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dokifluffs · 4 years ago

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Sleepy Time With His Babies | Iwaizumi, Sakusa

Pairings: Iwaizumi X Reader (female), Sakusa X Reader (female)

Genre: domestic fluffy sleepiness

Author’s Note: Another one

Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Atsumu, Osamu // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Kita, Kuroo // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Ennoshita, Akaashi // Sleepy Time With Their Babies | Kenma, Bokuto

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Iwaizumi:

He was physically crushing you

Did you care? Not at all

This was Hajime, a soon to be athletic trainer, someone who seemed intimidating with his muscles and overall beefiness

But here he was

Here was your hajime that melted anytime you called him cute or any other cutesy, mushy gushy nickname

He was a puddle in your arms and he didn’t care what he looked like - as long as no one else besides you or the dog saw

Even your guys’ dog was the same as him — an intimidating Rottweiler, muscular, growl so low that would make those that didn’t sit right with him, scurry far far away

His name was Zilla, short for Godzilla named by Hajime yet he was such a puppy whenever you were around, his tail wagging like crazy as he nuzzled his snout against your legs, whining whenever you went away for even just a few minutes, waiting by the door until you returned home from wherever

Yep, they were two peas in a pod

And as Hajime laid on you, Zilla laid beside you on the bedroom floor, the two of them fast asleep

Your legs tangled beneath the sheets on the gloomy day outside as rain trickled down from the clouds, tapping the windows and rooftops all throughout the city

You brushed your fingers through his hair, slowly scratching the base of his scalp as he snored lightly into your shoulder, his cheek squished against you, making his lips all pouty

No matter what angle you saw him in whenever he slept on you, you could never bring yourself to make the smile on your face falter

For someone who looked so beefy, you never knew they could look so soft at the same time yet here he was

Whenever you moved just the slightest bit, readjusting the blankets or pillows, he woke just the slightest, lifting his head off of you until you were ready and patted his head down against your body again

You held him closer, squishing him into your arms even if it didn’t feel like much to him

a slight, sleepy smile spread on his lips, his face showing he was in true bliss while he slept on you

Domestic:

The fire crackled in the fireplace behind the iron gate while you sat on the couch on the ground beside the coffee table and Zilla at your feet, fast asleep while your fingers rapidly typing away at your laptop, finding the recipe you needed so you could make some agedashi tofu, a favorite of Hajime’s

Your little girl crawled about around the couches, staring out the windows seeing the tufts of snowflakes fall onto the snow covered ground, already a couple inches high

She was so small yet she saw so much of the world, it felt like she could fit the world and the universe in those eyes

You made sure to keep her away from the fireplace, not letting her get too close, steering her away, giving her one of her favorite toys, or to even hold her in your lap while you watched numerous videos of others making the tofu

though after about an hour or so, as the snowflakes only got bigger, she no longer had any interest for the things floating silently to the ground as she crawled down the hall, the baby gates keeping her from falling down the stairs or bumping into the taller dining room table

“D/N?” you looked up, finding your little girl’s legs disappearing into the room where Hajime slept soundly, his snores kind of echoing louder into the hall now that the door was cracked wider

she let out such a pure sounding giggle as her wide eyes fell upon her sleeping father as he laid flat on the futon fast asleep

she crawled faster, her little hands making little thumping noises against the plush covers he slept under as she crawled and climbed onto his sleeping body

until she finally did it

she had successfully made her way to the top of his chest, laid right on him, a smile of wonder spreading over her chubby cheeks as she slowly rose and fell as Hajime breathed

Hajime was still undisturbed as he slept, catching up on the hours of sleep he had missed, practically unbothered by the slightly extra weight added onto him by his little girl

that was until she made her way toward her sleepy father, reaching her little hand to his chin, doing her best to grab him, though it would be quite some time before she could properly hold his face

she continuously patted his chin until he woke

it took a moment as his eyed adjusted to the sight of his baby girl, a chuckle escaping his chest as he smiled, his eyes drawing into lines

“Hi, mochi,” his voice raspy from sleep as she cooed, her smile contagious, cheeks so chubby, Hajime just wanted to bite them

like mochi

she adorable tilted her head side to side, shying away from the loving eyes of her papa as he tickled her, poking her puffy cheeks with his finger, getting her to easily fill the room with her giggles every time he did it

“Wanna sleep with papa?” he hummed as he sleepily looked to her, a yawn escaping him as he reached his head up to peck a kiss to her face before he turned to his side, laying his little girl beside him, beneath the warm covers of his futon

“nap time, moch,” he chuckled to himself as the two of them stared at each other before he gently blew a raspberry into her cheek

her cheeks were just too irresistible to him

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Sakusa:

His footsteps sounded through the bathroom as you stood, brushing your teeth, your hair still damp from your shower, the mirrors steamy

Kiyoomi stood behind you, his figure towering through the foggy mirror

His movements faltered before he gave in, snaking his hands from behind you, around you, letting his chest melt to your back

“You smell good,” he said but subtly sounded bubbly as he buried his face into your shoulder, bending his back to a “C” shape so he could match your height

You only smiled through the mirror as he began to sway side to side slowly while you brushed your teeth, finishing

“I did just shower, Omi,” you smiled up to your curly haired husband

The two of you paused in place as you looked up to him, adoring his features as he did the same to you, something neither of you could never get over - the fact that you two had each other

“Mmhm,” he cuddled himself even closer like a kitten when you were fresh out the shower

Your skin and body was so warm, so fresh and clean and he could hold you without letting any of his fears interfering

He stood beside you, just standing awkwardly with you in the bathroom before he followed you out to the bedroom

The two of you got into bed but before you could really settle, you were suddenly pulled into his embrace, his arms wrapping around you, his body curving to match against yours

“Aren’t you cuddly tonight,” you murmured as you turned your head back to the best of your abilities turning so you could face him

“I’m tired,” he matched your volume in the darkness

“Sleepsies,” you brushed your fingers through his hair, getting a relaxing sigh from him as he hummed in agreement

“Sleepsies,” his voice barely audible

“Goodnight,” you smiled into his chest

He held you close to him, a scenario your high school self could have imagined with the Sakusa Kiyoomi

Omg was always distant, known to be quite handsome yet no one ever had a chance with him

So many others thought he would never be with him, that no one would be good enough for him but he was a great volleyball player

And now you were a Sakusa too

Domestic:

The sun kept him warm as he laid beneath the open blinded windows as the summer rays cast down into the living room, right onto Omi as he laid on his back, his arm draped over his eyes now that he got to relax

The house had been cleaned through his monthly sanitization day

The past few days were making his skin itch but now - it was all okay

Birds chirped in the neighborhood, outside in the distance, it was a beautiful day

The house was oddly silent as he laid on the couch, his chest slowly rising and falling

But before he could fall asleep, let his energy recharge, just before he drifted off, the smallest sounding steps approached the couch and then stopped right beside him

Omi slowly lifted his arm, turning his head to take a peek at what could be happening but he had an inkling of who it could be

And he was right

He saw his little girl, her teddy in hand as she stood beside the couch, her chin just able to reach the couch cushion

Her beady eyes looked up to him, cheeks round, her lips almost in a pout as she stood looking up to him to the best that she could, the sun shining into her eyes

“What is it, pum?” He lifted his hand, blocking the sun from hurting her eyes

His little girl was observant, kept to herself, speaking up when asked or when she didn’t like something or if something didn’t go her way

She was just like him

She blinked looking up to him before she raised her arms, her teddy in her hand waiting patently to be lifted

“You wanna nap with me?” a smile cracked onto his lips

and all she did was nod

“Mmhm,” he complied as he sat himself up, scooping his little girl, pushing out a yawn as he laid back down as D/N made herself comfortable on top of him before cuddling close into his side in between him and the couch

she hugged her teddy close in her arms while Sakusa laid sort of on his side, turned toward her at a slight angle

from the perspective of anyone else if they entered the living room, they would only see Kiyoomi’s back, and only stepping closer would they see his little girl cuddled close, the two of them fast asleep together in the summer sun as it shined in through the window

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kodzuvii · 4 years ago

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ON TRACK! ✩ [14: so, I guess we’re soulmates?]

next: [15: the rock wannabe]

pairing - iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre - crack + fluff :) soulmate au!

synopsis - In a world where soulmates can hear the songs their partner is singing or listening too at any time, Iwaizumi Hajime wants to know who his soulmate is so he can give them a piece of his mind and tell them to stop singing along to soft lofi songs while he’s in the middle of practice because it’s seriously ruining his cool, calm, and collected image.

wc: 4k

warnings!: grammar issues plz ignore + awkward phone call between two overthinking teenagers?

a/n: this is severely long overdue and I apologize deeply for that. the taglist for this series is open! more info will be found in the note after the story! ty :)

“Nee-chan’s weakness #16: overthinks more often than usual when under a lot of pressure”

Akaashi loved you. He really did. But if the higher-ups gave him an option to choose a new older sister, then maybe, just maybe, he would consider taking it. As he watched you frantically pace around his room with your dog (who looked quite scared) in your arms, he wondered if you viewed him more of a personal therapist rather than a little sibling.

His evening was going normal. After a long day of practice, all he intended to do was read a book after dinner and maybe watch a movie with Tofu afterwards just before bed. Nowhere in his plans were for you to barge into his room unannounced with an evident look of panic on your face while mumbling incoherent words.

Your hair was a mess and you were clad in an oversized sweater and superman pajama pants with Tofu in one of your arms while your phone was being held tightly in your other hand. All he could get from the words leaving your lips at a 1.75 playback speed was “soulmate” and “phone call” and “not ready.”

Akaashi watched you stop in your tracks and pull out his desk chair. You plopped yourself onto the seat, face warm and flushed as you tried to recall how you were feeling. “No Keiji I’m telling you that any second now, my soulmate is gonna call me and uhm? Quite frankly, my brain can’t process that and I am fucking scared.”

Akaashi hummed, “nee-chan calm down.” Tofu then jumped out of your arms and leaped onto Akaashi’s bed. He walked up and cuddled up near the setters side which made Akaashi smile before turning his attention back to you.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your legs and spun around on his chair, “no Kei this is serious. This first phone call is basically equivalent to a meet-cute which also means the first impressions. I feel like his first impression already isn’t good because I literally injured his friend so this is my moment to redeem myself” you rambled.

Akaashi made eye contact with Tofu and even the poor dog looked concerned at your state.

“Kei, what if this is all a mistake? I mean the universe must be against me somehow right? What if he hates me the moment I answer and then next thing you know he’s telling me that he wants us to reject each other and then I’m gonna be left all alone to roam around this miserable world and-mph!”

You flinched back as you felt a soft pillow collide with your face and stop your ramble. You looked down at the pillow on the floor and snapped your head up to your brother, “what was that for!” Akaashi rolled his eyes and petted Tofu with his right hand, “you overthink too much” he replied simply.

You narrowed your eyes at him but you couldn’t come up with any comeback in your head. He was right after all. You groaned and stood up from the spinny chair and walked over to his bed before belly-flopping down. You leaned over and grabbed the blue pillow near his headboard and Akaashi watched as you screamed into the plush material.

You were losing it.

“This sucks Keiji, I’m terrible at phone calls. I don’t even answer Otosan’s phone calls so how the fuck am I supposed to answer my soulmates?”

In Miyagi, Iwaizumi unknowingly found himself in a similar state as you. The moon was shining from his window and the light cascaded a soft glow into his room. With his windows wide open, he could feel the cool breeze blowing in and slightly brushing over his face. But the breeze didn’t help calm his nerves at all.

Iwa was a simple guy, really he was.

As someone who meditated regularly as well as found good coping mechanisms that would help calm his stress levels down, you would think that he’d be relaxed in this situation.

But no, Iwa was also internally panicking. Being the stubborn boy he was, he tried to play it off and cool himself down by fooling himself into believing that he was fine and that he had everything under control.

He didn’t

Iwa cracked his neck and looked back down at his phone. He was sitting on the sides of his bed, hand gripping tightly onto his phone as his eyes stared at your number displayed on the screen right under your name and his thumb barely hovering over the call button.

“Okay. I’m gonna do it,” he thought to himself for the nth time in the past 10 minutes.

He took a deep breath and gave himself an internal word of encouragement and made the move. ‘So close’ he thought. “This is it, I’m gonna do it” But just as his thumb barely, just barely, made contact with the screen, he pulled it back and harshly threw his phone at his pillow. He closed his eyes and groaned in frustration as he fell back, his back hitting his mattress.

This was starting to piss him off.

It was just a phone call.

Him simply contacting and talking verbally to someone through his phone.

He was fine.

Right?

Yeah no, he was totally fine. Pft He’s had phone calls before. In fact, he had done it several times with several people (that’s a lie he only picks up to his parents and maybe Oikawa on good days) Why was this so hard? Phone calls are a natural thing. Especially in the 21st century. He wasn’t some old man who had no idea how to talk on the phone.

He got this.

But wait, did you even want him to call you first? What if you wanted to call him first? Wait what if he asked you during the wrong time and you’re tired?

Iwaizumi then lifted his head slightly to look at the clock on his bedside table. It was 8 pm. It wasn’t that late right? You would’ve told him if you were busy right? Wait what if you’re an early bird who liked catching a full 12 hours of sleep. Or what if you were just too scared to tell him you weren’t in the mood to call. God, there were so many factors he should’ve thought about before asking you. He blinked and heaved a frustrated sigh as he looked up to his ceiling. This was a lot harder than he’d thought.

If there was one thing he learned from Oikawa’s fangirls is that girls are scary.

You were no exception to that idea.

Iwaizumi took a deep breath before pulling himself back up and leaned over to grab his phone. He turned it to the side and made sure once again that his ringer was on and that the volume was all the way up just in case you know, you wanted to call first and save him from all the stress he was feeling.

He stared at your contact information and gripped his phone tighter. Your contact didn’t even have a photo and your name was just ‘Akaashi Y/n’ on his phone. Everything that happened between you two from the past couple of weeks flooded his head and he couldn’t help but internally cringe. He silently cursed at Oikawa for bringing him into this situation because maybe, just maybe, he could’ve held off this first phone call and wait for a couple of years when his voice would be a lot deeper and he would be a lot cooler and he wouldn’t be sitting on his bed with a pathetic expression while listening to his phone ring and-

Wait,

Ring?

Iwaizumi’s eyes widened as he now realized that he must’ve subconsciously pressed the call button on his screen. This was it, there was no turning back now. His olive-green eyes stared blankly at his screen. He kept blinking and re-reading your name and just hoping silently that it would change from your name to Oikawa’s so he could yell out all his frustration at him.

A couple of seconds went by before the ringing stopped and he felt his breath hitch when his ears picked up the sound of your voice on the other line.

“Hello?”

Oh, shit this was really happening

It’s been 3 seconds, shut up Hajime.

Iwaizumi cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck with his free hand.

“Hey, Akaashi-chan right?”

“Mhm but please just call me Y/n! oh and uh hi Iwaizumi-kun”

Iwaizumi blinked, he doesn’t know why but he felt his cheeks heat up as he heard his name come out of your lips. Iwaizumi cleared his throat before bringing a hand to scratch the back of his neck, “Uh- how are you doing?” he asked. Oh my god, you probably picked up on how unconfident he sounded. This is horrible. He winced and brought his hand to his forearm, rubbing it in an attempt to ease down his nerves.

“I’m doing okay, did you uhm-- eat yet??”

Iwaizumi stiffened, taken back a bit at the question but you interrupted him before he could reply. “I-I’m guessing you got back from practice not too long ago right? Assuming you stayed back late and stuff,” you trailed off. Wincing at your own awkwardness. Iwaizumi pinched his forearm and chuckled nervously, “No-uhm you’re right I got back a couple of hours ago. And yeah, I ate already. Did you?” He asked back, You shook your head, “no not yet. Been busy reviewing and all that stuff” you answered truthfully as you glanced up at your stacks of opened notebooks and coloured highlighters messily spread around all over your desk.

Iwaizumi grunted, his nervousness momentarily washing away as concern came over him. “Y/n, you can’t neglect your health. Cut some fruit up or something” You froze for a second at how stern he sounded just now. Then you realized that this could just be his natural voice and you’re just reading into it too much. Oh god you were starting to overthink again. How did Bokuto and your brother get past their first conversation?

Your silent curses towards the world were cut short when you realized that too many seconds passed and Iwaizumi was still waiting for your reply. Like you do in any unsure situation, you stifled a laugh and nodded while scratching your knee awkwardly, “I will I will.”

A long line of silence then came through and there were no other words to describe it other than awkward. The faint buzzing of your phone sounded louder than ever. You could hear the wind blowing, the clock ticking, and the way your legs would shuffle against each other as you fidgeted. The silence between you two was long, tense, and uncomfortable. The kind of silence that made people want to die on the inside. You both started to question the situation you were in. You had the same goal, both wanting to learn more about your soulmate. Yet you’re lack of comfort and his lack of confidence made things more nerve wracking than it should be.

In an attempt to ease the tension, you tried to think of something you could say that would loosen both of you up. A quick little sentence that was casual and good for conversation starters. You thought for a second, trying to recall your favourite movie couples and what words they said to each other during their meet cute. You needed something smooth, simple, but something that could address the situation you were in. It then clicked in your mind, 5 words, 5 syllables (or did it count as 7?) whatever.

All your time spent watching incredibly dramatic romance movies has led up to this moment.

“So…” you started in a casual tone.

“I guess we’re soulmates huh?”

The moment those words left your mouth your mind short-circuited and you wanted the ground to swallow you up whole. It definitely sounded way cooler in your head. God what were you thinking? And why did you make it sound like it was a question. stupid. Barely 10 minutes in and you’ve already embarrassed yourself.

You fell back onto your bed (Akaashi kicked you out of his room) and covered your hand over your mouth and moved your phone away from your face and let out a tiny scream so that Iwa would not be able to hear. Maybe you weren’t as smooth as you thought. However, that didn’t matter anymore. The words had been said and now the embarrassment was eating you up and every single bad scenario you had previously imagined began to cloud your mind. This was it, you’re soulmate definitely thought you were a loser, bye-bye happiness and hello staying sad and single until you fall into your grave.

Your ears perked up when you heard him clear his throat. You sat up, moved your phone closer to your ear as you anticipated his reply.

“Yeah I guess”

Your body tensed up at how unsure and bored he sounded. And you thought this moment couldn’t become anymore embarrassing. You physically felt your soul leave your body the moment he spoke those words in such a bored tone. This is gonna be a moment that would forever haunt you in the years to come.

Phone calls were neither of you guys’ strong suits and that fact was clearly evident in the way neither of you knew what to say next. While you could handle carrying yourself in real-life conversations, the closeness of someone's voice against your ear and their lack of presence in front of you made things made things more stressful than it should be. Iwaizumi was naturally not much of a talker, he usually let his flamboyant best friend that was joint to his hip take control of conversations. It didn’t help that most people found him rather intimidating and unapproachable.

The silence stretched out for another minute and the longer before you decided to speak up once again. You agreed to call because you wanted to learn more about him, your soulmate, and there was no way you could learn anything about him by just listening to the faint sounds of his breath through your phone. You shook your head and gave yourself a mini pep talk in your head.

Come on Y/n, pussy up bitch.

“Iwaizumi-kun I’m gonna be honest-”

Iwaizumi's hands that were playing with the cotton material of his sweatpants froze. His voice got stuck in his throat and a part of him became worried. Curse his lack of conversational abilities. He was too lost in second guessing himself while structuring his sentences about what he wanted to say to realize that you were probably waiting for him to say something. Did he already mess things up with his soulmate?

“-I suck at phone calls. Like, I’m terrible at it and I’m honestly really nervous right now because this whole thing is a bit overwhelming but I want to get to know more about you because well, you seem pretty cool” you rambled and were met with silence on the other line. Iwaizumi suddenly felt himself get flustered the moment you said that he was cool.

You sighed and continued, trying to ease the way your heart was pounding against your chest. “Truthfully I don’t know what to say or what we should talk about, so we can start with the basics, yeah?” You cleared your throat and straightened yourself up as you took a deep breath.

“Hi Iwaizumi-kun, I’m Y/n”

It took a moment for his mind to process the words you said. Basics. Yeah, he was capable of doing that. After taking a deep breathe, one that was meant to give him some sort of encouragement, he replied. You felt chills go up your back as his gruff voice echoing through the speaker;

“Hey, I’m Iwaizumi”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

First real conversations were never easy. A part of you felt like you were back in your first year of junior high when your teacher was forcing you to play ice-breaker games in an attempt to get to know the people in your class. The questions were the usual “what’s your favourite food?”, “when's your birthday?”, etc etc.

However, instead of getting to know your classmates, the game would usually just result in everyone staring at one another as they waited for someone to speak up. An awkward tension cutting into the classroom as everyone simultaneously realizes that everyone was kinda lame and boring and that they don’t really wanna get to know the people who sat beside them.

You hoped that wouldn’t be the case with Iwaizumi. You’ve known you’d had a soulmate since middle school. Since then, you’ve always fantasized about your meet-cute. You’ve watched many romantic movies and read more than enough manga to fuel your brain with endless cute imaginations and ideas.

But alas, the reality of the world is that cute scenarios are simply meant to live in fictional stories. Akaashi had even told you that you needed to humble down your expectations to save yourself from disappointment in the future.

The first couple words exchanged in your conversation weren’t poetic words of love confessions and sweet nothings. They were typical, short common questions that people generally use to learn more about each other. The expected “when’s your birthday?” and “what do you do in your free time?”

You learned about how his birthday was during June, his favourite colour was dark green, he liked agedashi tofu, and how he spent his free time doing some sort of exercise or physical activity. Iwaizumi was also relatively quiet, truth be told you did most of the talking while he said quiet words to let you know that he was still listening. Along with being quiet, he was private. A direct contrast to you. You were an open book, your mouth moved faster than your mind and you had not much of a problem telling him about little details about yourself.

Iwaizumi on the other hand was selective on what he wanted to tell you. Iwaizumi was simple. A down to earth guy who had his own little sense of edginess to him. He was levelheaded and was someone who strived for realistic goals rather than unreasonable daydreams. You caught that when he simply answered that his goal right right now was to attend nationals with his best friend. When you asked if he had further goals, he simply said that everything else was too far into the future and was out of his reach. You could also tell that even though he used names such as “piece of trash” and “shittykawa” to describe his said best friend, he cared for him in his own way.

Iwaizumi always had a feeling that his soulmate would be the more talkative one out of the two of them. He wasn’t reserved per se, just wasn’t one to ramble over things when deemed unnecessary. You on the other hand could talk for hours. Just from listening to your speaking patterns and tone of voice, you were bright and confident. You found ways to stray away from the original topic and talk about something completely different. On top of learning about your birthday, favourite food, colour, and basically everything he told you, he also somehow learned about your allergy to raspberries, your admiration for early 2000s movies, how you had a dog who you also considered like another brother, and now he was listening to you retell a story about how you got into baking and cooking.

You were carefree once you became comfortable. Your voice was captivating, one that made people always pay attention to whatever you were saying. He listened intently as you went on about your story, he hummed here and there to indicate that he was listening and nodded along even though he knew you wouldn’t see.

A part of him felt relieved to hear you speak so freely. While you never directly came to him, he could tell from your Twitter rants that you were going through a lot of stress from school. Iwaizumi may have only met you formally recently, but he’s listened to your taste in music long enough to have an idea about how the songs you were playing indicated your moods. You had been playing such gloomy music during the past couple of weeks but he was still too nervous and felt like he was overstepping a line if he became too upfront and told you to tell him what’s wrong.

Yeah, you were soulmates, but you technically didn’t know him just like how he didn’t know you.

Nonetheless, a part of him felt relieved at hearing the genuine excitement in your voice because he knew that at this very moment, you were feeling okay.

“-and that’s how I baked a cake to persuade my brother into not telling our Mom that we sneaked out to the convenience store at 4 am,” you said cheerfully as you recalled the memory. You had switched from sitting at your bed to now sitting on your chair and leaning your upper body onto your desk. You moved your word out of the way and had your elbows propped up on the surface of your desk, your head leaning onto your phone in your hands. A part of you felt giddy when you heard the faintest chuckle come from the other end of the line.

The awkward tension between you two was fizzling out and you no longer felt as nervous as you did in the beginning. You were slowly and surely becoming a bit more comfortable with his presence. Truthfully, Iwaizumi still felt a bit awkward. Not that he minded you talking a lot, he just didn’t know what to say and was worried that you found him boring like how Oikawa said he was.

He really was trying. It just wasn’t in his character to be so open about himself.

“Y/n, you know how dangerous that could've been?”

“Shh, my brother was practically a giant back when we were in junior high so he was enough to scare any creeps away. Plus, I already knew then that the elbow is the strongest point in the body so I would’ve been able to fight any sort of dangerous threat!” you exclaimed. “That is not a good excuse,” he replied in an unamused tone.

You huffed, “At least I know something about self-defence” you attempted to reason. You only heard Iwaizumi reply with a simple ‘tched’ which made you laugh.

It was then that you looked onto the clock at the corner of your desk and realized how late it was and it was also then that you remembered that you still had some notes that you wanted to write up before you went to bed. Curse University prep. You were so lost in your conversation with the boy that time slipped past your mind along with your other responsibilities. Just when you two had started getting into a comfortable rhythm too. You sighed sadly which immediately caught Iwaizumi’s attention.

“Hey, what’s up?” he asked. You shook your head and removed your phone from your ear and pressed the speaker button on your phone screen. You placed your phone on your desk and stood up to organize the notebooks you had pushed aside on your desk. “Nothing bad, just remembered I had a couple more notes I wanted to finish up before bed,” you said with a hint of sadness in your voice. You wanted to continue your conversation with him and you really weren’t in the mindset to review your nutrition notes right now.

Iwaizumi paused to take a moment to look up at his wall clock and realized that it was nearing midnight. Iwaizumi felt a twinge of guilt inside of him when he realized that he kept you up so late. This was even past his own scheduled bedtime.

“I didn’t mean to keep you up so late, my bad” he apologized. You stifled a laugh as a tired smile spread on your lips. “It’s not your fault. Something tells me that you’re the type of person who sleeps early so I should be apologizing for keeping you up” you replied.

You suddenly yawned and stretched your arms over your head, “I’m gonna finish up and call in for the night. You should get some rest Iwaizumi-”

“Go to bed” You flinched slightly at how serious his voice got.

“It’s late, you can finish up your notes tomorrow. Studying when you’re tired isn’t healthy. Get some sleep so you won’t feel extra tired and groggy tomorrow morning. If you’re gonna stay up, at least go and make yourself something to eat for tomorrow so you feel energized”

You smiled tiredly, “I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you Iwaizumi-kun. Oh and thank you for tonight, I enjoyed talking to you and I hope we can do this again” you shyly suggested. You closed your eyes as you clutched the material of your sweater to your chest as you waited for his answer. Iwaizumi felt a sense of relief rush into him knowing that you enjoyed talking to him. A sense of his self doubt momentarily washing away. You didn’t hear a reply for a moment and it worried you that you might’ve said the wrong thing. But a couple of moments passed before you heard a faint “Me too”

You moved your hand to hover over the red call button on your screen,

“Goodnight Iwaizumi-kun, sleep well”

“You too, Y/n”

The ‘beep’ from your phone indicating the call had ended echoed through your room. You stared at your phone for a moment as it dawned on you that you just had your first real conversation with your soulmate. And yeah it wasn’t the large extravagant straight-out-of-movie scene you had always envisioned but that didn’t matter. What mattered now was that you had talked to your soulmate and you knew a little bit more about him and he knew a little bit more about you.

It was a start.

You yawned and stretched your arms up over your head once again and sighed in relief when you felt your back crack. Your arms dropped to your side and you frowned as your eyes looked down at your notebooks that you had now neatly stacked in your hands. You realized that you were far too tired to even open up your textbooks, let alone finish a couple pages of notes.

Thinking back to what Iwaizumi said, you could always tune in early for the night and finish everything up tomorrow in the library. Plus, waking up to something to energizing to eat didn’t sound so bad. It wasn’t going to take long and you figured you had a bit more energy left to cut up some fruit before surrendering yourself to sleep.

Content with your decision you turned around and made your way towards your door. However, just as you were about to step out you heard three buzzes from your phone come back to back. Curiously, you walked back towards your desk and leaned down to read the message:

“Hey, if you need someone to study with then let me know and we can facetime and I can keep you company. If you want to of course. No pressure if you’re not up for it”

“Oh and grapefruits are really good to have the morning by the way, they’re refreshing”

“rest well.”

a/n: hello! This chapter is very long overdue and I’m really sorry about that. I’m not gonna go into it but just know that this series is back and I hope to keep a steady flow of updates going :)

I struggled a lot with writing this chapter partly because I myself am terrible at phone calls but I hope this gives an insight to difference between Iwa and Yn!

I will be opening up taglist for any of my newer readers who would like to keep up with the updates of “on track!” Feel free to comment or send me a message : ) Regarding my current taglist, it’s been months and I’ve noticed a lot of people changed their @s so I tried to find everyone who changed their users. If I accidentally tagged you and you weren’t on my list let me know + inform me if i also missed you. If you no longer want to be added, then please let me know if you would like to be removed from the taglist. Thank you all so much for your patience and feel free to let me know about your thoughts down below :)

++ I just want to clarify iwaizumi’s initial care for Y/n’s well-being isn’t meant to be interpreted as “omg he’s falling for her already” and should be seen as just someone who cares about his soulmate and wants them to be healthy. He knows that YN is his soulmate and cares about her because of that. But it’s more of a platonic care at the moment. They’re soulmates, yes, but he’s not in love with her and Y/n is not in love with him (yet at least) ya gets?

yeah i’m just a fan of slow burn

I just wanted to say that just because I’m not confident in the way I wrote him 😅 thank you so much again for reading!

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evelxtus · 3 years ago

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Nah, you stone cold for Forgetting to enable ask/J

I know you might've seen this request around. But Can I requests Xiao, Childe, and Diluc (and possibly Zhongli) with a Isekai!Male!Reader Who after weeks of dating, Snaps a photo of them out of nowhere. But the thing is, phones don't exist in they're world. How would they react?

Isekai!Male!Reader × Genshin Impact. ꒰Snaps a photo of them out of nowhere.꒱

Characters included: XIAO, CHILDE, DILUC, ZHONGLI.

Warning: none

Type: scenario

Plz I didn't know there was a button to activate it 💀

Thank you so much btw, you are my first request ;;;; im happier than i should be

And I love the idea, it'll be fun.

› 〉Xiao.

There you were, enjoying a peaceful evening at Wangshu Inn after a long day defeating some monsters. Truth be told, Xiao only cared about being with you, but he used the excuse of "defeating monsters together" to cover that fact. And so it was for a few weeks, in which little by little, it seemed more like dating. And neither of you were going to stop with that.

The anemo boy looked so cute eating his favorite dish, Almond Tofu... And you were so excited to have ended up in that world and met Xiao. You couldn't help but glance at him when he ate, he seemed to enjoy himself as a small child no matter how much he tried to hide it. You couldn't waste this opportunity. With a quick movement, you took your mobile out of your pants, and took an unsuspecting photo of the adepti, in which you could see how it was approaching a piece of tofu to his mouth.

He placed back the same chunk on the plate, looking at you with raised eyebrows. The truth is that he had been a little scared. "What... what was that?" his voice sounded with a tone of surprise and annoyance that you had already gotten used to. And it was normal, you had pointed an unknown object at him which had made a noise. It could perfectly be treated of a weapon, but he trusted you enough to know it was not the case. "I was taking a picture. You look pretty good, don't you think?" you answered showing him the result.

The confused boy approached his hand suspiciously to that new device for his eyes, and ended up holding it awkwardly with both hands, looking at the image you had taken seconds ago. "Ah... Another human thing..." A sigh left his lips, and he looked up at you heavily as he handed your phone back to you.

"Don't do it again. You scared me and it was stupid." After those words, you looked at him with some pity, so it didn't take long for him to clear his throat and correct himself. "Ask me before. But don't even think about being with that in your hands all the time. You know that human inventions are not to my liking."

Yes, of course. He's actually a bit embarrassed that you keep photos of him.

› 〉Childe.

You knew that your feelings had changed drastically throughout all the time, since you had first arrived in that world. Since you met, everything was fights and battles to see who was the best and strongest, and although the answer was always obvious - Childe won - you did not give up. It was... funny. And he was gentle sometimes.

You were like that for weeks, every time you see each other, the friendly fights changed to more relaxed plans, to the point that sometimes you just walked around and from time to time Childe bought you anything you liked. "Do you like this Rex Lapis plush?" He knew he didn't even have to ask you, you loved the stuffed animals that they sold especially if it was related to things from that world and not simple things like teddy bears. "Well, here you go."

He held out his arm for you to take the dragon shaped teddy, but instead you shook your head, you had an idea in mind. "Wait. Stick to him. And hug him." you asked him. The redhead looked quite confused with your orders, although he did so without question. Poor naive.

You took out your mobile and took a picture of it. The boy's eyes widened in surprise and he separated from the toy quickly. "What have you done?" Seeing you laugh, his eyebrows furrowed. "What's so funny? Let me see." You showed him the screen of your mobile, and out of the corner of your eye you could see how the opponent's cheeks were stained with a pretty redness.

When he realized you were looking at him, he shook his head trying to get rid of the blush. The redhead wrapped your neck with the long Rex Lapis teddy. "Let me use that thing. I want to try taking a picture myself. Better than yours."

Better than yours, yeah. Just because you were in them.

And he also wants to have his revenge. Surely he will steal your mobile to fiddle with it while figuring out how to take unsuspecting photos of you.

› 〉Diluc

The vineyard looked so pretty in the evening. The orange color of the sky mixed with the extensive terrain of that area, making it a picturesque landscape to behold, and a view that no matter how much you saw it almost every day, it was pleasant and relaxing for the two of you.

"Shall we relax here for a moment, Y/N?" Diluc asked kindly, as he pointed to a bench in front of the building. Your answer was yes, and you sat together. The pyro boy had closed his eyes as he raised his face slightly. The breeze caressed his face gently and made his long red hair billow in a gentle rhythm.

You took a picture of him as he was, and he didn't even notice. You focused your attention on the photo, looking at it and zooming in on it. How could that boy be so attractive without even trying?

You heard him clear his throat seconds later. Diluc was leaning out watching the screen with you while you admired the photo you took. "Eh..." you felt like cold sweats fell down your forehead at that situation. He had totally got you. Seeing your reaction, he quickly spoke again so you wouldn't feel awkward. "It's okay. I was just surprised you looked so much at... that. It's a... camera, right?" You nodded, still quite embarrassed. You really couldn't tell him it was a mobile. Not in that specific moment. "You could teach me how to use it. I also want to capture some moments with you... so I never forget them."

Aha. He wants to admire you just as you do with him.

› 〉Zhongli.

You loved hearing this man's stories. His voice was a melody to your ears that you could listen to day after day without getting tired. It was the only thing you heard, next to the sound of some birds in that place. He was telling you an anecdote that happened to him in that same area thousands of years ago.

What were you thinking when, on impulse, you suddenly took out your mobile and took a picture of him in the middle of the speech? Silence was suddenly made when you took out that device.

Zhongli had never seen that before. He looked at you waiting for an explanation, although he seemed just as calm as ever. "Well? What is that?" he asked, tilting his head a little. There was a note of curiosity in his voice. "A mobile. You can do various things with it." You answered while you gave it to him so that he could see it well.

"Oh, how interesting. And what you decided to do was to take a picture of me." a small smile lit up his face. "You know you have all the time in the world to see me whenever you want, you don't have the need to use this... device in my presence."

Exactly. All he wants is to enjoy your company while he has it, and to be able to feel you with all five senses, not just sight.

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pangtasias-atelier · 5 years ago

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A short Drabble with Feeder reyson and feede Tibarn where Tibarn is just too much with his addiction of food that is brought to him by reyson every once in a while. Thank you for ur support btw!

I know you said short but like, Tibarn;;;;;; he’s just too good and like I haven’t written enough about this good big bara bird boy so I had to make up for it lol. Admittedly, Reyson kinda doesn’t show up until later though. Janaff almost stole the whole show ngl before I reeled him back in lol

So I hope you enjoy how it came out!!

And no problem! Thank you for your support and kind words~

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"Agh, Tibarn!" Small curved elegant wings fluttering behind him, characteristics Jannaf would gleefully brawl upon hearing someone say such things about him, he rushes through the sky. Newly budding trees means he doesn't have to fly too terribly high, though his astounding vision makes the small benefit pointless. Able to clearly spot an ant half a mile away, the portly Hawk King is as easy as spotting a needle in a haystack-- a feat that Janaff has never done, but a feat he’ll still boast. Diving down, branches and the like avoided, Janaff’s feet gracefully flitter the floor. A few centimeters above the forest floor, he lands down, leaving his wings untucked.

“Of course Ulki was right,” Grumbling to himself, Janaff keeps up his whining. “Here you are, trying to sneak in another meal again,” Sighing, Janaff turns away from Tibarn and takes a measured three paces forward. A fallen lone branch crunches under his step.

The deer in the vicinity hearing the snap, it dashes off without a second thought. Svelte body aiding the deer’s dash, its hunter turns to face Janaff. Tibarn having been shooed away by a busily cooking Reyson for one too many intrusions and early taste tests, he had went off into Serenes Forest.

Tibarn anything but svelte, his portly face is contorted into a frown. His bandages all but torn, the coverage he once had is gone. His jacket never buttoned, even Tibarn’s added poundage does nothing to sway his preference for a more revealing look. The straps of his jacket only reach half way past his bouncy breasts as they rest on Tibarn’s gut. The lining has no hope of resting on his engorged stomach. The large soft mass makes itself known through its prodigious girth, the hefty sagging ball for a stomach jutting out from Tibarn. Resting past his crotch, all sense of power and musculature is long gone. Belly button for all to see, the spot looks cavernous from all his weight. His love handles graciously covered up, the resting coasters for flab are revealed by the way the fabric tightly wedges itself into each crevice of a roll. One sleeve torn in an attempt for a more rugged look, the sense of style had originally worked with Tibarn’s adonis figure. But with plush dough wet dough for arms, the sagging wings for arms make him appear even fluffier. A hint of a bicep no longer even traceable, the blobby cylinders for arms hang completely free on his right arm. His left arm concealed, the sleeves jut from the fat contained within. Tibarn developing a distinct apple shape, his lower half still puts the other bird laguz to shame. Especially the much trimmer Ravel laguz. Beige pants ruffle and crease from Tibarn’s bulging fat. Rolls visible in all directions, his heavy footsteps only cause the creases and fat to shift around. His thighs still wider than the average bird laguz, the broadt fat thighs make walking somewhat of a constant struggle for Tibarn. Which would usually be alleviated by simply flying, but even Tibarn’s impressive 8ft wingspan can barely muster up enough energy for a simple stroll of a flight. Tibarn’s ass protruding proudly behind him, the tight material of his pants contribute to Tibarn’s top-heavy figure, a prominent muffintop appearing on Tibarn at all times.

“Damnit Janaff,” Frustrated, Tibarn’s double chin seems more prominent as Tibarn scowls. Stomping towards Janaff, his wide waddling doesn’t diminish Tibarn’s imposing self. His cocky nature mixed with his great height and weight along with status as king of the Unified Bird Clans would make anyone a scary figure indeed. And despite Janaff and TIbarn having known each other far longer than any Beorc could possibly ever live, even Janaff feels that Tibarn just might seriously squish him under his serious poundage as Tibarn stands far too close for comfort. A fact Janaff had known about and scoffed when Reyson had tried to warn him of all people. Tibarn far too invasive of people’s personal space, his rolling hills for a belly does nothing to stop said habit. Instead, it only worsens it, Tibarn never quite taking into his far extra weight into account.

“Reyson finished making dinner,” Janaff cheekily grins, his eyes nearly fully closed from how wide his grin is. Taking a step back, he more easily spots Tibarn’s face, his wide moobs no longer so dangerously close to his face. “And y’know Ulki’s too-”

“I’m too what? Janaff,” The ears to Tibarn showing up, he stands by Janaff.

“Too serious and way too easy to make fun of,” Janaff at the ready, he grabs Tibarn’s left arm linking it with his right arm.

“Are you ready, King Tibarn?” Ulki avoids the bait, instead linking his arm with Tibarn’s right arm.

“But he never makes anything with meat…” Tibarn rubs his chin, glancing back at the forest for a second.

“Your majesty, Prince Reyson is a Heron, you must understand,” Ulki offers his dry words.

Tibarn lost in thought, still in want of meat, Janaff leans back, Ulki looking at him.

“Really! That’s what you had to say!” Janaff mouths at Ulki. Gesticulating with his free arm, Tibarn doesn’t even take note of his body getting pulled to the left.

“Then you say something,” Ulki mouths back. Passive as ever, Ulki returns back to his upright stance.

“What long-faced over here is trying to say-”

“Hmph,” Is all Ulki has to respond..

“What Ulki is trying to say,is that Prince Reyson goes through great lengths to prepare these meals just for you. I’m sure anyone would fawn over being taken care of by a heron,”

“His meals are damn great, but there’s no meat,” TIbarn grumbles, rubbing his hungry stomach; the flabby mass sinks under his sausage-like digits.

“You seem to constantly praise how wonderful Prince Reyson’s dishes taste, your majesty. Even comparing the taste to completely mimic meat,” Ulki responds.

“Yeah, who needs stinkin’ old meat? Reyson cooked you up some of that tofu steak with cauliflower you seem to like so much,” Janaff choicely chooses to leave out the fact of how much TIbarn enjoys all of Reyson’s cooking.

“Well, why didn’t you two say so earlier, let’s go,” Flapping his wings, Tibarn quickly takes off to the sky. Soaring off, Janaff and Ulki struggle to keep up with their arms attached to Tibarns. Tibarn sets the pace for the three.

For all of a couple minutes.

Unable to ever pace himself, Tibarn’s astounding stamina had prevented any such issues of maintaining long distance flights. But with his wide corpulent body, said impressive stamina had quickly evaporated.

Janaff and Ulki now setting the pace, the two struggle to force their king going, his fat body panting as he flies a bit lower than him.

“Ugh, C’mon Tibarn!” Janaff the weaker of the two, his body digs into Tibarn’s side, even sinking in a bit. “Just think of how you learned to fly last and we had to help you,”

“Janaff,” Face doused in sweat, Tibarn’s flapping wings peter out, the loud swooshing ceasing. “Less talking, more flying,” Grunting, he sags in both Janaff’s and Ulki’s arms, both struggling to carry him even together.

“Same for you, your majesty,” Ulki putting in most of the work, his wings keep on strong. “Janaff, we’re going to carry Tibarn by his hands,”

“Fine by me!” Grunting, Janaff slowly readjusts his grip. Ulki does the same.

Tibarn slowly let down, he simply wheezes as he continues to drop down bit by bit. Breasts and stomach shaking alike, the bundle of fat bounces up and down as they adjust their grip on him.

Janaff and Ulki now holding Tibarn by his meaty mitt of a hand, they fly as if swimming on their stomach. Carrying a bundle of fat, they quiet down as they focus on getting the hefty Tibarn back to the castle.

“We better be near,” Tibarn meanwhile catches his breath, offering only slight quips whenever his stomach decides to speak up. Ulki and Janaff simply glance at each other upon a remark, both aware of Tibarn’s, as Ulki and Janaff like to call it, small addiction to Reyson’s cooking.

The two having a simple conversation about the issue of eating meat Tibarn’s voracious appetite for meat had caused a bit of a rift between the two. Eventually, Reyson had settled on cooking for Tibarn to show him the wonders of going vegetarian. His food enchanted by his own Galdr, the addictive nature of his food had made Tibarn wanting more. And Reyson kept giving Tibarn more.

When Ulki and Janaff had raised the issue to Reyson, some not so subtle bribery of meat had made the two keep quiet. Alongside Tibarn’s still healthy reports, despite being swaddled in fat, the two had agreed to such a thing. And while Reyson’s white wings clearly marking him of Heron royal lineage, his years of living with the Hawk Tribe and TIbarn had clearly toughened him up, the Heron Prince even managing to take charge at times.

“Finally,” Catching his breath, Tibarn visibly perks up as the castle finally shows itself.

Ulki and Janaff slowly begin to descend, careful with the several jagged trees still recovering from the fires. Tibarn’s feet making contact with the floor, the lack of such a burdensome weight is a huge relief for the two.

“With your leave, King Tibarn,” Ulki keeps his straight face, but even the light perspiration glistens his face, his chest rising far more than it normally does as he breathes in air.

“Yeah what he said,” Janaff making no show of hiding his weary state, he rests his hands on his knees, grunting.

“Thanks for the help,” Grinning, TIbarn ignores the two. HIs stomach leading the way, Tibarn heads as fast as his big body lets him, ass wobbling behind him.

Reyson already in his and Tibarn’s shared room, the spread of food is placed on their table. Admittedly a smaller portion, Reyson had ventured off more in the realm of desserts as of late, wishing to round out Tibarn in all areas. The dessert still baking, Reyson sits on their shared bed. Crossing his legs, he blows out a puff of air to move the strand of golden hair covering his face. “If Janaff and Ulki failed then I’m-” The sound of heavy lumbering footsteps drawing near, Reyson shuts his mouth. Quickly standing up, he rushes to his vanity. Everything in check, he patiently stands in front of the door. Waiting for Tibarn, he swings the door open with perfect timing, Tibarn’s gut an inch away from the doorway.

“You’re finally here,” Tucking a flick of hair behind his curved ear, Reyson steps to the side. Tibarn’s bouncing gut entering the room first, Reyson’s eyes don’t stray from how TIbarn’s gut brushes against the edges of the frame. Gently closing the door, Reyson stands behind Tibarn. Wrapping his arms as far as he can, Tibarn’s body prevents him from going far. Resting his neck on the crook of TIbarn’s neck, Reyson nuzzles Tibarn’s chipmunk cheeks. “I made some of your favorites,” Wrapping an arm around Tibarn’s, Reyson gently guides him to his reinforced chair.

“Just two plates,” Resting a hand on his gut, Tibarn looks at the two dishes skeptically.

“Yes, just two. I-”

“I’m gonna need way more than that. I mean, just look at me,” Bringing a heavy hand under his gut, TIbarn slowly lifts it up, the fat bunching up. Letting go, his body shakes like waves, the mass jiggling.

“Coughing for a second, Reyson brings a hand to his chest, lightly patting himself. “As I was saying,” Reyson helps Tibarn sit down, Tibarn letting a sigh of relief as his feet get a break. “I made a bunch of dessert to make up for it. I decided to try and vary it to see what you like,”

“Hah, what don’t I like,” Grinning, TIbarn rests back into his chair, letting out an exaggerated groan. “Now can I eat, I’m starving,”

“Y-yes,” Always cracking under TIbarn constant idiocies, Reyson mentally scolds himself. Grabbing the tofu steak, already cut into pieces, Reyson sits on Tibarn’s lap. Enough space to fit three of him, most of the space is occupied by Tibarn’s bulging gut. Resting against Tibarn’s stomach, Reyson grabs a piece of the faux meat. TIbarn eagerly staring at him, Reyson clenches his toes, hoping the sear from his blush isn’t as obvious as he feels it is. Bringing it to Tibarn’s lips, he greedily chews on it, finishing it before Reyson can grab another piece.

“You can’t think that’ll keep me busy,” Bringing his right arm in front of him, Tibarn digs it under his hefty breasts. Resting it under them, his sagging tits suddenly seem much larger, Reyson holding back the thought of touching them.

“Please be more refined,” Shaking his head, more to clear out his intruding thought than to scold TIbarn in any meaningful way, Reyson produces a napkin, Wiping the juice from his blubbery cheek, Reyson crumples it up. This time grabbing two pieces of steak, Tibarn happily accepts those as well, making sure to enjoyably chew and offer his appreciation with hums. Rolling his eyes at Tibarn’s childish antics, yet not doing much else, he grabs some more.

Giving in a tad bit, Reyson admits, he finds himself feeding TIbarn a bit faster than even he can chew, Tibarn’s cheeks increasingly ending up more stuffed and rounded out as more of the tofu steak ends up in his greedy gullet.

“Knew you had it in ya,” Sighing, Tibarn digs out his arm from underneath his breasts, instead resting both hands on them. “Now, about that second dish,”

“You can feed it to yourself, I’m going to go check on the dessert,” Reyson stands up, unwillingly removing himself from Tibarn’s plush doughy body and hands him his cauliflower burger. Getting rid of whatever imaginary dust rests on his pristine white robes, Reyson heads out.

“Hey, Reyson,” Tibarn grins as Reyson turns to face him. “Love, ya” Winking at him, TIbarn tears into the replacement burger, a good quarter ending up in his maw with one bite.

“I love you too,” Reyson softly whispers with a blush. Tibarn’s advanced hearing only barely catches it. Rushing out the door, Reyson pats his hair, combing it with his fingers.

Unable to quite keep up the charade of being in charge with Tibarn, Reyson curses his weakness to his charms, Tibarn’s broad barnside body so tantalizing with his brusqish charm. Wiping that thought away, Reyson walks off to the kitchen to grab Tibarn’s dessert.

A plate of custard, a dozen cookies, and an entire loaf of banana-nut bread, he carefully pushes it all onto a cart. Originally meaning to just turn Tibarn into a vegetarian, the rather addicting and fattening side effects of his galdr are perfectly fine with Reyson, wishing to see just how addicted he can get Tibarn to be as he wheels Tibarn’s cart of desserts to him.

#my writing #fat!tibarn #fat!tellius #weight gain #male weight gain

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robrae-headquarters · 5 years ago

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The Beast (Beastfire Commission)

Pairing : Beastfire (Beast Boy, Starfire)

Word Count : 5,888

Warnings : Swearing, Implied Death, Violence, Animal Death, Near Death Experiences

Commission : Yes!

Description : Beast Boy is hiding something from Starfire, and she is determined to find out. But all knowledge comes with a price.

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Beast Boy’s eyes slowly blinked open. The image of the world faded in and out of his vision. He squeezed his eyes shut and then reopened them, allowing him to see the scenery around him. When his eyes met the sight of an alleyway and not his bedroom he did a double take. What the fuck was going on. Beast Boy started to look at the area around him.

The alley was dimly lit by a streetlamp at the opening of the alley. Deep, rugged claw marks appeared on the concrete of the surrounding buildings, stopping where he stood. The entire alley was trashed, for a dumpster had been completely demolished and strewn all over the ground. Other than the trash, the claw marks, and him, the alley was empty. As he inspected how deep the claw marks went into the building, Beast Boy noticed out of the corner of his eye something he hadn't caught before. A trail of blood. A massive trail of blood, leading directly to him.

Immediately his mind kicked into overdrive to find the wound. That was a LOT of blood and if he was that seriously injured he needed help now. His hands became cold and sticky whilst frantically checking his body for the catastrophic wound. Finally, Beast Boy concluded that he was not injured, which made him vomit on the pavement. That was not his blood. That was someone else's. There is no way in hell that person is alive now.

“Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” Beast Boy shouted as he punched the wall in fear, his emotions getting the better of him. His thoughts were too much in overdrive to register the pain and a small section of the building crumbled beneath his fist. Had he killed someone?? There’s no way a Teen Titan could kill someone who’s not a villain and be fine. Beast Boy was so fucked. The sound of a door opening nearby snapped him out of his panic as he realized he couldn’t be caught here.

The green boy transformed into a hummingbird and sped away from the scene, desperate to be somewhere else. Blood dripped from his wings as he flew, causing him to cringe. He was leaving a small trail, but probably not one that could be traced. Beast Boy headed for the ocean, knowing he needed to rid of the blood before he returned to the tower.

He flew over the ocean, letting the cold breeze embrace him before diving into the icy water, transforming into a sea otter to aid his swimming abilities. Slowly the blood washed out of his fur. The process helped calm his mind some, until a thought struck him. The Press. Holy fuck, The Press.

The Press nor the public could know of the Werebeast, who was definitely the culprit behind what he had seen. He would lose his social media following. His extra inflow of cash would be gone. His reputation as a Teen Titan ruined. They could not know one of their heroes had a dark side this bad. They could not know that he probably killed someone tonight. Beast Boy shuddered at the thought. Taking another’s life… It wasn’t something he’d ever thought he’d do. Quickly he jammed the thought down. He could not have a breakdown about it. He needed to buck up, move forward, and solve the problem.

“My DNA shouldn’t be at the scene, I’m not injured in the slightest. The body wasn’t there… Maybe they survived?” He clung to the thought like a lifeline.

Once his bones felt as cold as the arctic and he couldn’t take the water anymore he swam to shore and turned into a cheetah, racing home to be in the comfort of his room. This night needed to be over. He could worry about the rest later.

***

Whilst most Titans were asleep in the tower, Starfire was not. In fact, she was wide awake. It wasn’t because she couldn’t sleep, X’Hal knows she could, it was more that she had a feeling she shouldn’t. She couldn’t quite place where the feeling was coming from. It didn’t feel like her intuition or her gut talking to her. Just this nagging in the back of her mind. Don’t go to sleep. Don’t go to sleep. There’s something important you have to see. Over and over again until she resolved to wait. And wait she did.

Starfire overhauled her entire room that night trying to keep herself awake. Everything was neatly put away, the floors freshly clean and sparkling. She had spent hours folding and organizing all her clothes until her hands ached. All the surfaces were dusted and everything looked like it was exactly where it should be. Her bed appeared like a lush heaven to her, the silk pillowcases and plush blankets just calling her name. But, she didn’t. Instead she lit multiple candles, ranging in scents of sugar cookies to lilacs and began to exercise.

The exercise gave her mind something else to think about besides the small mound of anxiety it was producing. She was going to discover something soon. She just knew it. It was something big, something important. She had to know what it was. Sweat started to drip down her temples as she reached the 200 sit-up mark. After grabbing a swig of water Starfire began to do push-ups.

Starfire stopped mid push-up as the clock struck 3 am. She slowly raised herself into a standing position, every muscle in her body feeling tense. There was someone in the hallway. Cautiously she moved towards her bedroom door, opening it as quietly as she could manage. What she saw was not what she was expecting.

There trudged Beast Boy down the hallway, one arm limp at his side and the other lightly dragging against the wall. His body was tense and he kept looking all over as if watching out for something. Starfire thought it would be best if he didn’t see her, so she ducked back every time he turned to look. His hair was damp, like he’d just gotten back from a swim. Starfire could tell he looked guilty as if he didn’t want anyone to know what was going on.

Star closed her door and sank into her bed, nuzzling her face into her pillows before letting out a deep sigh. Slowly she relaxed her body, starting with her neck and ending with her toes. There was something going on with Beast Boy, something obviously big and possibly dangerous. Worry gnawed at her mind for the green boy, someone who she cared for very deeply. More deeply than anyone else knew. She sighed and turned off the lights, resolving to find out what was going on, no matter the cost.

***

Just about every muscle in Beast Boy’s body ached when he awoke the next morning. Or maybe he should say afternoon, since it was around 12pm. He felt as if he’d been run over by an 18-wheeler. “So much for no injuries,” Beast Boy muttered as he dragged himself to the shower. He needed a warm pick me up after all the fuckery that was yesterday's events.

Whilst the steamy, hot water rejuvenated his body, Beast Boy joked with himself, “If only I believed in gods, I’d probably be praying to a higher power. Not that that ever works out for anyone anyways.” Instead he put all his hopes into good luck. Maybe today will be his lucky day and everything will go smoothly. No mention of yesterday's bullshit today, tomorrow, or ever again.

As soon as the doors opened to the common room of the tower to let Beast Boy in, Starfire was at his side. She smiled at him and he grinned back, not even having to fake it. That’s how it always was with Star. He felt good around her, always feeling like he could tell her anything. He knew he loved her. He felt that emotion strongly whenever she was around. He’d planned on confessing eventually, but there never seemed to be a good time to do so. And right now was certainly not a good time.

“Hello Beast Boy! What a lovely day it is today! Did you sleep well?” Starfire chirped to him as he began to make tofu bacon and fake eggs for breakfast. Well, breakfast was a stretch but fuck it.

He nodded to her, unfortunately not having the energy to speak, let alone speak cheerfully, even if it was Starfire. Beast Boy hoped she’d take the hint. She was determined though, and spoke again.

“What are you making, friend?” Beast boy let a small sigh escape his lips before responding in the best cheerful voice he could manage.

“Brunch! Fake bakey with fake eggs!” He smiled at her as he flipped the food, the smell making his stomach gurgle.

“Oh! I love the brunch! It is both breakfast and lunch, put together into one joyful meal!” Starfire smiled as she began to gather the ingredients to make pancakes. Maybe all this talk of brunch stirred her appetite. Robin appeared at the counter, seemingly out of nowhere, gave the pancake ingredients a quick glance before settling his gaze on Beast Boy.

“Late night last night Beast Boy? You’re usually awake early for breakfast, not brunch.” Beast Boy froze in his tracks, dropping a piece of bacon on the floor. Robin raised an eyebrow at the fumble and Starfire stopped what she was doing to watch the encounter.

Beast Boy swore under his breath before quickly scooping up the fake bacon and depositing it into the trash. He proceeded to turn back to Robin and prepared to tell the most convincing lie he’d ever told.

“Yeah man, the game I’ve been waiting to play for months got released yesterday and I played it for twelve hours straight last night. I do not regret a second of it.” Beast Boy pulled off his signature grin at the end to add to the credibility.

Without missing a beat Cyborg spoke from his spot on the couch, “Yeah, sounds like classic Beast Boy. Proud of you my man.” Cyborg gave him a thumbs up and resumed his game. Beast Boy silently thanked the power of luck for Cy’s comment. His lie was foolproof now.

Terra, who was currently destroying Cyborg at the game, laughed. “That does sound like some shit bird for brains would do. Next time invite me, I love nonstop gaming.”

“I’ll leave you to it then.” With that Robin arose from the counter and sat back with his girlfriend, Raven, whose nose was currently pressed into a book.

“If you were playing the video games all night then why did I see you soaking wet walking to your room last night?” She had thankfully lowered her voice for only him to hear, but his blood ran cold at her words. Quick, think of a lie think of a lie…

“I was so fucking tired after playing and I was also disgusting so I went to take a shower before I went to sleep. Must have showered in my clothes, what a dummy.” He gave a small chuckle and waited for her reaction. She seemed to think about it for a moment before returning back to a normal, cheerful Star.

“Ah, that makes sense. I hope you sleep better tonight friend.” Star returned to pancake making and Beast Boy let out a sigh of relief. Everyone believed him. There was no need to worry. After quickly chowing down his food he flopped on the couch between Terra and Cyborg, settling into his normal schedule. Maybe everything would turn out okay after all.

***

Starfire was skeptical. Everyone else had believed what Beast Boy had said, but she did not. Maybe it was because she loved him, or maybe it’s because her gut had been leading her this whole time, and it had never been wrong before. But before completely jumping to conclusions she decided to converse with someone else who had once been very close to Beast Boy.

It took three knocks until the door whooshed open with Terra standing behind it. Her face had a blank, bored look to it until she realized it was Star. Her face soon broke into a grin.

“Starfire! For what reason do I owe the pleasure? Come to get your ass kicked at video games?” Terra smirked, thinking this visit was for fun.

“Could I come in? There was something I wanted to ask you about Beast Boy.” Terra’s face fell slightly but she nodded, standing aside to let the Tamaranian girl in. Terra sat on her bed and Star quickly spotted a bean bag chair and dove to it immediately.

“Oh! A bag of beans in chair form! I do love these!” She smiled as the chair formed around her.

“We totally need to order you one then, but that’s probably something for later. What did you need to ask me?” Terra’s attention was entirely on Star as she rested her face in her hands. Star grew serious instantly. The palms of her hands started to sweat, for she was nervous.

“Do you think Beast Boy has been acting… Strange lately?” She fiddled with the bean bag chair whilst waiting for a response.

“Not overly. Staying up playing video games isn’t out of the norm for him. Neither is fake eggs and fake bacon, or getting his ass kicked by yours truly in games.” Terra beamed, clearly proud of her achievement.

“I suppose those are not. But what if I told you I saw him walking back to his room at 3 in the morning dripping wet. And when asked about this, his response is that he got into the shower with his clothes on and didn't realize?” Star frowned, still upset that she believed he lied to her. She was a good friend, was she not? Why would he lie to her? What did she do wrong?

“Oh. That is odd. Even for bird brains.” Terra seemed equally puzzled by this information. She stood up and grabbed a rock from her desk, making it form different shapes quickly. “Sorry, it helps me think.” Star nodded, still fiddling with the beans inside the chair.

“Okay, this isn’t the soundest advice I’ve ever given, but ya could follow him. If you think he’s being dishonest, and he lies when confronted, then you gotta take it to the next step if you think it’s serious. Which I take it you are, seeing as you came to me about it.”

“Yes, and I’d appreciate it if this stays between us. I do not know if this is something everyone should know about yet, seeing as even I do not know what it is.” Terra nodded immediately.

“Of course! Scouts honor that no words will pass through these lips.” Terra held up her fingers to prove her point, producing a small giggle from the other Titan.

“I think I will follow your advice friend, thank you for the help!”

After saying her goodbyes with Terra, Starfire began to develop a plan.

***

Blood pounded in Beast Boy’s ears as he bounded through the sewage underfoot. He was large. He was powerful. And he was out for fucking blood. He wanted to sink his massive fucking fangs into some flesh and rip it to shreds. Destroy. Destroy. Destroy. And destroy he would. Nothing would stop him. Absolutely fucking nothing.

His paws grew nastier as he tore through the sewers, looking for prey. Any prey would do, it didn’t matter to him. To find prey, you needed a scent, so he began to search for one. Once one was located, Beast Boy’s mouth started to water. He moves slowly at first, his nose stuck to the ground. Then suddenly he was off like a cheetah honing in on its prey. A large sewer rat came into his peripherals before it was completely obliterated.

Blood, guts, and fur went everywhere as Beast Boy the Werebeast devoured its prey. The rat let out a screech, its body torn in two. The carnage was horrible, but the Werebeast didn’t care. Licking his chops, he let out a huff. This was not enough. He needed more. He needed it now.

It took him a while to locate a way out of the sewers. It knew that out of the ground there would be bigger prey. And bigger prey meant more flesh. The Werebeast grinned at the thought, although to anyone else it would look more like a sinister grimace.

His paws hit grass as he emerged into the cool moonlight. He howled, low and quiet. It was a fair warning to any prey that could be around. Scared and knowing prey was always more fun to hunt than unknowing.

The Werebeast prowled around the area, searching for a scent. He seemed to be in an open wooded area, no buildings or street lights in sight. Perfect for hunting. He searched and searched for a scent, but couldn’t seem to find one of a worthy prey. His anger rose. His claws needed things now!

In an outburst of anger the Werebeast attacked a tree. He threw his entire body weight at it, lunging and clawing and biting at the old oak, growling until the tree toppled over. The tree cascaded into another and two resounding snaps filled the air. The sound echoed throughout the forest. He clawed the tree twice more for good measure and howled to the sky about his conquest, satisfying some of his need.

It seemed to be the Werebeast’s lucky day, for a lone night hiker heard the commotion and couldn’t help but investigate. The Werebeast sensed her before she even arrived, and his twisted grin returned. Dinner has arrived.

The girl cautiously moved towards the scene. She had something in her hand, probably pepper spray or a horn to scare bears off. In her other, a shaky beam of light from a flashlight filled the area. Her demeanor quickly changed from curious to frightened once her gaze fell upon the deep marks in the tree. This is not somewhere she should be, and she knew it. Fear and sweat radiated off her in waves. Waves that he could pick up on. Let the games begin.

He intentionally snapped a twig underfoot before silently moving to a different position. The girl whirled around to the location of the noise, shining her flashlight around. Finding nothing, she sighed. “It’s probably just my imagination. I should head home…” The girl turned around and started a brisk pace out of the area, only glancing back once.

The Werebest began to stalk her. He stayed far enough behind to give her a false sense of security. Make her feel calm before ramping up her heartbeat once more. He followed her until they were in a more open area. It appeared to be a park. There was a clear walking path, with trees spaced out and park benches here and there. He could see buildings from here, which meant it was time to strike.

A bone chilling howl shook the night. The girl stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around and the flashlight fell out of her hand, for before her stood a beast unlike any other. A huge green beast, with massive fangs and claws. It smelled of sewage and blood. There was visible blood and guts covering the front of the creature as well as dripping from its jaws. A scream tore it’s way out of her throat as she broke out into a dead sprint. She wanted as far away from this creature as fast as she could, or she was dead. She knew it.

While she was fast, the Werebeast was faster. He let her think she could outrun him. It would be more fun this way. Soon he tailed right behind her and knocked her form aside with his massive claws. Her body slammed into a tree like a rag doll, knocking the wind out of her. She whimpered and tried to get up, but was slammed back down by the beast. His claws raked her arms, causing her to cry out. Blood began to drip down her arm, the flesh torn wide open. The Werebeast could barely contain his excitement.

Not wanting her to run again, the Werebeast leaned over her and set both limbs on either side of her legs. The girl struggled and screamed, which only urged him on more. An audible snap rang through the clearing as the Werebeast broke the girls leg clean in half. The girl stopped struggling. Tears streamed down her face and sobs wracked through her body.

The Werebeast backed off to admire his prey. Soon to be his kill. Once it raised itself on its hind legs, he let out the loudest and most haunting howl of the night, and went for the killing blow. Green light filled his vision and the world grew dark before his body slammed into the ground.

***

Starfire was in shock. She was going to have to battle Beast Boy. Beast Boy, whom she loved dearly. She couldn’t kill him. Please, X’Hal, don’t make her kill him. She wouldn’t be able to bear it.

The last couple hours had been a blur. She’d basically sat in the hallway outside of Beast Boy’s door, pretending to read a magazine. That way, if he left his room, she would know, and would be able to follow him. Except he didn’t leave his room. For hours. Eventually Star grew impatient and knocked on his door to see what he was doing. ‘So much for secret spy work’ she thought to herself. Maybe being direct was the better way to go about this anyways. She got no answer. After knocking a few times she let herself in. Was he just sleeping?

Except he most definitely wasn’t. Beast Boy was nowhere to be found. The only thing that left a sign of where he was was the broken glass all over the floor. Broken glass from his window, which had a giant sized hole in it, as if someone had flung themselves out of it. Why would Beast Boy do that? Starfire immediately flew through the window in an attempt to find a trail. And a trail she did find.

Giant footprints in the dirt. Leading directly to the sewage entrance. “Fuck.” She had a pretty good feeling she knew what the cause of this was. And X’Hal did she wish she was wrong.

After entering the sewers and finding what she believed to be the trail Beast Boy left, Starfire pulled out her Titan communicator. Quickly whilst flying through the sewers she called Terra.

“Hey girl, how's the spy work going?” She shot Star a grin through the camera. Little did she know all hell was breaking loose.

“Terra! You must gather the team immediately and get all citizens inside! Tell Robin I fear the worst… I believe the Werebeast is back. I am currently tracking his location as we speak and I’m…” Star’s voice broke as she spoke her next words. “I am prepared to take any measures necessary to protect Jump City.” Starfire began to lose her composure so she ended the communication, knowing that Terra would do what needed to be done.

She’d stumbled upon the scene where the rat was decimated. The sight and smell made her stomach sour, and she did her best not to lose her dinner. Still, she carried on. Star managed to follow the trail up through the sewers and into a forest before losing it. She muttered a string of slurs in her native language, cursing herself for not being able to follow the trail any longer. Panic rose in her chest, and she quickly squashed it. Now was no time for her shortcomings.

Starfire resorted to flying above and around the forested area, trying to locate where Beast Boy could possibly be. The task was similar to the phrase ‘finding a needle in a barn’ or something to that effect. Her heart sank and her chest started to constrict once more. Beast Boy was lost and she couldn’t find him. He might even die before knowing her true feelings, and Star couldn’t bear the thought. She hurled a starbolt into the forest out of pure rage.

At the same time she heard a loud crack. She snapped her head up and saw in the distance some trees falling. Beast Boy!! Her heart sang. She had found him! There was no actual evidence that the disruption was him, but she knew that it was somehow. She raced towards the spot, which looked to be a couple miles off. She could make that. She would make that.

By the time she reached the destruction, there was no one around. She couldn’t give up yet. She was close, and she wasn’t going to fuck it up. Not this time. She could see in a short distance the forest gave way to a park, and decided that towards civilization was a good bet. And the sight she saw once she got there destroyed her inside.

A girl lay dying against a tree stained with her blood. Her leg was broken, and she didn’t appear to be moving. Above her leered Beast Boy in his Werebeast form, about to go for the killing blow. Starfire had to act fast, so she did the first thing she could think of. She threw a starbolt at his face. Hard.

It wasn’t hard to accomplish, seeing as she was so fucking furious at the gods and cosmic balance for letting this shitshow take place. Couldn’t things just go good for them once?? Did happy endings even exist?

Her starbolt hit the Werebeast like a ton of bricks, knocking him unconscious momentarily. Starfire knew she couldn’t count on it to be for long. Quickly she called for urgent backup and medical aid to her location. That was all she had time for before the Werebeast stirred. More slurs tore through her throat as she prepared to battle her love.

The Werebeast looked fucking pissed. It shook itself awake, taking one look at its prey before glancing back to the floating being in the sky with the glowing green fist. That sure caught his attention. He flung himself towards her, ready for a fight.

Starfire made the first move, flinging a series of starbolts at him, most of which he dodged. Whilst she did so she moved backwards, causing him to have to follow her. She wanted him as far away from the victim as possible. She needed to buy time for the rest of them to get there with the tranquilizer darts, for she had none on her.

It worked at first. She stayed up high enough for him to not be able to grab her. He dodged her starbolts. He flung things, like small trees and boulders, and she slashed and dodged those as well. The starbolts didn’t seem to slow him down enough when they did hit, and Star was losing stamina from having to dodge such massive objects at a rapid pace.

Her heart beat fast as she readied another attack. Sirens suddenly lit up the air, causing a momentary distraction to Starfire. Help is on the way! Her heart bloomed. She could do this until they got here, it would be a piece of cake. But the Werebeast was smart, and used this window of opportunity to launch a park bench at her. One she wasn’t able to dodge.

She hit the ground with a loud thud. Her body felt like splintered glass, and she had no air in her lungs. The Werebeast was on her in a second. He removed the park bench from her with a flick of his paw, like it was weightless. It was replaced by his massive form. He pushed his claws onto her chest, slowly adding to the pressure, toying with her. Starfire coughed up blood, her whole body burning.

Starfire had to make a choice. She was going to die if they didn’t get there this instant. Unless she killed him first. His eyes looked cold and dead, nothing like Beast Boy. Nothing like the one she loved. She couldn’t see any remembrance in his eyes of who she was. A tear rolled down her face.

“I’m so sorry, my bumgorf, I have failed us. Please forgive me. I will always love you.” More tears soaked her face as she slowly raised her hand. The Werebeast looked at her in confusion. She slammed her hand into his chest, blasting him directly with a starbolt. The Werebeasts eyes closed, and he fell off her, slamming into the ground. His form changed back into the small frame of Beast Boy. He didn’t move. He didn’t breath. Starfire’s entire body felt dead. Her heart felt as if it was torn in two. She let out a tortured sob as she let herself succumb to the darkness of unconsciousness.

***

The steady beep, beep, beep, of a heart monitor slowly filled Beast Boy's ears. His mouth was as dry as a desert, his lips cracked. His eyes felt like sandpaper as he tried to pry them open. He was successful on the third try, and his eyes were met with the bright lights of the med bay. There was something warm next to him, and when he turned his head the beautiful Starfire lay next to him, her face in shock. She looked ragged and tired, the bags under her eyes massive. It looked like the life had been taken out of her. His heartbeat kicked up just knowing she was this close to him, the heart monitor betraying that to her. Tears rolled down Star’s cheeks.

“I… we... “ She struggled to form a sentence, her body shaking slightly. “We thought you were dead. I thought.. I thought I killed you.” She sobbed slightly, and buried her head in his shoulder. Beast Boy was confused. Dead? He brought his hand up to her back and rubbed slow comforting circles.

“Dead?” He coughed out, not having used his vocal chords in a while. “Why would I be dead? I’m healthy as a horse, Star.” Her sobbing seemed to lessen after a moment, and she lifted her head again.

“Beast Boy, how long have you been turning into the Werebeast?” The question shocked him. “Don’t lie to me. We all know.” He sighed deeply.

“Uh, at least once. That’s the only time I can remember, it’s hard to say. How do you know?” Panic rose in his chest, the heart monitor picking up pace as his hands began to sweat and his head clouded up. “Does the press know? Please star, don’t tell me everyone knows.” His body trembled. Star’s face creased with worry as she rubbed his arm in comfort.

“Last week, I decided to follow you after you seemed to be acting strange. I found you attacking a girl. I had to attack you as well, and…” She stopped for a moment to regain her composure. “And we battled. Intensely. And you caught me. In order to survive, I had to strike you directly with a powerful starbolt. I thought I’d killed you. You’ve been in a coma for a week. I thought I’d never forgive myself.” She broke off again, a small sob breaking her voice. Beast Boy put his hand on hers. He couldn’t believe he’d done that. He almost killed a civilian. He almost killed Star. How could he do that. What a fucking monster. He was a monster.

It was almost as if Starfire could read his mind. “You are absolutely not a monster Beast Boy! Do not think that. It is not something you can control!” She took both his hands in hers. “Besides, do you believe I could love a monster Beast Boy? Because… I love you. I am in love with you, and I always have been.” Her eyes shined at his, her heart so full of the love she held for him. Beast Boy was amazed. She loved him!

“I love you too Star. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I’m so so sorry I hurt you, I should have never done that. I will never forgive myself for that.” They looked at each other for a long time, just staring and basking in this newfound feeling. The love sent cracks through their ever growing despair. It didn’t make all the awful things go away, no the consequences for those things remained. It did lessen the burdens, ever so slightly.

Beast Boy had to break himself from the trance, knowing there were other things that needed to be discussed. “That girl… Did she live?” He asked it quietly, afraid of the answer.

“She did! She will make a full recovery and has been advised to not go on anymore walks at night alone. She’ll probably need a lot of medical help, but she will be alright.” She gave him a small smile of reassurance.

“As for the press, some did find out.” She gave him a small frown, for his body had gone rigid with the news. His whole life… over. If they knew, it was all over.

“Do not fret, love. Robin had it taken care of! Wayne Enterprises has paid that press company handsomely to keep it from the public. It should not ever become a problem.” Beast Boy’s body relaxed, relief flooding his system. Maybe everything would turn out okay.

“We’ve also come up with a plan, so that you will not have to worry as much about doing something awful. There is a safe room similar to the one we had for Raven. All of us will carry around tranquilizer darts as a safety precaution. Cyborg has also created a tracker chip to put in you as well as one that can sense the biochemical changes that happen when you shift into the Werebeast, giving us more of a warning. Only if you’ll agree to them, of course.” She gave him a small smile, proud of the work her and her team had done for Beast Boy.

“Of course I consent! I can’t believe you guys have done so much for me… I couldn’t ask for better friends.” Beast Boy trailed off, unsure of where to go from here.

“I can help you, I think.” Starfire smiled at him, determination in her voice. “I think we can battle this together, you and I, if you’ll have me. You don’t have to keep anything from me. We can solve your inner demons, and win! I just know it.” She flashed him a smile that always melted his insides, and his heart swelled. Starfire loved him. She accepted him how he is, and is even willing to help him. He couldn’t ask for anything more. He leaned over and captured her lips in his, kissing her passionately. She was still for a moment, before returning the kiss with a firepassion. Their lips melded together perfectly as if meant for each other. He never wanted this moment to end. He was ready to put all this shit behind him and move forward. He wanted to conquer it, and make things right, with Starfire by his side. And they would, together.

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Off to Rust! - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

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The fencing class sat around a table with the absence of Adrien, Kagami and Etienne, which were standing at the buffet together to scope for themselves what they wanted to eat.

“That’s why it’s called all-you-can-eat,” Etienne told Adrien, which had on his plate a bit of asparagus covered with hollandaise sauce. “You’re allowed to put everything you want on your table no matter if the combination makes sense or not”

“Okay,” Adrien answered.

“You could even put the hollandaise sauce over the spaghetti instead of the tomato sauce for example. It wouldn’t matter”

“Okay, thank you” Adrien answered, then looked over the buffet at the variations of foods spread all over the buffet, then Adrien looked at the two gastronom containers one filled with Pommes Frites and the other filled with cooked potatoes, then Adrien smiled and picked with the pliers onto his plate a few fries, then moved forward to look at the various meat sorts and procession of the different menus. Adrien looked up at the plastic protection to see the names on it.

“What should I pick?” Adrien asked “Sliced meat in the Vienna or the Zurich-style?” Adrien asked making Etienne roll his eyes.

“Why don’t you pick up both?” The brunette answered sarcastically, then Adrien smiled and put a half spoon from both types of meat on his plate making Etienne wide his eyes at his deed. “You’re really going to eat that much?”

“I can eat a lot without any problem” Adrien answered. “I just don’t have the chance to take so much, because of my father”

“Okay” Etienne responded, then Adrien looked at Kagami, which stood in front of him picking up a spring roll, then looked back at the boys, which waited for her to continue.

“Hey are you interested in spring rolls, they’re delicious” Kagami offered earning a nod from Adrien.

“Sure” Adrien replied, then Etienne widened his eyes as he saw a few containers behind the ones of the minced meat a waiter fill a container with Duchess potatoes.

“I found something better for me, be right back” Etienne mentioned moving behind Kagami to get to the man, so he could e able to scoop out for himself the freshly-made potatoes.

“I could take one to try it” Kagami mentioned picking out with the pliers a roll for Adrien, then picked a second one earning a smile from Adrien.

“Thanks” Adrien answered moving forwards with the girl. “Oh, there’s Gnocchi” Adrien pointed out making Kagami chuckle.

“Adrien, you’re going to explode with the amount of food you have on the plate” Kagami joked making Adrien shake his head.

“No I won’t” Adrien answered making the girl shake her head at his denial.

“Alright, but don’t forget there’s dessert after lunch,”

“I know, there’s enough space for it” Adrien assured afterward the trio walked back to their seats and Adrien sat vice versa to Kagami, which sat between Zeynep and the dog plush Adrien won at the competition. Adrien sat between Amir and Eveline, then Amir elbowed the blonde and pointed at the plush.

“This is Jasmin, my date for today” Amir joked making Adrien laugh.

“Well she sure is a loyal partner to you”

“Whoa, Mr. Agreste you’re taking it really far than I thought anyone would” Armand D’Argencourt mentioned looking at the amount of food the blonde had on the plate.

“I can just bring it back, if you want to” Adrien mentioned embarrassed making Armand shake his head.

“No don’t worry, eat as much as you want. Your father isn’t here to judge you” The teacher explained making Adrien smile and grab his cutlery to start cutting his asparagus.

“What have you all got for weird combinations?” Etienne asked looking over at the other classmates.

“I’ve got chicken nuggets from the fast-food buffet covered with cocktail sauce, fries, peas, and tomato filled with minced meat and covered with cheese” Mohamed recited his full plate.

“I’ve got the same, but I included noodles with Carbonara, Hollandaise, Cinque Pi, and Pesto sauce” Amir added.

“I’ve got Schnitzel, Mashed Potatoes, Fries and cauliflower,” Zeynep pointed out.

“I’ve got Tofu with Broccoli and Beans” Eveline answered. “Later I may get something else,”

“I’ve picked Potatoes with Stroganoff and Carrots for now” Laura mentioned. “I’m not very hungry at the moment”

“You can always have another round if you have to,” Armand said. “You all can. The price is still the same”

“I bet Adrien will have a second round” Etienne jested making Adrien stick his tongue out at the boy’s comment.

“No, I take a dessert after it” Responded the blonde taking his fork full of minced meat into his mouth, making him smile at the flavor of the tasted meat. “That sauce is delicious, bad I didn’t pay attention, which sort is which,”

“You can all start eating without me, I just want to inform you all about the next step. We will overnight at the museum-hotel far on the other end of the park. If I’m not wrong, it’s the Scandinavian part. We’re going to be at that hotel for the rest of our nights here and dinner time will be around 19:00. The rest of the night you can all hang out in the bedroom, in the lounge, coffee bar, do whatever you want as long as you don’t get into trouble”

“Anything?” Mohamed asked widening his eyes.

“I don’t know, what you have in your mind boy, but avoid messing up things or else we all are kicked out of here” Mr. D’Argencourt warned earning a nod from the boy.

“Amir is most likely to do that,” Mohamed said.

“Stop lying, Amir!” Amir shouted making the twin flip his bird jokingly at him taking his brother’s name to trick out their teacher.

“This won’t work, idiot” Mohamed warned picking up a nugget from his plate to eat. “Doing that, when Kagami or Etienne were new worked”

“Now…..at least most of the times, I could figure out you two” Kagami confessed scooping into her mouth rice with her fork.

“With the time, you realize both are a little more different than they seem to be” Adrien added shoving fries in his mouth. “Has anyone got ketchup?” Mumbled the blonde, then Eveline passed the ketchup bottle out to the blonde. “Merci”

“Has anyone already have an idea, what to ride next?” Zeynep asked, watching the group shrug their shoulders.

“Why don’t you tell us your suggestion?” Eveline said.

“Yeah” Etienne agreed. “You were once here after all”

“Hmm before….I think first we should take a regular ride, that’s not that fast or has any loops, that could make us feel bad after riding it” Zeynep mentioned.

“What do you suggest? Adrien asked while picking up meat from his plate.

“Let me see the map” Zeynep answered opening the map in front of the table to check the locations, that the amusement park had to offer. “The nearest thing here is the panorama trail, which goes around the park like a regular locomotive”

“Is a good start” Etienne mentioned. “Hey before we head to the roller coasters, which is the slowest one?”

“Are you…..nugget?” Amir asked. “Get it? Chicken? Nugget?” The Egyptian boy said making Etienne look displeased at Amir’s bad joke.

“No, I had the idea we could begin from the slowest ones to the fastest one” Etienne mentioned. “Just an idea” “We could actually” Laura answered. “So we can get used to the speeds”

“And the forms” Eveline added.

“In case someone is still feeling full from the lunch…..maybe Adrien” Zeynep added making a few chuckle.

“Why is everyone offended by my eating habit?” Adrien asked before he guided his fork filled with a cut piece of asparagus covered in white sauce.

“We’re not offended. We just want to make sure no one has to puke, mostly you, since you’ve got so much in your stomach”

“Oh…..thanks” Adrien answered embarrassed.

“Hey, we could take the Alp Express in the Austrian part. It’s not that fast and it’s almost a straight rail,”

“Sounds good” Kagami answered. “Afterward we can take a faster rollercoaster”

“Hey I’d like to try out the ones with the two towers, can we try them afterward?” Mohamed asked earning a nod from the Turkish girl.

“Yeah why not” Zeynep answered. “I’ve seen a lot of people there, I don’t know, how long we have to wait”

“I feel like we will have to wait a lot in the evening. Have you seen the number of visitors?” Eveline asked.

“We better stay there for the next hour, until it comes to our turn” Mohamed suggested.

“We lose time anyway with walking around looking for attractions and their waiting time” Kagami added earning a nod from Zeynep and Eveline.

“Alright, so we take the panorama rail, then the alp express and in the end, we take the Euromir, then we check out for a next ride” Zeynep listed down for the others to hear it.

“Don’t forget the ones with the tower” Amir mentioned.

“I’ve mentioned it” Zeynep pointed out.

“Oh...”

“Sounds good to me” Etienne answered with the others nodding.

“Yeah” Adrien approved, then grabbed his cup with juice to take a sip, continuing to lunch along with his fencing pals.