#oh boy heeere we go

[dual-desires]

In That Sharp Place

🌙 vegaspete incubus AU, 14k

❗️ graphic violence, dubious consent

🔮 incubus!Vegas, human!Pete, captivity, smut, size difference

Link here 👇

[flyiingsly]

Secret Santa

Pairing : Hardcase x medic!reader

Warnings : Mention of injuries, death and war, two idiots in love with each other, a bit of angst and mutual pining, fluff

Wordcount : 5,7k

Summary : The 501st boys are organizing a little event for Life Day, but the night took an unexpected turn when you receive a very special gift from your favorite trooper.

A/N : Heeere we are, my submission for the @cloneficgiftexchange ! I was assigned to @melliejellybellybean  and oh boy that one was so much fun to write ! (Telling a story about a Secret Santa event for a Secret Sant event, what a very cliché thing to do, I know, but I just couldn't resist it)

I'm soooo happy to be a part of this exchange ! Right after I've received your name, I immediately checked your blog to learn more about you, and then I discovered that you seem to be a very enthusiast Taylor Swift fan, and I was like OMG THAT’S SO COOL because I really love her music as well, and not gonna lie, it was that perfect excuse to listen to her songs like a maniac while writing this, it gave me a lot of inspiration and good vibes, that was amazing !

I really hope that you're gonna like it too 💜

Since you started to work as a medic for the 501st legion under the commands of General Skywalker, your days suddenly became more animated. But you couldn’t say that you weren’t enjoying it. In fact, it was quite the contrary : you loved working with them.

When you arrived at the GAR med bay, you were placed under the supervision of one of their best medics, Kix, who quickly became your best friend. Then, you were introduced to the rest of the company, and as you were getting to know them better, they soon adopted you as one of their own.

You were getting along with them very well, and they quickly became like your family more than just coworkers or patients. You were spending most of your time with them, whether on missions or on shore leaves.

Since you were following them on every battlefield they were sent to, going through the horrors of war together and saving their lives has created a very strong bond between you and them.

But fortunately, there wasn’t only bad stuff to share, and despite the fact that you were nervous and not very enthusiastic the first time they invited you to join them at the 79’, you were now used to it and really were enjoying those special and joyful moments spent together.

In addition of Kix, there was another person in the group you became particularly close to : Hardcase. He was one of your most recurrent patients, for he was admitted in the med bay every once in a while, for the most unexpected and silly reasons sometimes.

You used to worry for him the first couple of times you found him waiting in your examination room, covered in blood and bruises, but as the time passed by, you realized that his injuries were, in most cases, looking more serious and concerning than they actually were.

You both became attached to each other pretty quickly. You loved his sense of humor, his energy, and his adventurous temperament, and he grew very fond of your kindness, selflessness and thoughtfulness.

In fact, everyone who was at least a little close to him could easily notice that there was something more than just strong friendship and appreciation silently going on between you.

Hardcase wasn’t usually the kind of person to be shy or self-conscious, on the contrary, but with you, it was different.

He was often caught glancing and smiling dreamingly at you when you weren’t watching or found all flustered and blushing after talking to you or running unexpectedly into you in the GAR station’s corridors. Just the way he was talking about you was enough to anyone who was listening to him to catch a glimpse of his true feelings.

At some point, Kix even started to ask himself if his constant visits to the med bay weren’t an excuse to see you. He just couldn’t believe that someone could be that clumsy and careless without doing it on purpose. But you, on the other hand, as long as he wasn’t suffering too much, were always more than happy to see him pass the door.

He was making you laugh, and he was always finding a way to drag you along in his shenanigans and making you engage in silly and funny situations you would never have believed you’d be taking part of one day.

You were a steady and quiet person, and when he was near you, he seemed to become calmer and more relaxed too, like if your presence was soothing both his mind and his body.

To have you around was a true relief for his brothers sometimes, because his excess of energy could be a bit exhausting for them. It wasn’t a problem for you though, for you were never tired of him.

Each one of you seemed to be the perfect balance to the other, and everyone around was waiting for the moment when you will finally end up together.

So of course, when the company decided to put together a special little party to celebrate Life’s Day, you obviously were on top of the guest’s list. In fact, you were one of the first person to know about that idea, and they even asked you for help to plan the event.

The timing was perfect, for the exact day of the celebrations was coinciding with the day after returning from a mission, which meant that the company was, if everything went well, supposed to be on Coruscant for a several days shore leave at that time.

Commander Tano and General Skywalker were invited as well, and happily accepted to join. It was their idea to organize a Secret Santa at first. It apparently was a popular thing on various planets, and when they submitted it to the rest of the company, everyone enthusiastically agreed to give it a try.

When the time came to pick up a name in the basket, you got very lucky, for you immediately knew what would make that particular person happy.

What you didn’t know however, was that it was your beloved Hardcase who got you. But on top of that, what you both couldn’t imagined was that it wasn’t just fate who made him pick you up. In fact, it was mostly Jesse’s and Kix’s idea.

They knew how fond their brother was of you, so they decided to play a little trick on him, both to tease him, but also because they saw it as a perfect occasion to give him a little help to confess his feelings to you.

When he discovered your name written in capital letters, he got through a lot of different emotions in a couple of seconds. Fives and Echo, who volunteered to hand the names out, and who were flying around the GAR base with an upside-down helmet full a little piece of papers, tried their best not to sell themselves by laughing in front of him when they saw him froze on the spot, eyes wide, then smile excitedly with sparkling pupils, before an expression of pure shock and disbelieve pass on his face.

Little did he know that before reaching for him, the two ARCs took care of switching every remaining paper from the homemade basket with only covered in your name ones. He had absolutely no chances to escape it.

It took him several days of intense reflection to find something to offer to you. It seemed like an eternity to Kix, who had to answer numerous questions about whether or not you’ll appreciate his latest idea and who got asked for his opinion at the most unexpected times of the day. But seeing him that involved and entitled to make you happy was so adorable that he couldn’t really find it annoying.

But at last, he finally managed to find something special, really special and meaningful, something that you’ll be glad to receive, and that will, at the same time, perfectly embody how important you were for him.

I wasn’t going to be easy to make, but he knew it, he couldn’t have find a more perfect gift for you.

***

The event was taking place in one of the many GAR’s aircraft hangars, because of the open view its massive door and high level was offering on the city.

Lights were a very important and symbolic part of the Life Day, and the pick of the celebrations on Coruscant was the release of thousands of paper lanterns all around the planet. So being able to see the sky was very important for that night.

The evening started with a big feast.

You had worked for most of the day to prepare all of it with the boys, moving numerous tables and chairs from the mess hall, and placing them in a row between the ships resting in the hangar. It was a lot of organization, but it was more than worth it.

For the food, you had all voted for the simplest option : each guest ordered a meal of his choice from some delivery service, so everyone could eat exactly what they wanted. It wasn’t the most elaborate meal ever, nor the most traditional, but at least everyone was enjoying it, and the whole setting was still making it looks special and festive nonetheless.

The gifts from the Secret Santa were supposed to be exchanged at the end of the “banquet”, after the desert.

Just as they did with the names in the first place, it was Echo and Fives who were in charge of collecting the presents from the players in the morning, to make sure that nobody could see who was dropping which one off, and so they could be delivered all at the same time to their addressees.

But nobody was expecting them to enter the hangar the way they did, Fives wearing a full Santa costume, standing on top of a pallet truck next to a pile of colorful boxes, and carried around by a red nosed and covered in garlands Echo, both visibly very proud of their little show.

It was hilarious, and the fact that he was trying to make his voice even more deep than it already was added a layer of comic to the whole situation.

He then asked to everyone to stand up and come closer to the vehicle, and his request was soon followed by a big and noisy mess of swinging chair and people cheerfully gathering around them.

As they started to give out the gifts, picking them one by one and calling the names written on them, the atmosphere became electric, heavy with muffled cackles and whispers.

You were assigned to a bigger than expected wooden box, beautifully hand painted in blue and circled with a large white ribbon. It was very heavy, so heavy that Rex offered to help you carrying it for you.

Once every participant had been called, the twins enthusiastically started a countdown so all the boxes could be opened simultaneously. As soon as it hit zero, the sound of shredded paper filled the air, quickly followed by a concert of exclamations, laughs and surprised squeaks. You even caught a couple of “that’s exactly what I wanted !” and “I knew it !” in the middle of the various reactions.

Rex had settled the box on a corner of the table to make it easier for you to open it, and you were now examining it from every angle to figure out how to do so. It was that kind of ammunitions containers that could be found in every GAR armory, and that were usually requiring a special tool to unseal, but this one obviously had already been opened at least once.

You were so concentrated on it that you didn’t noticed the many pairs of eyes looking furtively at you, waiting for your reaction.

When you finally managed to open it, the first thing that you saw was styrofoam chips. You chuckled at the view, anticipating a prank and ready to find nothing but those in the box.

But as you dived your fingers inside, they quickly fell on a round, massive and cold shape.

“AHAH !” you exclaimed, grabbing the mysterious item with both hands and pulling it toward you in a burst of colorful little polystyrene bits.

But you weren’t expecting what you were about to find.

As soon as you saw and understood what it was, you immediately gasped, your eyes widening in surprise.

You were now holding a brand new and freshly painted armor cuirass, immaculately white.

“What the …” you mumbled, simultaneously confused and in awe.

You turned it between your fingers, examining every angle of it, admiring its curves and looking at it with glowing eyes.

You soon after put your hands back in, frantically searching for more parts, dying to know if there was something else in that box.

When you stumbled upon one, then two vambraces, you let out a squeak, and couldn’t help but immediately try them on on top of your medic long sleeved jacket.

“No way !!! you let out, when finding out that they were perfectly fitting to your forearms. You twirled and twisted your arms around several times, looking at them with eyes watery from excitement.

You never got the chance to have your own set of armor before, for as a nat born medic, you weren’t supposed to get exposed during conflicts. Only clone medics were usually taking part of the fights and following the troops in battles. You, on the other hand, were supposed to stay behind, keeping your distances with the front line and waiting for the soldiers to return to heal them.

Bu you weren’t following that guidelines most of the times. You were part of the 501st after all, and just like their General, you had your own and particular way of managing difficult situations. That’s how you find yourself running in the middle of the battlefield more than a couples of times, trying to rescue someone.

You even got injured once, not that severely, but still badly enough to frighten the hell out of Rex and get a full lecture from him. Needless to say that it didn’t stopped you from doing it again anyway. Everybody in the company perfectly knew that there was no way to prevent you from saving lives, even at the cost of your own safety.

Of course, you’ve already tried to borrow a spare one from the armory, but standard clone’s armors weren’t the right size for you, and the Jedi’s special lighter armors were way too expensive to equip a medic, so you just never really bother thinking much about it after that.

You kept exploring the depths of the box until there was nothing left inside but chips. You successively pulled out a pair of gauntlets, rerebraces, and elbows pieces, a plackart, and finally, a pair of spaulders. One of them was plastered with a bright red, perfectly hand traced medic emblem. It was absolutely gorgeous.

That’s when you noticed it. The little card stuck on the inside of one of the shoulders. You took it off from the plastoid surface and unfolded it carefully.

The note was handwritten, and the lettering was a bit messy, but you could still feel how much attention and care have been poured into it to make it as readable and beautiful as possible.

“For the best Medic in the GAR ! (Don’t tell Kix about that or he’s going to be jealous ^^ )

You’re always watching upon us to make sure we’re safe, and because you’re one of the most important persons to me, I wanted to return you the favor, and offer you a way to stay safe as well.

Happy Life Day.

Ps : Despite the design on the spaulder, it’s all white so you could customize it as you liked, just like ours ! Enjoy !”

Excitement suddenly turned into pure emotion as your eyes became even more teary. It was the most wholesome words you’ve have ever read, and you could barely believe that someone wrote that to you. You were so moved that you had to read it a second, then a third time to make sure that you had understood it correctly, and that it wasn’t just your brain playing a trick on you.

You instinctively raised your head to look around you, feeling taken aback and curious at the same time, staring at everyone around and scanning the hangar with your eyes for an answer, like if it was going to help you find out from who it was coming from. But it didn’t, of course.

You only knew it wasn’t from Kix, for he had already told you who he picked, but you had no idea who else it could have been. You felt lost for a moment, these words weren’t sounding like a simple note written to accompany a Secret Santa present, and you had the feeling that the person who put them on paper had waited for the occasion to come since a long time already, making it even more special.

When your eyes fell back on the pieces of armor scattered on the table, tears were rolling down your cheeks. Someone found a way to make you a whole made to measure upper armor, just because you were so important to them that they wanted you safer on the battlefield, and it was one of the most touching ways that someone could have ever expressed his care for you.

On the other side of the hangar, Hardcase had been giving you little discreet side glances from a distance since the moment your name was called. He felt proud at first when he caught a glimpse of you enthusiastically searching the box. He needed to make sure that you were happy with what he got you before allowing himself to open and enjoy his own present.

But he was now too absorbed in talking with his brothers to notice your change of expression.

“Hey, I didn’t know that making her cry was part of the plan !” Fives suddenly interrupted him with a worried look, giving him a nudge to catch his attention, and gesturing his head toward you.

His joy immediately faded when he noticed your tears, and he instantly started to feel bad for you. He wasn’t expected that, it was the very contrary of the effect he wanted his gift to have on you, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

“(y/n), are you okay ?” you suddenly heard Ahsoka’s voice softly asking you.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine ….” You mumbled, weeping your eyes with the back of our hand and smiling reassuringly at her.

“I’m just … a bit moved �� This is … a lot, actually … I just can’t express how lucky I feel right now … I mean, I know that building a made to measure armor is awfully expensive, and I feel so blessed that someone actually put so much effort and energy into doing that for me … I …” you sighed, the words had escaped your mouth so hastily that you had forgot to breath, and you were now seeing stars from the lack of oxygen.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t find my words right now !” you chuckled, a bit embarrassed for being that overwhelmed.

“Don’t worry, I understand what you mean.“ she answered, trying not to sound too satisfied.

“Do you know who did this ?” you hopefully asked her.

“Hmmm, maybe …” she cracked a mischievous smile, “but I promised him to not tell you anything … All I can say is that the person who gifted you this really, really care about you, like, a lot ! But don’t worry, I have the feeling that you will know who it is soon enough …”

“I hope so, I really need to thank him for that ….” You whispered, looking deeply at the spaulder, absent mindlessly tracing the medic emblem with the tips of your fingers.

Little do you know that she has been involved in the whole project from the beginning. That gift was so close to Hardcase’s heart that he didn’t hesitated to ask her and Anakin for some advice.

Of course, his General, too, had noticed how fond his trooper was of you. But most of all, he particularly understood how important the lives of his men were to you, for just like you, he was close to them, and every lost life was a hard thing to accept for him as well.

So when Hardcase exposed his plan to him, he immediately agreed to help, offering him to negotiate a free and special access to all the required resources he needed to successfully fulfill it.

Since you were close friend with his Padawan, she volunteered to give them a hand on a delicate part of the plan, but the most crucial one : collecting your measurements. It was, of course, easier and less suspect for her to enter the women’s locker room of the GAR med bay rather than sending any other male member of the company there to do it.

That’s how she found herself sneaking into your locker several days in a row with a measuring tape, scrupulously noting the sizes and lengths of your different outfits, to make sure that they had the right dimensions for the future armor. You didn’t even noticed a thing, never catching  the way your clothes had moved from the moment you put them in and the moment you took them back after your shifts.

At this point, the entire battalion as well as their superiors knew about Hardcase’s gift, and several of its members helped him bringing it to life, in addition to all the persons who were involved in the fabrication of the armor itself.

The whole project had been a beautiful demonstration of solidarity and group work, and the amount of energy and care that had been poured into it was, indeed, very huge and even more consequent that you could have ever imagined.

It was probably one of the most interesting and funny spying mission the young togruta was sent on, and witnessing how big of an impact it had on you, feeling your emotion and your happiness, was the most beautiful reward she could have gotten for her participation.

You were still processing what had just happened, eyes still lost on what you were holding in your hands, when the voice of someone screaming from the hangar doorstep pulled you out of your thoughts.

“It’s beginning ! They’re releasing the lanterns !”

When you raised your head toward the origin of the scream, you just had enough time to see Tup excitedly weaving his arms, pointing at the sky and gesturing to his brothers to come nearer, before the entirety of the hangar’s lights suddenly shut down, leaving the vast space only bathed in the dimmed glow of the outside city lights.

The men quickly gathered on the edge of the wide entrance as you saw a couple of little glimmering flares ascending from the city below into the night sky.

One after the other, the biggest buildings around went dark as well, allowing a better look on the lanterns. It was the only day of the whole year when you could see the jedi temple and the senate completely plunge into darkness.

There were no more screams or laughs resonating through the air, only whisperings and muffled gasps of awe.

You couldn’t move at first, still stunned by the latest turn of events and mesmerized by what you were witnessing. Then you gently settled your spaulder on the nearest chair, before taking a few steps forwards as more and more lanterns were filling the sky, creating a big cloud of artificial stars.

You were a bit further back from the others, but still able to see everything from there, not missing a single bit of the show.

It was one of the most spectacular and mesmerizing thing that you have ever seen, and you were so focused on it that you didn’t hear the sound of approaching footsteps echoing against the durasteel floor.

“Hey …” a soft and familiar voice suddenly whispered on your left.

“Hey …” you whispered back, turning your head to face Hardcase, who was now standing right next to you as if he had appeared out of thin air.

There was enough light to clearly distinguish the blue lines of his tattoos, but not enough for you to notice the faint shade of red covering his cheeks.

“So, did you like your gift ?” you asked him with smile.

“Oh, yeah ! It was great ! Actually, I think that the person who offered it to me know a couple of things about me that I can’t remember telling anyone so far, so I guess I must have talked too much about some particular subjects the last time I was drunk, but yeah, I really appreciated it ! ” he lets out with an amused tone.

“Ahah, you’ll be surprised of all the things you’re saying when you’re drunk …” you teased him, as you felt the heat slowly raising to your face. You were so emotional right now that his very presence was enough to fluster you.

“Oh I know what you’re referring to, don’t get me started, you were as wasted as me that time !” he groaned, glaring at you with a falsely annoyed expression on his face.

His remark made you giggles, and your laugh must have been contagious, because he couldn’t help but start to chuckle as well.

Then, a silence fell between you, only disturbed by the distant buzzing of the city and the murmurs of your fellow troopers.

“Look, I’m sorry, I never meant to make you cry …” he breathed out after a moment.

You heart skipped a bit at his words, before starting to race faster when you understood what he was talking about, and you tried your best to keep your composure and refrain yourself from gasping in shock.

“So, it was you …”

“Yeah, it was me …” he awkwardly answered, “I know that we’re not supposed to tell the person we picked that … well, that we picked them, but … My gift seemed to have made you so sad, I just wanted to apology for that …”

“Sad ??!” you retorted, “No, it didn’t made me sad ! That wasn’t tears of sadness, it was the emotion, because your gift touched me ! Honestly, it’s the most meaningful thing someone ever gifted to me and … I just got overwhelmed ! I mean, I can’t imagine how much it must have costed you, that’s insane ! I’m so lucky to have been picked by you ! Thank you Hardcase, it means so much to me …”

You were stuttering, tripping over your words and feeling your eyes getting watery again.

The sparks of pure joy and gratitude that were making your pupils glimmer as you looked at him made him fondly smile at you, the faint blush on his cheeks becoming brighter.

“Oh well, not gonna lie, I got a lot of help on this one, but actually …“ his voice was laced with embarrassment, “I initially wanted to offer you the lower part as well, but we run out of time … But if you still like it that way, then that’s good enough I guess !”

“Of course I like it !” you let out in shock, astonished by what he had just said, “It’s absolutely perfect, I could never thank you enough for that, sincerely !”

You smiled back at him, your gaze meeting his. He instantly melts from the inside, trying his best not to look at your curled lips for too long, but still devouring you with his eyes.

You were so beautiful he couldn’t get them off of you. He could have admired you for the entire night if it was possible, and you both stayed like that for a moment, staring at each other in silence, the faint light of the sea of lantern reverberating on your faces, creating a very intimate atmosphere around you.

“Can I … Can I ask you a question ?” you shyly say after a moment.

“Yeah, whatever you want !”

“Do you … Do you really meant what you wrote on that card ?”

 “Well …” he paused, quickly turn looking away from you, his eyes landing on the floor, “Yes …” he quietly muttered.

The next silence that fell between you was a heavy one. You felt paralyzed, there was so much things that you wanted to say to him right now, but they were stuck in your throat, you just couldn’t seem to find the courage to speak them out loud.

You were trying to gather yourself to, at least, try to answer something, when he broke the silence first.

“I’m sorry about that too … Maybe I shouldn’t have wrote that, maybe it was too much and inappropriate, maybe …”

“No,” you cut him, “it wasn’t … To be honest, I think that I was waiting for that … Actually, when I read this card, I was praying for you to be the one behind it …”

His eyes widened, you were, too, avoiding his gaze, but you still caught his surprised expression from the corner of your own eyes.

“Rea .. Really ?” he mumbled.

“Yes …” you answered, trying to prevent your voice from trembling too much “I just hoped that I got the message right …”.

You were shaking from head to toes now. You felt his eyes land on you once again and his whole body turning to face you, and, without a warning, his hand softly took yours.

It was your turn to look at him with surprise. You opened your mouth to say something, but no words escaped it. You thought that your heart couldn’t beat faster than it already was, but you were wrong. You never knew that someone could have that much effect on you.

“I think that you got it right, yes ...” he simply whispered, taking a step toward you, and pulling you closer to him until your two bodies where leaned against each other, his forehead gently settling on yours, and his other hand rising toward your face to carefully cup it.

You shivered at his touch, instinctively closing your eyes, your whole attention focused on the sensation of his skin against yours. You were so close to each other that you could feel his heart racing just as fast as yours.

“And I think that I have something else to tell you …” the sound of his voice was making your legs feel weak under your body, you nearly couldn’t believe that you were that close to him.

The whole scene seemed to happen in slow motion, suspended in time, like if the world has suddenly paused around you and time has stopped as you waited for his next words, praying for all of this to be real and not just a dream.

“I love you, (y/n), I fell for you since the moment I saw you and … I’ve waited for that moment for so long …” he breathed out, his nose brushing against yours.

He couldn’t resist anymore, and with a rush of courage striking at him, he closed the tiny remaining gaps between your mouths, his lips hesitantly meeting yours.

Your whole body felt like melting under his kiss, and it took you a few seconds to process what was happening before being able to answer it. You could have never expected how careful and soft his gestures were.

When you finally get your composure back, you slowly let go of his hand to wrap both of your arms around his neck. Your move gave him more confidence, and you felt his fingers slowly caressing your arm, passing over your still vambraces covered forearms until they reached your face, cupping it with his second hand too and deepening the kiss.

When your lips parted, you were both panting, and he was tightly clinging onto you, afraid that you could suddenly disappeared from his grasp.

You reopened your eyes to find him looking at you with a look of pure fascination, as if he was holding the most precious jewel of the galaxy between his hands.

“I … I love you too”, you murmured, once you had caught your breath, “and I have to confess, I’ve been waiting for that too, actually, I wish I could have told you before but … I guess I wasn’t brave enough. In fact … I was too frightened that you might not feel the same …” your face tensed up as you were opening your heart to him.

His eyes started to sparkle with emotion, like if all of the lanterns currently flying in the Coruscant’s sky have been gathered in his pupils, and he softly brushed the tip of your finger against your cheeks in a reassuringly.

“I can’t blame you for that, we were in the same boat on that point … But know that I’ve never ceased to love you, I don’t think that I can ever be tired of you, and now that I have found enough courage to tell it to you once, I will do it over and over again, and I hope that you will never doubt my words, because they truly are sincere.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“You’re so beautiful …” he whispered contemplatively, unable resist the urge to pull you in for another kiss, more passionate, but just as soft as the first one.

“Aren’t you … afraid that … the other could see us ?” you questioned in when remembering that you weren’t alone in that very vast hangar.

“Don’t worry,” he grinned “nobody is looking at us right now, they’re too concentrated on the outside !”

It was enough of an argument for you, and you weren’t, in the end, paying that much attention about whatever the other members of the company could think about it, quickly forgetting about their presence again right after, too focused on the mesmerizing smile of the man standing in front of you.

Little do you knew that, even if nobody was actually looking at you, everybody was still very aware about what was happening behind their turned back, and that they were all discreetly sharing winks, high fives and looks of victory, happy to know that two of their close friends were finally taking the chance to be happy together.

***

“Can I ask you a favor ?” you let out a moment later, as you were both watching the last released lanterns getting lost in the darkness, “Could we paint my armor together, please ?”

“Of course I will ! Not gonna lie, I was planning on asking you if you’ll need some help … I can’t wait for that !” he enthusiastically answered, a warm smile growing on his face.

“Thank you“ you whispered, before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Hey, I nearly forgot to say it, but Happy Life Day, Hardcase !” you suddenly exclaimed.

He giggled at your realization, looking dreamingly at you, before tightening his embrace around your hips and placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Happy Life Day, Mesh’la.”

[headstoned]

S T O C K H O L M 🍒 S Y N D R O M E

《Toki Wartooth, Metalocalypse》

Warnings: abduction, cursing, alcohol/drug use/mention,

Chapter 2, Fade To Black

"no one but me; an save myself; but it's too late; now I can't think; think why I should even try..."

-metallica

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Chapter 1; "Oh boys..." Toki groaned to himself. Little did he know.

Little did he know what he was in for.

It was loud until the lights came on over the stage. It was empty. Not even a drum set or microphone. The fog machines cut on, as routinely, but still no band. There were no cheers. Only confused murmurs. Even the scent of earthy marijuana arose, but there was still no band. Minutes passed before people started shouting angrily and starting a mob.

Then a man stepped onto the stage, announcing that the band was... gone.

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"What the fuck?! You alcoholics would really go out of your way to kidnap a whole ass goddamn band for kicks?!"

"Reefer!"

"Yeah! Be more original! Wait are we in a fucking plane?"

"No, dumbass."

"Noia, get us out of heeere!!"

"Dumbass, I am also tied up, just be quiet. Please!"

The room was so pitch black you couldn't tell who you were talking to. They had been knocked out, tied up, and shipped to a whole new location. It smelt like beer and weed, and the band only does one of them. The two men (and one woman) were out of their minds from this new type of marijuana they got their hands on. It surprised them that it's lasted this long.

"Oh shit."

"Reefer" was the band's drummer. Active and loud. He had long curly hair that he usually kept pulled up, a few strands straying over his forehead, and looks like 1988 Jason Newsted. He was the one who supplied the others with their gold.

"What.. did you piss yourself?"

There was a sudden burst of laughter from the rhythm guitarist at her own joke. She was Reefer's sister, "Mary Jane". They were inseparable and equally annoying and energetic. She had curly blonde hair, too, but it was more like the Steven Adler curly hair than the Jason Newsted curly hair that Reefer had. They were literally the same person just with different genitals. They weren't twins, Reefer was a year older, but they sure could pass as such.

"Gross, dude."

The bassist chuckled. He had long, dark brown shaggy hair. He was soft spoken and never said anything to hurt another. Though his personality was often misinterpreted by his dark clothes and black metal tees. He was the most tolerable out of the three. "Gasper" they called him, and he just so happened to be the siblings' cousin.

"Hey, Noia?" Reefer called out. His tone serious and foreshadowing a question. "What?"

Lastly, there was "Paranoia", or Noia. She was the face of the band, the singer and lead guitarist. She didn't smoke as much as the rest. In fact, she rarely ever did unless they drove her to that state of need. She had slicked back dark hair and a black and white distortingly painted face and over it, a skull cat mask. She was the only one in the band to wear something other than their regular clothes on stage: a long black witch-like spider-like dress with a high slit and elbow-length white gloves. She was the glue that held the band together, the one who got them popular, the one that got them together. Currently, she was mildly annoyed at her bandmates' immaturity in this situation.

"I think your folks probably kidnapped us uh..." Reefer chuckled tensely and started to cough. By the feel of the wet droplets on her leg she could tell he was beside her. She turned her head with a snarl. "Do not fucking joke about that." She spat. "Yeah, Reef... that was... uh-" Mary started to giggle, "kinda insensitive."

"Womp womp."

"Reef, dude, you need to stop. She'll fuck you up." Gasper said cautiously. "Sorry.."

"Better be." She huffed, shuffling her feet within the scratchy restraints. How these fuckers managed to abduct a whole band? Easy, ... Yeah, how did these fuckers manage? Her memory was fuzzy from fainting. She must have gotten knocked out by some gas.

"Noia, I'm sorry." Reefer repeated. "Yeah, you already said that." She chuckled. There was a second of eerie silence. "Oh yeah." He started to giggle. She sighed out of her nose and pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her head on them. She tried to convince herself that it really wasn't her folks.

The faint alcohol scent... it was like a bottle was spilt in here. She thought. Her folks didn't drink alcohol. That soothed her a bit. There was a rattle in the darkness and the room went silent. No sniffles or coughs. Not even a shuffle. Then a light flicked on, temporarily blinding the four.

"Alright, uh, so here's the plan..." A growl-like voice echoed off the walls. "Oh fuck off dickhead!" Reefer shouted and started to cough again. "Ignore him!" Mary exclaimed. "Oh uh... sorry, doods... for de whole uh... kidnapping thing." The redhead chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. There was a moment of silence. "Yeah, no problem." Reefer remarked.

"Y'know, it's only mandatory that we uh keep you guys in here until we release the new album. To get out fans back, you know..." The big noir said awkwardly. "I mean, uh, you guys are cool and brutal, but that's kind of our thing." The four stared at the men in front of them in silence. The noir cleared his throat and started again, "So uh... we'll be out there- working and shit and uh you guys can uh... hang out in here."

"What if I have to take a shit?" Reefer asked bluntly. "Yeah! What if we get hungry, huh?" Mary Jane added on, kicking her red-booted feet out. She had on some bell bottoms and a white tank top with a denim jacket to pull the look together. Her glittery eye shadow glimmered in the dim light. "Um..." The tall blonde exchanged glances between the other three and blurted: "Tokis will takes cares of that."

"Rights, Toki?"

The long haired brunet lifted his head "Uh, yeah. Sures." He sounded like he desperately yearned to be elsewhere. To not be apart of this offense. And he did. He yearned to be out of here, back in America in that shabby little shop with the girl he labeled "His". He didn't want to be apart of this from the start: he liked this band. He didn't like how the cat last was glaring at him with her dark eyes behind her mask, because it reminded him of His Girl. There was a nature aroma in the room with hints of cheap, manly cologne and sweet, fruity perfume. Yet, he couldn't guess who was wearing what.

As quick as The Talk, as they had called it behind the door, began, it ended. The others left, leaving the door open and Toki behind to collect their needs. "Hey, Toki! Get me some chips or something, man." Reefer said, throwing his head back in boredom. "Yeah! Me, too!" Mary added. Toki nodded. There was no other requests so he turned around for the door.

"I want a beer."

He stopped and turned back. It was the car lady. Her intimidating glare had dropped and she was looking down at her black heels. She sounded defeated and tired, even Reefer could catch the lack of hope in her voice. Toki added it to his list, feeling greatly sorry for the lady, and left the room. The door closed with a gentle bam and the intoxicated ramble erupted.

"A beer?" Gasper repeated almost sadly. Paranoia drinking wasn't rare, but drinking alone? That was a once in a blue moon event. He wasn't exactly sad, but worried and sympathetic. Had the siblings finally tugged her strings too hard? She didn't respond. "Noia," he said. "You could get us out of here, right? You were working on it. The soft one."

"I can not."

"What?"

"I said I can not!" Her voice raised with anger and aggravation. This instance was rare. Especially if it involved Gasper. "You can't or you can't take advantage?" Reefer scoffed. His tone was laced with spite. With spite from all those failed times of getting a record deal in the past. No one wanted a cover band full of stoners. And Paranoia had all she needed to convince the companies, but she couldn't. "I refuse to take advantage. It would not feel right if we did not earn it ourselves." She'd say.

"Both."

There was silence. Not even a smart remark from Reefer or a whiney protest from Mary. Silence. The brunet came back soon and there was still silence. He had two bags of chips and a green tinted glass bottle in his hands. Also a ring of keys between his fingers. Paranoia looked over to Reefer, the chains around his ankles and wrists, as the brunet crouched down on the other side of him. She noticed that she was bonded with scratchy rope. As Toki unlocked Reefer and Mary, only to lock their hands back to their front, Noia shifted in her restraints. They were tied with a tough knot. No amount of pulling from her advantage would knock it loose. He then moved over to her.

She felt the rope come loose and she instantly rubbed her tired wrists. He was gentle with his touches as he brought her hands to her front. He then began to tie them loosely as she stared into his eyes. He could start sweating at how coldly she was staring. Every time he glanced up to meet them, he felt his soul contort painfully. He popped the lid off of the bottle with on of the keys and slipped it in her hands. That cold stare of hers made him shiver. "Thank you."

Her voice was much warmer than her stare. It game him a sense of comfort. Oddly. "N-no problems." He stuttered as he stood up. "Anythings else?" He asked the room. There was no answer.

°•♡

Finally, they had all fallen asleep. They all except Noia, of course. She was sipping on her second bottle of beer. She stared blankly into the darkness. The only sound in the room was her nails against the glass occassionally clicking and the sleepy breathing and snoring from the others. Her mind spun. She had so many thoughts but only one stood out: this is all my fault.

She got them together. She got them famous. She got them stadiums. She got them in this position. And then soon she'd get Dethklok in trouble and their fans would riot. She'd get them killed. It was a risk before when they were just a party and garage band. Her folks.

During her rapid fire self-blaming episode, the door opened. It was left unnoticed as she gulped down the rest of the beer. The figure didn't catch her eye until she felt hands tugging at her restraints. She gasped instinctively and jerked away. Her eyes were adjusted to the darkness, but she could only see a masculine figure. She didn't complain about being untied. He moved down to her ankles and her knees fell apart. She jumped up to her feet, holding the glass bottle like a bat.

"Comes with mes."

It was their server. Toki.

She lowered her weapon and he began to step over the sleeping bodies. There were no lights on outside the door. The others mist have also been asleep. She followed closely behind the brunet, her heels clacking on the floor. He lead her down a hall, up stairs, and into a room which he quickly locked behind him. She sighed and threw the bottle away in a near trash can. Then, suddenly, but gently her grabbed the noir by the arm.

She turned, faced him. Her eyes didn't burn through him anymore. They were soft. Soft voids behind a mask. Her face paint was smudged, showing patches of her rosy cheeks. Her tongue graced over her red, glossy lips, fully uncovered. Her hand went up and covered his. Her long nails were red. There was this energy in the room: his room, which was like a demented child's. His cheeks were growing warm, and his palms sweaty. The energy filled the room, but it seemed to originate from her hand atop his. It reminded him of the record shop. His Girl.

Her other hand rose and removed her mask. It fell down to the floor beside her. And her hand pressed against his chest. His heart, it was like earlier. It scared him. Her hair wasn't perfectly slicked back anymore. It was shiney and wispy, strands falling over her eyes. And his eyes fell to her lips once more. Because they reminded him of cherries.

[intxrnd]

Routine was the staple of Carson’s everyday life, a condition of the work he did rather than anything he’d chosen. Still, normalcy had its perks and saved him from the constant chaos and combat everywhere else. He preferred not being constantly in harm’s way, if he could prevent it. But routine made surprised even more disruptive, more jarring at times. As it was, Carson was quite surprised by the man standing outside his house. Had he not looked up from the email on his ECHO, a few more strides would have walked him right into the stranger. He cleared his throat as he tucked the device into the pocket of his lab coat; the man didn’t look familiar at all, nor did he look like he was from anywhere nearby.

“Uhhh... Hi?” 

@blxxdmoney

[aethernoise]

"You're hiding a painful burden."

“Not well enough, apparently,” she says dryly, continuing with a borderline obnoxious level of sarcasm:

“Secret’s out, I suppose. I am simply crushed beneath the weight of the world and everyone in it–and those no longer in it! Even in death, the multitudes continue beg me for my help.”

She laughs at her own joke, but her smile is unconvincing. She takes a breath and shakes her head.

“My burdens are not your concern, though. Speaking of them is not necessary.”

[justadudeboingboing]

Part 1

Youre on a bus going to work looking at your phone playing online Solitaire when you hear a soft voice say "Excuse me?". You look up and see a boy in his mid 20s with poofy black hair with green highlights, wearing a tight t-shirt and sweatpants with a large baby bump. He asks for your seat and you gladly give him it. You cant help but stare, eventually he asks "Wanna feel?". You smile and rub his stomach. "When are you due?" you ask. He says "3 more months. Though I look ready to pop," and giggles. He lifts his shirt and reveals his stomach, stretched and encumbered. He places a hand on his lower back and the bottom of his belly. "These two are so heavy, and it'll only get worse," he says and softly grabs your hand. You softly blush. "M-may..I keep rubbing?" you ask. "Of course" he says and smiles. "My bellybutton is hella sensitive so be careful there," he says with a playful smile and a wink. You blush even harder and slowly run your finger over his popped bellybutton, feeling how his belly goes from one bump to another. He giggles and blushes softly. "Hey we're close to my stop, gotta get checked up, here's my number. By the way I'm Jayden." He gets up and winks before leaving. You look out the window and blush as he blows you a kiss and turns away to go inside.

Part 2

The next week you get a call from him. "Hey cutie, would you be down to come over and watch a movie or play a game?" he asks. You say you'd enjoy that and ask what time. "Eh, whenever you're free, bring some food" he says and giggles. You show up to his apartment and knock. "Come in! I'll be right out in a few!" He yells happily. You enter and sit down on the couch, he walks in wearing a pair of short shorts and a tee shirt, with his ready to pop belly exposed and sits next to you. "So what'd ya have in mind for today?" You ask him. "I have movies and some co-op games we can play." He says with a smile. You smile back and move your hand closer to his. He notices and blushes, softly holding your hand and giggling. "So, first impressions, how do you like me so far?" He asks. You answer honestly and say "I think you're really cute, and kind, and a tease sometimes but I love it." You reply. He softly giggles and blushes, placing a hand on his stretched out belly. "Wanna rub it?" He asks with a smile and slight blush. You nod and smile, then place a hand on his belly, feeling his soft but firm belly, and eventually you touch his popped bellybutton and hear a soft moan.

You ask if you can kiss his belly a little and he nods, "Go for it cutie." You place your lips on his baby bump, and kiss a few times from his linea nigra to his bellybutton and the bottom of his belly. He softly moans again and giggles. "Come here you forgot me." He says as you get up and sit next to him again. You both lock eyes and hold hands. He leans in and you lean in before your lips touch his soft lips. He places a hand on yours and while kissing he places it on his stomach again, your face warms up. "I really really wanted to do that" he says and smiles before letting out a soft sigh. He hugs you as best he can and says "So, that wasnt weird at all right?" You smile and shake your head no. The two of you spend the day watching movies and playing games together. "Oh it's getting late. You wanna crash here?" He asks. "If thats okay with you." You tell him. He smiles and whispers, "There's a nice comfy spot next to me in bed." You giggle softly and nod your head speechless.

Part 3

You go into the bathroom to change out of your clothes into something comfier to sleep in. You step out into the bedroom to see Jayden shirtless in his boxer briefs laying on his side. Jayden looks at you and pats the spot next to him. "Come heeere, don't be shy." He says with a smirk. You lay next to him and poke his arm. "What's up?" He asks. You look at him in his eyes and say, "I'm curious how this happened. The pregnancy I mean." Jayden looks at you and smiles softly, "Well, knew you would ask, I am the first pregnant guy you've seen. I am part of a trial to help gay men get pregnant so they can start their own families." You smile and hold his hand, "That's amazing, so um, why do this alone?" you ask him. He places your hand on his stomach and pulls you slightly closer, "Guess I never found the right guy, maybe I just did." Those words make you blush deeply, "A-are you, yknow? Asking me out?" He nods and softly blushes, "I am, so…what do ya say?" You take a minute to process everything, you realize it all makes sense, being called a petname, the cuddles, everything. You blush and feel warmer, after a minute you look deep into his eyes, "Yes, yes I want to be with you." You smile and wrap your arms around him.

Part 4

It takes you a while to fall asleep, you lay there with a smile on your face and a hand on Jayden's stomach. You scoot closer and softly poke him. He gets up and looks at you, "Cutie, can't sleep?" "No, not really. Taking a moment to precess this all." He looks deep into your eyes and you into his. "Take your time, this is new to me too. New relationship, new guy, new place. And I mean, you've never been with a pregnant guy before." He pulls you closer and places your head against his belly. "Can I stay here with you?" You ask. He nods and smiles softly, "Of course cutie, you wanna go get your stuff tomorrow?" You look up at him and nod. After an hour of cuddling you both fall asleep. You wake up the next day, your head still against Jayden's belly, arms still wrapped around him. You scoot up to the pillow and kiss him on his cheek and go back to sleep a little longer.

Part 5

You hear Jayden yawn and get up with a soft groan. "Good morning cutie, sleep well?" he asks. You yawn and nod your head, "You?" He nods his head and pats his belly. You notice his boxer briefs stretched in the front and blush, feeling blood go to your crotch. "Oop, you noticed my bulgey wulgey huh?" He says with a giggle. "We'll go get your stuff later, okay cutie?" You get up and nod, trying your best not to show your erection. "Owo your attempts at hiding have failed." You blush and Jayden giggles. "We should go out to eat, don't really feel like cooking." he says. You smile at him and nod. "Danny's sound good?" He asks. "That sounds perfect, breakfast with you." Jayden softly blushes. He goes to get dressed and comes out in a pair of leggings and a hoodie. "Sooo glad this covers my tummy, so cold out lately." He sits down and tries to put his shoes on. "Would you like some help?" He nods and you kneel down to help. He giggles, "Being 4'11" makes twins sooo much bigger. And the pressure on my feet is soo bad, maybe you could help me out there." You blush and softly kiss his bellybutton. He gets up and pats your head,"Good boy, maybe you'll get something special as a reward." He giggles as your face turns deep red. "T-thank y-you." You stand up and giggle flustered. He leans in for a kiss, you lean in too as you feel his soft wet lips on yours. You hear him moan in enjoyment. You both blush and he giggles, "Go get dressed baby." You go get a hoodie and sweatpants on and some sneakers. The two of you leave and walk to Danny's. On the way there you ask him, "So what do you do for a living?" He looks at you with a bright smile, "Software engineering, coding for companies, some human rights stuff too." You smile back as he goes on about all that he does.

Part 6

You and Jayden get to Danny's and the waitress leads you both to a spacious table. "Here ya go sweetie." You pull his chair out and help him sit down. "Thank you, good boy." You blush as he softly giggles and kisses your cheek. The waitress comes back and asks about drinks. "I'll just take an iced tea, thanks." You say. "I'll have a hot chocolate please." The waitress asks goes to get your drinks. "So…those your babies?" You ask. "No, after I give birth they're gonna sorta test for anything abnormal on them or me." He says. "Would you like to have your own some day?" He looks at you with a smile and asks, "Do you want to be with me forever?" You look deep into his green eyes and smile. "Yes of course I do." You say. He holds your hand tight. "You mean it right?" You look deeper into his eyes and nod with a smile. "Of course I do."

Part 7

A few hours later you both arrive home. Jayden sits on the couch and smiles." That was fun, talking getting to know each other better. We'll get your stuff in a bit k?" You sit next to him and nod, placing a hand on his shoulder and another on his bump. "We should go get your stuff moved in here, so we don't forget." You help him up and hug him. You go to your car and go to your place, and get your stuff. You and Jayden get home and start moving stuff in, games, clothes, other sorts of stuff. You both sit down on the couch, his head on your shoulder as you both doze off. "I love you, and sleep well." He says. "I love you too Jayden, sleep well too."

Part 8 A week later "Goood morning sleepy head." You get up and look at Jayden. "Hey we should go outside for a bit, nearby pool we can go to." He gets up and hops in the shower. You get ready to go with a pair of trunks and a towel. Jayden comes out in bikini bottoms and a huge grin. "Well, you like it?" You blush as he gets close and presses his bump against you. "You truly aren't used to it huh? Your boyfriend being boipreg?" You giggle and blush harder. He sits down and spreads his legs a little, "Baby? Help your pregnant boyfriend get his sandals on?" You blush and smile, "Of course darliiing." You kneel down and immediately blush. "U-um darling? You're well developed." Jayden blushes and giggles, "Thank you baby, but you gonna suck it or put my sandals on?" You feel your face warm up more and you giggle. "Y-yeah hehe." He puts his foot up and you put his sandal on then the other. "Thank youu babyyy, so much." He giggles. You show up at the pool and see you two are the only ones there. "Lucky us we got the pool all to ourselves." He says. Jayden sits on one of the chairs and takes his shirt off, revealing his massive belly and firm chest. "Baby, sandals again." You smile and take his sandals off for him, "Huh, you're really packing between your thighs darling." He giggles and blushes. You sit on the edge of the pool and watch as Jayden gets ready to get in. He sits down next to you and puts his feet in the water. "Feels good?" You ask. "Oh heck yea, no weight on them now, maybe you could help relieve some more pressure…" You blush and hop in the water, "Of course darliiing." He scoots closer and opens his thighs, revealing his erect throbbing cock. "So what do you want?" you ask. He giggles and gestures a blowjob, you blush deeply as you pull his bottoms off. "Y-you're so much bigger than I thought." He smirks and says, "What, pregnant guys can have 4 inches. Be a good boy and suck for me." He leans back a bit as you wrap your lips around his erect cock and start sucking. You pull back and put his legs over your shoulders and go back to sucking his massive shaft, licking his tip. "O-oh yeah, goo-good b-boy." He moans. You place a hand on his belly and run your finger from top to bottom, gently fingering his navel. He moans slightly louder, "G-gonna c-cum." You lick his tip a few times and go down his shaft as you feel warm cum shoot into your mouth. "B-be a good boy and swallow." He says. You swallow his cum and giggle. He slips his bottoms back on. "Wanna help me put sunscreen on?" You blush and help him up. He goes to sit on a nearby chair and gets the sunscreen out. You grab the sunscreen and place it on your bulge. Jayden giggles and smirks, "OwO someone's gonna squirt." You look at him and smile, "Such a tease, u-uh." you squirt sunscreen on his tummy and rub it in, feeling his firm, tight belly and his soft navel under your hands. You smirk at him and rub his thighs, playfully squishing them as he moans. You help him up and start rubbing sunscreen on his back, he giggles, "You wanna get my ass?" You squirt sunscreen on his ass and rub it in, feeling it squish and jiggle. He sits back down, you kneel down and rub sunscreen on his lower legs and his feet. He gets back up and you help him into the pool.

Part 9

You splash around with him for a few hours before people start coming in. You help him out of the pool and get to the car. "Uugh didn't even have time to dry or put my sandals on." Jayden pouts. You lean over, "Hey, it's okay, when we get home, I'll help you dry off, give you rubs, anything you want sweetie." He leans in towards you, you lean in closer and feel your lips touch his soft, moist lips, you both moan in pleasure as he tilts his head a little. You tell yourself on the way home that you'll love him forever. You help Jayden out of the car and pull him close. You hug him, lean in and whisper, "I love you, I always will." He says back with a deep smile," I love you too, and I always will." You help him inside and he sits on the couch. You sit next to him and rest your head on his shoulder, while softly rubbing his belly. You lean over and kiss his large belly, "So whatcha wanna do sweetie?" He looks at you and smiles, "Belly rubs and foot rubs, maybe lotion? Then dinner and a movie." You smile at him and go to get the lotion. You sit down next to him and he turns to you with his feet on your lap. "Alrighty, baby bump first. Stretch marks are a bitch." he says. You smile, "Okay but stretch marks are hot to me." You say with a wink. You squirt some lotion on Jayden's massive baby bump. "Mmm baby, maybe next time use some other white hot liquid." He moans. You giggle and blush," Such a tease, sweetie." You rub the lotion over his stretched belly, feeling it rise and fall as he breathes softly, you feel how firm but kinda soft it is. You lean over and kiss his bellybutton, Jayden moans and pats your head. "S-such a good boy." he moans. You work your way down from his bellybutton to above his crotch, he softly giggles as you blush at his erection. "Y-you had to wear a bikini bottom huh?" you ask. "Yeah, how else would I tease you? Rubbing my huge bump against you works until I'm not pregnant anymore." He giggles as you feel his belly more and his firm chest. You blush more thinking of Jayden not pregnant, seeing him in your mind makes you hard. "T-true, you have another 2 months and 3 weeks left to grow?" He nods and whispers, "Enjoy it while it lasts, though one day maybe you'll knock me up." and shrugs. You start rubbing his feet and ankles a little, hearing him sigh in relief. "Ooh yeah, thank you baby. All that pressure on them, uugh, can't even fit my convers sneaks. Just soo swollen." You smile and keep gently rubbing his feet as he keeps talking. You look at him and smile, "But, you get an excuse to wear sandals or go barefoot." He giggles, "And bare bump, hardly fit anything anymore but, it's hot to tease you." You rub his belly a little before rubbing Jayden's feet more. "Okay, that's good. Thank you baby, such a good boy." You blush and kiss Jayden's soft lips again. "Food and a movie, whatcha want to eat?" You ask. "Hmm, crispy chicken sandwich and barbeque chips pleease baby?" You smile and nod, "Okay sweetie, you pick the movie." You get up and go to the kitchen, you put the chicken in the oven and go to cuddle Jayden. You sit next to him and wrap your arms around him. 15 minutes pass, "Chicken's done, be riiight back." You kiss Jayden softly again and get his food ready, crispy chicken and barbeque chips. You sit next to him with your food as he eats. You both finish your food and you clean the plates off. "Well, we should probably head to bed huh?" He says, checking the time. You nod as Jayden gets up and waddles to the bedroom. You lay down next to him and kiss his lips and his head. You run your finger down his firm belly, over his soft belly button. "Hehe babyy, maybe you can help me paint my nails tomorrow?" You giggle and nod,"Of course sweetie." You both cuddle and fall asleep.

[dreamteammemes]

* TWISTED WONDERLAND: OUT OF CONTEXT

Feel free to change pronouns!

If you see him, do not provoke him. Do not make eye contact. Just back away slowly.

Might I embrace you in honor of the splendid fight you provided?

By ‘embrace’ you mean ‘capture’...right?

That’s right: SHAWARMA!

I duno the deets, but I bet [name] could tell you more.

Roger-dodger!

Are you sure you’re not just the Royal jester? Actually, no- saying that does a disservice to jesters everywhere.

We’d rather Sashay away, thanks!

We haven’t had a single assassination attempt on campus since I enrolled!

Are we not gonna address the part where [name] said something about Poison?

Are you calling me SHORT!?

Stunning rescue, guys. You crashed and burned, and now you’re nothing but a pile of wreckage.

All we can move is our mouths; We’ve got nothing better to do!

Dude, I will literally DIE if we smoocharoo.

I did not #Hashtag Like Or Subscribe to this!

YEET

Whaaaat? Sorry, can’t hear you man! Hairdryer go brr!

SOMEBODY, GET ME OUTTA HEEERE!

Never underestimate the power of the drip!

Here’s a bird fact for you, actually!

Really? A fashion show, with this group? More like a potato parade.

Woah! I’m seein red! …Oh. That’s just Ketchup.

Egads! What a thing to say! Have you no heart, sir?

Ahem! What’s all the Hullabaloo, boys?

Ruh-roh! I’m all outta beans.

I SURRENDER! GO AHEAD AND CAPTURE ME!

Curses! Hoisted by my own Shawarma spit!

You’re going down, right here and now! My grade is riding on it!

I’m afraid we’ll have to take the L, as it were.

And nothing calls for a selfie quite like a near-death experience!

[xmalfoyweasleyx]

You're a mess - G.W

Summary: You have to help your drunk boyfriend George.

Warnings: alcohol, drunk George, veeery (very very)brief mention of sex ;)

A/N: It's short and I don't like this but I thought the idea was cute. I wrote something to show I'm still a live. I'm almost at 500 followers and I'm going to do !!!!A CELEBRATION WITH SHIPS AND HEAD CANONS AND.....!!!! Can't wait :)

(ps: sorry for the grammar, corrections are always welcome ;))

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A random muggle song played through the boxes at the common room party. I took a drink immediately because I was already two hours late. My potions assignment was finally done.

"Y/n here you are! I need your help" I heard Hermione say behind me.

"Hey Mione, what's wrong?" I asked confused.

"Well..." she sighed while pointing at the dance floor.

I didn't know what she meant, all I saw was happy dancing people. So I gave her a confused look.

"There y/n!" she pointed again.

That's when I saw it. "Oh no" I sighed.

On a table next to the dance floor, I saw my boyfriend George, his tie wrapped around his head instead of his neck. He was singing and waved his glass with fire whiskey in the air.

"Even Fred doesn't get him off that table, George fell 2 times already" Hermione complained.

"I'll try" I promised her with a little smirk, I couldn't deny: this was kind of funny.

I went closer to my drunk boyfriend and tapped his leg. Of course he didn't notice. Because he was standing on that table I could only reach his knee but not higher, so I had to scream.

"Georgie!" I tried. But the boy kept singing. "Baby?! Geoooorge!"

Finally, he turned his head, a big smile decorated his face.

"Y/n, darling, you're heeere" he stuttered drunkly.

He tried getting off the table, I was fast enough to grab his arm when I saw him wobbling.

When George got off the table he grabbed my face with his eyes half open.

A very dramatic gasp left his mouth, “you’re so fucking pretty” he whispered. I wanted to laugh at how he acted but it was cute too, so I gave him a little smile.

“You want me to put you in your bed Georgie?” I asked. He nodded. “Only if you stay with me”

“Ofcourse” I smiled.

Getting him to his dorm was harder than I thought. He laid all his weight on my shoulder and because he was so much taller, I could hardly hold him up.

Meanwhile, he placed wet kisses on my neck. “Your neck is so soft” his words were slurred.

When we finally reached his dorm I put him on his bed. That’s when I saw his tie was still around his head, making me laugh.

“What are you laughing at woman” he smiled while lazily leaning against the headboard.

I came closer and took the tie from his head. He went silent for a moment when my face came close to his. He seamed confused.

“What?” I asked

“Why didn’t you dance with me?” he whined, suddenly in a sad mood and a pouty face.

“I’ll dance with you next time Georgie” I promised. His smile appeared again.

“Let’s get you out of this clothes” I giggled.

“Ooooh you wanna go that way huh? I can't lie, that dress of yours is hoooot” he gloated with a smirk.

“No George! You just can’t sleep in these clothes” I slapped his arm.

“C’mooon, you look so fucking sexy” he whined. I shook my head trying to hide my smile.

“Just get ready for bed, I’ll lay next to you, okay?” I suggested.

He nodded and I took his clothes off, leaving him in his boxers.

“Please can you take your clothes off too and lay next to me like that. Pleaaaaseee” he whined again, god that boy became so whiny when he was drunk.

I took my clothes off too and placed myself next to him. Normally I'm the one laying on his chest but this time he surprised me by grabbing my waist and placing his head on my chest, holding me like his own personal teddy bear.

“Your boobs are so soft to lay on” he mumbled. “Mmm and you’re so warm, you know that I love you right?” he added.

“I love you too baby, now sleep, if you need anything you can wake me up okay?” I whispered.

“Okay princess” he sighed.

For a minute it was silent. I thought he was already asleep but then I heard a big dramatic sigh again.

“What now George?” I retorted.

“Are you going to leave me one day?” he asked.

Where the hell did that come from? It was not common for George to ask something like that.

“Ofcourse not baby, you don’t have to worry about that” I promised.

I started stroking his soft ginger hair, making him grab me thighter and pulling me impossibly closer to him.

He answered by drawing little circles on my belly.

When he stopped stroking my belly and when I heard him breath peacefully, I knew he was finally asleep.

I kept playing and twisting with strands of his hair, enjoying the feeling of his heartbeat against my body. He looked so peaceful, his beautiful lashes surrounded by his freckles.

He was beautiful.

God, how I loved that boy.

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Next will be smut, can't wait!!

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[choolbeans]

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙤. 𝙎𝙤 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙚’𝙨. 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖’𝙨 𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 (𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 3) 𝙟𝙤𝙟𝙤 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨.

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“So why are we here jiji?” Asked the young male. “Our new member is gonna meet us here, and before you go asking questions, she’s not a stand user.” Said Joseph.

“Hm? Not a stand user? Then way do we need…you said she right. Why do we need this girl if she’s not a stand user?” Said Jotaro. “You know that old Japanese myth, Ryomen Sukuna?” Asked the old man.

“Oh I do, you mean the sorcerer. He was the most talented and the strongest jujutsu sorcerer ever, but that’s just myth some people say that if you have the any cursed energy you can see curses, but there are only a few people that can actually see them.” Kakyoin explained. “But why are we talking out Sukuna?”

“We’re talking about him because his real and his vessel is our new group member and if you don’t believe me then just think back to the reason why we started this trip. By now I could believe anything.” Said Joseph.

“WHEN WILL SHE BE HEEEERE?!!” Screamed Polnareff. “ITS SO HOT OUT HEEERE I WANNA GO IN SIDE!!”

“I’m right here!” Said a female voice. All the men looked her way. She had h/c, stern e/c eyes she also had to markings on her face. The girl wore a black jacket (like maki’s) and black shorts with black thigh high stockings and combat boots. With what looked like a long red pack on her back.

“So you guys are the losers I’m here to help huh? I was expecting a little more, but you guys are ok I guess.” Said the female walking over to them.

She looked at Jotaro and said. “You look like a hunk a junk big boy.” Jotaro growled. “I don’t like your attitude, bitch.” He said to the h/c female.

“Hm, what are you gonna do punch me? I’d like to see you try.” She said with a smirk on her face. Jotaro was just about to say some nasty come back but Kakyoin separated them from each other.

“Come on don’t fight we just met, how bout we introduce our selves. My name is Noriaki Kakyoin, I’m sorry for Jotaro over there were all glad that your here.” Said Kakyoin in a nice voice smiling.

Y/N POV

“My name is Noriaki Kakyoin, I’m sorry for Jotaro over there were all glad that your here.” Said the red haired boy.

‘Hm! He doesn’t seem bad. He’s pretty cute, like really cut…buuuut I bet he had no friends as a kid. Smart in the brain, but in social situations.’

“Jotaro Kujo.” Said the sexy but bitchy dude.

‘Ugh, I’ve never liked high and mighty guys. Only his name? He probably sets sea gulls on fire and watches them burn for fun.’

“Call me Polnareff! It’s a pleasure to meet you!!” Said the man with sliver.

‘He has a nice jaw line. His voice is sexy, and to top it off he has a great rack. I think we’ll get along well.’

“Hello miss, I’m Joseph Joestar! I’m pretty sure you new that already.” Said the old man.

‘No comment, no comment at all.’

“Nice to meet you, my name is Muhammad Avdol. I hope we can get along well.” The man in the red robe said.

‘He seems like he’s a good guy. Like a father figure. I like him!’

“Alright bitch, if you don’t have a stand what’s so special about you huh?” Asked Jotaro getting closer to me about to say he’s next sentence but I stopped him by moving my hand in front of his face and said. “Talk to the hand.”

“Oh your gonna be like that? I’ll beat you to a pulp-”

“𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖?” Said a deep voice. Jotaro stoped in his tracks to see and eye and mouth with a weird symbol on its tongue appear on her hand.

“W-what the hell?!” Said Jotaro. “Aren’t you the people were spots to help.…KILL A GUY THAT YOUR FAMILY FAILED TO KILL AGES AGO AND THATS ALSO THE REASON THAT YOUR MOMMY’S ON DEATH’S BED! HAHAHAHA!!” Sukuna laughed.

Jotaro growled and was about to punch me in the face. “How about I introduce myself before we start fighting. My name is Y/n L/n pleaser to meet you boys.” I said putting my hand on my hip.

“And this is Sukuna.” I said now pointing to my face, an eye appeared were one of the markings were on my face and a mouth appearing under the eye.

“Now I guess we can continue this fight now.” I said to the tale male. “I’ll send you too the hospital.” He said.

“HEY! HEY! Lets not fight we just met the young lady! Show her some respect!” Said Joseph. “Hmf!” I smirked at Jotaro, he was just glaring at me.

TIME SKIP

JOTARO POV

‘The stand user were fighting uses illusion as it’s attacks and it’s fast…really fast even for Star platinum…what the hell am I gonna do. I hate being stuck with the chick, all she’s done is swing around that freakin’ Speer..’

We’re currently hiding behind a large vent on top of a billing, one of the illusions that the stand user made on the other side of it. The illusion has to be at least 5-6 meters tall and the with of about 4-5 meters. It’s pretty ugly, it has many mouths and eyes

“Damn it! What the hell are we gonna do now?!” I whisper yelled at her. “I don’t have the energy to hit it right now so…Sukuna, your up.” She said walking around the vent.

The illusion saw her immediately and began charging at her. “WHA-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU CRAZY!!” I yelled at the female.

Suddenly the illusion was completely destroyed by one blow coming from her.

‘What…how did…not even Star platinum could hit it, so how the hell could she? Is that even y/n, she doesn’t have a stand, could this be…the power of sukuna?’

“GAHAHAHA! It’s been a while since the brat’s let me out fully!” I way deeper voice said. Then she aggressively ripped her jacket and shirt exposing her muscled body and black bra, also showing the many different markings on her body.

I blushed and looked away from her. ‘That’s definitely not y/n. That’s…sukuna.’ I thought to myself. “HAHA! THAT WAS EASY GIVE ME MORE OPPONENTS!” Yelled Sukuna.

All of a sudden more illusions appeared and ran after Sukuna and were all killed in seconds. “I SEE YOU KUJO! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!” Sukuna yelled at me.

“Yare Yare daze.…”

[jadedxrealityw]

-Hot All Over- Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

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   Request: Hey! Happy you're reopening! I have a request, don't know it it's usable buuuuuuuuut I really like the idea of houses showing traits that are not common for them. So for example Draco fancying this Hufflepuff girl but ofc he doesn't approach her because she is Hufflepuff (sad, i know) - but then she does something cool, dangerous or gets a freaking tattoo or idk you know what i mean? and he'd be like DAMN GIRL THAT'S HOT and finally approaches heeer.

   Kody: Oh this is such a good idea, im hella excited now. Added some extra extra for plot.

   Year: 7th

   House: Hufflepuff

   Possible Triggers/Warnings: slight mature themes, slut shaming, Cormac McLaggen

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   being a Hufflepuff meant that you valued hard work, patience, justice, and loyalty. It also meant you were stereotyped into a cutesy, muffin baking, defenceless girl. Which you were indeed not. You were very capable of taking care of yourself, but no really saw that side of you.

   to everyone you were the cute little Hufflepuff girl who hung out with the all to famous Cedric Diggory. You guys practically grew up together so it wasn’t rare to find you two hanging out with each other. Two peas in a pod really. He also knew about your humongous crush on Draco Malfoy.

   you and Draco had almost every class together so it was natural that you two talked occasionally. At first it was only him asking for notes he missed, which didn’t seem that friendly now that you think about it, but then he started to actually hold conversations with you.

   soon after you began to notice him stealing glances at you from across the classroom or the one time he not so subtlety mean mugged Neville Longbottom into changing his partners for an assignment so he instead could be your partner. You honestly thought he liked you, hell you liked him too.

   but then he got with some random Slytherin girl. Saying it was upsetting was an understatement. You were crushed, truly crushed. It has currently been a week since the ‘incident’ per say and you had been avoiding the Slytherin prince all together, except for formal ‘hellos’ and ‘sorry for bumping into you’

   as you sat down on the soft loveseat, you feel somebody come up behind you “Hey Ced” you spoke, eyes never leaving the book. You hear his familiar laugh and look up at the same time as he comes around to sit in front of you. “Still can’t sneak up on you, huh?”

   you shook your head, closing the novel in your hands. “Nope” he chuckles and plops himself down on the armrest. “So the team is having a practice match with Slytherin. Want to come?” he asked. You shrugged your shoulders, seeing nothing wrong with it.

   “yeah sure, just let me get dressed” 

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   walking alongside Cedric, you adjust the collar of the yellow turtleneck you wore. He had his Quidditch uniform on with his broom in one hand as you both walked onto the field. You looked around seeing the Hufflepuff team and some students who seemingly were going to watch the game as well.

   turning your head to the left you were met with Draco Malfoy slicking his platinum blond hair with his hand only for it to fall back in his face. “Oh shit” you mutter, alarming Cedric. He looked around quickly to see what you were looking at. His eyes stop on Draco and pats your back “C’mon, lets go”

   he ushers you to the Hufflepuff team.

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   he watches as Diggory leads you away from his line of vision, his expression saddening. “you look like a creep” said Blaise Zabini, the Quidditch chaser, also Draco’s best mate. The young Malfoy scoffs and turns to face his friend “just ask her out already, it is so painful watching you drool over her” Blaise adds.

   Draco shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest “She’s a Hufflepuff-” “oh merlin here we go again with the house talk” Theodore Nott interjects, going over to lean on Blaise’s shoulder. “What happened to fuck my parents, i’m going to live my own life?”

   and there goes Pansy Parkinson. His whole friend group was on him this time. Draco looks at all three of them and exhales deeply “She’s to innocent for me anyway. I’m a Slytherin for merlin’s sake, i’ll corrupt her” he sputters out. All three of them burst into fits of laughter.

   Blaise grabs Theo’s face and gives him a overexaggerated sorrowful look “Y/n, i am sorry, but i’m afraid i’ll corrupt you with my edge” he spoke with a dramatic tone. Theo stifles his laughter and copies his expression “But Draco i love you, i don’t care if you corrupt me”

   Draco watches the both of them with an unamused expression “I seriously hate both of you, so much” the both of them let go of each other and bow at the same time. “Also that will never happen, she’s been avoiding me lately” he huffs. Pansy shrugs her shoulders.

   “maybe it’s because some psycho girl claimed you guys were together like a week ago. It hurt her feelings! This is why i’m a lesbian. Guys are bloody idiots” she exclaims, throwing her arms in the air. Blaise nods “I would say same, but i’m currently dating this guy so” he points to Theo.

   “let’s just get this game over with”

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   the game ended with Hufflepuff taking the victory. You smiled brightly and made your way to the edge of the stands. You held your arms up “Cedric!” you yell out. You watch as the brown haired Hufflepuff turned his broom to the left and began to fly over to you. In a matter of seconds he held his hand out for you and you grabbed his hand.

   he pulled you up and onto to his broom. You wrapped your arms around his waist as he flew towards the ground. Once he landed you hopped off, chuckling “That never gets old” he nods, agreeing. The hufflepuff team landed and began to crowd Cedric and you. Cheering for there seeker.

   students flooded out the stands and most cheered Cedric’s name. Cedric wrapped his arm around your shoulders, giving you a side hug. As most of the students began to leave and you were left with Hufflepuff team “you did great out there Cedric!” you shout in excitement.

   “oh merlin hop off his dick Y/n” someone said from behind you. You turn around and felt the urge to gag. Cormac McLaggen. “Excuse me?” you say, crossing your arms. “You heard me Y/n, we all know your sleeping with Diggory over here. Probably the whole Hufflepuff house” he looked so smug.

   Cedric didn’t take kindly to his words and grabbed your arm, beginning to lead you away “That’s right, walk away Y/n. Hey Cedric tell me when it’s my turn with the Hufflepuff slut” he smirked, chuckling in the most vile manner. He was truly the worst person to ever exist.

   you saw red

   in a swift motion you jerked your arm away from Cedric and rushed towards Cormac, you threw yourself at him. He was knocked to the ground while you straddled his waist. Hands clenched in a fist, you began to hit Cormac in the face repeatedly. Everyone was stunned.

   “You. Gross. Son. Of. A. Bitch!” you yelled, still wailing on the Gryffindor boy under you. Cormac tried to use his arms to block your hits, but it was no use. You were running on adrenaline and at the moment you were stronger than Hagrid. “You. Couldn’t. Fuck. Yourself. Out. Of. A. Wet. Dream!” (not my joke)

   Cormac was able to scratch your face and such, but nothing to damaging. You feel somebody grab you by your waist and pull you off of Cormac. Cedric. who’s bruises had bruises. You huffed and tried to push away from whoever it was, but they tightened their grip instead.

   “Calm down Y/n! Stay here oi have to take him to the hospital wing and make sure he doesn’t get you in detention!” he exclaims and lets go of you, leaving you to sit on the grass. He rushes over with another Hufflepuff and picks the bruised boy up and with that, they both left.

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   “i think you did great out there Draco” Pansy gives him a warm smile and he nos to her. “Thanks Pans” he spoke.  “oh merlin hop off his dick Y/n” he snapped his head towards the direction of Cormac like an owl, his face turning into a scowl. “Oh this bitch” Pansy scoffed. 

   Draco watched as Cedric tried to lead you away from the scene  “That’s right, walk away Y/n. Hey Cedric tell me when it’s my turn with the Hufflepuff slut” what did he just say. In a blink of an eye you were on top of Corma, completely destroying him.

   he didn’t know what it was, but watching you punch Cormac in the face with an angered expression was the biggest turn on he could ever imagine. Maybe it’s because he thought you were a innocent girl, but the way you had just tackled this guy was the complete opposite.

   “Beat his ass Y/n!” Pansy yelled, throwing her fist in the air. Draco looked over at her, but Pansy just shrugged. What a instigator. Cedric pulled you off of and left you on the ground to go deal with Cormac. Draco just stared in complete aw of you. You flip your hair out of your face as you spit out what looks like blood.

   in an instant, he was hot all over.

   “Go now, don’t think just go!” Pansy pushed Draco’s back towards your direction. His legs were on autopilot while he walked over to you. He felt the warmth surround him again as you looked up at him, then his hand. Draco looked as well and saw a rag? Pansy must have shoved it in his hand.

   Draco hesitates, but crouches down in front of you. “Can i?” he asked in a low tone. You eye him for a moment, studying his expression before nodding slowly. He uses his hand to grab your chin, turning it up before pressing the rag to your bloody cheek. You wince a pit and he gives you an apologetic look.

   he cleans the blood off your cheek and lets go of your face “That was- what you did- shit- that was hot as hell” he sputter a bit as he speaks. Your eyes widen a bit “Um- thank you?” you said, unsure of how to answer. “Do you want to like- go out with me sometime?” he asked.

   “i know you’ve been avoiding me and Pansy said it was because of the girl i was going out with but she just made that up. I’m not actually going out with her. You see i actually really like you, but i thought it was a bad idea because i’m a Slytherin and i was scared that i ruin your innocence, but you can clearly handle yourself- like damn and i just-”

   Draco’s rant was cut off when you grab the collar of his shirt, bringing him into a quick kiss. You let go and pull away leaving him dumbfounded. You smnicker a bit at his reaction and smile cheekily “Yeah i’d love to go out with you” Draco smiles brightly and leans into kiss you again

    making him hot all over.

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   Kody: idk even know what this is. Did i just make three Slytherins gay? yes, yes i did. For plot. Anyways, peace.

[fluffy-ami]

I haven't seen all that much content about the Genshin ladies, and I absolutely love them!! There's so many fantastic women in Genshin I love them all and they deserve all the attention and appreciation!

Could I request hcs for Lisa and Rosaria??? 💜⚡🖤❄️ (Ik they don't interact, I mean like each one individually)

Also have a nice day Ami you're wonderful and so talented 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

A/N: THIS. THIS IS💓💕💞💘💗💖. CAI I- Okay, let's go-

Lisa ⚡

DAMN IT CAI, NOW I CAN SAY GOODBYE TO MY SANITY, OHHHH YOU'RE LITERALLY MAKING ME MURDER MYSELF

LER ENERGY LER ENERGY LER ENERGY LER ENERGY IS JUST UNSTOPPABLE–

Okay-okay-okay-okay-okay-okay, but first of all, lady Lisa is absolutely mean (ask Kaeya about it and he'll try to do his best to avoid this topic akskdichsk)

Because, my dear comrades. Do whatever- and I mean literally whatever it takes to return books to the library on time, or else there will be... consequences~

Yep, I already mentioned it in my Kaeya hcs, but Lisa just casually wrecking anyone who's foolish enough to underestimate the tired librarian's power is an absolute GOLD–

Actually, yeah, let's talk about them. Kaeya, Bennett and Razor (and, sometimes, our cutie traveller~) are usually the ones who stay in the library longer than they expected lmao- People of Mondstadt actually call them “The Unfortunate Ones”, fight me again agahasjjsajkdjb-

Well, we all know why Kaeya does this. I mean, he always returns his books late on purpose, but always kinda regrets it in the end, but then does it again-

Bennet is just unlucky enough to never make it to the library on time, let's be real. But sometimes our Benny boy is having a bad day, and Lisa always notices it and will do her best to be gentle and cheer him up instead of really "punishing" him ✨

And, when it comes to Razor, tickling is a pretty good way to make him study harder XD

Okay, but let's just agree that Lisa's nails are a deadly weapon-

And you can't tell me that she doesn't use it when she wants Jean to stop overworking herself. Lisa really has to tickle the Acting Grandmaster out of her chair sometimes ajdbsjsnksjd-

AND ALSO YOU CAN'T TELL ME THAT SHE DOESN'T USE HER VISION TO GIVE HER VICTIM'S SENSITIVE SPOTS TINY TICKLY ELECTROSHOCKS FROM TIME TO TIME–

And the teasing, of cooooourse...

“What? Oh, you can't take it? But you can take books from the library and forget to bring them back every time, don't you, sweetie?~”

“Want me to change spots? How about heeere? No? Ah, I like that spot, I think I'm going to stay here for a while...~”

Another little detail about Lisa as a ler - she always tries to look bored while completely wrecking you to tears. Like, for example, if you try to call for help, laughing your head off, she'll just yawn and then dig her nails right into your worst spot as a reminder that no-one can save you from your punishment~

But Lisa knows each person's limits, so she'll never go too far. And she'll offer you a nice cup of tea as an apology, right after she's done with you~ ☕✨

It's actually dangerous to try to tickle miss Lisa back, because:

You'll only give her another reason to completely wreck you.

She will completely wreck you.

But if you can catch Lisa off guard and attack her... man, the chuckles- 🛐

I think that she's not very ticklish, but tickling on her hips, sides and neck can make Lisa laugh pretty good ;3

But also, she's definitely the type to tease her ler back, reminding you that you're dead anyway 🌚

Rosaria ❄️

WKDHSKSJSKKSIAKSIS-

Well

Rosaria usually doesn't tickle anyone, so if she does, then either you managed to really piss her off, or she thinks your reactions are cute (but she will never admit it out loud though)

But UNSTOPPABLE LER ENERGY X2

I think she sometimes tickles Venti, Kaeya (woooow, who would've thought, Ami-), and also Barbara, Traveller and Diluc from time to time.

She spends a lot of her time at the tavern, so Venti and Kaeya became her drinking buddies pretty quickly. So, one day, she saw a very amusing scene with the corner of her eye...

“Dihihiluc plehehese!..”

“I've told you already - it was your last glass for today!”

And her brain was like “Adorkable✨ಠ_ಠ”, so now our little bard suffers random small (and sometimes not so small) tickle attacks from Rosaria. She literally needs to just lightly poke the back of his neck with her finger, and Venti will immediately scrunch up his shoulders, giggling silly. Same thing with Kaeya. And Rosaria really enjoys hearing their little squeaks and seeing how their faces turn lightly pink from embarrassment ahiosyodocch-💞

And she just can't help but poke Diluc a few times whenever he gets annoyed with some late guests, because “Man, loosen up a little, bro-”

Rosaria tickles Barbara just because “Sis, you really should start thinking about yourself more”

Also yeah, KILLER NAILS X2

My personal favourite scenario with ler Rosaria..? Well...

As soon as sister Rosaria joined the traveller's team, regular physical trainings definitely became a thing. After studying her new companions closely for some time, she came up with an idea of how to make her trainings a little bit more fun for them. It looks like a regular game of tag. Rosaria is usually the one who hunts her friends, but she can actually make a very good team together with Razor, because he's a master of so-called “Tickle hunting” lmao-

And merciless ler Rosaria is gold, but soft sister Rosaria just makes my heart melt tho–

So whenever she catches one of her friends, starts tickling them and hears their shrieky giggles, the corners of her mouth go up slightly. Even if no-one can see it.

Also, she's not very talkative during the tickling. Rosaria doesn't that she's good at teasing, but sometimes she can be pretty mean without even realising it XD

Oh, and I can't stop thinking about...

Okay, imagine our traveller just walking around in Mondstadt at some late hour. And sister Rosaria is just chilling in some dark corner, she's on duty, she's serious. But she sees the traveller in the street and goes: ಠ_ʖಠ

So she will chase them and tickle them until they promise that they'll go to bed immediately (“Believe me, you don't want to become bags-under-the-eyes besties with me, there's really no pleasure in it” apjdskks-)

It's time for....... Lee!Rosari–

ÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆ–

Like- the traveller was the first person in Rosaria's life who tickled her adjsjs my heart-

She's just so cuuuuuute, you can see her blush if you touch a very sensitive spot (but she will never let you even touch her if she doesn't trust you enough, of course)

I think that her most ticklish spots are her tummy, ribs... And her ears are also very sensitive <3

Her laughter sounds a little bit awkward and she tries to hold it in as long as possible, she's still not quite used to the sensation. But, once again, if you decided to tickle Rosaria, that means you're really in for a tickle attack from her and she won't hesitate~

(also, additional tags because my own writing killed me)

[cinnamonest]

Heeere me out.

Genshin yandere bois falling way too in love and horny for a literal Single Mommy Darling, who was (up until now) just living a peaceful life with her child.

Because I’m fucked in the head, Mommy Darling’s original husband had already long died (in whatever way you think he did) possibly even before their child was born and I TREMBLE when I imagine what would happen to Mommy Darling if she were to reject the yandere’s advances, all because she wanted to stay faithful and devoted to her late husband.

How long can you keep on saying that you would never cheat on your husband, when you’re already bursting in tears and moaning like a crazy before them as they drilled themselves into you from behind~? Their degrading words are not making it any better either, your head is spinning and it was starting to hurt. Your perception shakes.

I wonder if they would use her child as blackmail? The poor kid grew up without a father after all and oh—! Look at that, it seems like they’re very attached to the yandere, they could easily lie about being their long lost father and they would instantly believe them! You wouldn’t want to make your child sad and disappointed now, would you?

Or on the darker side, perhaps would they use her kid as a threat then? The kid’s existence does make the yandere’s blood boil every time they think about how they’re the product of you and someone else’s love. It wouldn’t be too much of a trouble to just...dispose of them and create a new one, right? It’s just the right thing to do! To have a kid that is instead his. But if you don’t want that and if it makes you sad scared, it’s fine! We can keep your kid, I mean, he still does have your blood after all so, it’ll be a waste! But how far are you willing to go to keep your yandere from taking away the one thing that makes you the happiest in the world though~?

Either way, they’re dead-set on creating their own kind of happy fucked up family with you. Whether you like it or not.

!!!!! I love this so much. Especially just the darling being like nope sorry no time for men, kid comes first so yan starts to see the child as an... Obstacle. Makes for a lot of potential awful things

[sunqyu]

~ First kiss with Treasure pt. 2  (Asahi, Yedam, Doyoung, Haruto, Jeongwoo and Junghwan)

Request: “ First kiss with treasure? (reaction something like that) love your blog, you ARE the cutie 💞💞 “ - Anon

Click heeere for pt 1 with the other members. Hope you like it! :D (also someone stop me, they’re getting longer each time) (also someone stop me from calling them beans) (just stop me in general, I guess hehehh) - Nova

Asahi

so many moments where he wanted to do it

but couldn’t get himself to

the moment you left after another great date that should’ve ended with a kiss he’d sigh

‘next time... yes, next time.’

you two were sitting on a parkbench, taking a break from walking home

by now you were giving pretty clear hints that it was okay for him to kiss you

making prolonged eyecontact and looking at his lips

it started to become quite obvious

and he could definitely tell that there was some type of tension in the air

but who knows maybe he just had something on his face y’know? he could never be 100% sure

he kept thinking about it without taking action

looking back at you with his heart racing

which was a completely new feeling to him

silently hyping himself up he’d scoot closer to you, not breaking eyecontact

is this it? is he going for it?

then you hear people walking towards you and he quickly looks forward again

damn it

however he couldn’t ignore your audible sigh

later on you’d be walking again, strolling through some grass since you thought it would be fun to go off path

you were quickly surrounded by tall trees, lifting your feet up high with every step so you wouldn’t stumble over fallen branches

holding onto each others arms, soft laughs as you made your way through the forest

he felt a lot more at ease now that you two were away from the more crowded places

as you stopped for a moment, looking up and around you at the autumn colors, he’d speak up

‘this seems like a nicer place anyway- doesn’t it?’

you looked at him confused, already forgotten about the earlier moment

even though he was sure he was gonna go for it now, he’d still hesitate

but only for a second before leaning forward

the kiss was quick, simple but heartwarming

it made him think, why was this so scary to him before?

however the next time he’d want to kiss you the butterflies would be right back

only after a few kisses would it feel more natural

but he’s very willing to get used to it, especially after seeing you smile each time

Yedam

romantic bean

he’s just the sweetest so every moment with him feels so special and surreal

even something as simple as having a quick lunch together or studying in the same room

you both went to different schools but since he wanted to spend more time with you he suggested studying in a bookstore that doubled as a café

it was quiet that day since the exams weren’t really near yet

you both sat at the corner of an old table, you writing out math equations while he was working on an essay on his laptop

the soft ticking on his keyboard and your scribbling were the only things heard in the calm corner of the bookstore

the ticking stopped

you kept writing

it wasn’t until a few seconds later when you noticed he still hadn’t continued typing

looking up, wondering if he was stuck, you were greeted by his warm gaze

what you hadn’t noticed was that he had been looking at you ever since he lost focus

paying attention to how your nose scrunched up when you reached a difficult question

or how you were so delicate when you typed something into your calculator, as if you didn’t want to ruin the calm silence

he never planned on falling in love with his best friend

but here you were, looking almost ethereal in your comfy study-outfit

he smiled when you finally looked up

‘How are the math questions going?’ he muttered in a whisper

‘Pretty good- how’s your essay?’ you whispered back

you weren’t sure why you were whispering

being the only two there except for the barista who was somewhere at front

‘Not great- I’m trying to find a nice way to go from one subject to the next but it’s not flowing well.’

you chuckled, knowing fully well the essay was bomb and Yedam’s inner perfectionist was the only one not satisfied

‘I bet it’s great.’ you muttered, whispering even more quietly than before as if you were sharing a secret

‘You think so?’ he chuckled back, which had been the loudest sound so far but still only audible to you

he watched you nod before looking at your notebook again

a sparkle of confidence lit up his mind as he leaned towards you

lifting your chin back up again with the side of is index-finger

before you knew it you felt his lips against yours

a new but for some reason still familiar sensation

you melted against him, staying there a little longer to remember the feeling

‘Thank you-’ he breathed against your lips with a slight smile

before pulling back and looking at his laptop again

his ears bright red as his eyes went up to you one more time

smiling brightly when he saw you do the same

Doyoung

there have actually already been many attempts

some of which you’re aware of

like the time he was leaning in when you were watching Toy Story in his room but then Jihoon walked in to tell you two about something Junkyu just did

and some of which you’re not aware of

like the time he was hyping himself up to just go for it but when he made eyecontact you said he had disco-sprinkles on his nose from the ice cream he was eating

it has been a struggle

but nonetheless he still enjoys every minute with you and doesn’t feel very pressured

it’ll happen when the time is right

one night you were hanging out in the practice room

the other boys had left already but Doyoung was practicing a solo choreo he had been working on

he loved when you kept him company

the ‘late night crazies’, as you two called it, set in quite quickly though

giggles all over the place as you danced and screamed along to all kinds of songs

he’d teach you choreos of which he tried to convince you they were legit

when really he just made the both of you look silly on purpose

the night was filled with laughter and neither of you realized how late it actually was

you’d go from popping to cha-cha-cha to a dance Doyoung swore was called ‘the transformer’ where you had your backs together with your arms intertwined

your legs all of a sudden in the air as he bent over, holding you on his back

you were crying from laughing so hard as he twirled you around the practice room like that 

while loudly adding his own improvised sound effects to the Skrillex-song that was playing

when he put you down all you could do was roll on the floor grabbing your stomach from laughing so hard

he’d lay down on the floor next to you, staring at the ceiling together as you’d catch your breath

his hand reached for yours, intertwining your fingers and giving a gentle squeeze which made you turn your head to look at him

he continued looking up, visible trying not to smile, corners of his mouth curling up and down quickly

‘If you continue staring at me like that I may actually have to kiss you this time.’

you rolled on your side and inched closer, widening your eyes to exaggerate your staring

he chuckled ‘Alright then-’ and quickly turned to face you

grabbing your cheek with his free hand

firmly pressing his lips against yours

the kiss softened as it went on

both of your relaxing even though you were on the hard floor

‘Freaking finally-’ he muttered before kissing you once more

Haruto

might need a liiittle encouragement

or just something that clearly lets him know you wouldn’t mind

or better yet, that you can’t wait

something along the lines of a joke or a bet

it builds up over a few dates as your hints become more obvious

but every time you’re blunt about it he would block up completely and get shy

this one time you were playing mario kart and he joked about how he’s the best mario kart player in the world and you’ll never beat him

you ask him what his prize should be if he wins

he asks for something silly like you having to dance the choreo of I Love You in the middle of a busy street before asking you the same

he definitely did not expect you to ask for a kiss

his ears stay bright red through the entire race, barely focusing with his heart racing more than his character as he’s clearly trying to lose

you decide not to tease him about it this time, knowing very well that it would work against you

oh, look at that. he lost. wow.

‘Hehe- whoops.’

audible gulp

without even saying anything you turn to him, trying not to grin too brightly

his heart still skips a beat and in panic he leans in aaaand-

kisses you on the cheek

and regrets it right away

damn it

you’d still smile because even though you really wanted a kiss, you also don’t want to rush him

a couple of games later you get hungry and order food

still thinking about earlier and how he should’ve just went for it, he gets an idea

crumbling up a piecer of paper the boxes with food were wrapped in

‘Bet I can throw this in the trashcan from here?’

‘Alright, what are we betting on?’ you hum in an amused tone

‘If I make it, you have to kiss me. If I don’t, I have to kiss you.’

did he really just say that out loud so confidently

proud of himself already

but it quickly fades away as he realizes what this means

you beam and nod at him

he flicks the ball of paper at the trashcan across the room

it bounces on the edge

both of you inhale sharply

before it lands next to the trashcan

he can feel the blood rushing to his face once again and before you can boast about winning the bet

his hands have already grabbed your face, moving quickly so he doesn’t have time to get shy again

a little clumsily he kisses you

his confidence sets back in through his pride

‘I guess we both won this one.’

Jeongwoo

has it all planned out

you better be ready

he’s gonna rock your world

at least, that’s what he thinks

asked the olders guys for advice

but also replied ‘Ohh- ofcourse, yea I know that.’ to everything they say

still mentally taking notes

and actually written notes later on so he doesn’t forget

he had this really nice place in mind where there’s a graffiti wall but also loads of flowers

it’s the back wall of an old museum next to a park 

on the wall there’s a graffiti-piece that celebrates love where couples write their names with permanent marker

he’s so hyped

the date starts of in the actual museum

his plan was to make you see his artistic side by explaining paintings

eventually you just have a blast together, making pictures where you reenact all the paintings and sculptures

all the research he did beforehand to impress you was never really brought up

he might get in a quick ‘so this was by a woman who used colored flowers to make her own paint’

turns out that’s actually the painting next to it but you’re still amazed

the next part of mission ‘give her the best date ever’ was getting churros at a stand outside and walking through the park while eating them

he’d hold your hand and try his best to be a good conversational partner while also munching on his churro

‘Are you having a good time?’ just to check.

you were getting closer to his big finale

‘I have something to show you. A few years ago I was here too and promised myself to come back here with someone special.’

he guids you to the back of the building you had visited earlier

‘It’s really cool, you’re gonna love it.’

tension rising

turning a corner

‘Wait- what?’

you were greeted by a completely white wall

aside from a few dirt patches at the bottom it was impeccably white

his heart sank

a soft whine escaping

it left you quite confused because he raised the expectations earlier

‘This moment was meant to be perfect.’ he huffed

after you asked him what’s wrong he would explain everything

from the day he first saw the graffiti wall to how he planned this entire date in detail

‘It was such a great idea too- and- and- you really would’ve loved it.’

he was rambling at this point

the standard he put up for himself was quite high and he didn’t realize how much he had been stressing about it until now so it all came out at once

‘you deserve the best and I prepared the best but the universe just goes nahh-.’

you’d giggle

‘what’s so funny?’ he’d chuckle slightly at your response

after hearing you talk about how much you loved the date and how much you appreciated him for all the effort he put into it

mostly about how it didn’t matter that the wall wasn’t there anymore and that it was the idea that counts

the date was still perfect to you

hearing you say those last view words made him realizee he still did it

you still thought it was perfect

he actually did it

without a second thought he interrupted your next sentence

kissing you deeply as all the built up stress fell from his shoulders

‘I’m a pretty great boyfriend, aren’t I?’

it was rethorical question but his heart still leaped when you nodded happily at him

Junghwan

good lord

will he manage?

still proud for just being able to talk to you

choked on air when you first held his hand

still stutters when you give him a compliment

damn, I’m actually not entirely sure how he would first kiss you

after Jeongwoo wouldn’t stop asking him if he had kissed you yet he would really start thinking

he was gonna have to kiss you eventually

still secretly hoping you would kiss him sometime but also wants to be confident and take initiative

one day you’re watching a show at your place and the two main characters kiss on screen

in the corner of your eye you can see his ears getting red, trying to look natural and clearing his throat

without looking at you he’d mumble under his breath

‘Hey- uh.. weird question but-’

you asked him to repeat himself since you couldn’t hear properly

‘Oh- nothing, no, never mind.’ shakes his head rapidly

his gaze never leaving the tv

a few seconds pass by and you could tell how hard he was thinking still

‘but like- not that I uh- care or anything. But- haveyoueverkissedanyonebefore?’ 

damn, this boy should try rapping more

luckily you did make out his words

this time it was your turn to blush

‘no- have you?’

shakes his head rapidly again

awkward silence, both still staring at the tv

‘would you-...’ a little more silence ‘...- want to?’

you turned to look at him, not really answering his question

it felt like you could hear his heartbeat from where you were sitting, or was it yours?

his head turned slowly, eyes darting over your face a few times before he finally made eyecontact

he could tell from the way you looked back that this was it, now was the time

in a swift motion he leaned forward and kisses you on the lips

a quick peck which made you realize that it was your own heartbeat you were hearing because it was through the roof now

‘Heh wow- your lips are really soft.’

[the-himawari]

A3! Seasonal Event Translation - Fortune Festival (7/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Izumi: (Eh, what’s with this line? It’s amazing! There’s seriously so many people lined up!)

Tsumugi: Next, over here, please.

Kazunari: The line for Melvin’s Tarot reading is over heeere.

Izumi: (Ahh, so this is Melvin-san’s fortune-telling room. I heard they were expecting a long line, but it really is popular…!) Hm? Isn’t that kid in line the boy that I almost bumped into earlier…? Err, wait!? That’s Tsuzuru-kun’s little brother… Noboru-kun! (I knew I’ve seen him before!) Noboru-kun!

Noboru: Eh? Ah, Director-san!

Izumi: Hey there. You came too, huh?

Noboru: Yes. …Ah, could the Tarot script that Tsuzuru nii-chan wrote be for today…?

Izumi: Oh, you knew about the script?

Noboru: Tsuzuru nii-chan asked me about Tarot out of the blue the other day, so I figured he must be writing something.

Izumi: I see. We’re going to perform on stage today, so come watch too, if you’d like.

Noboru: Yes, definitely!

Kazunari: Ah, good work, Director-chan~! Eh! Hold on, isn’t that Noboru! Long time no see~!

Noboru: Ah, it’s been a while. That’s right, was the time I came to the dorm the last time we met?

Kazunari: Yep, yep!

Tsumugi: Hello. Um, you’re Tsuzuru-kun’s younger brother?

Noboru: Yes. I’m Minagi Noboru. Thank you for always taking care of Tsuzuru nii-chan.

Tsumugi: Same here. Tsuzuru-kun takes lots of care of me as well. I’m Tsukioka Tsumugi.

Kazunari: We’d really love to talk, Noboru. But we’re helping organize the line right now! Enjoy the event, alright~!

Tsumugi: Come to the dorm to hang out again, Noboru-kun.

Noboru: Thank you very much! Please do your best as helpers and on stage.

Izumi: Do you like this fortune teller, Noboru-kun?

Noboru: Yes. He’s so famous that you can’t make a reservation with him. And since I also do Tarot reading, I wanted to meet him once.

Izumi: Oh, I see. (Melvin-san… he was an even more amazing person that I thought, huh?)

Moe: What should we do next~!

Sara: Hm, what to do?

Izumi: (Hm? Those girls… Come to think of it, they’re the ones who were talking about getting their Horoscope readings.)

Moe: Which are you feeling, Sara? Crystals or Tarot?

Sara: Both are fine! How about you, Moe-chan?

Moe: Mm~, maybe Tarot is better?

Sara: That’s true, Tarot might give us a more detailed reading.

Moe: Hmmm, but it’s hard to leave the crystals behind.

Sara: Ah~, crystals are great too!

Izumi: (Huh, that girl Sara-chan…)

Kazunari: …

Moe: I wanna get a reading on our compatibility, so maybe we should do Tarot after all?

Sara: Ah~, yeah! Let’s do that!

Kazunari: Hey, hey! The tail end of the line is here~!

Moe: Wah, the guide’s quick! That was way too smooth!

Sara: Thank you!

Izumi: (Was that my imagination? She was kind of similar to Kazunari-kun when he first joined the Company...?)

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[foodcourtdetective]

Sleeping with Other People AU: Chapter One: First Time

summary: Dr. Spencer Reid runs into his first time Y/N after a car chase gone bad. They decide not to complicate their friendship by not sleeping together, but it proves to be harder than they think as they slowly fall terribly in love with each other. 

tags: sleeping with other people au, first time, virgin!spencer reid, slow burn, college!spencer reid but only in chapter 1, friends to lovers, TENSION, sexual themes, commitment issues, brief mention of cannibalism but it’s praying mantises calm down armie hammer

A/N: I have 12 parts planned out so please don’t let this flop girlies and non-binary buddies

word count 1.8k

AO3 x

May 13, 1999. Spencer Reid would not attempt to remember a day as unremarkable as this one. Sure, Mozart's first opera premiered, and the Bezalel Art School opened on the other May 13ths of history. But this particular date was in the midst of his finals. He was trying to work through a particularly difficult physics calculation when suddenly—

"HEYYYYYYYY!!! SOBEVICH??? YOU HERE, BUD???" The banging on his door, paired with an intoxicated feminine screeching, was incessant. Reid scoffed, maintaining focus on the task at hand. If you divide x by—

"MATTTTTHEEWWWW??!! COME GET Y'ALL'S JUICE!!" In response, he slammed the pencil down. A little shouting and banging wouldn't typically break his concentration that quickly. However, certain variables (a lack of sleep, other commotion in the dorms prior, not to mention a certain someone not responding to his AOL messages for over 48 hours) had brought him to the edge faster than a cliff diver. Rolling up the sleeves of his sweater and pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, Reid stormed up to his door and yanked it open.

"Heyyyyy wait a second... youuuuuu aren't Matty boyyyyy!" The nuisance in question wasn't his type at all. Her hair was too black and choppy, her eyes too dark with liner smudged everywhere, and her skirt was basically a napkin over her lap that highlighted her purple panties that were visible to anyone with eyes. Her painted lips twisted into a pout as she looked him up in down with interest. Before he could speak, RA Gideon turned the corner of the hallway and, spotting his target, picked up his pace.

"YOU! Young lady, you're not supposed to enter a dorm without getting signed in!" The girl snapped her gaze away from Reid to roll her eyes and drunkenly face the RA.

"I'm heeere! Can't someone else sign in for me?? I'm waiting for a friennnnd!" Gideon's face darkened with barely veiled annoyance, looking over to Reid.

"Is this girl bothering you? I can call campus police to escort her—"

"N-no! It's fine! She's here to see my roommate Matthew." Reid grabbed the clipboard out and scribbled down the details, looking frantically at the girl for her name.

"Y/N L/N aaaand NERDDD BOY are besties!!" She slurred in response. Gideon huffed as he scanned Reid's face carefully.

"Are you sure, Reid? She's your responsibility if anything happens." The student nodded once in reply, muttering thanks as he handed over the clipboard. Taking Y/N by the wrist, Reid pulled her into his room. He shut the door behind them with urgency but was careful not to slam it. Y/N scratched her bare knee lethargically, accidentally flashing him further.

"Alllrighty, here you look a little cold," he squeaked, awkwardly averting his eyes and turning his attention to his dresser to grab her a Cal Tech sweater his mom made him before she had to leave home. Y/N stumbled, leaning on the bed for stability as she took her heels off. As she did so, she took notice of the two beds pushed together.

"Does Matty even live here?? The beds are holding hands?" Reid managed a pitiful laugh as he tossed her the sweater. Pulling a face, she pulled it on. He gulped, noticing the hem barely skimmed her thighs. At least the purple is put away. Realizing he had caused a long pause in the terrible attempt at conversation, Reid quickly looked away from Y/N again.

"N-no, he lives with his boyfriend at Baker." Y/N's eyes widened, her lip trembling a little bit in shock as she hugged herself with the too-big sleeves.

"Dammmn, I shoulda known a brainiac like that was a bisexual. Didn't peg him for playing so hard to get otherwise."

"Did he try to flirt with you? Because he's basically married to Adam and not to mention the stereotype of bisexuals cheating-"

"is inaccurate and offensive blah blah blah I know, I am one... Nah, I was just hoping that being more forward would seal the deal! But I would never purposefully try to hook up with someone taken... and you're no longer listening to me," Y/N cut off her rambling as he had gravitated helplessly towards his brick of a computer with a glowing screen. He chewed on his lip thoughtlessly, only looking up when he felt Y/N's exasperated gaze on him.

"Sorry, I-I've been waiting for a message..." Y/N scuffled over beside him, her bare feet sticking slightly to the wood floor. Reid winced as she leaned across him to rest her hands beside the keyboard. He tried to move out of her way, but she ended up with her back pressed against him. Don't be embarrassing. Digits of Pi GO! 3.1415926—

"Oh, I know Jennifer! We went to East Allegheny. Fucking smoke show, but she has this praying mantis vibe," she said matter of factly. Reid's mouth gaped open and closed.

"A-what vibe?"

"You know... how they fuck! With the—"

"Female praying mantis engaging in cannibalistic mating behavior, biting off the head or legs of her mate and eating them. I've heard of it, but you should know that that behavior occurs in less than 30 percent of all mating sessions in the wild." As Reid rattled on, he slowly became aware of her piercing eyes on him and the warmth of her back. He sucked in a breath, cutting himself off from going further.

"Wow! Guess you weren't really studying! I'm sorry I interrupted your terrible Thursday evening," she quipped, gesturing to the now-abandoned physics equation. He hurried to close the notebook, tucking it away in his desk as he began to sweat.

"Oh, that! That wasn't studying! I was calculating to calm down." Reid somehow didn't expect the not-unfriendly laugh to erupt in front of him. She bent down to brace herself on her upper thighs as she guffawed, unintentionally pulling the sweater up from the back. Without thinking, he pulled it down for her dignity, but she grabbed his wrist tightly as he completed the action and locked eyes with him.

"What are you, a physicist?" She asked playfully. He gulped again as Y/N watched the movement of his prominent Adam's apple.

"N-not really. I'm working on my chemistry and mathematics masters right now, but I finished my physics MA last semester." She whistled in response, impressed.

"They LET you have that many?? Wait..." Her heated eye contact wavered, flicking up and down his body.

"There's no way! You're only like sixteen!"

"I'm EIGHT-teen! And yeah, I signed a waiver saying that MIT is not responsible for any poor grades or drops in my mental state," he winced as his voice cracked on his age.

"Guess what they say about MIT being smarted than BU kids is right! My med-track major could never be as flexible as yours, virgin," Y/N quipped, cheekily checking out the dark flush of crimson on his cheeks as he pulled away from her grip, facing the wall in frustration of two different types.

"WH-WHY! Why would you-"

"Spence, you're waiting by the computer for a direct message!" Reid sputtered in response, the nickname he had signed off as in her mouth sounded both so wrong and so right as he adjusted his stance to hide an unfortunate situation going on downstairs. Y/N rolled her eyes again as Reid suddenly realized that he loved the color of her eyes more than any color he had ever seen in his life, including Jennifer's. After a long, not uncomfortable, silence, Y/N made a step toward him, suddenly hesitant.

"Don't get your sweater all wrinkled! I'm a virgin too. That's why I came— you better fix that expression on your face, kid!" Reid realized that his shock had painted his face too clearly, flapping his hands frantically as he watched her face drop. The visible vulnerability struck a nerve within him; he didn't know if it was good or bad. As she turned back to the computer, he touched her shoulder in an attempt to get her to look at him.

"NO! No! Not in a bad way! Just individuals who are sexually confident in their self-image with a certain presentation tend to have already completed the act!" Y/N scoffed, rolling her shoulder to get away as if it burned her.

"PLEASE! Now who's engaging in the stereotypes, genius?"

"I'm sorry! You're just too beaut-attract-hot..." Reid kept cutting himself off in an attempt to quantify her looks properly. Y/N chuckled to herself, charmed as she finally looked to watch him fluster himself to try to rectify the insult.

"It's okay... You don't have to say anything. I mean, I couldn't even get Matthew fucking Sobevich to fuck me. As the guest TA, he managed to make four of my classmates pass out within the hour." She cast her eyes downward, fiddling with the loose string on the sweater near the sleeve. Reid swallowed, stepping closer to her. He bent his knees, basically in a squat, to try to get eye contact.

"You deserve better than Matt. I mean, look at you!" He gestured awkwardly at her whole body before framing her face with his fingertips. Y/N finally looked at him, the inner workings of her thoughts almost visible in her eyes as she straightened her gaze to bring him standing up. She cautiously brought her hand up to his chest, right over his heart.

"Well, if you want to date someone like JJ... you might want some experience... We could-- let's get it out of the way!" Y/N carefully explained her idea, her fingers walking up to brush against his Adam's apple. Reid shivered, pulling away to retreat toward his bed, almost involuntarily giving in to her plan.

"I-this was all supposed to be very romantic!! And-and now you've gone and just fucked it up!!" He squealed, watching as Y/N crossed her arms to take off his sweater from the bottom. She came over to sit on the bed, thoughtfully taking a second to let him gather himself before curling her index finger under his chin to get him to look at her.

"You are going to drive some girl crazy someday. With your long, Kurt Cobain hair and that infuriating mouth of yours," Y/N whispered sincerely, moving her finger to trace up his jaw and to hook under his glasses. Reid's breathing hitched, but he kept his gaze on her as she pulled his glasses off and gently put them on the nightstand.

"Say the word, and I'll stop. Say you don't want this, and we won't," Y/N continued, her other hand shaking on his knee as she inched closer to him. As she closed her eyes, Reid closed the gap between them, the hiss of heavy breathing from his nose the only noise in the room. She responded immediately, wrapping her fingers in his hair as they fell against the bed. Suddenly, May 13, 1999, wasn't so unremarkable after all.

[frauleinjustice]

Saiouma Prompt: Christmas Eve

Good afternoon, everyone! Merry Christmas! I wanted to do a short-”short” KJDJKFDKJFD- oneshot with the good boys! And of course: in one of my favorite AUs ever, phantom thief/detective, heheh....

Summary: Shuichi thought he was going to spend Christmas Eve alone, since he didn’t have anyone to spend it with romantically. But when he arrives home, he’ll receive a nice surprise: the phantom thief, Ouma Kokichi, there! And so, they spend Christmas Eve together, enjoying Christmas cake, exchanging presents... and just being happy to be with the one they fell for...

Hehe so basically, just wanted to write some cute fluff! As always, I hope you enjoy and thank you in advanced for reading if you do~! Once more, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! I hope you all had a great Christmas Eve/having a fantastic Christmas Day! 🎄 ♥

Tonight was Christmas Eve. Decorations lit up the city and couples happily strolled down the streets. Shuichi himself was currently heading back home while holding a bag containing a Christmas cake inside. It’d normally be very difficult to still find one during this time, but this was actually a personal order made by a baker. The baker was friends with the latest client Shuichi helped, and so as thanks, asked their baker friend to have a cake prepared just for him. He was truly appreciative, and couldn’t wait to enjoy it once he got home. In truth… he was going to spend tonight at home. He didn’t have anyone to spend it romantically with, and his colleagues were spending tonight with their own significant other/spouse. Not that being single usually bothered him, since he was normally a very busy man anyway, but even he couldn’t deny how nice it must feel to spend tonight with someone you love… “Maybe I’ll just bring any leftover slices to my job when we have our Christmas party tomorrow…” He mumbles to himself as makes his way up the stairs to his apartment building. Kicking off any extra snow, he takes out his keys and enters inside with a small huff of relief after finally being out of the cold. 

He hangs his coat up and takes off his shoes after placing the bag of cake on the living room table. He then plops onto the couch and closes his eyes for a moment, muttering: “Ahh, warmth… I can’t wait to have some coffee…” 

And as if his wishes were answered, a mug of coffee is placed on the table. “Heeere you go: eggnog latte!” 

“Mmm, thank you, Ouma-kun…” And then the realization hits him. “-?!” Practically rocketing back up on the couch, he instantly snaps his neck to the direction of a certain voice. “W-Wait, what the: O-Ouma-kun?!” 

“Nishishi! Surpriiiise!” Declares the man with his arms dramatically raised up before he sits down on the opposite couch and sips his own mug of coffee. It was none other than the infamous phantom thief, Ouma Kokichi. He had barged his way into the detective’s apartment while he was out. Not that it was the first time he suddenly showed up out of nowhere, no matter if Shuichi was already there or not; yet it shocks the detective all the same each and everytime, much to the other’s amusement. “Are you always going to be that shocked when I appear, Saihara-chan? You should hurry up and get used to it, or you might die from a heart attack!” He chides as if he were actually concerned, yet he had a sly grin on his face.

“A-And whose fault would that be?! That is not the kind of thing one should get used to, Ouma-kun!” The snicker he gets in response makes him pout even harder, huffing before he takes a sip of his coffee to warm himself up. He wondered if Kokichi had remembered him saying he was a fan of this seasonal drink one time, hence why he made it. It’d actually make him kind of happy, if so: and it tasted good, too… “Anyway… wh-what are you doing here? Are you not spending tonight with anyone special…?”

“Huh?” Looking at him as if he just asked a severely dumb question, Kokichi just scoffs at him. “You think I have time for cheesy crap like that? I’m not a hopeless romantic like you, Saihara-chan. Besides… it’s much more fun to torment you. So if you thought you were going to spend your precious little Christmas Eve in peace…” He holds a finger to his lips with a sly smile and leering look in his eyes. “Think again.” 

“.............” Shuichi just gives him a baffled look before he hangs his head low with a groan. “Lucky me…” Despite his seemingly complaints, he wasn’t actually mad about it. If anything: he was actually happy to see him. It had honestly been a while since he’s done so. He couldn’t deny that he actually missed him… and while it wasn’t new for Kokichi to sometimes not show up in a case of his at all: at this point, he had gotten so used to encountering him that it felt odd whenever he didn’t. And now here he was, having made himself comfortable in Shuichi’s home. Kokichi wasn’t even wearing his usual white suit, instead wearing a purple casual dress shirt and black pants. His hair was also in a small ponytail, too. They often didn’t encounter each other outside of their occupations, so it was a rare sight to see Kokichi in regular clothes. Shuichi couldn’t help but stare for a moment, finding him handsome… and he found his ponytail cute as well, before blushing slightly and darting his eyes away when he caught himself looking so much.

Kokichi had noticed him staring and couldn’t help the giddy smile on his face, his own cheeks turning a light pink. He loves the thought of looking so attractive to him that he can’t help but stare. And Kokichi thought Shuichi looked just as attractive in casual wear as well, the detective wearing a gray sweater over dark blue jeans. He found him attractive regardless, in all honesty. Not just physically: everything about the detective made him grow more and more attracted to him. A man who can keep up with him, but can still surprise him, and even be unpredictable to the thief at times; those were things Kokichi very rarely found in a person, and while it sometimes frustrates him that he can’t figure him out… at the same time, he loves it, too. He never thought it would be a detective that fascinates him in a way no else does: and in turn, Shuichi never grew so fond of a criminal like he did for Kokichi. While he can still annoy, confuse, and irritate him a lot… Kokichi can also surprise him, make him smile, make him laugh, even assist him at times…. and made him even grow to enjoy their exhilarating chases into the night. He was just such a big mystery to the detective… one that fascinates him, wants to figure out more… a man that truly intrigues him like no other.

In all honesty, both had been scared for a moment. What if Shuichi came home with a significant other, if he had one? Or what if Kokichi was spending tonight with his own significant other, if he had one? Nerve-wrecking questions that went through their minds before they encountered each other in Shuichi’s home. Even if neither dared to tell the other yet, they fell for each other… so if either assumption had been true, it would’ve broken one or the other’s heart. But now that they know neither assumption was true, it was a sea of relief washed over them both. It especially made Shuichi so happy that he suddenly mumbles: “...I brought home some Christmas cake. I’ll bring plates for us.” Before walking suspiciously fast to the kitchen. He was trying to hide the smile that dares form on his wriggling mouth. He wasn’t going to spend Christmas Eve alone, after all… and with the person he secretly wanted to spend it with the most. 

“?” Raising an eyebrow, Kokichi wasn’t going to let that slide as he waltzed into the kitchen, snaking his arms around the detective’s waist from behind. “Saihara-chaaan?” He tried leaning his head over to look up at him, which made Shuichi quickly turn his head away so he couldn’t see it. Though unfortunately for him, Kokichi had seen that smile on his face for a flash of a second, “Ohh?” An intrigued hum leaves him as the smile on his face widens into an amused one, drumming his fingers along the area of Shuichi’s stomach. “What are you smiling about, hmm? Is Saihara-chan that happy to see me~?”

“Ack…!” He naturally hit the nail right on the head, Shuichi’s eyes nervously darting about as he stammered out: “Th...That’s…! I-I, well, uh…. Th-that information is…. cl-classified!” 

“Uh-huuuh. Sure it is.” That was precisely the reaction he wanted for his surprise visit. Shuichi was so happy to see him… it made him giddily bounce on his feet and his heart flutter a bit in his chest. Much as he wanted to keep teasing his flustered, whining detective, he is excited to eat some cake with him. And so, he lets go of him as he chimes: “Anyways, cake time! Better hurry or I’ll eat the entire thing, myself!”

“Ueeue.. o-okay.…” A small exhale to compose himself, Shuichi nods and also gathers a knife to cut the cake with. Kokichi decides to grab forks for them before they both head back to the table. Once he sets everything down, Shuichi takes the container out of the bag and lifts the lids up. He cuts them both a slice and places it on their plates. “This looks so tasty… time to enjoy.” When he takes a bite, he hums in delight, giving an approving nod. “And just as tasty as it looks, too! I love it. And to think I got a personal order from a professional baker… ah, because you see, the latest client I helped asked his baker friend to have an order of this personally made for me, as additional thanks for helping him out.”

Kokichi also gives a  delighted hum at how delicious the cake tastes. So sweet and fluffy… he can tell this was very well made. “Mmm?” He hummed curiously when Shuichi told him that. “Is that so? Saihara-chan must’ve really done that great of a job, to get thanked like this. But you always do, don’t you?”

“Ah…!” The genuine compliment without the usual back handedness caught him by surprise. “Oh, th-thank you. That’s very kind of you to say, Ouma-kun…”

“Nishishi…” Kokichi just smiles brightly and nods before he continues eating. He truly meant what he said, too: Shuichi truly was a one of a kind when it came to detectives. Serious, intelligent, intuitive… yet kind, caring, and very passionate about his job. He was never one to resort to shady measures to get what he wants, and it was obvious that he truly cares about his clients, and would never be the type to give up on them. That kind of passion was sadly rare to find in most detectives and officers in general. Even if he knows the detective would be too modest to agree, Kokichi feels he truly is a great example that other detectives should follow. 

For a moment, the two ate their cake in comfortable silence. After taking a small sip of his coffee, does Shuichi speak up as he asks: “I’m curious… how have you been? I haven’t seen you in a while, so that’s why I was even more surprised than usual to suddenly see you…”

“Mmn, I’ve been good.” He answers, taking another bite out of his cake before he continues. “I’m a very busy man, you know. I’m in hot demand right now!” Or rather, he had been busy with an especially difficult heist. Even for a master thief like him, stealing a treasure from a very heavily guarded, giant cruise ship was no easy task at all. “I was almost shot, stabbed, thrown in the lake… you should’ve seen it!” And while nearly getting stabbed or thrown into the lake was a lie…. He was chased down by officers and security guards from the ship as soon as he could escape it. Those security officers did carry guns, and had Kokichi not used his usual tricks to lose the police: he probably could have been shot at… 

“I...I see… and don’t say things like that so excitedly…” He sighs. Though he was glad to hear he’s been good, and that he returned safely from his mission. He couldn’t help but worry about him at times whenever he hasn’t seen him in a while, always hoping that he doesn’t get hurt or worse out there… “And here I was wondering if you’ve finally been arrested. Heh, heh, heh.” 

“Hmph!” He comically puffs his cheeks out, jabbing his fork in Shuichi’s direction as he rants: “Saihara-chan thinks he’s so funny, huh? As if! I lost them so easily when they tried to chase me: Boring. Only you can keep up with me, Saihara-chan. That’s why you aren’t boring.”

“O...Ouma-kun..." The serious look on Kokichi’s face as he says that, and the lack of the usual joking or patronizing tone in his voice… he knew this was something that, when said by Ouma Kokichi: was extremely special. He makes their chases feel fun: he isn’t boring to him. It made a warm smile form on his face as he looked down at his plate. “Maybe odd of me to say, but… thank you. I’m… actually kind of happy to hear that.” 

“Good.” He was glad Shuichi believed him. It isn’t something he would even say as a joke, after all. “But aww…” Now that mischievous smile was right back on his face as he now decides to stand up and sit at the couch Shuichi was on, leaning against him. “Could it be that… Saihara-chan missed meeee~?”

“G-Gah!” He yelps when Kokichi suddenly sits next to him, quickly turning his face away. “I-I…!” He nervously darts his eyes around before hanging his head low. “.......” And instead of dodging the question again, he mumbles a quiet: “Y….Yes… I did...”

“!” He expected he’d get another ‘that’s classified’ as a response, which would’ve made him laugh: but Shuichi just flat out admitting that he did miss him makes him beam even more.“...Hah! That’s what I thought! You’d better had. And I guess… I missed Saihara-chan, too.” But then quickly adds in before he can get embarrassed, too:  “...Missed driving him crazy, that is~!” 

“G-Geez…” He playfully gives him a nudge, chuckling softly when Kokichi nuzzles against his arm with a snicker. Despite the rising heat to his cheeks, he looks down at Kokichi with a soft smile on his face, receiving the same look in return. Kokichi also missing him made Shuichi happy, too. Both truly had grown on each other, to the point that they can’t be away from each other for long. “Anyway, you nerd… let’s finish eating. There is something I… um….” He shyly looks away. “...W-Want to give you.”

“...Oh?” He tilts his head. “You got me a present…?” Inside of Shuichi’s bag was a gift he bought for Kokichi. He had bought it without thinking, despite thinking on his way home that he wouldn’t even see him: but he still wanted to buy him something, even if he knew that gift exchanging was moreso a thing couples did on Christmas Eve. An excited glint in his eyes, Kokichi nods his head and goes back over to where he was originally sitting. “Ooookay! I expect that Saihara-chan bought me something worthy of an esteemed phantom thief such as myself. ...Just like I know he will like what I got for him, too!”

“!” Shuichi’s eyes widened in surprise. “You… bought me something, too? R-Really?” Kokichi did have the same idea. Even if he’d normally find such things cheesy, he wanted to get something for Shuichi: something he will claim he’s sure will love, but in truth, hopes that he will. “I know it’s early to say this, but… th-thank you! I’m sure I will love it. And I hope you’ll love what I got you as well…”

“Mmmhm! It’s a gift from me, so I know you’ll love it!” He snickers, before his smile softens a bit. “...If it’s a gift from Saihara-chan, then I know it’ll be good. And that’s not a lie!”

“H-Heheh…” That made him happy to hear… After a while, the boys finished their slices and drinks. After taking a quick moment to wash the dishes, Shuichi places the lid back on the cake container and puts it away in the fridge. He then goes to grab his bag to retrieve the gift bag inside it, with Kokichi doing the same before they sit close to each other. “Alright, um… d-do you want to go first? Here…” Shuichi hands Kokichi the box inside of the gift bag. It was a white gift box, wrapped with a pretty lavender ribbon. “...For you. I-I know you said you expect it to be good, but I still hope you’ll like it…”

“Saihara-chan worries too much… okay! Time to see how satisfactory this gift shall beeee!” With that, Kokichi carefully undoes the ribbon instead of just tearing it off, since he liked it. He eagerly opens the gift box… before his eyes go wide. “!” Inside was a diamond tassel brooch. The brooch part was in the shape of a crown with gold accents, while the smaller end had a purple rose motif on it. Slowly, Kokichi holds it in his hands to have a good look at it, completely in awe. “Saihara-chan…. this is….”

Kokichi looked so amazed, much to his relief… he clasps his hands together as he explains: “Y...Yeah! It’s a diamond brooch. I figured that… since you love to incorporate fancy accessories in your clothes,  you may like something like this. Since you’re a phantom thief, I thought you would like one made out of diamonds, h-hehe… and you seem to like purple, so I thought you would like the rose motif on the smaller end.”

“Saihara-chan… really put that much thought into it, huh…?” He could’ve just simply bought him any kind of brooch, and yet, he wanted to buy him a specific kind that Kokichi could especially love. That was just like him, he thought to himself: and exactly what he loved about him. 

He nods, giving him a warm smile. “Mmhm…. I wanted it to really be a present that you will really love. If you’d ever like to, maybe you can wear it with your phantom thief outfit. Ah, actually: would you like to put it on? I’d love to see how it looks on you.” Nodding, Kokichi proceeds to place the brooch on his shirt. “Ohh…!” Shuichi utters a small gasp of awe as he takes a close look. “It looks very nice on you, Ouma-kun! I just knew it would.” 

“......” Kokichi could feel his cheeks heat up. Shuichi thought it looked nice on him… even if he was a bit flustered, Kokichi was genuinely very happy. “Shumai… I…” And slowly, a bright, genuine smile begins to widen on his face. “...I love it! A very worthy and befitting present for me, indeed! Nishishi!” He exclaims happily with a laugh, rapidly nodding his head. “Mmmhm! I’m definitely going to be wearing this with my thief outfit from now on: thanks, Saihara-chan! You’re the best.” 

“I’m so glad…!” It was music to Shuichi’s ears to hear how much he loved it, laughing along with him. He was truly relieved that he did, making the spontaneous buy all the more worth it.

“Now, it’s Saihara-chan’s turn to open his gift! Here, here!” He chimes excitedly, practically shoving the present in his hands. The gift box was brown with a gold victorian pattern on it, complete with a black bow. “Ahh, such pretty wrapping paper and bow… alright, let’s see…!” After carefully undoing the wrapping paper and taking off the ribbon, Shuichi opens it. “!!!!” And seeing what was inside, he nearly dropped the lid of the box in shock. “O...Oh! Th-This is-!!” Inside the box was a mystery novel. Not only that, but it was an incredibly rare first edition of the book. “This is a… first edition! And from such an esteemed author such as this… normally you’d have to pay an arm and a leg for this, wouldn’t you?” 

Kokichi’s face lit up when seeing how instantly excited and surprised Shuichi was. “Riiight~? But that’s not all: open it to the very first page.”  

“Ah?” A curious head tilt, Shuichi does as told and opens it to the first page. “!!!” He gasps when seeing that the author’s signature was on it. “I-It even has the author’s signature on it, too?! Ah..!!” This was not only one of Shuichi’s most favorite authors, but they were considered to be one of the best mystery novel writers out there. So to have not only a first edition of their, but also their signature: saying Shuichi loved would be a great understatement. This was something he was going to absolutely treasure. “This is like a dream come true… I adore this author’s works. And now I have a first edition of their book… and their signature, too! I can’t believe it!” 

“Nishishi! Dork!” He teases, but seeing Shuichi’s growing excitement as he observes his present was so adoring to see, he found him so cute. Even if he was sure Shuichi would love it… it still relieved him to see he truly does. “I knew Saihara-chan would love it! Better not tell anyone about it, cause I stole it: but that’s a lie. I was a good boy and got it legitimately with help from some goood buddies of mine with connections! I personally had the author give me this signature. This wasn’t easy to nab, you know: so you’d better appreciate it!” 

Just as he was about to panic at his lie, he playfully rolls his eyes before nodding his head. “Of...of course! I’m very appreciative, Ouma-kun, th-thank you so much! This is the best kind of present I could ever get..!” He gives a thankful bow of his head. “I promise to take great care of it.”

“Good, good!” He trusts that he will, so Kokichi didn’t have to worry. He was also going to take great care of the brooch Shuichi got for him, too. He couldn’t wait for the next chance to wear it with his thief outfit. Once they take a  moment to safely put their gifts away, Kokichi runs back over to Shuichi and glomps him back down on the couch. “Saihara-chaaan!” 

“W-Woah!” Shuichi let out a surprise yelp when he was glomped down to the couch: but quickly after, starts laughing and wraps his around him in turn. “H-Hahah, Ouma-kun!” 

“Hehehe!” They roll around a bit on the couch,  laughing and smiling together so happily. Tonight was going so wonderfully… both were just having the time of their lives. Once they calmed down a bit, Kokichi rests his head against Shuichi’s chest. The sound of his heart beating calmly was soothing to his ears... “Tonight was fun… Saihara-chan always knows how to keep me entertained.” 

“Eheheh…” His hand lies gently on Kokichi’s back. Slowly, he dares to give it soft rubs. “I’m very happy to hear that, Ouma-kun. Tonight was really fun with you as well. And here I thought… I was just going to be spending it alone. I’m happy I didn’t: and I’m especially that… I could spend tonight with you, Ouma-kun.”

“Sh...Shumai…” He buries his face more into his chest, uttering a very quiet whine into it. He’s glad Shuichi wouldn’t be able to see the rising heat to his cheeks. “S...So sappy, sh-sheesh….You’d better be careful saying things like that. I may just get the wrong idea…” He whispers in a sultry tone, slowly circling his finger around the center of Shuichi’s chest.

“O-Oh...I...uh….” He stumbles on his words. Kokichi could hear his heartbeat suddenly become faster, which made him snicker. “Aww, don’t die on me, Mr. Detective~! Or else your heart will pop right out of your chest!” 

“Uueuueue! Y-You are the worst, sometimes!” He whines, giving his back a harmless smack before he buries his face in his hands.

“Nisishi! Sowwy~!” He laughs, definitely not being sorry as he hops back up to his feet. “Anywaaay! I’d best get going. I tormented Saihara-chan a satisfactory amount tonight!” 

“Ah?” Moving his hands away from his face, he sits up properly before looking up at him. “You’re leaving already…?”

“Yep! I’m a very busy man, you know. I’ve got lots of mayhem to commence tomorrow, so I need my beauty sleep!” In other words, he was going to have his own Christmas party with his crew. It’s why he was really hoping he could have fun with Shuichi tonight, happy that he did. Now, he’d be able to really have some fun tomorrow without any regrets. 

“D-Don’t cause too much trouble, now…” He smiles sheepishly, before he gives a small nod. A part of him wishes he could stay just a bit longer, but he understands he’ll be busy having fun tomorrow. That, and he’ll need to rest up soon for the Christmas party he’ll be going to with his colleagues, himself. “I hope you’ll have a fun Christmas day tomorrow, then. And, ah… thank you for tonight. I had a lot of fun… and thank you once more for the gift, too! I can’t wait to read it later.”

“Noo promises!” He snickers, walking over to where his stuff is. His gift was already put away in his bag, closing it back up. “Thanks, Saihara-chan! I totes will: and you’d better make sure to do the same!” He takes a moment to put on his coat, scarf, and shoes before looking back at him with a smile. “Mmn! Me too. I’m glad you love your gift. Just don’t go “accidentally” pulling an all nighter because you couldn’t put the book down again, nerd!” He teasingly ‘scolds’ with a point of his finger, laughing before his smile softens. “...And your present was nice, too. I’ll make sure it looks eeeextra good on me when you chase me into the night! And I still… have the most important treasure of all to continue pursuing.” 

He just playfully swats a hand in the air when he calls him out like that, chuckling softly with a warm smile. “Thank you, Ouma-kun… I’m happy you also had fun, and that you loved your present. Hehe, well I guess I’d better be prepared for the next time I’ll have to chase you down, then.” Though the last part makes him tilt his head in curiosity. “The... most important treasure?”

“Nishishi…” A glint in his eyes, Kokichi slowly makes his way to him. “As clueless as always… you should know more than anyone what I’m talking about.”

“...Huh?” Shuichi didn't understand what he meant at all… but when Kokichi suddenly stood in front of where he was sitting, before he started to straddle his lap- “-!” A choked gasp leaves him as Kokichi slowly wraps his arms around his neck, pressing his chest up against his. “Wh….Wh-Wha… What are y...”

He chuckles under his breath at the detective’s flustered confusion, ignoring his own rapidly beating heart. “...You still don’t get it? Geez…. I have to do everything myself, don’t I?”

“D...Do what? What are you talking abou…” But before Shuichi could finish getting that out… Kokichi leaned his face in closer, and closer… until ultimately silencing the detective with a kiss. “Mmn-!” His eyes widen and he freezes in place. Kokichi was kissing him. His lips pressed softly against his own… The further he registered that, the more he felt as if his heart was going to burst out of his chest, and his mind going a mile a minute. But despite being so confused… he didn’t dislike this at all. Kokichi’s lips felt so nice, so soft… and before he knew it, he found himself wanting to indulge, just a bit more… and presses his lips firmer against Kokichi’s, deepening it just a bit. 

“....!” Kokichi felt him deepen the kiss just slightly, making a soft gasp vibrate through him. Even if he was the one that dared to initiate the kiss, he felt like he was going to explode if it became more intense. So quickly, even if reluctantly… he breaks away. “Nishi...shishi….” Despite how heated his cheeks were, he has a leering smile on his face, chuckling breathlessly as he gives him an intense look. “The most important treasure I have yet to steal…. that I so dearly want. Is…” He pauses, slowly trailing the finger he pressed against his chest.. Right down to the area over his heart. With a light tap, he leans in much closer again to whisper: “Your. Heart.” 

“............” Shuichi couldn’t even form words. He just stares at him with wide eyes, being so red that steam could shoot out of his head. He was already dying so badly  from this: but this officially killed him. “I...wah...uuwaaahh….”

“Oopsie! I think I just murdered Saihara-chan!” Despite his teasing comment, Kokichi was dying just as badly, wanting to quickly hide that as he climbed off of him and walked over to hoist up his bag and head towards the door. “Welp, I’m out of here! See you later, Saihara-chan! Tonight was not boring at all, thanks to my beloved detective. Merry Christmas~!” And with a wave and a snicker, he exits out of the house.

“B...Bye… I’m glad you had fun. M-Merry Christmas to you, too…” Is what he manages to get out before Kokichi leaves. “.....” He holds a hand to his heart while the other hovers above his lips. He still couldn’t believe Kokichi kissed him… and that he leaned into it. “St...Stupid Ouma-kun...” He mumbles to himself. “...You’ve already stolen it.”