.
âWell⊠she did a good job last timeâŠâ
â⊠you can dry it. If you donât mind.â
âI donât. Leorio, watch the chicken. Itâs cooking on the stove.â
âRoger that.â
(Name) dried his hair again, Kurapika relaxing ever so slightly under her touch.
âI shouldnât get used to thisâŠâ
But even as he thought that, his eyes closed and he leaned into her touch, a content look on his face.
He didnât know how much he loved the feeling of fingers running through his hair. Kurapika even enjoyed the conditioner she added in.
âAll done. Try to remember next time, okay?â
âIâll remember to forget.â
As (Name) cooked, Kurapika watched her from the table. It was hard not to.
He could still feel the lingering sensation of her fingers in his hair. It felt comforting, soothing almost.
Was it wrong to let himself enjoy the comfort of his friend? Maybe. In his world, that was a luxury he didnât have the time to enjoy.
But he wasnât on a mission right now. He could relax.
Just a little.
ââââââ
After dinner, the group gathered in the living room. (Name) and Gon carried in multiple large comforters, placing them on the group to make a pallet.
âAre we⊠all sleeping here? Together?â
Kurapika watched as the other four plopped down onto the floor, Gon and Killua rolling around the soft surface.
âYeah? Thatâs what you do during a sleepover. You⊠sleep over.â
He stared down at Leorio, who looked a bit too comfortable lying next to (Name).
âI see.â
He sat between Leorio and (Name), pushing the man away with his foot.
âHey, rude! Who says you get to sleep next to (Name)?â
âI just donât know how I feel letting my female friend sleep next to a known pervert. I wouldnât be able to rest knowing she might be leered at.â
Leorio began to protest, but Killua spoke up.
âI actually agree with Kurapika. We havenât forgotten what happened during the Hunter Exam.â
âWait what happened?â
(Name) tilted her head in Leorioâs direction.
âOn second thought I think Iâm perfectly fine sleeping over here.â
Leorio cuddled up under a blanket, hiding away from (Name)âs judging gaze.
âUh huh⊠anyways, what should we do next? Okay some games? Watch a movie?â
âArenât we⊠arenât we supposed to sleep?â
Kurapika was already under his blanket, looking up at her with sleepy eyes.
âOh, I mean you can, but I wonât promise youâll be unscathed when you wake up.â
He was suddenly very awake.
âUnscathed?â
âFirst one to fall asleep gets their face drawn on.â
âExcept for (Name). Last time we did thatâŠâ
KIllua shuddered. âIt was a permanent marker too.â
âKillua. You didnât.â
(Name) sighed. âHe did. I had to go on a mission with a faded marker mustache and scribbles on my face. It was awful.â
âI donât envy you. Not one bit.â
Killua and Gon crawled over. âWe said we were sorry! Gon even picked you flowers.â
âYeah, from our neighbors garden.â
âTechnically-â
âTechnically nothing! Now they wonât talk to me anymore!â
(Name) crossed her arms, pouting. âThey were pretty though⊠and it was sweet of youâŠâ
She pulled the two into her arms. âAww, I canât stay mad at my boys. Come on, letâs get some snacks and play some games.â
The two followed behind her like the puppies they were, Kurapika watching.
âHow should I know youâre not going to perv on her?â
Kurapika glanced down at Leorio, who was wrapped up in a blanket. Heâs inched towards the blonde like a worm.
âUnlike you I donât have the history of being a sexual deviant.â
Leorio scoffed. âYeah, sure. Thatâs only because you havenât had your sexual awakening.â
Kurapika frowned. âMy what?â
The dark haired man stared up at him. âYouâre joking. Have you ever had any kind of sexual education?â
â⊠no?â
Leorio face planted. Now he really looked like a worm.
âJesus. Okay, when a mom and a dad love each other very much-â
âI know what sex is, Leorio. Also, shut up.â
The blonde manâs face had gone red. Even if he hadnât had his sexual awakening or whatever the hell Leorio had said, talking about sex was awkward.
Especially when his friend knew a lot more than he did.
âWhatever. Just⊠if you need to know something about it⊠just call me. I donât want you doing something stupid and embarrassing yourself in front of (Name).â
Kurapikaâs face turned a brighter shade of red. âIn front of (Name)? What do you mean by-â
âGuys, should we play Candy Land or Uno?â
Their conversation was thankfully cut short by the group returning, games in hand.
Kurapika thanked the fact that heâd been sick today, because his red face was easily excused.
âââââââ
They played for an hour or so before Leorio gave in and fell asleep.
âBoys, he has classes this weekend. Use the washable markers.â
Kurapika and (Name) sat on the couch watching some random anime the two boys had picked out as they doodled away on Leorioâs face.
âAre you feeling tired?â
(Name) had only asked because Kurapikaâs head was dangerously close to leaning on her shoulder.
âMm⊠a little.â
âYouâre safe to sleep now. They have their victim.â
Kurapika nodded, but didnât move. His eyes were getting heavy and he didnât have enough brain capacity to listen.
âMhm⊠yeah Iâll do that in just⊠just aâŠâ
His head fully leaned onto her shoulder, the man falling asleep.
(Name) peeked at him from the corner of his eyes.
âUgh, why does he have to be so cute. Itâs hard to keep my distance when heâs so freaking cute!â
She moved, moving his head from her shoulder to her lap.
âIf he stayed like that, heâll hurt his neckâŠâ
Once Killua and Gok finished their dastardly deed, they joined (Name) on the couch.
âI can kick him off of you if you want.â
(Name) shooed Killua away. âKillua, thatâs not nice. Let him rest.â
The white haired boy rolled his eyes. âAlright, but donât come complaining to me if he drools on you.â
She pursed her lips. âI wonât.â
Another hour passed, with (Name) passing the time by gently running her fingers through his hair.
It wasnât as soft as it had been when heâd fallen asleep on her before. She knew he hadnât been taking care of himself, and this only solidified the thought in her head.
âI need to help him. Before he ends up getting himself killed.â
Gon and Killua fell asleep soon after. Killua had finally run out of steam after him and Gon chased each other down the street for a good 30 minutes.
âThe neighbors are going to complain again. At least they think the thing disturbing their sleep is a cryptid and not Killua.â
She glanced down at Kurapika.
He was crying.
She didnât know why, but in his sleep tears had pooled into the corners of his eyes, falling onto her lap.
(Name) wiped them away and pulled the blanket they were sharing up to his chin.
âItâs been a long day. I should sleep tooâŠâ
She moved so her legs were underneath him and lied down, her head resting against the armrest of the couch.
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Dangerous Places: 6
When youâre done with the bathroom you slowly make your way to the door. Captain is still in the bedroom, when you open the door heâd looked up.
âAlright, food?â He asks and you stare up at him, âyouâve gotta be hungry. Itâs almost noon.â
âOh, um food would be good.â You look past him and out the window. You canât tell that itâs daytime out there, itâs unnerving.
âAlright, come on up Bunny.â He says holding out his arms before he gently scoops you up. Youâre not sure where to look, you canât look at him but itâs weird looking the way youâre walking. You settle on looking at your knees, the little scar there that you can see from when you were a kid and banged it open on the corner of the stairs.
Steve sets you down back on the counter. The way he so effortlessly carries you around is kind of astonishing.
âWhat do you want? We have,â he pulls open the fridge and frowns, âsome beer. Donât these animals eat?â He grumbles. âAlright Bunny, what do you want me to order in?â
âI donât know.â
âToo many options.â He murmurs to himself and youâre surprised because thatâs exactly what it is. âOkay, do you want Italian or Asian?â
âItalian?â
âYea, pizza, pasta, that kind of stuff.â
âItalian please.â
âOkay, pasta or pizza?â
âUm, pizza please. Just cheese.â You havenât eaten in a while so you donât want to upset your stomach.
âAlright, Iâll get some actual groceries in here for you soon.â
âOkay.â Itâs weird that heâs treating you so kindly, after all he did threaten you and kidnap you and is holding you hostage. So maybe heâs not being so kind after all.
âAlright, letâs make a list so that you can have food you like. Do you like to cook?â
âYes.â
âAnything you need.â
âWhere is my stuff?â
âShould be here later.â He says dismissively and it kind of pisses you off. You donât dare say anything but you do glare at the floor in front of you. âLook at me.â His tone is gentle when he gives the command and you comply. âOh Bunny.â He says with a grin, âI like seeing some fire from you. Whatâs got you bothered?â
âI canât just live here without my shit. I need my phone and some other stuff.â
âYou canât have your phone.â
âThen you have to take me back to my apartment.â He sighs heavily,
âBunny, we have gone over this. It isnât happening.â
âIâm diabetic. I need my sensors, reader and medication.â
âWhy didnât you say something sooner?â He looks irritated as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.
âIâm sorry it wasnât just as easy as snatching a woman out of her bed!â You snap, and he smirks over at you.
âBuck, I have some stuff I need you to get now. No, now.â He looks up at you, âBunny whereâs your stuff?â
âPens are in the fridge and my pills are in the bathroom in the mirror. The needles and alcohol wipes are in the second drawer in the bathroom and so are the sensors, theyâre in boxes. I have some lancets and another sensor in my purse.â You tell him,
âYou hear that Buck? Good. I want that here in the next twenty minutes.â He pauses then growls, âNo, Iâm not fuckin joking. Get it here.â The power of this man is truly stunning, and a little terrifying. Youâre starting to feel like he might actually be different than Crossbones, but then you remember his âbusinessâ he had to take care of before you went to sleep.
Theyâre all the same, all sharp edges and violence.
He texts someone else then looks up at you,
âWhat do you want to do while we wait for food?â
âWhen did you order?â
âI texted one of the ladies our order. I thought you might like having a woman around.â
âOh.â You didnât know he had women, your opinion of him was correct heâs just like Crossbones.
âSo, movie? Tv? Reading? Just sitting here in silence looking at one another? What do you want to do?â
âI donât care.â You say gently, you wonât be fooled by a mob man again.
âI want you to be comfortable here. I know this isnât where you want to be but if I can at least make you comfortable I will.â
âOh,â
âYou said actions right?â You nod, âso youâll see. Why donât we go to the couch, we can eat there too.â He sets you on the couch before dropping down a cushion away. He turns the tv on and starts switching through the channels. Thereâs a knock on the door and he calls,
âCome in.â So Winter does and he has your supplies. He brings them to you and you pull out what you need to test, you have a feeling that youâre low, you put the lancet in then place it on your finger and push the button. You test your blood sugar and sure enough youâre low, even worse the number is going lower.
âHow are you?â
âFine.â You lie and Steve hums lowly,
âTry again Bunny. The truth this time.â
âIâm low, but itâs fine.â
âWhat do you need? Juice? Candy?â
âJuice works.â You tell him, âum, apple?â Steve looks at Winter who nods and leaves again.
âBunny, when it comes to your health you tell me what you need.â
âYes, Captain. Steve. Sorry.â
âGood girl.â He says and your gaze snaps to his, a slow smirk crosses his face. âI wondered if you might like that.â
âI donât.â You lie and he chuckles,
âYour eyes tell me different Bunny.â You glare at him and he grins over at you. Thereâs another knock at the door, this one seems softer, less aggressive than Winter.
âCome in.â The door opens and a pretty red headed woman pushes open the door.
âHey Cap, you wanted some pizza? Oh, hello.â She says seeing you.
âHi.â
âWidow, thanks for picking that up.â Steve says and she nods putting the two pizza boxes on the table.
âHow are you doing Honey?â She asks but you donât say anything, instead you glance over at Steve.
âYou can talk to her Bunny.â
âIâm fine.â You lie and she looks between you and Steve.
âCap, out.â She demands,
âBut pizza.â He practically whines and you stare at him in absolute shock.
âOh take the damn thing with you you big baby.â You stare at her in astonishment, she canât just talk to him like that can she? Steve groans softly but stands from the couch, grabs one of the boxes of pizza and leaves the house.
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Random quote scenes of Han wanting to carry Felix using workouts as an excuse when really he wants to give Felix the princess treatment & show him just how strong he is. Felix plays along because damn Han do be strong and he misses when Minho & Chan use to carry him
Han: "Felix, let me carry you up the stairs. It's a good workout for me."
Felix: "I suppose I can sacrifice my royal dignity for your fitness, Han."
....
Felix: "Han, why are you carrying me to the kitchen?"
Han: "Cardio workout, Felix. You're like a feather, anyway."
Felix: "I'm starting to think you just like carrying me everywhere."
....
Han: "Time for bed, Felix. Piggyback ride?"
Felix: "Only if you promise to hum a lullaby, Hannie."
Minho: "I will sing the lullaby while Hannie returns back to his dorm."
....
Han: "Let's go for a walk, Felix."
Felix: "You mean let's go for a 'Han-carries-Felix' session."
Han: "It's a win-win situation, Felix. You get carried, and I get a workout."
Minho: "Oh great you're here to steal my precious Yongbok time"
....
Felix: "Han, I can walk to the living room myself."
Han: "But then I'd miss my daily 'Felix lifting' routine."
Felix: "Well, who am I to deny you such pleasure?"
Minho: "Jisungie don't you have a dorm you should be going to?"
Han: "Nah I told the hyungs and Hyunjin that I'll be staying over here for the weekend"
Minho: "Oh the joys."
....
Felix: "Han, the grocery store is just around the corner."
Han: "But then I wouldn't get to flex my 'Felix-carrying' muscles."
Felix: "As long as you don't drop me, I'm game."
Minho: "Absolutely not. Nyangnyangracha's dorm shopping time is a sacred journey and you aren't going to ruin that. Come along Bokah~ Manager gave me the car today and I know you love watching us drive."
Felix: "Ooh yes please. Sorry Hannie maybe when we get back we can do something together. Need to make sure my favorite workout buddy gets his daily sessions in."
....
Felix: "Hannie do you think Minho hyung is jealous of you carrying me everywhere?"
Han: "Mayb-"
Minho: "Hell yeah I am. He's stealing you away from me. I don't get my Yongbok time anymore because he's too busy being a showoff"
....
Minho: "Felix, let me drive you to the store."
Han: "Sorry, Minho. Felix prefers my 'carry and walk' service."
Felix: "Guys, can't we just take turns?"
Minho: "No. This means war."
Felix: "Oh god. I liked it better when you were fighting Changbin for Hyunjin."
....
Minho: "Felix, let's go for a drive."
Han: "But Felix and I had a 'carry and stroll' planned."
Felix: "I feel like a prize in a contest I didn't enter."
....
Minho: "Felix, I'll take you to the movies."
Han: "But I had plans for a 'Felix carried by Han' movie night."
Felix: "Can't we all just get along?"
....
Minho: "Felix, let's go for a scenic drive."
Han: "But Felix loves our scenic 'walks with Han' tours."
Felix: "Can we compromise with a bicycle built for three?"
....
Meanwhile at the noisy dorm...
Seungmin: "Anyways so that is why Han has barely been here and why we are moving in."
Jeongin: "At least for now. Felix is gonna miss us and then we get to shove Minho and Han Hyungs aside so we can come back in. I'm getting my Felix cuddles one way or another and if it means destroying the competition from the inside out then by all means I'll do what I can."
Seungmin: "Awwwe Lix texted asking where we were and if he can spend time with us. He's going insane because of Han and Minho hyung."
Chan: "Uhm what's happening?"
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Romance in the office.
Chapter 28- the flames of the past.
That torturous moment that must have been just minutes felt like centuries, holding onto the love of my life as he breathed weakly, using strength that I didnât know I had to keep him in a sitting position, unsure if that was still helping him. My mind only cleared a bit when the sound of sirens became louder, a sign that the ambulance to take him to the hospital had arrived. I donât remember how long it took for them to arrive at the room we were in, given how large the mansion was, but they must have hurried here since they quickly carried Shingenâs unconscious body away. I thought i would follow them immediately into the ambulance, but I couldnât move when they took him away. I couldnât⊠move.
Just like that day.
ââââ
â⊠lena. Selena! Are you still thinking about your grades? I told you it was fine.â A voice so sweet yet nagging called to me, a sigh following her words. âWhen I was your age, exams were certainly not consuming my mind. Dates, on the other handâŠâ her words were playful, as she gently poked my arm with her elbow with a mischievous laughter, careful to not let the groceries fall. My arms were also busy with sacks of groceries, forced to snap out of my thoughts byâŠ
âI am sorry, aunt Ayumi. But if I donât take these seriously now, I might slack off later on.â After everything that she has done for me, my biggest wish was to be successful enough to make her proud.
Though, aunt Ayumi never seemed to care much about these kinds of things, she always said i didnât have to work this hard. During most of my teenage years, she was my anchor, my savior in a way. While she wasnât in a bad situation financially, being a good composer wasnât enough to keep us well off. It was just barely enough to pay for our food and bills, but i always felt guilty that she wasnât able to spoil herself more with me to take care of. While I knew her as aunt Ayumi, most people would know her as Eden.
âYou are still calling me aunt? I thought we had rehearsed this. Why donât you try something like âmomâ?â
âIt feels awkward calling you that.â
âAwkward? After all these years? Maybe mom itâs too formal, how about mama?â I cringed at the word the moment it came out of her mouth, making her laugh in amusement.
âI am not a baby. Donât say words like that in public.â I tried frowning to make a point to her that I was angry, but that didnât stop her from teasing me mercilessly. I should pray no classmate of mine is around.
âI was only a joke, but you shouldnât be so stiff. It has been years since i adopted you and it seems like you never get comfortable around me.â We walked side by side back to our house in a peaceful suburb, it was during weekends like these that she would ask for my help to go to the supermarket, to clean around the house or to go shopping, all of it to keep me away from studying.
While I appreciated her efforts to help me take it easy, I couldnât really relax with so much pressure from the exams that were coming soon. Partially, I was more annoyed than thankful.
âIt hasnât been that long, though. Maybe next time, you shouldââ before I could even finish my sentence, which was meant to be a request for her to stop interrupting my study time on weekends, we heard a loud crying noise. The commotion was just a bit ahead of us, as we got closer, we noticed that one of the houses in the neighborhood was catching on fire, it looked like it was just starting.
The smoke was starting to get bad, though⊠we should contact the firefighters immediately, even if there was no one inside. I took my phone to call for help, luckily it wasnât difficult to tell them the location of the fire and how bad it was since it was in our neighborhood. I took a quick look at aunt Ayumi to see how she was after seeing the fire, only to noticed that the groceries she was holding fell on the ground, in the panic i didnât even hear the sound it made. Her eyes were focused on the house, no, rather on something inside the house. I followed her gaze to see that there was a child inside, visible through the window. It seemed like a little girl that was too scared of moving from where she was.
âW-wait! There is a child inside, please hurry up!â My words were coming out in a mess, there was starting appear more smoke, making it difficult to see through the window. All I could think wasâŠ
Where is this girlâs mother?!
It looked like she was alone, but now we couldnât see her more clearly, at this rate the firefighters wouldnât be able to get here in time to save her. Aunt Ayumi seemed to have the same train of thought, but there was a different glint in her eyes.
âSelena, stay here and wait for help to come. Do not follow me!â Her voice was authoritative, a tone that she had very rarely used with me before.
Before I could react, she ran towards the door while I was still on the line with the emergency, the firefighters would be here soon. She had gone inside!
âAunt, wait!â I couldnât even bring myself to explain to the other person on the line that my aunt had gone inside the house, i couldnât see anything. I tried getting closer to the door that was now wide open from aunt Ayumi bursting inside to get to the girl. I desperately looked inside but didnât dare go in, it would be even more dangerous to have more people within the house when it could fall at any moment now.
I wish I could go in to help her, but I also wouldnât disobey her orders and put myself in danger. As my thoughts began to become a mess, finally I could see a silhouette coming closer to the door, my anxiety slowly waning when I saw my aunt carrying the little girl in her arms to get out. She was cradling the child, who was hiding her face on her shoulder.
âHurry! Get out of there!â I called out to her when I saw that the flames had taken over most of the house.
She was close, just a bit more and she would be out of danger with the girl!
But it was too soon for me to celebrate, one of the pillars inside the house began to collapse from the fire, time seemed to have gone slower as it fell down towards aunt Ayumi as she passed by. She fell down to the floor while holding onto the girl, who screamed when they suddenly fell together. The pillar trapped auntâs leg badly.
The firefighters werenât here yet⊠I couldnât keep watching any longer, screw her orders! I got inside the house while covering my nose and mouth, squinting my eyes as I made my way towards her. My aunt was also covering her face and the little girlâs to keep the smoke from harming them, the moment she saw me I knew she was angry I disobeyed her.
âI told you toââ irritated, I interrupted her before she could scold me.
âNow is not the time for that! We need to get you both out of here!â She flinched a bit, but nodded at my words, she knew that there was no room for arguing now.
I walked towards her leg and tried lifting the pillar, to no avail as I wasnât strong enough to lift it. My arms were shaking from the amount of strength I was putting into it. I looked over at her, she was looking at the little girl and then turned her gaze at me. âSelena⊠take the girl and leave right now.â
My world sank when she said that, tears pouring from the corners of my eyes. âI am not leaving you here!â
Her gaze was more gentle, without the fear that she was previously feeling. That gaze is one that still haunts me, one of someone willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of others. âAnd I am not letting my daughter and this child go down with me here. Hurry outside with her, now!â
It felt impossible to decide, aunt was holding the crying little girl towards me to hold, I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes close tightly before making a decision. I grabbed the child from her, feeling the girl hugging my torso tightly and burying her face into my chest, trembling in fear, a reminder that I could still save a life here.
I speed up towards the door, jumping through it before the flames consumed the doorway completely, my arms were enveloped around the girl to cushion her fall as we both hit the ground. A faint sound of sirens were coming closer, the desperate screams of a woman rushing towards me. It was probably the girlâs mother.
Even though I could still hear ringing in my ears from all that adrenaline, my hearing was focusing on the mother, who seemed to have come home from shopping for groceries running towards her daughter. The little girl moved out from my arms to hug her mother⊠while my own was still inside the house.
I didnât even see the firefighters coming closer to extinguish the flames, I couldnât even move or respond when one of them came to ask me questions, all i could muster in a shaky voice was that my mother was still inside. I wish I could scream at them to get her out, but my body froze, my vocal cords froze. I couldnât moveâŠ
I couldnât move likeâŠ
ââââ
Right now⊠a hand suddenly found its way onto my shoulder, giving it a squeeze. It felt like I was snapped out of my thoughts to look behind me. Shingenâs grandfather was looking down at me while still sitting on his wheelchair.
âYou must go to him.â His voice wasnât as cruel as it was before, but it remained cold while speaking to me.
â⊠what is this sudden change of heart?â I quickly wiped my tears from my cheeks, not wanting to look more pathetic than I already did.
âIt isnât a change of heart, rather⊠he would want to have you there. Only an idiot would remain by someone as stubborn as my grandchildâs side, knowing that a situation like this would happen.â I wasnât sure whether those words were of kindness or an insult, he looked away to gaze at the door, the one where the emergency took Shingenâs unconscious body away. âThat is true love, i would say. I shall not interfere with your relationship unless I see it necessary.â
Yeah, i couldnât like this old man at all, even now. But⊠he was right, i couldnât keep thinking that the same things that happened that day is happening now. I must remain by Shingenâs side, just like i promised him. âThank you.â
âThis isnât worth thanking me for. My foolish grandchild will give you a ride to the hospital, he should be arriving at any minute now to take you there.â Foolish grandchild? Could he be talking aboutâŠ?
âYoshimoto? But howâŠ?â As far as I knew, yoshimoto wouldnât know of what happened here that fast, and his relationship with their grandfather wasnât the best, unlessâŠ
âI called him while you were paralyzed there. That is worth thanking me for. Now run along to the entrance to wait for him, foolish girl.â This old man and his way of calling everyone foolish⊠fine, now it wasnât the time to focus on that, i would talk with him during a calmer moment later. I got up from the floor and fixed my clothes, which were a bit stained with blood from when shingen coughed when I was holding him. I started to leave but made a pause when I reached the doorway, looking back at him. Shingenâs grandfather may be arrogant, controlling and certainly not the type to be loving towards his families, but he did care from what I could tell in the end.
âThank you.â That was all I could say before hurrying up out of there towards the entrance. Although I was in a hurry, I still remember the way that we were guided by the butler, so going back to the entrance wasnât hard.
And there I waited, until I saw a familiar car approaching.
He really gives me a ride when I am needing help the most, huh?
The moment the car stopped in front of me, the window lowered, I was met with sympathetic eyes. The usually elegant Yoshimoto was a mess, his long beautiful hair was tied in a bun, it looked like it was styled in a hurry. Even in that state, his voice and gaze remained calm.
âI can only imagine how you must be feeling right now, but you can tell me that on the way there.â He unlocked the car door to let me in, and I found comfort in the passenger seat beside him.
âYou somehow are always there for me in these situations. Thank you.â I smiled at him, feeling grateful to have a friend like that by my side. Yoshimotoâs reaction was a bit odd, though. He looked away at my words.
âItâs nothing, I am just glad I am able to help you this way.â That was odd⊠his ears are a bit redâ
Oh.
Oh.
Only now did i notice what was happening, and I thought it would be kinder to him to pretend i didnât notice anything. Better to do that then ruin our current friendship.
âA-anyway, we should go to the hospital, I want to know if the doctors will be able to wake him up. A surgery is unavoidable now.â I changed the subject so that the atmosphere wasnât completely awkward between us.
âOf course, shingen will need us once he wakes up. I also alerted Yukimura and Kenshin to go there.â And so the car began moving, this time i wouldnât let panic take over me. Not when i could move towards him, before anymore flames consume us
To be continuedâŠ.
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Let's Play P2
Media - The Maze Runner Series AU Characters - Newt Couples - Newt X Reader Rating - 18 + death / Saw movie Word Count - 2787
As I made my way to the car, I reached for the last bag of groceries. Carrying it inside, I was greeted by the familiar scene of toys, skirts, and glitter scattered everywhere in the house. As I set my heavy bags down on the spacious granite kitchen island, I took a deep breath and embarked on the familiar routine of unpacking the groceries.
"Ooh that you sweetie?" Newt called from the living room couch where he sat feeding little baby Penny,
"Yep, and I brought chocolate mini rolls," I answered,
"My god do I love you," he chuckled, "Penny, shall we go see mummy, shall we? yeah." He cooed as he took her bottle away and slowly pushed up coming to the kitchen with a bit of a wobble where the joins of his prosthetic needed adjusting again, "Hi," He smiled as we shared a soft kiss,
"Hi," I smiled back, "how's our littlest lady?"
"Little and lovely," he chuckled rubbing her nose on his,
"Good, how are the other two?"
"Lilly's bus should be here any minute, I picked up Alice from school earlier and she is in bed resting up with her tummy ache."
"Good, I'll take her up some soup in a bit," As I gently cradled little Penny in my arms, I couldn't help but shower her with soft kisses on her sweet blonde head. At that moment, the door suddenly opened, and Lilly rushed in, as she always did, throwing her bag carelessly on the stairs. Without hesitation, she made a beeline for Newt and embraced him tightly.
"Whoa, hello there. How was school?" he asked,
"Bad."
"Oh, why bad?"
"My tummy hurts," she whines,
"Ohhh, I had to pick your little sister up from school at lunch cause she wasn't feeling well,"
"Why didn't you go to the nurse Lilly?" I asked,
"I thought I would be okay till I got home,"
"Okay, well have a glass of water and go lay in bed, I'll bring you and Alice up some soup okay?"
After nodding in agreement, she gave Newt and me each a warm hug before she headed upstairs. I finished putting away the groceries and let the soup simmer on the stove, releasing its savoury aroma into the air. I then joined Newt on the sofa, where he gently rocked baby Penny in her bassinet, soothing her with a sweet lullaby.
"You think it's those fish fingers from last night?" He asked,
"Maybe, but then we'd be sick," I shrug,
"True," He nodded, "... the bread for their sandwiches maybe? we did get it reduced."
"No, I had it today I feel fine," I shrug, "Plus you picked Alice but before she ate her lunch,"
"Good point," He agreed, "Maybe there's just something going around, you've been to that school place is always sticky,"
"I know," I sighed leaning my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me, "I just worry is all,"
"Of course you're worried, you think I'm not worried about our little angels?" he chuckled, "Anything serious first call to the doctor okay?"
"Okay," I nodded giving him a small kiss,
"Good, now let's pop the telly on while dinner cooks and maybe we can have a little cuddle up in bed tonight?" he asked with a sly hopeful look in his eyes,
"Newt..." I rasied an eyebrow playfully,
He pouted, "Please."
"I'll think about it."
"Yes!" He celebrated,
He grabbed the remote and began to flip through channels as usual we didn't find much so just put the news on while we relaxed,
'Today marks the ten-year anniversary of the apprehension of the notorious serial killer Austin Ledwik, widely known as 'The Game Master.' Ledwik was responsible for orchestrating a series of horrifying and elaborate events in which unsuspecting individuals were abducted and trapped in intricately designed murder scenarios, forced to compete for their lives. Throughout his criminal career, Ledwik hosted a total of sixteen of these deadly games, resulting in a devastating death toll of over one hundred victims. His final grim spectacle, themed around Valentine's Day and dubbed the "Love Games," culminated in an unexpected victory by one of the contestants, ultimately leading to Ledwik's capture by law enforcement before he could escape-"
Newt quickly turned the TV off,
"Thank you," I smiled,
"You're welcome, not exactly something either of us need reminding," He sighed,
"Come on dinner time,"
"Umm your delicious feel-better soup, I shall take a whole bucket if you please," He cooed,
"No buckets only a bowl available today,"
"Ohh well, I suppose it'll do," After exchanging a tender kiss, I made my way to the kitchen to prepare a meal. Gathering four bowls, I carefully portioned out servings for each of the girls, as well as for Newt and myself. Abruptly, without any warning, a deafening, echoing BANG shattered the quiet, and everything around me plunged into darkness.
When I regained consciousness, I felt a shiver course through my body. As I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself sprawled on the floor of what seemed to be the dimly lit, cobweb-filled attic of an old farmhouse. To my surprise, I was surrounded by a diverse group of individuals - a young girl in a dishevelled pink dress with bright blonde hair and smudged makeup, an older man wrapped in a bulky coat, a woman sporting a long ponytail and dressed in workout clothes, and a muscular man donning a police uniform. Newt lay next to me unconscious still, and an unsettling sensation gnawed at my gut.
"Not again..." I gasped, "Newt... Newt wake up!" I begged,
"Umm?" He groaned, "Ohh bloody hell my head-" He complained before his eyes cleared, "Where the fuck are we..." He asked his tone strangely calm but deeply serious,
Slowly others began to wake we all had the same questions,
"What is this place..." The older man asked,
"AHhhhhhh I'm like so Claustrophobic! Let me out!" The blonde woman whined,
"How did we get here? Mike, what's going on?" The other woman asked the officer,
"I don't know Grace." he told her, "Who are you to?"
"Y/n and Isaac Newton," I answered,
"And you?"
"Uhh Franklin James." The older man nodded,
"Mercedes Prance," The blonde girl whined,
"Okay... okay, Officer Grace Wilson." The woman nodded,
"And Officer Mike Smith. Everyone just remains calm." Mike answered, "Anyone any idea how we got here?"
Everyone shook their heads,
"It's gonna be that game freak!" Mercedes screamed,
"That was ten years ago you dumbass!" Franklin glared at her,
"It can't be Austin Ledwik, The Guy hung himself after two weeks in prison. I know I checked the body myself." Grace explained,
"Copycat?" Mike asked,
"Well, Well, Welcome Everyone!" A voice cooed,
A TV in the corner of the room showing a very joyful man with bright blue hair,
"I know we all love a little drama but I think it's time for a little exposition!" He chuckled, "Let me introduce myself, I am 'The On Air Assassin.'" He smirked swirling on his chair,
"I think so," Grace nodded,
"Now, this is a little anniversary show to celebrate ten years of my beloved inspiration 'The Game Master' he taught me so much, and I miss him every day, to today we celebrate his legacy. In a Game, I'm calling... Revenge Six ways." He laughed,
"No... no no no." I gasped already tears flooding down my face,
Newt wrapped his arms around me even if he too was shaking,
"And what better contestants to have, Than these." He smirked, "Presenting. Officers Grace Wilson and Mike Smith! The very Officer who arrested Austin Ledwik. Franklin James! The Judge who sentenced Austin to his life sentence and his death. Mercedes Prance! The Sweet little stepdaughter who ratted Austin out during his trial. And Finally... Isaac and Y/n Newton! His last Contestants, his only survivors and the reason he was arrested."
I couldn't hold back my tears, clutching Newt tightly so afraid of what this man was going to do to us,
"Shut up her crying I can't hear him!" Franklin yelled,
"Fuck you!" Newt yelled, "You don't know... none of you went through what we did... so shut the fuck up! and let my wife cry!"
"Now, now plenty of time for that," he smirked, "There are three floors, make it through all three and you'll be allowed to leave and you'll even get a prize." He smirked, "Let's show off what you're playing for,"
The camera moved inside this dark grey room, showing an older woman in a long grey dress,
"Martha!" Franklin yelled, "My wife! Bastard has my wife!"
The camera moved again to another area where a small dog sat,
"Tiddles!" Mercedes yelled,
"Who gives a shit about your dog he has my wife!" Franklin yelled,
The camera moved again showing an officer struggling against the restraints,
"Sargent Jacobs..." Grace gasped,
"Shit-" Mike complained running a hand through his hair,
"And our final grand prize, da, da, da, da!"
The camera moved and there they were...
I crawled desperately to the screen,
"No... no no no no! MY BABIES NOOOOO!" I screamed, "Lilly! Alice! Penny!" I cried out, "Please! Don't hurt our girls! PLEASE!"
"Y/n take a breath," Grace tried to console me,
"No... no. Please give them back!" I screamed,
"They will not be harmed, and if you survive they will be returned to you." The man explained, "There is a key somewhere in this room that shall unlock the next. Let the games Begin!"
Grace and Mike dragged me away as the screen turned off,
I cried in hysterics until I saw Newt.
And my blood ran colder than I had ever known it to.
He sat there, his only motion his sharp jagged breaths that caused his shoulders to move, his eyes on the screen squarely, and they darkened. In a way I had never seen, In fifteen years of marriage I had never seen him like this. There was a rage inside him, a rage that no man, or god could stop.
"He... has... my... daughters..." His voice was cold, calm, and full of brimming rage,
"Mr Newton just try to-" Mike tried to calm him,
"HE HAS MY DAUGHTERS!" He screamed his tone animalistic, and then he began to laugh, an intense maddening laughter that filled the room, "Ohh you made two mistakes there, Mr on Air Assassin. You took my daughters. our little girls. And you showed your face... Now we both know... there's not a single chance of you getting out of here alive."
Newt got to his feet and marched to the door.
"He said there was a key to open the door!" Mercedes yelled,
But before anyone could even start looking Newt shoulder thrusted the door and it immediately busted open leading to a stairwell,
"Fuck Keys. I make my own doors." Newt glared at her,
Newt grabbed my hand and we shared a look of understanding, the same one we had shared ten years ago, we both knew we were ready to do anything, and matching him my sadness turned to rage.
We marched down those stairs like we were on military orders, we arrived at a room with a large old pizza oven,
"Revenge is a dish best served Hot some say, now let's see how much heat you can take?" The man smirked,
We didn't even say a word to each other, we searched the room and each spotted something. Newt grabbed a rusty metal pipe and I grabbed an old wooden board.
The others slowly followed but Franklin and Mercedes sheepishly stayed at the back,
Mike and Grace were completely with us, letting us go fueled by rage.
No one even checked the fire or the rules,
Mike kicked down the door and he and Grace headed out into the hallway filled with various doors, they moved through each door kicking them down and checking them,
"Clear." Grace nodded as she kicked down the last door and turned to the stairs,
Newt and I marched down the stairs and found a room with a set of keys inside a block of ice,
"Now... we uhh... we have this test where uhh ... where revenge is a dish best served cold." The man explained,
"You fucking hack!" I yelled, "At least Game Master had ideas beyond Google."
Newt went up and grabbed the ice slamming it down on the floor which broke it open,
"Keys. Get them out." He handed them to Mike,
Mike immediately went and opened the door to set them free from the house, Franklin and Mercedes ran out desperate for their freedom, Grace bolted out to the nearby road where a payphone sat to call for help,
"There's another door," I said as I saw the door leading to the basement,
"Let's get out girls." Newt nodded, breaking the door open with his pipe,
We ran down and immediately saw him.
The man from the Screen, as he desperately fumbled for a gun, holding Lilly in his arm as he cried,
"Stay the fuck away from me!" He yelled, "It wasn't meant to go like this... you were supposed to die!"
"Plans change." Newt growled, "Let her go. And I might let you live."
"How about I shoot her? I shoot all of them! I wanted death, I wanted my show but you had to go and ruin it."
"You took our daughters... did you think we would lay down and die?" I asked,
"Back away," Mike demanded as he followed us down,
"No. This is us. get the others out." Newt told him,
Mike nodded and worked to get the other hostages out,
Newt walked his pipe dragging along the floor as he walked closer without a single fear in his eyes, "Let. Her. Go. Now." He demanded,
"Or what!"
"You are nothing but a shitting imitation. A copycat. Austin was a bastard and I will curse him as he rots in the deepest pit of hell for all he did to me. My wife. And the people we used to call our friends... all of which died at his hands. You are nothing compared to him... Not even worth the foolish games you tried to make. So I will ask you again. Let her go."
"I am not an imiatation!" He screamed,
I heard the gunfire and I screamed, I grabbed Lilly by the arm and pulled her from him checking her over and finding she was okay.
"Ohh my darling," I cooed holding her close,
"Lilly's okay?" Newt asked so I nodded,
"Upstairs now," Mike called as he helped carry Penny,
"Take them," I told him leading Lilly with him as they went upstairs,
"Wha... what the fuck- how did you?" The man asked his gun shaking in his hand, he had shot Newt's leg. His Prosthetic leg.
"That's the mark your predecessor left. And you didn't even have the balls to do what he did." Newt answered, "I hope there is a hell. I really do. Becuase I'm sending you to talk with the man you adore so much. And one day... After I have lived a life with my gorgeous wife, my beautiful children, maybe even some adorable grandkids." he explained as he tossed the gun from his hands and backed him into a corner, "I'm coming for you. Both of you. And trust me You. Will. Pay." He said before hitting him with the pipe hard and fast,
Newt hit, over and over and over until nothing of the man remained by a bloody mess,
Once he slowed I wrapped my arms around him and calmed him down,
"It's okay. It's okay. It's over. It's over." I cooed,
"Let's get out of here," he nodded dropping the pipe as we headed up to meet with the others,
Newt and I sat on the grass holding our girls as tight as we could, When Mike came over sitting beside us,
"You know what happened in there?" Newt asked,
"I do." Mike nodded,
"Am I being arrested?"
"... You saved their lives. All of them." Mike nodded, "He shot himself when he saw his plans went badly."
Newt and I nodded,
So Mike patted Newt's shoulder and returned to Grace,
"You did a good thing Newt," I told him laying my head on his shoulder,
"I don't care." he shook his head, "I'd have killed all of them if I had to. For you girls. You are my world. My Everything. You. Lilly. Alice. Penny. I- I would rather die than be without you. And I mean what I said, there is no man or god that will ever take you girls from me." He said as he gave a kiss to each of our heads, "I love you, Y/n, with all my heart."
"I love you too Newt." I cooed,
"And I love you girls." He smiled,
"We love you too Daddy," Alice and Lilly both smiled giving him a big hug,
"Da-Dada..." Penny giggled,
And all of us gasped,
"Her- her first word."
"Dada." she giggled as Newt took her in his arms,
"Aww my littlest angel," He cooed,
Just as the Police pulled up to the house,
"Come on, let's get you girls safe."
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second honeymoon
pairing: non-idol!bang chan x gn!reader
prompt: cabin
word count: 0.6k~
warnings: married au! slight implications of sex in the future lol. also some talks of expanding the family (in terms of getting a dog, but there are implications of at least talking abt kids again sometime).
daisyâs notes: hgnnnghg him :( <3
This trip into the mountains had been painted as your second honeymoon, and your excitement had infected Chris at some point. Not that he was complaining: the same thing had happened the first time when the two of you went to the beach after you got married. It was only fair that you two went where you really wanted to go since you had the time to.
Youâd let yourself into the cabin, key in hand while Chris was carrying the bags up from the car, and it felt like the two of you were complete newlyweds again. The half a year of marriage between the two of you was practically nonexistent as you flitted from one place to another to check out everything you knew the cabin already had. The two of you had passed by a grocery store in the town on the way up and could drive back down to get groceries.
âWe can make breakfast together in the morning,â youâd called back over your shoulder while Chris was unpacking your bags. âOh! And we should buy hot chocolate so we can get cozy by the fire--â
Chris merely smiled to himself before making his way out to you, wrapping his arms around you. âWhy donât we sit down for a few minutes?â
And you laughed softly, leaning into him. âSorry,â you hummed, âIâm just excited. I loved the beach and all, but this...â
He pressed a chaste kiss into your neck. âI know! Itâs your turn to be excited,â he said. âI just want a few minutes to rest from the drive here.â
âOh. Right,â you giggled, turning your face so you could press a quick kiss onto his cheek. âOkay. Sorry--â
He guided you over to the couch, bringing you into his lap as he snuggled in. âAt least I have an excuse to cuddle with you.â
âLike you needed one.â
He chuckled. âSo... Now that weâre here and I can seduce you...â He tightened his hold on you just a little, âand since weâre moving in a few months...â
âMhm?â
âI was thinking... Maybe we could expand our family a little?â He pressed a small kiss into your neck. âJust a little.â
You looked up. âLike a kid...?â
âNo! No,â he said, âI mean, maybe one day--But... We talked about getting a dog.â
âOh!â You shifted, pulling away from your husband long enough to turn and face him. âI think... We can definitely start looking into getting a dog.â
âWait, really?â He smiled, âI had this whole thing planned out where I was going to talk to you about how weâd finally have the space and--and thereâs shelters where we can adopt one, and--Are you serious?â
You nodded. âI know youâve been wanting a dog,â you said, âand we always said weâd get one once we moved out of the apartment.â
He kissed you hard, before peppering kisses on your face. âI really was ready to seduce you just to get you to think about it.â
âYou can still seduce me,â you teased. âIâm okay with that.â
He laughed softly. âIâll do it in the morning. I think Iâm going to crash after dinner tonight,â he said. âBut Iâll make you breakfast in bed, too. Felix and I were looking at some puppies together...â
âUh-huh?â You smiled. âAlready cheating on Berry again, I see.â
âNooo--Itâs not cheating, itâs adoption! Sheâs going to love her little sibling once we bring her over, too!â
Even though you knew the way Berry was when she was around other dogs, you merely laughed and kissed your husband. âIâm sure she will.â
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